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    The Illya-id

    Illya Aoshara
    Illya Aoshara

    Player 
    Lineage : Feeling Empty
    Position : None
    Posts : 77
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 1,200

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Poison Dragon Slayer
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Illya Aoshara on 8th June 2020, 7:25 pm

    And so it began, as the legs of a shaken individual would come across the windswept, rocky masses of Amber Island fresh from a portal leading back home. Illya would have been eager to finally join a legal guild and begin her time of service with her closest companion at her side, but the fates had conspired against such events happening, at least in this timeline. Illya would stand alone on the first stop of her tour through the land which Dies Irae had claimed control over after it was so haphazardly thrown away. While one might assume that the ideal candidate for being among the newest in the guild would be a heroic man or woman, bravely applying for any kind of mission that might have been thought of as possible, Illya was unfortunately most unfit for such comparisons. Instead of a well dressed woman coming in fresh from a recent adventurer, the pink haired woman would waltz onto the brown island in her usual garb from her home in Magnolia where she had worked as a waitress for. A uniform complete with white blouse, navy blue jacket, a tie, black leggings and worn shoes. An adventurer she was not, but a servant ready to field an order for dinner? Illya was rocking that look hard.

    "Ah-I can do it...Just like Catty would have done." Her hands trembled near her chest, nerves. Her ever present anxiety was just making the newcomer experience icing on the cake. How she missed Catalina. A part of her prayed that she would looked to her side one day and find that her childhood friend would reappear by her side with that familiar smile on her face. Their hands would lock together and she'd lead the nervous wreck to glory alongside herself, becoming heroes of the world and renown by all whom they'd allow to bask in their glory. But such fantasies held their sway over the girl for now at least. They had come originally to begin as a pair rolling up the ranks, yes, but now Illya had come for help with another issue entirely.

    One that she would only entrust to people she knew would believe her.

    Even just explaining it was asinine enough to make people classify her as some type of lunatic ready to be put back into an asylum. Few people would even let her go in depth about the topic, let alone keep her welcome in their store or business. A lot of bridges had been burned that way though she didn't want to mull about in that mindset too long. She'd just find help elsewhere. "Right. You can do this, Illy. Just...one step at a time." The woman took a deep breath and would take a step forward from her starting position. A fine start but hardly any of praise. Her journey continued onward while she traveled from Amber Port into the heart of the island, where Dies Irae lied. Once on the footsteps to the guild Illya stepped inside after knocking upon the door and heard it close behind her. "H-Hi. Is this Dies Irae?"

    TWC: 520


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    Illya Pegasus
    Illya Pegasus

    Player 
    Lineage : Graceful Siren
    Position : None
    Posts : 157
    Guild : Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 14,044

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Sound God Slayer (WIP)
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Illya Pegasus on 8th June 2020, 9:29 pm

    STATS & SUMMARY
    HP400/400
    MP400/400
    Speed40m/s
    Strength40
    (Melee Damage)
    SP1
    (Spell Power Multiplier)

    ITEMS ON HAND
    N/A

    SPELLS USED
    N/A

    COMBAT SUMMARY
    Damage Taken:N/A
    Healing:N/A
    MP Used:N/A
    Buffs:N/A
    Other Notes:N/A
    ~







    Since the boom in popularity, whenever Illya had a free moment, she spent it on Lacbook. She wanted to get her fame up, and she still was in the process of getting her house in Magnolia back. Apparently the landlord had seized the property after a month living at Dies Irae, and now there was so much legal work to take care of. Illya accepted it nonetheless. It was boring, but it was work she had to do and work she knew how to do anyways, so she did it.

    Her organized day began to tick down in its free time when the faintest of voices burst through the white noise. It was an unfamiliar voice, which meant a newbie! Illya always loved greeting new people, and to this end, she leaped out of her bed, setting her iLac down on the dresser besides her and rushing off towards the front door. She made sure that she was dressed to impress in her finest Dies Irae uniform, which she always styled to look as fabulous as possible. Perhaps it would not look as good as Miss - Commander! It's Commander! You worked on this, Illya! - West, but it was a start. After all, few could match the beauty the Commander had, so Illya thought.

