[OOC] In Hunting Beasts and Monsters

[TheWendil]

@Lugubrious

On second thought, just keep it as is. It's too much of a hassle, though now I'll have to rethink some things if Highball is going to be a veteran Hunter. I will keep an eye on her for now since we may have to discuss some things in private concerning KoL's character.

[Lucius Cypher]

Sure you don't want me in control now Windel? I can help you deal with these sort of little incidents, make sure things pan out smoothly... You know what I'm capable of.

[Lugubrious]

@Lugubrious

About being a newbie Hunter: I've stated this numerous times in the OOC. KoL has obvious OP skills due to obvious Co-GMing. As for the first post, I can only say that I would assume people start in the location I give them since it's...you know, the first post. I can see how that could be confusing but...again, it was literally the first post with no other location given. Unless I said otherwise, it was to be assumed everyone started out the same. Nothing will happen to Highball at the moment since her post is being edited.

@TheWindel

I can see why you thought that, and I will adhere to that. I jumped to conclusions reading this:

player-driven actions and environments. That is to say, I’m not going to move the story anymore than you all explore it

Forgive me for my idiocy. If I continue missing assumptions, you might have to spell it out for me in the future.

I have gone through every OOC post you made twice now, by the way, and you haven't mentioned Maria once or specifically mentioned that KOL's character will be given privileges at all. If you're referring to mentioning the newbie hunter business, then that was the one time I previously mentioned, made 3 hours ago as one of the first posts on page 5. In either case, I'm not so sure about the 'numerous times' thing.

FR: You thinking is more of a hassle than me rewriting. If I've made a legitimate error, don't let me get away with it and screw up your plans. No matter what, I'm willing to rectify my mistakes. I'm already halfway through a replacement post.

[TheWendil]

@Lugubrious

Well then. My apologies. As for your post, just keep it as is as said before.

[ClocktowerEchos]

Alright, I'm remaking Anderson as a female for the understanfable and logical reason of: #YoloSwag

Thinking of using one of these 3 as a pic

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[Lugubrious]

@Lugubrious

Well then. My apologies. As for your post, just keep it as is as said before.

@TheWindel

I cannot physically bring myself to throw away the replacement post I'm working on and put back the bit I know is inaccurate and goes against your wishes.

@Clocktowerechos don't you find that second one a wee bit ludicrous for this sort of setting? I really like the first one though.

[Spriggs27]

Sure you don't want me in control now Windel? I can help you deal with these sort of little incidents, make sure things pan out smoothly... You know what I'm capable of.

@Lucius Cypher

Hey pipe it down, or I'll put you down, then eat you and digest you

[BlueAjah]

Alright, I'm remaking Anderson as a female for the understanfable and logical reason of: #YoloSwag

Thinking of using one of these 3 as a pic

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@ClocktowerEchos

I like the first one

[Lucius Cypher]

Speaking out only because it's what I do, there was some miscommunications on both ends. Windel made the assumption that everyone knew that thanks to KoL's Co-GM privilege, she has the right to make her characters however she wanted. Lugu assumed from what was written that we the players have a fairly free reign with how the story develops, including our characters, who are instrument to that story.

I usually don't compromise, but since I'm only giving a suggestion out of the goodness of my heart (And totally not because I'm making a bid for power here) I'll offer it anyways; we're going to need some vet level characters to help give exposition and guidance for our newblets. If Lugu is willing to learn more about the world so his character can serve as a sort of guide for our newblets, his character could be incorporated just fine, as Windel suggested. This will also allow Lugu not to have to make much more alteration nor simplify his character, something I'm sure no one wants to happen.

And for future reference, Windel while you're going to let us, the players, guide the story, you should also try to make sure you can summarize and perhaps give general ideas of what is going on in the story as it pertains the the players. For example if you had said "Everyone is trapped in the basement", that should give little room to make little mistakes like what happened.

Of course I can also handle this, should I be given the authority to do so.

[Lugubrious]

My fix has been made. I thought of a way to spin it so that I don't have to rewrite my character just yet: she shuts herself off from this experience, and thus when given the chance, awakens as if for the first time. The memories of her captivity and the mad cannibal are repressed, and Otsune is free to come to her own conclusions and then more or less head on the path I prescribed for her should the situation allow.

