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In a world of myths and mysteries, the pinnacle of the magical academies exists. Eldritch Academy offers education to all ages and species but specializes in the study and training of one's innate mystical capabilities, often called Eldritch Energies, Powers, or Unknowns, but more formally known as their Talent. However, tensions run high with the nations only holding a fragile peace as the Talents that rival the epitomes of technology change the balance of power.
With the more recent uprising of evil Shades and introduction of combat-oriented programs into Talent-focused schools, nations grow more aggressive towards one another. The demand for resources grows, and skirmishes at the border of Arka and Mistere become more frequent. Monsters run into the nations from the Wildes, terrorizing villages and cities. The need for trained or in-training Hunters and Guardians has never been more urgent.
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FEBRUARY 20, 2019
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Naomi Stirling
OOC Account
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Nov 22, 2018 22:39:56 GMT -6
Post by Naomi Stirling on Nov 22, 2018 22:39:56 GMT -6
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They see me rollin'[break] They hatin'[break] Patrolin' n' try'na catch me ridin' dirty[break][break]
CATCH ME RIDIN' DIRTY, TRY'NA CATCH ME RIDIN' DIRTY. [break][break]
"Weeeee!" The high pitched shrill of laughter filled the air as a flurry of pink rushes through the training grounds, the breeze slicing right through the fibres to have the locks of hair blow in the wind. Dirt was kicked up in the path of this pink, shooting star who was wearing a pretty damned sturdy pair of goggles. A single, bright orange/brown fox tail followed suit with each stride she makes, paired with the sounds of rattling and clattering underneath her feet with thanks to the wheels carrying her. "WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WOOOOO! HAH~" A moment of frenzied, hysterical laughter makes itself apparent as the young woman races down the track, knees bent in all that proper form and jazz! [break][break]
The other passing students, however, couldn't help but to stare at the young woman who was probably having a bit too much fun with her time on the tracks. Though it was gradually turning sundown with the splendid, amber orange sky vividly making its appearance, she thought that it was a good idea to go out and start rollarblading, yeah? After all, it means that there aren't too many people hanging around. Like, not too many people, not too little people! Or.. Maybe there were quite a bit of people? Bleeeeh. Who bothered to count? Everything was fine and dandy so long as she didn't hit anyone, right? Riiiight? Of course it was. Naomi, you're a genius. [break][break]
Of course she was a genius. She was Naomi. Duh?[break][break]
HAH. Seriously speaking, though, she probably shouldn't have been going at the speed that she was. The wheels were beginnings to rattle and shake, her feet and ankles were beginning to shake and - the worst of all - is that she chose "lets not wear a helmet today" and be a bad, bad influence by not taking safety precautions. Though an old friend of hers always told her otherwise (hint hint, he was a stick in the mud AND a GIANT buzzkill. Boo), she went "no let me be a bad child" and potentially hurt herself. But you can't blame her, right? Of course you can't. They made her poor ears feel suffocated. Like, could you IMAGINE your ears being CRUSHED? What if they couldn't breathe? They'll suffocate! Totally suffocate. Exactly. It'd be murder. [break][break]
CAPITAL PUNISHMENT--[break][break]
Wait. Hold on.[break] Do her eyes deceive her? [break] It looks like someone walking onto the track--[break] Oh hey, it really is someone walking onto the--[break][break]
OH GOD.[break][break]
"ABORT. ABORT." She begins to scream, wheels turning at a speed that.. Would probably be a death wish if she were to stop now.