    Peeking her head around a corner a ways down the hall, Illya would see it: the bearer of the new voice. A girl with short, pink hair, though not as pink as Illya's, was standing nervously at the imposing, closed doors of the great hall of Dies Irae. "Hiya! Sorry about the delay, but yep! This is Dies Irae! I'm Illya, and it maaaaay not seem like it, but I'm an officer here! Hopefully in a bit we can get either one of the Ambassadors or the Commander over here, but until then I'll be glad to introduce you as best as I can! I mean, it's really all I'm good at, since I'm still not nearly as good with magic as some of the other people here but that's really neither here nor there, what matters is that I've been here a decently long time, or at least long enough to finally know my way around here. Trust me, it's really not that difficult to find what you're looking for around here, whether it's within the hall here or around the island. I mean, the island's really.... uh... island-y, so just walking around the coastline will eventually get you somewhere familiar, I'm sure! The hall here is a little bit more difficult to find your way around, but even then it takes, like, a few days at most to really make your way around here. Plus, if you're ever lost, you can just ask someone, or just ask the air. I'll be sure to be on the listen for if anyone calls out! That is, if I'm here, I suppose. Sometimes I might be on a job. Or at work. Or idoling. Or really a bunch of stuff, but if I'm here, just call out and I'll be sure to come running! Don't worry about where you are, 'cuz I'll be able to hear and-" she gasped at a sudden realization. "Oh my gosh, I'm sooooooooo sorry! I haven't even asked your name! As I said, I'm Illya, but what about you? What's your name?

    WC: 0561 | TWC: 0561



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    The Illya-id Illyapegasussig
    Johann
    Johann

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    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : God of Justice
    Posts : 9152
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 29
    Experience : 2,670,095
    Brownie Points : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 12th June 2020, 10:44 am

    The Illya-id ZhCAjlE

    The Ambassador suppressed the urge to sigh, hearing the cascade of words echo through the hall from afar, wondering if this display of chatterbox-like qualities would be unending. Originally, the man had gotten dressed and ready, clad in a black uniform plus coat, his usual and preferred outfit when appearing as one of the two Guild Masters, leaving his apartment on the first floor of the palace-like Guild Hall with a concrete destination in mind, this being the guild's Mess Hall specifically, a certain craving for Earl Grey tea driving Johann through the halls of white granite and marble, from the West Wing of Dies Irae's hall to the East Wing. Of course, this meant that he had to pass through the Throne Room, the entrance hall of the guild, where he would perceive something that, among the members of the guild, had become simultaneously notorious and infamous at the same time. Illya Pegasus, or rather, her long, and as usual, rather drawn-out monologue. The Ambassador wished, hoped that she would, over the course of her employment as a soldier of Dies Irae, acquire a certain self-discipline and keep her conversations professional, though the much-desired change had thus far failed to arrive. The silver-haired Ambassador, the messy strands currently tucked underneath the black, military-style hat on his head in an attempt to hide them from the public eye, couldn't help but wonder what the cause for the girl's monologue was, though, shooting a curious look over as soon as he had entered the Throne Hall.

    He would spot not only the officer, but also a young, short woman, perhaps in her early twenties, standing there by the entrance. Of course, Illya had jumped on the opportunity to ... "welcome" the girl to the Guild Hall in her own eccentric way. Perhaps too eccentric, Johann instinctively thinking about ways to try and save the impression the newcomer would have of the guild. Whether this was her first impression, he did not know, though if it was, it would make his endeavor all the more important. Hurried, but not ungraceful steps would swiftly carry him over to the entrance, the man clearing his throat in order to try and draw Illya's attention away from the girl, hopefully rendering her somewhat less excited. "Good morning, Miss Pegasus. I see that the time of day has no influence on your capacities for interaction, but ... please, one thing at a time", the man tried to explain somewhat subtly with Illya. He hadn't heard what exactly she had said, but he could imagine that, within her flood of words, a circumstance that may or may not intimidate any new arrival, especially those who couldn't help some feeling of nervousness, information was easily lost or improperly conveyed.

    He hoped that, at least, Illya wouldn't begin a new monologue now that he was here, and if she did, he would simply ignore her, his attention drifting from the officer of Dies Irae to the pink-haired girl, a friendly, warm smile lifting one of the corners of his mouth upwards. "You'll have to excuse Miss Pegasus, she is ... rather fond of conversation, it seems. Anyway-", the silver-haired man paused briefly, giving the girl a short look-over before continuing, "-I don't believe we have met before. My name is Ambassador Johann von Weiss. I am one of the two Guild Masters of Dies Irae. I don't know if Miss Pegasus has asked for your name yet, so who might you be, and of course, what business brings you to the guild?", the man would inquire curiously, waiting for the woman's answer.