I did not intend for this to become a controversy, particularly one that necessitated outside arbitration. Admittedly, I got so caught up in creating a cool scene and establishing shot for my character that I did not pay as much attention to logistics as I should have. What I wrote will not be wasted, though, so don't worry.

[Lucius Cypher]

Hey, we're all friends here Lugu. And the important thing (It's even in the rules) is to have fun. But water under the bridge.

More importantly, @Lugubrious, since your character is writhing in agony on the floor, perhaps Donny could stumble upon her? His heroic nature would demand that he liberate the lady, regardless of her character.

[Lugubrious]

Hey, we're all friends here Lugu. And the important thing (It's even in the rules) is to have fun. But water under the bridge.

More importantly, @Lugubrious, since your character is writhing in agony on the floor, perhaps Donny could stumble upon her? His heroic nature would demand that he liberate the lady, regardless of her character.

@Lucius Cypher

Fine by me. This is a real nitpick, but just to make sure there's no chance of misinterpretation, she's not actually going through physical pain, or even writhing anymore. She's pretty much 'shut down' at the moment, so Donny the Brave probably won't be getting a peck on the cheek for his gallantry, sadly.

[Lucius Cypher]

Eeeeh, it's the thought that counts, right? Both her and him: she's basically out at the moment and Donny has to save her. Though he needs to untie the ropes on her first which may result in... Skinship.



I'll wait on one more person before Donny leaps into action.

[harinezumikouken]

Paul Delacroix

Name: Paul Delacroix
Gender: Male
Age: 25

Appearance: Paul stands at approximately 5 foot, 10 inches. His height approximate due to having 'good back days' and 'bad back days'. Weighing in at a thin 175 Ibs, Paul doesn't look like much as far as athletic ability is concerned. This is supplemented by the fact that he's hardly ever seen standing or moving about due to his constant state of sometimes manageable and tolerable pain. Regardless, Paul in all actuality hides a moderate amount of strength and agility underneath his slim, sharply dressed appearance. He's able to lift a full grown man heavier than him and carry them some distance, and is even able to run for a few miles before having to stop. Not the fastest or strongest man you'll ever meet, he is still a few steps above the average civilian.

He is dressed a little oddly for a Hunter, the attire he commonly wears is entirely monochromatic. Black dress shoes and slacks. Black leather belt with a tasteful silver buckle. Black vest with a white long-sleeved button up shirt underneath finished off with a white cravat in place of a tie. Though he isn't obsessive-compulsive, Paul is a man that cares about his personal appearance and it shows. He can constantly be found straightening himself up. Often smoothing his vest, wiping off his shoes, and dusting off his clothes to maintain some semblance of civility and dignity. A bit nonsensical due to his current...'choice' of employment almost guaranteeing he would constantly be bathed in the blood and entrails of lord-knows-what abominations of the night. But hey, can't stop a man from trying. His jet-black hair, cold gray eyes and deathly pale skin has also more often than not gotten himself confused for one of the Undead. A fond memory from a previous life recalls the unique moniker of “Mr. Gray-scale.”

Magic: No current aptitude in the arcane arts, though he would express an interest the field of Blood magicks. He holds absolutely no curiosity for Dark magicks, however.

Weapon(s)

Melee:

Walking Cane – Due to a debilitating and degenerative condition involving Paul's spinal disks, he walks with a seldom painful limp. As a direct result of this physical condition, he sometimes requires the assistance of his cane to move about. When twisting the handle, Paul can unsheathe a thin blade from the cane while simultaneously using the other half as a defensive measure or blunt striking weapon. Simple, yet elegant and classic. Not exactly a skilled swordsman, Paul prefers to aim for vital areas and chooses to end conflicts swiftly.

Range:

Percussion-cap Pistol – What's a gentleman to do without a trustworthy firearm at his side for a duel? Holstered on his right hip, he always keeps his pistol with him at all times. Though a decent marksman, Paul is not quick to use it as he expresses a deep-seated hatred for reloading the damned thing. The rest of his kit he keeps along his belt line near the pistol.

Misc:

Rosary and Pendant – On Paul's left wrist, he wears a beautiful rosary of white beads with a silver cross. Around his neck, he wears a similar silver cross as a pendant. Not exactly weapons, but rather two items that bring him a mysterious and unknown comfort.

