zєяσ to ɦєяσ in no time ||Testing Thread||

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

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★ MILES ASHBURN the KEEPER
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tab PLAYER since --- fourth year
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tab tab ▆⋮ ⊕ good reflexes and eyesight
tab tab ▆⋮ ⊖ easily bored and distracted
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tab tab ▆⋮ no-maj born
tab tab ▆⋮ sixteen
tab tab ▆⋮ taron egerton
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tab ★★★★★-- cleansweep eleven
tab TRIVIA --- has a tendency to fall asleep on his broom during practice if not actively doing something.

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★ CASSANDRA JAMES the BEATER
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tab PLAYER since --- third year
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tab tab ▆⋮ ⊕ very strong and decent aim
tab tab ▆⋮ ⊖ gets easily flustered and nervous
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tab tab ▆⋮ half-maj
tab tab ▆⋮ fourteen
tab tab ▆⋮ kiersey clemons
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tab ★★★★★-- nimbus 2000
tab TRIVIA --- hit her own brother by accident during her first game. he has yet to forgive her

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★ ISABEL KINGSLEY the BEATER
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tab PLAYER since --- sixth year
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tab tab ▆⋮ ⊕ excellent aim and aggressive
tab tab ▆⋮ ⊖ overly aggressive and not very strong
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tab tab ▆⋮ half-maj
tab tab ▆⋮ seventeen
tab tab ▆⋮ ruby rose
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tab ★★★★★-- comet 290
tab TRIVIA --- famous for publicly making out with her girlfriend, Jacqueline, whenever she wins a game

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★ MATTHEW JAMES the CHASER
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tab PLAYER since --- what year they started quidditch
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tab tab ▆⋮ ⊕ excellent passer and good at trick shots
tab tab ▆⋮ ⊖ easily distracted and not very aggressive
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tab tab ▆⋮ half-maj
tab tab ▆⋮ eighteen
tab tab ▆⋮ keiynan lonsdale
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tab ★★★★★-- nimbus 2000
tab TRIVIA --- a good player, but often gets hit by bludgers because he's too distracted and worried about Cassandra

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★ JACQUELINE BELMORE the CHASER
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tab PLAYER since --- second year
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tab tab ▆⋮ ⊕ agile and fast
tab tab ▆⋮ ⊖ doesn't aim well from far away
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tab tab ▆⋮ no-maj born
tab tab ▆⋮ fifteen
tab tab ▆⋮ anna speckhart
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tab ★★★★★-- comet 290
tab TRIVIA --- gives the other team's fan's the bird whenever she scores

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

These єүєş have şєєη no ςσηvιcτιση
Just ℓιєş and мσrє ςσητra∂ιςτιση
So τєℓℓ мє what would you şaү
ι'∂ şaү its uρ to мє

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Can't ƒιη∂ a ԍσσ∂ яєaşση
Can't find ɦσρє to вєℓιєvє in

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

role ;; non-cursed; teacher
username ;; ZeroToHeroInNoTime
samples ;; you know what I got. =p
alias ;; Shouhei Takishima
human form ;; twenty six
gender ;; male

takishima, shouhei

ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ

ＮＡＭＥ ;
Shouhei Takishima
ＮＩＣＫＮＡＭＥＳ;
shou-chan, shouhei, takishima-sensei, shou-sensei, whatever other nickname you come up with
ＡＧＥ ;
twenty six
ＧＥＮＤＥＲ ;
male
ＳＥＸＵＡＬＩＴＹ;
yes. (bisexual)
ＷＥＩＧＨＴ;
shhhhh, we don't talk about that (153 lbs)
ＨＥＩＧＨＴ;
5' 10"
ＷＨＡＴ ＡＮＩＭＡＬ ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＣＵＲＳＥＤ ＷＩＴＨ？;
extremely good looks (non-cursed)
ＲＥＳＩＤＥＮＣＥ;
he shares a two bedroom apartment with his roommate, Mamoru Matsuoka. His room is normally messy as hell as he has tendency to be a little careless. Lucky for his roommate, however, he's usually pretty good about keeping that contained to his bedroom.
ＯＣＣＵＰＡＴＩＯＮ;
High School History Teacher

ｂａｃｋｓｔｏｒｙ

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ＴＲＡＩＴＳ;

❀ Forgetful
❀ Irresponsible
❀ Relaxed
❀ Vain
❀ Cheerful
❀ Absentminded
❀ Compassionate
❀ Fun-loving
❀ Flirtatious

ＢＩＯＧＲＡＰＨＹ;
Shouhei began his life just like any normal kid. In fact, his life for the first few years of his life were so normal, it was boring. His parents met in high school, got married when they were old enough, and had little Shouhei. As was said, normal. It didn't stay that way though. When Shouhei was about five years old, his parents got divorced when his mother decided that she preferred women over men. While normally that kind of statement might cause some resentment among some people, his father took it rather well. In fact, the couple still stay in touch and the man even introduced his ex-wife to her eventual girlfriend.

