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8 yrs ago
Current If you bought the Pikachu version instead of the Eevee version, I'm afraid we cant be friends anymore.
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9 yrs ago
Enjoying Road Trip Simulator 2016, AKA Final Fantasy XV
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I lied, I'm making a teacher

Name: Cathrine Miller
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Role: Teacher
Class: EAT Soul Technique and Manipulation
Abilities:
Cathrine is skilled in Soul Wavelength Projection, Wavelength Manipulation and Soul Perception. She is also a master of hand to hand combat and can fight well even without a weapon.
Appearance:
When she's Teaching she wears this. In battle, she wears a much different outfit with a black cloak that covers her face, and entirely black clothing underneath.
Brief personality: Cathrine is kind and understanding, always willing to hear a student out while they explain their absence from her class. She is also very protective of her students, and if one of them gets hurt she won't stop until she can take revenge for them. She likes to work individually with students who need it.
Background: Cathrine doesn't talk about her past much, but if you get her drinking you might learn a thing or two. For instance she owes her life to Lord Death, who picked her up off the streets as a child, and that she was trained by him personally in both combat and Soul Wavelength Manipulation. You might see her staring off into space every once in a while, or if you're really lucky whispering the name 'Cyrus' under her breath.

(And yes, I felt it entirely necessary to have a teacher to replace Stein)
ADD ME! I'm Chukklehed there
Spriggs27 said
Damn you Unlucky you beat me to the punch of asking a question I'll destroy you


Do you actually play that game or did you just grab a GIF?

Follow up question if answer is yes:
Do you have it on uplay?
I might make a Meister for Logan. No promises, but I'll see what I can do
Julia nodded silently and moved slowly, so as not to attract attention. She carefully worked the knife out of her boot and into the crack of the hinge, twisting the handle and levering the pin up. It was slow agonizing work, but the guards didn't seem to have any interest in them anymore, and eventually she pulled the pin out and put it in her pocket. She signed to Rhia that Objective 1 was complete, then she started making more complicated signals.

I'll breach the door and take one of them hostage, then while their attention is on me you sneak out and see if you can disable that device. Don't turn back even if I go down, the best way to save me is to turn off that noise. The entire conversation took about a minute, but the extra time was worth having a solid plan. She moved into position by the door and held up her hand with all five fingers up. Silently she counted down until she reached one, then kicked open the bars. Taken by surprise, the guards had no time to react before she put her knife to one of their throats and backed into a corner. She was a lot stronger than she looked, and when the man struggled she pressed the knife point into his neck. "Don't think I won't take revenge for what you did. The only reason you aren't spilling blood on the floor is because you're more useful to me alive. I can work with you dead though, so don't make too much fuss."
I liked it better when the situation was ent.
Ent, now an adjective.

Also guys, my body is ready.
Imperfectionist said
It's man, Spriggs. Come on.And, we're working on it.


I thought you were the IMperfectionist?
It's the supersoldier Serum that Jojo was injected with. It looks like it worked on Grace, if she wakes up that is.
Julia almost slit the man's throat when he attacked Rhia. She knew she could, he was close enough and she was fast enough. It would be so easy to take out her knife and take his life for the way he treated her.

Then what? asked the nagging voice of logic as she eyed the gun barrel pointed her way. Instead she had to settle for fixing him with a deathly glare and moving to cradle Rhia's head. She gently moved the hair out of the wound and tore a long strip from the hem of her shirt, bandaging the wound.

"Neither of us know when to stop, do we?" She asked quietly, looking away. She hated everything about this situation. She hated being trapped, she hated being powerless, she hated Rhia suffering. The last bits of her self control started burning away as she thought about how easilly they had been cought.
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