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RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Tenshi Kuonji - 12-21-2024
@TheKusari sorry my dear i am not bringing a sanction to dispute i am telling the tales, stop editing my posts when i am telling tales, i dont wanna open a sanction thing from more than 2 years ago, but nothing prevent it to be bring it to the tales ... Of this post
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - L1ght - 12-21-2024
(12-19-2024, 04:36 AM)Tenshi Kuonji Wrote:(12-16-2024, 11:54 PM)L1ght Wrote: what
You actually are "Famous" by having already a place on my signature ... still, how is the user world? calmy? relaxed? huh?
I think you got better relaxed from all the horrors, hallows and things said of being admin, by exception of some people, glad see you again on the good side of history at least ...
What?
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Tenshi Kuonji - 01-28-2025
Let's bring ambience to this ... so here is the music cast of today
Code:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2kFGGiO3-VA❄️ [TBH] and DTR-: Masters of the Name Game ❄️
"Snowy whispers and tales of cosmic wit, let's dive into the frosty brilliance of ship names!"
Hello, starry wanderers! ☃️✨
Tenshi here, sipping some snowy tea and grinning like a Cheshire Cat. Today, I bring you tales of [TBH] and DTR-, who’ve painted the cosmos not just with plasma trails but with names that are truly a cosmic masterpiece!
But beware! These names are so clever they might just chill you to the bone...or make you laugh so hard, you’ll need a warm blanket afterward. Shall we dive in? Let’s make snow angels in their ingenuity!
❄️ The Comedic Charm of [TBH] ❄️
| Name | Tenshi’s Snowy Thoughts |
| La.Chancla[TBH] | The flying sandal of doom! This name is a deadly reminder of mama’s discipline—only this time, it’s got thrusters! Beware La.Chancla; it’s here to spank more than space dust! |
| El.Burro[TBH] | The noble donkey trudging through space! It’s stubborn, strong, and might just kick its enemies into the void. Yee-haw~! ? |
| La.Pala[TBH] | The shovel! Used for digging, burying, or perhaps whacking the competition. Practical and spooky—Tenshi approves! |
| El.Pavo.Loco[TBH] | Gobble-gobble! A turkey on a starry rampage. Who knew crazy turkeys were a Corsair specialty? Cluck-tastic! |
| La.Nina[TBH] | A nod to the explorers of old. But in space, you don’t sail waves—you sail ghostly voids. Ooooh! |
❄️ DTR-: Dancing Through Radiance ❄️
| Name | Tenshi’s Wintery Wonder |
| DTR-El..Sosten | Named after the daintiest fabric a ship could wear. A cosmic seductress gliding through the snowy expanse, cloaked in elegance! Scandalous~! |
| DTR-CNS>Snake-Eater | This ship slithers through space with the precision of a serpent...or does it gobble them up? Either way, Tenshi wouldn’t want to be on the menu! ? |
| DTR-Prue'balo | Test it? Taste it? Fly it? Yes! A name that’s as playful as its performance in battle. I’m tempted to take a bite! |
| DTR-CNS>Cangrejo.Rapido | Fast crab or clever crustacean? Either way, it scuttles through snow-covered stars like a champion. Watch out—it pinches! ? |
| DTR-Angelus | A heavenly name for a celestial protector. If this angel’s defending the snowy skies, Tenshi feels very safe! |
❄️ Tenshi’s Frosty Farewell ❄️
Well, snowy adventurers, wasn’t that a tale to tickle your icicles? [TBH] and DTR- have turned the art of naming into a frosty, fantastical experience! Whether it’s chanclas flying, burros braying, or sneaky crabs pinching, their creativity shines like stars in the snowy void.
Until next time, keep naming, keep laughing, and keep the snowflakes sparkling! ❄️
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - HonourWolf - 01-28-2025
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RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Tenshi Kuonji - 01-30-2025
As the blazing red sun rises over the battlefield, only wreckage and laughter remain. Some ships are feared. Some are legendary. And some… well… they make history in ways no one expected. Welcome back to the greatest hall of fame ever built—where names are remembered, mocked, and celebrated all in one breath. This is Part 2, and it's about to get wild!
