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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.
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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I may be interested in this if signups reopen. Hello Whirlwind and Lucius.
With a look of confusion, Zander peered at his partner. Ever ready to provide information, Zoe did her best to illuminate him, though she was somewhat unsure herself. “They're like...moving paintings. They tell stories.” Shrugging, Zander turned back to face the human while Zoe continued to speak. “I am not too sure about us really. As far as I can remember, we were made as one angel but being two people feels very natural, yes?' Zander nodded.” As for the demons, it's fairly safe to say they're coming from hell. If you were watching us during that fight, you know that we don't need any help.”
An idea popped into Zander's head. Taking his partner aside, they whispered together for a moment.
“Maybe we can use this guy,” he began
“Why? He might be a sensitive, but I don not care for his comment about demons. He might be able to punch out one of the measly troops, but even against a monster like Buer he would be hopelessly outclassed. If we are going after Astaroth, he will only slow us down and get killed.”
At this point, Zander was shaking his head. “No no no, he is just as likely to get himself killed on his own. With us, at least he would have some protection. Besides, we need to get sensitives on our side, so that they can be beacons of compassion in this world.”
Zoe rested her head in her hand. After a moment of consideration, she consented reluctantly. “...Fine. If he's dismembered, it's on your hands.”
“Mine are the only hands, feathers.”
“Shut up.”
The two looked back at Eric. “On second thought,” Zander began, a bright look on his face, “We're doing some patrolling of our own. We could use your help to direct us to any demon hotspots. Know anywhere that demons like to mingle?”
An idea popped into Zander's head. Taking his partner aside, they whispered together for a moment.
“Maybe we can use this guy,” he began
“Why? He might be a sensitive, but I don not care for his comment about demons. He might be able to punch out one of the measly troops, but even against a monster like Buer he would be hopelessly outclassed. If we are going after Astaroth, he will only slow us down and get killed.”
At this point, Zander was shaking his head. “No no no, he is just as likely to get himself killed on his own. With us, at least he would have some protection. Besides, we need to get sensitives on our side, so that they can be beacons of compassion in this world.”
Zoe rested her head in her hand. After a moment of consideration, she consented reluctantly. “...Fine. If he's dismembered, it's on your hands.”
“Mine are the only hands, feathers.”
“Shut up.”
The two looked back at Eric. “On second thought,” Zander began, a bright look on his face, “We're doing some patrolling of our own. We could use your help to direct us to any demon hotspots. Know anywhere that demons like to mingle?”
As Abel watched the shreds of Bridgett's combat uniform drift to the floor, he caught himself wishing that she had been wearing it. Banishing the thought from his mind, Abel spoke up with his own idea. “I think it's too late to explore the campus. We were given a room in the main dorm building; since we have our first real day of school tomorrow, we probably ought to head there when we're able. Bridge, I'll tell someone about your...uh, clothes.”
Abel gave a slightly forced wave for the benefit of his team. “I'll get going. See you soon?” At a loss for how else to contribute to this situation, he left with some haste. He spent several minutes walking around the clinic trying to find the staff. When he finally found someone, it was revealed to be the same nurse that Bridgett had accosted earlier. The woman, busy with her checks and preparations for the coming day, didn't seem to notice him until he placed his sizable form straight in her path. “'Scuse me,” he said, louder than he expected, slightly surprising the nurse. “My friend Bridgett doesn't have any clothes. I mean, she's not naked, she's got this gown thing, but she'd like someone else. Something else, I mean.”
The nurse gave him a withering look. “I'll let someone know,” she replied with steely politeness, and Abel -rather embarrassed at this point- hurried away.
On the way to the dorm room, he wondered if he could have said anything else back in the medical ward. It felt like he wasn't doing enough for them, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out how to be a better team player. “Guess I'll have to leave teamwork to combat,” he muttered as he walked the dim hallway.
