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Well, that is what I was implying, yes.

I'd love to join, but 7000+ pages is a lot to read through. Is there a possibility for me to join in a way which makes it OK that my character knows next to nothing about what happened ICly? I'd be OK with reading a part of it, obviously, but I have to admit that I simply don't have the time to...

Those characters are the most fun to screw with. Depending on what the setting is, there'll be differences, and they're outlined below. In a FANTASY roleplay, just make a gnome/halfling bard. Act like the hyperactive eight year old kid of whom you stole the length, tone of voice and looks...

Irdi Title/Nicknames/Alias: Lord of the Smithy Lord of the Mine God of Craftsmen Dominion(s): Craftsmen, Volcanoes, Community Appearance: Often described as an elderly, male dwarf with a respectable beard, he is most often seen wearing full armor (without the helmet) and...

I thought we talked about this on TS, and you OK'd it? I might misremember it...

Champion Profile Rick Gramme "Storn" General InformationDate of Birth: 12/12/3996Gender: MaleBlood Type: AB+Appearance:Height: 1m93Weight: 93 kgEyes: BlueHair Color/Style: Blonde, Short, spiked hairBody Build: Mesomorph (Medium Build)Skin: TannedTattoos/Marks/Scars: No tattoos or marks...

(Name): Rick Gramme (Stage name/ Code name): Storn General Information Age: 24 Gender: Male D.O.B.: 3996, December 8th. Blood Type: AB+ Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous when under the influence of Line, otherwise left-handed Appearance: Short, blonde hair adorns Rick's head, along...

Boris Gerasimov Boris turned his head around to take a look at the student that was talking to him. A slight alcoholic odour escaped Boris' mouth when he was talking. "Beach party? Well, there was fight apparently, but I missed that. If that is your idea of party, you have strange mind...

Boris Gerasimov Boris entered the food hall about half an hour after everyone else, and sat down on a random spot. It was a funny story, really, how he managed to totally miss a gigantic fight on a totally flat beach. Funny to others, at least, not in the least to him. That sandcastle had...

Boris lousily saluted miss Winford, then turned around. He had students to guard, after all, and he couldn't just slack around Even though that might be what he had done the week before, today would be different, he told himself. Ten minutes later, he had requisitioned a floating mattress...

Boris ran towards the leaving bus, screaming: "Nyet! Nyet! Nyet! Nyet!" The Mannequin followed at Boris' pace, as it had been ordered. "Damnit, damnit, damnit! Bunch of imbeciles! Couldn't they just wait for me! Now I have to go and take my car. If I even brought it..." Boris hurried (as...

(Drunk) Boris @Godman873 Boris, as usual, was slightly inebriated. He had been on his way to the administrative building when he remembered that today was the day the students, teachers and graduates would visit the one place he absolutely detested. With somewhat high hopes that John...

Boris could distinguish the features of one of the students coming to him, a young boy who introduced himself as Jon. He also showed him a somewhat decently drawn plan for a mechanical arm, most of which was too impractical to use. Some parts of it, however, could easily be used to make him what...

And a jail is just a room... ;)

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@SkyGinge Boris was walking around the campus, generally not contributing much to the general order of business. He didn't really notice, as he was getting pretty drunk. He did notice a few of the students bumbling around, being young and all that it implied. Well, not all, as some of that...

Boris nodded. "Alright! Thank you Miss Winford. And I don't grab an arm full, it's barely half a bread..." Boris says, muttering the second part. With that, Boris walked off towards the building, hoping to find John.

With the course over, Boris decided to approach the teachers and Miss Winford. "Miss Winford! Good that you are here. Had to ask something. Who do I have to talk to again for resources to repair Mannequin?" He asked, mentioning the robot standing next to him. "I might have slightly forgotten...

Boris had spent most of the night doing the little maintenance he could do on the Mannequin. He still had to contact Jon, whomever that might be, about the materials. Which, in his professional opinion, sucked donkey balls. As he was done, he had a quick breakfast, consisting of half a bread...