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6 mos ago
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7 yrs ago
Merry Christmas boyos, don't forget to, like, be a good person and stuff. Also start thinkin of a new years resolution you'll actually go through with.
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8 yrs ago
Status update: staying up all n8ght fuckin sucks and procrastination is a vile temptress.
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9 yrs ago
4 months into this hole 'being a responsible adult thing' and I've come to a conclusion: It sucks and I want to go back to the days where I didn't have to plan out my game time.
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9 yrs ago
Was supposed to be productive tonight. . . will try to be productive in the morning
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That's an hilariously evil rule to have.
@Mr Allen JI'm interested in joining this RP(and have a lot of character ideas buzzing in my head for it), but I have a few questions:

What are the divisions of NEST and what do they do?

Can I have a character that is just a conciousness, and thus is basically immortal?

By paranormal, does that include Ghosts, spirits, and other beings of that persuasion?

And finally, just out of curiosity, why don't you like characters with tragic backstories?
I'm not of drinking age, so I don't get the luxury of hangovers.
Reggie sucked in a breath as Blake took the sheath and swung it into his side, the force of the blow nearly bringing him to his knees. He was barely able to keep from keeling over, swaying slightly in his stance and nearly letting his sword slip through his hands. He was able to power though it eventually, but as his vision focused again, he started to think he'd fainted and was having a very weird dream. He took this moment to pinch himself, than slap his face, then tried pinching again.

Okay, I'm not dreaming, so this is really happening. Calm yourself, Reggie, take deep breathes and relax. He attempted to do just that, but the moment he did so, Reggie felt his side ache with the pain from the previous blow. Okay, forget breathing, lets just save the freak-out session for later. Right now, you have to accept the fact that an Orange giant, a yellow elf, a ghost, and a weird blue girl are walking down the street like they own the place . . . . . Nope, can't do it, this is way too weird.

Just as Reggie was about to seriously question his sanity, he remembered something that Blake had just said not to long ago.

I'm just looking for somebody in the area. Not sure who they are yet, but I'll know them when I see them.

"Hey Blake, would that quartet of oddity be the 'someone' you were looking for. If so, I can see why you said that you'd know them on sight. I think that white one is glowing too, damn, today just keeps on getting weirder and weirder. Guess we'll save the spar for later, huh?" Reggue sure hoped so, cause that hit had hurt like hell, and was aching like a bitch. He wasn't keen on becoming a walking bruise, or worse, by sparring that guy anytime soon again. Not too mention that Reggie had the sneaking suspicion that Blake had been going 'easy' on him. That was not a comforting thought, not in the slightest.
Aiden


"How cold of you Gwen, I've been hear the whole time." Aiden's voice would echo around the room, the source unclear, until water droplets in the air slowly began coalesce together until he was standing right next to Gwen. "Like my new trick, picked it up while I was training, though I've only just gotten good enough with it to make it useful in a fight."

Aiden was decked out in his usual attire, his mixed blue eyes glowing with excitement as he thought of the challenges to come. These shining orbs would focus on Trissiana's energetic form, followed by a chuckle at her exclamation. "Don't give yourself a handicap already, you don't know who you're fighting yet."

In another corner of the room, Xavier was enjoying a cigarette, trying to calm a case of the jitters. An endeavour he was failing if his case of restless leg syndrome was any indication.

Revan


Revan was taking a nap in the Haroy Room, dressed in Nigel's special nano-uniform. He currently had it in the shape of a light grey T-shirt and some jeans, the harpy's Wing insignia emblazoned on the froht in a distinguished black. It seemed like Revan was among the least entertained or excited avout this whole thing, and surely on of the least anxious.
@Kal-ElAnd Revan's here to reminded him that those new powers are going to mean jack-shit when it comes to the ass-whooping he's about to get from Revan . . . if they meet in the ring that is.

Edit: Posted, sorry if it's crappy and short, but I have so many characters in this that I decided that just a short post to establish where they are and their current attitude would be a good place to start
@Renny About. Goddamn. Time.

Will get a post up tomorrow.
Reggie was confused by Blake's words, but didn't have much time to think on it as his opponent suddenly decided to attack him. Thinking fast, Reggie un hooked the sheath from the belt, then swung his seord, sheath and all, at his opponent's head, keeping it from falling off with his fingers.. Once he made contact, he'd release his hold on the sheath, drawing the blade out as he followed the momentum of the swing, launching a spinning back kick into his opponent's gut. The leg would land behind him as he took a stance, his naked blade shining as the sunlight danced upon it's razor-sharp edge.

He hesitated slightly on what to do next,as he didn't want to hurt Blake, or worse, kill him. He doesn't seem to have the same reluctance, however, so it would be best to be prepared to get my hands dirty. The thought of hurting this man made himsick, but he swallowed it down as he took a defensive stance, not willing to attack his opponent as he had no idea what they could do.
Don't know who your looking for, yet you'll now them when you seem 'em. That doesn't make any sense. Reggie couldn't help but wonder as 'Blake' told him his reason for being in town, as well as telling him he's not an alien. That last thing was BS, he knew what he saw back in the forest, but he decided not to push the issue. Obviously, Blake was keeping low and undercover, and probably wouldn't appreciate a human messing his plans. Maybe when he's less busy Reggie could talk to him about . . . if he could find the guy later, that is.

Reggie blinked slightly in confused surprise as Blake seemed to,challenge him to,a fight. Besides that being an obvious indicator that this guy wasn't from Earth since people haven't done that since the dark ages, it also seemed unfair since the man was unarmed.

"Okay, I'm cool with a littlr spar, though i'm a bit confused since you don't have a weapon. Do you fight unarmed or something, cause if so, I'm not to comfortable swinging a sword at you."
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