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Well that's just silly.
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Naw, I only stomp players who intentionally go against the rules or try to aggravate others. I'm really a big sweetie.
I noticed several edits. By the by, nice catch with the including people in the post title. Even I f*cked up the first post. I am shame.
Vocalia wins the "First after Spawnling to Post" contest. I eagerly await the rest of your posts. :)
Agreement. I believe I'm with Andrej
We have begun. At the moment, all the clubs and sports teams are out in full force in the commons trying to recruit. There are stalls for free snacks and information, maps, documents, everything you may expect from an opening day. It is the first day of school, but classes don't start for three days. Returning students will be settling in their dorms, promoting their clubs or sports, or simply finding familiar faces. New students will be confused, lost amidst a sea of booths, stalls, and strange new faces.
Let's get to it people!
Supreme - Since we're both on the Jousting Team, I went ahead and am just putting Simon on intercept with Zarahk.
Ugh what I wouldn't give to be able to modify font size and color...
Let's get to it people!
Supreme - Since we're both on the Jousting Team, I went ahead and am just putting Simon on intercept with Zarahk.
Ugh what I wouldn't give to be able to modify font size and color...
Simon, Zarahk
Grey took a deep breath of the morning air. So many scents...so many students. It's gaze slowly scanned the commons, filled to bursting with booths and stalls and so many many species. The clubs were out in full force to recruit new members. Grey chuckled, descending the steps of the main building to walk through the crowds. Minotaur barkers stood around the wrestling booth, where small skirmishes were being held. In the small ring, two Cyclops' squared off, not trying to win but trying to be as flashy as possible. Near them, Mermaids in swimsuits lounged around the swim team's booth, clearly riding on sex appeal to bring in new members. A kappa handed out flyers nearby as a loud crack rang out, turning heads to the Jousting Booth. A centaur took a heavy blow from a tiger hybrid, their lances ringing out above the hundreds of voices clammering for attention. A gargoyle swooped low, waving at Grey as it trailed a banner for the Astronomy club. Grey grinned, waving back, black eyes slowly sifting through the crowd for familiar faces. Banners of all sorts soared overhead, a brilliant clash of colors. Gardening, Flying, Theater, Fencing, it was boggling to the new students, their heads swiveling this way and that. Grey knew the feeling. Some of these young ones had never left their homes, or even seen creatures outside their own species, let alone this many in such a small space. Fear, excitement, joy, nervousness, confusion...the scents of so many emotions bombarded the Head of Ouroboros. He smiled, eager to meet new faces and reassure them with what he already knew.
It would be one of the best years of their lives.
KRACK!
Simon jolted under the hit, hooves skittering to gain footing as he slid to a clumsy halt. Diana gracefully stopped herself at the opposing end, face hidden under the massive helmet. He knew, however, that she was smirking. He chuckled, voice echoing through the heavy helmet as he touched the massive dent she had left in his shield.
"Since when is it common practice to put a lightweight offense against a heavyweight offense?"
Diana pulled the helmet off, sliding one hand through her hair as beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks as she quirked a brow, face unreadable.
"You volunteered for the first bouts to get attention. That paired you with me."
"No one else would be so crazy..."
"What?"
"I said 'Oh right!'"
Simon pulled his helmet off, hair a wild mess as always as he trotted to the side, grabbing his water bottle. Laying the lance in the rack, he watched Diana canter around, shouting to other members of the team to get in the makeshift ring. He walked to the side, leaning on the booth as his eyes roamed the crowds. They had a sizeable crowd watching their little bouts. Diana had managed to convince the academy to give them a double space to allow demonstrations of jousts. It was a clever tactic. But the angry glares from rival clubs suggested it had chafed a bit. Simon grinned, water bottle still between his teeth as he glanced around. Their location still wasn't prime...with the mermaids flaunting their bodies on one side and the ever popular art club on the other, he could tell they wouldn't have a particularly large influx of new members this year. And that made Diana over aggressive to the rest of the team, pushing them harder then normal. The centaur rolled his shoulder, the heavy plating of his uniform starting to wear on his muscles. Diana's voice rang out as two senior jousters took positions.
"Simon! Where's Zarahk?"
"Probably hitting on the mermaids?"
"Find him! He's supposed to be handing out flyers!"
Simon chuckled, opting to simply wear the jousting armor. With it's vibrant colors, worn out appearance, and the large team emblem on the shoulder, it would serve well as advertisement for the team as he searched for his friend. He gave a salute to Diana.
"On it, Horny Spider Search Team is a go."
The centaur trotted towards the swimming booth. Zarahk's habit of flirting with anything and anyone of the female gender made that the first obvious place to look. A loud crash resounded as Simon walked headlong into a pair of Sirens from Choir, tangling himself in quite a jumble.
"Sorry! Sorry! Didn't see-OW-didn't see you guys!"
"Dammit Cloudbrain! Ow! OW! GET OFF!"
"Can't...hoof...under...butt-GAH! Okay, CRAMP CRAMP we're good!"
He cantered off, humming loudly as the Sirens yelled a stream of insults at his back.
