Infinite Cosmos

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Time: 5:00 pm Monday
Location: Welcome Banquet
Interaction: Alice @Blizz

The girl said nothing. The silence was...deafening? Sure, the ballroom was filled with people, but no one Roman is particularly keen to interact with right this moment anyways. And this girl seemed new. Maybe she needed help>? Maybe she needed someone to chat with for a moment?

Or maybe she didn't need anything at all?

In any case, Roman remained. "Uh. Hi. Sorry to have disturbed you. You new here?" Roman said. Whatever he had 'prepared' went directly out of his brain and never looked back. In all fairness, not even Roman was expecting this level or activity, or lack thereof. He was always better at play off of the emotions and actions of others than to purely initiate by himself. This would either be real fun, or real dreadful.

The answer to that question should be coming real soon.

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I can always use more interactions. Feel free to send me something through discord~@canaryrose

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Time: 5:00 pm Monday
Location: Campus Commons
Interaction: Alice @Blizz

Roman wasn't exactly late. He was just... being alone. He had his typical stoic look on his face. The underclassman in high school did not approach him for that fact. The upperclassman in university did not bother with him since he is just a freshman. That resulted to him being somewhat isolated in the ebbs and flows of people. He also had earbuds in, switching between YouTube video game highlights and PARTYNEXTDOOR's new album. That fact probably did not help his current social situation.

In his mind, he was already plotting the first party of the school year. Sure, he was a freshman. But, he always had the thought of making a name for himself. In the most teenage-infamous way possible anyways.

Looking at his course list absentmindedly, Roman understood that the classes he will be taking are all general courses. He hasn't exactly decided on what degree to pursue, but still, taking these generals seem like a waste of time already.

In any case, Roman tucked the course list into the inner chest pocket of his blazer and walked towards a table that was occupied by one other student. He walked over, quietly as to not disturb the other student, and sat down across from her. He tilted his head and gave her a silent greeting, if she would notice anyways. Roman had some ideas in mind on how to strike up a conversation, but that is only if the other student recognize his presence.

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Roman Duran

Name:Roman Duran
Gender / Preferred Pronouns:Male, he/him
Age: 18
Year and Degree Program: Freshman in university, undecided on degree program
Nationality: American with Egyptian ancestry
Appearance:

Image Reference

Roman stands at a tall 6'4", with a trimmed build. Strong jawline, olive colored skin, dark hair and often an stoic expression. That is not to say he doesn't like to have fun. His normal expression is just more...stoic. While clothed, he does not have tattoos or excessively visible scars.

Location and Notes on Star Mark:A medium sized eight point star, located at the back of his right hand. Pale white in overall color with a thin yellow dot in the middle.

Star Power:Gravitational manipulation. He can either reduce or increase the impact of gravity on things smaller than the size of his palm. When trying to manipulate the impact of gravity on organic matter, like other humans, his control is very spotty and the increase or decrease can fluctuate wildly.

Personality:Generally outgoing, mostly upbeat. Fiercely loyal to those he considers his friends. Would rather shy away from action but will not hesitate to act if he sees harm coming his friend's way.

Biography: Roman is your run of the mill college student. More worried about living his best life than getting good grades. Despite his stoic expression, he enjoys the company of his fellow students.

Being born to a lineage that may or may not be traced back to antiquity has shone a light on his personal life that he doesn't often enjoy. Though the money and toys that it comes with are nice from time to time.

His star manifested itself from birth. However, it wasn't until he was thirteen that his actual powers emerged.

He was just in the yard, playing and running around as thirteen year old boys do. The next thing he knows the ball he just threw is floating upwards, not its regularly planned trajectory. He panicked, of course. Scrambling around slightly, he tried jumping and reaching for the ball. To no avail. After a few more failed swipes, the ball came flying down, much faster than expected. The ball left a mark in the ground like a stud in mud. Roman then ran in the house, acting as if nothing happened.

Of course, his mother saw this. Knowing exactly what happened and what is going to continue happening, his parents used their connections to get Roman admitted to NI and hoped that they can help him learn, hone, and control his powers.

Notable Rumors: It is rumored that he hails from a long line of kings and pharaohs in antiquity. But, who really knows anymore?
Trivia: He is a huge video game enthusiast.
Other: Anything else?

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@AmethystMoved. Thanks. I will do some catch up reading and post soon.

Tales of Anvellor

>>Fashionably Late. Transitioning from The Silver Piglet to the Guild Hall @ShiningSector @Ypnosi @Ryteb Pymeroce<<

Avala, sat in the far corner of the tavern, has been drinking. The Southern ale can never compare to the brew the monks made, he thought to himself. It is lacking a certain...herbal quality to them. Nonetheless, it is what he can find for the time being. The ongoing conversations of the patrons in the tavern did not hold his interest much, not until a trio starting speaking to a man in armor.

Setting his horn of ale down, he grabbed his walking stick and leaned into it slightly. Interesting. An adventure for relics. It is very unlikely that he finds what he is truly looking for on this expedition. But, it is a start. Tugging on his cloak that looked incredibly tattered, he took a few coins from his purse and left them on the table before approaching the trio and the knight.

At first glance, Avala looked like your run-of-the-mill traveler. Weary, tattered clothing, and a tired smile. "Hello, fellow travelers. Mind taking me along for this journey? I promise to not be a burden." He said with a smile. Now that he is closer to the trio, maybe they can get a better look at him. An imposing physical specimen, that spoke in a friendly and succinct way. His cloak, upon closer examination, is made from many pieces of interwoven fabric, each seemingly have a story to tell. His weathered staff looks sturdy and battle tested and his faulds shone with a sort of dulled copper sheen.

