Yahtzee

Oz's Fandom Cravings! (Possibly 18+)

KEKKAI SENSEN!!!!!!
I so badly want to do something set in that universe! Preferably with OCs but maybe doubling with canon characters? I would be so pumped for that because I have never been able to get a good RP going there.
Anyway let me know if you are cool to do something along those lines still because I am game as hell.

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Zetsun no tempests... fricken awesome too but that's like second choice.

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Dear, like, everyone on this thread



Sincerely, me

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Where I live has only just started on the whole Black Friday thing. Like a couple of shops made feeble little attempts at it before but otherwise nah. Now though like everyone is all like "come give us your money... we will give you crock pots and *Puppy squeak*."

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@TheIrishJJ Yes, screw the rules! xD

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Rule sex... classic!

Also what @FallenTrinity said. About the deadpool stuff or whatever. I like the 10/10 thing, it makes me feel all warm and tingly.

Oh yeah and what I actually came here to say is that I want to make out with a teacher.

Wait I wrote that wrong. I want to make a teacher. A teacher character. I promise she (yes she will have two X-chromosomes mother *dolphin noise*) will be a little more easy to follow than whatever the *more dolphin noise* is going on with Aedan.

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Someone approached Aedan as someones do but this someone one was different. Maybe it was the way he had gracefully fallen from his window in a manner that made Aedan feel like a potato in a cape or a humanoid with the bones of really dry and breakable twigs. As the young man walked towards him like a predator walks towards something it doesn't necessarily intend to eat immediately but wants to keep it's options open about, Aedan's heart began to flutter. Is this love? He thought to himself. No dude, your first reaction is fear remember? Then comes terror, then acceptance, nervousness, and finally, something-that-may-resemble-affection-but-could-also-simply-be-the-lack-of-sweaty-palms. That thought made him sigh wearily. Being a wuss was difficult.

"You new here?" The man asked in a way that made some part of Aedan want to reach out and hug the beautiful bastard and another run in fear and another gibber in terror. These parts fought for a moment before he could reply.
"Gubbklilg Heeee." Obviously the terror gibber won that round but Aedan wasn't done just yet. He rallied his thoughts expertly and prepared to speak once more and as he opened his mouth to triumphantly let out the most awe inspiring introduction of all time that would have made many a pair of pants begin to tighten someone interrupted him. As someones do. @Avanhelsing

If Aedan had been someone else, someone very, very different he may have mentioned something or done something but as it was he merely deflated like a cheap balloon from a crappy restaurant and sagged against the nearby wall as the new arrival spoke to the other man making Aeden think that all this mental usage of pronouns was becoming horribly confusing and it was high time to learn some names. Luckily New Arrival (as he was now known) helpfully mentioned Other Dude's name meaning that he could now be referred to as Thomas. Thomas, the name set something stirring in the back of Aedan's mind but he ignored it because it was from a time long since past and continually bringing it up was starting to get old. Queue dry laughter as people get the pun.

"I'm Aedan!" Aedan wondered where that voice came from, why it belonged to someone with the same name, and why it sounded as though it belonged to someone who had either been kicked in the nuts or was an eight year old girl. Or both. It was you, dumbass. It was a probably a bad sign when your own internal rambling began to sound exasperated. "Sorry, yeah that's uh... me?" Why was that a question? He thought. No shut up I got this. Thought he back snappishly. "I'm new but I guess you two aren't. I'm Aedan by the way." He held out a hand with a smile that seemed slightly more sick than friendly but he was going to be damned if he was going to hell or something else surprisingly literal. "I'm like super good at making fire uh burn. Yeah, If you want some fire to burn you just let me know. I'm the best at it." Just shut up and let someone else talk. Please. All of Aedan's parts heartily agreed with that statement and he resolved to shut up for at least a few seconds.

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*Does a salute* Yessir cap'n Emma sir! (/ma'am/terrifying creature of wrath) Will most defintely undertake to attempt to try to do that thing you said.

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It's hastily done, badly thought out, and generally regrettable in retrospect but for anyone who isn't overly familiar to this site, by the welcome to you, my name is Yahtzee and how are doing today? Well my name is just Yahtzee. Not Yahtzee How Are You Doing Today. Where was I? Oh yes that post. Well I posted. Wow that was simpler than I thought it would be. Anyway I should probably have spent a bit more time on that but I had to slip it in at work because I'm not going to get a chance to do anything until like late-afternoon tomorrow. Also, and I am totally making excuses here, I feel pretty ill so don't be too harsh on that poor, pathetic, post although if it really is illegible then I don't know. I'll take it down with tears in my eyes and holy effing bluebottles I need to stop being so bloody off topic whenever I'm at a keyboard. I'm off. I mean it. No more. By the way did you know that a pigs...

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Aedan swayed unsteadily on his feet as smoke wafted up from his clothes. This feels weirdly familiar. He thought to himself. I think it's called a deja something. Himself thought back. Shrugging off the quandary he walked away from the burning bus behind him in what might be considered a badass manner if it wasn't for his reddened eyes and woozy expression. As it was, he merely looked concussed, which may have well been the case given how unbelievable it was that there seemed to be fire mayhem going down and to the best of his currently very temperamental memory he wasn't the cause of such madness and my word what a long and overly worded sentence that was, when all that was really meant to come across was that it was pretty unbelievable that he had nothing to do with the exploded the bus. Other than having been in it. Which was coincidence.

