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Since there is no CS skeleton, I decided to make one myself. Feel free to use it as a model or make your own. I added random stuff like school in afterall. To anyone who wants to make a character that knows Tomoki, feel free to do so! I also decided to make the main location of the event in Tokyo. No problemo, right guys?
Yeah, made wrong post in IC -.-, already requested to have the post deleted.
Ionion said
XD you know I find it funny that when my character says she exhales acidic vapors a lot of the others immediately think she spews acid. >_< Although she can actually do that it's still funny how people right away think acid spewing.
Its just like how if I say I'm psychic, people automatically ask me to read their mind.
March raised an eyebrow at the boy’s response. Ioun stone? He had no idea what it was and had no intention of asking.
“Right, sex toy it is. I shall refrain discovering how you use it.”
March smiled as he responded, trying to make his voice as genuine as possible. From the way he spoke and the fact he was playing around with some spherical gadget. The boy was definitely a technology person. It hinted slightly at his powers but anyone could be a nerd if they wanted to. Even the generic flame wielding psychic. March grimaced as he recalled an unpleasant memory.
It was then that noticed a slightly creeping looking blonde looking at them but before he could say anything, the elevator jolted as it sunk into place. As the monitors flickered to life, armored men began marching in…
XXX
“That has gotta be the best welcoming ceremony I’ve ever attended,” said March sarcastically to the black haired boy. “Best. Shit. Ever.”
He wasn’t particularly surprised. He had been anticipating something like this afterall. He just… didn’t expect them to be so blunt. Talk about a 180 degrees change in attitude. Well now he had confirmed two things; 1. Second Academy was not going to be a walk in the park and 2. The black haired boy’s power was related to technology. Oh thank ye, smarteth female commander for being so obvious with eye contact.
March whistled at the blonde staring at them earlier, beckoning him over. It was best he made some friends. Yeah, being a loner in Second Academy was definitely a no-no.
“Name’s March. March Blakewood. Now since I’ve introduced myself, it wouldn’t be good manners if you guys didn’t.”
“Right, sex toy it is. I shall refrain discovering how you use it.”
March smiled as he responded, trying to make his voice as genuine as possible. From the way he spoke and the fact he was playing around with some spherical gadget. The boy was definitely a technology person. It hinted slightly at his powers but anyone could be a nerd if they wanted to. Even the generic flame wielding psychic. March grimaced as he recalled an unpleasant memory.
It was then that noticed a slightly creeping looking blonde looking at them but before he could say anything, the elevator jolted as it sunk into place. As the monitors flickered to life, armored men began marching in…
XXX
“That has gotta be the best welcoming ceremony I’ve ever attended,” said March sarcastically to the black haired boy. “Best. Shit. Ever.”
He wasn’t particularly surprised. He had been anticipating something like this afterall. He just… didn’t expect them to be so blunt. Talk about a 180 degrees change in attitude. Well now he had confirmed two things; 1. Second Academy was not going to be a walk in the park and 2. The black haired boy’s power was related to technology. Oh thank ye, smarteth female commander for being so obvious with eye contact.
March whistled at the blonde staring at them earlier, beckoning him over. It was best he made some friends. Yeah, being a loner in Second Academy was definitely a no-no.
“Name’s March. March Blakewood. Now since I’ve introduced myself, it wouldn’t be good manners if you guys didn’t.”
MrShoe said
Even on RPG I can't escape Flappy Bird.
HAHAHAHAHA, you shall not escape the repetitive horror of tapping.
A person who doesn't have confidence in himself, wouldn't be able to walk up and sit with a bunch of strangers and start chatting to them.
>This is in school environment.
Then again a confident person wouldn't be here asking for opinions on how to be more confident in situations he isn't. I guess I'm just weird, probably a result of some awkward mental conditioning I subconsciously gave myself.
>This is in school environment.
Then again a confident person wouldn't be here asking for opinions on how to be more confident in situations he isn't. I guess I'm just weird, probably a result of some awkward mental conditioning I subconsciously gave myself.
Claiming 2nd~
Will post CS when I've got the time. Currently swamped with stuffs to dooo.
Will post CS when I've got the time. Currently swamped with stuffs to dooo.
Lets get this parteh started!
121… 123… 124… 125…
March repeatedly tapped the screen of his smartphone, keeping the little red bird in the air as it flew past all the pipes.
173… 174…
When he finally messed up the timings of the tap, the bird crashed into a pipe and a ‘DUN’ sound played as the words ‘GAME OVER’ blinked on the screen. Its soooo boring, he thought. March had not really bothered to mingle around during the course of the flight. Which was strange, considering under normal circumstances, he would have definitely done so. Not only as entertainment, but to gather some contacts and to start building a network. He didn’t know anyone here afterall and he was pretty sure most of them were in the same position as him.
Instead, he had decided to nonchalently observe everyone else.
Despite the nonsense those men had fed him and his parents about this place going to be a wonderful new envrionment, March had already heard some disturbing rumors about it. Him and all the other supers were merely being impronned far off where they couldn’t harm anybody. A giant jail in the middle of space.
Stashing his phone in his pocket, March yawned as he headed to the back of the elevator room he and the rest had just been ushered into. I guess I should start talking to the others already….
Looking around, March found his target. Using a tone that made it sound like they were old friends, March called out to the boy. “Hey gizmo, whats that ball thing you got over there?”
March repeatedly tapped the screen of his smartphone, keeping the little red bird in the air as it flew past all the pipes.
173… 174…
When he finally messed up the timings of the tap, the bird crashed into a pipe and a ‘DUN’ sound played as the words ‘GAME OVER’ blinked on the screen. Its soooo boring, he thought. March had not really bothered to mingle around during the course of the flight. Which was strange, considering under normal circumstances, he would have definitely done so. Not only as entertainment, but to gather some contacts and to start building a network. He didn’t know anyone here afterall and he was pretty sure most of them were in the same position as him.
Instead, he had decided to nonchalently observe everyone else.
Despite the nonsense those men had fed him and his parents about this place going to be a wonderful new envrionment, March had already heard some disturbing rumors about it. Him and all the other supers were merely being impronned far off where they couldn’t harm anybody. A giant jail in the middle of space.
Stashing his phone in his pocket, March yawned as he headed to the back of the elevator room he and the rest had just been ushered into. I guess I should start talking to the others already….
Looking around, March found his target. Using a tone that made it sound like they were old friends, March called out to the boy. “Hey gizmo, whats that ball thing you got over there?”
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