Charlia wrote:ABANDON BUS!
Lovely Charlia. Just fly the rest of the way to school...
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by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:30 am
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.

by Setinel » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:31 am
Legato Venari wrote:Important notice for all.
As of right now we're converging on what'll be full on duck fest.Sentinel Hasn't posted fast enough and we have far to much going on in one second. as of right now I'm having Faust splat on the windsheild to let us move forward.
As a general rule if you perform an action go through to the end of the action unless you're going to stay around for a few hours and complete it.The Flame Dawn wrote:To be honest, I was just gonna make a cook, so not major staff, but staff
Do you think you'll be able to do it without having to force action for yourself?

by The Flame Dawn » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:31 am
Legato Venari wrote:Feel free to be whichever teacher you want to be. I have no others fighting for any posts other than headmaster.

by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:35 am
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.

by Setinel » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:43 am
Legato Venari wrote:
You will find when I'm not sleeping, I'm running at least 1 RP, AND involved in 3 others. And you'll never be able to tell XD
Not complaining... Lets let the stuff proceed.
Also Setinel feel free to react to Flame Dawn sleepy head. (I get that Feels)

by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:45 am
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.

by The Flame Dawn » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:45 am

by Setinel » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:46 am

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by The Flame Dawn » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:55 am

by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:56 am
Setinel wrote:I probably should he pointed out in the IC post the kid Faust patted on the head was Legacy. My bad XD Don't have to do that if you don't want.
Charlia wrote:Legato Venari wrote:The Bus Driver Flinched as the kid who had been running at the bus suddenly collided with the windshield and bounced back. He fell back onto the ground and the bus driver sighed.
This Was going to be a longer ride than normal wasn't it?
Charlotte thought the same thing.
Which resulted in the winged girl exiting the bus and choosing to fly the remaining way to school, because it would be faster.
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.

by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:58 am
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.

by The Flame Dawn » Sun Oct 04, 2015 7:58 am

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by Drakmah » Sun Oct 04, 2015 9:58 am

Quazin the Great wrote:Rules
9. Title stuff so Drakmah doesn't burst into flame. This rule may not matter because Drakmah
has grown old and tired and no longer trifles with such inflammatory conduct.

by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 10:24 am
Glendalia wrote:Name: Zola
Species: Gorgon
Age : 14
Description: (Image)
As picture, but wears non-corrective polarized mirror glasses, tall, gawky-slender.
Abilities: Living mortal beings that make direct eye to eye contact with Zola immediately become paralyzed and transform into fine concrete-like stone statue within a minute of paralyzation. Petrification does not include clothing/items worn by the victim. Some magical spells and curse removals may reverse the petrification. Zola is also quite athletic.
Brief biography: Zola was raised in a log cabin, in the wilds of Northern California and home schooled by her mother (who had compiled an impressive library, although some of the more scientific books and tools were a little out of date). Zola became very good at moving nearly silently and not disturbing or frightening the local animals.
Even before her hair became snakes and her petrifying gaze became active, her mother taught her how to be careful and cautious on how she ought to act in society and avoid accidental exposure. Her mother kept in touch with the outside world via the postal service. Eventually, it became time for Zola to get a broader education and go out into the world. Zola would go to Aurora High.
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.

by Legato Venari » Sun Oct 04, 2015 10:26 am
Drakmah wrote:Name: Raeshi Volarian
Species: Modified Human
Age: 15
Description:(Image)
Raeshi is very slender and small, his build a combination of a lack of exercise of any kind for 4 years and his genes. On his chest are the black, pulsing scars given to him in his time in captivity, these sit next to the tattoos that cover his body from ankle to neck, the wide marks painted onto him for eternity. His final abnormal feature that makes him different are the spikes that protrude from his back. These purple masses of crystal go much deeper than they seem too, only coming about two inches from his skin.
Abilities: From the artifacts and patterns on his skin he gains these abilities.
Control & Sustenance - Because of the mass of empowered obsidian surgically implanted into his chest he no longer is required to eat, the artifact providing the energy he needs to survive. The black scars on his chest come from this and he must watch his levels of activity to make sure that he doesn't use more energy than the artifact can produce. While the artifact will never cease giving him what he needs it can only produce a certain amount at a time and going over will cause his body to tire very quickly and if gone over too much he will fall unconscious until his energy levels return to stable levels. This is also the source at which balances and activates the other sources of power embedded into his body. This not only allows him to identify an artifact of power, but wield it very effectively.
Telekinesis - The wide strokes of the tattoos that cover his body go from a bright white to a dull purple when he activates his minor telepathy, channeling the movements of the curves and bends to activate the ability. The extent of his power allows him to move small objects as he wishes, only able to move them at a moderate speed and with a short range. This being said he has total control over the objects that he controls and can move the ones he can where ever he wants within his sphere of control.
Auric Sight - By activating the many different spikes protruding from his back, he can see the auras of those around him. While he cannot alter these in anyway he can see them through obstructions. Auras appear to him as wisps of color, each being unique in some fashion. When using this his normal vision is greatly obstructed and must stay still unless he were to trip or fall in some other way.
Brief Biography:
It had been nice and sunny the day he was abducted, a soft breeze blowing through the tall, healthy ten year old's hair as the black van pulled up next to him and the metal prongs of a taser bit into his side. The weather would be the only thing he would remember about that day, about his past, as the next four years would be spent trying to burn everything from his memory.
They brought him to an underground facility and began their experiments. They had no idea of how he would grow, only that his body would be a good match to the power source they planned on implanting in his chest. He was to be the first of a group of super soldiers, all augmented and indoctrinated to serve their malignant purposes. They implanted into him the obsidian stone, allowing it to take over the job of keeping him fed. This was the first of their experiments that held the goal of trying to create people who wouldn’t need food to live, eliminating the need to feed an army. This would also serve as the basis for his other augmentations, the tattoos, carved into his chest in a specific pattern, and the spikes, nailed into his flesh one by one.
He avoided abuse from his captors for the most part aside from the torture their experiments inflicted on him, hardening his psyche into one that used false happiness and submission to deal with the horrible things that were happening to him. After the experiments halted, his body not growing in the way they had hoped, the made plans to kill him and reclaim their artifacts so that they may try again. Fortunately for Raeshi, the compound he was being held in was raided after one of the men keeping him was spotted entering it multiple times.
The police were able to rescue Raeshi before he was killed, the boy now small for his height and underweight as well. After several months of rehabilitation and psychological analysis he was deemed stable enough, both physically and mentally, to attend the high school with a permanent pass to miss physical education.
Hammered into a quiet, non confrontational kid with a taste to stay optimistic he kept his horrible memories carefully repressed. While it was suggested that he be coaxed into taking down his barriers, for the moment it was deemed unsafe for his health to try and bring back memories such as his. He has flashbacks every once and while, but they are often obscure and leave him confused.
The Flame Dawn wrote:"Alright," said the Doctor who walked to his desk and wrote a few things on a sticky note and handed it back to the boy, "well I'm assuming your doctor has an actual and legally obtained doctorate so here's ya note."
Legato Venari wrote:Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her Tits.
Legato Venari wrote:Mutiny! We shall toss Contamensia to the beasts! Attack! Attack! Kill The nation of Contamensia! Declare War!
Charlia wrote:...I may never sleep again.
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