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Sharaku
Administrator
Lord of Logic
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Nov 22, 2018 22:59:56 GMT -6
Post by Sharaku on Nov 22, 2018 22:59:56 GMT -6
The Vamp Wolf | Did he already mention that living on school campus was hell? Frankly, he probably have a billion of time, just in the span of the first few days, whether anyone would believe it or not. It was so loud everywhere, and just downright a pain for anyone who liked peace and quiet of mind more than feeling like they were constantly in the middle of some obnoxious party. All in all, Sharaku wished he had the ability to just tune everything out, and not have to be bothered, however life was far from being merciful to him. He had ended up being dragged along with some people from his latest class, which he accepted just so he wouldn't seem like a jerk, and ended up being subjected to a lot of random...yelling? Who the hell was making all this noise? Or so he would have asked if it wasn't so obvious on second thought, and after glancing around with more focus. And barely a minute later, he'd stack even more regrets onto his pile of the day, as a casual comment about the rather annoying scene caused his companions to dare him to do something about it then. Of course. There's never any rest for the weary, apparently. He had absolutely no idea what he did to deserve such punishment, but he wasn't the one to back down from a challenge, even though he had no clue what they expected him to do in the first place. He was in no mood to go chasing some crazy chick on rollerblades, because that sounded like simply way too much effort. Better option? Stand in her way to make her stop. Yeah, that would probably hurt depending on how it went, but it wasn't like he could really be killed anyway, and she seemed to be a good chunk shorter than him, so maybe he wouldn't even get knocked over. Meh. Well, maybe he was kind of insane too. Albeit, he'd rather call it being efficient and not wasting his time... "How about no."
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Nov 22, 2018 23:58:56 GMT -6
Post by Kurenai Shimazu on Nov 22, 2018 23:58:56 GMT -6
[attr="class","foreign"] [attr="class","dust"] [attr="class","gold"]@tagged [attr="class","gold"]words [attr="class","gold"]notes ulla [attr="class","sun"]A Foreign Sun * I never thought I'd see And the day started out with a bright start as well. The clouds blocked the upcoming rays from the sun they were shielding from view as the soft fluff of unreachable candy white clouds hovered above, being her personal shield against the bright autumn rays. Normally the young albino wouldn’t have bothered with it. The sun never ceases, her old eternal enemy who every day waited at her doorstep with nary any form of hesitation. Each day a plot to drive her from her comfy little bed. But today started out different, she actually managed to sleep in for just a few precious minutes before being roused up from her sleep. Almost…
As if the sun was trying to make amends. A truce of some sort the girl knew the damn well to be wary of any attempts made by her dreaded anymore. Just as she was wary of any member of the feline kind.
The girl suddenly shivered, a bolt passing through her nerves waking the sleeping nerves at the base of her spine with something far worse than an ice cold bath would have done. Such silly thought, the shaky child momentarily took a brief break from her stint with the book in her hands to shift her mind away from the forbidden topic of felines. She didn’t need a reason to curl up somewhere in a fetal position while mumbling crazy mumblings about cats and how theyre evil.
Yep, Kurenai DEFINITELY didn’t need that?
When did she ever? Right?? Certainly right.
The mere mention of felines was enough to put a dent on the good mood she had. But not enough that fully affected the serenity her mask provided towards the calm countenance her expression held. Her feet merely did the leading as she followed it straight…across the lone pathway she found herself in and was now eyeing the large sakura tree right across the path. That looked like a nice area to read. The girl took one step, then another until she was about in the middle point when…
The loud panicked yells caught her ears faster than then way her head snapped up infront like some deer caught staring at a set of headlights. Her eyes grew just as wide when she saw…. A ball of pink fluff racing at her at break neck speeds.
MOVE!! Her mind and sense of preservation screeched at her at the same time. At this rate, collision would be inevitable that was… until some guy decided ahead decided to step along the path of the speeding female. SAFE!!! Well… certainly now all she needed was to snap her body out of the fear that manage to freeze her feet into place.
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Kaname
Student Hunter
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Spectral Sword
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Nov 23, 2018 15:43:15 GMT -6
Post by Kaname on Nov 23, 2018 15:43:15 GMT -6
Walking along the outdoor track, Kaname was glad to be out of the dorm. Her research into the sword was going slowly. So was her research into the range of Talents hybrids like her could possess. The book she had read was dense and obviously aimed towards academics. Its language was unclear and used a lot of professional jargon that she did not know the meaning of.
