I don't understand what is confusing you.
anything OTHER THAN direct contact with fire causes them to make evil plots. Direct contact with fire is death.
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((It was an intended rule to avoid having people wait on the other class. Since the day class is waiting on the night class anyway, you can break it.))
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USERNAME: Cain
NAME: Kai Shepard
DESCRIPTION:
Because Deux Ex is king.
He is a Cyborg
LEVEL: 1 (0/10 EXP)
MHP: 115
STR: 8
END: 13
DEX: 11
NIM: 9
PER: 11
WIS: 8
ATT:
DEF:
BLK:
CNT:
DOD:
CRT:
ABILITIES:
Miniscan
CATEGORY: Device Oneshot
TYPE: Oddball
COST: 2P
DESCRIPTION: Provides a brief description of an object within line of sight.
System Reboot
CATEGORY: Innate Active
TYPE: Cybernetic
COST: 0
DESCRIPTION: Kai shuts down, making him unable to take any action of any kind. While shutdown, he regenerates 10% of his max energy per turn (stacks with natural battery regen) Upon reactivation, Kai restores 20 hp. While shut down, Kai takes X2 damage and emits a red glow, visible to anybody with a perception of 1> within sight. Kai only awakens when his energy is maxed out.
Overdrive
CATEGORY: Device Active
TYPE: Cybernetic
COST: 25% of max energy and 50 HP (HP cost is only on activation)
DESCRIPTION: Kai activates overdrive mode, boosting all his stats to 15, but only while Overdrive is active.
Aura Drain
CATEGORY: Device Passive
TYPE: Aura
COST: 0P
DESCRIPTION: Kai drains 1P from every 10 damage he takes, and 2P from 10 damage he deals.
Pulse Wave
CATEGORY: Device One-shot
TYPE: Aura
Cost: 10P
DESCRIPTION: Kai releases a wave that deals 10 damage and pushes targets back eight metres. If targets come in contact with something, they are stunned for one turn.
Aura Beam
CATEGORY: Device One-shot
TYPE: Aura
COST: Variable
DESCRIPTION: A rather simple blast. For each 1P of power put into the attack, 3 damage is dealt, to a maximum of 50P.
Aura Crash
CATEGORY: Device One-shot
TYPE: Aura
COST: 100%
DESCRIPTION: Kai unleashes all his power, using up his all battery power and immediately bringing his hp to 1. In return, all enemies within combat range take damage proportionate to battery power used. (Up to Khold on that one.)
INVENTORY:
-Utility Device
-Recharge Battery MK I (30P, 5 Regen)
-Six Shot Revolver (1 Bullet)
-Baton (+4 Att to all physical/basic attacks)
((SIDE NOTE: You should totally increase the player cap.))
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((Haven't though about it yet. Won't be for a long while yet anyway, Day class is only on their first.))
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((@Scarfking I already have, when the sun dudes were eating.
It's a big hall with wooden benches and a stage up the front. Food is currently on the tables.))
((@Zix everybody who would remember you is aware of this.))
((Night class students please hurry up and eat so I can keep the day class moving.))
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The teacher whacks Kylar on the back of the head with a ruler. "Pay attention please." She then moves over to Dusk. "Same for you." She says, rapping the ruler on his desk, before moving back to the front of class and saying something about narrative devices and assigned reading. Some book called 'The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy'.
~Wade~
Wade stepped off the table. "Fine then, class it his." He murmured, rolling his eyes. He began chewing on the bacon strips as he walked to class, struggling to remember what room he needed to go to. Eventually ending up at the correct room, he slipped inside, taking a seat near the wall just in time to see Kylar get whacked by the teacher he probably knew. Ms Farroway or something. Wade didn't really remember. Or care much, for that matter. Kicking his feet up on the desk, Wade began to hum songs to himself, careful to look like he was actually listening to the teacher.
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~Wade~
"Yeah look, I'm all for shenanigans and escapades, but it'll have to do another time." With that, Wade leapt up on the table, at least a dozen bacon strips in his hands. "To anywhere but class!" He yelled, motioning for the others assembled to follow him as he walked away and out the door.
[For those who DO attend class:
A young woman of roughly 25 years teaches English. Today, the class is doing some simple revision on basic English and it's principles.]
~Azarias~
Azarias lazily rose from his chair, that sweet, sweet chair. Goodbye, sweet chair, my living hath improved simply for knowing thee, He thought to himself. As he began to leave the commons room, he began to hear the hubbub in the other room. The same room from earlier. Turning his head, Azarias saw the same two girls running about, panicking, though this time joined by a few males. Knowing nothing of why this might be strange, or why this might not be strange, Azarias simply chalked it up to weird normal people stuff. Going so far as to ignore everything they were saying in it's entirety, Azarias began his walk towards the magical land of food. And more food. The point was, food.
At the door, he was greeted by one of his few familiar faces. The senior moon dorm president, Emma. Days other adopted child. Though only two years older than Azarias, their circumstances meant that she was in her second-to last year. She was a an arguably tall girl, a slim brunette with purple eyes. Her resemblance to her non-biological father was frightening. "Hey, Azarias!" She said in that annoyingly blissful way of hers. It was almost as bad as Days was when he was excited. "Hello, Emma." He said. Best get away from her as quickly as possible, before she start asking him questions again. "So how are you enjoying the year so far?" She asked. Damn, there goes that plan. "I haven't even had classes yet." Azarias said as blankly as possible. Emma nodded, as if this somehow meant something deeper to her. Before she could get another word in, Azarias mumbled something about important business and not being able to come to the phone right now, so he best be off, at which point he erupted into full-sprint mode, waving goodbye and slamming through the doors to the grand hall.