✯ Our Brightest Stars - Always Accepting!

Roman Duran

Name:Roman Duran
Gender / Preferred Pronouns:Male, he/him
Age: 18
Year and Degree Program: Freshman in university, undecided on degree program
Nationality: American with Egyptian ancestry
Appearance:

Image Reference

Roman stands at a tall 6'4", with a trimmed build. Strong jawline, olive colored skin, dark hair and often an stoic expression. That is not to say he doesn't like to have fun. His normal expression is just more...stoic. While clothed, he does not have tattoos or excessively visible scars.

Location and Notes on Star Mark:A medium sized eight point star, located at the back of his right hand. Pale white in overall color with a thin yellow dot in the middle.

Star Power:Gravitational manipulation. He can either reduce or increase the impact of gravity on things smaller than the size of his palm. When trying to manipulate the impact of gravity on organic matter, like other humans, his control is very spotty and the increase or decrease can fluctuate wildly.

Personality:Generally outgoing, mostly upbeat. Fiercely loyal to those he considers his friends. Would rather shy away from action but will not hesitate to act if he sees harm coming his friend's way.

Biography: Roman is your run of the mill college student. More worried about living his best life than getting good grades. Despite his stoic expression, he enjoys the company of his fellow students.

Being born to a lineage that may or may not be traced back to antiquity has shone a light on his personal life that he doesn't often enjoy. Though the money and toys that it comes with are nice from time to time.

His star manifested itself from birth. However, it wasn't until he was thirteen that his actual powers emerged.

He was just in the yard, playing and running around as thirteen year old boys do. The next thing he knows the ball he just threw is floating upwards, not its regularly planned trajectory. He panicked, of course. Scrambling around slightly, he tried jumping and reaching for the ball. To no avail. After a few more failed swipes, the ball came flying down, much faster than expected. The ball left a mark in the ground like a stud in mud. Roman then ran in the house, acting as if nothing happened.

Of course, his mother saw this. Knowing exactly what happened and what is going to continue happening, his parents used their connections to get Roman admitted to NI and hoped that they can help him learn, hone, and control his powers.

Notable Rumors: It is rumored that he hails from a long line of kings and pharaohs in antiquity. But, who really knows anymore?
Trivia: He is a huge video game enthusiast.
Other: Anything else?

Tales of Anvellor

Sorry I've been so absent. I will do some catch-up reading and start posting as appropriate

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Submitting interest. Will be working on a sheet now.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

>>Vika, though text@PrinceAlexus Siobahn, and her cooking @Almalthia Joel, over a Guiness and some pesky carbon deposit @Pilatus

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The weekend came and went. After the rather odd night over at the Old Starboard and then the Olympus house, Ryan needed some time to clear his head. And what better place to do that than his restaurant? They're not yet open from their seasonal sabbatical, but thew time is drawing nearer with each passing moment.

Monday, Ryan spent nearly the entire day in his empty establishment. Contemplating the direction in which to take his restaurant. Would he reinvent himself? Would he try to introduce some more unexpected ingredients to the mix? Would he start a new restaurant all together? So many options presented themselves to him, yet he cannot set his mind on any one of them. Through the kitchen speaker system, Ryan had on some easy going jazz tunes, while he quietly polished his knives. His focus towards his craft was always intense, yet they carried a sense of disdain, as if he has spent all of his life's joy already.

Setting down his tools, he wiped away the thin sheen of sweat from his forehead, letting out a drawn sigh along the way. Glancing at the atomically accurate clock, Ryan nodded to himself as he tidied up and prepared to leave. Tucking his knives back into their lacquered case, the quiet man turned and turned off the electronics before heading out. Clipping on his helmet, he knew he had an appointment with Joel the next day so he made his next destination the rented garage space where he parked his cars. Upon arrival, he traded his typical Vespa for the Mustang that needed work. With a turn of the key, the machine roared to life. With one or two spirited pumps of the gas pedal, Ryan put the car into gear and drove off into the night.

The next morning, Ryan did his best to look like he would fit in at a garage. Dark denim, plain t-shirt and light coat for the weather. Driving his car over to Apex Designs, his mind was unusually clear. At stop lights, he would often just look up into the sky, pondering about everything and nothing. To be honest, Ryan might even have been a little more aggressive while driving than his usual self.

While on his way over, he receives a text message. Vika. Not surprising. Ryan held off on responding until he reached where he was going. Aggressive driving or not, Ryan refuses to text and drive. In any case, Ryan reached his destination and parked his car as directed. "Good afternoon Joel, Siobahn." He said, given the duo a small nod. Taking the bottle of Guinness, he took a small sip from it as it was opened. Taking in the sights, sounds, and smells, Ryan could feel his spirits lifting and worrying slowly disappearing. All the variety of vehicles around the shop is giving him some rather expensive ideas, Ryan chuckled inwardly.

As Joel pointed out what the issue was, Ryan chuckled. "Well, if it is between going fast or being passive, I think I'll take the former." Ryan said, looking into the engine bay before Joel closed it up. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Matter of fact, can I just leave it here with you while its being worked on? Given the fact that it may or may not be safe?" Ryan said. At the mention of staying a while, and food, Ryan's expression shifted slightly. Looking over towards the same direction as Joel, he noticed that Siobahn was tending to some steaks. "I would be delighted to stay. I'll never turn down a good steak. And no. This isn't my restaurant. I don't criticize other's cooking. I simply appreciate the offer of food and company"