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Post by Gengar on Aug 10, 2016 12:25:30 GMT -5
(Alright. Who should start?) hmmmmmmm you
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 10, 2016 12:50:19 GMT -5
(Yeah, but at least there's going to be a few OVAs coming out soon. That hsould help soothe our hurt and/or make it worse. XD)
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(Alright. Also, do you want this to take place in the London, New York, or some other Institute?)
Victoria Ravenwalker walked down the halls of her family's institute. It was quiet in here; then again, it always was. That was the one thing she hated most about living there. The walls seemed to absorb any and all sounds, as if it the noise would disturb some unseen force in the building. Even when the place was filled with Shadowhunters from all over the world gathered here, you could still escape the noise pretty easily. It creeped her out sometimes, but there was nothing she could do about it. So, with a sigh, she headed towards the training room. She was dressed in her black training gear, her medium length black hair was pulled back into a pony tail, just to keep it out of her face. As the girl drew closer to the training room, she could hear the grunts and punches of someone else already in there. Sure enough, when she opened the door, Matthew was in there, warming up on one of the punching bags in the corner.
(sorry it's short. I promise my replies are a bit longer than this on good days.)
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 10, 2016 13:07:46 GMT -5
{ oml i'll be so happy when they come out but then i'll watch them and promptly cry }
{ but now that i've finished what did you want to do with the plot :0 }
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 10, 2016 13:12:06 GMT -5
{ True true Oml when Korosensei died I just And he wanted to take roll first ;w; and he calmed nagisa down before nagisa stabbed him I'm aghhhh i'm so distressed
Ok that sounds good to me c: Would you like to start? }
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Post by Gengar on Aug 10, 2016 14:13:09 GMT -5
(Yeah, but at least there's going to be a few OVAs coming out soon. That hsould help soothe our hurt and/or make it worse. XD) ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* (Alright. Also, do you want this to take place in the London, New York, or some other Institute?) Victoria Ravenwalker walked down the halls of her family's institute. It was quiet in here; then again, it always was. That was the one thing she hated most about living there. The walls seemed to absorb any and all sounds, as if it the noise would disturb some unseen force in the building. Even when the place was filled with Shadowhunters from all over the world gathered here, you could still escape the noise pretty easily. It creeped her out sometimes, but there was nothing she could do about it. So, with a sigh, she headed towards the training room. She was dressed in her black training gear, her medium length black hair was pulled back into a pony tail, just to keep it out of her face. As the girl drew closer to the training room, she could hear the grunts and punches of someone else already in there. Sure enough, when she opened the door, Matthew was in there, warming up on one of the punching bags in the corner. (sorry it's short. I promise my replies are a bit longer than this on good days.) hm. I don't really have a preference. maybe we could do Dallas. lel which pair should be parabati? boys or girls? }} "Just pick a weapon," Aoife snapped. She was impatient. Her brother was being a nuisance.
"Fee, it's not that easy. It has to speak to you, sing to you!" Maxwell preached. "Also, I hate all these," he added curtly and decisively. There was pretty much no changing his mind. "I'm getting a crossbow."
Aoife grunted at him in frustration. "You don't do archery!" she shouted, storming off. Her temper was so quick to rise; Maxwell loved it. He crossed his arms, watching her smugly as she stormed away.
Aoife went straight to the training room. She needed to let off her short bout of anger. Though, as much as she desired to hit something, most of the feeling was extinguished by the time she'd arrived.
He pulled a long kopis named Wormwood from the weapons rack, though he was pretty sure it was meant for display. Oh well. He liked it. He walked over to the training room.
"Hey, Fee. Hey guys," he greeted cheerfully.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 10, 2016 14:34:00 GMT -5
{ Ikr!? Also the interaction and what we learned about his protégé oml the tears ok rip my skills at becoming Karma }
The vacation had been a blast and all, but Karma was happy to settle back into this old routine of climbing up the mountain every morning and settling into his seat. Their assassination attempts on the island had been foiled, as per usual, but what came of the rest of the trip had been one of the best experiences of his life. Now that they were back, Karma was ready to start up on the assassination attempts again. Even if every attempt was bound to fail in the end, that was part of the charm.
{ It's ok xD }
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 10, 2016 14:34:13 GMT -5
(Lets go with girls being parabati. And Dallas sounds fine to me.)
Matthew looked up from his punching bag when Victoria entered the room. "Where's everyone else?" he asked. Matthew Whitehood was probably the oldest of the group. Standing at six foot even, he towered over Victoria by seven inches.
"They'll be here soon," Victoria replied, stretching a bit to get loosened up before training actually began. "They stopped by the weapons room first."
Not long after she said this, Aoife entered the room. There was a faint trace of frustration on her face, and Victoria couldn't help but smile. "Everything okay?" she asked her parabati.
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Nagisa looked up from his text book as Karma walked in. It was no surprise that the two boys were usually the first to arrive for class. They still had at least fifteen minutes before anyone else would show up. Except for Korosensei, who was always here no matter how early anyone ever got. He remembered one time Terasaka and his gang tried to ambush him, hoping to catch him off guard as he entered the school. Their plans failed since Korosensei was always there, greeting them with every attempt.
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Post by נσкσмαтσ on Aug 13, 2016 10:09:40 GMT -5
{ Sorry D: I thought I replied for some reason }
"Nagisa." Karma spoke up in greeting, a small smirk coming over his features. "You ready to get back to academics after a week(?) on that island?" Karma, for one, was disappointed that their vacation was over, but at the same time, he was content to get back into their old routine. The octopus had certainly grown on him over the months and, to his surprise, Karma found that he didn't really mind any of his classmates anymore. Even Terasaka failed to get on his nerves these days, and, Karma thought, that was quite the accomplishment.
{ I don't actually remember how long they were on the island for ^-^' }
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Aegis☆.
Ravenclaw // Aries // Lawful Neutral // Narnian // Willow-The Mediator // INFP // Phlegmatic
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Post by Aegis☆. on Aug 16, 2016 20:56:28 GMT -5
Yes, it's still open. What kind of anime would you like to do? I'm thinking about SAO XP is that okay? Though I'd probably use an OC :3
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Sept 15, 2016 12:03:46 GMT -5
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