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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 14:07:38 GMT -5
(Right. I'm online for a little bit atm but not much longer. Today's gonna be rough)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 14:15:32 GMT -5
(aw okay sorry to hear that. Not too rough, I hope.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 14:20:30 GMT -5
(I need ice-cream and at least 5 hrs of games to feel better today)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 14:50:22 GMT -5
(aw I'm sorry I hope you feel better later :( )
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 14:53:32 GMT -5
(5hrs of Stardew Valley should fix things, and we're going to the store later, so i'll probably get ice cream when we go out)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 15:03:05 GMT -5
(awesome :) )
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 23:05:30 GMT -5
I might get back on the game since its not late, but i'm here to set up characters~ Do you want to do sheets, quick summary (like a sentence or two), or rp as we go? Just double checking)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 23:10:52 GMT -5
Uhhh, let's do short summary. A paragraph or so. Ya know, general appearance (or you can post pics. Or both), maybe a bit of personality. Any extra soul or weapon info. Backstory where relevant, mostly just what our characters would know about each other by reputation or brief interactions. That sort of thing.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 23:12:25 GMT -5
(Sure, gimme a few minutes to get them together)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 23:14:24 GMT -5
Okie dokie. I'll probs go to bed soon but I'll get their descriptions up first.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 23:40:33 GMT -5
(Okie~ I'll put art up later)
Mikael 'Mika' Cyans (Weapon - Long Bow) Mika comes from a small set if isles in the Pacific. He has fairly dark skin, near-black hair that reaches down to his shoulders, and brown eyes. He usually wears glasses, though he tends to leave them at home when he's out on missions. Mika's naturally quiet and avoids confrontation if he can. He's cautious about planning ahead and he prefers to keep fighting from a distance, since he can't do much in hand to hand combat, even in human form. He's quite good with languages and he enjoys the water, be it swimming or just floating around.
Reia Eivlyn -(Meister) Reia is a somewhat short woman with fair skin, honey-brown eyes, and red hair, usually tied back in a bun. She's a first-generation meister, and very ambitious in her accomplishments. Even if she didn't make elite while in school, she still graduated amongst the top students in her class. She prefers to push herself to prove her capabilities, and she's fairly good at planning on the fly. She's very independent in her decisions, and she makes a hobby of studying whatever she can find interest in.
Valkoinen - (The Feral Witch) Valk is a pale witch with long white hair and colorless eyes. She prefers to keep to herself most of the time, using magic to manipulate wild beasts into mutant-like monsters. Her creations obey to a degree, but are not perfect, or entirely built for battle. She's an independent being, with a strong preference for keeping the beasts as company and fighting her battles directly without aid. She's quite stubborn, refusing to admit mistakes or misjudgment of an enemy.
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 23:43:27 GMT -5
Shinigami - As his name implies, he is a Shinigami- a fragment of Lord Death, known as "Kid" to friends. In appearance, Shinigami has the appearance of being tall, even though he only stands about 5'8". However, he is incredibly skinny, even though he doesn't appear to be unhealthy- just rather skeletal. Extenuating the undead theme is his attire, which consists of white pants with a crimson belt & shinigami-skull buckle, black boots with a red arrow, torn elbow-length black fingerless gloves, and dark gray hoodie with the sleeves and about the bottom quarter of it torn off to show his midriff. The hoodie is torn to reveal three horizontal black lines which stretch about a third of the way around his torso, from his spine to his stomach. His hair is black, shaggy, and overall fairly short, obscuring a bit of his face but not coming down quite to his shoulder. Just behind his ears, he clips fake strands of hair in different colors, which come down in long strands to about his sternum. Those who know him can generally gauge his mood by the color he's chosen that day. His eyes are an amber-yellow color, and he generally wears eyeliner. Shinigami is known to be reserved, aloof, and occasionally a bit fiery-tempered- he and his partner have a habit of fighting new EAT students to "test them out." Shinigami is notoriously difficult to resonate with- in fact, the only weapon to have ever have been able to resonate with him for more than a few minutes is Dyson Stein, which makes sense as the two grew up together. Shinigami is only actually 12 years old, but as he was created at the "age" of about five, he looks more like a 17 or 18 year old. However, he still has the mentality of a young teenager.
