Elfen High 2 (OOC 5, Closed)

[Constaniana]

Aliana's suggestion:

"You should write a oneshot with Porter Rockwell and Nagraj."

Then I came.

I was considering a one-shot of Porter Rockwell and Steve Irwin hunting Dino-crocs in Hell, but her idea might be better.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Aliana's suggestion:

"You should write a oneshot with Porter Rockwell and Nagraj."

Then I came.

I was considering a one-shot of Porter Rockwell and Steve Irwin hunting Dino-crocs in Hell, but her idea might be better.

You have my permission to use Porter Rockwell in any oneshots you please, Mormon.

We have corrupted you enough to allow it.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Speaking of Mormons, I mentioned Porter Rockwell to my Mormon friend in Taiwan and he effectively went "How the heck did you know?"

[Individuality-ness]

Anyway, general thoughts so far on the main EH IC and RU2?

I'm having fun with the subplots that I'm currently in. I haven't really paid much attention to the other subplots, but they weren't bad either. With RU, I cannot judge since we have just begun.

[Olthar]

Speaking of Mormons, I mentioned Porter Rockwell to my Mormon friend in Taiwan and he effectively went "How the heck did you know?"

[Constaniana]

I was considering a one-shot of Porter Rockwell and Steve Irwin hunting Dino-crocs in Hell, but her idea might be better.

You have my permission to use Porter Rockwell in any oneshots you please, Mormon.

We have corrupted you enough to allow it.

I was going to anyways, but thanks for the approval stamp.

Speaking of Mormons, I mentioned Porter Rockwell to my Mormon friend in Taiwan and he effectively went "How the heck did you know?"

[Olthar]

What's the name of a street that would be in Auragrad?

[Olthar]

Dammit, Night! D':

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Dammit, Night! D':

He did say he'd get off soon.

[Olthar]

There. I just named the street after Dunefiend.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Oh, Laz.

[Condunum]

*reads through RU again so far*

Yeah, it's obviously more serious then EH. Much more serious.

I hope you're glad that I've mentioned Melissa's breasts in every one of her posts.

Anyway, general thoughts so far on the main EH IC and RU2?

I like them both. I would have said that I liked RU more than EH, but then I brought Sari-chan back.

Oh believe me, I'm quite glad. But right now, I'm doing my NDT app.

I just finished the history, and only the history.

[Olthar]

I hope you're glad that I've mentioned Melissa's breasts in every one of her posts.


I like them both. I would have said that I liked RU more than EH, but then I brought Sari-chan back.

Oh believe me, I'm quite glad. But right now, I'm doing my NDT app.

I just finished the history, and only the history.

Honestly, it's something of a challenge for me now. I want to see how long I can keep it up.

[Condunum]

Name: NEIL DEGRASSE FUCKING TYSON.
Age (Actual): 69
Age (Appears): 50. Black people age slow, yo.
Race: Black Human
Appearance (Picture or good description):
Powergrid/Powers:
Strength: 1
Speed: 1
Durability: 1
Intelligence: 9
Fighting Skill: 3
Charisma: 5

Magic:
FUCKING SCIENCE, DUDE: 6 Basically, he can tackle anything science using some sort of fucking voodoo magic, I don't know.
Insta-buff: 4 You can't be a scientist and buff at the same time. So what do you do? You use FUCKING MAGIC, DUDE. Basically, this buffs out his body, giving him a temporary boost in strength and durability. It doesn't do much for his fighting skill, but he has training in wrestling for that. Useless, I know.

Weaknesses (Optional, but you could get more points if you do this): Stupidity.
Personality: He's Neil Fucking deGrasse Tyson. If he touches you, you get a science boner. If he speaks to you, you ejaculate science. You LITERALLY ejaculate science. He's that good. Not really. He's softly spoken most of the time, and a very kind man, always allowing others to speak when they have the floor. But if it's a topic he knows, he will take the floor by force, and fuck you if you disagree with him. Other than that, he's generally a very friendly person, and will be willing to converse with anyone around him.

History:

