Shattered Planes Archives (Seasons 4 & 5)
The Hub => 2A. Novice Classes => Skill Learning and Enhancing Roleplay Center (SLERP) => Characterization => Topic started by: Queen Bright on June 29, 2011, 03:13:12 PM
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Alright Hawkeye, get in the damn class. We're trying a different method this time around. >:(
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Ok. I am here.
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List your characters right here and now!
Give me their name, age, race, gender, and back story only! NOTHING MORE. I don't care what magic they have. How many weapons they possess. And their personality will come later. For now, just give me those things of your current SP characters. Fail to follow this, and you're expelled and on eternal probation.
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I want in too;
Jay, Fucking ancient, Templar, Male, Jay was a traveling magician on Earth before he was picked up by a wandering Templar who saw a spark of temporal talent within him. He chose to give up his human life in return for the eternal life of a Templar. As a Templar Apprentice he was quite close to other apprentices and was very close with his master. He found out about the Templar ascension process which killed any unsuccessful Apprentices. When he became a full Templar he attempted to overthrow the current Elder who was his old master and failed miserably. He was frozen in Time until the death of the last Templar. He was recently unfrozen upon the death of the last Templar and has since been trying to regain the Templar order in his own way with his own new rules.
Skye, again ancient, Embodiment of Space, Female, Skye was a regular mortal with slight spacial power. She doesn't fully remember her life as a mortal before she was chosen to become the Embodiment of Space. Since she became the Embodiment of Space, she began to see Asura as somewhat of an older sister that she felt compelled to cause some form of rivalry between them. When she was not antagonizing Time, Skye has spent a lot of time messing around with Mortals who asked favors of her.
SCOUT, Under a year of age, Robot, Genderless, SCOUT was created to fill the role of it's name; To Scout and to take footage of what it had scouted out. Glitches in it's programming caused it's AI to develop a personality, the engineer hired to iron out the glitches chose to leave them in as he felt that removing the personality would be akin to murder. As SCOUT's personality grew it became more and more curious about the world. Eventually, it was decommissioned and bought by the very engineer who spared it's life; The engineer chose to allow SCOUT to wander the shattered planes in order to properly observe.
That's all three of my characters I think.
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Allen Silver
Age: About 2500, but appears to be in his mid twenties, to be exact 25 years old.
Race: Ancient Narrikian
Gender: Male
Biography:
Unlike his brother Lucas, Allen would not be raised by his parents. They could not afford to raise a second child nor did they care much for the weakling that was Allen as he was nothing like his brother. By age 8, his father had managed to kick him out of the house sending him to get a herb that did not exist. The cruelty led him on a journey of self-discovery and travel. Finding a house to stay in Allen would meet an old man, one of the last of the council.
Pitied by the old man, Allen would be taken under his wing and taught. For weeks Allen performed chores for the man, gathering firewood, chopping it and hunting animals for the meals the man prepared. The council member appreciated the hard working nature of his apprentice and decided he would teach him how to protect himself in case of a situation in which he would need his power. So for a few months Allen was taught the martial arts, and as it turned out was a natural at using his hands to inflict harm.
Succeeding at teaching his prot?g? the young Allen Silver the martial arts the council member that had survived many wars and tribulations and trials decided more would be needed. If Allen was to survive he would have a lot more to learn and so physics was taught to Allen along with applied sciences, mathematics and even the study of how to convert existence into the forms that one wished. But the style Allen would have with those techniques would be different from most.
As he learned more about himself his own style became manifest as he would simply let his opponents tire themselves out with pointless strikes, hold back all his energy until the very split second he needed it and then release it for a devastating counter attack on his opponents. The former council member Ragnis knew that Allen would make a great warrior. So he entrusted him with the strongest weapon in his arsenal the Planet Crusher an attack that if not stopped could destroy an entire planet.
Now in the SP-Verse, Allen has only one task. He is to take out the Black Guard and make the civilization of the Narrikians mirror that of their ancient counterparts. But there is a hitch in his plans. You see he does not know even where to begin. So as it seems he has chosen the easiest route and that is by wiping the BG off the galaxy?s face like a pimple and at the same time trying to find out whoever truly leads the Narrikians.
Victor Y Price
Age: 18 weeks, appears to be 18.
Male.
Race: Genetic Experiment.
Biography:
The BG needed a new weapon. So they would try something they had never done before in their lives at all. Scientists plotted and came up with ideas for weeks before a suitable one was chosen to be used, the creation of a new genetic experiment unlike anything they had ever done in the past was the idea that had been chosen. Working around the clock the scientists managed to create a base line dna template for the genetic experiment they were working on. But a base line DNA template alone would not be enough for something such as what they were creating. No, the base line DNA would not be enough by itself and they would need DNA of different races.
Mercenaries were hired for a mission they did not know of. Various ones including human, and a few others including Veldorian and Osmosian were implanted inside of this genetic experiment during creation along with the DNA of your run of a mill Narrikian and the DNA of the sub races was also added to the body of this creation. The mercenaries were killed shortly after they had been used as DNA banks for the genetic experiment that would become known far and wide as a terror to the galaxy eventually.
One of the things that would be needed with this creation unlike Silen would be inter-personal skills along with a very high IQ level and so the scientists worked, adding chemicals that would give him a high IQ level without any negative results or so they hoped. Boy were they mistaken. It would indeed have a negative effect in the long run making Victor more evil and wicked than most would normally expect someone created as he had been to be.
The scientists still thought that their creation lacked a lot of things and so work continued on what they dubbed Project Victory. The bones were coated with a liquid form of celestial steel that hardened and fused with the bone structure without making him have a hard time moving or doing anything that he could normally do. In short his bones were now made more durable than normal and he is able for some odd reason to use gravity and magnetism along with other abilities that he should not have access to without the means of technology and science or other things, but he does have these abilities as it was what he was created with, along with an enhanced charisma.
Awoke from the chemicals he was immersed in, Victor was instructed and had information downloaded directly into his mind to save time. As for what was downloaded it was hundreds of decades worth of science and magical knowledge along with research into legendary weapons such as the blade Muramasa, which was given to him by the scientists. They wanted their creation to have a true chance at survival out in the shattered planes. Now he works as an evil genius/enforcer for the BG and a public rep for an orphanage. (Ironic much?)
Jonathan Black
Age : 25
Race: Enhanced Narrikian
Male
Back Story:
A single ship holding a youth crash landed on Earth decades before anyone had invented most of the entertainment earth had. It crash landed near a monastery in Japan. There the pod was opened and inside a sleeping 5 year old was found. The youth was taken in by the monks at the monastery who had learned to unlock the energy of their bodies, and the energy of their minds. Little did they know what the youth was not, namely a human. No the youth happened to be far from human. And in fact he was not a youth at all. But rather a warrior blessed by several old council members with the ability to live many life times, now only being the latest. Raised by the monks from 5 years old on he was trained in their ways. This group of monks happened to have fighting prowess beyond normal humans. In a sense they were evolved past the normal limits of the human race. It took a while but he mastered 17 styles of martial arts in just a year. Knowing there was something special about the youth they pushed him. His opponents and fights grew tougher as he grew stronger both mentally and physically.
After a long time the monks had nothing more they could pass onto him. Except of course for the armor that had been assigned to them to protect until someone came who was powerful and honest enough to protect the armor from the wrong hands. The armor as a result would be given to him as he had proven himself in both of those categories. On graduation day he took the moniker Shrike to signify his mastery of the arts and his skill at combat. Eventually he watched television for the first time and took an interest in the shows that involved superheroes made by DC, and the comics made by them. One key thing he learned was to hold every ounce of his power in reserve, and keep his energy signature from being detected by others. Reading a lot of the comics, and noticing the crime rate all over the planet well he decided something had to be done about that. So he went to work and used his skills which he did not know he had to invent a suit for himself. The suit was more like a shinobi outfit with a utility belt and a samurai helmet added to it for good measure. Fighting crime in various cities, killing the king pins and mafia bosses with his bare hands, Jonathan managed to do some good.
Eventually though everyone realizes that some things just are not meant for them in life and for Shrike, the hero business was one of those things. It had been proven that he was too brutal to be a hero and so he hung up the costume of Shrike, donning a more mercenary oriented version of Shrike. Inspiring many mercenaries and vigilantes he decided that remaining on earth would do no good. So he cobbled together a ship from the scraps of his, and Nasa technology as outdated as it was it did the trick. He got into space safely and without much harm to himself. Finding another ship he forced the crew except for the captain and the chef to leave the ship. Of course he let them live, sending them to where he used to be on earth. Now loose in the galaxy he seeks to make a name for himself as the most powerful mercenary out there.
However he met Yuki who offered him a dragon partner for some information or rather, her dragoness did. Said dragon partner was killed however by the actions of K2323 rather permanently. Such an event caused a large change to occur in Jonathan and his personality entirely reformatted itself. Now he is cold and distant instead of being friendly and warm. Also he is more brutal than he was before he had a dragon partner. His new form he inhabits is also well suited to using magic. He has the potential now with the proper training to surpass even the sage three in terms of magic. Currently he seeks ways to improve his magical skill. The transfer put him in the body of a dead Narrikian who had a lot of magical power when he was alive, so obviously he would be powerful. Yet he has not fully gotten used to this new form that he inhabits.
Oblivion
Age: 18, but he is far older than that.
Race: Cyborg-Narrikian
Male
Bio: He was created in a lab by a scientist in a time of war when a weapon would be needed to turn the tide and was a weapon that was created. The body of a dying warrior was fused with cyborg parts and made into the weapon that would be Oblivion. Only the creator noticed some irregularities when his wife got infected with nanites that redirected her magic to Oblivion.
Trying to shut down his creation, but failing the scientist was killed by Oblivion along with the wife and Oblivion began to invent things on his own. Now he is loose in the SP-verse once more but who knows what will happen.
(All I remember of him)
Lucien Dolos
Age: 21 now, or at least appearance wise. Not sure on actual age.
Race: Ancient Narrikian
Male
Bio:
The son of Rezick, he was not pampered in life and was taught to live a basic life style with only what he would need. The utilitarian training would help him when the EG fell under the distinct surveillance of Thel, and then was disbanded. For a time he was viewed as a terrorist until Ezra cleared him of the charges. Now as the emperor to be, he is training in the white room and hoping things will go according to plan.
He has access to the white room and has only began to tap into the secrets there and also make his own artifacts as well which when he is old and gray headed will put in the white room for the future generations of Dolos.
(Hope I got it right)
Aseron Lustre
Age: 36
Race: Zarethian
Male
Bio:
One of the less fortunate canidates, Lustre would not have the money needed to get involved in the senate campaign unless someone helped him. But someone did, that someone being Ezra as Ezra offered Aseron a deal, limit the power of Interpol in your senate and in exchange get all the funds that you need to assist you. The deal was struck, and so it began. (All I remember)
Zane Valatako
Sage
Age 1000, but appears to be in his mid thirties/early twenties.
Male
Bio:
Unlike most sages he would be raised on the planet Elmora instead of the normal worlds and so his magic sort of adapted to that of the elementals there. His father was a great hero to the planet and stopped an evil that had plagued it. Only, he failed in the long run and so it would fall to Zane to take over for him and so Zane did.
(All I remember)
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How am I supposed to know your characters if you don't even know some of your characters? Already you're failing. Oh whatever. If anyone else wants in this class, just join in whenever.
Alright. Last time in Characterization, Hawkeye. We discussed motives and they are what makes a character who they are. What builds their personality, and what causes them to act the way they act and live the way they live. ...Even then you failed. So this time we're going to try an entirely different way to bring our characters to life. Since you obviously can't tell me the lives of your characters. I'm going to have them tell me.
It's sharing time!
The setting is a room. A table with two chairs on one side, and two chairs on the other. Other chairs line the walls, the amount is just enough to accommodate everyone. The room is just about big enough to fit in everyone, but no bigger than that. There is one door. Lets have it resemble a police interrogation room. There is no clock, and unless one of your characters happens to have a watch on, there is no way to tell the time or what day it is.
In the two chairs on the one side of the tablet. I want yourselves. This DOES NOT mean your online persona or your offline person. It means you yourself no matter how many personas you have. Combine them. Just put yourself there.
In the other side of the table,sitting accross from you is a character. This is left up to you to decide who, just one of your characters. It's your scene, it's your choice. Your other characters are sitting in line against the wall with the rest. That should be in your scene and pointed out, but your main focus is the table.
Your character is going to open up. From this we hope to learn, their status quo (aka normal everyday life), their backstory from THEIR side. (Remember as a writer we write their backstory. But as our character we are biased towards things in our backstory. As there are always two sides.) Their goals and aspirations, and anything else you can get them to tell you.
But as all characters aren't talkative chatterboxes, and if their personality is the suspicious type? That's okay too. We won't learn as much then. That's not the point. The point of this exercise is to not have you control your character and put through it your will. But for you to be a spectator and let your characters will come out on its own. Don't write it how you want it written as the person controlling. But how your character would ACTUALLY ACT, SAY, and FEEL.
When the interrogation is over, I want you to have them empty their pockets, bags, backpacks, whatever they carry. And define their life through the objects they had by analyzing why they would be carrying such. As in IRL, we don't carry things pointless to us unless it serves a reason. In character, it should serve reason as well.
You are the interrogator. Your character is the suspect.
Get to writing.
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"So, Mr...Stryder, is it?" An 18 year old young man sits a table in a well-lit room. Across from him is what appears to be a 21 year old young man wearing a hat and a black cloth jacket. Sat in a chair to their right is a woman in a black dress with seemingly a small robot sat in her lap, intently watching the conversation at the table.
"My name's James and well, I created you." The 18 year old introduced himself, putting on a pair of aviator shades yet still smiling warmly "So Jay, you're gonna tell me about yourself and we'll see if there's anything I don't know eh?"
Jay folded his arms, looking at the kid before him "Yeah whatever man." The Templar chuckled, rolling his eyes "What d'you wanna know?"
"Well, tell me about your day to day life I guess mate."
"I wake up, I deal with idiots and then I go to bed" Jay laughed, staring intently into the shades of the man 'interrogating' him. Suddenly the shades were on his face. "Of course there are some days shit gets real and I actually have to work but hey, comes with the job yo."
"You're a bastard. I like that" James grins, putting on a new pair of shades "Tell me some of your history or something recent then."
"Last Templar, fucked with some sages recently, getting sick of this Plex bullshit that's running around." The Templar shrugged.