At that point, he his time switching between the two households. While, technically, his official home was with his mother, who had custody over him, he spent an equal amount of time at both houses. His father remarried when Shou was seven and his new wife was...exuberant. She was a kindergarten teacher and decided, upon meeting her new son, that the boy was just the cutest thing that she had ever seen and proceeded to shower him with an overabundance of love every time she saw him. His mother eventually moved in with her girlfriend who was also her own special brand of interesting. She was the type that not only liked to have fun, but liked to convince everybody around her to have fun as well.

And it was probably due to that he developed an strong tolerance of the strange. As he got older, very little bothered him, made him think it was 'odd'. He had 'odd' all at home and, honestly, he liked it. It made life interesting. Maybe that made him a little 'odd' too. And, in general, that was the general opinion of him as he made his way through school. Odd, kind of different. Fun as hell, a good guy and fun to hang out with, but odd. And he was completely ok with that.

He put off deciding what to do with his life following high school for about a year. During that time, he backpacked around Asia and Europe, enjoying himself and basically doing what he liked. It sounds like a waste of time, but it actually got him interested in world history. Enough so that when he returned to Japan to settle down, he decided to pursue a career as a history teacher. Eventually, he got employed by the same high school that he attended and he's been working there since.

ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ

ＭＥＮＴＡＬ ＨＥＡＬＴＨ;
He's an oddball, but for the most part he is mentally sound. He is extremely forgetful, enough so that its been suggested more than once that something is wrong. In reality though, he is pretty sound of mind.
ＰＨＹＳＩＣＡＬ ＨＥＡＬＴＨ;
In general, he is pretty average. He's never been the most athletic of guys, but he's not a total weakling either. He's had no major health problems and while he's not as in shape as he probably should be, he's not out of shape either.

ｅｘｔｒａ

ＢＯＮＵＳ;

❀ Nobody should ever let him near a stove. Ever. Its a bad idea. The only thing he is capable of cooking is cereal.
❀ He's always had light colored hair but went totally grey when he was sixteen. Don't mention it. Literally, Don't. Mention. It.
❀ He likes to go figure skating when he has the time. He finds it extremely relaxing.

ＰＥＴＳ;
a ferret named Uzu-chan whom he usually carries around with him and sneaks into work.
ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳＨＩＰＳ;
kiriya sohma ;; the god ❀ relationship
kazuo sohma ;; the snake ❀ relationship
hibiki sohma ;; the dog ❀ relationship
fumio sohma ;; the dragon ❀ relationship
ryuichi sohma ;; the ox ❀ relationship
miho sohma ;; the tiger❀ relationship
junya sohma ;; the rat ❀ relationship
name sohma ;; the rooster ❀ relationship
hisoka sohma ;; the rabbit ❀ relationship
chiharu sohma ;; the monkey ❀ relationship
daichi sohma ;; the boar ❀ relationship
chiasa sohma ;; the sheep ❀ relationship
asumi sohma ;; the horse ❀ relationship
name sohma ;; the cat ❀ relationship
ayumi sato ;; the outsider ❀ relationship
kaili chiba ;; the outsider ❀ relationship
mamoru matsuoka ;; the outsider ❀ relationship

ZeroToHeroInNoTime

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

ιη the мι∂∂ℓє of τɦιş
ηєvєя єη∂ιηԍ road
I ∂ση'τ know єxąςτℓү ωɦєяє it is
That ωє'яє şuρρσşє∂ to ԍσ

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For once, when Ash got up that morning, he didn't immediately roll over and go back to bed. Normally, he took his time getting ready. Normally, he didn't see the point in rushing. It had caused no amount of headaches for others (particularly when it made him late for classes or meetings with classmates) but it still hadn't made him change his ways.

