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Working on my CS right now. Probably going to submit it sometime tonight!
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In the middle of exams. Apologies to all RPs for the silence. Responses will come soon tho!
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Wildest thing I learned was that the Mistborn series is loosely tied with the Stormlight Archive in this incredible novel universe Sanderson is making.
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I think The Long Night was amazing. The Battle of Helm's Deep for GoT, and it pulled it off wonderfully.
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Yo! I'm Torack, you can call me Jay!
I've been RPing for a long, long time. I blame it on my overactive imagination, but it's a wonderful medium to put all these creative ideas into some sorta use. My favourite genre is fantasy. Straight up fantasy. It can be high fantasy, low fantasy, dark, modern. I love fantasy, grew up with it. I also like sci-fi, dystopian settings, etc.. Characterization and character driven stories are my favourite type of RPs, I like seeing them grow and change and the way characters react to completely shit and horrible situations. It's always a fun time.
Personally, my hobbies include reading, although recently the only types of reading I've been doing is from text books ffs. I like sports, any type of sport really, except soccer. My legs are way too clumsy for that sport. Music is something I love, R&B mostly, although I'll listen to mostly anything.
I also love pie. Pie is life, especially pecan pie. It's damn near traumatizing knowing that I haven't eaten any in like five years. Sad times.
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I've been RPing for a long, long time. I blame it on my overactive imagination, but it's a wonderful medium to put all these creative ideas into some sorta use. My favourite genre is fantasy. Straight up fantasy. It can be high fantasy, low fantasy, dark, modern. I love fantasy, grew up with it. I also like sci-fi, dystopian settings, etc.. Characterization and character driven stories are my favourite type of RPs, I like seeing them grow and change and the way characters react to completely shit and horrible situations. It's always a fun time.
Personally, my hobbies include reading, although recently the only types of reading I've been doing is from text books ffs. I like sports, any type of sport really, except soccer. My legs are way too clumsy for that sport. Music is something I love, R&B mostly, although I'll listen to mostly anything.
I also love pie. Pie is life, especially pecan pie. It's damn near traumatizing knowing that I haven't eaten any in like five years. Sad times.
Discord:
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I guess, if anything, the dragonborn is a hereditary thing, so it makes sense that a human would get it. I mean, the first dragonborn was a man, then you got Talos who was also dragonborn, both of them northmen (I think). So it'd make sense that Talos's offsprings just passed it on down and the dragon soul just happened to land in someone years later. Highly unlikely that that would be an elf, uno.
This is just a theory that sprang up on me like right now, so I don't know.
This is just a theory that sprang up on me like right now, so I don't know.
This sounds interesting. I'm interested!
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I'm interested in this! Sounds so interesting, definitely count me in!
Ok, this seems really interesting! I'm interested!
No worries, I'll get my post in by tonight!
Looks like our 7th member is finally here? Eyyyy welcome!
The cut, although not that deep, bothered Kaito and along with the pressure from his Shadow double, his concentration threatened to shatter. But he couldn’t let it; he took this risk to put on a grand show, a few more scars on his upper body would be a fair price to pay for an exhibition like no other. And that thought pushed him harder, pushed him to ignore the pain welling from all the cuts and scratches on his body, and to ignore the blood streaming down his exposed half like rivulets.
And so he danced with his mirror image, matching stroke for stroke, feint for feint. Although, he had to admit he noticed Shadow Kaito slowly gaining the upper hand the longer they fought, and if he continued with the same dance, he knew it’d be the end. Of course there existed the slight fear of how far Shadow Kaito was willing to take this fight – a thought that ran through his mind as he dodged and countered. Then, suddenly, he shifted into the Wrath of The Twin Dragons, all thoughts focused solely on pushing his counterpart and putting him on the defensive. He feinted, stepped back and continued the duel, turning round in large circles as the two of them danced.
At the far end of the circle, just before he was about to complete a savage set of swings, he noticed Grey Skies laying down as though asleep. His eyes widened in momentary shock mixed with anger and humiliation.
Enraged – and in one complete maneuver – he savagely parried a couple of attacks from Shadow Kaito, turned, sheathed his weapons, and walked out of the ring to collect his fallen swords barely recognizing that his wounds had suddenly somehow disappeared.
And so he danced with his mirror image, matching stroke for stroke, feint for feint. Although, he had to admit he noticed Shadow Kaito slowly gaining the upper hand the longer they fought, and if he continued with the same dance, he knew it’d be the end. Of course there existed the slight fear of how far Shadow Kaito was willing to take this fight – a thought that ran through his mind as he dodged and countered. Then, suddenly, he shifted into the Wrath of The Twin Dragons, all thoughts focused solely on pushing his counterpart and putting him on the defensive. He feinted, stepped back and continued the duel, turning round in large circles as the two of them danced.
At the far end of the circle, just before he was about to complete a savage set of swings, he noticed Grey Skies laying down as though asleep. His eyes widened in momentary shock mixed with anger and humiliation.
Enraged – and in one complete maneuver – he savagely parried a couple of attacks from Shadow Kaito, turned, sheathed his weapons, and walked out of the ring to collect his fallen swords barely recognizing that his wounds had suddenly somehow disappeared.
The moment the arms grasped his legs, Kaito cut them on his left leg, pivoted on his right and turned, cut the rest of the arms, pivoted once more as he turned again all in one fluid motion followed by a savage upward thrust at the just-now engaging Shadow Kaito to parry an attack, then he swung his other sword in a sideways arch to open up his opponent’s midsection for a savage kick which he hoped would cause it to double over so he could roll over its back in order to get away from the massive behemoth behind him and focus all his will into fighting himself.
Kaito Fen opened his eyes the moment the two creatures joined together, a mixture of emotions crossing his face within the mask going from shock to disgust then to wonder. When the arms reached out for him, he noted the slowness of the behemoth before him and dodged out of the way of a few before he realized they were going for his swords.
In the span of a few moments he closed his eyes and refocused the center of his mind’s eye replacing the two writhing dragons with a large magnificent sword. And Kaito Fen shifted his dance into another. Song of Ten Thousand Blades.
His swords became like fans around him as he moved through the slow and massive arms, swirling around them when through the shadow he saw… was that himself?
Kaito Fen suddenly threw a sword at what he hoped was the creature’s chest, hoping again well it would land and slow the creature even more. The moment he threw the sword, he ran at the false Kaito Fen unsheathing his last sword and began whirling it in time with the other and shifted it mid-run to make a sort of eight figure around him in case those massive arms reached for him.
In the span of a few moments he closed his eyes and refocused the center of his mind’s eye replacing the two writhing dragons with a large magnificent sword. And Kaito Fen shifted his dance into another. Song of Ten Thousand Blades.
His swords became like fans around him as he moved through the slow and massive arms, swirling around them when through the shadow he saw… was that himself?
Kaito Fen suddenly threw a sword at what he hoped was the creature’s chest, hoping again well it would land and slow the creature even more. The moment he threw the sword, he ran at the false Kaito Fen unsheathing his last sword and began whirling it in time with the other and shifted it mid-run to make a sort of eight figure around him in case those massive arms reached for him.
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