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Jack Castle, Thief of Time

^{AKA lionheartShujinko [LS]}

Your name is JACK, though everyone online knows you as LIONHEARTSHUJINKO. As evident from your name, you're a big fan of all things Japanese. You love ANIME the most-- so much in fact, that you run both a SpewTube channel and your own forum website ('hikikomori.reisen') dedicated to said hobby. At least, mostly to said hobby. While your ST channel posts modern anime reviews weekly, you also break it up with videos about other topics you enjoy. Said topics are pretty anime-aligned: SQUARE ENIX and MANGA. Some might consider that all under the banner of anime, but you have had some very intense fights on the internet confirming not everyone who likes one likes them all! Especially those fucking manga guys. Pricks.

You are HOME-SCHOOLED, not by your ONEE-SAN (not that she deserves the term) but just online. As such, discussion of anime is basically YOUR ONE SOCIAL AVENUE. A small, shameful part of you damns this as making you completely unable to hold an actual conversation. The rest of you HATES EVERYONE too much to really care about that-- all people do online is get into flame wars, why would that be any different in real life? You're far too busy juggling your ANIME-BASED ENTERPRISES. Despite your lack of a schedule, you would KILL for more TIME in the day. Just too many irons in the fire. But you can't let your PHILANTHROPLEDGERS down. Mostly because you're INCREDIBLY LAZY and have NO MARKETABLE SKILLS.

You FETCH MODUS is named LOOP. While it's apparently a pretty standard one, you grabbed it because it reminds you a lot of the game SEIKEN DESETSU 2. Cards in use form a circle, and only the middlemost item may be accessed unless you want to drop everything. As for your STRIFE SPECIBUS, you wield the 2xyoyokind, so that way your one non-japan related hobby can be rationalized as 'practicing the blade.'

Once you get into the medium, you'll be sent to the LAND OF something AND something else.

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Jack Castle, Thief of Time

^{AKA lionheartShujinko [LS]}

Your name is JACK, though everyone online knows you as LIONHEARTSHUJINKO. As evident from your name, you're a big fan of all things Japanese. You love ANIME the most-- so much in fact, that you run both a SpewTube channel and your own forum website ('hikikomori.reisen') dedicated to said hobby. At least, mostly to said hobby. While your ST channel posts modern anime reviews weekly, you also break it up with videos about other topics you enjoy. Said topics are pretty anime-aligned: SQUARE ENIX and MANGA. Some might consider that all under the banner of anime, but you have had some very intense fights on the internet confirming not everyone who likes one likes them all! Especially those fucking manga guys. Pricks.

You are HOME-SCHOOLED, not by your ONEE-SAN (not that she deserves the term) but just online. As such, discussion of anime is basically YOUR ONE SOCIAL AVENUE. A small, shameful part of you damns this as making you completely unable to hold an actual conversation. The rest of you HATES EVERYONE too much to really care about that-- all people do online is get into flame wars, why would that be any different in real life? You're far too busy juggling your ANIME-BASED ENTERPRISES. Despite your lack of a schedule, you would KILL for more TIME in the day. Just too many irons in the fire. But you can't let your PHILANTHROPLEDGERS down. Mostly because you're INCREDIBLY LAZY and have NO MARKETABLE SKILLS.

You FETCH MODUS is named LOOP. While it's apparently a pretty standard one, you grabbed it because it reminds you a lot of the game SEIKEN DESETSU 2. Cards in use form a circle, and only the middlemost item may be accessed unless you want to drop everything. As for your STRIFE SPECIBUS, you wield the 2xyoyokind, so that way your one non-japan related hobby can be rationalized as 'practicing the blade.'

Once you get into the medium, you'll be sent to the LAND OF something AND something else.

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@Blizz Hey man, that's how you know HS ain't dead. We still got very voracious fans kickin' around.

Anyways-- what's your opinion on limebloods? I have a Limeblood OC and I'm trying to narrow down who exactly I should play.

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@Majoras End Oh shit, thanks man. Got confused with all the upd8d sheets.

