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Current GM of World of Light. When it comes to writing, there's nothing I love more than imagination, engagement, and commitment. I'm always open to talk, suggestion, criticism, and collaboration. While I try to be as obliging, helpful, and courteous as possible, I have very little sympathy for ghosts, and anyone who'd like to string me along. Straightforwardness is all I ask for.

Looking for more personal details? I'm just some dude from the American south; software development is my job but games, writing, and trying to help others enjoy life are my passions. Been RPing for over a decade, starting waaaay back with humble beginnings on the Spore forum, so I know a thing or two, though I won't pretend to be an expert. If you're down for some fun, let's make something spectacular together.

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Did Bridget not acknowledge that Abel suggested they go to the train place, or did you, Galg?
KabenSaal said
Gaols are actually a type of prison.


This I knew.

The symbols generally don't get saved, Sho, so I'll have to make a new one from scratch. I'll see what I can do, though if the lightning v is fine with you, that'd be great.

How is this?
Bridget, Gren, Kuhaku, Abel

Gaolbreak (Pronounced Jailbreak)
Greenback
Acknowledgable (bear with me here)
Backstage
Blockage
Breakage
Backgammon
Blackguard
Backlog
Glad someone did.
Just to note, not all Ursi are made equal. The one that attacked Abel and Bridget was a particularly nasty one, but still not the worst there can be.

No problem, Irish. I was more or less talking to Asura there.
Gren and Kuhaku are already in the train tunnels, while Abel and Bridget are headed there.

Bit bummed out you haven't been reading the IC really.
Lucius Cypher said
Alice dear, he wants to know what sort of theme your character has. Only you know that, since he's a bit busy too find your CS and try to take artistic creativity with it.

Actually I've been doing exactly that for most of them so far, and funnily enough the only one I've gotten dissatisfaction with is the one that was provided to me with the most direction--yours.

Will either of these work, Alice?

AliceZaru said
:O What will my symbol look like CX


You tell me.
After another few minutes of tense waiting, Bridget's probing eyes detected motion in the trees. Sure enough, Abel eventually rocketed out of the vegetation. Despite still managing to run at a good speed, it was obvious he was exhausted; his form was shoddy and inefficient, and his mouth gaped open as he sprinted, gulping down each painful breath. Any hopes his partner might have had that they were home free were dashed when the Ursa Major appeared from the forest on his tail, a little slower but not much worse for wear. Unable to continue, Abel collapsed on the ground, the Ampere falling silently into the red grass as its owner crumpled. Sensing victory, the Ursa Major slowed to a lumbering pace, though it still quickly closed the distance between its salivating jaws and its prey. Abel fumbled for the Ampere, succeeding after a few tries to press the switch that changed it to staff mode. His last-ditch attempt proved useless, however, as he discovered he couldn't coax out a lightning bolt—his aura was too low. Cursing, he looked up again.

The Ursa Major loomed over him, staring at him with its one scarlet eye, clearly savoring his fear. Abel hoisted himself into a sitting position, propping himself up with the butt end of the Ampere while pointing the business end at the Grimm as if it would do him any good. His monstrous enemy snorted derisively and lazily raised a claw to tear out his entrails.

A sudden, high-pitched noise caused it to pause, irritated, but its momentary apprehension turned into rage when a blur shot out from the forest and ripped through its raised arm, nearly splitting the limb in half. Abel's skull rattled as the Ursa Major roared and turned around to take revenge on the new threat. For a moment, the boy was forgotten, and he used the opportunity to push himself to his feet and scramble away. Once he was by Bridget's side, he looked over his shoulder.

Four more students had suddenly appeared. He instantly recognized Mary, the sheep faunus and the first student he had met at Beacon, as well as the obnoxious twins Hansen and Gretchen. The fourth figure puzzled him: it looked vaguely like a young boy, but seemed to be composed of black smoke rather than flesh and bone. It wielded an equally nebulous cutlass, and its eyes shone a viridian green. Only when Pan Neverell -the kid he'd met at the drinking fountain early this morning- appeared did the spectacle make any sense. Must be his semblance or something. At that moment, he also realized that these four teenagers had saved his life.

After a few seconds of savage growling, the Ursa Major decided to attack. It went for the shadow-Pan, aiming a cutting slash at its torso, but the entity merely floated off the ground and out of reach. Abel wondered if it was some sort of ghost, but was answered only moments later when the shadow swooped down and hacked at the Major's wounded paw, finishing the job of severing it. As the Grimm bellowed, Hansen stepped forward and chopped at its flank with his halberd. The Ursa Major, consumed by pain as the bone-white axehead lodged in its flesh, smashed him with its good paw. Though the blow could have killed someone like Bridget or Gretchen, Hansen absorbed it with his back like it was nothing and chopped again.

The Ursa Major, now badly hurt, began to understand that it would lose this fight. It tried one more time, lunging at defenseless Gretchen, but missed as the slender girl sidestepped before stabbing its paw with her burning cattle prod. With an ugly, frothing snarl, the Ursa Major retreated. It thundered across the clearing, straight past Abel and Bridget, and into the cave. The siblings gave chase, followed closely by Mary, who held the crossblade that had gotten the Ursa's attention. The only one who paused was Pan, flanked by his living shadow.

“We'll take care of this. You had better rest up a moment and let your aura heal you, then get moving.”

With a slight inclination of his head, the blonde boy raced into the cave. His shadow stayed a second longer, staring at Bridget's face, before following.

It was a moment before Abel spoke. “That was...too close. I'm happy with moving on. Maybe we...try for train place?”
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