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 Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:16 pm
Star ran a hand down her face, "Geez..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 1:03 pm
]Name: Vincent, often called Rat.
Age: Hes not sure, probably around 17 or 18.
Appearence: Rat has black hair, and wears glasses. He has red glowing eyes, and it thin. Hes around 6' tall.
However, he can transform, tempoarily, into a large rat like monster.
race:He doesn';t know. Hes never met people who can change, and doesn't know what its called.
occupation/gradelevel:He is in 11th gade, and is new to the school.
abilities/talents He can change into a Rat daemon, which is very fast, and incredibly strong. He can also speak to rats and mice, often hearing them call to him though walls.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 1:19 pm
((What is it with you and disease carrying vermin))
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 1:34 pm
(Sort of an obession, I suppose. xd One of my Rp charecters, is a disease carrying ratman. Rat only becomes one. Am I accepted?)
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 1:42 pm
((Yes.... Fine. But you have to get over the disease thing))
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 1:51 pm
(*laughs* I will, I will.)
Rat walked down the hallway on his first day at his school. He looked at a board, which said what classes and waht rooms they were in. Unfortanutly, the map didn;t help him much ,and he soon became lost, wandering around the hallways.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 2:48 pm
((Great, and of all people, I'm the one with nothing to do here....Oh well, in comes the assistant principle.))
A young woman came down the hall, a ruler in her hands that she twirled lightly between her fingures, she spotted Rat and smiled kindly, "Hello, are you lost?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 4:00 pm
(I get the feeling you don't like me very much...)
"Ye-yes, I am. I can't find my classroom...."
He pushed his glasses back up, and held out his schedule.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 4:34 pm
((She gives that impression to everyone. I got the same but she doesnt. Just has a wierd way of talking if you will.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 5:23 pm
((*Pulls lever and Dyllye falls down a trap door*))
The woman looked at the schedule, "Ahh... Your going to power control class. Let's see..." she looked at the map, and with the tip of her ruler pointed to a small ampitheter. "There outside today."
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 5:40 pm
((*Starts rambling on incoherantly like Exel*))
"Geeze. Things get interesting and then they die down..." Joey said as she let out a sigh and hopped up on the edge of the balcony to the library and looked acrost the school grounds. "Class was taken outside today. The one day I decide to play hooky." Joey said to herself.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 6:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 12:52 pm
*Wilem's eyes were dashing about as he tried to focus on his surroundings. He felt tension around his wrists and ankles, and the first things he managed to comprehend was their were silver threads wrapped around him as he lay upon a table. He wasn't sure if he could move his arms or not, so he chose to try and find who was binding him. Rotating his head about, he gazed upon Star, a girl he recognized from her trips through the library. She was a year older then him, and they hadn't spoken more then a few words over the past few years.* Um... its a rather weird story... not really worth mentioning... could you please release me? I don't feel very comfortable bound up, I feel... well... I don't like it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 4:09 pm
The threads released him, sliding back into her fingertips. "I beleive you were chasing this." she held out the book that had hit her head. "I have to say, there is a reason I prefur flying paperbacks..." she rubbed the bump forming on her head.
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 9:10 pm
Rat went outside, to where his class was.
"Power control class... Do I even have a power? Talking to rats and mice isn't really a power... is it?"
He was more talking to himself, being alone. He went outside, and looked for the calss. HE found them, but they all seemed more powerful than he was. He stayed away fro mthe group, finding it had to talk to people.
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