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Sorry for the double post, but here's the upd8d roster.

Bard of Blood (Indigo Troll)
Seer of Heart (Human)
Knight of Space (Olive Troll)
Mage of Hope (Indigo Troll)
Heir of Time (Indigo Troll, but I thought I read it was getting changed?)
Heir of Space (Human)
Prince of Light (Human)
Mage of Void (Human)
Witch of Rage (Human)

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Holy shit this exploded when I was asleep. I'm probably still interested lemme read the new OP and the CS and all the discussion that happened while I was gone lol.

Also I'm down to use Discord.

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Homestuck will always own a part of me, even if it's not even really that good anymore. If you need a co-GM I'd be happy to help you plot stuff out, and judging as you said you have no ideas I could give you the general rundowns of RPs I've been in before.

EDIT: And you know what, if this doesn't get off the ground, I might just do something Homestuck (or at least bumming off of it) considering how much interest has been shown.

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Edward Lachance

^{Guest Starring: Ramyu Tal'saif, @Lonewolf685}

Edward and Ramyu stood silently in line of students exiting the classroom as everyone funneled out from their last class out to do their own thing. Some would be returning to their dorms certainly, whether to retire for the day and take it easy or to switch from their uniforms to something more fashion forwards or comfortable. Some may have had clubs, though many were off starting today because of the break. Edward was sure, however, most were out to explore the city like him. He had a fairly okay idea of campus (or at least where he needed to be on campus) but the city of Rindou was begging to be explore. All Edward had experienced so far were the restaurants and convenience store so close they may as well have been on campus. Today he just wanted to explore, maybe show Ramyu the earthling experience.

Before he could tell her his plan, however, a loud 'crack' resounded through the classroom. Most seemed to ignore it, but Edward and a few others looked for the source of the sound, a young woman about his age who had bumped into the door. Edward had never done so himself, but he heard tales of how painful just stubbing your toe was so hitting your face on a wooden board sounded awful. He wanted to ask if she was okay, but he was too slow on the draw. She shouted something incomprehensible and ran off, further crashing and thumps following.


"Man, I hope she's alright. We ought to--"


"Add her to your ever growing list of female companions with fruity gifts?"

"--Make sure she's okay. For someone so serious you sure are quick to accuse me of being a womanizer."

"Living in Gran Harenae will do that to you. Many men who give as freely as you do expect women at their feet."

"...I keep forgetting how sucky your life is. Remind me to buy you one of those stress squeezy things."

"You know I don't know what that is Edward. Are you going to chase after her or not?"

"Oh, crap, right!"

Edward, as respectfully as possible, tried to slip his way through the remaining crowd. Ramyu let him do so with a sigh and a roll of the eyes, but not much else. After squeezing through however, he couldn't tell in which direction that girl actually went once she left. Trusting his gut, as was often the answer, lead him down the stairwell. There he found the girl from before crumpled in a heap at the bottom. He slid down the railing at once to reach her, and crouched to offer her his hand.

"Are you okay? Should I go get a nurse?" He asked. Ramyu joined the two shortly after, having let the room clear out first. They were, admittedly, kind of clogging the stairwell. Seeing all the annoyed students try and scooch past them, Edward also asked "Can you stand?"

Epithet Erased: Use Your Words

Jude cracked the tiniest bit of a smile as Penny replied to him. Even if it wasn't that long ago, she had actually been listening when he was talking. She even complimented his crappy Epithet! This small burst in self-esteem helped Jude take her suggestion seriously. He had never modified such a specific property of an object before, but the positive feelings made him ready to at least try. Even if he failed, he was pretty confident he could make it less black and solve the problem anyways.

Somehow, his good mood was not shattered by Mad Dog's outburst. Even if it was immature, the confirmation that even dumbasses really didn't want this guy in charge would probably spur others into taking a stand as well. She also revealed she had an Epithet of her own, one that enabled her to create some kind of magnet. Judging by her use of copper wires and batteries, she needed outside power to use it though. He'd be sure to tell her to save some batteries for him to duplicate in the future.