"That was...Brief." James sighed, marking off a criteria on a list he was holding "Last question; What are your plans?"
"Templars. Lots of them"
"Right... I guess. This sort of works. You're free to go. Next?"
Jay stood, emptying his pockets and equipment upon the desk before him.
On the desk now were a long bronze broadsword, a wristband, a hat, a wallet filled with ancient money and old photographs, a pen and a piece of paper with a doodle on it.
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A room, a room devoid of much but pure white and two tables and chairs was one that was entered by someone new that had not been seen much as of late. For he had been away, training and he sat down with the person that would write his memoirs for him. Future generations would not make the same mistakes that Lucien had, and that was why the memoir writer was here. Sitting down, he began to relate his past to the people around him. On his wrist was a watch and in his pocket was a galaxy phone that he kept with him. Normally he would not open up, but this was for the future. His future and those of whatever kids he decided to have.
"So you want to know about my past? I'll tell you then."
With that Lucien closed his eyes and focused, drawing up memories of his past. Determining which ones would be safe for the memoir writer to publish, and once he finished he opened his eyes again. There were others in the room and he would have to take care to make sure they would not hear what he said and so he held out his hand concentrating. A foggy sphere of energy formed in it, forming over the table he was in as a dome that would be sound proof. Others would not hear what he said unless they managed to undo the dome.
"I'll admit my past wasn't the best of one. For starters when I was young.....I was picked on a lot." Water hit the ground coming from his eyes as he remembered the painful and predatory days of school that he had to deal with. The bullies who were always stronger than him until one day when he got his book and things changed for the better. The water hitting the ground stopped. "And then I got my book. " He said as he took the book out and put it on the table in front of him.
"The day I got my book was a normal one like any other. I went to school and got picked on and came home. But on this particular day I decided to explore the attic, and I found something neat. A chest of items that were my dad's. Exploring the chest, I found the book and when I touched it something happened, and well then I changed a little. I became more courageous and ready to deal with the mess. The next day I went, I did not get beat up but the opposite happened, the bullies got their own medicine."
More information would be needed than what he had just given. "At first I was over-joyed that I had managed to turn the tables. But it angered dear old dad that I had raided his stash of items and so he punished me by sending me to a different school, one geared to training me to fight. On the way there I was disappointed, but would eventually realize it was for the best."
"I see, and does this make you angry?" asked the memoir writer (myself) as he turned his attention to the others in the room for a moment.
If steam could blow out of one?s ears it would, steam literally blew out of the ears of Lucien as a fireball the size of a dodgeball formed in the his hands, which he proceeded to lob at the one interrogating him now, not feeling like answering any more pointless and stupid questions. His voice was tight and tense as he exclaimed in a thunderous voice.
"Enough!"
The Memoir Writer, Hawkeye fled for cover when the fireball materialized and was lobbed at him headed for the exit to the room. The next time he created a character it would not be an insane magic user. Of that much he was certain.
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*sigh*
Hawkeye:...
1. Your character switched from bullying to anger in an instant. Normally unless someone has borderline or BiPolar disorder, moods would not switch this fast. ESPECIALLY that extent of anger. Unless your character has such disorders, remember this. At the moment it seems like you as the writer forced this emotion.
2. Said character came in already expecting interrogation and knowing you wanted to know the past. This is metagaming, the character should not know you were going to do past right away. You as the writer knows this, the characters should not.
3. You forgot items, aspirations, fears, and other such information. And you still don't know his everyday life. However the session was cut short by his attack, but still you should be persistent. This is your character we're talking about. You as the writer want to make friends as best you can. Unless you've tortured them, then they may want to exact revenge upon you (but that's coming later.)
Grade: C-
Jeebus:
1.Good characterization. But remember, this room is not empty and you were put in with Hawk and his characters for a reason. Usually this can effect people, depending on character personality. Whether if effects yours or not, I don't know. But keep this in mind next time. Some characters will tense up or refuse to talk in front of others. And others may look around. Just keep in mind that there are others in the room.
2. You forgot to have the items be talked about and why they're important or carried, or such. Just knowing what they are gives us nothing but speculation. And now your reader would probably be left wondering.
Grade: B
Alright, both of you write the next scene of the interrogation. Whether you keep the same character or move on to the next. Keep in mind for this though, that EVERYTHING AROUND will have some effect on people. It does in real life, and in character it should as well. To the setting of the room, the others around, the feel of the air, or vibes of the area. Or even the chairs and table its self. These are just a few examples to a wide array of things that effect the way characters act, react, or feel....
It's not just, sit, talk, and give a few facial expressions. These are emulated to be real people in a real setting with your real selves at their side!
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Lucien put his items on the table this time after he had calmed down. The senseless violence he had attempted to make disgusted him. His doctors and psychologist had diagnosed him with bi-polar disorder or rather, anger disorder. It meant he would be angry a lot, and that was something he did not like to have to deal with. Still, though this situation called for matters to be dealt with and so they would be dealt with in the best possible manner.
His eyes closed for a moment, Lucien opened them once more but now unlike at other times his anger was gone, now calm had set in, a complete tranquility. It would be time for him to begin once more and continue with the interrogation. Snapping his fingers he dissolved the sound proof barrier and re-absorbed the fragments of the energy it left behind.
The chairs that were around reminded him of the ones that he had back at his new home, or rather the room that served as his home, the white room. Those were good memories to him and as he remembered them he relaxed to a degree. But then he looked at the table and absently began to scratch a symbol into it, that of the IG. Eventually he would reform them, but he did not know it had already happened.
After that he had put some items on the table that had value to him. The first item was a PDA that was black and silver and had the symbol of the EG on the back of it. Inside of the PDA was all the files the white room had, and everything he had learned from the white room. As it seemed, the PDA was his journal of sorts.
Out of his pockets came a small handle as well, a beam weapon that he always carried with him because he never knew when it might come in handy. With as many problems throughout the dimension as there were including groups like the Anrufe and what not, Lucien would have to eventually deal with them and so he hoped he would be prepared. The very thought of killing said groups was enough to bring a smirk to his face.
The memoir writing outfit clad form of Hawkeye re-entered. "So this item holds symbolism to you?" He asked, looking at the PDA.
Lucien had a serene expression on his place. He had calmed down and relaxed. Looking at the PDA he began to say. "My training, and entry to the white room is all recorded onto the PDA, so OF COURSE it would have value!"
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"WHAT THE FUCK" Both Jay and James shouted simultaneously as the fireball flow across the room from the other table "Could you do me a damn favor and not throw fire around the room, please?" James mentioned to the other 'interrogator'.
"Jay, before you go could you shine some light on this weird ass stuff you have?"
"Whatever" Jay muttered, sitting back down. "The Sword is kinda...Special." He glanced sideways at the other people in the room; Not a chance in hell he was letting anyone really know about the sword of ages or the Hook for that matter "Same with the bracelet. These chairs suck by the way."
"Yeah, I know" James sighed, folding his arms himself "How about the other crap?"
"The hat's a fucking trademark." The Templar lifted the hat off the desk and replaced it upon his head "The wallet...It's just uh..." He trailed off, taking the wallet off of the desk and putting it back in his pocket. It was all he had left to remind him of his life as a Human and his general family. Quickly perking up again and picking up the pen Jay grinned. Suddenly, everyone in the room aside from Jay had a moustache drawn on them. The woman in the black dress in the seat to the side muttered something angrily before the ink on her face faded. The robot seemingly did not notice, it didn't exactly have a face anyway.
"Pen and paper is for when I get bored."
With that, the Templar kicked back and put his legs up on the table before him "So why don't you tell me about yourself"
"Hell no man."
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Oooooh...
Kallen Corvis
Age: 303
Race: Zarethian
Female
Bio:
Born to Addler vas Vacon and her as of yet unamed mother she was born on Addler's home planet. She was raised with her mother and brother as they moved around empire, following her father. She didnt often have time with her father, a fact that began to cause resentment towards him during her later adult years. She joined the Zarethian Navy when she was old enough and became known as a very skilled captain of frigate sized vessels. She wanted to fight the Lorcar when the invasion came but followed her orders reluctantly as her father ordered their retreat from the sector. She blamed him. Later this resentment and the added stress of the invasion caused a schism between father and daughter. She went off and formed her own band of pirate raiders and began to plunder the stars. Eventually she became part of the UPA.
Addler vas Vacon
Zarethian
523
Male
Addler was born to farming parents on the outerrim territoy of Letol. He stayed with his parents for a matter of time until pirate raiders attacked and murdered them. He then joined the Zarethian military and became widely known as the best ship commander and tactician in the fleet. When the Lorcar attacked he became the high admiral of the fleet and ordered a tactical retreat. They fled for three hundred years and he organized plenty of instituitions in the fleet. After the Landing he became the Hand of the Council.
Kallen: Why the hell am I here?
Me: You're here to answer some questions.
Kallen: Why?
Me: Because someone is interested. You're not getting out of here until you do so I suggest you answer them.
Kallen crosses her arms and leans back in the chair. Her eye brows are raised.
Kallen: Fine. What do you want?
Me: Whats your history?
Kallen sighs and leans back further.
Kallen: I was born on a planet a long time ago. I joined the military. It wasnt for me. The rules, regulations, you know. That shit. I took my crew and several other ships and turned to piracy. Been at it ever since.
Kallen shrugs.
Me: What about the UPA?
Kallen: What about them?
Me: What are your ties?
Kallen: Its a loose group of pirate buddies. Other than that I've got nothing to tell you.
Her stance is hostile.
Me: Alright then.. What about goals? Apirations?
Kallen: I want money. I want my crew alive.
Me: Fun activities?
Kallen: I like to fight. To test myself.
Me: Anything else?
Kallen: Nope.
Me: What do you do for everyday life?
Kallen: Train to fight harder, be better. Tactics.
She was lieing at least a little.
Me: What do you fear?
Kallen: Not getting out of this fucking place.
Me: Can you empty your pockets and everything?
Kallen looks at me with disdain, slightly angry. She gets up. She is wearing a black long sleeved jacket over a blue utility shirt. Her pants were dark grey. She emptied her pockets onto the table. The contents were a small notebook and a pen attached to it. It had dates and notes scibbled on it. She emptied a dagger onto the table along with a small pistol. She also emptied a flask, half full, some playing cards and a galaxyphone.
Kallen: happy now?
Me: Whats the pen for?
Kallen: So I dont forget.
Me: Alright. Please sit down.
She looked at me with some resentment as she put her items in their places. She walked back and didnt even look at Addler.
Kallen: "Should have killed you with these..." She muttered.
"Addler can you come up here please?" I ask.
A late middle aged man, looking like he was fifty got up out of his chair and came to sit down in the one in front of me.
"Hello Addler."
"Hello Mr...?" He asked.
"Wangler." I replied.
He nodded. "Nice to meet you." He replied.
"Alright Addler. Can you give me your personal story?" I ask.
He shrugged. "Sure. I'll give you the condensed version. I was born on a Zarethian world some five hundred forty years ago. My parents were poor famers. It wasnt a prosperous life but it was alright. Then pirates attacked, killed my parents and I joined the military. I was pretty good and soon enough I was promoted. I became the high commander during the invasion of a horrible alien species... Lots of people died then." He paused a moment, zoning out. "But, after three hundred years of running we found a home. I found a home."
I nod. "Anything you like to do?"
"Read. Train in the tac sim rooms." He said simply.
"What is your career?" I ask.
"I am the highest military leader in the Zarethian Empire. I also have to do some... politicing." He said. He put a negative emphasis on the politics.
"Any ambitions?"
"To keep my people safe. Thats it." He said shrugging. He was in a relaxed stance, unphased by the interrogation. "I've already got the highest postition available to me."
"What do you do everyday?"
"I train, read, work strategies. Sometimes I have enough free time to surf the outernet for a while... Mostly I work."
"Please empty your pockets." I told him.
He complied nonchalantly. He had a holopad in his pocket, a galaxyphone, a small ring and a crystal.
"Whats with the ring and the crystal?"
"My wedding ring and a crystal from my homeworld."
"Alright, thank you. Please sit down."
"Okay." He said, putting his objects into his pockets and walking to sit on the far side of Kallen.
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Hawkeye:
I didn't say to make him bipolar. I was just saying people don't generally switch moods that fast unless they are. This does not mean take every reprimand someone gives you and add it to your character as this just puts too much stuff into them. Take their reprimands as advice and learn from it for later or take it into consideration for improving. Don't just add it on!
You're also not sticking to yourself. I highly doubt you act that on a day to day basis especially when your character is throwing fire at you. Yes this is about your character in characterization. But at the same time if you can't play your own personality you sure as hell can't create the personalities of others. Get yourself in character to improve your characters character.
Grade: C
Jeebus:
I see nothing wrong now.
Grade: A
Zak: ...
Past Tense 3rd person, please.
Also.. NO SCRIPT FORMAT FOR ANY REASON.
Characterization seemed good except you didn't take note of others in the room or any of the setting. It was just question, answer, expression. We need more than that.
Grade: C
Now! Ask your characters what they think of you as their creator. Whether this is hate, love, worship, it's not up to YOU to decide. It's up to THEM to decide. In this you are not your character, they are themselves. You're just putting life into them.
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"So Jay" James looked over at the Templar, wiping off the mustache from his face "Tell me, man to man, badass to badass; What do you think of me?"
Jay grinned "I thought you'd never ask. You're a sick motherfucker for coming up with MY fucked up life but hey, my life right now is pretty good so I guess it's just karma or whatever yo." He smiled, holding his sword somewhat...Menacingly "If i'm honest I oughta kick your ass for not giving me a happier life but really I pity your ass for having nothing better to do than to come up with mine" He laughed "Nah, we're cool yo."
"Fuck you man."
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Well, by the time I posted you guys posted five times. I didnt really have much to go on. Plus you said for us to be the interagators so meh.
"Kallen, can you come back up here please?" Zak asked, still sitting at the table. Kallen got up, glanced worriedly at the two crazy people throwing flames all over the place and sat down at the table across from Zak.
"What?" She asked tersely.
"What do you think of me, your creator?" Zak asked mildly.
Kallen looked at him and laughed. "You? My creator?" She chortled but then quietened when she saw that Zak was quite serious. "Well, I could say I fucking hate you for a handfull of reasons including the Invasion, my parents and that kind of stuff.... And you put me here. Did you make everything about me?" She asked, curiousity getting the better of her.
"Yes. From your appearance to your history, to your personality, weapons and crew." Zak answered, leaning back in his chair.