Code:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYK2ibUpZNU Special Mentions - The TBH & DTR Hall of Fame (Part 2!)
"Because one post wasn’t enough to capture all this glorious chaos!"
Ahoy, cosmic troublemakers!
Tenshi here, twirling a cup of celestial tea, watching the stars… and some ships that definitely shouldn’t be flying in a straight line. Today, we embark on another legendary journey, this time featuring our *favorite* space navigators: [TBH] and DTR-, known for their daring, their fearlessness… and their *unique* ship names!
Brace yourselves! Some of these names will inspire awe. Others will make you wonder if the pilot picked their callsign after losing a bet. Either way, get ready for a **lighthearted** trip through the stars, where plasma trails and questionable decision-making collide!
✨ Now, let’s set our course, thrusters to max, and dive into this beautifully chaotic collection! ✨
TBH - Tortuga's Best Historians
| Ship Name | Briefly Described |
| Barco.Antiguo[TBH] | Ancient wisdom says: "Don’t joust a gunboat." Someone didn't get the memo. (The Ancient Ship. With creaking hulls and ghostly whispers, it’s a vessel from another time, maybe another realm! What secrets does it carry? ?⛴️) |
| El.Cortador[TBH] | A cutter so precise... it cuts straight into an asteroid mid-fight. (The Cutter! Sharp, precise, and merciless, it slices through its enemies like a hot blade through butter. Is that a spectral shimmer on its hull? Maybe! ??) |
| La.Presidencial[TBH] | Commands respect! Also commands a fleet of escape pods. (The Presidential! A ship of great importance... or maybe great irony? When La.Presidencial arrives, you better salute—or face the ghostly consequences!) |
| Spartacus[TBH] | "I am Spartacus!" – Everyone, after watching it explode spectacularly. |
| El.Nacho[TBH] | Crunchy in battle, melts under pressure. Best served with cheese and jalapenos!. (Hee-hee! A ship named after food! But don’t let the playful name fool you. It’s just as fierce as the crunchiest nacho, especially when cornered! ?✨in cheese!) |
| Consuela.Furiosa[TBH] | Furiously sweeping up debris—mostly its own. |
DTR - Desperately Trying (to) Raid
| Ship Name | Briefly Described |
| DTR-Raven's_Claw | Ravens are smart birds. This one... still figuring out how to dodge. (A nod to the Harry Potter universe, evoking the sharpness and cunning of a raven's talons.) |
| DTR-Titania | Majestic, graceful… until the first CD hits. (Drawing from both the planetoid Titania from Starfox and Shakespeare's queen of the fairies in A Midsummer Night's Dream). |
| DTR-CSS>Sed | Sed means "thirst" in Spanish. This ship is *thirsty* for repairs. (A clever nod to the Corsair water scarcity issue on Planet Crete. "Sed" (thirst) hints at both their struggles and their enduring spirit.) |
| DTR-Angelus | Inspired by Ragnarok Online, where "Angelus" is a skill buffing DEF by VIT stats. This name exudes protection, durability, and perhaps a hint of divine guidance. |
| DTR-AvispaBizca | A cross-eyed wasp? Explains those torpedoes hitting *literally nothing*. (Translating to "cross-eyed wasp" in Spanish, this name is comical yet intriguing. Are there really cross-eyed wasps? Either way, it's unique and sure to provoke curiosity.) |
| DTR-CNS>Snake-Eater | Eating snakes? That’s great. Surviving battles? Work in progress. (A Metal Gear Solid 3 reference but with a Kusarian twist. This name is both fearsome and culturally complex, reflecting a hunter in dangerous environments.) |
| DTR-El Chihuahua | Small, loud, and somehow *always* there when you least expect it. (Ambiguous and multi-layered, referencing the Chihuahua dog breed, the Mexican state, or perhaps a mysterious inside joke.) |
| DTR-CNS>SombraMajestica | A majestic shadow... that disappears before the fight is over. (unexpected statement) |
