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So what do you all think of the whole toast debate? I mean, there's a lot of different ways to eat your toast, it seems like more of a personal choice. Maybe you're even born with it already hardwired into your brain, who knows? My preference would have to be lightly browned toast, still soft and warm though with a little bit of crunch. If you cook the toast too much, it becomes hard and brittle, not suited for human consumption. If you don't heat it enough, it's just warm bread. You have to set it at the perfect temperature or you won't receive the satisfaction of a good slice of toast, y'know? The only time you should brown toast more than just slightly is for weddings, when the toast needs to stay good even after it cools down. Lightly browned toast is best when it's still warm, straight from the toaster. The optimal toaster temperature for the perfect toast differentiates depending the toaster that you have, but every since one has that perfect sweet point. Now, see below for references.






I promise this has to do with the Harry Potter roleplay, I just can't tell you how it does because it's 1 a.m. right now and I cannot sleep.
Alin stood away at a hesitant distance as Serena talked to Eve. He didn't have a problem with her making friends, he just was just afraid of social situations, that's all. Alin wished he could be like Serena, able to open up conversations and make friends with whoever she wanted. He waited patiently by the door, smiling slightly.
Sabin will be ready for House's blood sucking ways! >:O
Okay cool, hope you decide to join in! :)
Name: Wayland Smith

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Personality: Wayland has a somewhat bombastic personality, often talking high above his abilities. He could be called arrogant, but only in a slight way. He's very fun-loving and bold, which will lead him to do pretty much anything if it would impress others. Never passed off a dare before. Wayland loves to explore and impress others with his boldness and bravery, and he craves attention. He has anger issues, and has trouble controlling his anger. At times he can be pessimistic. Wayland has a lonely side that he doesn't show often which may be due to his childhood, explaining why he yearns for attention. Though most of the time he likes to be social and near others, at times he finds it hard and prefers to be alone.

History: Wayland's father was never known to him, and his mother never revealed anything on the subject. He always imagined him as a hero, though it was far from the truth. Wayland's mother grew very ill when he was only 8 years old, and she was unable to provide for the family. A mech engineer took pity on the family, allowing Wayland to apprentice to him and earn money for the family. He eagerly took the job, finding out that he had a natural capacity for mechanics. He was a prodigy, and he quickly learned the ins and outs of engineering, even occasionally having the chance to pilot test some of the mechs. Wayland never made any friends with other children, he often got in fights when people made fun of him or his mother, leading him to become quite skilled at hand to hand combat.

When Wayland was 15 years old, his mother took a turn for the worst and passed away, leaving the boy alone. The engineer that he was apprenticed to took the boy in, allowing him to continue working under his wing. On Wayland's 15th birthday, the engineer revealed a surprise to him. With the help of a few scholarships, the blacksmith had saved up enough money to send the boy to the Tsukino-Danvers Academy, where the boy could explore his natural ability for mechs.

Mechanical Frame: "Dauntless"



As of weaponry, Dauntless is unique in the fact that it solely uses its fists for combat. Its fists are installed with jet propulsion systems which add tremendous amounts of force and pressure to its punches, able to tear apart and throw enemies extreme distances. The mech's armor has been replaced with systems that add power to the mech, which doesn't provide much to power or speed, but allows much more power than a normal mech. Still has medium armor, but all locations such as joints and movement points are unarmored and free of hinder. Great mobility, allowed for advanced hand-to-hand moves to be used. There are also jet propulsion systems on the bottoms of the feet to allow for some powerful kicks, as well as speed boosters on the back of the mech that need to be charged up, when completely charged it propels the mech with huge force towards the enemy, which provides great momentum for punches.
Of course, if you'd like to! I'm gonna give it some time on here, but you're free to adopt it onto another site if you'd like to. If you end up doing it, just PM me the site information, haha.
Carden kept his blade in the air, though he knew the man was right. He didn't intend to use the thing, he couldn't. As the figure in front of him melded into the shadows, Carden's eyes widened with fear. What the hell was this thing? When the man appeared next to him, Carden cried out in terror, falling onto the ground. He had no chance against this thing, if it wanted to take him it would. His mouth popped over as the figure told him about the darkness inside himself and about his father, though he didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to respond. So the man wasn't with the cultists? But how could that be, how could a being so dark not be one of their pawns? Carden grimaced, realizing that he was the same. Could it be a trick? Could he be telling him all of this just to get him to come along and capture him? It's not like it would matter either way what he did, if he stayed he'd just be captured and the same would go if he went along. But if the being was telling the truth... if this was finally a chance for true freedom, how could he pass it up? His eyes closed, a conflict against his fear occurring in his head. And shakily, the boy stood. He was terrified of what was to come, but this could be his only chance. He wiped his eyes and stepped forward, following behind the figure at a timid distance. This was it, he was either going to be captured or he was going to be set on the path of true freedom.
The teacher stopped lecturing after awhile and the class ended, allowing the students to leave. Pulling himself up from his seat, he went towards the door and turned around to wait for Serena. Only one more class until a free period and lunch.
Agh, I can't think of anything to post either. There's not much more I could make Alin do at the moment, xD Hmm...
Has anyone even used their wands yet? xD
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