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46,202 | 1,250 | 27 | 2,595 | 7,070 | Didn't see him. Aaron grumbled simply as Sasaki grabbed a seat in front of the two of them and pulled it around and grinned widely at them. "Well I'm called dirt bag, shit head, punk, loser, degenerate, piss ant, pervert, moron, and various other things so yeah not anything I'm not use to. Well hey how about you big guy!? Wanna be friends?!" the boy asked shaking him frantically as Aaron glared at the boy and would broken his head with a well placed haymaker if he didn't fucking stop. Thankfully Mr. Chang told them to be quiet. "Uh yeah sure what the fuck ever just bug her got it? I'm kind of lamenting my shattered dreams over my friend here's crush." commented Disney as he decided it was for the best not to answer Eika questions. "Uh blue jacket, white shirt, and some sort of tie? Never heard of that sorry. Our school is all white. If you thinkin' about the school colors though white and blue in that order that means you could've kissed some sort of club member they usually wear jackets. Other than that no one wears any ties unless they have to which is mandatory for some female students who don't like the more girly uniforms. Sorry can't help you much there!" Sasaki said as he smiled at her with a cartoonishly large and happy smile as he rubbed his messy chestnut hair. | Name: Aaron Disney
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Aaaron is a male standing at about 5'9 and weighing about 175 pounds putting him in the Cruiser Weight Class as a boxer. He has dull blonde hair that is thick and curled at the ends. He has a gruff look to him due to how he doesn't completely shave off his facial hair making him look a bit older than how he should look. He has a thin but muscular build and normally wears a white t-shirt with brown sweat pants or his uniform. He wears no jewelry and has a rather plain and simple way of presenting himself without much in the way of making him smell better. He has dark misty green eyes that show he is not ethnically Japanese and comes from Europe.
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: No Star
Strengths: Immense Strength, Great durability, Strong Willpower (he doesn't give up easily), Adaptable in fights, Great speed in short bursts, Incredible in close range combat.
Weaknesses: All but a complete failure at ranged combat, fails at planning strategies before hand, only serviceable medium range in combat, stubborn, prideful, Very little experience using other forms of combat, struggles against sound based combat. Anger can overtake him in highly stressful/desperate situations leading to recklessness.
Favorite Activity: Boxing
Personality: Usually a glass half full sort of person Aaaron looks at life like he looks at a fight: an opportunity to get stronger and to better himself. He is not a very shy person by any means but he is also not a very loud man. He can be very stubborn when it comes to things he wants and doesn't back down easy unless he sees reason behind it. He prides himself on being a future world champion due to insane ability to destroy an opponent once he gets near them. As a person he can be humble when he wants to be but rarely is and often challenges people who think they're better than him. He hardly ever backs down from a challenge but does when he feels that he definitely can't win.
He feels over planning before going into anything brings stress and causes things to go wrong when it actually happens and prefers to go in with minimal scouting and planning in order to adapt to the fight or situation at hand rather than expect something and not receive it. He can be a very powerful presence when he desires to be as his loud voice and powerful tones lead him to be a charismatic person but only in the right situation and if used incorrectly could lead to him looking bombastic and stupid. While he isn't a very intelligent man he is very capable and not by any means dumb muscle. He values intelligence just as much as raw power but prefers the latter personally as it sends more of a statement. He hates hypocrisy and he usually honors his end of the bargain but when he goes in with the mind set or mission that he intends to betray the person in the first place then he has less of a problem with doing so but still dislikes the idea intensely.
He takes losses with grace and congratulates the person who defeats him unless he views them as scum. He handles victory with the same way offering a hand to a worthy opponent or demeaning a poor one. He refuses to give up and absolutely loathes the idea of doing so. He is the sort of person to go in and either break through the wall or get stopped full force. Despite this he is a surprisingly good liar due to the nature of his mission he trained with the local school president in Berlin for tips on how to do so. He can be incredibly passionate about boxing or anything else in general but only if riled up and is not one to go into hammy territory as he doesn't like to make a fool of himself.
Biography/history:
Born in Ireland as the son of a American-German soldier who left the army to be a businesswoman, and a Italian-Irish Boxer who traveled all around the world he grew up in various different locations. His early childhood was mainly spent in the British Isles but in different locations as he spent a lot of time with his mom who worked a lot but he also spent some time with his dad and his friends who were greatly supportive of the boy's efforts of trying to learn new things like learning how to walk or talk. His mother found his father's friends repulsive but considered them future friends and even gave the manager of his father the right to be his god father. His dad was a devoted catholic but his mother didn't have the same outlook in life and viewed life as something you just trudge through and experience not the whim of some greater being. How his father and mother got together were not something he would be told till much later in life.
As he grew up he learned English, Italian, Japanese, and German through friends and family members naturally speaking them and teaching him the words when asked to. He was taught the joy of overcoming tough challenges and not giving into disparity in school or in extracurricular activities. His mother found him to be a bit of a brute but expected as much given his linage. His mother installed him with tough discipline but made it clear she cared for him greatly she just wanted to make him ready for life. When her company was bought out by the Kiryuin Conglomerate she became more busy than ever and hardly ever had time for him. When he did spend time with his mother he had to find other things to do other than reading books and learning German in his spare time not doing work. Instead he ended up going from place to place with his father and his boxing business.
Already knowing many of the opponents, who were good friends of his dad due to his happy go lucky attitude and general all around manners despite being a great boxer, he was encouraged and even shown many of the techniques used by the various boxers. He was encouraged by his father who wanted him to follow in his footsteps or at least take care of himself in a fight. Aaron took this in stride and proved to be a great in-boxer but failed to show good in longer ranges. He also hated bows and arrows viewing them as impersonal despite his mother's insistence on practicing something other than punching someone. His schools had praise for the young man but every now and again he was called in due to his fights against bullies picking on him other kids.
As he grew older and smarter he eventually figured out he loved boxing more than business and decided to focus on that and with his father's help he proved to be near prodigal in his skills. He joined the local under-eighteen boxing tournaments and he proved his metal by winning the majority of his victories by a knock out. Hardly ever going down by points he prided himself on his skills. His mother disapproved but couldn't do much as her job kept her very busy. He dearly missed his mother and eventually he decided he'd focus on academics and he did fairly well at them but proved to be not nearly as good as he could be. He joined the track team in order to get in his running for boxing and to improve his body. He decided to go out on track work with his dad every morning which became a habit for him that he'd continue on which kept him healthy. Eventually he started to dig deeper in to his family history in which he found that he had a history of soldiers and generals dating back way more than he expected.
Eventually his mother managed to enroll him in a school in Germany called Berlin High, generic in his mother's opinion, but was known for it's excellent teachers. Going with it he said goodbye to his parents and left for Germany. In Germany he joined the track team again and he proved to be a good student to which the teachers praised his passion and determination but condemned him too for being way too stubborn for his own good. The Japanese German Headmaster took a notice to him and decided to let him form a Boxing club in school despite protests from teachers. He led the club for a time before leaving in order to focus on academics. However with more and more of the schools and businesses being acquired by the Kiryuin family Headmaster Kenta Sanshiro acquired him for a mission to Kyushu, Japan to overthrow the growing power that was taking over the town and the school. Aaron agreed to this in order to find some way to fight back against the juggernaut and to see what the fuss was about the star uniform. It also was a priority to find out why exactly his mom was so busy and what exactly these people were up to.
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Weapons: Boxing gloves, hand tape, brass knuckles
Items: Cellphone, notebook and pencils, and book on different boxing styles |
46,203 | 1,250 | 28 | 490 | 461 | Kageta came to, he was inside the busy halls. His head hurt and he asked himself what hit him mentally as he put his hand on his head. He remembered now. The frantic swing of the bag from Charlotte was easily dodged, but something blew him out of consciousness, he was sure that was what the planet would feel like if an asteroid were to crash into it, an asteroid summoned by hell itself, more so if that asteroid came in the form of a girl with red eyes and black hair.
He half mentally scolded himself, half laughed at his predicament and stood up and dusted himself off. He wondered why he had been brought inside already since he passed out outside the campus. It was likely the tsunami of a crowd that now thinned off as the kids went to their respective classrooms. It didn't matter much anyway. He stood up and dusted himself off.
He realized that no one was in the halls anymore and frantically looked around. He looked out the windowed wall and saw everyone gathering in the courtyard. Try as he might, but he didn't see any of his classmates. He looked around again, no one was there, not even one-stars. He looked at the window once more and saw a handle to open the window. He reached for it and- No. Bad. We already saw what happened with our previous bad idea. He thought to himself and retracted his hand. Instead, he ran down the hall and looked for the stairs... that he just passed. He skidded himself to a halt and backtracked a bit. He went down the stairs and out into the courtyard.
He pushed himself through the crowd of students... and ended up falling, not just merely falling, but falling on a fellow student, and not just any fellow student, it was Charlotte! They both tumbled to the ground, but Kageta took the moment in his hands and propped himself up and stood quickly before the awkwardness seeped in. "Wup. Sorry there, Lotte. ehehe" He laughed sheepishly as he offered her a hand. | Name: Charlotte Jäger Neumann
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: Zero Stars
Fighting Style – Medium/Long range
Strengths
Steady Aim – Jäger has a keen eye and well trained aim that makes her attacks at long range very accurate and precise, with no trouble hitting both stationary and moving individual targets.
Stamina – Jäger has high stamina, allowing her to sustain her speed and mobility for long periods of time before she begins to flag and tire.
Mobility – While not as flexible as a parkour practitioner Jäger is nimble and able to stay mobile, even in rough and treacherous terrain. Her mobility is greatest in outdoor, natural settings, or any reasonable artificial approximations of such environments.
Armour Piercing – While not overly high in offensive power Jäger’s attacks are primarily piercing in nature, allowing her to inflict respectable damage against opponents who specialise in defence and/or wear light to medium armour.
Weaknesses
Endurance – Jäger lacks the physical build and training needed to endure melee hits of any substantial or sustained nature.
Unsteady Aim – As Jäger’s fighting style is ill suited for melee combat her accuracy drops significantly when opponents enter into close range, potentially causing her to panic and fumble her shots.
Focus – The greater the number of opponents the harder it becomes to focus on any particular target. This is especially true when using long range weapons that require time to draw and aim. It is compounded further if those targets are all moving in a random/chaotic manner.
Favourite Activity: Archery
Personality: Charlotte is generally speaking a cheerful and open minded if not slightly aloof young lady who is prone to the occasional bots of dark moods. Her opened minded nature is a direct result of witnessing her father’s countless romantic entanglements and conquests, giving her a live and let live attitude toward life in general. If people are happy and no one is getting hurt then she is usually content to let them be. It also comes as no surprise to find that she is somewhat lacking in personal motivation and drive, especially when it comes to her leadership of the Archery club, a position to which she was elected to in secret by the other members of the club. Despite regularly competing in Archery competitions she shows very little actual competitiveness when it comes to her personality and is far more likely to praise the achievements of others then to laud her own accomplishments. Though she is quick to neglect her own safety she is quick to leap to defence of those she considers to be ‘in her care’.
Biography: Charlotte, or Jäger to her friends, is originally from the outskirts of Munich, Germany and is the daughter of the world renowned playboy explorer Anton Jäger Neumann, a millionaire of no small influence on the international stage. An only child, Charlotte had an unstrained and fairly relaxed relationship with her father, aware and accepting of his playboy lifestyle provided that she didn't have to play house with his numerous ‘bunnies’ and 'kitties'. For his part her father often brought her along on his less dangerous expeditions, teaching her from a young age how to use the bow, just as his father had taught him at the same age. The two of them were close and shared everything, or at least she thought they did. That was until his death.
Charlotte had been with distant relatives when news of her fathers death reached her, apparently killed in one of the many small conflicts that flared up following the spread of the Kiryuin family’s influence across Asia. As an only child Charlotte now found herself orphaned. Fortunately her father had been a man of some considerable foresight and had made arrangements several years previously that in the event of his untimely death his daughter would be transferred to the prestigious Berlin High Academy. Charlotte now lives a few miles from the academy in a specially built cottage located in the woods, courtesy of the Academy. As to how this arrangement came to pass the specific details are unknown save to a few individuals, though it is widely thought that the Neumann family’s financial resources had been brought to bear. The generous contributions made to the Academy by the Neumann Foundation over the years would seem to bear this out.
During her first few months at Berlin High Charlotte had trouble integrating into school life and making friends, partly due to her own aloof nature and at the time heavily depressed mood. It soon started to affect her grades as well as her health. She even started to skip lessons on a regular basis. In an attempt to improve the situation it was suggested that she join one of the many clubs promoted by the Academy. In the end it was decided that she would join the Archery club. Unsurprisingly she excelled in the club and was thus quickly able to begin making friends with the other club members. This not only brought around her mood but improved her grades as well, returning her to normal, more or less, though she still has the occasional sombre moment. In terms of academics she is somewhat mediocre across the board. She still skips the occasional lesson as well.
With the still growing influence of the Kiryuin family spreading even more deeply into the fabric of European society the headmaster of Berlin Academy, Kenta Sanshiro, approached Charlotte along with certain other individuals at the Academy with a plan to stem the tide. Charlotte had originally been hesitant to take part in such a plan. To win her over Kenta Sanshiro revealed to her the reason that her father had died and how it was related to the Kiryuin family. She has yet to reveal what she was told, even to those she considers friends.
Weapons: Large Composite Bow – A simple but effective weapon constructed from a new carbon-fibre/alloy composite material that makes it more far more durable than any store bought item of similar size and design.
Items: Medical Kit – Her father was a famous hunter and explorer, meaning that Jäger is no stranger to injury and is relatively well versed in a wide variety of medical procedures, many self taught. These range from treating wounds and abrasions to relocating dislocations and broken bones.
Other
She is a universal blood donor and can perform field transfusions should the need arise.
As the current leader of the Archery team she has won several tournaments for the Academy.
She takes regular medication to help her maintain her mood. |
46,204 | 1,250 | 29 | 2,595 | 7,070 | I'd recommend not hazing the new bloods and bothering the old kids Kisuke Nagato. grumbled a plain voice from the shadows. A kid with silver hair and a kendo stick tied to his back with a two star tapped to the sides of his blazer. It was Yoshi Kanada, Captain of the Kendo Club from year three and he was expected to accept this year. He was a former three star but was demoted to three star for some deed or another. He looked over the assembled crew and spit on the ground. "I'll make sure Kotaro doesn't hear of this from my mouth if you stop now. You know Nero wants all these kids at that assembly and not fucking themselves on day one. He wants everyone to see him and he wants everyone to hear him. And Kotaro has been working his ass off to make that happen. What do you think he'll do with your pretty little face if he finds out about this hm? I wouldn't want to know." Yoshi grumbled as he got up from his shadowed location and proceeded to stalk off with one more thing to say on the matter. "I'm going to go and visit the head of discipline now saying that I heard something was going on with the no-stars. I'd say you got...four minutes maybe six if I go for a stroll." | Name: Aaron Disney
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Aaaron is a male standing at about 5'9 and weighing about 175 pounds putting him in the Cruiser Weight Class as a boxer. He has dull blonde hair that is thick and curled at the ends. He has a gruff look to him due to how he doesn't completely shave off his facial hair making him look a bit older than how he should look. He has a thin but muscular build and normally wears a white t-shirt with brown sweat pants or his uniform. He wears no jewelry and has a rather plain and simple way of presenting himself without much in the way of making him smell better. He has dark misty green eyes that show he is not ethnically Japanese and comes from Europe.
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: No Star
Strengths: Immense Strength, Great durability, Strong Willpower (he doesn't give up easily), Adaptable in fights, Great speed in short bursts, Incredible in close range combat.
Weaknesses: All but a complete failure at ranged combat, fails at planning strategies before hand, only serviceable medium range in combat, stubborn, prideful, Very little experience using other forms of combat, struggles against sound based combat. Anger can overtake him in highly stressful/desperate situations leading to recklessness.
Favorite Activity: Boxing
Personality: Usually a glass half full sort of person Aaaron looks at life like he looks at a fight: an opportunity to get stronger and to better himself. He is not a very shy person by any means but he is also not a very loud man. He can be very stubborn when it comes to things he wants and doesn't back down easy unless he sees reason behind it. He prides himself on being a future world champion due to insane ability to destroy an opponent once he gets near them. As a person he can be humble when he wants to be but rarely is and often challenges people who think they're better than him. He hardly ever backs down from a challenge but does when he feels that he definitely can't win.
He feels over planning before going into anything brings stress and causes things to go wrong when it actually happens and prefers to go in with minimal scouting and planning in order to adapt to the fight or situation at hand rather than expect something and not receive it. He can be a very powerful presence when he desires to be as his loud voice and powerful tones lead him to be a charismatic person but only in the right situation and if used incorrectly could lead to him looking bombastic and stupid. While he isn't a very intelligent man he is very capable and not by any means dumb muscle. He values intelligence just as much as raw power but prefers the latter personally as it sends more of a statement. He hates hypocrisy and he usually honors his end of the bargain but when he goes in with the mind set or mission that he intends to betray the person in the first place then he has less of a problem with doing so but still dislikes the idea intensely.
He takes losses with grace and congratulates the person who defeats him unless he views them as scum. He handles victory with the same way offering a hand to a worthy opponent or demeaning a poor one. He refuses to give up and absolutely loathes the idea of doing so. He is the sort of person to go in and either break through the wall or get stopped full force. Despite this he is a surprisingly good liar due to the nature of his mission he trained with the local school president in Berlin for tips on how to do so. He can be incredibly passionate about boxing or anything else in general but only if riled up and is not one to go into hammy territory as he doesn't like to make a fool of himself.
Biography/history:
Born in Ireland as the son of a American-German soldier who left the army to be a businesswoman, and a Italian-Irish Boxer who traveled all around the world he grew up in various different locations. His early childhood was mainly spent in the British Isles but in different locations as he spent a lot of time with his mom who worked a lot but he also spent some time with his dad and his friends who were greatly supportive of the boy's efforts of trying to learn new things like learning how to walk or talk. His mother found his father's friends repulsive but considered them future friends and even gave the manager of his father the right to be his god father. His dad was a devoted catholic but his mother didn't have the same outlook in life and viewed life as something you just trudge through and experience not the whim of some greater being. How his father and mother got together were not something he would be told till much later in life.
As he grew up he learned English, Italian, Japanese, and German through friends and family members naturally speaking them and teaching him the words when asked to. He was taught the joy of overcoming tough challenges and not giving into disparity in school or in extracurricular activities. His mother found him to be a bit of a brute but expected as much given his linage. His mother installed him with tough discipline but made it clear she cared for him greatly she just wanted to make him ready for life. When her company was bought out by the Kiryuin Conglomerate she became more busy than ever and hardly ever had time for him. When he did spend time with his mother he had to find other things to do other than reading books and learning German in his spare time not doing work. Instead he ended up going from place to place with his father and his boxing business.
Already knowing many of the opponents, who were good friends of his dad due to his happy go lucky attitude and general all around manners despite being a great boxer, he was encouraged and even shown many of the techniques used by the various boxers. He was encouraged by his father who wanted him to follow in his footsteps or at least take care of himself in a fight. Aaron took this in stride and proved to be a great in-boxer but failed to show good in longer ranges. He also hated bows and arrows viewing them as impersonal despite his mother's insistence on practicing something other than punching someone. His schools had praise for the young man but every now and again he was called in due to his fights against bullies picking on him other kids.
As he grew older and smarter he eventually figured out he loved boxing more than business and decided to focus on that and with his father's help he proved to be near prodigal in his skills. He joined the local under-eighteen boxing tournaments and he proved his metal by winning the majority of his victories by a knock out. Hardly ever going down by points he prided himself on his skills. His mother disapproved but couldn't do much as her job kept her very busy. He dearly missed his mother and eventually he decided he'd focus on academics and he did fairly well at them but proved to be not nearly as good as he could be. He joined the track team in order to get in his running for boxing and to improve his body. He decided to go out on track work with his dad every morning which became a habit for him that he'd continue on which kept him healthy. Eventually he started to dig deeper in to his family history in which he found that he had a history of soldiers and generals dating back way more than he expected.
Eventually his mother managed to enroll him in a school in Germany called Berlin High, generic in his mother's opinion, but was known for it's excellent teachers. Going with it he said goodbye to his parents and left for Germany. In Germany he joined the track team again and he proved to be a good student to which the teachers praised his passion and determination but condemned him too for being way too stubborn for his own good. The Japanese German Headmaster took a notice to him and decided to let him form a Boxing club in school despite protests from teachers. He led the club for a time before leaving in order to focus on academics. However with more and more of the schools and businesses being acquired by the Kiryuin family Headmaster Kenta Sanshiro acquired him for a mission to Kyushu, Japan to overthrow the growing power that was taking over the town and the school. Aaron agreed to this in order to find some way to fight back against the juggernaut and to see what the fuss was about the star uniform. It also was a priority to find out why exactly his mom was so busy and what exactly these people were up to.
--
Weapons: Boxing gloves, hand tape, brass knuckles
Items: Cellphone, notebook and pencils, and book on different boxing styles |
46,205 | 1,250 | 30 | 490 | 461 | Kisuke turned his head toward a voice that was unfortunately far too to him and glowered momentarily at the interruption. The voice belonged to one Yoshi Kanada, captain of the Kendo team. The former three-star was full of himself, as per usual. Kisuke spun around toward him and smiled confidently at the senior. “Yeah, yeah, that’s right, everything I do is a joke to people like you huh? What, did you really think I would be doing something so despicable to the peons? Really?” Kisuke said with no malice or annoyance in his voice as he addressed Yoshi. But really, was that how the stuck up bastard saw him, as some horny pervert intent on debauchery? Well, it didn’t matter either way, an order was an order.
But unfortunately that meant that he had failed in his task, at least to an extent. In truth it was his own fault. Had he bypassed his usual theatrics he could have been done with his task by now, instead of getting reprimanded by this close-minded fool. He sighed and nodded in affirmation to Yoshi’s orders. Kisuke spun around back toward the assembled no-stars and grinned at them. “Sorry kittens, looks like we’ll have to do this another time,” he said with a very convincing apologetic tone before casually walking away, his subordinates following in his wake.
Jäger sighed in relief as the crowd started to rapidly disperse toward the assembly hall. “That was just…weird,” Jäger said as she headed in the same direction as the others. She was getting a whole load of mixed signals about the people in this place. Some of them seemed like genuinely bad people, others however she wasn’t so sure about. Kisuke for example. Despite what the two-star had said she simply didn’t get that kind of vibe from him at all. “So what was the point of all that?” she said more to herself than to anyone in particular. He had had her picture in that file of his, along with pertinent data. She assumed then that the same was true for everyone else assembled. What had his purpose been? Whatever it was it had clearly not been official business. | Name: Charlotte Jäger Neumann
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: Zero Stars
Fighting Style – Medium/Long range
Strengths
Steady Aim – Jäger has a keen eye and well trained aim that makes her attacks at long range very accurate and precise, with no trouble hitting both stationary and moving individual targets.
Stamina – Jäger has high stamina, allowing her to sustain her speed and mobility for long periods of time before she begins to flag and tire.
Mobility – While not as flexible as a parkour practitioner Jäger is nimble and able to stay mobile, even in rough and treacherous terrain. Her mobility is greatest in outdoor, natural settings, or any reasonable artificial approximations of such environments.
Armour Piercing – While not overly high in offensive power Jäger’s attacks are primarily piercing in nature, allowing her to inflict respectable damage against opponents who specialise in defence and/or wear light to medium armour.
Weaknesses
Endurance – Jäger lacks the physical build and training needed to endure melee hits of any substantial or sustained nature.
Unsteady Aim – As Jäger’s fighting style is ill suited for melee combat her accuracy drops significantly when opponents enter into close range, potentially causing her to panic and fumble her shots.
Focus – The greater the number of opponents the harder it becomes to focus on any particular target. This is especially true when using long range weapons that require time to draw and aim. It is compounded further if those targets are all moving in a random/chaotic manner.
Favourite Activity: Archery
Personality: Charlotte is generally speaking a cheerful and open minded if not slightly aloof young lady who is prone to the occasional bots of dark moods. Her opened minded nature is a direct result of witnessing her father’s countless romantic entanglements and conquests, giving her a live and let live attitude toward life in general. If people are happy and no one is getting hurt then she is usually content to let them be. It also comes as no surprise to find that she is somewhat lacking in personal motivation and drive, especially when it comes to her leadership of the Archery club, a position to which she was elected to in secret by the other members of the club. Despite regularly competing in Archery competitions she shows very little actual competitiveness when it comes to her personality and is far more likely to praise the achievements of others then to laud her own accomplishments. Though she is quick to neglect her own safety she is quick to leap to defence of those she considers to be ‘in her care’.
Biography: Charlotte, or Jäger to her friends, is originally from the outskirts of Munich, Germany and is the daughter of the world renowned playboy explorer Anton Jäger Neumann, a millionaire of no small influence on the international stage. An only child, Charlotte had an unstrained and fairly relaxed relationship with her father, aware and accepting of his playboy lifestyle provided that she didn't have to play house with his numerous ‘bunnies’ and 'kitties'. For his part her father often brought her along on his less dangerous expeditions, teaching her from a young age how to use the bow, just as his father had taught him at the same age. The two of them were close and shared everything, or at least she thought they did. That was until his death.
Charlotte had been with distant relatives when news of her fathers death reached her, apparently killed in one of the many small conflicts that flared up following the spread of the Kiryuin family’s influence across Asia. As an only child Charlotte now found herself orphaned. Fortunately her father had been a man of some considerable foresight and had made arrangements several years previously that in the event of his untimely death his daughter would be transferred to the prestigious Berlin High Academy. Charlotte now lives a few miles from the academy in a specially built cottage located in the woods, courtesy of the Academy. As to how this arrangement came to pass the specific details are unknown save to a few individuals, though it is widely thought that the Neumann family’s financial resources had been brought to bear. The generous contributions made to the Academy by the Neumann Foundation over the years would seem to bear this out.
During her first few months at Berlin High Charlotte had trouble integrating into school life and making friends, partly due to her own aloof nature and at the time heavily depressed mood. It soon started to affect her grades as well as her health. She even started to skip lessons on a regular basis. In an attempt to improve the situation it was suggested that she join one of the many clubs promoted by the Academy. In the end it was decided that she would join the Archery club. Unsurprisingly she excelled in the club and was thus quickly able to begin making friends with the other club members. This not only brought around her mood but improved her grades as well, returning her to normal, more or less, though she still has the occasional sombre moment. In terms of academics she is somewhat mediocre across the board. She still skips the occasional lesson as well.
With the still growing influence of the Kiryuin family spreading even more deeply into the fabric of European society the headmaster of Berlin Academy, Kenta Sanshiro, approached Charlotte along with certain other individuals at the Academy with a plan to stem the tide. Charlotte had originally been hesitant to take part in such a plan. To win her over Kenta Sanshiro revealed to her the reason that her father had died and how it was related to the Kiryuin family. She has yet to reveal what she was told, even to those she considers friends.
Weapons: Large Composite Bow – A simple but effective weapon constructed from a new carbon-fibre/alloy composite material that makes it more far more durable than any store bought item of similar size and design.
Items: Medical Kit – Her father was a famous hunter and explorer, meaning that Jäger is no stranger to injury and is relatively well versed in a wide variety of medical procedures, many self taught. These range from treating wounds and abrasions to relocating dislocations and broken bones.
Other
She is a universal blood donor and can perform field transfusions should the need arise.
As the current leader of the Archery team she has won several tournaments for the Academy.
She takes regular medication to help her maintain her mood. |
46,206 | 1,250 | 31 | 490 | 461 | As the starred students began to argue amongst themselves, Kageta kept quiet, idly looking around at the different students in line, he looked for Charlotte again and spotted her just a ways off to the front. Once the assembly was disbanded, everyone started to go their own way and he lost sight of Charlotte in the crowd. He groaned to himself.
He spent a few minutes pushing through the dense crowd, but when it grew thin, he could finally see her at least. He made his way over to her and almost fell into her... again. Close. "Jeez, almost crashed into you again. And on that note, why you gotta leave without me? He looked back at where the assembly was before they dispersed. "What was that about anyway?" He asked not really expecting any sort of answer.
He then realized that he had no idea what his class number is. Though, since he was in the assembly with Charlotte, they were probably classmates. "So uhh, if you don't mind, I'm gonna go ahead and follow you to class... ok?" And with that he smiled sheepishly. | Name: Charlotte Jäger Neumann
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: Zero Stars
Fighting Style – Medium/Long range
Strengths
Steady Aim – Jäger has a keen eye and well trained aim that makes her attacks at long range very accurate and precise, with no trouble hitting both stationary and moving individual targets.
Stamina – Jäger has high stamina, allowing her to sustain her speed and mobility for long periods of time before she begins to flag and tire.
Mobility – While not as flexible as a parkour practitioner Jäger is nimble and able to stay mobile, even in rough and treacherous terrain. Her mobility is greatest in outdoor, natural settings, or any reasonable artificial approximations of such environments.
Armour Piercing – While not overly high in offensive power Jäger’s attacks are primarily piercing in nature, allowing her to inflict respectable damage against opponents who specialise in defence and/or wear light to medium armour.
Weaknesses
Endurance – Jäger lacks the physical build and training needed to endure melee hits of any substantial or sustained nature.
Unsteady Aim – As Jäger’s fighting style is ill suited for melee combat her accuracy drops significantly when opponents enter into close range, potentially causing her to panic and fumble her shots.
Focus – The greater the number of opponents the harder it becomes to focus on any particular target. This is especially true when using long range weapons that require time to draw and aim. It is compounded further if those targets are all moving in a random/chaotic manner.
Favourite Activity: Archery
Personality: Charlotte is generally speaking a cheerful and open minded if not slightly aloof young lady who is prone to the occasional bots of dark moods. Her opened minded nature is a direct result of witnessing her father’s countless romantic entanglements and conquests, giving her a live and let live attitude toward life in general. If people are happy and no one is getting hurt then she is usually content to let them be. It also comes as no surprise to find that she is somewhat lacking in personal motivation and drive, especially when it comes to her leadership of the Archery club, a position to which she was elected to in secret by the other members of the club. Despite regularly competing in Archery competitions she shows very little actual competitiveness when it comes to her personality and is far more likely to praise the achievements of others then to laud her own accomplishments. Though she is quick to neglect her own safety she is quick to leap to defence of those she considers to be ‘in her care’.
Biography: Charlotte, or Jäger to her friends, is originally from the outskirts of Munich, Germany and is the daughter of the world renowned playboy explorer Anton Jäger Neumann, a millionaire of no small influence on the international stage. An only child, Charlotte had an unstrained and fairly relaxed relationship with her father, aware and accepting of his playboy lifestyle provided that she didn't have to play house with his numerous ‘bunnies’ and 'kitties'. For his part her father often brought her along on his less dangerous expeditions, teaching her from a young age how to use the bow, just as his father had taught him at the same age. The two of them were close and shared everything, or at least she thought they did. That was until his death.
Charlotte had been with distant relatives when news of her fathers death reached her, apparently killed in one of the many small conflicts that flared up following the spread of the Kiryuin family’s influence across Asia. As an only child Charlotte now found herself orphaned. Fortunately her father had been a man of some considerable foresight and had made arrangements several years previously that in the event of his untimely death his daughter would be transferred to the prestigious Berlin High Academy. Charlotte now lives a few miles from the academy in a specially built cottage located in the woods, courtesy of the Academy. As to how this arrangement came to pass the specific details are unknown save to a few individuals, though it is widely thought that the Neumann family’s financial resources had been brought to bear. The generous contributions made to the Academy by the Neumann Foundation over the years would seem to bear this out.
During her first few months at Berlin High Charlotte had trouble integrating into school life and making friends, partly due to her own aloof nature and at the time heavily depressed mood. It soon started to affect her grades as well as her health. She even started to skip lessons on a regular basis. In an attempt to improve the situation it was suggested that she join one of the many clubs promoted by the Academy. In the end it was decided that she would join the Archery club. Unsurprisingly she excelled in the club and was thus quickly able to begin making friends with the other club members. This not only brought around her mood but improved her grades as well, returning her to normal, more or less, though she still has the occasional sombre moment. In terms of academics she is somewhat mediocre across the board. She still skips the occasional lesson as well.
With the still growing influence of the Kiryuin family spreading even more deeply into the fabric of European society the headmaster of Berlin Academy, Kenta Sanshiro, approached Charlotte along with certain other individuals at the Academy with a plan to stem the tide. Charlotte had originally been hesitant to take part in such a plan. To win her over Kenta Sanshiro revealed to her the reason that her father had died and how it was related to the Kiryuin family. She has yet to reveal what she was told, even to those she considers friends.
Weapons: Large Composite Bow – A simple but effective weapon constructed from a new carbon-fibre/alloy composite material that makes it more far more durable than any store bought item of similar size and design.
Items: Medical Kit – Her father was a famous hunter and explorer, meaning that Jäger is no stranger to injury and is relatively well versed in a wide variety of medical procedures, many self taught. These range from treating wounds and abrasions to relocating dislocations and broken bones.
Other
She is a universal blood donor and can perform field transfusions should the need arise.
As the current leader of the Archery team she has won several tournaments for the Academy.
She takes regular medication to help her maintain her mood. |
46,207 | 1,250 | 32 | 2,595 | 7,070 | Charlotte and Kageta got to their room, Charlotte went in first and apologized to the teacher for their tardiness. As the teacher entertained her, Kageta walked inside inconspicuous to the teacher and sat in an empty chair. When Charlotte finished speaking, she went to her own seat. Kageta stood up and moved to the seat beside Charlotte. "Hey." Kageta stated as he sat next to her. The Classroom was fairly empty anyway.
Kageta looked around the spacious room. The no-stars looked fairly different from most one-stars, the one-stars were uniformed and organized, while those lower seemed to have more individuality, he also wondered to himself what, if at all, the teachers' powers were like, then again, he hasn't seen any combat in-person done by any of the students, save his classmates. Then there were also some one-stars who retained some sort of individuality, as well as the other multi-starred students. Possibly, individual personality was needed in order to achieve a higher rank than one-star. That was interesting to note. And reminded him.
"So, when do you think we'll get our own starred uniforms?" He asked Charlotte. His voice more quiet than a statement, but louder than a whisper. | Name: Aaron Disney
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Aaaron is a male standing at about 5'9 and weighing about 175 pounds putting him in the Cruiser Weight Class as a boxer. He has dull blonde hair that is thick and curled at the ends. He has a gruff look to him due to how he doesn't completely shave off his facial hair making him look a bit older than how he should look. He has a thin but muscular build and normally wears a white t-shirt with brown sweat pants or his uniform. He wears no jewelry and has a rather plain and simple way of presenting himself without much in the way of making him smell better. He has dark misty green eyes that show he is not ethnically Japanese and comes from Europe.
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: No Star
Strengths: Immense Strength, Great durability, Strong Willpower (he doesn't give up easily), Adaptable in fights, Great speed in short bursts, Incredible in close range combat.
Weaknesses: All but a complete failure at ranged combat, fails at planning strategies before hand, only serviceable medium range in combat, stubborn, prideful, Very little experience using other forms of combat, struggles against sound based combat. Anger can overtake him in highly stressful/desperate situations leading to recklessness.
Favorite Activity: Boxing
Personality: Usually a glass half full sort of person Aaaron looks at life like he looks at a fight: an opportunity to get stronger and to better himself. He is not a very shy person by any means but he is also not a very loud man. He can be very stubborn when it comes to things he wants and doesn't back down easy unless he sees reason behind it. He prides himself on being a future world champion due to insane ability to destroy an opponent once he gets near them. As a person he can be humble when he wants to be but rarely is and often challenges people who think they're better than him. He hardly ever backs down from a challenge but does when he feels that he definitely can't win.
He feels over planning before going into anything brings stress and causes things to go wrong when it actually happens and prefers to go in with minimal scouting and planning in order to adapt to the fight or situation at hand rather than expect something and not receive it. He can be a very powerful presence when he desires to be as his loud voice and powerful tones lead him to be a charismatic person but only in the right situation and if used incorrectly could lead to him looking bombastic and stupid. While he isn't a very intelligent man he is very capable and not by any means dumb muscle. He values intelligence just as much as raw power but prefers the latter personally as it sends more of a statement. He hates hypocrisy and he usually honors his end of the bargain but when he goes in with the mind set or mission that he intends to betray the person in the first place then he has less of a problem with doing so but still dislikes the idea intensely.
He takes losses with grace and congratulates the person who defeats him unless he views them as scum. He handles victory with the same way offering a hand to a worthy opponent or demeaning a poor one. He refuses to give up and absolutely loathes the idea of doing so. He is the sort of person to go in and either break through the wall or get stopped full force. Despite this he is a surprisingly good liar due to the nature of his mission he trained with the local school president in Berlin for tips on how to do so. He can be incredibly passionate about boxing or anything else in general but only if riled up and is not one to go into hammy territory as he doesn't like to make a fool of himself.
Biography/history:
Born in Ireland as the son of a American-German soldier who left the army to be a businesswoman, and a Italian-Irish Boxer who traveled all around the world he grew up in various different locations. His early childhood was mainly spent in the British Isles but in different locations as he spent a lot of time with his mom who worked a lot but he also spent some time with his dad and his friends who were greatly supportive of the boy's efforts of trying to learn new things like learning how to walk or talk. His mother found his father's friends repulsive but considered them future friends and even gave the manager of his father the right to be his god father. His dad was a devoted catholic but his mother didn't have the same outlook in life and viewed life as something you just trudge through and experience not the whim of some greater being. How his father and mother got together were not something he would be told till much later in life.
