Damiann47

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Yeah, to be honest I didn't really plan on him being a champion of selflessness and all that. He just ended up evolving into that role more or less, I did alude to this being unknown even to himself, that only now he's truly realizing how much he's willing to sacrifice in the name of others even the strangers our characters are still to each other. Looking back over the last week, I am kinda happy with how I directed him like with everyone he cruised along in life with little conflict, now that its survive or die more of the inner self is being shown.

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You are so different from your character that I'm kinda really impressed. Could only imagine Arin talking like that, ha.

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Once again all seemed lost, the darkness was greater then ever Randold could no longer even see his hand. Strangely enough he did not feel terror, well really he felt nothing no emotion was left it seemed, not even the burning passion from earlier that helped him save Arise. Slowly the vine crawled up his leg, at first he tried shaking its tight grasp but only gave up, it seemed fruitless. Slowly his mind drifted, back to home, back to his workshop. More then ever he missed that old barn, it was his inner sanctum the walls filled with tools that only some carpenters could dream of, the days and nights practicing his craft. Some projects were small, craving simple figurines that he sold in the central market, while others were large, at least in the scale of the sleepy town he called home. Once he coordinated the building of a palisade around the village, the first major undertaking for quite sometime. He missed the old faces, the old sights, the peace seemed much too far despite, at least to his knowledge, that peace was not so long ago.

He then drifted off to the more recent events, the first time waking up in these nightmare woods, the first, short and quite honestly probably the last time he met with the others who came with him, shoved into darkness just as he. These lands were very strange, and of course very terrifying, yet above all else Randold surprised himself the most. He never has been much for jumping into action, he did do his part but no more then that. Here it was different, twice now he took risks to save others, first the princess Arise, then whoever the girl was holding know. Randold always believed in the common good, that in order to prosper people had to cooperate, that putting the well being of everyone above his own needs was paramount to his own identity. It was not until now that those beliefs been really tested, life and death situations tend to have that effect. In the end at least Randold could say, if asked, that he was steadfast in keeping true to this. His focus snapped back to reality, or whatever kind of reality was he living in. That's right he was still himself, he was still alive so was the girl, and hopefully so was Arise and the boy.

The vine has moved past his upper thigh, the pressure was only growing greater. He did not need to see to know the wolf was still there watching them, Randold knew now was not the time to give up. Up until this point he had only used action, what has that gotten him? As far as he could tell his actions only lead into more trouble, it was time to try something different, there had to be something other then brawn. If one could see Randold's face, they would be able to see the same fire in his eyes that shone before, before when he faced the wolf only minutes ago. He leaned down to Hania and whispered. "Do not worry, we're still alive, and for now that is enough."

He carefully lifted Hania out from under him, the last thing he needs is for her to fall down the hole or become lost in the shadows. He tried his best to stand up, only hampered by the vine, so instead he managed a half kneel.

He stared into the blackness, he mentally steeled himself then yelled to the wolf, and whatever was with it. "I do not know why we are here, and in honestly I do no need to. What I do know is that we... they, the others that came with me to this land, have done nothing wrong that they deserve to live. So I ask you, whoever you are, to allow us to leave, myself and the girl here with me, to reunite with our comrades." Randold paused unsure if he should continue, however he knew that just asking wouldn't be enough. "If my first request cannot be fulfilled, then instead only allow the girl to survive, you can consider my own life to be forfeit, that I will cease any struggles to resist only if she is allowed to escape." Randold deep inside did not expect to see either of his requests honored, even then he kept waiting for any kind of response, still peering into the dark with defiant eyes.

Andreemea: New Tomorrows

I am already tackling a few other RPs, so I'm all good personally, but hey if enough people want to get something small going then I'm game.

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Gotcha after that leap of faith I don't really have ideas where to go anyway.

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((No rune again, posting from phone.))
Randold's standoff continued with the wolf, as the platform became a less viable place to hold solid ground he had been sidestepping his way off the platform, quickly enough to get off it but not to startle the wolf. Then everything became dark, at first some terror threatened to retake Randold, but then he realized this was a good thing. It meant the others got away, just as he wanted besides there was just enough ambient lighting to make out the wolf, especially those large yellow eyes. The platform slid into its vertical position with a small thud, the woods became uncomfortably silent, all he could hear was his breathing and the harsh huffs from the wolf, then screaming? Randold looked up, not that he could see anything, from the sound of it someone was actually left behind.

