Silver Carrot

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

My schedule's freeing up as I don't have as many classes now. I may rejoin this.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Kasuke Mina

Mina was icier than usual today. ever since the exercise, people had showing sympathy towards her, due to what Amane did to her. She didn't need people bringing up Amane every ten seconds. She rather forget that chapter of her life entirely. And she REALLY didn't want anybody pitying her. Kasuke Mina was the most promising future Hero in the entire class, in her own head, at least. Amane had utterly destroyed her, in spirit and mind as well as body. Never in her entire life had her ego been damaged this much. She needed to prove herself.

That's when she had remembered Dulga's sparring offer. Dulga was one of the MVPs of that exercise, at least in Mina's opinion. She decided to cash in that sparring offer, against somebody worthy of her, and prove to herself any everybody else, that she was number one. After some searching of the school, Mina eventually found Dulga in a random corridor. Despite how recently she'd been bedridden and unable to move from her beating, despite her needing to use a zimmer frame the first day she was cleared, and despite fainting from exhaustion in the kitchen after she had been fully cleared, Mina still made the following challenge;

"Hey, Dulga. Remember when you said you'd like to spar one day? How does today sound?" she asked, in a voice that could not be described as friendly and would likely not take a refusal well.

@Norschtalen

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Maeda Hitomi

Hitomi sat down on a bench in the courtyard, and sighed. Even without the physical side of things, Hero classes were still a lot more taxing that the Support classes, which now looked like arts and crafts by comparison. Even so, she got a giddy, happy feeling in her stomach from just thinking about that, and had to look at it again! She pulled from her vest a folded piece of paper, and opened it to read the contents again. It still seemed surreal to her, reading the letter which stated that she was now an official member of Hero class 1A!

Ever since the exercise, her and Ruby had been welcomed with open arms. They'd more than proven themselves as having earned their place by holding the point for so long with just the two of them, and though the whole exercise was declared a no contest, everybody knew that their team had technically won. It felt good to be praised and accepted like that. Of course, her fellow support classmates, even a few she'd called friends were less happy about it. Several of them actually had combat-suitable quirks that made them far stronger than Hitomi, and unlike her, it was their lifelong dreams to become a Hero. Hitomi's dream, it was well known, was always to work in costume manufacture, and indeed still was. Still, she was grateful, and honored, and having lost her old friends just meant they weren't real friends anyway. And besides, she was already making new ones. Tomoe and Ruby immediately sprung to mind,

As well as Acion...

She looked up at the sky, puzzled. Did it suddenly just get hotter?

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Mako Akane

Amane would find, as he began his janitorial punishment today, that he had a visitor this time, in the form of the beautiful school secretary. The former Supervillain, Akane Mako, was standing in the hallway, watching him, smiling with her eyes closed in her usual sly, false saccharine way.

"Yare yare. That didn't exactly go according to plan, did it?" She chimed in an almost mocking tone. "I watched the tapes. For somebody trying out for a Hero class, you weren't even trying to be a Hero. In fact, I was on first name basis with several Villains who'd baulk at what you did and said to poor miss Kasuke." By now she'd opened her eyes, and her burning golden stare was piercing Amane.

@pkken

CANCELLED.

_{@Fabricant451 @Silver Carrot collab
Featuring: Hana Park and Madison Weaver
Location: Gym Class.
Time: 11:25 am}

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The day was still very young but already it had felt like a whirlwind for Hana Park. Not only had she had a wonderful breakfast in bed, but she arrived to school practically crown royalty being paraded around under Hailey Green’s arm. Those that saw, such as those Hana had sat with in home room, or those who noticed in the halls now had more whispers about Hana other than just wondering if she would be able to supply them their fix. Hana was seeing the school in a new light, one that came with excitement at the prospect of the future. Where before Hana saw school as an obligation now she was starting to see it as, well, fun.

