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Current Imagine not knowing about the schenanigans that coding-wizard got into on Iwaku... There's no post formatting that man can't harness for his unholy machinations.
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What do you call a bunch of billionaires at the bottom of the ocean? A good start.
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My girl got a yeast infection. Make bread with that, call it hole grain
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"Jason" is a name from ancient greece that sounds like it was made up in the united states in 1979.
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I can roll with all the punches, if you hold a couple back. I can handle being broke, but I can't stand to be so sad.
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I have 3 mottos here in life, really.




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𝔄𝔯𝔱𝔥𝔲𝔯


Name:
Arthur Karl Stoltson


Epithet
The Golden Prince


Age:
Arthur is twenty six years old, the peak of his life.


Race:
Despite his rumored blue blood as a nobleman, Arthur is Human.


Appearance:
Arthur stands at a respectable 6'1, with a muscular build one would expect of a warrior of his ilk. He's a fairly large guy, but he keeps a lean slender-esque build, so he's hardly the biggest soldier in a company. His features are well defined, yet regal and exquisite, he's a good looking man, as is expected from a man of his status. His skin is free from the normal blemishes of the working class, his face is a light bronze hue from the hours in the sun - a much cleaner and paler look than the peasants or common folk of the land.

Well groomed and well thought out facial hair sculpted by the best barber in the city. His hair is always cut by that very same barber, as opposed to being thorn from working. Arthur normally wears expensive clothing made out of the finest fabrics, silk and the like. His tunics are always well washed, unless they've recently gotten stained. His leggings often carry some sort of hardened leather pieces to them, and he always wears a leather jacket with reinforced patches on his arms, chest and back. On his right shoulder is a leather shoulder pad with his family crest - The Diamond Lion. Boots matching the leggings and jacket are always to match. On his waist hangs his sword sheath. A dagger is safely secured on the other side of his waist, and a smaller dagger is hidden in his boot.

His armor he wears while out for war is modest if not for the special engravings in the trim of the armor, it looks really nothing special from the average knight's. A full set of plate with a chainmail base and leather accents, a tabard with no direct markings on, as to not draw attention. It's not the heaviest of armors, and as such provides poor protection against arrows or spears, but it does allow him to move fast enough to handle himself in more than a few sword fights.


Personality:
Arthur is a well spoken and well educated man. It shows in the words he chooses to speak - well, on occasion. It's not true to say that Arthur tends to piss people off, but if a gentleman would accuse Arthur of having pissed him off, few would find that hard to believe. A Nobleman, a knight by trade and a prince by birth, Arthur's not always the paragon people would expect. He's a lover at heart, and a enormous flirt, his favorite saying is 'I've yet to find a woman I've not fallen in love with'. Which largely holds true, his wish for romance has no borders, it does not care for status in the society, current romantic situation, professions, country or even race. Unlike his brothers and his father, Arthur spends a fair amount of time with the common folk - he earned his nickname ' The Golden Prince' by buying enough rounds at the various taverns, and is as such generally in high standing with the peasants of the kingdoms in his father's domain. Well, as well standing as royalty can have. Due to his dipping his toe in the gutter, he's got a lot of street smart, and is more than likely prone to make morally questionable choices, not always in the pursuit of love, sometimes only for a laugh. For a royalty, he does care awfully much about the common man, and a early fascination with the Journeymen and their Order have always made him aspire to be something of a hero. Often to his detriment.


Backstory:


Magic:


Skills:
Swordsmanship;
First and foremost, Arthur is a man of the blade. He's been fighting with a weapon since as long as he's been big enough to old one. Few can bring Arthur pause when it comes to matching steel, even fewer whom he does not share blood with. His swift but deadly skills are hard to match, much thanks to the great masters he have had, being a squire to his oldest brother, he honed the art of war alongside the other princes.

