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Dead topic.

Randy tried to be at ease and more relaxed but in all honesty it was not working out very well. He continued to feel a rhythmic beat inside his stomach and continued to have an odd feeling or thought that he was puffing out with slight panic or worry. He began fiddling with the button once more, but in more of an unconscious manner. He muttered briefly to himself and glancing away. “Probably would have set the whole ship on fire if I even attempted a line or another..” He let out a nervous chuckle and focused back toward the ‘man’ that he knew and that title was there for a single reason or so. “Doing fine as always, think today has been one of the busiest for a while now.” His fiddling with said button began to pick up in pacing. “Making, do..” He glanced down at the floor. “Bomb?” He seemed, surprised about the mention of such. “Oh, yes, well, kind of the occupation..” He chuckled a bit at the request of holding the ship together. Before attention was turned elsewhere.

He looked over to unassumingly a merchant, for a brief moment. He was going to mention how some of the products mentioned might be helpful in certain situations before he was looked upon in a weird way. For a brief moment he assumed there was something on his face, or that his overalls had fallen down completely, with another button not working properly as it should. Another had come along and presented a ring to the ‘man’ or Randy’s boss more like, accompanied by a doll. They mentioned something like privacy but it did not seem like such was going to arrive and they took off after some kind of debate of guilt and innocence between the group.

Randy was not entirely sure if he should stay or go. He definitely did not want to go and leave at the moment as was likely shown by his standing still and silent for the most part. Although his understanding for the reason behind such was not clearly written. Whether it was for better or for not was also blurry at the moment but it mostly seemed like standing around was the option being stuck to.

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

out of curiosity is this going to go by a post order or no?

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

The day was started, and it seemed almost like many others. Surviving school that had to be done. After that, perhaps just helping and hanging around.Breakfast, was somewhat forced and chowed down on the way. Which was just a small sandwich, and some other various snacks that were put together and eaten at home before leaving. A light and cheerful tune from a cartoon show was hummed along the way. The cartoon was mostly about a group of people that got sent away into cyberspace in order to fight monsters with, monsters. The tune was practically a classic with how catchy and memorable it was.

The bicycle ride had been a bit relaxing as always. A good way to start a perfect day, was the optimistic way of looking at it. Seeing as, it was nearly how everyday was started, unless it was spent at home. Doruk made his way up to ViewFront Academy on his bike, and rang the bell ahead of time just in case anyone wasn’t paying attention to his riding through. Glancing around as he approached and looking for any empty spots for him to place and lock up his bike for the school day. His backpack had felt, oddly heavier today, probably just brought some extra books or something with him. No point in turning back now anyways.

Dead topic.

Randy had made his way down into the engine works from where he had originally stepped out from to being with. He pressed his hands up against his cheeks somewhat and took in a deep breath in order to calm down from the previous awkwardness presented by encountering the captain of the ship that was above. He hoped the message had been received and had gotten to the captain clear enough. He seemed unsure on what he had actually said the captain up above, what was it exactly? His mind fluttered and briefly panicked about something so small as he continued into the engine works of the ship. Whatever it was, it was quite too late now to go back and correct it or pop up and say something yet again. The captain, did seem busied and worried, though not overly so probably just the right amount that Cap’ should have been. Randy’s mind continued to flutter about and his nose twitched somewhat at something but this had not been something of full awareness or at least not at this very moment.

He needed to calm down, even if it ‘twas only to calm down by just a little from his current state of mind. He bit down on his left cheek and tried fiddling with the misbehaving button from earlier but that seemed practically useless in effect as he continued about the innards of the ship. Dragging along the wrench and trying to immediately board up any and every hole in the hull he could find with some material that would hopefully be found inside the supply closets or rooms themselves that were around the ship. The work of trying to run and complete repairs and actually having some work to accomplish was actually quite effective way of calming down. He was even feeling less weird for a few seconds.