His 'sister' wasn't all that bad, but she was much too happy for the way he felt. Not to mention, she always carried questions which somehow ended up as inquiries into his time at the facility,something he preferred not to relive. He sat down at one of the grand tables, where he immediately began to scoff down bacon and pancakes in a futile attempt to distract himself.
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Been a while, hasn't it?
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yup
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((None of you can hear it. It's the speakers in the main hall, ya dummies.))
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((*cough* *cough* Azarias is lazing about in the commons room still.))
((Diz's spider senses were a tingling.))
8:15 AM
"Welcome." A voice, slick as silver, sweet as honey, yet as commanding and authoritative as a war general, spoke out over the speakers. "Firstly, allow me to state who I am." The man said. Now that every-bodies attention was focused on the man, it was clear to see that he was middle aged, somewhere in his later forties or early fifties, with shoulder length blond hair and glasses. Though he didn't appear to be particularly old at first glance, he did have a couple of obvious wrinkles on his face. His blue eyes shimmered, visible even to the far reaches of the room. He also has a distinct lack of facial hair. "My name, is Ryan Cidium. I am the vice principal of this honourable and well established school. The head-master, Cyrus Days, sends his condolences. He would very much have liked to be here to greet you all, but is unfortunately away on pressing business." He paused for a moment to take a sip of water from a plastic bottle. It is also at this time that people begin to notice food has been placed on the tables. Great plates of pancakes, eggs, fruits, bacon, cereals, oats, and more bacon line the tables. A few people begin eating, though most use proper manners.
"He assures me that said matters were very pressing and required his immediate attention. Secondly, allow me to welcome you all to the school. For many of you, this is your first year at the academy. I cannot express how excited we are that you all accepted your invitations to the academy. Furthermore, thank you to all those of previous years who have chosen to stay. I am aware that for some, staying at this academy can be mentally, physically, & emotionally taxing." A few of the older students laugh and whisper to each other in the hushed tones of secrets. "But I promise, stick with us and you'll come out better for it." He pauses again, giving a few of the quicker students time to plate their food and eat a few mouthfuls.
"Thirdly, allow me to explain to the new students, and remind the old students, of what we expect from you, and what to expect from us, in the coming years. As a student of our school, you are a representative of what we stand for; Discipline, honour, and solidarity. You are expected to uphold these principles, even when outside the protection of these walls. If anybody is found to, putting it bluntly, be a firetrucking a-hole (use your imagination), you will face severe consequences. Also, on the mentioning of the walls...." He pauses again to sip from his bottle. "DO NOT LEAVE THE WALLS AFTER 8 PM!" He shouts.
Recollecting himself, Ryan continues; "As the new students will have realised, hopefully, by now, each year level has a different coloured armband. You are all blue, presently. Second years are lime, thirds are amber, fourth orange, fifth red, and the senior most students are royal purple. Anybody below yellow is not allowed in the kitchen area at any time, unless supervised by a student council member or staff, or they have been given specific instructions. All below orange must always follow curfew times and are only allowed out in the town during certain times, while only reds and purples are allowed to be in dorm rooms of the opposite gender."
"Finally, there are two events in the upcoming days. In two days time, there will be an election to decide on the junior sun dorm president. This has been the habit of the school for fifteen years now, and will be based on straight-up highest votes. The other event is the informal dance, also in two nights time. For this dance you do not require a partner, and it is informal wear. Now you may all eat." The headmaster concluded. "And welcome to Half Moon Academy." He said, to much enthusiasm and applause, though mainly from the older students.
8:22 AM
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((Wrote half a post before my laptop crashed.))
((YES. Indeed they are, @Solawind.))
~Wade~
What an interesting boy, Wade thought. So very out of place. A strange man in a strange land. Not at all unlike Wade himself. But Wade adapted quickly. The boys comment about his grandfather was interesting. Normally not anything worth note, but Wade understood that mad men always held the greatest secrets. Dusk was certainly obsessed with Death. Wade was almost tempted to make a drinking game out of it. Pity he hadn't any whiskey on hand. And then the voice of his acquaintance magicked itself behind him. "Amici mei! Indeed I would." He said, arching his neck to see his comrade. "My name is Wade. Wade Hosytch."
While awaiting a response, he spoke again to to Dusk. "Death ends when life is no more." Noticing the aim of Dusk's gaze, he quickly pieced together that the Sandless object was the watch. "Ah. The object does not measure time in such a linear way. It tells hours, as one might look at the sun. But it loops." He says. "Most of it is new to me as well, amici mei. A fantastical world awaits, I imagine." He muses.
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((You just stated some things about his personality.))
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((There's nothing saying they aren't allowed out at any time, they simply can't reveal themselves to the students. I suggest reading a few pages to catch up on the schedule of things.))
((I asked you to change your bio to, in the bluntest sense, be a bio, rather than just stating you're an amnesiac. Krazaz always seems salty, don't stress about it.))
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((He's wearing the jumper, not the blazer. Big, intentional difference.))
((Good 'ol Solawind))
~Wade~
Wade pushed through the grand doors to the main building, his companion beside him. It was a brief walk down to the grand hall, but it felt noticeably longer with nobody out in the halls. There was still a few minutes before the meeting would actually begin, but getting in a bit earlier would ensure better picks at breakfast. Entering the hall, Wade was surprised to see relatively large numbers present in the hall, about half of the first two year levels. Wade, unlike most, had prior knowledge that the further year levels started a a couple of hours later, though he presumed that they would still be present at the meeting. Probably just being lazy.
Scanning the room, Wade immediately picked out the strangest person and seated himself next to them. This method on deciding where to sit landed him next to a gray-haired boy who sat strangely, talked to himself, and had an aura of.... death. Wade, without checking to see if Kylar had followed him, held out his hand to the boy and spoke curtly. "Hello there."