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Fantasy's Shattering

Applied! I'm pretty interested in this RP.

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@deadpixel101 @Mysaren Azzrix was talking to all of our characters.

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AH. I was bound to forget something though after all that reading...I will go edit my post.

Fantasy's Shattering

Appearance: Pale with fair skin they have a somewhat doll like appearance. Their thin nature and ice like blue eyes add to this image. They have deep brown hair that looks nearly black which reaches to about their earlobes. They face is heart shaped and their shoulders are moderately broad. A toned figure, they lie somewhere between thin and muscular, albeit their arms have a surprising thickness to them. This is an outcome due to their lack of legs. Sitting in a wooden wheeled chair, they travel using their upper body to move unlike most. They wear a brown leather jacket over a deep red tunic. A blanket covers them from below, under that though are bandages. A bright red scarf that is quite worn is wrapped around their neck. They are usually also equipped with old brown leather gloves. Height: Hard to say as they are always sitting, though if they still had what they are missing, they would stand at around 5'7 Weight: 115 lbs Hair Color: Oops Eye Color: Oops Name: Rorick X. Vaile Age: Nearly 21 History (Optional): Once worked in a mine. Shares little about self unless asked by a trusted companion. Personality: A little snarky, they always mean well. Not one to jump to danger, or conclusions, they try and see the best in people. They get a real satisfaction from helping people, and though they say they don't want to be thanked, yearn for recognition. Doesn't enjoy being looked down upon. A long fuse attached to a massive explosive, once they get going, they are hard to stop. Holds a grudge. Treasures useless things and think everything, even object, should be treated with care. Quite emotional. Cries like a baby, but not in front of people. Weapons: A custom axe like weapon. It has a rectangular blade suspended by metal poles, attached to one longer metal pole. It isn't fancy in design, though a bit different. Abilities (Magic): Has an express knowledge over totems and runes. Places magical mars on an object, then can make it move inmost any way they want. Does not work on living things, multiple parts mean multiple runes, and more energy. This means a a puppet won't all move with one mark, one needs to be placed where string would. Also uses a form of wind magic to make themselves move faster. Other: Doesn't like it when people try and push their chair for them. Only people they feel close to will be asked or permitted.

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Okay I posted. Claire would like to do a job, of any sort. If Historia doesn't end up asking her to tag along, anyone else can. She is a sell-sword after all.

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Claire, about to accept the offer for a tour (and respond to Historia's comment), watched as new players entered the scene. Bringing with them a whirlwind of commotion. Arguing, tension, threats all being thrown around. Claire was tempted to try and stop things before they started, but she wouldn't know what to do. She wasn't the best speaker and getting physical would only aggravate the situation. Though before she could choose something to do, Historia herself took action instead. Claire watched her go and stand between both raging parties, but was drawn away for a moment by a loud thump. The white haired man who had pulsed magic earlier was being accosted by an old man."Amazing..." Claire said under her breath. She looked back just in time to see her brown haired acquaintance talking down the large knight, and one armed hunter. She quickly returned and apologized for her absence. After Mysaren gave her response, Claire too took the chance. "No need to apologize." The small swords-woman added with the faintest of smiles. "I too would appreciate a tour." She added, her attention once again wandering. A man had entered, this time bringing with him a sense of positive energy. He went about placing papers up on a board, Claire noted the word 'job.' Perhaps there was a chance of her making some gold nearby...She still needed a concrete place to stay after all. On the topic of money and business, the rat-like creature who had paid for all their meals and drink approached the trio. Claire gave a small bow in response ot his. He seemed...Decent. "Thank you for the meal." Claire replied to him after he was done speaking. She was truly glad he had done that, paid for everything. She was low on survival funds.

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Alrighty. I'm actually not in the best writing mood but I might force myself to start typing something up later...

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ALRIGHT I FINISHED MY PORTFOLIO FOR COLLEGE I NOW HAVE LITTLE TO NO RESPONSIBILITY WHAT HAPPENED THE LAST TWO DAYS?

Space Fantasy Frontier

I would still be interested!

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I now understand how people feel when they sleep then wake up to a new whole page of IC. Im heading off to school soon then work not terribly long after, so I dont knkw how much I can post today, but if you have to move ahead its alright.

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I feel as though poor Rouen is not going to be Mr.Popular. Whether or not that "poor" should be there is of course, up for debate.