As he grew up he learned English, Italian, Japanese, and German through friends and family members naturally speaking them and teaching him the words when asked to. He was taught the joy of overcoming tough challenges and not giving into disparity in school or in extracurricular activities. His mother found him to be a bit of a brute but expected as much given his linage. His mother installed him with tough discipline but made it clear she cared for him greatly she just wanted to make him ready for life. When her company was bought out by the Kiryuin Conglomerate she became more busy than ever and hardly ever had time for him. When he did spend time with his mother he had to find other things to do other than reading books and learning German in his spare time not doing work. Instead he ended up going from place to place with his father and his boxing business.
Already knowing many of the opponents, who were good friends of his dad due to his happy go lucky attitude and general all around manners despite being a great boxer, he was encouraged and even shown many of the techniques used by the various boxers. He was encouraged by his father who wanted him to follow in his footsteps or at least take care of himself in a fight. Aaron took this in stride and proved to be a great in-boxer but failed to show good in longer ranges. He also hated bows and arrows viewing them as impersonal despite his mother's insistence on practicing something other than punching someone. His schools had praise for the young man but every now and again he was called in due to his fights against bullies picking on him other kids.
As he grew older and smarter he eventually figured out he loved boxing more than business and decided to focus on that and with his father's help he proved to be near prodigal in his skills. He joined the local under-eighteen boxing tournaments and he proved his metal by winning the majority of his victories by a knock out. Hardly ever going down by points he prided himself on his skills. His mother disapproved but couldn't do much as her job kept her very busy. He dearly missed his mother and eventually he decided he'd focus on academics and he did fairly well at them but proved to be not nearly as good as he could be. He joined the track team in order to get in his running for boxing and to improve his body. He decided to go out on track work with his dad every morning which became a habit for him that he'd continue on which kept him healthy. Eventually he started to dig deeper in to his family history in which he found that he had a history of soldiers and generals dating back way more than he expected.
Eventually his mother managed to enroll him in a school in Germany called Berlin High, generic in his mother's opinion, but was known for it's excellent teachers. Going with it he said goodbye to his parents and left for Germany. In Germany he joined the track team again and he proved to be a good student to which the teachers praised his passion and determination but condemned him too for being way too stubborn for his own good. The Japanese German Headmaster took a notice to him and decided to let him form a Boxing club in school despite protests from teachers. He led the club for a time before leaving in order to focus on academics. However with more and more of the schools and businesses being acquired by the Kiryuin family Headmaster Kenta Sanshiro acquired him for a mission to Kyushu, Japan to overthrow the growing power that was taking over the town and the school. Aaron agreed to this in order to find some way to fight back against the juggernaut and to see what the fuss was about the star uniform. It also was a priority to find out why exactly his mom was so busy and what exactly these people were up to.
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Weapons: Boxing gloves, hand tape, brass knuckles
Items: Cellphone, notebook and pencils, and book on different boxing styles |
46,208 | 1,250 | 33 | 490 | 461 | Jäger stared with narrowed eyes at the teacher, sat directly in front of her at the other end of the room. She didn’t like it when people just casually disregarded her like that, especially when she went to so much trouble to be polite and friendly. Not that any of the other late arrivals faired any better, which was something at least. She turned toward Kageta and hummed thoughtfully as she considered his question. “I’m not sure. It’s clear that we can’t just go and ask for one, or everybody would have one. No, we need to do something to earn them, something to catch their attention, something that they can’t ignore,” she said thoughtfully, referring to those who constituted the real power in this academy. She had had an idea about that, however she was cut off just as she opened her mouth to speak, the sound of fist on blackboard silencing the background conversation of the other students.
Once their teacher was satisfied that he had gotten everyone’s attention he cleared his throat to speak. “OK listen up brats, you have an assembly to get to, pronto, no slacking off. If I catch anyone trying to sneak off you’ll be sent straight to the Disciplinary Committee, understand? Good,” he said in monotonous tone that suggested that despite his words he really could care less. After a moment of hesitation the students started to mobilise, displaying no more enthusiasm than that shown by their teacher. Jäger turned toward Kageta and shrugged before joining the rest of the students as they headed toward the assembly point. | Name: Charlotte Jäger Neumann
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Star Ranking/Goku Uniform: Zero Stars
Fighting Style – Medium/Long range
Strengths
Steady Aim – Jäger has a keen eye and well trained aim that makes her attacks at long range very accurate and precise, with no trouble hitting both stationary and moving individual targets.
Stamina – Jäger has high stamina, allowing her to sustain her speed and mobility for long periods of time before she begins to flag and tire.
Mobility – While not as flexible as a parkour practitioner Jäger is nimble and able to stay mobile, even in rough and treacherous terrain. Her mobility is greatest in outdoor, natural settings, or any reasonable artificial approximations of such environments.
Armour Piercing – While not overly high in offensive power Jäger’s attacks are primarily piercing in nature, allowing her to inflict respectable damage against opponents who specialise in defence and/or wear light to medium armour.
Weaknesses
Endurance – Jäger lacks the physical build and training needed to endure melee hits of any substantial or sustained nature.
Unsteady Aim – As Jäger’s fighting style is ill suited for melee combat her accuracy drops significantly when opponents enter into close range, potentially causing her to panic and fumble her shots.
Focus – The greater the number of opponents the harder it becomes to focus on any particular target. This is especially true when using long range weapons that require time to draw and aim. It is compounded further if those targets are all moving in a random/chaotic manner.
Favourite Activity: Archery
Personality: Charlotte is generally speaking a cheerful and open minded if not slightly aloof young lady who is prone to the occasional bots of dark moods. Her opened minded nature is a direct result of witnessing her father’s countless romantic entanglements and conquests, giving her a live and let live attitude toward life in general. If people are happy and no one is getting hurt then she is usually content to let them be. It also comes as no surprise to find that she is somewhat lacking in personal motivation and drive, especially when it comes to her leadership of the Archery club, a position to which she was elected to in secret by the other members of the club. Despite regularly competing in Archery competitions she shows very little actual competitiveness when it comes to her personality and is far more likely to praise the achievements of others then to laud her own accomplishments. Though she is quick to neglect her own safety she is quick to leap to defence of those she considers to be ‘in her care’.
Biography: Charlotte, or Jäger to her friends, is originally from the outskirts of Munich, Germany and is the daughter of the world renowned playboy explorer Anton Jäger Neumann, a millionaire of no small influence on the international stage. An only child, Charlotte had an unstrained and fairly relaxed relationship with her father, aware and accepting of his playboy lifestyle provided that she didn't have to play house with his numerous ‘bunnies’ and 'kitties'. For his part her father often brought her along on his less dangerous expeditions, teaching her from a young age how to use the bow, just as his father had taught him at the same age. The two of them were close and shared everything, or at least she thought they did. That was until his death.
Charlotte had been with distant relatives when news of her fathers death reached her, apparently killed in one of the many small conflicts that flared up following the spread of the Kiryuin family’s influence across Asia. As an only child Charlotte now found herself orphaned. Fortunately her father had been a man of some considerable foresight and had made arrangements several years previously that in the event of his untimely death his daughter would be transferred to the prestigious Berlin High Academy. Charlotte now lives a few miles from the academy in a specially built cottage located in the woods, courtesy of the Academy. As to how this arrangement came to pass the specific details are unknown save to a few individuals, though it is widely thought that the Neumann family’s financial resources had been brought to bear. The generous contributions made to the Academy by the Neumann Foundation over the years would seem to bear this out.
During her first few months at Berlin High Charlotte had trouble integrating into school life and making friends, partly due to her own aloof nature and at the time heavily depressed mood. It soon started to affect her grades as well as her health. She even started to skip lessons on a regular basis. In an attempt to improve the situation it was suggested that she join one of the many clubs promoted by the Academy. In the end it was decided that she would join the Archery club. Unsurprisingly she excelled in the club and was thus quickly able to begin making friends with the other club members. This not only brought around her mood but improved her grades as well, returning her to normal, more or less, though she still has the occasional sombre moment. In terms of academics she is somewhat mediocre across the board. She still skips the occasional lesson as well.
With the still growing influence of the Kiryuin family spreading even more deeply into the fabric of European society the headmaster of Berlin Academy, Kenta Sanshiro, approached Charlotte along with certain other individuals at the Academy with a plan to stem the tide. Charlotte had originally been hesitant to take part in such a plan. To win her over Kenta Sanshiro revealed to her the reason that her father had died and how it was related to the Kiryuin family. She has yet to reveal what she was told, even to those she considers friends.
Weapons: Large Composite Bow – A simple but effective weapon constructed from a new carbon-fibre/alloy composite material that makes it more far more durable than any store bought item of similar size and design.
Items: Medical Kit – Her father was a famous hunter and explorer, meaning that Jäger is no stranger to injury and is relatively well versed in a wide variety of medical procedures, many self taught. These range from treating wounds and abrasions to relocating dislocations and broken bones.
Other
She is a universal blood donor and can perform field transfusions should the need arise.
As the current leader of the Archery team she has won several tournaments for the Academy.
She takes regular medication to help her maintain her mood. |
46,209 | 1,251 | 0 | 2,428 | 3,526 | Is he seriously done already? The heck was the point of throwing an assembly for a minute long speech just to tell us how bad we are?
Aria muttered to herself somewhat annoyed, despite how short the speech had been. She wouldn't have minded if it was some awe-inspiring speech about the "strength of unity" or "the power within them all", or something equally cheesy, because that at least would have gotten her excited for the placement test the next day. But no, didn't seem like they'd be getting a pep talk anytime soon, at least not from Mr. Ozpen.
She looked around the room slowly, taking in some of the more interesting people in the audience, some of which returned her looks in kind, most of them likely wishing they could shoot daggers from their eyes into her. She was used to that look, but she knew half of them didn't have the guts to follow up on it. Sighing slightly, she continued to look around the room for anyone of interest. | Name: Aria Eimhear
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Fox Faunus
Appearance: Aria
Personality: While she is often friendly around most people, Aria can be extremely competitive with others if they propose a challenge of some sort. She also has a bad habit of knocking Anti-Faunus folks on the floor and knocking their teeth out. Other than that she enjoys conditioning, training, studying, baking, and sewing.
History: Aria was born into a full Faunus family, her mother was sick most of the time, and being the oldest of 3 children, Aria helped around the house as much as she could with her father. She spent a lot of time together with her father, an ex-Hunter who'd settled down with her mother, and the stories he told her and her siblings sparked a small fire in Aria that made her want to see the same heights her father had, to experience something beyond the mundainness of normality. Of course, nobody just up and decides to be a Hunter and makes the cut, so from the age of 10 she began researching, studying, and training to condition herself to make it through Combat school. While she'd been harassed for being a Faunus all her life, for some reason the harassment accentuated into full blown racism when she made her goal clear, the usual shit Faunus had to deal with, sometimes the other, full-human kids would beat her up, sometimes they'd lock her in a room and leave her there for an adult to find her, throughout most of her Secondary education she was an outcast. She eventually got sick of their shit and put her training to use, any fight she got into she'd win, even if it was 4 on 1, largely due to her combat practice, the kids left her alone because frankly, she could beat any of them fair or not.
Her experience at Signal was largely uneventful, aside from that being where she awakened her Aura and constructed her Scathach pistols, which she now uses alongside her father's old Gun-Sword, Setanta. She promoted in the top 10th percentile and has since prepared to go to Beacon to complete her training and become a real Huntress.
Weapons:
-Scatach, the Knife Revolvers-
Aria's pistols are relatively simple, all she really did was meld the barrel into a knife blade, and re-forge the revolver to hold 8 bullets instead of 6.
-Setanta, the Magnum Saber-
Setanta is the same sword Aria's father used when he was a hunter, though she did make several adjustments to the grip, barrel, and chambers to suit her needs. Aside from the obvious pokey bit of Setanta, the Revolver on the hilt can be reloaded oddly enough like a standard clip pistol rather than an actual revolver, the bullets being inserted into the hilt. Using certain dust rounds can cause the barrel to spew various effects, such as using Red Dust to force it to shoot fire in a stream.
Semblance:
Heat Conduit: Aria can drain the heat out of nearly anything using her left hand, and can dispel it out of her right hand, how much heat is absorbed, and dispelled is dependant on how much Aura she focuses, she could potentially completely freeze a hot tub and use the accumulated heat to ignite something else. She can't hold onto stored heat for over a minute, otherwise it'll just start gradually leaking back out harmlessly. |
46,210 | 1,251 | 1 | 1,894 | 3,105 | Booker sighed mentally at the less than adequate speech. His body was on autopilot while he thought about some of the people he made short conversation with while on the ride to the Academy. Some of them seemed nice, but others don't tolerate Faunus and it sickened him to see people like that. There wasn't anything he could do about it, and it that in mind he simply put his thoughts to rest for the moment. He wouldn't get anywhere by sulking around, so he had to make the best of things and seek out people who'd accept him and his kind.
As the "Speech" Finished, Booker looked around and examined some of the faces in the room, Some of them Faunus like him, and the rest of them human. None of them seemed to glare at him when their eyes connected, but if he ever actually connected eyes with anyone it didn't last more than a second before he looked to someone else, so he didn't know if they were glaring daggers or not. As he looked around, his attention was momentarily captured by another faunus, having dark grey hair and yellow eyes. He sent out a small smile to the woman and continued to look around, knowing that sooner or later he'd have to make friends and teammates. | Name: Booker Hendrix
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Cheetah Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected, and thoughtful, Booker always thinks of the other before himself. He isn't usually the first person to start a conversation, but he can hold one up nonetheless and without trouble or strain on himself. he has deep love and care for his weapons and prefers that they not be touched by others. He can often get lost in his thoughts and loves to read books in his spare time
History: Booker grew up as an only child for quite some time in his life. His love of books came from his mother while his fighting skills came from his father. He didn't socialize all that often, and when his parents noticed this they had attempted to put him in team sports to he wouldn't be constantly isolated. He worked great with the teams that he worked with and although he did many sports, Soccer/Football was his favorite. His father saw his love for the sport and he could see why, his kicks were incredibly powerful and strong, and always had well thought out plans. From a fair young age, Booker's father placed him in Signal academy in hopes of making his son a fine huntsman, and beacon was another step to getting to their shared goal.
Weapon: Inkwell & Brush: His two high preformance combat boots work well with his own fighting style, the boots have very small propulsion systems in the bottoms, allowing for greater jumps, to move quickly with a small burst, or to increase the power of his kicks tenfold. The boots can be used with Dust, but is completely optional. They are made from a light yet durable material to they will not weigh him down while moving.
Semblance: Perception: Booker's five senses and reflexes are improved almost to the point where he can react to things as soon as the happen, no longer having the need to relay information throughout the body. His entire body acts as a sensor so that he can react to things as quickly as possible. |
46,211 | 1,251 | 2 | 1,502 | 158 | so i see like signal that the motivational speech sucked, so Lacie, you better be in my team cos my team needs a cute mascot! Marumasa grinned cheakily as young girl punched him in the arm and walked off, "i take that as a i'll be there!" now rubbing his shoulder, he inspected the people that stood around socializing, and the few that awkwardly stood there staring at others, "signal.... he's from signal.... she's from signal... a lot of these guys are from signal.... means a lot of these guys hate me" he laughed to himself as he made way for the edge of the room, bumping into a young faunus with brown hair, "sorry.... another signal...." with that he disappeared again.
Marumasa pulled out a small console like object and begin slamming buttons, small noises came out from the device, it was a game about slaying monsters. "take that... pow! pow!" he now and then sounded the actions and shouting a few commands at the small device, "High score" he smiled to himself as he carried on playing, looking aside he saw another faunus standing alone, a girl with grey hair, "why doesn't she go speak to the other awkward faunus..... totally shipping it" | Name: Thalen HarkenGender: MaleAge: 19Appearance: Height: 6'5" Weight: Weapon: Harken wields a glaive that seconds as a high caliber assault rifle. Can extend and collapse together to fit into a pocket and the blade folds up to be more compact. The rile mechanis is with the blade and at the base. When just an assault rifle, the compact pole serves as a suppressor.Vehicle: History: Comin upI'll try to sketch up the weapon at some point
accepted :D though please put it in a hider when you can xD
Also i have made changes to my character, and please add your semblance to you character when you can ^_^ |
46,212 | 1,251 | 3 | 1,894 | 3,105 | After studying a few faces, Booker went back into a state of thought and nearly blocked everything out, trying to think about the people who made eye contact with him. He wasn't all that good with reading people at the first couple moments of a conversation, but he assumed that he knew enough to be able to sort out who would be best on a team. All of his thoughts were halted and thrown out of his mind as a young with black hair and brown eyes bumped in to him. He didn't mind it, and actually he thanked for being bumped in to, since he could have easily stayed right there in his spot when everyone evacuated the area.
Deciding to follow this person, Booker didn't say anything to him and was close enough to see what he was doing. It confused him a little as to what he was doing with the device in his hands, but it seemed to occupy his time and give him something to do while time continued to flow onward. He was about to tap him on the shoulder and speak up until he had head him talk about an "Awkward Faunus" and paused for a moment, wondering if he meant him. He was even more confused when he said that he was shipping it. He knew what the term meant, but the Cheetah Faunus was still confused as to why this person would just pair people up like that after only mere seconds- possibly less- of confrontation. At least these statements gave him things to talk about, and he tapped the boy shoulder like he planned to.
"Excuse me, but what's that in your hands?" He was completely confused as to what it was. He didn't have any problems with technology in the least, his own weapons could speak for that, but he didn't keep up with technology unless it was something that would change the world, or something along those likes. "I'm not all that familiar with it, but it seems that you're having a good time using it." | Name: Booker Hendrix
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Cheetah Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected, and thoughtful, Booker always thinks of the other before himself. He isn't usually the first person to start a conversation, but he can hold one up nonetheless and without trouble or strain on himself. he has deep love and care for his weapons and prefers that they not be touched by others. He can often get lost in his thoughts and loves to read books in his spare time
History: Booker grew up as an only child for quite some time in his life. His love of books came from his mother while his fighting skills came from his father. He didn't socialize all that often, and when his parents noticed this they had attempted to put him in team sports to he wouldn't be constantly isolated. He worked great with the teams that he worked with and although he did many sports, Soccer/Football was his favorite. His father saw his love for the sport and he could see why, his kicks were incredibly powerful and strong, and always had well thought out plans. From a fair young age, Booker's father placed him in Signal academy in hopes of making his son a fine huntsman, and beacon was another step to getting to their shared goal.
Weapon: Inkwell & Brush: His two high preformance combat boots work well with his own fighting style, the boots have very small propulsion systems in the bottoms, allowing for greater jumps, to move quickly with a small burst, or to increase the power of his kicks tenfold. The boots can be used with Dust, but is completely optional. They are made from a light yet durable material to they will not weigh him down while moving.
Semblance: Perception: Booker's five senses and reflexes are improved almost to the point where he can react to things as soon as the happen, no longer having the need to relay information throughout the body. His entire body acts as a sensor so that he can react to things as quickly as possible. |
46,213 | 1,251 | 4 | 1,502 | 158 | Marumasa stopped the game and slowly turned his head towards the faunus speaking to him, his face seemed completely angry, as if rudely interrupted from an important matter, but this face was broken by a small smile, "oh you mean the GameHub? it's a little handheld console that allows me to play games on the go" he smiled softly "well i made on the during my time at signal,... well i took the disk reader from the Gamestation meaning i still used Gamestation chips to store my games but with a little bit of editing i turned a console into a handheld console" his face beamed with admiration of his efforts, "you can give it a go if you like? the game is huntress, you know the game about killing creatures based off of the hunters and huntresses, used to play this game all the time"
Marumasa shut his mouth for a second then looked closely at the faunus, "wait a second, wait.wait.wait.wait.wait, you came from signal too right?! yes you're the awkard guy i bumped into! names marumasa gald to have met you" he held out his hand offering a hand shake, "well since you approached me you either don't know where to start with introducing yourself orrr everyone here finds you annoying like moi" he grinned and pointed at himself with the other hand, "if it's becuase you don't know who to speak to first yet i suggest it shouldn't be me cos i end up driving people away with the my annoying habit of not shutting up, though i believe a better start is the other faunus standing to the right of us" | Name: Thalen HarkenGender: MaleAge: 19Appearance: Height: 6'5" Weight: Weapon: Harken wields a glaive that seconds as a high caliber assault rifle. Can extend and collapse together to fit into a pocket and the blade folds up to be more compact. The rile mechanis is with the blade and at the base. When just an assault rifle, the compact pole serves as a suppressor.Vehicle: History: Comin upI'll try to sketch up the weapon at some point
accepted :D though please put it in a hider when you can xD
Also i have made changes to my character, and please add your semblance to you character when you can ^_^ |
46,214 | 1,251 | 5 | 1,894 | 3,105 | I'm.... I'm good. He waved off the offer to use the device, slowly starting to regret starting up a conversation with this talkative person. Just by listening to the person, he knew clearly why he chose to be quiet most of the time, mainly to avoid people seeing him as an annoyance. He knew he would get over it in time, but as of the moment it was already starting to annoy him just a little. He didn't really listen to him going on about how he made the device, he wasn't really one to love technology like many others, but he did see that if he could turn a brick of a system into a handheld console, he had aptitude for those kinds of things.
He was prepared to say more when he had stopped him almost comically. It was true that he was from Signal, but he was surprised that he had deducted that so fast. Booker had done a pretty good job of keeping himself at a low profile, almost to the point where he could easily miss a day or two and people wouldn't know. He never took advantage of that, but he very easily could if he so wanted. Booker shook the boy's had quickly and set his had back down at his side.
If he was going to be honest with himself, Booker felt a little insulted as Marumasa had thought that people found the Faunus annoying and moved him over to Marumasa for that reason. He wasn't going to say anything about it, but the thought was present in his mind. He would also be honest about that fact that the boy was completely aware of his inability to to stop speaking for more than a few moments. "My name is Booker, and I was just curious about the device." An idea came to the boy as he thought for a quick moment. "Maybe after the room clears, or we find an open area, we can see the other person's weapon?" | Name: Booker Hendrix
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Cheetah Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected, and thoughtful, Booker always thinks of the other before himself. He isn't usually the first person to start a conversation, but he can hold one up nonetheless and without trouble or strain on himself. he has deep love and care for his weapons and prefers that they not be touched by others. He can often get lost in his thoughts and loves to read books in his spare time
History: Booker grew up as an only child for quite some time in his life. His love of books came from his mother while his fighting skills came from his father. He didn't socialize all that often, and when his parents noticed this they had attempted to put him in team sports to he wouldn't be constantly isolated. He worked great with the teams that he worked with and although he did many sports, Soccer/Football was his favorite. His father saw his love for the sport and he could see why, his kicks were incredibly powerful and strong, and always had well thought out plans. From a fair young age, Booker's father placed him in Signal academy in hopes of making his son a fine huntsman, and beacon was another step to getting to their shared goal.
Weapon: Inkwell & Brush: His two high preformance combat boots work well with his own fighting style, the boots have very small propulsion systems in the bottoms, allowing for greater jumps, to move quickly with a small burst, or to increase the power of his kicks tenfold. The boots can be used with Dust, but is completely optional. They are made from a light yet durable material to they will not weigh him down while moving.
Semblance: Perception: Booker's five senses and reflexes are improved almost to the point where he can react to things as soon as the happen, no longer having the need to relay information throughout the body. His entire body acts as a sensor so that he can react to things as quickly as possible. |
46,215 | 1,251 | 6 | 1,744 | 9 | Ai never payed attention to these things at Signal so she probably would have tuned out right away had Mr. Ozpin's speech not been so ridiculously short.
"Wait, that was it?" said Ai. She yawned. "I like this guy. He keeps it brief."
Ai looked around. Everyone towered over her. Nothing new, really. Everyone was taller than her at Signal, too. Even the freshmen.
"This sucks! Everyone here is huge," she said to herself. She yawned again. "There's a bed waiting to be slept on somewhere around here..." | Name: Ai Huang
Age: 16
Race: Faunus (Tiger)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Safebooru
An undersized (standing at a measly 4'6", despite her age, and ironic considering the tiger is the largest cat species) blonde Faunus with tiger ears and a tail.
Personality: Ai is friendly, childish, sly and mischievous. She is sensitive about her height, and is often teased for it -- when she's not being bullied for being a Faunus. She's none too bright, and struggles at the theory aspects of training to be a Huntress, but relishes in the practical aspects and works very hard to push the limits of her body.
History: Ai descends from Faunus who lived in Menagerie prior to the Faunus War, but who immigrated to Vytal afterwards. As a result, Ai comes from a poor upbringing, living in a small village not too far off from Vale.
At a young age, Ai's family attended the Vytal Festival in Vale, where Ai's parents bought her a yo-yo. She quickly became enamored with the toy, becoming incredibly proficient at performing advanced yo-yo tricks. As a Faunus, Ai had to defend herself against discrimination and bullying from other children, and used her yo-yo as an improvised weapon to do so, though it often got her in trouble and gave her a mischievous reputation.
A year later, Ai's village was attacked by Grimm. It was quickly defended by an experienced Hunter, to which Ai bore witness. As a result, Ai was inspired to become a Huntress. Her parents were supportive of her dream, and sent her away to attend at Signal with the hopes of moving on to Beacon.
At Signal, Ai reforged her beloved first yo-yo into one half of two dangerous Tiger Teeth, "Friend". Afterwards, she saved up money to acquire an expensive top-of-the-line secondary yo-yo, and reforged it into her second weapon, "Stranger". The two are functionally identical, with the only difference being that Friend's disks are visibly more worn than Stranger's.
Weapon: Tiger Teeth, Friend (right-hand) and Stranger (left-hand) Classed: DPSB (Dust-Propelled Star Bandalore). These weapons are a set of two lengthy wired mechanical yo-yos with five extendable rotating blades contained inside each disk. The blades can be extended in two configurations: just one (Chinese rope-dart mode), and all five (flying sawblade mode). Dust can be used as a propellant to super-accelerate the disks, change their trajectory more precisely while in the air, or reel in quicker. Similar to Chinese wind and fire wheels, they can also be used in close-range, but much less effectively.
Semblance: Ai's Semblance allows her to use her aura to control her presence. While active, her aura is disguised and is difficult to detect, letting her move without making a sound, but her aura can also be used to exert the uncomfortable feeling of being watched by an unseen predator.
Any suggestions for a Semblance? I was thinking of personal weight manipulation. Going with stealth |
46,216 | 1,251 | 7 | 1,502 | 158 | sure i haven't been able to use my babies in a long time, like a month now, maybe... not to sure really, thoughhhh i am a little worried that we may have drifted apart.... and i am worried for anyone that duels me anytime soon, like my talking, my trigger finger never stops he laughed a little as he put his console away in his pocket and stood up, "let's wait for everyone to go then, i'll go get the twins and meet you back here ok?". With that he disappeared, he already knew he was annoying the faunus so gave him time to rethink about wanting to speak to Marumasa since Marumasa didn't want a repeat of last year, "oof!" Marumasa bumped into a young girl, really confused at why she was here he decided to apologize and go get his weapons, "sorry little one!" he smiled and ran off what's a kid doing here? is she a daughter of a teacher or something?" ignoring this he found his bag and picked it up.
on the walk back people were still talking, though the inside of the are was particularly empty, it was still the middle of the day but most of the students were now at the food hall grabbing a bite to eat, Marumasa was chomping away at a sandwich he had bought with him, "i'm back Booker, surprised you are still here waiting for me, usually people run away the first chance i get" he smiled hoping that Booker will be the first true friend | Name: Thalen HarkenGender: MaleAge: 19Appearance: Height: 6'5" Weight: Weapon: Harken wields a glaive that seconds as a high caliber assault rifle. Can extend and collapse together to fit into a pocket and the blade folds up to be more compact. The rile mechanis is with the blade and at the base. When just an assault rifle, the compact pole serves as a suppressor.Vehicle: History: Comin upI'll try to sketch up the weapon at some point
accepted :D though please put it in a hider when you can xD
Also i have made changes to my character, and please add your semblance to you character when you can ^_^ |
46,217 | 1,251 | 8 | 1,744 | 9 | Little one? LITTLE ONE?!
Ai instinctively reached into her pockets for her yo-yos, but stopped half-way.
"Calm down, tiger," she said to herself. "You're at Beacon now. Just play it cool."
Ai took one yo-yo out of her pocket and gave it a few relaxing spins before putting it back. Whoever that guy was, he was a jerk, and a human, and those two things were generally synonymous. Ai turned around and bumped right into a fox-eared Faunus girl she thought she recognized. Of course, like everyone else, she was way taller, so Ai had to look straight up.
"Uh... hi. You're Signal, right?" | Name: Ai Huang
Age: 16
Race: Faunus (Tiger)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Safebooru
An undersized (standing at a measly 4'6", despite her age, and ironic considering the tiger is the largest cat species) blonde Faunus with tiger ears and a tail.
Personality: Ai is friendly, childish, sly and mischievous. She is sensitive about her height, and is often teased for it -- when she's not being bullied for being a Faunus. She's none too bright, and struggles at the theory aspects of training to be a Huntress, but relishes in the practical aspects and works very hard to push the limits of her body.
History: Ai descends from Faunus who lived in Menagerie prior to the Faunus War, but who immigrated to Vytal afterwards. As a result, Ai comes from a poor upbringing, living in a small village not too far off from Vale.
At a young age, Ai's family attended the Vytal Festival in Vale, where Ai's parents bought her a yo-yo. She quickly became enamored with the toy, becoming incredibly proficient at performing advanced yo-yo tricks. As a Faunus, Ai had to defend herself against discrimination and bullying from other children, and used her yo-yo as an improvised weapon to do so, though it often got her in trouble and gave her a mischievous reputation.
A year later, Ai's village was attacked by Grimm. It was quickly defended by an experienced Hunter, to which Ai bore witness. As a result, Ai was inspired to become a Huntress. Her parents were supportive of her dream, and sent her away to attend at Signal with the hopes of moving on to Beacon.
At Signal, Ai reforged her beloved first yo-yo into one half of two dangerous Tiger Teeth, "Friend". Afterwards, she saved up money to acquire an expensive top-of-the-line secondary yo-yo, and reforged it into her second weapon, "Stranger". The two are functionally identical, with the only difference being that Friend's disks are visibly more worn than Stranger's.
Weapon: Tiger Teeth, Friend (right-hand) and Stranger (left-hand) Classed: DPSB (Dust-Propelled Star Bandalore). These weapons are a set of two lengthy wired mechanical yo-yos with five extendable rotating blades contained inside each disk. The blades can be extended in two configurations: just one (Chinese rope-dart mode), and all five (flying sawblade mode). Dust can be used as a propellant to super-accelerate the disks, change their trajectory more precisely while in the air, or reel in quicker. Similar to Chinese wind and fire wheels, they can also be used in close-range, but much less effectively.
Semblance: Ai's Semblance allows her to use her aura to control her presence. While active, her aura is disguised and is difficult to detect, letting her move without making a sound, but her aura can also be used to exert the uncomfortable feeling of being watched by an unseen predator.
Any suggestions for a Semblance? I was thinking of personal weight manipulation. Going with stealth |
46,218 | 1,251 | 9 | 1,894 | 3,105 | Booker simply waited and stayed in the same spot so that Marumasa wouldn't have to go around and look for him. He looked around the area to see any of the people who were still there, many to most of them were leaving the area to go and do other things for the day. As far as he knew the rest of the day was just for them, no classes or anything and they could freely travel the academy as long as they made their way to the ballroom to sleep for the night. They would get their teams and rooms later on, but right now he was just waiting around for Marumasa to make his way back. He had no problem waiting for him, but Booker had assumed that everyone carried their weapon or weapons around all the time. He knew that he did.
Booker looked down at his feet and his shoe based weapons. He had hand made both of them, and although they were a little heavy, it helped him since he was now able to move and walk like he never had them on in the first place. The material that they were mainly comprised of was both light and durable, so if he had used anything else, the weight would have been much more.
His attention was moved away from his boots as he was once again in the presence of his new friend. He could understand why people would have walked away, but Booker was very calm, patient, and tolerant. It would take quite a lot to get him to snap, possibly like the end of the world or something. He shook his head with a soft smile. "It's nothing to worry about, but shouldn't you have your weapons on you at all times?" It might not have been easier for other students to carry around their weapons, but using two weapons like he did, Booker thought that Marumasa already had them. | Name: Booker Hendrix
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Cheetah Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected, and thoughtful, Booker always thinks of the other before himself. He isn't usually the first person to start a conversation, but he can hold one up nonetheless and without trouble or strain on himself. he has deep love and care for his weapons and prefers that they not be touched by others. He can often get lost in his thoughts and loves to read books in his spare time
History: Booker grew up as an only child for quite some time in his life. His love of books came from his mother while his fighting skills came from his father. He didn't socialize all that often, and when his parents noticed this they had attempted to put him in team sports to he wouldn't be constantly isolated. He worked great with the teams that he worked with and although he did many sports, Soccer/Football was his favorite. His father saw his love for the sport and he could see why, his kicks were incredibly powerful and strong, and always had well thought out plans. From a fair young age, Booker's father placed him in Signal academy in hopes of making his son a fine huntsman, and beacon was another step to getting to their shared goal.
Weapon: Inkwell & Brush: His two high preformance combat boots work well with his own fighting style, the boots have very small propulsion systems in the bottoms, allowing for greater jumps, to move quickly with a small burst, or to increase the power of his kicks tenfold. The boots can be used with Dust, but is completely optional. They are made from a light yet durable material to they will not weigh him down while moving.
Semblance: Perception: Booker's five senses and reflexes are improved almost to the point where he can react to things as soon as the happen, no longer having the need to relay information throughout the body. His entire body acts as a sensor so that he can react to things as quickly as possible. |
46,219 | 1,251 | 10 | 1,502 | 158 | that is very much true but the thing is i left my stuff with Lacie, and the two girls were too heavy to carry around during the ceremony, but no fear from this day on my and the girls are inseparable, and i will be prepared for everything With that he placed his red suitcase in front of him, slowly unzipping it with anticipation, "i haven't hand them in a long time..... damn i miss them" and without warning he erupted from the ground with two swords.
Tw/o long red dual blades appeared, nice black carbon handles with a long red metal blade with splits down the middle, and a dust containment chamber attached to handle of the blades, "here you go, these are my weapons, and if i do this..." with a quick flick the sword's form changed, and now they were a pair of shotguns, again long red metal tri-barrels, a long red blade along the top of the barrel and a black grip. "they're kind of naked right now wait there." he slammed the shotguns into the bag and pulled them out, attached to them are two large circular ammo cylinders,
"for a hunter i chose rather close ranged firearms, i used to use bows and a hunting rifle, though i liked the shotgun back at home" he swung them around a little and changed them back into swords and then back to guns, and then finally back into swords and swung them around, "when they are in sword form i tend to attach the ammo cylinders to my shoulder pads but... i lost them" he laughed awkwardly, "i need to remake them soon, not too hard to make, like the console i kind of know what i am doing... sometimes i get it wrong" he looked aside, the grey fox faunus remained around, and the shorter faunus was still here, "you have any clue who that kid belongs too, i bumped into her earlier... maybe she's lost?" he looked at her, kind of worried. | Name: Thalen HarkenGender: MaleAge: 19Appearance: Height: 6'5" Weight: Weapon: Harken wields a glaive that seconds as a high caliber assault rifle. Can extend and collapse together to fit into a pocket and the blade folds up to be more compact. The rile mechanis is with the blade and at the base. When just an assault rifle, the compact pole serves as a suppressor.Vehicle: History: Comin upI'll try to sketch up the weapon at some point
accepted :D though please put it in a hider when you can xD
Also i have made changes to my character, and please add your semblance to you character when you can ^_^ |
46,220 | 1,251 | 11 | 2,428 | 3,526 | Aria had started walking around, still seeking out something of interest. She wasn't really interested in making friends until after the initiation, after all, it'd suck to become friends with someone only for them to get sent home after one day. Scanning her head from side to side as she walked, she took in the numerous faces until she felt something bump into her, it couldn't have been another student, she'd have seen them coming. She stopped for a moment before looking down and seeing the face of a young-looking faunus with short blonde hair and tiger ears poking through her hair. The girl mentioned Signal, and Aria, wanting to at least speak to her on eye level, knelt down to look her in the face.
She had very clear eyes, Aria thought she must have been a child until she glanced at her hands; she had callouses that were the result of practice, the kind that would take years to develop. And she was fairly sure no little kid would ever be admitted to Beacon, genius or not. She felt her foot bump against something as she knelt, and reached around to pick it up. It looked like 2 small discs attached to one another, almost like...a yo-yo? She'd seen her brother mess around with one when they were little, but she never cared to learn to play with them. She responded to the little kitty's question with: "Yup, I'm from Signal...say, is this thing yours?" She said extending her hand with the yo-yo in her palm. "Sorry about bumping into you, my name's Aria. I take it you're from Signal too since you asked?" | Name: Aria Eimhear
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Fox Faunus
Appearance: Aria
Personality: While she is often friendly around most people, Aria can be extremely competitive with others if they propose a challenge of some sort. She also has a bad habit of knocking Anti-Faunus folks on the floor and knocking their teeth out. Other than that she enjoys conditioning, training, studying, baking, and sewing.
