Weekly bump...'cause I know how my RPs can seem...
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Wow, it’s been so long...
10 yrs ago
Wifi was down, what'I miss?
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10 yrs ago
:D *trying exponentially harder not too be dead*
10 yrs ago
Still alive, kind of. The wifi hasn't been great to where I wanted it. Either this laptop is connecting and I make my posts tomorrow, or I'm going to the library to make some RP posts.
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10 yrs ago
Again, sorry if I've been running slow...a whole other, months long RP was just shut down, nd that was kind of depressing.
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If his upper jaw got disconnected internally, and both moving his mouth and speaking would have caused his face to warp (yikes), Junpei really would have gone with sign language.
He did say something...he told them his name and grade after holding two fingers up...?
...Junpei has a promethean's disquiet, apparently. Uncanny valley, whoop whoop! If you tell the guy you think his face is pretty, he wouldn't be able to blush for you, but there will be stars in his eyes 'r-really, senpai~?'.
I'd be interested in the Dragon x maiden sacrifice...?
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This should really be in the 1x1 section...
You should make a collaboration post with Reap.
As the foreigner just kept panicking and pointing, the small person took his hand and got up, and Junpei internally scrambled to see if there were any possible injury types that didn't show until it was too late. Head injuries?! People suffering from concussions sometimes didn't feel all too pained in the injured area, then they go to sleep, and...! Bruises could be internal bleeding, or could become blood poisoning?! In all honesty, Junpei wasn't too great with injury and medicine knowledge...sure, he knew how to make prosthetics almost come alive with the right combination of make up, sign language was as familiar as the small scars on the back of his hand, martial arts was as fluid as his ability to walk...but not getting injuries, more like avoiding injuries, avoiding face damage. Internally, his mind ran through all the possible disease that this person may or may not have that could result in bigger injuries (ie brittle bones), feeling like minutes have passed. When, in reality, it had only been a minute.
Getting back to the present, Junpei held out a hand towards the foreigner in a halting motion, "Calm down." Two simple words, spoken in a surprisingly smooth and soft voice...quite unused, and yet somehow not betraying the nervousness he felt, speaking to random fellow students in such a manner. Quirking an eye automatically to the smaller person machine's assurance of being uninjured, then nodding automatically to a student passing on through the area...
'What years are you both in? I am Todoroki Fuyuki, a second year.' Once again, the person used the device to speak for them...at this point, he was almost entirely sure this student was mute. Holding up two of his fingers, "Junpei Yamauchi, second year."
Getting back to the present, Junpei held out a hand towards the foreigner in a halting motion, "Calm down." Two simple words, spoken in a surprisingly smooth and soft voice...quite unused, and yet somehow not betraying the nervousness he felt, speaking to random fellow students in such a manner. Quirking an eye automatically to the smaller person machine's assurance of being uninjured, then nodding automatically to a student passing on through the area...
'What years are you both in? I am Todoroki Fuyuki, a second year.' Once again, the person used the device to speak for them...at this point, he was almost entirely sure this student was mute. Holding up two of his fingers, "Junpei Yamauchi, second year."
All those who knew of enough of Sparta hadn't voiced their confusion, but remained seated quietly. The age of darkness had a deep split down the middle, those who saw the age as detrimental to the humans they fed on, their very specific ecosystem...and those who gave no fuc%s.
"Sparta," Beatrice smiled at the Vampire, "Is no legend. And with all the power of the Light Eaters... Failure is impossible. And I can demonstrate why."
At the word 'demonstration', a number of vampires got up from their seats, Eirham gave a piercing glare at the woman, "You do NOT have express permission for this!" It stands to reason...'light eater'...'light'! "If this demonstration has any form of light manipulation, you must be ABSOLUTELTY NUTS if you're asking the council of vampires if this alright with them in the same room!" The male impure blood, who previously was composed and even indifferent in expression looked absolutely livid now.
Claude, on the other hand, held his hands out..."Well, what did you expect? The dear lady expected a pureblood escorted by a half-blood or human bodyguard, not the whole sunless impure blood entourage..." Leaning back on his chair again, Eirham was just about to snap at him when--
*BANG*
The room feel silent as everyone present just about turned or leaned forward to gape at Sir Claudius, who had leaned a little too far back on his chair and, well...fell backwards, chair and pureblood and all. Silvery hair jutted out messily from such a fall, his arms were still cross, and he had the blankest expression on his face...before his lips curled into a smile, and the vampire man began to chuckle at such a thing to happen to him. How disgraceful! Now actively just laughing at himself for looking like such a fool, the others snapped out of their surprised stupor and rushed to his side.
"Sir Claudius!"
"Claudius!"
"Are you alright milord?!"
Still just chilling on the ground at his leisure, even as some gathered round, he couldn't stop the laughter. Wiping his watering eyes with the back of his hand, he let out a fond sigh, before getting up onto his feet, "I surely must be going stir-crazy..."
"Sparta," Beatrice smiled at the Vampire, "Is no legend. And with all the power of the Light Eaters... Failure is impossible. And I can demonstrate why."
At the word 'demonstration', a number of vampires got up from their seats, Eirham gave a piercing glare at the woman, "You do NOT have express permission for this!" It stands to reason...'light eater'...'light'! "If this demonstration has any form of light manipulation, you must be ABSOLUTELTY NUTS if you're asking the council of vampires if this alright with them in the same room!" The male impure blood, who previously was composed and even indifferent in expression looked absolutely livid now.
Claude, on the other hand, held his hands out..."Well, what did you expect? The dear lady expected a pureblood escorted by a half-blood or human bodyguard, not the whole sunless impure blood entourage..." Leaning back on his chair again, Eirham was just about to snap at him when--
*BANG*
The room feel silent as everyone present just about turned or leaned forward to gape at Sir Claudius, who had leaned a little too far back on his chair and, well...fell backwards, chair and pureblood and all. Silvery hair jutted out messily from such a fall, his arms were still cross, and he had the blankest expression on his face...before his lips curled into a smile, and the vampire man began to chuckle at such a thing to happen to him. How disgraceful! Now actively just laughing at himself for looking like such a fool, the others snapped out of their surprised stupor and rushed to his side.
"Sir Claudius!"
"Claudius!"
"Are you alright milord?!"
Still just chilling on the ground at his leisure, even as some gathered round, he couldn't stop the laughter. Wiping his watering eyes with the back of his hand, he let out a fond sigh, before getting up onto his feet, "I surely must be going stir-crazy..."
Okie dokie! That's why I asked here first...Aram is just going to be in the cooking class room, eating some flan and flipping through one of the texts. On another note, when are the students hanging with Dio finally going to enter into the actual school building? Are they caught up in a magic spell that keeps them looping through the same area? 'Cause that isn't actually all that strange...
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On the other hand, other people have noticed bad mojo...
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On the other hand, other people have noticed bad mojo...
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