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Goodbye Miura. One of my favorite fantasy authors of all time has gone too soon.
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Don't forget, they made another new hero named Screentime. A meme loving superhero who got his powers from exposure to internet gas. He has the ability to basically be a smart phone.
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Sometimes I open up a new tab on my browser and I forget what I intended to do with it... What am I doing here again?
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When did I do that?
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Whenever you're feeling down, just remember that this man is cheering you on: youtu.be/KxGRhd_iWuE
Having heard his time, Robert collapsed to the ground dramatically, landing on his back, and letting out a quiet "Nooooooo." When he was done exaggerating his contempt for going a second time on the obstacle course, Robert stood back up, brushed the dirt off, and got back in line for his hopefully more successful second attempt.
Eventually, Robert was back at the front of the line. His previous aches and pains were, for the most part, ignorable as the waiting had allowed much of the pain to subside. He positioned himself so that he could get a faster burst of speed when the signal to start was given. As soon as it was, Robert burst forward, almost jumping completely over the first obstacle. He reached the pull-up bar and, amazingly, pulled himself over it on his first try, albeit taking longer to do it then most of the other students.
Robert continued with little trouble until he stood at the top of the balance beam. As soon as he got there he stopped in his tracks, hesitating for about a second before continuing slowly across. As Robert jumped down at the end, he shouted, "Whoop!" and raised his arms in the air. He would have made a comment about his luck seemingly taking a much better turn, but he feared jinxing it. The rest of the course was completed with little difficulty, when compared to Robert's previous attempt that is, and he jumped into the air after crossing the finish line. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ye-" he stopped his cheers to look down at the ground, expecting to see an unavoidable banana peel or something for him to slip on. This attempt had gone way to smoothly compared to how his luck usually was, and he was expecting any moment for something bad to happen. He slowly made his way to Ms. Iderson and Ms. Vanhomrigh, paying attention to his surroundings in case his usual luck returned to him.
His nervousness and uneasiness completely obvious to anyone looking at him, he looked up to the professors. "H-how'd I do?" After asking, he quickly looked behind him again expecting to see some object to be flying at his face or something. Why was nothing bad happening? Something bad always happens. The fact that nothing bad was happening was worse then something bad actually happening.
Likes: Fellow Black Egrets, proving himself to those who doubted him, the Canopy Kingdom and it's royal family, guns, women that are way out of his league, rock and roll music.
Dislikes: Criminals, people with a lack of respect, anyone who shows him up, anything sticky.
Parasite/living weapon: None. Just uses the Black Egret standard issue MP40, Luger P08, and Model 24 grenade.
Appearance:
Blockbusters: 1. Boom Baby - Scott throws one of his grenades after shouting "Boom baby!". Does mild amount of damage, stuns opponent for one second, and throws them back a few feet.
2. Hasta la vista, baby - A fellow Black Egret pulls up in a motorcycle and gives it to Scott before running off. Scott then drives towards his opponent and grabs them by their collar before throwing them in the air and unleashing an entire magazine from his MP40 on them. He then drives away before turning back around and crashing the motorcycle into them. Does moderate amount of damage.
3. Overkill - Scott calls in a squad of fighter planes to make five strafing runs toward his opponent. Each strafing run will also throw his enemy into the air. Does extreme amounts of damage.
Bio: Scott's parents both worked for the Black Egrets, so it was only natural that he would join them himself. As soon as he turned eighteen, Scott volunteered for service. It was during his first few days at boot camp that he met his best friend Liam MacTaggart. The pair became fast friends, as they shared very similar interests and world views. The only difference between the two was their confidence. Scott often second-guessed every decision he made, even though it more-often-than-not the right decision. Liam, on the other hand, would be able to quickly figure out what needed to be done and then do it. This allowed Liam to ascend in rank with less struggle than Scott.
Rumors have spread from the intelligence division of the Black Egrets that the Skull Heart might have resurfaced. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity for them to gain recognition among the higher-ups, if the rumors are true of course, Scott has talked Liam into teaming up to search for the weapon of mass destruction.
Currently, both Liam and Scott are the Black Egret's equivalent to the rank of Sergeant. While Scott is single, he helped play wingman for Liam several months ago and is proud to have helped his friend meet the woman that Liam now calls his fiancée.
Ooh, Skullgirls. With a universe that rich, I naturally already have three characters made for such an RP. This would be quite the opportunity to use one.
Priscilla, Greyson, and Daniel walked through one of the several dark alleyways of Vale. It had been six years since team RPGD graduated from Beacon, and Robert has been missing for three days. A mysterious message was sent to each of their scrolls only a few hours ago though. The message read: Tell no one, not even the police. Below the message was a mysterious address right after. That was where the three mid- to late-twenty year old members of RPGD were, searching the area for their lost leader.