Dyson Stein - Dyson is the son of Franken Stein and Marie Mjolnir, born 19 years ago after the battle with Asura. He is a rather imposing figure, standing about 6' and with reasonably broad shoulders. However, his nature generally seems rather docile and meek, and despite his size he is often overlooked. With his wavy golden-blonde hair and almost delicate features, he certainly resembles his mother more on the outside. Dyson wears a stitched-together yellow turtleneck sweater with a black neck and sleeves, as well as patched dark gray pants. His dull green eyes hide behind glasses, and his hair is cropped to about his shoulder. Dyson is known to be a bit of a hopeless romantic, especially when it comes to dangerous girls- however, he also inherited a touch of his father's madness, which makes him generally come off as a bit unsettling and thus makes it very difficult for him to get a date. As in, it's never happened. It doesn't help that some are a bit frightened of him as well, as he has been known to have the occasional violent loss of control during missions, which usually end effectively, but bloodily. All-in-all, due more to their reputations than anything, Dyson and Shinigami are known as a pair not to mess with, though in reality Dyson really just wants to be loved.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 23:48:53 GMT -5
(Hehe. Do you want to start with them being ready to go, or being pulled out of class?)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 23:51:42 GMT -5
Probably ready to go. I don't imagine the mission would be so emergency that they would need to be pulled out of class. Hm. What should it be do you think? Still need to decide what exactly.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 23:54:11 GMT -5
(I'd be more along the lines of Reia coming in and demanding Mika go with her, and then pointing "you, get your meister and lets go" to a student at random. But sure, ready to go sounds good. And I do think a few waves of enemies with one particularly strong kishin but nothing epic would be a good idea.)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 13, 2017 23:58:24 GMT -5
Alright cool. I think I'm gonna head off to bed in a few minutes so I''ll try to think of specifically what it is tonight.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 13, 2017 23:58:53 GMT -5
okie~ Hopefully we can start tomorrow. Night~)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 17, 2017 23:31:23 GMT -5
Yo sorry I just kinda vanished a couple days. Things got hectic for a bit. Anyways, I have an idea for our monster. Something kind of like a slime from Minecraft maybe? Like, the creature produces small "copies" of itself or something and then any time they're destroyed they just duplicate. So you have progressively smaller, weaker ones that are individually less threatening but can be overwhelming in large numbers (which there will inevitably be). Thus why two pairs are required for the mission: one to fend of the waves of mini-monsters, and one to destroy the source.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 18, 2017 16:22:18 GMT -5
(Makes sense, and don't worry about vanishing. I've got a lot of assignments to do soon)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 19, 2017 14:46:26 GMT -5
I'm here. Sorry I never got back on yesterday lol. I suppose I'm ready when you are.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 19, 2017 19:04:55 GMT -5
Same, do you want to start or should i?
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 25, 2017 17:37:02 GMT -5
Hey sorry I vanished I didn't really have time to be on for a few days T-T hope you're still around...
If so, I can start if you'd rather not, though I don't really have anything in mind. If you do, go for it; if not, I'll think of something.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 25, 2017 19:06:08 GMT -5
(Its alright. If you can go ahead and start that'd be great. I just got this new job and its manual labor for not nearly enough money so Im going to be exhausted forever now. Also if you want to start on our other rp, too, did you want to do PM or thread for that one?)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 25, 2017 19:17:12 GMT -5
(whichever you prefer is fine with me! Give me a moment to think of a good starting place for this one....)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 25, 2017 19:18:42 GMT -5
(I think PM might be easier for me to track. Thanks~)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 25, 2017 19:25:14 GMT -5
Today there was not a cloud above, with the sun beating down on sand and concrete, tempered only by the constant gusts of cool wind which came from the north, where a few storm clouds did lurk on the horizon, almost out of sight. It was a fairly cool day in Death City, by the standards of a scorching desert in the summer, but this was not a comfort to the two students who waited near the front steps of the DWMA, lurking in the shadows to keep out of sight of the white-hot sun.
"What time is it?" the smaller one, an almost skeletally-thin black-haired boy asked. He leaned against one of the pillars which formed the "teeth" of the shinigami skull front of the building. His colored "bangs" were yellow today, thus matching the black-and-yellow palette of his partner, who sat cross-legged on the steps a couple meters away, scowling at the sidewalk.
"Probably one minute later than when you asked one minute ago," he retorted a bit irritably, not looking up. The other rolled his eyes, arms crossed against his chest.
"They should be here by now," he commented, prompting the blonde one to sigh.
"As you said, one minute ago." The two lapsed into silence, waiting impatiently in the heat for their assigned companions to arrive so they could begin their mission.
(sorry it's... not fantastic. I wasn't really sure what to do XD)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 25, 2017 19:27:24 GMT -5
(I think PM might be easier for me to track. Thanks~) (alright go ahead and PM me for that one when you're ready. Unless there's anything else we need to figure out first.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 25, 2017 19:28:28 GMT -5
(Sure. It's just been a while so i need to go back and reread everything to refresh and I'll PM you a starter)
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Post by Aphelyon on Jun 25, 2017 19:44:46 GMT -5
(sounds good)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Jun 25, 2017 19:45:13 GMT -5
A pair of adults headed out of the building toward the stairs at the edge of the school's courtyard. The woman, short and somewhat stocky, had her arms crossed and an irritable look on her face. There was a tension between the two from the silence, finally broken as the man next to her spoke up. "No, you know what? You don't get to be cross with me! I should be upset with you. You're the one pulling me away from my responsibilities here. I'm sorry it took longer than we expected to give the substitute the lesson plan and keys, but it was important."
"Yeah, maybe, but it's important you get off your backend and actually keep to working in the field. You'll get rusty." The woman shot back pointedly. "Your aim is already a little off."
"Do you mean I'm not seeing very well? Maybe because I'm not wearing my actual glasses? Maybe because these are a temporary replacement because my actual prescription ended up under a pile of your heaviest books?" He reminded her.
She gave a shrug, her expression turning wry. "It's not like it was on purpose. Besides, its not like it can't be fixed with a little practice."
"It can't be fixed with practice, my glasses have to be replaced."
"Nah, you'll figure it out." She still grinned up toward her weapon. "You remember in our last year here when you took that hit straight to the face the week before finals? Broke your glasses and one eye swelled shut. Even then, you still got that beast with a shot right between the eyes. Like I said. You'll get the feel for it once you start practicing again."
A sigh escaped the man and he shook his head. He wasn't going to get through to her, but at least she wasn't upset about being late anymore. He looked toward the stairs, pausing a second when he realized there were two people waiting for them. Considering their class year and the time he'd been teaching, he wouldn't have been introduced to them yet. He'd been teaching the first years since he got here. He moved ahead of the woman a few paces. "Sorry, have you two been waiting long?"
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