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9 yrs ago
Current Wow I couldn't be bothered to do anything this past weekend holy damn.
9 yrs ago
Me: "I can't afford a Nintendo Switch" Also me: "Yes I would like two of every DLC for every game I own please."
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9 yrs ago
I've somehow only watched an hour of youtube in two hours of watching youtube. Man being sick sucks.
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9 yrs ago
Hey, I made my own avatar this time!
9 yrs ago
Finally got my financial aid for college!
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Bio

Name: Burthstone || Zzyriphian

Age: 21

Schooling: 2-Year Degree

Occupation: I wish

Country: United States of America

First Language: English (USA)

Other Languages: Welsh (Introductory)

Preferred Units of Measure: Metric/SI (Imperial accepted)

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Myth heads straight home and gets his clock situation as sorted out as possible, then heads out onto the street to look for his miester, though, knowing him, he'd probably be out having some adventure. That was fine by Myth, he would use any excuse to get out of going on adventures with him. Sleeping apparently worked as one of those excuses.
Myth nods. "Yes sir! I-i will go ahead and do it now, sir." He nods to his teacher, and then to the other student before running off again to go set his alarm so he doesn't miss class again.
Myth opens his mouth to say something, then closes it, then opens it again. “I uh… Forgot to set my alarm uh… What did I miss for class? I meant to come, I swear, just uh… Yeah…” He looks very apologetic.
Okay, have you ever... Stolen something? If so, what?
Deyja would look up at Will. “I don’t want to die,” he looks about ready to cry. When he had first arrived at the camp, he had spent his nights crying himself to sleep and trying to stay away from people. He would’ve started being more open to the group again just before the one kid revealed his plan, then would have hidden himself again. He didn’t want to do this, it was against the rules, they weren’t supposed to do this. He hid himself in the back corners of buildings during play time, playing games on paper that his parents had taught him. His was afraid of dying, afraid of the organization, afraid of everything. Everything was wrong. He should be at home. He needed to be at home.
Hmm. Okay, Innocentia, Truth or Dare?
Myth watches Jasper move away from the seeming teacher and talk to his friend. Myth would timidly walk up to James, his hands in his pockets. “Excuse me sir? Are you the teacher?” He looks ready to apologize if he’s wrong.
Seeing three people in the room, Myth slips in quickly and stands by the door, unsure. None of them looked like a professor. Maybe they were just students hanging around after class to talk, but then there was Jasper, who seemed to just be waiting. Myth crossed his arms and tried to figure out which of the two talking was the professor. He thought he had seen Neku before, and so the other one must be the professor, but he looked so young! And what if he wasn’t the professor and Myth was about to make a fool of himself? He mulled this over and tried to decide what to do.
Myth yawns as he wakes up, and starts quietly going through his morning routine, just after breakfast, he catches a glimpse of the time, and stops dead. Had I really slept that late? He started rushing to get dressed, not bothering to shower, and then running off to school. He would run out of breath by the time he gets to the stairs, and groans quietly to himself as he looks up them. He starts moving quickly up, trying to keep a solid pace, but falters and has to stop every once and a while. Once he finally gets up the stairs, he quickly heads to his class to see if his teacher is still there.
First Name: Rissel
Middle Name: Iyn
Last Name: Vadures
Nickname: Myth
Age: 15
Birthday: 5/26
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Class (EAT or NOT): NOT
Weapon Form:
Special Abilities: He can Soul resonate with just about anyone, but unless he and his user from a true emotional connection, it can only be a fraction of its true potential. This stems from a somewhat flexible soul as well as wanting to please everyone to the best of his ability.

Personality: “Myth” has extreme difficulty in any real social interaction. He tends to shut himself away and say what he thinks the person wants to hear so that they never think bad of him. He can’t stand making people sad or making someone think lesser of him. He tries to avoid conflict in all forms, but he understands that sometimes it is necessary, such as with those whose souls have become Kishin Eggs. Which is why he was willing to be persuaded to join the DWMA, so that he can make it so others do not need to face such conflict.

Backstory: “Myth” was born like most children, to a loving mother and father. He had no siblings, and they lived fairly recluse from most of society. When he was around the age of six, it became evident he was a weapon after nearly killing the housecat they used to have. This perplexed both of his parents, as far as they knew, neither had that ability. Fearing their own son, they distanced themselves from him, and by the time he was eleven “Myth” basically lived by himself. Around thirteen he heard about the DWMA and its goals, so, following with his beliefs, he sought them out. He joined because one noticed him before he could duck into a back alley to hide from sight, which he had been doing since leaving home, afraid to talk to someone. Not long after that he found his partner, which he is still a little afraid of, but not too afraid.

Other: He has a necklace locket of his parents.
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