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Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

@Kidd @RainbowFactory

"Riddley huh?

Jacob gives Riddley another obvious once over, the smile on his face never once wavering.

"It suits you. And it is very much my pleasure to meet you."

He turns his head quickly as he hears the sound of a scuffle quickly followed up by someone yelling. He shakes his head the humor that was in his eyes dying out, the blue eyes now looking more like a cold winters storm than a welcoming pool. His smile fades from his face, his lips setting into a grim line.

"Damnit. It really was good to meet you, but if you could excuse me for a moment.

He turns away from Riddley and moves quickly over to where the scuffle has just taken place. His hands half clenched by his side, just in case he has to jump in. He really is not the kind to stand by, especially when it looks like a fight between a man and a woman. He looks more than a little intimidating to a lot of the people gathered in the courtyard, after all he is bigger than a lot of them and wears combat boots and a leather jacket.

"What the hell is going on?"

His voice is deep and rumbling with hints of anger behind it. He looks from the man to the woman a couple of times before he notices the blood on the girls face and hand. He looks concerned for a moment before looking towards the man on the ground clearly wanting to stomp on him a couple of times before deciding that now is really not the time. No need to start things up again. He focuses his attention back on Jennifer before speaking again.

"I have a first aid kit in my car if you don't want to go and bother the school nurse? It is nothing major will only take me a couple of seconds to patch you up."

Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

Trying hard to avoid posting every second post :P

Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

@Kidd

"Yeah, maybe in the same way a train crash is fun to watch. It might be entertaining for a brief moment but then you realize that people are probably dead. And that part is usually not as entertaining."

Jacob shakes his head slightly and spares the girl up on the roof one more quick look before he turns back to the girl beside him. He runs a hand quickly along the side of his head against the short cut hair there. His lip quirks slightly up into a light smirk as he notices the girls goofy smile, something that seems to contrast nicely against the way she dresses.

I don't think there is really much we can do though. Unless you want to go up there and chase her around. Or ya'know go and grab one of the teachers to yell at her. Either way probably not the best move.

His smirk turns into a winning smile, or at least what most people would consider a winning smile. His brilliant blue eyes locking onto Riddleys own, his hand rubbing against the light stubble along his jaw line. He really does fiddle alot when he is trying to put on his air of suave confidence.

"Sorry i didn't catch your name? Like i said my name is Jacob, my friends call me Red."

Game of Thrones

Awesome then. If people are interested in a loyal retainer or champion PM me and we can talk.

Game of Thrones

I would be interested. But i am wondering whether you would accept people playing bodyguards or trusted knights rather than powerful lords

Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

@Caits @Blizz @RainbowFactory @Kidd

Tires squeal and rubber burns, he is late again. Well for the first time this year but that is not the point, chances are it will hardly be the last time he is late and making a bad first impression does not help his chances of avoiding trouble for it in future. Even if his winning smile and charming personality is normally enough to get him out of most trouble with little more than a smack on the wrist. Music can clearly be heard from within his car, even with the windows rolled up as he pulls into the carpark near a pristine Rolls Royce and a not so pristine Jeep.

Yeah, I get it
You're an outcast
Always under attack
Always coming in last
Bringing up the past
No one owes you anything
I think you need a shotgun blast
A kick in the ass
So paranoid
Watch your back!

youtu.be/WGt-8adyabk?t=20s

He kicks his door open with one of his bootclad feet and climbs out of his car. He stands to his full height and stretches out, his biceps and chest flexing impressivly. He lets out a low grown as he stretches, he had a late night and this is what he considers an early morning. He looks around at the students and faculty running around before turning back towards his car and reaching in through the open door to grab his jacket. He slips it on in one fluid movement.

"I mustn't be as late as I thought. Might even have some time to see what's new before getting into the grind."

He speaks to himself lowly as he shuts his car door with a loud thud before locking it. He is not even close to late, but that is how he was taught. Always be five minutes early to the five minutes early. He runs one hand along his pride and joy as he starts to walk towards the buildings, his hand hardly finding a speck of dust on the flawless black paint job.

He looks up as he enters the compound, noticing the girl on the roof with a slight grin. There is always at least one every year. And this one is pretty cute as well. He can never stop going after the crazy ones. And with flaming red hair to boot, his favorite. He shakes his head and drags his eyes away from the distraction. Maintain situational awareness. His piercing blue eyes scan the area, but everything seems more or less normal. The pop girl clique powering through without a care, knocking one boy to the ground. His feet automatically start to move before another helps him up. He shrugs his shoulders and continues his scan. A couple of people cuddling together on a bench, and...a girl with some attitude.

His eyes lock on Riddley, taking in her toned arms and her style of dress as well as the cut of her hair. Now that might be someone to watch in the future. A little attitude goes a long way. He runs his hand through his hair an unconscious gesture that may give away his slight nervousness. If he can even feel nervous, he generally tries to avoid showing it. He walks up beside her and follows her eyesight looking up once again at the girl on the roof.

