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Aug 29, 2023 16:21:38 GMT
Post by Elijah on Aug 29, 2023 16:21:38 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]Profile Adjustment [attr="class","likedoinfo"] [attr="class","likedosub"]Precedent Quirk Meld Transformation - D Elijah can melt into any material he touches, which lets him travel along and through it. Anything he wears and holds will transform with him so long as it's feasible for him to carry. Drawbacks - He can only become one material at a time. If he's travelling through concrete and he needs to climb a metal wall, he'll have to pop out of the concrete before he can meld into the wall to continue his way.
- He has to fully commit to the transformation; he can't stop halfway. Don't expect punches from him while his legs are in the floor.
- He's ejected from his transformation if the material he's travelling through is broken at his location. Becoming a liquid is especially difficult because a splash is all it takes for him to return to his human form.
[attr="class","likedosub"]Current Quirk Meld Transformation - D Elijah can melt into any material he touches, which lets him travel along and through it. Anything he wears and holds will transform with him so long as it's feasible for him to carry. If the item he merges with is light enough, he has limited control over it, enabling him to apply force from within and trigger simple mechanisms like locks and buttons.Drawbacks - He can only become one material at a time. If he's travelling through concrete and he needs to climb a metal wall, he'll have to pop out of the concrete before he can meld into the wall to continue his way.
- He has to fully commit to the transformation; he can't stop halfway. Don't expect punches from him while his legs are in the floor.
- He loses his senses when transformed, only feeling the pressure pushed against whatever he merged himself with. He's essentially blind to the outside world until he returns to it.
- He's ejected from his transformation if the material he's travelling through is broken at his location. Becoming a liquid is especially difficult because a splash is all it takes for him to return to his human form.
- The control he has is purely mechanical. He can roll around while inside a coin, but he can't surf the web by possessing a computer.
(I also added an image to that section as the first one was stretching because of too much content) PHARAOH LEAP. [div][attr="class","eli-container"][div][attr="class","eli-header"][font size="6"]Elijah Hawthorne[/font][/div][div][attr="class","eli-profile"][div][attr="class","eli-row"]
[div][attr="class","eli-left"][img src="https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/473531970115338257/1116367010436235375/IMG_5931.jpg" alt=" "][div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Overview[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-compass"][/i][/div]
[b]Alias[/b] [span style="float:right]Trailblazer[/span]
[b]Age[/b] [span style="float:right]18[/span]
[b]Gender[/b] [span style="float:right]Male[/span]
[b]Birthplace[/b] [span style="float:right]Montreal, Canada[/span]
[b]Affiliation[/b] [span style="float:right]Student[/span]
[b]Occupation[/b] [span style="float:right]UAU Freshman[/span]
[b]Class[/b] [span style="float:right]Dept. of Heroics[/span][/div][/div]
[div][attr="class","eli-right"][div][attr="class","eli-row"][div][attr="class","eli-col"][div style="margin-right:0.5rem"][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Positive Traits[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-plus"][/i][/div]
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[li]Forgiving[/li]
[li]Lax[/li]
[li]Perceptive[/li]
[li]Independent[/li]
[/ul][/div][/div][div][attr="class","eli-col"][div style="margin-left:0.5rem"][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Negative Traits[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-minus"][/i][/div]
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[li]Shallow[/li]
[li]Sarcastic[/li]
[li]Distant[/li]
[li]Blunt[/li]
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[div][attr="class","eli-row"][div][attr="class","eli-col"][div style="margin-right:0.5rem"][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Likes[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-thumbs-up"][/i][/div]
[ul type="disc"]
[li]Wood carving[/li]
[li]Mangoes[/li]
[li]Playing instruments[/li]
[li]Bugs[/li]
[/ul][/div][/div][div][attr="class","eli-col"][div style="margin-left:0.5rem"][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Dislikes[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-thumbs-down"][/i][/div]
[ul type="disc"]
[li]Getting sick[/li]
[li]Static[/li]
[li]Deadlines[/li]
[li]Liver[/li]
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[div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Personality[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-comment"][/i][/div]
Elijah is... a bit of an oddball.
Able to dish back as well as he can receive, he's a chill sort who doesn't get bothered by much. The anger of others washes over him like water off a duck's back, and he has a tendency to encourage such attitudes with sarcastic remarks and an air of just... Not caring. At all.
