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Dr. Nidhogg's Academy of Dragonology

Jaxon Telmire

Name: Jaxon 'Jax' Alexander Telmire
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Physical Appearance:
In-Depth Appearance: Jax has blonde hair that is usually greased up and swept to one side. His skin isn't pale, but it has a nice tan color to it, making his eyes blue eyes stand out. You can usually find him in his leather jacket, but if it's too hot he'll just wear a tank-top or a T-Shirt. He has muscular arms, but his leather jacket tends to hide them.

Personality: Jax is a nice guy, but he comes off as a bit of a 'bad boy'. His biker gang style, his lack of paying attention in classes, and most of all his way with the ladies. It's not uncommon for him to have his arm around a different girl each week, and isn't really one to commit to a relationship for more than a month or two. Not that he's not committed to anything in general. If sets his mind to something he'll do it, if he wants something bad, he'll find a way to get it. It's these aspects that make him a leader among his peers. Of course he has his flaws. While he is committed to the things he wants to be, it makes him a bit stubborn, and sometimes he doesn't know when to stop.

Hobbies: Drawing - Even though it's unexpected, it's something he really likes to do in his free time, and sometimes he looks forward to the end of classes just to pick up a pencil and letting his imagination flow.

Swimming - He loves the beach, and finds swimming a good way to relax and unwind after a long day.
Extra: Has a small fear of Solitude. Friends is something he needs in his life. He already lost his family, and friends are the only thing he has left.

Dr. Nidhogg's Academy of Dragonology

Jaxon Telmire

Name: Jaxon 'Jax' Alexander Telmire
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Physical Appearance:
In-Depth Appearance: Jax has blonde hair that is usually greased up and swept to one side. His skin isn't pale, but it has a nice tan color to it, making his eyes blue eyes stand out. You can usually find him in his leather jacket, but if it's too hot he'll just wear a tank-top or a T-Shirt. He has muscular arms, but his leather jacket tends to hide them.

Personality: Jax is a nice guy, but he comes off as a bit of a 'bad boy'. His biker gang style, his lack of paying attention in classes, and most of all his way with the ladies. It's not uncommon for him to have his arm around a different girl each week, and isn't really one to commit to a relationship for more than a month or two. Not that he's not committed to anything in general. If sets his mind to something he'll do it, if he wants something bad, he'll find a way to get it. It's these aspects that make him a leader among his peers. Of course he has his flaws. While he is committed to the things he wants to be, it makes him a bit stubborn, and sometimes he doesn't know when to stop.

Hobbies: Drawing - Even though it's unexpected, it's something he really likes to do in his free time, and sometimes he looks forward to the end of classes just to pick up a pencil and letting his imagination flow.

Swimming - He loves the beach, and finds swimming a good way to relax and unwind after a long day.
Extra: Has a small fear of Solitude. Friends is something he needs in his life. He already lost his family, and friends are the only thing he has left.

L.U.M.O.S - Harry Potter based RP

Don't think so, sadly :(

Free Winds

Hell yea... I'm up

Stranded - Open Ocean

Jaxon Nyle Ronero
9:30 PM, The Big Island

It was night. The cold air whipped and slashed at Jaxon's face. He opened his eyes and looked up at the night sky. If his leg didn't hurt like hell and the plane he was on just crashed, this would have been pretty amazing, but considering the things just stated did happen, he didn't really have time to take in the beauty of it. He tried to sit up but he fumbled back onto the ground. He finally sat up and put his hand on the back of his neck, trying to brush the sand off. He slowly lifted up the left leg of his pants to try and see if he could spot anything visible that was causing the pain. He could barely see but in the faint moonlight he could make out darker colored sking around his knee, and it felt more raw than the rest of his leg.

Weakly, he tried standing up, using a nearby Palm Tree trunk to support himself. He could look out into the darkness and see the faint outline of small waves lapping onto the shore. The wind had calmed down and turned into a gentle nighttime breeze. He knew there were more people on the plane still alive, but he didn't have the energy, or the strength to go looking for them. He inched his way over to a smaller tree with palm frawns lower to the ground that he could take cover in. It wasn't much but it should be able to do for the night. That's when he heard it. The rustle in the bushes just outside the small forest. His hands reached around on the sandy ground for something he could use and he found a slender stick. It was slender but sturdy, maybe once it was daytime, if he even made it through night, he could use it as a walking stick to keep himself up with.

The rustling got closer and closer, he now heard the footsteps in the sand until they were right in front of him. He took a wild swing into the darkness and felt the stick connect with something, followed by a whimper. Jaxon pushed himself up with the stick over to the limp body. He recognized the animal. It was Shiloh, one of the other passengers dogs. He sighed and sat next to the dead dog. He laid down on the sand, looking up at the stars once more, until he faded into sleep.

8:10 AM, The Big Island

Had woke up with a start, thinking he had been awoken by a terrible dream, only to find that it was a reality. He stood up with his stick and limped toward the shore, which wasn't that far away. After a good five minutes he reached the place where the crystal clear water met the sand. Out, not that far in the distance he though he could see something, a submerged boat, but with his leg, and the dangers that may or may not lurk in the depths below, dry land would be the best bet for now. Jax walked along the shore, collecting sticks and driftwood, and surprisingly there wasn't much. He looked back to find the place where he had killed Shiloh not in sight. Instead he saw something that startled him.

Across the way, down the shore, he thought he could spot someone lying in the sand (@Akayaofthemoon). He limped faster with his two pieces of driftwood and three sticks under his right arm. He only hoped what he saw was true.

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@SomewhatAverage Ok, no problem :) Not that big of a deal, except it will be of a slight disadvantage to you as you won't have some of the basic tools when everyone else does.

@Akayaofthemoon Yeah, I've actually quit some RPs because it's pretty clear people are Godmodding and yet the GM does nothing about it.

Stranded - Open Ocean

The IC post was just a 'PLEASE NOTE'. Pleeeeaaaase read it. I'm working on the actual IC right now.

Stranded - Open Ocean

PLEASE NOTE:

This game is going to (almost) be 100% REALISTIC. In other words, I don't want you building a castle out of sticks and one rock,'or jets that have no parts needed for an engine and sticks for wings (dear god the experiences I've had with those kind of people). Of course I want you to use your imagination, but not the, 'I have one stick, I can turn that into a car' type of imagination. If you're going to build a spear, take the time to write out a post explaining how you smoothed the rock to a spear point, explaining how you tied it with sturdy plant fibers to a wooden shaft, and how you got all of the materials to construct the spear. No, I don't want this RP to be like a job for you, but with it being so easy to Godmod in this type of RP, I need things to be as realistic as possible. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Actual IC post expected within the hour.

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@Xandrya@ClocktowerEchos@Fubsy Still with us?

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@Aletheias'Sad to see you wont be joining us. Hope to see you around sometime.

@Stekkmen Accepted, move him over :)