Today was different though. So when he got up, he resisted the urge to pull the blankets over his head and forced himself to get out of bed. Even so, he was still sluggish and sleepy; it took him three tries to get the shirt over to bed. By the time he had finished getting himself dressed and ready for the day though, he was mostly awake. Enough so to realize that even so, he was running later than he had wanted to.

Felix had decided that searching the castle wasn't enough and was planning on taking the opportunity to search the Haunted Woods. And Ash wasn't exactly thrilled. There were reasons why students were warned to stay out of the woods; they weren't safe. People had died there. But was that going to stop Felix? No. Since he couldn't convince the girl not to go in, the least he could do is be there to try and bring her back out alive. That made him feel slightly better. Not by much, but slightly.

The problem now was that Felix was usually pretty impatient and, well, Ash wasn't usually one to rush like he was now. He was official late. He made a pit stop at the hall to pick up some breakfast to go (Ash did not run well on an empty stomach) before making a dash for their agreed meeting spot, trying not to choke as he shoved bites of toast into his mouth.

He half expected her to have left without him. But there she was, sitting on a bench that overlooked the lake. "Sorry!" he huffed as he approached. As he got close, he slowed and took a moment to catch his breath, thankful that she had been patient enough to hang around for him.

Sufficiently recovered, he glanced at her, spotting the cup of butterbeer steaming in her hand. If he had forgotten anything in his mad dash, it was something to wash down his breakfast. In his defense, he probably would have spilled it anyway. "Don't suppose you have any for me?" he said with a note of hope in his voice. It was unlikely -he only saw one cup- but hey a guy could hope. "Maybe you're willing to share a bit with me...?" he voice went a little sly there, suggestive and flirty. Nobody said he wasn't shameless. Besides, maybe a little light flirting will put her in a good mood and make her see his way.

Speaking of which, he had something serious to say. Or, rather, something to repeat. He didn't think he'd be able to convince her, but he had to try. Just the thought of something happening to her because she decided to risk going into the Haunted Wood to try and find Gwen's body. He missed Gwen too and her loss hurt, but he didn't want to find out what happened if it meant he might lose another friend. "Do we really have to go? We're warned away from the Haunted Woods for a reason, you know. And I'm kind of fond of living. Leave that place alone, it's dangerous. I'm sure there's other places you haven't searched yet." He didn't bother to add 'less dangerous places'. From his experience with his twin, not to mention his own feelings towards most things, mentioning such a thing rarely aided in convincing somebody.


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They'll ηєvєя bring me ∂σωη
'ςąuşє it is where we're мєąητ to go
I ƒєєℓ it in my şσuℓ

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

There ωąş a τιмє when I was ąℓσηє
ησωɦєяє to ԍσ and no place to call ɦσмє
My only ƒяιєηd was the мąη in the мσση
ąη∂ єvєη şσмєτιмєş he would ԍσ ąωąү, too

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If there was an upside to being deaf, it was that alarm clocks were useless. He had never experienced one, but he had heard that they made an extremely annoying sound. If that was true, he was kind of glad that he had missed out on that experience.

The hearing, however, didn't understand that alarm clocks weren't the only annoying way to wake up.

The faint vibration of the bed and floor boards had Hibiki waking up earlier than he would have (if the clock by the bed was anything to go by). Sleepy, it took his brain a moment to try and figure out what it possibly could be from. When he had it though, he groaned and got up out of bed. He didn't know why he still lived on the Estate. Even without his hearing, it was still noisy as hell and nearly impossible to relax. He really ought to move out.

He really, really wished he could ignore it. The hearing could put in earplugs or headphones to block out annoying sound. He couldn't block out physical sensations. He could only equate it to being poked over and over again. What's more, it was getting worse, the vibrations 'louder'. It had just been one person being obnoxious before, but now there were more stomping about. Ugh, didn't these people sleep? Or, at the very least, not stomp around like they were elephants so early in the morning?

Ugh, he couldn't take it. Not bothering to change out his sleepwear (simply a pair of plain grey pajama pants) he yanked his door opened and proceeded down the hall towards the source of the of the disturbance. To his complete shock (that was sarcasm), Daichi was at the center of this. She seemed to be arguing with Junya or something, he wasn't entirely sure. He was too pissed to try reading their lips. He stalked up to the both of them and began signing furiously and rapidly. "Are the two of you ******** kidding me?! Can you not make so much god damn noise so early in the morning? Some people want to sleep without feeling like they are in the middle of an earthquake." Never mind that none of that probably got through to them; it was satisfying enough just 'yell'.

