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    1. Lord Santa 12 yrs ago

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11 yrs ago
Current Opening a jar of honey didn't go so well. Washed most of it off, but my wrists are still sticky for some reason.
11 yrs ago
Summer is sooooo sheeeeeeeeeeeet
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11 yrs ago
Finally have decent internet. Got connected to the National Broadband Network, see. With this speed, I can finally rule the world.
11 yrs ago
You know that rabbit I mentioned? Turns out there's 3 of them.
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11 yrs ago
So, there's this rabbit outside my house, and I'm not sure what to do with it. It sits there sometimes, eating grass and staring into space. It isn't mine, though, so it runs off when we approach.
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Real life

Name: Takeshi Kurota

Age: 27

Appearance:

Like this but with bandages on his arms and a lab coat.

Birthday: March 5th

Personality: Let’s call him Kurota-sensei. Kurota-sensei is somewhat thinks a lot, and is a little thick sometimes. Sometimes he doesn’t notice people, which might be bad for a school nurse. However, he’s pretty attentive for the smell of blood, and he always comes to the aid of people in need. He can come off as lazy and he’s usually quite deadpan, but he’s not emotionless. He’s calm, relatively quiet, and many find his personality quite peaceful, despite the fact that he doesn’t react that much, and the fact that he’s a bit eccentric. He likes reading quite a bit, but he’s pretty whimsical. He tends to read books he finds interesting. Most of the books he finds interesting others find weird.


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In game

Avatar Name: Don’ttouchmyfood (but that’s too long, so people call him Food-kun)

Avatar Title: Beast vanquisher, rare ingredient hunter, Immortal iron chef

Appearance:


Class: Master chef


Here is the chaos. Prepare yourselves for bandage-sensei!

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Real life

Name: Takeshi Kurota

Age: 27

Appearance:

Like this but with bandages on his arms and a lab coat.

Birthday: March 5th

Personality: Let’s call him Kurota-sensei. Kurota-sensei is somewhat thinks a lot, and is a little thick sometimes. Sometimes he doesn’t notice people, which might be bad for a school nurse. However, he’s pretty attentive for the smell of blood, and he always comes to the aid of people in need. He can come off as lazy and he’s usually quite deadpan, but he’s not emotionless. He’s calm, relatively quiet, and many find his personality quite peaceful, despite the fact that he doesn’t react that much, and the fact that he’s a bit eccentric. He likes reading quite a bit, but he’s pretty whimsical. He tends to read books he finds interesting. Most of the books he finds interesting others find weird.


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In game

Avatar Name: Don’ttouchmyfood (but that’s too long, so people call him Food-kun)

Avatar Title: Beast vanquisher, rare ingredient hunter, Immortal iron chef

Appearance:


Class: Master chef


Alright, itsa me! I have interest. I got some great sheet in my head, look forward to chaos
An explosion, a fuzzy feeling, bam. Loki was back in reality... Or not. Pods with a bunch of people in it? He was occupying one as well. Some good old sci-fi stuff made the real world confusing. Loki quickly released himself from the pod. The door opened and he sank down to his knees on the floor. He sighed wearily.

"No one wanted to play volleyball..." Loki said sadly.

He cheered up and stood on his legs. Loki immediately went invisible. There were a few empty pods, so maybe he could find someone else...

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Finally out of the hellish dream, Isaac found himself in a pod. His hand slowly extracted his scalpel and swiftly cut what he saw. The pod's surface was evenly diced and the liquid splashed out. Isaac walked calmly into the hall of pods, dripping. Isaac snapped his fingers, but nothing happened.
"Hmm..." Isaac said. "Hunters are out of range... Perhaps the current location is in orbit. Surroundings support the theory."

He was on some kind of science fiction fantasy, with tubes everywhere. Many were empty. Isaac studied the people still inside the pods, but decided to leave them alone.
Specimens everywhere, but a more pressing task must be completed. Isaac thought.
He brandished his scalpel and stalked down the hallway.
I would love to dissect whoever did this. He thought, uncharacteristically angry.
Victor kind of felt bad that the girl was crying over people killing each other, but there was nothing he could really do about it. It’s not that he felt bad about telling her, it’s that it was a little uncomfortable to just sit near someone who was basically crying and not doing anything about it. In all honesty, he was more annoyed than guilty, but he at least felt slightly guilty, so that was something, right?

Looking at the girl, she was shorter than him. Victor was pretty tall for his age, and she seemed to be about his age. It occurred to Victor that he didn’t even know her name.

“Look, you made a girl cry.” His grandpa said in a bored, provocative tone. “I’m disappointed that I have a grandson like you”

“Just shut up.” Victor muttered tiredly.

The girl was crying a little, and the atmosphere was getting pretty uncomfortable. Victor sighed and got up, walking towards the girl. He sat down in a cross-legged position near her, so he could be heard. He sat quietly for a second, watching the death matches. He sighed again after the pause, and began trying to console her a little.
“You know…” Victor said tentatively. “I think that at least they won’t die forever…”
Victor didn't really know what to think of this situation. He had a plan all drawn out in his head, but he hadn't taken into account just how stupid the girl was. There wasn't a kinder way to say it. She was super stupid, and he didn't know how that made him feel.

On one hand, he was glad that she was dumb. As it turned out, she was making him not have to fight by herself. On the other hand, the carefully planned plan, that would've been a master stroke of improvisational strategy, became largely unnecessary. And he honestly didn't know what to think about it. Should he be rejoicing that he didn't have to bother, or cursing because he did bother and ended up doing something pointless?

Victor sat down and sighed, tired and confused. For one, he just wanted to go back to sleep. He wished he hadn't stolen whatever it was from the girl, because if he didn't, he wouldn't have to deal with this. Maybe if he didn't steal stuff, he wouldn't be in this mess.

Unfortunately, whatever happened, it happened. Now he was here, and he had to deal with it any way he could.

"You know, we're too far away to do anything." Victor said idly.
Man, it's sometimes hard to remember that the setting's supposed to be somewhat 1920's.
btw, me and rofls got Wi-Fi back
Our wi-fi went back on so it's all good now. I'll get to responding sooner or later
I noticed I didn't add my pirate's height, so I fixed that.

Also, @Lugubrious, the Mind sculptor's almost done, but I'll lose Wi-Fi soon. I have too many spells to think of so I'll pm you the sheet later with everything except the spells I don't have yet. PM because he's potentially a bad guy and he has a lot of secrets.
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