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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Jovis Joesun:
8/13/2017 5:58:44 PM
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I need a character with knowledge and experience with magical artifacts and weapons that evolve over time and with developing them. Like scared gears from Highschool DxD and Incrusio from Akame Ga Kill. Please read his bio on the bio thread. I'll getting into character now.
I walk into an empty room. Filled with hatred, I lost all sense of time as I began to lose myself in deep thought in planning revenge.. When I became aware of my surroundings again there was a figure in front of me. My vision blurred but the figure said...
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"Yo, wake up! Hello? Rip Van Wrinkle?" He asked, crouching over the man. "Yo?" He asked.
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(I like a continuity between my posts so I need to edit this one closed. Thanks fir reminding me)
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(My comments on pther peoples are like side stories in my characters's main timeline. That is just my preference in how to RP.)
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"Are you feeling quite all right?" the blurred figure asked. They looked like a blurry, thin blob of white at the moment, probably meaning they wore bleach-white attire. The room smelled of books and paper, with everything being rather quiet. The blurred figure remained where they were, standing in the center of the isle that led through the apparent library. (Surprise surprise, tis be the Dojo library.)
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Edited by Jovis Joesun: 8/11/2017 4:03:22 PMUh, sorry. Um I came here to seek aid. I awakened some strange power and gave up my humanity to save myself. When I asked my fellow fallen angels where to go to develop my abilities, I was referred to this place. Can you help a wanderer out? Either way I'll need to stay here for some time.
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"Well, you seem to have found your way into our library." said the figure, whose appearance was becoming more clear. The person wasn't a person, per say, but rather a bipedal canine creature dressed in a white tunic and light grey khakis, more or less matching the being's fur. From the "person"'s voice, it was easy to deduct that he was male. He resembled an arctic fox somewhat, his silver eyes closing briefly as he did a bit of a courteous bow, allowing for a bit more detail to be seen. His face had scars along his muzzle and the left side of his face, with half of his right ear missing, specifically the top part of it. It seemed to have been burned off at an odd, jagged angle. A large, magnificent, seemingly weightless tail protruded from behind him, swaying to and fro. "My name is Quincy, I'm a member of the dojo. You said you needed help getting around?" Quincy asked rhetorically, his manners polite. A tan sheathe resided on his back, holding what seemed to he a sword, as only the handle could be seen when it was sheathed (I feel like that was an unnecessary bit if detail, but still, its there for clarification.)
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Edited by Jovis Joesun: 8/11/2017 5:27:18 PMThanks Quincy. I'd appreciate you giving me a tour. I have many questions but they can wait. I can't help but ask, are you a lycanthrope? I was just wondering if you some kind of lycan or were creature?
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Quincy seemed amused by this, his ears flicking around a bit. A small smile crept onto his face as regained his posture from the small bow. "An excellent guess but I'm afriad not. I'd explain how I came to be but it's a tad confusing. Perhaps I'll tell you another time? Anyhow, you said you had questions?" said Quincy in a polite manner, hoping to be able to answer what questions the stranger had.
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"Its just that where I'm from, every being similar to you is infected with. Lycanthropy. I'm just glad you cleared that up now."
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"Lycanthropy itself isnt much of an infection as it is a curse to some and a blessing to others. That's a topic for another day however. There are several volumes on lycanthropy somewhere in here if you feel like finding them." Quincy said, looking around. He made no noise as he walked over to a shelf of books, his digitigrade feet bare as he treaded softly. He looked over the books, some old and some relatively new. "Well, it's somewhere." he said, not finding any of the books he was thinking of.
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"Its fine I just was asking about you, Q. Oh sorry, I used to know a guy with same name and people called him Q." ( I had a time skip to after your character showed Jonathan around and he met Leon. That's on another post if you want to just skip a the several weeks that passed since.)
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"Don't worry about it, plenty of people here call me Q." replied Quincy with a bit of a smile. (Allright. I'll look for the post then.)
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Edited by Jovis Joesun: 8/11/2017 5:27:47 PM(Part of my reply got deleted by mistake and after I edit it, it just reverts. So if it looks like a weird response, thats why.) edit: (I fixed it.)
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That double post tho.
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I got an error message so I reposted. Apparently the message was not what I thought it was for.