Fun enough that in third period she found herself putting her and Hailey’s initials in a little heart on the margins, which was far more enjoyable than another history lecture. Her sunny disposition carried her through to fourth period, gym, where she was practically whistling as she changed into her gym clothes. Gym was never her favorite class, but she got brownie points for being part of the athletics program; she still had to tell the softball coach that she was dropping for cheerleading but that would happen in time.

For now, Hana was on the mat doing the warm up stretches, going for her toes and loosening the joints. But today...today was a good day.

As soon as she finished, and stood up, she’d realise she had company. A blonde senior with a build that defied ‘athletic’ and was bordering on ‘muscular’ had approached her without noticing. She smiled and offered her hand for Hana to shake. ”Hey. I’m Madison Weaver, on the Cheerleading team. I wanna say congrats on getting in, as I couldn’t do that in person yesterday. You were in the softball team, weren’t you?”

Hana was surprised at being approached for something other than dealing. She supposed she’d have to get used to it given that she was, as of now, out of that entire game. Rather than just stand and stare slackjawed, Hana returned the smile with a friendly one, shaking Madison’s hand. ”Hana Park. I’m not so sure I deserve a congratulations, but thanks. You’re a cheerleader? No offense but I pegged you as more...I dunno...cross country or track.” She was speaking, of course, about Madison’s clearly more defined physique. Hana was in shape, but she wasn’t nearly on the same level as Madison.

”I was on softball, yeah. But...now I’m a cheerleader. From fastballs to flips. Hopefully I don’t embarrass myself, I’ve never really done cheerleading before.”

”I mean, I am in charge of the running club, but that’s irrelevant. I’m a cheerleader too, because this school doesn’t have any acrobatics or gymnastics clubs. Probably to filter all the talent into the cheerleading team. Anyway, I hope you don’t embarrass yourself either, but you already have a history of athletics with your softball. Not a perfect transition but when I joined three years ago, all I could do was running and a bit of MMA. I’m not that worried about your future, but I didn’t see your audition so I don’t know what your starting point is. I mean, if you willing to work hard, I mean, really get put through the ringer, then I suppose it doesn’t matter how good you are before training.”

”Oh...I...I didn’t really have an audition. I was kinda...put on the team. But don’t worry, I intend on showing that it wasn’t just for show that I got a place there.” Nepotism had placed Hana on the team and she was sure that would lead to some sort of stigma by those who had earned their place through more normal and natural means. It was her only means of proving herself.

”I hope I can come to you for advice if I need it. I met some of the other members of the squad..and well you seem nice enough to tell me what I’m doing wrong without getting mad about it.”

”Of course! I mean, I won’t pretend I’m not going to be strict, but everybody starts somewhere. I rarely get angry during training unless any of the girls are screwing around. You seem to me like you won’t be one of them. And I’m glad. All my worries are gone now. Anyway, you going to that party tonight? I’ll probably see you there.”

The topic of a party had come across Hana’s ear, but unlike the New Year’s one where an appearance of hers was mandatory as per the payment, this time she had no such obligations and in fact had a far more exciting night planned. Exciting for her anyway. ”The one on the boat? No. I’ll be staying on land tonight. You won’t see me there, but I’m sure I’ll see about it on the internet tomorrow. Why, do you need a plus one? I could ask around if you do.”

Madison shook her head. ”Thanks anyway. I’ll actually be heading to the party with Shauna Flynn. I asked her to help me get ready as I don’t go to very many parties. So I’m good for a plus one.”

Hana had to tilt her head as if she had just heard something that made little sense. Today must have been some kind of backwards day. Hana was sitting with the popular kids, and Shauna Flynn was showing up to a party with someone. ”Shauna Flynn? Really? No offense but aren’t you a little...old for her? Sweetie, you could do better. Like a lot better. Like a lot a lot better.” Hana never had a run-in with Shauna, thankfully, but even she heard the tales of the Shark’s pursuits. Maybe the fact that she was going with Madison meant the Freshmen had been warned in advance.

