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

Please explain.

Mana-Script Academy For The 'Gifted'

Alchemy Class

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"Hm, interesting. Make one of those three and bring it to our next class, you'll find the materials you need in one of your room's cupboards." He snapped his fingers again and the room resumed its original, more boring state. "Remember to bring a food everyone, class dismissed." Well that wasn't too bad. All they had to do was make a food, easy. "Ah Agatha, you raised your hand as well. What did you have to bring me?"

Legends Among Us (Pokemon RP) (closed)

@Chimera We're decently far on the collab, they we've taken a break at this point. Vuduin has fallen for your trick so if you wanna work in anything before we start again drop by.

The Beastly Curse (we still need people)

Rex was tipped over as his point of balance as removed and dragged away. Oh cold now. Oh very cold. Rex slowly began attempting to wriggle away but it was futile. The cold was everywhere and he couldn't move far enough before he felt his energy fading. Maybe if he took a nap he would feel better. So Rex once again curled into a ball in the middle of the icy floor. "Hehe, ssssleeepy."

Dice

Niel Grace

Six? He'd either just won the most or lost the most. Maybe another roll- that train of thought was immediately dispelled as the shiny die vanished. "Aw!" Niel cried in dismay, he'd really liked that! His disappointment was replaced by curiosity at the small buzzing in his pocket. It was that cell phone he'd pocketed a while ago. Last time he'd checked the plan had ran out on it. But now he had a text from someone unknown. Niel peered through the message with interest, checking out his stats. Heh, always knew he was a good performer. His face feel a little at seeming his memory at a mere 10. Judging by the many, many, many, other 20's that were floating around it seemed to be the average. What if he bumped it up? If he put all 6 'points' into it then that section would almost be average. What would that be like? Being able to remember things like names and faces, questions and answers? Niel tabbed to the quest section.

Make friends? A place to live? Get motivation? Did getting an apartment count as a place to live? Sending money to his family? Basically all those things required money, which Niel didn't have much to waste. He did like the idea of completing the quests and getting more dice. It reminded him of the board game he'd once played. Something about dragons. The inability to remember the name struck him once again with the disappointment he had in his own brain. But he could increase that right? If he could remember things like a normal person he could make friends. He could get a job and a place to live. Niel almost trembled with anticipation at the thought, he'd since given up on those things a long time ago. Carefully, almost fearfully, he assigned his all his dice points to memory, increasing it all the way to 16. Would there be an immediate change? Gradual? Or was it really all just a foolish game? No way, nobody was paying attention to see that he'd rolled a six and even if they were they wouldn't be able to type all this up that fast. It had to be real.

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

Inside Apparently Not So Crummy Bank

Regus took out the mask and carefully placed it over his face. He really hoped there weren't any wards that happened to be close by. He could stall the alarm going off for a while but when it did if a ward squad or any major heros showed up he was probably screwed. From what the web had provided this bank was about the same as the last one he robbed. Basic containment foam that activated on alarm, not a problem with his power luckily. All the personal had key cards that were required to get anywhere helpful, so in interest of doing this most efficiently he needed to swipe a key card. Last time he'd just powered through it and gotten lucky. Desperation did that to a person. Counting on lady luck twice was asking to be let down. How to get a card though? He couldn't just ask nicely. Probably. Maybe?

What if he BSed his way through it? The mask combined with the rest of his black clothing would probably be pretty intimidating, maybe he could pass himself off as FBI or something, like a ward or a PRT officer. Which was most likely to work? Probably a ward, he could show off his power to make it more believable. Call himself a transfer. Regus closed the laptop and stuffed in back in his bag. He quickly left the bathroom and cut in front of a line of people waiting to talk to a teller and spoke quickly. "I need to get into the vault, I'm a ward, precog said it had a 78% chance of getting robbed so I got sent to deal with it, got backup if I need it." The teller looked sufficiently unimpressed.

"Name?" he asked simply. Well feces. Regus passed off his apid thinking by looking skeptically at the teller and buying time by saying, "What do you need my name for?". Now it was the teller's turn to look at him skeptically, "I need to enter your name if I'm going to let you into the vault, even if you are a ward." Got it, school was helpful for something after all. "Sorry I'm a little new at this, transferred yesterday. Name's Drho." The teller typed some stuff and a warning sound came out. He squinted at it and sighed,"Freaking behind on the paperwork as usual. Whatever, Nick cover for me, I've got a ward to take." Apparently this wasn't unusual. Perfect. Regus followed the teller deeper into the bank, watching his card periodically swipe through checks. He couldn't tell if this was more or less than nerve-racking than last time he'd done this. This time he had a plan, on the other hand he didn't know how well it would work and he wasn't running on pure adrenalin now.

