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Also, Happy Chinese New years, everyone! It's the Year of the Ram/Goat/Sheep! (*Which ever you prefer)

@harinezumikouken

Being Chinese myself, I am forced to celebrate Chinese New Year with my parents. It's alright, I guess.

@Scarifar

Normally, I'd be forced to celebrate it too, being Vietnamese. But, I live my own life away from my family so, SCREW IT!

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Also, Happy Chinese New years, everyone! It's the Year of the Ram/Goat/Sheep! (*Which ever you prefer)

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Ahh, the old trick where they copy and paste your speech word for word instead of typing out their reactions to it. I know that, and It irritates me to no end.

@KabenSaal

I feel like I'm guilty of this. I copy and paste spoken words and then type up reactions and responses...right?

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So, team MODA, any missions you'd like to take on? I personally think the convoy escort would be perfect.

@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN

I feel inspired. It has my vote.

@Agent B52

Tanks lead the way.

RWBY: Deep Blue

Swinging by to let y'all know I'll be dropping out from this due to lack of interest/motivation. Tootles, ladies and gents.

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I had exactly one RP that did not have a separate IC and OOC and it was horrible. Confusing as all get out to read. I love Pavel's character design btw. A zone stalker that can make his own anomalies sounds hilarious.

@Agent B52

Freakin' love Stalker: Call of Pripyat. I'm so excited the GSC has returned and may potentially be working on Stalker 2 again.

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"Whoops." Things had not gone as well as he had hoped. Apparently when he had landed, his own team leader had reacted the same as she did whenever they were in the infirmary together. She having drawn her weapons on him, yet again. Looking around at the generally negative looks and remarks he was receiving for having disrupted their lunches, his ears and tail drooped and he slowly slunk off of the table. He didn't realize that he had made such a mess of the other students' food. He was sure he landed perfectly. Maybe he was heavier than he looked. 170 Ibs wasn't that heavy, right? His expression could only be described as utter heartbreak. He didn't mean to elicit the reaction he did. Scratching the back of his head nervously, he attempted a weak smile. "S-sorry. I didn't mean to make a mess of things.." Seeing some of the students leave and take him up on his offer, he turned back to them and repeated himself. "B-but our offer still stands, y'all are still welcome to come join us at our table!" He looked at their relatively annoyed faces. Was there already bad blood between some of them? The mood and atmosphere seemed tense. He looked around again at the mess his landing caused. "S-sorry again.." He really needed to work on his decision making. Leaving the table, he got on all fours and swiftly made his way back to his table. Slinking underneath tables, chairs and between legs as he did so. Returning to his table, he came up behind Gren who was cooking away. White ears and gold eyes peering from behind him, he tapped on Gren's armor. His comical face said it all.

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@Lugubrious - No, I suggested a more specific, specialized class instead of just a general 'Armory' class. I don't think I ever made mention of a 'Practice' class.

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Looking around, Shiro realized he may have made too much of a show. After his loud outburst, he bashfully scratched the back of his head and slowly sat back down. Face red as he cleared his throat, he quieted down. Though, his silent moment was short lived as his eyes caught sight of Abel. He enthusiastically shot up and waved at him. "Hey, Abel! We're over here!" As Abel came up to their table and sat, a bright grin graced Shiro's features, though he wrinkled his nose when he saw what Abel brought to eat. It seemed to be nothing but foliage and vegetation to him. He didn't understand how some people could eat the green-stuff. Abel sanitized his hands and saw the mini-grill that Gren was cooking on. "You're crazy-prepared," he said matter-of-factly. "That's a bit rude. No 'hello' or 'hi'?" Shiro frowned, but quickly shook it away. Abel then took a moment to compliment them on their sparring matches. Shiro's frown quickly returned. Everyone else seemed to go dust-to-the-wall and gave it their all. Shiro didn't even activate his Semblance or use his Axe at the very least, so he felt his fight hadn't gotten that serious. His feelings of inadequacy and low self-worth briefly returned. But, when Abel mentioned his own negative feelings, he pushed away his own concerns. Patting Abel on his wide upper back, Shiro offered him one of his signature grins. "Aww, don't worry about it Abel. As far as I see it, the matches weren't about winning or losing. Just to show everyone what we're made of. As long as we had fun and made it out okay." Shiro felt a little better to know that he wasn't alone with his emotions. "What did you think of math? Fullbuster's a pretty sweet name, but he was so...uninspiring. Took me about ten minutes to get my head on straight and start workin' through that packet." Abel asked them. Shiro's ears and tail slowly drooped. He tapped at his chin with a single gloved finger. "Well..I thought his name was kind of odd, to be honest. Seeing him snoozing in his chair made me want to fall asleep too." "Which, I later did in History class..." "As for that packet...Aha...I did what I could..." Shiro felt better knowing he wasn't the only one that seemed to have trouble. Gren mentioned how his hand was fine and only got a bit banged up. Somehow, Shiro doubted that. Giving Gren an odd look, he couldn't help but feel that something was out of place. Shrugging, he reverted back to his usual smile. "Ah well, the important thing is that you're okay now." As Shiro patiently waited for Gren to finish cooking the meat he brought along, Gren said, "I think I might have brought too much food for just the three of us. Why don't you two invite your opponents over to eat? Make friends with your rivals and such. I'll stay here and cook up what I can. If you find Indigo, could you ask him to come over as well?" He frowned, he didn't exactly think Gren brought too much. In fact, Shiro could've quite possibly eaten most if not all of the meat had with him. But, that probably wasn't his intention. To give all of it to Shiro, that is. Sharing was caring, after all. The idea suddenly struck him in a positive way. It would be a great way to make more friends. Surely they would appreciate the tasty meal much more so than whatever they were currently ingesting. Tail swaying back and forth energetically, he grinned and saluted Gren. "Right! On it, friend!" Now, how to grab most of the other teams' attention? Why not boldly go? Lifting his feet onto his seat so that he was squatting low, he decided to make another show of himself. He'll deal with the embarrassment later. Winding up, Shiro launched himself into the air. Up and over the large moving crowd, he aimed his jump so that he would land onto one of the other team's tables. Aimed well enough, he gracefully landed quite literally in the middle of their conversations. As the table shook slightly from his landing, he straightened up and scratched at his cheek with a gloved finger. "Hmm...Now, what to say?" He hadn't thought too well ahead. Screw just normally walking up to them and asking them all politely to join them at lunch. That was boring. Stretching his arms out, he decided to loudly proclaim. "My friend brought too much food and we can't eat it all ourselves! If you're still hungry and would like some freshly grilled meat and stuff, come join Team Swansong at our table! You're all welcome to sit and eat with us!" Standing on their table, arms wide open, with a stupidly cheesy grin on his face he hoped that was enough to collect all of their attention. He then pointed from where he had launched himself from, at Gren and Abel. "We're over there!" "Wait, shoot! I didn't think if my actions would embarrass Gren and Abel! Sapphire might get pissed at me..." Still grinning, he blinked. "Ah well, I'll deal with it later."

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Lovin' all the new players. I welcome you all with warm and open arms! BEAR HUGS ALL AROUND!