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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.

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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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"Wait! Don't just run off, you have no idea what's going on!" Ander called after her to no use. She just kept on running. "Dammit, lets go, make sure she doesn't get herself killed." he said as he took off after her. Terra nodded and looked to the others that were still there, "We're right behind you!"
Drake Morrison




Drake sighed as he recounted his time here at the school. While this was the first timestudents had been here, Drake had more time at this place than any of the students. "I've been here for three years now. When I had first turned, I was brought here early, as the people who found me knew that this place was going to be a school." Before they could talk any more the alarm went off fro them to move to the lock down rooms for the night. "I guess thats us," he stood up, taking his trey to a trashcan, "See ya later."

Drake made his way to his chamber and when the door closed he took a deep breath. When Drake was in here, instead of like the other werewolves who would just let themselves go, Drake usually tried to fight his transformation here as well. Over the three years, all he could seem to notice was it take slightly longer to transform. Maybe one day, he hopes that he will be able to restrain himself from ever changing against his will again, though it seemed like a nearly impossible task to him now, he knew that if he never tried he would never succeed. It was about an hour or so into the confinement when people began to change, and he could feel the urge to as well, but he was able to hold out a few more minutes before it hit him like a ton of bricks. The pain was just like that of when he changed earlier, except this time more aggressive. He rolled in pain as he struggled to fight it, knowing it was a losing battle but refusing to back down with out a fight. Fangs and claws were growing out as he pounded on the walls of his cell. He was so wrapped up in fight his transformation that he didn't notice the doors unlock and open as his mind slipped away into chaos. Werewolves started pouring out of their cages, fighting obviously ensued right at the start. a couple wandered into Drakes cell, but after a couple seconds came flying back out, slamming into the wall and running off to find weaker prey. Drake then emerged from his cell, hair raised and ready to fight, looking for a fight.

Drake let own his low iconic howl, one that belonged to a massive werewolf that was unlike many of the other transformed students in the lockdown chambers, catching the attention of every werewolf that was locked in this wing. The many that ran up to challenge him were effortlessly knocked around by his sheer power, their only saving grace from his rage being that there were others rushing in to take their place. It was a fight to see who was on top for this wing, and Drake was making sure he would be on top.




Lynn noticed a bit of an uproar and looked over to see Cerese headed their way, "Cerese! Hey! What brings you down here?" She then sees the bracelet in her hand as she held it out. Her eyes went wide and ears went down as she recognized it. She looked nervous as she took the bracelet and responded, "Oh no! He didn't steal it from me! He uh," she cut off glancing over to Bonnie then back to Cerese, "lost it and then I found it and returned it to him. That was a piece of jewelry that man was trying to sell. Maybe if we get it back to him in time we can-,"

"AY, YOU OVER THERE! STOP WHERE YOU ARE!," A gaurd yelling, cutting off Lynn as he and another guards tried to make their way through the crowd to them.

"Oh no, what do we do? We can't hurt them..." She thought for a moment and then the thought stuck her. She produced a bit of water from her jar and drank it so that her vocal chords and mouth were prepped, and started to sing a simple song, this time weaving a bit of magic into her song to help calm the guards. This seemed to work fairly well as the at first irritated and angry guards instead walked up, weapons sheathed and helmets in hand, all smiles.

"Ahem, uh, sorry to bother you ladies, but a man reported that this lady with you here assaulted him and stole jewelry from him," the guard started. Lynn, playing the part very well giggled a little from behind her large sleeve, her eyes just above it as some fancier women would over a fan, "Unfortunately, he's a little right. I had just returned it a short while ago and Cerese here registered that as him stealing it from me, and went to go get it back. It was an accident, I promise." She went to hand the bracelet back to the guard. "Could you hand this back to him for me, I'd be too embarrassed to give this back to him a second time."

"No problem, Just keep you 'friend' here in check alright. We've got a lot of real thieving to keep an eye out for. Have a nice day." They both turned to walk away, putting their helmets back on, one fussing a little and the other punched him in the arm as he started laughing. "Well that went a lot better than planned," she sighed heavily, letting go of a little tension levitating a bit lower on her staff.
@manapool1 knock yourself out, don't mind more people! I was hoping for more replies before I went on, even if they are short ones, of people following Ris to go help Dremmick.

I guess I really do need to post for this to move it along. I planned for this to be a longer ordeal, but its going so slow I've been trying to shorten it considerably, and still not many people posting.



