MechonRaptor

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

Location: Homeroom
Outfit
Interactions with: Selene @RBYDark, Sadie @alexfangtalon, Maeve @TheIrishJJ

“Excellent! Well-"

Blake looked at Selene with every intent of paying attention to what she was going to say, only for a familiar voice to ring behind him and breaking that attention that he had cast upon her. Turning to face the direction of the voice, he noticed that it was Maeve and gave her a warm smile. He hoped that she was doing alright, along with her brothers, seeing as they were both new here, along with being foreigners. He also loved their accents, and hoped one day that he'd be able to replicate various accents all in the name of acting. That, and he found it pretty cool to do so.

So when he began to open his mouth to say hi, he immediately closed it as his teammate decided to answer Maeve with her own thoughts. Her words sounded harsh to the ear, but Blake detected the intent of what she was attempting to communicate. Seeing an opening, Blake responded with "Nothing wrong with trying to get this project settled, and it's been good Maeve, I'll have to ask you how yours has been later." He stopped there, noticing another familiar face approaching.

This time it was Sadie, but it was also due to the project. He was glad to have at least one familiar face on the project to work with, and since she was very well mannered, he knew she could help him make friends. He stopped that train of thought, focusing on what the others had to say about what they should do. It caused him to ponder what he would want to do, but he felt he could let his more artistic side show in this project too.

"I wouldn't mind creating the volcano, and we could come to my house to do some different experiments besides the regular baking soda volcano if you want. I have a spacious backyard, or we could test it in the front yard... Either way, I wouldn't mind accommodating everyone, it would be pretty fun." he told them, holding a confident smile in hopes of creating, well, hope in them that they'd get this done right, but have fun with it too.

Location: Homeroom
Interacting wth: Conan
Outfit

Nathan's stares at Poetry's lamenting was thankfully interrupted by the sound of an Irish accent hitting his ears underneath his earbuds, hastily taking them off to face the voice. Upon seeing that it was Conan, a wave of hidden happiness and nervousness swept across Nathaniel, masking it behind an almost unfaltering, content smile on his face. He was glad that it was his rested and relaxed face, otherwise he'd feel embarrassed. He was asking Nathan if he was doing anything after school, and to a point, he really wasn't. He had planned on doing his regular routine, going to work out at the community center, swim afterward to cool down... Spend most of his day there...Alone...

The thought of hanging out with someone else somewhat terrified him, if he was being honest, let alone with someone he didn't really know. Sure, he somewhat knew Conan, but would he have to meet his parents? Interact for prolonged periods of time? What if he messed up somehow... His interactions with other guys his age was often limited, so it was a decision that, while regularly shouldn't take that long, was taking Nathan quite awhile to answer, let alone think of a decision in the first place. When he realized he was staring, he quickly shook his head to snap out of his trance of thoughts, taking a deep breath so that he didn't sound awkward when he would answer.

"I... I guess I'm free, I suppose. I, uh, don't know where you live though."

The Maple Neighborhood [Comedy / Episodic Slice-of-Life]

If this is full and someone wanted to join, I don't mind if someone takes my spot... if it was being saved. I'm perfectly content with lurking in the shadows ^_^

Warcraft: Legions Gambit

Alina Erebos

Alina retracted slightly from her focus upon a sudden felbat crashing into the ground beside her, injured but not dead due to some sort of golden explosion she had seen in the sky. Turning to face the direction of where the area could have came from, she noticed the elf whom was a part of her group holding some sort of bow that some defenders of Elune were using, her eyes locking with him briefly as she realized his intentions, returning him a nod to signify she understood his intentions. Returning her focus to the struggling demon bat, her hands glowed a bright, resolute light as she glared at it with disgust. "May the light purge you!" She yelled, smiting the bat without restrain and watching it writhe before dying. Satisfied with the dead felbat, she turned her attention to a new threat, one that made her filled with both a burning desire to purge it from this land, and yet a similar desire to make sure her group doesn't get injured in the process.

However, the demon that looked like some sort of Doomguard, but she knew that it's power surpassed a doomguard... And if that was the case, she wasn't sure if they would be able to stop it, but she wasn't afraid to try. They had stopped something of similar power on the Broken Shore, but that was with the combined forces of the Alliance and Horde. And while they were both grouped together with the warden's now, she could still remember the death of Tirion by it's hand. In fact, it seemed after some attempts from the Wardens, the others were recklessly throwing themselves into the fray without a plan. The death knight was using it's own frigid spells in an attempt to grab it's attention, something Alina wasn't so sure would be wise. Sure, she knew death knights didn't feel pain, but she also knew that they'd be dead if they allowed themselves to be crushed or destroyed beyond repair. The paladin, too, was charging without restraint, causing Alina to stare at them in anger before rushing to their aid, shouting at them:

"Be wary! A demon of similar power killed Tirion Fordring! I'll protect us as best I can!" Making sure to keep her attention on the Doomlord along with her distance, she took a deep breath before focusing the light onto the Draenei into a shield. She knew it wouldn't last long, but hopefully it would be able to protect him from a singular attack. Taking another breath, she swiftly raised her left hand and fired 3 bolts of light at the Doomlord's face.

Warcraft: Legions Gambit

I'll see if I can't make a post Sunday. I'm gonna be kinda busy tomorrow from dusk until dawn >_> So I'm sorry for that delay in posting.

