Sup maggots. I'll be hopping into ze RP in one way or the other. Apparently, I got ze role of RPing out enemy NPCs as well, and I'm a rather bloodthirsty person, so expect suffering and maiming. Probs not death unless you're totes stupid though.
Also, a question: what is the color of your blood? :3
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Well, I'm fairly certain that we're waiting for you to post, isudae. XD
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Yeah, I'm honestly not sure where all the MagiTech girls went...guess it's final exams and such?
Sup. Go post your CS.
Note that you'll be involved with Katsuo in one way or the other, so you might want to figure that out. Maybe Da Vinci helps with construction.
Note that you'll be involved with Katsuo in one way or the other, so you might want to figure that out. Maybe Da Vinci helps with construction.
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Referring to Keepa as a girl, btw. It's easier for me, if nothing else. XD
Referring to Keepa as a girl, btw. It's easier for me, if nothing else. XD
Yeah, he really COULDN’T get used to Keepa’s weird-ass eldritch abomination arm. While he was already accustom to all the flirtatious or creepy or perverted motions that a certain Valkyrie was accustom to doing, Katsuo wasn’t able to brush aside the words of an ambiguously-gendered person quite as easily. After all, it’d get a whole lot more awkward if the brunette turned out to be a guy. Or a tranny.
It was a question that could probably be solved with a grab at the crotch, but while the tomato-headed boy was brave and impulsive, he wasn’t willing to risk his own crotch. Not against a person with a tentacle arm.
Deciding that cutting behind Keepa was equally good, the teen motioned for Ashita to say something in response to the snake-thing’s question, only to have the Sentient tilt her head slightly to the side and then shrug. It must be a first world problem, when you stress over your Sentient not having enough of a personality. It would be nice if Ashita was just a reserved Yamato Nadeshiko, but the Aspect of Gawain wasn’t even that. Katsuo reminded himself that he should ask Aislinn how Juno had developed such a personality, before picking up a double soup-and-sandwich combo.
Unfortunately, ethnical foods such as Asian cuisine wasn’t present in the cafeteria.
Then, as the two of them started for the table that snake-lady had claimed as her own territory, Juno decided to show of her top-tier acrobatics skills, leaping through the air and pretty much bowling the raven-haired girl over. The two Sentients slid in a tangled mess of hot, girl-on-girl action, as Katsuo decided that he’d rather not interfere with the hyper-positive Juno, before walking over to the table. Placing down his two trays, the red-head found a spot for himself (the table was getting a bit squished though) and remarked, “Really got to reveal the secret of Juno’s personality to me sometime, Aislinn. What did you even do to make a Sentient so active and cheerful?”
After a bit of rolling on the ground, Ashita came to the conclusion that she should probably be by her Master’s side. Standing up with no regards to the purple-haired witch clinging to her, the girl marched resolutely towards the table, no sign of exertion at all on her face.
It was a question that could probably be solved with a grab at the crotch, but while the tomato-headed boy was brave and impulsive, he wasn’t willing to risk his own crotch. Not against a person with a tentacle arm.
Deciding that cutting behind Keepa was equally good, the teen motioned for Ashita to say something in response to the snake-thing’s question, only to have the Sentient tilt her head slightly to the side and then shrug. It must be a first world problem, when you stress over your Sentient not having enough of a personality. It would be nice if Ashita was just a reserved Yamato Nadeshiko, but the Aspect of Gawain wasn’t even that. Katsuo reminded himself that he should ask Aislinn how Juno had developed such a personality, before picking up a double soup-and-sandwich combo.
Unfortunately, ethnical foods such as Asian cuisine wasn’t present in the cafeteria.
Then, as the two of them started for the table that snake-lady had claimed as her own territory, Juno decided to show of her top-tier acrobatics skills, leaping through the air and pretty much bowling the raven-haired girl over. The two Sentients slid in a tangled mess of hot, girl-on-girl action, as Katsuo decided that he’d rather not interfere with the hyper-positive Juno, before walking over to the table. Placing down his two trays, the red-head found a spot for himself (the table was getting a bit squished though) and remarked, “Really got to reveal the secret of Juno’s personality to me sometime, Aislinn. What did you even do to make a Sentient so active and cheerful?”
After a bit of rolling on the ground, Ashita came to the conclusion that she should probably be by her Master’s side. Standing up with no regards to the purple-haired witch clinging to her, the girl marched resolutely towards the table, no sign of exertion at all on her face.