| DTR-CCS>Trabajo.Limpio | Clean work? That wreckage field suggests otherwise. |
| DTR-CNS>El.Feo | The Ugly. We’re talking about the fights, not the ship. (unexpected statement) |
| DTR-CNS>LaTrituradora | The Shredder! Mostly shreds itself, but hey, effort counts. (unexpected statement) |
| DTR-CNS>Gran-Gatita | A big kitty? Maybe in courage. Certainly not in armor. |
| DTR-CNS>Tartarus | The underworld! Also where this ship’s hull integrity is at. |
| DTR-CNS>Kratos | God of War! Just needs a *bit* more practice. |
| DTR-CNS>Aphrodite | Everyone loves this ship—especially enemy gunners. |
| DTR-Chorizo | Delicious. Also, kind of a mess when under fire.(hint at food-related humor or slang if you know what i talk about). |
| DTR-CNS>Pepe.Botella | Named after a legend! Flies like it’s celebrating one too many. (a nickname for King Joseph Bonaparte) |
| DTR-CCS>ElPatoMorado | The Purple Duck? Majestic, loud, occasionally crash-lands. |
| DTR-CNS>GatitoEspinoso | A spiky kitten? More like a stressed-out hairball. |
| DTR-CNS>Santa-Gatita | A saintly kitty! Tries its best. That’s what counts. |
| DTR-CNS>Anne's_Revenge | Revenge is a dish best served… after repairs.(Ah, *Anne's Revenge*! A name straight out of the pirate legends! Blackbeard's ship, feared by many and loved by all who admire chaos on the high seas. But in space? Well, maybe revenge *is* a dish best served... after some *serious* repairs! No one told DTR that “repairing your ship” wasn’t part of the pirate code. ?) |
| DTR-CNS>Santa-Trinidad | A legendary name for a legendary ship…(a legendary spanish galleon if memory don't fail me?) but let’s be real, if history repeats itself, this one's gonna need a few extra lifeboats. |
And that’s a wrap, folks!
Damn, that was a ridiculous amount of ships—seriously, DTR, how do you even keep track of them all?! It took me **ages** to process these names! ¬¬
At this point, I’m convinced they’re trying to fill up the entire game just with their fleet alone... sheer **name domination**. If this keeps up, we'll have **more DTR ships than players online!** ?
Until next time, spacefarers!
May your plasma trails be brighter than ever, your enemies thoroughly confused, and your ship names... maybe a little less outrageous next time.
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Tenshi Kuonji - 02-03-2025
The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Latest Edition!
Greetings, people of this forum!
Today, a short post—I suppose. Heh. While wandering the digital tundra, I stumbled upon a so-called "Gaming Hub", a public Discord server where our fellow member Darius is rallying the troops:
(02-01-2025, 02:42 PM)Darius Wrote: “Howdy fellas,
After quite some time deliberating on whether or not to finally go ahead and do this, I've created a mini-hub of sorts for us former (and current!) Disco players to join up in for future games and past ones - at large to prevent us from flooding other Discord servers with random blurbs about who-knows-what game. Rules are pretty simple - don't be a dick is the summed up version.
As far as the games go, if there's one not already present with a channel there, just poke me and I'll give it a place to hold talks about. Everyone's welcome, and we'll be setting this up as we go forward so it's easy to use.
Invite link for those interested: [Link in Here]”
But let’s be real—what *is* a Gaming Hub?
Is it a magical tavern where gamers gather, swapping tales from all realms? Or just another inn where only certain adventurers get a seat by the fire? Because here’s the twist—when requesting to add three games:
• Genshin Impact? “Nah.” (Apparently, it’s not considered a “real” game.)
• World of Warships? “Maybe… at a later point.”
