Can your Father still claim you if the Mail Man delivered you?
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I challenge you to a game of Paradox Billiards Vostroyan Roulette Forth Dimentional Hypercube Chess Strip Poker!!!
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So I realized that the highest honor anyone can get is not to get a Nobel Peace prize, nor getting your name taught throughout history. It's being made into an Anime Character with giant boobs.
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So where do I go after Elysium? I just made it through after beating a Chad-dude and his giant burly friend with horns at a break dancing contest.
Bio
About me: I am an amateur writer at best as I have had a bit of experience writing short novels and stories as a side gig (Don't ask me for help unless you are desperate. I barely know what I'm doing half the time!)
I mostly Rp on medieval fantasy, modern fantasy, and modern slice of life. However, I am always willing to do anything. And I have been roleplaying for about 8 years now.
I have a pretty open schedule right now, other than planning DnDs, and looking for a job. (Still praying that one day I can get payed to play DnD or by playing videogames, but I haven't made a dollar yet).
PLEASE IF YOU THINK I FORGOT AN RP MESSAGE ME!!!! I CAN GUARANTEE THAT I FORGOT AS I WAS PROBABLY PRAYING TO THE GODS OF CHAOS THAT I WOULD BE ABLE TO WIN THE NEXT GAME OF MAGIC I'M GOING TO PLAY!!! (In all seriousness I'm very forgetful and scatter brained, just send me a message and I should be able to pump out that post in no time)
The partners I am looking for right now is people who are chill and relax as well as just some genuinely nice people to chat to and play with. Any style is fine, just be ready as there are time where it will take some time for advanced posts will take me a few days.
Other than that I like to listen to music and anytime someone asks me to do a thing, 90% of the time I will just do it as I just don't care enough. But I will not sing, my voice is garbage and I am not confident enough to even try to learn now.
As Nathaniel spoke, Oscar noticed his actions seemed contradictory to what Oscar expected. Instead of a sly look, or a cheeky grin all that was there was confusion. Oscar realized that it might have been his own mind that played to the idea that Nathaniel just used an innuendo. As Nathaniel continued he spoke of his Uncle from the States sending clothing and many things over to his family here. Oscar says in a bit of a chuckle as Nathaniel spoke of the people in the US towering over the Philippian people, "Yeah, people in America are tall. I am considered average by our standards".
Oscar allowed Nathaniel to continue as he learns that Nathaniel's uncle seems very kind. Sending back shoes and stuff to people in the school, sure many people here seem very well off, yet the thought is always more important than the actual gesture itself. As Nathaniel continued Oscar learned more about Nathaniel, apparently his Uncle is married to a someone who works in Hollywood. That is quite cool to say the least and it does seem to bring benefits, such as the fact his Uncle is able to send many gifts like clothing and stuff, which for Oscar could be a hassle every now and again.
As Nathaniel then asked Oscar what was spoken in German, specifically what Hailey said out loud, "Oh she was just saying how the people in her homeroom seem like genuinely kind people." Oscar didn't feel like saying what was said verbatim, for the sheer fact that she was just using Oscar as an example. Sure Oscar saw himself as nice, just not praise worthy. After all, all he's doing is just being a good person.
Yet, what came next caught Oscar off guard a little as Nathaniel asked if anything was weird about what Nathaniel said and Oscar chuckled a little as he said, "Oh yeah sorry. I was just caught off guard by how you asked my about my shoe size. Usually people don't just ask about each others shoe sizes. And well in America we normally use that as an innuendo for how large your member is". As Oscar wasn't too embarrassed now after everything was cleared up by the way Nathaniel took Oscar's answer to his previous question. So Oscar was more than comfortable to give an explanation to why he was slightly embarrassed. Even giving a chuckle at the end of his sentence. Just holding his normal smile and his relaxed mannerisms.
As Oscar watched Hailey and Henry, he was getting worried more and more, at the situation. She seemed to have entered a deep part of some fear she had, yet as quickly as the situation began it quickly came to a conclusion with Henry's help. As it seems Henry was quite a great comforter as he seems to have gotten her to calm down and smile again. As Oscar couldn't hear, he could tell from the way Henry is comforting, it is the same as a loving father or a caring brother. Making sure they are alright and comforted.
As they quickly started getting up, Oscar heard Hailey speak in a higher tone, almost as if wanting others to hear. As she spoke out in German, Oscar heard Hailey compliment him, as a small smile falls onto Oscar's face. Oscar didn't take it as a compliment, just as an observation, after all the world is kind, you just have to be looking.