They entered a fairly small room, able to fit about ten poeple in it tops, with a bunch of electronic stuff in the walls and beeping lights. The teller turned to him and said, "Basic anti stranger protocols, we ask you some questions and cross check it in the databanks." He turned around and began typing something onto a keyboard placed in a wall with a small monitor above it. "First question is-"" The teller's statement was cut off by Regus slamming his head into the wall, knocking him unconscious, at least. Almost immediately alarms sounded and the room was sprayed with containment foam. This would have been soo much harder if that stuff worked on him. As it was Regus barely had to tap the foam with his power and he could tear through it with ease. The building sounded and looked like it was going into lockdown, but given how close Regus was to the vault already he should be able to get there and out before any real trouble started. Still, if any PRT buggers were hanging around they'd doubtless be getting called in right now, he couldn't afford to waste any time. Then there was the nigggling doubt in the back of his mind that the Boss may have set him up after all, and when he opened up the back of the vault he'd be met by a life in prison.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Diana

Diana was impressed with the speed at which the exam began, two members could've been dead before it had truly began. Her eyes scanned the tree tops as she carefully made her way towards Hiro, taking their instructors advise. A pegasus knight swooped down with startling swiftness, even though Diana had already seen them attack, but she was able to whirl to the side to meet the attack and bring up her small buckler to solidly block the lance. Still the force of the attack sent her skidding back a bit, leaving small furrows in the dirt. By the time she'd recovered enough to counteract her attacker was already gone. The next dive was from a wyvern rider and this time Diana was more prepared, her lance lunged out seeking the rider's flesh, but he darted away, his weapon ready to block even if she had gotten close enough.

These buggers were fast, however she was now close enough to talk to Hiro and their self elected tactician Tybalt. Diana listened to his hastily spoken plan, it seemed good enough for her, though she was unsure that taking the rules loosely would net them a win it was worth a shot, even if it did mean loosing two members to do so. "I suppose I'll guard Mr. Hiro until we can get rid of these buggers." Diana raised her lance and took a protective stance next to Hiro, "Move and I will follow, I gaurentee they'll have to hit me first." It seemed their training would be hard after all.

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

*Thinks up thousands of contradictions but can't decide on one most appropriate* Eh.

Dice

Niel rolled the die through his fingers admiring the colors, what a pretty toy. He'd gotten many things in his hat and forgotten even more, but he was confident he had never gotten something quite like this. He wondered who had given it to him, maybe a business man, or an owner of a pawn shop, even a teacher. Perhaps another person like him? Nah, probably some person with a trinket they figured they didn't need. It wouldn't have surprised if it wasn't so nice. Niel had just arrived in town and had finished his first performance, it'd gone reasonably well.

Niel now had enough money to go on for a few weeks if he did nothing from his last few acts, he hadn't pocketed anything yet, he usually waited at least a day, sometimes more depending on how long he planned on staying. Sometimes it amazed him how charitable people were. Then there were the times he was running on less than a meal a day, but now he could easily afford that. Life was fickle like that. Perhaps whoever had given this to him wanted Niel to test his luck. Grinning broadly as he sat in the shade of an alleyway Niel flicked the die into the air and watched it come tumbling, tumbling down. 6's were good right? Or maybe it was 1's. Guess it all depended on the game you were playing.

Mains | League of Legends

Alex

"Yeah just about. I dealt with all this bul- oney, yesterday, oh and my name is Alex." He would've said more but tall, dark, and handsome decided to walk over. Alex was eerily reminded of himself yesterday. Even more so he felt a power similar to his own from the waiter. Odd. The same sort of thing that resonated with the dark-haired person's power recoiled from his waiter's. Well if he was Talon that would make sense. It would also make sense if he was Katarina, but that would be freaking weird and he didn't want to think about that. Whatever these league nonsense was, it wasn't exactly a secret anymore and if it was Alex didn't care about keeping it, life was sooo much easier when you didn't have to worry about that extra baggage. "Just talking about our league transformations, which one's yours? Oh and-" Dang it he didn't know her name. Awk. He'd just have to talk at her since he didn't feel like asking. "If you want me to talk about it more we can chat after we get our food k?" Alex was tempted to shoot a jibe at the dark-haired man about how their waiter was working harder than he was but figured it was un-needed. He had enough trouble in his life as it was.