Kaname might have to make use of a thesaurus just to read Spectral Phenomena Over The Centuries. From the other two books she had read, she learned that her species did not have a particular homeland but could come from anywhere. She also learned that the average Ghost/Human Hybrid had a life expectancy at least five hundred years before dying for real. She read about one case of a hybrid in Hisakawa who lived for a thousand years before his death. Those were interesting facts, facts that gave her some measure of comfort as well as providing further avenues of research.
Suddenly a girl on roller blades popped up. She was too close to dodge. Kaname was not going to risk dying again so soon, so she used her Intangibility to allow the girl to pass through without harming either of them. Kaname tried not to use her powers in front of others unless it was necessary. This case could easily be justified as a necessity.
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Naomi Stirling
OOC Account
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Nov 23, 2018 16:03:58 GMT -6
Post by Naomi Stirling on Nov 23, 2018 16:03:58 GMT -6
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Okay so-- [break][break]
There was this one girl who ended up onto the tracks but.. Oh god, at this rate she probably wasn't going to be able to dodge or turn in time! But woop, the gods have answered her prayers! Before she could process what had happened, she ended up slipping right on through the one who was in her path. This made the girl sigh out with a sense of relief-- ... Up until another guy stepped onto the track, this time, literally staring her down like he were trying to provoke a bull. You know, like how they do those rodeo things. Was it a rodeo? She just remember the ARIIBA. ARIIIIBA thing. [break][break]
... Hold up, there. [break] He wasn't moving. [break] Like, he wasn't moving at all-- [break][break]
WAS THIS DUDE CRAZY?[break][break]
Yup. He was crazy. They're both gonna die here. Death by pink fluff on the rollar blades. It was nice knowing you, world. Now if only she had like, some will or final vows to make before she departed off to the afterlife. It probably would have been a better idea to wear the helmet, after all, in order to avoid icky situations like these. Regardless, this probably won't break the young woman's trend of breaking the law and not wearing her proper safety equipment. She'll argue again, and again, and again, numerous times. It'll suffocate her ears! If it doesn't suffocate them, then it'll crush them under the pressure! You ever have a broken ear before? Yeah, well if they're as big as hers? It's probably gonna hurt.A lot. Like, a hell lot! Sure maybe most of the ear is cartilage but-- Still! It was gonna hurt, and was she down for that? No, she totally wasn't! It was like, the opposite. She was the opposite of down for that. Not up for that, but she wasn't okay with that. No siree. [break][break]
In the midst of her screaming and yelling, Naomi knows that the guy isn't gonna be moving away anytime soon. Hell, he was the one who went up there and stood there. Like, he was just standing there like he was gonna take her head on. From the distance she was at, she could easily tell that he was way taller than her - hell, he was probably taller than Tao! - and that her landing into him probably wouldn't hurt him too much. It'd probably be something more like a punch in the stomach, gut or whatever.. But still. Whereas on one hand the young woman was panicking and frantically trying to find a way to stop, she'd already accepted the fact that she's gonna be running the guy over. If not using him to cushion her impact. [break][break]
I think we can all agree it was the latter.[break][break]
At that speed she went, her dash was suddenly stopped upon contact with the broader and larger body in her way. The rush of pink suddenly stopped as she crashed into the man and - if he hadn't been prepared to grab and stop her - probably could have tackled him down with that amount of force. "Ooof!" She grunts, ears pinned down with a large, bushy orange tail swaying behind her in response to the sudden shock. "Ugh... Thaat was.. Probably a bad idea.." She bares her fangs in the midst of her pained groaning, one arm brought up to gently rub her ears and the top of her head after the aforementioned collision. [break][break]
... Oh right, she nearly ran over a man. [break][break]
"... OH GOD." She suddenly raises her voice when her mind could finally catch itself up to speed. "Oh god! I'm really, reeeeally sorry! I was going so fast and I couldn't stop, then you kind of just went out onto the track - not that me crashing into you was your fault but like--" [break][break]
... There goes the rambling. [break][break]
Meanwhile, she hadn't seemed to notice the other female who was saved by that other guy blocking her path. Yet. Naomi's golden eyes glance upwards and to the side to spot the speck of albino, took a moment, and finally let it all sink in before going "Oh god, I probably gave you a fright too, right? I'm sorry about that!"
