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    1. Jollan 12 yrs ago

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6 yrs ago
Current doing trade school online is like reading about a sport and expecting to be able to play it without practice.
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7 yrs ago
Trade > bachelors
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8 yrs ago
Desire to type "git gud" intensifies...
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8 yrs ago
okay, watched the first episode of goblin slayer, not nearly as bad as what it was made out to be. Still a bit depressing but hey, saved 2 of 4 rookies, coulda been worse.
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8 yrs ago
So i figured out, as much as id love the equivalent of an anime doom guy slaying goblins, i dont like seeing the lovely anime chicas catch a case of the mutilation.

Bio



Why hello, you little stalker. As you can see above I have recorded your visit for potential future stalking purposes. In that list you may find some other recent stalking victims. You may wonder, "Oh no! I've been caught! Whatever shall I do! What will become of me!" Well... I can assure you nothing....as in really...nothing. Except the fact that you may have wasted a precious few moments of your life with this bio. In this, I can say for every person that reads this, I have stolen that moment in your life that you could have been doing something else. Anything really.....Are you still here? Shouldn't you...I don't know, be posting in one of your RPs? I'm sure somebody is waiting for your response, it might even be me. You are procrastinating aren't you? I know I am. At the very moment I typed this I was supposed to be writing papers for class. See? Now I've been wasting time on both our accounts. Look what you made me do.

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Ok, that is enough stalking...

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There really isn't anything else here...

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I'm gonna call the police...

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(What's the number for 9-1-1?)

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Name: Ander Greaves

Age: 20

height: 5'11"

weight: 170lbs

Appearance: Regular height for his age and a slight build. He has ash colored hair that hangs just past his eyes. He has white, but not blind kind of white, eyes. He wears a black sleeveless shirt with a dark green muffler/hood. He wears two dark metal armored gauntlets that cover his elbow, outer forearm, backhand, and knuckles. The fingers are left open after the first joint so he can still use his hands effectively. He has a standard leather belt that holds a few compartments behind him at his back. He has red suspenders that hang off his pants unused. His pants loose but not baggy khaki cargoes. He has black combat boots on. There is a silver looking crest implanted on his chest, on the sternum, with a spot to place two crystals in the center.

Guild Mark: black lock on the upper left outside of his arm with a burn scar in the shape of a T over it.

Personality: Cold. Normally keeps to himself unless he needs to branch out a bit for information. Normally only says what is necessary. He is highly intelligent and good at tactics.

occupation: Removes magic from mages so that that can safely be put in a regular jail cell.

Magic: His magic is the ability to removes someone else's magical ability and turn it into a crystal that he can the use. For example, if he stole your magic he would have to equip your crystal to himself, on his chest, to use it. he can make the crystals float around him so that he can switch them or use them however at a fast rate, but he can only use one at a time. He normally keeps them in one pouch at the back of his belt. There is what seems to be half of one larger silvery crystal that he keeps on his belt at his side. This crystal he can use as a weapon. With this crystal, he can steal someones powers. He first has to charge it and then phase it through someone to steal their power. The powers he takes are lost if the stolen power crystals are broken.

weapon: He has a handle of a katar that he can place his crystal in for a weapon.
his katar

likes: bread/cracker sticks

dislikes: annoying banter

picture for reference but note, clothes are not a complete match. He is on the right.
reference

theme: Strings of fate
https://soundcloud.com/jollanvx/strings-of-fate

Dremmick started to stir, the beads starting to have their desired effect. He looked around for a moment taking the scene in. "You... you all stayed..." His voice trailed off as an immense pain washed over him. 'That spear' he thought to himself, 'it must have been...'

"Poison.." he said as he finished his thought. "My bag... please." He still looked pale as the poison was still coursing through him. He tried his best to slow his blood-flow using what little magic power he had left as he waved Morgan over to him so he may get his bag.
heh, he was supposed to go alone lol. i was going to have the other two executioners show up with y'all then you would have met up where Ander is with a little...'surprise'.
his fight here wasn't going to be written down. honestly if she woke back up would she not be more worried about what just happened and why her sister knocked her out? May need to at least fill in a blank.