Abel gave a slightly forced wave for the benefit of his team. “I'll get going. See you soon?” At a loss for how else to contribute to this situation, he left with some haste. He spent several minutes walking around the clinic trying to find the staff. When he finally found someone, it was revealed to be the same nurse that Bridgett had accosted earlier. The woman, busy with her checks and preparations for the coming day, didn't seem to notice him until he placed his sizable form straight in her path. “'Scuse me,” he said, louder than he expected, slightly surprising the nurse. “My friend Bridgett doesn't have any clothes. I mean, she's not naked, she's got this gown thing, but she'd like someone else. Something else, I mean.”
The nurse gave him a withering look. “I'll let someone know,” she replied with steely politeness, and Abel -rather embarrassed at this point- hurried away.
On the way to the dorm room, he wondered if he could have said anything else back in the medical ward. It felt like he wasn't doing enough for them, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out how to be a better team player. “Guess I'll have to leave teamwork to combat,” he muttered as he walked the dim hallway.
Jangel13 said
Yeah but what would a welder teach if everyone has weapons
Such a teacher could instruct weapon-repair, help the students upgrade their weapons or make new ones, or create dust-infused clothing or armor.
Captain Jenno said
Yep! Move done, work in Germany done, mental health stable! Hey everyone!
Hello, and welcome back!
Me when Stefan gets well.
I think we need to be galvanized into action. Maybe we all ought to go to sleep and get ready for classes tomorrow?
It's a secret to everyone.
Name: Algernon Fullbuster
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Color: Amber
Course: Math
Semblance: Algernon can put people to sleep—and not just with his lectures about calculus. If he yawns, everyone in a radius around him will instantly succumb to slumber, and if he stifles that yawn, he puts himself to sleep. While not effective at all in a wide-awake combat situation, Algernon still sees his unique little power as useful.
Weapon: The underside of Algernon's watch is a dart-shooter. It reacts to the muscles in his wrist; if he extend his palm, the darts will fire. While the normal darts are coated in sedative and are not very harmful, he owns special dust-packaged darts that can exert quite the elemental effect on their target.
Personality: If it weren't 'Henry', 'methodical' would be Algernon's middle name. Slow, cautious, and thorough, he always makes sure that both he and his students have a firm grasp of whatever comes their way and are prepared for what's next. He is a pacifist that prefers not to fight, but understands all too well the necessity of warfare. While not the most outgoing, he generally likes to help and enjoys forming teacher-student relationships with those attending beacon. Algy is pretty pragmatic and not overgiven to sentimentality, knowing that the overemotional response can often be the wrong one. That didn't stop him from marrying the girl of his dreams, though, but exactly who his wife is he keeps a playful secret from the students—the only hint is that she is another teacher at Beacon.
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Color: Amber
Course: Math
Semblance: Algernon can put people to sleep—and not just with his lectures about calculus. If he yawns, everyone in a radius around him will instantly succumb to slumber, and if he stifles that yawn, he puts himself to sleep. While not effective at all in a wide-awake combat situation, Algernon still sees his unique little power as useful.
Weapon: The underside of Algernon's watch is a dart-shooter. It reacts to the muscles in his wrist; if he extend his palm, the darts will fire. While the normal darts are coated in sedative and are not very harmful, he owns special dust-packaged darts that can exert quite the elemental effect on their target.
Personality: If it weren't 'Henry', 'methodical' would be Algernon's middle name. Slow, cautious, and thorough, he always makes sure that both he and his students have a firm grasp of whatever comes their way and are prepared for what's next. He is a pacifist that prefers not to fight, but understands all too well the necessity of warfare. While not the most outgoing, he generally likes to help and enjoys forming teacher-student relationships with those attending beacon. Algy is pretty pragmatic and not overgiven to sentimentality, knowing that the overemotional response can often be the wrong one. That didn't stop him from marrying the girl of his dreams, though, but exactly who his wife is he keeps a playful secret from the students—the only hint is that she is another teacher at Beacon.
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