(ooc: discord collab between Lynn and Bonnie where Bonnie starts out and each space swaps writers. It was a lot to copy so I didn't go through and check too much for punctuation and typos, and I didn't color code Lynn's speech, but if you see anything major let us know. Enjoy.)

The ankle bracelet might have been gone, but that didn't necessarily mean Lynn didn't still have the chance to get it. Unbeknownst to her, the new owner of the jewelry had his eyes squarely on her. He knew she had her eyes on it. She knew that she was willing to pay for it. And he knew she had the money for it. So why not take the chance? If nothing else, he could always fence it to one of the dozens of outlaw organizations that so infested this city. Lynn felt something tugging at her sleeve.

Lynn notices something tugging at her sleeve that pulls her attention away from the fireworks "hm?'" she turned and saw what she believed to be a young boy below her. "Oh, hello there!" she said as she floated back down to talk to the kid, still seated on her staff.

The "kid" kept his head down, face obscured by the peak of his cap. Wordlessly, he produced the ankle-bracelet from his coat and held it out

"Oh, I couldn't possibly... wait. Isn't that the one from that man's stall" she said as her eyes widened a bit "look, i appreciate the offer, but i cant buy that from you.... unless..." she thought for a moment. The kid was obviously just trying to get by, she felt like she had to do something. "how about this. We take it back to the shopkeeper, and ill buy it from him, and afterwards i'll get some food for you and give you some of what I made from singing today. It's not much but it should help you more than me!"

"No." He said laconically. "You buy it now, or it goes away"

"Twenty coins." Again, very laconic. Almost like he doesn't want her to hear his voice too much. Then again, it makes sense. He is a thief after all, and it wouldn't do much good for a thief to be recognisable

"Alright, on one condition. I take you somewhere to get some food before you go" she said as she looked in her pouch for coins. She had about forty in total, meaning tbay she wouldn't be able to but it from him

He hesitated for a second. Lynn could practically see the cogs turning in his head. On one hand, he could afford to let her see his face, lest she report him to the authorities. On the other hand, he needed to eat. Without something in his belly soon, he'd surely starve. "...fine"

Lynn's ears perked back up with a smile, "Ok, I'll be right back." she went back and returned the bracelet to the owner, explaining that she found it on the ground but no longer was able to buy it from him again. When she came back she was glad to see bonnie hadn't run off yet. "alright, how about over there at that stand? It looks tasty! Unless you had another place in mind."

Of course he stuck around. Lynn had offered him food, and from the looks of him, he damn well needed it. He was all skin and bone! Those ragged strips of cloth that only the most bitterly sarcastic individual could call clothes gave him no production from the elements whatsoever, and his skinny frame was shivering in the cool night wind. His tail, a neon turquoise colour, flitted from side to side, the only part of him that actually looked healthy. He nodded softly, unwilling to speak

"Ok, food stand it is" she brought him to the stand and ordered something forbthe both of them, leaving her with only 10 coins for travel. While they waited for the food to cook, she turned to bonnie. "So, how old are you?"

He looked away from her. Shyness? The uncomfortable shuffling of his feet said yes. "Nineteen..." He barely whispered

A look of shock came over her face when she heard his age, "W-wow, nineteen! That's only a year younger than me, and you look so young!" She leaned back on her staff as she thought about the idea of it, " You know, that must mean you will age pretty well!" The food came out and Lynn took them, handing one to Bonnie, "Here you go. A meal as promised, hope you enjoy! By the way, my name is Lynn, what's yours?"

For the first time he looked at her. And oh god, did Lynn wish he hadn't. For starters, he was emaciated. Hollow cheeks, tired eyes, and a grave expression all marred his features horrendously. What made it worse was, it was plain to see he'd actually be very cute without that. Kinda pretty, actually. Second, he was glaring like she'd just insulted his mother. For the food? Wow, sort of rude..."Too many questions"

"O-..oh...sorry," she replied, smile fading, moving stuff around on her own plate. "I didn't mean to pry..."

The little Oro turned back to his meal and pounced on the ate. He ate like an animal, using his hands to pull off chunks of food and devour them. He could do with some better table manners... And maybe a bath

Lynn wasn't sure where to go on. She had so many questions, but maybe that was the problem. Only thing she has done since she has left Tearia is ask everybody questions. Though it was only because everything was so new to her. She looked down at her plate, there were even things there that she didn't recognize which she poked experimentally at with her utensil. Maybe she should talk about herself to ease him up a bit? "This the first time I've left Tearia," she started, "I plan on traveling and seeing the world. Everything seems so strange out here, its amazing."