Randold silently swore to himself, matters just got a lot more complicated, then an idea came to him. Randold shook his head before self preservation could kick in, for this idea was somewhat insane. He walked away from the platform getting some good distance, then simply ran at his highest speed. The insane part comes into play when guessing where the ground ends and the newly formed hole began because in this insane plan he had to jump over it. When he felt it was right Randold leaped forward his arms stretched out, when he came into contact with a small body he instinctively held her close has he started to roll forward. With a grunt Randold landed on the other side of the hole, although with absolutely no idea how close they were to falling.

Despite what has happened so far, Randold started laughing the hardest he had for years. They were still alive and the feeling was fantastic, however has Randold started to stand up pain exploded from his right ankle. He imminently fell back to the ground, a quick inspection revealed that it was not broken, only twisted. Didn't matter too much in this situation however as there was still the problem of the wolf and Randold was incapable of running.

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Right just giving thundercat a chance before continuing, although I do want to make the next post soonish got a deadly beast to take care of.

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Gotta say its getting pretty exciting, although Randold is kinda posed to attack a giant wolf, didn't really think ahead on that one but also the beauty of it, is not like the characters get a chance to think things through, at least in blue's case.

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Woo the return of the red team, would have gotten lonely if blue was the only team left.

See No Evil

Micheal Hothor

Name: Michael Hothor

Race: Sensitive

Gender: Male

Age: 27

Appearance:

Personality: Not one of the most sociable people, especially after entering medical school where he spent the majority of his time focusing on studies. Typically serious about mostly everything, both in work and in his freetime. Still he can easily goof around, losing much of his hardened appearance, just almost never in the presence of others as he cares very much about appearing professional. Michael has a very strong sense of empathy towards others, this was actually the main driving force of him joining the medical field in the first place, none of the prestige or pay mattered much in his decision.

Abilities: On top of the standard sensitive powers, Michael is also able to see the vital life force of living creatures. While at first he had no control over it, he has been able to stomp down the power from constantly interfering with his daily routine. When focusing hard enough Michael can see a type of aura emanating from anything that is living, this also includes plants. As something comes closer to death, its vital aura slowly dissipates before completely vanishing at the exact time of death. There have been benefits to this ability, as a paramedic being able to tell how close a patient to death has definitely been a boon, however at the same time Michael doesn’t see death the same way anymore since it has lost a lot of its mystery and simply is no longer as sensitive to it. Michael has not received formal training in any kind of banishment, so of course as such cannot perform the act on either an angel or demon.

History: About a year ago Michael graduated, and soon after found a job as a First Responder at a hospital. Through the months after starting Michael experienced first hand the many different injuries that the human body could endure, bites, third degree burns, broken or even missing limbs, heavy lacerations, horrible infections, gunshots, and… well there’s no need to mention any more. One night while on call Michael’s life changed for good, while responding to a dispatch the ambulance he was assigned to skid toppling over into a series of devastating rolls. The frame of the ambulance was completely crushed, everyone dead except Michael of course, who beyond logic managed to survived only barely hanging on. There still is no official reason why the ambulance crashed, but most believed it was due to reckless driving, fortunately for Michael he never got to know the driver.

The next two months Michael stayed in intensive care at the same hospital he worked for. Again luck was on his side, after finally being discharged there were no permanent injuries most had healed by that point. It was only then that Michael noticed a change, he could see death, maybe not the actual entity but the life that remained in something. At first it was horrible, just dreadful to know when someone was going to die, but after sometime living with his newfound power Michael started to take advantage of it. This insight drastically improved his ability to save lives, medical technology still only has come so far, but now being able to accurately judge someone’s condition he can take the proper steps to ensure they survive. Currently Michael continues his work, now completely adjusted to the change in his life, the power to see death completely natural. Still he has no knowledge of demons and angels, but that ignorance would not last much longer…