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Went to my first anime convention. Was Awesome.
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Might be better than me surviving on soda to be honest.
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Everyone who is at a bump in the road just know we're all here to support you and there's always good things just around the corner.
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You don't persay owe me money. But if you have money to spare I won't say no. ;)
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Name:Sal Heath
Age:27
Role:Warrior
Skills:Weapon sharpening, Camp fire Cooking, Strategising Military Tactics and Maneuvers, Haggling, mapping out and understanding the layout of many different kinds of locations, extremely high endurance and speed from in part his years as a soldier and fighting in general and the other part from being a 'natural athlete' and he is exceptionally skilled with a variety of one handed weapons and shields.
Magic/supernatural abilities:Constant Vigilance: When something is behind him the hair's on the back of his neck stand up instantaneously and warn him which prevents him from being hurt by a sneak attack.
Metal Enhancement:While wielding his weapons, or shields or when wearing armor, he can at will improve the metal to make it more durable, or have a sharper blade or point, or even make it lighter without losing any durability. He can use this for a long period of time, but he will eventually tire out.
Mountain Stance: With both feet flat on the ground it doesn't matter if he was running a split second before-he can tense all his muscles up to either attack with a weapon with great force behind the strike, or if he manages to get his shield between him and an incoming attack he will block it and remain standing. He will eventually tire out from this.
Equipment: a big leather bag with a strap he keeps on his shoulder, a bunch of whetstones, some flasks of water, a heavy cloak and a light cloak, dry food like dried meat and berries and some canned goods, flint and small block of steel, a full suit of steel armor he wears most of the time, a large circular steel shield, a longsword, flail, short sword, a few daggers, a war hammer, and few gold coins along with a bunch of silver.
Personality:He is a casual kind of person. He will be friendly to strangers and even chat them up if he is in the mood. If someone wants him to do something he would want the why of it, especially when he trusts the person, because if him and the other trust each other, then there should be no reason for him not to know why he's being asked for something. Another thing to note about him is that he holds a grudge if he feels he has been betrayed one way or another.
Biography:He grew up in a castle town. he lived the average life of a lower class 'child.' He got to play with the other kids of other family's, living around his house where they would pretend to be great knights or prince charming saving a princess from being locked up in some lonely tower. But he wanted more then to pretend. He wanted to actually live that sort of life, rescuing or protecting people. So that day he went home and told his parents, who forbid him from going to the castle and enlisting as a beginning fighter because he was a child.
He didn't accept their decision and went to the castle to enlist anyway. Initially the guards at the front gate turned him down, but after a few minutes of arguing an elderly guard walked up to the gate to see what the commotion was about, he said that the kid could enlist and just remain in the castle for his safety until he reached adult hood.
Which is what happened, he trained there in the grounds, for years, learning various weapons, doing tons of training exercises, mingling with the other soldiers and occasionally being invited to the royal banquets held in the Castle Hall.
When he became an adult, he got to go with the other soldiers, and fight off bandits, go on trips to rally the people as part of the King's personal entourage on which the king gave speeches of how he was helping the common folk, a very honoured position and one he was suitably humbled to be a part of. There was other things of course and years passed.
He worked his way up to Captain of the Castle Guard. About a year after that there was an invasion by a neighbouring Kingdom. Sal thought it would be no problem to defend the Castle. He was wrong. He had made sure there were walls around the castle wall itself and trenches behind said walls to hide defensive forces to prevent any of the vermin from even reaching the castle gates. But they had dug tunnels beneath the walls and the trenches and Zal was stunned. He quickly overcame that feeling of shock and sent his second line of defence through the gates to meet up with the enemy pulling themselves out of the tunnel right next to said castle gate. The second line held their own until the first line of defence, foolishly turned their backs to help the second line. The enemy even from a distance saw this and took advantage swarming the castle. Sal realized his mistake by taking his eyes away from the first line and took to the battlefield. There were just too many of the men and the guards were quickly overwhelmed.
Sal knew no one was going to survive, so out of shame and luck he managed to fight his way out of the castle and left the kingdom. He hoped to one day, take the castle back, and so he has been looking for powerful people, and one day he had some kind of feeling which pulled him towards a cavern. That is where he is today.