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    The Illya-id Johannsiggies
    Illya Aoshara
    Illya Aoshara

    Player 
    Lineage : Feeling Empty
    Position : None
    Posts : 77
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 1,200

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Poison Dragon Slayer
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Illya Aoshara on 16th June 2020, 12:18 am

    Her entrance was not to go unnoticed in the halls of this great guild. This realization brought a sense of relief to the quaking woman as she possessed the confidence and sturdiness of a sheet of wet paper. The lavender eyes hidden behind the veil of pink hair gazed out towards the other woman whom had found her standing her with her question. Now if you were to come close, maybe she'd notice the height difference between them, with this newest potential recruit just barely pushing past the 5'1" mark in full. Her neck was craned up to even make eye contact with Illya while that familiar twinging sensation brought forth by stretching her neck so often was brought to life. A hand idly rubbed at the area to relieve some of this stress that was to be pushed against it. Illya confirmed that she had come to the right place to find the legal guild of Dies Irae as the other woman herself would force a pleased smile. One which was hiding a good amount of uncertainty behind it. "Oh, perfect! Ah-I..." she trailed off while the other woman wouldn't even let her get a chance to speak. She babbled on what that bright and cheery smile while all Illya could do was to look on and simply wait for a chance to get a word in edgewise. By the ten second mark, she had begun to worry that Illya's windpipes were an enigma too themselves, never stopping once to breath or even rest.

    But it was cute in a sort of way. It reminded her of how Catty used to do the same way when something had taken her interest, mainly historical topics. Once you got that girl rolling about ancient civilizations, she was likely to talk your ear off until you or something else stopped her. Sure, Illya's introduction was long-winded, but the newbie learned some valuable information: this was one of the higher ups here, an Ambassador even. Once might wonder what kind of ambassador would struggle to conserve their words when meeting with people, but it was the kind of office politics which had eluded her. Being such a high rank had to be good for something other than babbling on. So the smaller woman waited her turn patiently without interrupting or calling attention away from whatever the Ambassador would be talking about. Yep, just sitting here...waiting. By the second paragraph itself, her brain had shut itself off while the inner recesses of her mind allowed themselves to run free and escape the confines of her noggin. Just pure white noise all around. A rather intimidated expression painted itself on the girl's face while their eyes intertwined with one another.

    By some stroke of mercy, another person would approach them and pull her out of this little daydream. This one was a man, well dressed and sauce as all hell. His silver hair cut short and tidy, it made the girl herself question whether or not he would have been a pretty cool knight here. She hadn't known his rank, or if he was a subordinate to Illya here, but at least he didn't seem like the same type to keep babbling on about every intricate detail about how the floor was here. After he managed to make her stop, the younger girl seemed a bit frazzled at being pulled back to reality under the guise of a chance to speak. She held her hands forward, worried that Illya being forced to stop was somehow because of her. "No, no! It's okay. You remind me somebody I know is all. Pl-Plus, it's kind of cute...So, um, feel free to vent?" she laughed nervously before then moving to more serious matters. "Ah, anyway, I wished to join, being a new recruit all the way from Magnolia. Sorry, I just came from work as a waitress is all. I-I've just always wanted to be a mage with somebody. Oh, and my name is Illya as well. A funny coincidence, yes?" she offered the man, offering the both of them a spirited bow to show her excitement at the opportunity here. If either were keen enough, they might be able to see the blue markings on her cheeks from her magic, peaking out ever so slightly but not obvious.

    "It's an honor to meet you, Sir Weiss and Miss Pegasus. I promise that if you give me the chance, I'll go above and beyond of what to do as a part of Does Irae. But there is another reason. One I don't know if you could help me with..."

    TWC: 520 + 771 = 1291


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    Illya Pegasus
    Illya Pegasus

    Player 
    Lineage : Graceful Siren
    Position : None
    Posts : 157
    Guild : Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 14,044

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Sound God Slayer (WIP)
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Illya Pegasus on 21st June 2020, 12:54 pm

    STATS & SUMMARY
    HP400/400
    MP400/400
    Speed40m/s
    Strength40
    (Melee Damage)
    SP1
    (Spell Power Multiplier)

    ITEMS ON HAND
    N/A

    SPELLS USED
    N/A

    COMBAT SUMMARY
    Damage Taken:N/A
    Healing:N/A
    MP Used:N/A
    Buffs:N/A
    Other Notes:N/A
    ~







    The sudden burst of joy that Illya felt at this new recruit was palpable. "Oh my gosh, we're sooooo similar! I'm also from Magnolia, and I also worked as a waitress for a while! Guess we just must never have worked at the same restaurants or something. But Magnolia is such a great town, isn't it? I just love how it is!" A realization burst forth into her mind. "O-oh, but Amber Island is great too, Ambassador von Weiss! Just... well, I'm sure you know how it is with people being more fond of their homes, you know?" A smile rose to her face as the other Illya continued her speaking. "Honestly, don't worry about trying to do things right away here! I mean, it certainly took me a bit of time to get used to everything here. i mean, before I joined up here I could barely use magic and now... well, I'm still not great at it, but everyone here is a great teacher, especially the Ambassadors and Miss West!" Something sat in her mind for a moment. Something felt wrong about what she said. "Ahh! Sorry, Commander West! Please don't tell her that I slipped up on that one, Mist- no, wait, Ambassador von Weiss!"

