(Flore)
I sigh slightly "luckily, it looks like you're just winded - m-my name is Flore Noctis, and this is..." I say as I droop my head, "I'm sorry miss... I ignored you for him, uhh, his name is..." I say, awkwardly shuffling, "Uhm, anyway..." I say, trying in any way to lead the conversation away, "s-sorry, for bieng... awkward..."'Great plan, Flore, tell them you're sorry for being awkward in an awkward way! I think to myself.
I wave shyly, choosing not to say another word.
((I can only even MAKE one more post today, since I still haven't had 11 approved posts x.x))
((NPC that just hit my OC (Ted) from behind))
"Well well, look at what we've got here? A pack of trainees starting a fight at the Market Square, this year's trainees are sure full of some rather unpleasant surprises, eh?" Said the man adorned with neat military trench coat, and a large crest with crossed swords imprinted on the back side of his coat. He called for assistance from other people of the same attire, and attempted to lift the unconscious body of Theodore. Giving up, the guy decided to drag Theodore's semi-lifeless body by its right foot and had his large body slither through the Market Square's hard and rocky road.
"Lucky you, Flore; Ted isn't applying for the same division as you are. Can't say the say the same for Kirill over there though."
"Well, ain't fate a jerk," I commented in frustration. I knew that, should he turn up on me, I'd be dead in seconds. That is, unless I could plant an arrow in his forehead before he could get to me, and even then, I'd get in trouble unless I could explain things up.
"I guess I'll try to stay away from him, in this case," I added. "When training begins, anyway?"
(Flore)
"I think we have to go through some sort of initiation first, but I have no clue, to be honest," I say, standing up and looking up at the two men, then back at Sky, "never got her name, things are moving so fast!"
((this'll be my last post for the next half hour, I'd like to try a test - someone like this post and I'll see if "You can make 1 more posts until Today, 01:37 PM. This restriction is in place until you have 11 more approved posts" this restriction goes down to "10 more approved posts"
Also, I realised I can still edit. I thought it was half an hour, but PM is 12 hours away, so I'll be gone for a while))
((this'll be my last post for the next half hour, I'd like to try a test - someone like this post and I'll see if "You can make 1 more posts until Today, 01:37 PM. This restriction is in place until you have 11 more approved posts" this restriction goes down to "10 more approved posts"))
((I upvoted your post, but I think that by 'approve', it means approved by a moderator.))
((NPC that just hit my OC (Ted) from behind))
"Well well, look at what we've got here? A pack of trainees starting a fight at the Market Square, this year's trainees are sure full of some rather unpleasant surprises, eh?" Said the man adorned with neat military trench coat, and a large crest with crossed swords imprinted on the back side of his coat. He called for assistance from other people of the same attire, and attempted to lift the unconscious body of Theodore. Giving up, the guy decided to drag Theodore's semi-lifeless body by its right foot and had his large body slither through the Market Square's hard and rocky road.
"Lucky you, Flore; Ted isn't applying for the same division as you are. Can't say the say the same for Kirill over there though."
((I do not recall giving permission to make NPCs. If you would like to use another character, you must first apply that character and wait for it to get accepted.))
Alden:
I look among the "wreckage" that I seem to have missed while daydreaming. I look over to the dark-skinned boy who was taking aid from other trainees. It's best not to get involved. I thought to myself. I start to walk around and take shade by a tree. I begin to feel something tumbling down from the top of my head. I look down to see what it was and it seemed to be crumbs. crumbs? I look up to the tree to see where they had fallen from. A silver-haired is perched upon a branch, nibbling on some bread. "Hey, what are you a pigeon? I mean, can't you see there are people trying to relax here?" I shout to the boy above me.
((I do not recall giving permission to make NPCs. If you would like to use another character, you must first apply that character and wait for it to get accepted.))
((I think the creation of NPCs is fine as long as they don't grow to be major characters.))
((I think the creation of NPCs is fine as long as they don't grow to be major characters.))
((Also, when will the actual training begin?))
((I suppose you are right, I'm just being a control freak.))
((And the actual training will begin very soon. I just need to make a new character and then we could start. I'm working on it though.))
Laraine
I sat up on the uncomfortable bed of my rented room, I've been staying here for the past few days waiting for the day for all the trainees to meet up and to move into the barracks. I'll be glad when I no longer have to pay rent... Hopefully. I get up and move over to the dresser in the room, the only other piece of furniture there, and put on my usual attire; a short sleeved originally white shirt, a pair of brown pants that stopped mid shin, a pair of black leather boots that covered up what the pants left exposed, a pair of black leather gloves, and her usual bandanna. I packed the rest of my clothes (about 3 other pairs) into a simple canvas backpack along with an old refurbished pocket watch, a journal, a canteen, and my wallet although it was more like a cloth pouch that held the little money I had. I secured the latch on it and threw it over my shoulder. Leaving and closing the door of the room I head back down to the first floor, handing the key to the owner on my way out with a brief thank you, as I headed out to the meeting spot for the trainees.
