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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.
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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.
Username: Jollan | Character Name: Garsin Folkvar | Character Age: 16 | Character Gender: male | Character Grade: 9 (started school late)
Appearance: Garsin has a large, strong, stocky build and stands at about 5'8". He has tanned skin and short, sandy hair cut high and tight. He has a masculine face with a strong square jaw and a set brow. His eyes are hazel with green in the center that fades to brown on the edge or the iris. He wears button up shirts with the top four buttons undone, the sleeves rolled to just below his elbow, and a white tank top underneath. He normally wears cargo khaki pants with a wallet chain and dark brown work boots. On his right wrist he has a stainless steel bracelet that matches the one around his neck, and a ring on his right ring finger and thumb. As for his left arm he wears a black durable watch that can tell him the time through beeps when he presses a button on it. He normally walks with a foldable cane with yellow and red tape around it so that people can see it as he walks around. There is a pouch on his belt to put the cane while he isn't using it.
Personality: Though he can look intimidating, he normally keeps to himself. He is somewhat shy but polite, though he is very self conscious about his cane accidentally hitting or tripping people to the point where he tries to walk without using it so much,... and then running into people. His large size and stature don't really do much to help him either, but that is halfway his own fault for working out so much. He has a silent anger that will build and flare up on occasion, but has the maturity not to act recklessly most of the time.
Biography: Garsin was born blind which made it difficult for him in school. when he was little, he was even held back from starting kindergarten because his parents were unsure if he was ready. After a while he was able to read braille, and with the help of tutors, get through his first couple of years at school. The jewelry he wears are hand-me-downs from his grandfather before he passed away. His family never had a lot of money to send Garsin to a private school or to pay tutors at later grades as he grew up. Though when Garsin had started getting into fights at school from people picking at his condition and poverty, his parents decided to home-school him. After a while, and due to a greater amount of focus outside of the public schools, Garsin was doing well in his studies. A friend of the family suggested Kadic Junior High to them and while the parents were unsure due to costs, Garsin was able to get in due to his grades and passing a test to see if he qualified outside of home-schooling. He was able to get a hold of some nice looking clothes at a thrift store so that he could at least look like he didn't come from a lower income household. However, old wounds didn't seem to heal to well, and he mostly tries to stay out of people's way.
Other: Garsin usually likes to spend his time in the gym, doing weight training and excising. His most prize possession is a cello which he likes to play and he keeps it in his dorm room.
This "number 9" foul up everyone is talking about.... I feel it is a malicious attack on the well being of my character's life and I shall deal with it accordingly.
The two strange people began to casually walk into the city. "And what of M.A.O.2? Will it show up here?" Sphyl asked casually.
"I doubt that.It should be meeting with Kreed soon. I believe it has located it's other half," the gentleman replied exasperated, as if he has run through this before.
"Good," Sphyl snapped. "I never liked the one creature. It always seemed so... feral. Next time they do a project like this they should first test it out on a rat or something."
"That is quite enough," the elderly man responded quickly, "I believe we are getting closer to the square now. we should take positions and see what we may be dealing with."
Username: Jollan | Character Name: Garsin Folkvar | Character Age: 16 | Character Gender: male | Character Grade: 9 (started school late)
Appearance: Garsin has a large, strong, stocky build and stands at about 5'8". He has tanned skin and short, sandy hair cut high and tight. He has a masculine face with a strong square jaw and a set brow. His eyes are hazel with green in the center that fades to brown on the edge or the iris. He wears button up shirts with the top four buttons undone, the sleeves rolled to just below his elbow, and a white tank top underneath. He normally wears cargo khaki pants with a wallet chain and dark brown work boots. On his right wrist he has a stainless steel bracelet that matches the one around his neck, and a ring on his right ring finger and thumb. As for his left arm he wears a black durable watch that can tell him the time through beeps when he presses a button on it. He normally walks with a foldable cane with yellow and red tape around it so that people can see it as he walks around. There is a pouch on his belt to put the cane while he isn't using it.
Personality: Though he can look intimidating, he normally keeps to himself. He is somewhat shy but polite, though he is very self conscious about his cane accidentally hitting or tripping people to the point where he tries to walk without using it so much,... and then running into people. His large size and stature don't really do much to help him either, but that is halfway his own fault for working out so much. He has a silent anger that will build and flare up on occasion, but has the maturity not to act recklessly most of the time.
