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OBLIVION

IM STILL MAKING THEM

@skidcrow

where are the headers, bitchface

OBLIVION

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Ah, Ritman High—the place where nightmares are made. Standing on the field brought back old memories for Anni; some she felt she still wasn't ready to face despite promising Hanna to let things go. Even to this day, she could still remember each and every painful moment. The spot over by the team benches where she had juice thrown at her while preforming at a home game. The corner of the outer track where she had been purposefully tripped during gym. It all came flooding back to Anni, who couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by just being here. Although the group conversed among themselves, Anni stood in silence. She couldn't speak, as if her vocal cords had been clamped shut. How pathetic, Anni thought of herself. The memories had always been in her head, and she even once swore revenge for what she suffered through. But now, faced with the music, Anni felt like her high school self all over again. Anxious. Afraid. Upset. She had managed to work up the courage to face CJ head-on, but Ritman was an entirely different beast that she wasn't prepared for. Get a hold of yourself, Anni. She thought, hoping the others were too distracted to pay attention to her. You can't even face the very thing you wanted to take up arms against! Gulping, Anni attempted to force her anxiety back, hidden away where no one could see it. It didn't help much. ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔

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What Are You Listening To?

Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - [CLOSED]

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_{Location: Stadium - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean}

First Class #2.58 You Go Your Way, I Go Mine

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_{Interaction(s): The Center Group + Iñigo @Mao Mao}

Previously: Heart on Your Sleeve

As Rory spoke, Haleigh felt her other hand curl up into an unsteady fist. Though she wasn't ready to come to terms with it, he had a point. What was she doing, standing here trying to convince them? Was it a foolish and selfish desire to not see Blackjack splinter in the wake of everything that had happened? Was it her erratic, self-righteous furor to not let Cass have died in vain?

Haleigh thought she had finally figured everything out. But now, she was lost. Unsure. Confused. She didn't say a word as Rory squeezed her shoulder, unable to process a proper response whilst racked in thought.

But then Katja had words to say of her own, angrily laying into Rory. The green field beneath her was ruined with each step, and the ground shook with a light tremor. Seeing Katja lash out like this came as a surprise to Haleigh. In the few moments they had interacted, Katja had seemed like a gentle giant. But that was before the Plateau. Before Hyperion slaughtered Cass and injured others. Had she been simmering on her anger this entire time? No one had known what was rattling around in her head since the incident. Katja had kept herself out of the earlier argument at Cass' funeral, and until now she had stood in silence.

Haleigh feared Katja might've considered leaving, given her prior unsettling silence. But as she backed up Haleigh, it became ever clear that she stood with Blackjack. For a moment, Haleigh looked back upon the trio with hope in her eyes. Although uncertainty still racked her thoughts, Katja returned the spunk Haleigh had lost previously. If Haleigh couldn't convince them, then maybe Katja was enough to convince them back over to Blackjack.

Nonetheless, as quick as the hope returned, it was stolen away once more in a blink of an eye.

Iñigo was the next to lose their temper, angrily voicing his own thoughts to the two women. As he spoke, the outstretched hand fell limp to her side. The dejection she felt returned once more, which gradually twisted itself into anger and frustration the more Iñigo ran his mouth. Remind her of the cost? That was it. The line had been drawn in sand. Trenches were being dug. As far as Haleigh was concerned, Iñigo had solidified himself permanently as an enemy upon his threat.

"Remind me? Of what? Of how we all felt helpless watching Hyperion cut down Cass?"

There was naught an ounce of goodwill left in her voice, having been replaced with visceral spite. Jim tried to wrangle them in, but Calliope's response only encouraged Haleigh further to say what was on her mind.

"I'm not asking you on a suicide mission. I'm asking to make amends. But you know what, Iñigo? I don't care anymore. Feel free to run off elsewhere for all I give a damn. You're still playing the same game you've been playing since the Plateau; something that I should have realized much sooner. You may think you're teaching me something, but the only thing you've shown me here today is that you're no friend of mine. Never was; never will be."

Haleigh forced herself to swallow her anger. The shakiness and general uneasiness she felt with Rory had returned upon the end of her outburst. Rather than allow it to grow worse, she took the opportunity to retreat back to Blackjack for the remainder of the ceremony. She'd been so caught up and agitated by that she still hadn't glanced at her house envelope, and there were still the Blackjack newbies to meet. Maybe that would help calm her nerves, giving Haleigh something to distract her mind from the rage she was feeling right now.

House Envelope

Greetings and Salutations Haleigh, We are pleased to announce that after review, we have found you to possess great motivation, a trait that we truly hold dear and revere in House Canis. We hope that you'll make ours your House of choice upon receiving your offers. Sincerely, Aiden Roth

Greetings and Salutations Haleigh, We are pleased to announce that after review, we have found you to possess great pragmatism, a trait that we truly hold dear and revere in House Gulo. We hope that you'll make ours your House of choice upon receiving your offers. Sincerely, Robert Priest Jr.