He huffed, calming down enough to realize that the two of them weren't the only ones there. Chiasa was also there and, if he had to guess, she appeared to be laughing. Whatever it was the two of them were saying, it had apparently amused her. Of all the zodiac, she was one of the few liked best; he supposed he could forgive them for the rude awakening. Or at least try to. He gave the younger girl a brief, rare smile and mussed her hair. "Aghhh, whatever." he mumbled aloud before heading towards the kitchen. Now that he was awake, he needed breakfast otherwise he was going to snap at people. More so than he already did.


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As we şσąяє∂ ąвσvє the town that ηєvєя ℓσvє∂ me
I realized I ƒιηąℓℓү had a ƒąмιℓү

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

★ AISLINN JAMES

TYPE : psychic
POKEMON: espeon
AGE: eighteen
GENDER: female
TEAM: Umbreon, Dragonair, Cyndaquil, Seadra
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PRONOUNS: female, she/her
TIMEZONE: mountain
SKYPE: zeros.the.hero
SAMPLES: PUT IT IN A LINK
USERNAME: ZeroToHeroInNoTime

★ IAN ALBARN

TYPE : flying
POKEMON: fearow
AGE: twenty one
GENDER: male
TEAM: pokemon team, no legends or myths

★ NATHANIEL FRAY

TYPE : water
POKEMON: totadile
AGE: sixteen
GENDER: male
TEAM: pokemon team, no legends or myths

★ WILLIAM FRAY

TYPE : dragon
POKEMON: altaria
AGE: twenty three
GENDER: male
TEAM: lycanroc, ninetales, pachirisu, zorua, sawsbuck, vaporeon

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

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[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

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I'll tell you a tale of the BOTTOMLESS BLUE

X X X X X X X X X XAnd it's HEY to the starboard, heave-ho

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X{LOOK OUT}, lad, a mermaid be waiting for you

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XIn mysterious fathoms BELLOW



s**t, she was late.

Training usually had Ash trained to get up early anyway, but she had set aside extra time that morning to take a dip in the sea. It was relatively safe; it had years since Ash had left home and her family didn't have search parties looking for her much anymore. Besides, even if she had come to surface in order to pursue her dream, she was still a child of the sea and did miss the ocean dreadfully. She needed to take a swim, stretch her fins.

She had long ago found a small, secluded cove, tucked away, hidden and mostly forgotten by the land folk. Perfect spot to be left alone. So she had allowed herself to relax, stretch out a bit, let the waves carry her as she soaked in the sunshine.

The problem was that she had allowed time to get away from her and she needed to be back at the palace. As in now. She scrambled to shore and hoisted herself out of the water, ignoring the usual, strange sensation of her tail splitting into two, long legs. Her body she dried as quickly as possible. Her hair, however, was a lost cause; she managed a wet braid that soaked the back of the uniform that she stumbled into. She was hardly polished and perfect, but she was passable at least and that would have to do.

Ten minutes later, she was sprinting down the halls of the palace, heading towards the wing that housed the Crown Princess of the country. Already, she could see her superior in front of the heir's door, waiting for her. He didn't look happy, but he rarely was. Captain Kingsley(she always thought his name hilarious, considering he was in charge of the King's guard) was stern even on his best of days and as irritable as a shark with a sore fin on his worst. And Aislinn did seem to bring out the worst in him. It didn't help that she didn't always show him the respect he deserved. "You're late." he grumbled irritably as she approached.

She tried to compose her face into a serious expression. "I'm sorry, sir. Won't happen again."

The Captain shook his head and gave a very resigned sigh."Don't lie, you're terrible at it." He fixed her with a gaze that usually had men standing perfectly straight and hoping that they didn't do anything wrong. "This kind of behavior can't happen again. This isn't training where you make a mistake and its all ok. You screw up, the Princess is dead. And then you're dead because I'll be in trouble for assigning you so I'll kill you myself."

Ash couldn't help it there; she gave a short snort of a laugh that just seemed to make the man even more angry. The frown lines bracketing his mouth deepened."This is serious, Aislinn. I would have assigned somebody more experienced, but your the only one with the right requirements."

