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Adam
Adam burst through the college door and automatically found himself on his back staring at a bunch of leaves and branches. “What the bloody hell?” he asked himself. He sat up and began to survey the area. He was in the middle of a field surrounded by trees. People were with him, but by the looks of them, they were as confused as he was.
How did I get here? I could have sworn that I was at the college he thought to himself. He decided to stand up and try to get his bearings. He began to study who was with him in the field. He saw his a couple of his college classmates, an older man, and a couple high schoolers and two kids. It was the two kids that confused him. One was smiling with excitement. That was normal for most kids that age, but he was more concerned about the one that was hiding underneath what looked like a cloak. His face hidden by a hood, Adam was slightly creeped out. He thought about speaking up, but he thought it would be best to let things play out and have the appearance of weakness.
John
John found himself laying on his back in the middle of the field. The last thing he remembered was being completely blinded by light in the highschool, and now was in the middle of god knows where. He quickly stood up and frantically looked around. He was slightly relieved when he saw that other people were there with him, but he was still on the verge of a panic attack. John looked around to see if there were any signs of civilization. To his dissapointment, there wew none. He was both curious and scared. He had to figure out was going on here. "Um. Does anyone here know what is going on? Where are we? What happened to the meteor like object? What about all of the people that were left in the schools, what happened to them?" John asked question after question Each one needing an answer that he wasnt sure he was going to get. He stopped and started to take deep breaths. He then waited. He waited for an answer.
Adam burst through the college door and automatically found himself on his back staring at a bunch of leaves and branches. “What the bloody hell?” he asked himself. He sat up and began to survey the area. He was in the middle of a field surrounded by trees. People were with him, but by the looks of them, they were as confused as he was.
How did I get here? I could have sworn that I was at the college he thought to himself. He decided to stand up and try to get his bearings. He began to study who was with him in the field. He saw his a couple of his college classmates, an older man, and a couple high schoolers and two kids. It was the two kids that confused him. One was smiling with excitement. That was normal for most kids that age, but he was more concerned about the one that was hiding underneath what looked like a cloak. His face hidden by a hood, Adam was slightly creeped out. He thought about speaking up, but he thought it would be best to let things play out and have the appearance of weakness.
John
John found himself laying on his back in the middle of the field. The last thing he remembered was being completely blinded by light in the highschool, and now was in the middle of god knows where. He quickly stood up and frantically looked around. He was slightly relieved when he saw that other people were there with him, but he was still on the verge of a panic attack. John looked around to see if there were any signs of civilization. To his dissapointment, there wew none. He was both curious and scared. He had to figure out was going on here. "Um. Does anyone here know what is going on? Where are we? What happened to the meteor like object? What about all of the people that were left in the schools, what happened to them?" John asked question after question Each one needing an answer that he wasnt sure he was going to get. He stopped and started to take deep breaths. He then waited. He waited for an answer.
Who will be the first to react to the sudden change in location? I cant wait to find out what my characters powers are.
I knew someone was going to call BS on my underground bunker plan. XD
Posted! Sorry it took me so long. I had to type most of it through my phone, because a thunderstorm took out the power to my house.
Adam
Adam stared into the eyes of his opponent and then looked down to the table. The game was as good it gets. He was play a game of Magic: The Gathering with a college friend that happens to play at competitive tournaments all the time. If any normal person would walk by, they would see just two people playing around with some cards on one of the college tables. In reality, it was two gamers fighting for superiority in a game of wit, strategy, and deception. On first appearance, it looked like his friend was beating him, but Adam was just about to make his move. “I will cast show and tell. Response?” He said as he waited to see if his opponent was about to make a move.
“It resolves.” His friend said begrudgingly. He knew what was about to happen and has realized that his chances of winning this game were slim to none.
“I will put into play Emrakull, the Aeon Torn without playing his mana cost, and then equip my Lightning Greaves to him. He will then attack you. Now that he has declared attacks, his ability will activate and you will have to sacrifice the rest of your board. You will then take 15 damage to your life total and be taken down to -7. Good game?” Adam stated. He extended his hand and his opponent shook it without hesitation.
“Damn man. I was so close to getting you. I should have saved my Counterspell, instead of using it to stop your Force of Will.” His friend said to himself as he tried to find out where he went wrong.
