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This is the end (closed)

Ruslan looks for anything soft enough for his head to lie on, and immediately sleeps without saying anything to anyone before. The journey has made him really tired, not to mention the motion sickness he got earlier. At that condition, sleeping is the best option available to him.

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"My fathers"? How many did you have?

The Iron Curtain: A Cold War NRP

Sorry, guys, despite my previous declaration of interest, I have to drop out of the roleplay before I even began. It seems my roleplaying level have not yet met the criteria. Thank you very much.

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"It was an understandable reaction, I suppose," Nautilus responded. Behind that, he actually expected a more detailed answer from Ebil. However, he understood that such an answer would take long to explain, and that was if it was describable, which might not be likely the case, so he decided not to ask further questions. Although Ebil had mentioned the name of the academy for the second time, Nautilus still couldn't remember it, and in fact he had already given up on trying to remember it now. If we stay there long enough, I'll remember it eventually. Else, remembering it won't be very important, he thought.

Muse's remarks about time made Nautilus thought for a while. The way we perceive time is the most important thing, he said. Perhaps if I thought that time always move forwards like in the real world, then there should be no problems, no matter how slow the rate is. Time. Moves. Forward, ..., he said to himself, more like giving suggestions. Namely in the direction of increasing entropy, he ended the sentence in a rather anticlimactic way. Soon after that, however, he remembered one thing, namely the real world. No one knows how fast or slow time runs on the Guild relative to the real world. "But how long is a day here compared to the real world?" he asked a follow-up question, while climbing the dragon and holding on to whatever he could as the party seemed to plan to get to the academy. If this thing doesn't accelerate rather quickly, we should be safe, he thought. "I think everyone's up for going up now, sorry to be the last," he said.

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Blackout multiple times here, sorry. I'm typing a post in IC shortly.

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Kaga said
...So you will post?

I will. But not immediately.

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Kaga said
Huh? Are you saying you want me to post without you, or...?

There's the "if" clause. Actually, I'll only post 3-15 hours from now.

Stalwart University

Appearance:


<<description>>
Name: Omar Medina

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Power(s): Enhanced speed - Omar runs much quicker than people could imagine. He runs 100 metres in less than seven seconds, and 400 metres in less than 30 seconds. He has never run at full pace, fearing injuries, but he always believes he can run faster.

Acrobatics - <<description>>

Equipment:
Personality: <<description>>
History: <<description>>
Other: <<if any>>

It's far from complete, I had a hectic day today, hopefully when I've got more time on the PC I can finish it.

This is the end (closed)

"Good thing we still have safehouses. How long is this expected to last?" Ruslan asks upon arriving at a safehouse. He still finds moving to a big city to keep themselves safe to be counterintuitive. Especially with CCTVs in numerous places. "They've published our faces once and told the public that we're on the most wanted list, right?"

Cold War NRP, anyone?

I think I would either play my own country (Indonesia) or Egypt.