Cool! I'll make a Vaenshu character. Do I post it here or the character tab first? That rule kinda confuses me
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The Impatient Patience of Fulfilled Nothingness
STATUS: I decided it was time for a new look. How do you like it? 10 yrs ago
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I decided it was time for a new look. How do you like it?
10 yrs ago
Weekend was busy, hot, and tiring. I have stuff to do, and this week is looking to be a difficult one. This is going to be a VERY uncomfortable part of my life.
10 yrs ago
DAMMIT! SON OF A-! One of my favorite fanfics is stopping, because apparently it's breaking rules. Not only that, The fanfic I'm working on will have to stop too, since it's similar! This sucks! T-T
10 yrs ago
Must...finish...fanfic...Must...not...look into the YouTube comment section of Death Battle...Must...not...get...sidetracked...
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I got into another online argument about shipping again! I said that I ship Blaze with Silver, and they said that she'd be more likely to be in love with Sonic. I can't see how.
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Hiyas! I'm Otomos. OTOMOS THE CRAZY! HYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
I've got a handful of years experience Roleplaying here and elsewhere, so don't think me a rookie! My Avatar once looked like a part of some sort of time-theme, but that's just Chronos after he was brought back to life and upgraded! My more favored avatar is either Dimentio or the Azure Flame God, but how does one resist a clock face?
But that's in the Past. Now it's a pic of Gwyndolin, the Dark Sun!
Prepare yourself for the Persona of the week/Month/Minute/Whatever! Try to guess which Persona it is when you see it in my Signature! This little tidbit starts within a week!
My return to The Guild could mean many things! A new RP, a revival of an old idea, my participation in the arena as a Low-Rank Grunt, but most likely my return means that I'll participate in the more recent RPs!
With that said, remember to eat your porridge and limit your fire usage (we are drowning after all)!
SEEYA'S!!!
I've got a handful of years experience Roleplaying here and elsewhere, so don't think me a rookie! My Avatar once looked like a part of some sort of time-theme, but that's just Chronos after he was brought back to life and upgraded! My more favored avatar is either Dimentio or the Azure Flame God, but how does one resist a clock face?
But that's in the Past. Now it's a pic of Gwyndolin, the Dark Sun!
Prepare yourself for the Persona of the week/Month/Minute/Whatever! Try to guess which Persona it is when you see it in my Signature! This little tidbit starts within a week!
My return to The Guild could mean many things! A new RP, a revival of an old idea, my participation in the arena as a Low-Rank Grunt, but most likely my return means that I'll participate in the more recent RPs!
With that said, remember to eat your porridge and limit your fire usage (we are drowning after all)!
SEEYA'S!!!
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Can I play too? I don't know if I'm too late.
I got an idea of what I want to have Hikaru do next...until then, though: Theme songs! Character themes! Any idea?
I hope that was okay. If I need to change anything, please let me know.
"Wow, this teacher's a strict one...Doesn't really help that he didn't explain how to do this thing before doing it", muttered Hikaru.
The technique, or whatever this was supposed to be, was much easier seen than done for Hikaru. All he saw was a guy walking on the wall, and then the ceiling. He had some idea of how to something. For a moment, he just continued to stare at the wall. He had no idea what to do. It was a wall, not a floor. Unless he wanted them to think of it as a floor. Hikaru shook his head at the thought. It probably isn't as simple.
Hikaru pondered on what to do. He considered just trying it out, but with the fact that he didn't know what he was doing still in his head, he would just look even more like an idiot. This was exactly as difficult as he thought it would be...or maybe not. Maybe he was overthinking it.
With a frustrated sigh, he started gripping his head, trying to figure it out, ending his little thinking rage with yet another sigh.
What was it that he said to do? 'Relax your body and mental state?'...Something about a battle...scolding the other guy that just stated that he was going to be completely dedicated to learning and success...Man, this first day's bringing out my worst thoughts. This does not bode well for the future.
It took another moment of frustrated thinking before he just gave up. He looked up at the wall, and just decided to do the next best thing. Within a moment, Hikaru ran up the wall and onto the ceiling from where he once stood, hoping that the large chance of him injuring himself would force his instincts to do the job for him. When he looked up toward the floor, he realized that this was a bad idea.
However, it was not a fruitless one. For a second, nothing much to consider that good, a small spark of light kept him from falling, but in the end, he ended up crashing into one of the desks.
Hikaru rubbed his head as he got up.
"Ow..."
The technique, or whatever this was supposed to be, was much easier seen than done for Hikaru. All he saw was a guy walking on the wall, and then the ceiling. He had some idea of how to something. For a moment, he just continued to stare at the wall. He had no idea what to do. It was a wall, not a floor. Unless he wanted them to think of it as a floor. Hikaru shook his head at the thought. It probably isn't as simple.
Hikaru pondered on what to do. He considered just trying it out, but with the fact that he didn't know what he was doing still in his head, he would just look even more like an idiot. This was exactly as difficult as he thought it would be...or maybe not. Maybe he was overthinking it.