”Huh?” answered Madison, before Hana’s insinuation clicked, and Madison chuckled. ”Oh, no! No, we’re not going together like that! Yeah, she wishes...We’re just going as...I guess friends? Wow, I hadn’t thought about that yet. Anyway, she’s not that bad, plus I can’t really do much judging of her taste in girls myself after the Shiloh incident.”

Madison read in Hana’s face that she had no idea what the ‘Shiloh incident’ was, then coughed and blushed. ”That’s not important. Anyway, I’m not really looking to ‘do a lot better’. I’m out of the dating game for the foreseeable future unless something unexpected happens.”

Hana remained unconvinced, and it showed in her expression. She was looking at Madison with a raised eyebrow, like a parent catching a child in a lie and watching them dig the hole deeper and deeper. Hana might not have known Shauna personally, but she knew enough. Everyone did. Hana was at the New Year’s party and she had seen Shauna there doing her ‘thing’, and it was a shame that Madison seemed to be falling for it. But was it Hana’s place to get involved? Team members looked out for each other, right?

”Are you sure she sees it that way? Shauna doesn’t have friends. Just...watch yourself. The last thing I want is my new cheer mentor to come to school tomorrow with a Shark Bite on neck.”

Hana didn’t know who Shiloh was either, but given the context she assumed there was some kind of history there. Jilted lovers. Maybe some lurid affair. Little nuggets of drama that would maybe make for an interesting story on her blog down the line. It was funny. Her time as a dealer had her privy to a lot of information yet there was fewer gossip about relationships than she expected. Most people tended to keep that sort of thing private, and for good reason.

”And being out of the dating game doesn’t really matter with her, right? But whatever, you can probably handle her. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

”I think I can handle myself,” Madi chuckled. ”Anyway, I won’t keep you from gym class any longer. This is actually one of my study periods, but what can I say? I’m a gym nut. See ya!”

Hana said her farewells before returning to the class at hand. They were going to run laps again. It was all they ever did. But between sitting with popular students, a brush with online recognition, and now a cheerleading friend and senior going to a party with the constant source of drama among young students, Hana was now more than ever convinced she was in some kind of dream world.

And it definitely had its perks.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Gisk

All the stories are fairly non-sequitur though they're linked by recurring npcs, and the consequence of some quests are sometimes shown in others. Just read up on the lore in the OP and you should be fine.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

@ReaptheMusic

Hmm, wonder what would happen if she tried to steal from Hitomi. She'd either just get the sheep sense, or she'd actually grow horns and sheep ears.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

The Varjan renegades were typical Varjans, and just hearing their slander was starting to get her angry again, but she knew that nobody had to die today. This was it. This as the test she'd take this quest for. If she could hold them off without taking a life, no matter what they say, no matter how they provoke her, then she'll have proved them wrong. If she so much as took one life today when she didn't have to, they'd be right, and she'd be no better than the lying, bloodthirsty monster they thought she was.

She spared a glance at Bast as she drew her sword, catching his eye and communicating that this was wear he'd need to hold up to his promise, though she needed his intervention to stop before she took a life, that too would be a failure in her eyes. No, her best weapon in this fight was to prove her foes wrong.

She blocked the swings of her attackers as about three started to fight her at once, and while it was easier to defend when you weren't attacking, the number attacking you would usually decrease. With three people attacking her at once, Eilidh was being driven back, and every so often an enemy's blade would cut into her horse flesh, causing her to wince.

Damn. Peace was hard!

@PaulHaynek@13org

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Rebecca didn't even need to think about the best course of action. The moment she saw Magnus held hostage, she dropped her weapon and raised her hands. Besides, without Magnus, they didn't much of a chance fighting their way out, and Yang was seemingly fine without weapons. This was logically the best course of action. She needed to buy time to think.

"All right. I have surrendered. Now let him go."

As she was talking, she looked right at Magnus. Fire and desperation were in the maiden's eyes. She was willing the timid Minotaur to fight back! He was strong. He could break out of his captor's clutches. He had to, or they'd all be put to death!