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Wani
OOC Account
GRADE •
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The Great Onmyōji
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Nov 23, 2018 16:43:33 GMT -6
Post by Wani on Nov 23, 2018 16:43:33 GMT -6
For real, this campus was full of surprises. Unlike many, Wani enjoyed the atmosphere around here contra the kind of atmosphere that he had back in Hisakawa - his farm was sadly missed by him, but he had finally moved on in life. Now, he was simply crossing the tracks at the training grounds on foot, feeling a slight improvement since his encounter with Lavender. Whistling all kinds of iconic melodies for himself, he didn’t feel like slowing down anytime now…
Although, as quiet as he was compared to a certain lady who swooshed pass the tracks in no time thanks to her rollerblades… well, yeah, that. Wasn’t she quite the enthusiastic one. It almost felt as if something was bound to happen-
… Okay, Wani began to think that he had issues when he saw how close to an accident that was. His hindsight game was kicking in again, and he had to keep that under control. Although, not many things bothered him too much - he saw it fall out with a straight face.
… Rollerblades, huh…
They were probably wrapping up the collision, so he felt inspired to do a little trick; underneath his sneakers, a pair of iron wheels grew out and began spinning in response to the friction of the surface beneath him, allowing him to skate around just like the fox lady from before…
He even began doing small spins and saltos meanwhile, not finding much difficulty in rollerskating. This was probably something that Lavender couldn’t…
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Sharaku
Administrator
Lord of Logic
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Nov 23, 2018 18:17:09 GMT -6
Post by Sharaku on Nov 23, 2018 18:17:09 GMT -6
The Vamp Wolf | Yes, it would have been a lot less bothersome for everyone if the girl managed to stop herself on her own, but to be honest, Sharaku didn't expect her to. Not with the way she seemed to be panicking about her situation so much. Could crashing into someone on rollerblades even be that bad? It wasn't a car or anything like that, so unless the people involved were in a weird position towards each other, it'd most likely just be some bruises or such. He wasn't going to have any of that though, so he'd just give her a passive, unimpressed look as he stood there, bracing himself so he wouldn't risk falling over, although he would still end up having to take a step backwards to balance himself slightly. Tall he was, but he was not overly buff to go along with it. He'd grumble under his breath faintly, as the impact did hurt a bit, although the rambling that followed afterwards was actually more painful for him. Well, for his mental health at least. He'd pat a hand on her shoulder with a huff. "As much as I would love to say that you owe me for this, it'd be too much of a hassle, and I did do this on purpose anyway. So hush. Your apologizing will kill me faster than the crash.", he'd state, in a somewhat deadpan tone, before turning his head for a moment to glance behind himself at the mention of someone else being there. Really. He walked out here on his own decision, but what was it with people not watching where they were going? This chick here had been so loud it was nigh impossible to not be aware at least slightly ahead of time in his opinion. Unless you were deaf, or just completely off in your own dreamworld. It made him want to shake his head at the whole situation, but he would refrain for the time being.
...although it was becoming increasingly hard not to, when he spotted a guy out of the corner of his eye, now making some rollerblade tricks too. "This is becoming a circus faster than I expected....", he'd mumble gruffly, not particularly excited about this development. Where was a reset button when you needed it? Well, wanted was a better word in his case, as he could deal with this...if only he actually wanted to. He totally had better things to do in his life, right? |
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Nov 23, 2018 22:26:42 GMT -6
Post by Kurenai Shimazu on Nov 23, 2018 22:26:42 GMT -6
[attr="class","foreign"] [attr="class","dust"] [attr="class","gold"]words [attr="class","gold"]notes ulla [attr="class","sun"]A Foreign Sun * I never thought I'd see Did the gracious god of sanity have a domain here? No Kurenai doubted sanity was a thing with people in this school. Not once in her life did she experience dealing with chaos on this level. Nao’s level of insanity sure, she can handle. She’s ALWAYS handled with like a champ going for the boxing championship. A soldier heading straight for the battlefield of no retur--- well you get the idea she’s been handling it for years. But running people over? Her legs shook from cocktail of shock and nerves trying to battle it out on her system. The book she held? It was now on the ground right after it slipped from her slackened fingers as her jelly-ish legs finally buckled as she slid on the ground to sit.
