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Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Bryan watched as the group began to grow before his eyes. Unfortunately, the first chap who joined the group was, Aram. Someone who, Bryan disliked the look of as soon as he had seen him. He wasn't one to judge by appearance, and often worked around his instinctual feelings towards a person knowing that you should never judge a book by its cover. The 'google' comment flew over his head like an airliner, but what really got to him was the upfront flirting. It confused, Bryan in a strange way, but mostly angered him. To tell the truth, Bryan had never seen anything like it. As much as he disliked it, he had to say, the amount of confidence that Amon carried with him was impressive. Bryan never really considered himself to be confident in any way, and in fact, he kept quite a lot of his feelings inside, for fear of what people may think of him. Nevertheless, Bryan was no man of action and said not a word of action against Amon, just knitted his eyebrows slightly.

His expression returned to its usual one of absent minded happiness. He listened as, Leo explained the group in more depth. He certainly defied the stereotype of the meat-head bully 'jock'. Or at least, from what Bryan knew of him so far. He gave a small wave at his side to, Artemis as she arrived on scene. They all seemed like nice people, par, Aram. But, Bryan had been wrong about people in the past, and in his experience people he had hated had soon become good friends, and this time could be no different.

His eyes wandered about as he waited for the contact sheet to be passed from Aram to him. Soon he spotted a small flyer, less well-made group of flyers sitting just behind the leaflets. It seemed that the group needed a new secretary, and had yet to put up the flyers around school. Actually, had they? Bryan could vaguely remember seeing that somewhere, as a matter of fact, did he see it today? He closed his eyes, and rubbed the inside corner of his right eye with his thumb in deep thought. Well, it wasn't like it mattered, he opened his eyes and considered what he was about to say before finally saying it.
"Oh, are you guys looking for a secretary? I'm majoring in English and I'd be more than happy to help if the roles still open" He offered, his familiar grin returning to his face.

Multiverse Rising (Always in need of New Friends)

Sorry, but I've got to drop out of this. It's moving far too quickly for me to keep up and make quality posts. Good luck with this though!

"We put the C in Capitalism!" [Corporate troubles in a super powered future]

I'm working on a CS, but just don't know how the pictures work, help anyone? Also, about the ranks in the Free World Group, I was just wondering if there would be high ranking guards that were only put on high profile jobs. (Last was edited in and for @RoflsMazoy

@jordy0403

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Without the asterisks.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Bryan had never noticed the rather large fellow, grinning as if he had a gun pointed at his spine just to the left of who he had considered to be the club leader. He gave him a small, almost unnoticeable nod before returning his attention to, Afina. He had the strange habit of sort of moving his eyebrows when listening to someone. For example, he'd move his right eyebrow up while lowering his left in a sort of confused facial expression. Occasionally they would switch before finally resting back into their normal position. At the same time as this was going on he'd be biting his thumb nail, not out of nervousness or anxiety, but out of habit. The habit was strange both in how it looked and its irregularity. It would only appear every now and then, and Bryan would often never notice it unless it were mentioned to him.

His suspicion that, Afina was the leader of the club was confirmed with her final sentence. He shook her hand with his right, this time keeping it hanging at his side rather than shoving it back into his hoodie's pocket.
"I'm, Bryan" He grinned. He surveyed the room with his eyes, looking at the various clubs from afar. His father had practically ordered him to join at least one club, he said he hated him 'stinking up the house', but the real reason was, of course, to stop, Bryan from driving the family car and wasting gas all of the time. The club seemed better than most to, Bryan. It had no set goal or purpose, and he was sure that the reputation that preceded the group could not have been anywhere near as bad as it was made out to be.
"Sign me up then, I suppose. You'll need to give me directions to this 'Quills and Quivers' though, never even heard of the place." He said, almost joyfully.

Of Monsters and Men [Modern Fantasy]

Bryan cycled at a rather slow pace to his campus. The sounds of Edwin Starr's 'Twenty Five Miles' rung out in his ears as he edged closer and closer to the school grounds. As per usual, he wore a rather baggy red and black zip-up hoodie, left open. Under the hoodie he sported a white t-shirt bearing the familiar Motown 'M'. A pair of jeans and some old sneakers sufficed for his bottom half, he never was one to dress up for something like school, just seemed like an extra-ordinate amount of effort for something that he should technically enjoy.

He finally made it to the entrance of the school, and locked his bike on a nearby fence before making his way into the hall. He really needed to get a car sometime soon. He was currently alternating between his old, rinky-dink bike and sharing his family car. His dream of a Toyota Trueno was still shining in his eyes though, and he hoped that he'd be able to afford one what with the numerous money gifts he'd inevitably get from extended family after finishing his college exams.

He looked around the club fair, it was bustling with various clubs and people milling about looking for a new hobby. Bryan walked past a few, bearing no heed to the 'young farmers club' or the 'neo-spartacist goth raver association'. Finally, something that didn't seem too awful caught his eye. Unfortunately it was 'The Night Garden'. If only he knew. He stuffed his hands into his hoodies pockets, walking over to the booth and peering down at the assortment of leaflets and whatnot laying on the desk in front of him. It didn't seem to awful, and at least it didn't involve something so serious as communist goth raves.
"So, uh, what is this club actually about?" Asked Bryan "It says here you play laser tag and all that, which sounds great and all, but I'm not sure I'd be up for it every night, to be honest." He said, taking out an ear bud with a hand before stuffing the hand straight back into his hoodie pocket.

"We put the C in Capitalism!" [Corporate troubles in a super powered future]

Unfinished

Name: Gabriel Rocha
Age: 31
Occupation: Bounty Hunter/Political Assassin/Mercenary
Appearance:

Bio:
Powers:
-Robotic exoskeleton and limbs
-Super Speed
-Slowed perception of time

OVERWATCH: ENDURING BETRAYAL

Sorry, but any character I can think of is almost exactly Genji but with a different appearance and personality. It would probably be better in my eyes to drop out rather than to copy a pre-existing character.

"We put the C in Capitalism!" [Corporate troubles in a super powered future]

Possible interest

Titans of Gotham [Spots Available!]

Ves wandered into the room after hearing a small amount of commotion. She was sipping a can of juice, one of those knock off store brands that tasted only sparingly alike the real thing. Surprisingly enough, Ves actually preferred the dodgy, almost always flat 'fizzy' store brand drinks to the actual thing. Not only was it cheaper, but to her it for some reason tasted a huge amount better.
"Nice to meet you!" She said to, Nightlife, grinning as she did. "Affixing the bars sounds fun!" She said optimistically, pleased at her usage of the word 'affixing'.

RWBY, A new tale.

Fugo woke up and stared at the ceiling. He could hardly believe it. Not only had he made it into the same hunter academy that his uncle had trained in, he had been placed in a team and would actually be able to use his weapon sometime in the near future. He grinned, sliding out of bed and getting dressed before moving through the 'safety' curtains and meeting with the rest of the team in the bigger portion of the room.
"Hello, everyone!" He said gleefully, grinning from ear to ear.