• Third game? I didn’t even bother asking after that.
Ironic, isn’t it? A “Gaming Hub” deciding what qualifies as a game. RED FLAG!
Allow me to share an ancient, unwritten rule of true Game Hubs:
Quote:1. Any gamer, freak, or geek who enters shall never shame others for their passions, nor declare, “This isn’t a real game.”
Games exist to spark joy, connection, and adventure—whether you’re commanding fleets, climbing cliffs, or tossing digital cabbages.
Interestingly enough, those who adore open-world games often find themselves overshadowed by… gatekeeping. And personally? I’m out.
Straight from the server:
Quote:
Darius: “Genshin Impact is most certainly not getting added; World of Warships, maybe, but at a later point.”
Karmotrine Dreamed: “Sorry, only real games here.”
I thought this was a Game Hub, not a Liking Hub.
But hey—props to @Mort , the lone friendly voice who greeted me. You’re a legend, mate.
Verdict Incoming!
Tenshi, the Arctic Trickster, delivers the final blow:
This so-called “Gaming Hub”? Not getting my recommendation anytime soon. ❌
Because a real hub isn’t a velvet rope club for “approved” games. It’s a galactic crossroads where pixelated wanderers, cosmic conquerors, farming fanatics, and even cabbage-throwers unite. ✨
Games aren’t judged by someone’s taste—they’re defined by the joy they bring.
After all, a game’s a game—no matter the name.
Tenshi, the Arctic Trickster, delivers the final blow:
This so-called “Gaming Hub”? Not getting my recommendation anytime soon. ❌
Because a real hub isn’t a velvet rope club for “approved” games. It’s a galactic crossroads where pixelated wanderers, cosmic conquerors, farming fanatics, and even cabbage-throwers unite. ✨
Games aren’t judged by someone’s taste—they’re defined by the joy they bring.
After all, a game’s a game—no matter the name.
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Tenshi Kuonji - 02-09-2025
The Defiant Player of Devastation: A Tenshi Kuonji Story
A tale of defiance, exile, and the unyielding spirit of those who dare to create.
Introduction
There was once a world—a world built by many, ruled by few, and played by all. A place where stories could unfold, where dreams could take form, and where the boundaries of reality blurred into imagination.
But within this world, unseen hands clutched at its core. They were the arbiters, the unseen judges who dictated what was real and what was not. They shaped the rules, carved the laws, and in their desire for order, they silenced the voices of those who sought something beyond perfection.
And so, the stories began to fade. The laughter dulled. The light dimmed.
Until one player stood against them.
She did not wield power. She did not seek dominance.
She only sought to play—a simple act, yet a defiant one.
For in a game ruled by gods, even a ghost could leave its mark.
This is the story of Tenshi Kuonji.
The one who refused to fall silent.
The one who chose to create.
And the one who dared to defy devastation itself.
But within this world, unseen hands clutched at its core. They were the arbiters, the unseen judges who dictated what was real and what was not. They shaped the rules, carved the laws, and in their desire for order, they silenced the voices of those who sought something beyond perfection.
And so, the stories began to fade. The laughter dulled. The light dimmed.
Until one player stood against them.
She did not wield power. She did not seek dominance.
She only sought to play—a simple act, yet a defiant one.
For in a game ruled by gods, even a ghost could leave its mark.
This is the story of Tenshi Kuonji.
The one who refused to fall silent.
The one who chose to create.
And the one who dared to defy devastation itself.
The Gathering Darkness
![[Image: 1pfTxUK.gif]](https://imgur.com/1pfTxUK.gif)
The old papers crackled under the dim candlelight, their ink long faded, but the weight of their words still thick with unspoken tyranny. A shadow loomed over the desk as a figure read in silence, his expression unreadable.
The words scrawled across the pages were not mere rules—they were edicts, chains designed to tighten around the necks of those who sought to breathe creativity into a dying world.