History: Aria was born into a full Faunus family, her mother was sick most of the time, and being the oldest of 3 children, Aria helped around the house as much as she could with her father. She spent a lot of time together with her father, an ex-Hunter who'd settled down with her mother, and the stories he told her and her siblings sparked a small fire in Aria that made her want to see the same heights her father had, to experience something beyond the mundainness of normality. Of course, nobody just up and decides to be a Hunter and makes the cut, so from the age of 10 she began researching, studying, and training to condition herself to make it through Combat school. While she'd been harassed for being a Faunus all her life, for some reason the harassment accentuated into full blown racism when she made her goal clear, the usual shit Faunus had to deal with, sometimes the other, full-human kids would beat her up, sometimes they'd lock her in a room and leave her there for an adult to find her, throughout most of her Secondary education she was an outcast. She eventually got sick of their shit and put her training to use, any fight she got into she'd win, even if it was 4 on 1, largely due to her combat practice, the kids left her alone because frankly, she could beat any of them fair or not.
Her experience at Signal was largely uneventful, aside from that being where she awakened her Aura and constructed her Scathach pistols, which she now uses alongside her father's old Gun-Sword, Setanta. She promoted in the top 10th percentile and has since prepared to go to Beacon to complete her training and become a real Huntress.
Weapons:
-Scatach, the Knife Revolvers-
Aria's pistols are relatively simple, all she really did was meld the barrel into a knife blade, and re-forge the revolver to hold 8 bullets instead of 6.
-Setanta, the Magnum Saber-
Setanta is the same sword Aria's father used when he was a hunter, though she did make several adjustments to the grip, barrel, and chambers to suit her needs. Aside from the obvious pokey bit of Setanta, the Revolver on the hilt can be reloaded oddly enough like a standard clip pistol rather than an actual revolver, the bullets being inserted into the hilt. Using certain dust rounds can cause the barrel to spew various effects, such as using Red Dust to force it to shoot fire in a stream.
Semblance:
Heat Conduit: Aria can drain the heat out of nearly anything using her left hand, and can dispel it out of her right hand, how much heat is absorbed, and dispelled is dependant on how much Aura she focuses, she could potentially completely freeze a hot tub and use the accumulated heat to ignite something else. She can't hold onto stored heat for over a minute, otherwise it'll just start gradually leaking back out harmlessly. |
46,221 | 1,251 | 12 | 1,894 | 3,105 | As Marumasa was showing off his weapons, Booker took note of them and of of their forms. It was quite interesting to see that he wasn't the only one who had dual weapons, and he also thought about how they could be used. He could have easily used a ruthless "Stab 'n Shoot" style of attack, but he could also use something with more finesse and cunning as well. He halted the thoughts before they could invade his mind further and thought about the last statement, looking around to see a young faunus girl who was without a doubt the shortest one here.
He didn't even bother with things like 'It could be the daughter of a teacher' Or anything along those lines, and instantly thought about a stowaway, looking to find a sibling of some sort. Returning his focus back to Marumasa, he glanced to the young girl to tell him that he would be talking about her. "We should go and ask her, she does seem out of place, and we aren't going to know anything by standing." Silently dismissing himself, he walked over to the girl that the two of them had just been talking about, he looked at her and quickly studied her with his always visible calm smile.
He never had a look of disinterest, or anything relating to it, and it usually saved him from people saying that he was looking at them creepy or odd whenever he chose not to mutter a single word. Looking at the short woman and tilting his head down enough to keep his eyes on her, Booker widened his smile just slightly without saying anything just yet to her. | Name: Booker Hendrix
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Cheetah Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected, and thoughtful, Booker always thinks of the other before himself. He isn't usually the first person to start a conversation, but he can hold one up nonetheless and without trouble or strain on himself. he has deep love and care for his weapons and prefers that they not be touched by others. He can often get lost in his thoughts and loves to read books in his spare time
History: Booker grew up as an only child for quite some time in his life. His love of books came from his mother while his fighting skills came from his father. He didn't socialize all that often, and when his parents noticed this they had attempted to put him in team sports to he wouldn't be constantly isolated. He worked great with the teams that he worked with and although he did many sports, Soccer/Football was his favorite. His father saw his love for the sport and he could see why, his kicks were incredibly powerful and strong, and always had well thought out plans. From a fair young age, Booker's father placed him in Signal academy in hopes of making his son a fine huntsman, and beacon was another step to getting to their shared goal.
Weapon: Inkwell & Brush: His two high preformance combat boots work well with his own fighting style, the boots have very small propulsion systems in the bottoms, allowing for greater jumps, to move quickly with a small burst, or to increase the power of his kicks tenfold. The boots can be used with Dust, but is completely optional. They are made from a light yet durable material to they will not weigh him down while moving.
Semblance: Perception: Booker's five senses and reflexes are improved almost to the point where he can react to things as soon as the happen, no longer having the need to relay information throughout the body. His entire body acts as a sensor so that he can react to things as quickly as possible. |
46,222 | 1,251 | 13 | 2,037 | 756 | Ryan kept the speech in mind, he figured that some of the details might be important later. He looked around, noting the other faunus in the room that he could see. He waited until a lot of them had left, not quite sure what exactly he should do, perhaps simply go to the ballroom and wait for the next day? Or meet some of the other students and possibly get to know who might end up being his teammate? He glanced towards the one with the game console and the other with him, seeing them walk towards the small faunus and what seemed to be her friend. They seem to be a group of friends, if there's fellow faunus over there, I'd be best making friends with them...
Ryan waited a little before walking towards the group, scratching the back of his head slightly. Pretty awkward walking up to a random group of people, but it might be worth it in the long run. He looked through the people there, trying to find who he thought was the leader or the friendliest. He figured the one smiling at the others was, and decided to try using his semblence to explain that he was new there and planned on making a few friends. He tried his semblence, hoping the man would understand the instant information on his intentions. (Hope you're okay with it Pyroman, if not, I'll just have him explain himself vocally) | Name: Ryan Scott
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Wolf Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: TBR (will fill in if requested)
History: Throughout the first half of his life so far, the only people he saw were his family members, so he never saw the racism directed towards faunus. At around the age of nine, he encountered his first non-faunus. His parents had to leave to help in a rally that they wouldn't tell him about, and his baby-sitter was supposed to be a fellow faunus, but they couldn't go, so they had to get someone fast, it ended up being someone who didn't particularly like faunus, but needed the money. His parents came home to the baby-sitter calling their child racist names, introducing him to the real world of being a faunus. Ever since then, Ryan has kept his ears hidden under a hat he always wears and his tail hidden underneath his clothing. Despite knowing how faunus are looked down on by non-faunus, he still worked hard to get into beacon and help humans of all kind by becoming a hunter.
Weapons: Dual kamas with a chain linking the bottom ends of the handles. They also shoot as if they were SMGs (at the head of the handle, such as, if I were to put the blade on a rope, and shoot, the recoil would push the blade into the rope)
Semblance: He has a short-range telepathy sort of power, when in the general area of someone, he can let them know what he plans on doing almost instantly and without speaking. (to partially simulate a leader of a pack of wolves on a hunt, directing the pack silently) |
46,223 | 1,251 | 14 | 1,502 | 158 | i guess i will take my leave actually, erm.. i'm not good at speaking to chicks, and especially in groupshe shyfully laughed as he walked towards the girls with him, shortly another faunus appeared, "yer difinetly going now.. so maybe we can speak again soon... like maybe we'll be in the same team or something?" he laughed and walked away, though a chatter box Marumasa hated crowds and felt like he needed to impress girls when he spoke to them so he avoided doing so as he ends embarrassing himself more than impressing anyone, erm maybe i will find Lacie or something.. though she is probably with the other guys from signal... best stay away from them he sighed, Lacie was the only girl he felt comfortable around, but that was because of her tomboyish attitude. The signal lot made him feel out of place as they were all rich and powerful including Lacie, where as Marumasa was a poor hunter's boy, Marumasa always felt out of place, kind of like hanging out with a group of faunus, he felt out of place.
after wondering around for a while he found himself standing in the food hall, buying some hot chocolate he sat down at a table and sipped away at the drink. He had pulled his console out again and began jamming at the buttons again, but failing the mission he returned it back to his bag, "need to be more quiet.. scaring people away... damnnnnit" he smiled at himself realizing how crazy he sounded speaking to himself, but he didn't really care how insane he looked. | Name: Thalen HarkenGender: MaleAge: 19Appearance: Height: 6'5" Weight: Weapon: Harken wields a glaive that seconds as a high caliber assault rifle. Can extend and collapse together to fit into a pocket and the blade folds up to be more compact. The rile mechanis is with the blade and at the base. When just an assault rifle, the compact pole serves as a suppressor.Vehicle: History: Comin upI'll try to sketch up the weapon at some point
accepted :D though please put it in a hider when you can xD
Also i have made changes to my character, and please add your semblance to you character when you can ^_^ |
46,224 | 1,251 | 15 | 1,744 | 9 | Gimme dat! That's my weapon.
Ai snatched her yo-yo back from Aria. She pinwheeled the yo-yo and finished by skyrocketing it straight into her pocket. All just for show.
"I saw you a few times back at Signal," said Ai, stretching out her hand to shake, "I never forget a Faunus face. I'm Ai Huang. Wanna be friends?"
Ai pointed her thumb back at the cheetah Faunus with the combat boots.
"And who's this guy?", she said, looking back, "Stop staring at me with that stupid grin on your face and say something. You wanna be friends too?" | Name: Ai Huang
Age: 16
Race: Faunus (Tiger)
Gender: Female
Appearance: Safebooru
An undersized (standing at a measly 4'6", despite her age, and ironic considering the tiger is the largest cat species) blonde Faunus with tiger ears and a tail.
Personality: Ai is friendly, childish, sly and mischievous. She is sensitive about her height, and is often teased for it -- when she's not being bullied for being a Faunus. She's none too bright, and struggles at the theory aspects of training to be a Huntress, but relishes in the practical aspects and works very hard to push the limits of her body.
History: Ai descends from Faunus who lived in Menagerie prior to the Faunus War, but who immigrated to Vytal afterwards. As a result, Ai comes from a poor upbringing, living in a small village not too far off from Vale.
At a young age, Ai's family attended the Vytal Festival in Vale, where Ai's parents bought her a yo-yo. She quickly became enamored with the toy, becoming incredibly proficient at performing advanced yo-yo tricks. As a Faunus, Ai had to defend herself against discrimination and bullying from other children, and used her yo-yo as an improvised weapon to do so, though it often got her in trouble and gave her a mischievous reputation.
A year later, Ai's village was attacked by Grimm. It was quickly defended by an experienced Hunter, to which Ai bore witness. As a result, Ai was inspired to become a Huntress. Her parents were supportive of her dream, and sent her away to attend at Signal with the hopes of moving on to Beacon.
At Signal, Ai reforged her beloved first yo-yo into one half of two dangerous Tiger Teeth, "Friend". Afterwards, she saved up money to acquire an expensive top-of-the-line secondary yo-yo, and reforged it into her second weapon, "Stranger". The two are functionally identical, with the only difference being that Friend's disks are visibly more worn than Stranger's.
Weapon: Tiger Teeth, Friend (right-hand) and Stranger (left-hand) Classed: DPSB (Dust-Propelled Star Bandalore). These weapons are a set of two lengthy wired mechanical yo-yos with five extendable rotating blades contained inside each disk. The blades can be extended in two configurations: just one (Chinese rope-dart mode), and all five (flying sawblade mode). Dust can be used as a propellant to super-accelerate the disks, change their trajectory more precisely while in the air, or reel in quicker. Similar to Chinese wind and fire wheels, they can also be used in close-range, but much less effectively.
Semblance: Ai's Semblance allows her to use her aura to control her presence. While active, her aura is disguised and is difficult to detect, letting her move without making a sound, but her aura can also be used to exert the uncomfortable feeling of being watched by an unseen predator.
Any suggestions for a Semblance? I was thinking of personal weight manipulation. Going with stealth |
46,225 | 1,251 | 16 | 1,894 | 3,105 | Booker was prepareing to say something to the smaller girl who had just spoken to him, but something appearing in his head had stopped him completely. His smile faded quickly as he thought about the information he knew wasn't his own. He looked around to see someone standing from a little distance and looked at him, wordlessly telling him to come over by motioning him over.
He then turned back to Ai with his blank and emotionless face. "Sure." He said simply, his voice now lacking all emotion whatsoever since she didn't seem to like the smile that he had put on. "A friend of mine said he ran in to you not too long ago, and mistook you for a child, but what I see now is telling me that it isn't the case. I apologize for him." He said blandly, glancing back over to the boy who had communicated telepathically with him to see if he was any closer or not. | Name: Booker Hendrix
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Cheetah Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: Calm, collected, and thoughtful, Booker always thinks of the other before himself. He isn't usually the first person to start a conversation, but he can hold one up nonetheless and without trouble or strain on himself. he has deep love and care for his weapons and prefers that they not be touched by others. He can often get lost in his thoughts and loves to read books in his spare time
History: Booker grew up as an only child for quite some time in his life. His love of books came from his mother while his fighting skills came from his father. He didn't socialize all that often, and when his parents noticed this they had attempted to put him in team sports to he wouldn't be constantly isolated. He worked great with the teams that he worked with and although he did many sports, Soccer/Football was his favorite. His father saw his love for the sport and he could see why, his kicks were incredibly powerful and strong, and always had well thought out plans. From a fair young age, Booker's father placed him in Signal academy in hopes of making his son a fine huntsman, and beacon was another step to getting to their shared goal.
Weapon: Inkwell & Brush: His two high preformance combat boots work well with his own fighting style, the boots have very small propulsion systems in the bottoms, allowing for greater jumps, to move quickly with a small burst, or to increase the power of his kicks tenfold. The boots can be used with Dust, but is completely optional. They are made from a light yet durable material to they will not weigh him down while moving.
Semblance: Perception: Booker's five senses and reflexes are improved almost to the point where he can react to things as soon as the happen, no longer having the need to relay information throughout the body. His entire body acts as a sensor so that he can react to things as quickly as possible. |
46,226 | 1,251 | 17 | 2,428 | 3,526 | Aria was a bit stunned that the girl was a bit...well...blunt, to put it in a certain way. She extended her hand and shook Ai's, nodding and saying: "Sure thing Ai. Gotta ask though...you use Yo-Yos as weapons? I guess I've seen everything now." She couldn't help but think of her own little sister when she saw Ai, heck if she didn't know any better she could have sworn Ai WAS Sasha's age, almost behaved like it too with how straight forward and childish she was. The Yo-Yos didn't help much.
She turned her head when Ai snapped at the cheetah faunus who had been smiling, she found it a bit weird, three faunus meeting in the course of about 4 minutes, but then again some of the people here wouldn't want to associate with them anyways. She was a bit unnerved when the guy's slight smile changed to a rather blank face, and she stood to stand on his level, she was just a bit taller than him, ears not included. "Ai here's from Signal too, I'm Aria." She said extending her hand as Ai had done before. | Name: Aria Eimhear
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Fox Faunus
Appearance: Aria
Personality: While she is often friendly around most people, Aria can be extremely competitive with others if they propose a challenge of some sort. She also has a bad habit of knocking Anti-Faunus folks on the floor and knocking their teeth out. Other than that she enjoys conditioning, training, studying, baking, and sewing.
History: Aria was born into a full Faunus family, her mother was sick most of the time, and being the oldest of 3 children, Aria helped around the house as much as she could with her father. She spent a lot of time together with her father, an ex-Hunter who'd settled down with her mother, and the stories he told her and her siblings sparked a small fire in Aria that made her want to see the same heights her father had, to experience something beyond the mundainness of normality. Of course, nobody just up and decides to be a Hunter and makes the cut, so from the age of 10 she began researching, studying, and training to condition herself to make it through Combat school. While she'd been harassed for being a Faunus all her life, for some reason the harassment accentuated into full blown racism when she made her goal clear, the usual shit Faunus had to deal with, sometimes the other, full-human kids would beat her up, sometimes they'd lock her in a room and leave her there for an adult to find her, throughout most of her Secondary education she was an outcast. She eventually got sick of their shit and put her training to use, any fight she got into she'd win, even if it was 4 on 1, largely due to her combat practice, the kids left her alone because frankly, she could beat any of them fair or not.
Her experience at Signal was largely uneventful, aside from that being where she awakened her Aura and constructed her Scathach pistols, which she now uses alongside her father's old Gun-Sword, Setanta. She promoted in the top 10th percentile and has since prepared to go to Beacon to complete her training and become a real Huntress.
Weapons:
-Scatach, the Knife Revolvers-
Aria's pistols are relatively simple, all she really did was meld the barrel into a knife blade, and re-forge the revolver to hold 8 bullets instead of 6.
-Setanta, the Magnum Saber-
Setanta is the same sword Aria's father used when he was a hunter, though she did make several adjustments to the grip, barrel, and chambers to suit her needs. Aside from the obvious pokey bit of Setanta, the Revolver on the hilt can be reloaded oddly enough like a standard clip pistol rather than an actual revolver, the bullets being inserted into the hilt. Using certain dust rounds can cause the barrel to spew various effects, such as using Red Dust to force it to shoot fire in a stream.
Semblance:
Heat Conduit: Aria can drain the heat out of nearly anything using her left hand, and can dispel it out of her right hand, how much heat is absorbed, and dispelled is dependant on how much Aura she focuses, she could potentially completely freeze a hot tub and use the accumulated heat to ignite something else. She can't hold onto stored heat for over a minute, otherwise it'll just start gradually leaking back out harmlessly. |
46,227 | 1,251 | 18 | 2,037 | 756 | Ryan nodded to Booker, walking over and glancing around at the group. "Sorry about that, it was kind of an interruption. Don't worry, it's a one-way thing, so I didn't learn anything about you while doing that." He nodded to Booker as he said this before looking around at the others, prepared to explain what he was talking about if questioned at all, and if not, he wouldn't have to worry about it in the first place. He glanced at the yo-yo weapons, thinking how unique they seemed, but believing the idea would work quite well if used by a skilled practitioner. | Name: Ryan Scott
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Wolf Faunus
Appearance:
Personality: TBR (will fill in if requested)
History: Throughout the first half of his life so far, the only people he saw were his family members, so he never saw the racism directed towards faunus. At around the age of nine, he encountered his first non-faunus. His parents had to leave to help in a rally that they wouldn't tell him about, and his baby-sitter was supposed to be a fellow faunus, but they couldn't go, so they had to get someone fast, it ended up being someone who didn't particularly like faunus, but needed the money. His parents came home to the baby-sitter calling their child racist names, introducing him to the real world of being a faunus. Ever since then, Ryan has kept his ears hidden under a hat he always wears and his tail hidden underneath his clothing. Despite knowing how faunus are looked down on by non-faunus, he still worked hard to get into beacon and help humans of all kind by becoming a hunter.
Weapons: Dual kamas with a chain linking the bottom ends of the handles. They also shoot as if they were SMGs (at the head of the handle, such as, if I were to put the blade on a rope, and shoot, the recoil would push the blade into the rope)
Semblance: He has a short-range telepathy sort of power, when in the general area of someone, he can let them know what he plans on doing almost instantly and without speaking. (to partially simulate a leader of a pack of wolves on a hunt, directing the pack silently) |
46,228 | 1,251 | 19 | 1,502 | 158 | Marumasa finished his drink and started to wonder around the Academy to map his surroundings. Marumasa was very talented at remembering the layout of areas around him, every corridor, every door and room, he would be able to make his way to a classroom in his sleep... if ever needed. he walked along, music blaring out of his headphones, "uh oh i want some more oh~ uh o what are you waiting for, take a bite out my hea~-" he stood still as he looked down see the group of faunas speaking, "That Booker kid knows how to make friends, i should really go down and speak to them but- groups aren't really my thing.... and i am talking to myself again.. i'm such an oddball........" He made way towards the group but stopped Though i speak a lot... maybe they'll be like the guys from signal.... But he carried on walking towards them regardless, "hey Booker!" | Name: Thalen HarkenGender: MaleAge: 19Appearance: Height: 6'5" Weight: Weapon: Harken wields a glaive that seconds as a high caliber assault rifle. Can extend and collapse together to fit into a pocket and the blade folds up to be more compact. The rile mechanis is with the blade and at the base. When just an assault rifle, the compact pole serves as a suppressor.Vehicle: History: Comin upI'll try to sketch up the weapon at some point
accepted :D though please put it in a hider when you can xD
Also i have made changes to my character, and please add your semblance to you character when you can ^_^ |
46,229 | 1,252 | 0 | 539 | 3,640 | September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Ashton Harper Hall
It was the last period on the first full day of school and quite frankly, Ashton just wanted to go home and take a nap. There was nothing quite like an extended break to ruin your sleeping schedule and for Ashton, the past summer was no exception. And to make her impatience even worse, it was a Friday. But for now, she would have to survive through English class and the "new project" that had been announced on the first day of school.
Well, actually, the project had been considered since the end of the last school year, but she hadn't honestly thought it would even be approved. But lo and behold, before her sat a sheet full of questions in regards to the project. "How would you describe your personality?" How the hell was she actually supposed to answer this without being biased? She let out a slight sigh, looking around the room. Everyone else seemed busy hammering away at their sheets, but there was nothing quite like readjusting to writing after any break.
Only about thirty minutes left.
She could do this. Returning to the sheet, she headed for the sections talking about her personality and "life so far". She didn't really have anything creative for username or alias quite yet, so that would wait. And after that was done, she would start mentally drafting up her first e-mail to her assigned partner. What a waste of time. | Ashton Harper Hall
"A thousand disbelievers couldn't keep me on the ground,
I've invented a momentum that'll never slow me down,
I believe it 'cause I feel it, and I shout it out loud,
I can, I can, I can, so."
- Anything, Hedley
What is your real name?
Ashton Harper Hall
Are you male or female?
Female, surprisingly.
What is your age?
I'm seventeen years old.
When is your birthday?
April 13th
What grade are you in?
I'm in twelfth grade, so therefore, I'm a Senior.
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Typically, people only pay attention to the fact that I play the violin: yes, I'm good at it and yes, I like it, but I have other hobbies and interests too. For one, I really love to play video games, especially MMOs and terrible Japanese dating sims. Aside from that, I'm passionate about animals and their non-existent rights to the point where my family is ready to push me out onto the street during Thanksgiving dinner. I also volunteer at the little animal shelter not too far away from town whenever I get a breather - which is rarely, considering I'm in almost all Advanced and AP classes. Though I'm often drowning in piles of work, I actually very much enjoy school. Well, that's outside of socializing, which could be easily fixed by taking all of the homophobes, morons and lazy assholes from Wellbridge and shoving them onto an island together.
It's also often a shocker to people that I enjoy my family's religion seeing as I'm supposed to be an edgy teenager that rebels against everything that I was raised with. While I'll never take the Lord's name in vain, you can surely be promised that I'll probably drop an F-bomb at least once during your class. Sorry, swearing helps me relax sometimes. While I don't play any sports and probably never will, I don't consider myself to be a lazy person. In fact, I absolutely hate lazy people, especially those with strong beliefs who don't act upon them. If you advocate for something, but do absolutely nothing to benefit it, then how am I going to take you seriously? I'm probably being a little harsh here, but hey, you grow up in Absolutely Nowhere, Maine, you slowly get fed up with what you run into on a daily basis.
How would you describe your personality?
My father would describe me as an inspiration. My mother would describe me as a pain in the ass. Though I'm probably going to be one of the quietest kids in your class, I know what I want in life and I'm very headstrong and ambitious about it. I don't talk to people of my own accord because I'm simply uninterested in what they have to offer and because of this, I've never had many friends or a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend, however you want me to put it. As far as my personality is concerned, I think people would be surprised by what I'm really like - aggressive, blunt, outspoken and straight-forward. After all, how dare the quiet and mature girl fall outside of her stereotype?
What has your life been like so far?
My life's been pretty simple so far and I honestly can't complain. Both of my (fairly) supportive and loving parents are still together and I have an older brother that could kick anyone's ass if they harass me. Actually, that last part is a lie, my brother is a pacifist and I'm actually the (proud) fighter of the family. All things considered, I'm pretty proud of my family since as far as I'm concerned, we're pretty together and "with the times". My parents are heavy Lutheran Christians, but are supportive of my bisexuality and if my brother ever decided to come out as anything besides straight. Is that the formula for true happiness? Being supportive? Maybe.
Aside from that, I've always tried to apply myself when it came to school and I discovered my musical talent during my geek days in middle school. You know what, scratch that part - I am and probably will always be a band geek. Or just a geek in general, but I haven't exactly hit the Dungeons&Dragons stage in my life, but trust me when I say that I've gotten pretty close many, many times before. With all of that in mind, I think it's fair to say I've had a pretty good life and my hope is that my remotely happy lifestyle will continue following graduation. Only one way to find out, right?
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
I was thinking about hilarious it would be if my partner thought I was male, but then I realized my name already did that anyway. And honestly, basing it off of my interests or what I'm good at is too obvious. I guess BasedSwordsman will be my username because my class in the MMO I play uses a sword (and magic, technically) and that's what I am. As for an alias, I guess I'll go with Aries because that's my astrological sign.
What are your thoughts on the project?
Truthfully, I'm good behind a computer screen, so I admit to having some hopes about this project. While I'm not in desperate need of therapy or venting, maybe this will help ease some of my future stress and workload. I mean, what Seniors aren't screaming or crying eventually? I may not be right now, but that can change in a month from now. Who knows? Maybe I'll actually really like my partner.
Anything else you'd like to add?
I literally hate Shakespeare. Sorry, I had to say it to someone.
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Ashton's Relations && Opinions
Julian David Edmund - Minor Rivals (Somewhat Negative)
While I don't "dislike" Julian, I can't say that him and I get along too well. We have opposing views and are often on the opposite side of arguments, especially when it comes to Shakespeare. It's beyond me how anyone can be so obsessed with Shakespeare when his work is nothing more than fancy dick jokes.
Jordan Welsh-Noire - Classmates (Neutral)
Can't say I know much about him. Apparently, he's a new kid and is always carrying around a camera. His little sister, Celeste, has been in Wellbridge all her life and I barely know her as well. As far as I'm concerned, Jordan is a bit of a mystery. . just not a particularly interesting one.
Darius Blake Moggs - Acquaintances (Neutral) / Unknowingly Online Friends
I don't really know much about him since we hardly cross paths. He's a Sophomore and I'm a Senior, so we don't have classes together and I don't really see him much outside of school. He does skateboarding, right? That's pretty cool, I guess. At least he's motivated to do what he wants.
Wilson Fuchs - Possible Friends (Positive)
The only reason I really know Wilson is because he's dating Ashley and people are constantly talking about him, since he's apparently one of those really "popular kids". While I don't know him all too well, I'm pretty friendly with him and he seems like a cool guy. We don't have any classes together, but I've asked him for help on a few projects before. He's pretty reliable as far as I'm concerned.
Samuel N. Childers - Friends (Very Positive)
Sam's one of the few people that I often talk to and therefore actually consider him to be a friend. Unlike most people at Wellbridge, he actually seems very intelligent, articulate and opinionated. I suppose that's something we have in common and that's why we get along so well. I still find it weird that I technically met him through Ashley - I'm more than willing to bet that he actually hates the girl.
Abigail Childers - Acquaintances (Somewhat Positive)
I don't know Abigail, but I know of her. Apparently, she's another transfer student (wow, we are getting a lot of those this year) and Sam's cousin. I don't really know what she's like, but I have a bit of an idea. I'll try to keep an open mind when it comes to meeting her. Who knows? Maybe she's cool like Sam and Wilson.
Mackenzie Juniper Hemlock - Acquaintances (Neutral)
Kenzie is a Sophomore without ambitions from the looks of it. Translation: we don't have any classes together and I really have no solid opinion on her as a result. The only inkling of an opinion that I may have on her is that she is a special snowflake. And even that may or may not be true.
Danera Rojas - Acquaintances (Very Positive)
I don't see Danera much around school, but she comes into the shelter sometimes to see and play with the animals. She's especially fond of the puppies and while I'm not a puppy person myself, I can't help but think very highly of her. After all, she spends some of her time to make some animals feel loved. Aside from that, being around her tends to be uplifting. She's infectious like that. Honestly, if I approached her more often, I think the two of us could potentially become good friends. It also helps that I'm on good terms with her brother, too.
Jacob Rojas - Classmates (Very Positive)
Jacob is a band geek like me and because of that, we've had a few classes together in the past. He also plays the violin like me aside from like four other instruments. He's pretty talented, I'll give him that much. While I honestly don't know much about him, he seems like a pretty chill guy. He hasn't done anything to make me think poorly of him and I'm also on good terms with his sister. All things considered, I guess you can say I think positively when it comes to Jacob.
Ava Johnson - Acquaintances (Neutral)
I've seen Ava in the halls once or twice - that is, if she's the person I'm thinking of. The two of us have no classes together and aside from the fact that she seems a little strange, I have virtually no interest in her.
Quentin Micheal Rosso IV - Acquaintances (Very Negative)
I've made the mistake of speaking to Quentin once and I have never met such an entitled and pretentious dick in all of my life. Luckily, I'm almost out of Wellbridge and he's stuck here for another two years. Sucks to be him, doesn't it?
Ivan Komolov - Acquaintances (Somewhat Negative)
I don't bother with Ivan much as he's a Junior and hardly in any of my classes. I've met him twice and seen him in the hallways - he's popular, there's no doubt about it. It's not his popularity that irritates me, it's demeanor and I hardly use this term to describe anyone, but it's only fitting for Ivan - "fake". Ivan, in my opinion, is completely full of shit. Constantly.
Allen Cheshire Cross - Classmates (Neutral)
Although we're in the same grade together, I probably would've never been able to guess. Allen seems more mature than most and sometimes I suspect he's been through more than most, at least judging by that eyepatch of his. Which is a little creepy, by the way. That's probably really insensitive, but I'm not saying he's a bad guy or anything, I'm just a little wary of him. I wonder how he got that eyepatch. I don't think I'll ever ask, but hey, you never know. Maybe we might end up becoming friends at some point.
Celeste Welsh-Noire - Acquaintances (Neutral)
I don't know anything about Celeste and being that she's a Junior, we've never had any classes together. Apparently, she's the younger sister of the new kid, Jordan. I would've never been able to guess because the two look nothing alike. Seriously, Celeste looks like she straight up walked out of an anime or something. Honestly though, I have no real opinions on Celeste so it'd be unfair for me to ultimately label her as negative or positive.
Ashley Hart - Tutee/Possible Friends (Positive)
Ashley's. . not too bad. While I do think she is a little superficial and don't approve of her actions and words towards other people, I can at least tell she cares about her grades. As far as school goes, I can tell she struggles sometimes and I'd think I would know that considering I'm her tutor. While she tends to be a little narcissistic, I'd like to think she's a good person. |
46,230 | 1,252 | 1 | 332 | 130 | September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Darius Blake Moggs
Feet on desk, gum in mouth, and phone in hand, Darius was doing all he could to curb boredom by scrolling through his chats, but he was lickety-split growing disinterested in them; playing shitty mobile games could only be amusing for so long. Eyes leaving his phone for a moment, all the teen saw were people as eager as him to escape the cage that is Wellbridge High School. The sunny weather, on top of the fact it was Friday, only boosted the boy's desire to leave.
I'll just wait. I mean, there's what, twenty minutes left? No point in risking getting in trouble at this point... yeah. No point. It was a new year which meant more fun, more specifically another Halloween, and the rascal already had ideas for his costume. Ooh! There was also that new English project he was excited about for multiple reasons: a new friend, an easy grade, plus he'd maybe help somebody; Darius couldn't find a reason to hate it if he tried. Unless of course, he got stuck with King Killjoy himself, Julian Edmund. Thoughts left the boy's mind as quickly as they flew in while attempting to occupy himself, but the thought of Julian stirred something in him. Fuck it.
Darius' attention shifted to his study hall teacher. They were seemingly unobservant, too busy focused on watching whatever it is they were watching on their laptop. Having overzealously torn out a piece of paper from his notebook, the juvenile scribbled something with haste before folding it and shoving it into his pocket. A wicked smirk came across his face. He returned his attention his phone before typing with a certain expeditiousness.
To: Danera , Kenzi
I'm bored af. Let's do something today! Meet me at the bakery.
Ah. The delinquent looked back at his teacher. Once it was safe, he sneaked away and took one of the many hall passes he carries on him out of his back pocket. After walking for a bit, Darius gleefully slipped the piece of paper he scribbled onto into Julian's locker before chuckling; he relished in pissing off King Killjoy. He walked off to his own locker with a spring in each step, and after snatching his things he hopped onto his skateboard. It was time to get the hell out of here. Going through the halls in a rather noisily manner, he popped an ollie and whispered to himself, "Sick ollie." If the teachers presumed it was a cart or opened their doors and saw him didn't matter to him at this point. Having found an exit, Darius made a swift exit and made his way to the bakery with a smile on his face the whole time. | "With the gleam in his eye, his middle finger to the sky! Crooked smile on his face, he doesn't think he can die."
What is your real name?
Darius Blake Moggs
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
15
When is your birthday?
September 10th
What grade are you in?
Sophomore (10th)
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
This teen is the run of the mill delinquent. He doesn't care much about his grades and instead focuses on what's actually fun, his after school activities consisting of troublesome things: intoxication, vandalism, gambling, theft, and adventuring. If it can get his blood pumping Darius will do it. The rascal has already gathered some repute as a troublemaker and he kinda likes it.
"I'm just you're ordinary teenager, interested in skateboarding and hating on the establishment. All joking still aside, I like doing a variety of things, and among the list is playing video games, watching movies, and just hanging out with friends, especially at a nice bakery near our school that has some of the best cookies you'll ever try. Those things'll probably be the cause of a premature death for me. I could probably keep that place in business all by myself! Going back to media, I usually play FPSs, horror, strategy, and fantasy games. Ooh! I also enjoy watching action, horror, and psychological movies. I'm not much of a reader, but when my class was forced to read Shakespeare I enjoyed The Tragedy of Julius Caesar enough to make myself read Antony and Cleopatra which I absolutely love. Other than getting to find out about Shakespeare's masterpieces, the best thing about school is getting to interact with all of my friends that I love very much."
How would you describe your personality?
Indulging himself whenever he likes, Darius is best described as hedonistic. He is rowdy, juvenile, and rebellious, among many other things. However, the boy is still agreeable to his fellows students until they give him reason to be otherwise and loves meeting new people. The people who decide to make his acquaintance will quickly note his enthusiastic, almost child-like, energy. In a similar fashion, he is an idealist and can come across as very immature, annoying even. His spontaneity is due to him acting upon emotion and impulse majority of the time, be it his greed, hatred, or love. Despite him being seemingly reckless and impulsive, which he is at times, Darius is more than capable of cunning when he cares to be, and sometimes plans out or follows a set of rules to limit possible danger when performing tasks. Perhaps the most surprising trait he possesses is a sense of honor and morality, for if he desires something that may legitimately harm an individual that doesn't deserve it the rascal wont do it; similarly he will never lie to his friends.
"I'm prreeettttyyyyy chill."
What has your life been like so far?
"Fairly average. Boring even."
At least until Darius started with his shenanigans, for he's been having fun ever since he started doing whatever he likes. He intends on only increasing the exhilaration.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
Screen name: ✿_LOTUS-EATER_✿
Alias: Jack
What are your thoughts on the project?
"Could be fun. I get to help someone and I have someone I get to rant to. I wonder who I'll be partnered with? I hope they're fun."
Anything else you'd like to add?
"Death is a preferable alternative to boredom."
He can lockpick
Virgin af
"I'm left handed."
King Killjoy
Julian David Edmund - HE FUCKING HATES HIM
"Fuck that guy."
Julian and Darius are basically polar opposites, their first conflict stemming from Darius coming to school urm... less than clear headed and Julian's snobbish criticism of the prior's choices. The intoxicated student retorted quickly, resulting in an escalation to the point of them hating each other since then; now whenever Darius does something Julian views as contemptible a verbal fight is bound to occur. It wouldn't be surprising if a physical fight were to occur.
Jordan Welsh-Noire - Neutral
"Who?"
The two are online friends, and Darius doesn't know that Jordan moved to his school.
Wilson Fuchs - Dislikes
"Fuck the aforestated male."
They just don't like eachother
Ashton Harper Hall - Neutral
"Haven't really talked to her."
They unknowingly play the same online games together.
Samuel N. Childers - Neutral
"Never talked to him."
Abigail Childers - Neutral
"Never talked to her either."
Mackenzie Juniper Hemlock - Friends
"She's pretty chill."
The two get along swimmingly. In Darius' eyes, she's a lot more fun than a lot of the people at their school.
Danera Rojas - Friends
"She's also pretty chill."
The pair get along well, both of them being happy and full of life. Their joy sorta just seeps into one another so Darius enjoys her company
Jacob Rojas - Dislikes
Jacob heavily disapproves of Darius' recklessness and his antics causing them to occasionally butt heads. They're inevitably forced to see each other due to Darius' friendship with Danera.
Ava Johnson - Neutral
"Don't know her."
Quentin Micheal Rosso IV - Enemies
"Fuck this guy."
He's a dick, in Darius' eyes at least.
Ivan Komolov - Dislikes
"Fuck the aforementioned guy."
Darius' dislikes him due to Ivan's compulsive lying and general douchiness. They smonk da dank kush together doe.
Allen Cross - Neutral
"Huh?"
Celeste Welsh-Noire - Neutral
"Albino chick? Never talked to her." |
46,231 | 1,252 | 2 | 1,228 | 2,368 | Day 1 | Kenzi
There were few classes Kenzi weren't half asleep for, and art class one of them. However, it was only the end of the first week and they hadn't really dived into any real projects yet. So she sat in boredom, watching the teacher explain the basics of shading. "Ugh, we learned this in fifth grade!" she complained to the person next to her. "I knew how to shade in, like, second." She dropped her head on table with a thunk; a few students looked over, exchanged glances, and went back to watching the lesson. How much longer would the torture continue?
