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I love when I shovel myself out, drive through a snowstorm to get to work on time... and then my boss calls me 5 minutes after when I was supposed to arrive that he's not coming in and to go home...
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Facts about me:
1. I like writing.
2. I like cats.
3. I like RWBY. (#Yangbestgril)
4. I am 30 years old...
5. I have graduated college.
6. I'm trying to get better at drawing.
7. I'm a dude.
8. I eat far too much cheese.
9. I watched a Markiplier video once. Now I have a crippling Taki addiction. Don't send help, just more Takis.

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Name: Wolfram Melusina



Age: 16

Grade: Sir Clausewitz' School for the Militarily Minded, 2nd Year

Biography: Wolf is the son of a retired soldier and a demon hunter. With his parents being so serious and at times strict, Wolf was... a little on the meek side. The combined pressure was simply too much. After time away from their professions and years spent as his parents, the two slowly eased up, realizing to some degree how overbearing they'd been, but the damage was done. They were not bad parents, nor abusive, but, well, nearly every parent tends to mess up their child in one way or another. On the bright side, it was hard to find a more responsible, well-mannered child than Wolf.

In his early schooling years, he met two people who would shape the rest of his life, perhaps more than his parents ever could have. Two girls, one name Vera, and the other named Alexandria. Vera was an extremely forward and confident girl, the daughter of well-off merchants. Alex was more like him, though notably more awkward and bit of a... dreamer.

He met Vera first, her family having been aided greatly in the past by Wolf's parents. Alex he met shortly after, realizing how similar their abilities were. They abilities both manifested psychically. When pooled, their powers could create entire illusory worlds for them to play in. They could even manifest these worlds enough for Vera to join them.

Of course, two quiet kids sitting in a corner conjuring imaginary friends tended to draw disparaging stares and negative attention, but Vera, despite having no powers to speak of, would defend them. So ardent was her defense of her friends that even those well practiced, for their age, with abilities would soon learn it wasn't worth the trouble or ear-ache.

For them, it was the perfect set-up. None seemed to enjoy their time more than when they were together. After all, how could one beat a world crafted just for them? But, as time passed, and Wolf's abilities grew, Alex struggled more and more to keep up. It soon became apparent just how much more gifted he was. Not once did he or Vera hold it against the girl, but Alex herself refused to fall behind. She pushed herself to play an equal role, insisting that Wolf help her with ever grander experiments and ideas.

Until one day something strange happened. Their imaginary world felt a little... too real, too far removed from where they'd begun, and too... different from what they'd intended. Before they could figure out what had happened, it all collapsed in spite of their efforts. In the moment, everything seemed fine, though the two were understandably spooked.

The next thing any of them knew, Alex stopped coming to school.

The girl could no longer wake up. Wolf's power's could not penetrate her mind to see what was occurring in her dreams. He could do nothing. In some ways, it felt like she was no longer there at all. In the end, she was taken away to be cared for, in the hopes one day she might wake up again.

Wolf was left behind, his mind filled with the thought that this was all because of him. He'd gone too far, he'd hurt her somehow, and then after all that he'd been too useless to fix it.

-And Time Passes-

No one is quite sure which god granted Wolf his abilities, but a display of them was enough to pique the interest of those running Sir Clausewitz'. His parents were shocked and a little worried when he insisted he apply there, especially considering his mental state in the months leading up to that moment. They told him how needlessly strict and trying the program at that institution was, saying that he was more than capable of enrolling at St. Laurel's, but this only furthered his resolve.

He wanted to put himself through their punishing regimen. Maybe he felt he deserved it, but more so he felt if he'd been better he wouldn't have hurt his friend. He felt he needed to be better so it never happened again. Once the school granted him admission, there was little his parents could do to stop him.

His first year was not pleasant. By comparison to most he performed poorly, but never so poorly that they could find a reason to expel him. He'd always miraculously scrape by. In some ways, this got him more attention than simply being an overachiever, for by the end of the year there was a secret betting pool to see if he'd survive the final tests and trials. True to form, just barely, he did.

With that, and neither cheers nor complaints, he prepared himself for another year.

Powers:
Core: Psychic Warp
He can create psychic "bubbles" brimming with potential energy. He can simply let one collapse catastrophically to attack those nearby it, or he can choose to shape that energy. The bubbles are not terribly mobile, however. He can move them, but it takes time. That said, it is not inherently dangerous if one passes into a bubble, and generally they can just as easily walk back out... unless he decides otherwise. An unwary opponent can find a bubble forming around them very quickly if they don't watch their step. Being in the center of a collapsing psychic bubble is... not pleasant.