The girl’s eyebrow twitched. SEE THAT NAOMI?! Decorum straight out went through a proverbial window in order to escape the upcoming fire storm brewing. What’s worse? Is that her drop of decorum had to happen… around so many people. SO. MANY. PEOPLE. She counted four just standing and staring at the poor spazzing fox as she tried to ramble out apology after apology… wait… Now that her brain got kicked into gear….
The wheels turning slowly at first until a miniature version of herself dumped an entire bucket of oil on it as it revved into gear. What….was Naomi doing here in the first place!? Her reactions came as no surprise, she gaped. The girl’s heart rammed through the sturdy rib cage in her chest as she attempted to calm her own fried nerves from nearly being turned into a pancake by someone she recognized.
Recognize wasn’t a term for it. She KNEW the silly fox from her days at her former academy back in Hisakawa but to see that she also transferred here… the shock hadn’t quite settled in yet. Wait for it until it does and she shudders when she also realizes who else went with the package known as Naomi.
But now, she has pressing matters to deal with. Like how she was acting so uncouth. So… unladylike with all the gaping as she shakily moved her small form to push her body back up. Legs please support her, as jelly as they felt right now. She’ll just…casually yell at Naomi later…or better yet, borrow Tao’s precious sketchpad now that the tall gentlemen managed to stop an impending disaster of Naomi accidentally killing people by turning them into pancakes. But what was this? A second skater joining the fray? See that? That’s another twitch from her eye. So much…for keeping proper face in public. She’ll just blame Naomi for this breech of etiquette later on.
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Kaname
Student Hunter
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Spectral Sword
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Ghost/Human Hybrid
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ShadowZero
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Nov 24, 2018 0:12:57 GMT -6
Post by Kaname on Nov 24, 2018 0:12:57 GMT -6
Kaname saw how apologetic the female roller skater who almost ran into her was and could not hold the incident against her. Anyone could have an accident at any time. Sharaku also made an unintentional save by absorbing the impact of the runaway skater with his own body. It was an accidental thing, but one that Kaname appreciated.
"Don't worry about almost hitting me or scaring me, Miss. It was an accident. I've been through worse." Kaname assured the girl. The hybrid then turned her attention to Golden Eyes. He was the unintentional hero of the day. Kaname wanted to make sure her fellow Sage was all right. "Hey Sharaku, you took quite a hit. Are you sure you're OK?" Kaname asked him. Just because they had a clash of personalities a few days ago did not mean that Kaname could not be civil towards him.
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Naomi Stirling
OOC Account
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Dec 6, 2018 1:27:10 GMT -6
Post by Naomi Stirling on Dec 6, 2018 1:27:10 GMT -6
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Oof.[break] Oof.[break][break]
Lotsa people. Lotsa peeps. Like, you throw a stone and it'll hit someone, then you can scream like "I SWEAR I DIDN'T SEE 'EM, IT'S A SEA OF PEOPLE". It was like.. A little crowd of people? Okay, to be fair, it was like, four people-- But.. Uh.. What was that saying again? Four made a crowd? That was it, right? Yeah, that was probably it. Regardless of the affairs transpiring around her, the fox's ears began to twitch, all while she's attempting to organize events, words and happenings all at once with an unfaltering smile. Bright, golden and expectant eyes never seemed to lower their gaze from the man who stopped her dead in her tracks. Like.. Literally. The man grabbed her and stopped her from hitting anyone. Like kadoosh. BOOSH. [break][break]
... Wait, her apology will kill him? Hold up, she's hearing this right, right? Like, no one was screwing around with her? Last time she checked, a crash going at like, neck breaking speeds would probably kill anyone before her words killed them. Unless you like, took her words from her mouth, turned them into physical letters and went DOOSH DOOSH DOOSH, she highly doubted they could kill him. Hence, her ears began to twitch and pin in different directions, both out of curiosity and genuine confusion alike. It's not long until her lips curl into a fanged smile, her tails beginning to swish behind her in slow rising excitement. "... Heh. Silly, silly! Last time I checked, you couldn't kill or hurt someone with words like, physically!"[break][break]