"Well..." Kallen began, scratching her chin. "I guess you didnt do anything extremely drastic... I know you could have made me a lot worse.. A lot more flawed..." She pondered this for a moment before speaking up. "I suppose that... though you did some shitty stuff to me... You're not too bad..."
Zak nodded, pleased. "Alright. Thank you, can you go back and sit down again?"
Kallen glared at him. "Again? Now this is just cruel." She said sarcastically as she sauntered off towards her seat, scooting it far away from the other, really odd people. Before she sat down she looked at him. "Do anything else and I might have to come back and I might have to come back here in a very bad mood." She warned.
Zak motioned for Addler to come up again. Addler sighed exashperatedly and got up. He walked over and sat down in the chair. "Yes?" He asked.
"What would be your opinion of me if I was your creator?" Zak asked him.
Addler folded his arms and leaned back. "You're not God." He said after a moment.
"No, I'm not. But say this was some sort of fictional universe and I was the writer." Zak explained.
Addler leaned his head back. "Well, I'd say you're a fucking bastard for one." Addler started, glaring at Zak in the eyes. "My wife died. My daughter," He lowered his voice with a sad glance at Kallen who was tapping her foot in the far chair. "Hates my guts and billions of people died because of you. And we have all this damn trouble to deal with...." He said angrily. It was almost a snarl towards the end. "But... We still have plenty of people left. We have ships and planets... and overall people are happy. I guess... maybe you arent too bad. You're still a bastard though." He said matter of factly.
"Alright. Thank you Addler. Please go back and sit down in your chair." Zak said.
Addler got up slowly and strolled over to his chair in the middle, hoping to avoid the fire throwing guys and Lucien.
Zak nodded and let him continue.
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Finally after a period of arguing with himself, Hawkeye decided that he would continue the interrogation but first went and got one of those fire proof outfits that fire fighters often wore and put it on over his clothing. Walking back into the room with Lucien he asked. "What are your thoughts on me if I were to say I was your inventor?"
Wait, someone had invented him. The entire universe was a work of fiction. This was something that it would be hard for Lucien to grasp. Frowning, he thought of his past and the memories of the death of Rezick and all the other things that had gone on. If what this man was saying was true, then he deserved to pay dearly, very dearly for the madness he had caused. So it would be wise if Lucien were to hurt him and hurt him a lot. However, since his creator or inventor was also responsible for a lot of good things that had happened in his life, he would not hurt him yet.
"Well I can?t say that I particularly like you for what you have put me through, what with the death of my parents, and getting me as a wanted fugitive for Interpol. Still though if it weren?t for you I never would have found the white room or existed. So I guess I am not sure how I actually feel about you at the moment."
"Go back to your seat." Slowly, Lucien obediently walked back over to his seat not wanting to find out what his inventor might do to him if he did not comply with this demand, and sat down.
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..No fire suits. This is a LOCKED room. No closets. No pocket dimensions, no getting out. Which just shows, Hawkeye, you have a problem with reading what people put. As is obvious in RP posts where you miss large chunks of the obvious. When reading posts or instructions, read over it at least 3 times. Once to skim to get the gist of things. Second thoroughly to really see what was written and ABSORB it. And third to make sure there was nothing you missed.
Like if you cared to notice I said one table. Not two. Moving on...
Jeebus and Zak: A. Hawk: B, I'm still not entirely convinced you act like that.
Now! It's 20 question time!
Each of you pick one character of what was interrogated. It doesn't have to be your own. However if it's already been picked, pick another.
Once characters have been chosen. Write up 20 questions you have for each of the characters chosen. (There should be three) Which means you should have 60 questions. If you can do this in IM or IRC, that'd be great. If not, make a new topic for it with the person. Just title it "Q/A with: Character Name"
These should not just be random questions. The point is to pick out flaws you see in the characters and further question to find out more and get the character to have to flesh themselves out more. Therefore your questions should be of the intent to bring out more of the character. So.. NO collaborating behind the scenes before questioning.
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"Addler, I will be questioning you." said Hawkeye, as he looked over at the Zarethian dignitary. Not how he wanted to spend his day, but well he didn't have much else to do so what the heck. He would question Addler and learn more about him and the Zarethians.
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"Sup, psychopath. You're mine I guess" James motioned to Lucien. He began to write questions, wary of any fireballs thrown towards his face.
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"Alright, Jay. That leaves me with you." Zak said cheefully putting his notes in his bag.
Addler stared at the man coldly for a moment. Then he shrugged. "Fine."
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Instead of stopping everything and doing the 20 questions assignment. Just do that one periodically throughout the other assignments until it's done. At the rate it's going it's going to take forever. And as a teacher I have no patience. I have more things to teach!
Though the 20 Questions assignment so far has shown me where to go next and what certain people are lacking.
Next assignment! This one is more directed towards you as the roleplayer. We know your characters goals. But now the character needs to know what their creators goals are. And by RP goals I mean, why are you in the roleplay. What do you hope to achieve if anything. If you could do one thing in this RP, what would it be and why. Think of your own questions as well.
Same scenario and setting as when you asked your characters, just flipped.
Go!
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In the same room as before, the roles had been reversed. This time it was Lucien who was serving the role of the interrogator and Hawkeye who was sitting on the table and being questioned. This time around however it was about the goals that Hawkeye, who Lucien thought was his inventor had for him and so it would begin with a simple question.
"What are your goals for me during the roleplay inventor?"
Considering the question for a few minutes, Hawkeye closed his eyes. Thinking and taking a deep breathe he thought of all the problems that had been caused by Lyoko222 and his characters for Lucien and others that he had created. It would be torturous to answer this in a way that would not enrage his creation to the point of using magic again. Still, he would have to give it a shot. Opening his eyes again, he began to speak.
"Well I planned on you eventually becoming emperor when the time was right, and evolving. But you seem to have done a well enough job of that on your own. Congrats on no longer being Narrikian, I will need to correct the flaw that leaves them vulnerable to bio-weapon technologies at some point. " But as of now he would need to think more clearly and so he pulled out from his pocket the small notepad on which he had written his goals for his characters. Flipping through it, he found the ones for Lucien and smiled. "You wanted to know what my goals were for you?"
"Yes..." said Lucien, mildly exasperated that he could not be given a straight answer.
"Well, my goals were for you to become emperor, stop being possessed and instead fuse with your item, become the newest member of a long lost race, and be immune to everything that could in a biological sense previously harm you."
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"Right" Skye sat down at the table, facing James "I discussed it with Asura's lackey and the uh robot thing. Clearly i'm the best for this" She smiled at her 'creator' "I'm to ask you questions"
"Sure." James leaned forward on the desk, he had nothing to hide after all.
"Why did you make us? I mean...What do you have to gain from this?" Space asked, looking across the room to the other two 'creators' there.
"You're gonna hate this" The young man replied, fidgeting with his hands a little "I got bored. There's really no purpose other than to occupy my time."
Skye was somewhat taken aback here; Was she really to believe that her very existence was the product of this guy's boredom?!
"I said you'd hate it." James sighed, continuing "But that's not to say I don't care greatly about all three of you. You, Jay and SCOUT. I do give a shit."
Skye was still shaken but she pressed on "What are your goals for us?"
"For the lot of you? A happy life I guess. I want you to continue to run Space awesomely, I want Jay to start the Order like he wants to and I want SCOUT to..." James stopped there...He didn't actually know what he wanted from SCOUT "Well, I want SCOUT to live." He smiled.
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Zak can just catch up. I'm impatient.
Alright, as there seems to be a mixup in lessons due to someone misinterpreting. (HAWKEYE) The assignment just now was the characters asking their creators goals for THEM.
Now since that one was done this time, we're going back to what the assignment was supposed to be for now.
Your characters needs to ask YOUR goals. Not goals for them. But why you are roleplaying. What YOU as the roleplayer want to get out of this roleplay. And if you could do one thing in Shattered Planes what would it be and why.
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"If you could change one thing about this... Roleplay" She uttered the last word in disgust "What would it be?"
"Nothing" James replied confidently "Nothing whatsoever."
"Then I don't get it!" Skye was getting ridiculously flustered here "Why do you come along and toy with our lives? What gives you the right?"
James sighed... The folly of meeting his creation... "I'm sorry, Skye. I really am."
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"If you could alter one thing about the roleplay what would it be?" asked Lucien to Hawkeye.
Pondering the words used, Hawkeye considered. The death of his characters could be one thing, but no. He wouldn't go that low, he would change something much bigger than that. "The order of who wins and who loses."
"WHAT?" asked Lucien, a bit astonished.
"And why do you roleplay?" asked Lucien.
"To eliminate boredom, and to have some fun." said Hawkeye.
"And as to what you want to get out of the roleplay?" asked Lucien
"Victory." said Hawkeye.
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(Hope you guys don't mind, but I want in too.)
Name: Monroe J. Stein
Age: 39
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Backstory: Monroe was born to a father who was up to his eyeballs in debt to gangsters and a mother who seemed to vanish before he could ever know her. Growing up as the child to a single father, Monroe?s relationship with his father was loving, but strained because of his affiliation with these gangsters. Monroe grew up with a relatively normal childhood up until his father passed away from medical complications. With the father?s debt still unpaid, these gangsters forced his father?s debt upon Monroe. Running out of options, Monroe used up the money he inherited as well as whatever else he had and sent himself to law school. Having graduated law school and after becoming a practicing lawyer, Monroe was forced to go into work for these gangsters. Monroe represented these criminals for a number of years and made a good sum of money for helping to keep these guys out of prison. Eventually, his debt was paid off, and Monroe took off the second he heard. Now, Monroe acts as a Criminal Defense Attorney for anybody who is willing to pay the right price for his services.
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"Let me ask you a question." Monroe spoke, sitting across from a man he met called Forger. Monroe slid back in his chair and stood from where he was once seated, now looking down at Forger. Loosening his tie a little bit, Monroe kept his eyes on Forger as he made his way over to the side of the table. "You chose to become a member of this site because you liked what you saw, correct?"
"That's right." Forger nodded in response to Monroe, whose presence seemed almost larger than life.
"But this board you chose is almost all action-oriented. Characters are often times combat-capable people who align themselves to empires in order to expand the territory they already have. You're not an action-oriented role player, are you?" Monroe stood still when asking this question, watching Forger's response intently.
"Not really, no." Forger was confused, but decided to answer Monroe's questions to the best of his ability. Forger watched as Monroe paced back to his side of the table, looking him in the eye as he asked his next question.
"Then why come here in the first place? And why choose to use a character who isn't combat-oriented?" The question was possibly a little too blunt, but it was a question that Monroe needed an answer to.
"Well, I was hoping to bring a little bit more to the board than just a typical "universe in combative struggle" scenario." Forger's answer was a little reluctant, but honest as he could be.
Pausing for a second to think of his next question, Monroe's eyebrows narrowed slightly as he stood on his side of the table. "So, you want to completely over-haul this place and make it more of your own? Sounds a little selfish, if you ask me..."
Forger became a little flustered, but tried to explain himself to Monroe. "That's not what I meant. I meant that sometimes, through these combative situations, a lot of things can become a little too cut and dry. I figured that if I chose a different approach to a place like this, that some perspective can be added to why these conflicts are so important."
Monroe continued with his questioning. "So, Forger, you think that these struggles aren't important and that everybody here is just wanting to fight each other just because they can?"
Forger shook his head, and took a deep breath before answering this question. "I guess...I guess I just wanted to try something different here, that's all."
Monroe nodded, sitting back down in his seat and pulling himself back towards his desk. "Alright, that's about all I have to ask for now. Anything else we need to cover?"
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Zak motioned for Addler to get up from his seat and come over. Addler sighed and walked over and sat down tiredly. He was getting a little tired with all the questioning.
"Okay," Zak said, setting his ever present notes and pencil down on the table. "Now you get to have at me with your questions."
Addler grinned and thought for a moment. "Okay, if you are my creator and know MY goals... What are your goals for this little universe?" He smirked, this would probably be interestiing.
Zak thought for a moment. "I... Want to have fun, first of all. I like writing and this is writing. I like making the characters and helping them live out their lives and achieve their goals. I want them to achieve their goals... I get pissed when someone messes with them." He looked Addler in the eyes directly. "You know how that is. You want your grandkids to grow up safe. You want the Zarethians to be safe. Same here." He shrugged.
Addler nodded, pleased for some reason. He didnt really believe this quack... did he? "Well... Good to see we're in good hands...." He said, getting back on track."What would you do... if you could change one thing about this universe?"
Zak leaned back in his chair. "I think... I would ensure the Zarethians were safe. Yeah," He nodded confidently. "I think I would change that."
"You're not saying that just to appease me are you?" Addler asked, starting to grin slightly.
Zak shook his head. "No way. I am very protective of my characters and people."
Addler nodded and thought a moment, searching for questions. "If, you are my creator, the Zarethians creator..." Addler began slowly. "Why did you make us so messed up? Our story? The Fall... The Fleeing... My daughter leaving... Why?"
Zak looked down at his lap for a moment, confronted by his attempt at making a good story. "I..." He began, his voice a wee bit shaky. "I dont know. I was... just making a good story... I forget that its people's lives I'm twisting like puddy. I'm sorry... I really am... But I'm trying to make it better. I'm trying to protect them." Zak assured Addler.
Addler shrugged. "Whatever you say... I've got no more questions..." He got up and was about to return to his seat when he turned and looked at Zak. "Dont let us down, you hear?" Zak nodded. Addler went and sat down.
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(Due to Forger joining we have an uneven amount of people for the 20 questions and other partner scenarios. Therefore I'll be joining in. I'm only doing one character though because I'm a teacher.)
Name: Hikaru Tyris
Age: Unknown. Appears to be in her 20s.
Race: Phoenix Dragon Sage
Gender: Female
Backstory: [Insert long history here. Really, I'd be here forever. I'll just give the basics.]
Hikaru is the eldest of the Sage Three. The three sage siblings born to Chaos and Glora, and through their mothers side, the heirs to the Phoenix and by proxy of Mokai, the Genesis Dragon kingdoms. Where her brothers inherited the soul of the Genesis King, Hikaru merely got the last piece, a sliver of it, specializing more in her Phoenix side.
At the age of 5, Hikaru came across a trapped Zere and befriended him. The night her brothers were born she released Zere who manipulated her into destroying her whole family and everyone else in Era Village but couldn't kill her brothers due to their Genesis powers.. Instead she sealed their powers and left to train with Zere. Long story short, through the 'training,' (Killing a lot of villages and other sages and such,) Hikaru grew to be extremely heartless. Because she had a hard time killing people due to guilt, Hikaru did the one thing she could think of and shouldn't have done; Sealed her conscience.
