@FantasyChic I'll also make a mental note that Eric would notice Serenity headed his way. Probably smile, say hi.
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My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
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@FantasyChic She'd probably see a sharply dressed young man with a rapier headed the same way as her. That would be one of mine, Eric.
@Hexaflexagon I'm alright. Just being kept busy by life, this site and applying for a job.
I've been wanting to ask you though: how come you suddenly disappeared during Omega Serenade? I got worried, contacted you a lot.
I've been wanting to ask you though: how come you suddenly disappeared during Omega Serenade? I got worried, contacted you a lot.
Izuki Goemon
Perched atop the beast's third skull head thing, Izuki held on for dear life as the thing thrashed and flailed about, trying to throw her off like some sort of crazed rodeo bull. The attacks from her newfound companions kept coming, as the boy who threw his bag suddenly found himself empowered. A horse rider with a lance speared into the hellhound, followed shortly by the brown-haired girl's Persona bashing away at the vines beneath her.
The thing was hurting, and Izuki was sure that it'd collapse if they kept it up.
It roared and kept thrashing about, trying to throw her off, but she held firm, hands clamped onto the edges of the skull.
"Dance puppy, dance!"
To her teammates, she shouted.
"Keep hitting it! It's focused on me!"
And then she raised a fist and drove it down onto bone, feeling it give slightly under her hand. Then she did it again. And again. And again. Punching straight into bone, feeling it creak and crack more and more under her bruised knuckles.
@Fallenreaper Posted.
No sooner had Hazan and Vellios moved out from their trial-by-combat than they'd gone under fire again. A barrage of shots from the housing block across the way had sent the younger Turian scrambling for cover. Somewhere along the way, he'd lost sight of Vellios, but the older, stealthy Turian was no doubt on his way to perform more killing.
They had a shared objective though: help out their Asari teammate Valiss. She was currently engaged with two slavers, but he did note that she had the upper hand; as two more explosions rocked the warehouse, she pulled one of them out from cover and filled his front full of rounds. Most of them pinged off his shield, but once that went down, more buried themselves in his form and he went limp in the air.
Hazan keyed his comms.
"Valiss, friendlies coming in behind you. Repeat, friendlies behind you."
And just like that he was next to her, crouched down behind a nearby crate as shots pinged off his cover. He grinned at her as he returned fire blindly, lifting his pistol over the crate and squeezing off multiple shots towards where the loud noises were coming from.
"Sorry about the delay, me and Vellios had to take care of a minor problem. D'you know where's the other asshole that needs killing around here?"
They had a shared objective though: help out their Asari teammate Valiss. She was currently engaged with two slavers, but he did note that she had the upper hand; as two more explosions rocked the warehouse, she pulled one of them out from cover and filled his front full of rounds. Most of them pinged off his shield, but once that went down, more buried themselves in his form and he went limp in the air.
Hazan keyed his comms.
"Valiss, friendlies coming in behind you. Repeat, friendlies behind you."
And just like that he was next to her, crouched down behind a nearby crate as shots pinged off his cover. He grinned at her as he returned fire blindly, lifting his pistol over the crate and squeezing off multiple shots towards where the loud noises were coming from.
"Sorry about the delay, me and Vellios had to take care of a minor problem. D'you know where's the other asshole that needs killing around here?"
@Hexaflexagon Well hello Hex. Nice to see you again.
O A K R I D G E A C A D E M Y -[]- Rogart Hendrickson and Eric Wormwood -[]- Oakridge Academy Gymnasium
"Friend Eric."
"Roge."
"Would you please remove yourself from back?"
"And why should I, Roge?"
"Ngh, you are distracting me from workout."
The lithe young man chuckled and sighed as he unfolded his legs and hopped off his bigger friend's back. The big youth gave a halted sigh of relief and proceeded to continue with his push ups, quietly counting to himself as he worked up a good sweat.
The two were spending their morning hours practicing, as usual. Eric with his swordplay (bastard rapier never seemed to hit its target like he wanted it to) and Rogart with his defensive technique. What they'd always agreed upon was that Rogart would embark on his workout first, while Eric did something else, like read or meditate. It just so happened that today, Wormwood had decided to meditate cross-legged upon his friend's back, much to Rogart's chagrin. The first forty push ups had been laborious, but after that it had been a struggle to complete a rep. Now that his lighter friend's weight was off his shoulders, Rogart finished the hundred and stood, rolling his shoulders as he walked over to retrieve his mace and shield.
