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Empire of Donner land wrote:EHEG don't stop for no one.
It's like your a prostitute and the RP is a truck. The truck don't stop.
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by New Rob Halfordia » Sat Aug 01, 2015 8:47 am
Siliarba wrote:I stayed out of his way and let him do his thing, but the guy is a monster, a thing worse than cancer that needs to be removed and destroyed.
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by New Educandi » Sat Aug 01, 2015 6:40 pm
Carbon based lifeforms wrote:So your idea is to reduce taxes?
That's a great idea! Why has no one else ever thought of that? You must be an exceptional genius.
Mefpan wrote:Comparing "My I.Q. is one of the highest" Donald "I'm starting to wonder myself whether he was born in this country" Trump to a fart in order to ruin his reputation is like attempting to raise the temperature of a volcano by throwing a lit match into it.
by Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos » Sat Aug 01, 2015 7:03 pm
Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos wrote:Name: Dillon
Gender: Male
Sex: Still male. (Wouldn't it be better to have a sexual orientation tab? This doesn't really cover les, bi, or gay people. My guy is strait though.)
Age: 16
Position: Student
Ability: Teleportation. It's pretty self explanatory. He can teleport anywhere within a block that he has a sight line on, or a general area, i.e. the other side of a wall, but going somewhere he's not familiar with without a sight line is dangerous, i.e. teleporting through a wall into a sword.
Appearance: I'm not good with images, but I'll try. Give me time and settle for a description for now. Five Eleven with medium length black hair. Blue eyes and a fairly lanky build. Very relaxed and casual. If there's a uniform then his would be constantly wrinkled, untucked, and generally messy.([url=IMAGE%20GOES%20HERE]Image[/url])
Personality: Dillon is the guy that uses humor to hide the fact that he's a traumatized and scared kid. He's constantly pulling pranks and jokes on people and is a generally likable guy, except to the asshole's he pulls pranks on. He's not overly lustful, but he jokingly hits on girls and isn't above dick jokes.
Bio: Dillon grew up with a wonderful and caring family. He had not siblings or relatives besides his parents, but they loved him and that was enough for him. His powers developed early on and he liked using it to mess with people, though much to his parent's annoyance. They told him not to use his powers outside the house but he promptly ignored them and was scolded several times for being sent to the principles office for doing things that seemed impossible on his own. Faculty in his school tried many times to figure out who helped him, but no one did. Things got out of hand though when his neighbors caught him preparing a little surprise for them. Shocked and unnerved by his power, they quickly reported him to the government. Soon afterward some goons came to take him away, but Dillon had taken the long way home that day and wasn't there. As he approached the house he found his parents screaming and yelling for him to run as men in suits tried to make them divulge Dillons location. He watches as they silenced his parents with a bullet to each of their heads. Since then he has been on the run, using his powers to stay a step ahead of everyone. He recently found out about the school and has enrolled for the coming year. Little does the faculty know that they're in for a handful.
Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos wrote:Lingria wrote:Off the grid? Nobody goes 'off the grid'
Even right now your on a list for possible terrorist. They track your every move, know where you eat. Who you hang out with, why you do certain things, that one time you picked your nose in the bathroom. They know.
It's like the NSA! Oh, wait... *puts on tin foil hat and hides under table*
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by Elysian Kentarchy » Sun Aug 02, 2015 10:12 pm
Celivaia wrote:"Today is a great day. Recently, we completed a project that will greatly help the Salarian Union in it's fight, and while I cannot divulge information about this project, I am pleased to announce that this project was no small feat, and for his dedication, work, and pure, brilliant genius, we have a special award for this Salarian. We cannot divulge the name of this operative, but we have given him a special award, the "Star of the Union," and as an added bonus, we have decided to rename this, our home planet, after him. As of this moment, you are now standing on Solus'Kesh."
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by Charlia » Sat Aug 08, 2015 6:06 pm
Charlia wrote:Name: Alessa Wolf (goes by Alice)
Gender: Female
Sex: Female
Age: 17, unless I'm wrong and a student teacher isn't actually a student...
Position: Student teacher
Ability: Alice has the power to corrupt nerve signals, taking control of other people's senses and making them see, hear, feel, taste, or smell whatever she wants them to. This power can be used on a group, but it is far less effective. Also, there is a range limit. She can only make somebody smell something within a 50 feet radius, taste within 40 feet, feel within 30, hear within 20, and see within 10. The closer she is, the stronger the illusion is.
Appearance:
Personality: Can be friendly, but also can be quite cold at times. She's kind of back-and-forth that way. Red Oni/Blue Oni and all that.
Bio: Well, her powers manifested when she was five years old. Unfortunately, her parents were unwilling to deal with a 'gifted' child, and she was put up for adoption. Her foster parents were relatively kind, and she lived happily for eleven years.
That's when everything went wrong.
A prank by some students went awry(best laid plans), and she was left with a smile reminiscent of a twisted Cheshire Cat. She snapped and killed the students with their own knives. The police deemed it temporary insanity, and she spent several months in the hospital recovering. Nobody visited her.
When she was deemed well enough to be released, her foster parents insisted she go to the school. So... she did.
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by Imperial Northern States » Mon Aug 31, 2015 11:14 am
Shyluz wrote:Congrats! You are officially exceptional
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by The Templar High Council » Mon Sep 21, 2015 5:59 pm
They call me Temp. If I take too long to respond, just TG me. Or TG me whenever, I'm online 90% of the time.
Anime God of P2TM, Last of Lithianity, Bro to All, & P2TM's Villain in Glasses. Kacheen!
2014 P2TM Lifetime Achievement Award Winner. During my first year on NS. Go figure.
And 2015 Most Involved in P2TM? On a roll now!
