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What's poppin bitch bois, welcome to the fun-zone.

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Hey dudes, I was thinking that maybe we could use trollian/pesturchum for our logs? I think it'd make a much easier way of creating dialogue, and I can provide a link if anyone is interested
@Leslie Hall
fucking SAME
@Leslie Hall
Well hey, it's not like quadrants are free from problems.
In regards to quadrants, I could see the possibility of;

@effervescentFIrevir Grawel; Caliginous Feelings, but not a kismesissitude, more so just annoyance.
@effervescentFVelant Corune; Fluxuates between Caliginous and Flushed, Fortid finds him adorable, but exceptionally frustrating.
@KiltmanBagzLeshas Muvaar; Intensly Caliginous, he thinks her fucking rock fetish is stupid as hell, and her cheery bullshit pisses him off more than anything he could ever imagine. He also thinks she's cute as fuck, which only pisses him off more.
@UnknownScarlet4Aleida Ismene; Black as all hell, he can't even remember the last time they didn't butt heads on something. (Possible Ashen Relationship, if someone was interested in auspisticising between them)
@Leslie Hall Plutus Ishtar; Pale, Fortid thinks he's very calming, and can often diffuse his hostile personality. Fortid also thinks he's a fucking wuss, and could use a badass like himself to keep people from being too much of an asshole to him.

Also, after some research I'll update Fortid's intro with an actual CS.


-> Enter Name
Topcake McNo
Nice Try Asshole
Try Again?

Your name is Fortid Ischyr and you CAN'T STAND SHIT! You are CONSTANTLY ANGRY, and you ARE ALWAYS ANNOYED. Because of this ANNOYANCE you have decided to partake in a RELEASING career; That being, a THRESHECUTIONER. Thanks to this aspiration, your weapon of choice is the SICKLE, which you've actually gotten pretty badass at. You train with the SICKLE during battles in EXTREME roleplay games that you often do with some of your friends, and you've become pretty notorious for SLAUGHTERING trolls and their Lususes both. Speaking of Lususes, you have the BEST one ever, whom is basically just an ENORMOUS FUCKING SCORPION.

You are currently on your 9th sweep, and you LOVE pop punk music, although a lot of your friends think you're a nerd for it. You have a few other INTERESTS, such as CAGE FIGHTING and watching mediocre sci-fi, which you refuse to think is anything other than BADASS AS HELL.

You've also been using TROLLIAN, a semi-new IM service, and your troll tag is rampantCrone. You are PERPETUALLY AGGRAVATED, and tend to yell EXCLUSIVELY.


I'm afraid I will be dropping out, good luck.


Nano

Location: Academy
Interacting With: Mimic @Caits


Nathan watched the second battle with just as much interest as the first, his eyes memorizing every move Mimic had made. Even after the lights went out, he still watched critically, his nanite optics allowing him to see with perfect clarity in the dark, or any enviroment for that matter. The girl was brilliant, as well as collected, and if it weren't for the contained environment, she would have succeeded quickly. Mimic didn't seem interested in playing fairly, instead he resorted to an advantaged state that allowed him to quickly deconstruct any attack that went his way, then play it off as if it were the student's incapability that caused him to win, and not the strategically created environment that drastically tipped the scales towards his side. It was quite ironic, while Mimic loved to mention how the "real world" would have destroyed student's for their mistakes, the primary reason for Rebekah's failure was due to how far from the real world the battle took place in.

Nathan had fought before in truly life or death situations, and from the battles he learned that he should always expect to be at a drastic disadvantage. But, he had learned quickly, and there was a reason he hadn't been killed long before. In a fight there was one thing that could be the deciding factor between victory and defeat, it isn't strength, speed, experiance or technique, the one thing that can truly lead a battle is how much you're willing to hurt the person you're up against. It's how willing you are to destroy an enemy that determines the victor, and nothing else.

As the second battle finished, he stood again, volunteering himself.
"My turn."


Nano

Location: Academy
Interacting With: Mimic @Caits



Nathan watched the fight from a far corner of the room, standing away from the other students. His hood was still up, and he had managed to successfully avoid any unwanted contact from the others in his proximity. Watching with interest, he squatted down in the corner and rested his elbows on his knees with his back against the wall. As the fight grew more intense, he leaned forward intently. His eyes stayed focused on Mimic, observing the moves he made repeatedly. While in the heat of the moment it wasn't surprising that Kyle hadn't picked up on it, but Mimic was using the same tactics throughout the majority of the fight; taunt, dodge, retreat, attack, repeat. His eyes flashed softly, something that happened when he was excited. He's quick to teleport, but that isn't particularly useful in such closed quarters. A bit more speed on Kyle's behalf would have dismissed that trick, and while the vines do seem rather strong, physical attacks don't do much to me, maybe I'd stand a chance.

As the fight concluded, and Mimic asked for further volunteers, he heard another student offer their participation. Standing, he pulled down his hood and stepped a bit further into the room's lights. Raising his hand, he called out;
"I'd like a try as well."
@Alina13 And I are still working on a collab.


Nano

Location: Academy
Interacting With: @Caits @RumikoOhara @Spriggs27



His look of interest diminished quickly as his eyes shifted from the girl who could easily fit the description of an angel, to the three other students that had arrived. He quickly put his hood up and moved his head away from them, putting his hands in his pockets and walking at a pace he hoped wouldn't gain attention. His face stayed facing the buildings to his right as he attempted to walk past them, hoping to avoid the uncomfortable interactions he had long since grown used to. If he was lucky, their interest would stay on the girl that had materialized in front of them.

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