Name:Sal Heath
Age:27
Role:Warrior
Skills:Weapon sharpening, Camp fire Cooking, Strategising Military Tactics and Maneuvers, Haggling, mapping out and understanding the layout of many different kinds of locations, extremely high endurance and speed from in part his years as a soldier and fighting in general and the other part from being a 'natural athlete' and he is exceptionally skilled with a variety of one handed weapons and shields.
Magic/supernatural abilities:Constant Vigilance: When something is behind him the hair's on the back of his neck stand up instantaneously and warn him which prevents him from being hurt by a sneak attack.
Metal Enhancement:While wielding his weapons, or shields or when wearing armor, he can at will improve the metal to make it more durable, or have a sharper blade or point, or even make it lighter without losing any durability. He can use this for a long period of time, but he will eventually tire out.
Mountain Stance: With both feet flat on the ground it doesn't matter if he was running a split second before-he can tense all his muscles up to either attack with a weapon with great force behind the strike, or if he manages to get his shield between him and an incoming attack he will block it and remain standing. He will eventually tire out from this.
Equipment: a big leather bag with a strap he keeps on his shoulder, a bunch of whetstones, some flasks of water, a heavy cloak and a light cloak, dry food like dried meat and berries and some canned goods, flint and small block of steel, a full suit of steel armor he wears most of the time, a large circular steel shield, a longsword, flail, short sword, a few daggers, a war hammer, and few gold coins along with a bunch of silver.
Personality:He is a casual kind of person. He will be friendly to strangers and even chat them up if he is in the mood. If someone wants him to do something he would want the why of it, especially when he trusts the person, because if him and the other trust each other, then there should be no reason for him not to know why he's being asked for something. Another thing to note about him is that he holds a grudge if he feels he has been betrayed one way or another.
Biography:He grew up in a castle town. he lived the average life of a lower class 'child.' He got to play with the other kids of other family's, living around his house where they would pretend to be great knights or prince charming saving a princess from being locked up in some lonely tower. But he wanted more then to pretend. He wanted to actually live that sort of life, rescuing or protecting people. So that day he went home and told his parents, who forbid him from going to the castle and enlisting as a beginning fighter because he was a child.
He didn't accept their decision and went to the castle to enlist anyway. Initially the guards at the front gate turned him down, but after a few minutes of arguing an elderly guard walked up to the gate to see what the commotion was about, he said that the kid could enlist and just remain in the castle for his safety until he reached adult hood.
Which is what happened, he trained there in the grounds, for years, learning various weapons, doing tons of training exercises, mingling with the other soldiers and occasionally being invited to the royal banquets held in the Castle Hall.
When he became an adult, he got to go with the other soldiers, and fight off bandits, go on trips to rally the people as part of the King's personal entourage on which the king gave speeches of how he was helping the common folk, a very honoured position and one he was suitably humbled to be a part of. There was other things of course and years passed.
He worked his way up to Captain of the Castle Guard. About a year after that there was an invasion by a neighbouring Kingdom. Sal thought it would be no problem to defend the Castle. He was wrong. He had made sure there were walls around the castle wall itself and trenches behind said walls to hide defensive forces to prevent any of the vermin from even reaching the castle gates. But they had dug tunnels beneath the walls and the trenches and Zal was stunned. He quickly overcame that feeling of shock and sent his second line of defence through the gates to meet up with the enemy pulling themselves out of the tunnel right next to said castle gate. The second line held their own until the first line of defence, foolishly turned their backs to help the second line. The enemy even from a distance saw this and took advantage swarming the castle. Sal realized his mistake by taking his eyes away from the first line and took to the battlefield. There were just too many of the men and the guards were quickly overwhelmed.
Sal knew no one was going to survive, so out of shame and luck he managed to fight his way out of the castle and left the kingdom. He hoped to one day, take the castle back, and so he has been looking for powerful people, and one day he had some kind of feeling which pulled him towards a cavern. That is where he is today.
Sal, was sitting in the back of the Cavern, busying himself with sharpening his weapons with one of the whetstones he always carried with him. It still seemed slightly odd to him that he was here, in a place that only a short while ago he didn't know existed and with someone he seemed, 'linked to', like it was fate. Though he did not question it, and just accepted that he was fated to be here, as that seemed the right thing to do.
