Eklispe

The Beastly Curse (we still need people)

Rex snorted at the sound of a horrid screeching sound and looked around with wide eyes. Well snorted as best he could. Since he was a snake. Looking around it seemed they needed to begin serving, they had guests! What to do though? He couldn't move plates, the tea was being taken care of. FLOWERS. THE DINNER TABLE NEEDED FLOWERS! Slithering away quickly Rex curled around a particularly pretty bundle of red flowers and tore them from the ground. Partly impaling himself. Ow, ow, ow, ow, Rex thought to himself as he hurriedly transported the flowers to the vases on the dinner table. It had to be roses didn't it. Rex surveyed the flowers pleased, it looked pretty, surely Felix would be proud of him now! Or at least satisfied. Hopefully he didn't yell. Rex made his way to the cat surveying the efforts and hissed proudly towards the dinner table with his tail. "Looksss, I got the flowersss!"

The Beastly Curse (we still need people)

Blizz buddy we're on the internet remember? Luminoth. It take less time to find the answer to the question then to ask it. Also inserting myself into story shortly friends. ^.^

Mains | League of Legends

Artemis

Artemis woke up moments before the sun rose. She quickly ran through her morning routine, shower, dry, clothes, food. Then she checked the card again to make sure of the address. Time to see if they could figure out what was going on. Artemis was tempted to bring her Diana cosplay with her but decided against it. Too many ways it might be poorly received. Regardless upon donning a comfortable pair of gray sweatpants, a black shirt, and a sweatshirt that matched her pants, Artemis made her way outside slowly walking to the address on the card. She looked at the building somewhat skeptically, it seemed she was the first one here. Odd, well not really but still. She rang the doorbell and waited patiently for something to happen.

Alex

Alex looked around with blurry eyes and stumbled his way into his clothes and looked at the laptop next to him, mildly confused. It took him a minute or two to remember what had happened. He'd followed Arthur to his apartment, much nicer than Alex's own, and bunked for the night, the two of them had managed to figure out that he seemed to be have Talon's powers. It explained the glowing blood he'd seen and the whole blade thing, though Alex wasn't sure how to access any other powers, if he even had any. Alex booted up the computer and started a custom game versus bots with Talon while he waited for Arthur to wake up. Maybe if he played Talon more he would get a better idea of how to use these powers.

Dragon Riders Needed! Tale of Two Dragon Academies[CLOSED]

@TheHangedMan

Taste

Pica's search was in vain and soon the voice stopped altogether. However as she progressed she became aware of a new sensation. Something highly unusual. It felt as though her tongue was lightly coated with sugar, the sweetness rich and delicious. It quickly faded to that of a bitterness, like earth and... something darker. The tastes slowly alternated, Pica would find nothing on her mouth, but that taste would continue constantly flickering.

@NightmareInd

Taste

Samuel found the voices eventually faltered. He rode in silence for a couple of seconds before he felt something odd. A taste, but of what? It must have felt like the cold steel of a blade, but all around his mouth, like blades were waiting to slice into his vulnerable flesh. Paused, held by an invisible hand. But for how long?

@pkken

Taste

The voices died away, seemingly irritated by the lack of response. Lance would find another sense had come under attack, his taste. But it was a good taste. The sweet, innocent taste of the candy sold to small children at fairs. The kind you got on your birthday, perhaps this cave was making it up to him?

@Whitewind

Taste

The voices left, suddenly without a hint of warning. What come next was perhaps more disorienting if not as annoying. Her sense of taste was gone. The cold cave air blew past her, her mouth would feel oddly numb, like it was missing something. It was a sad thing to lose your taste. You became off kilter. Distracted. Different.

@Aisling

Taste

Blissful silence reigned for mere moments before the next section began. A slight dizzying sensation and she felt it. Flecks on her tongue. Flecks of ash. Burnt from a far away fire, they tasted just slightly... of flesh. Strange, nothing was on her tongue and the taste wouldn't go away. At least it shouldn't be more than uncomfortable.