"Bad place to come." The boy grunted in response. His mouth was full of food.

"Well I can't say that I didn't want to see the festival, but it was kind of a forced visit. I was sent with the Queen as part of the medical back up for her escort. While they are having their banquet though, we are able to roam around and see the city. I wished I could have looked around the nature some more though."

He stopped. He looked up at you. His face turned white with anger. "Fuck the Queen." He whispered, and his tone had a dangerous hint to it

Her eyes went wide at the reaction and her finned ears flared out at his sudden angry yet quiet outburst, "Well that is quite uncalled for, not to mention ruuude! Besides, she is the reason I was able to make it to the festival in the first place." She looked back at her plate at another unfamiliar item, ". . . . . Do you know what this is?" She asked quietly.

But Bonnie wasn't listening. He rambled on. "Hoity Toity bitch steals our money and for what? So she can send our fucking men on big wars so they all die off. No money left for stopping bandits. No, when some foreigner wants to take over, it's all fucking hands on deck, but when some bastard starts taking slaves and selling whores and rolling in it, then they become a fucking noble. And they get land for it. More people for them to enslave. Is that fair, miss? That some dolled-up tart gets to tell us what we should do, drill us, diet us, treat us like cattle, just cause she came out the right royal cunt!?"

"Well....if that's the case then no, they aren't doing their duties I'd say. It isn't quite like that at home though. Sea dragons and technology are used for most work. Crime is fairly low, and not many people would try invading the sea. Our queen is selected by a trial, not blood, though I can say we don't see our Queen much as she keeps mostly to herself." She was beat red with Bonnie's choice in vocabulary, "I....I'm sorry I brought it up."

"Well, no one ever asked me who should be king..." Bonnie huffed. And like that, he had gone back into his quiet state, silently eating away

"I don't want to go back though..." she said in a low tone. "I thought of running away before the queen took us back so I could stay, but that would mean I would have to leave the infirmary behind. I'm not sure I can just do that. Not on my own."

Bonnie's pointed ears twitched a little "You're a doctor?"

Lynn nodded slowly as she lifted her hand, a strand of water flowing out of her jar forming into a small bubble that started glowing with a faint teal hue. "Mhm, I work with my mother at our infirmary, I was asked to accompany the the escort because I could breath and walk outside of water."

"That's good. Too many selfish bastards these days. Nice to see someone who cares for once." He spoke in short, quick sentences, but his tone had definetly changed somewhat. He sounded just that littlest bit warmer

"Well... I suppose I'm a little selfish. I could have stayed home and kept working but instead I've been out here, entertaining thoughts of leaving only to satisfy my own curiousity. I wish I could make a copy of myself to do both." This was obviously something she had tossed around in her mind more than once, unsure which path was the right one to take.

"It's not a bad thing to think about yourself sometimes" Bonnie murmured, having cleaned his plate out "You're important as well. You're not made of clockwork"

Lynn smiled a bit as she turned back to her food, feeling a bit better now that the conversation wasn't so hostile. "I know, but I feel like I would be letting someone down. If I had a reason to leave that would be one thing, but right now it's just my own craving to explore." She still didn't know what half the things on her plate were, and honestly wasn't as much hungry as she just wanted to make sure he ate something. Now that she saw his condition, she lost her appetite wanting to be certain he had a good meal first. "Here," she started, "You can have the rest of mine as well. I would say save it for later, but I'm not sure how well it will keep."

Hey, he wasn't gonna object to the extra food. As before, he pounced on it, devouring huge chunks Lynn wouldn't have believed someone so small would be able to stomach. Through a mouthful of food, he said "You'd let more people down if you collapsed of fuckin' exhaustion, wouldn't ye?"

"It's happened before actually. I had a person who was badly injured by a sea dragon, had a poison that had set into their body as well. It took me four days of nonstop healing. I had to use enchantments on myself just to stay up. I fell out for a week afterwards but the man survived. We were short staffed at the time so we couldn't swap out."

The boy scoffed, as though you'd proven his point "Well, there ye go then"

Lynn laughed a little at the thought, looking back at it. She was almost always tired when she was back home. "Oh, but where should I go first? I hear there are grand sights to visit all over." she thought for a minute while Bonnie was eating "Do....do you have anywhere to go besides here?"