Tyson was born as the second of three children in the borough of Manhattan in New York City, but was raised in the Bronx. His mother, Sunchita Feliciano Tyson, was a gerontologist, and his father, Cyril deGrasse Tyson, was a sociologist, human resource commissioner for the New York City mayor John Lindsay and the first Director of Harlem Youth Opportunities Unlimited. Tyson attended the Bronx High School of Science (1972–1976, astrophysics emphasis) where he was captain of the wrestling team and was editor-in-chief of the school's Physical Science Journal. Tyson had an abiding interest in astronomy since he was nine years old, following his visit to the Hayden Planetarium. He obsessively studied astronomy in his teens, and eventually even gained some fame in the astronomy community by giving lectures on the subject at the age of fifteen. Tyson recalls that "so strong was that imprint [of the night sky] that I'm certain that I had no choice in the matter, that in fact, the universe called me."
Astronomer Carl Sagan, who was a faculty member at Cornell University, tried to recruit Tyson to Cornell for undergraduate studies. During an interview with writer Daniel Simone, Tyson said, "Interestingly, when I applied to Cornell, my application dripped of my passion for the study and research of the Universe. Somehow the admissions office brought my application to the attention of the late Dr. Sagan, and he actually took the initiative and care to contact me. He was very inspirational and a most powerful influence. Dr. Sagan was as great as the universe, an effective mentor." Tyson chose to attend Harvard University, however, where he majored in physics and lived in Currier House. He was a member of the crew team during his freshman year, but returned to wrestling, eventually lettering in his senior year. In addition to wrestling and rowing in college, he was active in dance in styles including jazz, ballet, Afro-Caribbean, and Latin Ballroom.[citation needed] Tyson earned a Bachelor of Arts in physics from Harvard in 1980 and began his graduate work at the University of Texas at Austin, where he earned a Master of Arts in astronomy in 1983. In 1985, he won a gold medal with the University of Texas dance team at a national tournament in the International Latin Ballroom style. Tyson transferred from the University of Texas at Austin to Columbia University in 1988 after his committee was dissolved. At Columbia University, in 1989, he received a Master of Philosophy in astrophysics and, in 1991, he earned a doctor of philosophy in astrophysics.

It was a very dismal day in the year of 1412. The plague was running strong through parts of Europe again, because the fuckers couldn't stop buying tainted silk, and couldn't clean up after themselves. On the 15th day in the month of march, a god among men was born. And then instantly teleported through time to the year of 1958, where he would replace the recent birth of another child with the exact same features. Only that child was half-retarded, (because you never go full retard) and this one was smart. Very smart, in fact. So smart, he could give Carl Sagan a run for his money.

Anyway, this baby was happily raised by two scientists. Or at least, they called themselves scientists. Come on, gerontology? That's not a science. That's glorified age-watching. And sociology? I mean, I guess you can make a case for that but it's really just a branch of anthropology. But I digress. Neil quickly proved to be both the strong young man and smart, as he was, as you can see in his lamer history, the captain of the wrestling team and editor-in-chief of the student paper.

One day, in his senior year of high school though, he was kidnapped from the school by strange government agents, and brought to a secret facility that only seven people knew about, and over three thousand people staffed. Fuck math. He was sat down in a chair and told that he was needed for a secret mission to save the planet. He had to use his science mumbo jumbo skills to figure out how long we had before the world was destroyed by the black hole that was forming two light years away. It didn't take long for him to crack the problem and save the world. How you ask? Well, I'll tell you. But first, I want to tell you about the rest of his story.

After that incident, Neil was returned to school, where he finished with all of the same details of his lame history. Oh, and he never spoke of the incident. Ecept to Carl Sagan, who incidentally learned of his tale when he tried to recruit him to Cornell for undergrad studies. Carl was the first supernatural being Tyson had ever met, and he was the first human to call him out as a non-human. Carl quickly admitted this to him, not being a closed off person, and the two became good friends as he was mentored and taught by Carl.

Then in his second year of study, Carl had Neil help him with the very difficult and ultimately suicidal task of making a sandwich. He succeeded, and passed all of his classes with top marks because of this. He still kept studying because he was fucking cool like that. And he used his new found knowledge to fight evil by solving problem in disguise and using sciencey shit to hurt things. No, really, he did. I can explain it some other time, but you gotta believe me! Okay, so he didn't. In fact, his life was quite like the normal Tyson you all know for the next few years, up until 2009, when he singlehandedly stopped Mecha bin laden from taking over some inconsequential country that no one cares about. No really, that's why you've never heard about it. Because no one cares.

Anyway, he continued, at this point, to lead a rather calm, peaceful life until he was invited to join in some sort of sciencey thing. Carl was too. He asked Carl about it, and neither of them knew what it was, because both of their notices were conveniently smudged. And now they are here.

Oh, the black hole. It turned out to just be an alien spacecraft that crashed into an asteroid and the resulting radiation scared the piss out of some people.

RP Sample: Here.

[Condunum]

Oh perfect, Night is online JUST in time to check out this app.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Oh perfect, Night is online JUST in time to check out this app.

Lol. Lucky Condom xD.

[Condunum]

Oh perfect, Night is online JUST in time to check out this app.

Lol. Lucky Condom xD.

Dammit, he got off already.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Oh perfect, Night is online JUST in time to check out this app.

I haven't drunk anything for months now.

I'm not sober enough to read that app.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Lol. Lucky Condom xD.

Dammit, he got off already.

I see what you did there.

[Condunum]

Dammit, he got off already.

I see what you did there.

Indeed.

[Condunum]

I love this song.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Oh perfect, Night is online JUST in time to check out this app.

I haven't drunk anything for months now.

I'm not sober enough to read that app.

I will never be sober enough to read that app.

[Condunum]

I haven't drunk anything for months now.

I'm not sober enough to read that app.

I will never be sober enough to read that app.

NEIL DEGRASSE TYSON DAMMIT.

[Olthar]

I haven't drunk anything for months now.

I'm not sober enough to read that app.

I will never be sober enough to read that app.

[Condunum]

I will never be sober enough to read that app.

Somehow I feel like that means I can't use him