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Okay, edited Taokafka again because I forgot an important plot-thingy about my character, and forgot his Astral Heat finisher.
I've edited Taokafka. If you need more power, I can get rid of the Seithr restrictions, if you need less, I can get rid of the sixth sense.
Kalamadea said
True. I can accept him as is if you like, but if you want to add more you can.Kafka, I'll say the same, but you actually do have a bit of an underpowered character. Consider that I have Dark Samus at more than full power here, if you know just how powerful Dark Samus is in Metroid Prime 3.


I'll get right on fixing him up. I'm sure I can boost him up somehow.
And CS posted.

Well, actually, I know where to get the Password. One of the persons who posted their previous CS in the Interest thread had the password their. For plot reasons though, I would assume the password would be different, since Termite hasn't created the thread this time.
When referring to where you need to go to grab the password, you use the term "Main Board" and I have no idea what you mean by that. Do you mean the Causal Roleplay section of the site?
Yeah, I'm down with this too.
I've actually added a reason to why Brace is in Daten City. Told you I was working on it.
Spriggs27 said
" Not all serial killers like to take pain as much as they give it, I'm not one of those freaks that like to take it. I like to give it." She twisted her leg left and right trying to relive the pain as much as she could but she just kept feeling a stabbing feeling. When Yosuke began talking about where they might be she had an idea of where." We aren't in hell, we're in some place that was related to that stupid charm that Mayu have us do. If I could get the chance to go back in time I'd bash her head in like I should've done.". Naomi said speaking of murdering her classmate.When Yosuke asked why she should have her corpse be defiled she answered him calmly," Because I've killed many girls and other people who's trust I've betrayed, If I die, then I don't deserve to have respect among the dead, and I didn't mean that, " .As soon as it was 5 minutes Naomi rose from the ground and stood on her own two feet with her leg feeling sore," Everything I've done, was on purpose, I don't count what I have done as a mistake nor do I think my actions are right, I've killed girls that were like me before I became me. Girls that were naive and believed what people told them, girls that thought they could just push their problems on a man they could count as prince charming. " " When my family's car crashed, I crawled out of the burning metal wreck with a different view of the world, a view that anyone and everyone could die at any moment. The first person I've killed was a nurse at the hospital I was being treated at, I strangled him with my I.V and looked into his eyes while he died, and what I saw in his eyes were the same thing I've witnessed in my other victim's eyes they all said " Why me ?" They said it as if they didn't know they would die sooner or later. The worst was a man that told me to kill his wife and let him go Selfish bastard," Naomi told him before she started walking with an odd gait down the hallway slowly ahead of Yosuke.


Yosuke dashed up to Naomi as she limped down the hall with her busted leg. Although her response to Yosuke's We can do this! rant was incredibly depressing, hidden in there was a good theory on why they were where they were. Everyone had fallen in right after they had done the Sachiko Ever After ritual, maybe someone had done it wrong? He had lost his slip of paper... Was this his fault? Yosuke shook the thought out of his mind as he responded to Naomi. "I'm not asking you to push your problems on me, Naomi, and I sure as hell ain't a Prince Charming. I just want us to help each other through this. And i can't do that without you." Yosuke said, looking at Naomi. "I'm... I'm sorry about you family." Yosuke said, attempting to make up for being a douche at pretty much all opportunities before this. He had honestly meant it, and as much as he wanted to put his hand on Naomi's shoulder again, he knew it would probably end bad for him.
Brace unzipped his jacket and lazily tossed it on the tattered couch before entering his bedroom. Many pieces of spare clothing, mostly his own, littered the floor instead of being properly in the small basket he had designated "Dirty Clothes." He grabbed a wearable looking long-sleeve button up, and sniffed it before deciding it smelled good enough to be masked by the scent of his cologne. He glanced at his arms. Should he unwrap the gauze? Would the bright yellow bands be too gaudy to wear? His answer to both of these questions was a resounding "Meh" but the gauze was getting kinda itchy, so he decided to unwrap his arms after putting on some cologne.

He placed the bracelets under his shirt and left the house. Normally, he didn't really go to big clubs and stuff, he frequented the smaller bars. Tonight though, he had decided to treat himself nicely, and besides, the apartment building was walking distance from Mystique, a club with an amazingly original name, obviously. They also had this stupid drink called Dragon Baby Shot, which was probably full of marketed cr#p. Like, c'mon, everyone knows dragons don't exist.

At the entrance to the club, he flashed his ID at the bouncer, and entered, deftly dodging through the mass of dancing bodies and getting himself to the other side of the club quite fast. The music was... Odd, and the lyrics were difficult to understand because of the mix of an accent on the main singer, and the amount of people conversing. But, whatever, he wasn't here to hear some great tunes, he was here to enjoy himself. He sat down at the bar, got the tender's attention and asked him for a White Russian. The bartender had to be shown Brace's ID, again, before placing the drink down in front of him. Brace pulled out his slightly worn wallet, and placed enough bills on the counter to cover the drink, and a small tip. He wasn't exactly a charity, but he liked to give.

Brace lamented his inability to not look like a moron dancing before scanning who was up at the bar. Nobody that interesting, except some hot demon gal who seemed to be scanning the rainbow colored candy land of the dance floor. He looked over at it to see lotsa couples, and people already up and outing, probably for the expected reasons. Apparently, most people liked the song even though it seemed like it was pretty much impossible not to tune out absolutely everything but the song to fully appreciate it. Brace took a swig of his drink before approaching the previously mentioned demon babe. "Hey." He said, sitting next to her.
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