No, Naomi. That's probably not how it worked. [break][break]
Oh hon hon, that's totally how it worked. Had to be, right? Obviously. Naomi's ears begin to twitch once again, only for her bright eyes to turn their gaze back to the familiar albino behi--... Wait. Hold up. Closer look, there, doesn't that look like Kurenai? Like, Kurenai. Nai nai. Nini. Nana. Kuku. Kiki. Those names that she's called her before back in Hisakawa, without a damned care in the world? That was her, right? Naomi couldn't help but to stare for a bit longer, her lips gradually lowered as the recognition was beginning to race through her mi--[break][break]
"OH MY GOD." [break][break]
The fox suddenly screeches at the top of her lungs, seemingly tactless towards the other people around her. "KURENAI, IS THAT YOU? OH MY GOD--" Her words and voice began moving quicker than her thoughts did. In relation, her tails began to sway all the more violently at the familiar face. Like that one song-- How did it go again? All around me are familiar faces? Something like that? WHATEVER. POINT BEING-- She actually knew someone here! Woo! She didn't have to feel like, that one kid at a party who doesn't know anyone anymore! [break][break]
Hell, Naomi was so engrossed with that recognition that the fact that there were many other people around completely slipped her mind. So when she does finally remember that there were people other than them two, she pawses (heh, get it? pawses?) to look back at what those two were looking at. Ghoooost girl was being all spooky and such, but Naomi seemed.. A bit too engrossed with what she saw next. Like, one second she's screaming about how to stop, and the next?[break][break]
"YOU GO MY MAN. SHOW THEM SKATES WHO'S BOSS--" She once again blurts out, with another fanged grin. [break][break]
... [break] Hold on. [break] Did someone say--[break][break]
"... A ciiiircus?~" She gives a brief side glance, up to the man who made that comment. Though she initially had a neutral and curious expression, THAT was about to change. I mean.. ".. That's.. A GREAT IDEA!" [break][break]
THEY COULD TOTALLY START A CIRCUS. [break] A CIRCUS ON CAMPUS. [break] AND IT'LL BE AWESOME?
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Sharaku
Administrator
Lord of Logic
GRADE •
A+ (100)
VITALITY •
2
STRENGTH •
5
SPEED •
3
RESILIENCE •
5
STAMINA •
3
Mirage Manipulation
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Vamp/Were Hybrid
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Tyki
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None of your business~
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Dec 6, 2018 17:21:16 GMT -6
Post by Sharaku on Dec 6, 2018 17:21:16 GMT -6
The Vamp Wolf | “…if it makes my brain short-circuit, then I think words could actually kill me faster.”, he’d comment somewhat flatly. As a matter of fact, he was way less worried about physical damage than he was about the mental side of it. It was a lot harder to take back insanity. Regardless, he’d transfer his attention to the other person speaking to him briefly, one who he actually recognized on second thought. It was the girl he met at the dorms before, right? “…well, I might end up with a mild bruise maybe. Can’t say yet. Either way, I can’t exactly die, so it doesn’t quite bother me.” It would hurt to get messed up, yes, but that was mostly that. Thanks to his vamp side, dying would be a rather tough feat to accomplish, and not one done by what’s considered normal means most of the time.
Sometimes he had to almost question however. For example at the moment when the girl in front of him started getting way too loud with her yelling all of a sudden. Raising his hands up to cover his ears a bit, he’d make a somewhat disgruntled face. “I might get my eardrums busted at this rate though.” Which he was in no way eager for. “Seriously though, can we lower the volume? This is way above my daily noise intake.” Somehow, he wasn’t sure whether he’d have any success in shutting the fox girl up. He definitely wished he could, regardless. “No it’s not.”, he’d deadpan at the response to his circus comment. “If you do that, I’m leaving.” Actually, why was he still here? |
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