When I arrive I look around at the rest of the trainees, taking in their appearances and sizing them up. Wonder if I missed anything. It looks like I'm a bit later than the rest. I sort of just stand there awkwardly off the side and wait for something to happen.
((It's been ages since I attempted first person.))
((Sorry, I go to the movie theater and everyone posts fast.))
Sky smiled as she put her hand down, noticing that the man was getting up fine. She looked at Flore and said in a cheerful tune, "Sorry for spacing out there, my name is Sky Dusk. That Stationary guard person over there would be my father." She finished pointing to her father standing around and watching. She then got more serious and started to study their actions, her smiling starting to get unnerving.
Laraine
I sat up on the uncomfortable bed of my rented room, I've been staying here for the past few days waiting for the day for all the trainees to meet up and to move into the barracks. I'll be glad when I no longer have to pay rent... Hopefully. I get up and move over to the dresser in the room, the only other piece of furniture there, and put on my usual attire; a short sleeved originally white shirt, a pair of brown pants that stopped mid shin, a pair of black leather boots that covered up what the pants left exposed, a pair of black leather gloves, and her usual bandanna. I packed the rest of my clothes (about 3 other pairs) into a simple canvas backpack along with an old refurbished pocket watch, a journal, a canteen, and my wallet although it was more like a cloth pouch that held the little money I had. I secured the latch on it and threw it over my shoulder. Leaving and closing the door of the room I head back down to the first floor, handing the key to the owner on my way out with a brief thank you, as I headed out to the meeting spot for the trainees.
When I arrive I look around at the rest of the trainees, taking in their appearances and sizing them up. Wonder if I missed anything. It looks like I'm a bit later than the rest. I sort of just stand there awkwardly off the side and wait for something to happen.
((It's been ages since I attempted first person.))
((Just wanted to say welcome back, reptilliandreams. I remember you from the first RP.))
I look down beneath me, to see a black haired lad. "Well, actually, I was here first, and I didn't exactly see you there. My apologies." I said in a hushed tone, my violet eyes half lidded as I leaned on the branch. I grunted, sitting back up and looking towards the sky.
I begin to feel as though I was being merely brushed off by the other boy. I decide to climb up the tree and demand his attention. As I reach the branch he is at I ask "So what are you doing up here all by yourself, Pigeon?"
(( Alrightie~ )) Name: Haruki Keiji Age: 19 Personality: Bashful, Stubborn, Always the kid that was picked on, [Sometimes] kind, and caring. Abilities: Good in Hand To Hand Combat, Excellent in climbing, decent with swords. District coming from: Trost Squad Training For: Scout Legions Appearance: Golden colored hair that rests at his shoulders, Sky blue eyes, and Fairly Tall. Somewhat Muscular, and has stubble on his chin. Backstory(Optional if you want it to be found out in the RP): Haruki's mom was apart of the Legion, until she got eaten by a titan. His dad is somewhere in the forests, fighting for his life. He was deeply saddened by his losses, and he snapped, running away from home. He robbed a market, and he stole food, and money. Haruki now lives on the streets. [Short Backstory is short.] Suggestions?: Take caution- I haven't seen the show In a LOONG Time.
My other character: Name: Daniel Grey Age: 29 Personality: Usually has a stern look upon his face and is not likely to be in a good mood. He is always allowing himself to authority, and is often very controlling. Abilities: Although limited due to manufacturing issues, Daniel is amazing with the 3DMG. District coming from: Nedlay District Squad Training For: None, Daniel has already completed training in his earlier days and is now serving as a Field Instructor at the Military Academy. Appearance: Daniel has black hair with a crew cut,he also has a goatee brimming on the edge of his chin. He is almost always in uniform. Although, he is still not very old, he is beginning to have wrinkles appear on his forehead. Backstory(Optional if you want it to be found out in the RP):It will be found it in RP. Suggestions?: None, you are doing a great job
(( Alrightie~ )) Name: Haruki Keiji Age: 19 Personality: Bashful, Stubborn, Always the kid that was picked on, [Sometimes] kind, and caring. Abilities: Good in Hand To Hand Combat, Excellent in climbing, decent with swords. District coming from: Trost Squad Training For: Scout Legions Appearance: Golden colored hair that rests at his shoulders, Sky blue eyes, and Fairly Tall. Somewhat Muscular, and has stubble on his chin. Backstory(Optional if you want it to be found out in the RP): Haruki's mom was apart of the Legion, until she got eaten by a titan. His dad is somewhere in the forests, fighting for his life. He was deeply saddened by his losses, and he snapped, running away from home. He robbed a market, and he stole food, and money. Haruki now lives on the streets. [Short Backstory is short.] Suggestions?: Take caution- I haven't seen the show In a LOONG Time.