    Illya slapped her cheeks lightly, trying her best to refocus on the matters at hand. "Right! Anyways, I don't really know what you exactly need help with, but I would be glad to help in whatever ways that I can! Always good to help out another Illya from Magnolia, right? Oh, but Ambassador von Weiss is probably better at doing this kinda stuff than I am, so... well, either way, I'd be glad to help you out with anything you need! Ooh, and I'm curious, what kind of magic do you use? I'm sure we'll have someone around here that can help you out with training if that's what you want, but then again I don't want to assume and-" Her voice trailed for a moment. "Well, I'll let the Ambassador speak more about all of this stuff." She smiled and bowed, taking a step back for Ambassador von Weiss to hopefully be more coherent with words and organization than Illya was.

    WC: 0370 | TWC: 0931



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    The Illya-id Illyapegasussig
    Johann
    Johann

    Administrator- Moderator- Developer/GFX Artist- Main Account- Mythical VIP Status- Demon VIP Status- God VIP Status- Dragon VIP Status- Knight VIP Status- Regular VIP Status- VIP- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- God Of Ishval- Ten Wizard Saint Member- Guild Master- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Legal Guild Ace- Neutral Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Eevee- EXP Grinder- Jewel Grinder- Job Creator- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- The Completionist- Guild Creator- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Buddy Buddy- Obligatory Beach Episode- Shipped- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Dank Memer- Fan Artist- Taskmaster- Halloween gfx'ers- Halloween Social- Halloween job event participant - Fan Art Contest Participant- Haiku Contest Participant- Lineage Making Contest Participant- Richie Rich- Rich- Veteran Level 6- Veteran Level 5- Veteran Level 4- Veteran Level 3- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Supreme Grand Master [5000]- Grand Master [2000]- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 3rd Place Event/Contest Winner- Christmas Event Winner- X-Mas Event Participant- Advertisement Achievement Badge- Tournament Participation Badge- Cookie Achievement- Cupcake Achievement- Rainbow Hero- Summer Special Tier 4- Summer Special Tier 3- Summer Special Tier 2- Summer Special Tier 1- Summer Special Donor- Summer Special Participant- 1 Year Anniversary- Player-
    Lineage : Herald of Destruction
    Position : God of Justice
    Posts : 9152
    Guild : Dies Irae - GM
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 29
    Experience : 2,670,095
    Brownie Points : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Saga of War - Ragnarök
    Second Magic: Consecration of War - Einherjar
    Third Magic: Maledict of War - Berserkir

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    Post by Johann on 22nd June 2020, 6:17 am

    The Illya-id ZhCAjlE

    "Illya, hm?", the man commented off-handedly, silently thinking about the coincidence that this girl carried the same name as the never-silent Officer of Dies Irae. Johann wanted to take the word once more, but it seemed that he hadn't been fast enough, Illya Pegasus, the ... other of the two Illya's continuing her gleeful and seemingly unending chatter. Johann noted that this would get confusing rather quickly, with two Illyas now standing before him. He'd have to inquire for about a last name to distinguish between the two. For now, though, he was stuck with enduring Miss Pegasus's perpetual stream of words, most of which carried no meaning other than a surface-level, trivial conversation that could've been entirely disregarded, not to mention that she seemingly insulted his home. "I hate to interrupt, but I don't think this is the time to exchange life stories, Miss Pegasus", he would comment swiftly, but it appeared as if the girl took little more than a vague note of the comment, the Ambassador raising a hand and pinching the bridge of his nose. The silver-haired man didn't know if he could even get migraines, but if he could, this would be sure to cause one. Being honest with himself, he would rather not find out at all.

    The officer brought up a few noteworthy points, though. Johann cleared his throat, seemingly causing Illya Pegasus's attention to shift to the man and, finally, stop her monologue. Johann sighed. "As Miss Pegasus said-", the Ambassador would glance at the Officer before continuing, "-Dies Irae is an institution that, by design, helps mages grow as individuals and makes sure that everyone obtains their own goal, at least in regards to their magical abilities. As for personal goals, I am certain that the guild can provide helpful means and other avenues of assistance, should you require it. This, however, brings me to two points".

    Johann paused briefly, unlike the pink-haired Officer, making sure to take the occasional breath during speech. "Or rather, two questions I have for you: If you wish to join Dies Irae, I assume that you are familiar with what the guild does, and, by extension, our rules, laws, and goals?".

