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Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Posting this weekend

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Post! Apologies about it being a day late.

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Joe Bronson

Joe's wisecrack received no answer, but it served its purpose of making the situation a little bit less awkward, he thought at least. His legs grew tired as he stood in line for his turn, but at least he would still make it out of class before schedule. He put his podcast back on and waited patiently for his turn.

After a few minutes that felt like hours, he saw the brown-haired dude exit the gymnasium. He slowly made his way in behind him and sat down at the cubicle. "Sorry about earlier" he immediately said in a quiet voice. "I was uhhhh, studying! Yeah! I was studying mythology on my phone!" This wasn't entirely incorrect, as he was reading a graphic novel adaptation of Homer's Iliad, so he went with that.

The police officer interviewing him, seemingly not wanting to deal with Joe any further, ignored this. He simply showed him a picture of his classmate and asked if he had a positive or negative relationship.

"Kylie Griffin? I'd say neutral. I didn't really know her that well. She borrowed a bit of kneaded eraser from me once and never gave it back, but I would never assault somebody over that. Besides that, we never really interacted much"

The officer's face remained blank at this quip and simply dismissed him. He made his way over to where the brown-haired dude and the professor were standing, both to hear what they make of this situation, and also to ask what the next class assignment would be.

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Sorry about the Delay, college finals and all that. My post will be out before Friday.

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Joe Bronson

As the class continued, the sketches of ghosts in his notebook became more detailed. He started making specific characters and giving them rudimentary backstories. An old west snake-oil salesman here, a Civil War era Union Soldier there. "Maybe I could use some of these characters for next month's newspaper strips" he thought to himself. "Oh, what if I did one about the ghost of one of the founders of this college! The squares at the newspaper club might shut it down eventually, but I could probably get away with a few issues of some really hilarious stuff."

The sound of the door opening and the sudden influx of light into the dark room startled him. His glasses were still cracked, and he struggled to make out who had entered the classroom at first. His heart skipped another beat when he realized he was making direct eye contact again with the same cops who gave him nasty looks earlier that morning. He quickly buried his head into his notebook and pretended to not notice them, despite locking eyes a moment ago.

Just as he was starting to calm down, his anxiety flared right back up when he hear them mention wanting to speak with all the students about some kind of assault that happened last night. "Damnit, I was really hoping to never see those people ever again for the rest of my waking moments, and now I gotta talk to them" He though to himself. "Who the hell assaults somebody at a nerf war anyway? Shouldn't that relieve aggression?" Not wanting to be the first to talk to the cops who earlier had their investigation rudely interrupted by his clumsiness, he decided to wait for somebody else to start the line. Only then would he stand up and walk as slowly as he reasonably could with the intention of getting a place near the back of the line. He watched as the dude with brown hair who always sat in the middle seat started the line, and he immediately got up.

As he made his way over to the line, he noticed nobody had gotten up in front of him. It was too late to sit back down, and at this pace, he was gonna be second up to talk to the police. "Crap." he thought. He kept his head down as the sulked his way over to the line. Trying to brighten the mood, he decided to crack an on the fly and admittedly off-color joke to the dude with brown hair in front of him:

"Geez, did somebody bring a Glock to a nerf fight last night or something?"

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

My post will be out before midnight PST

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Joe Bronson

-BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!-

Joe's eyes shot open at the sound of the alarm. He was up late last night working on this month's comics, and knew he hadn't gotten any more than 4 hours of sleep last night. Barely awake, he grabbed his phone and checked the time. He had 10 minutes to get to class. Not having the energy to get off the couch he had passed out onto, he rolled onto the floor and stood up.

"Eh, I'm late every other week and the professor hasn't commented on it yet." He thought to himself. He grabbed a nearby hoodie off the floor. It passed the sniff test. He threw it over the t-shirt and jeans he slept in, brushed his teeth and left the house as quickly as his lethargic body would allow him to.

Joe started his Saturday morning like always does, tuning into the latest installment of his favorite live podcast, Craig's Comic Chat Hour. He always enjoyed the host's turbulent interactions with guest callers. He always kept up with the latest releases, and hearing people discuss them live always made waking up early for Mythology class on a weekend morning a little easier. He always only saw the first few minutes of it live as he walked to class, but he always listened to the rest immediately after. Next on his Saturday morning routine was to pass through the red square and grab a cup of coffee on his way to class. His head was down, focused on his phone, and before he knew it, he had been served a fresh facefull of pavement.

