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7 yrs ago
Current Yes, I'm an oversize child. Deal with it. :P
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8 yrs ago
That moment you've got too many rp ideas floating in your head, but you don't want to overwhelm yourself? Yeah... I'm right there, suffering in silence.
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8 yrs ago
RP hunting is like finding the rare toy in the cereal box. Doable, but the time and effort is nearly more than I can bare!
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9 yrs ago
That amazing high when you realized how far you've come in improving your writing. It's impossible to describe, but drowns you in a positive glow.
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9 yrs ago
I love being a terrible person by making my PCs' lives miserable, it's art form that never gets old or boring.
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Username.....Fallenreaper
Nicknames....Fallen (preferred), Reaper, Devour of lost souls, etc.
Gender..........Female
Sign...............Libra (true to sign surprisingly)
Occupation....Wandering and exploring the caves of my insane mind
Location.........USA (Lost in the Cornfields!)

Status............Stable.



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Advance RP

Create-A-Hero
Accepting: GM/Co-GM Nitemare Shape, Hound55, & Dedonus


Formaroth Part 2: Throne of Lies
Still Accepting: GM TheDuncanMorgan


Casual RP

X-Men: The New Era - Issue II: Avalon Rising
Accepting: GM Almalthia, Co GM Pilatus


Legacy of Heroes: The New Age
Accepting: GM Jessie Targaryen, Co GMs Alfhedil and Apollosarcher


Nation RP

None

Arena RP

None yet.


Extra Stuff Featuring: Flight Rising.

Most Recent Posts

I feel like I'm spamming this thing... badly. A reply will be up shortly, I just to make sure my post reads clearly and little mistakes as possible. I'm also double checking something on Jacer's notes before I put it up.

In addition, due to my ride ending losing a fight with a wood chunk, I can't really promise when I'll be able to get online since I'm still out of net back at home. So, not sure when I can get a reply in official. I'm really sorry but RL is busting my ass rather harshly, namely with an unexpected accident of a loved one and things cropping up unexpectedly. *sighs* Karma is a bitch if I ever saw one though I wish I knew what I did to deserve it. XD
I likely won't take part in this exchange @Fallenreaper due to being behind and not wanting to drag you and @Gowi down with my schedule.

So that means I am available for you @DBlade26 and ofc my wonderful padawan @Rtron


Pity, but understandable. We'll just have to figure out a way to replay that scene again, which shouldn't be hard, and with any luck I'll have net back officially in a week or two. January at the latest. Ellri has it saved, so we can make the needed changes when needed. So it's not lost.
~| Day 2, 13:39-13:42|~
~| Xid|~
~|Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Complex (Bunks B)|~


“I was rather young back then. How time has gone by and I still don’t feel any wiser.” Xid commented, his teeth bit his lip while he paused. His breathing was already heavy as he didn’t take his eyes off her, trying to shake the worry and pain in his expression. His curls were plastered to his forehead by the sweat coating his face, making his wounds sting from the cut near his jawline to his shoulder.

At mention of the bump on the head, he showed concern. “Yeah, Troopers and Sith alike seem to enjoy head blows. Through I have to say, blaster hits are much worse as is Force Lightning.”

He felt immediately stupid for his careless and insensitive question, namely when Talija couldn’t answer his obvious question. He even had a hard time trying to figure it out through he knew more than she did. It reminded the Knight he had to talk to Tolun, see if the older Knight held any details or valuable information which could lead to answers on their captivity. Even if the Sith merely wanted to turn them then why not kill the weak ones? Only the strong deserved to live, at least according to Jedi teachings about Sith, and it wouldn’t make sense to keep all of them still breathing.

The teenager raised his eyes, meeting hers, as he heard her words explain how she came here. Originally, for a brief moment, he had wondered if she was caught back on Coruscant. Somewhere hidden in the temple then was slowly transported here by the Darth’s lackies. It was only a theory but one quickly made moot when she mentioned the transport, shattering his thoughts need for an explanation.

When her words mentioned the Trandoshan, he sighed.

Gradually he lowered himself to the bunk underneath where he was trying to balance himself as he leaned over, seeming on the verge to lose whatever meal he had managed to consume during the day. It wasn’t much really so the action would’ve been quick if he had a mind to allow it. Right now, he didn’t want anymore weakness to show. Gingerly, and with some struggle, Xid swallowed his collecting acid at back of his throat then cleared it with great effort. “Yeah, he’s known as Lord Sish. He’s not known for being gentle and this isn’t the first time I ended up taking him on. At least this time he didn’t pin me underneath a droid.”

