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Just a bit. XD
I was sitting in silence in the back of the cab. I was looking at the few boxes that I had brought with me, the rest being in the trunk. Books, clothing, files, and a laptop. Basically my entire life. I always find it funny that I can easily pack up everything that I have gathered from these 21 years of life and be ready to move at a moment's notice. The cab slowly drew to a halt outside of the house.
I opened the door, taking a few boxes with me. "I-I'm sorry, but can you wait here for a little bit? I have a few more things to grab." I said to the cab driver, he just grunted. I knew that the meter would still be running, so I'd have to be quick about it. I walked through the wrought iron gate after a little bit of difficulty pushing it open, and walked towards the door, doing my best not to let the boxes fall out of my arms.
I saw that the door was open, I momentarily hesitated and then called out, "I'm coming in." I walked into the house and quickly set the boxes down next to the door. "S-Sorry, I-I'll be right back." I said, before rushing back outside.
I rushed from the cab and to the house with two more boxes, and then finally extracting a bike from the cab driver and putting my backpack on. I shut the trunk of the cab and walked to the passenger window and gave the cab driver his fee. I walked back to the house, leaving my bike outside. I'd ask about where I could store it later, but I made sure that it wouldn't be in anyone's way before walking back inside.
"S-Sorry." I said when I finally got inside. I looked at my boxes. "T-There's a basement room, correct? Er... if no one has any objections, I'll take it." I said, finally looking up at everyone.
I opened the door, taking a few boxes with me. "I-I'm sorry, but can you wait here for a little bit? I have a few more things to grab." I said to the cab driver, he just grunted. I knew that the meter would still be running, so I'd have to be quick about it. I walked through the wrought iron gate after a little bit of difficulty pushing it open, and walked towards the door, doing my best not to let the boxes fall out of my arms.
I saw that the door was open, I momentarily hesitated and then called out, "I'm coming in." I walked into the house and quickly set the boxes down next to the door. "S-Sorry, I-I'll be right back." I said, before rushing back outside.
I rushed from the cab and to the house with two more boxes, and then finally extracting a bike from the cab driver and putting my backpack on. I shut the trunk of the cab and walked to the passenger window and gave the cab driver his fee. I walked back to the house, leaving my bike outside. I'd ask about where I could store it later, but I made sure that it wouldn't be in anyone's way before walking back inside.
"S-Sorry." I said when I finally got inside. I looked at my boxes. "T-There's a basement room, correct? Er... if no one has any objections, I'll take it." I said, finally looking up at everyone.
It is quite the sausage fest, isn't it?
"Not that I'm complaining~" *Waggles eyebrows*
Joe, no.
"JOE YES!"
"Not that I'm complaining~" *Waggles eyebrows*
Joe, no.
"JOE YES!"
Name: Joseph Wahrheit
Nickname: Joe
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Intern at the County Morgue
Sexual orientation: Homosexual
Appearance: 6 feet tall, thin, pale skin, brown eyes, short brown hair. Tends to wear black wire rimmed glasses. His usual outfits tend to be more muted and dark colors, it's rare that he'll wear anything bright and colorful and tends to cover up as much skin as possible.
Personality: Joe tends to be quiet and keep to himself, sometimes this comes off as him not liking other people in general with how little and how curt he speaks. He can be quite shy and can be a little awkward speaking to new people. Though, once he gets to know someone, he can be quite friendly and if the conversation turns to subjects that get his attention, he can get very chatty.
Subject/degree taking: Criminal Justice, Forensic Science,
Allergies/medical: Near sighted
Things they are easily affected by: Mysteries, unsolved homicide cases, injustice
Nickname: Joe
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Intern at the County Morgue
Sexual orientation: Homosexual
Appearance: 6 feet tall, thin, pale skin, brown eyes, short brown hair. Tends to wear black wire rimmed glasses. His usual outfits tend to be more muted and dark colors, it's rare that he'll wear anything bright and colorful and tends to cover up as much skin as possible.
Personality: Joe tends to be quiet and keep to himself, sometimes this comes off as him not liking other people in general with how little and how curt he speaks. He can be quite shy and can be a little awkward speaking to new people. Though, once he gets to know someone, he can be quite friendly and if the conversation turns to subjects that get his attention, he can get very chatty.
Subject/degree taking: Criminal Justice, Forensic Science,
Allergies/medical: Near sighted
Things they are easily affected by: Mysteries, unsolved homicide cases, injustice
Edited.
