OldManWong

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Roger that. I'll wait then.

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Can we start responding in context accordingly? Or should we maintain the "one post per cycle" thing? Because I'm stuck at conferences with an injury, and I have to watch all my buddies swim while I sit out the most important meet of the season.

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Xander let the topic of breakfast drop, a more calm and perceptive emotion waltzed across his face before settling to his usual piercing demeanor. He watched Akauta carefully, bowing his head respectively when she let him off the hook for any missions. He was much more careful around Akauta. Contrary to the other two magicians, Xander was a fresh recruit magician despite his feudal upbringing. This meant he meticulously controlled his countenance around the princess, lest he lose the small amount of trust he had gained, for he knew very little of Akauta and could rely only on himself to uphold his family name. "Thank-you for the recreational time, Commanding Officer Akauta." He thanked her, his subtly mechanical pattern of speech showing through slightly. After lifting his head from his submissive posture, Xander turned to Ryan, readying a carefully constructed response in the positive. Eilis beat him to the punch, following her request to look after an acquaintance of hers, the bookstore manager, if Xander's memory held true. Xander turned to Eilis, gauging her expression as she requested him, deciding the urgency of the matter. He assumed it was not only a matter of protection but the trust between the two; thus, Xander placed the task as one of his highest priorities. He acknowledged both the question to spar and the request to protect Mr.Ika in one curt nod, though his features were slightly softer than usual, molded slightly in subtle mirth. "I would be ecstatic to spar with the two of you, by Commander's good grace I am free until she requests me. As for Mr.Ika, I will do my very best; though, please do not feel the need to treat me, I understand you are busy; guarding Princess Akauta is no small matter." Xander assured Eilis, before turning to nod to Ryan as if to sayby my pleasure.

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Somehow, the choice of waiting or answering has become more intense than reasonable. I think there was a mention about waiting between each gm post cycle though, and there's like a 4 way interaction so pecking order is pretty important.

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

I'm sitting here trying to figure out whether to answer Ryan now or after GM and bittersweet post their bit. I think I'll wait since I was a little bit late on that draw.

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Finally got my post up, and good thing new CS is police since there was only one in the faction.

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Xander awoke hanging halfway off the sill of a towering window overlooking the sea. It was still too dark to make out anything beyond the whites of the waves crashing against the jutting rocks at the base of the cliff. Xander angled his temple against the decorative window, and he watched the collage of colors slowly take form upon the horizon. First came the blue, a reflection of the sun off the vast sky, and the first telltale sign of day. Second came the yellow incandescence of the initial rays of light that crawled their way across the sky, shining off the sparse clouds. Third, and Xander's personal favorite, the red hues that formed on the fringes of the yellow light as the atmosphere subtly stole a small amount of yellow and green from the rays of light. The colors combined to form the perfect combination of colors. A composition of beauty with no room for the darkness the night harbors, thought Xander. Satisfied with the painting that splashed across the sky, Xander planted his dangling arm on the sill, swinging his other leg off the sill so that both legs hung off the side with his back to the wall. Jumping down a distance close to a story, Xander landed with a blunt but quiet thump as his boots touched the worn brick floor. The barracks was silent and had yet to begin the bustle of preparing for the day, the usual humidity and comfortable heat made for the perfect conditions of sleeping in. Xander nimbly stretched with the surprising feline flexibility, a yawn escaping him without a noise. He strode to the doorway of his sleeping quarters, hefting a knapsack he had prepared prior to his brief nap. Xander worked his way out of the barracks and to the public kitchens. Methodically, he opened his knapsack and began to take simple utensils and carefully assorted boxes of ingredients out, splaying them out across the kitchen's vast counter-top. With the meticulous method of a chemist but with the pace of a combatant in the Coliseum, Xander filled the kitchen with the familiar smells of his cooking. 4 breakfasts and 4 lunches, filling the 8 ingredient boxes he had used up were cooked, prepared for elongated missions, sharing, or simply because Xander was carried away with his cooking (most likely the latter). He cleaned up after himself and promptly left the kitchen after packing his meals. With measured strides but apparent haste, Xander made his way to the main hall of the military base. He had stayed to view the sunrise slightly too long; accordingly, he was running slightly behind schedule. His serious expression quickly melted away into a measured, polite smile as he spotted both Eilis and Akauta talking. Unfortunately for Xander, his unpracticed smile appeared more as an awkward expression of surprise, adding a sort of humor to his sharp features. "Morning Princess and Commanding Officer Akauta," Xander smartly bows in a half servile, half respectful manner, shifting his look to Eilis as he raises his head,"Eilis, hopefully your morning has been pleasant." He offers forward kindly before suddenly coming to a realization, "By any chance, have either of you had breakfast yet? I happen to have a few extra meals." In all honesty, Xander was readily looking for praise for his cooking, though he never showed it in his expression. Eilis was not unfamiliar with Xander offering meals as he often would after sparring matches between the two of them as a "payment from the loser".