“Yea, that counterspell would have won you the game,” Adam admitted,”Hey, uh, I left my watch at home. Do you know the time?” Adam had a big test at 10:30 and he needed to make sure that he didn’t miss it. All he needed to do was pass his History exam and he would be guaranteed a passing grade, and that would result in him getting his much needed associates degree.
“Yea man. Let me check my watch,” his friend said has he lifted his wrist to look at the time, “It’s just about 10:11.”
“Thanks. I have a test soon and I should probably go get ready for it. See you after lunch?” Adam asked while he lifted up his deck of cards. He was hoping to play some more Magic today, but was sadly disappointed when his friend shook his head. “Oh well. Good game. See ya.” Adam said as he turned and walked away.
Adam was walking toward the west exit, when out of nowhere the windows and glass doors began to glow with a blinding white light. Adam was at first stunned by the sudden light show, but quickly recovered. He sprung into a dead sprint towards the door. He had to see what was going on and if anyone needed help. He had a bad feeling about this light and was about to run staight towards it. He passed student after student. Each one running away from the light. What am I doing? He thought before reaching the exit door. Without even answering his own question, he busted through the door and into the light.
John
John looked at his class with disappointment Someone, the night before, had broke in and stole todays test answers. John couldn’t say he was surprised since many of his students were apart of a group of teens that the teachers branded as “troubled”, but John didn’t care. This was the first time he has had an inccident with his students and he was going to resolve it here and now. “Okay. I understand that a few of you have been struggling in my class, but that is not an excuse for whoever stole my test answers. I’m sure whoever took them has already sold a bunch of copies to the other students, and has made quite a profit from this ordeal,” he gave a small pause as he let the information sink in with his students, “Okay class. There isn’t going to be a test today, but before anyone starts to get excited, I would just like to state that the next time we have a test will be soon. The next test will be a completely different format, and I will be keeping all copies of paper regarding to the test at my place of residence.” he stopped. John looked around the room and smiled, “Oh and one more thing. To whoever stole the test answers. You don’t have to worry about receiving any punishment from me. Although, I would be worried about all of your unhappy customers. I’m sure all of them are going to demand a full refund, and things will not end up pretty if you don’t comply. You would be surprised what a small, angry, teenage mob can accomplish if you push them too far,” He chucked, “Todays class is over. Go have some fun, and go get your money back.”
The class quickly began to funnel out of the classroom. John watched all of them very closely and noticed that one of the students was acting very nervous. He was constantly looking left and right, and flinched to almost every “accidental” bump that he received. John knew that this was the kid who stole his test, but he didn’t do anything. Even if the students didn’t “mob up”, he was sure that the poor kid wasbt going to sleep for a week.
When all the student left the classroom, John sat down into his seat and looked at the time. It was 10:14 in the morning. School had only been in session for a couple of hours, but it felt like days to John. Today has been one of John’s most stressful mornings of he month, and he had a feeling that it was only going to get worse. He took a long sigh and decided to go take a a smoke break. It was on his walk to the garbage cans, since that is the only safe place a teacher can smoke at this school. when he noticed that tthe ground began to shake. He thought it was an earthquake until all of the windows in the surrounding classrooms began to light up. He ran over to the windows and saw what looked like a white comet falling down to earth. His first instinct was to run away, but he fought it away. He needed to keep his students safe. He began to direct students to find shelter underneath the school. There were a series of bunkers hidden underneath the school just in case something like this were to happen. He spent the next few minutes funneling students into the bunkers, and was just about to check if anyone was left behind, when the light in the windows intensified. Pretty soon the whole school was filled with blind white light, and John was stuck in the center of it.
Adam stared into the eyes of his opponent and then looked down to the table. The game was as good it gets. He was play a game of Magic: The Gathering with a college friend that happens to play at competitive tournaments all the time. If any normal person would walk by, they would see just two people playing around with some cards on one of the college tables. In reality, it was two gamers fighting for superiority in a game of wit, strategy, and deception. On first appearance, it looked like his friend was beating him, but Adam was just about to make his move. “I will cast show and tell. Response?” He said as he waited to see if his opponent was about to make a move.
“It resolves.” His friend said begrudgingly. He knew what was about to happen and has realized that his chances of winning this game were slim to none.
