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Current AHAHAHAHAH WHO THOUGHT OF SECOND MIDTERMS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA -CRIES DEEPLY IN CORNER-
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AHAHAHHAHAAHAHAH MIDTERMS AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH -CRIES IN CORNER-
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COFFEE.EXE LOADING
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CHANGED AVATAR NO RAGRATS
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-Mad World nightcore of despair plays in the background-

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I just realized I should put something here. Erm... For the time being:

COFFEE.

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(Totally didn't just carbon copy this. I'll make minor adjustments tomorrow.)
Stands at 5’8”, only weighing in at 114 lbs. Full Name Varren Yinyues Gender Male Age 17 Year First Year Birthday December 12th Astrological Sign Sagittarius Species A complete and utter ordinary human, down to the very core. Class Commando - Taking his expertise with firearms into account, and his moderate anatomical capabilities, Varren found himself most effective by fashioning such a class. Going by the book, a commando is an individual who shows cunning advancement in the field of ballistic weaponry, showing a knack for the practice at an early age, and excelling past those who would be considered veterans in the span of a few years. A literal sense of being the bullet. Fully intertwining themselves with their instruments, and wielding such contempt to unsurmountable extents on the battlefield. Though only a few individuals full under such a title, Varren being one of them, they thrive in the midst of combat, but falter in social interactions. Though most commandos tend to make themselves the focus of their enemies, Varren fancies hit-and-run attacks and tactics which involve stealth. Varren has also dabbled in basic medicine, carrying a backpack full of first aid necessities. However, he tends to only pack a small amount of resources, in precaution to impeding his movement. Weapon
World Earth Short Biography Born to the Yinyues family, a family which inherited the American manufacturing company known as Magpul. How the Yinyues managed to acquire the rights to Magpul, and all of the products under its copyright, is a story for another time. Since the present of a firearm was always present within the Yinyues’ house, Varren was bound to pick up on his family’s hobby. If anything, the idea of teaching a toddler how to utilize a firearm wasn’t even frowned upon. His parents believed it was a plausible idea, to enlighten the boy with prior knowledge of what he would inherit. It wasn’t long until they discovered he had a natural knack for the usage of weapons, soon fashioning and making his own adjustments to existing platforms. But such a practice became more than a pastime. It began to suck up a majority of the hours he was awake; and if he wasn’t engineering or practicing, he was most likely studying to secure his inheritance. This left no time open for social interaction, which lead up to his entitlement of the class Commando. Personality Varren is a fountain of self-expression, constantly flowing with emotion and passion. Considered to be an open book of his inner feelings, he conveys himself to those around him with any regrets or remorse. Though, stating his own opinions isn’t a problem; its making connections with the receivers of said opinions is his predicament. Unable to find the words to properly come across people as his true self, people are left to perceive him at their own digression. At times, he attempts to strike a conversation with others, but brushes them off as odd, annoying and a nuisance. Given his childish nature, compared with his age, he catches people off guard and unknowingly forces them out of their comfort zone.(Might add some more once I get home) Partner To be decided. Fear(s)/Weakness(es)/Limit(s) Anatomical Defficiency: Not as strong as most would presume, Varren is generally a twig of a human being, who can somehow muster the strength to wield weapons of mediate caliber. Though anything chambered in battle or sniper rifles is a no-go, and can easily throw out his frail shoulder. Hot Chocolate: Can’t stomach the stuff. Found out he had such a weak spot for the beverage when his mother attempted to substitute it for his addiction with coffee. The results were not pleasing, to himself nor the toilet he clutched for the majority of the night. Strange Attributes/Abilities/Traits Persona Fluctuations: Medically diagnosed ’dissociative identity disorder’, Varren can completely change his personality at random intervals. Such occurrences are uncontrollable, and when documented, never show any relations or possible signs of a trigger. Though, the only persona which comes out of the fluctuation is completely different from the ordinary Varren. It is basically a polar opposite of the kind mannered boy, retaining an emotionless composure, leaving no openings for second thought or remorse. The counterpart is only in control for the span of a few moments, and once the proper Varren regains his senses, he has no recollection of the past events. Themesong http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWoReDeZGzU Other Nationality: Japanese-American. Fluently speaks both languages, father is of Western origination, and married his Japanese mother.
*Smashes coffee cup* I'm indeed present. I'll be throwing up a CS tomorrow.
Since this is officially over, we might as well send it off in a just way.

