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I am more interested in what happens if two telepaths read each others minds at the same time.
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I guess you can say Trevor and the Head Nurse are simply the Kelly and Michelle to Agatha's Beyoncé. (Possibly my favourite line in a roleplay ever.)

I'll hopefully be able to reply in a couple hours. I'm filming something for uni today from 3pm and I need to grab a few things from town beforehand, but I think I'll have chance to post.


We trust you, Tyler. We trust you.
It didn’t seem like Casper and Diego had much in common but their conversation was a well rounded one and pleasant, in lack of better words. The more Casper talked with the other boy, the nicer and kinder he turned out to be. ‘And you thought he was in a gang…’ Perhaps he had been, but one’s past didn’t matter, right? The only thing that matters is where you’re going. He never laughed at the smaller boy as he expressed his failure in the arts of music which was honestly a sweet gesture. Perhaps Casper had indeed played the guitar the wrong way, he probably had. If Diego said so, it was probably true, given the fact that Casper’s knowledge of instruments was less than naught.

“Oh uhm…” The boy looked down scratching the back of his head. What was he at the academy for? Of course it was to get his certification, but Casper honestly had perfect control over his powers so it wasn't like he needed to learn how to master them. There was a lot to develop, however. He wouldn’t say no to some physical training either, given the fact that he had signed up for Adam’s class. That man was offering some very interesting classes. “Well…” Casper looked up again, placing his hands on his thigh as he spoke. “I want the NEST thing…” He began. “And…I’m getting a normal education, too.” All the core subjects were a must for him. After all, Casper left school to go here so he might as well fill his days with an actual education, he’d need it. “And Blackmore’s class…” He nodded.

What exactly did ‘combat training’ entail? Casper was a competent marksman, he’d give himself that much, but was it not honestly a waste of time to teach him martial arts? Even if he was a master martial artist, his size and physical weakness would be an enormous handicap not worth overcoming. He wasn’t interested in doing that, either. He just wanted to grow a spine and learn how to face danger like someone worthwhile.

It was safe to say that both boys were pulled out of their conversation once a hulking mass of flesh decided to walk by. ‘That’s the teacher…’ Casper thought quietly for himself. ‘What the hell has happened to him…?’ The mere sight of this man…thing…sent shivers up the boy’s spine. Could something even look like that? Well, yes. That question was answered rather easily, but why. Something must have happened because no one could give birth to that. At this point, Casper threw the ‘don’t be judgemental’ thought out the window. It wasn’t human to just see that and roll with it without a second thought. It wasn’t like Casper was going to run away or try to harm him or anything.

“Th-that’s one of the teachers…” He gulped, motioning towards Ruben as he turned his sights to Diego. “I…I don’t remember his name…” He had seen that other boy assist Ruben, however. Funny, he didn’t remember the names of the two most unique people at the academy. That was just sad.
Thinking has now become something we all need to be careful with!! *Puts up a warning sign for thinking.*
Do we actually need more people? I honestly think we have enough.
Smoking indoors was never a very good idea, not that smoking itself was great for your health, but subconsciously, Casper appreciated that Diego would keep the cigarette out of their conversation. The gentle smile on his lips would perhaps describe such an appreciation. Diego was a lot sweeter than his appearance would let off at first sight and his voice was so calm, so quiet. Casper wasn’t good at reading people but judging from the larger boy’s appearance and personality, maybe he had gone through a few notable things which brought him here. Though, all of that could just have been judgemental bullshit. Anyone can look like however they damn well please, but Casper had a tendency of letting his thoughts travel when seeing other people. It was honestly a defence mechanism, he just liked to analyse people in an attempt to see what was hiding behind their faces. It was good to know.

The conversation continued towards Diego’s guitar. It was given to him by his grandmother, it would seem. “That’s sweet…” Casper smiled, leaning back against the tree. He never knew his grandparents. Actually Casper’s family was incredibly small. Most people on his mother’s side he had never met, or even knew that they existed, and on his father side, war had ravaged through the family. Apart from his aunt Naya and his uncle Olaf, he didn’t know what else hided within the Hayat or Sjöstrand families. Naya usually visited during the holidays but Olaf was rarely ever present in anyone’s life. He was a man with a lot of money and no time, rather spending his time at whatever office he was working at. It must have been horrible to never see your father because he was working all the time. “H-hey…” Casper continued, cutting out of his thoughts. “You’re still good…” It so typical for people with skill to be humble and deny their abilities. Perhaps in someone else’s eyes Deigo would need a lot of practice, but to Casper, he was good. “N-no one at home plays an instrument…” The smaller boy shook his head.

Khalil was into a lot of things but he never picked up an instrument. It was rather curious, actually. Being the spiritual man that he was, one would expect him to enjoy such artistic methods of getting one’s feelings out. If he didn’t spend so much time doing yoga when he wasn’t at the store, perhaps he would have learned how to play an instrument.

Actually, Casper did try to play the guitar…once. “I…” He started, but looked down slightly as he spoke, was he blushing? “I tried to play guitar once…” The boy looked down on his hands as they fiddled together like they always did when he was insecure. “I-it hurt my fingers too much…” God, that must have made him sound like a bigger pansy than Diego probably already thought.

Diego’s sudden outburst caught the smaller boy off guard, but he quickly stopped himself. Casper looked at him and blinked a few times in confusion. Was what he said that corny? Well, yeah, it was. At least Diego wasn’t laughing at him, that would have been a bit worse. Though who’s to blame, really? Some things just shouldn’t be said to people you just met.

“Oh…” Casper’s eyes trailed down to the portable game console in his bag. His Playstation Vita was, as pathetic as it sounds, his only friend. It was the one thing that kept him busy between classes and the one thing that would keep his mind off of everything else that was happening. Well, that and shooting things. On the island he didn't really get many chances to indulge in the latter, however. “I…” What was he suppose to answer, exactly? ‘I like games where you kill shit because it makes me feel good!’ “I like…action games.” Yeah, that worked, that sounded a bit better. He found them both entertaining and an escape from reality. In there, Casper could actually be someone, he was actually worth something. He would have gone on a rant, telling Diego exactly which games he likes, Final Fantasy, Ninja Gaiden, Devil May Cry, Metal Gear Rising, Metal Gear Solid…but he wasn’t going to. He already had a 'pansy stamp' on his forehead, it was best not to add ‘geek’ next to it. “I also airsoft…a lot…” And he was actually good at it! That wasn’t so corny, was it? People seemed to like action stuff so why would that be any different. It should totally have made Casper popu-…no, never. ‘Don’t even think like that, idiot…’
Hey reading the IC, for Casper if he replicated a device like his phone or his Playstation, once he goes back to the original won't it not have anything that he did on the replicated version? Like game progress or recent call history or anything?


If Casper plays a replicated version of his Playstation, nothing will be saved on his original one. Once he copies something with a memory card, everything on that memory card will exist within the copy. However, nothing done with the copy will ever affect the original.

Once the copy vanishes, he can replicate a new phone or playstation, if he does, the replica has the same information saved on it that the original did. The previous replica doesn't exist anymore, along with anything that was saved on it.
I would just like to say that Casper is the cutest thing ever and I want to hug him.


Thank you ^^
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Son you get BACK HERE and ASSIMILATE WITH THIS COW.


No!!
I have said that I wanted to be in Ruben's class but I actually changed my mind. I want Casper to be in Adam's class. His classes are more aching to what Casper wants to develop.
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