“I will put into play Emrakull, the Aeon Torn without playing his mana cost, and then equip my Lightning Greaves to him. He will then attack you. Now that he has declared attacks, his ability will activate and you will have to sacrifice the rest of your board. You will then take 15 damage to your life total and be taken down to -7. Good game?” Adam stated. He extended his hand and his opponent shook it without hesitation.
“Damn man. I was so close to getting you. I should have saved my Counterspell, instead of using it to stop your Force of Will.” His friend said to himself as he tried to find out where he went wrong.
“Yea, that counterspell would have won you the game,” Adam admitted,”Hey, uh, I left my watch at home. Do you know the time?” Adam had a big test at 10:30 and he needed to make sure that he didn’t miss it. All he needed to do was pass his History exam and he would be guaranteed a passing grade, and that would result in him getting his much needed associates degree.
“Yea man. Let me check my watch,” his friend said has he lifted his wrist to look at the time, “It’s just about 10:11.”
“Thanks. I have a test soon and I should probably go get ready for it. See you after lunch?” Adam asked while he lifted up his deck of cards. He was hoping to play some more Magic today, but was sadly disappointed when his friend shook his head. “Oh well. Good game. See ya.” Adam said as he turned and walked away.
Adam was walking toward the west exit, when out of nowhere the windows and glass doors began to glow with a blinding white light. Adam was at first stunned by the sudden light show, but quickly recovered. He sprung into a dead sprint towards the door. He had to see what was going on and if anyone needed help. He had a bad feeling about this light and was about to run staight towards it. He passed student after student. Each one running away from the light. What am I doing? He thought before reaching the exit door. Without even answering his own question, he busted through the door and into the light.
John
John looked at his class with disappointment Someone, the night before, had broke in and stole todays test answers. John couldn’t say he was surprised since many of his students were apart of a group of teens that the teachers branded as “troubled”, but John didn’t care. This was the first time he has had an inccident with his students and he was going to resolve it here and now. “Okay. I understand that a few of you have been struggling in my class, but that is not an excuse for whoever stole my test answers. I’m sure whoever took them has already sold a bunch of copies to the other students, and has made quite a profit from this ordeal,” he gave a small pause as he let the information sink in with his students, “Okay class. There isn’t going to be a test today, but before anyone starts to get excited, I would just like to state that the next time we have a test will be soon. The next test will be a completely different format, and I will be keeping all copies of paper regarding to the test at my place of residence.” he stopped. John looked around the room and smiled, “Oh and one more thing. To whoever stole the test answers. You don’t have to worry about receiving any punishment from me. Although, I would be worried about all of your unhappy customers. I’m sure all of them are going to demand a full refund, and things will not end up pretty if you don’t comply. You would be surprised what a small, angry, teenage mob can accomplish if you push them too far,” He chucked, “Todays class is over. Go have some fun, and go get your money back.”
The class quickly began to funnel out of the classroom. John watched all of them very closely and noticed that one of the students was acting very nervous. He was constantly looking left and right, and flinched to almost every “accidental” bump that he received. John knew that this was the kid who stole his test, but he didn’t do anything. Even if the students didn’t “mob up”, he was sure that the poor kid wasbt going to sleep for a week.
When all the student left the classroom, John sat down into his seat and looked at the time. It was 10:14 in the morning. School had only been in session for a couple of hours, but it felt like days to John. Today has been one of John’s most stressful mornings of he month, and he had a feeling that it was only going to get worse. He took a long sigh and decided to go take a a smoke break. It was on his walk to the garbage cans, since that is the only safe place a teacher can smoke at this school. when he noticed that tthe ground began to shake. He thought it was an earthquake until all of the windows in the surrounding classrooms began to light up. He ran over to the windows and saw what looked like a white comet falling down to earth. His first instinct was to run away, but he fought it away. He needed to keep his students safe. He began to direct students to find shelter underneath the school. There were a series of bunkers hidden underneath the school just in case something like this were to happen. He spent the next few minutes funneling students into the bunkers, and was just about to check if anyone was left behind, when the light in the windows intensified. Pretty soon the whole school was filled with blind white light, and John was stuck in the center of it.
Finished character....too tired....will post tomorrow.