    "Further-", the man would continue, recalling what the newcomer had said, "-you mentioned that the guild could help you with something. As Miss Pegasus has said, Officers like her, and I am sure other Soldiers and Neophytes as well, would be eager to assist you in your endeavor. Just to be sure, though, what is it that the guild could help you with?", the Ambassador asked in usual, ever-curious fashion. The new arrival to the guild had brought this point up herself, meaning that, undoubtedly, it was something important, and if it was at all connected to Dies Irae, or if they could be of assistance, he would prefer to be informed. As Ambassador, it was, after all, more or less his job to inform himself about the people he employed. Dies Irae was, on some level, apart from its side as a guild and a business, also an organization that was associated with heavy ideological and philosophical prospects. Of course, the Ambassador had to find out if potential candidates were compatible with the guild's ideology first.

    He just hoped that the Officer of the guild would keep quiet long enough for the newer Illya to formulate a coherent response.



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    Personal Word Count Total: 1,169
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    The Illya-id Johannsiggies
    Illya Aoshara
    Illya Aoshara

    Player 
    Lineage : Feeling Empty
    Position : None
    Posts : 77
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 1,200

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Poison Dragon Slayer
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Illya Aoshara on 28th June 2020, 12:11 am

    The second Illya would allow the first to talk her ear off, occasionally shooting glances towards the only other member who was present that she could seek solace in. Moments of expressions asking about how common this was came with such glances towards von Weiss before the girl's attention returned to the fellow pink haired woman ranting in front of her. Every so often, Illya threw in a response of her own, commonly a "y-yes..." or a "mm..." or one of her other rather lackluster attempts at breaking this woman's record of talking without stopping for a breath. One thing of note that did take her interest was the mention of another person, a Commander West. The importance came in the form of Illya forgetting her title and correcting herself by mistake. It was either a slip of the tongue or something that had repeatedly been drilled into her brain one way or another. While of note, it only made the newcomer ponder if she was as talkative as this version of herself, or if she was as stoic and unflinching as Ambassador Von Weiss. Speaking of which, her eyes traveled over towards the white haired man standing over her and had to remind herself not to scream out loud. Only internally. He spoke more calmly and seemed to take breaths in between every sentence or so like a normal person, though his question was clear as day. Whether or not if she understood the functions and workings of Dies Irae and knowing these, if she still wished to join. Illya nodded her head in agreement, fully aware of the consequences and expectations that her words would give way to.

    "Y-Yes, I'm aware, sir. It's been my dream to serve with the be-best mages and fight back against anybody who would threaten the peace of Earthland. S-So I willfully accept what I'm stepping into..."

    The second question was pointed at Illya while she remained silent for a moment or so. A look of conflict remained painted on her face. Could she even say such heresy here without receiving any kind of dismissal from it? The situation was rather...fantasy-like to even begin describing, but this would be among the last few places to look for answers. Illya's eyes darted from Ambassador von Weiss to Miss Pegasus for a rotation or three while her hands trembled in anxiety. Would they believe her? It was a pretty vast and strange world that they all lived in, so maybe one of them would give her an inch of plausibility to her tale. The girl's lips trembled in a troubled pout before opening to speak. "B-But about the second thing. I-It's really... I know it'll sound weird, and everybody I've ever gone to has just pushed me away, b-but I swear I'm telling the truth. So please..." A pregnant pause came through the air before the second Illya continued. "I'm n-not Illya. At least, not technically. It's very hard to explain, but my name's actually..." She focused hard on the name that she had kept in her mind for so long, determined to push it through whatever. The word cycled through her head, and she willed it out with a mighty, "Illya." Just like every other time, she had her confidence waiver out and murmured to herself once more, upset at her lack of ability to correctly give her name. "Ah-I can't say it. It always comes out as hers, m-my friend. Illya was...she looked like this." The girl gestured to herself, using her fluid motion to adjust her glasses which sat atop the bridge of her nose without restraint. "We wanted to be mages together. Become the best ones ever and everything. Childish, but we sorta grew up close. It was like our dream job. B-But we went to go on a simple mission and I remember getting really h-hurt. Bed ridden for a long time. I r-remember going to bed one night and then waking up a week later. I wasn't sick anymore, b-but I caught my reflection in the mirror and..." she trailed off, beginning to close off that opening into her life she had let through just partially.

    "I know it sounds like I'm crazy, but I swear I'm telling the truth. I've told a lot of people back home, but they just keep calling me Illya. I tried t-to even ask about me without the name, b-but nobody even remembers me. No room at home, no records, i-it's like I've disappeared..."