"Meaning I'm the only girl." she stated plainly, a small grin forming.

"Meaning you're the fastest endurance runner among all my men." That was true, but she was never quite sure if that was genetics or a bit of the mermaid slipping through. She was definitely a strong swimmer, most merfolk were considering they spent there entire lives swimming through and against ocean currents. A strong tail translated to strong legs she supposed? She still didn't see why this was important though. "The Princess is extremely...active and we need a guard that can keep up."

"You're a great warrior, Aislinn. Better than most of the numbnuts that I train. Now prove it." That was almost...sweet. She'd have to stow that comment away to tease him with it later. "Now, you're about to be formally introduced to the princess, at which time you'll officially be her bodyguard. You won't be the only one, there will be a guard to take night shifts or when you need time off, but you'll be in charge of her protection. You are to report in if you notice anything strange. Understood?" She nodded sharply which earned her a look of approval."Excellent."

He turned and knocked on the door. As he did so, she did a quick self inventory of herself. She uniform was slightly wrinkly, hardly crisp like the Captains, but it was neat and clean and well taken care of. She was a little wet and nothing could be done about the smell of the ocean that clung to her, but overall she ought to be ok. Passable, as long as her new charge wasn't a perfectionist.

The door opened and the Captain and her bowed to the owner of the room. "Good morning, Your Highness. I've just come to introduce the bodyguard that has been assigned to you."

"Aislinn Blackthorne, Your Highness. It is a pleasure to meet you. Rest assured that I will keep you safe." she said, using her most formal and polite voice. With that she straightened so that she could get a good look at her charge.


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[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

♕ █▐▐ ►» the PIRATE → CASPIAN AEGEUS KINGSLEY

XXXXX TWENTY FIVE || MALE || ZEROTOHEROINNOTIME
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Cass has lived most of his life on the sea. Some might call him a pirate, but that's such a harsh term. He's a business man who may or may not be willing to do some things outside the law. Normally, he'd hate to be stuck in one place, but a storm has damaged his ship so he's to shore at least till repairs are done. In the mean time, he's got to make the most of his time here. There's a great reward out for anybody who can catch the person who made an attempt on the heir's life, a reward that Cass would love to cash in on. Provided he's able to catch the would be assassin. What's more, there's a rumor that the king's b*****d is a bit obsessed with mermaids and wants proof. People think the boy is crazy, but not Cass. After all, a mermaid once saved his life. He believes the b*****d and is willing to catch the mermaid himself. As long as there is gold to be made.

[ZeroToHeroInNoTime]

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X X X X X X X X X XYou know you're doing better on your o w n, so don't buy in

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X{LIVE} right now, just be yourself

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XIt doesn't m a t t er if its good enough for
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Blood. Lots of it. The swish and slick sound of metal slicing through the air and then colliding with flesh. Screams, the screams of her campers, her half-siblings, running for her lives. They were important, but there was one more so than the others. And he was missing. Where was he? She couldn't find him. Everywhere she looked, he wasn't there. Just more blood, screams, and fleeing campers...

Quinn woke with a start, sitting straight up in her sleeping bag, sweating and gasping for air. It took her a moment to calm, to realize that it was just a nightmare. She had a similar dream just about every night for the last week. She had no idea why she kept having the damn nightmare but wished it would stop. Beyond not wanting to relive the hellish event that was a week ago, the whole thing made her want to cry. And Quinn didn't cry; she had work to do.

A glance at the sky told her it was morning, a couple hours since the sun had risen. She hadn't slept this late in forever. She felt like she had already wasted half the day. Half a day that she could have spent looking for Joel.

Not that it would have done her any good, thinking realistically. Quinn had spent the last week combing the woods around the camp, looking for her brother and he was nowhere to be found. Another week searching the same areas she had already been would do her no good. So she had to think; if he was not near Camp Half-Blood, where could he be? Chances were that he had either died in the attack or had been captured, neither of which she wanted to consider. Another option, one that she was leaning on, was that instead of hanging around, where there was a chance he might get capture by any patrol that might go by, he continued farther out to look for shelter. There was a motel nearby that was owned by a son of Hermes; she had used it once before on a quest. Joel could have gone there. At the very least, it was worth checking out.

Besides, she'd love to sleep on a bed. And have a hot shower.