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by The Olog-Hai » Tue Sep 22, 2015 4:51 pm
by Atlannia » Wed Sep 23, 2015 6:07 am
Coraspia wrote:Name: Tomas Raden
Gender: male
Sex: No...I get banned for rping that...oh...*looks*...male
Age: 16
Position: student
Ability:Tomas is a shapeshifter. He can become any human, animal, or even inanimate object he wishes, just by imagining them. Unfortunately, when he has particularly strong emotions, he can change in rather subtle but important ways, for example if he is feeling angry he might suddenly get a lot bigger, bad as he is already abnormally tall, and ceilings do not appreciate heads trying their level best to crash throough.
Appearance: Blind people don't do pics. We do descriptions. Here's one:
Tomas is 7 ft and 3 inches tall, and of an athletic to slim build. He has a scar on the left side of his face, don't ask him how he got it, it won't be in his bio, he won't like being asked, he may punch you...and it's going to be revealed later. His eyes are amazingly innocent for a person of Tomas' personality, bright wide pools of blue that you feel you could tell anything to, beneath cropped black hair. His face is rather handsome, and he is usually seen smiling and wearing t-shirts and jeans.
Personality: Tomas is highly disdainful towards 'normal' humans, believing that the best situation for the world included them being enslaved by people like him. However, he will only reveal this to people he knows and trusts, and prefers to project an amiable, easy-going side which is not his whatsoever. He is quick to make laugh and farely quick to anger, especially if you mention that bloody scar. He is loyal to his friends, mainly because it takes a lot to become one of them.
Bio:Tomas' parents were normal, growing up in the midlands of England, to be precise, Worcester. If you want to be even more precise, he lived in the St. Peters area of Worcester on the road that goes down the side near Tesco express whose name I've forgotten, but I think may be London road (if you're that bothered look on google maps.) Anyway. His life was pretty normal until he decided it might be fun to have a film night with all of his friends at about the age of 14, which he did. Mum and Dad, being liberal in their beliefs regarding the raising of young Tomas did their duty to the teenagers, providing alcohol and cigarettes (and other substances that do not need mentioning) in great proportion, and everyone was extremely happy, apart from the parents of one boy who received a drunken phone call, however that is for another story which can be taken outside of this thread (it involved a flying blue piano called Derek. Very embarrassing and not something that this particular young reveller is ever likely to forget.) Well, at the end of the night, which came rather earlier than young Tomas had planned, the group were watching Star Wars, a new hope. They had just got to the bit when Vader was having his duel on the death star, and then Tomas, being slightly geeky at the age of 14, had visions running through his head about himself really being their, rather than watching it on mummy and daddy's 50 inch tv with a few too many bottles of beer sloshing merrily in his young stomach. However, these thoughts were interrupted rather rudely (however understandable when the circumstances are considered) by a lot of very unmanly screams (Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!) from the boys sat around with him, and Tomas stood up, wondering why his breathing suddenly sounded all weird, and looked up to the mirror...and then he also screamed...before, with a flash of inspiration, changing his thought back to one of himself.
Tomas' night was ruined, and before he even had a chance to call the family lawyer (people in that part of Worcester all have family lawyers, it's that sort of area) to file a lawsuit against Lucasfilm, his friends had now become his former friends, and were now telling all his friends who had colds or were too busy doing other things to attend his party that Tomas had just become Darth Vader for a bit, and that he was now to be considered a little weird.
Well, that wasn't the worst of it, because who could hear about it but Mr. Plonk, the head teacher...who summoned young Tomas into his dark and austere office, gesturing for him to sit down in a forboding leather chair, which squeeked when the teen placed his posteria upon its well-woarn surface, as if a clan of crazy mice living beneath the all-natural tanned leather had had their favourite cheese-eating party interrupted by an unfortunate earthquake. Well, their was nothing to fear for the young Tomas, because Mr. Plonk actually only wanted to give him a congratulatory certificate and 10 pounds amazon voucher for getting so many merit points this week...but alas, no voucher could Tomas redeem, for it is an unfortunate fact of life that things divine can break and bend the well-layed plans of mice and men, and just as the divine occurrence of the Tomas posteria had destroyed any hope of a cheese-party for the little Mouse clan living their happy life inside Mr. Plonk's chair, so Tomas was suddenly very nervous...their must be more, he thought...and suddenly it happened.
Tomas grew. He grew more muscular and he grew taller and he grew an extra testicle, though Mr. Plonk never got that close to properly validate this claim. He ran out, shouting, leaving the amazon voucher in the hands of his secretary, who used it to buy a new book, proving that all bad things do have happy endings.
Well, bad doesn't quite cover quite how crappy the next 2 years were for young, and then older, Tomas. Because he spent the time roving from place to place, and it quickly became clear, in a melancholy way to him, that the only way he could resist being sent home was to grow big and nasty and fighty and not develop a scar on his face which is not included in this bio. Because humans are truly really nasty gits, are they not? Therefore, Tomas had to run or fight so many police forces in his time, that I'm sorry to say lady's and gentlemen, he got sick of it. Totally. He wandered, friendless, living on the charity of well-meaning people, constantly being moved along by the police, until he met a recruiter for Edwyn's home for the extraordinarily gifted.
'Bloody hell,' he thought. 'What the hell is that?' And so he told him where to go, before he was almost shot by a passing postal worker with a temper. 'Oh why not,' he thought, 'It can't be much worse than this.' And so he went big and fast, scaring Granny Mable out doing her shopping, and caught up with the recruiter, and apologised for telling him where to go, and agreed to come over to the home. And that's really where he is now.
by Protestant England and Germany » Wed Sep 23, 2015 3:48 pm
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