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Bio, this thing, all you need to know is that I've been role playing for years. Ignore my post count cause I mainly rp through pm. I don't have much of a life now so I dream of living in alternate universes.
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Here you go you two, use the Char tab of our characters specifically, OOC (out of character) where we chat about the roleplay or other things, IC (in character) where we post
No it works man, don't sweat, just need to see what Xik wants todo with her post before we do 1x1
The young girl had relaxed and calmed down, Hercules couldn't have asked for anything more. He was glad that she no longer feared him, at least for the moment. From here on out he would be wary of his actions or to frighten the girl, who gave her name as Hasumi. Hercules wasn't quick to get on his feet, in fact he stayed on the ground for the most part. Using his hands to lift his body and scoot his way over closer to the group, putting himself within a few feet of the girl and the others standing near.
The archer seemed to take on the role as leader with her words and actions. Hercules didn't mind, even if he could tell he was older and not the only one who was proficient in the slaying business. With th right leader, all he needs to be is muscle, a champion to land the punches and take the big hits. She had previously introduced herself as Aiko and even though his attention was on the girl he took note of the name. The boy with the whip had yet to introduce himself, Hercules was patient to whether he wanted to share that information. As Aiko spoke of time returning he nodded along, familiar with the standard process. She wanted to meet back here after school, Hercules responded, "Here after school, got it."
Hercules hadn't stood up just yet, waiting for the team to nod along in agreement with one another. It seemed already that a small bit of comradery was forming between the four. Time was getting short, he still had a couple more steps to prove he was truly friendly to Hasumi. First he would have to stand. Hercules lifted one his legs, placing his hand on his knee to help prop him up, he made to sure look in Hasumi's direction, but at her feet rather than her eyes, keeping a possible intimidation factor down. He started to stand, making sure he was slow about it and putting an aura around him of vulnerability. As he reached his height, his head stood above everyone else's. He continued looking at Hasumi's feet before slowly rising up, scanning her body in sorts, a real petite and fragile figure. Now was the last part, an invitation, an offering of sorts to win her good side. As his eyes crawled ups met with hers, he stared in awe at her yellow eyes, mouthing 'marvelous' before really opening his mouth to speak to her. "Hasumi, I often spend most of my time at the library, you are more than welcome to come by during lunch," Hercules said with a soft smile. The library was as place of seclusion and safety, a place she could feel comfortable, as long as she didn't despise books. Once his invitation was extended and the group started to move back to the school, he returned to his class, hoping that he made a good impression with Hasumi.
The archer seemed to take on the role as leader with her words and actions. Hercules didn't mind, even if he could tell he was older and not the only one who was proficient in the slaying business. With th right leader, all he needs to be is muscle, a champion to land the punches and take the big hits. She had previously introduced herself as Aiko and even though his attention was on the girl he took note of the name. The boy with the whip had yet to introduce himself, Hercules was patient to whether he wanted to share that information. As Aiko spoke of time returning he nodded along, familiar with the standard process. She wanted to meet back here after school, Hercules responded, "Here after school, got it."
Hercules hadn't stood up just yet, waiting for the team to nod along in agreement with one another. It seemed already that a small bit of comradery was forming between the four. Time was getting short, he still had a couple more steps to prove he was truly friendly to Hasumi. First he would have to stand. Hercules lifted one his legs, placing his hand on his knee to help prop him up, he made to sure look in Hasumi's direction, but at her feet rather than her eyes, keeping a possible intimidation factor down. He started to stand, making sure he was slow about it and putting an aura around him of vulnerability. As he reached his height, his head stood above everyone else's. He continued looking at Hasumi's feet before slowly rising up, scanning her body in sorts, a real petite and fragile figure. Now was the last part, an invitation, an offering of sorts to win her good side. As his eyes crawled ups met with hers, he stared in awe at her yellow eyes, mouthing 'marvelous' before really opening his mouth to speak to her. "Hasumi, I often spend most of my time at the library, you are more than welcome to come by during lunch," Hercules said with a soft smile. The library was as place of seclusion and safety, a place she could feel comfortable, as long as she didn't despise books. Once his invitation was extended and the group started to move back to the school, he returned to his class, hoping that he made a good impression with Hasumi.
Hercules had a little bounce about his posture as he watched the others fight. He liked this team and he could tell the four of them were about to talk about means of creating a group. The team seemed to fit well to him, two to fight at range and two to fight in close quarters, with three of them being quick to kill and himself to take the brunt of the forces, the squad could dispatch just about any invasion. In fact he liked this team more compared to fighting with his parents, perhaps the four in due time could out perform the Hercules bloodline.
The fighting ended rather quickly, everyone pushing their abilities to see what they could truly do, the two new ones anyhow. The four of them kind of met the middle in a way, obviously wanting to know more about each other. With th clank of his armor and his helmet covering his face scanned everyone. The archer was thin, nimble, but quick with her draw. The hunter of sorts, the other male, short compared to Hercules, but built for his skills, another source of muscle. Then his attention landed on the viper, a petite young girl, probably freshman, wielding knives of all things, but she was fast and hard to catch. Hercules noticed, just as the archer did, that the young girl seemed rather frightened, more so directed at him.