Oscar is genuinely happy that Henry and Hailey met, Henry is able to show his true self and the world doesn't look at him badly, while Hailey can be shown that the world isn't dark and cold with her being alone. Giving them a connection that is hard to find for some, a strong friendship built from turmoil and a loneliness that seems to loom as they are both carrying something Oscar can't see.
Sometimes this is the most explosive and the most helpful relationships you can have, especially for people with trauma. Even more so for those who had nothing here other than maybe a single goal, this friendship doesn't seem like one that will break easily. Oscar does chuckle a little in his own head, Seems Nathaniel has some competition. That's something hard to beat.
As Oscar's attention was pulled back to the boy using his shoulder as a rest. He asked Oscar an…interesting question? Wait, was that an innuendo? Is he making a pass? Wait no, what..hu?. This is one of the few times Oscar's introverted nature actually comes out as he doesn't know what he is supposed to say. Is he supposed to say, was he supposed to answer normally? Was he supposed to throw another innuendo at Nathaniel? Oscar didn't know as he sat there for a moment as he blushed slightly as he said, "Um, I'm size 10, I.. I…uh mean I'm a 44". Oscar didn't realize Nathaniel might have been vying for multiple people, Oscar didn't know how he felt about that idea. He heard of people being together with multiple people, yet never knew someone who has. So he never had those ideas pop into his head.
Oscar felt the smaller boy take his arms and wrap them around his waist and set his onto his shoulder. Oscar knew Nathaniel like to do this and Oscar had no qualms with the use of his shoulder to lay upon. As Oscar was looking off and saw Henry and Hailey started talking. It's good to see those two talking, one needs comfort and the other just needs more people to talk to.
As Oscar slightly gestured his head towards the boy using his shoulder as he heard Nathaniel begin to speak. He spoke of Oscar blushing and looking embarrassed as he looked as Hailey. Oscar gave a chuckle to the idea as right at that point in the middle of one of Nathaniel's short breaks he spoke out and said, "Oh well I did say something pretty Cheesy, and I was embarrassed about that. It made me sound like an anime character when I said that." As Oscar chuckled and continued to listen to Nathaniel speak.
As Nathaniel continued, Oscar gave a slight chuckle as he heard the next few sentences come out of his mouth. As Nathaniel seemed to have admitted that he had a crush on Hailey. "Hey man. I don't judge. You do you." As then Oscar gives a small smile as he turns back to looking towards the gym. As he sees Hailey and Henry split off for a moment, the Henry goes back to her near immediately, as Oscar watches. It seems Henry is trying to give her a hug, Oscar is now looking closely, trying to pay attention to her, and thinking about what could be happening. Maybe she was having one of her little things again. Henry seems to be trying to help her, so Oscar will just ask when Henry makes his way over.
As Oscar sat down and began just watching Hailey run, because frankly he had nothing better to do, he felt someone walk up as it was Nathaniel. As Nathaniel asked him something that is very straight forward and with little hesitation. As Oscar watched as Nathaniel placed his chin on his shoulder and rested there.
With a small smile Oscar answered one of his questions very quickly, "Yeah, go ahead. I don't mind." As Oscar shifts his body to allow Nathaniel to better lay himself onto his shoulder and to lay a little onto his back. Oscar knew Nathaniel liked doing this as he then gets to lay better onto him.
As Oscar watched Henry entered the Gym…and began to ran? Oh well, he'll remember why he was here after he notices Jordan and him so Oscar just waits and looks back at Nathaniel as he then answers his first question, "No I'm not into Hailey. May I ask why you think that?"
Oscar was quite curious as to why Nathaniel would think that. As Oscar was wondering what was the thing that Nathaniel was going off of. However, as he was thinking he heard Henry yell to Oli, in German, 'Oh he was asking about his laps'. As Oscar then quickly translated in his head and spoke out to Henry in German, "Hey Henry! You don't need to do that! You should come over here! Remember you're here for our group!"
As Oscar noticed the girl's face started to dribble tears as something seemed to be off. As she spoke under her breath as if she is scared. Something cold and dark seems to loom over her, maybe it was because something similar happened to her or whatever, Oscar didn't know. Yet he knew things like these are better solved with people, as alone is where many people trip up and fall as they lose hope and can't really find a way to pull themselves out of the pain they feel. He makes sure she knows he's there by just lightly keeping his hand on her shoulder.
As Oscar's attention was pulled away and toward the boy in front of him. As Oscar's eye came to the man, he heard that he was alright, "Ah well it's good to hear you're alright. You need to stop sleeping in so much." Oscar gave him a smile as Immediately his eyes twisted and pulled his head towards the very sporadic yet precise movements that seem to land with hyper precision. As his eyes quickly scanned the movements and watched the flow of each strike. Almost leading perfectly with each movement, gorgeous. Yet Oscar didn't watch long as he looked back at the girl, as she seemed to calm quickly as in comes Jordan as he remarks the display Oli had shown. Which was in fact a marvel of technique, yet Oscar was more focused on Hailey.
