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Stalwart University

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The Bitter End - A Post Apocalypse Tale (based on The Last Of Us) - Casual/Advanced

Just a suggestion, but if you want to put something where posts should be that big, put it on the advanced page. You clearly have the skills to run one there, so I think it'd be cool if you did. However, this is just my opinion, take it as you will! :)

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Marc looked up from the magazine he had pulled out of his bag and smiled in return.
"Yo, I'm Marc Culdaré, it's good to meet you. It seems like we'll be living here for the next four years together, so hopefully we can be friends! By the way I hope you mind that I added to the decour a bit," Marc said as he gestured to the several swords and other various trophies and awards for martial arts, along with some other personal items that had been spread around the room. A small insense swirl burned slowly in the corner releasing a calming smell that was created to assist the thoughts of relaxation. Marc had always thought that a house should be a place of relaxation, to unwind.
"Not going to lie, I think your choice of decorations is a bit... eccentric, but I won't judge ya on that. So, what do you like to do for fun? We've got the rest of the day, and I'm lookin to hang with someone or the rest of the day, so I'm game for whatever you feel like."

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The Impala pulled into the parking lot and shut of, music along with it. Marc stepped out and took a look around. It wasn't very busy, but the college had a homely and welcoming manner, or the campus did at least , he wasn't sure about the classes. Marc took a deep breath, breathing in the air of his new home for the next four years before medical school. After all, he was following his parent's footsteps. It wasn't against his will, no, he loved neuroscience and everything that came with it. So, when he was a first year in highschool he chose medical studies as his pre-requisit.
Marc walked into the boy's dorm, looking at the simple decorations which added to the homely manner, which generally was what a dorm should do. He walked up to the receptionist and got his key for room, 655, and headed up to check it out. He arrived to a flood of black, white, and expensive decour. Well , it's a it much, but it's home. I should go grab my stuff. Marc ran down to his car and began taking boxes up to his room, and when the last box had been brought up. First things first, my blades. Marc picked up the box labeled 'ceramonial' and flicked out his karambit, cutting the tape down the middle in one quick slash. He the. Pulled out several blades for eskrima and kendo that were used in ceremonies. He took out a cloth rag made for cleaning blades and wiped them down after applying some oil. Once they gleamed even more he proceeded to mount them on the wall above the twin bed that the room had been providing. He then proceeded to place the rest of his home warming items around the apartment. When he was done the room seemed a little less overwhelming. He sat down on his bed and pulled out a box of caramels and popped one in his mouth, waiting for his seemingly extra agent roommate.

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Yyaaaaboh

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I'll room with you.

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"Now Marc, I know that you're a grown man now, and that you're ready to leave, but promise me this. You won't do anything rash, don't get get in any fights outside of clubs or teams! You be safe and keep up with your grades!" Marc's mother spewed out this last minute advice to her son as he brought his boxes down from his room and loaded them onto his 1967 Chevy impala with a refitted fuel efficient engine. Marc chuckled at his mother's concern for his well being. She had always been like this and it made him feel better to know that she always would. Marc placed the last three boxes from his room in his trunk and turned to face his parents. They looked back at him beaming proudly, tears in his mothers eyes, and a proud smile on his father's face.
"I promise to visit you guys when I get the chance, I'll call every other night that way we'll have something to talk about each time. I love you both, and thank you, for everything." He stepped forward and hugged both I his parents. Before he got in his car his father stopped him.
"Son, I have something to give you." He went inside their house and came back with a thin bag with something in it. Marc had never seen it before. His father took off the bag and revealed a katana, clearly hand crafted with care. It was old too.
"This was your great- great-great grandfather's katana, it is my prized possession, and now it will be yours."
Marc looked at his father with tears in his eyes now, and he hugged him. He would never wield this sword for fear of breaking, or wearin it out. But it meant more to him that anything in the world, it was all the pride his father had for him, all in one simple gift.
Wiping away tears, Marc got I to his car, plugged in his phone, and turned on his ritual song for the start of a school year. Highway to Hell by ACDC. The engine roared and the car pulled out of the driveway. The two hour drive to Stalwart university gave him time to think. Should he keep his fighting prowess a secret? Or just go straight for the martial arts clubs the school offered. It most certainly would boost the team's fame and success considering Marc had never lost a fight, though there were a few close calls. He wondered how good the other fighters there were. It would certainly prove to be interesting.

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Thanks.

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Appearance: Image?
Measuring at 5’11 flat, and one hundred sixty pounds, Marc is at the very model of a healthy person. Due to his extensive knowledge of the human body and physics, his muscles are at nearly one hundred percent capacity, and his body has no physical flaws hampering his health.
Name: Marc Culdaré
Age:18
Gender: Male
Power(s): Enhanced reaction time ( three times the normal human’s response time) Adoptive muscle memory: http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Adoptive_Muscle_Memory
Limits/Weaknesses: Marc can’t memorize anything outside of martial arts with his adaptive muscle memory. So, outside of his world class fighting prowess and other things related to that, Ie: parkour, training, and fire arms related activities.
Equipment: An IPhone 4s, his wallet, a folding karambit knife for defense purposes against an armed assailant, though he doesn’t really need that. A pair of parkour shoes in his backpack, and a pair of fighting shoes.
Personality:
Marc has an extremely persistent attitude. Once he’s set his mind on something, he’ll stop at nothing to achieve it. This attitude is accompanied by a very friendly personality towards others. Marc is usually popular with most people, though he has a little trouble with girls on occasion. He loves the thrill of a battle, whether it’s him at the advantage, which is usually the case, or someone else. However, when he fights he becomes a monster. Unrelenting, brutal, vicious, and incredibly effective would be the best traits to describe him with, that or just outright murderous. If he gets the opportunity and learns another’s technique he won’t use it on them, but he’ll sure as hell counter it in a painful way.
History:
Marc was born to an upper middle class family of two Neurosurgeons. His father was Japanese and his mother was American. Due to the clash of culture and life in a privileged environment, that when he was six and was asked to choose a hobby, Marc chose to follow a path that both of his parents could be proud of. Martial arts. His father being Japanese was very respective of the discipline and the hard work it took to achieve it, and his mother thought the competitive aspect would be a healthy thing for her son to partake in.
Marc was then enrolled in several different martial arts programs. Eskrima (Filipino blade fighting, hapkido, tae kwon do, kendo, and grappling. Marc proved to be more than just a natural at these disciplines. He was a prodigy. Marc discovered that he was able to replicate a move perfectly after seeing it only once, and by the time he was eight, his reaction time was so fast that he broke the world record.
Marc embraced these powers and used them to rise in the martial arts world. However, despite his success, he was very down to earth and humble, enjoying the challenge and not the win. His motto is “Whenever you do something give it your all and be happy. Winning isn’t important.” With this motto, Marc trains every day, despite not needing to. He also applied this philosophy in school, ending up valedictorian of his class and enrolling in Stalwart University.

Other: ( currently holds the title of greatest of each martial art he does, and is working on dragon style kung fu) It's a bad Idea to get in a fight with him. Marc is also exceptionally talented in marksmanship and parkour.

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My cs will be up ASAP