Hercules was quick to think, he often played with the younger kids in the elementary schools as a community service sort of thing. His "friendly to scared kids" instincts kicked in. He noticed her hands were rather gripped tight around her the grips of her knives. He acted fast throwing his sword behind while dropping his shield at his feet. His voice muffled by the metal of his helmet, "No no no no no, please don't be scared," he cursed at himself while glancing down at his armor, "Gold is suppose to be friendly, nice, protective." He grabbed the top of his helmet quickly and threw it behind him towards the sword. Revealing his rather sharp but gentle features with his fiery red hair. He didn't take a step forward knowing that puts them in a deeper state of fear. Being able have the armor as a gift and possession rather than something only used to fight demons he could turn it on or off at will. He quickly put away his golden suit, his metal armor along with his remains behind him vanished in a flash of reflective dust. As the armor dispersed he suddenly dropped to a sitting position crossing his legs. The girl now had the height advantage and could see clearly above him, this was stage one of bringing his threat level and intimadation factor lower. With a tilt of his head and a goofy smile on face he introduced himself, "I don't mean to scare ya, I'm Hercules," finishing off with his eyes closed for a second. This introduced him to the group but it was more directed to the young girl. He turned his attention back to archer that stated the groups status, "Yep, only friendly's here, your knives are cool too!" He said finishing off with a compliment like a cherry on top.
The fighting ended rather quickly, everyone pushing their abilities to see what they could truly do, the two new ones anyhow. The four of them kind of met the middle in a way, obviously wanting to know more about each other. With th clank of his armor and his helmet covering his face scanned everyone. The archer was thin, nimble, but quick with her draw. The hunter of sorts, the other male, short compared to Hercules, but built for his skills, another source of muscle. Then his attention landed on the viper, a petite young girl, probably freshman, wielding knives of all things, but she was fast and hard to catch. Hercules noticed, just as the archer did, that the young girl seemed rather frightened, more so directed at him.
Hercules was quick to think, he often played with the younger kids in the elementary schools as a community service sort of thing. His "friendly to scared kids" instincts kicked in. He noticed her hands were rather gripped tight around her the grips of her knives. He acted fast throwing his sword behind while dropping his shield at his feet. His voice muffled by the metal of his helmet, "No no no no no, please don't be scared," he cursed at himself while glancing down at his armor, "Gold is suppose to be friendly, nice, protective." He grabbed the top of his helmet quickly and threw it behind him towards the sword. Revealing his rather sharp but gentle features with his fiery red hair. He didn't take a step forward knowing that puts them in a deeper state of fear. Being able have the armor as a gift and possession rather than something only used to fight demons he could turn it on or off at will. He quickly put away his golden suit, his metal armor along with his remains behind him vanished in a flash of reflective dust. As the armor dispersed he suddenly dropped to a sitting position crossing his legs. The girl now had the height advantage and could see clearly above him, this was stage one of bringing his threat level and intimadation factor lower. With a tilt of his head and a goofy smile on face he introduced himself, "I don't mean to scare ya, I'm Hercules," finishing off with his eyes closed for a second. This introduced him to the group but it was more directed to the young girl. He turned his attention back to archer that stated the groups status, "Yep, only friendly's here, your knives are cool too!" He said finishing off with a compliment like a cherry on top.
Hercules was glad to be in fight against the demons, at least with someone other than his family. Now knowing he could perform this responsibility with people from his school, he's driven more to the fight. He continued he dance around a single spot, using this to keep the aggro on him. The fight didn't last long along with the archer, one showed up with a whip and shortly after another with knives.
His helmet wasn't good at observing his peripherals so he pretty much had to face a direction and anticipate what was behind him. As Hercules fought in his round clearance he was able to spot in the distance that the archer had left her post, but the two were performing well dispatching the demons with their own methods. He turned back towards the rift spotting the archer performing her own variation of a closing ceremony. The demons had ceased their summons, all was left was to dispatch the remaining few.
Without the risk of summoning more, and knowing for a fact that all that was left was what remained. He could start to have a little more fun with how he stayed the beasts. Using his shield to bash rather than block whilst stomping his boot on the head of a knocked over demon. His fighting style became a little more gruesome and less clean. Their numbers were dwindling down fast, Hercules slowed his movements and sat back a bit, observing the other three. Even though a couple demons would still attack him he had time to watch. The archer obviously had experience, but the other two seemed to follow their calling and accepted to the fight. If one was hesitant with the calling their skill would lack confidence, unlike these two.
His helmet wasn't good at observing his peripherals so he pretty much had to face a direction and anticipate what was behind him. As Hercules fought in his round clearance he was able to spot in the distance that the archer had left her post, but the two were performing well dispatching the demons with their own methods. He turned back towards the rift spotting the archer performing her own variation of a closing ceremony. The demons had ceased their summons, all was left was to dispatch the remaining few.
