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The Front Row (Play as Yourself)

I was mildly insulted by being called a little girl but it had happened often enough that it wasn't a big deal. What was a big deal on the other hand, was the weird spider metal thing that slammed through the door. Unfortunately it was also the door they'd come in through and seemingly the only way out of this room. Following the lead of the person who'd been in front of the line I dashed to the other side of the room as far away from those things as possible searching for another way out before those machine-hybrid monsters killed them all, as the soldiers seemed to be barely holding them off. I figured I should probably be panicking right now since my chances of living were pretty low at this point. Maybe playing all those video games would come in handy. Air vent? Secret wall or floor panel? Anything!?

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

Bristle stared at the dragon for a moment. He was really small, blue, and had tiny little horns on him. Bristle couldn't resist letting out a little dwahhhh at the sight of him. The obvious thing to do was snatch the little guy up in a hug. Then he a thought. He could hear Rylarth but the little dragon hadn't opened his mouth. This was like mindspeaky thingy stuff. Can you hear me!!? He shout spoke at the dragon to test his theory. It'd be like having a friend he didn't even have to talk to to talk to. That was a weird thought. Ark ran up next to Bristle and snuffled at Rylarth curiously with all three of his heads.

Academy of Noble Arms

Nishka popped a bubble in an irritated fashion. Everyone had to pick up on the last name thing didn't they? "Nishka. Hobbies are punching stuff, skipping stones, and long walks on the beach." It was hard to tell if she was being sarcastic or not, the last part was in fact true though you couldn't tell from her voice. "I expect to get into a fight." There that covered everything. Camo dude was kind of hot in an adult way, but was a teacher so probably not that interesting. Nishka didn't even bother fighting back the yawn as she waited for class to continue. In an equally loud voice she replied to gray man, "She's got stabby thingies, duh."

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I died and reincarnated into fantasy world- WHAT'S WITH THIS LIGHT NOVEL-LIKE SETTING!?!

The Cowardly Fighter

Ohhhh myyyy gawwwdddddd. Fricking wolves. He was running from fricken wolves. His life span was going to be even shorter in this life. Oh. my. Gawd. There were so many people in front of him, all tearing and shoving to get away. Orion tripped again, but this time was shoved before he could regain his feet, and promptly stomped to the ground by the mass of bodies, shoved again every time he almost got his footing. His attempts to crawl away were equally futile and the cloud of wolves and pain descended upon him and he screamed. Loud and long. Through the incredibly pain shooting through his nerves he got a notification like the first one. Join the wild hunt? Oh hell if it made the pain stop yes. His fingers reached for the 'yes' button and he paused. Wasn't there something he was doing instead? Like a que- another spasm of pain ran through him and the qualm was dismissed and he massed the button as fast as he could.

Battle Village (High Casual, Always Recruiting)

Character

Name: Estiner Artorious

Race: Seed People

Physical Description: Tall white male, around 6 feet given or take and weighing in with a delicate but muscled frame of approximately 164 pounds. He has small scars on his hands and one across his chest from various incidents. He does like to wear somewhat nice clothing, those as of late he's running out of that and is resorting to more peasantly fare.

Inventory: An edged rapier and a flintlock pistol. Estiner also owns a small house on the outskirts of Dugadawn. In addition he carries a coin purse with 40 reds, 20 pinks and 5 yellows.

Fighting Technique: Estiner fights with the grace according to a noble man of his standing. Though relatively low class its more from choice than lack of skill. He is astonishingly speed with blade and blast, though he prefers to use his pistol as a last resort for several reasons. Generally he whittles down his opponent with precision strikes and bleeds them out until a finishing blow can be struck if necessary.

Strengths: Reading, Fencing, Marksman, Dancing, Sleeping

Weaknesses: Magic, Naive, Lazy

History: A Seed person with the rare exception of no parents, both having been killed. Presumably the attackers were killed but Estiner never found out. Despite this his heritage offered him a natural understanding of the intricacies of combat and his other related family took him the rest of the way. Despite being naturally disinclined towards work, Estiner found the art of dueling to be rather entertaining and participated quite often, if more often for trivial prizes. Despite this he found himself growing curious of the outside world and excused himself to take part in an, "adventure". Which consisted of traveling from town to town, getting a taste of what life was like, dwindling his coin purse, and getting into a few brawls in which he got his polite, refined, arse handed to him. Which is of course how he ended up getting trapped in Battle Village with the other unfortunate souls.

Other Notes: Weird stuff

Combat Experience: Several duels and brawls, been on both ends.

Stats:
Strength: 1
Speed: 3
Vitality: 2
Accuracy (Long- Range weapons): 2
Fighting (Melee weapons): 4
Mechanical Know-how: 1
Forging: 1
Taming: 1
Alchemy: 1
Scavenging: 1
Stealth: 1
Intellect: 2

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Liseranna Academy For The Magically Gifted [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]

Better than what I did. Which was nothing. So you could've done anything. But you did! So there. XD

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