jaun's links are mixed up, i think
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Dismayed ► Subjects: 006; Bernie ► OOC: N/A ] "I took a few lessons before but that was a while ago... However anything I do not remember can easily be figured out as even languages have a science to them." The thought of calculating and filling in the blanks with a well thought out equation - okay so maybe math had more to do with this than science... Either way it made him happy. However this joy was short lived as Elliot followed her gaze to the clock. He was late. Such a rare and terrible event this was! Oh, but his first class was with Mr. Reenberg... Even so, only a delay would be acceptable but only just barley. And luckily for...whatever this girl's name was he would be going in the same direction. So after introducing himself and explaining that his class was on the same floor they would move through the school until reaching the desired destination. Once there he decided it to be too rude to leave without another word, as parents' drills still freshly embedded into his brain. "I wish you the best of luck with today's endeavors."
Wow a theme maker. Seems like such a tedious thing to do...really neat too though. Anyway, hi! Bit belated I suppose but seemed like an interesting gal so wanted to wish the best to you and welcome you to the forums, so yeah... welcome~
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Dismayed ► Subjects: 006; ? ► OOC: N/A ] Once in the clutches of home it seemed near impossible to escape as Elliot remained long after Christmas came and went. Only his friends were free to leave the premises as they were not bound by the curse of blood. At first it was due to the fact that the campus had snake infested lands. Then it was merely so Jeanne and Issac could test their son's knowledge to see if he would amount to anything worthwhile. It was all rather tedious. Only once was he freed from the estate and that was due to his appointment made with the girl known as Allison. What fun was it to be a tutor...however it seemed like she could recall little from this session when they spoke afterwards. Perhaps he had used too high of a voltage... Whoops. After that it took the coming of the new semester for Elliot to be allowed to return to the dorms. He arrived on campus a day earlier and even though this was enough time to readjust to the setting it did not give a wide enough opening for him to examine his schulde closely enough to notice that his Bio-Social Controversy class was taught by Mr. Reenberg. This wasn't too surprising as the man taught various college courses available on campus that involved science but given how the two bumped heads in the past Elliot wished to see if another was teaching the class. Surely one had to be around... If not then a different subject would just have to fill its place. So, with this seemingly simple and understandable objective, the boy went to ask for it to be done. However...his requests were denied. A defeated sigh poured out as the one he asked ignored the wonderful speech he prepared on the way. How could one shrug off such a lovely choice of words anyway? Perhaps they were insane. Yes, that had to of been it. So tomorrow he would try again and be sure to seek out someone else. For now, though, he headed towards the exit. Or at least he started to, but a murmur of German drifted to his ears. Out of all the things he was forced to learn he was sure that this language would be the most useless, but now it seems that he had been proven wrong for the one who spoke it seemed most lost indeed. And even though it was not in his nature to help others he couldn't help but to approach her as having unused knowledge flying around in his skull brought upon a pain that could not be fixed any other way. "Du siehst neu hier. Sind Sie in der Notwendigkeit der Hilfe?"
[/url] The image of Aerodaemon appeared on screen before moving to a separate box which was used for the live feed. That box was made smaller and moved to the upper corner as the main screen replayed the newcomer's entrance and tilted it 'Aerodaemon's First Appearance.' { Aerodaemon; Prefix = Aero;Air based abilities? Root Word = Daemon;Spirit? Recording height and external details now. } After that the two boxes merged once more and Alice began her introduction. "Good day, Dragoness. Nice to meet you, Aerodaemon. I am Human Replica Weapons Unit 001. But I would prefer it if you called me Alice, or even One. I hope you enjoy your time among us." Pause, shifting to answer. "I am operating at an hundred percent."
yes you are
the persona rp may live after all, if you are still interested
thank you <3
[ ◦ ♥ ◦ ♠ ◦ ♣ ◦ ♦ ◦ ] People were all like 'ahh we should leave the campus.' But Elizabeth was like 'pfft, snakes. Ha. I'd cut those fuckers up,' and stayed at the dorms with Allison. Who liked the gift, good for her. And since Elizabeth's creator has no idea what to do with her and is too tired to care she sends Liz to sleep and saves her effort for Elliot.