Biography: Garsin was born blind which made it difficult for him in school. when he was little, he was even held back from starting kindergarten because his parents were unsure if he was ready. After a while he was able to read braille, and with the help of tutors, get through his first couple of years at school. The jewelry he wears are hand-me-downs from his grandfather before he passed away. His family never had a lot of money to send Garsin to a private school or to pay tutors at later grades as he grew up. Though when Garsin had started getting into fights at school from people picking at his condition and poverty, his parents decided to home-school him. After a while, and due to a greater amount of focus outside of the public schools, Garsin was doing well in his studies. A friend of the family suggested Kadic Junior High to them and while the parents were unsure due to costs, Garsin was able to get in due to his grades and passing a test to see if he qualified outside of home-schooling. He was able to get a hold of some nice looking clothes at a thrift store so that he could at least look like he didn't come from a lower income household. However, old wounds didn't seem to heal to well, and he mostly tries to stay out of people's way.
Other: Garsin usually likes to spend his time in the gym, doing weight training and excising. His most prize possession is a cello which he likes to play and he keeps it in his dorm room.
This "number 9" foul up everyone is talking about.... I feel it is a malicious attack on the well being of my character's life and I shall deal with it accordingly.
funny thing is, before i caught up on ooc posts..... i was going to make a muscly guy who was completely blind, but found Lyoko to be amazing because he would be able to see in that world. Not sure how many of you read Brotherband, but I was gonna base his character on Ingvar, lol. Ingvar is practically a giant in the book even though he is young (and i believe they are around 15-16) he is incredibly strong but is a bit simple compared to others and he has terrible vision that keeps him from seeing anything but a blur, and that keeps him from doing a lot of things. I think that was the writer's way of leveling him out with the other characters. (If you didn't notice I highly recommend The Ranger's Apprentice and Brotherband Chronicles, lol)
Mind if I take the blind slot?
though i may make him blind in the Lyoko world as well since it would still give him that challenge
Apperance: A little tall for his age and has large bone structure. He has toned muscles that are well on the way to forming into an impressively built adult. His jaw is squared with a hint of fuzz starting to come in on his upper lip. His hair is light brown and kept in a crew cut. He has Hazel eyes (green in center to brown on edge). He wears plain boots and brown pants, and has a plain black tunic. He has a few scars on his arms from his work.
Wants to be: a Blacksmith
Teacher/Father: Gurick Folkvar
Person he cares about: His sister Fiina. She is seven years younger than him and ill. Aiden tries to keep her entertained while he can. Even though she is bedridden, he can every now and again take her around town to see how things are outside the house.
equipment:
1.he has a belt with a pouch that he keeps two small books in. one is a journal where he writes down exaggerated things that happened to him for his sister. The other has a collection of pressed flowers that he thought she would like. 2. A "survival kit" crafted and gifted to you by your father. It is formed of a leather sheet, 3 ft long 1 ft high. Into the leather are sewn pockets which contain a variety of useful items--a 3 ft length of very fine wire, a 6 ft length of sinew twine, 5 finely barbed metal fish hooks, 5 small fine barbed steel arrowheads, 2 large steel arrowheads, a "pocket knife"--steel blade 2 in long folds into an antler handle, a flint/steel set, 3 pieces of fine parchment the size of the palm of a hand, a grease pencil, a stick of charcoal, rolls up like a bedroll. 3. A detailed horse figurine (keepsake). 4. A carving of a tiger eye (keepsake). 5. basic outdoor cooking set. 6. shoulder & head cloak
brief history:
Aiden had a mother (Helena), a father (Gurick), and one little sister (Finna). His father was a blacksmith by trade, and his mother stayed at home to take care of his sister. Growing up, his father has been teaching him how to smith anything from nails and axles, to swords and shields. Whenever his father went out to hunt, Aiden followed, taking in everything he could. He had shown Aiden some things with a sword, but it was too big for Aiden at the time, so Gurick decided he would just show him how to use a dagger until he was old enough to use a sword. Ever since he could remember, Aiden has been keeping a journal and flower log for Fiina. It was what he did on the few times he was able to relax and not work. He started when she was born and has made a couple volumes by now for her. They lived this happy way until he was fifteen years old.