Eric, meanwhile, had cleared a space in the gymnasium and was busy testing the weight of his weapon. The blunted practice sword was a lot heavier than his rapier, but he was accustomed to it. His own personal training regimen had included simulation combat against virtual Mordrem with weights strapped to his arms. If anything, he barely noticed the difference. When Rogart settled into a stance in front of him, he smiled, readied his blade, and attacked.
The pair sparred in the gymnasium for some time, the clashing of steel against steel ringing through the relative silence of the morning. Graduation had been some time ago, and yesterday night a big "farewell" party had been thrown. Eric wasn't the type for parties, but his big buddy however...that was another story. He'd only heard later that a slightly tipsy Rogart had stumbled through a closed office door, mistaking it for the washroom. A closed door. Eric briefly wondered how much did it take for one to walk through a wooden door and not notice, then dismissed it as the heavy plas-steel mace slammed down onto his raised blade, the sheer force knocking him to the floor. The blunt of it shot straight to his chin and stayed there as Rogart, panting and perspiring profusely, grinned.
"Out."
Eric smiled in return and nodded.
"Indeed. You win this round, Rogart. That makes us, what, even?"
The mountain of a man shrugged and smiled, offering his hand, which Eric gratefully took to stand up. Outside, the bustle of the morning was seeping in through the windows, and both of them glanced at each other.
"So."
"Yup. It's time."
The pair proceeded to clean up and in minutes both were outside the gym, in clean clothes and combat dress, weapons stowed as they made their way to the central atrium.
The two best friends had, sadly, chosen different missions to undertake. Eric's decision to head for the Nexus Reactor was encouraged greatly by his big friend, but Rogart's size and bulk made it hard for him to be stealthy. Thus, he'd decided to head for the army deployment instead, and the two were to head their separate ways on their very first deployment. They weren't going to be alone, of course, but both had wanted to at least buddy up on their first deployment.
The crowd in the atrium was admirable, and Eric and Rogart stopped in front of the deployment board to take stock. Nearby were some other Guardians, names and faces in the sea of people. Eric recognised Olivia and Selene; the two were his classmates during his time as a student, and he'd grown rather close to them. Sadly, neither were on the same mission as him. Rather, he was to meet with four other Guardians from other classes: Serenity Danvers, Eliza Galloway, Jaina Madison and Ollie Morgenstern, according to the note he'd received. Rogart was to be with his classmate, Olivia, on his way to the army deployment, along with two other new Guardians he didn't recognise.
Eric checked up on his rendezvous location on the board, giving Olivia a brief wave of greeting. He gestured to the young woman and gave Rogart a pat on the shoulder.
"See her?"
Rogart turned and glanced at the dark-haired lass, nodding in response.
"You'll be with her for your deployment. She's a friend of mine, her name's Olivia. She's pretty alright, but don't let her looks fool you: she kicks serious ass."
Rogart nodded again and smiled.
"I will keep in mind, friend Eric."
An awkward silence passed. Both knew that this would be the last time they'd see each other in a while. It didn't sit well with either, but choices were choices. Eric turned to face his friend and looked up at him.
"This is it then. I'm due somewhere else for my deployment."
"Yes, friend Eric. I must go to your friend, Olivia. She must be waiting for teammates. I should go, say hi."
Eric smiled and clapped his friend on the arms.
"You'll be fine, Rogart. Just remember to keep your chin up, and everything that Counsellor Roberts told us. Everything will be fine, alright?"
The mountain nodded and then wrapped up his friend in a crushing bear hug.
"You also, friend Eric. I will see you when we are both done."
"A-a-alright Roge
now let go
can't breathe"
"Oh. Sorry."
Rogart released Eric from his vise-like arms and smiled as the lithe young man waved and departed from his company. The big man released a weary sigh, before turning towards Olivia. The young man next to her was most definitely her teammate, so he made his way over.
Olivia and Nicholas would see a towering mountain of a young man advancing towards them, and he stuck a big bear paw of a hand out as he smiled down at them.
"Um, hello. My name is Rogart Hendrickson, Guardian. You are going for army deployment as well, yes?"
"Roge."
"Would you please remove yourself from back?"
"And why should I, Roge?"
"Ngh, you are distracting me from workout."
The lithe young man chuckled and sighed as he unfolded his legs and hopped off his bigger friend's back. The big youth gave a halted sigh of relief and proceeded to continue with his push ups, quietly counting to himself as he worked up a good sweat.
