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Flynn took a deep breath...sighed...and debated with himself....
"If I go down there, She will know I was spying on her."
"But she seems not to mind"
"But that dark haired kid may."
"He could hurt her, and that would be on you"
"She has cookies."
"I don't particularly like cookies"
The conversation with himself ended with that and then he got an Idea. He stood on the edge of the building, about 30 feet above the two and yelled down, "I don't particularly like cookies." He said, "But I know some people who do....are you...er...Ok?"
"If I go down there, She will know I was spying on her."
"But she seems not to mind"
"But that dark haired kid may."
"He could hurt her, and that would be on you"
"She has cookies."
"I don't particularly like cookies"
The conversation with himself ended with that and then he got an Idea. He stood on the edge of the building, about 30 feet above the two and yelled down, "I don't particularly like cookies." He said, "But I know some people who do....are you...er...Ok?"
Flynn stood perched on top of a building overlooking the city. Below he saw a man punch the wall of a tall brick building, the whole building shifted a little... "Hmm...strong puppy." He thought to himself, A young lady came out and saw the commotion and took the man inside. Probably nothing, but he had nothing better to do, and the sun was starting to go down, so he thought, might as well check it out. He jump from building to building, clearing each gracefully, and made his way to the top of the bakery. He could smell the various cookings inside.
He pulled the rope that was on his belt out and tied it to a secure pole on top before repelling down to the shop. He leaned down and only peaked his head threw the window...they were...baking cookies. The disappointment almost made him fall to the ground. He climbed back up on top of the building and waited for the sun to set.
He pulled the rope that was on his belt out and tied it to a secure pole on top before repelling down to the shop. He leaned down and only peaked his head threw the window...they were...baking cookies. The disappointment almost made him fall to the ground. He climbed back up on top of the building and waited for the sun to set.
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Forum: Casual Interest Checks
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Reserving a Spot....probably can put together a CS tonight.
Name: Clark Newbie
Age: 19
Appearance:
Appearance description: Clark is a fashionable man when roaming the halls of Mount Dawn, and loves to dress well. He is usually in a least a shirt and tie, but occasionally will wear suits. He loves to study and read and prefers to dress down and relax for that, so he also may be seen occasionally in sweatpants and a white tee in the library. When in the field he has a super suit that gives him good mobility and hides his identity, it isn't exactly what one would call "Stylish" but it gets the job done (pics coming).
He loves to grow his facial hair out and considers it one of the few traits that he really can take hold of because it is his freedom...people can tell you what to do with your hair, but your facial hair is different. He is a muscular guy, but very thin, he has to be because of his abilities. Though he is very strong for his size, and eats a lot, but cannot seem to gain weight because of his speedy metabolism. His mother was an elf and his father was a human, so his dark hair and eyes are a sign of his parents rebellion.
Race: Half Elf
Powers : Super Speed, and Fire Bending...he is also really smart, but that is because he studies a lot, not because he has some sort of unnatural knowledge.
Weapon: Bow and Arrow
Skills: Extreme accuracy with his bow, knowledge, and social and leadership skills.
Bio (background): His parents love was one that the elven village did not approve of. They ran away and when he was born, the elves soon found them and persecuted them both. They left him to die but he was brought in by an elderly couple who lived near by and heard about the situation. They raised him until he was 16 and he left them because he felt he was ready to take on the world. His adopted father taught him to use a bow from a young age and this was helpful because he fended for himself after moving out...he lived off of the forest for three years before the dean of Mount Dawn invited him down to go to school free of charge. There he learned to control his fire powers more and soon exceeded amongst his fellow classmates. He knew how to read, again being taught by his adopted parents, and loved books, so when he got to school and saw what seemed like an endless library, he read each book four or five times...which took no time due to his ability to read over 50,000 WPM. He read the whole library multiple times before someone suggested he do something similar to the internet. He now uses the internets vast amount of information to entertain his reading desires but still enjoys going back and reading the classics as well.
Personality: He is somewhat quiet and out of place at first, but he is a natural born leader and loves to talk to those he gets to know. He can be quite funny when he wants to be, but for the most part he stays calm and collected.
Age: 19
Appearance:
Appearance description: Clark is a fashionable man when roaming the halls of Mount Dawn, and loves to dress well. He is usually in a least a shirt and tie, but occasionally will wear suits. He loves to study and read and prefers to dress down and relax for that, so he also may be seen occasionally in sweatpants and a white tee in the library. When in the field he has a super suit that gives him good mobility and hides his identity, it isn't exactly what one would call "Stylish" but it gets the job done (pics coming).
He loves to grow his facial hair out and considers it one of the few traits that he really can take hold of because it is his freedom...people can tell you what to do with your hair, but your facial hair is different. He is a muscular guy, but very thin, he has to be because of his abilities. Though he is very strong for his size, and eats a lot, but cannot seem to gain weight because of his speedy metabolism. His mother was an elf and his father was a human, so his dark hair and eyes are a sign of his parents rebellion.
Race: Half Elf
Powers : Super Speed, and Fire Bending...he is also really smart, but that is because he studies a lot, not because he has some sort of unnatural knowledge.
Weapon: Bow and Arrow
Skills: Extreme accuracy with his bow, knowledge, and social and leadership skills.