His voice tried to be humorous about the experience but knew he failed miserably. He paused, adjusting his position to ease the pressure off his ribs, as he redirected his attention to something better. Causally he gestured for Talija to take a seat beside him while he continued. “Punishment was never my strong suit, but I’ll be alright. I just didn’t expect a Trooper’s widower to beat my ribs is all. Though, you weren’t hurt were you? Since you came onboard?”

Mostly Xid was curious if she had met Darth Nyiss, their current warden. He recalled Nazca’s encounter and through Talija showed no physical symptoms, he didn’t want to assume something hadn’t happened before now.
I'll fluff with some detail, but the dialogue is posted for Fallen to use (since we're on a limited timeframe).


Yay! Post and working on a reply so I'll have one up soonish or in the morning.
~| Day 2, 13:29- 13:32 GST|~
~| Xid|~
~|Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Complex within the Bunker Room B|~


Xid had just finished getting his trousers on- his tunic forgotten since the material was too damp to put on without risk getting ill-when he heard a sound. Someone was entering the bunker, their eyes making his neck hairs raised on end and created a tingling sensation across his flesh. His fingers tightened in reaction as he assumed a new Sith had chosen him to be their newest plaything. The thought brought a depression to his focus before he shoved it to the side, trying to prevent it from stirring unwanted feelings and braced for the worst. In the back of his mind he was hopeful it was merely another Jedi checking up on his well being through he didn’t have a single, plausible excuse to give.

Saying it was a nightmare sounded rather weak for a Knight who went through the trials and made it, if barely, into the next stage. Sela, his heart pounded hard against his chest, would’ve been disappointed in his reaction even in this setting.

Slowly inhaling, Xid turned to face the person who had entered his space. All color dropped from his skin and sweat chilled him to the bone, his eyes widen in shock to see a ghost from his past materialize into his worst nightmare. Talija. For a moment, he thought his hand wouldn’t grip the frame hard enough to prevent him falling face down upon the ground as he just stared at her. A knot in his chest coiled more and more inside him, seeming bent on cutting off any air within his lungs, giving him an unlimited sense of time to absorb her image. Her blue hair, white skin, pointed ears, and reassuring smile were all genuinely her. There was doubt she was actually here and pain and guilt twisted within his mind at those undeniable facts, through her being her wasn’t his fault he still felt responsible for it. Like being connected to him was enough for his rotten feelings.

When she spoke, his mind snapped into place. “It’s been what, three years hasn’t it? What are you doing here?”

Xid hadn’t bothered to cover up his scars, mostly light and many new to Talija’s memory. He hadn’t even considered what she would think about his navel scar as he was distracted. Or the most recent which was discoloring his ribs and making him flinch with each step toward her. His hand held tightly to the frame in hopes to hid his weakness.
I'll post ASAP, so give me a sec.


I'll post later tonight. Also, anyone wanting in on this conversation, feel free to walk in on it as we're going to keep it single posts so to allow everyone to go at their own pace.
Lyn


Lyn giggled a bit at seeing Ssarak’s surprise, his face showed it well, as he heard her speak. On seeing him lean in closer to examine the item on her neck, she tried to make it easier by closing the distance without falling off Tyrael’s shoulders. He naturally won’t have allowed her to fall but she wasn’t excited about coming down from her perch too soon as she enjoyed it there. She didn’t have to stand on her tippy toes to see over everyone’s head after all and not walking was also a perk.

At mention of the same exact thing Leith made her promise, Lyn shook her head in amusement. ‘I know, Leith made me promise to keep practicing when he gave it to me. Besides, I think the rune would get over heated if I used it all the time. At least, that’s what Val said to Sam once.’

It was pretty clear the child had gotten around, the fact she mentioned Val telling Sam to be careful with a new rune was evidence enough. When they reached their seats, she knew it was time to get down and gently tapped Tyrael’s head to put her on the ground. Clutching her candies closely and bracing to be moved, her head turned to the red haired woman when a petting zoo was mentioned. Her nose scrunched up in curiosity immediately. Through Tyrael had already answered for her, namely causing her to frown slightly since he treated her like a child, pushing her to the carousel which was another word she had never heard. First she decided to focus on Mei who had made the suggestion first.

