“Heya teach! Welcome back! Lotta people left.You Must be a pretty terrible teacher. Anyway, are we learning anything or can I jump out another window?” Blyke spoke gruffly, visibly irritated at Alexander @Vampiretwilight “Arent teachers supposed to be angry at kids who ditch? How ironic.” ‘Wait a second,’ he thought to himself, ‘am I really trying to pick a fight with the teacher? Hmm... Yeah. Yeah I am.’
“Well.. bad time.” As Blyke approached the students and teacher, he turned around and went directly back into class. Lame. “Hopefully something interesting happens” he stated on the way back. He arrived at the classroom and simply waited impatiently.
Name: Max Age: 17 Appearance: Pretty darn average, nothing specifically bad, nothing specifically good. A bit tall, though. (6”5’) Secret Wish:
To get the prettiest girlfriend (inside and outside) and finally become popular
Background: Had an alcoholic, abusive dad in his early childhood, but the loveliest mother who protected him. He still fears people like his dad, and often trembles at the sight of mad alcoholics. His mother got a divorce and gained custody of Max, but every year he sees his dad for a week.
Max is plagued by nightmares and hallucinations of his dad often, forcing him to undergo help for three years (12-15) before being released back onto campus. He still sees his mom, and she makes cookies every time. His dad, however.. he dreads seeing him.
Monster Fighting Abilities: Greatly increased speed. Can teleport up to 10 meters in one direction. (Cannot curve, direction determined by thought) Can practically fly in short bursts, allowing him to climb massive towers. Can reflect all attacks to himself and his allies for one second by reciting a memorised command (O jekhij o ajgk is the phrase, and it’s a simple ten meter radius ‘shield splash’), but it practically puts him to sleep Can see weak spots at a high magic cost, making it tiring to keep active (Toggle ability pretty much)
“Man. I say we go and fight that kid. I haven’t fought in like.... a day!” Blyke was clearly irritated at the fact that he hadn't been able to injure anyone severely in the recent days. After about a minute of thinking, he came to the conclusion that this was a terrible idea. “..Nevermind, I’m out of ideas. We could do charades! Or.. or.. tic tac toe!” He frowned. “Whatever.” He bailed and leaped out the window, going to see the commotion outside. He begun to approach the worry-circle.
Name: Max Age: 17 Appearance: Pretty darn average, nothing specifically bad, nothing specifically good. A bit tall, though. (6”5’) Secret Wish:
To get the prettiest girlfriend (inside and outside) and finally become popular
Background: Had an alcoholic, abusive dad in his early childhood, but the loveliest mother who protected him. He still fears people like his dad, and often trembles at the sight of mad alcoholics. His mother got a divorce and gained custody of Max, but every year he sees his dad for a week.
Max is plagued by nightmares and hallucinations of his dad often, forcing him to undergo help for three years (12-15) before being released back onto campus. He still sees his mom, and she makes cookies every time. His dad, however.. he dreads seeing him.
Monster Fighting Abilities: Greatly increased speed. Can teleport up to 10 meters in one direction. (Cannot curve, direction determined by thought) Can practically fly in short bursts, allowing him to climb massive towers. Can reflect all attacks to himself and his allies for one second by reciting a memorised command (O jekhij o ajgk is the phrase, and it’s a simple ten meter radius ‘shield splash’), but it practically puts him to sleep Can see weak spots at a high magic cost, making it tiring to keep active (Toggle ability pretty much)
John wakes up from his tent, yawning and stretching. The day is here.. but it’s dark? He pinches himself. “Ow!” Not a dream. He unpacks one of the Hot Dogs he brought along, lights a bonfire, and begins to make his breakfast. And yet.. Something felt off. Like this forest wasn’t the same as it was before. “Oh well, I’m heading back today anyway,” he thinks aloud.
UNKNOWN POV:
What am I? Why am I here? As I roam the forest, this is what goes through my mind. I.. don’t exist? Do I exist? When He sent me in this forest, I knew nothing, besides that I had to eliminate all human life. Yet.. I can’t speak like I feel I should. My thoughts are blo- ”Kill.”
Name: John Appearance: Extremely average, 6 feet tall, short black hair, slightly muscular Skills: Face-to-face melee combat, can knock someone (or something) out with a few punches. Age: 20 Gender: Male Bio: Took boxing when he was 9, up until now. He went camping in this forest and was never seen again. Other:
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Name: “Unknown” Appearance: Whatever is needed to lure someone in Powers: Can turn into someone’s greatest love, only after knowing about them. Has ears all over the forest. Can not hurt anyone if they haven’t been lured in.