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@Aerial was fast, a blur of blue through the flames and snow. But was there one just like her, just as fast, if not faster? The whirr of micro-servos and hiss of rear-mounted heatsinks vaporising snowflakes as they fell were the only sounds that her mute assailant uttered. Lethal, lightweight...

As Schilva sprinted through the Astorean countryside at breakneck speed, things started to feel more and more wrong as he went. The closer he got towards Camp Hope, passing Finweald, the worse the situation became. A second realisation dawned upon him as he slowed to sudden stop. Sprawled on...

Somewhere in suburban Sydney, a plane from Tullamarine Airport touches down on the Kingsford arrivals airstrip, rolling into place to offload the domestic arrivals it carries. A fair few of these no doubt are students and (for some) their families, returning to Sydney from their summer holidays...

Cycle 2 Pondering over the view, Schilva notices that someone had tailed him through the lobby. For a moment, his fingers flex as he readies himself for a throwdown, but relax again as he recognises the familiar pastel blue hair. This was... Shit. Blanking. Any longer, though, and the...

Cycle 1 Hiking through Providence in winter wasn't an easy task at the best of times, given the threat of restless raiding Duuhmerons and the...difficult weather. For Schilva, a Starcalled, the going was easier with his Dynamism and ability to defend himself while traveling alone. Even...

...so then would you believe it the orb melted my sword, and I was all 'ooh you melted my sword you stinky bug haha' AND THEN I was disarmed...! Measuring out the appropriate amounts of coquito ingredients and making wild gestures and striking poses all the while, Schilva occasionally slows his...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 92 / 120 Massaging his temples and reorienting himself, Schilva wracks his brain for any kind of explanation, trying to put cause to effect. All he can come up with is 'big monster wrecked the sleigh train, everyone got...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 92 / 120 -uuuuuAAAAAGGHHHH! Popping out of the sky with slightly more displacement and delay than everyone else, Schilva had not the luxury of @Erick Stryker's magic nor @Sakura Wind's safe landing as he plummeted downwards...

As he finds a newly gathered ardent fan (singular) in @Tick Tock, so does Schilva's informally assigned rival admit 'defeat'. Puffing out even further now as he picks up one hemisphere of the halved coconut, Schilva smirks smugly as he begins dictating to the shortish Magia who was eagerly...

Working his stuck katana free with a concerningly wide flourish, Schilva places the last coconut squarely over a container and rotates it until it begins draining. Puffing and strutting as though he had been the one to accomplish the task more efficiently, Schilva sheathes his blade and pats it...

It was hard going but ultimately, Schilva had worked his way through another coconut, all toes intact. Not one to be caught without a last word, Schilva triumphantly waves his successful product in the air in front of his green-maned critic (@Ash Vargold). The audacity, frankly, to insinuate...

Swaggering up the way to the shrine in his brand new accoutrements, it would be quite obvious to any onlookers that Schilva Flasch had spared no small expense for the purposes of this event. Instead of his usual blades, though, Schilva had opted to take with him but a simple bamboo shinai...

Trying to poke holes in coconuts with a katana wasn't easy, but with his delicate swordsmanship and Slash Weapons Mastery, Schilva managed as well as anyone else. To a degree. Awkwardly lining up the point of his sword with each of the coconut's eyes, one could have mistaken him for a lost pool...

Ooh, here's a good one: Send morbid or unsettlingly personal gifts to members or families of the Aristocrata, addressed from nonsensical or cryptic senders to stir up chaos and paranoia instead of Wintersday cheer! (just ignore that I posted this on Schilva's account for now, I am on mobile...

Wandering into the Embertorch with a smugness familiar to any who'd seen him before, Schilva Flasch had caught wind of some DIY drink mixing going on here and decided to grace the event with his presence. Why, of course a cocktail party would benefit from his radiant chutzpah and charm...

Deep in the mountain-ranges of Falderen, a cliffside resort has recently been built by an enterprising group of Astorean UI-Locked Travelers, mimicking the onsen of the real world that they once knew. Here, an evil plot is brewing, fomented by interstate separationists that reject Starcalled...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 92 / 120 -guh- Rising from his brief snowy rest upon the battlefield, not knowing the plan of Team Green's finest, Schilva had just enough time to rub the muddy sleet from his eyes before- WAIT WAIT WAI- uagh- Not so mobile...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 90 / 120 Team Red Hoo- haa- geez, kinda cold out here... While it was pretty fun at first, the cold was getting to Schilva as he ran around in the snow with the freezing wind battering him in the face the entire time. It didn't...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 90 / 120 Team Red When offered a position at the front with the expectation for him to keep up his good work, Schilva stifled his confident snicker and bristled with satisfaction. Knew you'd come round to it. Alright then...

Don't underestimate me, ya hear? I'll weather anything, sleet or blizzard or shine, just you wait and see! The proud swordsman puffs his chest out, unaware that the critters that he had caught earlier had already slipped out and escaped into the Zalra wilderness. This will surely have an effect...