Instead of Ren deducing a plan, the remaining students ascended to the same level as them. Never before had Kanzen seen so many minds at work, all with their bits of input and ideals, working towards a common cause. It was a heart-warming scene, excluding the fact that Kanzen had nearly left this world, by the foot of a mythological beast. Minutes prior to nearly being stomped to death, he was deciding which team to help out. In this situation, he personally felt at a disadvantage. This was an obvious reason why he was only a C rank student. Unlike these creative minds working in unison, the young man was able to follow orders better than making them. When Ryu proposed that one group assist Kimiko with building, and the other find out who the source of this cherade was, Kanzen chose to go with the latter team.

But all of a sudden, A&A took a valiant charge onto the deck, disregarding the volley of birds coming their way. Kanzen let out a sigh and chose to burst out in lieu, regardless of the avians’ assault. They managed to close the gap between the deck entrance and the containment unit the students were trapped in, the green-haired boy covered their flank as Alvin deflected an attack with his valiant umbrella-wielding skills. ”Johnson-san, Gant-san, we have to move fast. Get those people out of here. Kimiko-san’s team should be done shor-” The student was cut off mid-sentence when a shadow suddenly shrouded him. With a quick glance upwards, his eyes widened as he barrel-rolled to the side. In the spot where he was just standing, a haunty beast came to fruition. It let out a frightening growl, and just in case that wasn’t traumatizing enough, the manticore slammed its spiked tail into the steel wall next to them, just to inspire some more fear.

Kanzen also acknowledged the one now assaulting the other team at the door. In other words, their exit was blocked off. Even if they managed to bypass this adversary with the ensnared students, another blockade laid in their path. Operating now on instinct, the young man unsheathed his firearm and raised it to shoulder level. He aimed down the tritium iron sights, held his breath, and pull the trigger.

Click.

”Oh, right. It isn’t loaded. Shit.” Was all he thought before he evaded another attack. ”I’ll keep it distracted! Just, get those guys out of there, fast! I can hold my own ground!” Against another human, maybe. But against a beast originating from myth and lore? Probably not. He holstered the P30 and analyzed the beast. His lone exposed eye focused on the beast’s fangs, now beared at the viridescent man. Kanzen’s breaths quickened in pace, his attention completely on the beast. Then, out of his peripheral vision, he caught sight of the formation of gulls. ”Oh, crap.” He reeled back as the line of birds nearly collided with him, causing him to fall back on his rear. The manticore took this chance to go on the offensive, and attempted to pounce on Kanzen. He barely managed to roll out of harm’s way, while the wooden deck cracked below the beast’s weight. ”This isn’t good.” He took a fighting stance, but kept most of his central mass near his back. At this point, all he could do was evade. If only the bullet deities could drop a magazine onto the young man. Then he’d be able to deal with his enemies in the blink of an eye. ”Don’t feel the need to rush! But, please pick up the pace!” Kanzen called back to A&A, in a worried and distressed tone.
Post'll be up in five minutes, almost done.
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Well, I believe that the team outside is trying to save the trapped students. Perhaps write about Gabriel suddenly noticing two scary beasts outside the door. And Kanzen getting #REKT by one of them?
I'll work on a post later today. Gonna go out for Thanksgiving. Oh, and dose nicknames. Noice

AMG WHO TOOK THE 200TH POST WHEN I WAS ASLEEP

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Oh, it was made towards an argument. Well, controlling WITH permission is allowed. So it's advised to PM the RPer before posting. Per example, Shadylady did not post for Ren following Kanzen, but that's because I asked her before hand, showed her my post, and got the green light. If those steps are not taken, then it can be considered godmodding, and unjust controlling of a character. It's kind of a gray zone, and a controversial topic.
If Kanzen had actual ammunition, it'd be like duck hunt all over again. Buuuuuuuut, he might be the perfect gunner for that cannon.
I believe Ren and Kanzen are at the entrance to the deck. Others are below deck, in the conference hall.
Victor and Aoife have been shipped, while on a ship, in a shipment compartment. *claps*
Aerial Assault

