UnendingEmpire

The World of Wasted Dreams

Did somebody say Kaku?

But yeah, I agree with Sky.

Camp Half-Blood RP

Just a guess here, but that means this would be strictly limited to the children of Greek gods?

i.e. I couldn't go with the son of Osiris, Amaterasu, and so forth?

Keyport Academy (Ursa/Empire)

Keyport Academy, the school for students that other schools can't deal with anymore. Setting aside the high brick walls designed to ensure nobody slips out, the campus is surprisingly large and well-kept. To keep students from noticing they're essentially in a prison, most likely. The charges? Various. From violence to badmouthing, from disruption to ignoring teachers, Keyport Academy was geared to take on any and all trouble students. The remote mountain locale of the school made for a pretty view as well. Today, on this otherwise-completely-ordinary day in the beginning of October, a new student was being transferred in. She was Marilyn Jones, a senior.

The thing about Keyport Academy, however, is that - probably because the staff doesn't want to run the risk of secret meetings - a class is given a single classroom. None of that changing rooms every bell like in most schools. As a result, if someone was in your class, they were with you from the start of the day until school let out and you were free to return to your dorms or explore the campus. However, the teacher had urged that Marilyn introduce herself. He also called her by that name; Marilyn. She hated that name. Standing up in the front of the class, she began her introduction. She didn't sound enthusiastic in the least, even by the standards of the unenthusiastic introductions students in this school foten gave when they were forced to stand before their classmates and introduce themselves.

"I'm Marilyn Jones. Just call me Jone." Even her expression was bored as hell. As though she were mentally saying, I can think of so many things I'd rather be doing right now. Not irritated at all, just...bored. "It seems I'll be in your class for the remainder of this year. If you have any questions, ask away." Then it was the teacher's turn to speak up.

"A fair few of our students seem to be out sick today," the teacher - a grizzly old man who looked quite in shape despite how obviously old he was - stated. "I must be getting old. I can't seem to remember which seats aren't taken. Do any of you know about an empty seat Ms. Jones here could take?"

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There was three? :O

Editing now.

EDIT: That quick fix should about do it. Same reaction still, but I'm not about to do an entirely new post because I didn't even remember Akane existed forgot Akane was with Reiko & Shino

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It was all too fast. Big surprise there. Ever since she'd gotten here, Reiko felt like everything was somehow faster than her. But that was just the beginning. That didn't begin to describe what was happening in front of her. The sights. The sounds. That girl whose name she didn't even know, having her throat ripped open and dying from blood loss. Yoshida, who did it to begin with. Miss "Keep Everyone Alive" had just killed this person, when she herself was the one trying to protect everyone. Reiko didn't even know the girl's name. Between yesterday and earlier today, Reiko had seen some shit. But this? But this? If the expression on Reiko's face was any indicator, she wasn't about to let this slide. Reiko's expression looked as though she could literally begin spewing flames any moment. The rapid twitching of her arms didn't make her look any calmer.

"No.....no, no, no, no!"

"Y-Y...You..." She could feel her heart pounding. Slamming, more like. It felt as though it could burst out of her chest and self-destruct at any moment. Staring Yoshida down, Reiko couldn't even get her words straight. She couldn't even straighten out her thoughts. She was having a difficult time pinpointing just how she felt right now. Was she angry? Sad? Grieving? All three? Whatever she was, Reiko and anybody who could have seen her would know right away that whatever feelings were coursing through her, they weren't good ones. Bursting forth with the words as though they were flames, Reiko finally shouted "You killed her!" Now she was talking. Now she was at least able to recognize part of what she was feeling. That all-too-familiar rush of adrenaline. It only intensified her rage. Setting her shinai down - or rather, violently throwing it past Yoshida - Reiko began approaching the girl and the corpse, making extra certain to crack every knuckle she had.

"You'd better thank your lucky stars that shinai ain't actually a katana," Reiko started. Each word packed intensity, each syllable almost tangibly venomous. "If it were, I'd have loved to end your miserable existence. That'd be a fair punishment, right? For a murderer like you?" At this point, Reiko was standing directly over Yoshida. "Get up. On your feet, worm. You just ripped open the throat of a living, breathing human being, and drank their blood like some kind of monster."

"I...I-I didn't mean to...I only wanted enough for...no...I didn't w-want to..."

"No excuses!" Gripping the sides of the doorway to cut off Yoshida's exit tight enough for her knuckles to go white, Reiko continued "You're not going anywhere until you tell me everything I could ever want to know about this hellhole. And I. Mean. Everything." Not moving an inch, Reiko finished "Well? Out with it. Or you could always just kill me, too. Since for someone concerned with protecting us, you take so much care to not rip our throats open when we're trying to rescue you."

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last I checked, the only one there to freak out atm is Reiko.
On another note, the upcoming post has been brought to you in part by Hiroyuki Sawano. Providing OSTs for Kill La Kill and that other one since I-don't-know-when

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

You're wrong about that :)
It's just that women have invariably played a much larger part in my life than men, so it thus becomes easier for me to RP females ^_^;

Katawa Shoujo: School for the Disabled REBOOT

If worse comes to worst, I don't mind bringing in a third year. Her disability would probably be a little more obvious than Ami's missing sense of touch, though.
(and yes, it would be a she. Me RPing a male is just ridiculous. My images sources having almost exclusively female characters doesn't help that much)

The World of Wasted Dreams

I get this hunch that Reiko is most displeased. I ordinarily despise posting with just one post between two of my own, but if Windel will permit it, I'd like to post Reiko's reaction to what just happened as soon as possible.

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"No way I would abandon anyone, we gonna survive this, i'd rather have a bad living Senpai than a good dead one! Despite, being alone decreases the survival-chance from zero to impossible!"

"Then you'd better not die," Reiko replied, picking up her pace to put herself in front of the muffler girl again. Reiko wasn't about to let herself be held responsible for a human being's death. Sure, she'd had her fair share of beating the hell out of people, but never did she actually kill someone. Somebody taking a beating and somebody dying were two entirely different things. If Reiko didn't know that already, yesterday would have taught her quite well. Then the girl pointed out a door that was drawing near. No doubt Yoshida and her assailant were behind it. She didn't hear anything on the other side, but that didn't surprise her. The only one who had seemed to hear the kid-monster before was Yoshida. Still, this was it. Behind here.

"Don't die," Reiko repeated. Setting her hand on the doorknob and hesitating for merely a moment, Reiko turned it and pushed the door open. At least now she knew why she couldn't hear the kid-monster now, even if she couldn't before. Seemed that Yoshida was able to take it down on her own, but she didn't look to be in good shape. Keeping her shinai in her hands just to be sure, Reiko looked right at Yoshida. "You alright?"