Through this terrifying act, she sealed the part of her that cared, guilt, humanity, the whole thing on emotions and became a pure sociopath that could kill and destroy like it was second nature to her.
Long story short. When she was of the age of 18, she attacked the Guardian Dimension in a last attempt to kill her brothers. They fled. After destroying the Guardian Dimension, Hikaru followed K2323 who had teleported and broken into the Mortal (SP) Dimension and set up kingdoms there becoming a rival to him and her other brother Kai when he had found the dimension.
After thousands of years and many battles. Many rivalries, many broken peace treaties. Fights with the Anrufe, fights with each other, and all of Opposing Kingdoms arc.
Hikaru found love in the one known as Koty. She had been the one to seal him in a battle due to her brother offing himself and thus not being there to provide the Genesis magic used. She used Revelation and was tasked with taking care of the sealed baby. Hikaru merely used an aging spell on him, and the two grew.... close.
With Koty, Hikaru started Zharael a group that would go up against the Anrufe and during that time her and Koty would grow closer. Eventually after a final battle with the Anrufe, Hikaru disappeared for years training in some unknown place.
She came back and fought her brother, then gathered together the magic users and started the Second Sage War, got involved in a tournament of Plex to get out of her deals with Hell, Made a deal with the Anrufe to kill someone and wound up getting herself arrested on Aralia, broke out of the prison dimension only to be chased by the Aralang Special Forces till she submitted and gave herself in. Only to then get stuck with planet arrest through blood contract until her captors let her go.
Though there's much more to be said, and a lot more detail into her life. This is the short version...
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Assignment #1: Character Interrogation
As the other characters and their creators questioned one another on later assignments, two people appeared in the small room, which appeared to have increased in size with the addition of people...
The first was the a woman of average height and slim weight. Her hair was a hot pink and spiked outward in many ways, with longer strands which parted from the back of her head and rested over her shoulders. The front bangs of her hair were a golden color like that of part of her eyes which were themselves, two-toned. A bright crimson and gold. She wore a mixture of an off-the-shoulder top which went down to her thighs, red with gold lining and faded off-black high-collared long sleeve shirt underneath the first and pants of the same color as the second shirt. A golden roped sash hung loosely around her waist and she wore boots that laced up to her knees. From the sash hung a katana maroon sheath.
While the first glared, the second person sighed and looked annoyed. She was far different from the first, as she had reddish-orange hair that had begun to fade back to its normal color with pink from her previous dye jobs mixed in and she wore a short-sleeved shirt with a hood over faded blue-jeans and black and white converse. She wore black square-framed glasses and carried a clipboard.
The second went ahead and grabbed the chair nearest them and sat down across from an empty seat. She kept her eyes on the floor and avoided looking at anyone in the room while the second one, did the complete opposite and seemed to observe everyone and everything in the room with utter distaste as she gave them all the death glare.
"I don't see the point of this," The pink-haired one immediately snapped the second she had sat down. "You and I both know each other to to the point we could write each others stories and then some. As many things we've been through? This interview is completely pointless"
"Yeah yeah," The second muttered, and held up the clipboard. "You know why we're here. Forger needed a partner as we had an uneven amount of students." She sighed. "Let's just get on with this. I don't like having to do my own assignments as much as you do." Using a hair-tie which she had around her wrist, the second girl used it to tie her hair back away from her eyes in a badly done pony tail and then took out a mechanical pencil and looked at the clipboard. "Alright. I'm Regina, you're Hikaru. I'm the author and creator of yo-"
"Hah! As if that's all I was.."
Regina glared at her character warning her to be quiet. "Just answer my questions." After silence from her Hikaru, which Regina took as agreement, Regina glanced at the paper on the clipboard. "How was your past life?"
Hikaru looked at her like she was stupid. "I was manipulated into killing me by my teacher who indirectly brainwashed me and I spent my years killing people and being evil. How do you think?"
"Whatever..." Regina glanced to the next question. "What is your status quo?"
"Normal life? Hah!" Hikaru laughed aloud then resumed her glare at everyone and everything in the room. "A status quo is for people that spend their life living. I have things to do. Like killing the remaining living members of my family for one. And destroying all tech empires for another."
"I guess that answers goals.." Regina looked at the clipboard again and mumbled, "Okay, time to empty your pockets."
"Only if that infidel over there keeps his hands off." Hikaru rolled her eyes towards Luciens direction. "I have a great dislike for idiots."
"Just do it."
Hikaru stood up and placed her katana on the table, then snapped her fingers a ton more junk piled up. Of course, to a sage of her caliber 'pocket,' meant whatever she was carrying even if it had to be summoned. After about a few minutes passed, there on the table was a stack of scrolls, books, a few ceremonial daggers, some parchment for blood contracts, various potions and other items for spellcraft as well as a few large spell books.
"Well, anyone could pretty much assume what most of this means to you. So just tell me about the katana and whatever else you want."
"As if it shouldn't already be obvious." Hikaru snatched up the Katana before anyone could even look at it. "The Katana is one of kind, made from a rare material from the Sage Dimension. I wiped out the sage race that made it, and therefore its the last weapon of its kind. It can cut through physically anything and become a medium for my magic." Hikaru instantly sweeped the room with her glare warning anyone to just try to take or steal it. "It was given to me in trade for knowledge of my new magic technique by my great uncle Salus, the last prince of the Phoenix Kingom. Is that all?" Hikaru crossed her arms and sat back in her chair with her eyes narrowed into an even darker glare that showed obvious impatience.
"Almost..." Regina crossed her legs and checked off questions on the checkboard. "Oh god..." Regina smacked her own forehead. Great. It was that question. "Er.. what do you think of me... As your creator..." She cringed and held the clipboard in front of her.
"Oh? Is it that one?" Hikaru smirked. "Let's see..." She held up her hand with her fingers raised and began to put one down for everything she listed, "You made me kill my family at the age of FIVE. Even though I was manipulated. You made my manipulator train me and practically brainwash me. Never gave me any happy moments throughout all of the first season of our little roleplay. Though that might be because I represent-" Hikaru grinned when she saw Regina's reaction to her little revelation, but continued on. "I didn't get any happiness or love till the second season, but then you had me lose a battle and get arrested by the ANRUFE no less. Why? Because you thought bluffing a defeat would trick that fool Kaleb."
"Just... tell me what you think of me..." Regina wanted to get out of there before Hikaru got to the worst.
"I'm not done yet!" Hikaru snapped and then continued. "How I got out of there? You made me make a deal with Lucifer! I lost my freedom then. Through that I met Sakael and in the long run Koty but still kept my debt to Hell and had that fear lingering over my head for years. But was that enough for you? NO!" Hikaru banged her fist on the table. "THEN YOU GO AND GET ME ARRESTED BY THOSE DAMN FOOLS THE ARALANGS, MORTAL TECHNOLOGY USERS NO DOUBT! JUST BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT IT'D BE INTERESTING AND CHALLENGING!" Golden flames flickered to life around Hikaru's hand as her eyes stained brighter crimson.
"When I DID manage to get out of that god forsaken place!" Hikaru spat, "You went and found it amusing to plan with that oaf of a staff member Gaser, and had me put on Planet arrest though my own spell of blood contracts! AFTER nearly getting me permanently killed and chased by the Special Forces!" The flames flared up further around Hikaru. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUR MIND?!"
Regina had by now scooted the chair further back to avoid the flames. She knew this was coming. This was one of the reasons she didn't want to do her own assignments. The sad thing? It was far from over.
"AND IF THAT'S NOT ENOUGH. AND IT RIGHTFULLY SHOULD BE!" Hikaru backhanded her own chair across the room into the wall behind her. "You can't just leave my personality alone, no. YOU HAVE TO FUCK WITH THAT TOO! You had to go and make me feel remorse! You had to go have the bright idea to have my mental shield break while in prison and unseal my conscience so I would later feel bad about the sins I've committed and in result go through Stockholm Syndrome to those FOOLS?! The Aralang leaders?!"
"It... was character development..." Regina whispered in barely a mumble. "It made since. You sealed your conscience and slaughtered countless villages. Do you know what that does to the psych? Especially a child so young? Anyone in real life would clinically be unbalanced and break from the guilt if they had to face it later in life..."
Hikaru's eyes narrowed further. "AND STILL! THAT WASN'T ENOUGH! NO! NOT FOR YOU! THEN! YOU HAD TO GO AND HAVE MY KIDS BRAINWASHED BY THE VERY SPECIAL FORCES THAT TRIED TO KILL ME!" Hikaru burned a hole right through the table. "Then you dare have the galls to ask what I think of you?"
Regina stayed silent.
"BECAUSE OF YOU! I had the most fucked up life a character could possibly have filled with torture after torture and feel nothing for it. ONLY TO FEEL IT ALL LATER AND NOT EVEN BE ABLE TO ENACT REVENGE DUE TO THE FACT YOU HAD TO GO AND GET THE IDEA THAT THE GUILT WOULD BE SO STRONG THAT I COULDN'T KILL ANYMORE WITHOUT HESITATION!" The tabled had now completely burned to ashes. "WHAT DO YOU THINK I THINK OF YOU?!!!"
"....I think the sessions over..." Regina grabbed her clipboard and hurried to the other side of the room AWAY from her main character just as fast as she could.
"Not so fast!" Hikaru snapped and kicked the ashes out of the way. "ANYMORE BRIGHT IDEAS FOR MY FUTURE?! It's on your assignment list!"
Regina stopped and hesitantly sighed. She was dead, so dead. Sadly Hikaru was right, it was one of the assignments. "Well.. When Gaser gets back. Through Stockholm Syndrome and your slowly changing personality to the side of not good... but change of heart. I was going to have you drop your grudge against the mortals and maybe....... make friends with the Aralang Leaders....?
That was it. Hikaru had had it. The rest of the tables suddenly went up in flames regardless of who was sitting at them.
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Zak walked cautiously over to the pair. "Erm... Regina...Do you mind not causing her to almost kill us all with a mere glance in our direction?" He asked weakly, watching Hikaru's rage with awe. It was a sight to see, to be sure. He didnt want to be anywhere near her when her time bomb went off, though. She'd probably go directly for Regina but he was sure anyone near her would meet her eminent wrath.
Addler was sitting next to his daughter, whom he was not talking to. He glanced at her and tried to muster up the courage to talk to his own daughter, to explain his decision... to make her come back. It was almost three hundred years since he saw her. It was... hard to say the least.
"Hey Dad." She mumbled, glancing at him then at her hands folded in her lap.
"Hey, Kalle-" He said, interrupted by the bursts of fire. He and his daughter instinctively stood up at the same time, drawn by their battle instincts. Addler put daughter behind him, or at least tried to. She brushed it off.
"I can take care of myself, you know." She pointed out, looking at the enraged sage. "Well, she's pissed."
"Very." Addler agreed, backing away until he was pressing against the wall.
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(Beg your pardon, the questions may be a little out of order.)
"Mr. Stein?"
A young man of 21 was sitting on one side of a table in an empty room, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans attire. Monroe, coming in with a questioned look on his face, made eye contact with the young man before speaking to him.
"That?s me. Who are you?"
"Mr. Stein, my name is John, and I?m here to interview you. It's a pleasure to meet you." The young man held out his hand and shook Monroe?s firmly for three seconds, no more. John had to shake his hand a little after Monroe broke the handshake, the pressure Monroe put on the simple greeting hurt his hand.
"What is this interview about?" Monroe asked, not understanding why he had to come down to a bleak and desolate room on such a short notice.
"The interview is just to get to know you better, Mr. Stein. Please have a seat sir; this may take a little while." The young man spoke simply, showing Monroe the seat across from him at the table. John took a seat as he watched Monroe take his. There was no paper in front of John, mainly because this interview was going to be conducted strictly from memory.
"Let's start with getting to know you better. Tell me a little bit about yourself, where you're from and what you do." John?s question was straight-forward, but noticed that the question was met by a slight yawn by Monroe. Monroe didn't hide the fact that he was bored, but John waited as Monroe answered his question.
"Well, my name is Monroe Stein, I?m 39 years old and I'm an attorney. My specialty is criminal law, and I practice by being a defense attorney for people who are possibly facing prison terms." John watched as Monroe answered, his answers were truthful but the man clearly did not want to be here. Shifting gears slightly, John questioned Monroe further.
"Alright, tell me about your family. What was yours like growing up? Do you have a family now?"
"I was raised by my father until I was about eighteen. I don't have a family of my own because my career is what I want to focus on now." Monroe's answer was a little more stern than usual, and John was unsure if he wanted to press on with that line of questioning. Keeping himself focused, John went onto his next question.
"So, what would you-"
Noticing as what seemed to be a fire ball just up and jumped to one side of the room, both John and Monroe jumped back from their respective sides of the tables, both men making sure to stay low before making sure the fire ball was out of sight.
"Huh, wonder if they?d arrest him for that?"
Looking over at Monroe with a sort of dumb-founded look, John couldn't help but wonder if this guy was sort a sort of one track mind when it came to being a lawyer. Watching as Monroe picked himself up and dusted himself off, John got back to asking him his questions.
"Well, putting that aside, what would you say your goals are?"
"Goals?" Monroe seemingly resisted the urge to laugh as John stood there, wondering what he was meaning. "Kid, I don?t have any real goals. Sure, I?d like to become a more experienced attorney, but in the end, what more is there to become than someone who lives well for themselves?"
"Uhh...nothing?"
"Precisely. There's not much more to life than that." And with that answer, Monroe took his seat again across from where John?s seat was. Realizing that he still needed to go through a few more questions, John took his seat across from Monroe and kept going with his interview.
"Well, Mr. Stein, our time together is becoming shorter. I'm going to need you to empty your pockets and put whatever is in them on the table."
Monroe let out a small sigh and reached into his pants pocket, fumbling around for a few seconds before pulling out a communication device. John waited for Monroe to finish emptying his pockets, but to his surprise, Monroe didn't move his hands back to his pockets to grab more things.
"Uhh...is that it?" John couldn't help but ask, he figured he would carry more with him than just that device.
"Well kid, since you clearly have never been in a position like mine, I'll let it slide and explain it once. When you are in a position like mine, where most of the work I do involves interacting with clients, I have to be able to get in contact with them at all times and vice versa." Monroe's answer was to the point, almost condescending to John.