Bio (background): His parents love was one that the elven village did not approve of. They ran away and when he was born, the elves soon found them and persecuted them both. They left him to die but he was brought in by an elderly couple who lived near by and heard about the situation. They raised him until he was 16 and he left them because he felt he was ready to take on the world. His adopted father taught him to use a bow from a young age and this was helpful because he fended for himself after moving out...he lived off of the forest for three years before the dean of Mount Dawn invited him down to go to school free of charge. There he learned to control his fire powers more and soon exceeded amongst his fellow classmates. He knew how to read, again being taught by his adopted parents, and loved books, so when he got to school and saw what seemed like an endless library, he read each book four or five times...which took no time due to his ability to read over 50,000 WPM. He read the whole library multiple times before someone suggested he do something similar to the internet. He now uses the internets vast amount of information to entertain his reading desires but still enjoys going back and reading the classics as well.
Personality: He is somewhat quiet and out of place at first, but he is a natural born leader and loves to talk to those he gets to know. He can be quite funny when he wants to be, but for the most part he stays calm and collected.
"Gotcha...." Flynn whispered, pulling the bow string to his lip before letting it go. There were two arrows in it, neither had tips on them but simply a string between them connecting them. They flew and wrapped around the man running away from Flynn before he tripped over and fell on the ground. He was helplessly grabbing at the string when Flynn stood over him and put his boot on the mans neck.
"I think you have something that isn't yours..."
Flynn reached down into the man's pocket and grabbed a small changepurse. There couldn't have been $5 in it. He then cut the man loose and he ran off in a panic. Flynn walked back to the tent village. There was a young girl amongst the homeless. Flynn handed the purse to the girl and put his hood back on his head. He bent down on one knee and looked the girl in the eyes and said "You know how to get ahold of me." then winked. The girl practically shouted "THANKS FLY...." but before she could get the sentence out he put a finger over his mouth and said "Shh..."
He was a bit of a celebrity amongst the poor in the city. He didn't like to draw attention to himself. He jumped on top of a fire escape of a close by building and then climbed his way to the top before running off as if he were never there.
"I think you have something that isn't yours..."
Flynn reached down into the man's pocket and grabbed a small changepurse. There couldn't have been $5 in it. He then cut the man loose and he ran off in a panic. Flynn walked back to the tent village. There was a young girl amongst the homeless. Flynn handed the purse to the girl and put his hood back on his head. He bent down on one knee and looked the girl in the eyes and said "You know how to get ahold of me." then winked. The girl practically shouted "THANKS FLY...." but before she could get the sentence out he put a finger over his mouth and said "Shh..."
He was a bit of a celebrity amongst the poor in the city. He didn't like to draw attention to himself. He jumped on top of a fire escape of a close by building and then climbed his way to the top before running off as if he were never there.
AxeEcliptica said
>w< it appears most people who have been interested in this roleplay have preferred elven characters.
Is this going to be a problem, because I can change mine if I need to. Also, since the only human is the "outsider" we could just say that it is an elven village, which would make the "outcast aspect" of the outsider that much better.
What seemed like 15 minutes passed and the abandoned building looked like the sickest party spot in town.
Next Sean called the band. They came and unpacked their things, again in a matter of minutes. A truck pulled up and four men came out, again in black shirts and sunglasses, and unpacked what seemed like an endless table of foods, drinks, and desserts. Four pyramids of Beer cans lined up along the wall along with a table full of food. There were four couches unpacked forming a large square in the middle where the liquor had been only moments before. A man plugged an wire into the wall and laser lights flashed and waved around, which was eerie with no music. Sean head a loud noise....getting louder....he went outside to see a helicopter hovering just above second floor, men threw five gallon buckets to the men in the second floor through the broken windows.
"Holy....sh....What is that?" Sean couldn't help but ask.
"Let's just say at midnight...you are going to see some serious Sh**" said the closest black suit.
The copter then flew off. The last thing Sean saw was a group out of a last truck bringing matresses, boxsprings, and bed frames onto the third floor....Sean gave the men a look of disapproval and one said "Hey, It's not a party without em." Sean swallowed his words, he knew there was nothing he could do...this, as much as he loves taking credit for, was way out of his hands.
Next Sean called the band. They came and unpacked their things, again in a matter of minutes. A truck pulled up and four men came out, again in black shirts and sunglasses, and unpacked what seemed like an endless table of foods, drinks, and desserts. Four pyramids of Beer cans lined up along the wall along with a table full of food. There were four couches unpacked forming a large square in the middle where the liquor had been only moments before. A man plugged an wire into the wall and laser lights flashed and waved around, which was eerie with no music. Sean head a loud noise....getting louder....he went outside to see a helicopter hovering just above second floor, men threw five gallon buckets to the men in the second floor through the broken windows.
"Holy....sh....What is that?" Sean couldn't help but ask.
"Let's just say at midnight...you are going to see some serious Sh**" said the closest black suit.
The copter then flew off. The last thing Sean saw was a group out of a last truck bringing matresses, boxsprings, and bed frames onto the third floor....Sean gave the men a look of disapproval and one said "Hey, It's not a party without em." Sean swallowed his words, he knew there was nothing he could do...this, as much as he loves taking credit for, was way out of his hands.
Verdant said
That is what the dorms are laid out like
Are those the dorms from Dead Poets Society?
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