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Rosemoss said
Accepted


YAY! will work on a post post-haste.
Dear gods it's been a long day, but I FINALLY got around to finishing this guy
Name: Derek Wilde
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sign: Taurus
Special Powers: Juggernaut Charge (when charging, nothing can stop him until he stops himself)
Personality/Bio: The term bull-headed often comes up when people attempt to describe Derek, he is stubborn beyond belief and loyal to the bitter end, despite this at his core he is actually warmhearted and an optimist, though also filled with an unbreakable will and a burning rage that, while not easily provoked, can have disasterous consequences. Derek believes in facing his challenges head on, with the tenacity and force of will to back up that approach, Derek has a tendency to charge head first into problems, often with disasterous results, though his heart is generally in the right place, sometimes this approach in literal, as is his policy in dealing with bullies, sometimes it's more figurative, as with studying for tests. No matter the case, if you're a friend, Derek has your back, no matter what.

Do you look different when you change?:
Other:
Dibs on Taurus please?
Prince of Seraphs said
Dude that was a jackass move on Oscar's part.


Yeah it was kind of a jackass move. It was hard to write, and even harder to send, and probably should have come with one of those warning they have before some Tv movies, the 'this movie in no way reflects the views or opinions of the people who work at this tv station' but it WAS how Oscar would respond to an insult of his home, he is kind of overprotective of the place and sometimes that overprotectiveness gets the better of him, not that that excuses it, and I'm not generally one of those people who uses 'it's what the character would do' for being a jackass, not that any of that excuses it, I guess it just is the way it is. But at the same time he still heard and empathized and appreciated Erin's story, he just....reacted to the wrong thing.

(TLDR VERSION: Sorry, my bad)

On an unrelated note, that was quite poetic the "Victory Doesn't Always mean Success" that Peter added, and No, it certainly doesn't.
Finally got around to posting
Oscar watched as she stood up and looked back at him, finding herself a comfy spot as she spoke, he had figured he would find out about her past, but he hadn't expected it all to be so blatant and sudden as it was, but he managed to keep his cool, listening intently, leaning in from his spot, his elbows on his knees, his neck bent as he looked up at her with his hands folded together, occasionally leaning back and stroking what little facial hair he had in interest as she told her tale. "Adam found me weak and barely alive in the middle of the street. My boyfriend at the time had been abusing me and controlling me and I had pushed everyone away." Oscar's fingers became clenched in fists of rage as he heard about the abuses the pretty redhead before him had suffered at the hands of one she had so trusted. They unclenched as she continued to tell of Adam's stubborn and tenacious nature. At this he leaned back, and smiled slightly, he had suddenly gained a new perspective on the relationship of the two, and had some newfound respect for Adam's tenacity.

Oscar regained his composure and upon hearing the last bit of Erin's monologue, felt the hackles on his neck rise, he sensed his jaw begin to stiffen and his knuckles begin to curl up in an attempt to control himself Now all I have is a shitty life here in this hell everyone calls camp..." Oscar took a deep breath and watched as the beautiful redhead brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear, he closed his eyes and counted, now was not the time nor the place to express what he was feeling, so he, putting on his empathetic face, not a false one by any stretch, and he looked at her in the eyes, he could see that she was questioning why she had told him this, and he wondered himself, she certainly didn't owe him anything, and what were they, Friends? hardly, Acquaintances? maybe, but that certainly didn't warrant the information she had told him, but he put that out of his mind as he formulated a reply.

"I.....wow, just....wow" he managed to get out after a moment. Inwardly berating himself for the social fumble he cleared his throat and tried again "I guess....thank you, for sharing, I know it sounds not very masculine, but I appreciate you trusting me with that" He cleared his voice again before he continued "And for the record, I'm glad you're here, it means I got to know you, and thats an experience, something worthwhile and worth suffering for" Oscar smiled at the red head, attempting to convey some compassion and empathy as he did.

"But, and I don't mean to be rude, especially after you've just shared your food, past, and company with me, not to mention I find you quite attractive, so please don't take this the wrong way but..." His caveat over Oscar's tone became more intense, not yelling, not angry, not even stern, just....intense "if you EVER insult this camp that way again, we are going to have serious issues, because not everybody has the luxury of hating this place, see for some, it's more than just the place that saved us, that taught us that we aren't total freaks of nature, that we can have normal lives again, it's more than a place to train, and make friends, and eat shitty food, for some of us, this place is HOME, and I WILL NOT let you come into our home and insult it" Oscar took a moment to catch his breath before he realized that he was standing, he sat back down in his chair and put his head in his hands, catching his breath and calming himself down. "I'm....I'm sorry" he stuttered after a moment, the cool of his voice and eyes returning "I....I don't know what came over me, I guess I got a little carried away"
"Yes, I'm okay now...Th-... Thanks okay..? Not many people would help someone like me, unless you count Adam out there." Oscar smiled in response to the bit of observation, and tipped an imaginary hat at the girl, still exhausted, full, and rather sleepy, he chuckled again and responded with "I'm not like most people" he turned to face her, seeing her red hair shimmer in the waning sunlight of the continuing afternoon. Oz yawned again, marveling at just how incredibly red her hair was then continued "Besides why wouldn't we count Adam?" but Oscar's ears perked up at the mention of Erin's singular state, he raised an eyebrow in semi-disbelief before getting out "Oh....I had just assumed....." He scratched the back of his head with one arm, raising an elbow and turning his head slightly as he did, a nervous tick that he had had for quite sometime.

Oscar wasn't sure what to say at this point, while it certainly freed up at least one of his reservations for going out and teaching peter a lesson, he wasn't entirely sure what else to do, the moment to either do or don't had passed, and anyway, after that mess of a situation Oscar doubted if the boy wouldn't be joining the 'sparring group' that had been theoretically formed over dinner, and that would provide many opportunities for pay back, also Oz was still quite enjoying his seat on the chair. Oscar threw his neck back and felt the stretch as he looked at the sun, the pale light of the afternoon ball of fire made everything look serene on the campgrounds. As Erin responded Oscar retracted his neck and looked back at the red-headed girl.
HellHoundWoof said
Lol its cool I'm just yanking your chain man


In that case, Well played good sir, well played
Uh-oh, shit's about to go down, excuse my french
HellHoundWoof said
Fun fact: After someone has had joints in freezing cold, it is unwise to put these joints into warm water as it can cause them to develop severe arthritis in said joints.


Guess you learn something new every day

Also, I'm sorry If Oscar gave Erin arthritis, he was only trying to help, it seemed like the thing to do
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