With a frustrated sigh, he started gripping his head, trying to figure it out, ending his little thinking rage with yet another sigh.
What was it that he said to do? 'Relax your body and mental state?'...Something about a battle...scolding the other guy that just stated that he was going to be completely dedicated to learning and success...Man, this first day's bringing out my worst thoughts. This does not bode well for the future.
It took another moment of frustrated thinking before he just gave up. He looked up at the wall, and just decided to do the next best thing. Within a moment, Hikaru ran up the wall and onto the ceiling from where he once stood, hoping that the large chance of him injuring himself would force his instincts to do the job for him. When he looked up toward the floor, he realized that this was a bad idea.
However, it was not a fruitless one. For a second, nothing much to consider that good, a small spark of light kept him from falling, but in the end, he ended up crashing into one of the desks.
Hikaru rubbed his head as he got up.
"Ow..."
I cannot seem to produce but short posts nowadays. I guess I should have fused the first and the second i nthe first place. Apologies, I'll stop slacking soon. Maybe.
Didn't seem that short to me.
You know what I just realized? I haven't even started the relationship sheet...I should probably do that.
Full Name: Jirou Hamasaki
(or Hamasaki Jirou, if we're doing surnames first)
Age: 30
Home: Kara, Japan (birthplace)
Company Position: IT Support
Appearance:
With a jacket on:
Special Abilities: Jirou has been modified with a device that rearranges light particles surrounding him. This allows him to become invisible, or look entirely different.
Jirou is also fitted with an arm blade, and a deployable, floating sentry bot that he can remotely control to scout out threats and survey an area. It can also shoot out an electric wire that can be used as a tazer of sorts.
Background: "Be polite, and calm, no matter what someone says or does."
"Do not anger anyone for your own selfish reasons"
"If you must choose between being important or being supportive, be unnoticeable."
These were some of the words etched into Jirou's mind since childhood. This was the rule he was raised to live by. He was raised by parents that wished for him to be a pacifist. They were too paranoid that he'd be killed if angered the wrong people with what he thought was right or fair. So he grew up gray and broken. He never got bullied in school, but he never stuck up for anyone who was. He never strove to make friends, for doing so may gain him other people's enemies. He never strove to show himself as a great student, because that would draw more potential bullies to himself. This just about sums up his life from childhood through his teenage years.
Then, one day, he just found himself thinking. Thinking about where his life was going, and how he felt empty. What was he doing in his life? And why did he feel as if nothing changed after all these years? Jirou was questioning the words he was brought up by. He spent a few months thinking, and pondering, and trying to make a decision. In the end though, he ended up convincing his parents to send him to a faraway college, where he'd be able to do something different.
Despite the thoughts he had, Jirou never could get rid of those words in his head. Not entirely, anyway. He was silent in college and learned all he could, just to get it over with, but with all the information and knowledge he got from those years, he never seemed to use them after he got his first and current job. He managed to make a few friends of his own, but once he got his job, they kinda just faded away.
His new job was alright. It paid well, he was acquainted to a few people, and heard about other, more important employees through the quiet gossip whenever they happened to pass by. Despite this, Jirou was still just another office worker. A guy that was just there. An face, hidden in a crowd of hundreds...He didn't know if he liked that, or was just comfortable with it since he lived like that all his life.
(or Hamasaki Jirou, if we're doing surnames first)
Age: 30
Home: Kara, Japan (birthplace)
Company Position: IT Support
Appearance:
With a jacket on:
Special Abilities: Jirou has been modified with a device that rearranges light particles surrounding him. This allows him to become invisible, or look entirely different.
Jirou is also fitted with an arm blade, and a deployable, floating sentry bot that he can remotely control to scout out threats and survey an area. It can also shoot out an electric wire that can be used as a tazer of sorts.
Background: "Be polite, and calm, no matter what someone says or does."
"Do not anger anyone for your own selfish reasons"
"If you must choose between being important or being supportive, be unnoticeable."
These were some of the words etched into Jirou's mind since childhood. This was the rule he was raised to live by. He was raised by parents that wished for him to be a pacifist. They were too paranoid that he'd be killed if angered the wrong people with what he thought was right or fair. So he grew up gray and broken. He never got bullied in school, but he never stuck up for anyone who was. He never strove to make friends, for doing so may gain him other people's enemies. He never strove to show himself as a great student, because that would draw more potential bullies to himself. This just about sums up his life from childhood through his teenage years.
Then, one day, he just found himself thinking. Thinking about where his life was going, and how he felt empty. What was he doing in his life? And why did he feel as if nothing changed after all these years? Jirou was questioning the words he was brought up by. He spent a few months thinking, and pondering, and trying to make a decision. In the end though, he ended up convincing his parents to send him to a faraway college, where he'd be able to do something different.
