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its past 1 in the morning and im sitting here listening to anamanaguchi send help
9 yrs ago
mfw im not tired at 2 am and have work at 11
9 yrs ago
ggwp, am back

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I was about to start making my post when I realized I have no idea which gender to use
The sound of heels clicking against tile flooring seemed to echo over the bustling hallway. As a certain student walked through the pathway, others seemed to purposefully move out of the way, creating an opening for the student. The crowds dispersed as students went to class, leaving the echos of the heels to resound through the halls. As usual, Kido Megumi was skipping class. No person within the school had the nerve to speak to the girl about her lack of attendance, but that may have been due to the lack of failing grades. They weren't good, but not bad. Academics wasn't where the student's sovereignty lied. A faint tap on the shoulder gained her attention. She turned around, glaring at whoever had the audacity to touch her. "What?" she demanded.

A small, mousy instructor looked back up at her- Kido's heels gave her a solid three inches off height on the teacher. "I-I was supposed to g-give you this," she sputtered out, holding out a notice. Kido huffed as she took the paper. Reading over it, she asked another question. "Is that all?" The teacher said yes, and turned around, hurrying away. Kido turned around and kept walking down the hall to find the room listed on the paper.

Upon nearing the door, Kido saw other girls walking into the room. She narrowed her eyes, trying to decipher the meaning of the meeting. It probably wasn't about academia, and Kido didn't recognize any of the others from her personal life. It had to be about something she didn't know, then. It looked like it was time to make an impression.

Kido walked to the door and yanked it open, slamming as it hit the framework. Kido looked around the room, trying to take a stock of who she was dealing with. She stepped forward, heels clicking against the floor. She made sure to make eye contact with every person in the room before deciding on a chair toward the back of the room. That's when she realized the... oddity of the group gathered. Rolling her eyes, she raised her voice, making her question echo in the room.

"All right, so what the hell is this?"
I'll post IC when I get get off work
Oh, you're online. Mine was. UH. This one.

I have a SEED operative that won't be relevant for a while, though.
I would post but I honestly don't know if I got accepted or not
Wait time overpowered

Ostarion please patch
Have fun, Nami.

Also that's why I don't use characters I know as appearances. I end up writing them on accident instead >>;
Honestly, if you can just think of a few, you'll be fine. You can fill out the list as the RP goes on, like I'm doing. If you need help, there're some on the wiki page for your class /nodnod
So I was gonna do this tomorrow, but

Name: Mori Haruka
Age: 38
Gender: Male

Appearance:

Personality: Years ago, Mori had always been light-hearted around virtually anything- work, friends, family, even his personal research. He always wanted to share his knowledge with others, thus leading to his original occupation as a professor. Mori was friendly toward most people, enjoying playing jokes on them occasionally-especially his pupils. The researcher was a gratuitous man, as well, always wanting to do what was best for his family, pupils, and even complete strangers. However, after the first Nephilim attack, he sobered up. Now, he is cold, distant even. He doesn’t seem to enjoy his research anymore, nor does he have that charm of spreading his knowledge. Mori has almost become a drone; a shell of his former self.

Brief Backstory: Raised in the city, Mori was always a smart person, even in his youth. A stellar student, Mori passed through all tiers of schooling with ease, obtaining his Doctorate’s Degree at 25. During his undergraduate schooling, he met his future wife, Aya. The two dated, married, and had a child- a daughter named Seo.

Mori worked for the University of Tokyo when the Nephilim hit Japan. However, by some stroke of luck, he wasn’t on-campus when hell rained down. The disaster would have killed him with no chance of survival. However, the alternative was still disastrous. The family was heading out of town when the Nephilim struck. The shockwaves from the city shook the landscape, causing a rockslide under the road Mori was driving on, taking the car- and the family, with it. The professor awoke surrounded by sirens. He saw two stretchers being rolled by, their occupants concealed by covers. The man broke down.

Soon after the death of his family, SEED approached Mori, promising him a chance to take on the force that caused his incident. He swore his allegiance to the organization, and quickly rose to near the top of the chain of command. He specifically worked on the unification of magic and technology, and was a key component of creating the suits themselves. The technical aspect of it was his forte; head-reducing, flight, power levels, the works.

He now works as a Head of Research, specifically for improving the suit’s usage.

Abilities: Mori is smart- plain and simple. He was a key team member in engineering the MagiGear suits, as well as the use of technology and magic together. He nearly rivals Kawaguchi, but has fallen out of the race due to his time of grievance.

Occupation: Previously worked as an Applied Sciences professor at the University of Tokyo, now works as a Head of Research at SEED, only a few steps down from Kawaguchi herself.
Heyo, this is still open, right? The Interest page said to come here, so voila.
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