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Sweet! I was a bit worried this had died before it began. Unfortunately I've got a full closing shift tonight, but if I don't have a post up today than for sure tomorrow.
"Do devils eat imps or do they get along like horses with goats" ?
Not sure if this is still accepting, but just in case it is I'll get starting on a CS and then I'll finish up after class.
Name: Santiago (JImmy) Orozco
Nationality: Mexican-American
Appearance: 5 foot 7 inches tall. Medium tan skin, heavy at the waist but leaner arms and legs. Long curly black hair, and brown eyes. Fuzzy beard that's mostly dark brown, but with the occasional white, grey, red and black hairs. Usually wears basketball shorts and a tshirt unless the situation dictates something more formal in which case he'll usually have on a pair of black khakis and a red shirt.
Personality: Jimmy is a typical INFJ personality. That is to say he can get along with people well, when he so chooses and is fairly adapt at reading them. The problem is he can't be around others for too long before burning out and so is in constant need of alone time. He has a strong sense of right from wrong and tends to put animals before other people.
Likes: Dogs(especially his)
Reading,
Writing,
Video Games
Dislikes: Romantic movies,
HOt days,
Bio: Jimmy was born the usual way, with his mom screaming about how she hated his dad for doing that to her. In the beginning he was an open child anxious to talk to anyone around him, but people kept complaining and then he got quiet and self conscious. So a lot of time was spent thinking about how to be liked, or least hated. Honestly, if less rocks were thrown that would've been an improvement. He never did anything really special in class, always finding himself towards every class's medium with the exception of math which was always a rock on the razor's edge.
Chosen Abilities*:
Electrokinesis-The ability to create, shape, and manipulate electricity, granting control over electric fields, electric charges, electric currents, and electromagnetism.
Jimmy is far from tapping into the more complex abilities that electrokinesis would allow and so focuses more on the purely electrical part such as waves of electricity, tasering people with his touch and powering electrical devices. He prefers to manipulate existing electricity instead of using his own for two reasons: he can't generate a lot yet(he can't even create enough to kill a regular person,) and using his own drains him.
Fusion-The ability to combine two separate objects for a small amount of time.
Currently he's incapable of fusing organic with non-organic entities, he can't hold more than a single fusion at a time, isn't capable of fusing more than two separate objects, and can't hold a fusion for more than ten minutes. He cannot force two living things to fuse against their wills. After a fusion Jimmy is always exhausted and its much worst if he was involved in the actual fusion. When he himself is involved in a fusion any injuries or damages taken will only apply to him after the fusion is ended..
Trivia:
Name: Santiago (JImmy) Orozco
Nationality: Mexican-American
Appearance: 5 foot 7 inches tall. Medium tan skin, heavy at the waist but leaner arms and legs. Long curly black hair, and brown eyes. Fuzzy beard that's mostly dark brown, but with the occasional white, grey, red and black hairs. Usually wears basketball shorts and a tshirt unless the situation dictates something more formal in which case he'll usually have on a pair of black khakis and a red shirt.
Personality: Jimmy is a typical INFJ personality. That is to say he can get along with people well, when he so chooses and is fairly adapt at reading them. The problem is he can't be around others for too long before burning out and so is in constant need of alone time. He has a strong sense of right from wrong and tends to put animals before other people.
Likes: Dogs(especially his)
Reading,
Writing,
Video Games
Dislikes: Romantic movies,
HOt days,
Bio: Jimmy was born the usual way, with his mom screaming about how she hated his dad for doing that to her. In the beginning he was an open child anxious to talk to anyone around him, but people kept complaining and then he got quiet and self conscious. So a lot of time was spent thinking about how to be liked, or least hated. Honestly, if less rocks were thrown that would've been an improvement. He never did anything really special in class, always finding himself towards every class's medium with the exception of math which was always a rock on the razor's edge.
Chosen Abilities*:
Electrokinesis-The ability to create, shape, and manipulate electricity, granting control over electric fields, electric charges, electric currents, and electromagnetism.
Jimmy is far from tapping into the more complex abilities that electrokinesis would allow and so focuses more on the purely electrical part such as waves of electricity, tasering people with his touch and powering electrical devices. He prefers to manipulate existing electricity instead of using his own for two reasons: he can't generate a lot yet(he can't even create enough to kill a regular person,) and using his own drains him.
Fusion-The ability to combine two separate objects for a small amount of time.
Currently he's incapable of fusing organic with non-organic entities, he can't hold more than a single fusion at a time, isn't capable of fusing more than two separate objects, and can't hold a fusion for more than ten minutes. He cannot force two living things to fuse against their wills. After a fusion Jimmy is always exhausted and its much worst if he was involved in the actual fusion. When he himself is involved in a fusion any injuries or damages taken will only apply to him after the fusion is ended..
Trivia:
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Mind if I jumped to us breaking down the door? I sorta wanna start blowing stuff up...
Sure. lol I guess that wasn't too good of a post. I figured we'd talk for a turn, see how everyone reacted to the idea, and then go and break the door but live and learn : P
"I won't take it the wrong way." Santiago said, walking slowly behind Greg. "I didn't know there was anyway you could take a statement other than as a bit of air your exhaled a certain way to make a certain sound that your brain recognizes as a certain message. How interesting. I'm learning stuff all the time. I guess the fortune cookie was right. Ha! That's two pounds that Britash man owes me! Oh wait." A shadow fell over Santiago's face. "He's back over..." He looked around. "Whichever way home is." He twirled his finger in a circle just to make sure he got the general direction.
