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    1. Meridian 9 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current I'm going on a trip in my favourite rocket ship... Don't count on any posts for the next three weeks
9 yrs ago
Let's all be bros.
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9 yrs ago
If I had one wish it'd be to have more wishes, duh, **** tryna make it rhyme
9 yrs ago
Line up here for the chance to entertain me.
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9 yrs ago
Neither. The soap would levitate.
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Hi my name is
Yeah, I go by
I'm totally open to roleplaying
Adore me. I'm cool.

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Lol. Change of plans- will be up first thing tomorrow. I'm knackered.
I'm interested in making a fire bender.

EdIT: Just gonna make the sheet now to be approved or naw.
Lance Delmero


Lance raised a slender eyebrow at the cat, considering his introduction and pausing with a forkful of noodles halfway to his mouth. He broke into a grin. "Yeah, I'm pretty hard to forget," He agreed, chuckling. The cat had called himself Kuroda Daichi, hadn't he? Lance appraised Kuroda as he continued to eat. The nocturne lounged comfortably in his chair, rocking it as he spoke with a certain calm assurance. His eyes moved to the hooded figure, watching as they pulled down their hood to reveal a dark haired vampire underneath.

"I am Rowan Delacroix. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Her voice was just audible over the background noise of the cafeteria, and she seemed distinctly uncomfortable to be talking to them. How much of a recluse was she? Lance wondered, even as he gave her an easy smile. "Nice to meet you, Rowan. What's a pretty girl like you doing hiding under a hood?" Lance had always been a social guy, possibly too flirty for his own good. Then again, he'd found that good will with others had made his way much easier.
I'm too emotionally invested in this RP to let it die xD
Sorry my post is so short :P it's kinda hard to write very much about doing nothing xD
Once in his room, Grant fell ungainly into his bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling. He noted through a comfortable haze that his mind was pretty much gone. That was good. No thinking of the bad things, like- he shut off that sentence. No bad things. He continued to stare up at the plain white ceiling, no thoughts in his head. It was pleasant. Grant felt at peace, or at least calm. He rolled over and fell asleep in minutes. He'd have a killer headache tomorrow, but at least he was getting through tonight somehow.
Lance Delmero


Lance sauntered into the dining hall casually, looking around. He'd arrived rather late, due to the frankly last minute nature of his parents' decision to send him here.

The test he'd faced outside the gate had barely been a challenge, though, and he hadn't been too sure about Rosewood's reputation. It had only taken a few shards of ice, lots of mist and his naturally dexterous self to defeat the bull-like shadow creatures that had assaulted him outside the gates. That minor scuffle had earned him is ranking of A, and he'd walked through the huge iron wrought gates as calmly as if walking through a garden. The first person he'd met had been the elf Yayo Fiji, who hadn't seemed very pleased with Lance's arrival. Apparently, Lance had arrived right in the middle of the first lesson. Even so, Yayo Fiji gave him his necklace, which had a shard of sapphire inlaid in pure white metal he'd never quite seen before.

The opulence of the place didn't even register with Lance in the least as he explored the grand school building, checking out his room and other corridors he was probably not allowed in. It was only when his stomach gave a loud rumble that she thought about lunch, and fortuitously found himself among the students headed to the dining hall.

Upon his entrance, he simply followed the other students' method of getting food, going to the machines at the sides and walking away with a plate of noodles. His eyes landed on a nearly empty table with just two figures on it, and he smirked upon noticing the Nocturne. A cat. He did so like those creatures. He made his way to the table and sat opposite the Nocturne, a few seats away from the hooded figure.

"Lance Delmero, a newer student than the rest of you," he introduced himself to the two people easily, not waiting for a response before he started eating.
Name: Fiona Dunbar

Alias: The FemiNazi

Superhero/Supervillain: Superhero

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Powers/Equipment:
The Scooter of Equality: This bedazzled scooter is the Feminazi's preferred mode of transport. It's kinda fast. Faster than walking, at least, and a lot cheaper than the metro.
The Pamphlets of Knowledge: She has a satchel full of pamphlets about how to be politically correct towards women, who are of course, superior to men and thus deserve all their respect. They give killer paper cuts, especially when she throws them at her opponents.
The Baseball Bat of Women Are Better Than Men AKA The Equality Dispenser: This is the Feminazi's weapon. She uses it to beat up men she deems sexist and women she deems not pro-feminism enough.
-She has no superpowers except an unnatural talent to gravitate towards places of rampant sexism.

Weaknesses:
-Well thought out arguments to whatever statement she makes.
-Sandwiches. They remind her of the oppression of women too much and makes her faint (Go into the kitchen and make me a sandwich!). She also has a personal vendetta against all Subway branches.
-Kitchen utensils (Go into the kitchen and make me a sandwich!)

Appearance: Fiona is a tall and lanky girl with frizzy blonde her and wide green eyes hidden behind thick glasses. She has freckles all over her face, full lips, and very sticky out ears which she's very sensitive about. Her hands are rather big, and she's got as many curves as a straight road. When fighting crime, she wears a blue sweater with a swastika on top of an F on it, jeans and blue sneakers.

Personality: Fiona is a human rights activist, and strongly believes in justice and fairness fr all. She also believes that all women are better than men and that men need to stop being proponents of the patriarchy and that boys should play with girl toys only or else they'll turn into women hating men just like the rest of them and she sees absolutely nothing conflicting in any of the views she holds. Despite this, Fiona is a smart girl. She does very well in school, but doesn't have too many friends because she's condescending and always going on about things no one really cares about. She's very determined, not very observant, and is always on the lookout of instances of sexism so that she can be the FemiNazi.

Background: Fiona grew up a sweet and relatively normal girl until she watched a feminist rally on TV one night. She was immediately enamoured, and became a diehard feminist. Her family (parents and two younger sisters) hated this change, especially how Fiona kept berating her mother for making dinner even though she always ate the most. She started a feminist club at her school which gained members quickly, but lost them twice as fast due to her overzealous nature.

The people at school started calling her the FemiNazi behind her back. Although she was hurt when she found out, she ignored it, becoming even more serious for the cause. She got the idea for becoming the FemiNazi after watching Kick-Ass, made her jumper that night with a marker and Google images, and started advancing the cause of justice and equality the very next day. She's an Internet sensation now, although no one amazingly knows who she is.

Other: N/A
Iridessa stayed silent as the other mages arrived. She didn't know any of them, and she wished any of her Firestorm mates had come along. They would have made for a real party, and she'd missed the one last night. That kind of disappointed her. She'd have liked to be there, especially if all the men there had looked like the man who'd called himself Joey. He was cute, if not a little bedraggled. She didn't speak, instead continuing to perform little parlour tricks with a tiny flame to amuse herself.

The fire fizzled out as Iridessa saw the Commander approach. He cut an intimidating figure with his dark armour and red eyes, and Iridessa, brash as she was, would never want to cross him. She paid attention as he spoke, then looked at the three mages who stood up to introduce themselves. Once they were done, she got lightly to her feet, dusting herself off. "Iridessa Lancely. Firestorm Adept." She said briskly, looking round at the other mages then sitting down again.
@TimasheTiger Made minor edits to include the details you mentioned. Is that okay?
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