Tyrant from the West

Riverwood Academy for the Different

Is it too late to care? :C

Persona: Masked Shadows

New Lights University - 3:17 PM Seo just awoke from his nap! Normally this was good, but now it was exponentially shitty. His nap was in his math class, one of the two he was borderline failing. The teacher was boring, and the material even moreso. It was his last math class he needed to pass in order to get what he needed, but he could never bring himself to pay much attention. He could post most of his classes without putting in too much effort, but math was his nemesis. The Grendel to him, the Beowulf. However, he had himself a secret weapon! One that had yet to fail him completely. He employed a tactic used by a few other students he knew, he recorded the class on tape! His parents were able to afford a small HD recorder for him, which he could use to make the lessons a little more 'digital'. Now he could watch the classes over a gain, and binge on the knowledge whenever it was necessary. Anyhow, he took up his camera and gave the classroom a once-over, no one was there. He looked at his watch and it read 3:17 and then turned to 18. His class had been over for about 33 minutes! The fact no one bothered to wake him up sucked, but what sucked even more was that now he had to get rid of all the extra useless video he had recorded. Seo's Apartment - 7:31 Seo sat his computer, with a bowl of cereal next to his mousepad. He was trying to figure out what parts of the lectures he could crop out, and what others he could keep. Already 1/2 of it was gone, and all of the non-verbal information could just be frame-cropped and turned into low-quality pictures to memorize and study later. He took two bites of his cereal and had trouble getting it down, it had gotten soggy. So he pushed the bowl a bit farther away from him, he was done eating for now. He did not want to finish off the soggy crap, just thinking of the taste and texture made him shiver. He figured he would pour himself a second bowl once he was done making his personal study guide.

Into the Flames

@Bravest I'm sorry to say this but honestly im having a really hard time trying to motivate myself to post and keep up. I think im gonna drop this rp.

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

After reading the most recent post i realized part of my own post had been omitted. Either through my stupidity or w/e, i put up the last part of it and it now it actually makes a little more sense considering the situation.

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

Cynric rarely did much work nowadays, thanks to his scheming and his stratagems. However, today was an important day for the people in his merchants guild, or at least those in or near Carthis. Cynric helped supply specialty gear to weapon shops, smiths, armorers, and those alike. Today had been a big day after all, a big day for profit! Paladins were being sword into the order, and being sword in meant getting a bit of a raise, at least in position. Cynric didn't know much about paladin work, but he did know about gifts, positions, and the desire for new gear! He knew that around this time, whenever paladins were sworn in, the shops in Carthis get dealt with quite a bit more for a short time. So it was his job to make sure the stores that work under him were adequately prepared for the onslaught of customers that may come there way! However, now that Cynric was at the Chapel as everything had been finishing up, things were out of his hands now and he could go back to do as he please. Cynric found himself inside the Chapel, praying to the mother for a bounty of customers. Although, this was more of a customary action rather then him truly asking her for help. Cynric was absolutely sure he had played his cards well, so the only thing returning to him would be profit and new customers. After his prayer was done, Cynric stood. The chapel was filled with more then he had wanted. Although that's almost always the case, due to his love of empty chapels. There was an elderly dwarf, and some girl who looked like a maiden. The combination ruined his mood, and had he seen this earlier probably wouldn't have been able to pray as sincerely as he had. Not as though he had been too sincere in the first place, but it would have lacked even more of his faith. He really didn't understand why she would offer her hand in prayer to the rusty old dwarf when men of youth still walked these halls. Why don't her priorities stay with those of kin and blood? Although the scene agitated the merchant, he couldn't bring himself to leave just yet. Although his previous prayers were not passionate, there was one task he requested of the Mother that he feels is worthy of his emotion. However that was not meant to be, soon as he stood up and started to stretch before entering another prayer-like stance, a man came into the church and fell at the feet of the dwarf. He couldn't hear what the man had said, but he then gave him a gem and, shortly after, fell over and died. What in Artorias' name happened? he asked himself, staring over at the scene. He couldn't bring himself to move, this kind of situation was a first for him, drama and death like this wasn't part of his usual scene.

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

Sorry, school and tech got in the way today but that should be over for a while, or at least a good week+ so i can post more often then i will be today! I'ma try to get somethin good in within the next hour.