Currently he can maintain up to three bubbles at a time.

Ability 1: Formation
There are two ways the energy in the bubbles can be used. One is to turn it into a "room" of sorts, where the world inside is different from that of outside. Those outside the bubble will not be aware of what transpires within it. The other is the reshape the whole bubble into its own, semi-autonomous entity. These entities will follow his orders, but he does not have to directly puppeteer them, rather, their potential is tied to his subconscious. He simply has to give a command and the entity will do its best to carry it out.

Currently, he can control only one autonomous entity.

Ability 2: Intrusion
He can hijack other people's psychic abilities. If they have created an illusory space, he can enter and modify it should he manage to overpower the original user. Can also be “reversed” creating a manifestation of a target's mind for Wolf to explore. Changes made to this manifestation will be reflected in the target's mind. The latter affect will work on anyone, psychic powers or not, so long as they don't have a way to resist. For example, he could make someone feel like they're falling, inducing intense vertigo.

A byproduct of this ability allows him to, instead of competing with others psychic abilities, reinforce them.

Only open if you don't want to be surprised later.

Relationships:
Vera Goh: Childhood friend and current girlfriend. After they lost Alex, the relationship became... rocky.
Alexandria Sova: Childhood friend and source of all his guilt and self-loathing. Also the source of his motivation to improve himself.




Name: Vera Goh



Age: 17

Grade: Lady Deva's Prepatory School, 2nd year.
(A private all girl's school for those, for one reason or another, unwilling, unlikely, or just unable to participate in combat or the arena. She did apply for St. Laurel's, but was rejected due to not fitting into any of their programs despite having good grades.)

Biography:
The daughter of merchants, in many ways she is a typical rich kid. Her value of money is heavily skewed and she spends it as easily as she breathes, and with just as little thought or consideration. She is not terribly friendly to most she meets. She has long since stopped seeking the friendship and acquaintance of others. For anyone who earns her ire, a verbal beat down is just around the corner, and she's indiscriminate with her victims.

There was, however, one debt that her parents could not pay with simple money. Their lives, and business, were saved by a duo of warriors shortly before Vera was born. The two went above and beyond, but in the end didn't seek payment. They had simply been doing their job. Years later, in a chance meeting, Vera's parents once more insisted they pay the two back somehow. Finally, a way to pay their debt was presented.

They wanted their children to meet. At that age, Vera had yet to be spoiled completely rotten and so got along with the boy, Wolfram, well enough. So, to see to it that the debt was well and truly put to rest, instead of putting Vera into the most prodigious, expensive private school they could find, they allowed her to be enrolled at the same school as Wolf.

There the two met a girl, Alexandria, and friendships were well and truly cemented. With no powers of her own manifesting, Vera was fascinated by the psychic abilities of the two; their ability to seemingly craft entire worlds for them to frolic in. These moments were precious to her. There was no such warmth to be found back at home, for her parents were always too busy -- too distracted for her.

Anyone who dared step in the way would be in for a rude awakening. These two were hers, and no one else could touch them. Anyone who sought to tarnish was she had found would be torn apart with words until they were a quivering, sobbing mess on the ground, pondering what cruel fate had led them to being born.

For those too thick skinned for a verbal flaying, well, Vera was not afraid to spend every other afternoon in detention for leaving them black and blue. She learned how to fight beyond simple self-defense just so that her friends wouldn't have to dirty their hands protecting themselves -- so that she could keep up with those more gifted than her. So that her friends need only worry about crafting more of those precious, special moments she craved.

In a way, it was greedy of her, but they never seemed to mind. It wasn't like it was all just for her.

Then, one day, abruptly, it ended. Alex was gone. No one could say why or how, but she simply wouldn't wake up.

Wolf blamed himself, and it was the only answer ever offered, so she blamed him too. Yet, ironically, he was all she had left, so she clung to him tighter than ever. If he left too, she'd be all alone.

If he left... she couldn't punish him.

Powers:
Core: Subject of the Goddess of Love
Every year, dozens of newborns are chosen by the Goddess of Love. Instead of being granted the power to fight, or anything else practical, they are instead puppeted around in the midst of an ever ongoing soap opera for the Goddess's own amusement. Their every action is not spoken for, but when it comes to love and relationships, they will be hit by strong compulsions to guide them on a predetermined path.

That's it.