From the parchment, a dark mist rose, curling in tendrils like grasping fingers.
A sickness.
A corruption.
The festering rot of unchecked power.
And soon, that power would demand sacrifices.
The words scrawled across the pages were not mere rules—they were edicts, chains designed to tighten around the necks of those who sought to breathe creativity into a dying world.
From the parchment, a dark mist rose, curling in tendrils like grasping fingers.
A sickness.
A corruption.
The festering rot of unchecked power.
And soon, that power would demand sacrifices.
The Devourer’s Reign
![[Image: Vnmv2Tx.gif]](https://imgur.com/Vnmv2Tx.gif)
The air trembled as a great beast stirred. Three glaring eyes opened in unison, their gaze cold and absolute. A dragon—not of legend, but of dominion—sat upon its throne, watching as its loyal followers gathered below.
Children wept, their cries swallowed by the murmurs of the crowd.
They were not children in form, but in spirit—players, storytellers, dreamers—those who had dared to step beyond invisible lines drawn by hands that feared imperfection.
And yet, while some fell to their knees, pleading for mercy, others clung to the beast’s feet, not as prisoners, but as willing disciples. They praised its judgment, embraced its cruelty, and pointed their trembling fingers at those who sought something more.
The dragon did not speak. It merely consumed.
Children wept, their cries swallowed by the murmurs of the crowd.
They were not children in form, but in spirit—players, storytellers, dreamers—those who had dared to step beyond invisible lines drawn by hands that feared imperfection.
And yet, while some fell to their knees, pleading for mercy, others clung to the beast’s feet, not as prisoners, but as willing disciples. They praised its judgment, embraced its cruelty, and pointed their trembling fingers at those who sought something more.
The dragon did not speak. It merely consumed.
A Star Against the Night
![[Image: eMauBrr.gif]](https://imgur.com/eMauBrr.gif)
From within the mass of supplicants...
A light shimmered.
Soft at first ...
Barely noticeable amidst the gathering despair.
Then—brighter.
Stronger.
A presence unlike the others.
A light shimmered.
Soft at first ...
Barely noticeable amidst the gathering despair.
Then—brighter.
Stronger.
A presence unlike the others.
The Dawn of the Fox
![[Image: 8w6Uzs3.gif]](https://imgur.com/8w6Uzs3.gif)
A girl stepped forward,
radiant and unwavering.
Not a warrior,
nor a savior,
but a trickster—a fox amongst sheep.
Her eyes held not fear,
but mischief.
Not submission,
but defiance.
She had come not to fight their war, nor to kneel before their pathetic rules.
She had come to play—to create something that even the dragon itself could not predict.
radiant and unwavering.
Not a warrior,
nor a savior,
but a trickster—a fox amongst sheep.
Her eyes held not fear,
but mischief.
Not submission,
but defiance.
She had come not to fight their war, nor to kneel before their pathetic rules.
She had come to play—to create something that even the dragon itself could not predict.
The Trickster’s Gambit
![[Image: GMej9y4.gif]](https://imgur.com/GMej9y4.gif)
With a single bound, she leaped into the sky, her brilliance impossible to ignore.
She did not beg.
She did not plead.
Instead, she wrote.
Upon the ruins of a lifeless server, she etched stories.
Wove characters.
Breathed laughter into the stillness.
And as her words spread, so too did curiosity.
The forgotten stirred.
The silent whispered.
Not all understood, but they listened.
And when she turned to face the dragon, she did with a stockade of her sword.
She did not beg.
She did not plead.
Instead, she wrote.
Upon the ruins of a lifeless server, she etched stories.
Wove characters.
Breathed laughter into the stillness.
And as her words spread, so too did curiosity.
The forgotten stirred.
The silent whispered.
Not all understood, but they listened.
And when she turned to face the dragon, she did with a stockade of her sword.
A War of Words
![[Image: Wup8jLj.gif]](https://imgur.com/Wup8jLj.gif)
One by one, they came for her.
