Cinia Pacifica Posts

Omg, all those Love Live goodies.

8/10

Sword.

Derp, just realized.

Went over to vote for Eru there.

Inori.

Also, had no idea you even did round 2.

But,

dude,

those perfectly shaped breasts and... erotic faces!

LOL.

Oh fuck, right on spot.

His works were the greatest.

>Giving fucks to a shit post.

Ayane's day started with - as usual - school and classes. Being a role model in Nagatenjouki, or so her peers claims her to be, Ayane has an added pressure in her shoulders to be diligent and focus on her studies. This is why Ayane only flipped out her phone only when the classes were over for the day. Ayane also believes that checking her phone while at lunch break could bring over unnecessary thoughts to her mind, that would take her mind off of classes. She has a special ringtone which was programmed to play out with vibration on her phone only when her grandfather or Judgement would call, otherwise it wouldn't even vibrate.

Since her school understands Ayane's position, they can only give her frowns when her phone rings in class. Ayane would feel rather liberated and leave class. A serious senior who only uses legitimate excuse to ditch class; that's how Ayane is. While walking out of the gates of Nagatenjouki Academy - the school that is supposedly known to the best, she took out her phone from the right pocket of her skirt, and hesitatingly checked for missed calls or emails. Turned out there was a list of mails. Along with a mail from an unfamiliar sender. She looked through the message.

Ayane then reminisced, Oh, right. It's that boy who couldn't control his power? she then figured that maybe he seeks advice. It was a bit depressing to her. Her true feelings fluttered about in her mind. A woman who failed in her own goal, giving advise? What bitter irony is this?

Ayane then drafted her reply to Jun, saying that he should just name the place since she has some time before getting busy again.

8/10

7.5/10.

Lightning could be seen spreading across the scene rapidly. Mikoto's bangs furiously released thundering blades of lightning, in the face of the higherschool student who was subject to Mikoto's competitiveness, he seemed relatively calm somehow, albeit his face showing seriousness up to some extent. Mikoto raised her hand up to her forehead, created a ball of light, holding it with her bare hand, she threw it towards the black spiky-haired man who stood there, with his right hand forward; ready to take the hit.

The electricity instantly disappeared upon contact with his right arm, "So it won't work after all," Mikoto whispered to particularly no one. Her concerned expression quickly turned to a smiling one, as she dashed forward, strong blinding flash of lightning came down from the clouds hanging up on the sky - it was nature's thunder. Almost blinding the man's eyes, which Mikoto planned to take advantage of; she charged her hands with electricity, and launched fists. Upon careful speculation from the past, it seemed that the man had the ability to neutralize any kind of power that his right hand comes in contact with. So, the answer was simple, all she had to do is hit other parts of his body.

However, the male youth was quick-witted, holding off Mikoto's punches with his bare hands. Tch, he's so damn persistent!, not realizing the irony of her words, she muttered. Although, he didn't manage to stop both her hands, and ended up receiving a fist to his left cheek, he slightly felt the electricity from the fist, weirdly enough, it felt almost like a normal punch.

He never fought back, all he did was block, or stop Mikoto's power with his right arm. Mikoto raged; launching series of lightning spears, she also used electromagnetism to jump around the long iron pillars of the bridge, and launched attacks from various directions - all at the possibility that his right hand wouldn't reach in time, as the attacks were aimed for his left hand instead. But her opponent showed his worth, using his right hand to block every attacks. Even the Railgun - finishing move - was blocked off as if it wasn't anything special; Mikoto cringed.

"Just what is with that right arm of yours, Touma?!"

September 30th. The weather forecast's prediction was that it'd be sunny, some people believed, others tend to be skeptical. Recently, the forecasts weren't as perfect as they once were, though quite accurate nonetheless, just not as accurate as it once were.

Misaka Mikoto walked around a certain park. She skipped her classes. They were far too boring for someone as smart and intelligent as Misaka, apparently. She strolled around the park, and stood before a certain vending machine, it was officially known as Vending Machine 7116. Instead of inserting money into the machine, Misaka decided to instead raise her leg, which sliced through the air, almost like a blade, and bashed the machine. In return, the vending machine responded by delivering her a can on the bottom tray. Satisfied with the result, Misaka took up the can, that's when a certain boy with black spiky hair walked. He sighed; feeling dejected, he approached Misaka without any feeling of restrain, "You never change, do you? Kicking that thing like that! Is stealing that much fun to you?!"

Misaka grumbled, the voice sounded rather familiar to her, "Huh?! What's wrong with that, this machine only knows how to steal money anyway!" she then turned around to peer to turn towards the man. It's him. It's that man who she knew really well. "Oho, if it isn't the guy who I still have a score to settle with."

"Huh? Give me a break, haven't we had a draw just last time?!"

"Shut it! It was a draw alright. No winner or loser! This time we'll decide once and for all!"

"It'll just be the same again, where's the point in that!"

"Exactly... !" as Misaka said that, her expression revealed a grin as her lips stretched to reveal few of her tooth, along with a fang. The can on her hand was pressed with electrical pressure that scared the male high schooler, as the beast bared her fangs before being let out of her cage.

The male youth ran. He ran with all his might. It was as if a man was running away after seeing a ghost, the desperation showed such a thing in his face. Misaka didn't stand there watching his back either, she decided to give him a chase. Leaping around and using magnetism to her advantage, to took a few short-cuts in order to jump down and get ahead of the man.

The high schooler had a contorted look on his face, "Hey!! That's not fair, that's cheating!!" the man protested, raising his voice from the bottom of his lungs. But deep down he knew, what the outcome would be. He had no choice but to just give up.

And so the two ended up facing each other for a grand battle. The battlefield was a bridge, in district 7. Clouds brewed in the sky, rendering all the predictions of the weather forecast as lies. Lightning flickered around. The boy shuddered with goosebumps as he witnessed the electricity swiveling around Misaka's bangs, ready to go any time.

"C-Can't we reconsider this, Biribiri?! I mean, we can settle the score with other things, like games or something!!" he pleaded.

Misaka smiled as her excitement reached it's peak, "This is good enough for a game!!, but then she frowned slightly, "And don't call me Biribiri!!"

I claim Cinia Pacifica from Sword Girls Online.

Dis page.

I adopt Victorique de Blois from Gosick as my imouto.

Apparently round 4 and 5 would last for two weeks, according to the details Art wrote in the thread.

What red head