Despite the thoughts he had, Jirou never could get rid of those words in his head. Not entirely, anyway. He was silent in college and learned all he could, just to get it over with, but with all the information and knowledge he got from those years, he never seemed to use them after he got his first and current job. He managed to make a few friends of his own, but once he got his job, they kinda just faded away.
His new job was alright. It paid well, he was acquainted to a few people, and heard about other, more important employees through the quiet gossip whenever they happened to pass by. Despite this, Jirou was still just another office worker. A guy that was just there. An face, hidden in a crowd of hundreds...He didn't know if he liked that, or was just comfortable with it since he lived like that all his life.
What the...what happened to your other character picture?
(This is what I have so far. If I need to change anything, please let me know!)
Full Name: Jirou Hamasaki
(or Hamasaki Jirou, if we're doing surnames first)
Age: 30
Home: Kara, Japan (birthplace)
Company Position: IT Support
Appearance:
With a jacket on:
Special Abilities: Jirou has been modified with a device that rearranges light particles surrounding him. This allows him to become invisible, or look entirely different.
Jirou is also fitted with an arm blade, and a deployable, floating sentry bot that he can remotely control to scout out threats and survey an area. It can also shoot out an electric wire that can be used as a tazer of sorts.
Background: "Be polite, and calm, no matter what someone says or does."
"Do not anger anyone for your own selfish reasons"
"If you must choose between being important or being supportive, be unnoticeable."
These were some of the words etched into Jirou's mind since childhood. This was the rule he was raised to live by. He was raised by parents that wished for him to be a pacifist. They were too paranoid that he'd be killed if angered the wrong people with what he thought was right or fair. So he grew up gray and broken. He never got bullied in school, but he never stuck up for anyone who was. He never strove to make friends, for doing so may gain him other people's enemies. He never strove to show himself as a great student, because that would draw more potential bullies to himself. This just about sums up his life from childhood through his teenage years.
Then, one day, he just found himself thinking. Thinking about where his life was going, and how he felt empty. What was he doing in his life? And why did he feel as if nothing changed after all these years? Jirou was questioning the words he was brought up by. He spent a few months thinking, and pondering, and trying to make a decision. In the end though, he ended up convincing his parents to send him to a faraway college, where he'd be able to do something different.
Despite the thoughts he had, Jirou never could get rid of those words in his head. Not entirely, anyway. He was silent in college and learned all he could, just to get it over with, but with all the information and knowledge he got from those years, he never seemed to use them after he got his first and current job. He managed to make a few friends of his own, but once he got his job, they kinda just faded away.
His new job was alright. It paid well, he was acquainted to a few people, and heard about other, more important employees through the quiet gossip whenever they happened to pass by. Despite this, Jirou was still just another office worker. A guy that was just there. An face, hidden in a crowd of hundreds...He didn't know if he liked that, or was just comfortable with it since he lived like that all his life.
Full Name: Jirou Hamasaki
(or Hamasaki Jirou, if we're doing surnames first)
Age: 30
Home: Kara, Japan (birthplace)
Company Position: IT Support
Appearance:
With a jacket on:
Special Abilities: Jirou has been modified with a device that rearranges light particles surrounding him. This allows him to become invisible, or look entirely different.
Jirou is also fitted with an arm blade, and a deployable, floating sentry bot that he can remotely control to scout out threats and survey an area. It can also shoot out an electric wire that can be used as a tazer of sorts.
Background: "Be polite, and calm, no matter what someone says or does."
"Do not anger anyone for your own selfish reasons"
"If you must choose between being important or being supportive, be unnoticeable."
These were some of the words etched into Jirou's mind since childhood. This was the rule he was raised to live by. He was raised by parents that wished for him to be a pacifist. They were too paranoid that he'd be killed if angered the wrong people with what he thought was right or fair. So he grew up gray and broken. He never got bullied in school, but he never stuck up for anyone who was. He never strove to make friends, for doing so may gain him other people's enemies. He never strove to show himself as a great student, because that would draw more potential bullies to himself. This just about sums up his life from childhood through his teenage years.
Then, one day, he just found himself thinking. Thinking about where his life was going, and how he felt empty. What was he doing in his life? And why did he feel as if nothing changed after all these years? Jirou was questioning the words he was brought up by. He spent a few months thinking, and pondering, and trying to make a decision. In the end though, he ended up convincing his parents to send him to a faraway college, where he'd be able to do something different.
Despite the thoughts he had, Jirou never could get rid of those words in his head. Not entirely, anyway. He was silent in college and learned all he could, just to get it over with, but with all the information and knowledge he got from those years, he never seemed to use them after he got his first and current job. He managed to make a few friends of his own, but once he got his job, they kinda just faded away.
His new job was alright. It paid well, he was acquainted to a few people, and heard about other, more important employees through the quiet gossip whenever they happened to pass by. Despite this, Jirou was still just another office worker. A guy that was just there. An face, hidden in a crowd of hundreds...He didn't know if he liked that, or was just comfortable with it since he lived like that all his life.
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