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5 mos ago
Current Graduation has happened - I am no longer a teacher. Won't have to work 12 hour days + weekends anymore, so maybe I'll actually have enough time for hobbies.
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7 mos ago
I sound like a broken record, but only 2 months left till I'm done teaching. Not sure what's next, but it feels like anything would pay more and be less stressful lol
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11 mos ago
Only 6 more months till the school years over. If I renew my contract, someone kill me lmao.
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2 yrs ago
Teacher update: I feel like a villain from a cartoon. The laughter of teenagers gives me migraines, and I no longer feel guilt when giving bad grades to kids that sleep through my lessons.
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2 yrs ago
First day as a Biology Teacher tomorrow - hopefully the kids will be able to read my handwriting.
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@Lasrever can go - I was planning on saving the announcer stuff till after the fight was over.
Interested.


The man he was talking to, seeming quite confident, proceeded to speak with Tony.

"I believe Pipeline specifically requested that certain individuals, myself included, make an appearance if at all possible, And I'm sure you'll get me in somehow someway. I got faith in ya, friend. But, uh, I got a nice bet on me. A grand saying I beat my first batch. And another five hundred saying I win every match I get. Do I, uh, need to give you the cash down? Some places do that. Wouldn't be a problem. Fuck, this is awesome,"

"Whatever you say, friend. You don't need to put the cash down - just take this ticket."

Quickly, Tony scribbled down the bet on the card, before handing it to the guy. It was pretty easy - contestants usually don't bet on themselves. Hopefully, this guy wasn't that good... Tony thought that not many people would bet on a kid they never heard of before, and that would be bad for business to pay out his bet...

The crowds shrieked with glee as more impressive individuals began to flood into the area, including the contestants that would be fighting today. Tony distinctly remembered that those who betted on certain individuals were cheering significantly harder - hm. This changed when he arrived - the guy that had declared war on every faction in the city. He had balls for showing up here - even though everybody hated his guts, he still was a popular guy to bet on... Maxwell was the next, and he was pretty boring. After all, he wasn't participating - Tony was just glad that the guy was keeping things professional, rather than going into the loonynes of this place.

The next person shocked Tony - a professional hero. A popular one at that! Cold Front always annoyed Tony with that stereotypical "Hero" look of his, but he he didn't really care as much as most of the haters. Tony just didn't like the guy - and some of the more villainous gang members seemed to agree, folding their arms over themselves while others clapped. Phoenix was next, and she was met with a similar response. Finally, the last man revealed himself - Praetor. Tony didn't even want to know what dirt Pipeline had to get someone who led the PRT in the entire city to come here, but he was met with similar response as Sickle-Cell. The only difference was, rather than being silent out of anger, the crowd was silent out of shock.

Pipeline recovered first, having expected the man to make an appearance no doubt, and offered him the previously untaken white seat. He then introduced the crowd, before turning the attention to Tony

“Finally, everyone is here. Well. We’d best get the festivities kicked off, eh? Lot of bad blood to clear after this morning’s escapades. My good man, if you’d kindly do the honors, I think it’s high time we watched some bloodshed! ...with moderation, of course.”

Tony did his best to hide that he was nearly shitting his pants, and walked into the middle of the poorly built arena, adopting a much louder voice to allow everyone to hear.

"Greetings everyone - Now that we've introduced our esteemed guests, It's time to start the fights!"

A round of applause followed this, but not as much Tony was hoping for.

"As most of you know, our first match up looks pretty good - Returning from last year is Sickle-Cell! Some of you may remember him as the guy that took down our own Juggernaut - pretty impressive track record!"

"Facing him will be a first-timer - A girl going by 'Automaton!' Since this is her first time, we don't know what could happen - maybe she'll even pull through in the end and win!"


Tony coughed slightly.

"Anyways, we'll be starting the first match soon - could the first two fighters come to the center of the stage?"

