Is it strange that I want to be at school right now
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Look at yourself, what do you see... I don't know, it's... strange... it's... human, human... music?
(My origin story)
A long time ago in a land beset on all sides by communists, capitalists and Canadians, Australians and Iranians, dingos and tangos, dragons and ostriches... nothing happened. BUT! Just south east of the strange land was another place, consumed by the greed of past prime ministers, jet planes sold for malls in south Auckland, nuclear bombs acted against in rainbow boats, sheep in dire situations... a child was born, a child who grew to become known as... HUMAN MUSIC! It was not his first name, it was one of many, not the first, not the second, but the third. This name was the result of many days influenced by American media, casual (advanced) roleplay, Japanese animations and internet porn! The first appearance came when he put on the mask of "kiwi", part of an alias used in a nations roleplay on this very website. He grew silent upon the death of the roleplay, he was distraught, he sought to bring happiness to his life and others through roleplay... but it was for naught. The "kiwi" had failed in his task, becoming overwhelmed by the sheer size of his roleplay list, unlike many other people that dedicate their lives to the play of roles, he did not, and he wept. Months later he reamerged, the land had changed, and so did he, but this alias, too, was unable to handle the great size of interest and roles to play. He attempted his own play of roles but in the end... forgot his password... it was truly a sad day for all, he left for a very long time, never to return. But he returned, this time with his new alias, his new identity, he reappeared and embraced the number of roles to play, never to leave again... or will he?
@DriveEMOut@BoyMom035 "alright let's go.", Eugene flipped on his phone light and made his way towards the hallway leading to the principles office, the lights were off, the lockers lining the walls gave off a metallic feel, he had a very ominous feeling, wether or not anything did happen.
@BoyMom035 "I'll go too, you can't go alone if there is a killer.", Eugene pulled his knife out again as if it would be the ultimate protection. "I don't know about you guys but I have a weapon, find something, anything, the way that body was mangled I'm guessing this guy knows how to fuck you up."
@DriveEMOut "shit, man, get a hold of yourself, we wouldn't fucking kill anyone for a practical joke. Holy fuck, look, get yourself cleaned up and we'll call the police right now.", Eugenes' only attempt to suppress the situation, why the fuck was there a dead body in the school. "Delilah call the police, NOW!", he chucked his phone to her and then continued inspecting the body getting blood on his own clothes, instead of pressing the matter further he stepped back.
@BoyMom035@DriveEMOut@Jaded@King Tai@knifeman Eugene quickly made his way to the commotion, not noticing the school doors close shut. "The fuck happened here?" He placed his whiskey to the side, which he doesn't normally do, and inspected the corpse, a dead man, stunk like shit, how long had it been there. "Aaron, c'mon.", he held out his hand to try and pull him out.
Abilities: An Elven all rounder, he doesn't stick to one style of fighting or weapon, every day it's different having multiple masteries of different weapons and magics. He is also well built and understands how to teach a class of kids to feel pain and grow muscle, aiming to make them as built as he is.
Background: born and bred in the orphanage, he decided to stay and teach the younger students a thing or two, before he knew it he was a master of battle, he was certified to teach proper classes and take apprenticeships. He generally teaches the junior classes, combat, weapons, magic... apart from combat he sometimes leads early morning training along with some of the black grade seniors.
Character sheet: Category: master/student Class: teachers only, which class they teach Name: self explanatory Race: anything from d&d Age: above ten is a student, above nineteen is a teacher Appearance: self explanatory, can be a description or an image Abilities: skills, what can your character do Background: self explanatory, a paragraph is fine
Look at yourself, what do you see...
I don't know, it's... strange... it's... human, human... music?
[color=9e0b0f][u][b](My origin story)[/b][/u][/color]
A long time ago in a land beset on all sides by communists, capitalists and Canadians, Australians and Iranians, dingos and tangos, dragons and ostriches... nothing happened. BUT! Just south east of the strange land was another place, consumed by the greed of past prime ministers, jet planes sold for malls in south Auckland, nuclear bombs acted against in rainbow boats, sheep in dire situations... a child was born, a child who grew to become known as... HUMAN MUSIC!
It was not his first name, it was one of many, not the first, not the second, but the third. This name was the result of many days influenced by American media, casual (advanced) roleplay, Japanese animations and internet porn! The first appearance came when he put on the mask of "kiwi", part of an alias used in a nations roleplay on this very website. He grew silent upon the death of the roleplay, he was distraught, he sought to bring happiness to his life and others through roleplay... but it was for naught. The "kiwi" had failed in his task, becoming overwhelmed by the sheer size of his roleplay list, unlike many other people that dedicate their lives to the play of roles, he did not, and he wept. Months later he reamerged, the land had changed, and so did he, but this alias, too, was unable to handle the great size of interest and roles to play. He attempted his own play of roles but in the end... forgot his password... it was truly a sad day for all, he left for a very long time, never to return. But he returned, this time with his new alias, his new identity, he reappeared and embraced the number of roles to play, never to leave again... or will he?
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Look at yourself, what do you see...<br>I don't know, it's... strange... it's... human, human... music?<br><br><font color="#9e0b0f"><span class="bb-u"><span class="bb-b">(My origin story)</span></span></font><br><br>A long time ago in a land beset on all sides by communists, capitalists and Canadians, Australians and Iranians, dingos and tangos, dragons and ostriches... nothing happened. BUT! Just south east of the strange land was another place, consumed by the greed of past prime ministers, jet planes sold for malls in south Auckland, nuclear bombs acted against in rainbow boats, sheep in dire situations... a child was born, a child who grew to become known as... HUMAN MUSIC!<br>It was not his first name, it was one of many, not the first, not the second, but the third. This name was the result of many days influenced by American media, casual (advanced) roleplay, Japanese animations and internet porn! The first appearance came when he put on the mask of "kiwi", part of an alias used in a nations roleplay on this very website. He grew silent upon the death of the roleplay, he was distraught, he sought to bring happiness to his life and others through roleplay... but it was for naught. The "kiwi" had failed in his task, becoming overwhelmed by the sheer size of his roleplay list, unlike many other people that dedicate their lives to the play of roles, he did not, and he wept. Months later he reamerged, the land had changed, and so did he, but this alias, too, was unable to handle the great size of interest and roles to play. He attempted his own play of roles but in the end... forgot his password... it was truly a sad day for all, he left for a very long time, never to return. But he returned, this time with his new alias, his new identity, he reappeared and embraced the number of roles to play, never to leave again... or will he?</div>