@Beeve
Alright, I'll limit it down to just two, I was thinking along the lines of maybe a bachelors, an associates, and then two minors. I'll reduce it to two and add a last name, forgot to do that last night, was exhausted. Busy now, but I will do it later.
Alright, I'll limit it down to just two, I was thinking along the lines of maybe a bachelors, an associates, and then two minors. I'll reduce it to two and add a last name, forgot to do that last night, was exhausted. Busy now, but I will do it later.
Name: Joseph Wahrheit
Nickname: Joe
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Intern at the County Morgue
Sexual orientation: Homosexual
Appearance: 6 feet tall, thin, pale skin, brown eyes, short brown hair. Tends to wear black wire rimmed glasses. His usual outfits tend to be more muted and dark colors, it's rare that he'll wear anything bright and colorful and tends to cover up as much skin as possible.
Personality: Joe tends to be quiet and keep to himself, sometimes this comes off as him not liking other people in general with how little and how curt he speaks. He can be quite shy and can be a little awkward speaking to new people. Though, once he gets to know someone, he can be quite friendly and if the conversation turns to subjects that get his attention, he can get very chatty.
Subject/degree taking: Criminal Justice, Forensic Science,
Allergies/medical: Near sighted
Things they are easily affected by: Mysteries, unsolved homicide cases, injustice
Nickname: Joe
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Intern at the County Morgue
Sexual orientation: Homosexual
Appearance: 6 feet tall, thin, pale skin, brown eyes, short brown hair. Tends to wear black wire rimmed glasses. His usual outfits tend to be more muted and dark colors, it's rare that he'll wear anything bright and colorful and tends to cover up as much skin as possible.
Personality: Joe tends to be quiet and keep to himself, sometimes this comes off as him not liking other people in general with how little and how curt he speaks. He can be quite shy and can be a little awkward speaking to new people. Though, once he gets to know someone, he can be quite friendly and if the conversation turns to subjects that get his attention, he can get very chatty.
Subject/degree taking: Criminal Justice, Forensic Science,
Allergies/medical: Near sighted
Things they are easily affected by: Mysteries, unsolved homicide cases, injustice
I looked at the building, feeling a little weary. I took a deep breath and walked inside and began looking around the shop. "I wonder what this place sells... if anything. Maybe I'll get lucky and find a weapon, or some way to contact home, or something like that... or at least food. I haven't eaten all day." I thought as I began walking through the store.
@Rafiel_purewing @Frenzy
I looked at her, unsure of what that meant, and tried my best to not look bewildered, certain that it would offend her that I didn't know what her title meant, guessing it was some great honor. "I-I see." I said.
I looked back over at Gaster and put my finger to my chin. "Hm... an amalgamation of worlds... that... seems unlikely. I mean, if all the worlds did merge, then surely this city would be filled with people from our worlds, no? I would also imagine that it would have a bit more of a blend of all of our worlds. I mean, with us, this city setting makes sense since both of our worlds should be somewhere in the 21st century, however, there doesn't appear to be any medieval architecture; which I believe would be along the lines of where Sirin comes from. I think it's more likely that someone, or something, dragged us here. It may very well have been magic, since, as I said, it appears we come from entirely different worlds. Worlds where your stories are a reality, whereas in mine, they're works of fiction, and in your worlds, magic exists, but in mine, magic is just a fictional force or just elaborate tricks. So, the rules of this world may very well incorporate magic, allowing for whoever did this to pull us into this world for whatever purpose." I said.
I looked at her, unsure of what that meant, and tried my best to not look bewildered, certain that it would offend her that I didn't know what her title meant, guessing it was some great honor. "I-I see." I said.
I looked back over at Gaster and put my finger to my chin. "Hm... an amalgamation of worlds... that... seems unlikely. I mean, if all the worlds did merge, then surely this city would be filled with people from our worlds, no? I would also imagine that it would have a bit more of a blend of all of our worlds. I mean, with us, this city setting makes sense since both of our worlds should be somewhere in the 21st century, however, there doesn't appear to be any medieval architecture; which I believe would be along the lines of where Sirin comes from. I think it's more likely that someone, or something, dragged us here. It may very well have been magic, since, as I said, it appears we come from entirely different worlds. Worlds where your stories are a reality, whereas in mine, they're works of fiction, and in your worlds, magic exists, but in mine, magic is just a fictional force or just elaborate tricks. So, the rules of this world may very well incorporate magic, allowing for whoever did this to pull us into this world for whatever purpose." I said.
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