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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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"Is that so?" Drake said, "Then I wouldn't use it," he told him after a pause.

"Gaining power that may equate to not just your own, but more importantly those around you, losing their lives, then It isn't worth the danger."
"Hmm?," Drake caught a glimpse of something on Eli. "Uh, hey Eli? Is that key supposed to be glowing like that?"
With his face hidden, you sometimes couldn't tell if Jared was serious, after he was finished with his rifle, he started to inspect random gadgets in his bag. "Flies as they MAY be, I hope all of you came prepared for fight. Nobody ever died on the battlefield for overestimating their opponent. But to underestimate them, could be the last mistake you make... in theory." He said while tightening a screw.
Sweet! I have an engineer character!
"Yeah, I didn't go back to sleep, to much commotion to. I kept watch up top.
Jared sat down in the chair next to the door of the train car. He pulled out his favorite rifle and began to check it over, cleaning the faintest spec of dust and repairing the tiniest scratches.
"Welcome back, hope y'all slept as well as y'all could." Drake said.
Jared dug through his bag to make sure he had everything. Cal-traps? Check. Mines? Check. Wire? Check... (twenty minutes later) and CHECK! All accounted for! He made his way from his room and saw the bar had been blown to bits again..."Uhg," Jared sighed as he set his bag down and held his arms up in front of him. He consintrated on how the bar used to look, and then threw his arms forward. All the loose and broken wood surged back into place. When he clenched his hands, everything sealed back together as if it had never been destroyed. Content with his work, he re-shouldered his travel bag and continued down the hall...until he heard a crinkling sound and looked down. "WHAT THE H***! COME ON!" He swiped his hand across the ground and the pieces went back into place. Of all the buildings he built, why does he just HAVE to break this one!? There were three, THREE, untouched buildings that looked exactly the same as this one that he made, but CHARLIE wants to blow THIS ONE up because we ACTUALLY USE IT!

He slammed the front door open and cracked the wood frame, which made him twitch a little. He turned and fixed it in a second and walked forward. He boarded the train without talking to anyone, especially Charlie.
hah, if he blew up the buildnigs Jared made for charlie, it'd be one thing. but now he has to play clean up duty around the guild, reason why the glass and bar are always fixed, haha.
mwahaha

Name: Jared Greger

Age: 24

Appearance:


Personality: Sly and calculating. A little vain in his abilities. Like to make wise crack when he can.

Guild mark: Wendingo Wail : dark orange, on the front of his jacket.

Likes: inventing and building things.

dislikes: Charlie blowing them up.

Magic: building magic: he can build structures or gadgets by pulling things together around him. Artificial life: can give creations artificial life that let them obey his mental commands.

Companion: A giant, steel, heavily armored golem that stands at 12 feet tall and wields a large steel paddle that it drags around behind himself when not in use. It had a large leather duffle bag that hangs behind hit to carry things. He also has handle bars around his neck for Jared to hang onto.

other: Jared has a bag of specialized equipment that he takes with him into a fight and can make stuff on the fly. he carries a gun and a knife, like in the picture, and a machete for weapons.
Drake hopped from the roof onto the ground below. He saw Eli walking up to the guild, "Morinin'," he greeted him, but saw that he was deep in thought. Instead he stepped to the side and opened the door for him and walked in behind him.
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Ander was Already at the wreckage of the Blue Pegasus guild. On this mission, he didn't wear a shirt, but was back in his regular khaki colored denim cargoes. He did, however, have a bandanna tied around his left bicep to cover his Jailer symbol. He had a well toned body and a slight build, though his back was branded with the Wendingo Wail symbol that covered his whole back. He still had his weapons, the silvery crest that is implanted in his chest, his gauntlets, and his muffler and hood. He currently had his muffler and hood covering his face while he found a ruined arch to sit on top of and lean back against. He assumed the position that he normally took, hand resting behind his head, one knee up with the ankle of his other leg resting on his knee.

He made it there before anyone else from Wendingo, that way when they got there he could identify himself.
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