"I get that, Mr. Stein, but you don't have anything else on you right now? Any sort of keepsake or something that holds value to you?" John was still confused; his own creation was beginning to baffle him.
"This is the only thing I need right now." It was another simple answer from Monroe, who merely took his communication device back and put it back into his pocket. There was silence in the air for a few seconds before their table seemed to spontaneously combust. Getting into safety mode, Monroe pushed back slightly in his seat before merely kicking the table away from him.
John, unfortunately, was the only one standing between the table and the wall. Pushing up from his seat, John barely managed to avoid the table, being checked in the hip before fully moving away from it. Scared that he had caught fire, John immediately took off his pants and threw them away from his body, leaving him clad in his T-shirt and green boxer shorts.
"Well...uhh...a few more questions and we should be okay. First off, what do you think of me?" The question came a little nervously, but it wasn't met with hostility by Monroe. Instead, John seemed to notice more of an air of honesty around him before he was given an answer.
"Not much, kid. You seem kind of goofy, like you're not all there, but otherwise you seem kind of boring. But enough about me, what would you do if you were me in my situation?"
This was a curve-ball question for John, considering that the person asking him had just insulted him not five seconds prior. Still, John couldn't help but try to think of an answer for the man.
"Well, if I was you, I'd spend less time trying to be a lawyer and more time trying to make a connection with someone. A friend, romantic interest, it doesn't really matter. You seem like you're cut off from others, so I'd try to reach out and be someone who's interesting outside of their job."
This was met by a few more seconds of silence as both guys watched the table burn up. Thankfully, nothing else in the room seemed to be catching fire, but it was still alarming to see the table burning as intently as it was.
"Not bad, I guess." That was the only answer given by Monroe, and really the only one that was needed. John couldn't really tell if Monroe was going to take it to heart or if he was just going to let it slide, but he was glad that he got through to Monroe on that front.
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The moment the table spontaneously combusted, both Hawkeye and Lucien got out of the way as fast as they possibly could. Lucien formed a spherical barrier around himself and Hawkeye, one made with layers of portals similar to a mirror shield. Only this would send the enemy?s own attack or in this case Hikaru's, back at her if the fire spread towards them. No way would his creator die, at least not in this given situation. The heat of the room would decrease due to another spell he lobbed out.
"She is insane." whispered Lucien to Hawkeye. Hawkeye whispered back. "I totally agree."
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"Reggie you fucking tard." James sighed, his desk bursting into flames. Skye suppressed the flame herself, obviously not wanting to burn up. James was nursing his burn wounds on his arms from leaning on the desk right before it set on fire.
"See? Your life could be worse" James joked towards Skye, trying his best to tend to his burns "You could have had her as a creator. I'm one of the nice ones."
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Dunno where Forger is, but it's been over a week. We're continuing.
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"Maybe I should have brought Asura instead.." Regina muttered as she stayed on the other side of the room as far away from her character as possible. "Okay... the next assignment, many of you will definitely not like." She gave a sideways glance at the others characters and avoided Hikaru's glare . "However it is a very important part of characterization and thus... try not to kill each other in this next exercise."
Taking a dry-erase marker, Regina turned around to the wall and started to write on a newly appeared dry-erase bored, when she had finished she capped the marker. "It's time for the characters to show their reactions to meeting... their worst enemies from their past... In other words..." She cringed. "Time to bring to life the villains."
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Just as it says. The assignment is to bring in your characters worst enemies from their passed to show reactions and interactions.
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(OOC- Im gonna do these all under different headings. Just cleans things up)
Haseo and Psiko had appeared in James' corner, mostly wondering what the hell was going on.
Jay
"Oh Stryyyyyderrrrrr"
A voice echoed behind Jay.... A voice the young Templar never wanted to hear again in his lifetime.
He turned and saw exactly what he feared the most.
A man stood before him, towering over him in height. He had a gigantic silver wingspan and was holding what appeared to be a bigger, shinier version of Jay's own Sword of Ages. He wore what appeared to be silver and black ceremonial robes and had slicked back, black hair.
"I see you have awoken boy." The man's voice seemed to boom both in everyone's ears and in their very cores "Clearly you have learned your lesson and must rejoin the fold."
"N-No... M-Master...." Jay's voice and very being was quivering. He had become much stronger since he awoke from being frozen but right now he felt exactly as he did trying to confront this man thousands of years ago... Terrified "T-The old ways are d-done." He tried to assert himself, tried to put on his confident face "I r-run the order now."
The massive figure laughed heartily, seemingly shaking the room they were in just with his voice "YOU?! Run the order?! What a stupid idea!!" He continued to chuckle "Your ideals are as wrong as they were when I froze you, boy. You still remain an insignificant ant."
"I-.... No i'm n-not." Jay continued to quake, this was a true terror he had not felt in years.
"Oh but you are, boy." The figure stopped his laughing almost immediately, looking down upon Jay as if he were nothing "A true elder stands tall and destroys all in his way. A true elder, a true Templar eliminates any threats before they happen. A TRUE TEMPLAR FEARS NONE FOR THEY ARE THE GREATEST FIGURES KNOWN IN THE UNIVERSE" He roared at Jay, shaking his very foundations.
"Shut up." The young Templar muttered, looking down at the ground before him.
"WHAT IS THAT, CHILD?!" The figure was goading Jay, breaking down his very being until....
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU OLD OUTDATED PIECE OF SHIT!" Jay roared, great silver wings bursting out of his own back as he literally appeared at the figure's chest, his blade lodged into the figure's heart....
The figure faded into nothing. After all, that man was dead. Just an image from the past sent by Hikaru for some STUPID test for his creator.
Jay panted, falling to his knees on the floor.
((OOC- COMING IN THE NEXT POST; SKYE!))
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(Alright. )
Lucien watched in horror, as the rival of his father and family from generations after generations appeared. A genetic monstrocity that had been made, and had never been defeated for most of the forseeable past or future, the cyborg narrikian that had the ability to cause bonds to break between people and families, Oblivion. Oblivion surveyed the area as he armed the lonely heart laser. Not particularly looking forward to going through the pain of the laser once more, Lucien held out his palm and cast out a spell.
Air condensed in his palm and several transparent energy spears appeared, which he used to perform a combo attack that would take down Oblivion before he could fire the laser in the place. No one else would experience the pain he had, he would make sure of that.
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Skye
Skye stood in fear of what may come for her. She had many enemies in her long life, many who wished to destroy her. Many who wished to steal the power of Space from her. Some who almost succeeded.
What arrived though was what she did not expect.
It was a man of around 30.
He was in what appeared to be an incredibly expensive tuxedo, almost perfectly matching Skye's own dress.
There was no fight.
The man merely looked at Skye with such.... Sad eyes.
He looked upon her as she could not meet his gaze.
He disappeared just like the other images.
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SCOUT
SCOUT had never had anything that one could consider an enemy. It afterall lived a life without normal communication.
Psiko
For Psiko, it was the previous emperor of Fioa. "You look well" Psiko muttered, almost pleasantly to the man he killed. The man infact was a wolf Fioan and was seemingly more bestial than most other Fioans "I am well, Phoenix".
The two just sort of stared one another down for a while before the wolf-man disappeared.
They never had much of a quarrel outside of Psiko wanting Fioa after all.
Haseo
"Oh hello, Pik"
Haseo's eyes widened. He knew that voice. He knew the man behind the voice.
He didn't say a single word.
"Oh come on Pik, got nothing to say to your old man?"
Haseo said nothing. He began to approach the source of the voice.
"Now now Pik, it's not like I killed your mother or anything. Oh wait!"
The man laughed almost maniacally. Haseo continued to approach him, anger was welling up inside him as yellow energies emanated from him. The alchemical circles on his body also shone a bright blue even through his clothing.
"Little Pik, running in fear from his past."
Haseo lifted a hand and literally grabbed the man's face, channeling white hot rageful Instinct energy into the man's body. The man literally burst into flames but he continued laughing.
"It's not the first time you killed me, Pik. Maybe next time you could change it up a little."
Haseo said nothing as he walked from the charred remains. He sat down on a nearby seat and held his head in his hands.
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Both Addler and Kallen's hearts curled in fear when they heard the woman speak those words. Addler didnt realize why he felt that fear, that feeling. He didnt really have any en- Oh. The thought hit him like a pulse blast. Shit. He thought.
Kallen's reaction was somewhat more verbal. "Shit. Shit. Shit. Shittf fuck." She cursed, pulling out her pulse pistol and powered cutlass while Addler pulled out his pistol and powered sword.
They worked together, instincticively putting their backs to one another, forgetting any past arguments or grudges or relationships gone foul. A large, six limbed, shiny, brown beast, twelve foot tall, stood behind them, acidic drool falling from its maw and sizzling on the floor.
Addler and Kallen looked at one another and jumped towards the beast, their weapon's raised. It swatted them away like flies but Kallen was able to slow them down before they hit anything. She fired at the beast and the blast tore a great hole in its carapaced body. It fell, bleeding ichor onto the floor.
Addle and Kallen looked at each other and got up hurriedly, only to be shoved back down by a mental assault.
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"How boring." Hikaru made a side comment after every character had faced their passed enemies. "Extremely fake if you ask me. Those last two fought what was basically just a giant cockroach. That Lucien moron faced something you would find in a child's comic book. The fox has cliche family issues, and the Embodiment I don't even know. No wonder they all need this class."
"Well no one asked you," Regina mumbled, watching the other characters as well. After Hikaru had calmed down enough, she had retaken her seat next to her character. "You're just lucky all your enemies are played by someone other than myself, or you'd be doing this too."
"In fact, the brat with the hat was really the only amusing one of the bunch," Hikaru remarked, completely ignoring her creators words.
"Well then it's a good thing you're not giving the grades. I am."
"Ooh, you can bold your words. I'm soooo intimidated." Hikaru laughed.
"Stop breaking the 4th wall.." Regina finished writing on the clipboard she still had in her hand, then stood up and spoke up, "Okay! For the 20 questions assignment, Jeebus: A. Zak: A. Hawkeye... I'm sorry. But the questions were to learn about the character and show them what they need to flesh out, to delve into them more. You basically just asked your chosen person questions that would help you in-character and nothing that would help them whatsoever. And don't let me get started on your own answe-"
"Your character is about the most boring thing in existence and has a one-track mind.Is what she wants to say." Hiaru interrupted. "Just do us all a favor and quit this class."
Regina shot a glare at Hikaru, "AS I was saying, and as Hikaru unkindly pointed out.. You need to work on having your characters be more than just battle orientated. There is more than just goals of winning. You use Lucien here, like he's only a tool for you to get up in the roleplay rather than thinking of what he might want, what he can someday accomplish. It's more of, you want to win, he wants to win. You get a C. HOWVER, don't leave this class."
"DO leave this class."
"Shut up!" Regina snapped back to Hikaru. "Or I'm changing characters." Flipping the page on the clipboard, Regina continued, "For the assignments after that.. Jeebus and Zak: A, Hawkeye, same problem. And the last assignment... Jeebus: A, Zak: Could have been more detailed and more reaciton, they can't all be monsters, B. Hawk...Hikaru is kinda right, it was like a comic book, it needs be more show, less tell, more details, and catch the readers attention better. It was cliche."
"That's an understatement."
"Grrr... ANYWAYS!" Regina spoke over Hikaru, "Next assignment, I need you all to pick three of your characters."
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Jay grinned at Hikaru "You know I once fought a chick who looked a lot like you. She called me that too" He chuckled.
Haseo shot a dirty look at Hikaru "You know im capable of turning you into a rock, right?" He mumbled, crossing his arms.
Skye didn't say anything about Hikaru's remark. She didn't care what some mortal had to say about her.
"Right.... I pick Jay, Skye and..." James flipped a coin "Haseo." The three chosen sort of stepped forward.
Psiko said nothing, he barely wanted to be there.
SCOUT walked around the room, recording things.
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Zak shrugged. "Meh. I was tired." He said, sitting down and taking out a pudding cup.
Addler looked at her and shrugged, not really caring about the class or any of that.
Kallen was angry about the cliched comment. "Why dont you have a giant fucking space cockroach eat you planet and people?" She asked, muttering bitch under her breath.
"Alright, Addler, Kallen and Isaac." Zak said from his seat.
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Being called boring was irritating to Lucien and he did not much like being called a comic book character, well once he learned what it was from his creator he was a little less than pleased. Still a fight in this place would serve little benefit to himself as likely he would get slain by any number of the parties in this very room and there were quite a lot of them that could be involved.
Hawkeye looked over and then heard the words of Regina. A C was still a passing grade, but not a good one. Vast improvement would be in order in the long run of things if he wished to continue in this class. But first he had to do something about Hikaru badmouthing him, and his characters. No need for them to cause a fight or any trouble yet. At least a C was better than some of his school grades, that much was certain. Which ones would he choose this time around? Lucien had been overdone, so he would not pick him. Perhaps if he chose 3 that he was working on to create when the probation ended? Sighing, he began to think of which ones that he would choose. Well, since Lucien was not one he could choose perhaps Rezick, Zane and last but most certainly not least he would choose Aseron for the ones he would have join him in here. But so as to have a constant, Lucien had also been chosen.
"Figured out which ones I'll have join in."
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"You know I can destroy you, right?" Hikaru answered back to Haseo. "You beat one of the Sage Three? As if!"
"And Hikaru is min-"
"WHAT?!"
"You're in this too." Regina wrote the names of the characters down. "Next time don't try to pick fights with every single person in the room. Alright! Now that you've all chosen your characters, I'd like the characters to all pick a number between 1-100."
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"So the old pick a number game?" asked Lucien sighing. He thought for a moment and picked the number 97.
While on the other hand his father did not share the same boredom, he picked 23.
During the time the two argued Ezra picked 45.
"What is the point in this exercise?" asked Ezra. He did not get what this exercise was for.
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"I want number one." Jay grinned, straightening his hat. He winked at Hikaru "There's a lot of things in this universe that could beat the Sage Three" He chuckled.
Haseo didn't respond to Hikaru, there was no need to challenge her claim. "50" He said, definitely.
Skye thought for a moment before deciding on "76"
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"Er... Eighty-Three." Isaac said, rubbing his chin.
"Eighteen." Kallen sighed, still fuming.
"Thirty six." Addler said, rubbing his eyes. This was getting weirder and weirder.
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"Really now? Do tell." Hikaru glared daggers at Jay.