Shaking his head to pull his thoughts away from questioning the why of now, he pocketed his whetstone, put the weapon he had finished working on a loop on his belt and stood. Just in time to hear Kethuala say for him and others to gather together and link minds. Again he felt a link just like the one he felt before, and nodded towards Keth. Maybe there is this Demon Lord, and maybe I had fought him, I just... Can't seem to remember.
So without hesitation he sat next to Keth., looked around for the others and not seeing them he shrugged. He assumed they would gather soon, and he closed his eyes waiting for the mind link to occur.
Shaking his head to pull his thoughts away from questioning the why of now, he pocketed his whetstone, put the weapon he had finished working on a loop on his belt and stood. Just in time to hear Kethuala say for him and others to gather together and link minds. Again he felt a link just like the one he felt before, and nodded towards Keth. Maybe there is this Demon Lord, and maybe I had fought him, I just... Can't seem to remember.
So without hesitation he sat next to Keth., looked around for the others and not seeing them he shrugged. He assumed they would gather soon, and he closed his eyes waiting for the mind link to occur.
Writing Warrior C.S.
Michelle's eyes widened as she heard that he had jumped from the roof of the school, and she was starting to think that he must have a power like she herself did, because the kid seemed too normal, to be crazy and suicidal.
She then nodded happily at his reply to her almost forgotten question, of her phone call to work. Quickly she dialed the number and the phone rung.
On the other side of the phone call there was a phone ringing. It was in a big office building, at the second highest floor. It was in a private office, with important papers stacked neatly and family pictures on the walls. The man's office it was, was sitting back in his comfy leather chair with wheels and he was just finishing telling off a rookie traffic director. "I don't care if they say they'll call the police if their car doesn't get through the intersection when they want it to. By law we are doing our job and doing it right, so if they threaten the police again, you can damn well tell them that if they don't call the police themselves we sure as hell will." he growled.
The rookie, was just a young guy, new to the job and he wasn't used to his boss's gruff manor, "Y-yes of course, I will sir." He stuttered a little nervously as he replied and at his boss's subtle nod as permission to leave, the rookie almost ran back to his post.
Then the boss at last noticed that his phone was ringing, and he glared at it before picking it up, "Yes, Mason's Traffic Direction Services Office here, how can I help you?"
Michelle smiled sheepishly at hearing her boss's voice, and quickly explained that she couldn't come to work today because she had to take someone to the hospital and make sure they were ok.
"Your going to miss the whole shift, to take the person to the hospital, your sure that takes five hours?" Her boss asked cynically.
"Well I need to make sure he's okay and everything." Michelle explained.
Her boss stroked his mustaches a little frustrated, that he was down a person for the whole night, eventually though he relented, "Alright just make sure your here tomorrow, no excuses. Understand?"
"Crystal Clear, Sir." She replied with a happy tone in her voice.
"Alright, bye Michelle."
"Bye, Sir."
Michelle hung up the phone and then put it in her pocket as she turned back to Josh. "Thanks a lot, Josh, I think I saved myself getting fired at least with that phone call." She laughed cheerily.
"I guess we should head in to see the Doctor." She told Josh, and helped him enter the Hospital to find the Doctor. The entrance doors to the Hospital were motion sensor activated thankfully, and as they went down the hall to the reception desk to ask the brown haired receptionist where the doctor was, it turned out he was down the hall straight across from them, on the last door to the left. After a couple minutes they arrived at the door and Michelle knocked, a voice answered "Come in." When they stepped into the patient room where the doctor was dealing with his files, Michelle noticed that he was middle aged, probably about fortyish if she had to guess, blonde haired and blue eyed. After several minutes of waiting for him to look at them, he at last finished with his papers and addressed them. "What seems to be the problem?" he asked them.
Michelle quickly spoke up. "Well it's Josh here, he was in an accident and umm, yeah." She explained.
The doctor nodded as he turned to look at Josh, "Where are you injured?"
She then nodded happily at his reply to her almost forgotten question, of her phone call to work. Quickly she dialed the number and the phone rung.
