CaliforniaState

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I have two more finals but otherwise I’m vibing and ready to post again

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@Sweven7

Haha that’s actually pretty hilarious. I would say absolutely! Meir right at the end of his high-school career found that attending SAT’s and doing exams for cash could kind of shift the power balance a bit more in his favor. Maybe he even helped Connor get into the super prestigious school he wanted to go to he wouldn’t have been able to otherwise on just a sports scholarship or something. If you want to make it spicy the two could have almost had been caught and the schools changed the way students attend testing events thereafter.

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A bit obvious but the IC is up so feel free to post whenever the inspiration strikes you!

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Thump…Thump…Thump Sitting in a spinny chair rocked all the way back with his feet leisurely lifted on his desk sat none other than Meir Maggid. He had been steadily tossing a handball, one of which his students left behind, against the chalkboard. His laptop was open with Spotify shuffling through one of his several hundred carefully curated playlists for this specific event. Papers and books laid out in a splayed mess covering any visible portion of the desk. He wasn’t just playing catch with himself, rather he had written several languages equally spaced out from one on another on the chalkboard. Whatever the ball hit is whatever language he had to shout a sentence in. He was at this for about an hour now and he had already recited his grocery list, school schedule, and the names of his student rosters for the last five years. There wasn’t much else to do since he taught one lecture twice a week. It was quite a perk being the youngest professor at the University. The music paused before a bell rung from his mac and Siri spoke, ”Who wants to come down and watch ur childhood get hit with a wrecking ball? Booze will be involved—unlock to read the full notification". Meir nearly fell out of his chair when he heard the message, more so after the ball came back and hit him square in the head since he wasn’t ready to catch it. Recollecting himself he scurried to his notifications and opened Facebook. It was rather weird to still have Facebook in 2022 the year of our lord, but how else was he going to know of things like this. He read on in pensive thought. To be honest his knee jerk reaction was a snide laugh before he closed the mac and shook his head. There was no way he was going to go back to that place or those people. Carefully convincing himself in a semi hurried pace he stopped dead with pupils creeping to the corner of his eyes back at the closed mac. In a frantic panic he ripped it open once more before entering his credentials. Why was he even friends with Jack on Facebook? Yeah, she didn’t bully him, but she wasn’t exactly his friend either. It must have just been automatic when he joined the 'Ritman High Class of 2015' group, either way it seemed strange for her to be the one to kick it off. As much as he didn’t want to go, he was becoming increasingly open to the notion. “Fuck it” he said as he liked the post and RSVP’d. If anything, this would be the perfect opportunity to show his glow up both physically and financially, to everyone who peaked in Highschool anyways. After a gentle reminder a month later and then three weeks before the event, Meir knew he was going to go regardless, it also helped that a majority of the class cancelled almost immediately. I guess people weren’t too attached or rather were waiting on the infamous 20 year instead. The time capsule made him more curious as to what could have possibly been buried with them. ”Welcome to Delton” the small city sign read as Meir gripped the steering wheel harder ever so slightly. Luckily he could cancel class and his students wouldn’t protest in the least; with his responsibilities out of the way he pulled into a familiar sight, P.J.’s. In the seven years since he graduated, absolutely nothing had changed or aged it. He looked himself once over before checking the clock, 4:30 pm, punctual as per usual. He stopped at the door, taking one deep breath before entering the bar. Looks like he was the first one to show up, that or he had jus forgotten what everyone looked like. Calvin didn’t recognize him when he came in and for that Meir didn’t blame him. “Whiskey sour please and leave the tab open” he requested politely. He took the glass and napkin in tow to one of the booths while he waited for it to hit 5. He scrolled up and down the group page, constantly refreshing, checking to see if anyone else had cancelled. If the last of the 8 were going to show, then things were going to be anything but boring. Ten minutes passed before he saw the back of Jack as she graciously glided into the bar with a massive metal capsule placed on the bartop. He choked a bit on his ice from the realization trying to regain his composure. Stuck between whether to approach her or not he resigned to eavesdropping instead. She scanned the room but missed him, figured. Looking for the right words to say he stood up and started for the bar. Before he could grab her attention, the notification chiming on his phone rung out first, as she had just finished tagging him in the latest update. Shit. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

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I actually liked the format that Prisk made for relations.

Lucas: I would venture to say since they were both bright in school they got along pretty well, even after the rumors spread, just with Meir not knowing how to help nor reach out. Probably stuck to exceling in academia as a backwards decision.

Genesis: Probably didn't talk too much, but definitely gained a lot of respect for her when she threw up on the QB.

Prisk: I agreed with what you said in your relation sheet, sad for Meir.

Odin: More or less the same issue people will run into regarding how secretive Ben was.

Eleven: Meir most definitely would have had a crush on Freya but never actually expressed it, mostly pining from afar.

Banjo: I think Sara and Meir would have actually been really good friends as they would have participated in almost the exact type of academic circulars and had a friendly competition in terms of grades.

Sweven7: This ones not too hard, they more or less would have been the epitome of bullied and bullier dynamic you see in almost every movie.

Nodogs: Meir would have considered her a friend despite it being a one sides relationship haha, mostly because the two of them could interact since Jack wasn't really too picky on who she hung out with. Any interaction for Meir that wasn't negative was good for Meir.

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So who wants to discuss relations?

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@Odin

I would say before the end of the week.

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@banjoanjo

Love the choice of flora and the ichthy tidbit

@Garden Gnome

Great power and nice streaming rig 😎

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@davefromdiscord

Love the use of butterflies.

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@False Prophet

Looking good, just a few things. The OC you used is very cool, but would you have any real world representations for your character you could use in place? I’d also suggest using a power aesthetic photo in place of the room, but hyperlinking the room somewhere else on the sheet, such as the life at Ritman section.