"Lady, I'd maul a cunt to get out o' this shithole" Bonnie grunted "If you got a suggestion, I'll fucking take it"

"I don't know. If you want to leave here maybe we can bring you back with us. We could always use another hand at the infirmary."

Bonnie looked at her like she had grown another head "Ye mean travel back wi yon Queenie bitch?"

"Makes traveling easier"

"No. Nae force above or below can convince me to sit five minutes wi' a royal"

"Don't be silly, we don't sit with her, the escort is rather large. I rode with them on my staff on the way here so I could see the sights."

Bonnie snapped "I'm no going wi yer Queen Cunt, Alright!?" If Lynn looked closely, she would see... his horns and tail had turned red

Lynn went on, this time overlooking his petty anger,"But we would have to find you some equipment if you were to live there. Even with the right protective clothing, it would probably be too bothersome trying to live underwater. Even with a dry room under there, you probably wouldn't be very comfortable." she stopped for a moment realizing his mood changed again, seeing the red color in his tail and horns. Her eye went wide and she perked up, but not in fright, more like fascination. "Oh wow! You changed colors! That is so cool!"

His eyes widened as he looked back at his tail. Internally, he cursed and took a deep breath. Come on, fella, calm down. You're not in any danger here. Not yet anyway. Just calm down. Calm. Down. He let out a sigh of relief as the neon red slowly faded into yellow, then back to green. It never went back to its icy blue, though "Ye shouldnae ha' seen thon..."

Her head tilted slightly, "Oh...Well...its quite amazing either way."



Allard towered over the other delivery men, who were either moving wine barrels in pairs or with cattle. Allard on the other hand, had a barrel in each arm and one on his back. He picked up a job for the day to help deliver wine to the royal banquet, and with how many barrels they were bringing in, they must have been a thirsty lot. The one on his back he was told was a special one and must be treated with care, which is why he strapped it on in the first place. He noticed that it was particularly light, and that it didn't seem to contain wine, but he shrugged it off with somewhat of a knowing grin. He placed his two barrels on the racks in the wine cellar and went to unstrap the other on his back, carfully making sure not to rock it around too much. He walked over and set it off to the side.

It had been around a week since he had escaped from the Fotian arenas, his heart still heavy. Since he had recovered, he had been milling about wondering what he wanted to do next. Everything he had worked for in life was now gone. Cruel fate had given him back his daughter and had taken it away just as quickly. His mind drifted as he gripped the blade at his side. He shook his head, thinking that maybe he just needed a drink. He wiped his face with a sigh, all drinks had seemed bitter recently, even when he 'sampled' some of the fine wine. He went back to the cart to retrieve more wine when he overheard some of the regular deliverymen talking.

"Did you hear? The king is putting together a force with warriors from around the five countries!"
"Really? Seems odd, whatever would we need something like that around here for?"
"I dunno, maybe its a political move to bring everyone together."
"Doubt it'll last long. These alliances never seem to last more than one conflict. Wonder what has them so worried."
"Don't get me lying, but hear this. I heard that if you can prove your mettle, you'll be right as rain."
"In what way?"
"WHY IN BLOODY MONEY, OF COARSE! Why else would ya risk life an limb!? Aye, I believe a man could be rightly set doin' it."
"Maybe I should give it a go then, eh?"
"Horseshit, with your two left feet? You would die tripping down the stairway of the castle on your way out the door."
"Aw, shut it and help me get this unloaded."

An Alliance Force? That could be promising. He lifted another two barrels with ease as he walked by the two men who were still struggling to get one from the cart. After setting them down he noticed them headed his way. It was the last barrel so he picked it up from them and rested it on his shoulder. "So, this alliance business. Where would ya go ta sign up fur somethin' like that?" The two men exchanged glances as the older one spoke up. "Well, you might here the king say something about it soon, but I'll tell you now, keep on working like you are, and I'll offer you Hobb's job," the man said with a chuckle. "Ey! Don't even joke, I've got me and mine to take of too, you know." they both laughed as they went back around to the front of the wagon. Allard set the last barrel in the racks and walked over to meet them to collect his pay. 'Maybe if I join this 'alliance' I can find those damned Therosi,' he thought, 'and send each one ta meet their maker.'




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its nice to have money in your pocket, but i am definitely taking advantage of being off this summer from summer classes. I still have work here and there but its only part time
Im off today, so cheers!
yaaaaaay, double dose of the big bad wolf!
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