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A New Generation of Gods

IVIasterJay said
I loved calculus, still do. It's really easy once you figure out what the hell you're doing, but don't even try figuring out the practical use of any of it, you'll only end up giving yourself a headache.

Oh I did too. I took Calculus AB and BC and it was super simple, but yes I never could answer that question of what I'm supposed to be doing with it :p I mentioned cross sections in my post cause it was my favorite topic. Unlike her.

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Well. I certainly try. :p

I remember what it was like when I was taking calculus in high school, although my class was much more lively. We used to throw erasers and draw pictures on the board and then ditch to play kickball. Ooooh the memories.

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Major Ursa said
Oh god...I was going to submit a recovering drug addict dude, but lost interest in the RP. Is this...instability documented in the CS?...Good looking, aspiring actor, playwright and author, charming, prodigy...age thirteen. The most disjointed and random tragedies dropped on him, though he was mentioned to be struggling with a depression, cutting himself and taking pills and drinking alcohol in a most spectacular fashion...I mean a lot of people prolly had this problem IRL, but seriously...yup, his name is Gary and his last name may very well be Stu.

If I remember correctly, his original CS just mentioned bad physical health. Didn't say anything about his mental. Maybe that he didn't talk to people and could be recovering from losing that girl, but certainly not to that extent!

Exactly! After that first post, I just couldn't even deny it anymore. I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt... but nope.

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Haha I think its funny actually.

But uh..

Welllll It's actually that RP that I saw you express interest in. The gods one, so you kind of know the background.

He just... he basically kept repeating "I can't do this anymore." And then talked about how he cut himself (his character that is) and then he swallowed like a whole bottle of pills and it was just..... yeaaaah. Sensitive topic and not really relevant, plus he never once said anything about his character being depressed or suicidal. It was .... strange.

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ERode said
>ignoring Val>ERode's expectations of a fun Key reaction are crushed

I completely forgot he said something! Aw. I'm gonna go back and edit it. You shall have your reaction, though I'm not sure you will have your laughs.

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So extreme D:

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Hahaha I suppose you could be right. I guess what really sent me over was his first post. Which was just... I don't even know how to explain it. I was severely creeped out.

Hell's Angels (Not a Biker RP)

Hmmm having a bit of trouble. I'm gonna watch some FMA: Brotherhood then try again.

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UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh

Sorry. I needed to vent, and I can't do it in my other OOC D:

You know, I've never actually encountered a Mary Sue or Gary Stu. Not once. Until now. I get why they are frustrating now.

This dude is an aspiring actor, playwright and artist. He's light years ahead of everyone else. He doesn't socialize, but everyone thinks he's cool anyways. His dad died. Then the girl he liked got mauled to death by dogs. In a neighborhood. He did too. But he's fine. Then he had some weird thing in his blood. No one knew what. He's cool now though.

I don't even... T_T why?

Okay. That's all. Feel free to ignore this post as it is not even relevant :D

Oh! But yaaaay a school dance sounds fun

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ActRaiserTheReturned said
. . . Playing hookie after his girlfriend died. . . some people do things like that. Also, if he's sick enough, why would he be at school?

Right but... if he's not at the school he won't get abducted. And why are you writing him basically killing himself anyways? Bah. That was kind of mean, but it doesn't make much sense in the context of this RP, at least not yet. We're supposed to be doing normal things.

Well, anyways. Hope that was satisfactory. I've never wrote two characters before, but I wanted to connect them in some way since they are technically related.

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"So make a wish.
I'll make it like your birthday everyday.
I'll be your gift.
Give you something good to celebrate"

Elena was singing along to her pop hits radio as she danced out of the shower. It was still early, and she was just glad she was finally up in time for breakfast. Those sausage biscuits were calling her name! Her hair was still drying as she stepped out of the bathroom in her simple everyday wear: jeans and a t-shirt. Her long, auburn hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she went to applying her makeup. If she was to find a nice guy, she had to look good, after all.

As she stared into the mirror, her eyes gazed over a picture of her family. In it were both sisters and her parents. Homesickness overwhelmed her for a moment, and then it was gone. Here she was happy, no one was around to fight with. It was a good existence. Peaceful. Well, as peaceful as things could be around Elena. Perhaps her sister was right, and she was too loud, but she didn't want to change herself just to fit the mold that was expected of her.

She was still staring at this photograph when it began to shake, along with everything else in the room. Instinctively, she grabbed the table in front of her and looked out of the window, trying to find an anchor. Instead, all she saw was a bright light.

Lucy

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Elena

Lucy found herself dazing as she stared in the direction of the college. It wasn't often that her thoughts were on her sister, in fact, she'd say it was never more than once a month. But sometimes, when Lucy remembered she'd once had an older sister, she wondered what Elena was up to. If she was happy, if people liked her. She never came home, never called, so Lucy assumed that she was. Sometimes, though, she thought it would be nice to hear from her sister once in awhile. Even if they'd never gotten along, they were family. You were supposed to love your family, right?

Turning her attention back to the doodles in front of her, she could hear the teacher in the background droning on and on about some kind of math equation. Was it cross sections? Oh right. The stupid area of a shape on a graph. Like she'd ever use that in her entire life. Why had she decided to take Calculus again? There was not any time to think on this existential question as the ground began to shake and the room lit up as if it were on fire.

Her last thoughts before everything went white were, unsurprisingly, that of song lyrics.

The stars will fall tonight.
Beautiful destruction laid down before our eyes.
The blackest tears you cry.
Fighting out this city as we struggle for our lives.