((Accepted. Don't worry, I haven't seen the show in a long time, also. It doesn't really matter though as this RP will ultimately drift from the main storyline.))
((SupernaturalLul, your character's abilities are the complete opposite of my own's Mine sucks in hand-to-hand combat, and has very little stamina, but excels more in picking targets off at a distance, thus being an excellent archer))
With nothing more interesting to do, I head over to and sit in a nearby bench. I pull out my bow, and toy with it for a moment, practicing shooting with imaginary arrows at objects such as apples and light poles.
((Also...can someone link to me the Season 1 of the anime series? Of course, it must have english subtitles, because I certainly cannot understand japanese. It'd also help if it also had been dubbed into english, but only the subtitles are strictly neccessary.))
Haruki:
I slipped out of the small alley I was currently living in. I reached down into a grate, and pulled out my bag. I slipped into my ''Training Clothes'' and Tied my hair back into a small ponytail. I cracked my knuckles, and set off into the shadows, heading for the camp. (( Camp, right? Oh man... xD ))
I reach a small clearing, with a few benches around. I notice someone sitting on one, and he was armed. Panic struck me, as I quickly scurried up into a nearby tree.
((Admiral, I assume Daniel will be the guy who'll forbid Kirill from using his bow?))
Idly, I decided to quit firing imaginary arrows into things, and rather begin playing with it's string, almost like how someone plays a guitar, except obviously without musical notes.
I sigh slightly "luckily, it looks like you're just winded - m-my name is Flore Noctis, and this is..." I say as I droop my head, "I'm sorry miss... I ignored you for him, uhh, his name is..." I say, awkwardly shuffling, "Uhm, anyway..." I say, trying in any way to lead the conversation away, "s-sorry, for bieng... awkward..."'Great plan, Flore, tell them you're sorry for being awkward in an awkward way! I think to myself.
I wave shyly, choosing not to say another word.
((I can only even MAKE one more post today, since I still haven't had 11 approved posts x.x))
We are cursed, hexed, to never be able to understand the reason for our existence.
I make my own reasons.
"No, it's alright," I said, as I slowly try to get up, still with my left hand over my stomach. "And I'm Kirill," I added.
((I think posts only approve if you post outside of Forum Games and Forum Roleplaying. I'm not sure, though.))
"Well well, look at what we've got here? A pack of trainees starting a fight at the Market Square, this year's trainees are sure full of some rather unpleasant surprises, eh?" Said the man adorned with neat military trench coat, and a large crest with crossed swords imprinted on the back side of his coat. He called for assistance from other people of the same attire, and attempted to lift the unconscious body of Theodore. Giving up, the guy decided to drag Theodore's semi-lifeless body by its right foot and had his large body slither through the Market Square's hard and rocky road.
"Lucky you, Flore; Ted isn't applying for the same division as you are. Can't say the say the same for Kirill over there though."
"I guess I'll try to stay away from him, in this case," I added. "When training begins, anyway?"
"I think we have to go through some sort of initiation first, but I have no clue, to be honest," I say, standing up and looking up at the two men, then back at Sky, "never got her name, things are moving so fast!"
((this'll be my last post for the next half hour, I'd like to try a test - someone like this post and I'll see if "You can make 1 more posts until Today, 01:37 PM. This restriction is in place until you have 11 more approved posts" this restriction goes down to "10 more approved posts"
Also, I realised I can still edit. I thought it was half an hour, but PM is 12 hours away, so I'll be gone for a while))
We are cursed, hexed, to never be able to understand the reason for our existence.
I make my own reasons.
((I upvoted your post, but I think that by 'approve', it means approved by a moderator.))
((I do not recall giving permission to make NPCs. If you would like to use another character, you must first apply that character and wait for it to get accepted.))
Alden:
I look among the "wreckage" that I seem to have missed while daydreaming. I look over to the dark-skinned boy who was taking aid from other trainees. It's best not to get involved. I thought to myself. I start to walk around and take shade by a tree. I begin to feel something tumbling down from the top of my head. I look down to see what it was and it seemed to be crumbs. crumbs? I look up to the tree to see where they had fallen from. A silver-haired is perched upon a branch, nibbling on some bread. "Hey, what are you a pigeon? I mean, can't you see there are people trying to relax here?" I shout to the boy above me.
((I think the creation of NPCs is fine as long as they don't grow to be major characters.))
