Can I post my character? Or do I have to wait?
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8 yrs ago
A run-on sentence does not mean a long sentence.
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9 yrs ago
@Ophidian Funny thing, that was always my court.
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9 yrs ago
Nanowrimo time.
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9 yrs ago
I didn't even know Life is Strange had a prequel before Fabricant mentioned it. Going to have to pull some money out of somewhere.
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9 yrs ago
@Fabricant, I think I understand what you're saying, but it still made no sense.
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Would it be okay if introduced another two characters. They'd be related to Aaron and his backstory, and one of them would be more of a supporting character rather than a primary character.
Would it be okay if introduced another two characters. They'd be related to Aaron and his backstory, and one of them would be more of a supporting character rather than a primary character.
Upon hearing of this project, Elizabeth had been unimpressed by the whole endeavor. The thought of being forced to engage in extended correspondence with one of her peers only resulted in her cringing. She couldn't help but observe a lack of any meaningful original thought being expressed. However, it was not as if she had much choice in the matter. She filled out the form with an earnestness and a impetuousness that surprised herself.
Elizabeth quickly turned in the form. This project was going to occupy a great deal of her own time, time which Elizabeth would instead prefer to dedicated to her own writings. In a purely hypothetical scenario, Elizabeth would not so greatly be burdened by a collection of correspondence with someone who possessed as much wit and erudition as herself. Sadly, wallowing in her own intellect, Elizabeth had been utterly disappointed with the status of her classmates' minds. Elizabeth hoped that this would be worth her time at least a little bit, but she figured there was a scant chance of that to ever happen. She simply returned to her desk. Her peers felt an intense dislike of Elizabeth, on which I could clearly trace to their negative reaction to my acerbic snark. Elizabeth saw a definite in that she would be alone at her desk for now. She took out a simple sandwich, bread and cheese and lettuce and tomatoes with turkey and mayonnaise, and began to devour it.
Elizabeth quickly turned in the form. This project was going to occupy a great deal of her own time, time which Elizabeth would instead prefer to dedicated to her own writings. In a purely hypothetical scenario, Elizabeth would not so greatly be burdened by a collection of correspondence with someone who possessed as much wit and erudition as herself. Sadly, wallowing in her own intellect, Elizabeth had been utterly disappointed with the status of her classmates' minds. Elizabeth hoped that this would be worth her time at least a little bit, but she figured there was a scant chance of that to ever happen. She simply returned to her desk. Her peers felt an intense dislike of Elizabeth, on which I could clearly trace to their negative reaction to my acerbic snark. Elizabeth saw a definite in that she would be alone at her desk for now. She took out a simple sandwich, bread and cheese and lettuce and tomatoes with turkey and mayonnaise, and began to devour it.
Aaron turned quiet, and put away the strange shape he had used as a weapon. It quickly slid back into his hand, which made Aaron wince. He once again took a seat again, happy his demonstration was over.
"I volunteer," Aaron said, standing up and putting my bag down. "I might as well get it over with."
Aaron walked up to the position where his powers would be tested, right in the center of the room. There, everyone could see him clearly, and they could see his powers. With no reason to draw this out, Aaron took a deep breath. He could pull his powers out of himself at a whim, so he would. His powers tired him out quite quickly, so he would make this quick. It was a bit disappoint really, that he couldn't force himself to do more.
A shape, possessing a color that was not quite white, began to emerge from Aaron's hand. As it continued to stretch out of Aaron's hand, its monstrous shape began to emerge. The whitish material that emerged from Aaron's hand took on a chaotic, discordant, shape, that was purely nightmarish. The material at last began to stop extending once it was past Aaron's head. Aaron took hold of the bottom of it, grabbing onto it like there was a handle.Aaron's mind was ablaze now. His heart was beating faster, and his thoughts were unclear. He could feel something deep inside him slipping away, and something less desirable replacing it.
"My uncle called it aether. This here...can slice even steel, maybe even steel," Aaron said, his breath short and his voiced notably strained and tortured.
To further show his power, he sliced a nearby bench with a single slice of his "blade." The bench was far from destroyed, but Aaron had clearly sliced the thing into two.
Aaron walked up to the position where his powers would be tested, right in the center of the room. There, everyone could see him clearly, and they could see his powers. With no reason to draw this out, Aaron took a deep breath. He could pull his powers out of himself at a whim, so he would. His powers tired him out quite quickly, so he would make this quick. It was a bit disappoint really, that he couldn't force himself to do more.
A shape, possessing a color that was not quite white, began to emerge from Aaron's hand. As it continued to stretch out of Aaron's hand, its monstrous shape began to emerge. The whitish material that emerged from Aaron's hand took on a chaotic, discordant, shape, that was purely nightmarish. The material at last began to stop extending once it was past Aaron's head. Aaron took hold of the bottom of it, grabbing onto it like there was a handle.Aaron's mind was ablaze now. His heart was beating faster, and his thoughts were unclear. He could feel something deep inside him slipping away, and something less desirable replacing it.
"My uncle called it aether. This here...can slice even steel, maybe even steel," Aaron said, his breath short and his voiced notably strained and tortured.
To further show his power, he sliced a nearby bench with a single slice of his "blade." The bench was far from destroyed, but Aaron had clearly sliced the thing into two.
Still here, just so you know. Also, I edited my profile, just so you know.
The mansion, for all of its immense size, was quite solitary. Aaron had not seen a single person ever since he took a wrong mistake and got lost. Since then, he had wasted time walking around aimlessly, looking for something that looked important. Aaron unknowingly went towards the gym. Peaking inside, he saw others in there sitting down. He walked inside and took a seat.
@Asuna Yuuki @KatherinWinter
As soon as Aaron finished eating his lunch, he put his bowl away and began to walk out.
"It was nice to meet a friendly face," Aaron said to Annalise. "I'll see you around."
With that in mind, Aaron quietly left the lunch cafeteria. He was sure no one but Annalise was aware he had left. He supposed he would head to wherever he was supposed to go now.
Time passed, yet Aaron had still not arrived where he needed to go. He was lost.
As soon as Aaron finished eating his lunch, he put his bowl away and began to walk out.
"It was nice to meet a friendly face," Aaron said to Annalise. "I'll see you around."
With that in mind, Aaron quietly left the lunch cafeteria. He was sure no one but Annalise was aware he had left. He supposed he would head to wherever he was supposed to go now.
Time passed, yet Aaron had still not arrived where he needed to go. He was lost.
Disregarding the drama involving chickens, Aaron went up to the stew to grab his fill. He grabbed a bowl and filled the contents of it with the stew, and then grabbed the necessary utensils. He took a seat, and decided he would have his fill. He hadn't eaten anything today, and had only managed to gather scraps yesterday, so a decent meal would be nice.
Aaron took a bit of the soup, and wondered who cooked it. It was not the worse thing he had ever tasted, but it was certainly worse than anything he had eaten in his old family mansion. Aaron wondered why the Benefactor, with all his resources, could not hire a proper cook. Perhaps he thought that it would be better to keep old veterans of the mansion useful, or perhaps his resources were spent elsewhere. Whatever the case may be, Aaron continued to eat the soup, in order to chase away the hunger.
Aaron took a bit of the soup, and wondered who cooked it. It was not the worse thing he had ever tasted, but it was certainly worse than anything he had eaten in his old family mansion. Aaron wondered why the Benefactor, with all his resources, could not hire a proper cook. Perhaps he thought that it would be better to keep old veterans of the mansion useful, or perhaps his resources were spent elsewhere. Whatever the case may be, Aaron continued to eat the soup, in order to chase away the hunger.
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