On the other side of the phone call there was a phone ringing. It was in a big office building, at the second highest floor. It was in a private office, with important papers stacked neatly and family pictures on the walls. The man's office it was, was sitting back in his comfy leather chair with wheels and he was just finishing telling off a rookie traffic director. "I don't care if they say they'll call the police if their car doesn't get through the intersection when they want it to. By law we are doing our job and doing it right, so if they threaten the police again, you can damn well tell them that if they don't call the police themselves we sure as hell will." he growled.
The rookie, was just a young guy, new to the job and he wasn't used to his boss's gruff manor, "Y-yes of course, I will sir." He stuttered a little nervously as he replied and at his boss's subtle nod as permission to leave, the rookie almost ran back to his post.
Then the boss at last noticed that his phone was ringing, and he glared at it before picking it up, "Yes, Mason's Traffic Direction Services Office here, how can I help you?"
Michelle smiled sheepishly at hearing her boss's voice, and quickly explained that she couldn't come to work today because she had to take someone to the hospital and make sure they were ok.
"Your going to miss the whole shift, to take the person to the hospital, your sure that takes five hours?" Her boss asked cynically.
"Well I need to make sure he's okay and everything." Michelle explained.
Her boss stroked his mustaches a little frustrated, that he was down a person for the whole night, eventually though he relented, "Alright just make sure your here tomorrow, no excuses. Understand?"
"Crystal Clear, Sir." She replied with a happy tone in her voice.
"Alright, bye Michelle."
"Bye, Sir."
Michelle hung up the phone and then put it in her pocket as she turned back to Josh. "Thanks a lot, Josh, I think I saved myself getting fired at least with that phone call." She laughed cheerily.
"I guess we should head in to see the Doctor." She told Josh, and helped him enter the Hospital to find the Doctor. The entrance doors to the Hospital were motion sensor activated thankfully, and as they went down the hall to the reception desk to ask the brown haired receptionist where the doctor was, it turned out he was down the hall straight across from them, on the last door to the left. After a couple minutes they arrived at the door and Michelle knocked, a voice answered "Come in." When they stepped into the patient room where the doctor was dealing with his files, Michelle noticed that he was middle aged, probably about fortyish if she had to guess, blonde haired and blue eyed. After several minutes of waiting for him to look at them, he at last finished with his papers and addressed them. "What seems to be the problem?" he asked them.
Michelle quickly spoke up. "Well it's Josh here, he was in an accident and umm, yeah." She explained.
The doctor nodded as he turned to look at Josh, "Where are you injured?"
Rand nodded sadly at Maggie's clarification of how the Mansion's security actually operated. It did seem to be well thought out and in turn well protected. He was going to have to ponder it for a while longer, to find a solution to getting in. It was all very well, when Maggie told Luck that she could get in through the roof. But, Rand would also like to get in himself so as to be able to see the place from the inside himself.
"I think we'll see how the mission goes first.", rand replied to Maggie about the permanent team thing with a slight smile.
Then having heard Lila and Luck introduce themselves he followed suit. Putting his bag from his shoulder to the ground, he knelt on one knee with his hand across his chest, facing the three ladies next to him. "I'm Rand, and I am a security specialist." He said with a friendly smile.
"I think we'll see how the mission goes first.", rand replied to Maggie about the permanent team thing with a slight smile.
Then having heard Lila and Luck introduce themselves he followed suit. Putting his bag from his shoulder to the ground, he knelt on one knee with his hand across his chest, facing the three ladies next to him. "I'm Rand, and I am a security specialist." He said with a friendly smile.
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Clark smiled broadly, as avery mentioned that he wanted a nifty hat, and noticed that avery was looking towards another part of the bar, "I'm sure the barkeep as some spares he'd be willing to sell ya." Then Clark remembered, the earlier offer, "And sure I'd love to try some fog-apple extract."
yeah I'm going to sleep too, even though my head is buzzing with ideas. good night everyone.
Could I get a recap and some help on where my characters might should start?
ok so right now, Calamity is trying to destroy Thasseldar, I believe Linia and Cinia have destroyed the majority of the minions. Zarr survived Calamity's attack and is warning the heros to try and not die.
Clark who is just a minion under Farad and Nathan Igma, is tied to a bedpost in a hotel.
The lights got shut off in the city.
^ I think that sums up the important stuff.
Your androids, could be exploring the city and see/hear the destruction of the fight area nearby them, and up investigating.
well Cucco thanks for the name suggestion xD
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