At that moment,swords flew over her head and into several of the soldiers around her. Rebacca swiftly scooped her sword back up and turned on the nearest living Varjan, aiming her sword at his heart as it dated forward like a striking serpent.

@PaulHaynek@The Irish Tree@Restalaan@Zaphander

Hikari Academy

Duncan also declined the healing potion. "I only got punched in the stomach once, and it winded me. I'm not actually hurt anywhere," he explained, before standing back and listening to Circe and Roland, raising his eyebrow. He didn't actually suspect that they were planning anything to do with the attack. For one, he didn't know that Circe had any interest in it. He also didn't think that Roland would actually go out alone or in a small party of first years looking for life-threatening danger against the will of the teachers. In that situation, Duncan didn't know who he'd be more afraid of; the monster or the teachers!

What Duncan did know about Roland was that he thought Circe was cute. "I'll leave you two alone," he said, his tone making his meaning clear, before walking away from them. He looked back to Sonia, who was at this point surrounded by teachers. No matter. They could be introduced later. He sat down at an empty table besides one other person, which was good, s the centaur practically took up two seats in his efforts to stop his horse end blocking the space between tables.

After finishing his meal, he looked up at the other occupant of his table. "Hey," he greeted. "What's up?"

@Awesomoman64@Cerces22@floodtalon

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After collecting her own food, at the cafeteria, Mako was about to sit down with the other teachers. Other people of note sitting with them included the spider girl, and the subpar human boy, both from her class. The human boy appeared to be twitching, however, and this time he could clearly sense something about him, like a fire burning him from the inside out. Interesting.

The Witch sat besides the twitching boy, and smiled. "Potions aren't for everyone," she consoled in a soothing, almost motherly voice. "I noticed that you struggled in class today. Don't worry. You'll probably do a lot better with the rituals and incantations. I've yet to ever meet a student who was bad at all three."

After his next twitch, she let a beat of silence pass, then leaned closer, concerned. "Are you aright? You look uncomfortable. Would you like me to take you to the nurse's office?"

@Strange Rodent

Hikari Academy

I'll try to post tomorrow

CANCELLED.

_{@Silver Carrot @Universorum collab
Featuring: Charity Spencer and Henry Green
Location: The hallway between science and history class.
Time: 10:30 am}

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Science was not Charity’s subject. She wasn’t even that bad at it. She just disagreed with it on a personal level. She couldn’t argue with what she’d been taught about genes, but the concept of evolution? Unlike most Evangelicals, she was prepared to meet it halfway. Species did mutate and useful mutations did have an advantage against others, but she could not bring herself to believe that all species evolved from single-celled life forms. The bible stated that all the different species were created by god. The bible didn’t state that they can’t have changed or evolved since, but men, fish, birds, amphibians, reptiles and mammals were created separately.

And chemistry and physics were no better. They were human attempts to understand acts of God, and the fact they fundamentally changed their core principles so often in mere hundreds of years just showed in itself how successful these attempts had been. Humans were never meant to understand everything, but they were a proud and greedy race. They drove themselves out of Paradise, so great was their thirst for forbidden knowledge.

Luckily, her next subject was history, one of her best. She was fascinated by it. She considered this to be different than science. You could not discover or uncover history. At worst, you could rediscover it. There was no sin in the thirst for historical knowledge. It made you wiser, and more learned. But first, she had business to attend to. She knew that the juniors had science next from a few times she’d had to stay late and finish an experiment off, so Henry would be making his way in this direction. Charity looked out for him as she slowed down to let other sophomores pass her.

Henry was, pretty much, in a good mood. Sure, shit was going poorly overall, but there was one bright light. One shining star in the distance. Becca was back! Henry could get laid, and he wouldn’t have to stress about going to bed alone — this was an immense positive. Plus, Hana may have sided with the devil, but she’d still made true on her delivery! Butler had give him the stuff, and Henry had drugs. He had drugs, he could have booze if he wanted, and a blowjob was just a text message away.

Life was good.