Grey took a deep breath of the morning air. So many scents...so many students. It's gaze slowly scanned the commons, filled to bursting with booths and stalls and so many many species. The clubs were out in full force to recruit new members. Grey chuckled, descending the steps of the main building to walk through the crowds. Minotaur barkers stood around the wrestling booth, where small skirmishes were being held. In the small ring, two Cyclops' squared off, not trying to win but trying to be as flashy as possible. Near them, Mermaids in swimsuits lounged around the swim team's booth, clearly riding on sex appeal to bring in new members. A kappa handed out flyers nearby as a loud crack rang out, turning heads to the Jousting Booth. A centaur took a heavy blow from a tiger hybrid, their lances ringing out above the hundreds of voices clammering for attention. A gargoyle swooped low, waving at Grey as it trailed a banner for the Astronomy club. Grey grinned, waving back, black eyes slowly sifting through the crowd for familiar faces. Banners of all sorts soared overhead, a brilliant clash of colors. Gardening, Flying, Theater, Fencing, it was boggling to the new students, their heads swiveling this way and that. Grey knew the feeling. Some of these young ones had never left their homes, or even seen creatures outside their own species, let alone this many in such a small space. Fear, excitement, joy, nervousness, confusion...the scents of so many emotions bombarded the Head of Ouroboros. He smiled, eager to meet new faces and reassure them with what he already knew.
It would be one of the best years of their lives.
KRACK!
Simon jolted under the hit, hooves skittering to gain footing as he slid to a clumsy halt. Diana gracefully stopped herself at the opposing end, face hidden under the massive helmet. He knew, however, that she was smirking. He chuckled, voice echoing through the heavy helmet as he touched the massive dent she had left in his shield.
"Since when is it common practice to put a lightweight offense against a heavyweight offense?"
Diana pulled the helmet off, sliding one hand through her hair as beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks as she quirked a brow, face unreadable.
"You volunteered for the first bouts to get attention. That paired you with me."
"No one else would be so crazy..."
"What?"
"I said 'Oh right!'"
Simon pulled his helmet off, hair a wild mess as always as he trotted to the side, grabbing his water bottle. Laying the lance in the rack, he watched Diana canter around, shouting to other members of the team to get in the makeshift ring. He walked to the side, leaning on the booth as his eyes roamed the crowds. They had a sizeable crowd watching their little bouts. Diana had managed to convince the academy to give them a double space to allow demonstrations of jousts. It was a clever tactic. But the angry glares from rival clubs suggested it had chafed a bit. Simon grinned, water bottle still between his teeth as he glanced around. Their location still wasn't prime...with the mermaids flaunting their bodies on one side and the ever popular art club on the other, he could tell they wouldn't have a particularly large influx of new members this year. And that made Diana over aggressive to the rest of the team, pushing them harder then normal. The centaur rolled his shoulder, the heavy plating of his uniform starting to wear on his muscles. Diana's voice rang out as two senior jousters took positions.
"Simon! Where's Zarahk?"
"Probably hitting on the mermaids?"
"Find him! He's supposed to be handing out flyers!"
Simon chuckled, opting to simply wear the jousting armor. With it's vibrant colors, worn out appearance, and the large team emblem on the shoulder, it would serve well as advertisement for the team as he searched for his friend. He gave a salute to Diana.
"On it, Horny Spider Search Team is a go."
The centaur trotted towards the swimming booth. Zarahk's habit of flirting with anything and anyone of the female gender made that the first obvious place to look. A loud crash resounded as Simon walked headlong into a pair of Sirens from Choir, tangling himself in quite a jumble.
"Sorry! Sorry! Didn't see-OW-didn't see you guys!"
"Dammit Cloudbrain! Ow! OW! GET OFF!"
"Can't...hoof...under...butt-GAH! Okay, CRAMP CRAMP we're good!"
He cantered off, humming loudly as the Sirens yelled a stream of insults at his back.
Just covering the bases. About two hours give or take before I'm done with work, then sign ups are closed and the IC will start.
I'm seeing a lot of its and maybes for knowing each other. So, to simplify this, anyone who is in the same age group, you've been in the same class together for the duration of your time here. As such, you know your class mates *18 year olds know each other, 19 year olds, etc etc*. Club members know each other as well. First years know no one. Beyond that, is player choice. I'll say Simon probably knows all of you in varying degrees *except first years* If anyone would like to NOT know Simon for whatever reason, state it now, or forever haver a centaur in your life.
Statue weight - Assume that if he's as strong as a muscled human, he can only carry as much as a muscled human.
I'm on a phone so I can't double check wendigo. But ghost works.
I probably don't have to say this but all you sexually active characters, make sure you don't get explicit or do anything to make another uncomfortable.
Statue weight - Assume that if he's as strong as a muscled human, he can only carry as much as a muscled human.
I'm on a phone so I can't double check wendigo. But ghost works.
I probably don't have to say this but all you sexually active characters, make sure you don't get explicit or do anything to make another uncomfortable.
Didn't see the new posts. Simon hasn't slept with the succubus *he hasn't slept with anyone*, though he's no doubt friendly with her. He's friendly with everyone who isn't a jerk to him.
Azathoth - accepted and ehhhh let's axe the parking this time. It felt weird.
Wendigo or ghosts are allowed. Be aware of limitations and such *you're incorporeal so you can't touch certain things*
Azathoth - accepted and ehhhh let's axe the parking this time. It felt weird.
Wendigo or ghosts are allowed. Be aware of limitations and such *you're incorporeal so you can't touch certain things*
First years probably wont know anyone. I'll leave it up to you guys, but any of you are welcome to already know Simon, since he's very open and friendly. And he tends to walk into people due to air head tendencies.
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