Hawlin, out of curiousity, is there a reason why you alternate between third and first person?
It's closed, Peace Keepa.
Soup + Sandwich is superior, obviously.
Classes were, essentially, boring. Sometimes, Katsuo had to ask himself why he even put up with classes the first place. After all, he doubted that science would help him with his full-time job as an idol manager, unless it was related to pyrotechnics. And even then, he could just ask another Aspect, maybe one of Goemon or Vulcan to handle all the colorful, flaming explosions for him. If mathematics was related to money management, maybe he’d be more interested, but as of now, there were no accounting courses that he could take. Not that dealing with money was his main interest the first place. Out of all the eight different subjects he was managing this year, there was not a single one that interested him in any fashion at all. Maybe he was being too narrowminded, but really, all he wanted to do was to make Ashita the undisputed star of Risen Academy.
And, of course, the Sentinel would serve as a ‘proxy’ for himself in classrooms, sitting in his desk and taking down his notes while he lazed about on the school roof. It was a pretty useful thing really. He was surprised that Helena didn’t do that herself, considering that she could become triplets at a moment’s notice. Sure, she’d be exhausted at the end of it, but she’d have so much more free time to do whatever she wanted! Enjoying the tropical sky and the warm temperatures, he laid on his back with a big smile on his face. From nine in the morning till three in the afternoon, safety was all but guaranteed, with a free meal inbetween.
Anyways, it was much harder to get any planning done after school ends and explosions begin to sound in the horizon. After that nasty scuffle from yesterday, the redhead was almost certain that the Xerxes and Vlad cabals would be at each other’s throats again. A shame as well. Chances were that there would be more than just a few spectators this time as well, considering how the Aspect of Galahad had to come stop the fight last time. Well, hopefully, that large-scale event would be enough to capture the attention of most of the drones flying about the island.
The tomato-boy wanted to start a little project of his, after all.
The lunch bell decided to ring then, and, standing up, Katsuo ran down the stairwell to pick up Ashita. Passing by a few acquaintances and co-workers along the way, he waved and exchanged a few words of greeting, before dashing off once more. He burst into the classroom with the dynamic force of a bicycle, smiled at a teacher whose name he never remembered, before patting his doll’s head at another job well done. Pages filled with elegant handwriting detailed exactly what the lecture had been about, and, after stuffing them unceremoniously into his backpack, he marched off with the Maiden’s Knight in toll.
The two of them eventually arrived at the cafeteria, where Katsuo instantly found a legitimate method to cut into the line. Dragging the raven-haired little girl with him, he waved at Ashita’s acrobatics teacher.
“Thanks for saving a spot in the line for me, Keepa! How’s it going?”
And, of course, the Sentinel would serve as a ‘proxy’ for himself in classrooms, sitting in his desk and taking down his notes while he lazed about on the school roof. It was a pretty useful thing really. He was surprised that Helena didn’t do that herself, considering that she could become triplets at a moment’s notice. Sure, she’d be exhausted at the end of it, but she’d have so much more free time to do whatever she wanted! Enjoying the tropical sky and the warm temperatures, he laid on his back with a big smile on his face. From nine in the morning till three in the afternoon, safety was all but guaranteed, with a free meal inbetween.
Anyways, it was much harder to get any planning done after school ends and explosions begin to sound in the horizon. After that nasty scuffle from yesterday, the redhead was almost certain that the Xerxes and Vlad cabals would be at each other’s throats again. A shame as well. Chances were that there would be more than just a few spectators this time as well, considering how the Aspect of Galahad had to come stop the fight last time. Well, hopefully, that large-scale event would be enough to capture the attention of most of the drones flying about the island.
The tomato-boy wanted to start a little project of his, after all.
The lunch bell decided to ring then, and, standing up, Katsuo ran down the stairwell to pick up Ashita. Passing by a few acquaintances and co-workers along the way, he waved and exchanged a few words of greeting, before dashing off once more. He burst into the classroom with the dynamic force of a bicycle, smiled at a teacher whose name he never remembered, before patting his doll’s head at another job well done. Pages filled with elegant handwriting detailed exactly what the lecture had been about, and, after stuffing them unceremoniously into his backpack, he marched off with the Maiden’s Knight in toll.
The two of them eventually arrived at the cafeteria, where Katsuo instantly found a legitimate method to cut into the line. Dragging the raven-haired little girl with him, he waved at Ashita’s acrobatics teacher.
“Thanks for saving a spot in the line for me, Keepa! How’s it going?”
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