Personality: To those that first meet Mister Delacroix they could walk away simply knowing that he is a kind, courteous, and polite gentleman. But to those that come to know him better would find themselves a young man who is more than just quiet and reserved. Instead, they would come to learn him as a eternally kind and cordial friend. He reserves judgment of others and is accepting of all who befriend him, regardless of their background or origin. Usually, he keeps to himself. Rarely speaking or reacting unless given reason to, but it could be discovered that there is a intense internal fire within him. Something to his aura that gives off a sense of drive and focus that breathes life into his eyes when otherwise he looks like Death himself walking the earth. It could be learned that he is searching, seeking for something in this dream world and refuses to go quietly into the night until he has achieved his goal. Whatever that goal may be. Not a meek person by any means Paul is a strong-willed, bull-headed, and confident young man. Though he may have a limp, he still walks tall with his head held high. Empathetic to the plight of others, he knows just when to express his emotions in just the right way. Never too serious, never too silly. Even covered in the grimy viscera of beasts, he somehow always finds a reason to smile and carry on.

Bio:

A frantic, desperate search. Time running out. A discovery is made. Reason and logic thrown to the winds. An agreement. A contract is completed. Needle pin-prick in his arm as he lay on a hospital bed. He consciousness begins to fade away. Cruel, mocking laughter. Words heard before his slumber.

“Good. All signed and sealed.”

Other: Paul has a few addictive habits. He finds enjoyment in smoking tobacco and having a few alcoholic beverages. Though he tries his best not to be rude and get caught, his eyes fleetingly follow after passing fair maidens. To note, only his firearm and cane provide any contrast of color to Paul's look.

Be gentle, I'm of fragile and weak constitution. @TheWindel @KoL

[Spriggs27]

Hey, we're all friends here Lugu. And the important thing (It's even in the rules) is to have fun. But water under the bridge.

More importantly, @Lugubrious, since your character is writhing in agony on the floor, perhaps Donny could stumble upon her? His heroic nature would demand that he liberate the lady, regardless of her character.

@Lucius Cypher

Hey I don't a damn person here none of you are my friends.

[harinezumikouken]

Paul Delacroix

Name: Paul Delacroix
Gender: Male
Age: 25

Appearance: Paul stands at approximately 5 foot, 10 inches. His height approximate due to having 'good back days' and 'bad back days'. Weighing in at a thin 175 Ibs, Paul doesn't look like much as far as athletic ability is concerned. This is supplemented by the fact that he's hardly ever seen standing or moving about due to his constant state of sometimes manageable and tolerable pain. Regardless, Paul in all actuality hides a moderate amount of strength and agility underneath his slim, sharply dressed appearance. He's able to lift a full grown man heavier than him and carry them some distance, and is even able to run for a few miles before having to stop. Not the fastest or strongest man you'll ever meet, he is still a few steps above the average civilian.

He is dressed a little oddly for a Hunter, the attire he commonly wears is entirely monochromatic. Black dress shoes and slacks. Black leather belt with a tasteful silver buckle. Black vest with a white long-sleeved button up shirt underneath finished off with a white cravat in place of a tie. Though he isn't obsessive-compulsive, Paul is a man that cares about his personal appearance and it shows. He can constantly be found straightening himself up. Often smoothing his vest, wiping off his shoes, and dusting off his clothes to maintain some semblance of civility and dignity. A bit nonsensical due to his current...'choice' of employment almost guaranteeing he would constantly be bathed in the blood and entrails of lord-knows-what abominations of the night. But hey, can't stop a man from trying. His jet-black hair, cold gray eyes and deathly pale skin has also more often than not gotten himself confused for one of the Undead. A fond memory from a previous life recalls the unique moniker of “Mr. Gray-scale.”

Magic: No current aptitude in the arcane arts, though he would express an interest the field of Blood magicks. He holds absolutely no curiosity for Dark magicks, however.

Weapon(s)

Melee:

Walking Cane – Due to a debilitating and degenerative condition involving Paul's spinal disks, he walks with a seldom painful limp. As a direct result of this physical condition, he sometimes requires the assistance of his cane to move about. When twisting the handle, Paul can unsheathe a thin blade from the cane while simultaneously using the other half as a defensive measure or blunt striking weapon. Simple, yet elegant and classic. Not exactly a skilled swordsman, Paul prefers to aim for vital areas and chooses to end conflicts swiftly.