A greeting and kind smile was a generic expression to put on during first time impressions. Since it’s important for the receiving party to think highly and openly, and have a good idea of a person overall. At the propose inquisition, he raised an eyebrow behind the clump of flattened hair. The young man definitely followed, but the fourth year’s sudden appearance was slightly unsettling. It was most likely able to happen due to his ability, but the specifics and prerequisites of said ability would never be exposed to the public, much like the school’s internal operations. ”Can’t say I’m completely cost. Some questions are still lingering. But no need to dwell on them. Pleased to meet you, Ren.” He noticed that her line of sight was slowly gravitating towards his sidearm. ”Oh, this? It’s a HK P30. The school board didn’t want me to bring in anything high caliber, so a pistol had to suffice. I’m sure there will be some rifles at the firing range at the academy, kind of interested in the board’s tastes.”

Kanzen was lost in dreaming about the possible firearms at his disposal, but his mind quickly returned to reality. ”Who knows, we might have a few classes together?” He queried, cocking his head with a tint of hope. ”I know I’ll perform well in Tactics and Assassination, and the other courses are just to affirm my overall effectiveness.” The young an astute tone, taking in any factors which could prolong advancement for himself. Strength and experience was something he needed to ascertain, and this academy was the perfect place for such a task. Though most of the students were wearing their uniforms with a little bit of their own personal accessories, these two were committed to the base apparel, and were wearing what they were given with their acceptance letters. The young man’s lone green eye dilated, ”Well, it’s gonna be a hassle getting up to speed. We’re a week late after all. But, I have faith in all of our abi-” Kanzen was cut off when he heard a loud thump to his behind. He called a window in the direction of the sound, and surely enough, there was a seagull. It was pressed against the pane of glass, then disengaged itself from the clear surface and flew up towards the deck.

By this point, his ears began to pick up shouting from above. It was most definitely originating from the students who had vacated the meeting room. ”If you want to help, pick up a chair and follow me.” But, due to the fact that time was of the essence, he didn’t take the time to pick up the chair he was sitting on. Instead, Kanzen slipped off his jacket, hoping to use it as a shield. ”Let’s go help them out, and see what’s happening up there, at least.” As he got up, another student who had left quickly returned, and began to shout out in English. The man quickly changed dialects, and commanded that they close the windows.

”Already did, we’re going up there to see what we can do. Why are they randomly attacking this ship?” A worried expression and a furrowed brow could be seen on the left side of his face, meanwhile his hair was shrouding the right. But in contrast, he spoke in a very mellow and stoic tone. Kanzen made his way for the upper deck, not wanting to lose time. He glanced down at his sidearm, ”If only this thing was loaded, they’d be out of the sky.” By this point, the captain had probably sounded for some sort of assistance. After all, their students were being blatantly assaulted by a flock of seagulls. Once he was on the deck, he peered through a circular window, built into the door. His eyes traced the formation of birds, like a fighter jet constantly bombarding ground forces below. Their beady eyes were focused on a blonde who was making a break for another compartment. The doors quickly granted him access, to which he tumbled inside, and was closed off from the attackers.

Once Gabriel fell inside, the first row of seagulls came clashing into the medium between them and their prey. A majority of the formation was smart to split off preemptively, and was waiting for a next target. Kanzen gripped onto the metallic hinge and pulled swiftly on the level. When he pushed out the hulky door, it creaked with rust. The young man might as well have set off a dinner bell for the flock of birds. ”Oh crap.” Was all the student could split out before slamming the door shut tightly. He fell back against the iron wall, as a barrage of birds ensued onto the door. The student managed to catch his breath, as he was completely useless in this situation. He glanced over to Ren, who was a few steps below him. ”Got any ideas? I don’t think I can use my jacket effectively. Could catch a few birds, but then they’d just continue to assault us relentlessly.”” Kanzen got back to his feet, and waited for the girl to come up with an option.
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