He stopped talking when Greg entered the room and peaked around the man's shoulders. "I take some exception to that young(er) man." He said pointing at the contents inside without getting any closer. "The place isn't destroyed. There are still walls without holes around it, a floor beneath it, and if you look straight up your eyes won't sear in their sockets because of the lack of sunlight pouring in because of the roof still being a roof instead of a pile of... A pile of... a heap of was-roof!" He nodded and put his hands on his hips, a trait he'd gotten from his mother who did it every time she was right. "Er... Maybe it isn't my room" He said scratching his nose. "Check the closet for jeans. The room I showed up in had lots of jeans so I knew it wasn't mine as I never wear the bloody things."
He stopped talking when Greg entered the room and peaked around the man's shoulders. "I take some exception to that young(er) man." He said pointing at the contents inside without getting any closer. "The place isn't destroyed. There are still walls without holes around it, a floor beneath it, and if you look straight up your eyes won't sear in their sockets because of the lack of sunlight pouring in because of the roof still being a roof instead of a pile of... A pile of... a heap of was-roof!" He nodded and put his hands on his hips, a trait he'd gotten from his mother who did it every time she was right. "Er... Maybe it isn't my room" He said scratching his nose. "Check the closet for jeans. The room I showed up in had lots of jeans so I knew it wasn't mine as I never wear the bloody things."
"Good Evening warden Wong." Jimmy nodded towards the warden. "I'm James, but you can call me JImmy on the account of the fact we'll be diving headfirst into what's probably a suicide mission so if there's ever a time for being informal I'm sure this is it. As for others, that's the one good bit of news you and I are likely going to get tonight. There's actually quiet a few of us going in." He turned and looked out the window. "Whatever's going on over in that building, its got the wardens worried, especially with all the teams that went in and hadn't come back."
There was a floor clicking as someone new came in. Jimmy turned eyes turned to see who it was. He wasn't sure who the man was, but that didn't really matter, did it?. The man didn't seem like talking either. He just gave them a nod and started setting up a defense for the room. "Good idea." He said, nodding to the new comer. "Too bad I didn't think of that. Not that it would've done any good since I'm not really good with wards, especially doing it on the field."
Jimmy turned and looked towards the door. "Someone's coming." He muttered. "And they don't sound happy about it." A few seconds later woman came in, the kind of woman you didn't really see too often outside of fighting games and bodybuilding expo. "Evening O'Bagley, welcome to shit show, which'll start just as soon as the rest of the members of our party show up."
There was a knock at the door, and then it opened up, revealing empty space. "Hmm." Jimmy scratched his chin and reached for his staff but someone appeared. It was a warden who promptly reported for duty. "Welcome Mltese, It's good to have you. I'm sure glad we'll have someone good with veils with us." There was a sound as someone new came in right after Warden Miltese who seemed a bit nervous about being late. "Wouldn't dream of it." Jimmy said, grinning. "When your going into hell, its not a bad idea to take all the friends you can get get your hands on."
"So" Jimmy said rubbing his hands together. "I'm sure you've all heard stories about this place and how there's a ton of red vampires going in and out, and everything else stays away, right?" He put his hands behind his back and looked through the window at their target. "Over a dozen wardens have gone in and none have come out. They've tried everything from scaling the building to parachuting to the building, and even sneaking in from the back. None of it worked, apparently. So, here's my idea." He took a moment to look at the wardens. "We just walk in." He grinned, trying to look confident, butt there's was a single drop of sweat that threatened to give him away. "We'll just stroll in and start shooting reds."
There was a floor clicking as someone new came in. Jimmy turned eyes turned to see who it was. He wasn't sure who the man was, but that didn't really matter, did it?. The man didn't seem like talking either. He just gave them a nod and started setting up a defense for the room. "Good idea." He said, nodding to the new comer. "Too bad I didn't think of that. Not that it would've done any good since I'm not really good with wards, especially doing it on the field."
Jimmy turned and looked towards the door. "Someone's coming." He muttered. "And they don't sound happy about it." A few seconds later woman came in, the kind of woman you didn't really see too often outside of fighting games and bodybuilding expo. "Evening O'Bagley, welcome to shit show, which'll start just as soon as the rest of the members of our party show up."
There was a knock at the door, and then it opened up, revealing empty space. "Hmm." Jimmy scratched his chin and reached for his staff but someone appeared. It was a warden who promptly reported for duty. "Welcome Mltese, It's good to have you. I'm sure glad we'll have someone good with veils with us." There was a sound as someone new came in right after Warden Miltese who seemed a bit nervous about being late. "Wouldn't dream of it." Jimmy said, grinning. "When your going into hell, its not a bad idea to take all the friends you can get get your hands on."
"So" Jimmy said rubbing his hands together. "I'm sure you've all heard stories about this place and how there's a ton of red vampires going in and out, and everything else stays away, right?" He put his hands behind his back and looked through the window at their target. "Over a dozen wardens have gone in and none have come out. They've tried everything from scaling the building to parachuting to the building, and even sneaking in from the back. None of it worked, apparently. So, here's my idea." He took a moment to look at the wardens. "We just walk in." He grinned, trying to look confident, butt there's was a single drop of sweat that threatened to give him away. "We'll just stroll in and start shooting reds."
Sounds good to me. I'm guessing this door that you pointed out, will be the wrong room and actually be Sayuri's (@Corporal Lance) room?
Yes sir. At least that's my guess too ^.^
I'm waiting for the short story about Charity and Michael's early days of dating. You get the general story but I wanna read how Charity pursued Michael and the proposal. Is there a short story for that?
Mmm not that I can think of. I know they mention it a few times, especially in the one where Michael's daughter starts to gain her powers but I don't think Butcher did one about just them.
Although I"d love to read it too because its so unfair that we know Michael killed a dragon but haven't got any juicy details on the fight >. <
Sorry. Not my best. Ddn't sleep well last night and work was a bitch. >. <
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