For the sake of it and a bit of silliness and a bit of a daydream he tried making something up along the way. Most of it was muttering to himself aloud. Not being very conscious of it. “Twas the night that the stars aligned had I met you out upon the grassy plains. The wind called and whistled to thine ear that the time of destiny and determination was upon us. For the river of time would flow ever onward and many a trial shall standeth in our path. The journey to be undertaken will be like the carver’s knife against our skin and so-“ He was in the middle of making a large upward sweeping gesture with his left arm to exaggerate what he was saying, when someone was upon him.

Should have noticed them for miles away. It was especially awkward being caught messing around and making up some nonsense lines or words with no real point besides distraction and entertainment. He really should escape the confines of his mind more often instead of delving further into them and messing around. He set both of his arms down and his back facing toward the one who had asked about Randy’s current career position. He felt like there was something beating at a fast pace inside of his stomach as if it was a drum. He also felt like he was puffing out a little, but surely that was only his imagination. He took a moment, of slight internal screaming though the reason and emotion of such was, unclear. He looked over his shoulder to the one who had come to the lower plains inside the ship. “…It is fine.” Were the words that were barely squeezed out of his throat to answer the question asked.

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

how's stuff?

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

Doruk Victor

Name: Doruk Aydin Victor
Age: Fifteen
Appearance:

Terrible Appearance

Around 6'1" and 210 pounds roghly

Fighting Style: Do what can be done and take some if you have to. If able to avoid, do just that! Doruk’s current weapon requires getting up close and having to adjust during the fight. While his abilities are mostly defensively or evasively based.

Magic:
Doruk’s Magic is Shadow based. So far there is only a few capabilities of it.

Tacet: This refers to one main and sub-ability. The main ability of this is to cloak himself and whomever his arms can manage to wrap around in a shadow which becomes simply a plain and empty appearing space afterward. Those in this ability cannot be detected by any form not sound, psychic ability, light, or even touch . It works for as long as Doruk can hold his breath. Magical Damage can still be done during this period, otherwise physical contact seems to go right through without damage or resistance.

The sub-ability which mainly effects Doruk and his mind is that any psychic contact or attempt to delve in or search into his mind, will be met with complete silence from it and after longer attempts may even lure those in.

Amoroso: The way this power is processed and used is similar to that of Tacet. Instead holding breath it is exchanged for holding a note and lasting the duration the note is held, with an after effect. In this case a shadow beast (it looks like a cutesy child’s drawing of a monster) of sorts surrounds Doruk and whomever in close physical contact with him. It can move about and even run although quite slow. The ‘hide’ of it or the shadow portion which covers and hides those and things within is stronger than steel in comparison. Once, the note is released so is the beast shadow and darkness bursting out and possibly blinding those in a twelve foot radius for a brief period of time.
Fun Fact: In both use of abilities, those who are shrouded in it may feel an odd comfort similar to being wrapped in blankets on a winter’s morning and getting to stay in bed instead of waking and getting up.

Weapon: Axe
Advantages: Doruk is better up close and his abilities may help in a pinch of danger arising.
Disadvantages: Doruk is, pretty much useless as a long or mid-range attacker (unless he throws his only weapon, not a good idea by the way). His abilities aren’t best used for offense and most have a very small frame of use.

Personality:
Doruk is often a cheerful and somewhat easily attached fella. Often look at most scenarios as something to be cheerful about or something that is not an particular issue and can fixed or solved as easily as anything else. Along with his cheerfulness came an odd wanting to spread it and help others out or better understand them in some way or another, even the more sour or more difficult types out there. It seems he’ll latch on and try to stick with and help them the best that he can and in the best way he knows how at the moment.

Constantly having a cheerful and sometimes silly outlook upon things while becoming attached to many. Often this leads him to helping, working or volunteering to do something or another and more often than not he is quite happy to try and do so with everything he can, pushing all into it just to help put the books away, help a ‘friend’ (to him this means a lot of people he may have just met) pick a topic and research it for their paper, or perhaps pull some weeds and help cut down some trees to make way in the garden or in the park for a bench.

While this enthusiasm and motivation is shown in his collaborative and help of others it is rarely seen in his own. Most of his down time, is spent avoiding doing the work for the most part or trying to find some form of motivation to get it done instead of hiding from it. Usually he has to force himself to attack the work at some secret angle or with some trick to sneaking up upon it and cutting down the work into pieces. The struggle to find self-motivation can be a hard one from time to time.