As She seemed to have lightened up enough to put on a strong face and even a smile. As Oli started to talk to them, splitting them up, as those who are early to class, and those here for, other reasons. As When Hailey was about to leave Oscar says to her before he heads off, "Hey, it'll be okay. Ain't no rain cloud that can keep a smile down". As he throws her one big smile and waves her off before he heads off with Jordan to the benches to sit and wait for Henry. Realizing that was cheesy as shit. He slightly blushes yet hides it well underneath his tanned skin.
Oscar finished his piss as he sighed, washed his hands and left the bathroom feeling like a new man. A man who could take on anything and do anything! Well not that far, but still, as Oscar began jogging over to the gym he felt someone had responded to his text. He looked at the chat and saw:
Group Chat Name: Sword of Hope
Group Chat made
[Henry D.] Invited
[Jordan Q.] Invited
[Oscar H.] Changed Name of Group to: Sword of Hope
[Oscar H.] Changed color of Group Name to: Sword of Hope
[Oscar H.] Changed Name to: [Trunks]
[Trunks] Changed Color to: [Trunks]
Hey guys, I was wondering if y'all would like to meet up and talk shop about our mission on protecting the senators.
I'll be off to the gym, I think Oli would be fine with us being in there to talk about this.
I can't wait to get started!
{Jordan} This idea, I love it. Yeah I'll meet you down in the gym. Coach Cinter will be fine with this I'm sure of it.
As Oscar was happy that someone responded as Oscar made his jog into a sprint, as he wished to take the initiative and get to the gym first.
==================== At the Gym ====================
As Oscar made it to the gym, he made it in great time. Yes, he did sprint, also he knew it would have been faster for him to use the back entrance way, as it would make it seem like Oscar was here before the others. Yet as he began to enter the Gym he saw a strange sight to behold.
Oli was training, at a speed had not really seen people go at, and making lunges that would send Oscar into a whirl. As Oli started to quickly switch and shift in styles as he Changed his forms and shapes as he strikes and changes his range of attacks. For a moment Oscar was enthralled with every move and shifting of weight. As his eyes noticed the shifting and movements, as for a split moment Oscar saw a flash come from other side of the Gym. As Oscar saw two people clatter to the floor.
Oscar quickly made his way over as he found two people getting up from the floor. As Oscar got close he called out to them both, "Hey are you two alright?" As Oscar got close, he noticed the girl foremost, as he felt something strange as he neared. He got to a stop next to her as he felt as if a cold chill came over her. He had his smile out and said to her as he placed his hand on her shoulder that seemed to be shuddering, "Hey are you alright?"
Oscar looked towards the boy in front of him. As he gave him a small smile and extended the same concern to him, "Are you okay yourself?". Yet immediately goes back to the girl as she seems the most distressed at the moment. Almost like something horrible happened, and this little accident had triggered something.
5'8 Dark skinned man with a thin set of white hair on his head with a thick and white curly beard, with silvery eyes, and a strong yet lean and well put together build. He is with some scarage across his eyes and deep scar tissue on his hands and knuckles.
Name: Herman Atmeni, the Master of 1000 Names.
Age: 62, December 25.
Nationality: Bedouin, Arabian Nomadic people
Noble Arm Name & Appearance: Atmeni
An 8 foot tall Polearm with large golden crescent has bright purple obsidian surrounding the entire crescent as it holds 8 inch long red obsidian blades held with gold etched fittings. When the weapon is summoned, it leaves a light blue aura around Herman, as it feels as if the aura cools things around him. Not like a cold chill, but that of a calm breeze on a hot spring day that calms the nerves.
Noble Arm Rank: A+
Noble Arm Type: Melee; Spirit; Close to Long-Range
Noble Arm Abilities:
Soul Link:
Large purple markings of a crescent moon on his back, with it being surrounded by 8 blue stars encircling the moon. This tattoo allows Herman to access the powers of Atmeni, without needing to pull out his weapon. Atmeni has been with Herman ever since he was a child. As he grew, it grew, and as he leaned to wield it, the weapon became one with Herman. This came to be perfectly in sink with Herman's very being. This connection is so deep, it is to the point where he no longer needs to hold his weapon to use its plethora of abilities. All he has to do is think of the power and the power shall be produced. The only catch is that the power will be half as strong, half as effective, and doubly taxing.