As far as he knows, he's already been on the bad side of so many people that angering more doesn't make a difference to him. All he cares about is righting the wrong he's done by becoming a hero. To save people instead of repeat what he'd done so many years ago. If he makes friends on the way, great. If he makes enemies, also great. It doesn't matter to him either way.
In general he starts off respectful enough, and can even stay that way depending, but it can go away at a drop of a hat due to his ignoring of people's grievances with him. Interactions are also surface-level, he tries to share only enough of himself to satiate the other's curiosity.[/div][/div][/div]
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[div][attr="class","eli-left"][div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]At a Glance[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-search"][/i][/div]
[b]Height[/b] [span style="float:right]173 cm / 5'8"[/span]
[b]Weight[/b] [span style="float:right]73 kg / 161 lbs[/span]
[b]Eyes[/b] [span style="float:right]Brown[/span]
[b]Hair[/b] [span style="float:right]Brown[/span]
[b]Skin[/b] [span style="float:right]Brown[/span]
[b]Face Claim[/b] [span style="float:right]Doug[/span]
[b]Series[/b] [span style="float:right]Gangsta.[/span][/div][/div]
[div][attr="class","eli-right"][div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Appearance[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-user"][/i][/div]
The first thing people would usually notice when they see Elijah is his arm. His entire right arm up to the shoulder is a prosthetic. Lost at an early age and replaced multiple times as he grew, its current iteration is complex enough for him to maneuver it like his left, letting him curl his fingers and grip things without difficulty.
Beyond the artificial aspects of his body, Elijah is a boy with a lean, athletic build, skin tanned and face full of freckles due to a combination of genetics and his time in the sun. His hair is twisted into dreads and often tied back so they don't get in the way of his face.
The clothes he wears are baggy and unassuming; he often opts for hoodies over a simple tee or tank top and cargo pants. He's currently undecided on what his hero outfit would be.[/div][/div][/div]
[div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]History[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-file-text"][/i][/div]
Redemption. A cliché reason for wanting to be a hero, but it's a reason all the same.
Let me make something clear. I don't care if, officially, my family's deaths were an accident. Nor the fact that the injuries my neighbours sustained were fully healed by this point.
I don't remember any of it, but I was told three houses burned down when I came to in the hospital as the sole survivor of my home. Several people told me it wasn't my fault; that I was too young to realize the item I was found with was used for. Others told me I should've joined my arm in hell instead of run away like I did. In either case, both sides and I agreed on the same thing.
The item in my hand was a lighter. I started the fire.
Unsurprisingly, it wasn't the best thing to have listed on a foster kid's resumé. I was passed from home to home, deemed too problematic to care for. I would apparently be in possession of knives even if they've been locked away, or have this urge to tilt a candle so the flame touched something despite what happened.
I was adopted eventually. A retired hero took me in and raised me as if I was his own. I took an interest in the work he did before he hung his cape, so after some convincing I got him to train me. Several years have passed and he told me UAU was how I would further grow in the field. So I'm here. Hey.
And don't ask me to use my Quirk.
As far as anyone knows, I don't have one.[/div]
[div][attr="class","eli-row"][div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Quirk[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-step-forward"][/i][/div]
[b]Meld[/b]
Transformation - D
Elijah can melt into any material he touches, which lets him travel along and through it. Anything he wears and holds will transform with him so long as it's feasible for him to carry. If the item he merges with is light enough, he has limited control over it, enabling him to apply force from within and trigger simple mechanisms like locks and buttons.