And then there was only the sweet, sweet cherry of science being his next class. Henry loved science, it owned. He could make cool explosions, or even cooler glowing shit. Henry loved glowy shit. Would the Helmsleys have plenty of glowy shit at the party tonight? Probably. He trusted them. As he rolled up to the science room, he saw a lone kid standing there. He couldn’t remember her name, but he could remember it was a noun.

Henry chose not to try and say her name, and instead looked down at the girl. “Hey. You waitin’ for somethin’? Cuz if not you better run on to your next class cuz it's about to get real fuckin’ weird up in this bitch. Your boy’s about to attempt some science.”

”I was waiting for you, actually,” answered the girl, trying to be fairly discrete. ”I’m Charity Spencer with the school newspaper. I’m supposed to cover the party and I wanted to know, just off the books, how much of the Weekend Warrior’s blog is a lie, and anything she may have missed out.” If Henry put two and two together, he’d see this an opportunity. Every news article had to go through Trixie, it was true, but unexpectedly getting handed platforms like this didn’t happen every day.

“Huh? All of it is a lie, basically. Look, I don’t wanna talk about it with nobody really. Besides, you know what’s gonna happen when you sit down with ol’ Trixie and you say ‘yo, I got this paper, this paper here that I wrote up about Henry and Damian’s party,’” Henry made some motions with his hands to simulate handing something Charity, before he carried on with his rambling, “then she’s gonna say ‘aight, dope. Who are your sources?’ and you say ‘the man himself, the king, the lord, the GUY, Henry Green and also maybe Damian,’ then Trix is gonna take that paper from you and she’s gonna crumple it up and, KOBE!” Henry pretended to shoot a basketball.

“Right into the fuckin’ trash, my friend. No chance. No read over, no editing, no chance in hell. Bitch hates me. You know I been writin’ these movie reviews since I was a freshman and she’s been stonewallin’ ‘em for just as long? I’ll tell you what. You take my most recent movie review, and you get Trixie to publish it in the next edition of the paper, and I’ll get you everything you want. Me, Damian, Trevor, Owen. The whole fuckin’ shebang. Maybe even Brian. Brian Helmsley, you know the dude? He’s a good dude. Smart dude. Powerful dude. Knows more than I do about shit I done gone and did.” Henry explained, shrugging his shoulders. He wasn’t about to waste his time just to watch that shit get TOSSED. But, he could make a deal.

Charity smiled in gratitude, and held out her hand to shake on it. ”It’s a deal,” she replied, ”I am very thankful to you for this offer. I’ll try my best to get Trixie to come around and start printing your movie reviews, if it means getting your help to write this difficult article.”

And with that said, she walked away, to history, but in her head, the gears were already turning. She would try her absolute best to get Trixie to start publishing Henry’s reviews, as she’d made a promise, but she wasn’t very hopeful. Still, Henry had given her a safety net, probably without realising he’d done so, in uttering Brian Helmsley’s name. If her attempts to get Henry’s help fail, she could just go straight for the head of the beast and plead directly to the boy that even Henry Green speaks about like some kind of authority figure.

She also had another option; Damian. She wouldn’t dare try to interview him herself, but she didn’t need to. She knew that Savannah was working on a story about the new football season. Knowing her, she’d have unabashedly interviewed Damian by now. Charity wished she was as good at this journalism thing as her peers instead of being the designated ‘gossip cleaner’ of the school newspaper. Charity could collaborate with Savannah, which may help both of their articles. She made the priority list in her head as she neared History class; ‘1: Try to honor the deal with Henry. 2: Attempt to collaborate with Savannah. 3: Go behind Henry’s back and talk to Brian directly.’ Only use that one in a worst case scenario. It shouldn’t come to that. Charity felt slightly guilty even thinking about it.

OldGuild Reunion Thread

I was on oldguild. I have fond memories. I'd never get involved in the off-topic forums much or private rps. I was a fairly unimportant newb user who RPed in the free section, and the move to casual was a big deal to young me Well, I say young me. I was 17. And couldn't write to the Casual standard.