    TWC: 520 + 771 + 751 = 2042


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    The Illya-id 5kxIQ3p
    Illya Pegasus
    Illya Pegasus

    Player 
    Lineage : Graceful Siren
    Position : None
    Posts : 157
    Guild : Dies Irae
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 14,044

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Sound God Slayer (WIP)
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Illya Pegasus on 1st July 2020, 12:24 pm

    STATS & SUMMARY
    HP400/400
    MP400/400
    Speed40m/s
    Strength40
    (Melee Damage)
    SP1
    (Spell Power Multiplier)

    ITEMS ON HAND
    N/A

    SPELLS USED
    N/A

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    Illya tilted her head in an intrigued confusion, much as a dog would do. "So, you're not actually Illya? Rather, your friend was Illya, and then you just kinda... took her name?" Illya smiled, hugging the girl who was barely shorter than herself. "It's okay, take your time to come to terms with everything. I don't really know what's going on, but if you ever need someone to talk to, you always have your big sis Illya to help the little sis Illya!" She rubbed the top of the other Illya's head playfully. "All of that is really weird, though. Whoever you were in the past just... doesn't exist anymore? Even turning into your friend, and that friend just stopped existing?"

    She released the hug and placed a hand against her chin, deep in thought. After a few seconds, she broke out into a smirk as she whipped out a hat and magnifying glass from seemingly nowhere, though they were things that she merely had prepared for an acting role she was training for before rushing to meet her fellow Illya. "Detective Illya Pegasus, Officer of Dies Irae, is on the case!" She joked, playfully pointing a finger gun at the other Illya. She giggled. "Well, I'm not actually a detective, but I'll do whatever I can to help you out! Us Illyas gotta look out for each other, even if you're not actually an Illya. While you're here, I'm gonna make sure that you're the best person that you can be, and I'm gonna help you out every step of the way! Well, if you want, of course. And if Ambassador von Weiss allows it... or Ambassador Sivvy... ooh, but maybe Commander West might have a problem with it? I mean, she's a great person, she just doesn't seem to like me. Never really figured out why. Just something that slips past the mind, you know? I mean, I don't think I did anything to wrong her. Well, aside from the hiccups with proper titles and all that, but I think that's mostly cleared up, right, Ambassador? Right! I'm in no position to say anything against her, I mean she's really strong and powerful and knows what she's doing, but I just think it's a little unfair to always be picking on me. I don't ever see her as stern with anyone else! Well, maybe that's just because I focus more when it's on myself... Huh. Maybe that's just the case..."

    Illya continued to muse to herself as the Ambassador and her fellow Illya would likely continue their conversation, Pegasus having completely faded them out of her mind as she rambled on aloud.

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    Post by Johann on 2nd July 2020, 5:47 pm


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    "Very good. I'm glad that I need not explain the guild and its goals, in that case. I'm certain that you will make a fine addition to Dies Irae, in that case, Illya. As for Miss Pegasus ...", Johann would begin his reply to the newcomer's response to his questions before trailing off, not failing to notice the implication that was aimed at the other Illya, "... please don't pay her too much mind. She's eccentric, but she's good-natured and genuinely wants to help people, that I am certain of. If you don't mind it, you'll get used to her ... eventually". Of course, the Ambassador wasn't entirely sure of Pegasus's true convictions, but she was not incapable or incompetent by any means. He believed in the girl, just as much as he would believe in any other of his Soldiers. Without belief, after all, what would be the point of trying to become a better person, trying to make the world a better place?

    Well, so much for the man's first question, and with that answered, the newcomer would move on to the Ambassador's second question, something that, in honesty, invoked more curiosity in the Ambassador than the previous one, and as such, the man would listen intently as Illya spoke and explained her situation, the occasional nod affirming that he was following. Well, at least, on a surface level, he was. He acknowledged what Illya had to say, though the situation she presented was abstract, to say the least. "Hmm ...", the man would hum inwardly, his brows inching closer together ever so slightly. He had to be honest with the girl, and so would try to gather his wits to formulate an appropriate response to her. "To be truthful, Illya, the situation you describe seems ... complicated, to say the least. I do not wish to doubt that events have transpired as you describe, but I do not know of any precedent that I could compare to the circumstances that have befallen you". Of course, that wasn't all the silver-haired man had to say. Johann, though not entirely the same, could empathize with Illya's situation. While the Ambassador had not lost a friend, and people still clearly remembered him, he had lost his original body to Mars, with whom he now shared this body, their "vessel", as the creature that lived alongside him called it. Thus, the man wouldn't doubt for one moment that Illya was speaking the truth. He assumed her story to be entirely within the realm of the possible, given what had happened to him.