Spirit Bolt:
Able to summon an orb of purple-ish blue energy that is now controllable with Herman's mere thought. These orbs can travel as fast as an arrow and hit as hard as a brick hitting you at that same speed. Herman can summon up to ten orbs at a time, and control all of them with relative ease. Any more, then the concentration is too much and all the orbs will slow immensely and lose much of their force.
From the staff: The orbs are summoned out of the orb in the center of the crescent of the staff. These orbs are about the size of soft balls.
Without his weapon: The orbs will summon from his hands as he pinches his thumb and index finger together and can summon the orbs from the circle made by his two fingers. These orbs are about the size of a base ball.
However, if he feels like it, he can summon a weapon of any shape and size he chooses, as long as the weapon is no longer than 6 feet, and no wider than a foot. However he can summon and keep the weapon out for as long as he holds it in his hand. The moment he lets go the weapon will disappear and turn back into the orb.
Master of 1000 Styles:
Herman is able to summon clones of himself each being made of energy and thoughts created. With each one being a manifestation of whatever he chooses them to be. May it be of an emotion, an idea, or even of a fighting style, they will be summoned with whatever item they need. May it be a sword, pole staff, or a pen and paper to teach people. Herman can hold up 5 summons a whole day without being over taxed. However, if he summons 10 he can only hold the summons for 12 hours. The most Summons he can hold at once before he can no longer control the ability is 100, he can hold up this amount of summons for 1 minute before he passes out. All summoned clones have similar strength to Herman and are as intelligent as Herman is in the field they are summoned in. If it is combative, then they will be summoned with all the combat skills associated with the style and all combat instincts Herman has.
Without his weapon out, all summons will double in cost. Making it where he will have half as much time before his summons will disappear.
Asura: (+ Transformation)
This is Herman's ultimate technique. As this is the culmination of all of his power and skills as he summons out 2 additional sets of arms and faces, each facing to his left and right and being made of a purple and gold energy. Each head can think for themselves and controls the set of arms on the side they are facing with all the knowledge and abilities of Herman and can summon any weapon they choose. As with all of his power his strength grows as his body is then surrounded by an energy form of himself. This summoned version of himself acts as an armor, as it increases his bodies strength and speed by 3 times his natural physicality and gives him an armor that can take a high powered rifle shots without a sweat.
With this ability Herman can hold this ability for an hour before he is too taxed to continue to fight.
Misc Abilities: -Calligraphy, he found it as an art form to be a great testament to detail. -Poetry, as he is a creative man by nature. -Singing, as he is known to sing anytime he feels like it, specifically with Sherly as chorus. -Can play over 40 different instruments well. -Adept at many different forms of hand-to-hand styles: His favorites are Jujitsu, Capoeira, Dragon style Kung Fu, and Shaolin Drunken Monkey Style. -Adept at many different forms of weapon styles, with his favorite being Shaolin Monkey style. -He has also learned many languages, all from different regions and nations, so travel is easier for him. -And is able to grow marijuana anywhere. Better not tell anyone on the board, they already talked to him about that.
Personality: He holds himself with a calm and aloof attitude and has a positive outlook on everything. He is a wonderful and kind man who is always smiling and always making others laugh. He likes to talk, a lot, to the point where if you get him started you probably won't get him to stop unless you yell, and even then, he might just shush you as he continues to talk.
*Likes: Determination, jovial spirits, good sports, weed, and chocolate.
*Dislikes: Smart alecks, people who put in no work, depressing people, and people who mistreats others.
Fears: Never truly helping anyone, and Sherly dying.
Bio:
Born to travelling Nomads still adhering to the old traditions, Herman knew nothing of the idea of sitting still. His clan had moved across the Middle East. Herman had seen many different people, many different places, and had learned 1000s of things that could only be described in a book like the Arabian Nights. As this is what sparked Herman's more curious side and his love of travel.
At the very tender age of 7 was when he first came into understanding of Noble Arms, as everyone of this tribe had one, it only made sense that Herman had one. As like all in the clan, you must hone your weapon, as we are herders and many wish to take from our flock. Little did he know, what was meant was that the flock was of the people, and not their simple goats and Camels. As every now and then people would come, yet Herman would be told to hide, and as he did, people would have left their little Clan. Herman unknowing of the world that lies outside of his view.
Herding Camels and Goats was something they always done, Herman was never contempt with the life of a caravan roamer. So on his 13th year of life, he ran away. He had began to travel, seeing the world on his own terms as he began living from place to place, always changing his views and ideas on hundreds of things. As with his age, he had seen wars come and gone, he had seen many tyrants come and fall, and he had learned a million things from people across the globe.
As through his many years now he had walked many miles, traveled many roads, all without a friend, until he found a small black owl hurt and afraid. A smile came onto Herman's face as he slowly picked the small bird up and began taking the Owl on his travels, taking care of the Owl and then giving her a name, Sherly. As now Sherly was brought with him, he had started having her there as a companion who would keep him company.