Her phone buzzed in her pants, and Kenzi sat up in surprise. It was quiet enough to the rest of the class and she sunk in her seat to check the notification. But first, she snickered at her battery percentage and showed the person next to her the 69%. Then, finally, she flicked up the message. Group chat, Darius, and Danera. Her favorite Ds. Being the annoying double texter she was, Kenzi replied quickly:
"When?
"Right now?
"I'm in! :D"
She slipped the phone away and feigned sudden interest in the lesson as she built up the courage to skip out of class. After a few moments of fixing her hair, tapping her black nails against the table, and shifting in her seat, she finally did it. "I need to go to the restroom," Kenzi requested as her hand raised into the air. The teacher paused to eye her; misbehavior from Ms. Hemlock wasn't nonexistent, but she was a somewhat decent student--at least in this class. So, they relented and Kenzi hopped up with a "Thanks!" before quickly leaving the classroom.
Once in the hallway, she made a stop by her locker, dumping her books and homework that wouldn't get done in. Her bag--canvas styled and decorated with skulls and fandom pins--over her shoulder, she pulled her skateboard out instead and promptly headed for the exit. Unlike SOME students, she wouldn't ride the board indoors, though. The last thing she wanted was it for it be confiscated. | Paint it black and take it back.
What is your real name?
Mackenzie "Kenzi" Juniper Hemlock
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
Fifteen
When is your birthday?
October 4th
What grade are you in?
10th / Sophomore
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Kenzi spends her spare time making lyric videos on YouTube for her favorite songs and artists. She's very meticulous and groups them into playlists based on artist, genre, and album. She enviously watches anime AMVs because, damn that must take skill. Outside of the internet, she likes books about vampires and witches and she enjoys painting. While she's a better artist than most of her peers, she has a long way to go. The closest thing she gets to sports is skateboarding, and she doesn't even do anything more impressive than a kickflip--it's just her main mode of transportation since she's only now learning how to drive.
How would you describe your personality?
Kenzi is in the phase of being "not like other girls:" she's happy in jeans and big boots, and likes to dye her hair fun colors (it was most recently red but the blue brings out her heavily eyelinered eyes). Because of this, she can be disdainful and antagonistic toward her fellow peers. Still, she's pretty sure she's the victim for not being a sheeple / conformist. Despite her coming off as broody and a little cocky, she's friendly and hyper once she grows closer as a friend.
Underneath the typical teenage attitude, she Kenzi is very engaged in the world around her. She's definitely an extrovert, but she can be shy. She's hesitant to show it, but she's also very caring. Some kids see someone crying alone in a bathroom stall and walk away. Kenzi makes a point to confront the problem, even if you are one of "those" girls. She'll act just as she would like to be treated if she was the one bawling her eyes out.
What has your life been like so far?
Like all teenagers, Kenzi thinks her life sucks. She's the middle child, for Christ's sake!! Her older brother is being prepped for college and her little sister is just starting middle school. There is no room to give Kenzi attention. Still, things could be worse: her parents do love her and her siblings are only assholes sometimes. Her birthday is pretty well remembered, but she's just a kid. Why's she gotta do chores? Without getting paid for it? Ugh, screw her parents, amiright.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
Ribbit (like a frog)
What are your thoughts on the project?
"This sucks!!!"
Anything else you'd like to add?
She's a tragic statistic: a teen smoker. She's hyper aware of the smell, though, and doesn't smoke a lot.
UC
Darius Blake Moggs "He's chill. *thumbs up*"
Kenzi and Darius get along well and she considers him a friend. She's not nearly as much of a trouble maker as he is--too well adjusted, maybe. But his bad influence does show.
Quentin Micheal Rosso IV "Ughhh....."
Outside of class, Kenzi can't stand Quentin. With Darius--a friend--and Quentin not getting along as well, she has even less reason to like the rich boy. In art class, though, she seems to tolerate him a little better if only because of Abigail--not that the bickering stops.
Samuel N. Childers "I dunno him."
They probably could get along if they were to sit and talk, though Kenzi may come off too strong for the older student.
The Twins "The girl seems friendly."
She doesn't know a lot of people outside of her grade, and the twins are only an exception because Danera is so outgoing and friendly.
Abigail B. Childers "She's fun, and a great artist!"
Abi and Kenzi aren't super close due to the age difference, but they share the same art class and are therefore friends. Kenzi looks up to Abigail and adores what she percieves to be a confident attitude--not, like, in a gay way, though, right??
UC |
46,232 | 1,252 | 3 | 864 | 838 | Danera Rojas
Day 001 || Sept. 4, 2015
It was the first week of school, and already Danera wanted to slam her head against the wall. The incessant tick, tick, tick of the clock filled the dull void of the classroom, accenting the neverending rant of the teacher. Danera stifled a tired groan as she buried her face in her sweater. There were some good things about school. Good friends, dance class, and even that interesting English project. This, however, was stupid. Absolutely stupid.
A soft buzz in her pocket shook Danera out of her sullen mood and, with a hasty look around to make sure the teacher wasn't watching, she quietly slid out her phone. The name of the sender and participants were enough to illicit a small smile. Darius and Kenzi. Trouble always followed those names, and so did fun.
From: Danny
u kno im in ;)
Danny's fingers flew across the screen as she hastily sent the text, eyes flickering up to make sure Mr. Boring remained unaware. Excitement bubbled up in her chest, though she pushed it down. Act later. Right now, she had to figure a way out of the school. Her eyes darted on the room before landing on a familiar and much similar face. Jacob. Her twin and partner in crime. Well, driver in crime, really. He was the only one in the family that had a car, though it was technically share between the two. A car that Danny currently needed.
Jacob's dark eye met hers, responding to her pleading expression with a curiously raised eyebrow. Danera nodded towards the door and mimed a quick driving motion, quietly mouthing, 'Please?'
His eyebrow only raised further.
'Pleeaase?' Danera's mouth formed the silent words, her eyes darting to the door frantically. She needed out now, lest the teacher's droning drove her mad. After a doubt filled second, Jacob reluctantly pulled some keys from his bag and met his sister's gaze with a scolding frown. Danera grinned. As uptight as her brother was, he could never resist her charm.
With a quick bathroom excuse, Danera rose from her seat, slowing as she reached her brother's desk. Jacob slyly slid her the keys and, with a small shake of his head, whispered, "Don't get into any trouble." Danera flashed him a cheeky grin and headed out into the hallway. Finally. She inhaled deeply, embracing the smell of freedom, which, oddly enough, smelled faintly of sweat and old socks. With a skip in her step, Danny headed to her car, the bakery in mind. | =Let’s say goodbye to this old and broken town.=
~New Politics, West End Kids~
What is your real name?
Danera Rojas
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
17
When is your birthday?
June 2
What grade are you in?
Junior
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Oooh boy, where to start?
First off: I'm what some of you people might call a ‘Polyglot’. It’s basically a big fancy word for someone who knows more than one language. I'm pretty fluent in four: English (duh!), German, Spanish (thanks to mi Papá) and ASL, but I'm teaching myself Korean and Italian. The results have been...mixed. But at least I'm getting there! The reason I wanna learn so many languages is because I want to travel. It’s basically my dream to go country to country, meeting new people and trying new things. I want to go to a Holi festival in India, or run through the crowded streets of Spain, or even swim in the blue waters of Greece. Somewhere, anywhere, far from this town.
With traveling, I'm also big with writing. I've got a shelf full of journals full of random stories. Most of them I never finish, but it's still fun to go back and read them. I guess that's why I don't mind this project as much as the other classmates.
Then there's dancing. Don't mean to brag, but I'm the best dancer in the world! Well...okay, not the best, but I still think I'm pretty good. I'm in the dance team at school, and it's an absolute blast.
How would you describe your personality?
I'm a firework: bright, bold, and full of life.
When I was five, my mom used to tell me to smile no matter what. It'd clear away the storm clouds in my head and bring sunshine to everyone around me. Twelve years later, that philosophy hasn't left. I'm almost always smiling, and I'm pretty optimistic, even when things look bad. I'm loyal to the bone, and admittedly a tad overprotective of my friends and family. But I can't help it. You mess with them, you mess with me! I'm very empathetical, and I'll do anything to help a friend in need.
Curiosity and adventure are a deadly combo, especially with people like me. I love discovering new things and going to new places. The excitement of it is a drug I can't get enough of.
I can be a bit--well, a lot--competitive and stubborn. I'm prideful to a fault, and there's been times before when my hubris led to me losing close friends. I'm trying to grow out of it. Trying.
What has your life been like so far?
Pretty okay, I guess.
I live with my uncle and bro, so it isn't all bad. Just wish I could see my parents more often, though. They're in Canada right now for a job, so aside from the occasional visit or phone call, we don't talk much. Kinda sad, huh? But I understand their reasons. Just makes me wish they could have brought us along instead of sticking us in some crummy small town.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
HighFlyer32|| Syren
What are your thoughts on the project?
I, for one, actually like this assignment. Seriously, where else could you get to talk to a random stranger and be rewarded for making a new friend? (Aside from, y’know, everywhere else and the Internet…)
Anything else you'd like to add?
I've got a twin brother who’s also doing the project. Hope I don't get him!
=I'd like to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed.=
The Neighborhood, RIP To My Youth
What is your real name?
Jacob Rojas
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
17
When is your birthday?
June 2
What grade are you in?
Junior
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Does babysitting your crazy sister count? Because Lord knows how much of that I do on a daily basis. Aside from that, I'm into reading, playing video games, and hanging with friends. Pretty basic stuff, I guess.
I’m also really into music. Classic, rap, rock, even a mix of all three. Doesn't matter the genre. I've learned to play around five instruments—guitar, drums, bass, ukulele, violin—and I've even written a few songs. I mean, they aren't that good, but still fun to make. I used to sing, but that was a long time ago. Like, years. Nowadays, the only time you'll hear me humming is in the shower.
I'm also a bit of a photographer. Whenever I have time, I’ll go out in the woods near my house and take a few shots. They're usually just of trees and plants, but once in a while I'll catch something impressive.
How would you describe your personality?
If Danny's sunshine, then I'm the rain.
Compared to her more reckless, energetic nature, I'm much more calm and responsible. So much so that I've been called 'Dad' a few times by my peers. Non-sexually, mind you. I can be fairly blunt, stating the first thing on my mind even if it's rude. I'm not the type to go out and talk to people. Not because I'm shy or anything, but simply because I don't really find any interest to. I'm perfectly content with my circle of friends, and don't find any reason to go out of my way and make more. Perhaps that comes from my reluctance towards change, but I'd rather we not get into that.
Believe it or not, despite all I've said I do indeed have a heart. It's just hard for me to really express it. I'm protective over the ones I love, and won't stop at anything to do what I think is right.
What has your life been like so far?
It’s been...tiring, to say the least.
Mom and Dad are in Canada for some big job promotion. Unfortunately, my sis and I couldn’t tag along, so we got stuck with Uncle Simon. I suppose ‘stuck’ is too harsh of a word. I mean, Simon isn’t that bad, just really irresponsible. Like, party-all-night-wearing-clothes-from-the-80’s irresponsible. The man is 42. But he’s nice enough, I suppose.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
Jack.of.Spades || Wesley
What are your thoughts on the project?
It’s definitely interesting. I'm not sure I'm too comfortable with sharing my inner most feelings with some random stranger, anonymous or no, but I don't mind meeting new people. What's the worst that could happen?
Anything else you'd like to add?
Not really, no. |
46,233 | 1,252 | 4 | 1,201 | 1,269 | September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Ashley Hart
While school itself was really lame and boring, Ashley looked forward to the new school year. She was only a junior but if she played her cards right, she'll definitely be the team captain of the cheer leading squad this time, next year. Her big birthday bash was coming up and she was hoping that it would be enough to completely win the seniors over.
"I wonder if Daddy would let me use his yacht..." she thought to herself though she already knew the answer. He was going to say no. He wasn't a very strict father but if there was one thing that she was not allowed to be near, it was his precious yacht. He uses it to take a break from her and her mother.
So she was left with renting out the country club, their mansion, or their beach house. While the country club would be posh, there would be a lot of rules and it was the same with their mansion. But she had her last birthday party at the beach house. She didn't want to do a repeat; that would lower her cred.
She played with her long, blonde hair as she tried to think. Actually, wasn't there supposed to be something that she was doing right about now? Oh right, the English assignment. She had to fill out a survey or whatever and then get an anonymous pen pal that she had to write to every week. She picked up her pencil and began to write in her answers. They weren't that hard as she just had to write about herself. Why couldn't all her assignments be like that?
Satisfied with her answers, she pulled out her phone to text her boyfriend, Wilson. They hadn't been dating for very long but she actually liked him quite a bit.
To: Babe
Do you want to hang out tonight?
As she waited for his response, she continued to plan out her birthday party. "I only have about a week and a half to plan this out." | "What's wrong with being confident?"-- Confident by Demi Lovato
What is your real name?
"Ashley Evelyn Hart. Don't wear it out, though I doubt that's even possible."
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
"16 but I'm turning 17 soon so be expecting a party. Well, unless you're one of those lame nerds. Only cool people are invited."
When is your birthday?
"September 17th and don't forget it. I'll have a list of approved gifts to get me on my Facebook."
What grade are you in?
"I'm a junior. I can't wait for senior year though! I know I am going to be the cheer leading captain next year! And then I'm going to rule the school!"
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
"I'm a cheerleader so obviously I love cheer leading. I've been doing it since I was like 5. I also know how to dance and have taken ballet for like six years. Hm... what else do I do besides cheering and dancing? Well, I love to go shopping with my friends and going to parties. Oh! And well, I'm not sure if you can call this a hobby, but I'm pretty obsessed with hot guys. I also like watching t.v. shows like Pretty Little Liars and uh, traveling to places like Paris. Ooh, I should ask my mom when we are going to Europe again."
How would you describe your personality?
"Where do I even begin? I'm super popular and charming. Everyone loves me. Well, everyone who is an anyone of course. I'm also like really, really hardworking. People don't understand that being popular is a lot of hard work. I have to wake up early just to make sure I look better than everyone else. It takes me like hours just to get my hair and make up perfect. Then I have to go to school and talk to a bunch of people. And I have to talk to a lot of dumb jocks who think they have a chance with me, but whatever. And then I have to go to cheer practice and that's so tiring. I also have to be really nice to everyone even though they are so stupid sometimes. All of my friends come to me for advice on boys and fashion. I am so nice though so I help them out. They would be so lost without me. Some people might say that I'm just a dumb blonde, but I'm not as stupid as I look. It's just like, people don't like smart girls so why bother? My mom is like my dad's trophy wife and she lives in a wonderful mansion and never has to do anything. I want to be just like her."
What has your life been like so far?
"It's been pretty awesome. I have lots of friends, lots of boys liking me, and lots of money because my parents are rich. I'm also an only child so I never have to share any of my stuff. My mom and I travel a lot while my dad goes to work. I don't really know what he does, but it's like some kind of business thing. My mom and I don't really care though as long as we get to go on our bi-annual trips around the world."
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
"Hm... I don't know. Maybe Pretty_in_Pink or something like that. Um, as for an alias? I guess Hannah."
What are your thoughts on the project?
"It's just like any other assignments. I guess it'll be kind of fun. I bet you I'll get paired up with some total loser though."
Anything else you'd like to add?
"Nah, I think I'm good. Bye!" |
46,234 | 1,252 | 5 | 1,704 | 1,024 | September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Wilson Fuch
"Four-One!" Wilson tossed the ball up into the air, before using his right hand to come down on the ball with a snapping motion. The ball flew down on the other side hard and fast, leaving the opposing team little time to react. It was now five-one, with Wilson's side leading. Wilson wasn't too surprised. After all, he had a pretty stacked team with all of the varsity players against the new players of the volleyball team. The volleyball coach always liked the varsity team to scrim with the "casuals". Wilson never really understood why, the varsity team always stomped the new players soundly.
Luckily for the new players, the coach decided to put an end to the massacre and end practice early. Wilson quickly switched into his casual clothes in the locker room, not even taking time to socialize with his teammates like he usually did. In his defense, it wasn't every day that coach ended practice early. Wilson was going to just grab his backpack in his other locker and just chill for the remainder of the period.
After finding his way into the hallways, Wilson spun the dial on his locker a few times. It was the first day after all, he wasn't going to memorize his combo right away. To make matters worse, the second Wilson was able to remember his combo and open his locker, his backpack fell onto the ground and his papers flew all over the place. Guess that was karma for not zipping up his backpack completely before throwing it in the locker.
As Wilson began to pick up the miscellaneous sheets of paper, he stopped as he came across the Syllabus for the "Dear Anonymous" project. It was strange really. Why would the english teachers care about emails or IMs they sent to someone they didn't even know? If it wasn't worth so many points, Wilson would have probably ignored it. He wasn't so sure the teachers were truthful about respecting their privacy anyway.
But Wilson jammed the sheet into his backpack. He really needed to worry about the mess he made first. The project wasn't due till the end of the year anyway, so he wasn't going to overthink it.
Wilson heard a slight ding, informing him that he had received a new text. He rummaged through his pockets, sifting through miscellaneous wrappers and other crap before managing to get a sturdy grip on his phone. Wilson turned on his screen to find he had received a text from Ashley. It was probably to ask him to go out with her tonight again, as she did every other day.
From: Ashley Hart
Do you want to hang out tonight?
Ashley... was predictable at least, but it didn't really make the relationship any better. Ashley always wanted to be around him, and quite frankly, it was emotionally tolling. Before Ashley, after practice Wilson would usually go home, but now he found himself being dragged along to do god knows what. The times Wilson would decline usually meant Ashley texting him all night anyway, so he found it more productive to just go along with her plans. She was sweet but... Ashley was too much for him. In fact, Wilson couldn't bear to actually try and break up with her. Not to mention the awkward interactions his normal group would have when they would figure out they weren't a thing anymore.
To: Ashley Hart
Uh. Sure I guess. Where did you want to go this time? | What is your real name?
Wilson Fuchs
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
17
When is your birthday?
October 17
What grade are you in?
11th Grade
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
I guess you could say I’m pretty good at volleyball. I’m on the varsity team after all, and I’ll probably be team captain next year. But any physical activity is right up my alley. Hit me up if you ever wanna scrim whatever sport. I do some woodworking too. I’ve been working wood ever since middle school, and I find it relieves stress from school and whatnot. It’s always nice to take a break from people and do something that occupies you and has some purpose.
How would you describe your personality?
I get along with people well enough. I was taught that loners never got anywhere in life, so I made friends as much as possible. A bit awkward at first, but I got the hang of it after a while. But I usually don’t talk to shy people. Most people will probably find me mellow and laid back. I’m pretty high energy, as I prefer to move around a lot. But by the end of the day, some alone time is nice after having to hang out with tons of people.
I do a lot of things in the heat of the moment. Sometimes I don’t fully think out my actions, but I’ve never been one to plan out stuff. Might get me in a spot of trouble sometimes, but that’s just how I am.
What has your life been like so far?
It’s been alright. Parents might be overbearing at times, but it’s not much to complain about. I’ve got friends at school. No one really hates me, as far as I know. Grades could be better, but I’m going to city college first anyway, so who cares? I’ll just start studying when I’m there. That way I won't have to take a pesky SAT or write some contrived essay. People say grades in high school don’t count anyway! Right now, I’ve got volleyball to practice for. Besides, Our next game is way more important than anything else right now. Got a record to uphold and all.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
GeT_SerVeD, (Will)
What are your thoughts on the project?
A bit weird, but I can understand the appeal. Might be nice to just have someone to talk about private stuff and there’d be little to no consequences.
Anything else you'd like to add?
I think I'm good.
Wilson Fuchs's Relationships
Darius Blake Moggs - Moderately Disliked
Some other fuckboi edgelord who thinks he's hot shit. |
46,235 | 1,252 | 6 | 303 | 49 | Celeste Noire; The date is: 9/4/2015
The emotion was not necessarily panic, but unease. The first day of school, already this was a nightmare for her, even if her brother had started going to school, she barely knew him. She looked about the classroom, eyes constantly on the clock, and the other students. "Was someone going to make fun of me again?" she thought. Everyone else was doing their homework in class, Algebra, a concept she knew well enough, but everyone else had their groups. Celeste was never sure if she could possibly have a group of three or more people working with her, what not with being called a "Vampire" often, and some girls even using less polite terms which she had no idea to respond to, let alone comprehend. "Bitch", "Skank", along with a few other terms she wouldn't want to be caught dead thinking. She always changed in the bathroom rather than the locker room, let alone carried more than one bag, so she could at least pretend that they think she's gone off to someone. Although in her mind she'd know that anyways, even if they think it's true, it never will be. It'd be scandalous, make her unliked reputation even worse, and most of all, she'd get a stern talking to from her mother Katherine.
The school may be part of a place in the middle of nowhere, formerly she had gone to a city that had a bigger high school, but being out of her comfort zone in a smaller house compared to the luxury of the family estate was a big, shocking change. Celeste knew at least a few others, but no one bothered her at her former high school, and taking a year away from the estate had done much to bother her. Why would people call her those names? Was it because she's from the high-class? Was it because it's fun to make fun of people who looked so different? Was it because of her clothes choice, or did someone know about something? "No no no, I've learned from my mistakes, paranoia won't get me anywhere. Even if they did know something, one way or another."
Celeste continued to scribble down on her homework nervously, her mouth going slightly wavy as she started to break out a cold sweat, although she kept her head low to not draw attention. Although she could already feel everyone elses' gaze, she tried her hardest not to panic, she was, as her mother puts it on occasion, she's a delicate flower, capable of wilting at the slightest touch, whatever that meant. Even her hoodie, which looked like was big for her, was white with rosen designs at the end, no vines, but just simple roses, of course, the area between the petals were also white in this case too. She started to ask questions, various ones at that "Does this school have a uniform? Do they have any sports teams, does eSports exist here?" Et cetera et cetera. Celeste herself was part of a team made up of herself and her friends from the old high school, one of which had given her fashion tips.
But that's all in the past, she had to deal with her temporary one-year life here, outside of her comfort zone, outside of people respecting and greeting her in town with "Miss Noire". She didn't entirely like attention, good or bad, but she preferred bad attention over good attention, anyways.. She looked at the clock, finding two minutes towards the end of the period. She decided to pack up her things in order to leave. It wasn't long now until she was given a text on her phone informing her about an e-mail. "I'll look at it when I get home, I guess..or rather...'home'.." | Allen, with his best friend, Blair Lockeheart. (Reference done by editing a picture very unprofessionally by your's truly.)
What is your real name?
Allen Cross
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
Seventeen, roughly
When is your birthday?
June Fourteenth, Nineteen-ninety eight
What grade are you in?
12th
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Is this really a thing? Well, if you count gaming and reading books, then sure.
How would you describe your personality?
Aloof, cold, avoids social contact with others, although intellectual and occasionally helpful if I feel like it. Is a strong, loyal type to friends, no matter how odd or offputting they may be, if they're not toxic by nature.
What has your life been like so far?
Why do you need to know this?
(Allen is was once a warmhearted individual who'd grin ear to ear in cases of extreme joy, it is said his parents gave him the middle name 'Cheshire' because of this. However, as part of a recent event, not only a slight part of Allen's face had suffered a burn, but it came at the discoloration of his right eye and giving everything a slight red tint when he sees out of the eye, which makes things appear only slightly off color, and may lead him to incorrectly guess shades of red because they would appear rather slightly more red to him. Allen always wears an eyepatch over said eye when he's over at school, not only just about completely hiding the burnt and somewhat disfigured part of his face, but the eye completely as well.)
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
0ur-Tw1sted-4ate , Alias; Leslie
What are your thoughts on the project?
Let's just get this done.
Additional Info;
Scarred skin tissue around his right eye, right eye is sanguine instead of amethyst, which his left eye is.
And
What is your real name?
Celeste Noire
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
16
When is your birthday?
April twenty-first, 1999
What grade are you in?
11th (Null one for skipping)
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Hobbies..? Uhm...I like to stand in the rain with my hoodie on..I like to read, and occasionally access the internet.
How would you describe your personality?
Ummm...
(Celeste is often a nervous wreck and has trouble trusting people or telling others how she feels on the situation. She has a lack of knowledge upon social ques which would make conversations rather awkward, though when she's behind the screen, it's someone of great composure, though high sensitivity, dislikes bugs , is insecure about her family's divorce, and sometimes blames herself for it..Has a profound love for dogs and cats alike. She is also known to be a gamer for a shooter-action game of unknown origin.)
What has your life been like so far?
Constantly on the move. I'm not allowed to go outside often because the sun will cook me. My parents were divorced when I was at a young age, and I live with my mother. Most of my time is spent indoors.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
RedRoses-WhiteSnow, Alias; Alexander
What are your thoughts on the project?
Do I really need to..?
Additional Info;
Albino
Guess who's back? Back again? |
46,236 | 1,252 | 7 | 303 | 49 | Allen Cross; The date is: 9/4/2015
Twenty minutes.
That's what went on in Allen's head, he was playing baseball with his fellow students, some had leave for practice, others were on what's known as a free period, where they could do whatever they want provided it doesn't breach the school policy. Of course, what truly went on his head wasn't about the free period, he's had a slew of those before, and probably won't stop getting them now. After all, one year is all that's left until the removal of a very big problem he found in his side, school. After this year he'd graduate, and unto that, he could do whatever he wanted with his life, join the military, the workforce, or go to college. Allen had particularly come from a semi-wealthy family, but not enough to be considered middle-high or high class, compared to a few of his other friends. But rather, called semi-wealthy since true wealth to him was a number of things that he found worth in.
Nineteen minutes..
His phone had buzzed to find another obstacle, an E-Mail from the teacher, he had his own E-Mail set up as his school one, but he was provided with the credentials to use for another account, instructions, and who else to e-mail, as well as being told very specifically in detail "Break anonymity, and you'll get a zero for this project.", otherwise in layman's bullshit terms, "break anonymity and you'll fail this class." Allen looked up as a rather sharp CLINK! had resounded from a student's bat, he missed that linedrive past the second baseman. He frowned, because not only this meant that the bases were loaded and now things are fair game as the centerfielder had quickly reacted to get the ball to the pitcher.
But it was his turn, Allen rose up, straightening his sports blazer and grabbing his Easton Black Magic bat, it was black, with silver and red around the brand name of the bat. He started to assume position before he had heard an ever so familiar voice going by and away from the field.
"Viiiiirgiiiiin!"
Allen turned around, only to get hit in the shoulder by the baseball after a wayward pitch from the pitcher no less, everyone had heard that, granted, the members of the team were used to heckling. "Well, that hurt..." Allen had thought, granted, the pitcher only grinned. Said pitcher was a kid that Allen didn't get along with on occasion, and found annoying, but never found it worth the time to remember him but by last name, which even then, he didn't want to remember. He pointed the bat the kid and waited for another pitch.
Seventeen minutes...
"Bye, Virgiiiin~!" , those were the words he heard, hearing it when the pitch came made Allen's blood boil, it was a slider, but he wanted to hit it enough to make a point. The ball carried up, not so much as high due to bats not being particularly known for their swinging power below, but rather it hit off the ground and into the pitcher's groin, carried up in both ways to Allen's expectations. It hurt to watch, but Allen didn't care, because it didn't hurt too much. Instead, a sneer was rather plastered around his mouth as he proceeded to take his base. | Allen, with his best friend, Blair Lockeheart. (Reference done by editing a picture very unprofessionally by your's truly.)
What is your real name?
Allen Cross
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
Seventeen, roughly
When is your birthday?
June Fourteenth, Nineteen-ninety eight
What grade are you in?
12th
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Is this really a thing? Well, if you count gaming and reading books, then sure.
How would you describe your personality?
Aloof, cold, avoids social contact with others, although intellectual and occasionally helpful if I feel like it. Is a strong, loyal type to friends, no matter how odd or offputting they may be, if they're not toxic by nature.
What has your life been like so far?
Why do you need to know this?
(Allen is was once a warmhearted individual who'd grin ear to ear in cases of extreme joy, it is said his parents gave him the middle name 'Cheshire' because of this. However, as part of a recent event, not only a slight part of Allen's face had suffered a burn, but it came at the discoloration of his right eye and giving everything a slight red tint when he sees out of the eye, which makes things appear only slightly off color, and may lead him to incorrectly guess shades of red because they would appear rather slightly more red to him. Allen always wears an eyepatch over said eye when he's over at school, not only just about completely hiding the burnt and somewhat disfigured part of his face, but the eye completely as well.)
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
0ur-Tw1sted-4ate , Alias; Leslie
What are your thoughts on the project?
Let's just get this done.
Additional Info;
Scarred skin tissue around his right eye, right eye is sanguine instead of amethyst, which his left eye is.
And
What is your real name?
Celeste Noire
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
16
When is your birthday?
April twenty-first, 1999
What grade are you in?
11th (Null one for skipping)
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Hobbies..? Uhm...I like to stand in the rain with my hoodie on..I like to read, and occasionally access the internet.
How would you describe your personality?
Ummm...
(Celeste is often a nervous wreck and has trouble trusting people or telling others how she feels on the situation. She has a lack of knowledge upon social ques which would make conversations rather awkward, though when she's behind the screen, it's someone of great composure, though high sensitivity, dislikes bugs , is insecure about her family's divorce, and sometimes blames herself for it..Has a profound love for dogs and cats alike. She is also known to be a gamer for a shooter-action game of unknown origin.)
What has your life been like so far?
Constantly on the move. I'm not allowed to go outside often because the sun will cook me. My parents were divorced when I was at a young age, and I live with my mother. Most of my time is spent indoors.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
RedRoses-WhiteSnow, Alias; Alexander
What are your thoughts on the project?
Do I really need to..?
Additional Info;
Albino
Guess who's back? Back again? |
46,237 | 1,252 | 8 | 332 | 130 | September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Darius Blake Moggs
Still skating, Darius' phone vibrated in his pocket, so he whipped it out to see Kenzi and Danera were down to hang. A signature wicked smirk materialized on his face. Today was gonna be fun.
From: Darius
L i t. I'll be waitin.
His eyes twinkled, a smirk became an overjoyed smiled, and all of his face brightened, for sanctuary was within his vision. It was beautiful. Just looking through the crystal clear windows of the glass front, Darius saw enough cakes, donuts, and cookies to stuff his face with that it almost brought a tear to his eye. Pretty pink and white tiles reflected off the heaven-like lighting of the store, but the pink and white seats overshadowed the floor that Darius would willingly eat baked goods off of. Pink booths and chairs, white tables, and most noteworthy, a white cylinder. It refused to be like the rest of the seats. There was no cushioning, no back support! People may look at it and ask why? Why would such a poor excuse for a chair exist? Darius could only imagine the chair would look back, a blank expression on its face, and tell them that it didn't care about their approval before flipping them off with its nonexistent chair hands.
Darius finally opened the door after standing there and looking inside for almost a minute, smiling the whole time. The bell that rang whenever someone entered lost its purpose, for the employees working there noticed the teenager long before he actually walked inside. Excitement peaked, the boy walked up to them and examined their goods before picking what he always did: Lotus Flower cookies. The employee wasn't surprised; those cookies were usually all that kid got. Grabbing the bag they handed him, the rebel actually paid for the cookies and sat himself into a booth where he simply ate his cookies, made what almost sounded like moans while eating them, and stared at the white chair. | "With the gleam in his eye, his middle finger to the sky! Crooked smile on his face, he doesn't think he can die."
What is your real name?
Darius Blake Moggs
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
15
When is your birthday?
September 10th
What grade are you in?
Sophomore (10th)
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
This teen is the run of the mill delinquent. He doesn't care much about his grades and instead focuses on what's actually fun, his after school activities consisting of troublesome things: intoxication, vandalism, gambling, theft, and adventuring. If it can get his blood pumping Darius will do it. The rascal has already gathered some repute as a troublemaker and he kinda likes it.
"I'm just you're ordinary teenager, interested in skateboarding and hating on the establishment. All joking still aside, I like doing a variety of things, and among the list is playing video games, watching movies, and just hanging out with friends, especially at a nice bakery near our school that has some of the best cookies you'll ever try. Those things'll probably be the cause of a premature death for me. I could probably keep that place in business all by myself! Going back to media, I usually play FPSs, horror, strategy, and fantasy games. Ooh! I also enjoy watching action, horror, and psychological movies. I'm not much of a reader, but when my class was forced to read Shakespeare I enjoyed The Tragedy of Julius Caesar enough to make myself read Antony and Cleopatra which I absolutely love. Other than getting to find out about Shakespeare's masterpieces, the best thing about school is getting to interact with all of my friends that I love very much."
How would you describe your personality?
Indulging himself whenever he likes, Darius is best described as hedonistic. He is rowdy, juvenile, and rebellious, among many other things. However, the boy is still agreeable to his fellows students until they give him reason to be otherwise and loves meeting new people. The people who decide to make his acquaintance will quickly note his enthusiastic, almost child-like, energy. In a similar fashion, he is an idealist and can come across as very immature, annoying even. His spontaneity is due to him acting upon emotion and impulse majority of the time, be it his greed, hatred, or love. Despite him being seemingly reckless and impulsive, which he is at times, Darius is more than capable of cunning when he cares to be, and sometimes plans out or follows a set of rules to limit possible danger when performing tasks. Perhaps the most surprising trait he possesses is a sense of honor and morality, for if he desires something that may legitimately harm an individual that doesn't deserve it the rascal wont do it; similarly he will never lie to his friends.
"I'm prreeettttyyyyy chill."
What has your life been like so far?
"Fairly average. Boring even."
At least until Darius started with his shenanigans, for he's been having fun ever since he started doing whatever he likes. He intends on only increasing the exhilaration.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
Screen name: ✿_LOTUS-EATER_✿
Alias: Jack
What are your thoughts on the project?
"Could be fun. I get to help someone and I have someone I get to rant to. I wonder who I'll be partnered with? I hope they're fun."
Anything else you'd like to add?
"Death is a preferable alternative to boredom."
He can lockpick
Virgin af
"I'm left handed."
King Killjoy
Julian David Edmund - HE FUCKING HATES HIM
"Fuck that guy."
Julian and Darius are basically polar opposites, their first conflict stemming from Darius coming to school urm... less than clear headed and Julian's snobbish criticism of the prior's choices. The intoxicated student retorted quickly, resulting in an escalation to the point of them hating each other since then; now whenever Darius does something Julian views as contemptible a verbal fight is bound to occur. It wouldn't be surprising if a physical fight were to occur.
Jordan Welsh-Noire - Neutral
"Who?"
The two are online friends, and Darius doesn't know that Jordan moved to his school.
Wilson Fuchs - Dislikes
"Fuck the aforestated male."
They just don't like eachother
Ashton Harper Hall - Neutral
"Haven't really talked to her."
They unknowingly play the same online games together.
Samuel N. Childers - Neutral
"Never talked to him."
Abigail Childers - Neutral
"Never talked to her either."
Mackenzie Juniper Hemlock - Friends
"She's pretty chill."
The two get along swimmingly. In Darius' eyes, she's a lot more fun than a lot of the people at their school.
Danera Rojas - Friends
"She's also pretty chill."
The pair get along well, both of them being happy and full of life. Their joy sorta just seeps into one another so Darius enjoys her company
Jacob Rojas - Dislikes
Jacob heavily disapproves of Darius' recklessness and his antics causing them to occasionally butt heads. They're inevitably forced to see each other due to Darius' friendship with Danera.
Ava Johnson - Neutral
"Don't know her."
Quentin Micheal Rosso IV - Enemies
"Fuck this guy."
He's a dick, in Darius' eyes at least.
Ivan Komolov - Dislikes
"Fuck the aforementioned guy."
Darius' dislikes him due to Ivan's compulsive lying and general douchiness. They smonk da dank kush together doe.
Allen Cross - Neutral
"Huh?"
Celeste Welsh-Noire - Neutral
"Albino chick? Never talked to her." |
46,238 | 1,252 | 9 | 539 | 3,640 | September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Jordan Welsh
Jordan was one of the first in his English class to hand in the filled out sheet for Dear Anonymous.
He had heard about the project from his little sister, Celeste, over the summer and then again earlier that day. Before the school year had started, he spent a majority of his summer days shyly asking his younger sister for opinions and thoughts on what life and his school life would be like while at Wellbridge. Her answers weren't exactly satisfactory as she didn't socialize in the mainstream much herself.
In short? He was a new kid spending his Senior year in the Middle of Nowhere on his own. It didn't stop him from being damn optimistic about it though. It gave him an opportunity to reinvent himself, something that he generally didn't plan on doing anyway, but still! It was an option if he ever decided to act upon it.
It was a bit unfair that he knew nobody though. And as people began to finish up, he noticed that some had begun texting, talking or whispering to one another, leaving him to his own devices. Quite literally in this case as his attention drew to his Canon Rebel T5 which sat at the corner of his desk. It wasn't new, but it was still impressive.
He looked at the clock. Still another twenty-five minutes left of class. | Ashton Harper Hall
"A thousand disbelievers couldn't keep me on the ground,
I've invented a momentum that'll never slow me down,
I believe it 'cause I feel it, and I shout it out loud,
I can, I can, I can, so."
- Anything, Hedley
What is your real name?
Ashton Harper Hall
Are you male or female?
Female, surprisingly.
What is your age?
I'm seventeen years old.
When is your birthday?
April 13th
What grade are you in?
I'm in twelfth grade, so therefore, I'm a Senior.