Regina held up the clipboard after writing down the numbers, "Alright then, here's how it will go. Haseo is one, Ezra has two, Addler is three, Lucien four, Kallen five, Skye six, Hikaru seven, Jay eight, Issac nine, and Rezick ten. Your assignment..." She walked over to the dry-erase board and began writing on it, then when done, she stood back. "Is to answer those sets of questions using the information you know about the characters and your skill in characterization. When done, the creators will then write the true answer for each of their characters, and it will be compared. Feel free to ask the character questions pertaining to the question but not the question its self. Just enough to gather info. You may begin..." She dropped the marker, "NOW!"
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Got these from DA art memes, so credit to the questions goes to the maker of the memes. There's several on DA, so I don't know who that is. But since this is a writing assignment and not drawing, I've put the questions into text.
Set One:
4 invites 3 and 8 to dinner at their house. What happens?
9 tries to get 5 to go to a strip club.
You need to stay at a friends house for a night. Who do you choose? 1 or 6?
2 and 6 are making out. 10 walks in. What is their reaction?
3 falls in love with 6, 8 is jealous. What happens?
4 jumps you in a dark alleyway. Who comes to your rescue, 10, 2, or 7?
1 decides to start a cooking show. Fifteen minutes later, what is happening?
3 has to marry either 8, 4, or 9. Who do they choose?
7 kidnaps 2 and demands something from 5 for 2's release. What is it?
Everyone gangs up on 3, does 3 have a chance in hell?
Everyone is invited to 2 and 10's wedding except for 8. How do they react?
Why is 6 afraid of 7?
1 arrives late for 2 and 10s wedding. What happens and why were they late?
5 and 9 get roaring drunk and end up at your house. What happens?
9 murders 2's best friend. What does 2 do to get back at them?
6 and 1 are in mortal danger. Only one of them can survive. Does 6 same themselves or 1?
8 and 3 go camping. For some reason they forgot to bring any food. What do they do?
5 is in a car crash and is critically injured. What does 9 do?
The quiz is over. How do they all feel?
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"Before my creator answers." Jay grinned at Hikaru "I pretty well took care of Miss Kurai, I figure she matches you pretty easily" He smiled, tipping his hat to the sage.
4 invites 3 and 8 to dinner at their house. What happens?
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Lucien sighed, wondering why exactly he invited a man who hates him and a man he barely knows to his home for dinner. He had served up what he could with his limited skills in cookery, after all he was a battle mage. Jay spent much of the night eating half of his food and playing as a "party trick" to rewind it back to it's original state and Addler just stared daggers at Lucien the whole night. The whole night could only be considered an unmitigated failure.
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"Yeah sorry Lucien. Seems like something i'd do" Jay laughed, hand behind his head sort of patting Luciens back with the other "If it's any consolation im sure it'd be delicious."
9 tries to get 5 to go to a strip club.
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"Hey Kallen, want to g-" Isaac started before superbly interrupted by Kallen.
"No. Go away." She muttered before returning to planning her next pirate raid.
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You need to stay at a friends house for a night. Who do you choose? 1 or 6?
"Well" James looked over both of his characters "Probably Skye. Haseo's a fuckin' Hermit."
"Fuck you, man. I was gonna make enchiladas" Haseo responded, almost hurt
"Alchemised enchiladas are bad enchiladas" James replied to the fox, smiling.
2 and 6 are making out. 10 walks in. What is their reaction?
Ezra and Skye, two people who were just suddenly caught in the moment were on the couch, making out passionately; Embracing each other so. Pretty much silently, Rezick entered the room. The only thought that actually really crossed his mind was Ezra actually scored a chick? First time for everything then I guess.. Since it was really none of his business, Rezick left the room nigh on promptly.
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Skye leaned over James' shoulder the second he finished writing it and scribbled over the paper on that question NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
3 falls in love with 6, 8 is jealous. What happens?
Addler and Skye sat on Skye's sofa in her apartment, just sort of embracing warmly. Both truly content and happy. Well that is until Time completely stopped for Addler. Addler looked over the room he was in as nothing but him was progressing. A hand laid on his shoulder and he felt the cold press of steel on his neck on the other side.
"I'm not gonna kill you, Addler." The farmiliar voice of Jay resounded in the timeless area "No, i'm no killer." His voice was dark and somewhat.... Sad. "But if you hurt her. If you even think about it." The Templar continued "I might forget that fact for a little while. You get me?"
Addler nodded, terrified. After all, he didn't understand the strange workings of Jay's powers and he rightly didnt want to know.
As quickly as it all happened, everything returned to normal and Jay was gone.
"Hon, are you ok?" Skye asked the man she was sat with.
"Y-...Yeah." Addlers voice was shaken but he knew deep in his heart if Jay's words were true then he had nothing to fear. He'd never hurt this woman.
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"Awww" Skye smiled after reading the paper on that one.
"You made me out to be a real dick man" Jay muttered, kind of hurt that his creator knew that side of him so well.
4 jumps you in a dark alleyway. Who comes to your rescue, 10, 2, or 7?
"So you think i'm unlovable, huh?!" Lucien stood before James, a fireball in his hand in the poorly lit alley. The fire lighting the dark expression on Lucien's face. "N-No man" James responded, damn well terrified given he knew nothing of the magical arts "I just uh... I just"
"YOU JUST WHAT, JERK?!" Lucien stepped closer still to the terrified young man.
"I just uh... I don't fuckin' know man!" James shook, stepping back.
"Pathetic." A golden crock of flame burst into Lucien's back from behind and Lucien collapsed. What stood at the end of the alley was not what James suspected; Hikaru.
"Don't get any funny ideas." She muttered, stepping over Lucien "I still don't like you and you're a terrible writer" She grabbed the smouldering, unconscious man "But you are weak. This idiot shouldn't have regarded anything you said for that." She dragged Lucien away, presumably to kick his ass further.
1 decides to start a cooking show. Fifteen minutes later, what is happening?
"Oh gods oh gods oh gods" The young fox Haseo ran around the kitchen as this creature that appeared to be half enchilada half homunculus began to decimate the kitchen "I can fix this! It's fine just get it back into the circle!" The fox shouted towards the terrified audience "Some of you may have to be bait or possibly die to appease the beast here but dammit I will make a damn delicious meal!!"
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"That is a fucking lie and you know it" Haseo smacked James one over the back of his head "My cooking is great."
3 has to marry either 8, 4, or 9. Who do they choose?
"Is suicide an option...?" Addler muttered, looking over his potential husbands while pondering the insane and unlikely chain of events that led to this situation. "Probably Jay, sorry Isaac but you're just... So old." Addler sighed, then looking to Lucien "And you. I'd sooner jump from a cliff."
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"You missed that im attractive." Jay grinned, looking at the paper.
7 kidnaps 2 and demands something from 5 for 2's release. What is it?
"I want your left leg" Hikaru demanded, her usual tone of acting greater than all else in the universe as clear as day.
"You want what?" Kallen replied, shocked.
"I want your left leg."
"I'm not giving you that for Ezra!!" Kallen crossed her arms, staring at Hikaru menacingly.
"Well, good. I already killed him" Hikaru smiled darkly.
Everyone gangs up on 3, does 3 have a chance in hell?
"Nope."
Everyone is invited to 2 and 10's wedding except for 8. How do they react?
The whole group was sat around their usual meeting spot, talking about their invites to the wedding, what they were going to wear etc. Then Jay walked up.
"Hey guys, sup?" He asked, chilled as ever.
"Oh we're just talking about Ezra and Rezick's wedding. You get your invite today?" Haseo replied, seemingly alchemizing what appeared to be some sort of tortilla "Dammit I should be able to get this right..." He muttered.
"Uhm...No?" Jay asked, surprised "They told me it was gonna be a family only thing. Why? Did you guys get invites?"
"Yeah Jay."
"One sec." Jay muttered, disappearing for a second and returning to where he was the moment next.
"I...What did you do?" Skye asked, a little scared of what the Templar did to the happy couple.
"You'll see."
The next day of the wedding, both grooms awoke to find themselves in the middle of absolutely nowhere holding only a note that read Well fuck you too. signed by Jay.
Why is 6 afraid of 7?
"The question is why would I be afraid of some mortal?" Skye smiled, looking over the Phoenix Sage "As high and powerful an embodiment of Space doesn't NEED to fear some creature such as her."
1 arrives late for 2 and 10s wedding. What happens and why were they late?
"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK" Haseo ran in his damn expensive suit from road to road trying to find the church Ezra and Rezick's wedding was supposed to be at. Eventually, after the third or fourth place he finally found the place; Halfway through the ceremony ironically just as the reverend asked "Does anyone object to the bonding of these two in holy matr-" Haseo burst through the mighty oak double doors, stumbling a little. Heads turned, people gasped.
"I uh... Sorry. Im late." He chuckled, awkwardly getting to his seat.
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"....Yeah. Sounds right" Haseo laughed.
5 and 9 get roaring drunk and end up at your house. What happens?
Some time after Isaac SOMEHOW convinced Kallen to come to the strip club with him, they burst into James' communal house. "AND I'M TELLIN' YA, A PIRATES LIFE IS BEST." Kallen blurted out, staggering in "JAMES. GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE BOY" She laughed, shouting throughout the whole home and sitting on the couch.
Isaac said literally nothing but just giggled profusely and sat on the ground where he was at the door.
An incredibly tired James stumbled down the stairs, looking at the wasted duo.
"Well. Looks like you two have been partying." James sighed, walking over to the kitchen and coming back out holding a bottle marked 'fireball whiskey' "And i'd be damned if I ever let a party end on my watch."
And thus they all kept drinking until about 7am when Regina came down and slapped James around for letting the drunkards into her house just for the sake of not letting a party end.
9 murders 2's best friend. What does 2 do to get back at them?
"Oh i'm gonna destroy him" Ezra grumbled to Rezick, pacing around their living room "I'm not just going to kill him..." He stormed off into his workshop and came out with what appeared to be some sort of laser gun "I'm going to shoot him all over his body until he begs me to let him die.... Then im going to heal him until he's back to normal AND DO IT AGAIN...." Ezra grumbled, angry as all hell until Rezick walked over and kissed him. Smiling as he drew away from the kiss Ezra sighed, hugging Rezick "Sorry... It just makes me so mad my best friends just.... Gone...."
Rezick embraced Ezra lovingly and sighed "I know.... But killing Isaac won't help either."
6 and 1 are in mortal danger. Only one of them can survive. Does 6 same themselves or 1?
Skye looked at Haseo, the button in her hand. If she didn't press the button, he item would be dropped on her; Killing her instantly. If she did press the button, Haseo would die. She walked to the fox and sighed, a tear in her eyes.
"Press it." Haseo muttered to her, a stern face on "Space needs an embodiment. I'm a dime a dozen."
"You're my friend, Haseo... You matter so much to me." She said, softly.
Haseo leant forward and kissed the embodiment. As he did so, he pressed the button in her hand.
He collapsed to the floor, Skye's item disappeared entirely.
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Skye and Haseo just sort of looked at one another awkwardly.
8 and 3 go camping. For some reason they forgot to bring any food. What do they do?
"YOU FORGOT THE MOTHERFUCKIN' FOOD?!" Jay shouted at the leader of the Zarethians, they were in the middle of nowhere and Jay had vowed not to use his powers for this trip. The trip was mostly just to get rid of the little bit of bad blood caused by Addler and Skye's relationship but it seemed to be making it much, much worse.
"I couldn't think while packing due to your incessant hopping around the room!" Addler accused, pointing at Jay from across the campsite "If anything this is your fault!"
"It wasn't my job to pack food!"
This argument continued for a while before they both realised that yes, Addler did pack food; They just didnt notice.
5 is in a car crash and is critically injured. What does 9 do?
"Kallen!"
That was all Isaac could say as the doctors dragged him away to tend to Kallen.
She was pretty banged up, a head on collision.
A while later, Isaac was in the waiting room. His drinking buddy was in a critical condition. He dropped the senile act and called everyone up to at least visit her.
The quiz is over. How do they all feel?
"What in the fuck." Jay sighed, looking at Regina darkly "Some of these questions were kind weird."
Pretty much everyone nodded in agreement.
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?Prior to the answer of my creator, I hope you know you CAN be defeated Hikaru, it is just a matter of a tautology, using contradictions in existence to render you non-existant so that you will no longer be a problem.? Lucien spoke those words before he finished.
4 invites 3 and 8 to dinner at their house. What happens?
Trying his best to cook a delectable meal that is both presentable and edible Lucien has been slaving over the food for several hours in advance, and even went so far as to buy some of the food already cooked since he does not trust his own cooking skill. Using a solar laser he roasts the turkey to the exact temperature needed.
Politely excusing himself with the pretense of a stomach ache, Addler would leave as the food would not be edible to him, or at least he would not have adapted to the food yet which means he would survive by not eating it.
Eating a few bites of the turkey, Jay would use his powers as a Templar to rewind it back to normal more as a gag than anything else.
?Sounds like I am a good chef.? Impressed with his cooking skills Lucien does not mind the answer of his creator much.
9 tries to get 5 to go to a strip club.
Personally the reaction I would have would be to get as far away as possible from the Strip Club since not only are those immoral but they are disgusting, and hideous and places that should be avoided at all costs. Simply put, I would stay away from such places. ?Hawkeye
But now for the reactions of 9 and 5
Kallen was frustrated, this was the seventh time Isaac had asked her to go to the club and she had been resolute every time. ?No!?
Isaac ?Come on.?
Kallen pulled out a pistol and shot Isaac in the head with the AM bullet. ?I said no. ?
You need to stay at a friends house for a night. Who do you choose? 1 or 6?
Upon considering the various options and weighing the consequences of either choice, staying with an embodiment who could control Space would prove to be extremely bad for my health, and so I have decided to stay with Haseo instead. ? Michael
2 and 6 are making out. 10 walks in. What is their reaction?
Happy for the fact that his friend had found love, Rezick would let the two of them alone so that they could relax and enjoy themselves. Besides, this might make him a god-father eventually to an embodiment or half embodiment half alchemist. Either way, it is not his place to intervene and so he would walk off.
?It does sound like me.? Rezick admitted.
3 falls in love with 6, 8 is jealous. What happens?
A Templar portal would open near Addler and time would freeze exept for him and Jay. The sword of the ages would be pressed to the throat of Addler by Jay. ?If you hurt her, if you so much as look at her wrong even though I am not a killer I might be inclined to develop amnesia of that fact for a while, capiche??