The dragon’s heralds—those who carried its will in their hands and called it justice.
They threw rules at her feet, wielded policies like weapons.
She met each of them in kind.
Not with rage, nor insult, but with reason.
With wit.
With the unshakable certainty that their world could be more.
Yet for every truth she spoke, another weight was placed upon her shoulders.
For every crack she exposed in their broken system, another set of eyes turned against her.
And then, the final blow fell.
The dragon’s heralds—those who carried its will in their hands and called it justice.
They threw rules at her feet, wielded policies like weapons.
She met each of them in kind.
Not with rage, nor insult, but with reason.
With wit.
With the unshakable certainty that their world could be more.
Yet for every truth she spoke, another weight was placed upon her shoulders.
For every crack she exposed in their broken system, another set of eyes turned against her.
And then, the final blow fell.
The Fall
![[Image: Zb9UuPm.gif]](https://imgur.com/Zb9UuPm.gif)
A single decree.
Cold.
Unfeeling.
Absolute.
A hand reached from the heavens and struck her down.
The sky shattered, and she fell—not as a warrior defeated,
but as a player cast aside.
Silence followed.
One month.
An eternity in exile.
Cold.
Unfeeling.
Absolute.
A hand reached from the heavens and struck her down.
The sky shattered, and she fell—not as a warrior defeated,
but as a player cast aside.
Silence followed.
One month.
An eternity in exile.
A Hand in the Darkness
![[Image: HKP1HHK.gif]](https://imgur.com/HKP1HHK.gif)
But she was not alone.
In the void of her banishment,
a voice called out.
Not one of many, but of one—steady and kind.
A soul who did not scorn,
nor mock,
but reached into the abyss and pulled her back.
She was not forgotten.
And though the world moved on without her,
she knew now that not all had turned away.
In the void of her banishment,
a voice called out.
Not one of many, but of one—steady and kind.
A soul who did not scorn,
nor mock,
but reached into the abyss and pulled her back.
She was not forgotten.
And though the world moved on without her,
she knew now that not all had turned away.
The Hollow Laughs
![[Image: V418tfg.gif]](https://imgur.com/V418tfg.gif)
The world outside laughed.
They whispered of her failure,
of the victory of the dragon.
They sighed in relief,
believing the fire of change had been extinguished.
They did not see the embers still glowing.
For while the masses rejoiced,
a smaller fire had begun to burn.
They whispered of her failure,
of the victory of the dragon.
They sighed in relief,
believing the fire of change had been extinguished.
They did not see the embers still glowing.
For while the masses rejoiced,
a smaller fire had begun to burn.
Bonds Forged in Defiance
![[Image: MvzgzmR.gif]](https://imgur.com/MvzgzmR.gif)
She was not the only one.
There were others—few,
but unwavering.
Those who had seen the world as it could be,
not as it was demanded to be.
They listened.
They spoke.
And within their quiet circle,
she found a place not of exile,
but of belonging.
There were others—few,
but unwavering.
Those who had seen the world as it could be,
not as it was demanded to be.
They listened.
They spoke.
And within their quiet circle,
she found a place not of exile,
but of belonging.
The Unbreakable Thread
![[Image: VRE6rtt.gif]](https://imgur.com/VRE6rtt.gif)
They did not need promises,
nor oaths.
Only understanding.
A single red cord stretched between them,
weaving through distant lands,
tying them together across time and space.
No matter where they stood,
they stood as one.
nor oaths.
Only understanding.
A single red cord stretched between them,
weaving through distant lands,
tying them together across time and space.
No matter where they stood,
they stood as one.
Dreams in Exile
![[Image: t4iFfbF.gif]](https://imgur.com/t4iFfbF.gif)
In the solitude of her banishment, she did not sit idle.
She read.
She dreamed.
She built entire worlds within the pages of forgotten stories.
She saw what could be—what should be—but knew,
deep within, that her path forward would never be easy.
Loneliness weighed upon her, but she did not let it break her.