Relationships:
Wolfram Melusina: Her childhood friend. At first, pushed upon her by her parents, but now the only one she cares for. This sort of twisted co-dependence eventually led them to start dating, though he wasn't her first choice.
Alexandria Sova: Her dearly missed childhood friend. If Vera comes across as bitter, Alex is half the reason why.




Anyone interested in mutually fleshing out our relationship sections, let me know.
THE! TIME! IS! COME!

I will edit in my CS(s) soon.
I like dragons, so I'll keep my eye on this. No promises though.

Felix

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Location: Around





Of course. Of course the moment Felix's mood had made a slight upswing, Ferris had had to speak up again. Venus cringed, seeing Felix's expression immediately darken.

Was he doing this on purpose? If he was so insistent that letting the wind guide them was fine, then why did he care enough to argue? The only conclusion Felix could come to at the moment was that it was out of spite. Suddenly Ferris cared to discuss things only when it meant contradicting him.

Whether it was real or just a cynical assumption made in the heat of the moment wasn't something Felix currently had the emotional capacity to consider. It was too late, and he was already incensed.

"Oh look who suddenly wants to discuss things ahead of time!" He snapped back at the man. If he was gonna complain about Felix "lashing out" regardless, then Felix might as well just speak his mind. He wasn't exactly yelling, yet, but he was clearly past the point of polite conversation. "So what is it, huh? You want to wander in circles or play it safe? I'm getting sick of your wishy-washy crap!" It was hard not to take it personally when he repeatedly vetoed all of Felix's ideas and the one time he'd made a concrete decision... it was STILL vetoing one of Felix's ideas. "Because I know what I'm doing! I'm trying to take this seriously! If you want to screw around, do it on your own time!"

"People like you are how-" Felix looked like his next order of business was to get right in Ferris's face, but he never made it. He tried to take one step, but was halted. He looked down to see his mawile blocking his path, arms outstretched to hold him back. The concerned pout on his pokemon's face immediately gave him pause. The anger in Felix's eyes cooled, but his expression was still overtly hostile. "I'll be waiting outside the camp." It was a whiplash inducing change of pace, but perhaps it was one for the better.

He turned on his heel and marched away, Venus remining behind to bow her head apologetically at the rest of the group a few times before scurrying off after him. When her stubby legs caught up to her trainer, she found him sitting at the base of a tree, knees tucked up against his chest, with his bag dropped on the ground beside him.

The mawile quietly patted him on the shoulder until he finally spoke, "I did it again, didn't I?" She nodded. "Not my finest moment, I suppose." She nodded again. "I'm not apologizing to him. I don't care if he does either." Venus averted her eyes at that. "What? You think I'm the one in the wrong?"

The mawile could only shrug. The intricacies of what they'd been discussing were lost on the pokemon, but what she fully understood is that Felix had seemed to be doing better up until Ferris's latest remarks. She also fully understood that Felix's response hadn't been pleasant to witness, and likely seemed twice as bad to a stranger. Right and wrong weren't something Venus felt comfortable judging.

"I'm just... gonna ignore him as much as I can." So far the common denominator to everything unpleasant had been Ferris. Maybe Felix was part of the problem, but at the end of the day if interacting with the man caused problems, he'd just remove himself from the situation, then neither of them could cause an issue.

It was an inelegant plan, but the best he could promise to uphold for the time being.

. . . Back at Camp . . .


"Well... that was ugly." Isla watched Felix storm away with a pout. They'd not even begun and already the group was threatening to fracture to pieces. In that case... she'd have no choice but to hold it together herself!

"Excuse me! Are you Professor Isla Gavins?!" An out of breath man skidded to a halt next to her.

"Err, the title might be a wee bit much, but... yes?" she blinked in confusion.

"Oh thank gosh, I'd already gotten it wrong twice."

"Was the red hair that hard to pick out of a crowd?" Isla had to raise an eyebrow at that one.

"Y-you'd be surprised." He stood up straight and cleared his throat. "I'll just get straight to the point. The research team is short-handed, so we're hoping to pull talent from the exploration groups."

"What, and work in an actual field lab?" Isla glanced between her group and the man. "Do... do you have soil analyzers?"

"Errr, p-probably?"

"Good enough for me!" She spun the man around before glancing back at the rest of her former group. "Sorry, but you understand right? Can't pass up somethin' like this!" She then pushed the man into the distance. "Just know if there aren't any analyzers, I'll sic my slowbrow on you! Galarian ones are poison types, you realize."

