Bartimaeus

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Spies a tumbleweed.

Post a random fact about yourself.

In Highschool my social anxiety was so bad(and still is) that I would skip class periods where I had to do a presentation of any kind. And then I would skip the make-up days for the periods I skipped.

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@Hushed Whispers Hope It's not too weird >.>
xD

Khall Sahn

Khall Sahn

Name: Khall Sahn

Nickname: N/A

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Appearance: Khall's style usually consist of hoodies, sunglasses, and earbuds. Things he has to have if he wants to retain some kind of semblance of normality due to his powers. He usually wears jeans and sneakers, as they're comfortable for him, and keeps a dark or dull color pallet; dark reds, greens, grays, black, etc. His hair is normally not kept, as he wears his hood up a majority of the time.

Khall

Likes:
• Silence
• Reading
• Rain

Dislikes:
• Crowds
• Spicy things
• Going outside

Fears:
• His powers

Personality Traits: Distant, Stubborn, Blunt-at-times --- Stern, Analytical, Competitive

Personality: Khall is not a social lad. He tends to normally keep quiet unless spoken to. When he does speak however, he's straightforward and doesn't pull his punches. He will almost always follow someone else unless he's certain it will lead to failure. However, after you break past the quiet shell, and then the slightly-thorny one, he's compassionate. He's just not the best at showing it.

Ability: -- Opinokinesis -- Khall is capable of depriving people of their senses. When he is about to use this power, an array of floating, 2D eyes appear just above the surface of his skin(if he so chooses); one on the forehead, and one on each palm. He comes to call these his Eyes Of Justice (EoJ). When Khall looks at someone with his normal sight, he can deprive them of two of their senses for as long as he looks at them. When he looks at someone with his extra eyes, he can deprive them of one sense besides sight. If he looks at them with two of his "EoJ"s, he can deprive them of their sight.

Limitations: Khall's power somehow makes his senses very sensitive. His eyes are very sensitive to light, his ears to sound, his pallet to tastes, etc.
Additionally, his EoJ's only affect people who's faces are at least ~40% visible to him.
Sunglasses and some goggles also negate his EoJs.

Background: When Khall found out he was one of the six students to be chosen, he obviously freaked out. But, after they were given instruction to train their abilities, he felt different. He felt unique. Like he never had before. But at the same time- he hated it. He wouldn't be able to go outside or turn on a light without taking several minutes to adjust to the brightness, if the room had been darker before. Standing on the sidewalk near traffic or hearing somebody shout would hurt his ears, due to the sound. He had migraines more commonly then ever before. He couldn't go a day without going through some type of pain. These people had hurt him. They needed to feel what he has to go through. Pain.

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Ah, cool then. Not sure how many you have, but I will make a sheet in time if I can.

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[Edited] Oops, nevermind, I noticed the deadline is today xd

I Wanna Hear Your Opinions On The Different Wrting Levels/Forums.

Free- Simply stated, and as the name implies, this section is free of rough expectations or requirements. Good place to spend your time if you don't want to/feel as if you can't make multi-paragraph(or even one paragraph) posts. Just simple fun with usually minimal effort.

Casual- Where you want to go if you want to provide more than a couple sentences. Again, as the name says, for the casual escape from your everyday life into the universe of whatever RP you choose >.> You like being creative, but you aren't so serious as some other places. Imo, of course.

Advanced- Advanced. For those of us who like a good amount of structure. Personally my favorite or second favorite section of the site. In-depth detail sets the world before your eyes much more reliably than Free/Casual, and having higher expectations set upon you helps to make you improve yourself. I also tend to see the more interesting RPs in this section.

Arena- Ahh...Arena. I used to roam arena before I took a a long hiatus from RPing. I found it very enjoyable to have a competitive view on RPing. I notice some others view the community as toxic. Can't say I really agree. Back when I played(and now that I lurk around there), it isn't really the community that's toxic, but rather the select RPers who can't handle a loss. Just my opinion that's its not the section's fault which personalities are attracted to it.

1x1- A really nice section for building good relationships with some good writers. For those who don't like to have so many people doing so many different things at one time. Don't need an entire cast for these Rps. This section appeals to me and I'd use it, if I wasn't obsessed with finding out what everyone has to offer.

