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Titans Academy

Gonna post my interest here after catching up, sorry it took me a bit to get a look at this!

Melsborow Nights II- A sequel to an interactive horror story

Courage and stupidity go hand in hand so this customer had better feel grateful for your less than stellar decision making skills. You use the door handle as an anchor as you yank yourself forward, towards the man and the beast within your small slice of paradise. Your other hand flails out to grab anything that you can of the man's which turns out to be scruff of his shirt. You yank with all your might and surprise yourself with just how far you got the man over the counter before the hunk of cloth in your hand breaks away from the man. The customer had gotten the hint though and was now scrambling back in your direction but not before tossing the remains of his double-decker hot dog at the mass as it stood up... wait it was standing up?

Now that nothing obscured your view of the uninvited guest, you could see it was a tall balding man wearing tattered clothes that looked a little to small for his impressive size but what made you more nervous was the blood that coated his face and the intense look to his eyes that honed in on the clambering form of the customer. The two of you and your loyal customer had both fallen to the floor, when that had happened you aren't sure, having been lost in the gaze of the now recovered beast of a man. You scooch backwards into the 'safety' of the backroom and jump to your feet, ready to close the door on the heels of your customer. This doesn't go as smoothly as your adrenaline infused mind had hoped as the beast crosses the small shop's floor in mere moments, lunging for the entrance. Seeing no choice, you close the door early and bash it into the customer in the hopes of knocking him inside and blocking the attack of the beast.

This works for the most part though the flailing limb in an unintentional duplication of your own move, grabs the customer and yanks before tearing away. You manage to get the door shut, locked, latched and barred as you push a wooden manager's desk against it. The once quite evening is now filled with the crescendo of bashes against the door which is turning out to be much less solid than you once believed, seeing the wood splinter a bit more with every attack. It's at this moment you notice that rather that a chunk of the customer's shirt being ripped away by the beast outside, it was a hunk of the man's flesh. It didn't seem to be life threatening, just a couple of gashes above the shoulder blades but there was a lot of blood gushing out.

You weren't in as dire of straits but time was still of the essence. Your eyes darted around the room but your focus mostly fell on three things;

-The customer.
-The unsellables.
-The back door.

Young Justice Renegades: A Team Worth Dying For

God I wish this woulda kept going. I think I mighta bowed out at some point before it died out but I loved the characters in this. This game was kick ass.

Nightstars: Universal Guardians

Name: Talzaar The Whelp
Homeworld: Grand Cathedral Epsilon
Age: 23
Alien Power or Skill: Talzaar isn't much in the eyes of his people but to the average citizen of the universe, Talzaar is herculean. The Idisputables are capable of braving most environments thanks to their rough, ash white with black spotted skin including the void of space or the crushing depths of water planets. Talzaar himself is skilled with a plethora of weapons but finds himself most comfortable wielding a warhammer adorned with a pick for latching on one side of the hammer's head.
Brief Bio: The Indisputables are a race of warriors and conquerors that travel space, pillaging large worlds and carving their moons into new Battle Cathedrals that the whole species lives in. Talzaar was born to a brood within the Grand Cathedral Epsilon on the Cathedral's ninth creation-day. From the beginning Talzaar was the runt of litter, but The Idisputables believed that even the scrawniest of their kind could grow to their full potential wether that be through blade or the more academic arts of cannibalizing stolen tech into their home. The Whelp, as Talzaar would eventually become known as, would do his best improve himself in the war-focused society he found himself born into. For all his effort though the boy would seem to never excel at anything, not even being good enough to be considered a jack-of-all-trades for his kind. This lead to The Whelp staying in training much longer than most of his brood-mates before eventually being shuffled out onto the battlefield when the Grand Cathedral Epsilon had spread its conquest thin.