On the ground was a metal object in the shape of a hockey puck. Priscilla picked it up first, and a sudden burst of light shot out of the device. A holographic image of Robert appeared from the light. "Hey guys, wha'sup? So, uh, I found them. You know, the guys who took my family from me, so many years ago," the hologram of Robert said. "Let me start from the beginning. So that guy from team SIIS, Ineko, I got him to use his semblance to find some evidence from that night. Security tapes that should have been easy for Vale PD to find. Which is why that message I sent told you not to tell anyone. It's a conspiracy. They paid off the cops to keep themselves from prison. I don't know who's a part of it so I've been trying to keep all of this on a need-to-know basis, which is why you're only seeing this now. That message I sent was to be sent only if my scroll goes inactive for 24 hours, so if you're seeing this I'm probably captured or worse. I didn't want to involve you guys to keep you safe, but if I'm gone then I want you to continue my work. These are dead drops, each one you find leads you to the next and they can only be activated when in close proximity with your scrolls. I found an underground gambling ring disguised as a Laundromat. I'm heading there next. See ya' soon." The hologram was soon replaced by a compass pointing off to a new location, and team RPGD followed.
When they arrived they found nothing but a burned down building surrounded by caution tape. There were no police or firemen in sight and the embers had long since cooled, meaning that the building had been like this for a while. The three members walked into the wreckage and found the next dead drop. Robert appeared yet again, but he had several bruises and cuts now. "<cough cough> Hey. <cough> More guys in there than I had anticipated. Found the owner tho- <cough>. Anyway, he pointed me to a new location, some kinda secret lair or something. Headed there now. I'm close, I can feel it. 'Bye." The compass appeared yet again, and just like before, they followed it the next dead drop.
The new location was another dark alleyway, this one filled with White Fang though. They were searching for the dead drop. One of the members pulled it out of large dumpster and shouted, "Found it!" Team RPGD leapt into action, taking the terrorists by surprise. The one White Fang member left stood there, holding the dead drop. He shook with fear and extended his hand toward the three hunters, giving them the dead drop. Greyson hit him across the head with the blunt end of his sword, anyway. Robert appeared again, a banana peel on his head, and in the background were the walls of the dumpster. "It was a trap," Robert said, taking the banana peel off. "He must have called ahead or something, but it was a trap. They're looking for me and they'll find me soon. I'm sorry guys, I-" Suddenly several hands grabbed Robert, pulling him out of the dumpster. The hologram disappeared and was replaced by another compass.
The three hunters approached what appeared to be a one-story, abandoned building. They continued following the compass to a metal door on the opposite side of the building. The door opened to a large stair case that they rushed downward, hoping to get to there leader in time to help. Finally reaching the bottom floor, they entered a room with several cells. They were all empty, but one was open. They continued through the halls each with several unconscious White Fang guards. Priscilla, Greyson, and Daniel burst through the final room finding it pooling with blood from the seven bodies that lied within. Six belonged to White Fang members, but the final body belonged to Robert. RPGD rushed to their leader, but he was long gone, several stab and bullet wounds littered his body. In his hand laid the final dead drop.
The hologram activated. Robert was in a one of the cells that the three had sprinted by earlier. "They've confiscated all my stuff. The only thing I got passed them was this. I hope you guys find me in time." The hologram closed and another appeared, the timestamp read that it was recorded a day later than the rest. "They haven't given me food or water. I think they're trying to give me a slow, painful death or what not. I'll have to try and get out soon." The hologram closed and reopened again. The timestamp read that another day had passed and Robert appeared hungry, tired, and miserable, but the background had changed and he appeared to be walking through the hallway. "They're here. The monsters who took my family from me. The monsters who took my childhood from me. I stole one of the guards keys, knocked out the guards, and am looking for them. I-" Robert was suddenly knocked down, the dead drop sliding under a table. The only thing that could be seen were the legs of the seven combatants and their blood spilling onto the floor. Every few gunshots or slashes cutting through flesh heard would make one of the White Fang fall to the ground dead. Finally, only two pairs of feet remained visible. They charged forward and the sounds of a last breath left one of their lips. The two bodies fell to the floor.
Then the dead drop began to move and Robert's face appeared again, blood trickling out of the corner of his mouth. "H-hey. I did it," Robert said before coughing blood onto the dead drop. "Finally killed the bastards... but at what cost? <cough cough>. I can't see you guys anymore, I can't spend anymore time with you, my new family." Robert's voice began to get quieter. "I'll miss you guys. I'm sorry to have done this to you. I'm sorry for putting you through this. I let vengeance consume me and now I... I... I've taken myself away from you, guys. I'm sorry. I love yo-"
@Forsythe An idea popped into my head for the short story contest that I wanted to confirm with you is alright. What's the limit on how far into the future we can go? Like, does it have to be this school year or can it go as far as after graduation?