History:
Doruk for the most part lived a simple life as a part of a middle class family. He has a big sister named Dilay and two loving parents. His mom is a software developer currently freelance and is planning to start up her own company, she said it would be done by this year actually. His dad actually used to be a cab driver, but now he’s instead more of an online personality who focuses on politics often in a more pro joking stance rather than satirical unless it came to the worst of politicians but even then he rarely made a minute or two segment on it as to not sound bitter toward said politicians.

For most of his younger life he was homeschooled. Often he leaned toward watching orchestras on television rather than family sitcoms. Although Saturday night cartoons were and are still cool, now and forever! That was partially a promise made to his bigger sister who turned sixteen this year and is out to find work, instead of going to college. The parents were somewhat worried but fine with the choice that was made.

Times were eventually getting tighter and tighter and more things were going on in the family’s lives as things progressed. As the parent’s went to their current careers and tried to expand and improve upon them, while Doruk and his sister had begun picking up some hobbies. Doruk had begun playing Violin, his sister the lute (She thought it was cool but has sense moved onto the electrical guitar). Seeing as less and less time was available for homeschooling the parents tried cramming as much as they could in, inside of smaller amounts of time. Soon, they all knew that they would have to give up and instead they tried enrolling Doruk into a highschool that they thought was best suited for their child. Which happened to be Viewfront Academy both because of the quality of education there and it wasn’t far off.

Doruk took some enrollment test with the idea it would be helping his family out and skipped ahead quite a few grades. This year, is actually his last.

Likes: Bikes, singing, doodling, wind chimes, burgers, sweets, weasels, bunnies, ring toss, volunteer work, television catchy or peaceful tunes… lots of stuff
Dislikes: being alone, tornadoes, being left behind on one of his television shows and completely forgetting where he last was and having to be careful to avoid spoilers

Personal Strengths: Singing in Countertenor, Violin, strength
Personal Weaknesses: Lack of self-motivation, quickly attaches onto and is attracted to other people, lack of self-application

Other: Affectionate a times, rides a bike with a bell on it, axe was a reward from a neighbor for labor and constant work

(think that's about it, decided to omit the other form idea, because well.. didn't seem necessary, sorry in advance)

The Front Row (Play as Yourself)

I'm looking at this a bit, although I'll need sometime to think about and balance somethings. Guess it just felt like a good idea to mention my interest and in the case of being weird for the hell of it: Remember, I'm watching.. xD

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

Doruk Victor

Name: Doruk Aydin Victor
Age: Fifteen
Appearance:

Terrible Appearance

Around 6'1" and 210 pounds roghly

Fighting Style: Do what can be done and take some if you have to. If able to avoid, do just that! Doruk’s current weapon requires getting up close and having to adjust during the fight. While his abilities are mostly defensively or evasively based.

Magic:
Doruk’s Magic is Shadow based. So far there is only a few capabilities of it.

Tacet: This refers to one main and sub-ability. The main ability of this is to cloak himself and whomever his arms can manage to wrap around in a shadow which becomes simply a plain and empty appearing space afterward. Those in this ability cannot be detected by any form not sound, psychic ability, light, or even touch . It works for as long as Doruk can hold his breath. Magical Damage can still be done during this period, otherwise physical contact seems to go right through without damage or resistance.

The sub-ability which mainly effects Doruk and his mind is that any psychic contact or attempt to delve in or search into his mind, will be met with complete silence from it and after longer attempts may even lure those in.

Amoroso: The way this power is processed and used is similar to that of Tacet. Instead holding breath it is exchanged for holding a note and lasting the duration the note is held, with an after effect. In this case a shadow beast (it looks like a cutesy child’s drawing of a monster) of sorts surrounds Doruk and whomever in close physical contact with him. It can move about and even run although quite slow. The ‘hide’ of it or the shadow portion which covers and hides those and things within is stronger than steel in comparison. Once, the note is released so is the beast shadow and darkness bursting out and possibly blinding those in a twelve foot radius for a brief period of time.
Fun Fact: In both use of abilities, those who are shrouded in it may feel an odd comfort similar to being wrapped in blankets on a winter’s morning and getting to stay in bed instead of waking and getting up.