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

@RBYDark
It's alright. I'm gonna be busy tomorrow, so I don't mind the short posts ^_^

The Maple Neighborhood [Comedy / Episodic Slice-of-Life]

I'll consider joining, though I'll hold off on a cs until more people join and post their own first.

Warcraft: Legions Gambit

Alina Erebos

Alina's eyes flared with determination as she stood slightly behind the line of defenders, retribution just in reach. She did not forget the hard fought tragedies that had occurred here on this accursed isle. So many people lost... Yet none of them mattered to her except two people that. The very memories tortured her mind, watching as Tirion Fordring was suspended in air by Gul'Dan. She wanted to help, they all did, yet all they could do was watch as his light was burnt to a crisp, falling into the fel lava below. She remembered vividly the tears that streamed down her face in anguish as she protected her fellow Alliance members during the fight against that foul demon... However, that battle taught her that the light wasn't impenetrable. Even the strongest Paladin she had known, one whose connection to the light she considered absolute, had failed him, and she was determined not to let that happen again.
No one would die from abandonment today. She would make sure of it.

Staring ahead, she could feel the light's presence with her, reassuring her to lash out and send these demons back to the hell that they crawled out from. It was here that she noticed the paladin fighting without holding back, and she would have to do the same. An infernal made his presence known to Alina as she watched it crash nearby, releasing an inferno of fel fire around it as it charged at the defenders.
Allowing the light to channel through her, Alina's first reaction was to quickly summon that light into a pillar of holy fire crashing down upon the Infernal, and with a smile she watched as it's flame was being consumed by her own cleansing one.
She then raised her right hand in a haste, firing off a volley of holy light away from her and slamming into the infernal's chest, causing it to stumble in agony before shattering back into rubble. Oh... she knew she was going to enjoy this.

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

I hope it's alright that I somewhat included a bit of Nathan's post into Blake's, as I wasn't entirely sure what to write for my little introvert, so I thought a brief mention about what he was doing would suffice.

Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

Location: Homeroom
Outfit
Interactions with: Nathaniel, Selene Cross @RBYDark,

By far, Blake felt that Mr. and Mrs. Porter’s class would be the best one yet. Not only could he now practice piano or perfect his artistic ambition, he could do so in the presence of others! He daydreamed of all the potential combos of instruments, of singing to someone else’s beat or simply sharing his own designs. It was like a dream come true, and he was entirely optimistic when it came to their joint class. In fact, he managed to convince one of the loner kids to play his violin with him. He saw this as a great accomplishment, as he noticed the kid in his neighborhood, but he never really got to speak to him. Blake learned that his name was Nathaniel, but not much after that. Still, it was a good step forward!

Now in homeroom at the end of the week, Blake didn’t really know anyone in his volcano group, and he saw this as the perfect opportunity to make new friends. In fact, he didn’t really know anyone except Sadie. They had first met because Blake admired her brother when it came to performances, and he was glad that he could find a similar interest with Sadie. Sure, they weren’t as close as he was with Ebony or Poetry, but that was just another reason why this project would be good for building relationships. Sure, he felt you really couldn’t get that scientific when it came to volcanoes except maybe talking about how they work,

And the best part was that he didn’t even have to leave his chair. As he scouted the room for his groupmates, one of them had decided to take it upon herself to find her group. It must of been how he wasn’t particularly busy with anything, except reviewing one of his new favorite songs to play on the piano. He didn’t quite remember her name though… It started with a… S? He thought. Regardless, he was happy that she wanted to talk about the project. The faster they would get it done, the faster they could all have free time to avoid worrying.

“Sure, I don’t mind. I actually kinda want it done as soon as we can.” He replied, a confident, warm smile appearing on his face. He didn’t want to scare her off, but instead wanted to make sure that he appeared decently approachable. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Nathaniel staring at Poetry, but was not paying attention to what was occurring, instead focusing on Selene.

Unknown to him, Nathan wasn’t really sure what to think. He wanted to get the project done, but everyone in his group was doing something different. Taking matters into his own hands, Nathan began to write down some potential ideas for the project, wondering to himself if he would have to do it by himself like he’s done countless times in the past.

The Gamer Squad: Escape The Mainframe

Amethyst's own training area consisted of two different areas, one that appeared like a futuristic mechanical setting, filled with dozens of gears and pipes around the place, along with it being littered with various mechanical monsters, prime for sniping. The other side was a bit more medieval; a forested area filled with alien wildlife. Both of which, upon closer inspection, looked very familiar to areas within the game Xenoblade Chronicles... Which made sense to her. Regardless, she soon found out that, upon crossing over the gap between areas, her weapon and her appearance changed as well.

When they finally reunited, she appeared to be slightly exhausted, yet had no, if at any wounds. She was still regaining her breath as they entered into Dark Souls, her eyes widening in horror at the realization of the game they entered. She knew exactly what they had just walked into, and while she took notice that her rifle was now a bow, and her rather futuristic appearance was now replaced with a blue haired archer outfit, that wasn't the important issue. If this was indeed that video game... Then someone was definitely going to die. Or we all were.
"Well... I suggest we stick together now... Dark Souls is notorious for how hard it is, along with how its catchphrase essentially says you'll die, and it isn't kidding. If we go into this without a proper plan or a semblance of an idea of what we'll do, we're certain to die."