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

I think of the different hues as red being physical prowess and straightforward blunt force, blue as the utilization of style and technique, and yellow as the manifestation of agility and precision

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Name: Xander Artorius De’Blanke Age:21 years old Sex:Male Sexuality:Heterosexual Appearance: Piercing Ferocity, described in every aspect of Xander’s appearance: plainly imposing height, heavily muscled form, abrasive countenance, blade-like sharp features, and his piercing eyes.Especially his eyes; a powerful gaze that gives off the impression of a tiger cornering its prey. His features are usually curved into a slight scowl, and his no nonsense demeanor rarely offers forward a smile. His body is toned with an obvious ode to frequent, careful training and an extremely disciplined lifestyle. Height: 6’6” Weight: 225 Personality: To any bystander, Xander’s personality is built around composure and discipline: the fact that he can accept any situation and adapt without complaint, his unfaltering and meticulous method in which he carries himself, his painfully careful use of language, and his unchanging facial features. All facets of his actions point towards unstoppable drive and untarnished ethics. Simply put, this is only the observed personality from a mere bystander’s point of view. Set upon by years of training and harrowing self-improvement, is the foundation; a bitter but sweetly charismatic boy, a child who curses the world and becomes stronger for it. When his true colors shine, they are both passionate and condescending to his world. His mind is set upon the nature of the strong standing upon the weak, but most of all, to the point of instinct, Xander feels he must protect what he values with tooth and nail. If he comes to hold someone close to his heart, he has a tendency to attend to every single need or want with tender care, and defend from any threat whatsoever with the ferocity of an enraged lion. History: Despite his mother dying at his birth, Xander was not hurt, how can one mourne what they’ve never known? He did not learn the bitter taste of loss until later in his life. Xander grew happily in his father’s household, a feudal manor built upon military success. Xander’s eager-to-please personality and natural talent in the many mediums of warfare brought a swell to the chest of his father. He trained under his father and the bond between the two grew increasingly strong, Xander bloomed under his father’s tutelage and become capable of carrying on his legacy. The kindly words and loving actions was that of one who gave their world to their son, and the father was the world to his son. One day, with a shadow over his face, Xander’s father left in the night and failed to return in the morning. Xander waited, running to the double-doors of the mansion when the low beats of the knocker graced his ears, only to find a stranger had arrived to inform him and the household that Xander’s father would not be returning. Xander then tasted bitterness, overwhelming so. Since then he has been unable to recover, carefully carrying on his father’s legacy during day, and hunting for his father’s murderer at night. Shortly after his father’s death, Xander became associated with the military, quickly earning his recruitment with the name of his father; he left behind his home to take up his feudal practice. Xander consistently moved to improve himself: physically, mentally, in art, and in soul. From then to now, Xander has repeated the same process day-by-day: Cook breakfast and lunch, morning conditioning, military training / operations, cook dinner, evening combat practice, nap, then hunting for his father's murderer in the streets through the night, then, repeat. Likes: Music Fitness Challenges Cooking Sparring Dislikes: Laziness Arrogance Trickery Black Magic Starting Faction:Military Magic Shade: Red Manifestation: A shield attached at the wrist and crook of the elbow, expanding out from the forearm upon being called upon. Musical Theme(s):Wriggle the body from the dust Train until the pain harrows the soul. Work until the skin wears to the bone. Fight until the body is nothing more than ash

Spectrum: A Dark Adventure in a World of Color (Full)

Looks like a seriously cool RP, if I can, I'd like to make a plea for a reserve while I come up with a CS