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Typically, people only pay attention to the fact that I play the violin: yes, I'm good at it and yes, I like it, but I have other hobbies and interests too. For one, I really love to play video games, especially MMOs and terrible Japanese dating sims. Aside from that, I'm passionate about animals and their non-existent rights to the point where my family is ready to push me out onto the street during Thanksgiving dinner. I also volunteer at the little animal shelter not too far away from town whenever I get a breather - which is rarely, considering I'm in almost all Advanced and AP classes. Though I'm often drowning in piles of work, I actually very much enjoy school. Well, that's outside of socializing, which could be easily fixed by taking all of the homophobes, morons and lazy assholes from Wellbridge and shoving them onto an island together.
It's also often a shocker to people that I enjoy my family's religion seeing as I'm supposed to be an edgy teenager that rebels against everything that I was raised with. While I'll never take the Lord's name in vain, you can surely be promised that I'll probably drop an F-bomb at least once during your class. Sorry, swearing helps me relax sometimes. While I don't play any sports and probably never will, I don't consider myself to be a lazy person. In fact, I absolutely hate lazy people, especially those with strong beliefs who don't act upon them. If you advocate for something, but do absolutely nothing to benefit it, then how am I going to take you seriously? I'm probably being a little harsh here, but hey, you grow up in Absolutely Nowhere, Maine, you slowly get fed up with what you run into on a daily basis.
How would you describe your personality?
My father would describe me as an inspiration. My mother would describe me as a pain in the ass. Though I'm probably going to be one of the quietest kids in your class, I know what I want in life and I'm very headstrong and ambitious about it. I don't talk to people of my own accord because I'm simply uninterested in what they have to offer and because of this, I've never had many friends or a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend, however you want me to put it. As far as my personality is concerned, I think people would be surprised by what I'm really like - aggressive, blunt, outspoken and straight-forward. After all, how dare the quiet and mature girl fall outside of her stereotype?
What has your life been like so far?
My life's been pretty simple so far and I honestly can't complain. Both of my (fairly) supportive and loving parents are still together and I have an older brother that could kick anyone's ass if they harass me. Actually, that last part is a lie, my brother is a pacifist and I'm actually the (proud) fighter of the family. All things considered, I'm pretty proud of my family since as far as I'm concerned, we're pretty together and "with the times". My parents are heavy Lutheran Christians, but are supportive of my bisexuality and if my brother ever decided to come out as anything besides straight. Is that the formula for true happiness? Being supportive? Maybe.
Aside from that, I've always tried to apply myself when it came to school and I discovered my musical talent during my geek days in middle school. You know what, scratch that part - I am and probably will always be a band geek. Or just a geek in general, but I haven't exactly hit the Dungeons&Dragons stage in my life, but trust me when I say that I've gotten pretty close many, many times before. With all of that in mind, I think it's fair to say I've had a pretty good life and my hope is that my remotely happy lifestyle will continue following graduation. Only one way to find out, right?
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
I was thinking about hilarious it would be if my partner thought I was male, but then I realized my name already did that anyway. And honestly, basing it off of my interests or what I'm good at is too obvious. I guess BasedSwordsman will be my username because my class in the MMO I play uses a sword (and magic, technically) and that's what I am. As for an alias, I guess I'll go with Aries because that's my astrological sign.
What are your thoughts on the project?
Truthfully, I'm good behind a computer screen, so I admit to having some hopes about this project. While I'm not in desperate need of therapy or venting, maybe this will help ease some of my future stress and workload. I mean, what Seniors aren't screaming or crying eventually? I may not be right now, but that can change in a month from now. Who knows? Maybe I'll actually really like my partner.
Anything else you'd like to add?
I literally hate Shakespeare. Sorry, I had to say it to someone.
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Ashton's Relations && Opinions
Julian David Edmund - Minor Rivals (Somewhat Negative)
While I don't "dislike" Julian, I can't say that him and I get along too well. We have opposing views and are often on the opposite side of arguments, especially when it comes to Shakespeare. It's beyond me how anyone can be so obsessed with Shakespeare when his work is nothing more than fancy dick jokes.
Jordan Welsh-Noire - Classmates (Neutral)
Can't say I know much about him. Apparently, he's a new kid and is always carrying around a camera. His little sister, Celeste, has been in Wellbridge all her life and I barely know her as well. As far as I'm concerned, Jordan is a bit of a mystery. . just not a particularly interesting one.
Darius Blake Moggs - Acquaintances (Neutral) / Unknowingly Online Friends
I don't really know much about him since we hardly cross paths. He's a Sophomore and I'm a Senior, so we don't have classes together and I don't really see him much outside of school. He does skateboarding, right? That's pretty cool, I guess. At least he's motivated to do what he wants.
Wilson Fuchs - Possible Friends (Positive)
The only reason I really know Wilson is because he's dating Ashley and people are constantly talking about him, since he's apparently one of those really "popular kids". While I don't know him all too well, I'm pretty friendly with him and he seems like a cool guy. We don't have any classes together, but I've asked him for help on a few projects before. He's pretty reliable as far as I'm concerned.
Samuel N. Childers - Friends (Very Positive)
Sam's one of the few people that I often talk to and therefore actually consider him to be a friend. Unlike most people at Wellbridge, he actually seems very intelligent, articulate and opinionated. I suppose that's something we have in common and that's why we get along so well. I still find it weird that I technically met him through Ashley - I'm more than willing to bet that he actually hates the girl.
Abigail Childers - Acquaintances (Somewhat Positive)
I don't know Abigail, but I know of her. Apparently, she's another transfer student (wow, we are getting a lot of those this year) and Sam's cousin. I don't really know what she's like, but I have a bit of an idea. I'll try to keep an open mind when it comes to meeting her. Who knows? Maybe she's cool like Sam and Wilson.
Mackenzie Juniper Hemlock - Acquaintances (Neutral)
Kenzie is a Sophomore without ambitions from the looks of it. Translation: we don't have any classes together and I really have no solid opinion on her as a result. The only inkling of an opinion that I may have on her is that she is a special snowflake. And even that may or may not be true.
Danera Rojas - Acquaintances (Very Positive)
I don't see Danera much around school, but she comes into the shelter sometimes to see and play with the animals. She's especially fond of the puppies and while I'm not a puppy person myself, I can't help but think very highly of her. After all, she spends some of her time to make some animals feel loved. Aside from that, being around her tends to be uplifting. She's infectious like that. Honestly, if I approached her more often, I think the two of us could potentially become good friends. It also helps that I'm on good terms with her brother, too.
Jacob Rojas - Classmates (Very Positive)
Jacob is a band geek like me and because of that, we've had a few classes together in the past. He also plays the violin like me aside from like four other instruments. He's pretty talented, I'll give him that much. While I honestly don't know much about him, he seems like a pretty chill guy. He hasn't done anything to make me think poorly of him and I'm also on good terms with his sister. All things considered, I guess you can say I think positively when it comes to Jacob.
Ava Johnson - Acquaintances (Neutral)
I've seen Ava in the halls once or twice - that is, if she's the person I'm thinking of. The two of us have no classes together and aside from the fact that she seems a little strange, I have virtually no interest in her.
Quentin Micheal Rosso IV - Acquaintances (Very Negative)
I've made the mistake of speaking to Quentin once and I have never met such an entitled and pretentious dick in all of my life. Luckily, I'm almost out of Wellbridge and he's stuck here for another two years. Sucks to be him, doesn't it?
Ivan Komolov - Acquaintances (Somewhat Negative)
I don't bother with Ivan much as he's a Junior and hardly in any of my classes. I've met him twice and seen him in the hallways - he's popular, there's no doubt about it. It's not his popularity that irritates me, it's demeanor and I hardly use this term to describe anyone, but it's only fitting for Ivan - "fake". Ivan, in my opinion, is completely full of shit. Constantly.
Allen Cheshire Cross - Classmates (Neutral)
Although we're in the same grade together, I probably would've never been able to guess. Allen seems more mature than most and sometimes I suspect he's been through more than most, at least judging by that eyepatch of his. Which is a little creepy, by the way. That's probably really insensitive, but I'm not saying he's a bad guy or anything, I'm just a little wary of him. I wonder how he got that eyepatch. I don't think I'll ever ask, but hey, you never know. Maybe we might end up becoming friends at some point.
Celeste Welsh-Noire - Acquaintances (Neutral)
I don't know anything about Celeste and being that she's a Junior, we've never had any classes together. Apparently, she's the younger sister of the new kid, Jordan. I would've never been able to guess because the two look nothing alike. Seriously, Celeste looks like she straight up walked out of an anime or something. Honestly though, I have no real opinions on Celeste so it'd be unfair for me to ultimately label her as negative or positive.
Ashley Hart - Tutee/Possible Friends (Positive)
Ashley's. . not too bad. While I do think she is a little superficial and don't approve of her actions and words towards other people, I can at least tell she cares about her grades. As far as school goes, I can tell she struggles sometimes and I'd think I would know that considering I'm her tutor. While she tends to be a little narcissistic, I'd like to think she's a good person. |
46,239 | 1,252 | 10 | 864 | 838 | Quentin Michael Rosso IV
Day 001 || Sept. 4, 2015
Simplicity.
That was what Quentin loved the most. Simplicity in its finest form. Grace in subtle movements, the clear proceedings of lines and curves, the ever gradual transition from innocent white to an ashen grey. All with accidental purpose. Utmost simplicity.
Quentin paused for a moment eyes, the pencil between his fingers twirling and tilting. Around, up, down, around once more. Then, after a breath or two, his pencil was back to dancing, a trail of grey footprints in its wake. Long, dark strokes arcing through the scalp. Soft grey irises beneath a hard, piercing stare. Long nose, soft lips, no name. Who was she? No one, yet someone. She had life, but was lifeless. A soul in a soulless medium. But who was she? She was a nameless girl carved with softened rocks on a dead lead to cure boredom.
How dull. Quentin sighed and finally set down the pencil, glancing at the clock as he stretched his back. He faintly registered talking in the background, the words escaping his interest. Blah blah blah. The same words over and over again. How long did he have to endure this blasphemous torture? The same old nonsense, over and over again. He knew this, and knew it well. The basic 'Hello!' that everyone gave so often that became needlessly stupid. Hello! Hello! Hello! Like a dog that had been poorly imagined. It was, in of itself, utterly fucking useless.
With a sigh, Quentin picked up his pencil and continued the sketch. It would do know good to linger on the obvious. He'd be home soon enough, anyways. His parents would be gone for a while, thank goodness, which meant an empty house all to himself. Perfect. | =Let’s say goodbye to this old and broken town.=
~New Politics, West End Kids~
What is your real name?
Danera Rojas
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
17
When is your birthday?
June 2
What grade are you in?
Junior
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Oooh boy, where to start?
First off: I'm what some of you people might call a ‘Polyglot’. It’s basically a big fancy word for someone who knows more than one language. I'm pretty fluent in four: English (duh!), German, Spanish (thanks to mi Papá) and ASL, but I'm teaching myself Korean and Italian. The results have been...mixed. But at least I'm getting there! The reason I wanna learn so many languages is because I want to travel. It’s basically my dream to go country to country, meeting new people and trying new things. I want to go to a Holi festival in India, or run through the crowded streets of Spain, or even swim in the blue waters of Greece. Somewhere, anywhere, far from this town.
With traveling, I'm also big with writing. I've got a shelf full of journals full of random stories. Most of them I never finish, but it's still fun to go back and read them. I guess that's why I don't mind this project as much as the other classmates.
Then there's dancing. Don't mean to brag, but I'm the best dancer in the world! Well...okay, not the best, but I still think I'm pretty good. I'm in the dance team at school, and it's an absolute blast.
How would you describe your personality?
I'm a firework: bright, bold, and full of life.
When I was five, my mom used to tell me to smile no matter what. It'd clear away the storm clouds in my head and bring sunshine to everyone around me. Twelve years later, that philosophy hasn't left. I'm almost always smiling, and I'm pretty optimistic, even when things look bad. I'm loyal to the bone, and admittedly a tad overprotective of my friends and family. But I can't help it. You mess with them, you mess with me! I'm very empathetical, and I'll do anything to help a friend in need.
Curiosity and adventure are a deadly combo, especially with people like me. I love discovering new things and going to new places. The excitement of it is a drug I can't get enough of.
I can be a bit--well, a lot--competitive and stubborn. I'm prideful to a fault, and there's been times before when my hubris led to me losing close friends. I'm trying to grow out of it. Trying.
What has your life been like so far?
Pretty okay, I guess.
I live with my uncle and bro, so it isn't all bad. Just wish I could see my parents more often, though. They're in Canada right now for a job, so aside from the occasional visit or phone call, we don't talk much. Kinda sad, huh? But I understand their reasons. Just makes me wish they could have brought us along instead of sticking us in some crummy small town.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
HighFlyer32|| Syren
What are your thoughts on the project?
I, for one, actually like this assignment. Seriously, where else could you get to talk to a random stranger and be rewarded for making a new friend? (Aside from, y’know, everywhere else and the Internet…)
Anything else you'd like to add?
I've got a twin brother who’s also doing the project. Hope I don't get him!
=I'd like to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed.=
The Neighborhood, RIP To My Youth
What is your real name?
Jacob Rojas
Are you male or female?
Male
What is your age?
17
When is your birthday?
June 2
What grade are you in?
Junior
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Does babysitting your crazy sister count? Because Lord knows how much of that I do on a daily basis. Aside from that, I'm into reading, playing video games, and hanging with friends. Pretty basic stuff, I guess.
I’m also really into music. Classic, rap, rock, even a mix of all three. Doesn't matter the genre. I've learned to play around five instruments—guitar, drums, bass, ukulele, violin—and I've even written a few songs. I mean, they aren't that good, but still fun to make. I used to sing, but that was a long time ago. Like, years. Nowadays, the only time you'll hear me humming is in the shower.
I'm also a bit of a photographer. Whenever I have time, I’ll go out in the woods near my house and take a few shots. They're usually just of trees and plants, but once in a while I'll catch something impressive.
How would you describe your personality?
If Danny's sunshine, then I'm the rain.
Compared to her more reckless, energetic nature, I'm much more calm and responsible. So much so that I've been called 'Dad' a few times by my peers. Non-sexually, mind you. I can be fairly blunt, stating the first thing on my mind even if it's rude. I'm not the type to go out and talk to people. Not because I'm shy or anything, but simply because I don't really find any interest to. I'm perfectly content with my circle of friends, and don't find any reason to go out of my way and make more. Perhaps that comes from my reluctance towards change, but I'd rather we not get into that.
Believe it or not, despite all I've said I do indeed have a heart. It's just hard for me to really express it. I'm protective over the ones I love, and won't stop at anything to do what I think is right.
What has your life been like so far?
It’s been...tiring, to say the least.
Mom and Dad are in Canada for some big job promotion. Unfortunately, my sis and I couldn’t tag along, so we got stuck with Uncle Simon. I suppose ‘stuck’ is too harsh of a word. I mean, Simon isn’t that bad, just really irresponsible. Like, party-all-night-wearing-clothes-from-the-80’s irresponsible. The man is 42. But he’s nice enough, I suppose.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
Jack.of.Spades || Wesley
What are your thoughts on the project?
It’s definitely interesting. I'm not sure I'm too comfortable with sharing my inner most feelings with some random stranger, anonymous or no, but I don't mind meeting new people. What's the worst that could happen?
Anything else you'd like to add?
Not really, no. |
46,240 | 1,252 | 11 | 941 | 3,112 | Ava, Son of John | Day One of the Dear Anonymous Experiment | September is not the seventh month
Ava Johnson sat at her desk and stared blankly into the board as their teacher spoke. She had been doing this all day, just in different classrooms. It was not a very satisfying activity. There was nothing more to be said; Ava was a very normal girl.
But this facade of normalcy was but a mask shrouding the abyss of her twisted mind; a bulwark meant to protect not only herself, but also protect others. Deep inside, there was a hidden, animalistic urge, a repressed desire for conquest and dominance. A desire that would never come to pass, lest her inner demons take hold. For the good of the world,. she, as a good Christian girl, could not allow for herself to lose control, to allow the dark corruptive forces consume her slowly blackening maiden's heart. So she must persist, a lone sentinel. Nobody would know her struggle; nobody would know her sacrifice. But alas! No matter how steadfast Ava stood against her own shadows, her integrity was failing. She was succumbing to the all-consuming grasp of boredom. It soon became clear that she must release her occult energies lest she do something she regret.
Ava Johnson looked at her desk. On it was a blank paper in the center, and a pencil in the corner. She picked up the pencil and immediately she understood what she had to do.
She set the pencil on the paper. What? You thought she was gonna draw a picture of a dank-ass doge? Go away. Now with all the components for this test of power in place, her garnet eyes locked on the implements before her. The eyes were the windows to the soul, and by their power she would force the world to bend to her whim.
Ava Johnson blew on the desk in front of her, sending the pencil rolling off the edge and the paper gliding to the ground.
The conclusion to be learned here was obvious to the master. 'I see,' she thought, narrowing her eyes at the sight of her own power, 'It appears that my power is too potent even for myself. This... is troubling.' Her mouth closed tightly, so that no evil would escape her lips. It was clear she needed more practice to hone her control over the dark arts. She would try again soon.
Ava leaned to the side to see if her foot could reach her stuff without needing to move her body weirdly. Unfortunately Ava could not reach her fallen pencil and paper. "Samuel," she asked her associate next to her, "Can you pick those up for me please?" | Holy water cannot help you now
What is your real name?
Ava Johnson
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
16
When is your birthday?
11/23
What grade are you in?
11
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
I have no hobbies. Nothing interests me.
How would you describe your personality?
I wouldn't.
What has your life been like so far?
Boring, and why does the school need to know this?
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
xXx666D4rkShad0wGo3tia666xXx ; Jordan
What are your thoughts on the project?
I don't think about these sorts of things
Ava actually doesn't think about these sorts of things
Anything else you'd like to add?
No
Apparently has an Australian cousin named Norma
Jordan Welsh-Noire - Fellow ElderFornicator
An Internet friend who I know but I don't know.
Samuel Childers - Childhood Friend
Still has not reached sufficient friend level to unlock my tragic backstory.
Abigail Childers - Cousin of Friend
Self-explanatory.
Ashley Hart - ???
What are we?
Ivan Komolov - Communist
Remember, no Russian
Everyone Else - Neutral
I don't care enough about these people to write descriptions of them.
Badly Drawn Dog - Magnum Opus
I have no regrets. This is the only path. |
46,241 | 1,252 | 12 | 1,228 | 2,368 | Day 1 | Kenzi
Once outside, Kenzi stepped onto the skateboard and she was rolling. The wheels on pavement echoed loudly through the quiet parking lot as she made her way for the exit. Her heart was still beating quickly and loudly--little thrills like ditching school still gave the sophomore a rush of excitement and adrenaline. It wasn't something she did very often, despite the people she hung out with. "Woo hoo!" she exclaimed as she rolled down an incline, squinting against the wind that blew her dark hair around. With the skateboard rumbling underneath her shoes, she didn't feel her phone vibrate with more texts, but she reached into her pockets to light a cigarette instead.
Then, soon enough, she caught the aroma of warm, baked goods. Cookies, fresh bread, muffins. "Ahhh..." she sighed as she approached the bakery. Once in front, she hopped off her board, letting it roll toward the entrance, before ditching the cigarette butt. She followed her wheels and picked it up as she entered the bakery, her bright blue eyes searching for Danera or Darius or both.
"Hey!" she greeted Darius. As she sat, she snaked a freckled hand into his bag of cookies and stole one from the other student. "Thanks!" She bit into the cookie and leaned back against her seat, enjoying the taste with a "Mmmm." | Paint it black and take it back.
What is your real name?
Mackenzie "Kenzi" Juniper Hemlock
Are you male or female?
Female
What is your age?
Fifteen
When is your birthday?
October 4th
What grade are you in?
10th / Sophomore
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Kenzi spends her spare time making lyric videos on YouTube for her favorite songs and artists. She's very meticulous and groups them into playlists based on artist, genre, and album. She enviously watches anime AMVs because, damn that must take skill. Outside of the internet, she likes books about vampires and witches and she enjoys painting. While she's a better artist than most of her peers, she has a long way to go. The closest thing she gets to sports is skateboarding, and she doesn't even do anything more impressive than a kickflip--it's just her main mode of transportation since she's only now learning how to drive.
How would you describe your personality?
Kenzi is in the phase of being "not like other girls:" she's happy in jeans and big boots, and likes to dye her hair fun colors (it was most recently red but the blue brings out her heavily eyelinered eyes). Because of this, she can be disdainful and antagonistic toward her fellow peers. Still, she's pretty sure she's the victim for not being a sheeple / conformist. Despite her coming off as broody and a little cocky, she's friendly and hyper once she grows closer as a friend.
Underneath the typical teenage attitude, she Kenzi is very engaged in the world around her. She's definitely an extrovert, but she can be shy. She's hesitant to show it, but she's also very caring. Some kids see someone crying alone in a bathroom stall and walk away. Kenzi makes a point to confront the problem, even if you are one of "those" girls. She'll act just as she would like to be treated if she was the one bawling her eyes out.
What has your life been like so far?
Like all teenagers, Kenzi thinks her life sucks. She's the middle child, for Christ's sake!! Her older brother is being prepped for college and her little sister is just starting middle school. There is no room to give Kenzi attention. Still, things could be worse: her parents do love her and her siblings are only assholes sometimes. Her birthday is pretty well remembered, but she's just a kid. Why's she gotta do chores? Without getting paid for it? Ugh, screw her parents, amiright.
What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
Ribbit (like a frog)
What are your thoughts on the project?
"This sucks!!!"
Anything else you'd like to add?
She's a tragic statistic: a teen smoker. She's hyper aware of the smell, though, and doesn't smoke a lot.
UC
Darius Blake Moggs "He's chill. *thumbs up*"
Kenzi and Darius get along well and she considers him a friend. She's not nearly as much of a trouble maker as he is--too well adjusted, maybe. But his bad influence does show.
Quentin Micheal Rosso IV "Ughhh....."
Outside of class, Kenzi can't stand Quentin. With Darius--a friend--and Quentin not getting along as well, she has even less reason to like the rich boy. In art class, though, she seems to tolerate him a little better if only because of Abigail--not that the bickering stops.
Samuel N. Childers "I dunno him."
They probably could get along if they were to sit and talk, though Kenzi may come off too strong for the older student.
The Twins "The girl seems friendly."
She doesn't know a lot of people outside of her grade, and the twins are only an exception because Danera is so outgoing and friendly.
Abigail B. Childers "She's fun, and a great artist!"
Abi and Kenzi aren't super close due to the age difference, but they share the same art class and are therefore friends. Kenzi looks up to Abigail and adores what she percieves to be a confident attitude--not, like, in a gay way, though, right??
UC |
46,242 | 1,253 | 0 | 2,435 | 3,764 | The Grand Opening of the VR Game! It was finally here! After the long wait, everyone was shoving their VR Helmets on like no tomorrow. Stores were emptying in a matter of minutes. Thousands of people plugged themselves in immediately although, they will soon realize that this is a big mistake.
The game first takes you to a 'create a character' screen. Immediately after, the player is greeted with different races, classes and sub classes. It all looked pretty cool. Then came the actual appearance which some spent hours getting just everything perfect. However some preferred scanning themselves and entering themselves into the game. When the players all created their character they were sent straight to the world of VR. The first thing everyone would noticed is a mail suddenly popping up.
'Welcome any and all players to Sword Art Online: Shadowfall! You're two Gms who shall be guding you around today are Deadshot and Zero. In this mail you will find a noobie pack. To open it and collect the goods please go to inventory and click on the chest then click 'open' and the items will be sent directly to your inventory. If you have played the beta you should know that the Quests and Events are significantly harder than they were before. Please stay within the starting time so the Game Masters can greet you. We hope you enjoy your stay. Have a great game.
Yours sincerely, The Game Master'
Inside the Noobie Pack the players would find 5 Health Potions, 5 Mana Potions, 5 Sp Potions, 3 Burgers to heal health, 3 Cakes and 3 pies.
Sekhemi
Sekhemi was sitting on his throne. He clicked his fingers and a few royal guards came. They slowly placed the helmet on his head and plugged him in. Once they did the left him be. Sekhemi had already scanned himself to make his character look exactly like himself. He logged in and opened the chest. It was commoners crap, nothing great. He looked around the starting town and sighed. This place was a piece of crap! He came from his Royal Place for this crap? He felt like a commoner. He sighed again before shaking his head. When he met the damn Gms, he'd give them a word or two, then he'd probably beat the shit out of them.
The Magician
Jack, the Magician logged into the game as soon as he got his hands on it. He was a beta tester, and by god it was amazing! He spent hours on his character alone, getting it absolutely perfect. Luckily, he could copy the data from the demo to the actual game. It didn't give his levels back but it saved him from remaking his character again. He logged in and then opened the chest. It gave you quite a few useful items. He'd certainly make use of the MP potions considering he was a magic class. After checking that he decided to go exploring around the starting town while he waited for the Gms to come. | Character Sheet:
Username: Prince Sekhemi
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Hair color: Bald
Eye color: Yellow
Skin tone: White
Height: 6 ft
Build: Muscled
Starting outfit: He uses his real life appearance.
Primary weapon: Golden Knuckles.
Character Type: Monk
Character Class: Warrior
Personality: Sekhemi cannot feel pain or emotions, thanks to this, he is considered to be very selfish, and very mean. He doesn't care about life at all, he doesn't find any worth in it. He cares for nothing, so much so, he doesn't even care about himself. He has suffered many battles thanks to this, taking a very high risk and going up on the front. He does what he wants, not what others want him to do. If somebody tells him to do something, he will just refuse to do it, and will probably do the opposite, though, reverse psychology doesn't work on him either. He is very stubborn, once he decides on something, there is a little chance of him changing his mind.
Skills: The Burning Fist: Sekhemi is able to punch so fast and so powerfully, that h is able to set his fists on fire which will do minor fire damage to enemies.
Punch and Kick: Being well trained, Sekhemi is able to perform various kicks and punches to make a deadly combo.
Pressure Jab: Sekhemi can Jab and close the Pressure points of his enemy, damaging them and making it harder for them to fight.
Martial Arts: Sekhemi knows various martial arts which make him damage. Each one focusing on hand to hand but has some experience with using feet.
Other: Just because he can't feel pain, doesn't mean he can't be beaten. It's actually a disadvantage. He won't know when his body is at it's limit. |
46,243 | 1,253 | 1 | 1,823 | 1,169 | Lance reached under his bed pulling out his the box where he stored his VR gear. "It's finally time" Lance said rubbing his hands, he puts on the helmet and plugs it into his computer. He reached inside the game, he didn't wanna spend much time creating a character so he used his real life appearance. He typed in his desired username and logged into the game. Lance opened the starter chest he recieved getting some basic items. "Might as well walk around town until the gms come." He familiarized himself with the town walking around the market as well as the town square. | Character Sheet:
Username: Annie
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Blue
Skin tone: White
Height: 5 ft
Build: Average
Primary weapon: Dolls
Skills: String You Along: Annie uses her puppet magic to attach strings to enemies and make them her own puppets for a short time however the stronger the enemy the less successful this will be.
Giant: She makes her puppet a giant which decreases speed but increases strength.
Stitch: She stitches up her puppets cuts and wounds making them last longer. |
46,244 | 1,253 | 2 | 612 | 2,191 | Uncle got you a present, dear! Open up!
Those were the words that would bind the nineteen year-old's curiosity every single time. The simple terms "uncle", "present" and "open" were what made the person, whom for the next few years would play the role of "Row'tu", instantly smile no matter what. The eyes of this individual gleaned brightly as they lay their eyes upon their latest present from their uncle; yet another new and amazing piece of technology that never failed to excite. This time, it was the Full-Dive Virtual Reality Gear.
"Aaaah! This is so awesome! Thank you, mum! Thank you, uncle! Thank you so, so much!"
"Ah, come now, anything for family, am I right?" The uncle chuckles heartily. "Why don't you go upstairs and plug yourself in, hmm? I got you an exclusive game with it, too: SAO: Shadowfall!"
The to-be support Mage bowed and gave a quick series of thanks, before rushing upstairs to plug themself in. They absolutely needed to start playing, right now, and be one of the first! It was a compulsive need - a desire which couldn't be left untouched.
... Row'tu may soon come to regret having that strong desire...
Flashback = END
Row'tu spent quite awhile in creating herself - forming her character. However, she eventually came to be a half-Elve Mage, whom she would eventually modify to support others in combat. She could've gone with flat out cleric, sure, however Row'tu felt it was a lot more unique to support others by restricting the enemy than by aiding her team. After all... there were clerics for that, right?
Jumping straight into the world of Sword Art Online: Shadowfall, Row'tu's breath was robbed of her lungs as she entered a new world - a new dimension! The sight and view before her was breathtaking, and it seems she wasn't the only one impressed by the graphics of the VR system. A notification made itself apart in the corner of her vision, and she reached out into the air to try and read it...
"Success!" She accidentally found herself saying, before she began reading the contents which the letter housed. "A gift from the GMs for newbies? Aren't they kind?" She whispered to herself in a curious fashion, the question being more of a statement than anything else. Having read the letter and retrieved the beginners tools, Row'tu took a look around. A proper look this time.
... She was awe-struck, still.
"This... is amazing!" | The fact of the matter is, I can do a lot more to make you a better person as your enemy than as your friend.
Starting Outfit/Primary Weapon/Hair color/Eye color/Skin tone/Gender/Build
Row'tu (Pron: Row-two)
Age: 19
Height: 5'7
Personality: Quirky, albeit a bit naive and lacking much common sense, Row'tu is... not one you'd pitch as a to-be mastermind strategist, at least upon first glance. Her voice is quiet and lacks conviction, and she's hard-pressed to speak up. However, this personality is known to switch to a cold and calculating evil supergenius when presented with just about any kind of problem or situation which may require more than one approach. A switch flips, signalling her quick turnabout in personality, allowing her the ability to issue orders and speak up if necessary. People say she torments herself with puzzles and strategy, and Row'tu works herself to exhaustion in order to come up with a cunning plan or idea if the situation presents itself.
Outside of battle, or anything else she could pin down to tactics and strategy, Row'tu is best described as awkward and clueless, yet oddly a bit of a critic. She is curious about many things, almost like a child, yet when it comes to anything which involves structure she can be a pain in the ass. She's not too well-versed when it comes to speaking in general, and has had many mishaps over the course of her nineteen years in regards to her lack of social intellect. She finds personal issues difficult to deal with and conversations usually end up silenced by her not knowing what to say. She intentionally tries to give herself a bad reputation in order to make those around her seem like better people; she tends to be asocial as a result.
Skills and Abilities:
Professional Mage: Row'tu has practiced the art of magic ever since she was young. However, she's much more of a support mage than a combat mage. Her skills generally involve restricting an enemy's senses/movement or confusion, creating traps, or making it easier for allies in general to take on foes by amplifying their abilities. This allows her to stand back and get a greater view for the field of battle when in an engagement in a group, amplifying her strategic ability. However, if alone... Row'tu won't have much in the way of a defence or offence in which she could use to defeat even an individual opponent.
Thorn Bind Hostage - A spell which causes five magical roots to erupt from the ground and constrict a target. This variation of Immobile Root consumes much more of a person's stamina, however is incredibly powerful, as the thorns not only immobalise a target, but will burst with intense, explosive magic energy when struck. The strength of these roots is determined by the level of concentration put into the spell and the skill of it's caster. Row'tu's casts can range from a minimum of a couple seconds up to several minutes, and can range in effectiveness from light cuts to at worst to deadly explosions at best. This is Row'tu's primary spell and, as a result, Row'tu is quite skilled in it's use when fighting a strategic battle. The thorns have a much longer duration than the roots of Immobile Root, no matter the cast time.
Immobile Root - A simple spell which restricts almost all movement upon a single foe, however can be cast on multiple foes to hold them all down. They're considerably easier to cast and are much less taxing on the caster than Thorn Bind Hostage, however have limited use. Immobile Root has different level of effectiveness depending on the caster and the cast time associated with it. Some mages have been said to hold down entire squads of enemies using this single spell! However, Row'tu is only at the level where she can hold down two people effectively at once using the spell. Her charge rates range from five seconds to a full minute, with effectiveness ranging from a slight impairment in mobility to being completely immobile.
Lullaby - Unfortunately, Row'tu's skill with lullaby is much to be desired, however it is still a useful spell. This simple spell puts a target to sleep for ten seconds, however can be re-cast again and again to keep a target incapacitated for an extended period of time. Simple and without variation, this spell casts in three seconds and recovers in eight, giving the target a single second to avoid being put to sleep again. Row'tu can keep a single opponent fully incapacitated, provided they don't evade within the one second they wake. Naturally, if the target is hurt whilst they're asleep, they wake up completely, nullifying the spell until it can be re-cast.
Gravity Cube - Another simple spell which slows down the enemy's movement. When this ethereal cube is cast and flown overhead, it slows down enemy movement speed (in general) with a radius of up to 3 meters. Despite it's limited range, Row'tu has maximized it's efficiency by amplifying the effects of the cube so it slows enemy movement up to 40%. Row'tu has yet to fully master this spell, and has only recently begun to get a grasp on how to nullify it's effects for allies of hers; it will take some time to perfect.
Illusions - Creating illusions, nice and simple. Row'tu isn't too good at maintaining her illusions, and can only make copies of those around her effectively. However, say she were surrounded by heavily armoured soldiers, she can make a group look bigger than it really is. She struggles to hold out when using these for long, and so practices by creating illusions of animals every so-often. Due to the spell being incredibly taxing, it's safe to assume this spell will only be used once per battle without help.
Karma's Virtue - Row'tu's newest addition to her spells, which means she isn't very experienced in it's use. When cast on an ally, Karma's Virtue will take a percentage of force dealt by an opponent on that person and add it to their own strength, returning it for a single attack. Experienced users of Karma's Virtue can have the spell absorb the hit and utilize it's strength up to 100%, on top of the ally's next attack, creating a truly devastating blow. Row'tu's version of the spell can only take up to a maximum of 5% of the opponents attack force and give it to her ally, with no defensive ability being granted to her ally. It's one of her least taxing and fastest casting spells.
Orb of Light - A simple orb of light. Simple and easy to cast, Orbs of Light are about as basic as you can get. Due to the simplicity and low cost, it's possible to create so many orbs it's blinding not just to one foe, but to many. Row'tu can summon a single orb for hours without need for break, so long as no additional spells are used.
Professional Strategy/Tactics Knowledge: Row'tu knows quite a bit about the world of strategy and tactics. Her level of understanding the world around her and seeing the bigger picture is rather impressive, and she is cunning when it comes to deceiving or ambushing opponents. Even if it's something as simple as plotting a route for a trading caravan, Row'tu will look at all possibilities and determine their likelihood like a human calculator. She finds it difficult to beat herself when playing board games alone.
Novice Leadership: Despite her ability to create strategies and tactics, applying them herself to a group is... difficult. She'd rather explain to someone else what she's come up with and let them issue the orders than do it herself. However, if the situation truly calls for it, Row'tu can call forth her strategic persona to explain the ideas on her mind. However, usually by this point, things are truly dire and the order to retreat has been called.
Novice Cooking: Seemingly enthralled with food, Row'tu really wants to learn how to cook. However, she kind of... well, she sucks. However, she's willing to learn, taking the whole cooking thing just as seriously as she does her magic. All she needs is a suitable tutor... and maybe some luck.
Equipment:
Spellbinder's Staff: The one and only staff in Row'tu's possession, the Spellbinder's Staff is a decently good staff which lessens the draining effect of her spells (they require less energy to create/maintain). Being a relatively simple staff, the effects aren't great, however it's definitely noticeable in battle when using it. (Appearance in the image)
The Woodsman's Talisman: A golden wood amulet which Row'tu always keeps on her person. Row'tu wishes to get the amulet enchanted sometime with a good enchantment to help with her magic. |
46,245 | 1,253 | 3 | 2,444 | 3,066 | Annie
Annie walked over to her VR system and sat down in her chair. She placed the VR over her head and then logged herself in. After making her character and imputing all the details she got into the actual game. Annie quickly opened the noobie pack. After that she began to wander around the starter town while she awaited the Gms and everyone else who was logging on today.
Princess
Princess was already in the VR world staring at the countdown screen. 1:00 left before she could log on. She could hardly wait, it was almost time! After the long dreaded minute passed she created her character and gave her the first name that came to her and quickly logged on. She opened her noobie pack after reading the mail but barely looked at either. All she knew was that some Gms were coming and she had to wait so she decided to explore for now.
Shining Armor
Shining Armor raced on home from school as he breathed heavily. He was full on sprinting on home as if he was running for his very life or he had seen something that scared the holy hell out of him. He opened the door and kicked it closed with his foot then sprinted upstairs and into his room. He locked the bedroom door behind him and shoved on the VR system. He created his character as fast as possible, not giving a damn about the details then got into the game. Once in he read the mail and looked at his items before walking around the town till breathing heavily. | Real Name: Kai
Username: Insane Black Star
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Green
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5'8
Build: Average-Slim
Primary weapon: Longsword
Skills:
Vertical Slash (Level 1)
Horizontal Slash (Level 1)
Evade (Level 1) |
46,246 | 1,253 | 4 | 653 | 1,095 | It's here! it's here! it's here! Daniel blurted out as he was sprinting home with a package in his hands. Inside this package was the new Sword Art Online: Shadowfall. He had worked hard to get enough money together to buy it. Now he finally held the package he saved money for in his hands and was almost at home. He quickly unlocked the door and sprinted past his family members towards his room.