He thanks you for your consideration, even if he doesn't admit it though, lol

Also, I think Dremmick may die of poisoning soon without that antidote, haha....ahh.....egad.....I'll at least wake him up
Ris is unconscious and Dremmick is the one who is poisoned.... and unconscious.....and half dead lol.
Ander was starring out at a large castle. The stone was dark and on the outside the color seemed to shift, keeping it hidden from view at long distances. It was only because he knew what to look for that he was able to spot it in the first place. He thought of Cilia and Inigo, how they slowly started to fade back into his memory, unsure why, or if it was even real. It had to be his sister's doing, something odd was taking place, as if he could feel Terra's presence.

"Forgive me, everyone. But this is something that has to be done," and on his own, he started up and into the castle. Something was off. He hadn't seen a single person the whole time he was running through the halls. eventually he found his way to the main hall and what he saw stopped him in his tracks.His sister, cased in crystal floating high in the room and someone waiting for him in the center.

He had messy shoulder length black hair and orange eyes, and dark tan skin. he had on full leg greaves and arm gauntlets on, and a bare chest that bore the insignia of the Jailers. Instead of a red keyhole in the center of a black lock however, it had a red skull in the center, he was an executioner. In his right arm he held a great axe and about him, there seemed to be a black aura, which only meant it was one person: The Black Wisp.

'The Black Wisp' let out a low cynical chuckle. "Ander... I have been waiting for you. I'd announce your execution but I'm sure you've heard it a thousand times. So do forgive my impoliteness as I cut to the chase. I will kill you and this other abomination here," he said pointing at the girl in the crystal above, "And then the secrets of the Judge will die with you....My you were such a disappointment. Oh well! We can always try again!" With that he let the head of his ax fall to the ground,shattering the earth beneath it, and started charging Ander, ax dragging behind him creating a rut.
no problem Teknonick, they are op because they are supposed to be right now, lol. And thanks for the compliment on Dremmick, he's been a blast to write so far.
Flipping through the book Morgan cam across Grom's profile. It was a grim on at that detailing his prowess in non-magic combat and poisons that earned himself a position among the four executioners. Upon reading further, it went on to explain the different poison tips that he used on his spears, each marked with different ribbons. He had a chart written out labeling what kind of poison was with which spear and what antidote to use. In this case, he called for a mini syringe with a yellow fluid and red stripe painted on it. In his bag there were many pouches, fasteners, and loops to hold everything without a thing being loose so that it never jingled or clanged around. the syringes would be in a leather roll out hit in one of those pouches. the leather roll had the words "Anotidotes" tapped into the leather.

All other information about the executioners are vague, save for their names: Grom of the Spear, Drax of the Blade, Sphyl of the Scythe, and another known as the Black Wisp. Unlike the others, there was no known information on the Black Wisp thus far, not even a picture.
(elsewhere)

A messenger nervously walked up to the large imposing metal door. with a shaky hand he quickly knocked a few times and took a step back as he tried to gather himself.

"What is it!?" A voice promptly replied, irritation already evident in his tone.

"I-its Grom, sir. He h-has fallen to the traiter Dremmick.... And the girl. She is starting to stir."

Uncaring to the fate of Grom the man inside the door merely shook his head as he stood from his bed.... More irritated that he was woke from his mid day nap than the death of his comrade. However,...this other matter..."What do you mean she is stirring?" he exclaimed as he made his way to the door. He slid open a small panel for his eyes to see though, "The curse always holds until the final judgement has passed."

"Understood, sir, b-but once in a while, she still moves! The Grand Judge is baffled and requested to see you at his court at dawn." the messenger explaind starting to calm down a bit.

"Message recieved, send word to the other executioners, Draz and Sphyl, to meet me here afterwords, I fear there is some cleaning up to do for Grom."

"Understood, sir"
still here, and from what i hear the guild is working better than ever
I COULD just make one of the executioners secretly a black fire dragonslayer ... thus ruling out Crystal's necessity O>O
Happy birthday Books! Also, sorry I was a bit late posting, i got really sick after Christmas (what you get for working at a pharmacy) and have been dead to the world for about two days.
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