Martial Arts;
As previously mentioned, Arthus is well versed in the art of war, both as a combatant and as a commander. While he never was given as large commands as his brothers - never one to lead entire armies, he's got a lot of technical knowledge, he was trained the same way his siblings were, but has yet to fully put them to use.

Hunting
Arthur's a decent hunter. He knows the basics of tracking animals, he's a OK shot with a bow. Hardly fit for using it in combat, though. But, in a pinch he's able to hit a deer, or even a bird.


Equipment:
The Dandelion Blade;
A sword created by the masterswordsmith Airon Bronzebeard, the royal Blacksmith of the Garneic Court. The Dandelion Blade is the fourth sword Airon created for the Stoltson family, the first being for his father,
the other two for his older brothers once they had passed their time as squires and had become knights.
The Dandelion Blade is a typical longsword, with the imprint of a Dandelion just above the hilt - a flower that Arthur picked as a young man, as during his first battle he was hit in the head by a mace - thankfully, his helmet protected him. He was almost knocked out cold. And the only thing he remember seeing on the ground was the trampled dandelions.

He survived that battle, earned a scar for it and plenty of experience. Besides the marking feature of the dandelion, the blade has a very regal look to it, a well crafted hilt, a the finest grip one could want so the blade never leaves Arthur's hand, and armed with the Royal Key Rune, to avoid the weapon being stolen.

The Armor Of St.Goran
The armor of Saint Goran the Dragonslayer of many generations past. While only the helm is technically that of Goran, the rest of the armor has been reconstructed to match what the Dragonslayer's armor had looked like. Some alterations have been made at the request of the prince.

Renegade
His chestnut colored stead. Renegade is one of the finest horses in the land, while not the fastest, the horse has incredible stamina and a fiery personality. Renegade carries the brunt of Arthur's good, such as his spear, bastard sword, and hunting bow. And of course necessities such as bedroll and a pot to cook water in.


Misc:

Discont.



G A B R I E L S M I T H


| N A M E |
Gabriel Joshua Smith


| A G E |
23


| D U T Y |
Security Officer, Power Trip Engineer.


| A B I L I T Y |
Omniscient Self Replication
Gabriel is able to create up to 2 copies of himself, making it possible for there to be 3 of him in total. However, unlike other cloner, his body is not split - his mind is not divided. His mind is present in all bodies, and they are all originals in their own right. Once he split the first time, there was no more 'original' him. Each of his bodies are real, and they all share a telepathic link. Every bit of information one gathers, the other 2 get instantly. This makes him incredibly talented at learning new things, gaining information and espionage.


| I N F O |
Gabriel was on the fast track to become a soldier, a Marine, to be precise. He was raised by a deadbeat and abusive dad,
and an addict for a mother. As soon as he was 18, he signed up to join. During his first deployment he woke up one morning not quite feeling right. He stayed in his bunk that day. Lucky, one could think, as that was the day of the greatest Advanced Terrorist attack to date, The Hellfire incident - 456 people dead. 80 of them civilians, the other military men and women. Gabriel was one of those people. He was killed, a metal spike pierced his heart and killed him instantly.

He woke up in his bed, from a nightmare. Well, he thought it was a nightmare, till he saw the news were they rolled the footage of him being killed. Michael had found out about this from the contacts he had in the military and took Gabriel into the academy where Gabriel flourished. The Kid had never been a smart one, he had always lacked book smarts. But now? Now he could study three times as fast, he could always be asleep, do his homework on time and hit the gym. He attended the Academy for two years, and Michael had then offered him a Job at the CIA. One he turned down, instead wishing to stay at the grounds. Work as a security officer and teach others like him how to use their abilities - how to turn something that could have been a curse into a gift.


E L I Z A E V A N S


| N A M E |
Eliza Cecilia Evans


| A G E |
31


| D U T Y |
Counselor, Head Residential Adviser.


| A B I L I T Y |
Cryokinesis. She makes things freeze on touch and via cryowaves from her body.


| I N F O |
One of the youngest students to ever attend to academy, Eliza has attended the Academy since she was nine, and has practically grown up here. She's gives her heart to every single student, and is to many the mother-figure they never had. While she and Adrian have a purely platonic relationship, she and the Headmaster are often talked about like the surrogate Parents of the students.


