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    1. rusty4297 12 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current Apparently I have depression. Explains a lot
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10 yrs ago
You know that college feeling, when everything's gonna be due very soon... Max that... That's on my mind... And the rest of me... ohgodwhy
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11 yrs ago
I think I might be able to start RPing again with the right method to my madness... keyword "think."
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11 yrs ago
What's on my mind just so happens to be my skull... What about yours?
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souleaterfan320 said
FAIL lol


I completely agree, she hasn't responded even a little, maybe my messages on RPG will get through more easily than Skype's will? XD
Ryan raised an eyebrow at Cassius's odd reaction to his voice. He seemed worried or frightened, but Ryan left it be for now. "I'm not exactly sure on the time either, seeing as I only woke up a short while ago as well... I can tell you though, that everyone's okay, maybe a little bruised... Possibly a missing limb or two... But everyone's okay." He expected Cassius would get worried over the missing limb bit that he said, and quickly spoke again, "By missing limbs, I mean wings, but those have been replaced. With a little time, Mike should be fine with the new ones." He then changed his form to that of Mike's with the new wings. He stretched out the wings, to show Cassius before returning to his usual form. "Cassius, all of us that went in there got hurt, and we'll have to get stronger to make sure that doesn't happen again... Ever..."
Stryder said
Why didn't you just have me do it, I've been talking with her frequently I could possibly get her back her


She just joined another RP, so I can probably get a hold of her now, but you should also do so, we need as many people as we can get to come back if we want this to revive
Ryan listened to Raven, nodding when hearing about the DPS of the groups. "Everyone wants to kill the enemies before they can hurt anyone... Specifically them, so they go all-out DPS... But they forget that if you have a good tank, then they're the only one that needs to get hurt. Though, I trust I won't be the only one getting hurt." As Raven suggested Ryan take anyone close to death and leave, Ryan shook his head. He was going to say that he'd take the hits if someone looked close to death, rather than lose the tank as well as whoever was injured, but suddenly Karen had interjected with some information that would take the place of his response. "I guess that's that... I'll just take the hits for them. It's my job to be the one who risks death so the others don't have to anyway." He raised an eyebrow as Raven said something about a new idea. "I won't like any idea that includes the risk of me dying, but I prefer it over all of you dying..."
Ryan had gotten up, agreeing to let Zayne rest a little while before getting the drinks like they had agreed on. As he was leaving though, he heard the strain of a bed as it slightly moved in an attempt to hold the wait above. He turned towards the sound, knowing it was probably Cassius, seeing as he was the only one to have changed his density other than him and X that he could think of at the time. He saw that he looked stressed and glanced to Zayne. If he wakes up disoriented, he might attack her... He closed his eyes, sighing to himself before turning himself black as shadow and almost melting to the floor. He then, in shadow-like form, waited underneath a nearby bed.

When Cassius got up, Ryan left his hiding place, but Cassius didn't seem to notice him. As Cassius seemed to go straight to the barracks, Ryan followed. Cassius seemed off... Something might be wrong, so, for his teammate, he'd try to help. As Cassius knocked on a door, Ryan assumed no one was in there, considering how many people had left the ship or were still healing. "Cassius, is something wrong? Your bed in the medical bay didn't seem... Uniform..." He asked this, having returned to his usual form and walking towards Cassius. "If you need any help at all, any one of us on the team is willing to help."
Minarawr said
Omg why was I not notified earlier!? xD


Dang it Mina, wtf? I've been sending messages on Skype, but to no avail... Where the heck have you been? XD
I've been trying to contact Mina... For anything really, but she's not responding on Skype... Stry, give me a minute, I'll try to interact, I just need to read some to remember where I was last
Hey Soul, I added in the pic of my character (It's just like it used to be) so all is well now, may the John you remember (but with a new weapon) return!
souleaterfan320 said
what is mina's username on here? i dont know it.


I can contact her for you if you want
(I feel like making my character about the same as he was the first time around, once again, so time to bring back the insane, kind-hearted murdering scythe-wielder! Even if he's not using a scythe this time around...)
name: John

appearance:

bio: John always loved martial arts, always getting a thrill out of swinging a bo-staff in swift, controlled motions that flow into one another. Ever since he was a child he's been training with martial arts, the bo-staff being his favorite style to use. He remembers his childhood quite fondly, well... What he can remember. There's often gaps in his memory, every time starting directly before someone got seriously injured, and ending anywhere between a few minutes to an hour or two later. As he got into his teenage years, his mother often nearly forced someone to be with him at all times, he could never understand why. Once he hit the legal age to move out, he instantly did so, having felt smothered the entire time. Once he finally got his freedom, something odd began to happen... A large number of murders began to pop up around town, and often, the police would question him. His black-outs just so happened to coincide with the times of each of these murders. As the police came to his house to arrest him, everything went black. The next memory he had after that was of walking away from his house, holding his hand to a painful spot on his chest. He quite clearly remembers moving his hand away from his chest to see his hand covered in blood, but then, once again... Nothing.

preferred weapon: Glaive

current weapon: The scythe that the reaper had (Koran gave it to John, figured I should update this)

personality: (Soul, you know how me and explaining my characters' personalities works... I prefer to let others judge him themselves)

likes: Martial arts, his friends, jokes, *black out* the scent of blood... The feeling of skin slowly separating as a blade cuts through... Or even... The feeling and sound of someone's skull cracking... heheheh...

dislikes: Jerks, Friends getting hurt *black out* Friends... The lack of the scent of blood... Seems that's lacking right now... I'd love to fix that... Wouldn't you?

rival: (no idea yet)

friend: (no idea yet)

crush: (no idea yet)
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