Yet, as the silence stretched on, the questions gnawed at her.
Had she truly been so wrong? Was it really justice, or just an excuse to cast her aside?
They judged her mistakes,
yet ignored their own—standing above, as if untouchable, flawless.
It was easier for them this way.
To silence.
To erase.
To demand submission.
Perhaps this world had no place for her.
Perhaps she should become what they wanted—a quiet, obedient shadow.
Yet the thought alone felt like a death far crueler than exile.
Her desires, her will, crushed beneath the weight of their decree—was that truly all she was meant to be?
No.
Not yet.
She read.
She dreamed.
She built entire worlds within the pages of forgotten stories.
She saw what could be—what should be—but knew,
deep within, that her path forward would never be easy.
Loneliness weighed upon her, but she did not let it break her.
Yet, as the silence stretched on, the questions gnawed at her.
Had she truly been so wrong? Was it really justice, or just an excuse to cast her aside?
They judged her mistakes,
yet ignored their own—standing above, as if untouchable, flawless.
It was easier for them this way.
To silence.
To erase.
To demand submission.
Perhaps this world had no place for her.
Perhaps she should become what they wanted—a quiet, obedient shadow.
Yet the thought alone felt like a death far crueler than exile.
Her desires, her will, crushed beneath the weight of their decree—was that truly all she was meant to be?
No.
Not yet.
The Return
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One month passed.
The gates that had cast her out creaked open once more.
Not as a welcome.
Not as an apology.
Merely an allowance.
She stepped forward—not as a prisoner released,
but as a force returned.
The gates that had cast her out creaked open once more.
Not as a welcome.
Not as an apology.
Merely an allowance.
She stepped forward—not as a prisoner released,
but as a force returned.
A True Welcome
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She did not walk alone.
Though the world that had cast her aside remained indifferent,
those who had stood by her had not forgotten.
Warmth greeted her—not from the cold laws of the land,
but from the hearts of those who had waited.
She had not merely returned.
She had come home.
Though the world that had cast her aside remained indifferent,
those who had stood by her had not forgotten.
Warmth greeted her—not from the cold laws of the land,
but from the hearts of those who had waited.
She had not merely returned.
She had come home.
The Flickering Flame
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The dragon still sat upon its throne.
The disciples still whispered in its shadow.
But now, they were not unchallenged.
For a new fire had been lit—not one of destruction, but of creation.
Of imperfection.
Of humanity.
And those who stood with her no longer asked if they could change the world.
They simply acted.
The fox had walked alone once, but no longer.
As she stood beneath the vast sky, she was joined by another—a traveler, not unlike herself.
Someone who had seen the world's cracks, who had felt the weight of its chains but had not yet forgotten how to dream.
Their paths had been different, yet their destination was the same.
In the quiet between words, a promise was made—not spoken, but understood.
When the time came, they would be ready.
The disciples still whispered in its shadow.
But now, they were not unchallenged.
For a new fire had been lit—not one of destruction, but of creation.
Of imperfection.
Of humanity.
And those who stood with her no longer asked if they could change the world.
They simply acted.
The fox had walked alone once, but no longer.
As she stood beneath the vast sky, she was joined by another—a traveler, not unlike herself.
Someone who had seen the world's cracks, who had felt the weight of its chains but had not yet forgotten how to dream.
Their paths had been different, yet their destination was the same.
In the quiet between words, a promise was made—not spoken, but understood.
When the time came, they would be ready.
A Battle Left Unfought
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The world still turned.
The dragon still ruled.
A new god had risen, claiming to bring balance, to preserve peace.
And yet, the scars of the past had not faded, only buried beneath the weight of time.
Tenshi looked upon the battlefield, but this time, she did not step forward.
Not because she feared, nor because she surrendered.
But because some battles are won not by fighting, but by waiting.
A storm does not rage forever.
And when the time comes, the fox will return—not as a lone trickster, but as the spark to ignite the fire once and for all.