    "Though, unprecedented or not, I do not believe that you are crazy, or whatever else you may think. This world is a strange one, indeed, and I have seen and experienced strange things, most of which I have yet to, and will likely never, understand. Whatever the case may be, Illya-", the man would pause to try and find her gaze, an earnest, but somewhat solemn expression on his face, "-I will do my best to assist you in uncovering the mystery behind the circumstances that have befallen you if you so wish. You have my word". It didn't seem like the Officer beside him was quite of the same attitude, however, Miss Pegasus, to differentiate between the two, appearing to be more ... physical in the sense of comfort she apparently wished to instill. Not only that, the woman would also produce exaggerated props to underline her words. Johann took a deep breath, shooting her a look that, in effect, seemed to try and convey something along the lines of "are you actually serious?". The man cleared his throat, confused, but stern eyes falling on the Officer. "Ahem, Miss Pegasus. Might I remind you that this is not the time to-". He stopped himself, realizing that Pegasus wasn't listening to him anyway, instead, with a sigh, opting to ignore her.

    "Either way, if that is all, and you have no more questions, Illya-", the man would reach into one of the pockets of his coat and produce a corked glass vial, filled to the brim with a sanguine liquid, "-I believe it is time to initiate you as a member of Dies Irae, should you still wish to join. Everything else we can work out later, in an environment that is a little more ... quiet". He would speak the last part while shooting a glancing look at the Officer, who seemed lost in her ever-continuous babble, though would quickly turn his head towards the newcomer to listen and respond to any other point she may want to bring up.



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    Illya Aoshara
    Illya Aoshara

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    Post by Illya Aoshara on 6th July 2020, 11:59 pm

    Illya nodded her head in response to the other woman's question. "Y-Yeah. Sorta, I guess. I just sorta...went." she answered before she felt the warm embrace of the just barely taller Illya's arms coil around her in a warm embrace. Ambassador von Weiss would give another brief rundown on Miss Pegasus that was more than enough to get a pretty good picture of the woman, if it wasn't as obvious as an explosion of confetti in a quiet country town. Illya felt her faced be pushed into the second Illya's body as darken fabrics burrowed her face partially. As if to prove a variable point of reference for the rampaging storm of babbling that was Miss Pegasus. With a fanciful twirl of the finger and a flick of the wrist, the taller Illya would pull out a detective looking hat and a magnifying glass to fit the description of one of those mystery novels that were all the rage back home in Magnolia. She blinked in pure surprise, as if the woman had just rambled her ear off about every single digital of the pi equation before her, but would stifle a laugh to herself. After a moment or so, Illya finally would let out a gleeful giggle to her new superior's little act before her. It was somewhat high pitched for her voice but both people present in the meeting hall with her could tell from the look on her face that it had been quite some time since a smile had graced her usually unnaturally anxious face.

    The way both had seemed to trust her, finally, after what felt like years of explaining who she was to anybody who would give her the time of day felt like the greatest breath of life into the girl's step. Illya might feel the girl in her hands beginning to quiver a small amount, as she let out a soft whine while her glasses slid down the brink of her nose. "R-Really?" she asked both, as lavender colored eyes glanced back and forth between the man and woman whom had both agreed to assist her in what for all they knew, could just be a farce in itself. Yet they each just simply offered nothing but acceptance and confidence in finding a solution to her issue. To say Illya was overcome with emotional she couldn't contain would be an understatement. Even the woman offered to help her become "the best Illya she could be." Tears would drop onto the floor while the girl reached up to gently wipe her eyes from the tears beginning to flow from them. The smaller Illya would look up at her taller counterpart and hug her again, squeezing with all the might and force of a five foot tall shrimp could manage. "Oh, thank you! Thank you both! It-It's been so long since somebody listened to me. I was actually starting to think I was..." she trailed off but shook her head and turned back to Ambassador von Weiss while her would take out a bottle from his coat pocket. A bottle filled with a dark crimson liquid whose contents stirred around the interior. She had never taken a drink of anything before in her life, being so vanilla that she might as well just come without the tin of ice cream she had been put in. But she didn't wish to insult von Weiss in his own home, and would nod in agreement.

    "I agree. Thank you for agreeing to help. I want to be the best I can for Dies Irae, a-and Illya too..."

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    Illya Pegasus
    Illya Pegasus

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    Post by Illya Pegasus on 3rd September 2020, 4:56 pm

    STATS & SUMMARY
    HP400/400
    MP400/400
    Speed40m/s
    Strength40
    (Melee Damage)
    SP1
    (Spell Power Multiplier)

    ITEMS ON HAND
    N/A

    SPELLS USED
    N/A

    COMBAT SUMMARY
    Damage Taken:N/A
    Healing:N/A
    MP Used:N/A
    Buffs:N/A
    Other Notes:N/A
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    Illya's attention was dragged back into the reality of the situation as she heard the little Illya let out a little giggle. The snap back to reality saw her see her superior's look of... disappointment? Exasperation? Whatever the look was, she was quickly interrupted by the smaller Illya giving her a hug, saying some thanks to her as the little one squeezed tight.