Tony made his way off of the soon-to-be deathtrap, and back to his small booth, a bastion of safety by comparison. He really hoped that girl took his advice and dropped out of the match - Sickle excelled in this stuff.
@Aquaknight
Just finished this guy - anything need changing?


Will try and post by Friday.
Interested
Troy laid against the cold snow, resting. Moving yourself around when your soul was so weak was... tiring, to say the least. Troy would gather up his energy, throw himself a couple feet, and then rest. The process was agonizingly slow... But thankfully, he was spared some of the inconvenience of life, such as the freezing cold or the boredom. Having a wielder would have made the trip much quicker, but it seemed no one in Newton was willing to pick up a revolver that was just lying in the middle of the street. They were even less tempted when said revolver flew several feet down the street. But in times like these, being cautious of the supernatural was a great way to stay alive, so he really couldn't blame them.

Hours passed, and finally, Troy had made it onto main street. The area seemed pretty empty, which wasn't a big surprise. Ever since the winter began, people have tried to stay inside for warmth. Troy continued to make his way down the street, hopping a couple feet forwards as the minutes passed. Eventually, he saw his opening - a young man, with runes and potions dangling from his person, exited a small bar and was making his way towards another building. This was his chance! Troy attempted to lunch himself, block the man's path, but he was just to tired - he had jumped only a few seconds prior, and doing it again would be too exhausting. Instead, Troy watched helplessly as the young man walked into the sheriff's office.

"Shit..."

The kid looked promising as well - somebody wearing runes on his person was much less likely to reject a supernatural entity like Troy. Seeing this as his golden opportunity, Troy carefully positioned himself to be as noticeable as possible, directly on the front step of the Sheriff's door. Someone was bound to come along, and hopefully they'd take him for the ride. Worst case scenario, Troy was fully loaded, and pulling a trigger was a lot easier than launching yourself forwards.
Dirk Davidson

Theodore Smith



The party managed to congregate around a larger table after they had placed their orders - Theo ordered a Shepard's pie (how did they make it taste so good?) and water, while placing down a room for three nights as well. He sniffed his shirt slightly, deciding to take a bath in the morning. Sliding over the Renn, Dirk quickly began to destroy his meal, hungry after a long day of getting attacked. Aster, his second companion that he had met in this world, began to address each individual member of the party, detailing how she felt about each member. It was certainly heartfelt, and by the end of it, she announced something big - she wanted them all to form a guild. Until this point, the party had been a minor thing, something they could easily break out of if they ever wanted to. But a guild was a big commitment - something not many people were willing to agree to.

Theo nodded his head the entire time, until Karma began to speak. As soon as he finished speaking, Theo immediatly rose from his seat and pointed his finger at the healer, an expression of mock anger on his face.

"That's where you're wrong! None of us were better than the other - we were all parts that summed up into a greater whole! That's called teamwork, cooperation..."

Theo's voice grew serious temporarily, only aided by his high acting skill.

"You shouldn't put yourself down. We all put in so much effort, and there is no doubt in my mind that we would have died without you. Hell, if anyone here was missing, we would have been a lot worse off from that dungeon..."

"We pulled through thanks to teamwork - no. We did well cause we believed in each other. We protected each other's blind spots, and turned our weaknesses into strengths. We did well because we're friends... At least, I see you guy that way."


Theo winked and gave a thumbs up to the party, before adding

"That's why I agree with Aster - Let's form a guild! Even if things are rough, as long as we're together, we can accomplish anything - That's my opinion!"

It was the corniest, stupidest thing that ever escaped Theo's lips - but hey, it was in character. The others might be creeped out by the fact that the guy they had met only a day ago was treating them with so much admiration and respect, but whatever. Tragedy makes people come together, so they might go along with it. Whatever the case, forming a guild was definitely smart - they'd gain access to many new features, and these guys had proven themselves as capable fighters.

Theo sat down, thankful that his Acting skill helped stop him from blushing - the act, while exactly what Dirk would do, was pretty embarrassing to a kid who was used to being in the background.
Will post later today or on Monday.
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