So she packed up her meager campsite. All her stuff fit neatly into a large, oversized backpack; thin fleece sleeping bag, water bottle, bow, a wad of cash and drachmas, etc. She had, luckily, had the foresight to keep a bag always packed near her bed (she couldn't be sure if it was her intuition at work or just good planning) and, upon realizing the fight was lost, had snatched it during her escape. She stomped out her fire, taking care to try and leave no trace that she was there, knotted her hair into a braid down her back and started hiking.

A couple hours later, she was looking on Motel Maddock. It was hardly a five star establishment, but it sure has hell looked like it in comparison to the woods. She'd take what she could get.

She was about to head to the front desk (she was already anticipating weird looks for her appearance which, at best, could be considered homeless chic) when car caught her peripheral vision. Not a car, a van. A familiar looking van. 'No, it couldn't be. He wasn't even at Camp Half-Blood during the attack, what are the chances that he's here now?' she thought herself as she approached. But the closer she got, the more likely it seemed: this was Scott Zhang's van. And it would be so damn nice to see a friendly face right about now.

She gave several good thumps on the side before wrenching the door open. "Hey stranger." she said as she leaned in through the door to look at the occupant, a wicked grin on her face. "Your van is cool and all, but I'm pretty sure motels like it when sleep in their rooms and not their parking lots." She didn't wait for an invitation before climbing inside, pulling her backpack off to get comfortable as she went. Her smile turned genuine as she mad herself at home. "How's it going, Scott?"


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X X X X X X X X X XWould you turn your back on m e ?

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XAnd if I seem d a n g e r o u s,

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XWould you be SCARED?



Elijah was pretty sure he was supposed to be at camp.

The attack had already been a week ago but there was still much to do. Sorting out their few prisoners was one thing, adjusting to their new home away from home was another, but they also had to track down some more demigods. Children of the Big Three, he understood; Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. They had managed to get a Zeus child already (it had almost been too easy; he believed the kid was paralyzed?) but the other two were still missing.

He hadn't bothered to mention to Gideon that he had fought a daughter of Poseidon, a red-headed girl, during the attack on camp. Mostly because he didn't want to admit to the man that he had failed; the girl had made a run for it about half way through the fight and he had decided that it was better to continue trying to secure the camp instead of chase one little girl through unfamiliar woods. Looking back, he probably should have chased; Gideon had made it clear that those demigods were a priority.

Yeah, no, best not to mention such a thing. The girl could only run for so long; it was inevitable that she would be tracked down eventually. Isabella was good at that sort of thing.

Still, there were things at the camp to be done. So why wasn't he there? Honestly, he didn't think he was particularly useful at the moment. He was not exactly a good information extractor. He could peer at others memories occasionally, but it was difficult to say the least. He equated it to something like painting; it was a lot easier to paint a giant slab of color than it was to paint something in minute detail. He had the erasing part down pat, he was very good at just getting rid of memories in general, even only certain memories. But trying to look for a certain memory without changing a single thing? That was tricky. Whether he wanted to or not, he left some change on a person's memories, even if it was only forgetting him, they weren't exactly trustworthy for information sources.

What he was, however, was very good hiding. With his skill, surprising the camp had been almost easy. All he had to do was get close enough, touch the guard and that was it. They forgot that there had ever been twelve demititans approaching the camp till it was too late.

None of that was the point now though. The point being, until Gideon had something for him to do, he was basically kicking his heals. So he had decided to go out. Not far, he wasn't that stupid. Just to a diner, to get some coffee. Camp Half-Blood had coffee, sure, but everybody knew that diner coffee was the good s**t. He didn't want to think about the possibly did to it, but it tasted delicious so he was going to treat himself. A congrats on the attack, he supposed. Also, a small part admitted, because he needed to get away from the group. He hadn't lived with so many people since he had been in foster care and it was, admittedly, making him a little anxious. He needed space.

So he had headed out, hitched a ride to nearest diner to camp. He had gotten out of the car and was about to head towards the door till he spotted a girl walking out. A red-headed girl. A familiar, red-headed girl. The daughter of Poseidon.

He wasn't inclined to believe that he had gotten lucky; he had never been lucky in his entire life. What this was a coincidence. Whatever you wanted to call it though, didn't matter. He was not about to waste this opportunity. He fingered the pocket knife (his sword's sheathed form; much easier to walk around with in the mortal world than having it belted to hips) in his jeans, wrapping his fingers around the smooth hilt and rubbing his thumb over the release switch, as he started after with a smooth, quick gait.