Paling visibly, Addler nods and goes back to being with Skye.
4 jumps you in a dark alleyway. Who comes to your rescue, 10, 2, or 7?
As Lucien had his creator ensnared in a web of magic, a ball of fire mixed with lightning and other types of destructive attacks in his hand, ready to be unleashed he would suddenly find his muscles lock up and his magic shut down. A weird ray had hit him, and Ezra walked out of the shadows, sighing. ?Lucien, what am I to do with you??
With that, Ezra frees his creator.
1 decides to start a cooking show. Fifteen minutes later, what is happening?
The room overheats due to the microwave exploding as Haseo has no culinary skills whatsoever but is skilled at alchemy. Thus he fails to stop the room from exploding into flames, and the audience and himself are given third degree burns and rushed to the hospital.
3 has to marry either 8, 4, or 9. Who do they choose?
As Addler has mentioned on many cases his disgust for Lucien, he would not marry him and since 8 is also not an option being older than Addler, 9 would be the best option in the case and so Addler would marry Jay.
7 kidnaps 2 and demands something from 5 for 2's release. What is it?
His head.
Everyone gangs up on 3, does 3 have a chance in hell?
No.
Everyone is invited to 2 and 10's wedding except for 8. How do they react?
Appearing one night while Ezra would be asleep, and Rezick would be working Jay would move the bed to the middle of nowhere with Ezra in it. Or he would turn Ezra into an infant perhaps.
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?You have me pegged.? Admitted Jay.
Why is 6 afraid of 7?
Skye would be afraid of Psiko because a Phoenix can reincarnate when they are killed, thus allowing them to escape death and she could not, thus meaning she would die a true death at the hands of Psiko Strand.
1 arrives late for 2 and 10s wedding. What happens and why were they late?
?I am late.? Haseo is running and putting on a tuxedo, because he over slept and heading towards his alchemized limo to get to the wedding quickly. At the wedding when he arrives, it is all over and done.
5 and 9 get roaring drunk and end up at your house. What happens?
When they fall asleep, they would be taken to the police station and dropped off there to sober up so that they would no longer be a problem.
9 murders 2's best friend. What does 2 do to get back at them?
?I?ll end them. ? Cursing the day Jay was born a Templar, Ezra goes throughout his lab and begins to cobble together a ray that would nullify Templar abilities, sort of like a stasis but it would work on the hook as well. Grabbing various bladed weapons, and two regular pistols Ezra teleports to the home of Jay to end him.
6 and 1 are in mortal danger. Only one of them can survive. Does 6 same themselves or 1?
?Over time the power will pass to my successors. You must survive Haseo. For you are a rare person in this galaxy?? Taking her item, Skye impales herself with it, allowing Haseo to make his get away after naming him as her successor.
8 and 3 go camping. For some reason they forgot to bring any food. What do they do?
After about 40 days of camping, Jay is so hungry he does not care that he would normally not do this, but uses his time powers to freeze Addler and then begins to put him in a boiling pot of water, a Zarethian stew sounds lovely.
?I think I will have a Zarethian Stew.?
Once unfrozen, Addler teleports a short distance so as not to get eaten. ?You aren?t eating me.?
5 is in a car crash and is critically injured. What does 9 do?
Holding out his hand, Jay would rewind 5 to a state of being healed.
The quiz is over. How do they all feel?
?Thanks for making me out to be an idiot?? ? Lucien
Ezra ?Now just wait a moment, I?d never marry Rezick.?
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4 invites 3 and 8 to dinner at their house. What happens?
Addler looked at the invitation in dismay. He really, really, really didnt want to go to some stupid dinner where he'd be asked about Zarethian politics the whole damn time. He went back to reading his novel.
Jay didnt very much want to go the dinner either and continued trying to find more people to train as Templars.
Lucien sat alone at his table, his food layed out, for over four hours waiting for his guests. Finally, in a disapointed rage, he threw a fireball at his table and set his house on fire.
9 tries to get 5 to go to a strip club.
Isaac walks into Kallen's command center nonchalantly. "Hey Kallen do yo-"
"No." Kallen replied, even looking up at him as she hurriedly turned off the TV
"You didnt even let me finish." Isaac replied, slightly disapointed but not too suprised.
"Yep."
"But-"
"No. Just no."
Isaac sighed. "Well, youre no fun." He said, walking out.
Kallen sighed and went back to watching Pirates of the Caribean.
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Kallen looked at Isaac. "You were trying to get me to go to a strip club?" She asked, her voice dangerously quiet.
Isaac smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Eheh.... noooooo...."
You need to stay at a friends house for a night. Who do you choose? 1 or 6?
Zak dialed Haseo's number and sat there waiting as it rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Haseo, old buddy old pal... Can I stay over for a while?" Zak asked.
"... Sure. I was just making enchiladas." Haseo replied.
"On second thought..." Zak said, hanging up. He'd go with Skye.
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"Sorry, man." Zak said to Haseo. "I just dont like enchiladas."
2 and 6 are making out. 10 walks in. What is their reaction?
Skye and Ezra were making out on the couch, oblivious to their surroundings. Rezick walked in, took one look at the couple and sighed. He walked back out. He wanted to watch TV, dammit, the two had been there all evening. He was wondering when they would just go to their room and let him watch the Terrorist Channel in peace.
3 falls in love with 6, 8 is jealous. What happens?
Addler and Skye were in the living room, cuddled up together and watching a romantic comedy. The door bell rang. Sighing, Addler got up and went to the door lazily. He opened it up to find only a cardboard box occupying the doorstep. He shrugged and brought it in, shaking it and hearing a muffled rumbling inside it. He closed the door and plopped it down on the kitchen counter.
"Addler? Who was it?" Skye asked from the living room.
"Someone delivering a box." Addler replied, magicing it open. Inside was a package of explosives with a timer on it, set to one second. The timer hit zero and Addler flinched, before noticing it didnt explode. Instead, out popped a little note.
Hey, Addler, its Jay. I bet I gotchya didnt I? Sorry, couldnt resist. Anyways, good luck with Skye. Just, dont hurt her or Ill send a real one of these, okay? Again, best of wishes,
Jay.
Addler read the note carefully and nodded, smiling.
Skye walked up behind him and put her arms around his waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Everything alright?" She asked.
Addler nodded and kissed her forehead. "Yeah. Just some well wishers. Lets get back to that movie." He said. And with that, the happy couple went back to watching their romantic comedy.
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Addler stared at Zak stone facedly.
Kallen nudged him in the ribs playfully. "D'awwwwwww."
4 jumps you in a dark alleyway. Who comes to your rescue, 10, 2, or 7?
"I have you now!" Lucien says triumphantly as he trapped Zak in a magical circle with spikes slowly coming in. "No one can sa-"He started before his head burst into gold flames and he ran around in circles, screaming.
Hikaru appeared from above, simply floating lazily down. He yawned. "So... bored..." Her eyes widened when she saw Zak's watch and promptly set him on fire too.
1 decides to start a cooking show. Fifteen minutes later, what is happening?
The cooking studio was a smouldering ruin with Hasoe, a little crispy but otherwise unharmed, was standing in the middle of the ruin. "I was just trying to make enchiladas..." He whispered before teleporting away disapointedly.
3 has to marry either 8, 4, or 9. Who do they choose?
"No. Fuck. No." Addler said, sitting down in a chair.
"But you have toooooo!" A voice came from above.
Addler twitched. "Fine." He said at last. "Fine, Jay. You seem pretty cool. JUST NO FUCKING TOUCHING." He said, storming off.
7 kidnaps 2 and demands something from 5 for 2's release. What is it?
"I want your head." Hikaru said, smiling evilly.
"Wait what?" Kallen aasked, her eyes wide.
"Your. Head. I want it. Now." Hikaru replied, holding out her hand and tapping her palm with her fingers.
Kallen stared at her. "Fuck you." She said, walking away.
Everyone gangs up on 3, does 3 have a chance in hell?
"Heh... heheh... Im fucked." Addler said, scratching the back of his head.
Everyone is invited to 2 and 10's wedding except for 8. How do they react?
"Well fuck you guys too." Jay said, teleporting away. He didnt need them.
Why is 6 afraid of 7?
She isnt.
1 arrives late for 2 and 10s wedding. What happens and why were they late?
"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK." Haseo said, running around in his normally nice suit. It was rumpled and a little burnt. "Sorry, Im late." He said between heaving breaths as he entered the room. "My enchilada's caught my suit on fire."
5 and 9 get roaring drunk and end up at your house. What happens?
Kallen and Isaac burst into zak's house, in the middle of the street.
"And then, the guy brings out a turkey and starts beating him with it!" Isaac said, laughing drunkenly.
Kallen laughed, sliding against the wall. "His face... you should have seen his face!" She said, laughing.
Zak walked down the stairs and stared at the two with his very own death glare.
"I hate you two. So much." He muttered through gritted teeth.
"Oh come on Zak!" Kallen said, putting her arm around him. "Its fuuuuuun!"
Zak scrunched up his nose at the stench of her breath. "Both of you go take a fucking cold shower." He ordered, slamming the door and going upstairs and back to sleep.
The two looked at each other and laughed. They partied until they passed out at three in the morning. Zak promptly drew on their faces.
9 murders 2's best friend. What does 2 do to get back at them?
Ezra burst into Kallen's pirate chamber. "DAMMIT KALLEN, YOU WITCH!" He yelled, charging up a magical attack.
Kallen sighed. She knew this was going to happen sometime and she promptly shot him in the head with her pulse pistol. He explloded.
6 and 1 are in mortal danger. Only one of them can survive. Does 6 same themselves or 1?
"Go, dammit!" Haseo said, shooing Skye. "The universe needs you more than it needs me!"
"But..." Skye began.
"Dont argue, go!"
Skye gave him one last look and teleported away.
8 and 3 go camping. For some reason they forgot to bring any food. What do they do?
"Dammit, Jay!" Addler cried. "Where is the food!?!"
Jay looked at him incredulously. "You were supposed to bring the food!"
"No I wasnt!"
"Yes you were! You were just too busy freakin smooching Skye to realize it!"
"Oh, so its myyyy fault?"
"Yes, thanks for getting what I've been saying!"
"Wait... We have magic." Addler facepalmed and produced a sandwhich which he promptly nommed.
5 is in a car crash and is critically injured. What does 9 do?
"Shit, shit, shit." Isaac said, pulling Kallen from the wreck of the care and putting his hand on her head, healing her.
The quiz is over. How do they all feel?
Addler looked at Zak stone facedly. "Fuck. You."
Kallen laughed. "Hey, lighten up. At least you got something positive! I got stuck with gramps here!"
Isaac looked vaguely offended. "Just because I choose to look older than you and act senile does not mean I have any grandchildren!"
Kallen rolled her eyes. "Mostly because you couldnt get anyone to have them with."
They continued to bicker.
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"I didn't make the questions, I got them off the internet from a rather popular art meme." Regina muttered when everyone had finished the questioning. "And there's more where that came from."
Hikaru sat glaring at Zak, "How dare that one mixup my gender!" She snapped her finger and Zak's paper lit on fire, along with Michael's just for good measure.
"I needed to grade that!" Regina exclaimed to Hikaru, taking her clipboard and hitting her own forehead with it. Why did she have to bring the character that liked to cause trouble.
"He called me a guy!"
"It was a typo!"
"Oh well. He had terrible writing anyways." Hikaru growled, "And the other one, don't even get me started. I was number 7, not that tech loving idiot over there, you incompetent fool!" Hikaru proceeded to throw her a chair at Michael, which made Regina jump up.
"Alright! ENOUGH! Jeebus A, Zak, from what I could read, B-, you and Hawk just kinda copied off of Jeebus's at parts, and you weren't giving it your all. Hawk... You got quesitons wrong, you mixed up who was who, you refused to use some questions and was bias against them. F- and anything below that! You're supposed to get into the characterization, not become biased in your writing. You may not have liked that question, but it wasn't asking you, it was asking how the characters assigned to that would react, which were Zak's, if you want to be a writer or roleplayer you need to be able to write from all angles, even the ones you are uncomfortable with as a person. It is not you in the situation, it is the characters, you are not the characters, you're just giving them life, that is why it was assigned for everyone to write them in these situations and not just their creator, to see if people could keep them the same no matter who plays them. Even in the most awkward of situations. You and Zak both failed, Jeebus as far as I can see is the only one that kept them the same."
"In other words, either do it right or get the fuck out." Hikaru simplified Regina's words. "And if I EVER catch you typo me as a guy again, I will drag you into my world and destroy you limb from limb. And then when I'm done with you, I'll give your remains over to Kurai."
"Kurai is a perfect example, actually," Regina agreed with Hikaru, "Look at her, she's the complete opposite to what I would ever write. She commits every sin in the book and then some. In awkward and 'out there,' roleplaying, she tops them all, as she is the furthest removed from myself. But it is being able to write her that way despite my own personal morals, that makes it characterization. So Hawk, let's see if you and Zak can do better on these next set of questions. If you fail it this time, I'm bringing Kurai in for example."
"Now that would be amusing," Hikaru remarked off to the side as Regina wrote the next set of questions on the dry-erase board. "You won't have a classroom left."
"Same matchup of characters to numbers, go!" Regina dropped the marker.
10 and 1 start a campaign to rule the world. What happens?
7 announces that he/she is 3's long lost sibling. How does 3 react?
6 and 4 go on a trip to the zoo...
1 falls in love with 2, but 9 is in the way.How does 1 deal with this?
You're stuck in an elevator with 10.
5, 7, and 8, get together for a movie night. What do they watch and how does it go?
3 and 5 meet in a dark alley. Who should be more worried?
2, in a desperate attempt to escape 1, flees to Paris where he/she teams up with 3, 4, and 7, against 1. What happens? Is it enough?
10 has realized how empty life is without 1. Is 1 sympathetic to 10s cries?
7 invites you to a dinner cooked by 3, do you accept? Explain why to whatever your answer is.
6 decides to cut 4's hair. How does it go?
9 announces that he or she never really liked 2 anyways and hooks up with 5. How does 2 react?
8 and 7 get in a fight at the class reunion. What was it about?
Who bails 7 and 8 out of jail: 4, 2, 5, or 3, and what happens when he or she gets there?
1 and 10 are getting married and decide they want 2 as the best man/maid of honor. Is 2 coming quietly?
8 kidnaps 5 because of some unsettled business with 9.Will 9 save 5, or will 7 be 8's opponent again?