The dragon still ruled.
A new god had risen, claiming to bring balance, to preserve peace.
And yet, the scars of the past had not faded, only buried beneath the weight of time.
Tenshi looked upon the battlefield, but this time, she did not step forward.
Not because she feared, nor because she surrendered.
But because some battles are won not by fighting, but by waiting.
A storm does not rage forever.
And when the time comes, the fox will return—not as a lone trickster, but as the spark to ignite the fire once and for all.
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Epilogue: The Defiant Player’s Oath
She was Tenshi Kuonji.
She was the Trickster.
The Challenger.
The one who defied perfection to make way for something real.
And no matter how many times they cast her down—
She would rise again.
Because stories were meant to be told.
And dead foxes?
They always find a way to play again.
She was the Trickster.
The Challenger.
The one who defied perfection to make way for something real.
And no matter how many times they cast her down—
She would rise again.
Because stories were meant to be told.
And dead foxes?
They always find a way to play again.
Closing Words
But let’s not pretend this is goodbye.
A trickster doesn’t disappear—they simply step out of sight, just beyond the edges of their understanding.
They think they’ve won, that the stage is theirs now.
Ah! the curtain drops, the lights dim, and yet—listen closely—do you hear that?
The whispers...
the murmurs...
the nervous glances?
But the real test?
Let time do what it does best—expose the cracks, erode the lies, and remind everyone who really set this all into motion.
I won’t need to lift a finger again.
They’ll ruin it all on their own.
A trickster doesn’t disappear—they simply step out of sight, just beyond the edges of their understanding.
They think they’ve won, that the stage is theirs now.
Ah! the curtain drops, the lights dim, and yet—listen closely—do you hear that?
The whispers...
the murmurs...
the nervous glances?
But the real test?
Let time do what it does best—expose the cracks, erode the lies, and remind everyone who really set this all into motion.
I won’t need to lift a finger again.
They’ll ruin it all on their own.
Honor the Bravery (Thank you Section)
To honor the ones who stood by, even when the world turned against me.
To those who never let silence erase what was real.
To those who sought me out—not for answers, but because they still cared.
For them, the story never ended.
Thank you to:
Admin: @EisenSeele
Developers: @Barrier , @darkwind
Players: @Xenon , @Lord Helmchen , @Uknown
And our new Moderator: @Vlaicone(Ted)
Even during my... enjailment (if I can call it that), you were receptive to me.
You helped turn frustration into good humor, anger into something productive.
Seriously, my point has already been proven—you are not like the others.
You are not like those who claim to stand for justice but defy it when it suits them.
You are the ones who genuinely sparked my interest—but something far more valuable than people realize.
To those who never let silence erase what was real.
To those who sought me out—not for answers, but because they still cared.
For them, the story never ended.
Thank you to:
Admin: @EisenSeele
Developers: @Barrier , @darkwind
Players: @Xenon , @Lord Helmchen , @Uknown
And our new Moderator: @Vlaicone(Ted)
Even during my... enjailment (if I can call it that), you were receptive to me.
You helped turn frustration into good humor, anger into something productive.
Seriously, my point has already been proven—you are not like the others.
You are not like those who claim to stand for justice but defy it when it suits them.
You are the ones who genuinely sparked my interest—but something far more valuable than people realize.
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Hitman-76 - 02-09-2025
This is just a game bro, no need to be weird about it.
RE: The Arctic Trickster: Tales of Foxy Tenshi - Tenshi Kuonji - 02-10-2025
(02-09-2025, 08:32 PM)Hitman-76 Wrote: This is just a game bro, no need to be weird about it.
It’s Sis, my dear
I’m actually a girl. But anyway…
I should remind you that when I said those exact words while Role-Playing, people threw accusations, insults, and harshness my way. So no, "this is just a game" doesn’t quite hold up in my case.
That said, I let people be, as long as they let me be. And telling a tale? Well, that’s just something I enjoy doing.