"I wouldn't worry about her too much. She looks like she is pretty well balanced, probably just a gymnast or something showing off. And even if she did fall there is nothing you could do to stop it, all you could do is render first aid. Try to break her fall and you would only end up wounded as well."

His voice is deep with a slight rumble to it. There is a slight inflection of humor in his tone. His eyes stay with the girl on the roof for a moment before he turns to the girl he has walked up to.

"My name is Jacob by the way."

Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

"Yeah, you know what? There's a ton of lore on unicorns too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams and they shoot rainbows out of their ass!" -The Immortal Dean

Name: Jacob Washbourne

Nickname: Jay, Red

Species: Hunter

Age: 18

Appearance: Jacob stands at just under 6 feet tall and weighs in at a feather over ninety kilograms. He clearly works very hard on his physique, having strong lean muscles that speak to those around him of both strength and speed. He is normally dressed in a set of green cargo pants made from a durable material ending at a set of black side zip combat boots. On his torso is a tight black t-shirt under a thick brown leather jacket. Despite the fact he often wears such heavy clothes he is not afraid to show off the fact that he is fit and actively participates in many different physical activities, usually donning the appropriate attire for whatever sport or activity he is pursuing.

He has light red hair, just slightly to dark to call strawberry blonde. His hair is short along the sides and back and a little longer on the top stopping just before it would interfere with his eyesight. It is generally just ruffled enough that is looks like he got out of bed all of five minutes ago. His eyes are startling pools of blue and often glitter with humor, as morbid as it may be at times. Along his jawline is just a hint of stubble, enough to look careless but still well maintained. He has a strong jawline and high distinctive cheekbones. Overall he is considered pretty damn handsome by some, even if it is marred by the fact that his nose has obviously been broken in the past and sits at a slightly crooked angle.

Personality: Normally he is filled with good humour, quick to make a joke even if the timing of the jokes can be a little off. However he is good at what he does as well as handsome and it shows in his attitude he is prideful and some would say arrogant. He is also prone to bouts of extreme anger when he can become cruel and vicious, however it generally takes something extra to push him there. He is also often an outrageous flirt, even when he means nothing by it. To his friends it is endearing to others however it can seem offputting at first.

Weapons/Equipment: 1970 Camaro SS, Blessed rune engraved Bowie knife (Carried in hidden jacket sheath.), Silver bootknife (Carried at all times.), Dual Chrome M1911's engraved with religious symbols (Hidden in car with a variety of ammo to suit most situations.), Remington 780 tactical (Kept at home. Saved for special situations. Has a small selection of blessed shells. For when you really need some holy fire.)

Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

Awesome thanks very much :P Typing up my intro now!

Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

"Yeah, you know what? There's a ton of lore on unicorns too. In fact, I hear that they ride on silver moonbeams and they shoot rainbows out of their ass!" -The Immortal Dean

Name: Jacob Washbourne
Nickname: Jay, Red
Species: Hunter
Age: 18
Appearance: Jacob stands at just under 6 feet tall and weighs in at a feather over ninety kilograms. He clearly works very hard on his physique, having strong lean muscles that speak to those around him of both strength and speed. He is normally dressed in a set of green cargo pants made from a durable material ending at a set of black side zip combat boots. On his torso is a tight black t-shirt under a thick brown leather jacket. Despite the fact he often wears such heavy clothes he is not afraid to show off the fact that he is fit and actively participates in many different physical activities, usually donning the appropriate attire for whatever sport or activity he is pursuing.

He has light red hair, just slightly to dark to call strawberry blonde. His hair is short along the sides and back and a little longer on the top stopping just before it would interfere with his eyesight. It is generally just ruffled enough that is looks like he got out of bed all of five minutes ago. His eyes are startling pools of blue and often glitter with humor, as morbid as it may be at times. Along his jawline is just a hint of stubble, enough to look careless but still well maintained. He has a strong jawline and high distinctive cheekbones. Overall he is considered pretty damn handsome by some, even if it is marred by the fact that his nose has obviously been broken in the past and sits at a slightly crooked angle.

Personality: Normally he is filled with good humour, quick to make a joke even if the timing of the jokes can be a little off. However he is good at what he does as well as handsome and it shows in his attitude he is prideful and some would say arrogant. He is also prone to bouts of extreme anger when he can become cruel and vicious, however it generally takes something extra to push him there. He is also often an outrageous flirt, even when he means nothing by it. To his friends it is endearing to others however it can seem offputting at first.

Weapons/Equipment: 1970 Camaro SS, Blessed rune engraved Bowie knife (Carried in hidden jacket sheath.), Silver bootknife (Carried at all times.), Dual Chrome M1911's engraved with religious symbols (Hidden in car with a variety of ammo to suit most situations.), Remington 780 tactical (Kept at home. Saved for special situations. Has a small selection of blessed shells. For when you really need some holy fire.)

non-generic Fantasy

I would love to get in on something like this if you are still accepting new people. Especially once i know a little more about the setting. Would it be ok to write in a witcher-esque character? Ie A mortal that has enhanced his body with mutagens?