@IronWill

Hearing

Shitara rode through the cave, briefly accosted by silence. It quickly faded however. The sound of manicial laughter came to ears, followed by the sound of a crackling fire. That and the unmistakable, ugly twang that came when a string snapped. At each twang the laughter redoubled in strength, seemingly amused by the sound. So close, the noise echoed all around her, but it was impossible to tell where it came from.

Edge of Tamriel - Aetherium

Bump so I remember to post here when I get a chance.

Mains | League of Legends

Posting today. Just kind of late. In about 11 hours. Don't hang me if its not up by then :<

Dragon Riders Needed! Tale of Two Dragon Academies[CLOSED]

I'll have the post up late today, I've got a class for about 10 hours so I'll post after that

The Duel Tower: The first year students. (A Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Academy Roleplay.) [Axed]

Oh right. "Sorry my name is Megan and this is Camryn. I guess classes are getting pretty close to over, I wonder how good dinner is going to be. My deck is just warriors by the way, nothing special." Performapals were pendulum monsters right? Like that guy with the odd-eyes. Just thinking about him put her in a sour mood momentarily. She didn't even remember the guys name. Megan became lost in her thoughts staring at Nate's duel disk. Only performpals? Did he have an odd-eyes? Did he know what classes to attend? Did she? No. She wondered if they could get custom duel disks at some point, she'd seen them before. Maybe something dragony. How'd they get new cards anyway? Just by walking up to the same place as the structure packs? With money? Or some sort of academy credit?

dont worry about it

code

import java.io.*;
import java.text.*;
public class Tempature
{
private double degrees ;
private String scale;


public Tempature()
{
degrees = 0.0f;
scale = "no scale";
}

public void setDegrees(double newDegrees)
{
degrees = newDegrees;
}

public void setScale(String newScale)
{
scale = newScale;
}

public Tempature(double newDegrees, String newScale)
{
degrees = newDegrees;
scale = newScale;
}




public double getTempatureF()
{
if (!scale.equals("C"))
{
degrees = (double)Math.round(degrees * 10d) / 10d;
return degrees;
}
else
{
double degreesF = (9 * (degrees / 5) + 32);
degreesF =(double)Math.round(degreesF * 10d) / 10d;
return degreesF;
}

}

public double getTempatureC()
{


if (!scale.equals("F"))
{
degrees = (double)Math.round(degrees * 10d) / 10d;
return degrees;
}
else
{
double degreesC = (5 * (degrees - 32) / 9);
degreesC =(double)Math.round(degreesC * 10d) / 10d;
return degreesC;
}
}

public boolean getEqual(Tempature temp2)
{

if(this.getTempatureC() == temp2.getTempatureC() && this.getTempatureF() == temp2.getTempatureF())
{
return true;
}

else
return false;

}
}

public class TempatureTester
{

public static void main(String[] args)
{
Tempature tempature1 = new Tempature(0, "C");


System.out.println("Testing the default Constructor using Temp1");

System.out.println("temp1 in C is: " + tempature1.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("temp2 in F is: " + tempature1.getTempatureF());
System.out.println();

Tempature tempature2 = new Tempature(22, "C");

System.out.println("Testing of 3 set methods using Temp2");

System.out.println("new temp2 in C is: " + tempature2.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("new temp2 in F is: " + tempature2.getTempatureF());


tempature2 = new Tempature(22, "F");

System.out.println("new temp2 in C is: " + tempature2.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("new temp2 in F is: " + tempature2.getTempatureF());


tempature2 = new Tempature(100, "C");

System.out.println("new temp2 in C is: " + tempature2.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("new temp2 in F is: " + tempature2.getTempatureF());
System.out.println();

System.out.println("Testing of 3 alternate Constructors using Temp3, Temp4, and Temp5");


Tempature tempature3 = new Tempature(25.22, "C");

System.out.println("temp3 in C is: " + tempature3.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("temp3 in F is: " + tempature3.getTempatureF());


Tempature tempature4 = new Tempature(0, "F");

System.out.println("temp4 in C is: " + tempature4.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("temp4 in F is: " + tempature4.getTempatureF());

Tempature tempature5 = new Tempature(250, "F");