M I C H A E L S A I N T E D W A R D S


| N A M E |
Michael St.Edwards


| A G E |
36


| D U T Y |
Teacher, Military Contact, Power Trip instructor.


| A B I L I T Y |
Invulnerability; Michael cannot sustain injury, and thusly, he cannot die. His bones will not break, his skin will not bleed and his hair will not burn. By every limit that has been tested, Michael is impervious to being hurt. But, while he is unable to being hurt, his offensive capabilities are all human. If he needs to fight, he relies on technique and weapons.


| I N F O |
Former Army Ranger, turned CIA Spook. Discovered he was a Advanced Human when he was in his 20's while deployed at REDACTED for Operation REDACTED. Michael is a man with his ear to the intelligence community, responsible for Campus security and helping Adrian keep the Military at ease about the potentially Literal Nuclear weapons that are kept in the school grounds. Adrian is a bit of a cold guy,
but he's got a heart of gold, who despite what many may think sees the students not as weapons, but as real people.

He teaches P.E, History and Social Science. He's also often putting himself on the line as a Target Dummy when it comes to letting the students loose in the Power Trip.




A D R I A N G O L D


| N A M E |
Adrian Tobias Jones Gold


| A G E |
42


| D U T Y |
Headmaster


| A B I L I T Y |
Power Mimicry: Adrian is able to mimic the abilities of other Advanced people. He is not able to mimic the mastery of their powers, and only able to mimic one part of their powers. For example, someone who is able to fly, Adrian is able to mimic their ability to fly, but not their ability to breath while flying, making his Mimicking flawed, while still useful.


| I N F O |
The Son of William Gold, the founder of the Gold Academy For Advanced Younglings. Born in New York, he was raised with one foot in Queens - the ghetto, and one in Manhattan. He's got a knack for knowing people and is overall a pleasure to be around. A real people person - perhaps by virtue of his abilities to 'fit in'.



"I'm a diamond in the rough, like a shiny piece of coal."

S T E E L T R A P

| B I R T H N A M E: |
Augustus Julianus Vinci


| N I C K N A M E ( S ): |[
Agg by friends,
Agghead by bullies.


| A L I A S ( E S ): |
August.


| S E X: |
Male


| A G E: |
18


| A P P E A R A N C E: |
Augustus, named after a roman Emperor, one of the most notable ones, at that, represents his namesake poorly. He's 5'9 tall, not a lot of muscle on his skinny frame. His skin is naturally a on the more shaded side of the spectrum due to his Mediterranean roots. Olive hues and a surprisingly unflawed complexion, the kid never had much problem with acne, which was always nice for him when few things about his appearance is. He's got dark eyes and matching hair. His hairstyle's unkepmt and he pays little attention to it, half-heartedly he's trying to grow it out to get some sort of Hardrock look, perhaps that would offset his aura of punity.

As previously mentioned, Augustus is skinny, he's a pretty small guy. He's not completely without muscle, though, as he has been running track his entire life - not as a sport, but as a way to avoid getting beaten up all too badly. He dresses modestly in T-shirts and jeans, never off any expensive brands despite having the means to afford a three piece suit for every day of the year.


| A B I L I T I E S: |
Organic Transmutation Transformation;
August can change his flesh and blood into other materials. While doing so, he gains properties associated with this material. His abilities could potentially have near endless applications, but so far there is but one material he is able to transmute into, and he has only mastered transmuting individual body parts, full body transformations are far from mastered. His transmutations so far only affects his dermal layers - skin, fat and muscle, they are thusly unable to affect his organs.

