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Welcome to Marchand!

@EchoicChamber
Honestly, I have no idea what I was writing but it's done! :):):):):):):)

Welcome to Marchand!

@EchoicChamber
Nah, that's alright, I've already fixed up the secondaries part after looking through it again, I'll try getting some more info up on his history because I'm all out of creativity right now

Welcome to Marchand!

:):):) done!

Jaime Lebeau

Full Name: Jaime Lebeau

Nicknames/Aliases: Mr Jam

Age: 27

Gender: male

Primary: Trickery

Professor of familiar conjuration and trickery

Secondaries: familiar conjuration and magical weapons infusement

Description: his usual attire is a trench coat and black jeans, underneath he trench coat is a plain baggy shirt with a few splotches of paint here and there. His physical body is lean and tall standing at 180cm, his legs are built the most as he would be seen running a track every now and again, his brown eyes are alluring and bring attention to many a person both male and female.

Personality: though he could be seen as a dark and brooding man he is in reality very cheerful, bringing much joy to many people with his jokes and small intentional hiccups when teaching.


Skills: he is an achieved user of the magic: trickery, though he never truly enjoys it he has formed it to the point where he is, in fact, the one tasked with hiding the school when needed. As well as being an accomplished master of trickery he is able to use many secondary magics, one of which he particularly takes an enjoyment to, familiar conjuration. When he isn't practising magic or running the track he can be seen drawing and painting, sometimes asking students and teachers to be his model.

Weaknesses: though he is an accomplished magic user he cannot get his head around magic theory, conserving energy and the like, sometimes when he is free he checks in on the magical theory class.
Other weaknesses may include a fear of spiders which is unhelpful when summoning familiars, when he summons a spider, on accident, he would be out and behind his desk in no time.


Brief History: Jaime was born in Toulouse, France and lived quite a normal life, he joined a track team and took art classes believing he was better off in either a sport or the arts rather than in the sciences or office jobs. This was until he realised his magical powers after his uncle took him in, Jaimes parents died in a car crash. His uncle taught him everything he knew about magic though not much in the areas of magic theory, he was later known as an esteemed user of the magic: trickery, being hired by a number of schools to teach it, but he was never able to truly do what he was passionate about, making pets appear out of nothing, as he liked to call it. When Marchand had an opening for familiar conjuration professors he was the first to come, finally able to teach what he wanted he was happy.

Other:
He has a thick French accent.

Hellion Exiles

Done bro

My characters

Important names - Staff sergeant Ba'is, corporal Yamada, private Willis, the rest are about twenty or so humans and Ualos, blue aliens.

Ages - 17-35

Species - Human and Ualos, blue humanoid aliens who are only slightly larger than the average Human.

Role - They are a squad of UGCP marines within the 625th marine and paratrooper assault corps, otherwise known as MAPAC, stationed aboard the Empirion waiting for further orders from UGCP high command.

Gender - Mostly males with around three females including corporal Yamada, the Ualos, according to tradition, only let men go to war.

Appearance -

Corporal Yamada

Private Willis

Staff sergeant Ba'is

Squad armour

Personality - the squad as a whole try to have a good time making sure that moral is super high, the Ualos on the other hand are very serious and brooding.

History - though the squad is not very well known it has withstood many battles and lost many men, especially so for staff sergeant Ba'is, exiting his tenth and final year of service in the UGCP military.

Equipment - the squad is armed with the same armour and weapons as any other soldier in the UGCP (if it's alright to name the equipment)
- MK III shock battle armour
- MK III communications and targeting helmet
- emergency parachute
- compact meal and hydration unit
- Computerised assault carbine
- standard bayonette

Ship - the squad is currently aboard the Empirion awaiting orders.

Activity - almost every day that is unless I have things to do, one of which is a youth tramp just next weekend.

Welcome to Marchand!

I'd like to reserve a role as professor of familiar conjugation and Trickery
EDITED

The ultamate Adventure(RP of absolute oddities)[Not happening now]

Ompletely overlooked this...
You spelled ultimate wrong

Two people in a fight to the death. One of them has a wooden baseball bat, the other has a six inch knife. Who wins?

I think Maui turns into a flightless bird and becomes new zealand

Dawn of Heroes, Dark days. (Gritty modern slice of life super powers.)

@Lord of Evil
I I have honestly no clue as to what's going on but with his advanced tracking ability I think he might be picking up the idea that there was stuff happening even on the global scale, but I dunno, there's so many things happening at once ☹️

And just think kiwi with a wee wee

Space Pirates!

@Hazy
Yeah, thanks 👌👌👌👍👍👍, Hopefully we can get more people "keeping their eyes on it"

Dawn of Heroes, Dark days. (Gritty modern slice of life super powers.)

@Dark Light@CornixElecti
Darren was also walking by the alleyway as the situation ensued, he was walking back from a nearby construction zone, his pants were littered with wood shavings as it always is. Darren looked surprised as he saw the few standing within said alleyway, under his long hair he was trying to stay awake, his eyes half closed.

"Hey, you guys aren't doing anything illegal in there, are you?"

@Lord of Evil

he heard Stephan say next to him.
"three guys standing in an alleyway, yeah, something illegal is happening here... here's a hint, they might be selling cocain!" Darren jokes, though he may be joking, something felt wrong here, in fact, the only reason he stopped there was because he felt something was wrong, the blood rushed to his hands and his fingers began to change, he heard the clinking of knives and quickly forced the blood to flow back through his veins, merging the knives back into his skin. "Nah but seriously, skulking around an alleyway is creepy..." he half joked, then he finally saw the sports car, he was too tired to actually notice things, he didn't understand anything that was going on so after a brief thought darren passed it off as hallucinations and realised he made himself look like a fool, maybe someone spiked his coffee.
(OOC: I honestly don't know what's going on so I'm just passing this off as drug hallucinations)