u r lame
it should be morning now, for everyone
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Exhausted ► Subjects: N/A ► OOC: N/A ] His phone beeped from his pocket and upon withdrawing it Elliot noticed a text from Olivia. It caused him to laugh lightly after reading it; she expected him to carry her? Not only did that involve an extreme amount of physical contact it was just too much for him to do. Too weak. He was a wimp, in simple terms. A coward too, as he even sent her gifts up with the maid who was to help Olivia. They were also to deliver Theodore's present as well. He didn't exactly like ordering those who worked for his family around, even if he always made sure to ask politely. They already have to deal with his parents after all... Ah, perhaps they will be okay with this one task? It was simple enough. Still, the guilt lingered. Perhaps this is why he spent the next few hours cleaning every spot of the downstairs. Perhaps it was also in preparation of his mother and father, too. Whatever the cause it had taken away most of the day. 7:20 pm now, huh? Time to rest a bit... Or not. At the sound of car doors opening and closing Elliot stood back up immediately, going to the door and opening it. Moments later his mother, Jeanne Anderson, entered. "Your father won't be joining us tonight so there will only be a normal dinner for the evening," the woman said as she removed her coat and mask, handing the items to her assistant. "I see. Oh, I have brought guests." "Oh? Please don't tell me one of them is that incongruous girl who-" "Refined." "Asinine. And do not interrupt me again, or are you that impudent?" "I apologize. But your assumption is correct, it is her. Theodore has also joined us for the day." Jeanne nodded before heading for the stairs, most likely to finish filling out the stack of papers her assistant carried before changing for dinner, if she had time to eat with them that is. Either way it would appear those two would be out of the way for a while now.
you are poop
poop
[ ◦ ♥ ◦ ♠ ◦ ♣ ◦ ♦ ◦ ] Moving over to the dresser once more Elizabeth grabs Allison's bag and drops it on her bed. Inside is a single video game. And as the bag drops next to the other girl Elizabeth gives a small smile and wishes her a merry Christmas before going back to check her phone again. While looking at the messages she continues speaking. "I hope it's okay, not really sure what you like... Anthony, my brother, gave it a high rating so should be fun to play."
no skillcards, main can use any weapon, less costumes too i think. not sure about anything else at the moment
FES. my sister has the one of the psp but I have yet to play it and thanks <3
I'll help too but will probably need to be directed.
dead. and it is the fiend from juniper's knot
[ Contact Information ► Mood: Tired ► Subject: N/A ► OOC: SHIT POST. SORRY. ] The alarm clock, which he did not remember setting, began blaring at his bedside. It was too early. This was not his scheduled time to awaken. No no no, now everything will be off. Elliot began to stir, eventually ending up on the edge of the bed where he tapped on the clock until it turned off. Once that was settled a letter next to digital clock caught his attention as he had not notice it there the night before. Glasses would be needed for this so he took a moment to put them on before picking up the piece of paper. Was this from a new... "No." And with that he rolled over and went back to sleep. The next time the boy awoke the sun was actually up and he was more willing to think about the letter. But while thinking his morning routine took place and ended after breakfast when he then entered into the living room. It would seem that the glass table had been replaced with a tree with a small amount of gifts under it, but other than that nothing else had been changed. Per usual. For everyone who knew the Andersons should have also known that they were not one for the holidays. However every year, probably as some social experiment, they would have Christmas as some "normal family," even though his parents only showed for about an hour late at night. They probably took notes from the security cameras though. Kept to share letter and discuss how they should improve their family structure. Really pointless, all of it. Resistance only made things more hectic though and seeing as he would be trapped here for the next twenty-four hours it seemed like the most logical thing to do was to go along with this. So he fetched Olivia's and Theodore's presents to place under the tree though sat with them on the couch instead. Maybe he would just allow the two to open them once they came down. Where were they anyway? Were they really still sleeping? What bums.