Almost kicking the door to his room in, he placed the package in the middle of his room and after a few minutes of unpacking and preperation he was ready to play. He put on his VR Gear and laid down on his bed. With the command "Link Start!" he dived into the wonderful world of Virtual Reality.
After entering his credentials he was greated by the character creation, which didn't take long since he already had character prepared from the games character builder that was distributed at one of his local events where he also had a chance to try out the game itself.
Black_Rabbit was ready and set to go!
Daniel got transported to the town and found himself inside his avatar, he started by checking the motor functions. He had a solid connection and the data transfer worked smoothly so there wouldn't be any lag issues. "Alright! And with today Black_Rabbit's awesome adventure in the World of SAO: Shadowfall, begins!" | Name: Eli
Username: Elimentalist
Age: 13
Gender: Female
in real life Appearance:
in game Appearance:
Height: 5 foot 4
Build: Average
Primary weapon: Bow
Secondary weapon: daggers
Class: Geomancer
Skills:
healing waters: purifies some water uses it to heal herself or others
killer thorns: summons thorny vines out of the ground that can ever bind a target of whip them binding them deals damage over time
Create Golem: As the name sergeants she creates a Golem out of one of the elements
Elemental Infusion: Infuses an element into one of her weapons the effect depends on witch element and what weapon she infuses one example would be fire into her bow would create an explosive arrow
Oxygen bomb she alters the carbon dioxide and oxygen ratio in the air to make the air highly flammable and create a small spark to set of an AOE exploration
Blizzard: she creates a hale storm that deals a small amount of damage to all nearby enemies and will slow them down and has a chance to freeze them
Tornado: she can create a tornado big or small the bigger it is the more mp it costs |
46,247 | 1,253 | 5 | 42 | 121 | Finally!
Aerin looked eagerly down at her VR equipment. Shadowfall had just come out, and she had been forced to spend the whole day working. With the record sales numbers being reported, it was amazing that she had even got her hands on a copy this late. She'd finally arrived at her house after what seemed like the longest drive of her life (though in reality she had been speeding the whole way.) VR games were more than a mere hobby to Aerin. These were her life. Her job, she knew, had really become just a way to fund this hobby. And as everyone knew, Shadowfall was supposed to be the best VR game developed yet!
Unable to wait a moment longer, she pulled the helmet down over her head. She practically screamed the startup command, adrenaline pumping through her veins as light spread across her vision. After a brief introduction, the game brought her to one of the largest character creation databases she'd ever seen. This was awesome! She paused for a moment, wondering what sort of character she should make. The last fantasy-type MMO she'd gotten into, she'd played a tall, fair-haired elf woman. She'd liked the character, but the incessant flirting from the males of the game had gotten kind of irritating. Didn't those idiots realize it was just an avatar? She could be a dude for all they knew!
That gave her an idea. Scrolling through the pre-set body types, she picked the most ridiculously buff male build she could find, then went into details and added further enhancements. She chuckled to herself. Nobody would flirt with this character! She named him after herself (finally, an advantage to having such a masculine name) and entered the game. | Username: Aerin
Age: 18
Gender: Female (Male Avatar)
Hair Color: Blonde (Avatar: Black)
Eye Color: Grey (Avatar: Green)
Skin Tone: White
Height: 5'6 (Avatar: 6'5)
Build: Slight (Avatar: Muscular)
Starting Appearence:
In-Game:
Class: Paladin
Primary Weapon: Broadsword
Skills:
Damage Reduction (lvl 1)
Healing (lvl 1)
Power Attack (lvl 1) |
46,248 | 1,253 | 6 | 1,926 | 37 | Akane
"Yeah...okay.....I know, I'm also excited...hmhm.....uhm....mine will be 'Akane'...okay...or something like that...and yours? - Okay....then I'll see you later! Bye!" She hung up the call and turned off her phone. Her flatmate came into the room asking:"Hey, can I have the rest of your food in the pan?"
"No, don't touch it, that's for later.", she answered.
The boy sighed disappointed and said:"Really? Come on, I'm hungry and you didn't wash off after cooking. How can I cook for myself when everything's dirty? And I don't want to clean up after you!" This was a good argument. But she didn't want to waste more time with cleaning when there was this brand new and super special VR game waiting for her. She also told her friends to be in game in the next few minutes. "Can't you just get yourself a pizza or something?"
"I could.....but...I could also eat the food in the pan right now and we could order some pizza later.", he said with a smile.
"You only want me to pay for your meal, stupid" And in this moment, both started to laugh. Both knew, that her mate was only to lazy for cooking or going to the next pizza parlor. "But you could clean the mess in the kitchen after eating...and I will pay for the pizza."
"Yeah...that sounds like a plan.", he responded.
"Okay, I'll be back at.....eleven, I guess. Five hours may be enough for the first time."
"That's crazy. Five hours. I would rather be at the bar with my friends. But have fun." After that, he went out of the room. She ignored the last comment and put the VR helmet on her head. 'He doesn't know what he's missing.', she thought and logged in.
The game was overwhelming . There was so much, she could choose to be or look like. It took her three hours to create an avatar comparing all the posibilities. But at the end, she decided to be a swordsman. The rest was really easy: a Rapier as first weapon, the skills she started with and off course her username: Akane. Entering the game was like giving up her old live and beeing born into a new world with a new identity. Akane knew already, that she wouldn't leave this game after five hours. This world was just too big to leave it after such a short time. She would spend the whole night exploring the game, eventhough she wouldn't meet her friends in the game because they were either too busy with creating a character or exploring the world on their own like Akane.
BlueJay
BlueJay entered the game and was amazed by the wide and beautiful view around her. The horizont wasn't real and this place wasn't either, but she already felt like she was outside on a wonderful place, breathing fresh air and feeling the warmth of the sun. While the game couldn't perform these realistic conditions, her imagination made up the rest for her to feel this way. She looked down at her costume and was excited. It wasn't the game itself that made her want to play, the challenges and obtainable skills, but the looks. She wanted to look like a magical girl and there she was, wearing this costume, and was more jubilant than ever. She turned herself to see how her skirt moves with the bells and bows, the frills and ornaments in silver and blue. Then she started running whithout any clue where to go now. She looked if there was any mission, she could already do or a point, where she would meet with someone, totally overlooking the message in the upper right corner of her sight.
BlueJay wanted to explore as much as she can in the few hours, before her brother would come back from work. This wasn't her VR helmet, she was wearing. It was her brothers, who worked so hard to collect the money for buying this system and the game. She didn't want to touch it, but she was just too curious as she looked into her brothers room. Everything was prepaired for him too enter the game right after he would be coming home. The helmet was plugged in, the game was installed, even his bed was made, so he would lie comfortable while gaming. This was an invitation! How could she not try it? Three hours where enough time to enter the game, explore it a bit and then leave it and prepaire everything as she has never been in her brothers room to play his new game.
Right now, there were still two hours left untill her brother would come back home. 'Enough time', she thought. | Username: Akane
Age: 19
Gender: female
Hair color: white
Eye color: Blue
Skin tone: Pale
Height: 5'7
Build: Average
Starter outfit:
in game
real life
Primary weapon: Rapier
Class: Swordsman
Skills:
Agility lv. 1
Diagonal slash lv. 1
High Jump lv. 1
Recovery lv. 1
Username: BlueJay
Age: 15
Gender: female
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Blue
Skin tone: medium white
Height: 5'5
Build: a bit chubby but still average
Starter outfit:
in game
real life
Primary Weapon: whip
Class: Healer
Skills:
Healing lv. 1
Climbing lv. 1
Spirituality (or a sixth sense) lv. 1 |
46,249 | 1,253 | 7 | 2,435 | 3,764 | Eli
Eli was sitting in class starring at the clock and tapping her pen on her desk she was could hardly wait to get home knowing her mother had bought her the new SAO game for her birthday as it got close to the end of her school day she began to count down in her head and just as the bell was about to ring she already had her bag in her hand and once she heard that bell she shot out of the room like an Olympic runnier dashing of the starting line she was out the door in no time it was only a sort walk to her that would normally take her about 6 or 7 minuets but today she made it home in 2 and a half as she ran though her door she was greeted by her mother
"dinner will be reedy in 40 minuets so make sure your down by then"
she then handed Eli her new game Eli ran into her room and hooked up her VR system she made a pic one of the default appearances and selected her class she then thought for a second about what to name her Character once she thought up a good name she started the game up
Elimentalist
Eli took a quick look around with a big grin on her face she read the message that came up from the GM and opened her starter kit she decided to take a look around to find the markets guild halls and other important places
Wade
Wade was at home with his home school teacher just finishing up the days lessons once he was done he packed up his stuff and headed up stairs he already had a copy of the game as he decided to go to the midnight launch so he would have it ready once he finished his lesions the next day once he got to his room he dropped his bag on the bed and booted up the game he decided to use his appearance to save time he then picked his class and skills and logged in he was already familiar with the city's layout from the beta so he headed right for the town center where he saw a number of players already gathered | Character Sheet:
Username: Prince Sekhemi
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Hair color: Bald
Eye color: Yellow
Skin tone: White
Height: 6 ft
Build: Muscled
Starting outfit: He uses his real life appearance.
Primary weapon: Golden Knuckles.
Character Type: Monk
Character Class: Warrior
Personality: Sekhemi cannot feel pain or emotions, thanks to this, he is considered to be very selfish, and very mean. He doesn't care about life at all, he doesn't find any worth in it. He cares for nothing, so much so, he doesn't even care about himself. He has suffered many battles thanks to this, taking a very high risk and going up on the front. He does what he wants, not what others want him to do. If somebody tells him to do something, he will just refuse to do it, and will probably do the opposite, though, reverse psychology doesn't work on him either. He is very stubborn, once he decides on something, there is a little chance of him changing his mind.
Skills: The Burning Fist: Sekhemi is able to punch so fast and so powerfully, that h is able to set his fists on fire which will do minor fire damage to enemies.
Punch and Kick: Being well trained, Sekhemi is able to perform various kicks and punches to make a deadly combo.
Pressure Jab: Sekhemi can Jab and close the Pressure points of his enemy, damaging them and making it harder for them to fight.
Martial Arts: Sekhemi knows various martial arts which make him damage. Each one focusing on hand to hand but has some experience with using feet.
Other: Just because he can't feel pain, doesn't mean he can't be beaten. It's actually a disadvantage. He won't know when his body is at it's limit. |
46,250 | 1,253 | 8 | 1,823 | 1,169 | Gambino was in the market inspecting all the items that were for sale, this world was working almost like the real world it felt so realistic, he observed some weapons picking up a long sword. "Wow feels heavy" Lance swung the sword almost taking another customer head off. "Hey watch where you swinging that thing!"the guy shouted. He put the sword down and and continued walking. Gambino could hardly wait for his adventure to begin. As he was in mid walk he saw some dark monsters coming from alleys on the streets. "That doesn't look like a monster that would be in the first town" he then heard cries and yelling from the npcs, the situation wasn't looking good.
Gambino got the emergency mail talking about the game bugging as well as talking about the high lvl monsters. "Oh crap" he said as the monster leaped from the alley way towards him. Gambino dove to the floor dodging the monster, it turned around let out a terrifying screech , he quickly got up and started running shortly making a right turn. He saw other players fighting or getting chased by monsters as well, but there resistance proved futile. Gambino saw a small girl who had fallen and was being cornered by a monster. "Back off!" He said ramming it into the wall buying her time, the girl knew exactly what he was doing and didn't hesitate immediately getting up and reaching the safety of the town square. A bit of lances health went down, he got up after making that reckless move and made a break for town square where he was told to retreat and group up at. He had finally reached town square feeling a bit exhausted, he put his hands on his knees gathering himself. | Character Sheet:
Username: Annie
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Blue
Skin tone: White
Height: 5 ft
Build: Average
Primary weapon: Dolls
Skills: String You Along: Annie uses her puppet magic to attach strings to enemies and make them her own puppets for a short time however the stronger the enemy the less successful this will be.
Giant: She makes her puppet a giant which decreases speed but increases strength.
Stitch: She stitches up her puppets cuts and wounds making them last longer. |
46,251 | 1,253 | 9 | 2,435 | 3,764 | Sekhemi
Sekhemi saw the emergency mail and then cracked his neck. He then cracked his knuckles and began to look around. He didn't bother to go to the meeting, he instead went to the nearest monster. He ran and activated his Skill, The Burning Fist, he ran at a Level 6 Enemy and jumped in the air screaming, he came down with a massive punch, hitting the shadow monster hard. Then he began to punch so fast his fists caught on fire. This was his deadly flaming fist combo. He attacked the monster repeatedly, hitting it in several different spots before spinning around and kicking it in the skull. The skull shattered and the monster died. Easy, this needed to be harder. Sekhemi ran to the next monster and went to attack a level 10. As he did however the monster sunk into the ground and came up behind him then immediately after attacked his back. Sekhemi's health immediately went to half. He gritted his teeth and went to attack again when the monster activated a skill 'Call to the Wild' which called all near by monsters. This attracted 4 level 20s and 1 level 50. Sekhemi slowly stepped back and then immediately began to run.
"Ok, I may be the best and strongest player in the game, but I can't handle this yet! SHIT SHIT SHIT! FUCK YOU ALL!"
He ran quickly to the town center and stood by somebody as the monsters continued to come.
The Magician
The Magician headed straight to the town center as soon as he got the mail. Once there he looked to Gambino and Sekhemi. It seemed there were already some people here. He nodded to them and looked back to the incoming monsters when suddenly he saw the huge aggro that Sekhemi had pulled in. He stared, unsure what to do now.
"Who the hell aggro'd all these monsters?"
He fire a fire blast at one of the monsters but did barely anything to it. They were pretty screwed right now. He decided that it was time to log out, he opened up his command prompt and went to click log out however, there was no log out button.
"Errr. Guys, please tell me I'm seeing things and there is a log out button, because I am getting very scared right now."
He continued to look but still nothing. He closed it and then opened it again but still nothing. Oh, shit, what were they going to do now?
Shela
Shela had not long got into the game. She decided to make a magical girl, because it would be fun although she was scared that she was going to be alone and do really badly. However, just as she got her starter items, she got the emergency mail. She used her skill, Teleport: to get the quickly, when she did she wished she hadn't as she saw the incoming danger immediately. Her body began to shake with worry.
"We're going to die.......we're going to die!"
She began to cry loudly and accidentally activated her skill Random Spell: Which made a frying pan fall out of the sky and hit a monster over the head this happened to be the level 50. It did no damage, but stunned it for a few seconds.
Deadshot and Zero
Suddenly a bullet hole shot right through the level 50's head and immediately after a man came down and cut in half, he then activated his skill Hurricane: which made him spin around and kill the level 25s immediately. After they were all dead another man dropped down. Their names were Deadshot and Zero. Deadshot smiled to the three and spoke up quickly.
"Hey, we're the Gms here. Don't worry your safe now. If you haven't noticed already, it's impossible to log out. So, for now we'll accompany you."
With that the three got an invite to a party with Zero already in it. Zero walked up and then began to speak next.
"We apologise for the inconvenience. We're trying to sort this as fast as possible. For now, let's take out these monsters while waiting for everyone to group up."
Monsters of all kind of levels began to swarm the town center. The two prepared themselves, sworn to protect the noobies. As they prepared themselves, the three got a invite to a 'Guild' called 'The Noobist' The leader being Deadshot and co Leader Zero. | Character Sheet:
Username: Prince Sekhemi
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Hair color: Bald
Eye color: Yellow
Skin tone: White
Height: 6 ft
Build: Muscled
Starting outfit: He uses his real life appearance.
Primary weapon: Golden Knuckles.
Character Type: Monk
Character Class: Warrior
Personality: Sekhemi cannot feel pain or emotions, thanks to this, he is considered to be very selfish, and very mean. He doesn't care about life at all, he doesn't find any worth in it. He cares for nothing, so much so, he doesn't even care about himself. He has suffered many battles thanks to this, taking a very high risk and going up on the front. He does what he wants, not what others want him to do. If somebody tells him to do something, he will just refuse to do it, and will probably do the opposite, though, reverse psychology doesn't work on him either. He is very stubborn, once he decides on something, there is a little chance of him changing his mind.
Skills: The Burning Fist: Sekhemi is able to punch so fast and so powerfully, that h is able to set his fists on fire which will do minor fire damage to enemies.
Punch and Kick: Being well trained, Sekhemi is able to perform various kicks and punches to make a deadly combo.
Pressure Jab: Sekhemi can Jab and close the Pressure points of his enemy, damaging them and making it harder for them to fight.
Martial Arts: Sekhemi knows various martial arts which make him damage. Each one focusing on hand to hand but has some experience with using feet.
Other: Just because he can't feel pain, doesn't mean he can't be beaten. It's actually a disadvantage. He won't know when his body is at it's limit. |
46,252 | 1,253 | 10 | 2,803 | 1,032 | Annie
Annie walking around the town when she got the mail. She stared at it for a moment before slowly turning around to see a swarm of monsters.
"You're kidding me right?"
She sighed before running to the town centre where she saw the two Gms. She stood behind them so she could go in her command prompt and log out but that was not going to happen as there was no option to log out.
Oh crap, there's no log out button! Why is this game so messed up? Ah forget it. Let's just fight, after all if we die we just tesla an."
She then threw her teddy bear towards the enemies and activated her skill Grow which made it become bigger and stronger. She smiled, getting ready for a tough challenge that would ultimately be fun, or so she thought.
Princess
Princess saw the mail and shook her head softly. Of course, it was too good to be true. She looked around noticing there weren't many enemies about. She had time to quickly log out so this could be sorted. She went in her command screen and scrolled through the options. She stared at her screen for a few minutes confused seeing no option to log out. She assumed it was just a case of her missing the option and so slowly scrolled back up and to the side to view all the options but no, it wasn't there. Suddenly her health went down, she closed her command screen quickly and turned to see a Lv 35 monster. Immediately she took off like a bullet towards the meet up place. Once there she saw the Gms, good because she had a few questions. She stood beside them and spoke up.
"Ok, how the hell did you mess up in the log out process? How are we going to get out of this damn game? We can't stay in here forever!"
She summoned her Dragon quickly then looked about at the different players. There were a few interesting ones, she had to admit. One of them stuck out like a sore thumb. An Egyptian type person which was rather cool actually. She kind of wished she spent more time on her character.
Shining Armor
Shining Armor read the new mail and his eyes widened quickly, they were barely a minute in the game and already there was a glitch? That worried him, it made him worry what other major glitches there were. He decided not to stick around to find out and went straight to the others. Once there he got in the direct middle so everyone could protect him. He would stay until he was the last one remaining.
"Do not fear! Your knight in shining armor is here"
He giggled a little at his own joke and immediately casted cure on Sekhemi, bringing him back to full health again. | Name: Alex Mills
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Hair: Short brown hair
Eye color: Brown
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5,8ft
Build: somewhat chubby
Personality: Alex is a cheerful person, who likes to make those around him laugh and has a positive mentality. He is a big videogames fan and only recently got into MMOs, but immediately fell in love with the idea behind SAO. Sure of himself and ambitious once he sets his goals, he can be somewhat naive and a bit self-absorbed at times. This personality also translates to his avatar for the most part. In battle, he prefers to take things seriously and likes to study his opponents before engaging them in a surprise attack. Alex is also a good liar, and uses that skill in his ninja persona as well.
Username: Rubyqueen, refers to herself as Ruby in-game
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Hair: Black long hair, tied into ponytail
Eye color: Light Blue
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5,6ft
Build: Slim and athletic
Starting outfit:
Class: Ninja
Primary weapon: Two Kunais and throwing stars
Combat Style: Ruby prefers to be subtle and uses the element of surprise to engage her enemies. Quick on her feet, she is more likely to dodge and dance around her opponent, instead of blocking or parrying, waiting for an opening to take advantage of any weaknesses. Nimble but fragile, she uses any trick at her disposal to come out on top.
Skills:
- Smoke Bomb (Lv1): Ruby throws a small pouch that explodes into a wall of smoke. Great to disorient enemies or for quick escapes.
- Poison Coating (Lv1): Her Kunais are covered in poison, dealing small damage over time when injuring an opponent
- Shadow Step (Lv1): Ruby vanishes into darkness for a brief moment, rolling to either side of a target for a quick flank |
46,253 | 1,253 | 11 | 612 | 2,191 | Row'tu's awe was short lived, as pretty soon, monsters had beset the town. Quickly reading through the message given by the GMs, Row'tu begins to back up and head for town square. If there was a break in the game, it was probably best to avoid it so she wouldn't be effected, should there be side-effects to the bug. One would've thought that stopping monsters from entering safe zones would be the first thing on the developers minds... Row'tu couldn't help but sigh at the incompetence.
However, the monsters were catching up quite quickly, and Row'tu being a mage meant she didn't have the same mobility as other classes. Hell, even some of the Paladins were faster than her! Running into an alley to get away, Row'tu follows her minimap... But, at the end of the alley, one of the creatures spots her! A level 17, from the looks of it, and he did not seem happy to see her.
Row'tu practically froze as the beast came charging towards her... | The fact of the matter is, I can do a lot more to make you a better person as your enemy than as your friend.
Starting Outfit/Primary Weapon/Hair color/Eye color/Skin tone/Gender/Build
Row'tu (Pron: Row-two)
Age: 19
Height: 5'7
Personality: Quirky, albeit a bit naive and lacking much common sense, Row'tu is... not one you'd pitch as a to-be mastermind strategist, at least upon first glance. Her voice is quiet and lacks conviction, and she's hard-pressed to speak up. However, this personality is known to switch to a cold and calculating evil supergenius when presented with just about any kind of problem or situation which may require more than one approach. A switch flips, signalling her quick turnabout in personality, allowing her the ability to issue orders and speak up if necessary. People say she torments herself with puzzles and strategy, and Row'tu works herself to exhaustion in order to come up with a cunning plan or idea if the situation presents itself.
Outside of battle, or anything else she could pin down to tactics and strategy, Row'tu is best described as awkward and clueless, yet oddly a bit of a critic. She is curious about many things, almost like a child, yet when it comes to anything which involves structure she can be a pain in the ass. She's not too well-versed when it comes to speaking in general, and has had many mishaps over the course of her nineteen years in regards to her lack of social intellect. She finds personal issues difficult to deal with and conversations usually end up silenced by her not knowing what to say. She intentionally tries to give herself a bad reputation in order to make those around her seem like better people; she tends to be asocial as a result.
Skills and Abilities:
Professional Mage: Row'tu has practiced the art of magic ever since she was young. However, she's much more of a support mage than a combat mage. Her skills generally involve restricting an enemy's senses/movement or confusion, creating traps, or making it easier for allies in general to take on foes by amplifying their abilities. This allows her to stand back and get a greater view for the field of battle when in an engagement in a group, amplifying her strategic ability. However, if alone... Row'tu won't have much in the way of a defence or offence in which she could use to defeat even an individual opponent.
Thorn Bind Hostage - A spell which causes five magical roots to erupt from the ground and constrict a target. This variation of Immobile Root consumes much more of a person's stamina, however is incredibly powerful, as the thorns not only immobalise a target, but will burst with intense, explosive magic energy when struck. The strength of these roots is determined by the level of concentration put into the spell and the skill of it's caster. Row'tu's casts can range from a minimum of a couple seconds up to several minutes, and can range in effectiveness from light cuts to at worst to deadly explosions at best. This is Row'tu's primary spell and, as a result, Row'tu is quite skilled in it's use when fighting a strategic battle. The thorns have a much longer duration than the roots of Immobile Root, no matter the cast time.
Immobile Root - A simple spell which restricts almost all movement upon a single foe, however can be cast on multiple foes to hold them all down. They're considerably easier to cast and are much less taxing on the caster than Thorn Bind Hostage, however have limited use. Immobile Root has different level of effectiveness depending on the caster and the cast time associated with it. Some mages have been said to hold down entire squads of enemies using this single spell! However, Row'tu is only at the level where she can hold down two people effectively at once using the spell. Her charge rates range from five seconds to a full minute, with effectiveness ranging from a slight impairment in mobility to being completely immobile.
Lullaby - Unfortunately, Row'tu's skill with lullaby is much to be desired, however it is still a useful spell. This simple spell puts a target to sleep for ten seconds, however can be re-cast again and again to keep a target incapacitated for an extended period of time. Simple and without variation, this spell casts in three seconds and recovers in eight, giving the target a single second to avoid being put to sleep again. Row'tu can keep a single opponent fully incapacitated, provided they don't evade within the one second they wake. Naturally, if the target is hurt whilst they're asleep, they wake up completely, nullifying the spell until it can be re-cast.
Gravity Cube - Another simple spell which slows down the enemy's movement. When this ethereal cube is cast and flown overhead, it slows down enemy movement speed (in general) with a radius of up to 3 meters. Despite it's limited range, Row'tu has maximized it's efficiency by amplifying the effects of the cube so it slows enemy movement up to 40%. Row'tu has yet to fully master this spell, and has only recently begun to get a grasp on how to nullify it's effects for allies of hers; it will take some time to perfect.
Illusions - Creating illusions, nice and simple. Row'tu isn't too good at maintaining her illusions, and can only make copies of those around her effectively. However, say she were surrounded by heavily armoured soldiers, she can make a group look bigger than it really is. She struggles to hold out when using these for long, and so practices by creating illusions of animals every so-often. Due to the spell being incredibly taxing, it's safe to assume this spell will only be used once per battle without help.
Karma's Virtue - Row'tu's newest addition to her spells, which means she isn't very experienced in it's use. When cast on an ally, Karma's Virtue will take a percentage of force dealt by an opponent on that person and add it to their own strength, returning it for a single attack. Experienced users of Karma's Virtue can have the spell absorb the hit and utilize it's strength up to 100%, on top of the ally's next attack, creating a truly devastating blow. Row'tu's version of the spell can only take up to a maximum of 5% of the opponents attack force and give it to her ally, with no defensive ability being granted to her ally. It's one of her least taxing and fastest casting spells.
Orb of Light - A simple orb of light. Simple and easy to cast, Orbs of Light are about as basic as you can get. Due to the simplicity and low cost, it's possible to create so many orbs it's blinding not just to one foe, but to many. Row'tu can summon a single orb for hours without need for break, so long as no additional spells are used.
Professional Strategy/Tactics Knowledge: Row'tu knows quite a bit about the world of strategy and tactics. Her level of understanding the world around her and seeing the bigger picture is rather impressive, and she is cunning when it comes to deceiving or ambushing opponents. Even if it's something as simple as plotting a route for a trading caravan, Row'tu will look at all possibilities and determine their likelihood like a human calculator. She finds it difficult to beat herself when playing board games alone.
Novice Leadership: Despite her ability to create strategies and tactics, applying them herself to a group is... difficult. She'd rather explain to someone else what she's come up with and let them issue the orders than do it herself. However, if the situation truly calls for it, Row'tu can call forth her strategic persona to explain the ideas on her mind. However, usually by this point, things are truly dire and the order to retreat has been called.
Novice Cooking: Seemingly enthralled with food, Row'tu really wants to learn how to cook. However, she kind of... well, she sucks. However, she's willing to learn, taking the whole cooking thing just as seriously as she does her magic. All she needs is a suitable tutor... and maybe some luck.
Equipment:
Spellbinder's Staff: The one and only staff in Row'tu's possession, the Spellbinder's Staff is a decently good staff which lessens the draining effect of her spells (they require less energy to create/maintain). Being a relatively simple staff, the effects aren't great, however it's definitely noticeable in battle when using it. (Appearance in the image)
The Woodsman's Talisman: A golden wood amulet which Row'tu always keeps on her person. Row'tu wishes to get the amulet enchanted sometime with a good enchantment to help with her magic. |
46,254 | 1,253 | 12 | 653 | 1,095 | Pumped and excited for her upcoming adventure Black_Rabbit already wanted to move ahead when something unexpected happened. She heard screams in the distance and only few moments some creatures began to storm the safe zone. They attacked mostly NPCs but once they spotted players they switched their focus on them. Almost simultaneously Black_Rabbit received an emergency mail.
This is NOT a planned event! The game has messed up, please make your way to the town center immediately. There the Gms will protect the players while you log out. There are powerful monsters within the entire safe zone, proceed with extreme caution.
Black_Rabbits face frowned a bit as she read the message "Well that didn't take long. I didn't know that Ubisoft helped out on the AI-script..." she sighed. Meanwhile some creatures were already charging at Black_Rabbit and there were some really high leveled ones amongst them as well. Figuring that a retreat to the town center would be the best option she jumped away in the last second, "Allez-hopp!", up to the roof of the building behind her.
Jumping from roof to roof she proceeded towards the town center. She kept an eye on what was happening below her, when she noticed a cornered mage. The creature charged towards the mage who seemed to be practically frozen. Before the creature could get its hands on her Black_Rabbit landed besides the girl. She scooped the mage up in her arms and jumped up onto the next roof where she put her back on her feet. "Sorry to bust in like this but it seemed like you were in trouble, are you alright?" | Name: Eli
Username: Elimentalist
Age: 13
Gender: Female
in real life Appearance:
in game Appearance:
Height: 5 foot 4
Build: Average
Primary weapon: Bow
Secondary weapon: daggers
Class: Geomancer
Skills:
healing waters: purifies some water uses it to heal herself or others
killer thorns: summons thorny vines out of the ground that can ever bind a target of whip them binding them deals damage over time
Create Golem: As the name sergeants she creates a Golem out of one of the elements
Elemental Infusion: Infuses an element into one of her weapons the effect depends on witch element and what weapon she infuses one example would be fire into her bow would create an explosive arrow
Oxygen bomb she alters the carbon dioxide and oxygen ratio in the air to make the air highly flammable and create a small spark to set of an AOE exploration
Blizzard: she creates a hale storm that deals a small amount of damage to all nearby enemies and will slow them down and has a chance to freeze them
Tornado: she can create a tornado big or small the bigger it is the more mp it costs |
46,255 | 1,253 | 13 | 2,444 | 3,066 | Insane Black Star looked around the world and then checked his General stats, at the minimum level and then heard the GM email delivering the equipment and he put them all in his inventory. He performed a few swings with his sword slashing horizontally and vertically and then put his sword back in his sheath and suddenly heard monsters killing NPC's and a single monster sneaking up on a unknown player and IBS quickly pulled out his sword and then ran to the monster alternating between slashing and evading it until it was defeated. He then ran to look for more players in danger until he came to a alleyway. | Real Name: Kai
Username: Insane Black Star
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Green
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5'8
Build: Average-Slim
Primary weapon: Longsword
Skills:
Vertical Slash (Level 1)
Horizontal Slash (Level 1)
Evade (Level 1) |
46,256 | 1,253 | 14 | 612 | 2,191 | Row'tu blinks in quick succession as, all of a sudden, she found herself being carried along the rooftops. The sudden shift in scene would have startled her any other time, but considering she was no longer facing a high-levelled monster, she was not. Relief overtook her and the Mage took a deep breath which had been unconsciously withheld. "Y-yes, I'm... I'm unharmed, I think." | The fact of the matter is, I can do a lot more to make you a better person as your enemy than as your friend.
Starting Outfit/Primary Weapon/Hair color/Eye color/Skin tone/Gender/Build
Row'tu (Pron: Row-two)
Age: 19
Height: 5'7
Personality: Quirky, albeit a bit naive and lacking much common sense, Row'tu is... not one you'd pitch as a to-be mastermind strategist, at least upon first glance. Her voice is quiet and lacks conviction, and she's hard-pressed to speak up. However, this personality is known to switch to a cold and calculating evil supergenius when presented with just about any kind of problem or situation which may require more than one approach. A switch flips, signalling her quick turnabout in personality, allowing her the ability to issue orders and speak up if necessary. People say she torments herself with puzzles and strategy, and Row'tu works herself to exhaustion in order to come up with a cunning plan or idea if the situation presents itself.
Outside of battle, or anything else she could pin down to tactics and strategy, Row'tu is best described as awkward and clueless, yet oddly a bit of a critic. She is curious about many things, almost like a child, yet when it comes to anything which involves structure she can be a pain in the ass. She's not too well-versed when it comes to speaking in general, and has had many mishaps over the course of her nineteen years in regards to her lack of social intellect. She finds personal issues difficult to deal with and conversations usually end up silenced by her not knowing what to say. She intentionally tries to give herself a bad reputation in order to make those around her seem like better people; she tends to be asocial as a result.
Skills and Abilities:
Professional Mage: Row'tu has practiced the art of magic ever since she was young. However, she's much more of a support mage than a combat mage. Her skills generally involve restricting an enemy's senses/movement or confusion, creating traps, or making it easier for allies in general to take on foes by amplifying their abilities. This allows her to stand back and get a greater view for the field of battle when in an engagement in a group, amplifying her strategic ability. However, if alone... Row'tu won't have much in the way of a defence or offence in which she could use to defeat even an individual opponent.
Thorn Bind Hostage - A spell which causes five magical roots to erupt from the ground and constrict a target. This variation of Immobile Root consumes much more of a person's stamina, however is incredibly powerful, as the thorns not only immobalise a target, but will burst with intense, explosive magic energy when struck. The strength of these roots is determined by the level of concentration put into the spell and the skill of it's caster. Row'tu's casts can range from a minimum of a couple seconds up to several minutes, and can range in effectiveness from light cuts to at worst to deadly explosions at best. This is Row'tu's primary spell and, as a result, Row'tu is quite skilled in it's use when fighting a strategic battle. The thorns have a much longer duration than the roots of Immobile Root, no matter the cast time.
Immobile Root - A simple spell which restricts almost all movement upon a single foe, however can be cast on multiple foes to hold them all down. They're considerably easier to cast and are much less taxing on the caster than Thorn Bind Hostage, however have limited use. Immobile Root has different level of effectiveness depending on the caster and the cast time associated with it. Some mages have been said to hold down entire squads of enemies using this single spell! However, Row'tu is only at the level where she can hold down two people effectively at once using the spell. Her charge rates range from five seconds to a full minute, with effectiveness ranging from a slight impairment in mobility to being completely immobile.
Lullaby - Unfortunately, Row'tu's skill with lullaby is much to be desired, however it is still a useful spell. This simple spell puts a target to sleep for ten seconds, however can be re-cast again and again to keep a target incapacitated for an extended period of time. Simple and without variation, this spell casts in three seconds and recovers in eight, giving the target a single second to avoid being put to sleep again. Row'tu can keep a single opponent fully incapacitated, provided they don't evade within the one second they wake. Naturally, if the target is hurt whilst they're asleep, they wake up completely, nullifying the spell until it can be re-cast.
Gravity Cube - Another simple spell which slows down the enemy's movement. When this ethereal cube is cast and flown overhead, it slows down enemy movement speed (in general) with a radius of up to 3 meters. Despite it's limited range, Row'tu has maximized it's efficiency by amplifying the effects of the cube so it slows enemy movement up to 40%. Row'tu has yet to fully master this spell, and has only recently begun to get a grasp on how to nullify it's effects for allies of hers; it will take some time to perfect.
Illusions - Creating illusions, nice and simple. Row'tu isn't too good at maintaining her illusions, and can only make copies of those around her effectively. However, say she were surrounded by heavily armoured soldiers, she can make a group look bigger than it really is. She struggles to hold out when using these for long, and so practices by creating illusions of animals every so-often. Due to the spell being incredibly taxing, it's safe to assume this spell will only be used once per battle without help.
Karma's Virtue - Row'tu's newest addition to her spells, which means she isn't very experienced in it's use. When cast on an ally, Karma's Virtue will take a percentage of force dealt by an opponent on that person and add it to their own strength, returning it for a single attack. Experienced users of Karma's Virtue can have the spell absorb the hit and utilize it's strength up to 100%, on top of the ally's next attack, creating a truly devastating blow. Row'tu's version of the spell can only take up to a maximum of 5% of the opponents attack force and give it to her ally, with no defensive ability being granted to her ally. It's one of her least taxing and fastest casting spells.
Orb of Light - A simple orb of light. Simple and easy to cast, Orbs of Light are about as basic as you can get. Due to the simplicity and low cost, it's possible to create so many orbs it's blinding not just to one foe, but to many. Row'tu can summon a single orb for hours without need for break, so long as no additional spells are used.
Professional Strategy/Tactics Knowledge: Row'tu knows quite a bit about the world of strategy and tactics. Her level of understanding the world around her and seeing the bigger picture is rather impressive, and she is cunning when it comes to deceiving or ambushing opponents. Even if it's something as simple as plotting a route for a trading caravan, Row'tu will look at all possibilities and determine their likelihood like a human calculator. She finds it difficult to beat herself when playing board games alone.
Novice Leadership: Despite her ability to create strategies and tactics, applying them herself to a group is... difficult. She'd rather explain to someone else what she's come up with and let them issue the orders than do it herself. However, if the situation truly calls for it, Row'tu can call forth her strategic persona to explain the ideas on her mind. However, usually by this point, things are truly dire and the order to retreat has been called.
Novice Cooking: Seemingly enthralled with food, Row'tu really wants to learn how to cook. However, she kind of... well, she sucks. However, she's willing to learn, taking the whole cooking thing just as seriously as she does her magic. All she needs is a suitable tutor... and maybe some luck.