[div][attr="class","eli-title"][span][font size="3"]Drawbacks[/font][/span][/div]
[ul type="disc"]
[li]He can only become one material at a time. If he's travelling through concrete and he needs to climb a metal wall, he'll have to pop out of the concrete before he can meld into the wall to continue his way.[/li]
[li]He has to fully commit to the transformation; he can't stop halfway. Don't expect punches from him while his legs are in the floor.[/li]
[li]He loses his senses when transformed, only feeling the pressure pushed against whatever he merged himself with. He's essentially blind to the outside world until he returns to it.[/li]
[li]He's ejected from his transformation if the material he's travelling through is broken at his location. Becoming a liquid is especially difficult because a splash is all it takes for him to return to his human form.[/li]
[li]The control he has is purely mechanical. He can roll around while inside a coin, but he can't surf the web by possessing a computer.[/li]
[/ul][/div][div style="margin-left:1rem"][img src="https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/473531970115338257/1116382927475966003/IMG_5933.webp" alt=" "][img src="https://media4.giphy.com/media/6jqfXikz9yzhS/giphy.gif" alt=" "][/div][/div]
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[div][attr="class","eli-left"][div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Attributes[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-align-left"][/i][/div]
[b]Awareness[/b] [span style="float:right]C[/span]
[b]Strength[/b] [span style="float:right]D+[/span]
[b]Speed[/b] [span style="float:right]C-[/span]
[b]Dexterity[/b] [span style="float:right]C-[/span]
[b]Constitution[/b] [span style="float:right]C-[/span]
[b]Presence[/b] [span style="float:right]D[/span][/div][/div]
[div][attr="class","eli-right"][div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Skills[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-star"][/i][/div]
[b]Cutting Edge[/b] - C+
His penchant with knives would be more concerning if he wasn't on his way to becoming a hero. Melee is his bread and butter, harbouring a few arts that specialize in speed, power and deflection. He likes using his daggers and can surprise people with throwing knives if they try to jump out of his range.[/div]
[div][attr="class","eli-content"][div][attr="class","eli-title"][span]Equipment[/span][i][attr="class","fa fa-gear"][/i][/div]
[b]None currently[/b][/div][/div][/div]
[div][b]Played by Sol[/b][/div][/div][/div]
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Aug 29, 2023 16:13:13 GMT
Post by Elijah on Aug 29, 2023 16:13:13 GMT
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Post by Elijah on Aug 25, 2023 5:44:03 GMT
A private session with one of the hero professors was not what Elijah expected to get one day. He wasn't a troublesome student. Beyond some blunt opinions on the lessons being taught, he was attentive albeit on the quiet side, getting average grades on tests written or practical. Well, average when it came to being in the top hero university in Japan at least. But that was the thing- he wasn't gifted either by any stretch of the imagination. He was a guy of average physical capability; a pretend Quirkless surrounded by monsters already showing their prowess in harnessing whatever power was bestowed upon them. People were not created equal. So yes, the freshman wondered why the man didn't take any of the other more suitable prospects under his wing. But he would meet him regardless. One didn't just refuse an opportunity to get private training with a hero. Elijah made his way to Ground Beta in his P.E. uniform, strapped with his usual weaponry and his hands lazily tucked in his pockets. He squinted once he was close enough to see the teacher just... lounging and eating an apple. Ominous indeed. And also one to litter. "Yikes," would be his response to the toss in lieu of a greeting. Though he should give a better one, so he waved with his human hand. "Hey Lone Wolf." Elijah put it back in his pocket as he eyed the man. "I was only thinking the first question, not the second. I did nothing wrong." And what a bold claim that was. It's just that he felt that, since he was passing his classes, he was doing fine. "So why did you wish to see me really?"lonewolf |
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Post by Elijah on Aug 25, 2023 5:16:38 GMT
Elijah was honest enough to say he wasn't a model student. He was attentive in the lectures, sure, and got fair marks on whatever tests came his way, but his quiet nature and only speaking to share his blunt criticism on what's supposedly standard procedure left his reputation much to be desired. But at least he was listening enough to even give an opinion. Compared to Sebastian, he was a saint. Yes, he knew who Sebastian was, if only because he sees the guy in his classes. Lazes about, always wears a blindfold to doze off. He wondered why the other student would come at all. Part of him though wished he could sleep as easily as the guy did, but he wasn't that lucky even at the best of times- oh, the instructor was calling him out yet again. Tired eyes watched the event unfold, thankful that something at least mildly interesting was happening. Elijah was surprised that the supposed slacker was able to reiterate what they were going to do today. To the professor's satisfaction at least. Sebastian probably missed everything else for all he knew. Though he will make one correction as he turned to his colleague. "Hawthorne. You're fighting Hawthorne." Elijah didn't expect to make close connections during his tenure in UAU, so he might as well make those expectations clear to the other student. He wasn't here to make friends. Yes, we're using that broody line. Elijah didn't have a hero outfit either but at least he changed into his P.E. uniform before entering the training grounds. He had his kukri and knife vest as well, though he wouldn't be surprised if they were banned from this spar. Punches and Quirks were fine, but pull out a sharp object and suddenly people were afraid of getting sliced. He lifted a hand in silent greeting to his sparring partner before turning to the teacher for further instructions. Sebastian Sinclaire |
