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Yeah I'm super damn sorry but I'm honestly having a really busy week and I understand if you're mad. I've had like no time to do shit but I'm getting something up, I promise and my pace will pick up.
Okay I'll get a post up tomorrow, I was really busy today and honestly it's too late and I'm too tired to write.
I was lying in wait as well, but it appears I must post so I'll try and get one up tomorrow night.
Dave stood there and listened to the child's explanation of "White Walkers" and realized the skeleton indeed did not fit the bright blue skin and eyes appearance, mostly due to the lack of skin and eyes. He also noticed the girl seemed to edge slightly closer to him which was strange, Dave wasn't used to being seen as the safest bet to someone else. He noticed the gash in the skeletons suit and suddenly decided to watch his shirt around the masked man. Dave might have made a remark about it but someone had started to read the scroll that had dropped earlier. Head to Eylae... it was fantastic none of them knew where that was, though the girl reading it assumed it to be the place smelling of death.

"Sure let's go, I've marched to death for worse reasons then a scroll telling me to." Dave said in a deadpan manner. Whatever got them out of this place the fastest seemed to be the best bet, though shortcuts had led him wrong before. The masked man who had just been threatening the skeleton suddenly introduced himself as "Zal" and called forth for introductions. The girl next to Dave was apparently named "Arry" and he was sure to learn more names soon. Normally He would give a smartass answer to a question like this but he decided that he would give his real name for the convenience of not having to explain himself later.

"I'm Dave." He gave plainly, they weren't on a full name basis yet. Now that his introduction was out of the way Dave had a moment to examine the merry band of travelers better for a second. There was Zal, the boy masked wonder; Arry, the only one seeming to acknowledge him; a woman in leather attire, the one who had just read off the scroll; a well dressed skeleton, the one who had just been threatened for being a nice guy; and another light haired kid, another one who seemed to be taking this as calmly as he was. It was certainly an interesting group to be gallivanting with.
The call of a raven was what had woken Dave up. His mind awoke but he kept his eyes closed, in darkness. He laid there for a bit, not keeping track of the time. The ground was actually pretty comfy, but he couldn’t lay there forever. His eyes slid open and pushed himself into a sitting position despite the aching in his joints. He rolled his shoulder a bit to get some stiffness out and looked around. He noticed the skeleton man, burning city, somewhat normal looking people who he didn’t know, all in all nothing too shocking.

He stood himself up before his knees wobbled a bit, he steadied himself quickly. Okay, so he had no idea where he was. That seemed to be recurring theme in his life. He reached back and noticed his katana was strapped there. That was good, hate to be caught somewhere new without a method of mass destruction. He saw that everyone else was already up and about.

“It seems I’m a little late to the party.” Dave said calmly. “But it certainly seems to be one hell of a party.” He walked a few steps while stretching his arms out before noticing the situation arising with the skeleton apparently trying to talk to the child and getting threatened. Dave strode over the scene and decided to speak up.

“Whoa, calm down there Chris Hanson.” He said, walking up to the masked man threatening the skeleton. He seemed to not want to cause any harm so there was no reason to be threatening anyone with weaponry.
If it's based off of Angel Beats it will have to be the "Super Kawaii Desu Desu Hi Five Unalive Teen Battlefront!",



Name
Dave Strider
**Nicknames**
Knight of Time

Age
16

Gender
Male

Race
Human

Fandom
Homestuck

Personality
He can basically be summed up in the word cool. He likes to kid and boast a bit but he more often then not lives up to his boasts. He likes to laugh and berate interests of those he likes, partially jokingly but really he's just not afraid to say what's on his mind. His cool level headedness helps him deal with generally extreme or disconcerting situations in a fairly calm fashion. Despite the cool facade he puts up he does genuinely care about his friends and will always do what he thinks is best to help them, even if that's nothing at all. While he often remains totally calm certain things can put him over the edge angry, though usually only in short bursts.

Backstory
Dave had a strange upbringing. He was found as a baby by his adoptive brother/father, "Bro" and taken in. One of the strangest parts of the upbringing was his brother seeming obsession with puppets that seems to, despite how much he tries to hide it, scare Dave. Bro tried to raise Dave to be able to fight, teaching him the sword fighting and apparently going as far as to ambush him in the middle of the night when Dave went to use the washroom. He less then ordinary upbringing worked of course because Dave is a damn badass with the flips and sword tricks. Due to the attacks and such he tended to spend a lot of time in his room talking to his best friends over the internet, which eventually led to a long quest that would take entirely long to explain. Long story short Dave got some powers involving time and that's all I can explain without spoilers.

Equipment
He always keeps his katana on him, never know when you might need to slash something up.

Physical Traits
Very speedy and agile. Able to easily do multiple flips mid-air, and a variety of other acrobatic/ ninja-like moves.

Super Abilities
Ability to control time (He's reluctant to use this and mess up time and such and since it's a pretty big ability I'll cut it back to going back or forwards a limited short time.)

Weakness and Fear
His fear of messing up and screwing over those he cares about for one. Another would be his general dislike and anxiety of puppets caused by his bro.

**Other**
Anything that needs improving tell me.
Aksel was shocked when he heard so many voices going off in his head at once; his own thoughts were hyperactive enough without so many others joining in. The fact that there was such a relatively small amount of people joining in and that he and Sven could hear it meant that it was most likely other genetically altered people. It was exciting to say the least to know that there were all these others that might be like him, at least in a vague sense. He waited a bit until he heard the original voice claiming there was a safe place. Depending on how safe it really was it seemed preferable to wandering through the woods of wherever the hell they were.

He heard Sven’s warning to not jump the gun, like he could even if he wanted to. Their location was a mystery, even to him. It was a little scary now knowing where he was now that he thought about it, they could be anywhere. Hopefully Sven knew where they wer-

*A safe place? Ha. Skip the introductions. I'm usually on the move, not sure where I am...*

Damn, looked like they were on the same page here. Instead of worrying over it Aksel shifted nervously about, weighing the pros and cons of going. Really if they showed up there was as likely a chance that paradise awaited them as death, actually death was far more likely. He heard Sven ask what he thought and Aksel donned a thoughtful expression for just a moment before his smile spread across his lips.

“I say we hear her out and if we decide she can be trusted we try it out, if it doesn’t work then we get our way out of it like we always do.”
I'm in for this, i am not the furthest in but i got a little ways in (Christmas Eve thing).
I am still here, i'll try to get a post up tomorrow.
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