Greetings and Salutations Haleigh, We are pleased to announce that after review, we have found you to possess great protectiveness, a trait that we truly hold dear and revere in House Ursus. We hope that you'll make ours your House of choice upon receiving your offers. Sincerely, Elias Onassis

Haleigh stopped reading after the first house, her nerves completely shot by then. House Canis, Cass' posthumous house. Of course it had to be Canis that wanted her to join their ranks. The world was playing a cruel joke on her. She was the punching bag slapped around with every blow, and it seemed like there was nothing Haleigh could do about it.

God damn it. Haleigh thought, wishing she could just disappear off into island's forests, away from all the prying eyes and cameras.

Collabs/Jumps/Forum Headings/Color Text

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some people use 1001fonts.com

@TGM

1001fonts is a good site, but I personally prefer fontmeme. I can never get 1001fonts' hyperlink to work properly, so I have to go out of my way to download the banner and reupload it somewhere just to use it.

Pacific Royal Collegiate & University - [CLOSED]

S U Z I E P O O T S
S U Z I E P O O T S

_{Location: Stadium - Dundas Islands, Pacific Ocean}

First Class #2.56 Rabid

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_{Interaction(s): Center Swap Argument -> Team Eclipse}

Previously: Ruffled Feathers; Second Chances?

Suzie threw her hands up in the air, admitting defeat.

"Y'all are a bunch of lunatics, I swear." She replied, then glancing at Iñigo. "Go find yourself a Snickers, bud. You need it."

Although she expected pushback, Suzie didn't expect it of this caliber. Christ, what did she get herself into? As far as Suzie was certain, these newbies were insane. Some of them spoke of enemies and death wishes, but those who did so sounded as if they had equally as many screws loose as those they so loudly criticized.

As the faculty involved themselves into the conversation, Suzie took the opportunity to back off from the center group and returned to the sidelines. Getting away from the crazies sounded ideal, although such a thing felt nigh-impossible with the madness that had overtaken the field. A small, nagging feeling in the back of her head echoed regret. The tiresome showboating of her former team, Team 7, sounded much more preferable right now than a group ready to maul each other like rabid animals.

But there were no take-backs today. She was the one who made the decision to transfer into the H.E.A.T. program, and what happened next was something Suzie had to come to terms with.

Worst comes to worst, I've always got Lehrer to hang with. Or maybe Roth? Been awhile since I last saw him around here, though.

Once the dust settled, the whistle was blown again, signaling the end of the team swap. Despite having gunned for Firebird, Suzie ultimately had to settle for second: Eclipse. Given that she hardly had a dog in the race, so Suzie didn't mind it as much as others might've. But as their new team representative introduced himself to the group, Suzie immediately felt struck with annoyance as she overlooked the rest of her newfound teammates.

Great. Of all people, I get stuck with the fucking psycho.

Rather than continue to simmer on misfortune, however, Suzie turned her attention away from Eclipse and back to Jonas, who had walked back to the podium and began speaking once more. It was time for their house assignments—something Suzie had already chosen a long time ago. She had half the mind to let the newbies run free; to let them worry over their agonizing decisions alone after the display they put on seconds ago. But she was also here as a Gulo representative, and Suzie knew she'd probably hear an ear-full from some of her housemates for not helping with the ceremony despite it already being taken care of.

"If anyone needs me, I'll be over by Gulo helping out." Suzie quickly announced to her new team. "Those who have them as an option can follow me if they intend to join." She continued, then storming off towards where Gulo had been situated amongst the houses to await anyone interested in joining their ranks.

She just hoped Mr. Crazy didn't get picked for Gulo.

Mahz's Dev Journal

ppl who change their username all the time gonna look like a CIA wetworks operative

@TGM

Yeah, I feel like there is going to need to be a cap on how many names are displayed. Otherwise those who have change their names a lot are just going to have a long [REDACTED] list on their profile that pushes everything else far, far down to the bottom of the page.

EDIT: Another thing I've noticed. I don't think the new boxes in the profile options are supposed to have a url button to copy a link from.

What Are You Listening To?

Mahz's Dev Journal

Random idea: Can the friends list be given a toggle delete and/or delete all in the future? As of now you have to manually delete each one-by-one, which takes forever. You hit the x, confirm it, and then wait for the page to refresh. It isn't so bad when you've only got a few to delete but if you're deleting a bunch, it's a pain.

Also another random idea: Maybe it could also have a search feature, where people could look up usernames not unlike the user list. That way people don't have to go to each and every profile they want to add to their friends list.

Third times the charm: Bug report about the "You participated" thing. Threads you haven't participated in say you have participated in them. Though, that aside, isn't it a little redundant when we already have the green markers that tell you what threads you've posted in?