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Post by Elijah on Aug 25, 2023 3:42:57 GMT
An aptitude screening. Something that perplexed Elijah since he got the email. He already passed the university's Entrance Exam, proving himself capable enough to earn the opportunity to learn in the best hero institution in Japan. He thought he already showcased all his skills there. What more could the proctors want from him then? Maybe they wanted him to show off his Quirk. While he claimed to be Quirkless to his colleagues, he couldn't hide that information from the higher ups. As if he'd do that though. Short of being threatened with expulsion, he'll complete whatever exercise they threw at him without it. He'd been doing well so far. But he should save that thought for when he actually hears what the task is. Elijah slowly made his way to USJ in his own P.E. uniform as instructed, with his hands in his pockets and dreads tied into a high ponytail to keep his bangs away from face. Unlike the girl waiting at the entrance, he had no bag on his person, donned instead with his belt housing his hilted kukri as well as a vest that held several throwing knifes. While she was ready for a written test, he was ready for a fight. The email did mention he wouldn't be taking the test alone. He eyed the blonde curiously. "Hey. Did you get an email about a screening?"Olivia Favager |
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Post by Elijah on Aug 18, 2023 2:06:54 GMT
Elijah assumed he wouldn't get much more than cursory glances his way as he tested the notes on his instrument. People who entered a shrine were usually there for themselves after all, or to join someone who was there for themselves. Not to say it was a bad thing, but giving yourself the chance to grieve in a place that encouraged such a thing meant you couldn't focus on much else. Enter someone who went against his expectations, to whom he turned his head towards. He recognized the person, not from meeting her himself but from the news and subsequent rumours that were spread around the campus in regards to her reputation. "Ikarashi." He nodded at her in greeting. No words spoken behind a person's back would be enough for him to be disrespectful. He knew too well what it was like to be spoken ill of. Elijah shrugged at the suggestion. "No one's here for me," he said simply. That was a lie. His father would've been had the student not refused his offer to join him on the venture. But seeing as he was a man who was kind and respected his adoptive son's privacy, he stayed home while Elijah went on alone. The student should be thankful for that but all he felt at the moment was indifference. Indifference to the outing. Indifference to the people around him. Indifference to the loss. Standing up, Elijah placed the violin on his shoulder and his chin on its chin rest. "I'm fine where I am." At the end of the day he was doing this for his mother, not for the others who had suffered losing theirs. And with his bow gliding on the strings he started to play. Kaida Ikarashi |
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Post by Elijah on Aug 6, 2023 22:19:53 GMT
Elijah sighed and placed the bottle down when a shadow was cast over him. With his hoodie covering his face from the man's higher angle, all he'd see is some movement as the freshman's head tilted upward slightly in acknowledgement. A compliment sent his way. The stranger was fooled as the others were. "Thanks. Five of them are fake." Metal fingers shifted against strings to bring attention to the ruse he was playing. Not a real hand, therefore no skill was involved. It was just a mechanical arm he controlled. That was his belief at least. When Dante crouched down to level himself with Elijah's head, two different coloured eyes stared back, with bangs covering much of the right side of his face and a scrunched up nose from the close proximity to the smoke. A sharp perception may notice the discolouration hidden behind the hair and relate the injury to the arm. Something traumatic happened to the young man. Not that he'd explain in the moment. His gaze shifted to the car haphazardly parked some meters away, brows furrowing at the group surrounding it. "Are you famous or is your car that weird?" Granted it was a Mustang, which was not common in Japan. The American was a stand out as well with his appearance so maybe he just garnered a lot of attention regardless. Elijah turned back to him, curiosity piqued at the man's implied skill with a guitar. "But sure. I'm up for a challenge."Dante |
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Post by Elijah on Aug 6, 2023 20:56:27 GMT