Range:

Percussion-cap Pistol – What's a gentleman to do without a trustworthy firearm at his side for a duel? Holstered on his right hip, he always keeps his pistol with him at all times. Though a decent marksman, Paul is not quick to use it as he expresses a deep-seated hatred for reloading the damned thing. The rest of his kit he keeps along his belt line near the pistol.

Misc:

Rosary and Pendant – On Paul's left wrist, he wears a beautiful rosary of white beads with a silver cross. Around his neck, he wears a similar silver cross as a pendant. Not exactly weapons, but rather two items that bring him a mysterious and unknown comfort.

Personality: To those that first meet Mister Delacroix they could walk away simply knowing that he is a kind, courteous, and polite gentleman. But to those that come to know him better would find themselves a young man who is more than just quiet and reserved. Instead, they would come to learn him as a eternally kind and cordial friend. He reserves judgment of others and is accepting of all who befriend him, regardless of their background or origin. Usually, he keeps to himself. Rarely speaking or reacting unless given reason to, but it could be discovered that there is a intense internal fire within him. Something to his aura that gives off a sense of drive and focus that breathes life into his eyes when otherwise he looks like Death himself walking the earth. It could be learned that he is searching, seeking for something in this dream world and refuses to go quietly into the night until he has achieved his goal. Whatever that goal may be. Not a meek person by any means Paul is a strong-willed, bull-headed, and confident young man. Though he may have a limp, he still walks tall with his head held high. Empathetic to the plight of others, he knows just when to express his emotions in just the right way. Never too serious, never too silly. Even covered in the grimy viscera of beasts, he somehow always finds a reason to smile and carry on.

Bio:

A frantic, desperate search. Time running out. A discovery is made. Reason and logic thrown to the winds. An agreement. A contract is completed. Needle pin-prick in his arm as he lay on a hospital bed. He consciousness begins to fade away. Cruel, mocking laughter. Words heard before his slumber.

“Good. All signed and sealed.”

Other: Paul has a few addictive habits. He finds enjoyment in smoking tobacco and having a few alcoholic beverages. Though he tries his best not to be rude and get caught, his eyes fleetingly follow after passing fair maidens. To note, only his firearm and cane provide any contrast of color to Paul's look.

Be gentle, I'm of fragile and weak constitution. @TheWindel @KoL

@harinezumikouken

What do all of y'all think? I'm anxious to know.

[BlueAjah]

Lillian :)

Name: Lillian (Lily)

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Appearance:

Clothes

Weapons:

Bow and Arrow

Small Sword

Personality:
Lillian’s the last person you’d ever expect to be a hunter. It’s a miracle Lillian can even walk, considering she falls over air every ten minutes. While she tries, Lillian tends to ruin everything her small fingers come across. That art project you spent weeks perfecting? She probably broke it five minutes ago. Disasters seem to haunt her every moment, whether it be bad luck or the fact that she’s just a complete klutz. It doesn’t stop her from trying incredibly hard for everything to be perfect though. In fact, she spends every waking moment of her life focusing on making things go by smoothly. Lillian's determination and will to keep going are two of her strongest assets.

A complete goof ball, Lillian has no trouble getting people to smile, the only talent she seems to have. Beaming with positive energy, Lillian alway tries her best to turn any depressing moment into a cheerful one. People often find themselves annoyed with her because she constantly tries to make everyone happy, especially when they want to be alone. She genuinely cares about other people though and wishes the best for them. To Lillian, even if it’s pretending, it’s better to be smiling than frowning.

While she may see all rainbows and cupcakes, Lillian too has a bad side lurking deep underneath thousands of mountains of sugar and dreams. She can often be overprotective of the ones she cares about, which frequently leads into trouble. Lillian doesn’t know when to stop talking either, an issue she never seems to be able to fix. However, her bad side rarely comes out, and she will try her best to compromise on everything so both parties are satisfied.

Lillian isn't afraid to learn new things and will gladly work hard to accomplish something as well. No matter how poor the situation looks, Lillian will keep working until the breath is sucked out of her or the job is completed. She strongly believes that if you start something, you should see it to the end, no matter what. She's a loyal Hufflepuff, who will follow you to the end.

Bio:
Lillian started off born from two loving parents, surrounded by caring friends, just a perfect, average life. There was nothing holding her back from being her cheery self. All memories of her life were completely stripped as she slowly fell to the Wasted Dream. She knows she lived a happy and passionate life but that’s as far as her memory can recall. Flashes of a white hospital room constantly haunt her mind, although she can’t remember why.

