Elfen High 2 (OOC 5, Closed)

[Olthar]

What?

I feel great and I'm doing well, actually. It's just hard to focus on writing after twenty-four hours of picking up cones and then trying to study for tests tomorrow - so I'm just going to push posting off until tomorrow.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I'm back, bitches.

For a few minutes before I get up and start cooking.

Last time I cooked, I was the only survivor.

[Olthar]

I'm back, bitches.

For a few minutes before I get up and start cooking.

Last time I cooked, I was the only survivor.

So you've never cooked for your family?

[Constaniana]

I'm back, bitches.

For a few minutes before I get up and start cooking.

Last time I cooked, I was the only survivor.

That's your British ancestry kicking in.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I'm back, bitches.

For a few minutes before I get up and start cooking.

Last time I cooked, I was the only survivor.

So you've never cooked for your family?

That was a hyperbole.

I set the pizza on fire. But Aliana's not letting me live that down, so we have a running gag that we joke that something far more horrible actually happened. Like the creation of Godzilla. Or the Holocaust. Or One Direction.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

So you've never cooked for your family?

That was a hyperbole.

I set the pizza on fire. But Aliana's not letting me live that down, so we have a running gag that we joke that something far more horrible actually happened. Like the creation of Godzilla. Or the Holocaust. Or One Direction.

You monster.

[Olthar]

So you've never cooked for your family?

That was a hyperbole.

I set the pizza on fire. But Aliana's not letting me live that down, so we have a running gag that we joke that something far more horrible actually happened. Like the creation of Godzilla. Or the Holocaust. Or One Direction.

So, your cookings skills have memetically reached the heights of Sari-chan?

[Olthar]

Oh, and I posted an app for RU on the last page, though I haven't finished the history yet. Is everything else acceptable?

[Nightkill the Emperor]

That was a hyperbole.

I set the pizza on fire. But Aliana's not letting me live that down, so we have a running gag that we joke that something far more horrible actually happened. Like the creation of Godzilla. Or the Holocaust. Or One Direction.

You monster.

Or Mexico.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Name: Melissa Dawson
Military or Science: Military
Field: Police Detective
Age (Actual): 24
Age (Appears): 21
Race: Human
Country of Origin: America
Appearance:

(Image)

Powergrid:
Strength: 4
Speed: 4
Durability: 4
Intelligence: 3
Fighting Skills: 5
Charisma: 3

Powers:
Tentacles (lv7): Melissa can sprout powerful tentacles from her back that she can attack with. She tends not to do this too often, though, as it completely shreds her shirt and snaps off her bra.

Weaknesses: She's fairly new to the force and doesn't yet have much experience which often leads her into trouble, especially with her relatively naive nature.

Equipment: Standard-issue police handgun, standard-issue police baton, communications device
Protective Equipment: Standard-issue police uniform

Personality: At most times, Melissa is a sweet and kind girl who's happy and friendly to everyone. However, she has a somewhat short fuse, and when that runs out, all hell breaks loose. She hasn't been on the police force for long, but she's already infamous for her "dark side" which everyone fearfully avoids provoking. Of course, this means that most people avoid her altogether, which makes her rather sad. There are some who still talk with her, though.

History: I'll do it later.

This is hilarious.

Finish history and we'll approve it.

[Individuality-ness]

Name: Cassandra “Cass” Bergman
Military or Science: Science
Rank (military, use rank plus this for comparison purposes)/Field (scientists): Bioengineering
Age (Actual): 25
Age (Appears): 25
Race: Demigod
Country of Origin: United Kingdom
Appearance (Picture or good description): Cassandra
Uniform (for military)/Protective Equipment (for scientists):

Lab coat, protective eyewear, gloves, closed toed shoes… you know, the usual?

Powergrid/Powers: INT – 6, STR – 3, DUR – 4, SPD – 3, FS – 4

Level 6 fire-bending: basically she can summon fire in numerous different forms. Most powerful skill would be raining fire over a circle of 5 meter radius, but the cost is one hour of rest. Smaller forms, such as lobbying small to medium sized fireballs, have a ten to fifteen second cooldown.

Level 4 healing: she can heal herself with a thought, others if she touches them. Small cuts and bruises are gone in ten seconds, larger cuts and bruises within ten minutes, serious wounds like a gash take about forty minutes. She can’t do anything if it’s a comatose person or if it’s serious mental trauma however. And forget it when it comes to amputated limbs or whatever.

Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this):
Personality: She’s hardworking, dedicated, and easily irritable if you bother her when she’s busy.
History:

Miss Cassandra Bergman was born to a mortal mother and a divine father – the divine father being Apollo, god of the sun and of medicine and of poetry and of oracles in Greek mythology. She grew up in the United Kingdom, living with her mother, went to school, had friends, etc.

She went to Oxford and graduated from there with a degree in molecular biology. She then went to work at a laboratory in Hell, because the work there was good and the flora and fauna were quite interesting.

Equipment (include weapons and any personal items. The more detail, the better):

She has a few pens, a couple of notebooks, and a reading book or two in a shoulder bag. Also she has a sharp knife, for self-defense if she can’t use her fire bending abilities for some reason, and for collecting specimens.

RP Sample: Yes.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Name: Cassandra “Cass” Bergman
Military or Science: Science
Rank (military, use rank plus this for comparison purposes)/Field (scientists): Bioengineering
Age (Actual): 25
Age (Appears): 25
Race: Demigod
Country of Origin: United Kingdom
Appearance (Picture or good description): Cassandra
Uniform (for military)/Protective Equipment (for scientists):

Lab coat, protective eyewear, gloves, closed toed shoes… you know, the usual?