Equipment:
Spellbinder's Staff: The one and only staff in Row'tu's possession, the Spellbinder's Staff is a decently good staff which lessens the draining effect of her spells (they require less energy to create/maintain). Being a relatively simple staff, the effects aren't great, however it's definitely noticeable in battle when using it. (Appearance in the image)
The Woodsman's Talisman: A golden wood amulet which Row'tu always keeps on her person. Row'tu wishes to get the amulet enchanted sometime with a good enchantment to help with her magic. |
46,257 | 1,253 | 15 | 2,435 | 3,764 | For the moment, it seemed the two were safe however, the buildings soon began to be covered in black shadows completely, top to bottom. Then soon after a level 25 came out of one of the shadows right in front of the two. It screamed loudly as it did black tentacles came out from the building and attempted to grab the two players. If this worked the two would be held still for some time. Then immediately after the skill 'Hell Fire' popped above it's head, the next thing they knew the monster was shooting out thick black fire towards them at the same time it's tail sunk into the shadows and came up behind them to hopefully slash and cut them.
As Ruby was running away a level 17 ran quickly towards Ruby from another building and stopped right in front of her. It then roared in her face and activated the skill 'Call to the Wild' which summoned three level 14's. All four surround her completely, they summoned 30 tentacles each, coming up to 120 tentacles trying to grab and hold her still while their tails went to slash and cut her.
IBS, or Insane Black Star didn't quite make it in time. Row'tu and Black_Rabbit had already left for the buildings which meant he was in the alleyway on his own, and that was one of the most dangerous and darkest places. A level 50 popped out of the ground from one end and then a level 45 came from the other. They both roared and used their skill 'Call to the Wild' which summoned three level 50's and 2 level 45's. All the monsters began running at Black Star, blocking both exits completely. (If you can't figure a way out, somebody will come for you.) | Character Sheet:
Username: Prince Sekhemi
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Hair color: Bald
Eye color: Yellow
Skin tone: White
Height: 6 ft
Build: Muscled
Starting outfit: He uses his real life appearance.
Primary weapon: Golden Knuckles.
Character Type: Monk
Character Class: Warrior
Personality: Sekhemi cannot feel pain or emotions, thanks to this, he is considered to be very selfish, and very mean. He doesn't care about life at all, he doesn't find any worth in it. He cares for nothing, so much so, he doesn't even care about himself. He has suffered many battles thanks to this, taking a very high risk and going up on the front. He does what he wants, not what others want him to do. If somebody tells him to do something, he will just refuse to do it, and will probably do the opposite, though, reverse psychology doesn't work on him either. He is very stubborn, once he decides on something, there is a little chance of him changing his mind.
Skills: The Burning Fist: Sekhemi is able to punch so fast and so powerfully, that h is able to set his fists on fire which will do minor fire damage to enemies.
Punch and Kick: Being well trained, Sekhemi is able to perform various kicks and punches to make a deadly combo.
Pressure Jab: Sekhemi can Jab and close the Pressure points of his enemy, damaging them and making it harder for them to fight.
Martial Arts: Sekhemi knows various martial arts which make him damage. Each one focusing on hand to hand but has some experience with using feet.
Other: Just because he can't feel pain, doesn't mean he can't be beaten. It's actually a disadvantage. He won't know when his body is at it's limit. |
46,258 | 1,253 | 16 | 2,444 | 3,066 | IBS looked at the level 50 monsters and then smirked as he seen a box against a building and ran and jumped on to it and outstretched his hands for the ledge hoping he'd catch it. He felt in his gut that this wasn't a game system mechanic and and then he outstretched his fingers hoping for some miracle | Real Name: Kai
Username: Insane Black Star
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Green
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5'8
Build: Average-Slim
Primary weapon: Longsword
Skills:
Vertical Slash (Level 1)
Horizontal Slash (Level 1)
Evade (Level 1) |
46,259 | 1,253 | 17 | 612 | 2,191 | As soon as Row'tu caught a glimpse of the monster's level, a lone thought shot through her mind: 'You do not want to be hit by that thing.' Choosing to listen to her conscience and act upon it, Row'tu pushes hard on her carrier's chest to release her from said person's grip quickly, hopefully using enough force to get the message across that she was trying to get out of the Black_Rabbit's hands quickly on purpose. Of course, with the speed they were running, Row'tu tumbled on the ground a bit, however immediately made sure to state she was OK so her courier wouldn't need to distract precious time on her.
"I'm OK!" Row'tu says, gradually getting to her feet as the beast roared. "We need to avoid getting hit by this guy; he's level 25, so-"
Row'tu was cut off as shadowy tentacles bound her feet, keeping her stuck. "U-uwah!" The girl with glasses fell back from having her mobility suddenly constricted, managing to keep at least one arm free from the tentacles should they proceed to coil her upper body limbs also simply by holding onto her staff. Things weren't looking too good for her, that was for sure. However, two could play the bind game...
"Immobal Root!" Row'tu announced as she cast a spell. Just like how the monster had bound her with a spell, she thought of doing the same. However her spell was significantly weaker than the monster's due to the massive gap in level. Even so, she had enough support spells to hold out for a little while if Black_Rabbit had been caught as well... | The fact of the matter is, I can do a lot more to make you a better person as your enemy than as your friend.
Starting Outfit/Primary Weapon/Hair color/Eye color/Skin tone/Gender/Build
Row'tu (Pron: Row-two)
Age: 19
Height: 5'7
Personality: Quirky, albeit a bit naive and lacking much common sense, Row'tu is... not one you'd pitch as a to-be mastermind strategist, at least upon first glance. Her voice is quiet and lacks conviction, and she's hard-pressed to speak up. However, this personality is known to switch to a cold and calculating evil supergenius when presented with just about any kind of problem or situation which may require more than one approach. A switch flips, signalling her quick turnabout in personality, allowing her the ability to issue orders and speak up if necessary. People say she torments herself with puzzles and strategy, and Row'tu works herself to exhaustion in order to come up with a cunning plan or idea if the situation presents itself.
Outside of battle, or anything else she could pin down to tactics and strategy, Row'tu is best described as awkward and clueless, yet oddly a bit of a critic. She is curious about many things, almost like a child, yet when it comes to anything which involves structure she can be a pain in the ass. She's not too well-versed when it comes to speaking in general, and has had many mishaps over the course of her nineteen years in regards to her lack of social intellect. She finds personal issues difficult to deal with and conversations usually end up silenced by her not knowing what to say. She intentionally tries to give herself a bad reputation in order to make those around her seem like better people; she tends to be asocial as a result.
Skills and Abilities:
Professional Mage: Row'tu has practiced the art of magic ever since she was young. However, she's much more of a support mage than a combat mage. Her skills generally involve restricting an enemy's senses/movement or confusion, creating traps, or making it easier for allies in general to take on foes by amplifying their abilities. This allows her to stand back and get a greater view for the field of battle when in an engagement in a group, amplifying her strategic ability. However, if alone... Row'tu won't have much in the way of a defence or offence in which she could use to defeat even an individual opponent.
Thorn Bind Hostage - A spell which causes five magical roots to erupt from the ground and constrict a target. This variation of Immobile Root consumes much more of a person's stamina, however is incredibly powerful, as the thorns not only immobalise a target, but will burst with intense, explosive magic energy when struck. The strength of these roots is determined by the level of concentration put into the spell and the skill of it's caster. Row'tu's casts can range from a minimum of a couple seconds up to several minutes, and can range in effectiveness from light cuts to at worst to deadly explosions at best. This is Row'tu's primary spell and, as a result, Row'tu is quite skilled in it's use when fighting a strategic battle. The thorns have a much longer duration than the roots of Immobile Root, no matter the cast time.
Immobile Root - A simple spell which restricts almost all movement upon a single foe, however can be cast on multiple foes to hold them all down. They're considerably easier to cast and are much less taxing on the caster than Thorn Bind Hostage, however have limited use. Immobile Root has different level of effectiveness depending on the caster and the cast time associated with it. Some mages have been said to hold down entire squads of enemies using this single spell! However, Row'tu is only at the level where she can hold down two people effectively at once using the spell. Her charge rates range from five seconds to a full minute, with effectiveness ranging from a slight impairment in mobility to being completely immobile.
Lullaby - Unfortunately, Row'tu's skill with lullaby is much to be desired, however it is still a useful spell. This simple spell puts a target to sleep for ten seconds, however can be re-cast again and again to keep a target incapacitated for an extended period of time. Simple and without variation, this spell casts in three seconds and recovers in eight, giving the target a single second to avoid being put to sleep again. Row'tu can keep a single opponent fully incapacitated, provided they don't evade within the one second they wake. Naturally, if the target is hurt whilst they're asleep, they wake up completely, nullifying the spell until it can be re-cast.
Gravity Cube - Another simple spell which slows down the enemy's movement. When this ethereal cube is cast and flown overhead, it slows down enemy movement speed (in general) with a radius of up to 3 meters. Despite it's limited range, Row'tu has maximized it's efficiency by amplifying the effects of the cube so it slows enemy movement up to 40%. Row'tu has yet to fully master this spell, and has only recently begun to get a grasp on how to nullify it's effects for allies of hers; it will take some time to perfect.
Illusions - Creating illusions, nice and simple. Row'tu isn't too good at maintaining her illusions, and can only make copies of those around her effectively. However, say she were surrounded by heavily armoured soldiers, she can make a group look bigger than it really is. She struggles to hold out when using these for long, and so practices by creating illusions of animals every so-often. Due to the spell being incredibly taxing, it's safe to assume this spell will only be used once per battle without help.
Karma's Virtue - Row'tu's newest addition to her spells, which means she isn't very experienced in it's use. When cast on an ally, Karma's Virtue will take a percentage of force dealt by an opponent on that person and add it to their own strength, returning it for a single attack. Experienced users of Karma's Virtue can have the spell absorb the hit and utilize it's strength up to 100%, on top of the ally's next attack, creating a truly devastating blow. Row'tu's version of the spell can only take up to a maximum of 5% of the opponents attack force and give it to her ally, with no defensive ability being granted to her ally. It's one of her least taxing and fastest casting spells.
Orb of Light - A simple orb of light. Simple and easy to cast, Orbs of Light are about as basic as you can get. Due to the simplicity and low cost, it's possible to create so many orbs it's blinding not just to one foe, but to many. Row'tu can summon a single orb for hours without need for break, so long as no additional spells are used.
Professional Strategy/Tactics Knowledge: Row'tu knows quite a bit about the world of strategy and tactics. Her level of understanding the world around her and seeing the bigger picture is rather impressive, and she is cunning when it comes to deceiving or ambushing opponents. Even if it's something as simple as plotting a route for a trading caravan, Row'tu will look at all possibilities and determine their likelihood like a human calculator. She finds it difficult to beat herself when playing board games alone.
Novice Leadership: Despite her ability to create strategies and tactics, applying them herself to a group is... difficult. She'd rather explain to someone else what she's come up with and let them issue the orders than do it herself. However, if the situation truly calls for it, Row'tu can call forth her strategic persona to explain the ideas on her mind. However, usually by this point, things are truly dire and the order to retreat has been called.
Novice Cooking: Seemingly enthralled with food, Row'tu really wants to learn how to cook. However, she kind of... well, she sucks. However, she's willing to learn, taking the whole cooking thing just as seriously as she does her magic. All she needs is a suitable tutor... and maybe some luck.
Equipment:
Spellbinder's Staff: The one and only staff in Row'tu's possession, the Spellbinder's Staff is a decently good staff which lessens the draining effect of her spells (they require less energy to create/maintain). Being a relatively simple staff, the effects aren't great, however it's definitely noticeable in battle when using it. (Appearance in the image)
The Woodsman's Talisman: A golden wood amulet which Row'tu always keeps on her person. Row'tu wishes to get the amulet enchanted sometime with a good enchantment to help with her magic. |
46,260 | 1,253 | 18 | 2,803 | 1,032 | Ruby
The girl could already make out the town center, it was only a few more roofs away! As she jumped over a small gap, one of the monsters suddenly appeared right in front of her. Oh well, this makes things interesting she thought, ready to attack the creature as soon as it gave her an opening. What happened next though was unexpected. The skill "Call of the wild" appeared briefly above its head, and out of thin air 3 more monsters materialized all around her. One LV17 would have been a tough challenge, but 4 of these things at the same time? The ninja's smile turned into a sour grin. Crap...what no she couldn't even finish the thought, as every creature attacked her with what seemed a thousand tentacles.
Ruby tried to dodge away, but the tentacles were too many and too quick. One managed to grab her foot, a few more grabbed her by her right arm. With the free hand she grabbed her Kunai, and started slashing angrily at everything that moved. If she wanted to get out of this, she would have to be quick. After a few slashes, the grip on her right arm got loose, giving her just enough time to grab another smoke bomb. "So long suckers!" Ruby announced cheerfully, dropping a little pouch that engulfed everyone on the roof in smoke. The ninja used the opportunity to slash away a few more tentacles, hoping that the rest of them wouldn't be able to grab her through the smoke. When she managed to set herself free, she rolled to the edge of the roof, and slowly dropped down to the street below.
If she wanted to get away undetected, she had to stay away from heights, where she could easily be spotted. Hiding under her hood, she started running towards the city center. | Name: Alex Mills
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Hair: Short brown hair
Eye color: Brown
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5,8ft
Build: somewhat chubby
Personality: Alex is a cheerful person, who likes to make those around him laugh and has a positive mentality. He is a big videogames fan and only recently got into MMOs, but immediately fell in love with the idea behind SAO. Sure of himself and ambitious once he sets his goals, he can be somewhat naive and a bit self-absorbed at times. This personality also translates to his avatar for the most part. In battle, he prefers to take things seriously and likes to study his opponents before engaging them in a surprise attack. Alex is also a good liar, and uses that skill in his ninja persona as well.
Username: Rubyqueen, refers to herself as Ruby in-game
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Hair: Black long hair, tied into ponytail
Eye color: Light Blue
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5,6ft
Build: Slim and athletic
Starting outfit:
Class: Ninja
Primary weapon: Two Kunais and throwing stars
Combat Style: Ruby prefers to be subtle and uses the element of surprise to engage her enemies. Quick on her feet, she is more likely to dodge and dance around her opponent, instead of blocking or parrying, waiting for an opening to take advantage of any weaknesses. Nimble but fragile, she uses any trick at her disposal to come out on top.
Skills:
- Smoke Bomb (Lv1): Ruby throws a small pouch that explodes into a wall of smoke. Great to disorient enemies or for quick escapes.
- Poison Coating (Lv1): Her Kunais are covered in poison, dealing small damage over time when injuring an opponent
- Shadow Step (Lv1): Ruby vanishes into darkness for a brief moment, rolling to either side of a target for a quick flank |
46,261 | 1,253 | 19 | 42 | 121 | The world was beautiful. All of the hype that had dominated the internet for months didn't even come close to describing it. The colors were so bright, in such high definition, that it seemed even clearer than real life. Aerin breathed deeply, taking in a huge lungful of imaginary air. She loved virtual reality. The sky was a brilliant blue, and the sun cast a shadow back across the ground behind her lumbering form. The programming was so detailed, she could literally feel the grass beneath her now gigantic feet. She looked down at her (well, technically "his") massive hands. It would be fun playing a guy.
"Start Tutorial?" A touchscreen appeared in from of her face, presenting her with two options. She (er... he? She didn't quite know how to think of herself in this form...) was about to select "Yes" when another message popped up to cover the first. Apparently there was some sort of error. Great.. She thought. Rampaging monsters, huh? Oh well, it was dinner time anyway, and brand new games were bound to have a few bugs. She'd log out, eat, and hopefully come back and run through the tutorial when everything was fixed.. Dismissing both notifications, she scrolled through in search of the "Log Off" button.
It was nowhere to be found. She spent a solid minute scrolling through the different screens, trying to figure out if there were any hidden tabs which might provide an escape. She figured out how to equip items, view quests, and track skill progression, but her search was to no avail. Perhaps it was another error? No, she was probably just missing something obvious. Everyone else would be heading toward the center of town, so she decided to follow. Maybe she'd find a beta tester who could show her how to log out.
It was then that she heard growling behind her. She clutched her rusted sword, starting equipment for Paladins. "All right. Guess it's trial by fire for me!" | Username: Aerin
Age: 18
Gender: Female (Male Avatar)
Hair Color: Blonde (Avatar: Black)
Eye Color: Grey (Avatar: Green)
Skin Tone: White
Height: 5'6 (Avatar: 6'5)
Build: Slight (Avatar: Muscular)
Starting Appearence:
In-Game:
Class: Paladin
Primary Weapon: Broadsword
Skills:
Damage Reduction (lvl 1)
Healing (lvl 1)
Power Attack (lvl 1) |
46,262 | 1,253 | 20 | 1,823 | 1,169 | Lance smirked as he saw the guy take down the monsters, "Nice job" said. He watched as more monsters started to surround them, he opened his menu and accepted the guild invite as well as equipping his beginner sword. "Alright time to strike" he says unsheathing his sword, it gleamed in the light, despite the situation he was in he took the time to admire how well the graphics looked. "Damn this is a good ass game" he said before fighting a lvl 5 shadow monster, He felt his movements being guided. He jabbed at the monsters core twice then slashed its body, his sword then began to glow as he activated a skill dealing a good portion of damage, another shadow monster leaped at him from behind, he saw it out the corner of his eye and used his riposte skill blocking the monsters attack as well as throwing it off balance causing some damage on it. "Damn that was close" Lance said, it seemed that his riposte skill had a cool down. He used an empowered slash finishing off the first monster then back pedaling to create distance to fight the second monster. "There seems like no end to these things" He said. | Character Sheet:
Username: Annie
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Blue
Skin tone: White
Height: 5 ft
Build: Average
Primary weapon: Dolls
Skills: String You Along: Annie uses her puppet magic to attach strings to enemies and make them her own puppets for a short time however the stronger the enemy the less successful this will be.
Giant: She makes her puppet a giant which decreases speed but increases strength.
Stitch: She stitches up her puppets cuts and wounds making them last longer. |
46,263 | 1,253 | 21 | 653 | 1,095 | "Just when you think that it couldn't get any worse..." Black_Rabbit mumbled as the level 25 monster appeared. She had released the mage she just saved and focused back on the monster, which had started it's attack already. Upon activating her weapon, her bracelets began to change forming her gun-gauntlets. It wasn't easy but Black_Rabbit managed to dodge it's attacks for now with her agility, but she wouldn't be able to keep it up for long.
"I'm OK!" Row'tu says, gradually getting to her feet as the beast roared. "We need to avoid getting hit by this guy; he's level 25, so-"
The girl couldn't even finish her sentence before some tentacles wrapped around her. She could only keep her arm and staff save and casted a binding herself on the creature.
The creature had been binded for now and Black_Rabbit knew that she had to do something. I hope this works. She turned towards the tentacle that coiled around the mage. Black_Rabbit began to take a few swings, at the air and with each swing, her gauntlet fired a single explosive shot. It wasn't much but she had to try to free the mage or they would both go down. However Black_Rabbit didn't notice that the mages binding spell began to wear off and the creature was not amused at all, even so more with Black_Rabbit firing at it's tentacle with explosive shots. | Name: Eli
Username: Elimentalist
Age: 13
Gender: Female
in real life Appearance:
in game Appearance:
Height: 5 foot 4
Build: Average
Primary weapon: Bow
Secondary weapon: daggers
Class: Geomancer
Skills:
healing waters: purifies some water uses it to heal herself or others
killer thorns: summons thorny vines out of the ground that can ever bind a target of whip them binding them deals damage over time
Create Golem: As the name sergeants she creates a Golem out of one of the elements
Elemental Infusion: Infuses an element into one of her weapons the effect depends on witch element and what weapon she infuses one example would be fire into her bow would create an explosive arrow
Oxygen bomb she alters the carbon dioxide and oxygen ratio in the air to make the air highly flammable and create a small spark to set of an AOE exploration
Blizzard: she creates a hale storm that deals a small amount of damage to all nearby enemies and will slow them down and has a chance to freeze them
Tornado: she can create a tornado big or small the bigger it is the more mp it costs |
46,264 | 1,253 | 22 | 2,444 | 3,066 | IBS finally got his miracle and gripped the rooftop ledge and then pulled himself up escaping the monsters and then he raised his hands to look at them and suddenly got enveloped in a bright light and he was changed into his IRL appearance, he pulled out his sword and glanced at the flat side and then frowned. He looked at the horizon to see if anyone else had the bright light. He then realized he had to get to the Town square and meet the players there so he began running across the rooftops. | Real Name: Kai
Username: Insane Black Star
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Green
Skin tone: Caucasian
Height: 5'8
Build: Average-Slim
Primary weapon: Longsword
Skills:
Vertical Slash (Level 1)
Horizontal Slash (Level 1)
Evade (Level 1) |
46,265 | 1,254 | 0 | 2,021 | 586 | Somewhere out in the desert both Zordon and Alpha 5 have moved from the original command center to the back up command center. Rita's plan to destroy them had failed and that may have cost her. The desert was once a hot and bright place but now it is nothing more then a darkened landscape with statues of Rita placed nearly everywhere within the desert itself. Some build into the mountain rock and some stand tall alone without any support. Rita's patrol units crawled all over the places she had under her control and so you could not escape her. Under one of the Rita statues was where Zordon and Alpha 5 went, she would not except them to go their and so they were safe for now. The inside was similar to the original command center but had less equipment at this time but would change over time. There were more neon lights then the original place and the viewing globe was bigger, this one was in the center of the room. The room was bigger too since this place spanned along the underground. Like it always was the room was dim where Zordon was but where Alpha was it was bright and rather colourful.
Alpha 5: "Ay-yi-yi, Zordon. The power rangers we chose have just vanished."
Zordon: "You are correct, Alpha. My sensors are indicating that something major has happened. It seems the rangers have been removed from existence. This has Rita all over it, Alpha, we must go to plan b and we must have the rangers act now."
Alpha 5: "Ay-yi-yi! I will begin pinpointing the back up rangers now, hopefully they can stop Rita in her tracks."
The lone robot began to move around the room pressing buttons of various sizes and colours. Alpha 5 turning knobs to adjust their search functions, who knew where these people were at this time. Alpha 5 kept moving from one spot to the next, circling the viewing globe as he did. The configurations were off and so he had to calibrate them. 'Ay-yi-yi!' Alpha 5 thought to himself. It took about 30 minutes to redo but soon the scanner was on track. The first one was locked within 30 seconds, another one was locked 30 seconds later with the rest following moments later. With the scanners locked Alpha 5 looked up at Zordon who gave Alpha the go ahead, time was not on their side. Rita would find them soon and so the rangers needed to be briefed now.
Zordon: "Time is of the essence, I suspect Rita is looking for us right now. The power rangers can't exist or Rita will fail. Whatever happened to the original rangers I suspect it was Rita's doing."
Alpha 5: "Targets are locked, the new rangers are incoming."
The facility output was higher then normal but that was because this place was still in the set up phase, hopefully Alpha 5 could fix that soon. Alpha 5 soon walked towards the east side of the viewing globe and turned so he could face the rangers when they were here. The teleportation had to be quick or Rita would pick up on them though it seemed the group were here soon here. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,266 | 1,254 | 1 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Sitting in a ruined building, next to a fire in an old trash can, Lucas looks up to the sky wondering what it would be like to fly, shaking his head he smirked knowing full well that him flying would be a physical impossibility. Then he was no longer looking at the sky and it's clouds but at a metal roof and bright lights, "What the hell?",he drops his head so he can see what is in front of him, a robot, "Umm how did I get here, wherever here is?",he says to the robot, standing up he views the room around him. Sticking his hands in his pockets he waits for a response. | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,267 | 1,254 | 2 | 714 | 3,251 | Jennifer was searching through an old building hoping to find her family some food and some kindling for a fire. Sitting on a damaged wall she sighed and was openly wondering whether there was any point going on. Then in a flash of light she found herself in a different building, getting up she looked around and took in the lights and the computers and finally the robot which left her shocked.
"What the hell is this place and how did I get here?" she wondered out loud. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,268 | 1,254 | 3 | 2,021 | 586 | The barricade was finished, and with the explosives that she had found it would be perfect! With a simple blast, she would stop those bastards from advancing further for a few days, and with that time she would have enough time to get away from this awfull place and find a new home. Although she was used to being on her own, she wanted a small change in her life, instead of being wanted by the autorities, she wanted to be free. Free from rules and free from this darkness.
As the troops were advancing towards her trap, she grinned a bit evil, soon they would have to change their route for what she was about to do, was to make a demolished building collaps on the road.
As the troops came closer, she pressed the button so that the explosives went off, and as she stared at them to see their reaction, she suddenly stood in a room filled with all kinds of lights and... a robot? Multiple other humans were here aswell, although she didn't liked this that much. Did she got caught?!
She stood still for the time being, although she kept her guard up. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,269 | 1,254 | 4 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Well, if we are these 'Power Rangers' where is our gear? Lucas folds his arms, his question aimed at the floating head.
"Yeah, anyways seeing as we have to work together, we should at least introduce ourselves my name is Hayden." Hayden takes a few steps forward and turns to face the others.
"Yeah, my name Lucas pleased to meet you." he starts to tap his right foot. His mind is racing, he quickly make a few scenarios in which he could escape if needed. | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,270 | 1,254 | 5 | 714 | 3,251 | Honestly all Ethan wanted was to leave, however he wouldn't be his father's son if he abandoned people in need. "I don't want to, but I guess I'll help, my name is Ethan BTW. Why did you pick me though? Sure I know some first aid and can sneak around unnoticed but that is it." Before he could say anything else the boy that introduced himself as Lucas made a good point, where were these weapons promised to them by the Giant Floating Head? | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,271 | 1,254 | 6 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Jennifer Jennifer began raising her hand "All I really have to say on this is if these weapons do exist let's do it. I don't know about any of you but I'm sick of tired of living in fear, going days without food and water and wondering if the creature coming round the corner is going to be the one that finishes me off. Before I was brought here I was seriously wondering what the point of living was, but Zordon, Alpha 5 if you truly can give us these weapons I will happily use them to finally make a difference in this world. I seriously hope everyone else here feels the same way." | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,272 | 1,254 | 7 | 2,021 | 586 | As each and everyone of them started to speak up, and even that robot and the flooting head started to explain things. The girl just stood there, silently. She knew what this world had come to, for she was fighting within it for years already, and she enjoyed the way it was going. She wasn't planning on saving this godforsaken world, for it wasn't worth saving any more.
As each of them spoke that about who they were and even some spoke about the weapons, she grinned a bit. Weapons?! Perhaps it wasn't that bad after al! Although mostly she stole the weapons that she had needed for all her sabotaging.
She wasn't planning on introducing herself towards the others, for she hated to work with a team. She enjoyed working on her own, and she was planning to keep it that way!
In her past she had worked with a small group, although they kept her down and almost even got her killed! Ever since then, she made a promise to her self to never ever ever work with a group again! No mather if they were good or bad at what they did, she just wasn't planning to do it again, and get killed once more!
As they talked about a leader, she grinned, ofcourse someone stepped up immediatly, who wouldn't! As for her, she just took a few steps back, to fade away within the shadows that this lab had. She wasn't quite sure what to expect from these guys, nor what to expect from these two lunatics that were trying to convince them that they were going to be the new heroes of this world, let alone be just second rated.
If they were going to convince her, they had to come up with a much better story than just someone that alttered the universe, or that they had to safe the world from evil when even the humans themselves have a certain darkness within them. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,273 | 1,254 | 8 | 714 | 3,251 | Kiara glanced at Zordon as he started to speak about which colours they represented, what animal spirit they would gain and even who would lead them. As Zordon spoke to the first person, he told him that he was the red ranger, and would be their leader. Did they seriously thought she would follow some guy, who hasn't even earned her trust, let alone proven himself to be worthy in her eyes?
There was even a second in command! The white ranger... They both had to go a long way, before she would even dare to follow them, let alone follow their orders! This wasn't even the way she worked!
As the robot, Alpha-5, came towards her, a evil smile appeared on her face as Zordon spoke. She was the black ranger, and was given the animal spirit Mastodon. Although she still had her doubts about this entire thing.
As Zordon spoke about chosing her path, she glanced at Alpha-5, moved a bit closer with bloodthirst in her eyes, and an evil smile on her face.
"So you are saying that I am allowed to go lose in the city, without any conseciounces and with powers beyond my imagination if I take this coin? Or be send back to that pity life that I once had? This choice is quite easy to make, bubblehead, although being commanded by a boy isn't my kind of thing. I am a loner, and work alone. That's how i've survived all these years, and i am not planning on trusting anyone anymore. That almost costed me my life. So, I'll accept this, although I won't follow him."
As she got close enough to Alpha-5 to take the coin, she took it out of his hands, and moved back into the shadows that she adored. From here she could see everything, and no one would be able to ambush her. As her eyes now mostly were focused on the strange coin in her hand, she still kept her guard up and was keeping an eye on her surrounding. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,274 | 1,254 | 9 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Taking the coin from Alpha Jennifer turned to Ethan and said "Because we will be there to protect them Ethan, we all have friends and family who are now targets for this Rita. Each of us has to make sure that they are safe and secure." Turning to Kiara she continued "Kiara, I don't know what happened before but I promise I spend every possible doing my best to earn your trust.
Looking up at Zordon she asked "How do we actually use these?" holding up her coin as she finished. | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,275 | 1,254 | 10 | 2,021 | 586 | Kiara looked at her new 'teammates' as she grinned, they were serious about this weren't they? Aren't they forgetting something? They were about to engage a world wide war against a powerful being, that hasn't even showed herself yet! How would they even know what they were up against?
As the girl named Jeniffer started to speak towards Kiara, her sight went straight onto her. Was she serious? Trust isn't gained that easily! Neather will she be able to gain it, if she speaks so lightly about it!
And just as it couldn't get any worse... the bastard who still thinks he could order her around, makes orders towards her.
Miss peachy, don't think of it that lightly, trust isn't earned by just actions Mi'lady. And as for you mister hotshot, do you truelly believe that just by being assigned as the leader by mister bubblehead, that you can actually command others around? You're just a fool, thinking that because mister bubblehead said so you can truelly give orders. Don't make me laugh, for I aint planning to follow you, untill you have truelly proven you're worthy of calling yourself our leader!"
As she spoke, she slowly steps out of the shadows that concealed her from the rest, and as she stopped next to Alpha-5, placing her eyesight unto Zordon.
"As for you mister bubblehead, don't you atleast own us an explanation about what kind of enemy we are fighting? How strong she truelly is and why you are taking actions now, instead of before she could control these cities?! For in my eyes, yu are just a failure, just as this entire team will become, if they are already playing captain without even proving themselves."
Kiara glanced at Zordon, as her eyes went across her 'teammates', she didn't trusted them and why would she? They were complete strangers to her and she wasn't planning to have a teaparty with them. She wanted to work for a beter world, but then she would do this on her own, with these powers, instead of working with humanbeings that aren't even worth trusting. For in her eyes, the ones that control the world now, are just as bad as the humanbeings that roam this world. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,276 | 1,254 | 11 | 714 | 3,251 | As strange and impossible as the whole morphing thing sounded after everything he had seen Ethan didn't doubt that it would work. He was proven right when Candice showed them how to do it,and turned into the Pink Ranger.
"Now Ethan I will answer your question. Rita will go after your family in an attempt to stop you but as the power rangers you should be able to over come her cheap tricks and as a ranger you should be equipped to deal with anything she throws at you. You are most strong when together." While that sounded comforting what Zordon said later about Rita controlling a third of the planet and especially what the so called viewing globe showed wat sill worrying.
"While I said I would do it and the morphing thing is certainly cool, I wouldn't call controlling giant monsters or being able to shape shift cheap tricks.In fact how do we know none of us is this Rita in disguise? Ethan didn't bring the possibility up or to cause paranoia or to accuse anyone, it was legitimate concern he had especially since he knew how she killed Zordon first choices. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,277 | 1,254 | 12 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Alright so, IT'S MORPHING TIME! SABER TOOTHED TIGER! Lucas after placing his coin in his morpher, says the line and like Candice a bright light appears around him but unlike Candice the light is yellow not pink, he stands there in a yellow suit similar to Candice's.
"Your right Kiara, I'm not your leader. In fact I don't feel anything like a leader, but if you would listen to me I'll tell you something. If I am to lead then I will need the support of everyone here, I don't want to lead a team that doesn't want me if you had to choose who would be the leader yourself? Well go ahead and lead yourself I want to see how far you get fight this Rita's entire army single handedly. I think you would die, no I know you would die. And besides, IT'S MORPHING TIME.... T-REX." He does the same as the others who have morphed, this time a bright red light shines out. Also like the others he is in a suit which is red, just like Zordon said he would be. | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,278 | 1,254 | 13 | 2,021 | 586 | (SORRY FOR THE LATE POST!!! :o was bussy with exams...)
Kiara looked at each of them as they used their morpher, a smile appeared on her face as she saw the suits that they were supposed to wear.
And just as she wanted to morph herself, he answered her. Was he serious about this? If anyone had to be the leader, then they just had to keep listening to the bubble head.
"Owh if you want to lead, just be my guest, although it still doesn't mean I will completely cooperate with your orders. If they are correct, I will perhaps follow them, and if they are wrong in my eyes then just see me as the rebel within this team."
A grin appeared on her face, as she then grabs the morpher in her hand, places the coin inside of it and smiles.
"It's morphin time!... (forgot my beast name)!"
As a black light covers her, she then stands in a black and white suit, behind her helmet a smile appears filled with pleasure. She could feel the energy of this suit flowing trough her veins! | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,279 | 1,254 | 14 | 714 | 3,251 | After Zordon had finished explaining the Zords Ethan was ready to try out his morpher. Unfortunately it seemed that at that time an alarm suddenly went off, and before he could say anything he and the others were teleported back into the city. Due to the way they arrived at the scene it was completely pointless for him to try and sneak of as naturally the group was the center of attention. That is an excellent question, what is the plan?" | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,280 | 1,254 | 15 | 2,021 | 586 | Stick with your partner and remember what Zordon said Hayden shouted "Keep it simple and we should be fine"
"Right" Jennifer replied as she prepared to face the puddies. Taking up a fighting stance she turned to her team mates and said.
"Be careful"
Facing up to the oncoming puddies she stood her ground as three or four of them surrounded her. As the first one attacked she managed to block it's punch and give it a hard kick to the stomach, sending it falling to the ground. However the others got the jump on her grabbing her by the arms and throwing her to the ground. Hopping up she kicked one off but the other sent her flying into her partner. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,281 | 1,254 | 16 | 714 | 3,251 | Ethan had no intention of fighting without his powers so he inserted his coin into his morhper. "It’s Morphin' Time! ..... Triceratops!"Just like the others who had morphed before him, he was engulfed in a bright light the same color as his ranger suit.
Immediately after the transformation was done, one the gray creatures hit him in the chest wist some kind of rocky gauntlet which hurt a lot less then he expected. He kicked it's legs out under it causing it fall on the ground. Before Ethan could attack his downed opponent again he was distracted by Jennifer getting launched into him unexpectedly. Usually the force of the impact would knock Ethan down, but for some reason this didn't happen. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,282 | 1,254 | 17 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Okay you big ugly son's of a rock. Let's tango. Lucas quickly knocks down one of the grey things with a jab to the throat moving to the next one he does a series of quick jabs to it's gut.
"Oh no you don't you grey things." Hayden moves over to help Candice he throws his elbow into one of the grey things throat knocking it down."I hope your ok I'd hate to lose someone on the first mission." | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,283 | 1,254 | 18 | 2,021 | 586 | Kiara looked at Zordon, as he spoke. Was it time to go loose?! A dark grin appeared on her face as they were transported.
As they appeared in the ruins of the city, she stared at the 'monsters' in front of her, she would probably call these Ugly Puglies. It suited them. As she noticed how each and every one of her 'team' began to fight. She glanced over at the Ugly Puglies. Somehow they didn't seemed that strong, for most of her 'team' could easily deal with them, although there were a few exceptions...
As a creature of gold suddenly appeared, she smiled, an opponent who was strong! She wanted to test out her new gear, and see how strong she was now!
"You guys take care of the Ugly Puglies will ya? I'll take on Miss Princess over there. He seems like fun!"
As she waved at her 'teammates', she began to sprint towards Miss Princess in who stood at the back, and in her sprint she slided towards him to kick his feet from underneath him. What she didn't expected was the fact that he indeed was stronger than the Ugly Puglies, and easily grabbed her leg to throw her a few feet away.
As she got back up on her feet, she grinned. Although she did began to hate the mask, somehow it blocked her thoughts.
"Perhaps it's not allowed, but who cares!"
As she spoke, she grabbed the helmet and ripped ot off her head, as she then threw it in the ground. She hated it if her head was covered.
As her hair slowly blew in the wind, and her eyes were filled with flames, a grin would appear on her face again, as she now was able to see eye to eye with her opponent. As she made her way back to him, she suddenly felt hands around her arms, Ugly Puglies... As they had a thight grip on her, she used her legs to lift herself up, did a flip and got released. Within the air itself, she launched a tornado kick against their faces to atleast gain some distance between them.
This was thougher than she had imagined... But it was a heck of fun!
((If it isn't allowed to remove the mask from the suit, just tell me and I'll change it :) I ain't that bad with changes xD)) | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,284 | 1,254 | 19 | 714 | 3,251 | Seeing Goldar attack Candice Ethan pulled out his gun and carefully aimed before firing at the armored creature. However one of the putty patrollers saw the opportunity and punched him in the back of the head, not even a second after he pulled the trigger. After turning around he quickly fired another shot hitting the monster point blanc in the chest.
While the shot took that putty down the rock gauntlet wearing had gotten back up and seeing what had happened to it's ally , it knocked the blaster out of Ethan's hand. Angrily the unarmed blue Ranger responded by kneeing it in what would have been the crotch if it was human. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,285 | 1,254 | 20 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Heller ser I would to sell you some SPIDERS and BATS! Lucas seeing the opportunity to sneak up behind the gold guy whose name is apparently Goldar, which he then proceeds to jump on Goldar's back and execute a successful strangle hold.