Weapon: Axe
Advantages: Doruk is better up close and his abilities may help in a pinch of danger arising.
Disadvantages: Doruk is, pretty much useless as a long or mid-range attacker (unless he throws his only weapon, not a good idea by the way). His abilities aren’t best used for offense and most have a very small frame of use.

Personality:
Doruk is often a cheerful and somewhat easily attached fella. Often look at most scenarios as something to be cheerful about or something that is not an particular issue and can fixed or solved as easily as anything else. Along with his cheerfulness came an odd wanting to spread it and help others out or better understand them in some way or another, even the more sour or more difficult types out there. It seems he’ll latch on and try to stick with and help them the best that he can and in the best way he knows how at the moment.

Constantly having a cheerful and sometimes silly outlook upon things while becoming attached to many. Often this leads him to helping, working or volunteering to do something or another and more often than not he is quite happy to try and do so with everything he can, pushing all into it just to help put the books away, help a ‘friend’ (to him this means a lot of people he may have just met) pick a topic and research it for their paper, or perhaps pull some weeds and help cut down some trees to make way in the garden or in the park for a bench.

While this enthusiasm and motivation is shown in his collaborative and help of others it is rarely seen in his own. Most of his down time, is spent avoiding doing the work for the most part or trying to find some form of motivation to get it done instead of hiding from it. Usually he has to force himself to attack the work at some secret angle or with some trick to sneaking up upon it and cutting down the work into pieces. The struggle to find self-motivation can be a hard one from time to time.

History:
Doruk for the most part lived a simple life as a part of a middle class family. He has a big sister named Dilay and two loving parents. His mom is a software developer currently freelance and is planning to start up her own company, she said it would be done by this year actually. His dad actually used to be a cab driver, but now he’s instead more of an online personality who focuses on politics often in a more pro joking stance rather than satirical unless it came to the worst of politicians but even then he rarely made a minute or two segment on it as to not sound bitter toward said politicians.

For most of his younger life he was homeschooled. Often he leaned toward watching orchestras on television rather than family sitcoms. Although Saturday night cartoons were and are still cool, now and forever! That was partially a promise made to his bigger sister who turned sixteen this year and is out to find work, instead of going to college. The parents were somewhat worried but fine with the choice that was made.

Times were eventually getting tighter and tighter and more things were going on in the family’s lives as things progressed. As the parent’s went to their current careers and tried to expand and improve upon them, while Doruk and his sister had begun picking up some hobbies. Doruk had begun playing Violin, his sister the lute (She thought it was cool but has sense moved onto the electrical guitar). Seeing as less and less time was available for homeschooling the parents tried cramming as much as they could in, inside of smaller amounts of time. Soon, they all knew that they would have to give up and instead they tried enrolling Doruk into a highschool that they thought was best suited for their child. Which happened to be Viewfront Academy both because of the quality of education there and it wasn’t far off.

Doruk took some enrollment test with the idea it would be helping his family out and skipped ahead quite a few grades. This year, is actually his last.

Likes: Bikes, singing, doodling, wind chimes, burgers, sweets, weasels, bunnies, ring toss, volunteer work, television catchy or peaceful tunes… lots of stuff
Dislikes: being alone, tornadoes, being left behind on one of his television shows and completely forgetting where he last was and having to be careful to avoid spoilers

Personal Strengths: Singing in Countertenor, Violin, strength
Personal Weaknesses: Lack of self-motivation, quickly attaches onto and is attracted to other people, lack of self-application

Other: Affectionate a times, rides a bike with a bell on it, axe was a reward from a neighbor for labor and constant work

(think that's about it, decided to omit the other form idea, because well.. didn't seem necessary, sorry in advance)

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

Sorry I'm taking so long, I'm doing terrible on the appearance side of things x3x

Viewfront Academy: School for the gifted.

As long as there's some similarity, and they remain mostly human, it should be fine.

@chukklehed

Alright, thanks. I have gotten most of it out of the way, I think now all that is left is appearance. Which is usually the first thing I get done oddly, off to the board!