Powergrid/Powers: INT – 6, STR – 3, DUR – 4, SPD – 3, FS – 4

Level 6 fire-bending: basically she can summon fire in numerous different forms. Most powerful skill would be raining fire over a circle of 5 meter radius, but the cost is one hour of rest. Smaller forms, such as lobbying small to medium sized fireballs, have a ten to fifteen second cooldown.

Level 4 healing: she can heal herself with a thought, others if she touches them. Small cuts and bruises are gone in ten seconds, larger cuts and bruises within ten minutes, serious wounds like a gash take about forty minutes. She can’t do anything if it’s a comatose person or if it’s serious mental trauma however. And forget it when it comes to amputated limbs or whatever.

Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this):
Personality: She’s hardworking, dedicated, and easily irritable if you bother her when she’s busy.
History:

Miss Cassandra Bergman was born to a mortal mother and a divine father – the divine father being Apollo, god of the sun and of medicine and of poetry and of oracles in Greek mythology. She grew up in the United Kingdom, living with her mother, went to school, had friends, etc.

She went to Oxford and graduated from there with a degree in molecular biology. She then went to work at a laboratory in Hell, because the work there was good and the flora and fauna were quite interesting.

Equipment (include weapons and any personal items. The more detail, the better):

She has a few pens, a couple of notebooks, and a reading book or two in a shoulder bag. Also she has a sharp knife, for self-defense if she can’t use her fire bending abilities for some reason, and for collecting specimens.

RP Sample: Yes.

Approved.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

You monster.

Or Mexico.

...

You demon.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Oh yes, you remember when Indians switch to Marathi when foreigners claim they know Hindi?

My brother-in-law, asshole that he is, starting replying back in Marathi when we did that.

We glared at him.

[Olthar]

Name: Melissa Dawson
Military or Science: Military
Field: Police Detective
Age (Actual): 24
Age (Appears): 21
Race: Human
Country of Origin: America
Appearance:

(Image)

Powergrid:
Strength: 4
Speed: 4
Durability: 4
Intelligence: 3
Fighting Skills: 5
Charisma: 3

Powers:
Tentacles (lv7): Melissa can sprout powerful tentacles from her back that she can attack with. She tends not to do this too often, though, as it completely shreds her shirt and snaps off her bra.

Weaknesses: She's fairly new to the force and doesn't yet have much experience which often leads her into trouble, especially with her relatively naive nature.

Equipment: Standard-issue police handgun, standard-issue police baton, communications device
Protective Equipment: Standard-issue police uniform

Personality: At most times, Melissa is a sweet and kind girl who's happy and friendly to everyone. However, she has a somewhat short fuse, and when that runs out, all hell breaks loose. She hasn't been on the police force for long, but she's already infamous for her "dark side" which everyone fearfully avoids provoking. Of course, this means that most people avoid her altogether, which makes her rather sad. There are some who still talk with her, though.

History: I'll do it later.

This is hilarious.

Finish history and we'll approve it.

I'm sure you can figure out why I ended up going with that picture.

[Olthar]

Oh yes, you remember when Indians switch to Marathi when foreigners claim they know Hindi?

My brother-in-law, asshole that he is, starting replying back in Marathi when we did that.

We glared at him.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Oh yes, you remember when Indians switch to Marathi when foreigners claim they know Hindi?

My brother-in-law, asshole that he is, starting replying back in Marathi when we did that.

We glared at him.

I'm pretty sure, if he wanted to, this guy could be the President.

President of what, you ask. Exactly, I reply.

[Individuality-ness]

Oh yes, you remember when Indians switch to Marathi when foreigners claim they know Hindi?

My brother-in-law, asshole that he is, starting replying back in Marathi when we did that.

We glared at him.

That's 2 languages down, 24 more to go?

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Oh yes, you remember when Indians switch to Marathi when foreigners claim they know Hindi?

My brother-in-law, asshole that he is, starting replying back in Marathi when we did that.

We glared at him.

I'm pretty sure, if he wanted to, this guy could be the President.

President of what, you ask. Exactly, I reply.

We managed to shake him off, funny enough, by using Bombay English.

He could barely make sense of it and then stopped trying.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I'm pretty sure, if he wanted to, this guy could be the President.

President of what, you ask. Exactly, I reply.

We managed to shake him off, funny enough, by using Bombay English.

He could barely make sense of it and then stopped trying.

Give him an hour or two.

[Olthar]

I'm pretty sure, if he wanted to, this guy could be the President.

President of what, you ask. Exactly, I reply.

We managed to shake him off, funny enough, by using Bombay English.

He could barely make sense of it and then stopped trying.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

We managed to shake him off, funny enough, by using Bombay English.

He could barely make sense of it and then stopped trying.

The grammar structure and vocab is so nonsensical that he just went "Whatever, I'll do it later."

[Olthar]

The grammar structure and vocab is so nonsensical that he just went "Whatever, I'll do it later."

That means he's currently doing research and will return later to speak it more fluently than you. *nods*

[Condunum]

I'm pretty sure, if he wanted to, this guy could be the President.

President of what, you ask. Exactly, I reply.

We managed to shake him off, funny enough, by using Bombay English.

He could barely make sense of it and then stopped trying.

Can I have an example sentence?

[Nightkill the Emperor]

The grammar structure and vocab is so nonsensical that he just went "Whatever, I'll do it later."

That means he's currently doing research and will return later to speak it more fluently than you. *nods*

You probably are not wrong.