As his travels had brought him across the world, he had found many people wishing to train him with his natural gift of martial arts and Noble Arm. With this he had began making friends with his radiant and kind nature as it had afforded him some of the highest privileges a Noble Arm's master could ever want. He was given freedom of movement and travel. He had slowly gained notoriety in the world of Martial arts as a Master of a thousand strikes and a thousand tongues. As many wished to train under him, he always declined, as he was no teacher, but a student. As he had traveled again and again, sometimes spending few years of his life in each country learning their culture, their beliefs, and their way of life. Wishing and hungry for more he continued to travel.
Yet somewhere in his life something happened. Someone assaulted the master, and in the fight, had taken his eyes. Disfiguring him to such a degree he had no way of recovering his missing eyes. Yet this never dissuaded the man. As many told him to stop, he went, as many told him to stop and teach, he kept going to learn more, and as people wouldn't teach him, he learned anyways. Not through sight, no, through the vibrations in the air. He could feel how people moves, he could hear how they shifted and stepped, and he could feel the earth shift. He learned now many new ways to see. Through all of his senses he can see the world and walk around, without ever needing his eyes, nor ever needing help.
So the question is, why did he come to this school? Well that should be obvious, he's still travelling! But he decided to become a teacher here as he wishes to help some young folk learn a thing or two from an old man. Also, some friends asked him to teach here as the school is trying to get into shape and he would be a great help to many budding Noble Arms Master.
*Current Goal: To pass on his ideals and dreams to the next generation.
During Oli's very rigorous session of exercise he hears his phone go off with a loud ding. As when he checks the Director had sent an email to him with some surprising news that Oli was not expecting. As the email can be seen as a relief to some and the worst case scenario to others.
To: Mr. Cinter and Mr. Falcon From: Dr. Bathala Topic: School Visit
Gentlemen, we seem to have a problem,
It seems the Senators will not be coming to the school this day. As the time table for the Noble Arms Registry act has been moved up in schedule. The senators will be focusing on the bill rather than attending the visit of the school. With their visit being postponed up to a week from now.
We will need to keep conscious watch over the students that have been chosen to be bodyguards for the Senators, as I wish not for any corruption to happen at this time. I will also be making a new list of students to act as a secondary contingent to watch over the Senators, as there is no doubt the riff raff will try to plan a stronger and more solidified idea of their attack. So we will have to use this time wisely in coordinating the students together.
I trust you two can take care with your watch over the students for now. Please inform the students of this new development. I will keep you updated on any further developments.
===============The Director's next Move===============
As the Director slowly taps away at his computer as he starts to scroll through files of students. Slowly checking through the list of people who would have very little to no reason to defect and turn on the Senators. Hoping to find more people already not corrupted or easily swayed his eyes scan many names, as a smile lands on his face as he begins to write down names and files. Slowly but surely he will find those of who he can use to bolster the Guard force.
===============Jeimseu's Whispers in the Dark===============
During Jeimseu's long looks towards the board of his classroom, as the lectures can sometimes feel boring from the multiple sections of just talking, he felt a tingle in the ear that quieted out the noises around him. Always a tell tail sign of the whisper was to appear and to inform him of something. As what could it be? After all, the information given should have been more than enough.
As a soft airy whisper following the air came as it spoke to Jeimseu, silencing the lecture entirely, "The Senator's visit will be postponed. Political partners have moved a bill up too quickly and had shifted the time tables. Keep close to those who you have been allied with, they will know more when the visit will take place".
As when the whisper disappears Jeimseu feels his hearing return, as he begins to notice multiple people begin to quickly look at their phones. Some seemed to have an expression of relief, others seemed to have no reactions, while a few made their face contort in grimace and ugly ways. All seeming to have clock work moving in their minds, as the air in the classroom feels stagnant. As when the class is released a calm storm emerged into the halls, as those unaware of the situation seems oblivious to it all. As those who do know, seem to have their eyes set forwards and very motivated on this new development.
===============The Shifting of Pawns===============
As Students get released and head out for lunch, a hurricane of silent scheming floods the corridors of the school. As cliques that have been made are starting to gather together and find some place to speak. As some scheme of what should be done now, while others had started setting in motion their machinations and schemes to set the balance in their favor to make sure their plans go well and set the world's love in their favor.
A week is not long, yet it is more than enough time for schemes to be plot. As eyes fall upon the three known bodyguards, now as it seems either they plan to corrupt them, to make their lives hell, or to make sure they are out of the picture right before the Senators get there.
This is Herman, he is my teacher for Noble Arms Physical Education.