Someone somewhere gave up on trying to explain the semantics of Aedan-based-bus-explosions and instead focused on him arriving at the gates of Gringore academy because actually nobody cares about him heroically pulling unconscious bodies out of a burning vehicle. What people want is to see him run face first into a wall away from a vampire that may or may not want to suck his blood. To be fair the vampire is pretty cool so maybe people wanted to see more of him than of Aedan and holy three foot long socks that aforementioned someone who is somewhere is not even close to getting on with the bloody RP post and is already two paragraphs in.

Someone somewhere is screwing with you. Aedan thought to himself. Wait, don't you mean me? Don't I mean me? Aedan wondered which sign of insanity encapsulated whatever this was. It's the first I think. You're still good bro. Aedan smiled in relief. Thanks man. Everything seemed so lavish in the entrance of the academy and he found himself very quickly becoming slack-jawed from either bewilderment or amazement. Or both. Or some sort of disease. Whatever it was he very quickly found himself lost but given that the day seemed mostly pleasant he was content to sit on the ground with his back against a wall in front of the entrance doors and wait for a student who looked like they knew what was going on to pass by so he could mug them of any information that they might have on where exactly he was supposedly going next. He did get the feeling though that it may well be into that wall and at a speed that would surely hurt a hell of a lot.

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@Arista Hell yeah! YGOTAS for the wiiiiiin.
BUT have you seen 50% off though? That's *dolphin noise* hilarious

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*Yodels into the thread for days!!!!* Bros! Dudes! Guys! The other one that isn't guys! Oh yes now I remember! Creatures of wrath! Oops autocorrect! Gals! EXCLEAMATION MARKS!!!!

I am so in. I am in like the two minute noodles that sustain my life force are in my stomach! I am in like a boldly absurd fasion statement during the summer and if you want me gone it will take crowbars and those really really really big digging machines and you know who is responsible for this? @TheIrishJJ that's who! Shower him with your praise for alerting me to this exquisitely spectacular turn of events and if you don't like me then cover him with your rage and anger and stuff but it's still tough luck!!!!!

Also here is my character and it's the same as Life and Times because I like him and @Emma was the one who found that epic picture and I will never in my life be able to thank him/her/that creature of wrath enough!

Oh look I can do hiders now.

Appreance: Slightly taller than the average height for a male his age but with a very skinny and lanky build giving him a sort of bedraggled look. His hair is black and messy with a medium-short length. His face is clean-shaven and his features are sharp. His eyes are a reddish-brown colour that seems more red than anything else but can't really be called that with a clean conscious. As far as clothing goes he wears blue jeans with a black long-sleeved shirt. There is also a bandage wrapped tightly around his right hand that covers a burn scar.

Full Name: Aedan O' Connor

Nickames/Alias/AKA: N/A

Age: 19

Gender: Male

DOB:29 April 1996

Occupation: Scholar

Race: Human with the pyrokinetic ability to manipulate fire although he can not generate it.

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: reddish-brown

Height and Build: Slightly taller than average (If he really stretches he makes 6'1 I think but I don't use feet and inches so when google stops being a pain I will be more specific) Also a very scrawny/skinny build

Other Appearance: He has an Irish accent and a bandage tightly wound around the his right hand and goes up to his elbow.

History/bio: Aeden grew up in an orphanage after being abandoned by his biological parents Oliver Twist style at the gates during a stormy evening in Ireland. He was always the runt and was constantly bullied for it. Despite, or maybe because of it, he found himself more cheerful than miserable and only something more serious could make him feel more negative emotions but not impossible. As time drew on he became harder and harder to hurt but that only spurred the bullies on harder and they moved from psychological to physical.

After what seemed like forever a family finally took him with them and it was great. They were rich and sent him to the best schools and gave him a fantastic quality of life for three whole years. Aedan was eighteen and on his way back from his first ever job interview but upon arrival his heart plummeted as he saw the burning wreckage of his home and from inside the screams of his adopted parents and sister. Desperate to do something he ran forward and grabbed the doorhandle. As he did so the flames reach a gas main and the ensuing explosion should have killed him.

As it was he was thrown high into the air but the flames never moved past his extended right arm although they did hungrily lick at it. Aiden couldn't explain partially because he wasn't sure what happened but also because his throat was filled with smoke. As he looked around for answers he saw a figure sauntering off. One he recognized as one of the bullies from the orphanage.

Following the young man without hesitation he followed him into a secluded alleyway where the Aedan realized he had been lured into an ambush. The man dropped a lighter into a puddle of something flammable. It followed a trail to where Aedan was standing but as it was about to reach him he extended his burnt hand once more and the flames stopped, lifted into the air and shot backwards. They engulfed his would be attacker and as he screamed for mercy Aeden simply said "Burn." In a hoarse voice

A year later Aeden found himself ready to enter the gates of an academy that would be able to show him how to use his powers with a broad grin and in his pocket was the silver zippo light that had claimed three lives so far.

Family/Relationships: Nothing worth mentioning. He stays in touch with a few friends but only in a distracted sort of way.

Other/Extra: Ever since finding out about dragons he has an intense fascination with them and is desperate to meet and befriend them.