The two were spending their morning hours practicing, as usual. Eric with his swordplay (bastard rapier never seemed to hit its target like he wanted it to) and Rogart with his defensive technique. What they'd always agreed upon was that Rogart would embark on his workout first, while Eric did something else, like read or meditate. It just so happened that today, Wormwood had decided to meditate cross-legged upon his friend's back, much to Rogart's chagrin. The first forty push ups had been laborious, but after that it had been a struggle to complete a rep. Now that his lighter friend's weight was off his shoulders, Rogart finished the hundred and stood, rolling his shoulders as he walked over to retrieve his mace and shield.
Eric, meanwhile, had cleared a space in the gymnasium and was busy testing the weight of his weapon. The blunted practice sword was a lot heavier than his rapier, but he was accustomed to it. His own personal training regimen had included simulation combat against virtual Mordrem with weights strapped to his arms. If anything, he barely noticed the difference. When Rogart settled into a stance in front of him, he smiled, readied his blade, and attacked.
The pair sparred in the gymnasium for some time, the clashing of steel against steel ringing through the relative silence of the morning. Graduation had been some time ago, and yesterday night a big "farewell" party had been thrown. Eric wasn't the type for parties, but his big buddy however...that was another story. He'd only heard later that a slightly tipsy Rogart had stumbled through a closed office door, mistaking it for the washroom. A closed door. Eric briefly wondered how much did it take for one to walk through a wooden door and not notice, then dismissed it as the heavy plas-steel mace slammed down onto his raised blade, the sheer force knocking him to the floor. The blunt of it shot straight to his chin and stayed there as Rogart, panting and perspiring profusely, grinned.
"Out."
Eric smiled in return and nodded.
"Indeed. You win this round, Rogart. That makes us, what, even?"
The mountain of a man shrugged and smiled, offering his hand, which Eric gratefully took to stand up. Outside, the bustle of the morning was seeping in through the windows, and both of them glanced at each other.
"So."
"Yup. It's time."
The pair proceeded to clean up and in minutes both were outside the gym, in clean clothes and combat dress, weapons stowed as they made their way to the central atrium.
The two best friends had, sadly, chosen different missions to undertake. Eric's decision to head for the Nexus Reactor was encouraged greatly by his big friend, but Rogart's size and bulk made it hard for him to be stealthy. Thus, he'd decided to head for the army deployment instead, and the two were to head their separate ways on their very first deployment. They weren't going to be alone, of course, but both had wanted to at least buddy up on their first deployment.
The crowd in the atrium was admirable, and Eric and Rogart stopped in front of the deployment board to take stock. Nearby were some other Guardians, names and faces in the sea of people. Eric recognised Olivia and Selene; the two were his classmates during his time as a student, and he'd grown rather close to them. Sadly, neither were on the same mission as him. Rather, he was to meet with four other Guardians from other classes: Serenity Danvers, Eliza Galloway, Jaina Madison and Ollie Morgenstern, according to the note he'd received. Rogart was to be with his classmate, Olivia, on his way to the army deployment, along with two other new Guardians he didn't recognise.
Eric checked up on his rendezvous location on the board, giving Olivia a brief wave of greeting. He gestured to the young woman and gave Rogart a pat on the shoulder.
"See her?"
Rogart turned and glanced at the dark-haired lass, nodding in response.
"You'll be with her for your deployment. She's a friend of mine, her name's Olivia. She's pretty alright, but don't let her looks fool you: she kicks serious ass."
Rogart nodded again and smiled.
"I will keep in mind, friend Eric."
An awkward silence passed. Both knew that this would be the last time they'd see each other in a while. It didn't sit well with either, but choices were choices. Eric turned to face his friend and looked up at him.
"This is it then. I'm due somewhere else for my deployment."
"Yes, friend Eric. I must go to your friend, Olivia. She must be waiting for teammates. I should go, say hi."
Eric smiled and clapped his friend on the arms.
"You'll be fine, Rogart. Just remember to keep your chin up, and everything that Counsellor Roberts told us. Everything will be fine, alright?"
The mountain nodded and then wrapped up his friend in a crushing bear hug.
"You also, friend Eric. I will see you when we are both done."
"A-a-alright Roge
now let go
can't breathe"
"Oh. Sorry."
Rogart released Eric from his vise-like arms and smiled as the lithe young man waved and departed from his company. The big man released a weary sigh, before turning towards Olivia. The young man next to her was most definitely her teammate, so he made his way over.
Olivia and Nicholas would see a towering mountain of a young man advancing towards them, and he stuck a big bear paw of a hand out as he smiled down at them.
"Um, hello. My name is Rogart Hendrickson, Guardian. You are going for army deployment as well, yes?"
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The one thing I can't stand about old 10 Years is that they load up their songs with long ass fuck outros.
This is Haze when he's in his room, reading the daily news packet.
Well alright. I'll think of something.
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