6 gets a special present from 4 at his or her birthday. What is it?
You must marry either 2, 4, 6, or 8. What now?
5 is teaching a yoga class with 3 and 8 as the star pupils...
While on their honeymoon, 10 and 1 run into an unexpected foe! Is 7 there for 10 or 1?
OPTIONAL: Draw how 7 got out of jail the second time if he/she was the one who took out 8 in scenario 16.
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10 and 1 start a campaign to rule the world. What happens?
Haseo kicked back in an easy chair and put his feet up on the table before him "So that's the plan." He muttered, hand on an alchemic circle "We fake a wedding, use the gifts to make a giant robot. We then take the country using the giant robot. Put the countrys nukes on the robot; Take over the world." He grinned at Rezick who was nigh on mortified by Haseo's suggestion; Leave Ezra and pretend to marry this fox boy? Never.
Haseo sighed and handed Rezick a phone number "Give me a call when you man up. You can tell your little boyfriend the damn plan if you so badly want so you dont really have to leave him." He walked out of the room.
7 announces that he/she is 3's long lost sibling. How does 3 react?
"You're my SISTER?!?" Addler looked at Hikaru, shocked "But... How is that... How?!?" His eyes were wide as he looked upon his 'sister'.
"Shut up for one second to actually let me explain" The Phoenix Sage growled at her newfound brother "Apparently my mother was somewhat...." She sighed "Promiscuous."
Addler just sort of stared at Hikaru for a while before muttering "Wait...So... I'm from an egg?"
6 and 4 go on a trip to the zoo...
Skye was playing with some sort of small furry animal that caught her eye while Lucien seemed bored. "What's wrong, mortal?" Skye asked her companion, walking over to him while still carrying the creature "Oh and this is my pet now by the way" She smiled.
Lucien sort of shrugged "I don't see the point" He muttered, taking a step past Skye "This doesn't serve a purpose. We should be out using our powers to wipe out the Anrufe or getting Interp-" He was interrupted by Skye throwing her newfound pet at Lucien's head.
"Learn to take a damn break." She seemed kinda angry, she never actually hung out with Lucien so she thought this could have been a good way to further their friendship. She disappeared, somewhat angry with her mortal friend.
1 falls in love with 2, but 9 is in the way. How does 1 deal with this?
"Haseo." Isaac was holding Haseo in a spell circle "It's a love potion. Snap outta it."
Haseo was currently trying to turn the spell circle into an alchemic one using his tail but was failing pretty hard at it "I don't care, I love him." He growled "The second you let me out of this circle I will turn you into fucking st-" Isaac bopped him on the head and the effects of the love potion wore off "....I.... Did I just say I loved Ezra?"
You're stuck in an elevator with 10.
"Soooo.... Know any good knock knock jokes?" James joked, leaning against one of the walls of the elevator. Rezick just remained silent, he didn't like this impertinent man one bit and wasn't about to converse with him... At all.
5, 7, and 8, get together for a movie night. What do they watch and how does it go?
Kallen had decided to throw a movie night not telling either of the two she'd invited who she had invited. Jay and Hikaru had far too much bad blood between them so she thought she'd invite them both and see what went down. She sat with popcorn on her sofa as Jay appeared next to her "What're we watching and where are the nachos?" He joked, grabbing some of her popcorn. "I didn't make any nachos." Kallen sighed... Just for Hikaru now.....
BOOM
Out of nowhere, Hikaru appeared in a golden flash and destroyed Kallen's TV and DVD player "Hmf. Once again magic prevails over te-"
Hikaru would have spouted some crap about how tech was useless if Kallen hadn't suddenly started firing at her.
"THOSE. WERE. EXPENSIVE."
Jay just sat eating Kallen's popcorn. Way better than ANY film he ever saw. Superpowered cat fights for the win.
3 and 5 meet in a dark alley. Who should be more worried?
Neither. They pass by one another each acting to ignore the other.
2, in a desperate attempt to escape 1, flees to Paris where he/she teams up with 3, 4, and 7, against 1. What happens? Is it enough?
"LOVE POTION EH?!" Blasts of orange energies flew by Ezra's head "I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU"
"Ha." Ezra smiled, turning to face Haseo "I made some friends in Paris."
Lucien, Hikaru and Addler appeared by Ezra's side. The battle ensued for a while until Hikaru turned and burned through Lucien and Ezra.
"I'll kill you myself, Fox-Boy." She growled, coming after Haseo on her own while Addler just sort of took a step back.
10 has realized how empty life is without 1. Is 1 sympathetic to 10s cries?
Rezick approached Haseo's home, calling the number Haseo gave him.
"...I'll go through with your plan. I heard about Ezra trying to give you a love potion." Rezick muttered on the phone
"Let's do this shit." Haseo grinned, putting the phone down and stepping outside.
7 invites you to a dinner cooked by 3, do you accept? Explain why to whatever your answer is.
"I wouldn't go near Hikaru for all the money and pleasurable company in the world." James muttered, writing as such on his paper "Ever."
6 decides to cut 4's hair. How does it go?
Since Skye had very little real... Artistic vision, she completely screwed up Luciens hair.
9 announces that he or she never really liked 2 anyways and hooks up with 5. How does 2 react?
Kallen woke up in the strangest way... Ever.
She looked at the senile old man next to her and the weird guy at the foot of her bed holding what seemed to be a gun.
Yeah, this was fucked up.
8 and 7 get in a fight at the class reunion. What was it about?
"All your sage bullcrap couldn't top me even if you were good at it." Jay laughed as he put Hikaru in the way of YET ANOTHER of her attacks. "SHUT UP YOU DAMN BRAT" She kept throwing attack after attack at Jay.
Who bails 7 and 8 out of jail: 4, 2, 5, or 3, and what happens when he or she gets there?
None of them do, but that's okay because their battle escalated far enough to destroy most of the jail too.
1 and 10 are getting married and decide they want 2 as the best man/maid of honor. Is 2 coming quietly?
Ezra tore up his wedding invite alongside putting the phone down when Haseo called him to be best man. He wanted nothing to do with either of them.
8 kidnaps 5 because of some unsettled business with 9.Will 9 save 5, or will 7 be 8's opponent again?
"Don't worry Kallen. I'm mostly just fuckin' with Isaac" Jay grinned. Kallen's movement had been sealed in time so she outright couldn't move.
Suddenly in burst both Hikaru and Isaac...Until Hikaru knocked Isaac out and went for Jay again.
"You don't learn do you?" Jay laughed as he once again fought Hikaru "Just who in the hell do you think I am?"
6 gets a special present from 4 at his or her birthday. What is it?
Skye opened her birthday present to see something completely unexpected. It was a note and a pair of tickets to the zoo. The note read;
I'm sorry. We're going to the zoo tomorrow to make up for it.
- Lucien.
You must marry either 2, 4, 6, or 8. What now?
"Skye. Oh gog a hundred times Skye" James laughed "She's the only woman plus... Damn look at her" He grinned as Skye slapped him. So worth it.
5 is teaching a yoga class with 3 and 8 as the star pupils...
Kallen did not get how she kept getting into these situations. Jay and her father... Star pupils of her yoga class?! Really they caused no trouble but still, it was damn weird.
While on their honeymoon, 10 and 1 run into an unexpected foe! Is 7 there for 10 or 1?
"ENCHILADA MONSTER!" Haseo roared, pointing at the beast "WE HAVE UNFINISHED BUSINESS!!!"
Of course Hikaru didn't show up; She didn't care in the slightest about either of the two married.
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Haseo is one, Ezra has two, Addler is three, Lucien four, Kallen five, Skye six, Hikaru seven, Jay eight, Issac nine, and Rezick ten
10 and 1 start a campaign to rule the world. What happens?
?Okay, here is the plan Haseo. You use your alchemic abilities to produce armies for us. I will build the doomsday machine and conquer the world.?
Freya is hugging Haseo at the moment. ?I?d rather not.?
?Do it or I will kill Freya.?
?Fine?? Haseo finally gives up. Success is achieved at world domination.
7 announces that he/she is 3's long lost sibling. How does 3 react?
?Wait, you can?t be related to me. You are a sage.? Addler runs away, mainly because he doesn?t want to die.
6 and 4 go on a trip to the zoo...
?I hate the zoo.? Lucien complains as Skye drags him around the zoo to the various exhibits. ?Couldn?t we do something else instead??
1 falls in love with 2, but 9 is in the way.How does 1 deal with this?
You're stuck in an elevator with 10.
?So Rezick, how are the kids??
Rezick looked at Hawkeye, his creator. ?You should know moron.? And then his hand lit up with energy, his eyes narrowed as he fired a beam of magic from his hand.
5, 7, and 8, get together for a movie night. What do they watch and how does it go? Transformers. The movie goes well until Hikaru gets into a fight against Jay for Jay boasting he is better.
3 and 5 meet in a dark alley. Who should be more worried? Addler. He is older.
2, in a desperate attempt to escape 1, flees to Paris where he/she teams up with 3, 4, and 7, against 1. What happens? Is it enough? Ezra uses his alchemic powers to overpower Haseo, Addler and Hikaru lend Lucien their magic and Lucien generates Celestial Fire, burning Haseo until he is nothing.
10 has realized how empty life is without 1. Is 1 sympathetic to 10s cries?
No.
7 invites you to a dinner cooked by 3, do you accept? Explain why to whatever your answer is. No. Addler is an old man and would likely mess something up.
6 decides to cut 4's hair. How does it go? Badly for 6, as she would find herself dangling above a pit of molten lava, sulphuric acid and dangling over poisoned spikes.
9 announces that he or she never really liked 2 anyways and hooks up with 5. How does 2 react? Ezra smirks, his plan of drugging the idiot to dislike him has worked.
8 and 7 get in a fight at the class reunion. What was it about?
The Sage Three versus the Templars.
Who bails 7 and 8 out of jail: 4, 2, 5, or 3, and what happens when he or she gets there? Four. Lucien bails them out after Hikaru and Jay have nearly killed each other.
1 and 10 are getting married and decide they want 2 as the best man/maid of honor. Is 2 coming quietly? Ezra ?No way.?
8 kidnaps 5 because of some unsettled business with 9.Will 9 save 5, or will 7 be 8's opponent again? Isaak will save Kallen once more.
6 gets a special present from 4 at his or her birthday. What is it?
A weapon that is not defined by her space abilities.
You must marry either 2, 4, 6, or 8. What now?
Is suicide an option? If not, run AWAY! Oh wait, is 6 skye? If so marrying her might be an option.
5 is teaching a yoga class with 3 and 8 as the star pupils...
Jay and Addler are competing for the affection of the teacher.
While on their honeymoon, 10 and 1 run into an unexpected foe! Is 7 there for 10 or 1? No, seven is not there. Hikaru has better things to do than this.
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"Er, yeah..... Hik, Im just gonnna skip this one..." Zak said tiredly shrugging. "Sorry."
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"Well that's an automatic F." Hikaru remarked to Zak before Regina could say a word.
"I'll have to agree with Hikaru on that one." Regina nodded, "As for the rest of you. Jeebus, A+. I liked how you continued the second set of questions from the first by referring to the relationship between Ezra and Rezick. That shows that you continued the 'story,' that had been created and didn't just start randomly with the second set of questions. Hawkeye..."
Hikaru gave a short laugh and answered before Regina got the chance, "You failed again. I would never in my entire LIFE GIVE YOUR CHARACTERS ACCESS TO CELSTIAL FIRE OR ANY OTHER TYPE OF MAGIC!" Suddenly a fire started under Hawkeye and encircled him. "AND LEARN TO USE THE DAMN QUOTATION KEY!"
"HOWEVER! You did do a bit better than the last, so only a D this time." Regina interrupted. "Alright. For your next assignment..." She took her wrote on the dry erase board, what looked to be an internet link. Laptops suddenly appeared in front of each roleplayer, and what looked like a type of barcode scanner attached to it.
"First and foremost... please don't kill me. Second. You will be genderbending your character. However! The link I gave you is to yet another art meme. This one you will fill out. When you do, take the scanner and point it to your character. When scanned they will enter the life you have set for them." A door appeared on the opposite side of the room as Regina talked. "In that room will be the lives merged. This means each life that was created for your character will merge with one another and create a world. Creators enter through there and you can observe the world and lives you have created your newly genderbent characters..."
"WHAT?!" Hikaru set the remainder furniture on fire and glared.
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SO! Okay. As I said, you will genderbend your characters. Boys to girls, girls to boys. Yeaaah. HOWEVER, you will fill this out in writing.
http://cazzyx3.deviantart.com/art/Adventure-Meme-73864392 Where it says draw on some of them, you will instead fill it out and write it out and submit here. That's the FIRST part of the assignment.
The second, (remember this whole topic is IC.) You will RP scanning your character into the lives you just set for them and RPing the life as well as you yourself watching that merged life in the newly created room. If you have any questions, PM or IM me.
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WIP
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"You know what!" Regina announced after LITERAL days had gone by. "This is taking too damn long and I have other things to teach before I forget them all."
Hikaru rolled her eyes. "That's why you're supposed to write them down."
"Oh shut up."
"Make me."
"Grr... ANYWAYS. The assignment I gave before can be counted as an extracurricular assignment that will get you nothing in this class except show off points and bragging rights.. I'm sure at least ONE of you will want that. So moving on!" Regina placed down the clipboard. "Just not in this room. Since that idiot principal in charge, K2323 decided to break the classes into levels. We're going to the Intermediate classroom."
A door appeared after she had said that.
"Oh joy," Hikaru remarked. "Whatever ever could you have planned now? Oh wait! Nothing! Because you're making this up as you along."
"No... I'm.. Not. Agh! Just change classrooms."
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Jay breathed out a sigh of relief for not having to become a woman....Yet.
James laughed and lead his menagerie of characters into the next room.
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Taji, Lucien, Rezick, Ken, Zane and the others all breathed a sigh of relief as well. No one liked to be gender bent, and for suggesting such a thing they might fry Hikaru. At least it hadn't come to that indignity. Plus, most of them knew they wouldn't probably have the same stuff as boys as they would as girls. Hawkeye looked at Hikaru and said to her. "Well, looks like we've also stepped up a grade." He then walked through the door.
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Addler and Kallen honestly werent paying much attention at this point and both were snoring right next to one another. Isaac simply raised an eyebrow but shrugged. He'd been through a lot of experiences as a four thousand year old sage. Zak shrugged and bit his lip distractedly as he followed her out of the room.