Academy of the Arcane Artes [Reboot]

EDITIN - MUSIC BECAUSE HELL YEAH

Full Name Gabriel Paxton Fake Name Uriel Nickname(s) N/A Gender Male Age 18 Year 3rd Birthday July 13th Astrological Sign Cancer / Prefers to go by the Celtic Zodiac - Horse Species Human Class Magic Bomberman - Uriel uses explosive marbles to fight for him, each of which is as destructive as a rudimentary grenade. However, each marble he uses has an elemental association. Red marbles have more fire than usual, light blue can shoot out huge water currents but have little direct attack power, yellow has electricity, and ect. Weapon Just a small bag that contains his marbles, which regenerate whenever it becomes empty. It was nicknamed 'Bag of Mayhem' because of its contents. List of marbles include - Red / Fire - Explosive Black / Tar - Oil Dark Blue / Ice Light Blue / Water Yellow / Electric White / Flash - Noise Light Green / Wind - Force Dark Green / Earth Neon Green / Acid - Poison Dark Gray / Cement - Concrete Brown / Wood Light Gray / Smoke Purple / Gravity Also, if Uriel cracks or partially breaks a marble(s) before throwing it, their effects combine in ways different to those listed, such as Earth and fire creating a very small burst of magma, and the likes. The number of marbles used will also change the effects. Such as two cracked earth marbles will create pure iron or steel shards. World Earth Biography Born shortly Lucis and earth came together, he was an orphaned child who was taken in by a magician. A lucis magician, who had turned to earth to live and work there. Gabriel worked under him, and was taken care of. Now, the man who he had been picked up by was no average magician, but instead, was a inter-world weapons smuggler under the guise of a entertainer. Raised by such a man, Gabriel was asked to take up a fake name and was to help him with his duties. He did, with much vigor, help out his foster father. He grew up quickly, and was able to learn from him with little effort or argument. This was all and good, until 'Uriel' grew up and eventually wanted to go to school. At 14, he was invited to the Academy of Arcane Artes, and had a very awkward discussion with his father. Now, although he wished to keep receiving Uriels help, he would let his son go to the school. So long as he stayed safe, and accepted his gift. It was one of their strongest smuggled weapons, the Bag of Mayhem. Personality Uriel isn't too aggressive, but he does enjoy toying around with people when he can. Now, although he enjoys a good fight he isn't up for severely injuring others. He rather, is in a fight so long as he has the spotlight and can cause some destruction. These urges, though, have recently started to dwindle a bit. In his third year, he has been finding himself calm and lacking destructive wants more often then not. Although his history might suggest otherwise, Uriel wants to have a legitimate job. He goes to the school in dreams of becoming a Gate Guardian, and a damn good one at that. Well, good despite the urges to fuck with people wanting to cross through. Partner I guess i need this assigned Fear(s)/Weakness(es)/Limit(s) Uriel only has an average human body, which he hasn't trained too well. Only as strong as your average lad, he can't climb, run, or take hits better then the your everyday joe. His marbles can't be used too close to him, or else he can also be damaged by them and suffer their effects. He gets extremely uncomfortable around races that don't look human-like. He has no resistances to any form of magic, and a good physical attack can knock him out, if he doesn't die or feint due to blood loss. Skills/Abilities/Traits He has a good throwing arm, and accuracy. That is perhaps the only thing that sets him apart from most humans. He can also use multiple marbles at once (up to three) to amplify or combine their effects. Theme Song Down the DAAAAYMAAAN Other Follows authority figures more often then not, despite what his actions may lead you to believe sometimes. ( At least the ones at school ) / Uriel = God is my light. He has sore-spot in his mind about needing tools to be a gatekeeper and to stand a chance a fight. Talking shit about how he can only fight through the bag is a quick way to make an enemy.

Academy of the Arcane Artes [Reboot]

So he is accepted, so long as I change his year to 3rd or 4th? Sweet 8D

Academy of the Arcane Artes [Reboot]

Holy shit this place is getting packed 8D

Astoria Chronicles - Artorias

Someone love me, okay? Okay. Just gimme dem hugs 'fore I snap 'yer neck.

@CorruptedShadow