He had failed once before. He didn't intend to do so again.


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I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school

X X X X X X X X X Xnever going, never showing up when we had to

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X{ATTENTION} that we crave, don't tell us to behave

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XI'm sick of always hearing "ACT YOUR AGE"



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X X X X X X X X X Xeverything inside of me just wanted to FIT IN

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XEverything I t r i e d to be

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XJust wouldn't SETTLE IN



"I don't approve."

Doctor Sinclair had been saying this for days, but that still hadn't stopped Oliver from packing his things. Oliver didn't consider himself to be stubborn, but he wasn't about to just change his mind just because his father disapproved. The man disapproved of a great many things that his creation did. If it was up to the good doctor, he wouldn't even be out and about in the world.

Oliver continued packing his few belongs as he spoke, speaking loud and clear so that his cellphone would pick up his vocals. He had the thing set to speaker, but it didn't always go through perfectly. "I understand and I'm sorry that we do not agree." he said in a mild, amiable tone. As much as it annoyed Oliver, he needed Doctor Sinclair. Beyond some income that he received from the man, he was also the only human who knew about his construction and how to fix him when something wrong. Oliver didn't have a normal healing response, or any response at all, when he got injured. He could sew himself back together again, and had a few times, but he wasn't truly fixed until he went to see Doctor Sinclair. So it was best to stay on the man's good side.

Besides, he was the only person he could even consider as family. It's not like Oliver had any biological parents. Unless you wanted to count the ones of the bodies used to make him. Which he did not.

"I have to go now, I will contact you later. Good bye." He clicked the button to end the call before he could hear the older man's response. It was probably rude, but he could chalk it up to being in a hurry. Oliver wasn't sure how good of a liar he was, but the Doctor had once commented that he had an excellent 'poker face' which he took to mean that his facial expressions didn't usually give away what he was feeling.

He didn't have that many belongings and no furniture to speak of (his last apartment had come furnished), so packing was easy. He fit everything he owned into four boxes and a suitcase. His father might not approve of him living outside the laboratory, but he wasn't about to let his creation go without. He wanted his creation taken care of at the very least. So the man had already bought some essential furniture for Oliver and had it shipped to his new place.

He took care of the last bit of paperwork with his last place and hopped into a cab. It wasn't far and its not like his things were heavy. They were, however, awkward to carry and he'd rather not struggle with it for several blocks. Roughly ten minutes later, he had arrived. He waited until the cab had driven away before he picked up all his things. They weren't heavy, at least not to him. He was not unaware that he was stronger than normal humans and knew it was best not to display his superior strength when he could help it.

Still, the boxes were large and not fun to try and balance. He managed to get into the house ok, but misjudged and didn't see a table or the contents on top of it. The corner of a box knocked whatever it was off the top and shattered it. He winced at the sharp clatter and was more careful when setting the boxes down so he could observe the mess that he just made. There was glass everywhere and he was pretty sure whatever it was that he had just broke was not fixable.

He glanced around, trying to see if anybody was around that he could apologize to. There was nobody in immediate sight, but there was the smell of fresh coffee coming from kitchen and the faint noise of people moving around upstairs. So he wasn't alone in the house. "Hello?" he called up the stairs. He hesitated for a second. Manners said that he was supposed to apologize face to face. However, he couldn't just leave a mess in the middle of the floor where somebody could injure themselves. He debated for a moment. "I apologize to whoever's item I just broke. It was an accident." he continued to shout before he turned and tried to hunt for a broom and dust pan. He could always use his hands if necessary, but he'd rather not cut up his hands if he could help it.


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:tab::tab:LINK TO SAMPLES :: [url=http://www.gaiaonline.com/forum/test-forum/zero-s-samples-thread/t.77656751/]here[/url]
:tab::tab:AGE OF FACECLAIM :: [color=#3D3D3D]twenty six[/color]
:tab::tab:QUESTIONS :: [color=#3D3D3D]nope, I'm good~[/color][/color][/size]
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:tab::tab:AGE OF FACECLAIM :: [color=#3D3D3D]twenty two[/color]
:tab::tab:QUESTIONS :: [color=#3D3D3D]I'm all good[/color][/color][/size]
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:tab:▆[size=9][color=#3D3D3D]⋮ keeper | quidditch captain [/color][/size]
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★ FINNEGAN ALBARN the SEEKER
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tab PLAYER since --- second year
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tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: defense
tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: strength
tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: strategy
tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: balance
tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: spirit
tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: morality
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tab ★★★★★-- nimbus 2000
tab TRIVIA --- during a game his fourth year, he went to catch the snitch, missed, and nearly swallowed it by accident.