Appearance:
5'8 Dark skinned man with a thin set of white hair on his head with a thick and white curly beard, with silvery eyes, and a strong yet lean and well put together build. He is with some scarage across his eyes and deep scar tissue on his hands and knuckles.
Name: Herman Atmeni, the Master of 1000 Names.
Age: 62, December 25.
Nationality: Bedouin, Arabian Nomadic people
Noble Arm Name & Appearance: Atmeni
An 8 foot tall Polearm with large golden crescent has bright purple obsidian surrounding the entire crescent as it holds 8 inch long red obsidian blades held with gold etched fittings. When the weapon is summoned, it leaves a light blue aura around Herman, as it feels as if the aura cools things around him. Not like a cold chill, but that of a calm breeze on a hot spring day that calms the nerves.
Noble Arm Rank: A+
Noble Arm Type: Melee; Spirit; Close to Long-Range
Noble Arm Abilities:
Soul Link:
Large purple markings of a crescent moon on his back, with it being surrounded by 8 blue stars encircling the moon. This tattoo allows Herman to access the powers of Atmeni, without needing to pull out his weapon. Atmeni has been with Herman ever since he was a child. As he grew, it grew, and as he leaned to wield it, the weapon became one with Herman. This came to be perfectly in sink with Herman's very being. This connection is so deep, it is to the point where he no longer needs to hold his weapon to use its plethora of abilities. All he has to do is think of the power and the power shall be produced. The only catch is that the power will be half as strong, half as effective, and doubly taxing.
Spirit Bolt:
Able to summon an orb of purple-ish blue energy that is now controllable with Herman's mere thought. These orbs can travel as fast as an arrow and hit as hard as a brick hitting you at that same speed. Herman can summon up to ten orbs at a time, and control all of them with relative ease. Any more, then the concentration is too much and all the orbs will slow immensely and lose much of their force.
From the staff: The orbs are summoned out of the orb in the center of the crescent of the staff. These orbs are about the size of soft balls.
Without his weapon: The orbs will summon from his hands as he pinches his thumb and index finger together and can summon the orbs from the circle made by his two fingers. These orbs are about the size of a base ball.
However, if he feels like it, he can summon a weapon of any shape and size he chooses, as long as the weapon is no longer than 6 feet, and no wider than a foot. However he can summon and keep the weapon out for as long as he holds it in his hand. The moment he lets go the weapon will disappear and turn back into the orb.
Master of 1000 Styles:
Herman is able to summon clones of himself each being made of energy and thoughts created. With each one being a manifestation of whatever he chooses them to be. May it be of an emotion, an idea, or even of a fighting style, they will be summoned with whatever item they need. May it be a sword, pole staff, or a pen and paper to teach people. Herman can hold up 5 summons a whole day without being over taxed. However, if he summons 10 he can only hold the summons for 12 hours. The most Summons he can hold at once before he can no longer control the ability is 100, he can hold up this amount of summons for 1 minute before he passes out. All summoned clones have similar strength to Herman and are as intelligent as Herman is in the field they are summoned in. If it is combative, then they will be summoned with all the combat skills associated with the style and all combat instincts Herman has.
Without his weapon out, all summons will double in cost. Making it where he will have half as much time before his summons will disappear.
Asura: (+ Transformation)
This is Herman's ultimate technique. As this is the culmination of all of his power and skills as he summons out 2 additional sets of arms and faces, each facing to his left and right and being made of a purple and gold energy. Each head can think for themselves and controls the set of arms on the side they are facing with all the knowledge and abilities of Herman and can summon any weapon they choose. As with all of his power his strength grows as his body is then surrounded by an energy form of himself. This summoned version of himself acts as an armor, as it increases his bodies strength and speed by 3 times his natural physicality and gives him an armor that can take a high powered rifle shots without a sweat.
With this ability Herman can hold this ability for an hour before he is too taxed to continue to fight.
Misc Abilities: -Calligraphy, he found it as an art form to be a great testament to detail. -Poetry, as he is a creative man by nature. -Singing, as he is known to sing anytime he feels like it, specifically with Sherly as chorus. -Can play over 40 different instruments well. -Adept at many different forms of hand-to-hand styles: His favorites are Jujitsu, Capoeira, Dragon style Kung Fu, and Shaolin Drunken Monkey Style. -Adept at many different forms of weapon styles, with his favorite being Shaolin Monkey style. -He has also learned many languages, all from different regions and nations, so travel is easier for him. -And is able to grow marijuana anywhere. Better not tell anyone on the board, they already talked to him about that.
