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8 yrs ago
Current These are a hectic couple of weeks we're in... If anyone's having a bad time lately, I want you to know that everything is going to be okay, even if it doesn't feel like it!!
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8 yrs ago
Finals Destination
8 yrs ago
We are going through a blizzard in the middle of April. It's been God's ultimate Apri Fools joke since the beginning of the month, he just doesn't know when to end the joke.
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9 yrs ago
I'm ready for a great year!
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9 yrs ago
Finals Destination

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"Me trying to get through Finals."

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[Group B (Ketlin B) - Classroom 1-A, Second Floor Main Building]

"Look! Do ya want get this party underway or-SH-"

As Ketlin had began to steam up the desk next to the girl, the ground gave underneath him. The robot went screaming down into the abyss, his cries droned out with his music. When it seemed that the poor contraption had met his end, his arm launched out of the hole with speed, roping itself around the light bulb on the ceiling. Quickly the robot reeled himself up, like a fishing rod, and he hung from the light with a shake. He heard the knock at the door, "God, WHAT! I'm busy," Ketlin barked out. Aimed his free arm at the door, firing it off as he did previously as the hand clutched the door knob. His attempt to open it was unsuccessful however as he felt the light bulb begin to give. He began to prepare for the inevitable, and began to tie his hand around the door knob in the same fashion he did the light bulb. (the door is still openable).

"Alright! You can come in," he called out cautiously.
This rp reminds me so much of the first Silent Hill,

there better be a shotgun in the bathroom.
[Group B (Ketlin B) - Classroom 1-A, Second Floor Main Building]

Whispers immediately brought him into a tensed form, hugging his legs for some false security. "Oooooooo," he cooed out in a twitch as he began to scan the darkened room. He turned down his music slightly, slightly as it still bounced around the room annoyingly. His eye locked with the figure of the little girl and he froze. After a few moments of hearing the whisper repeatedly, fear was replaced with annoyance. "I was here first lady, it's not very polite to kick others out of a room just cause you're havin' a bad day," Ketlin crossed his arms in a protesting fashion, his top-shaped head pointing upward in a pout. "In fact I think I deserve an apology!" His eye squinted and glared the child down. Ketlin didn't give her anytime to reply however, as he was too preoccupied with his own thoughts. "Forget it, you ain't one for manners, obviously," He jumped up into a standing position as the top of his head popped open; he began to dig around in it.

Ketlin pulled out a bundle of colored streamers, and with flavor began to decorate some of tipped over chairs with them. "Take some of these and get to work," He threw over a small thing of red streamers to the eerie character. "We'll get this place 'party-tastic' in no time!"
[Ketlin B, Group B, Classroom 1-A, Second floor of Main Building]

Ketlin knew that he was having one terrible dream,

His eye narrowed in observation as he dropped the single pencil into the abyss in front of him. Ketlin watched the wooden stick fall into the nothingness the hole in the floor offered, and after a few moments of silence he stood proper. The robot shuddered at the emptiness the room portrayed; he never liked complete silence. His eerie loneliness brought his back to hug against a wall, and like a cautious snail he slid into a sitting position. The faint sound of crying off in the distance jumpstarted his slight fear, and as if in protection he began to hug his legs. Worst dream ever in his opinion. Ketlin with twitchy fingers began to tap on his curled limbs with the hopes of distraction. Dammit, he knew that tomorrow wouldn't be a good day! Whenever he had nightmares like these he was never alright the next day; he'd always be drowsy, or grumpy, or not lively to music! To MUSIC even. Whatever the case he needed to do something in order to brighten up his dream, or what he believed was his dream,

like his music.

And with that thought came the moderately loud jam that began to play out of Ketlin. It traveled outside of the closed room and echoed faintly around the second floor. The contrary tunes brought down his guard, he tensed up less and closed his eye. He just need to wait a while for the cheerful music to kick in; He'd be dreaming about baseball in no time!
If I'm in group B, do I have to start around the bathroom or can I start somewhere else like in the custodians room.
I'm taking it that OC's are allowed?



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Ketlin Bolts

Theme:

Screwbot Factory - Rhythm Heaven fever

Age:

7

Gender:

Male

From:

OC

Personality:

Ketlin's being relies heavily on the attention of others; He loves to be the center of attention, and when he's not, he's always plotting on ways to get there. His one love in life is the "beats" that surround him. In this fashion he's in love with any song that has a good beat, or anything with a good beat. Generally Ketlin leans towards doing the right thing in situations.

Short Bio:

Ketlin was created via the "Bolts project"; an experiment by inventor Ivan Bishop to create a robot that could generate emotions and ideals without them being programmed. This was a very long and tedious task to do, but it ended with success when he was able to download a soul into the contraption. The robot, having no recollection of his previous life or responsibility, took to partying and music rather then doing what Ivan asked of him. The inventor eventually sent him to work as leader of a smaller group of robots, Kat-Bots, in ambushing a mansion situated on the same island they lived on.

Skills:

Ketlin's arms and legs are able to stretch out almost endlessly. However his limbs are like fishing line, and can break very easily.

Other:

As to keep with the rules, Ketlin does not have his gun.
Amano__Yukiteru said
[Sonic, Waiting Room]Sonic looked at the kid whom had spoken to him. He walked towards him.-"The Name's Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog, and this Here is Clariburn. I don't have any goals, I just came here to you know, have a little excitement. Do you know whom King Arthur and Excalibur is, well Clariburn here is Excalibur." Sonic said.Sonic looked at the kid holding the bamboo stick._"If you think I'm evil, then no I am not"


"Those... SOUND like evil names!" Hema argued, seeming un-phased by their comments. "I mean, obviously, someone who was evil would say they WEREN'T! AH HA!" The man laughed a loud. "I gotcha in your lie now don't eye?" The grin widens on his face as he continues to stare down the two. "You better hope that I don't catch yall doing anything evil!"
Amano__Yukiteru said
[Sonic, Waiting Area]Sonic found himself in the waiting area for the Tournament. He saw that Clariburn was with him after a long time.-"Cl- Clariburn! You're back! It's so nice to see ya buddy" Sonic Said to Clariburn-"Oh no, I'm stuck with him again, the kid whom doesn't follow my instructions" Clariburn said jokingly. He looked around. It appeared that none of Sonic's friends were around. He looked for Knuckles and Shadow but couldn't find them. He also noticed some other people around him.


"!!!"

Hema almost suffered a heart attack at what he just witnessed. From what he could make out, a (vile, dastardly, purely evil) mutant rodent with a (demonic, corrupted, sinister) animated sword were uh... existing. The hero chomped away on his teeth a bit, pondering his next course of action. What could happen if these two villainous entities were allowed to freely roam?! Think of all of the three people in this place that could feel their wrath! Options began to creep into his justice filled head; he could either confront said evil-doer (and be glorified as the hero he rightfully is), or find the answers to exactly where he was,why he should care, and how he got there...

"You there! Foul creature and-er-sword! Stop and Halt!" Hema blurted out, quickly swinging the stick of bamboo in their direction. The man began to slowly shuffle on his toes towards Sonic, his glare staying locked on theirs. "State your business and goals!"
Gummi Bunnies said As for when the IC will start, I still haven't had the time to write up a good intro to at least the lobby section of the roleplay, so hopefully by this weekend I'll have it ready and posted.


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