Other:
-Lillian is very uncomfortable around blood, often passing out at the sight of it.
-She also has a huge obsession with cake.
-Painting has become a passion of hers and she loves artwork as well

Here's my CS! :P I hope it looks okay. Lillian's not the type of character you'd expect to be in this world but we'll see how it goes. I'm excited to start, this will be really fun. :)

[Spriggs27]

Lillian :)

Name: Lillian (Lily)

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Appearance:

Clothes

Weapons:

Bow and Arrow

Small Sword

Personality:
Lillian’s the last person you’d ever expect to be a hunter. It’s a miracle Lillian can even walk, considering she falls over air every ten minutes. While she tries, Lillian tends to ruin everything her small fingers come across. That art project you spent weeks perfecting? She probably broke it five minutes ago. Disasters seem to haunt her every moment, whether it be bad luck or the fact that she’s just a complete klutz. It doesn’t stop her from trying incredibly hard for everything to be perfect though. In fact, she spends every waking moment of her life focusing on making things go by smoothly. Lillian's determination and will to keep going are two of her strongest assets.

A complete goof ball, Lillian has no trouble getting people to smile, the only talent she seems to have. Beaming with positive energy, Lillian alway tries her best to turn any depressing moment into a cheerful one. People often find themselves annoyed with her because she constantly tries to make everyone happy, especially when they want to be alone. She genuinely cares about other people though and wishes the best for them. To Lillian, even if it’s pretending, it’s better to be smiling than frowning.

While she may see all rainbows and cupcakes, Lillian too has a bad side lurking deep underneath thousands of mountains of sugar and dreams. She can often be overprotective of the ones she cares about, which frequently leads into trouble. Lillian doesn’t know when to stop talking either, an issue she never seems to be able to fix. However, her bad side rarely comes out, and she will try her best to compromise on everything so both parties are satisfied.

Lillian isn't afraid to learn new things and will gladly work hard to accomplish something as well. No matter how poor the situation looks, Lillian will keep working until the breath is sucked out of her or the job is completed. She strongly believes that if you start something, you should see it to the end, no matter what. She's a loyal Hufflepuff, who will follow you to the end.

Bio:
Lillian started off born from two loving parents, surrounded by caring friends, just a perfect, average life. There was nothing holding her back from being her cheery self. All memories of her life were completely stripped as she slowly fell to the Wasted Dream. She knows she lived a happy and passionate life but that’s as far as her memory can recall. Flashes of a white hospital room constantly haunt her mind, although she can’t remember why.

Other:
-Lillian is very uncomfortable around blood, often passing out at the sight of it.
-She also has a huge obsession with cake.
-Painting has become a passion of hers and she loves artwork as well

Here's my CS! :P I hope it looks okay. Lillian's not the type of character you'd expect to be in this world but we'll see how it goes. I'm excited to start, this will be really fun. :)

@BlueAjah

Well everyone we have our meat shield and punching bag, let though without the first sin cast the first punch.

[harinezumikouken]

I'm gonna have to refer to Lili as "sweet child" through any character interactions now. XD

[Savo]

I have his picture appearance, but I need to get his worded appearance down.

Omen

Name: Omen

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Appearance:
((I'll go into more detail on the morrow.))
A side note - Ignore the Katana. That's where his leather bound book is.

Magic:
"A hue of sable red which tastes of copper... blood... the moment we lose such an invaluable solution, our souls depart, leaving us but an empty husk of internal organs and wasting meat that festers over each agonizing passing."

Blood is what Omen specializes in... While he is a neophyte in terms of power, he can get quite creative with his blood, mainly in terms of damaging opponents through wiles. He can set up blood traps which is currently limited to a simple bear trap which snags the assailants leg... or an unlucky ally.

Next isn't as costly, but if used too much can lead to a deadly price. Omen can turn his blood into bullets for Bloody Mary since it is much more inexpensive than using regular bullets... slightly. Of course, what other things he can do with his crimson bullets is yet to be seen. The future is ripe with the sickening tang of copper.

Weapon:
"To me, it feels rather peculiar to be wielding one of these... whether it is the atmosphere or my own psyche, I better not let it get the best of me..."

Oblivion: The sword he wields is nothing special... maybe; save for the blessed craftsmanship of the blade and hilt. Etched on the protruding hilts are the words "Oblivion;" seems a bit stronger than other swords, but it really isn't; it is really the ornateness that makes it appear to be extraordinary.