. . . "Bruh?" About 10 seconds later, said slowbro registered the departure of his trainer and quickly trundled off after her.

And just like that, Isla had left the group.

Felix

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"Exactly! We're on an uncharted island, that's why we-!" Felix had to bite his lip to keep himself from blowing up on Ferris again. He ran a hand down his face, taking a deep breath as Isla took over the conversation, the revelation of her partner pokemon, one he'd actually never seen before, helping to distract from the near loss of his cool.

"Sure, yeah, that could work," Felix mumbled, pulling up the "map" on his pokedex. "That means we're leaving here entirely, which means we need to keep an eye on the sun so we know when to start looking for a place to set up camp. I don't need a 12-step plan, I ju-" And suddenly he was having some strange device shoved into his hands that could apparently call for supplies if it became necessary. That made sense, actually, since even Jarvis couldn't carry an endless supply of food and they could be here a while. With that distraction, Arlo took the chance to suggest the North coast, in other words, that they should just cut across to the entire other side of the island. It was extreme idea, but technically in line with Isla's idea.

To be fair, he doubted many others would be so bold as to go to the entire opposite end of the island so soon. Felix glanced back at the map, trying to wedge the radio thing under one arm, but in the end opting to drop it into Venus's arms who fumbled slightly, but managed to keep it from hitting the ground, letting out a sigh of relief as the device settled in her grasp.

"We could... and if we veer just a little east, by then we could call in supplies and maybe hop over to explore some of the smaller islands if we've found a pokemon that can carry us, or maybe we can just call for an inflatable boat or something..." Felix mused, but then paused. Was... he getting into this? Whatever, he was already here and he'd promised Venus he'd "give it a go" after all. If he was going to do this, he might as well make it worthwhile. "We can worry about that last bit once we get there, but for now that's a good enough plan for me." He couldn't help but shoot a sideways look at Ferris as he spoke, though he did his best to keep his expression neutral. "Unless anyone objects?" Ferris hadn't offered anything helpful, and thus hadn't given an opinion, and Botan hadn't had a chance to chime in yet.

Felix

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Location: Around





Venus almost looked startled at the pokedex's description of her, as if she'd never heard it before.

She had.

She folded her hands, looking as innocent as possible, horns tucked away behind her. Exactly what she'd done after dragging Felix across the ship earlier.

"You are literally proving it right," Felix spoke, deadpan. Venus just averted her eyes. "Well I assume they'll want us to catch pokemon in order to get more information, so they must be handing out pokeballs around here somewhere. If not, I have a few spares. It's really not all that hard if you have a half-decent throwing arm..." Felix tried not to actually look at her arms.

If she really was the pampered rich girl she came across as, he feared her arms might be a bit more on the noodle-y side.

"They sort of lock on as long as you don't completely miss. Only tricky part is if the pokemon is too stubborn you'll have to fight it first. Well, your pokemon will. I don't recommend trying to fight a pokemon yourself." Felix hoped that last bit hadn't actually been necessary to say. Might have been funny to watch, though.

If they did stop to get pokeballs though, they'd have to do it fast. He wanted their group to head out quickly and actually choose where they were going, rather than get their options whittled down to anything too... inhospitable. Looking at the map, he had to imagine they were all linked to some degree, and as each group headed out the map would fill in.

If so, hopefully it would be easy to avoid people. Too many groups in one place would just scare off the pokemon... or attract the angry ones.

Felix

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Location: Around





While Felix waited for everyone else to update their pokedex, he decided to look at his own.

"That's... a lot of island to cover." He blinked, already feeling tired just thinking about it. Reality was starting to sink in. There wouldn't be any towns to stop at along the way. It didn't seem like much more than the immediate area had been thoroughly mapped. They didn't know for sure what they were walking into and, without civilization, would have no clear destination to head toward.

Well it wasn't like they had to map everything with just them, there were other groups, but still. He really didn't fancy wandering aimlessly across an uninhabited island.

These were the thoughts occupying his mind as the group once more began to reassemble, "Huh?" he looked up from the transparent screen of his pokedex as they began speaking. "Oh... yeah, sure, whatever." Sadly he was still pretending to "get along" with Ferris, so he would have to register even his contact info.

"Heading out is great and all, but we need a plan. If we just wanna roam around this area aimlessly, fine, but if we're gonna head out farther, we should pick a landmark or something and have a goal." It was the most he'd spoken the group all at once since meeting them, one might note. What else could he do though? At this point he was past accepting his fate or not. If he was doing this, he wasn't getting strung along mindlessly.

