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2 mos ago
Current It's been three years since we lost Polymorpheus, a dear friend. It's felt like a lot longer, that time. I still think about Poly every so often, and how I miss them so very much. I won't forget them.
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2 mos ago
I like attention.
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6 mos ago
Tomorrow is post day. How unfortunate.
7 mos ago
I lost.
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7 mos ago
@LongSwordMain I can fix that, if you wish.
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Bio

uhhhh, hi there

I am here and I sorta exist so yes this is my ‘bio’ and it will probably be rather brief and suck and be sloppy, just like me.
So, without further ado..

stuff about me

Most people call me Barti or Bart as well as a few other things since it’s just easier or meaner than the actual thing - I invite you to do so as well.

I’m a 23-year-old (bday June 20th!) Texan who enjoys thunderstorms and rain far too much, and likes anime, running, metal music, and copious amounts of DRUGS candy, among many other cool things - like DnD and MTG.

I enjoy group rps as well as 1x1s. For groups I have what I think is a decent array of interests, most of it being profusely weeb-y. I like Fantasystuffs (Modern especially), supernatural themes, pretty much all Japanese stuff - including historically accurate settings - as well as general dark/grim themes, comedic slice of life trash, academy rps, unique plots, etc. etc. As for 1x1s I pretty much do romance, but I can do non-romantic stuff too if you give me something to work with xP
The only genre I find myself not entirely comfortable with is really sci-fi stuff, but, if the plot/idea catches me enough it can hold my interest. Oh, and my writing level is high casual to low advanced.

I’m a sarcastic, snarky, bipolar-depressed, degenerate garbage can, but generally people seem to like me (I don’t know why in the hot hell you would) - but if you would also like to be my friendo lemme know.
I don’t bite.
Usually owo xd rawr

welppp...I guess that’s okay for now
thanks for reading, you potatoes

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Aram hadn't been with the Vigilantes for long. But what he did learn, mostly from other people's advice, was that King was usually right. Hopefully he was right. For the news he gave wasn't the greatest.

First off, they were broke. Apparently they had spent on their money on...candles. Well, at least it was for a good cause. A church. Aram wasn't religious himself, he believed strictly in the sciences. However, he put credit to the opinion that people could believe in whatever they wanted. Who was he to reject their way of life? Anyways, churches helped people. He respected that.

He listened from a pew that was more towards the middle of the congregation area, to the left of the entrance.

One thing that worried him about King's announcement was one word. Ghosts. Technically, if Ghosts were to exist, they would have no mass. But that wasn't scientifically possible..was it? He didn't put much credit in ghosts but...he had seen some weird stuff. Hopefully there would be some scientific explanation. He didn't really like fighting things he couldn't touch..it freaked him out.

"So...how exactly do we get these ghosts? Unless you want to throw some salt at them and try to punch them while they're not looking?" That was Ria. Aram didn't know what to think of Ria, completely. On one hand, she was kinda rude. On the other, she seemed somewhat truthful. But what creeped him out the most was when she looked at him. He felt like he couldn't make a move without her somehow knowing. Something about her gaze..

"I-i have some salt!" he shouted down the aisles, throwing his right arm up into the air, and standing from his seat. "You can borrow some if you want!" he exclaimed.


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As soon as Samoth stepped foot onto the threshold of the building's double-spaced doorway, his Telepathic connection blurred slightly. His brow furrowed.
"There are many entities here." he said, slowly scanning what part of the lobby he could see.

He looked down and to his side at the much smaller Cyan as he asked him a question. "So I know you have some magic-stopping type power, do you think that would work on the ghosts?" Was he nervous? Probably. There would be a decent amount of entities in this proximity.

"If you're wondering if you'll get hurt in here...I doubt it." he said, slightly less harsh than normally. He heard a slight scraping as his companion picked up a detached chair-limb. "And you probably won't need that." he let out a miniscule smirk at Cyan's attempt to arm himself. As he did so, he turned his head towards his left, away from the boy.

"But to answer your question. Yes. My power allows me to touch incorporeal beings..disperse them, even. Imps will take a little more effort, but still..of little relevance."

Samoth paused mid-step as a short gust, and a familiar voice hit the back of his head. ”D’ya guys mind taking the North Eastern section?”

Samoth slightly nodded, his jaw tight. And then Cassius dashed off. "Come, Cyan. Take it slow and stay close to me. Tell me if you see anything suspicious." he ordered, lightly.

They would take a slow pace until the rest of the group was through the threshold, then they would start clearing rooms in their section of the first floor.
Samoth watched as Andreim raised his arm suddenly and shouted out his wishes to be Liselotte's partner. He saw it as a wise choice, though he didn't think it was wisdom that brought the other male to the conclusion. He seemed to have an odd fixation with her..