Bloody Mary: A gun with nonexistent bullets is more than useless in this realm. However, this break action dueling pistol specialty is dealt with warm crimson hues; it can use other bullets, but to get the most out of it, he has to load it with his crimson fluids. It holds only a single shot at a time, and is accurate; it does take some time to reload though. If Omen wants more strength from the gun, he should not only use blood for the gun, but the blood itself must be sweeter and much more developed than the other predecessors.

The Crimson Sabbath: A simple leather bound book absent of any words or colors, save for a reddish splatter on the first few pages. Other that the rust-like pages, the others are unabridged and not stained by any hue, making them completely blank. What it does is completely unknown, even to the wielder, Omen, himself... hell, it might not even do anything useful in skirmishes, save for recording useful information. Why it is called The Crimson Sabbath is because of the first page which crudely spells out the title of this enigmatic book.

Personality:

Zany isn't something to describe Omen as, but still heralds a bit of humor in these passing days. Even with the awakening, Omen tries to keep an undiluted, calm attitude in such cataclysmic hours. Persistent can be used as another way to talk about him, as Omen will work at discovering things unknown and unseen to him, as his amnesia and how he was born into this realm. Also, he does herald some thought for each action, displaying a sense of morale in a realm depraved of one with misery and creeping shades. Never displaying despair outwith his own mind, he will attempt to greet each passing abomination with a stalwart gaze in hopes of piercing the dark. In other words, he is brave, but only to influence others in confidently taking heed against their assailants. At most, you can imagine him to be the kind of guy who doesn't leave an ally behind. However, even with virtues, there will be vices within.

Perception is deadly though as if one discerns him even closer, they might discover that he is actually very terrified of the transpiring events. As if it wasn't enough, he can be a bit snarky at times, despite the little facade he displays. Underneath it all, he desperately does yearn for the old past, despite the facet that he can rebuild a new one. Likewise, his persistence can be a burden at times, for a few reasons. Dragging on a possible mission for too long if there is some fortune in the form of knowledge pertaining to the story behind this realm, and his past. Recovering those shattered memories heralds such significance to him, that he feels incomplete. In retrospect, it might be for the best that he perishes the thought to others, but he could care less if it was volatile and cataclysmic... Cutting through this realm and seeking the truth is all he cares for, whilst safeguarding his companions to calm his own inward turmoil.

Bio:
"The only thing I can recall is waking up with the clothes and skin on my back... Shouldn't I be remembering more than that?"

Once he was ______ ______.

That slate known as his past dissipated into thin air in a car accident that left him in a coma... his girlfriend and other companions were put into the hospital, but were not thrust upon the fate ______ would endure as they could of caught a cold case of death... maybe. Who knew as his memories were wiped, save for his wits and common sense to an extent. Now he has transpired into a broken realm with a new name bestowed to him by a hunter. ______ was asleep amidst the plague of nightmares, but Omen was born from the gleaming crimson of slumber with a few items at his side...

...

"... I hear... sirens... my vision is blurry... almost as if this world is fogging up..."

...

A college student, that's what he once was. Making it through each passing year, all while savoring each moment he had with his companions. They went through rough times, but with support from each other and their merit scholarships. Most of them dropped out within the first two years due to funds or lost initiative, but ______ stayed close with those who weathered the storm; they all became a tight knit community, one of which that could be mistaken for a family of sorts.

______ was able to work his way into the nursing program, along with ______, and ______ too. The trio were rivals too, competing for a chance at furthering their careers in a nursing school. Of course, to remedy such a possibly volatile friendship and rivalry, ______, ______ lover would often take strides to keep them all in line, all while ______, and the others giggled at the whole spiel. Unlike ______, ______ was majoring in another course, which ______ still struggles to recall at times since he found the whole process to be painstakingly numb.

The rest is a blank dream.

"... ugh, this is frustrating. I can only withdraw those remnants, save for a deafening screech... Oy, can you explain what's going on?"

Other:
Hey I did say he couldn't recall his own name, so wynaut remove all names from his backstory? Also, his real name is hidden somewhere in the personality I created for him; it was annoying to discern how to go about it, but hell, I did it.

I need to rework part of the backstory now that I think about it... he probably just woke up for the first time with the other meat, so he probably doesn't have a name yet.