'Mrr!' His mawile let out an excited warble, pointing into the distance.

". . . we are not climbing the mountain." Felix frowned. Of course his pokemon would pick the tallest, most imposing destination possible. Mind you, it was also one of the only landmarks clearly visible in the distance from where they were standing, but that didn't make it any better of an idea in his mind.

Felix

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Location: The Office





It wasn't hard to find where they needed to go considering there weren't a lot of options, and plenty of other people had started forming lines. His first priority was to find the office where he could update his pokedex. It was a little amusing waiting in line seeing those who had one already pull them out.

They were all so... big and clunky. He pulled out his own which was barely half the size of most of them, and even more so smaller than others.

He had to wonder what kind of information was actually going to be uploaded. Wasn't the whole point of them being there to help explore? Was it just what little they'd already discovered? Map data? Well he supposed he'd find out soon enough. That said, while the update itself didn't take long, he wasn't really going to sift through all the information now. He'd worry about that later.

While there, he was also told his group had already been signed in and so he was off the hook in that regard. That settled that then. He was stuck with them.

All that was left to do was to regroup with them. Most of them were currently huddled up nearby, which made his job easy in that regard.

"I guess Botan already got us signed up." She seemed like the de facto leader of the group in his mind, so that was what he'd assumed. He never even spared Arlo a glance. "Pokedex line is over there," he told them, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder.

Felix

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Location: M.S Marlow





It was a pretty decent apology, even Felix had to admit it. Perhaps it was even sincere. It sounded like it probably was. One would be hard pressed to hold a grudge after such a well spoken and timely apology.

Unfortunately, Felix was talented and more than just a little cynical.

Ferris could apologize all he wanted now, but Felix expected him to be a continual annoyance, so why bother getting chummy now only for it to lead to disappointment later? That said, Felix knew the only saving grace he had after his little tantrum was the fact that he'd been the victim in the situation, so if he was accepting being part of this group, he couldn't very well go and throw the apology back in the man's face.

"Mhm..." Felix shrugged before Ferris walked off. It was the best he had to offer in the moment. He'd just mind his own business as much as he could until he had no other options. He let out a weary sigh, "Once you have the rest of the group figured out, I'll see you at the exit ramp." With that, he trailed after Isla at a lagging pace.

He too thought about what he was going to do on the island, though he spent far less time pondering the dirt. In reality, he really didn't have a plan. He was sort of along for the ride.

"What do you think?" he asked his pokemon. Venus struck a thinking pose for a moment but then smiled and patted his hip, or more specifically his belt. Felix let out a bemused puff of air, "Of course you do. Fine. We'll see what we run into. Just try not to be a bad influence this time."

At this the pokemon crossed her arms indignantly.

"Relax, you know I'm kidding." Felix cracked a rare smile, however small it was. "We'll... both give it a go I figure, right?"

The mawile put her hands on her hips and nodded confidently.

"But seriously, I'm in charge." This went unacknowledged. How troubling.

Felix

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Location: M.S Marlow





Why had he blown up like that? Felix wondered as he stood there, replaying the last few seconds over in his head. He was in a bad mood, he knew that much, but a simple misunderstanding shouldn't have gotten to him like that. No, but the other comments certainly had. Two barbs in one breath. OK, now he was just getting even angrier thinking about it.

One could see it happen in real time. He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath, practically boiling over and seething with anger. His mawile's pupils shrank to pinpoints in trepidation. She could feel the rage vibrating through him and into her.

However, no further outbursts followed. He pulled his hand away and opened his eyes again, though he didn't look exactly calm. If anything, he looked even madder than before.

"I... have no problem being part of your group," he finally spoke, looking at Botan, the emphasis put on his words making his meaning clear. She hadn't done anything wrong. If anything, somehow he almost felt like the bad guy at this point. "But don't expect me to pose for any of his photos." Oh, he was sure he was here to photograph the island more than anything else, but that wasn't the point. Felix hadn't even said two words to the man before getting needled at. Ferris had put his worst possible foot forward and Felix wasn't going to forget it any time soon.

As for Arlo and Isla? Arlo might've started this with his careless words, but... it wasn't much of a crime in hindsight. Isla was as innocent as Botan. Fine, just one bad apple he could deal with. With that settled, he simply focused on calming his nerves. He might have been blaming someone else, but he still knew his little tantrum wasn't a good look.

Meanwhile, Venus finally let out a long sigh of relief and let go of her trainer's leg. Disaster averted... barely.
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