((Also, when will the actual training begin?))
((I suppose you are right, I'm just being a control freak.))
((And the actual training will begin very soon. I just need to make a new character and then we could start. I'm working on it though.))
I sat up on the uncomfortable bed of my rented room, I've been staying here for the past few days waiting for the day for all the trainees to meet up and to move into the barracks. I'll be glad when I no longer have to pay rent... Hopefully. I get up and move over to the dresser in the room, the only other piece of furniture there, and put on my usual attire; a short sleeved originally white shirt, a pair of brown pants that stopped mid shin, a pair of black leather boots that covered up what the pants left exposed, a pair of black leather gloves, and her usual bandanna. I packed the rest of my clothes (about 3 other pairs) into a simple canvas backpack along with an old refurbished pocket watch, a journal, a canteen, and my wallet although it was more like a cloth pouch that held the little money I had. I secured the latch on it and threw it over my shoulder. Leaving and closing the door of the room I head back down to the first floor, handing the key to the owner on my way out with a brief thank you, as I headed out to the meeting spot for the trainees.
When I arrive I look around at the rest of the trainees, taking in their appearances and sizing them up. Wonder if I missed anything. It looks like I'm a bit later than the rest. I sort of just stand there awkwardly off the side and wait for something to happen.
((It's been ages since I attempted first person.))
Click please?
Sky smiled as she put her hand down, noticing that the man was getting up fine. She looked at Flore and said in a cheerful tune, "Sorry for spacing out there, my name is Sky Dusk. That Stationary guard person over there would be my father." She finished pointing to her father standing around and watching. She then got more serious and started to study their actions, her smiling starting to get unnerving.
((Not, at all. We are just getting started.))
((Just wanted to say welcome back, reptilliandreams. I remember you from the first RP.))
I begin to feel as though I was being merely brushed off by the other boy. I decide to climb up the tree and demand his attention. As I reach the branch he is at I ask "So what are you doing up here all by yourself, Pigeon?"
Name: Haruki Keiji
Age: 19
Personality: Bashful, Stubborn, Always the kid that was picked on, [Sometimes] kind, and caring.
Abilities: Good in Hand To Hand Combat, Excellent in climbing, decent with swords.
District coming from: Trost
Squad Training For: Scout Legions
Appearance: Golden colored hair that rests at his shoulders, Sky blue eyes, and Fairly Tall. Somewhat Muscular, and has stubble on his chin.
Backstory(Optional if you want it to be found out in the RP): Haruki's mom was apart of the Legion, until she got eaten by a titan. His dad is somewhere in the forests, fighting for his life. He was deeply saddened by his losses, and he snapped, running away from home. He robbed a market, and he stole food, and money. Haruki now lives on the streets. [Short Backstory is short.]
Suggestions?: Take caution- I haven't seen the show In a LOONG Time.
Name: Daniel Grey
Age: 29
Personality: Usually has a stern look upon his face and is not likely to be in a good mood. He is always allowing himself to authority, and is often very controlling.
Abilities: Although limited due to manufacturing issues, Daniel is amazing with the 3DMG.
District coming from: Nedlay District
Squad Training For: None, Daniel has already completed training in his earlier days and is now serving as a Field Instructor at the Military Academy.
Appearance: Daniel has black hair with a crew cut,he also has a goatee brimming on the edge of his chin. He is almost always in uniform. Although, he is still not very old, he is beginning to have wrinkles appear on his forehead.
Backstory(Optional if you want it to be found out in the RP):It will be found it in RP.
Suggestions?: None, you are doing a great job
((Accepted. Don't worry, I haven't seen the show in a long time, also. It doesn't really matter though as this RP will ultimately drift from the main storyline.))
With nothing more interesting to do, I head over to and sit in a nearby bench. I pull out my bow, and toy with it for a moment, practicing shooting with imaginary arrows at objects such as apples and light poles.
((Also...can someone link to me the Season 1 of the anime series? Of course, it must have english subtitles, because I certainly cannot understand japanese. It'd also help if it also had been dubbed into english, but only the subtitles are strictly neccessary.))
I slipped out of the small alley I was currently living in. I reached down into a grate, and pulled out my bag. I slipped into my ''Training Clothes'' and Tied my hair back into a small ponytail. I cracked my knuckles, and set off into the shadows, heading for the camp. (( Camp, right? Oh man... xD ))
I reach a small clearing, with a few benches around. I notice someone sitting on one, and he was armed. Panic struck me, as I quickly scurried up into a nearby tree.
Idly, I decided to quit firing imaginary arrows into things, and rather begin playing with it's string, almost like how someone plays a guitar, except obviously without musical notes.
((Thank you. It will probably be the second anime I have watched yet.))