System.out.println("temp5 in C is: " + tempature5.getTempatureC());

System.out.println("temp5 in F is: " + tempature5.getTempatureF());
System.out.println();


System.out.println("Testing to see if 2 are equal using Temp4 and Temp5, should be false");

System.out.println("temp4 equals temp5 is " + tempature4.getEqual(tempature5));
System.out.println();


tempature5 = new Tempature(0, "C");
Tempature tempature6 = new Tempature(32, "F");

System.out.println("Testing to see if 2 are equal using Temp5 as 0 C and new Temp6 as 32 F, should be true");
System.out.println("temp5 equals temp6 is " + tempature5.getEqual(tempature6));
System.out.println();

tempature5 = new Tempature(-40, "C");
tempature6 = new Tempature(-40, "F");

System.out.println("Testing to see if 2 are equal using Temp5 as -40 C and new Temp6 as -40 F, should be true");
System.out.println("temp5 equals temp6 is " + tempature5.getEqual(tempature6));
System.out.println();


tempature5 = new Tempature(100, "C");
tempature6 = new Tempature(212, "F");

System.out.println("Testing to see if 2 are equal using temp5 as 100 C and new temp6 as 212 F, should be true");
System.out.println("temp5 equals temp6 is " + tempature5.getEqual(tempature6));
}


}

Worm - Chicago (High casual) (Superheroes and villains)

Drho

Real name:
Regus Exavius (Identity as villain, Unknown)

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Typically wears dull gray or black clothes, comfortable sweatpants he can run in and basic sneakers. Also wears these under his costume.

Hero/Villian name:
Drho

Affiliation:
Evil

Biography:
Regus was born in Chicago, both his parents safe and sound. His mother was a smart women who wasn't keen on doing work. As a result she managed to latch onto a very wealthy business man who happened to be short on family. Regus was pampered to his heart's content in his childhood, just not by his parents. His father was always far too busy with, well business, and his mother was always out spending her husband's money on feeding her addictions and going to parties. Not that she told him, to his father's knowledge his mother was either caring for Regus or running errands. Not to say Regus wasn't happy, quite the opposite. Like his mother his free time was greatly enhanced by his father's money. The newest game system, nicest clothes, best food. You name it Regus had it. School was easy both ways for him, Regus's natural intelligence and influential father gave him good grades and better friends, both with little effort. Regus's life was a gilded road, perfect student, star of the swim team, likable. Life was good. Then it slowly became not.

Regus was pampered not stupid. He noticed that things stopped becoming quite so gilded. He didn't ride to school in a limo anymore. Christmas was no longer a showering of gifts, barely a light drizzle. Forced smiles and nervous glances the few times they had family dinners. When his parents thought he was asleep or didn't care there were furious shouting matches.They were in debt. Regus's grades began slipping as his classes got harder and his focus dropped. He'd seen enough TV to know what was going on. Divorce was all be inevitable. Or it would've been if his father hadn't died of a stroke. At least that's what the police concluded. Regus knew better of course. His mother knew people. All kinds of people. He'd seen her come home with the powder, at first he thought it was just another one of her drugs. Then he saw her slip it in the wine. Addicting his father too? It'd come together when his father convulsed, dying within minutes. Regus knew had happened. The mansion they lived in was sold off, everything in it. They rented a sleezy apartment and his mother continued her lifestyle, living off her husbands money, searching for someone else when she burnt through that.

She never got that far though. After she'd done an admirable job of burning through nearly all of her funds she'd gotten herself arrested. It was a life sentence for several compiled offences. Ranging from possession and intent to sell all the way to murder. Not his father's but for several others. Regus was surprised, he'd known his mother wasn't the best person and had killed his father, but he hadn't known she'd killed others. Not perhaps it shouldn't have been as surprising as it was. Regardless Regus was left in a lurch. He'd barely managed to graduate, didn't have any job skills, and was practically penniless. Regus ended up joining a gang, only half by choice. They'd been very insistent in recruiting him and leaving wasn't really an option for him. After going through his initiation he quickly found out you were either all in or all out. And once you were all in, you didn't get out. The crew had a couple of capes leading it. After several months of reluctantly committing crimes and doing as little as he could get away with.