"Yes, good thinking, Andreim. Lady Liselotte can protect you from getting yourself hurt in there. Wise choice. he said. He chuckled, on the inside. He looked to his right, down to Cyan. He didn't ever really prove himself as much of a fighter, but Samoth didn't blame him for that. He couldn't help it.
"You can come with my Cyan, if you like." his words were sharp, sentences ending abruptly. Ending as suddenly as they started.

He looked to his left, eyeing the two that arrived first. "And I suppose our "Fire Team" won't have any objections to teaming up together.." he left a pause, for any interjection. Seemingly there was none, so Samoth turned towards the building, and began to walk towards the door at a leisurely pace, leaving time for the rest of the group to follow suit.
As Samoth stood, separated from the others of his school, he witnessed a black limousine pull up, just outside the grounds of the building. Out stepped Liselotte, accompanied by a familiar face, Cyan.

As they approached the other group of three, pleasantries began to be exchanged, and Samoth himself approached the others, as a proposition of splitting up was made.

”Do you guys want to tackle this in a three groups of two? It’s best to make sure every room in each floor is clear. We can take out floors more efficiently if we move in groups of two, and meet up at each staircase when we had cleared out our sections.”, Cassius proposed.

"That seems like an appropriate course of action." Samoth confirmed. "It doesn't put us too far apart, and allows us to get this over with in reasonable time." he nodded. He looked around for any signs of objection, as well as possible teams, and a partner for himself.
It shouldn't be too hard, so he thought Cyan might make a good choice. He trusted himself to protect the small boy more than anyone else here. Liselotte or Katherine could be sufficient, however.

"Who's with who? I personally don't mind." he said, in a bland tone.
Samoth pushed open the door of the local public library, stepping into the warmth of the afternoon sun. He did quite enjoy the library. It was quiet, and had much opportunity for improving himself. And since there was a library on campus at St. Laurels, he rarely ran into anyone he knew here.

He stepped away from the doors, and made his descent down the several stone steps that led up to the impressive building. He admired the historic beings depicted in the large bronze statues at either side of the ascending stone stairs. He had seen them dozens upon dozens of times, yet he still admired them. When he looked at them, they exercised his memory on the subjects they depicted.

He looked away from the figures, and began a slow stroll down the sidewalk, towards the campus of his school. That was when a young boy ran up to him, sticking his arm up to him, grasping what could only be thought of as a letter addressed to him. As he drew close, Samoth looked down to the boy, "What is this? he asked.

"It's a letter, Mister!" he said, maybe a bit too excitedly. He was small, and looked to be very young. Couldn't be more than 10.

"..Yes. But who gave it to you? What did they look like?"

"Umm..I don't know him Mister, but he gave me a dollar!" he exclaimed, holding up a crumpled bill in his clenched fist. "Oh! But his shoes were black." he said, as if it were a deciding factor of this person's identity.

"...Ok. " Samoth breathed heavily. "You can go home now." he ordered, as he looked down at the letter, now in his hand. He was being summoned. And to a haunting, at that. He took note of the address, and crumpled the paper, tossing it in a nearby trashcan, as he changed his course to his new destination.
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Samoth came within view of his destination. He took step onto the grounds of the large building. He felt a slight digging pain pierce the surface of his mind. He gritted his teeth in discomfort.
He could feel many wandering consciousnesses here. This would be...interesting..

He spotted Cassius, resting against a derelict wall, seemingly waiting for someone. It appeared as if he was chatting to Katherine, who was standing near him. Seems like he wasn't the only one summoned here.

Samoth took his own resting position against a nearby tree, plucking a leaf of a hanging branch, softly twisting and folding it between his fingers, expecting more students to come. Maybe some consensus on how they'd go about this would be made.
nvm >.>
Alright, so essentially what I wanted to do:
I have this RP character named Demono, and he can channel his energy through two steam-punk-esque arms that he hides under his coat(not wanted to be hid in the photo). The arms have multiple gears protruding at the major joints, presumably allowing them to bend and maneuver like his own arms. When he flows his energy through them, he can cause the to hover near his torso, over the rib area on each side of his body, under his normal limbs. When he does so, the portion of the steampunk limbs that would be attached to his body radiate a bright blue energy.
Another note, when he uses his own energy in the form of an attack through his fleshy limbs, they radiate a black energy(which I would like depicted in the drawing).
Reference images:


I am aware that you may be busy or swamped. I do not, however know how difficult this drawing will be compared to your other projects, but know there is no rush :D I am patient.
Thanks for reading.
Mehh, I changed the concept that I wanted, but it should be much easier than the other one if you ever do get around to it. I'll edit this post to attach reference images shortly :P
Boom! Less than one fourth the size of the above post! I feel so accomplished!

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