‘What’s a petting zoo?’ She asked having never experiencing one. Her mother was a Naga and she had never been, save for sneaking on that mission with the others, outside the college since her birth. There was still much of the world she hadn’t been exposed to which only increased her desire to understand what others were referring to. ‘Is it like the stables? Where several animals live or something else?’

’Also, Uncle Tyrael, why can’t I do both? As long as you’re with me, it will still be fun.’

Before her question could be answered, the show began. Her reactions were accurate for each scene as the paper dolls, each made with strings and delicate designs, bobbed about the stage. Their arms waved while a voice boomed behind them creating the narrative in the background. So engrossed, she barely heard anything afterwards or replied until it ended. That was when her uncle decided to go ahead with his earlier plans as he clapped then move to leave, bring her along.

’I guess we’re going to the carousel first. I hope you two don’t mind?’ She stated, trying to be gentle as possible.

Ovak


Ovak noticed the gesture Leith made with his finger, gently tracing the scar on his cheek and seemed to linger in his thoughts. If the archmage had to guess, his mageblood aside, he assumed Leith was replaying the result of his last mission. Noting that fact, Ovak’s mind shifted through his own recollection of past ‘future’ images and tried to determine which had already occurred. At least those associated with the scar. Main ones that surfaced included a Wyvern, a massive assault on the college by Eania and Djarkel combining forces, and even an encounter with a newer threat yet unknown to the world itself.

Taking in mind Leith’s phrasing, mainly the comment about the vitamancer, he took an educated guess. “Last mission had an encounter with a wild mage, um? Luckily you survived it and lesson well learned. Be thankful it wasn’t a Wyvern, those creatures are malicious as well as hard to kill.”

Upon mention of the teachers being formidable, he nodded. “Each one was chosen specially for their talents and experience in their magics. As for what they think, we can’t control everyone’s thoughts. Besides, Ovak continued, ”Anything we do, in reality, will end up rubbing someone wrong. At least this way we’re not encouraging a war while informing Djarkel, Eania, and everyone else we’re not exactly helpless.”

Getting a sensation his wording might’ve been misunderstood, Ovak chuckled then corrected himself.

”Well, I should’ve phrased myself better. Curiosity isn’t a bad thing, but rather how you approach it is. Sometimes it even saves lives or destroys them when you are careless. Practice curiosity with caution is usually a good idea.”

Ovak chuckled lightly at the student's comment over Lucilia’s speech. Inwardly he caught himself stating another fact, one he viewed too grim to share with Leith as it would’ve stirred the trait priorly mentioned. Last thing the archmage wanted to do was to arouse bad blood between a student and a teacher. He leaned back in his chair, but before he could comment someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Without looking, he already knew who it was. Ovak’s hand reached for his ‘Tea’ and took a brief slip, allowing Grey to address Leith, then spoke. ”Hello Grey Onyx and thank you. Also, when you return to Lucilia you might want to inform her I’ll need an extra cup later tonight.”

The archmage continued, pausing only for a breath. ”Oh, and she should wait an hour after I retire before entering my room. I’m expecting a guest later and I don’t think he would appreciate additional presence besides myself. He’s a very… interesting fellow to put it lightly.”

He was about to take another sip when a thought crossed his mind, and he tacked on another point. “And please inform her she can discard those medical tests she’s at least considering running on me. I’m not nearing the end of my life and I much rather not . Besides, if things were that simple then life would be easier.”
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I spoke to a couple of people a while back about it...

We should just all do it post by post. As long as we all know what room we're in then it'll be fine.


Well keep in mind, I'm only online until Thursday as far as I know. Unless something changes, I can't move the scene very much until things get sorted out which will be likely, if I'm lucky, around Jan. So we're going to have to make it end by Thursday at latest.
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Nahhh, he doesn't sleep still :P


Xid wishes he didn't. Also, debating on making it a collab or leaving the scene open ended as Xid's scream attracted likely everyone's attention. >_>
Lea's in
The upper bed near the center door for starboard bunk room.
Talija's is across from Khan's. Khan isn't assigned to the same room as Xid. IIRC.


So both in the same as Lea, as I'm pretty sure Xid took a bunk, mainly due to tired and not giving a crap, in the other side. XD

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Koren hasn't claimed a bunk.


Hahaa, he might want to consider it soon.

Namely I was trying to state which room was which, as everyone is in one while I'm in another. :p
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