Without the risk of summoning more, and knowing for a fact that all that was left was what remained. He could start to have a little more fun with how he stayed the beasts. Using his shield to bash rather than block whilst stomping his boot on the head of a knocked over demon. His fighting style became a little more gruesome and less clean. Their numbers were dwindling down fast, Hercules slowed his movements and sat back a bit, observing the other three. Even though a couple demons would still attack him he had time to watch. The archer obviously had experience, but the other two seemed to follow their calling and accepted to the fight. If one was hesitant with the calling their skill would lack confidence, unlike these two.
lol I've seen that before, been ages
I'm officially scared of Hasumi, an awakened rage
Second class, english, Hercules was not fond of his regular classes, most of them seemed to contain lessons that were less than necessary, but helped in their own way. His teacher was nice at least, of course that was just the first impression, later in the year he could reveal his true nature around his students. Though Herc wasn't worried about it. The class dragged on, reviewing last years lessons and going over the plan for the rest of the year. There were a few books listed that he was interested in and some he already read. His first period taking place in the library would definitely give him a head start for this class.
Hercules scanned through the large pamphlet laid before him for this class, flipping through the pages slowly, his head resting on his hand propped up by his elbow on the desk. He sighed, bored of the teacher and students already. He flipped another page watching fall, it halted in midair, time had stopped. His eyes lit up with excitement, English was not a favorite of his so he was glad something he was used to happened. He stood up slowly trying not to disturb the silence around him. Carefully finding his way out of the classroom and into the hall, he jumped into a dead sprint, following his instincts to the rifts location, running past a freshman class he once had before.
As fast as his body was swinging he activated his armor, his body started to glow brighter and brighter into a golden aura. Before long the sound of his jeans rubbing was replaced with the loud clanking of his armor. With the golden protection came his powers of the Godsent, his speed increased and his sense of direction and instincts sharpened. Within short time he found his way approaching the large set of doors leaving the front of the school, through the door windows he could see the rift in the distance. With a smirk on his face, hidden by the visor on his helmet, he grabbed the large shield off his back and drew his sword from its sheathe. Bashing through the doors with a loud crash and sliding on his boots past a women whilst bringing his sword down on a demon that seemed too close for comfort for the archer.
Hercules turned his head to face the girl, "Demons kinda get on your nerves huh?" he said with a cheerful tone and an excitement for action. He returned his attention to the coming waves, charging ahead to aggro the swarm away from the archer, with him in the front lines he knew she would have his back. His body moved quick and effortless, a single swing sending the pests flying back towards the rift. Though with demons at his back he continued to direct his shield opposite of his sword, countering with both in circular dance among the horde. The numbers continued to climb, like they were never going to stop spawning. Killing one brought back two, but not fighting at all would leave the school in danger. Though easy to kill they had strength in numbers. Hercules was beginning to feel overwhelmed, even with the help of the archer in the back. He took his sword and swung wide in a circle, giving him a second of clearance. During this short time he raised his shield and slammed it into the ground, a golden flash and shockwave was sent around him, throwing the demons back forming a crater beneath him resulting in a small earthquake to the nearby area.
Hercules scanned through the large pamphlet laid before him for this class, flipping through the pages slowly, his head resting on his hand propped up by his elbow on the desk. He sighed, bored of the teacher and students already. He flipped another page watching fall, it halted in midair, time had stopped. His eyes lit up with excitement, English was not a favorite of his so he was glad something he was used to happened. He stood up slowly trying not to disturb the silence around him. Carefully finding his way out of the classroom and into the hall, he jumped into a dead sprint, following his instincts to the rifts location, running past a freshman class he once had before.
As fast as his body was swinging he activated his armor, his body started to glow brighter and brighter into a golden aura. Before long the sound of his jeans rubbing was replaced with the loud clanking of his armor. With the golden protection came his powers of the Godsent, his speed increased and his sense of direction and instincts sharpened. Within short time he found his way approaching the large set of doors leaving the front of the school, through the door windows he could see the rift in the distance. With a smirk on his face, hidden by the visor on his helmet, he grabbed the large shield off his back and drew his sword from its sheathe. Bashing through the doors with a loud crash and sliding on his boots past a women whilst bringing his sword down on a demon that seemed too close for comfort for the archer.
Hercules turned his head to face the girl, "Demons kinda get on your nerves huh?" he said with a cheerful tone and an excitement for action. He returned his attention to the coming waves, charging ahead to aggro the swarm away from the archer, with him in the front lines he knew she would have his back. His body moved quick and effortless, a single swing sending the pests flying back towards the rift. Though with demons at his back he continued to direct his shield opposite of his sword, countering with both in circular dance among the horde. The numbers continued to climb, like they were never going to stop spawning. Killing one brought back two, but not fighting at all would leave the school in danger. Though easy to kill they had strength in numbers. Hercules was beginning to feel overwhelmed, even with the help of the archer in the back. He took his sword and swung wide in a circle, giving him a second of clearance. During this short time he raised his shield and slammed it into the ground, a golden flash and shockwave was sent around him, throwing the demons back forming a crater beneath him resulting in a small earthquake to the nearby area.
Alright whos next?
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