Nation- Nation is a very intriguing section to me. Having control over an entire nation and deciding the actions of such nation sounds very fun. Whether it be warfare or not. Kinda like an extremely large-scale arena section. I'd definitely come here if I knew how to play one of these. Or if I had the time. Maybe after I finish an RP or two.

Tabletop- I haven't looked much into this section, I've only done my tabletop games irl. <.<

These are all my raw opinions, so please don't get offended if I said something about your favorite section that may have sounded rude, I mean no offense. x3

Pokemon: Life [Always Open]

Wolfenheim nodded, removing his hand from Nove's head after patting her. "I doubt you'll embarass yourself." he assured her. "Though I hear that builds character" he smirked.

They soon began to draw close to their destination, Pallet Town.

The next question threw the young man off guard for a moment. T-tag along..?
"Uhh..well-" he blushed. "Y-yeah! Sure, yes...of course we can travel together." he blurted out.

He twiddled his fingers a little as he went silent, turning his head towards his Golduck while pulling his collar up to try and hide his reddened cheek. The duck Pokemon looked at him and laguhed.

He looked up and noticed they were arriving at Pallet Town. "Hey, look. We're here." he said, dropping his arm and gesturing towards the window. While the town was still quite small, despite its popularity, it could be seen from the ocean as the train drew upon it.

Pokemon: Life [Always Open]

I don't think there's anything to apologize for x3
Some things just don't work as lightning quick as others :p

Royal Rumble!

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Aram closed the door to his apartment quietly behind him. After the incident that left him drained on the floor of his kitchen, his ward hadn't let him leave the apartment. That had been days ago. He made his way down the stairs at a furtive pace; today was tournament day, and he wasn't gonna let anything get in his way. He needed to prove himself.

He had a large cloth cover draped over his arm as he made his way down the street towards where the tournaments where held every year. In said cover was his "serious attire", as he called it. His usual, supply-filled satchel would be replaced by an array of padded pockets inside his suit-coat. The lag of the cumbersome bag would grant him more maneuverability for his sword-play. The set of clothes was a dull red, with pinstripes. Additionally, the back of the coat depicted a large transmutation circle, in a dark, emboldened maroon.

A shadow flew overhead as Aram walked drew close to the tournament area. Aram thought to pass it off as a bird, but it was much too large. Next he knew, a girl descended from the sky under the wing of an angel. Andras. She made an impressive show of landing, laughing as she wielded...a piece of bread, as she announced her arrival. She always did have a certain chutzpah.

Aram passed her without second thought, waltzing towards the changing rooms within the tournament grounds with a determined gait. "Get a move on chachka, they're probably waiting on us." he said.

Shortly after, he would come out of the dressing area in his tournament attire, stretching his arms above his head. It fit perfectly.

"Let's get this show on the road." he said to no-one in particular as he made his way to the grounds.

Royal Rumble!

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Samoth left the changing room dressed in more colorful clothing than he'd arrived in. He didn't exactly like his school uniform...but why not wear it? It helped reduce confusion for his teammates as well as the judges. Most of it was, however, covered by the trench coat he slipped on as he left the room. He'd adjusted the uniform with his own personal touches: elbow pads, knee pads, greaves. He pulled his gloves from his pocket, slipping them on as he walked down the halls towards the arena area.

He both liked and disliked these tournaments. Liked, because it gave him opportunity to learn about the nature of other student's powers, and help develop his own. He disliked them because there were so many people. Walking around in the back rooms under the stands eventually gave him headaches from all the mental energy congregating in the area. Now he headed to the field, fortunately not having acquired a headache yet.

He entered the field area and felt better already. The breeze blew past him softly, rustling Samoth's hair that wasn't covered by his camouflage ACU cap. He joined his St. Laurels companions, standing behind them. He scanned the area, observing the actions of allies and other schools alike. He'd been thinking about possible teams that they'd have to face, and who would be the most problematic for him and his teammates. He did so again now.

He didn't have too many students to worry about, but there was one in particular. Bak. She was an issue for him. Her flurry of rounds had always been an issue for him. She could shred through his shields in little time, and she was too heavy and armored for him to do much damage physically. Not to mention her weapons were physical- he couldn't negate them. He's have to rely on someone else to take her down.

Andreim started some kind of speech, turning to his fellow students with rallying words. He held out his hand. Samoth considered taking it.

He did so with a gloved hand. It would create tension between his teammates if he did not because it would seem rude, and they didn't need any more to worry about than they already did.