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★ HUNTER MATTHEWS the CHASER
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tab CAPTAIN since -- fifth year
tab PLAYER since --- second year
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tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: defense
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tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: spirit
tab tab ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ :: morality
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tab ★★★★★-- cleansweep eleven
tab TRIVIA --- gives the other team's fan's the bird whenever she scores

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X X X X X X X X X XYou know you're doing better on your o w n, so don't buy in

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X{LIVE} right now, just be yourself

X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X XIt doesn't m a t t er if its good enough for
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"It's your move, Evander."

The teen, of course, ignored him. Or, rather, it was better to say that he was distracted by 'better things' than his older brother.

Evander and Finn were completely opposite in many ways. Beyond just their looks (Evander had inherited their mothers lighter coloring while Finn had dark hair like their father), their personalities couldn't be more different. While Finn usually wished he could turn off his veela charm, that indeterminate quality about himself that seemed to attract people, Evander had totally embraced that side of their blood. If anything, he profited greatly from it. He often sold their mothers beauty products and potions to gaggle of girls that followed him around (their mother didn't mind, as long as she got a cut of the profit).

Finn didn't normally mind what his brother did as long as it didn't involve him. Like it did now. The two of them were supposed to being a nice game of wizard chess, but Evander kept flirting and winking at the crowd of girls watching them. What was worse, every once and awhile, the girls would turn their attention to Finn. And he was getting really uncomfortable, really fast.

He couldn't take it anymore. This was supposed to be a library for god's sake. He leaned over the chest board, flushing hotly as the girl closest to his brother sighed and her eyes glazed over with adoration. "I forfeit. I'll play you later." he muttered, avoiding making eye contact with the girl. His brother smiled distractedly at him, nodded, and the devoted his attention back to flirting

As much as Finn wanted to find a corner in the library to hide in, it was unlikely he would finds such a thing at the moment. With their combined veela charm, they had attracted quite a few people and the library was unusually busy. He would find no peace here, not at the moment. He had been planning on heading to Ilvershire later, but as his morning had just opened up, he might as well head now.

He pulled the hood of his vest up over his curls as he headed out of the castle and down the path on the mountain towards the village. It took him awhile, he was in no rush so he took his time to enjoy the weather, but eventually he made it Ilvershire.

He headed into the Wing & Wyvern, trying not to blush as he smiled at the too friendly bartender on duty. His favorite corner of the tavern was open so hurried over before it was taken. The tarvern keeper brought over a mug of cauldron cola as he was pulling a newspaper out of his messenger bag and he thanked her as she winked and walked away. The woman was sweet on him, as most people were, but she didn't hit on him which was nice. He probably should be more bothered by getting free drinks from her all the time, but he had to admit at times like this having his charm was pretty awesome.

He opened the newspaper up to the point that it became an effective barrier, hiding him fro the rest of tavern and possible admirers.

Several articles were devoted to similar topics; the missing Thunderbird boy and MACUSA officials. What most of the articles didn't talk about was the rising tension among people, at least among Ilvermorny students; the distinct feeling that the student body was quietly splitting into sides. Ones parentage seemed to be very important to people nowadays.

Personally, Finn didn't know where to stick himself into the equation. He considered himself a half-maj; mum was a witch, dad a no-maj. Simple as that. Or it ought to be. Mum was also half-veela, making him a quarter. Veelas were magical creatures, but was he supposed to count that as part of his wizard heritage? Some might technically consider him only a quarter-maj and a quarter not even human. If he were being technical about it, he was similar to those who also had giant blood in their family. And many scorned them. While his heritage definitely made him more appealing than a giant, there might be some on either side that would look down their nose at him.

Did he even really belong to either side? Did he want to?

If he had it his way, this whole thing would blow over quietly. The missing people would be found and returned to their families, the tension would calm down, and he'd graduate in peace. But, as with a great many things in his life, he seriously doubted he would get what he wanted.

Damn, maybe he should have gone to the Bizarre to try and coax a shot instead.

ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: wing & wyvern
ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ: no one
ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ: here


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