Personality: He holds himself with a calm and aloof attitude and has a positive outlook on everything. He is a wonderful and kind man who is always smiling and always making others laugh. He likes to talk, a lot, to the point where if you get him started you probably won't get him to stop unless you yell, and even then, he might just shush you as he continues to talk.
*Likes: Determination, jovial spirits, good sports, weed, and chocolate.
*Dislikes: Smart alecks, people who put in no work, depressing people, and people who mistreats others.
Fears: Never truly helping anyone, and Sherly dying.
Bio:
Born to travelling Nomads still adhering to the old traditions, Herman knew nothing of the idea of sitting still. His clan had moved across the Middle East. Herman had seen many different people, many different places, and had learned 1000s of things that could only be described in a book like the Arabian Nights. As this is what sparked Herman's more curious side and his love of travel.
At the very tender age of 7 was when he first came into understanding of Noble Arms, as everyone of this tribe had one, it only made sense that Herman had one. As like all in the clan, you must hone your weapon, as we are herders and many wish to take from our flock. Little did he know, what was meant was that the flock was of the people, and not their simple goats and Camels. As every now and then people would come, yet Herman would be told to hide, and as he did, people would have left their little Clan. Herman unknowing of the world that lies outside of his view.
Herding Camels and Goats was something they always done, Herman was never contempt with the life of a caravan roamer. So on his 13th year of life, he ran away. He had began to travel, seeing the world on his own terms as he began living from place to place, always changing his views and ideas on hundreds of things. As with his age, he had seen wars come and gone, he had seen many tyrants come and fall, and he had learned a million things from people across the globe.
As through his many years now he had walked many miles, traveled many roads, all without a friend, until he found a small black owl hurt and afraid. A smile came onto Herman's face as he slowly picked the small bird up and began taking the Owl on his travels, taking care of the Owl and then giving her a name, Sherly. As now Sherly was brought with him, he had started having her there as a companion who would keep him company.
As his travels had brought him across the world, he had found many people wishing to train him with his natural gift of martial arts and Noble Arm. With this he had began making friends with his radiant and kind nature as it had afforded him some of the highest privileges a Noble Arm's master could ever want. He was given freedom of movement and travel. He had slowly gained notoriety in the world of Martial arts as a Master of a thousand strikes and a thousand tongues. As many wished to train under him, he always declined, as he was no teacher, but a student. As he had traveled again and again, sometimes spending few years of his life in each country learning their culture, their beliefs, and their way of life. Wishing and hungry for more he continued to travel.
Yet somewhere in his life something happened. Someone assaulted the master, and in the fight, had taken his eyes. Disfiguring him to such a degree he had no way of recovering his missing eyes. Yet this never dissuaded the man. As many told him to stop, he went, as many told him to stop and teach, he kept going to learn more, and as people wouldn't teach him, he learned anyways. Not through sight, no, through the vibrations in the air. He could feel how people moves, he could hear how they shifted and stepped, and he could feel the earth shift. He learned now many new ways to see. Through all of his senses he can see the world and walk around, without ever needing his eyes, nor ever needing help.
So the question is, why did he come to this school? Well that should be obvious, he's still travelling! But he decided to become a teacher here as he wishes to help some young folk learn a thing or two from an old man. Also, some friends asked him to teach here as the school is trying to get into shape and he would be a great help to many budding Noble Arms Master.
*Current Goal: To pass on his ideals and dreams to the next generation.
As Oscar sat and watched the room waiting for the class to begin he noticed that Mr. Jones had already made it to class. As he seemed to have snuck in at some point when Oscar was trying to take in everything. Mr. Jones seemed stunned as he watched the class go on as it did. With him noticing the whole exchange of near fist throwing, Mr. Jones looked like he was getting near upsetting as then it quickly deescalated and calmed down. As Mr. Jones seemed to collect himself as he started to get the class together as Oscar looked around and watched people sit down and take their places. As Mr. Jones took notice of the lap sitting happening from the two love birds over there, and had made a rule for…only partner projects? 'Well at least he seemed like a very chill man'.
As Mr. Jones was continuing to speak, Oscar was looking around as he noticed…! EMILY! She was heading towards him as Mr. Jones was busy with getting on with the class. Oscar started petting Emily as he was waiting for announcements to be over, starting to rub the back of her ear, every cat loves this and Emily seemed to be no exception. As when Emily heard the clutter of the laser pointer hitting a desk, she started heading off to it, taking his heart with her.
As Oscar started pulling his head back up and started focusing on the class, first came the announcements of the senators. Oscar found it interesting to tell everybody of the senators arrival. After all, most schools in America didn't give a shit if the student body knew of their presence, just the people who were pertinent for their visit. So Oscar was very concerned, almost as if the Director was trying to make a showing of their work. Almost as if trying to show off, and that idea doesn't sit well with Oscar. But he has no time to think about that, the lecture is about to begin, and Oscar needs to make sure he does well. After all, his Noble Arm isn't going to gain him any higher marks to rank up, so he has to make sure his studies are the best thay can be.