Chaosalloy; The 'cool' name Augustus named his power when it is in use. His body takes on a onyx almost space-like shape, becoming jet black with indistinguishable shapes in them. When he is transformed, the part of him that is transformed is as hard as diamonds, he gains increased strength, and when he covers his entire body in it, it becomes like an exoskeleton and he grows another few inches, standing at a total of 6'2. The Alloy is very dense, but moving his bodyparts covered in the alloy is never much of a problem, accounting for the added weight, however is.


| S K I L L S: |
Techwizard - Agg loves tech. iphones, Androids, Googles, he does not care. He'll work with anything. He's at home on a message board on the internet learning a new skill he probably will never have to adapt in his real life. He spends a lot of time tinkering with tech, inventing stuff and fidgeting around with thins he shouldn't. His innate intelligence is very important to him, and he holds it very highly, forgoing other aspects of his life for his nerdy ways.

Popculture; He was raised by the TV, having parents who were both too busy with their own careers to care much for him.

Polymath; Augustus is a Polymath, a naturally born genius and has a IQ that is off the charts, while still not being considered Superhuman. His intelligence is 'natural', unlike his other abilities. But, given how his father's an investment banker and a CEO, his mother's a Surgeon, and he's got PHD's en masse on both sides of the family, it's hardly a surprise.


| B I O G R A P H Y: |
Born into riches, Augusts life seemed like it would be smooth sailing. He was a wunderkin, well beyond his years and everyone knew it. He was sent to the finest boarding schools in the world. But he kept getting kicked out, he was a 'troublemaker' in the regard that trouble always found him. He was always targeted by the other students and quickly became a social outcast. Being the richest kid in rich kid school is about as bad as being the poorest in public school. In retrospect, August doesn't feel that much selfpity about it, others always had it worse than him. He's focusing on the future, at least ever since that day when he did one the few only 'young people mistakes' He and a 'friend'. Jonas - a cool kid from Boarding School, and one of the few who seemed to like him, egged August into commiting a crime.

It wasn't so bad, it was just stealing a few candybars from the local corner store. Well, that is till he saw Jonas sneak around the back with a skimask and a pistol. Jonas robbed the place blind, and when he went for the getaway, August stopped. Panicked, confused and feeling incredibly guilty, he tried to reason with the pistol-whipped shopkeeper. That is, till the shopkeeper got out his shotgun and fired a slug right at Augustus.

He survived. The bullets had fallen off his chest and under his shirt was the jetblack metal that saved his life. He Passed out afterwards, and when he woke up, he was being transported to Gold's Academy For Advanced Younglings. A school for people like him. Not nerds, or polymaths. But people with abilities. The Advanced People.


| M I S C. N O T E S: |
N/A.

On my way back from the only store I go to anymore.
I do realize I'm mostly saying what everyone else has already been, but I figured it doesn't hurt for it to come from one more person.

I'm one of the older members of "Valhalla", Odin's discord server. (And the predecessors to those, as I've known the dude for forever.) Like Cyndyr touched on; in literally no shape or form does that Discord server serve as an official server to the guild. Members who are active on the discord server are not in any way, shape or form connected to the guild, the only connection to be made is that most of us know each other from this website. To insinuate any of this is the fault of the discord is ludicrous. "Grim was influenced". Who. The. Hell. Cares? We want to censor Youtube content creators who's biggest demographics are teens from dropping F-bombs, because it might make Teenagers say "Fuck you" to their teacher? No, of course not.

Come on. This is not a real discussion we're having in a thread about issues on the Guild. Inkarnate is clearly projecting his own feelings of Valhalla and it's members onto this thread. He ran away from the server with his tail between his legs, after it was abundantly clear he was not welcome there. No one kicked him, he wasn't banned, he left. If there ever was a bias to be considered, it's that one. Please, everyone, focus to the topic at hand.
What grocery shopping for a family of 5 looks like for the month





y'all got any more of them foods?

All right. Bumporino. Working on the OOC.

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