Eklispe

Academy of Noble Arms

She picked up on the wrong thing, namely him being a pervert and her having little to no valuables other than her sack, which he clearly didn't touch, so she didn't care about that part. Now if she'd been carrying around some money, it'd be a different story.

The Front Row (Play as Yourself)

Mikeal started at a loud noise and grasped for his blankets to pull them over him but was met with nothing but his clothes. "Hm?" he muttered sleepily as he opened his eyes and looked around. Well that was odd. This was not the same scene he'd fallen asleep to. Was this just a weird dream? Mikeal sat up and slapped himself quickly to test. A sound echoed throughout the area and felt too real for anything else. He'd been abducted then. How odd. Mikeal stood up, now fully awake due to the oddness of his situation. Some sort of prison judging by the bars. Mikeal looked for any windows and found none, then began looking for some form of escape. Imagine how hard it would be catch up on his classes if he was gone for much longer than a few days. He began jostling the bars and tapping the walls and floors to see if there was anything to help him. If nothing else the noise would get the attention of anyone else here, though that might not be a good thing.

The Front Row (Play as Yourself)

Character

Name: Mikeal Bratton

Personality: Tends to over-commit to things, I like to think I'm analytical but I tend to get caught up in the moment. Is rather friendly and talkative when given the appropriate topic. Can sometimes come off as a bit of a butt given his sharp tongue, but I don't mean it.

Appearance: White male, about 5 feet 10 inches tall and 149 pounds. Brown hair cut short in the front that trails down to mid-back length in the rear. Brown eyes, usually wears thing glasses secured by a green glasses strap. Smattering of acne across face, chest, and back. Just barely considered thin. Has a shadow of six-pack and slightly built arm muscles. Tends to wear gray sweats and a gray t-shirt with a black jacket.

Talents:
-Am great at improvising
-Good athlete, high endurance
-Fast reader
-Good memory for things I care about
-Good at tricking people
-Pretty good at climbing

Flaws:
-Very disorganized
-Can be unreasonable when out of patience
-Often reckless
-No real fighting experience
-Easy to guilt trip
-I pick at my fingers, usually anywhere from one to three have blood from torn skin on them.

Desires: An awesome sword fighter with wings and a tail. and lasers. Maybe a giant axe. Defiantly tons of magic items.

Fears:
-Being paralyzed
-Being too weak
-Failure
-Disappointment

The Front Row (Play as Yourself)

Noice

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

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Men vs. Women Race to 1000

125

Mains | League of Legends

N/A Plat last season, haven't played ranked this one yet. I'll get around to destroying my free time, hopes, and dreams soon enough. I play a couple games a day usually.

Academy of Noble Arms

@Minato Namikaze Is your last bit of dialogue internal or external? Cause its got quotes but I'm not sure if that just indicates him thinking to himself.

Men vs. Women Race to 1000

125

Mains | League of Legends

Alex

Alex shrugged at his boss's praise. It was pretty easy work honestly, easier than his cafe work. Alex made one more round of the store to make sure everything was in place. He stared at the knife and his hand reached out to it before phone rang. His hand retracted and pulled out his phone. Sure, my old apartment is pretty crummy, I'd need to move my stuff though. Alex looked at the knife again. No, stealing was no way to repay Arthur. I'll get my stuff while we wait for your girlfriend to get here or w.e He phone went back to his pocket and Alex yawned before strapping on his rollerblades and making his way home, his few possessions fit in a single suitcase, so it couldn't take much longer than 15 minutes to get there and back again.

Artemis

Artemis took a few steps back nibbling on a pizza crust. This didn't seem like a very good idea. The room was kind of heating up and it seemed Sam wasn't even started yet. Didn't fire champions tend to have... you know a total lack of restraint and control? Worse scenario the whole building burned down and everyone inside died. Best case scenario, they found out her champion and there was no damage. Hm. Those two didn't seem quite equal. Artemis backed away a little faster until she was at the door. You know, just in case.