Then one morning he woke up in a metal box. It barely fit him, his legs were curled up to his chest with hardly an inch of space to move in any given direction. Several hours of screaming until his voice grew hoarse bore no result. He clawed as best he could at the walls trapping him until his fingers bleed but it bore no result. Regus was in there for days. He never found out how long. Sometime in the haze of cramped limbs, gasping for air, and the headache ringing through his skull it got worse. A metal spike was driven through the metal box skewering his arm. And another one right next to it. Regus thought he couldn't scream anymore, he'd been wrong. When he woke up he found the metal box looked like it melted around him, in solidified lumps on the ground around him. The spike wasn't there anymore either. Regus shakily got to hands and knees, then looked around. There was a chair, with a half eaten sandwich on the ground to it. He was in some random alleyway. He crawled to the sandwich and devoured it. There was still a hole in his arm that had somehow managed to stop bleeding. Regus managed to get to his feet leaning against a wall for support. A wallet. There was a wallet on the chair. Regus snatched it and rifled through it, nearly a hundred bucks, enough to survive for a while. He managed to stagger his way into a cafe and get some more food, funny looks aside, it was Chicago, they'd seen worse.

He managed to find out that his gang had gotten taken down at one of the big meetings. The PRT had gone full force on them and no one had made it out. Still didn't explain what he'd been doing in a metal box with a hole through his arm. He used the reminder of the money on medical supplies as best he could to patch up his arm. Then he found out his power. He'd wearily leaned against a bench to rest, still drained from the experience and the bench bent beneath his weight like playdoh. Several experiments later he'd confirmed it. He had powers. Regus must've had a trigger event in that hellish box. Over the next few days Regus consumed his food supply and tested the extent of his powers. With no money, no one he knew, and nothing else to go on. Crime came naturally. When you could nearly literally walk through walls, stealing was easy. At first it was small things. Food, jewelry, but then he experimented more with power. Become used to it. He got easier and the prizes he took bigger and more valuable. Regus wasn't surviving anymore, he was living. Better off than any other seventeen year old he knew. Of course he didn't really know any so the point was moot.

Personality:
Regus is as you might expect, somewhat disillusioned with the world. People suck. However Regus isn't what he would call a bad person. He doesn't go out his way to make people's lives suck. His difficult life has given him an amazing amount of tenacity as well as a distrust of people. Regus is very confident in himself and his abilities but always tries to have a backup plan. Overall he gives off a lazy impression but this is more to deceive people than anything else.

A passing glance won't reveal his self-assurance in the way he carries himself, however when he is caped its quite clear. Still new to the villain business Regus is out for himself, not actively hurting anyone per say, just looking out for himself. Luckily he's managed to avoid any major confrontations with any capes or police force but he knows it won't last for long. He's prepared to do whatever it takes if that becomes the case. Though he hopes it won't come to that.

Residence:
Crummy Apartment

Parental status:
Father dead, Mother in jail.

Costume:
Long flowing black robes to conceal his identity and for use with his power. Also wears a demon face-mask

Power:
Regus can manipulate an object's density. The most frequent thing he does with this is makes things soft, like puddy, so he can push, squish, and reshape them. This allows him to go through conventional barriers with ease by softening them and tearing them apart. In addition he can use it to make things more stiff. For example he could make clothing have the rigidness of a brick, that is to say it doesn't move anymore it remains solid against any force that pushes against it.

This allows him to immobilize people rather easily by hardening their clothes. This effect wears off after around ten minutes or if Regus removes the effects. Regus can do something like puddy-ify a TV and squish into a ball then reform it, but he wouldn't be able to change the dimensions into say a bigger TV, or turn it into another piece of machinery, though this is more a lack of knowledge than ability. The same applies to other objects. Manton effect applies.

Power range:
1 meter around his body 2 meter through contact of modified objects. Constant throughout effected area.

Power safeguards:N/A

PRT ranking:
Changer: 8
Stranger: 2
Brute:6
Striker: 5

Weapons:
A bullwhip

Misc: