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6 yrs ago
Current If you get a bigger bed you will have more bed room, but less bedroom
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6 yrs ago
So you open the door and enter your bathroom,wash your hands for 20sec then close the door when u leave.Right, you touched the doorknob before and after the washing.The faucet too. It's all pointless.
7 yrs ago
Exactly. You should reply with "I'm very interested, let's move this over to skype ;)" Anything less and it shows you're not fully committed.
8 yrs ago
Huh...was just watching some hentai as per usual when,amidst all the moaning and squelching sounds"Anastasia - Once Upon a December"violin version started playing.Well it was kinda emotional decision.
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8 yrs ago
I've read too many Isekai game-like novels. So I'm always spamming crappy jokes with the hope that with time my Humor Skill will level up and I'll start spitting good ones.
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Bio

The only thing I'm "sad" about is that the way my life is going, it's going to be a hellride with a disappointing and unfulfilling end. My road is set ahead of me and I feel powerless to achieve what I desire or even have peace of mind. Time is taken from me whilst my by the day depleting will for change and something better is draining away with it.-Someone actually wrote that.

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Name: Takeshi Takada
Gender: male
Age: 19
Power: Elementalism
Pet peeves: Someone stronger than him / Being bested
Appearance:
Special skills: Shaolin Kung Fu - using this fighting style he can harness the power of the elements to maximize his damage output using his body. Focused Chi combined with electricity for lightning fast reflexes and electrifying punches while using the wind to boost his speed to bring it on par with his mind. He uses the third eye to feel his opponent's energy, to feel where they are, how far away they are. So even if his eyes can't keep up with the speed at which he fights at or travels at, his mind's eye can cover that flaw. You need years of training and meditation to achieve these feats and luckily for him, he was gifted with the ability to learn fast and adapt to these powers and abilities.
Weapons: Chained Whips and a double edged sword.
Personality: Vigilant, always keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings. A light sleeper so he is always ready whenever the need may arise. And is always looking for a challenge to test his skills.
@The Harbinger of Ferocity Wait wait wait wait wait a min. I clearly remember you typing lik a kid in chatt bout 1-to-2 yeahs ago. Wat hapend bud. Gru up so fast?!?!

Or I have clearly mistaken you for someone else.
Engel




Male / 13 / Harpocrates- God of silence, secrets and confidentiality


Personality:
Engel is silent, silent to the point of being mute. He was born this way and while many may consider it a curse, it is actually a blessing. Maybe not for the person itself but it makes others around him open to him while Engel listens. Isn't that what people need most of the time? Someone to listen to them with no judgment? Someone to soak all their sorrows, frustrations, doubts, secrets, and in the end, to reply with a silent smile.

Bio:
Engel was born to a mute nun in Germany. When she was sleeping a huge light resonated from her belly which seemed to grow at exponential rates during the next couple of months. The nun was only 19 at the time and lived a secluded life within the confines of the church environment. That and that multiple other nuns saw the brightness emerging from the chambers, accompanied by her sudden pregnancy led them to believe that it could only be a miracle. A couple of months later she would give birth to what would be described by the people present as the most beautiful baby they had ever laid eyes upon. And for the first time Agneta, as was the nun's name, felt blessed. See, her condition didn't come from some birth defect or mutation, it came from a traumatic and scarring event that transpired in her past. And for this miracle to be happening to her, no mortal on earth could describe her feelings. The child was raised in secrecy within the confines of the church. Everyone grew to love him and feel calm beside him. When he turned 10 and until his departure at the age of 13, nuns, priests and even the head priest started coming to him to confess. Some wanted guidance, others wanted forgiveness and his response was the same, with a smile he approached them, took their hands in his and leaned in for a hug. In that moment he absorbed all their self judgment, self doubt, released their sorrows and discarded their anger leaving them to be clear minded and put their spirit at ease.

One night, when he had turned 13 a power approached him and gave him a purpose, a purpose for the power that he has and for the existence that he is. "Saying" his goodbyes only to his mother, who although understanding that her child had to go, was reluctant and despaired none the less. With trembling fingers and tears streaming down her eyes she took the silver necklace around her neck, opened it once more to see her picture on one side and her baby boy's on the other and gave it to Engel. With a final hug, which seemed and felt like ages for both of them, he turned to leave. Upon setting foot outside a white peregrine falcon emerged from the clouds above. With the silver lighting of the moon being reflected on it's back, it really looked like a second miracle. Circling the boy in a spiral while diving for him, it made contact with his back where it merged with him, giving birth to a beautiful pure white pair of wings. The transition was painful but no sound emerged from him. At last fused together, the boy took flight into the night sky, his angelic wings making no noise as they soared through the sky. For anyone who was looking at him at the time, it could as well have been a dream.

He stopped aging when he was 9. It could be a blessing, it could be a curse. But everything that has happened to him, Engel knows it has a purpose.

Power and Abilities:
People instinctively feel calm when near him. They feel that they can trust this child with anything that troubles their mind. They can trust him that he won't judge, they can trust him that he won't tell.

Silence of the Body - The boy has the power to render a target completely soundless. Nothing they do, nothing that touches them produces a sound. This can be cast over a large area so that no sound is heard emanating from that place.

Silence of the Spirit - The boy can silence the spirit. By doing so he can effectively separate the connection that something/someone has with the Deities. Be it an item or summoned creature he can nullify the item's properties or expel the summoned creatures who depend on their patron God to roam the Earth. If the creature has the power to sustain itself for the duration of the time that Engel channels his power then
the power has no effect besides weakening the creature. It can also be used on demi-gods/titans/primordial gods to severs their link with their patron God. Nullifying any ability or excess strength that they have. But doing this is very taxing for the boy who is also vulnerable during the channeling.

Likes:
Kindness
Pureness
Love
Joy
Fairness

Dislikes:
Hate
Anger
Sorrow
Envy
Abuse and mistreatment

Family:
Harpocrates - Father
Agneta - Mother

Friends:
Everyone at the church which he left behind

Sentimental Attachment:
A necklace given by his mother when they parted ways. It has a picture of her smiling face on one side and his picture when he was a baby on the other.

Weapons:
Nothing

Theme Song:




Horus




Female / 1 / Peregrine Falcon


Pet Personality:
She has become a part of Engel now, even when they are in separate forms. She is silent and only Engel can hear her but besides that he can also understand and communicate with her. When they are separate she will do everything to protect the child, his guardian.
4444 comments???? This calls for...
C - C - COMBO BREAKER
Yeah, I'm in an Rp like that. It specifically says demi-God but one wanted to play demi-Titan(predecessors of Gods) and the OKAY was given. Then comes another one who wants to be a demi-primordial God(predecessors of Titans) and I was like, why not go the full way?
So I became the son of Chaos, the first Primordial where everything began.
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..... Congratz, you just impregnated yourself. Your child comes out retarded cuz of replicated genes mutation.

"Only Cronus was willing to do the deed, so Gaia gave him the sickle and placed him in ambush. When Uranus met with Gaia, Cronus attacked him with the sickle, castrating him and casting his testicles into the sea. From the blood that spilled out from Uranus and fell upon the earth, the Gigantes, Erinyes, and Meliae were produced. The testicles produced a white foam from which the goddess Aphrodite emerged."

Washing in the sea is never gonna be the same anymore O.O

On a more serious tone, at first I was thinking of only being a simple demi-god...until someone mentioned being a demi-titan, but then I saw someone had already made another CS about being a demi-primordial God so I'll go further beyond and claim that my character is the son of
CHAOS


I hope the colors added to the dramatic effect
.... It gives, he would still do a LOT but you get my point.

Also wanted to ask, is Zann Consortium allowed to exist? Was thinking of a story line where I join their ranks.
I'd like to ask, the equipment and abilities that we mentioned in the bio are not EVERYTHING that we are allowed to have, right? I mentioned only the most essential but not nearly everything. I mean, imagine Boba Fett with only his suit and blaster on him.
He had been locked in his study for hours, the screaming had stopped not even 30 minutes after he began. Maybe if the poor captive had taken medical treatment within the hour he would've survived but Di would have none of that ruin his hobby time. Scrimshaw as it were. Multiple knives and sharp objects were lain across the table in a tray, dripping red. It was much easier to perform his art on an unmoving canvas. With a finish touch, he took on the laser cleaner which released a thin layer of energy in a straight line to disintegrate the small bone dust particles that were muddying his art peace and it really was one. He was probably the best scrimshaw artist in the galaxy. That's what years of relentless practice give you.

He kept the camera rolling while the canvas was alive, turned it off while it lost consciousness and turned it back on, showing himself taking the bone upon which he graced it with his skills, removed from the body and cleaned, and put it on a massive statue made of countless bones, all with unique and awe inspiring engravings. The statue itself was a work of art, he spent hours upon hours contemplating on where to put the next piece. It had the shape of a dragon's head. Why would he do such things? Power of course, to inspire fear among the underworld, to establish his dominance...but that was just an added benefit to the pleasure and calmness that he felt while performing it.

And these weren't just ordinary run of the mill canvases, they all had made a name for themselves in the underworld. And Di had, for years now, sent an open invitation to everyone that had made a name in the underworld. If they were to kill him one on one in the arena, located on his pirate base, with any of the weapons provided, they would be granted ownership of all his riches and crew members. He would make a show of it, broadcasting their defeat galaxy wide in the underground world. To certain people he trusted, trusted their fear of him that is, he offered them a chance to buy tickets in order to spectate in the arena. Lets say that there was never enough room to house all applicants.

Now that he had relaxed enough, it was time to go to business.
"It's time captain."- one of the crewman approached him, a large black metal encased dragon that carried a large heavy blaster. They called him Scar, he was second in command.
"Make the preparations. You know the plan, tell everyone their part, we leave in 10."
With a nod the dragon went to carry his job. If what his contact informed him off was right, then this would be one of the biggest catches in his career as a pirate. A sudden screen tear flashed on the screen of his bionic eye. It happened within less than a second but that's all it would take for the opponent to get the upper hand.
Damn that scientist. Gonna have to pay him a visit after this.- he thought to himself.
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