One night, the small village they lived in was attacked by some small group of bandits looking to make some quick money. The bandits worked quickly, going from house to house, burning and pillaging as they went. Aiden's family was one of the first houses hit. The thatch roof caught flame as a torch was thrown on top of it and the door sealed shut. It seemed that bandit's were trying to avoid as much fighting as possible by burning them down with it. Gurick quickly grabbed an wood cutting ax took it to the door. When he broke through, he gave the two bandits that were blocking the door in a big surprise, though before they could react, they were dead. The roof collapsed as Gurick came back inside to get everyone out. Finna was found hiding under a low table and Aiden was calling out to his father. The mother was knocked out cold and had an injured leg from the support beams falling down on her. Gurick moved the massive timber off of her and hefted it to the side. He picked up Helena as slung her over his shoulder. In his other massive arm he cradled Finna, passed out from the smoke, and turned to Aiden. "follow me and don't leave my side," he commanded. Aiden nodded his head and stuck to him like a shadow.
They bolted from the house trying to get away to a haven not far off in the woods where they could hide and take shelter. It was often a place Aiden and Gurick used while hunting. Unfortunately, the bandits heard the roof crash and looked toward the house and saw their two dead comrades at the door. The bandits' archers started taking shots at the family that ran out. only a few of them went after them. After all, they still had a whole town to work on.
The arrows landing around Aiden and his family gave them an even greater sense of urgency. They picked up the pace, and they were out running the few bandits who were following, but they never looked back. They got to the safe haven, but it seemed only three arrived. When they stopped to rest Gurick laid his wife down to find that an arrow had hit her while she was unconscious and she has died.
Aiden, his father, and his sister made it to Harrowdale a few weeks later. Gurick seemed to be cut off from the world. He got a job as a blacksmith in town, but he didn't talk much except to his children. Finna still didn't grasp the concept of death, but knew she wasn't here anymore. Her health seemed to get slightly worse now that Helena was gone. Now with his mother gone. Aiden took up the chores and taking care of Finna on top of his duties with his father. They didn't hunt anymore because they decided it would be better if they just bought their produce from the market.
class skills: hunting, using a dagger as a weapon
life skills: reading, writing, smithing, hunting/gathering, fishing, basic arithmetic (money-wise at least), using a dagger as a tool
Regional Skills: troll lore--appearances, types, calls, habits, signs, methods of disposal of a variety of trolls. These are taught to all residents of Twiddledale as trolls are a common problem in that area.
Abilities:
1.) battle cry--doesn't mater what you holler but when you charge into a fight it gives your allies a burst of strength or speed that helps them either escape or get a second wind to continue fight or flight or break free frm a hold, etc. You can only do this right when you first join a fight. 2.) tracking/trailing--you trailed the bandit for some time and doubtless grew even more familiar with how to track a human through the woods, what is out of place and what is normal, etc. You may not always know WHAT you are tracking but you are now much more adept at trailing it whatever it is.
- Dremmick weakly took the bag with his left arm. he pulled up a small leather roll and opened it, then turned over a flap to open it. there was a large assortment of miniature syringes of all sorts of colors and different colored bands around them, describing to Dremmick what they were. he pulled out a small yellow one with a red band painted on it. He took it and injected it into his other arm and then sat for a second.
"It will take some time... But I should be fine if I rest here for a moment." He was able to say to Morgan. "How is Lady Ris?"
- The crimson cloaks woman neared the edge of Magnolia, followed by an old gentlemanly looking fellow in a suit with tails and a top hat and a decent sized canvas roll on his back.
"Is this the place, Drax?" the crimson woman asked.
"Indeed, I believe it is, madam Sphyl. Should our intelligence be correct, we are to rendezvous with our fallen comrade and traitor in the square. It is to be expected that the locals are very.... uhm, how should I say....hostile? So we should keep an eye open," the man said as he polished and placed a monocle and blinked a few times through it. "If we can pick the two up quickly we should be right as rain."
that and the one in my sig could always use some more. its slow moving but usually contains very large posts.
holy crap I remember Code Lyoko! that takes me back a bit lol! that was a good show!
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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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