Name: John “Mr.G” Grimm
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance:
John stands roughly around 5’ 9” and has silver-white hair. His eyes are emerald green, and he has a visible scar that runs down the right side of his face. He has a tattoo on his back that says “This Grimm Tells No Tall Tales”
Personality: John is as modest as he is brilliant. He rarely likes to take the spotlight and downplays his own accomplishments as much as he can. He loves to learn and teach, but he mainly just loves to learn. He prefers to stay out of conflict, but if he will stand up for his students and friends if the need ever comes. He has a very curious mind and will always ask questions to further expand his knowledge. He has a vast knowledge of Science and History.
History: John, ever since he was born, had silver-white hair, and it cost him constant flak when he was at school. The student in his classes would call him names, but the most popular of them was “Grimm Reaper”. He was branded as a monster and his fellow students were afraid of him. This didn’t bother him so much as it annoyed him. He was more focused on the things he was learning in school. He was fascinated by how much there was to learn about the world, and devoted most of his efforts to his studies.
One day a kid, who was one of the students afraid of John, was having trouble with his assignment. John, not wanting to see a classmate in distress, tried to help him. When John approached the student, the kid became scared and acted out of panic. The kid grabbed his pair of scissors and slashed at John's face. The scissors cut all the way down his face, and he was rushed to the hospital.
The news spread quickly through out the school and one specific teacher took it to heart. When John was finally allowed back to school, his science teacher, Alan Baggely created a special lesson for his class. He explained, to all of his classes, that there was a medical condition where a mutated gene can turn a persons hair silver and white. He then said that the people that this happens to should not be made fun of or feared, and that if he caught anyone making fun of somebody, with this condition, he would personally fail them for the next 3 terms.
This moved John and it inspired him to become a teacher. John then spent the rest of his academic career with the soul purpous of becoming a teacher. By the time he was 29, John earned 2 Masters in Science and History. He then found himself a job as a science department teacher in a high scool in the state of New York. He has been there ever since.
Powers: Surprise me!
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance:
John stands roughly around 5’ 9” and has silver-white hair. His eyes are emerald green, and he has a visible scar that runs down the right side of his face. He has a tattoo on his back that says “This Grimm Tells No Tall Tales”
Personality: John is as modest as he is brilliant. He rarely likes to take the spotlight and downplays his own accomplishments as much as he can. He loves to learn and teach, but he mainly just loves to learn. He prefers to stay out of conflict, but if he will stand up for his students and friends if the need ever comes. He has a very curious mind and will always ask questions to further expand his knowledge. He has a vast knowledge of Science and History.
History: John, ever since he was born, had silver-white hair, and it cost him constant flak when he was at school. The student in his classes would call him names, but the most popular of them was “Grimm Reaper”. He was branded as a monster and his fellow students were afraid of him. This didn’t bother him so much as it annoyed him. He was more focused on the things he was learning in school. He was fascinated by how much there was to learn about the world, and devoted most of his efforts to his studies.
One day a kid, who was one of the students afraid of John, was having trouble with his assignment. John, not wanting to see a classmate in distress, tried to help him. When John approached the student, the kid became scared and acted out of panic. The kid grabbed his pair of scissors and slashed at John's face. The scissors cut all the way down his face, and he was rushed to the hospital.
The news spread quickly through out the school and one specific teacher took it to heart. When John was finally allowed back to school, his science teacher, Alan Baggely created a special lesson for his class. He explained, to all of his classes, that there was a medical condition where a mutated gene can turn a persons hair silver and white. He then said that the people that this happens to should not be made fun of or feared, and that if he caught anyone making fun of somebody, with this condition, he would personally fail them for the next 3 terms.
This moved John and it inspired him to become a teacher. John then spent the rest of his academic career with the soul purpous of becoming a teacher. By the time he was 29, John earned 2 Masters in Science and History. He then found himself a job as a science department teacher in a high scool in the state of New York. He has been there ever since.
Powers: Surprise me!
I noticed! I was able to get off work early, thank god for my friend Steve, and just set up my computers. I should be able to get that CS done within the next hour or two. I will work on a post after the CS.
I can do a teacher or professor. I just won't be able to really work on it until I get home, which is in about 3 hours.
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