Jude simply stood back and waited for some other folks to come up and voice there concerns with the current 'leadership' as well, but this Lou guy was far too quick on the draw. Before anyone had a chance to reject him, he proved himself the tyrant that Jude knew he would be. A forceful 'lesson in respect' aided in the misuse of his Epithet. His gaudy gold chains lit up like he had been hit by a spotlight, the area around him seeming to darken. Jude couldn't look away, and not because this whole thing was like looking at a car crash. The Epithet seemed to force eye contact, even as Jude's eyes began to water and sear. He placed his hands over his eyes, but that was, at best, a temporary solution. He couldn't fight like this.

Penny, however, gave him a permanent one. A pair of glasses, that was right! He took the facial-ware shoved into his chest and, as quickly as possible, Made them more reflective in exchange for their clarity and magnification properties. He quickly made 4 more pairs, all garishly green and gold, and handed one to Penny. For once, his bootlegging Remake would help-- the lower quality meant they'd be even cloudier.

"Here, you lead the charge, I'll stay back and make sure everyone gets a pair." Jude said, before shouting for once in his life.

"E-everyone get close! I have some crappy glasses that will help us not see! I mean, yaknow, see less of the painful--ouch, painful light."

ᴊᴜʙᴏᴋᴋᴏ [haitus]

Shunbin Surudo

_{ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟷| ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟷}

It was not a peaceful sleep Shunbin was graced with the night before this one. Very occasionally, he would have a nightmare, reliving the day his father took his life, except this time he was their with him, powerless to stop it. No matter how much Shunbin pleaded, and begged, and demanded, his father simply looked past him, through him, didn't hear him... it was lucky, then, that his mother woke him up before the final act occurred.

She stood over him, gently shaking him awake as a few errant droplets of sweat crawled down his face. He blinked a few times, his tired, stinging eyes focusing in on her face. For once since her return it was a genuinely happy expression. He went to touch her face to make sure he wasn't dreaming, but that was the arm she was holding on too. She wobbled a bit on her bum leg, expression faltering. Shunbin leapt up to a sitting position and grabbed her arm, steadying her, and the happiness kind of returned, though it was more relief now.

"Ooch, sorry about that Shunbin. Didn't mean to startle you awake. You must be anxious about your big day today!"

Nothing he could say that would actual respond to that statement would leave his mother Akane happy, so he deflected.

"You shouldn't be up and walking so early mother... it's," Shunbin took a quick peek out of his window. "barely even sunrise."

Great, now he knew why he was so tired. He wouldn't have much time to jog himself awake either, considering how early Kameyo-san wanted them to hit Training Ground #11. He threw off his sheets and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. No time for a good breakfast either.

"I wanted to make sure you were ready to make the Surudo proud today. Good thing I checked! You might have missed it!"

If only. Shunbin finally got to his feet and did some easy stretches to ease him into the day. He shooed his mother out of his room with a simple 'well I'll be there the sooner I get my shinobi gear on so get off of your feet mom' and got to work preparing. A shinobi was able to ready themselves to kill from sleep in under a minute, a teacher of his said once. Naturally, Shunbin took about two. Who wanted to practice boring crap like that anyways? He was fast enough, and he wanted to get his blood flowing a little bit with a jog anyways. Once he was finished with all that, he walked downstairs and gave his mother a hug. She wished him luck, and with that he began his little jog to Training Ground #11.

The morning air was cool and crisp, which made the whole thing quite pleasant, even if he wasn't very excited for what happened once he reached his destination. He passed a few shops, saw a few people milling about their day, shops setting thing out and all that. But it was over far too soon; Within a few minutes he had reached his destination. If he still lived in the compound, he'd have had a longer trip here... but that came with it's own issues.

Somehow, he was quite early. The only people here were Kameyo-sensei and Nagaichi-san. He gave them both a curt wave, and began doing some sword kata with his Oodachi. He kept his distance from the two fairly intense women, not really wanting to talk to them. He'd have to soon, of course, but until the rest of the team arrived, he'd allow himself the pleasure of working out in his own little world.