============ After Class ============
Oscar had taken very well made notes, using his many skills he learned from his high school time, "Man Cornell Notes are really useful. Now I can transcribe it into Filipino". With his normal smile Oscar started to head out of the class with his notes, as when he passed by Emily, he realizes he has no self control with her. As he kneels down and starts to pet Emily and scratch her ear he sees she plops and lays down on her side for Oscar. A gasp escapes Oscar's lips as he slightly coos as he begins to scratch her belly, side, and right at the base of her tail. As his large smile ceases to end as he petted her for literal minutes, until his attention is pulled away as he feels his cell phone begin to ring. As he slipped it out as it was an alarm he set for himself. As it is telling him to text the others and see if they want to meet for lunch. As Oscar knew what he had to do, he leaned fully down and gave Emily a kiss on her head as he stood up to send a text to both Henry and Jordan:
Group Chat Name: Sword of Hope
Group Chat made
[Henry D.] Invited
[Jordan Q.] Invited
[Oscar H.] Changed Name of Group to: Sword of Hope
[Oscar H.] Changed color of Group Name to: Sword of Hope
[Oscar H.] Changed Name to: [Trunks]
[Trunks] Changed Color to: [Trunks]
Hey guys, I was wondering if y'all would like to meet up and talk shop about our mission on protecting the senators.
I'll be off to the gym, I think Oli would be fine with us being in there to talk about this.
I can't wait to get started!
As Oscar Chuckled as he set up the group chat with them, he started jogging off to the gym as he felt his bladder slosh. He stopped in his tracks as he started to take a fast walk to the nearest bathroom to piss. As he almost pissed his pants as he didn't notice his bladder this entire time.
About me:
I am an amateur writer at best as I have had a bit of experience writing short novels and stories as a side gig (Don't ask me for help unless you are desperate. I barely know what I'm doing half the time!)
I mostly Rp on medieval fantasy, modern fantasy, and modern slice of life. However, I am always willing to do anything. And I have been roleplaying for about 8 years now.
I have a pretty open schedule right now, other than planning DnDs, and looking for a job. (Still praying that one day I can get payed to play DnD or by playing videogames, but I haven't made a dollar yet).
PLEASE IF YOU THINK I FORGOT AN RP MESSAGE ME!!!! I CAN GUARANTEE THAT I FORGOT AS I WAS PROBABLY PRAYING TO THE GODS OF CHAOS THAT I WOULD BE ABLE TO WIN THE NEXT GAME OF MAGIC I'M GOING TO PLAY!!! (In all seriousness I'm very forgetful and scatter brained, just send me a message and I should be able to pump out that post in no time)
The partners I am looking for right now is people who are chill and relax as well as just some genuinely nice people to chat to and play with. Any style is fine, just be ready as there are time where it will take some time for advanced posts will take me a few days.
Other than that I like to listen to music and anytime someone asks me to do a thing, 90% of the time I will just do it as I just don't care enough. But I will not sing, my voice is garbage and I am not confident enough to even try to learn now.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">About me:<br>I am an amateur writer at best as I have had a bit of experience writing short novels and stories as a side gig (Don't ask me for help unless you are desperate. I barely know what I'm doing half the time!)<br><br>I mostly Rp on medieval fantasy, modern fantasy, and modern slice of life. However, I am always willing to do anything. And I have been roleplaying for about 8 years now.<br><br>I have a pretty open schedule right now, other than planning DnDs, and looking for a job. (Still praying that one day I can get payed to play DnD or by playing videogames, but I haven't made a dollar yet).<br><br>PLEASE IF YOU THINK I FORGOT AN RP MESSAGE ME!!!! I CAN GUARANTEE THAT I FORGOT AS I WAS PROBABLY PRAYING TO THE GODS OF CHAOS THAT I WOULD BE ABLE TO WIN THE NEXT GAME OF MAGIC I'M GOING TO PLAY!!! (In all seriousness I'm very forgetful and scatter brained, just send me a message and I should be able to pump out that post in no time)<br><br>The partners I am looking for right now is people who are chill and relax as well as just some genuinely nice people to chat to and play with. Any style is fine, just be ready as there are time where it will take some time for advanced posts will take me a few days.<br><br>Other than that I like to listen to music and anytime someone asks me to do a thing, 90% of the time I will just do it as I just don't care enough. But I will not sing, my voice is garbage and I am not confident enough to even try to learn now.</div>
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