"Good, now let's take Goldie Locks over there and teach him not mess with us Rangers." Hayden turns towards Goldar and yells,"You want to fight, then well give you a fight, but not a one on one no your way to powerful for that so it's all or nothing." | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,286 | 1,254 | 21 | 714 | 3,251 | When Goldar got hit by Ethans's shot he looked in his direction but upon seeing the blue ranger fight decided he wasn't worth his time. Ethan who had no idea that he even managed to get the armored ape's attention, was desperately trying to reach his gun so that he could deal with the rock gauntlet putty patroller. The clay creature had responded to the totally ineffective kick by punhing hte blue hard enough in the chest to force him down on his knees and was now kicking him in the sides. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,287 | 1,254 | 22 | 2,021 | 586 | Goldar: "Very well power brats, I will defeat you all for my empress."
Even with the yellow ranger strangling him he was still ready though of course he would do whatever he could to get them off him. The putties were slowly but surely dropping in numbers.
Candice: "I think we should do a team attack, just you and me before sending the rest of us in to take this goof on."
She was not clear what the attack was but she hoped her partner was gamed to do it with her. So far she had seen she was flexible and maybe that meant she was the agile one or at least one of them. Candice had yet not touched the weapon on her as she soon nodded for a moment before making a stance followed up with her hinting to an attack coming. Whatever the team attack would be would need to be done quickly. Soon she was off, hopefully red ranger would follow behind as the pink ranger soon jumped in the air and did a flying kick towards the golden goof. With her partner following in for an attack Goldar should get a surprise from one of them if not both of them. Candice planned to hit him on his upper left chest to make him stagger if she was strong enough, hopefully her partner could help with that. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,288 | 1,254 | 23 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Kiara glanced at her teammates for a moment, all of them were fighting and some of them were even joining her to fight goldylocks. Perhaps they weren't that bad, but she wanted to see what they could do. And as she saw that the Ulgy Puglies were dropping rapadly, she yawned for a moment. There were six of them, and just a few of those Ulgy Puglies, and then ofcourse there was that Goldylocks. Perhaps it was time for her midnight nap? They could handle it with just the five of them right?
"You guys can handle the rest right?"
Kiara grinned, as she walked towards her helmet and placed it back on her head. As she then walked towards one of the buildings that more or less had collapsed, as she reached it she layed down so that she could see the fight, and even get her beauty sleep.
As she sat down, she made herself comfortable so that she could see the fight, and even enjoy a bit of relaxation. She wasn't planning to fight for now, although she got quite the thrill a moment ago. She had just entered her relaxation mode, and wasn't planning on coming out of it for the time being. They could easily take down that princess by themselves. | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,289 | 1,254 | 24 | 714 | 3,251 | Watching everything unfold Jennifer figured "Screw it" and attacked Goldar. After exchanging a few blows Jennifer was thrown back in a hail of sparks. Getting up she punched the ground and charged again with Goldar dispatching her swiftly and sending her flying to the feet of her team mates.
"Any ideas?" she asked | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,290 | 1,254 | 25 | 2,021 | 586 | Jennifer: "Any ideas?"
Ethan: "Just one, we could try to hit to Goldar with all our blasters at the same time. No matter how strong he strong is I doubt he'll like that."
Candice watched as the black ranger walked from what she could see from the battle yet still close enough to witness it. Was was up with that she thought to herself. The idea Ethan had seemed like a good one and she had yet to use her blaster though the black ranger was needed for this to work, would five out of six be enough? her eyes soon floated down to her blaster, hopefully the group would do this as Goldar could probably tire them out before they could tire him out. The fact that Goldar was handling them was a bit worrying but from what Zordon had said they should pull through.
Candice: "Let's do it, I am getting tired of seeing monkey man over there."
Goldar: "Monkey man! I will show you I am no monkey man pink ranger."
Candice: Let's go rangers."
Candice soon pulls her blaster out ready to do the team shot that Ethan brought up, they were new and she did not want to take any more chances they already had to take. Who knew if Goldar was playing around with them or not. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,291 | 1,254 | 26 | 2,238 | 2,226 | Lucas gets up and rushes to the others blaster at the ready.
Hayden follows suit. "Hey, I think we need everyone for this to work." he calls to the black ranger.
(sorry it's short no idea what else to do.) | Name: Lucas McGee
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short dark brown hair, green eyes, and pale white skin. When not in his ranger outfit he wears ripped jeans, short sleeve t-shirts and a small black trilby.
Ranger Colour: Yellow
Personality: Spunky, headstrong, tenacious,and all in all a bit crazy.
Skills/Hobbies: He likes to read and write, he also enjoys playing board/strategy games.
Background: Lucas was an orphan until the orphanage and that he lived in was destroyed and everyone in it was killed, luckily he was at the park when it happened. When he returned he was actually happy it was destroyed because the orphan matron was evil beyond belief. He was left homeless and alone, he made a living from using his wits and the skill he had picked up from an old homeless guy, who happened be a retired marine, using his skills he survived. |
46,292 | 1,254 | 27 | 2,021 | 586 | ((I think we should wrap this bit up and move on)) | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,293 | 1,254 | 28 | 714 | 3,251 | Kiara glanced over from her spot, as she saw everything from where she layed.
She grinned as most of them came up with the idea of using their weapons against that little miss princess.
As she stood up, she stretched a bit befote slowly walking towards the group.
This fight got bored quite fast... perhaps it was the weapon she had, and perhaps it was the team she was with. Who knows.
As she joined the group, she stared at them for a moment before grinning and grabbing her axe.
"Well, lets do this then!" | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,294 | 1,254 | 29 | 2,021 | 586 | ((Incoming post, I will move us a long. It has been one crazy week at uni but it is near the end so that is good and bad. Also Ernie has an underground bar which houses people so maybe we can do something along those lines where he wants you to help him with small tasks before you being needed to come into action as the rangers.)) | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,295 | 1,254 | 30 | 2,021 | 586 | Goldar: "You power brats can't be the mighty Goldar, I will crash you and when you are defeated I will slowly but surely defeat each one of you just for fun hahaha."
The over confident golden guerrilla stood where he was as he stared down the pathetic rangers, no way could he lose to these losers. The mighty Goldar points his sword at the rangers as a sign he was going to attack them. Things would be easier if he had his wings but they were taken long ago. Having one more chuckle Goldar began to run at the rangers, quick and easy he thought to himself. Rita would be proud when he took them down, he could taste victory. With his sword in front of him he planned to hurt the red ranger first.
Candice: "Not so fast Goldar."
They were together and this was the best chance they had to hit golden boy who was running towards them. In unison they each pulled the blaster hitting Goldar. The big goof did not realize how much of a punch those blasters had when fired together. Sparks and smoke followed as he felt the impact making him stop running and made him flinch on the spot. Candice had a good feeling and it looked like things were turning around for them as they opened fire once more blasting the golden guerrilla this time knocking him back. At this moment making him drop his sword.
Goldar: "You win this time power brats but I will defeat you next time."
With that Goldar and whatever putty was left leave the field of battle, Rita would surely not be happy and boy would Goldar hear about it when he got back to the place. In fact they all would, if one screwed up they all did and if she some how screwed up they would also pay for that as well.
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Ernie's Hidden Bar
Two days later
This was one of a few safe places from Rita and her patrol, this place was hidden though for how long remained to be seen. The bar was a place of safety and was a place where a small group of people would go out to get supplies for the many survivors here. Sadly today would be the and of the current runners. A group of five stand next to Ernie's bar with Ernie on the other side, three guys and two girls. It sounded like a fight but it was more of a I quit but must let everyone know they are quitting.
Ernie: "Guys come on, if we don't get supplies we can't help people and if we run out then we are in trouble."
Male: "Sorry Ernie, we took some risks but this is a bit to much. Emma almost died today, we will help in a different way though."
Candice sat at a table close by as she overheard the fight though it was not really a fight as neither were angry and it was not physical in anyway. It had been two days since she had seen Goldie locks run away and she had not heard from Alpha and Zordon either. At least she knew where the other rangers were, though she knew where they were she was more concerned with the supply things happening at this time. Could she bare to take on more responsibility then she already had? She did not know but she could not let these people suffer but she could also not let her new team down. As she thought to herself Bulk and Skull had entered the room, the two always seemed to get into weird trouble, They had a plan though they were not going to share it, she could just make out a plan or what seemed like one.
Ernie: "OK guys, thanks for doing it as long as you have. I can put you on food service if you want."
Male: "Yes that sounds great."
By this point Ernie was a little down, he did not like to disappoint people but he had no other alternatives. Music played though not loud enough for anyone on the outside to hear and it was still part of a leisure centre so many things could be done here. | Name: Candice Roxanne Knight
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: Pink
Personality: Candice is an outgoing person as well as being very energetic. Her dad told her to be strong and so she has a strong will. She has a fear of insects, she will freeze upon seeing one and will not move until it is gone (Moths and other flying insects are a nightmare). She has pride, a little too much pride, but on the plus side she has a great attitude and always throws others before herself. She always offers to help those in need in any way possible though like anyone else has her bad days.
Skills/Hobbies: Candice is an active painter, tutor and has good flexibility skills due to yoga. She also has various fighting skills under her belt but in no way a master in any of them. She is a track runner or aims to be one so she runs a lot of the time.
Background: (Unknown due to amenisa) |
46,296 | 1,254 | 31 | 714 | 3,251 | Ethan could still barely believe his plan to get rid of Goldar worked. Still it was a temporarily victory at best and unless he wanted to get beat up again he would need to improve his fighting skills. So while he was still sore from the battle he decided to head to Ernie's in hopes of finding someone willing to train him.
He managed to get to the secret entrance without being noticed by anyone he didn't want to be seen by. Before entering he knocked the door acting like he was just visiting whoever currently lived inside the building. | Name: Jennifer James
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Ranger Colour: White
Personality: Friendly, Confident, Outgoing, Loyal
Skills/Hobbies: Martial Arts, Gymnastics
Background: Jennifer's parents were both killed in the initial invasion and she ended up on the streets. After a few years stealing to survive she ended up being caught by the family whose house she was in and luckily for her they took her in. |
46,297 | 1,255 | 0 | 915 | 459 | The throat of the world, said to be the highest mountain in all of Tamriel, was a fantastic and terrifying sight; fantastic in the sense that it could be so high and not pierce the heavens above, and terrifying in the fact that you would have to climb it to reach the temple at its summit. High Hrothgar, the home of the Greybeards, was as renowned as it was unknown. There wasn’t a soul in all of Skyrim that didn’t know of it, but few had ever actually seen it for themselves. It was hard to imagine, impossible almost, how they had built the temple in the first place. Had the Nords carried each stone up the mountainside, or had they cut it from the very rock of the mountain itself? Yet there it stood in all of its majestic mystery as it had been standing since before anyone could remember.
The party of adventurers that had only recently left Ivarstead now stood in the shadow of the mountain, looking up at the behemoth before them, contemplating the quest they had set out to complete. It was not going to be easy; in truth only this, the first obstacle on their path, seemed like an adventure in itself. Who knew what dangers lay in wait for them up there in the storms and the snow? What hardships, what sorrows, and what trials would they have to go through to reach their goal? Only the gods knew, but they weren’t telling. They were a motley band of individuals, these adventurers. Hailing from all across Tamriel, they all had different reasons for being there, but were united in one single purpose: to stop the dragons, once and for all. The Greybeards waited at the top of the mountain, keepers of the one secret that could help the adventurers in their strife: the secret of the Voice, the Thu’um.
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Ulemi stood amidst her fellow would-be dragon slayers and took in the scene before her. She could feel it now, more than ever: the calling of her blood, of her destiny. This was right. This was where she was meant to go, what she was meant to do. Up there, in the dark halls of High Hrothgar her fate awaited her. She would once again bring pride and greatness to her people. She would lead these brave few to victory against all odds and cast down the evil of the dragons from the sky. All would know of her accomplishment, and songs would be sung about her in the once and future homeland of Morrowind for generations to come. All she had to do to fulfill the unwritten prophecy was to climb this mountain and convince the monks at its peak to teach her to use the Voice. The rest would be history.
She took a few steps forward and turned to face the rest of the group. When she was sure she had their attention, she spoke.
“I hope you are all ready for this. There is no point in standing around waiting any longer. We go now to meet the Greybeards. Once we reach their home on the top there is no turning back. May the gods, old and new, watch over us.”
She let the words sink in for a bit before turning her back on the band.
“Let’s go.”
With that she began the climb. | Name: Ulemi
Race: Dunmer
Gender: Female
Age: 63
Appearance:
While being muscular and tough, Ulemi is a bit shorter than the average Dunmer. Her body is wiry and hasn’t got many feminine features. She has grey skin and red eyes like the rest of her kind, and her hair, which she keeps short, is black as coal. Her body is covered in tattoos of the old Morrowindian fashion, her favorite one being the moon-and-star of Azura on the left side of her chest, right above the heart. Covering equally much of her body are the scars she has acquired throughout her life, mementos of battles won and lost. Ever being the icon of a proud Dunmer, Ulemi carries herself with a straight back and her chin held high.
When not in her armor, Ulemi prefers to dress as simply as possible. She wears unembroidered linen clothes while indoors and puts on a fur jacket, boots and gloves while outdoors to protect her from the cold. Jewelry is out of the question; her tattoos and scars are decoration enough to her.
Personality: Ulemi is a typical introvert. She is generally quiet and keeps to herself unless others confront her, and even then she limits social interaction to a minimum. Crowds of people exhaust her, and she has never understood the importance of small talk. The silence and tranquility of Skyrim suits her perfectly, although she in controversial in that she loves the chaos and intensity of combat. Ulemi respects people who are serious and honorable, while despising those who lie and cheat. People who try to defuse situations with jokes really grind her gears. The strict old fashioned upbringing her mother gave her can be seriously disadvantageous to her in social situations as it often leads to her saying or doing things that upset people around her. In stressed situations like combat she keeps her head clear and focuses on the task at hand. She has never been a team player and functions best on her own, always trying to be self-sufficient and independent of others.
Sometime in her youth while reading about her homeland and its history, Ulemi somehow got the idea that she was a descendent of the Nerevarine, the great Dunmer hero of legend. Because of this she believes she has a greater responsibility and destiny than most and acts accordingly. Carrying such a burden on her shoulders have rendered her tired and sometimes depressed as she believes she isn’t doing enough to do justice to her impressive lineage.
One of Ulemis most favorite pastimes is singing. She grew up with stories of the former glory of her people and likes to sing of them once in a while. This is very embarrassing to her though, as she thinks her voice isn’t good enough, so she only ever sings when she thinks no one can hear her.
Ulemi can be very disdainful toward Khajiit and Argonians. She was told from a very early age that both those species were below her and can’t quite look past that even though she sees the flaw in this reasoning every day. She is especially rude to Argonians as she blames them for the fall of her people due to their invasion of the old homeland.
Background: As most Dunmer native to Skyrim, Ulemi was born in the Grey quarter in the city of Windhelm. She was raised by her mother and never knew her father, who her mother never spoke of. The times being what they were at the time with the racism of the Nords under the rule of the “Bear of Eastmarch”, it wasn’t easy growing up as a proud dark elf. Ulemi got beat up a lot by older, stronger kids and was always involved in trouble of some kind. Her mother never scolded her for this, however, but rather urged her daughter on telling her to always stand up for herself against those who would try to oppress her.
Having been a master-at-arms for House Redoran in the old homeland, Ulemis mother taught her daughter well in the ways of Dunmer combat. Her childhood and young adult years mostly consisted of training, sparring and brawling, forging her into the warrior she would one day become. The training was rigorous and very hard, and whenever she failed to live up to her mother’s expectations Ulemi was beat severely and forced to perform some demeaning kind of labor as punishment. She was also taught about the former glory of her people not only by her mother but by the Dunmer community of Windhelm as a whole, instilling in her an inner fire to make it so once more. Her favorite stories were those of the Nerevarine, mightiest of all warriors, who single handedly defeated the dreaded warlock Dagoth Ur and his minions and cast down the three false gods of the Temple. At some point Ulemi for some reason started to suspect that the reason for her mother being so secretive about her father was that he actually was the Nerevarine, and that her mother wouldn’t speak of this because of the shameful position they were currently in. Ulemi never confronted her mother with this, and thus the idea grew and festered in her head until it became an irrevocable fact. Why else was she being taught of the greatness of her people when they currently were no more than rats in the gutters of the Nords? Why had her mother trained her so fiercely in the art of war if not to prepare her for her destiny? It was all crystal clear to Ulemi: she was the One.
At the age of thirty Ulemi was fed up with living in poverty and disgrace and signed up with a band of mercenaries headed out of Eastmarch. It was high time she saw more of the world and learned to take care of herself. The following years were hard and put Ulemi in many dangerous situations, some of which she barely escaped from with her life intact. The already hardened young Dunmer became a veteran warrior of more than a hundred fights and got the scars to prove it. The money she earned was always sent to her brethren in the Grey quarter as she never had any need for it herself. She rose to the position of second-in-command, and eventually became the leader of the band when her predecessor died of old age.
Then began the war, and soon after that, the dragon crisis. Ulemi quickly realized the threat of the dragons and returned home to Windhelm to protect her kin. Her mercenary company, renown throughout Skyrim, was employed in the service of the city and sent out to defend the outlying regions. During this time her mother caught a sudden fever and died in her sleep while Ulemi was out in the wilderness near Ivarstead tracking the movements of a dragon that had been harassing travelers on the road to the east. When she learned what had happened she immediately left the company and returned home for the funeral. Bad news seldom comes alone, however, and Ulemi got word that in her absence her company had been attacked and destroyed by the dragon they had been tracking. Having been deprived of both family and friends, Ulemi took to the bottle and spent some time in her old home.
One night she had a vision. Azura came to her in her sleep and scolded her for her weakness. She spoke of the virtues of the Dunmer and of Ulemis great responsibility and destiny. She could not waste her days like this. She had to make a difference. As the last descendant of the Nerevarine, she had to right this wrong. Ulemi awoke the following morning with a fire burning in her heart. She would gather a new band of heroes from all across the land, and together they would bring down the plague of the dragons. She started spreading the rumor that an expedition to High Hrothgar was being planned, and that all able and brave men and women should join up. One by one they came until one day the lot of them stood at the foot of the great mountain, ready to begin climbing the seven thousand steps to learn of the Voice from the Greybeards.
Skills
Master One Handed
Adept Block
Apprentice Light Armor
Equipment
- One steel longsword in the Morrowindian fashion.
- One banded iron roundshield.
- Boiled leather armor with fur lining against the cold.
- Clothes, both for indoors and outdoors.
- A backpack with travelling gear, a blanket and a small rolled up tent. |
46,298 | 1,255 | 1 | 2,033 | 3,369 | Surani stood at the base of High Hrothgar, and marveled at its height as she craned her neck upwards to see the impossibly high peak. It was a sight to behold, and it wasn't a sight that many outside of Skyrim would be able to see. She wondered if her mother had come here during her travels? Surely a place as well known as High Hrothgar would be a stop on her journeys? It was a possibility, but there was also the possibility that her mother didn't want to visit such well known places. Still, there was the chance she had come here, and she would love to retrace her mothers footsteps and walk to the summit, if her mother had.
She sighed, however, and returned her eyes to the ground. She had more important things to do right now, like make sure her little secrets weren't found out. She instinctively pulled her hood tighter around her head, and made sure her cloak was wrapped snugly around her body. The sunlight wasn't going to make this journey easy on her, but she was determined to do it. She may not want to be a legendary 'dragon slayer' like the others, but the draw to learn something about these remarkable creatures trumped all of her concerns about this venture.
She looked at the group of people that had decided that slaying dragons was the best way to spend their free time. They were a mixed bunch to be sure. She could see quite a few of the races gathered here, if not all of them. She supposed that meant that was a good thing. Having someone from all races meant their skills would be quite diverse, and they would be able to deal with a good many situations. Against a dragon, it would be a good thing to have such a diverse skill set.
Surani listened as a Dark Elf gave what she thought was a poor attempt at a motivational speech. There wasn't a need to be so grim about it. A little levity could make for much better motivation than doom and gloom and 'By the nine its the end of he world if we don't do something'! She was tempted to say something, but the Dark Elf seemed the sort to take offense to such actions, so she kept quiet. Still, she would try to talk to her later after things had gotten underway. With a final few words, the Dark Elf headed up the mountain. Surani, after checking her equipment one last time followed after her. | Name: Surani Meliane
Race: Breton/Vampire
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Appearance: Surani stands at an average height for a Breton her age. She has rich brown hair, and blue eyes. Unlike most mages, she doesn't wear robes for the simple fact she doesn't like them. She finds them to be too restrictive, and not very comfortable for movement. She has very pale skin, even before she was a vampire she had a pale complexion. The armor she wears, is more or less a modified set of leather armor under a hooded cloak to help her keep warm and try to keep her skin from direct sunlight. She normally wears the hood, except for on cloudy days.
Personality: If anyone can tell you anything about Surani just from spending a few moments with her, is that she's incredibly intelligent. She's a natural at understanding magic, how it works, and how one should be able to apply it in practical use. Surani is incredibly inquisitive and likes learning about anything, which has on more than one occasion has landed her in a heap of trouble. Magic and curiosity can be a bit of a bad combination, especially when you're tampering with dark magic, which she has done on more than one occasion - namely necromancy. That said, she's not one to mess around when she realizes that somethings gone horribly wrong, and won't hesitate to admit she screwed up and try to fix her mistakes...which she has had to do on multiple occasions. Also, she hates robes. They're annoying, and mages would do good to man up and don some light armor.
She's friendly to most, and takes great interest in her travel companions whenever she has them, though she knows when someone would rather be left alone. That doesn't stop her from trying to get to know someone, however. She doesn't mind crowds of people, in fact she enjoys them and doesn't like being alone that often. Travelling alone and without a friend or companion to her, is a huge waste and makes her uneasy.
One must also note, however, that she herself, is a vampire. While she doesn't mind being one, in fact she deems it a great opportunity, she hasn't been one for long, barely even a year. It's a touchy subject for her obviously, and hiding it is her number one priority.
Background: Surani is extremely well traveled, and has seen quite a lot of Tamriel.
Surani was born in Wayrest. Her mother, was an adventurer, and her father a successful merchant who made a profit selling and making enchanted weapons and armors. She didn't know much about her mother, as she didn't come home that often. In fact, she would stay gone for months at a time, only to return for a few days before setting off again. She didn't hold this against her, in fact, she looked up to her mom and thought she was the best thing in the world and wanted to be just like her whenever she was old enough to adventure out on her own. However, one day her mother left without a word, simply leaving a letter addressed to her and her father. It said that she had finally decided to do what she wanted to. Explore every nook and cranny of Tamriel she could find.
If anything, this was Surani's own motivation for learning magic and how to handle a sword, though her talent in the latter leaves much to be desired. At the age of ten, she began to study Conjuration and Destruction magic, quickly grasping the concepts, especially for someone her age and she was considered a prodigy. Eventually, she was the best mage in the whole city and at the age of 16, she told her father she was leaving and that there was nothing he could do to stop her. So, she left, eventually making her way into Hammerfell.
Here, she was beset upon by a bunch of bandits. Though her skill in magic was good, she lacked any sort of means of physical defense. Luckily for her, a redguard adventurer happened to be nearby. While he didn't particularly take apprentices, he taught her the basics of sword play, and they traveled together, for a time. Until one day he decided he had taught her enough to protect herself, and left.
After travelling in Hammerfell for a time, eventually at the age of 18, found her way into Cyrodiil. Here, she learned that mages didn't have to rely solely on robes for protection. An older spellsword took her under his wing after her robes had been destroyed by a pack of wolves. He taught refined her swordplay more, and taught her the basics of Illusion. Unfortunately, before he could teach her more, he died of old age, leaving her a set of enchanted uniquely crafted leather armor. She stayed in Cyrodiil for two years, honing her skills and becoming quite well known for being a skilled adventurer. At the age of 20, though, she decided to leave and head for Black Marsh.
She finally reached the Argonian homeland at the age of 21. There, she learned two things. The basics of necromancy, and Alchemy. Both from a rather shady and grumpy Argonian. He took her in when she was completely lost. He saw her talent with magic and convinced her that she could do things, great things, if she wanted too. All she had to do, was to trust him. From there, he taught her the basics of necromancy, and taught her how to use plants and other ingredients to make potions and poisons. She would have stayed here learning from him much longer, had fate deemed it worthy. Unfortunately, she slipped up in controlling a few undead, They killed the Argonian who taught her, and almost got her too. If she hadn't lucked out and came across a small settlement that had some skilled hunters, she'd likely be dead. They dispatched the undead, and for a time she lived in the village, until they caught onto her practices. Before they could act however, she fled north into Morrowind.
Unfortunately, her time in Morrowind would be anything but a happy time for her. At the age of 23 While making her way towards Skyrim, she stumbled upon a coven of vampires. Though she fought them, eventually she was subdued. Their leader, recognizing her skills offered her a choice. Join them, or be killed. She took the obvious choice, rationalizing that it would be good for her, in the long run. It was, more or less. Her knowledge of necromancy quickly made her the leaders favorite and she further refined her knowledge of the dark art. Despite her being in good standing with the leader, she was never really happy, in fact, the vampires terrified her. So, after staying quiet for some time, she told the undead she had made to attack them, buying her time to escape.
She managed to flee into Skyrim, where she laid low for awhile even with the civil war going on. Soon, she heard of a party of adventurers that wanted to slay dragons. Well, she had never done that before, so why not? It could be very educational....
She also, secretly hopes that one day, she might find her mother in her travels. Chances of that happening aren't likely, however.
Skills
While she does know the basics of sword play, she is not very good at it, and relies on her magic more often than not. She only uses the sword of she can't kill it at range with magic, a sort of last line of defense.
~Magic Skills~
- Expert Conjuration
- Adept Destruction
- Adept Alchemy
- Apprentice Illusion
~Combat Skills~
- Apprentice Light Armor
- Apprentice One-handed
Equipment
- A steel Long Sword.
- A mage staff that casts fireballs.
- A light, modified set of leather armor under a hooded cloak. Enchanted to provide protection against fire. Quite lucky for her, as she's had the armor for years.
- A few Healing and Magicka Potions.
- A pouch filled with Alchemy ingredients.
- A journal filled with notes of her travels, with research notes stuffed into the pages at regular intervals. She regularly writes in it, whenever she can. Do not let her catch you reading this. Aside from the fact that she has necromatic research notes in here, it also reveals she's a vampire. You better swear yourself to secrecy, if not, she will protect herself by any means necessary.
Decided to go ahead and post her~
I can always edit it later. |
46,299 | 1,255 | 2 | 2,049 | 5,496 | The large fur cladded figure that seemed to tower over the rest of the group was rummaging through it's make shift bag, it looking like it was poorly stitched together from a elk's hide, for the third time since they exited the small village of Ivarstead. Tandagh was more than ready for the undoubtedly lengthy journey that would be climbing the infamous seven thousand steps of the massive throat of the world. But one of the first lessons that the Orc had learned when he entered this unnatural existence, that he had long since come use to, was to always be prepared for difficult situations. As he reexamined the three bottles swishing with a thick red liquid Tandagh reassured himself that he would be set for a few days if this trip took longer than expected.
Tandagh closed his bag as he heard the small Dunmer, who was the apparently the one who got the group all together in the first place, speak up from the front of the group. In all honestly the girl's words rang rather hollow for the Orc. Tandagh knew exactly why he had join the group, why he was risking exposing himself, why he was journeying to this old Nordic temple to learn this ancient magic. Not because of honor or for the greater good of others, but because of the rage and the craving of revenge towards those flying lizards he had burning inside of him. Tandagh pulled the bear skin that was wrapped around him a bit tighter as he let out a low grunt before he began to follow after the others up the mountain. | Name: Tandagh gro-Orsinium
Race: Orsimer, Vampire
Gender: Male
Age: 106
Appearance: Tandagh is a staggering 6'6 in height with a warriors body build. His skin is a pale green color and is racked with countless scars. His hair is long and matted dreads and are a near ebony black color. His eyes are a dark bronze color, they seem to glow in the dark.
Personality: Tandagh is a gruff mer, wanting to get to the point of things as quickly as possible, and hates the very idea of putting off a task that could be done now. He would never speak if he didn't have to, leading to long journeys with him to be in utter silence, but when he does he always seems to be annoyed and rather blunt, simply not carrying of anyone's feelings. As you'd expect from a Orc, Tandagh has a short fuse and once it is lit the explosion tends to lead to bloody walls and broken bones. Unlike most of his kind Tandagh doesn't boast of his abilities, in fact he has quite the disdain for people who do. He would rather prove his power through action than talk about it. He finds fights to be more relaxing than actually trying to relax, making down time one of the most annoying concepts to him. He has two odd traits for an Orc, the first being his hatred for alcohol, seeing it as something that does nothing but dull one's skills. The second is his love for bards and their music, he has gone as far to learn how to play the lute though he'd sooner crack someone's skull than admit it.
Background: Tandagh was born into the province of Orsinium to two black smiths as parents. Like other Orsimers he was trained in the art of smithing by his mother, though he never found any real joy in the act. It wasn't until his thirteenth birthday and he got into his first fight, with another young Orc who made the mistake of insulting his mother, that he discovered his love of besting a foe. So he set forth, like many other Orcs, to becoming a incredible warrior. He spent years training with his One-armed skills, namely with axes, to the point he could best most. It wasn't until he was twenty-five that his true life would start, or rather unlife. A Bosmer bard by the name of Allaina had come to Orsinium on her way to to Skyrim. Tandagh had found himself falling for her and quickly made it a goal to go out of his way to impress her. The young Orc had achieved his quest in getting the wood elf's attention through a series of fights with other Orcs, offerings of jewelry he crafted at the forge, and his seeming undying interest in her music. The night he thought he would finally "bed" her she told him that she thought him to be interesting and placed the kiss on his neck that ended his life. Yes Allaina was indeed a vampire and Tandagh had seemed to impress her enough to turn him. After which the two left Orsinium and traveled all over Tamriel for decades, Allaina teaching Tandagh both how to play the lute and how to use illusion spells to bend the minds of others. It was when the dragon crises arose that problems started. Allaina was killed by a dragon, sending Tandagh into a boiling rage. He then set out to get revenge for his lover and creator by slaughtering as many dragons as he could.
Skills:
-Expert: One-Handed
-Adept: Light Armor
-Adept: Smithing
-Adept: Illusion
-Apprentice: Block
Equipment:
-A set of black fur armor
-Two Orcish axes.
-A bear hide he uses as a sleeping mat, though he uses it as a coat when it is to cold.
-Clothes he wears when not in armor. (see picture)
-A forge hammer
-A old lute that he keeps hidden away and lets no one touch |
46,300 | 1,255 | 3 | 872 | 27 | Bjornwulf stood at the base of the mountain, feeling the cold, wet wind distinctive of snow blow down the mountain. He couldn't even see the temple high above him and the small group gathered there with him. He looked around silently as his new companions. His blue-gray eyes were stoic and serene, belying his nervousness. This was such a first for him. His gaze fixed curiously on Ulemi. Why had he agreed to follow little Dunmer? He wasn't sure if he was up to the task. If they had only needed a smith, then sure. But to fight? However, he did agree that the cause was just and valiant. He nodded his head. This was indeed the best thing to do for all of Skrim. Mother and Greta would worry, but Father would be proud. This was for them, too. He was brought out of thoughts when Ulemi spoke.
Bjorn listened intently as she gave them all a short pep-talk. It brought a small small to his lips. She was quite the motivator. It was rather adorable. He paused in his thoughts and almost laughed. Adorable? She was probably at least twice his age. Did he really see himself as that old? Sometimes it felt like it. The Breton next to him was most definitely his age, but something about her seemed more ageless. Ageless? That was nothing compared to the dragons. He sighed. He was still getting used to the idea that dragons were real at all. Now I aim to defeat one? O great Zenithar, strengthen my resolve like my steel. May our hearts burn like your Eternal Forge.
The two adventuresses moved to start up the mountain. Bjorn did a mental double-check to make sure that he had everything he needed before setting off. He walked until he reached the bottom of the 7,000 Steps. He was immediately glad that he had decided to sell most of his ore and miscellaneous items. The climb would be hard enough without them. He braced himself against the cold, glad for the thick padding under his armor. There was no going back now. | Name: Bjornwulf Doom-Bringer
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: He has close-cut, sandy blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. He stand at 6'1", and weighs around 225 lbs. He has broad shoulders, and is largely muscle.
Personality: He is a quiet, though friendly sort of guy. His real love is his smithing, not training or fighting. He is fiercely devoted to his chosen god, Zenithar. That being said, he is also staunchly loyal to his friends and companions. He really is not one to get involved being cautious and thoughtful by nature. Overly rash, reckless people bother him. He thinks that such behavior leads to unnecessary collateral damage.
Background: He was born in Dragonsbridge, but left it early on in childhood. He was raised by a smith in Markarth he was apprenticed to once his family discovered his love for metal working. His mother, father and sister live there still. He visits as often as he can. After the death of his master, he took up with a band of mercenaries who prized his smithing abilities. Some time after the dragon crises began, he left the band when the old leader stepped down and the young man who took over began to be more into being a raiding band.
Skills:
Block- Apprentice
Enchanting- Apprentice
Heavy Armor- Adept
One Handed- Adept
Smithing- Expert
Lockpicking- Apprentice
Equipment
He prefers steel. Steel armor, steel shin boots, steel helmet, and steel Nordic gauntlets. Steel sword and shield. Carries a set of clothes and a pair of boots. A traveler's bag and assorted gear. Zenithar Amulet. |
46,301 | 1,255 | 4 | 309 | 452 | Jorn stood at the base of that great mountain. His eyes looking up fallowing the seven thousand steps as far as he could. Climbing those great steps was always something he planned on doing in life. Making the pilgrimage to High Hrothgar, though he saw it with far less people manly just himself. But nine always have plans of there own, not to speak of course of Hircene, though he tends to care less about such matters and only on the hunt. So there he stood, feeling that brisk cold air as he smiled wolfishly, that wind was Refreshing, he was Nord, raised in the cold mountain of Haafinger. It also didn't hurt that his blood burned with the fury of the beast with in. He looked about as his armor was lined with only a think lair of wolf fur, nothing compared to the furs people had bundled around them.
Soon though that Dunmer spoke, he had no real issues with the Dunmer, his family having traveled to Morrowind, and he took a trip there as a child and he was still amazed by those large slit styrders and those big floating netches. But that was an adventure for later. For now he listened to her short speech, smiling as his eyes looked out shimmering some as they reflected light some, not enough for anyone to really notice unless they really looked in to his eyes. "well Then! Greatness awaits us! Onward we go to feast and mead that would make those in sovngrade envious!" he announced rather loudly as he took his first step forward.
Only now did he really look around at the diverse group. Diverse was good, it was strong and it meant they were able to fight different ways. He stopped at the first step setting his foot on it then pushing up and forward to the next, and with those steps his newest adventure began. | Name: Jorn(Yorn) Red-fang
Race: Nord
Gender: Male/Werewolf
Age: 28
Personality: Loud, boisterous and always ready for a good drink. In many ways he is your typical Nord, loving a good fight fallowing with a hearty meal and mead. Singing and dancing of exaggerated battles. That is the face you see, but in battle he is ruthless, his eyes gleaming with the blood lust of his inner wolf. Though he isn't losing control he simply loves battle and never feels more at home then when in a good fight.
Background: Jorn is a full breed in every since of the word. His parents full Nords. His family is a line of accomplished warriors, many of them joining the companions and fighting along side shield brother. Another reason they are so drawn to the companions is they like to stay near there own kind as the Red-Fangs are a family of werewolves. Something obviously kept hidden from the world as they keep there numbers low, Jorn having only a sister and a few cousins. Though they own a large sized estate in the north to the west of Solitude in the Haafingar it is secluded giving them the privacy they like and also rarely lived in. Most of the family across all of Tamriel looking for adventure, working this job or that as they only get together once every few years at the estate to catch up on things, and bring any new family to be blessed by Hercine.
Jorn like most of his family joined the Companions guild at a relatively young age and trained with them. Going on adventures with them, as well as the occasional hunt at night. Soon he was off adventuring on his own, and then the war started. Though for the most part he didn't pick a side, He slightly agreed with both. He had no desire to see the Aldmari Dominion acting as they did in his own land, and thought it was time to break free of the crumbling empire. But at the same time he couldn't get behind the "Nord only" philosophy of the strom cloaks. Sure he believed the nords should rule Skyrim, but at the same time his family has been well traveled and sees only value in allowing other races to live freely in Skryim. Becasue of this he has gotten into several bar room brawls with both sides. So he stayed out of the war seeing as at the end of the day for him it was only choosing which side you hate the least.
Though there was much more going on then just the war to keep him occupied with the return of the dragons, and this dragonbon. At least that was a cause he could get behind. The slaying of dragons, He soon heard rumors of a group forming to take down this dragon threat now that the dragonborn seemed to have disappeared. And soon he would be slaying dragons, and fetching a pretty septiem Though he wasn't as callus to charge people to save there lives, he was more then willing to sell the spoils that came with killing dragon and if they felt the need to pay him, well then who was he to stop them?
Skills
Expert Twohanded
Adept Heavy armor
Adept Smithing
Adept block
Apprentice speech
Equipment
Skyforge Steel great sword(Superior)
Wolf Armor(superior)
Bedroll
A amulet of Night eye(payment for helping a Khajit Caravan)
10 Health/Stamina potions
Various nick knacks he finds laying around.
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