phillmyster

the "Legacy" cast green room.

Phill: sasgfdkjsdkakgdfkhgfdkg *incoherent babble, since he was beaten to an inch of his life* (worth it)

Griff: jajajajjajajajaja youre more disfigured than the creepy sanji!! jajajajaja "

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Blake, standing next to Conrad began to ponder on that speech, lifting his hand to his chin he thought out loud, “Director Ozpin didn't inspire everyone in the room , if any at all, with that speech, but why wouldn't he, could it be that he's not enthusiastic about training us? But, why wouldn't he, he's the director, it's not making sense.
On the other side, his word's are full of wisdom, is it to not let knowledge guide us but we guide ourselves? No, that's not right. I think the gist of it would be that we should be sure about the path we decide to take. Hm, could he have second thoughts about something in this school?”
realizing he had just psychoanalyzed a speech, without any prior knowledge, out loud, and that people stared at him, he addressed them “Or maybe I'm thinking about it too much” he smiled awkwardly. Looking not to far ahead he noticed a man sitting on top of another man drawing some attention as well, so he wasn't the only odd one out there.
“Conrad, sorry for spacing out there. It appears we have the rest of the day, should we train, try to meet potential teammates, or explore the place? I'm fine with any or something else, what do you say?”

One Piece: Legacy

I agree with sable, just be patient. We're doing fine

the "Legacy" cast green room.

I REGRET NOTHING

the "Legacy" cast green room.

Griff: As much as I would like to ascend to the roll of man, I would like to keep my body from suffering a 10 richter scale earthquake.
Phill: as someone living on an earthquake country, it's not so bad....
Griff: Wait, were did those guys come from? the ones who reached nirvana just now

the "Legacy" cast green room.

Griff: *tinkering with his gadgets* "You know Dani, I could make a pretty realistic plastic/metal model, then you could really fuck yourself, no harmfull meaning intended. You'd just have to pose "like one of jacks french models" for an hour or so"-blood driping from his nose-
Phill: And now Sable has D****s scribled everywhere, with foam eyebrows and colonial foam hair

the "Legacy" cast green room.

well, it was a sunday xD, so most people are doing nothing

the "Legacy" cast green room.

Phill: so, I've got a tradition that im going to apply right now, he's asleep, so with this marker, and this shaving foam, his face will never be the same again
*scrible scrible scrible scrible*

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Im here

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“The names Conrad”
“OH! Sorry I didn't mean to disturb you,” Blake extended his hand and shook Conrads “I'm Blake Silverheart” Blake took a knee and took a closer look at the sword, “4 times older than both our ages combined huh” taking out his tower shield from his arm he showed it to Conrad, A shield as big tall as Blake with a sword carving in the middle, one would wonder how Blake could fight with such a big shield and a spear, “that's 2 times more than my shield, my father made it, he was a great blacksmith, taught me everything I know about it, he wanted to become a Hunter but sadly” he paused “he couldn't” he said looking at his shield with nostalgia, melancholia and a touch of pride.
Turning his normal expression back on he continued “So now here I am, tacking on the dream” pointing towards the sword carving he explained “the sword on the front of the shield symbolizes that defense can be a great attack”
As Blake was explaining more and more people started to leave towards the assembly, Blake took notice of it and, after Conrad has responded, suggested that they make their way to the assembly too