Embarrassed, he stood up, put his phone and earbuds in his pocket, He adjusted his now cracked glasses and noticed the mess he had made. Joe had tripped over and knocked down a whole line of police tape right in front of a gawking crowd. He noticed some police officers giving some serious stink-eye. "Sorry!", he yelled out at them as he jogged away from the scene. Great. Not only did he make a fool of himself in front of a large crowd of people, he won't even be able to grab some coffee. He took an alternate route to class, making him even more late than he was before.

He entered the class and groggily made his way to a seat neat the back and pulled out his notebook. His notebook consisted more of sketches of the various creatures discussed in the class than notes on the actual stories about them. He looked at the projector. "So it's ghosts today, cool." he thought to himself as he begun to sketch little floating sheets with eye holes.

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

@BenG85

Yeah, sorry for the delay.

My post will be out shortly

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Joe Bronson

Character Name: Joseph "Joe" Bronson
Age: 20
Major: Graphic Design
Personality: Upon first glance, Joe is a quiet, reserved young man. His face is almost always in a neutral expression, which has lead many of his peers to half-jokingly speculate if he is even capable of smiling. While initially standoffish with strangers, we will eventually warm up to people, especially if they're funny.

Those that are familiar with Joe know that he values humor more than anything. He has a bleak sense of humor, and often makes sarcastic deadpan quips around people he's comfortable with. He shrouds everything he does in humor to hide the fact that the years of near isolation as a child have left him feeling rather empty. All of his art is intended to be comedic first. Even when tackling serious issues, always tries to find a humorous angle to approach it from.

Joe is a lifelong collector of comic books, and took an interest in Mythology to get a better understanding of the myths and legends that many of his personal favorites are based on. He is very protective of his collection, keeping it locked in a safe in his dorm room. He uses the skills learned from majoring in graphic design to write and publish comic strips in the university newspaper.

Background: Joe was born in Sedona, Arizona, and lived there for most of his life. He had no siblings and very few friends as a child, and was generally seen as "the weird kid" by his peers. His overprotective parents rarely let him go out, so he spent the majority of the first 18 years of his life cooped-up in his room. He grew an interest in Comics from an early age, collecting as many as he could get his hands on, and drawing his own with printer paper and #2 pencil. The few friends he had, he made through sharing his comics. He continued to hone his craft and managed to get a scholarship for multiple prestigious design colleges, but for some reason, he felt something urging him to attend Evergreen State College.

Favorite Ghost: [blank for now]

Do You Believe in UFO's, Astral Projections, Mental Telepathy, ESP, Clairvoyance, Spirit Photography, Telekinetic Movement, Full Trance Mediums, The Loch Ness Monster and The Theory of Atlantis?: I don't know, I've never seem much proof, but I've never seen anybody disprove that those exist either.

Ghostbusters: Ecto-Charge!

Joe Bronson

Character Name: Joseph "Joe" Bronson
Age: 20
Major: Graphic Design
Personality: Upon first glance, Joe is a quiet, reserved young man. His face is almost always in a neutral expression, which has lead many of his peers to half-jokingly speculate if he is even capable of smiling. While initially standoffish with strangers, we will eventually warm up to people, especially if they're funny.

Those that are familiar with Joe know that he values humor more than anything. He has a bleak sense of humor, and often makes sarcastic deadpan quips around people he's comfortable with. He shrouds everything he does in humor to hide the fact that the years of near isolation as a child have left him feeling rather empty. All of his art is intended to be comedic first. Even when tackling serious issues, always tries to find a humorous angle to approach it from.

Joe is a lifelong collector of comic books, and took an interest in Mythology to get a better understanding of the myths and legends that many of his personal favorites are based on. He is very protective of his collection, keeping it locked in a safe in his dorm room. He uses the skills learned from majoring in graphic design to write and publish comic strips in the university newspaper.

Background: Joe was born in Sedona, Arizona, and lived there for most of his life. He had no siblings and very few friends as a child, and was generally seen as "the weird kid" by his peers. His overprotective parents rarely let him go out, so he spent the majority of the first 18 years of his life cooped-up in his room. He grew an interest in Comics from an early age, collecting as many as he could get his hands on, and drawing his own with printer paper and #2 pencil. The few friends he had, he made through sharing his comics. He continued to hone his craft and managed to get a scholarship for multiple prestigious design colleges, but for some reason, he felt something urging him to attend Evergreen State College.

Favorite Ghost: [blank for now]

Do You Believe in UFO's, Astral Projections, Mental Telepathy, ESP, Clairvoyance, Spirit Photography, Telekinetic Movement, Full Trance Mediums, The Loch Ness Monster and The Theory of Atlantis?: I don't know, I've never seem much proof, but I've never seen anybody disprove that those exist either.