    "Hey, don't worry about it, Li'l Illya!" she chirped. She looked around the room for a bit, reading what happened while her mind escaped her and seeing Ambassador von Weiss have a vial of liquid with him. "Oh! You're getting ready for getting officially entered into the guild? I know Ambassador von Weiss is more than capable of taking care of everything by himself, but if you want me to help oversee things, I'd be more than glad to watch!" She gasped in a bit of shock. "Wait, no, I didn't mean it like that, Ambassador von Weiss! I know you don't really need me around for anything and I'd honestly probably just get in the way of everything, I mean I don't really do too much around here or really know how to do much, but maybe you can use this as a way to teach me things about how Dies Irae works, just in case you think I should ever become a commander or something! I-I didn't mean like replacing Miss We- Commander West! but just, like, in case you want another commander under rank. I'm probably not even the best officer or anything, but I'm willing to learn! You even said that I have potential! At least, I think that was what you were saying. That's what I took from your words, at least, though really super sorry if that's not what you meant by what you were saying before about... well, whatever it was!"

    She sighed and patted her fellow Illya atop her head. "Don't worry, I'm gonna be here for you as long as I can! Even if I get promoted up the ranks by Ambassador von Weiss or Ambassador Sivvy or whoever, I'll still be around to make sure that us fellow Illyas can stick together! I can show you around the island - Commander West's disciplinary actions towards me have made me really acquainted with the whole island itself - or around the guild hall, maybe introduce you to some people or stuff like that, honestly whatever you want me to do! W-Within what the Ambassadors or Commander West say I'm allowed to do, of course. I'm not nearly as important as any of them, so listen to them first! Anyways, I'm so glad to have another Illya in Dies Irae, and even more glad that it's someone like you!"

    Illya reciprocated the hug, squeezing the slightly shorter Illya almost as tightly as she herself was squeezed, hoping that Ambassador von Weiss was not too adverse to Illya's  particular brand of showing appreciation towards others. Maybe he could use a hug, too? Illya would have to see about that some time.
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    Post by Johann on 5th September 2020, 3:52 am


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    The Ambassador would raise an eyebrow, Illya Pegasus' substanceless ramblings, as it was so often the case, not necessarily painting a clear picture. Did the girl really hold the desire to become a Commander of the guild, to climb the ranks of Dies Irae further? Well, while she certainly didn't lack enthusiasm, the girl was ... eccentric to the brim, to say the least, and while he was alright with Illya Pegasus being granted the opportunity to prove herself as an Officer, the step up to Commander was a world's difference. He expected more, but he didn't necessarily want to be blatant about it. "Perhaps ... in due time, and with due experience", he would imply in somewhat curtly, but also in what he felt like was a fair way, and while dismissing her was not his intent, this moment was not about Miss Pegasus, but rather, the newcomer.

    "In that case, I officially initiate you to Dies Irae as one of our Neophytes, Miss Aoshara". With those words, the silver-haired Ambassador of the guild would uncork the vial with a characteristic plop, the liquid, however, reacting not as any other, normal liquid would. With the fluid motion of his hand, the red substance would follow the man's movement, floating through the air in a string of sanguine hues before coalescing into a sphere before him, remaining suspended in the air and jerking from side to side briefly, as if sentiently scanning the room for something. A few seconds later, it seemed like the magical liquid had found what it had been looking for, gently floating towards the newcomer and seeking out the nearest patch of exposed skin, if she allowed it, of course. Once making contact with her skin, it would appear as if the liquid would be absorbed entirely within in an instant, reacting to her instinctual wishes and rushing across her body towards the spot where she wanted her guild mark to be placed, and, of course, once there, would shape itself into the distinct red cross that served as the guild's emblem before changing color to the hues of her desire. "Welcome to the guild, Neophyte", the man would cork the now-empty vial with a solemn tone and a light, friendly smile. "I hope that we can be of service to you just as much as you can be of service to the guild".

    "Oh, and one more thing-", the man would follow up swiftly, reaching into another one of his pockets and producing a small key, a metallic plaque that bore a number attached to it. "As a Neophyte, you will be assigned your own room in the West Wing of the guild hall, where you will find our living quarters. It's equipped with all modern amenities, should you wish to make use of it. The East Wing-", the man would gesture to the opposing side of the throne room towards a wide hallway, "-is where you will find the guild's offices, library, and mess hall. Drinks and meals are free for members of the guild".

    The man would lower his arm, turning slightly in the direction of the hallway he had just gestured towards. "Unless you have more immediate questions, I think that should conclude it, for the time being, at least. Make sure to take your time and settle in, meet some of your fellow members of the guild. Perhaps Miss Pegasus can assist you in that regard. If you should have questions in general, you can find me in my office, which is located in the East Wing itself. Once more, Welcome to Dies Irae, Miss Aoshara".



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