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@Spirit me too friend, me too. @Rin, oh, so you meant that..... that would certainly be great. If FGO does gather enough people, it'd be great to play the novels again
9 yrs ago
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@Spirit me too friend, me too. @Rin, oh, so you meant that..... that would certainly be great. If FGO does gather enough people, it'd be great to play the novels again
9 yrs ago
@Rin Are we just not counting FGO USA? Or do you mean like a full release of all the content on the Japanese version? lol
9 yrs ago
Trying to get back into things around here.
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10 yrs ago
FE:Fates is collecting dust in the sidelines while I'm busy Responses won't come until tomorrow Sorry to all of you whom I RP with. Feel free to godmod my characters as it seems fit
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10 yrs ago
Not gonna be around much today. Tests have finally hit me full force. Sorry to all my RP's.
{Talent} Technology There is not a single thing Charlie cannot repair. He likes to dismantle and put together any kind of electronic he can get his hands on.
He is also good with software and a fan of video games.
{Brief Background} Hailing from Distrito Federal, Mexico, Carlos was one of the many children that suffered from poverty in the country.
His father, a man with many ambitions, had gone bankrupt after several attempts at trying to start a company by himself in an attempt to become rich. Carlos was not even able to attend public school because most of the money in his household went off to pay his father's debts.
Still, he liked to go out and gather what he could get his hands on. He then discovered his particular talent after he got his hands on a CPU with a motherboard in a bad state. Having never used a computer before, Carlos did his best to try and make the thing work with even more things he gathered around the small village he lived in.
A year later, he had a full functioning computer put together with scraps. It was astonishing to his parents.
His father decided to make one last gamble. To use Carlos' talent to make a company centered around the making of low-budget computer parts.
The company became a huge success, since most computers in Mexico happen to be imported, several Mexicans vastly preferred the Média products. Though, and since it was too late for Carlos to start assisting elementary school (he was 14 at the time), Carlos remained in his father's new company as the executive director of technology (only in name though). In there, he spent two whole years studying software development and game development through the use of the all mighty internet.
At age 16, his mark appeared behind his ear, though, and he was sent to the Marked Academy to study. To be honest, he still feels nervous, as most things he is experiencing are mostly new to him.
{Appearance}
{Full Name} Jougasaki Kaori
{Age} 15
{Year} 1st
{Roommate} Not yet decided
{Sign} Unmarked
{Personality Traits} Imaginative Free spirited Open Minded Reserved Distrustful Clingy (once she gets used to someone, so you don't think it is contradictory or anything)
{Talent} -Nay, none
{Brief Background} She showed talent at a young age for the violin. Her parents payed for just about everything she needed, but were against her creating new pieces, to just 'stay safe and go for the classics'.
When she was approached by the Marked academy, she saw it as a chance to escape and she took it without hesitation.
The Crusades Of Sakura Aoba In The Afterlife; Volume 1 Continuation
"Hey you! Get to the shelter, quickly! An storm's about to pass!" An adult, who I believe is a teacher, approaches me.
"Shelter..." There was food in there. FREE food.
Not a bad idea, if you ask me.
"Right away, sir!" I say to him and then bow. Even if it is a dream, I should still show proper respect for the authority.
I turn around and head for the shelter... wait... "Um, where's the shelter?"
The teacher guy told me that I should follow the other students. Though I loathed the fact that I had to get in a crowd, dream it might be, I still followed them all the way to the shelter and got a plate of that spicy rice.
These guys get me. Spicy rice that stings the tongue.
"Delicious." I say as I finish the last spoonful of my plate. I wolfed it down with terrible manners due to my hunger.
"Now, what should I do? Approach someone and tell them if they can pinch me? Wouldn't that be kind of, I dunno, odd? What do I say? 'Hey, I'm dreaming, could you pinch me please?' No... too embarrassing." I shake my head, but wait... what am I saying? "I'm basically talking to my subconscious. All right, let's give it a shot!"
I turn on my heel and then approach someone from behind. "Excuse me, may you please pinch my arm? I do believe I am dreaming and I am in quite a hurry to get up and get my room in order. Otherwise, mom'll kill me!"