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    1. Elle Santiago 9 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Obsessed with Disney, Hamilton, Heathers, and Wicked. Earworm cannot ridden off permanently. I'd probably play "Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story" in my funeral. For Good is Too Good! Elphaba!
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8 yrs ago
Obsessed with Disney and Hamilton.
9 yrs ago
Kindred Spirits on the Roof too good.

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@Hawlin Geneva and Luciel could chill with each other if they're friendly and Luciel can teach my newbie magic tank warrior the ways of Ice Magic.

@CollectorOfMyst I wanna be useful in giving an advice but those two are equally good and charming characters. Because I'm vain, I'd take Rowan because goddamn that trenchcoat? It's amazing. I feel that Brass has more potential, though. I rather like the pirate background.

My CS sheet. :)

Edit: Hawkin, I just noticed that you'd be doing Ice Magic. Just tell me if you want me to change it (if the GM doesn't beat you there first, lol). IC, my character's use of Ice Magic is only to acquire fresh water and for snowball fights.
“You’re welcome.” I returned the warm smile Ally gave. Being thanked was always nice, even if it was just empty platitudes and what not. I sure as hell gave fake ones during my shift in retail. Being a mindless NPC was not fun. How did game characters do it, being stuck with the same dialogue options over and over again? I shook my head. They’re game characters, not people. I put the remaining tissue napkins back to my bag as well after Tori plucked one out and used it. She looked better now, at least, without the blood caking her face.

I watched as the older man climbed out of the bus, Tori immediately following. Of course, I followed her, too, like a moth to a flame. She shouldered past the boy and, while I didn’t agree with that point of action, I climbed out of the bus after her since it took a while for the boy to compose himself. I did say, “Excuse me,” though. It was always good to be polite. If high school ever taught me one thing, it was that if there’s an open spot, you immediately take it. And I was referring to getting quickly from one class to the other in the usually busy hallways of school.

Upon noticing Tori getting cut by the glass, I slowed my pace so I wouldn’t be injured in any way. It was a good thing I wore a long sleeve shirt today. No doubt I would’ve gotten more cuts if I didn’t. I did look away when her shirt rode up. It would be impolite not to do so. Her words of ‘whoa’ immediately took my notice as she managed to get out of the bus. Once I was standing, I looked around and felt that I understood what it was she meant.

It was quiet. For a country that boasted quick emergency response, there sure aren’t any people here. That’s worrying. Disbelief overriding my emotions, the words I wanted to keep to myself escaped my lips without my notice. “What the hell just happened here? Where’s the police and rescuers? Shouldn’t there be more people?”

@Lemons@1Hawkeyes

P.S: Used the random color for other people's dialogue just to differentiate it.
I'm thinking my character would be a warrior/tank with a slight dash of magic since she's only starting to learn about it.
Currently busy right now but I'm seriously looking forward in making a character and playing this! I love the Red-Eyed God. Definitely deserve a hug, yo!
Small laughter bubbled past my lips as I heard the girl I was trying (and currently) failing to help respond with sarcastic words. It came without warning and I immediately tried my best to school my features to avoid offense. I definitely knew that being laughed at while in a bad spot made for a horrible feeling. “Sorry about that.” I said as I shuffled closer to her in hopes to be of assistance. “It was funny.” My eyes widened in realization and I raised my hand up to… to, I didn’t know, surrender? “What I meant was that what you said was funny. Not the-- the situation. The situation’s horrible.”

Shaking my head, I turned to said current situation at hand. She needed my help to break off said glasses and probably do it in a way that didn’t hurt her any further. “Sure. I can do that, I think.” I answered her request. I lifted my hand to reach for my bag but found air, a frown coming to my face upon realizing that I didn’t pick up the bag that was next to my seat that should already be strapped across my shoulders. I stopped my covered palms filled with glass shards from hitting my face upon realizing my sheer idiocy.

While she -- Tori -- gave her name, I took that opportunity to mask my stupidity by answering her question. “I don’t remember exactly but I know something hit us or we hit something.” Awesome job there Captain Obvious. I really need a way to help remove those glasses without hurting myself before she notices I’m buying time. “It was pretty fast, too, I think.”

An unlikely savior came in the form of a brown-haired woman with equally brown eyes offering to break the glass. Yes! Although the fact that her hand was pretty banged up was concerning. “Speaking of police and ambulances,” I muttered absently as I attempted to stand up and found strength in there finally, “I’ll try dialing them up. Never called before and they might be here already but it wouldn’t hurt to try, right? Be right back. I’m Alva, by the way.” I added absentmindedly as Ally introduced herself to us. As I walked away from the two and went towards my previous seat, I hefted my bag across my shoulders and picked up my phone.

Dialing the authorities resulted in nothing, saying that the line was too busy. I dialed it again and again and it only resulted into the same line. I simply pocketed my phone as I made my way towards Tori and Ally, pleased that the former was now standing about and looked to be filled with energy as she yanked the roof hatch and failed to open it. It must be stuck. A sigh escaped my lips. Closed spaces suck but at least I have people here with me. I probably would’ve either freaked out by now and cried or did some dangerous miraculous bullshit like climbing on the seats and whacking the window open even if it meant glass shards raining down dangerously on me.

Shaking my head of that particular imagination and keeping it in mind for the worst case scenario of being unable to escape this particular event, I decided to catch their attention, waving a handkerchief and unopened water bottle towards Ally with my left hand. “For your wounds and shi-- stuff. Might stop the bleeding or at least make sure it’s not infected.” Then I turned to Tori, giving her my pack of half-empty tissue napkins to clean herself with. Something she’d probably like considering the blood on her face. It wasn’t a lot, but in my humblest opinion, having even a speck of blood in anyone’s face should be considered ‘a lot’. “Here you go.”

@Lemons@1Hawkeyes
My ears could only perceive the annoying ringing of bells as pain made itself known throughout my body. Awareness filled me as I was assaulted with a vision most confusing. The seats were on top of me. Seats weren’t supposed to be on top of me. I was supposed to be on top of them. Then came the pain, as if every muscle in me was pulled and I was forced to exercise after years of inactivity and stagnation. It was disorienting as I lifted my arms in front of my face, its sound missing as the bells continued its unholy chime. There were scratches on them, my sleeves raining some glittery shards. I put my arms down and rolled so my belly was under me. I took that opportunity to push myself, glittery shards that now looked to be glass digging in my palms, the sting of pain flooding my mind.

Slowly, mercifully, the ringing seemed to lessen and be replaced with human voices. It was still a mess of sounds, as if someone was speaking under water. I shook my head and turned my attention to where it originated. There, a girl. A woman. Female. Stuck in a window. Or was it a door? It was definitely a door. Of course it was a door. It was across the driver’s seat. I shook my head as I looked for my cross-body bag that was in arms reach. How it was removed from my body was a mystery since I didn’t want to contemplate about it anymore. Slowly, I attempted to stand up only to fall on my knees as my strength left me. Not wanting to get hurt, I pulled the decorative scarf from my neck and wrapped both my hands on them and proceeded to crawl on the floor.

I approached the girl-woman and made to wave. The woman-girl looked pretty bad but she probably didn’t need to know that. Instead, I started to say. “Hey. I’m Al. Alva. You okay? Need help?” I didn’t know how to help but I’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. Hopefully the girl who was stuck would know how.

@Lemons


@forums

So, just to clarify, I'm in, right? And should I post my sheet in the CS tab?

I just did it, lol. P excited!
@forums Fleshed out the character, as requested.
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