Though Talzaar was a wimp among his own kind, he was still able to mow down the best warriors of some world and keep the citizens subjugated. However, eventually Grand Cathedral Epsilon's effortless conquest was brought to a halt with the appearance of the Nightstars. A group came and began to push back The Idisputables until a retreat was in order. Seeing an opportunity to shed some bad genes, some higher ups sent Talzaar on a suicide mission to prove himself and give time for escape. Talzaar, seeing an opportunity to live up to his potential, leapt at the chance as he faced down with the Nightstars. Needless to say Talzaar was beaten and eventually arrested. Time passed and Talzaar's fanatical view of his people was eventually broken away as he saw the true camaraderie of his Nightstar captors. Talzaar began to try to turn over a new leaf but only got a chance to prove himself when some alien shapeshifting 'thing' attacked the Nightstars. In the chaos of the uncertainty, Talzaar was able to escape and help fend off the beast, earning some respect from the Nightstars. Sometime later, now Talzaar is a Nightstar under very strict supervision.
Notes:

IQ: 2

Strength: 5

Speed: 4

Attack: 1

Defence: 4

Health: 15

Dungeoncrawl: I Want to be a Wizard!

Mostly been rolling behind the screen but since we're just chilling out right now

@POOHEAD189
@rocketrobie2
Y'all roll me 1d100 ;DDD

@Mae

roleplayerguild.com/rolls/23794

Me number! 55

Melsborow Nights II- A sequel to an interactive horror story

OOC

Gonna give it a day in case someone comes in as a deal breaker but if not I'll roll a dice to figure out which way we go!

Nightstars: Universal Guardians

I’m still down for stats, been a bit since I’ve done a stats game so it’ll be kinda nostalgic

Dungeoncrawl: I Want to be a Wizard!

[Marcus nodded in acceptance as Wik walked around to the other side of the cart. His attention turned to the wand in Carl's mouth. The mage brought his arm up carefully, offering to take the wand.

"You plan on eating that? Or using it? Maybe it's a gift?" Marcus spoke, partly to Carl and partly thinking aloud.

@Dark Cloud] After getting some response from Carl, Marcus followed Wik's lead (not before giving Carl a pat) and produced the wand that he had already tested out prior.

"Take this. Just in case those voices of yours get a little too hungry and try to take a bite outta ya. Take care compadre." Marcus said, offering the wand to the Kobold.

"Fire's a couple of blue lookin' bolts. Not sure how dangerous it is but it'll do a number on leaves from what I've seen."

Melsborow Nights II- A sequel to an interactive horror story

OOC

@aia2022Don't mind at all! welcome to the party!

Also alternative pic for this post

Hider

You don't get paid nearly enough to investigate a murder but you do get paid enough that you'd feel guilty wasting time Fox watching on the clock. Writing off the noise, you try to calm your nerves as you once more return behind the counter. Punching in the info for the hot dog, you ring up the total for the man as he douses his chimera of meat in ketchup.

"So how much longer are they keeping ya here? Seems pretty dangerous being all alone this far from town, especially at night." the man said somewhat ominously as he put his multi-facaded hot dog on the counter and produced his wallet from his back pocket to get you your cash.

You explain you won't be there much longer and make a white lie about your replacement coming soon. Really the next person in wouldn't be for a couple hours but this guy was still giving you some off putting vibes. The man seems to accept this response with a nod before biting into his meal as you count up his change.

"You know." the man starts with a mouth-full of food "you're a pretty bad lia-"

SMASH

The man spins around, spraying hunks of hot dog around the room as his and your own gaze lock onto the source of the startling noise. One of the windows was completely shattered and whatever had broken through seemed to be scrambling to get to its feet. Wether it was a deer, a bear, (hell even a fox) didn't matter at this moment. What mattered was there was something potentially dangerous in the shop and it was likely getting ready to cause more than a little chaos. Without thinking much you rush for the back room, the only place that might keep whatever animal that still unrecognizable, slightly obscured mass, at bay.

You were about to slam the door and lock it when your eyes lock on the man. He was still stood there like a deer in the headlights. Your only indication that he was still among the living was his ever tighter clenching fist destroying what was left of his paradise of processed meat. You didn't have much time to decide but thinking about it too long might be the end of you. In yet another split second decision, you snap into action...

- And slam the door shut!
- And dash from the room, grabbing the man and yanking!
- And call him over!

Violet Sheep Happy Hunting: A Cyberpunk Game

I'd like to throw my hat into the ring if you're still looking for players!