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7 yrs ago
Bless my soul, Herc was on a roll.
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9 yrs ago
"One could argue your entire life is garbage." -my organic chemistry professor
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9 yrs ago
my life is a sitcom. and not one with very good dialogue
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10 yrs ago
you people are feeding my problem XD
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10 yrs ago
I've got this obsession of having all the statuses on my profile page with more than 2 likes. I know that when the wailing winds of darkness come for me, these thumbs up will keep them away!
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Hey, I'm Kaithas. I'm still alive.

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No other members of Bastion in this class. Lucky her- Sapphire's speech snapped Amy out of her stupor, the feathers in her hair standing up slightly in surprise. She smoothed them back down quickly, her face turning slightly red as she did. "Th-thanks," she said, quickly regaining her composure. "My name's Amaran-Amy." Her Semblance, always on at a low level and amped up by her nervousness, made her very aware of the tiger Faunus' growling, but she was doing her absolute best to ignore it. She took the twin sleeves of Unchained Fury off and laid them on the desk in front of her, the sudden rush of cold air on her arms making her skin stand up in goosebumps. "Nice hair. Very... Blue."
From what Lug has said previously, npbody knows anything about them. I mean, your chars may have seen them previously, might even realize that they washed, but... Probably wouldn't know names or whatnot.
IC: Amaranth barely had time to get seated and eat anything before the bell rang. She quickly drank the rest of her water and shook Sarina's hand, cursing her luck. No time to change into something more appropriate before class. At least she didn't have to run to her locker, Unchained Fury was already on her arms. No time to put on the normal, flirty front for a stranger, either, but... Maybe it was time for a new start. "Name's Amaranth Desire, call me Amy. Killing the monsters... Easier than dealing with Good... Witch. Nice to meet you Sarina, but same as Ben... Gotta go. Hopefully will see ya later." She smiled, resisted the urge to wink (old habits die hard), and ran her hand through her hair and feathers as she turned and walked toward her next class... Which was Armory. *** Amy sat toward the back, her shoulders hunched slightly as she intentionally focused on the desk in front of her, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Other students, she didn't care about so much, though she'd rather not be painted as the class hussy on the first day. About the teacher's opinion... She did care somewhat. She had to keep her grades up. Had to. And a bad first impression could be devastating.
Well, I was going to follow what Lug said and have an expert in target practice (which is what my char is) and an expert in obstacle courses/maneuvering But if you want to have a teacher/aide relationship, which would you rather have?
*throws up his hands* I surrender! No, but seriously, I have quite a bit of experience with firing guns myself. Not so good at the names, though. Obstacle courses, I suck at those. Honestly... If I hadn't already typed up half the profile I'd just tell you to take it, but I like my character concept and I've put effort into this. I would like to partner up, though...
Yeah, mine is far, far more specialized in the target practice department XD
Hey, Lug, I wrote that I'm working on a Practice teacher next to the to do list XD I passed out last night before I could finish her. #narcolepsy
IC: "That's the beauty of it. I don't have to fight you. Sid can." The zombie straightened, shoulders tensing as he started shuffling toward Angelo. Then the Red Man held up his hand and the shuffle stopped. "But fighting is counterproductive, and I can hardly think to offer you a fair bargain if you or your ride home is dead. Think over my offer." The fingers on his free hand snapped and Kiora reassembled into the fiery haired girl. "Take Kiora with you, if you wish. She's only a weapon, and as terrified of me as anyone. She can contact me if you reconsider. In the meantime..." The Red Man tugged on the hem of his cloak in a salute, pulled out his bow, and started to walk away, Kiora left behind him. His back was open for an easy attack...
IC: "I never said it would be limited to one. My, you talk quickly." The Red Man smiled, holding Kiora at the ready, his hands shimmering with red light. "I almost want to start something at this point, ignorant brat."
Hey, talked with the rest of Bastion. We're all up for taking a crack at the combat recon mission.
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