Going here was not Elijah's first choice. He preferred the solitude cemeteries provided. No one to ask him why he was there. No one for him to tell what happened to his family. No one to fear him once they realized what he'd done. Not that that bothered him, he grew accustomed to such reactions. It just seemed a waste of effort on their part to worry about things that had already happened. His father insisted that he attended this event though. Adoptive one, not the one who's already dead. Something about needing a more positive outlook on not having a mother on Mother's Day while the opportunity to have that was there, and to be supported by people who've also lost theirs. It wasn't the same, Elijah would quip, but dad would have none of that. The freshman sighed as he followed the congregation of people through the shrine's gates, the violin case in his hand contrasting the hoodie and ripped jeans he wore. Even now he thought that leaving a physical gift didn't feel right when its recipients were nowhere close to retrieve it, so something intangible was the next best thing. Also, no one would dare talk to a musician in the middle of a piece. He still needed to set up though. So Elijah peeled himself away from the crowd to position himself at the side before crouching to open the case. The violin inside didn't fit him, it was a rental from some store he'll have to remember when the time came to return it, but it didn't matter when he only needed it for the day. He picked it up and quietly plucked its strings, dissonant notes chiming in the air as he tuned the instrument to working condition. Kaida Ikarashi |
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Post by Elijah on Jul 18, 2023 0:25:19 GMT
Elijah looked down at the arm as the other student explained further. Something about it was disruptive no doubt, and he did ask for an arm that he could go on the offensive with. When he saw her take his granola bar from his peripheral he sighed. He supposed lunch was over now. He dumped the contents of his tray in the trash and stacked it on top of the others before taking his new arm and following the girl out. "En... Fuego..." That meant fire didn't it? It was one way to give him an offensive advantage. With his interest piqued, Elijah removed his jacket once they stopped walking to reveal a sleeveless shirt. He nodded at Johanna's instructions as he attached the device to his shoulder, flexing his new fingers to ensure they moved as they should. "Sounds simple enough." And the gesture would even be reactive, what with the other junior throwing her partially eaten snack his way. He pulled his arm back as instructed and launched his fist, landing it squarely on the bar. It flew back at towards Johanna, probably in pieces but otherwise fine to eat if she caught it. Elijah blinked, confused. For all she boasted about it, the arm just seemed the same as his usual one. "Was that it? The lunch staff wouldn't have been mad at that." He paused then amended. "If they would've been then they're hardasses."Johanna Larsen |
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Jul 17, 2023 23:44:44 GMT
Post by Elijah on Jul 17, 2023 23:44:44 GMT
With the smoke escaping the room, Elijah went back to cleaning, this time grouping the cans laying around into one pile. He couldn't burn them like the clothes; he'd have to find a garbage bag to carry them all into recycling. It was better for the environment anyway. Those bags would be in the kitchen right? He'll check once he's finished clearing up the fire. Speaking of, said fire wasn't eating through the fabrics as fast as he liked. He still had things to do after all. Like sleep. So he walked back to the burning heap and was digging into his pocket for his matchbox when there was an exclamation from the other student, who seemingly wasn't satisfied with just an open window. Elijah turned to the sophomore and tilted his head to the side when he heard Gen's question, perplexed that he'd want him to repeat what he was doing. Was he hard of hearing? That wouldn't make sense when he was talking. "It's. As. I. Said." Elijah enunciated each word anyway as he lit another match. "I'm. Cleaning."He flicked it towards the pile. Kurokami Gen |
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Post by Elijah on Jul 10, 2023 2:17:39 GMT
The American would find himself waiting for a while. Not out of spite or anything. Why would it be when player and watcher were strangers to one other? The simple fact was Elijah was a performer, seamlessly transitioning from one song to another. He played like someone who lived and breathed music; like all he wanted in life was to move hearts and share his story through the chords he flew through. It was a lie of course. Whatever it took to make that green. But the beauty of the human mind was people had an active imagination. No one wanted to match such skill with a selfish person. Those who were greedy had no talent; they used others' for their own gain. So surely a simple teenager with a bass was a good, kind individual. Elijah paused his loop board to put all focus in his playing. A finale of frets to showcase his mastery over his instrument, his fingers glided over the strings like it was second-nature, and in the end he let the final note hang in the air. There was only a moment of silence before the applause came in. Coins and bills were tossed in his case as the crowd dispersed, opting to continue their day rather than stick around for a possible encore. Which there would be, Elijah still had about an hour left before he'd make his way back to the campus. But the populace was always busy. He wasn't worried though. He'll draw a new flock in when he starts playing again. He let himself dig into his bag for a bottle of water to drink, taking the needed break for what it's worth. Dante |
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Post by Elijah on Jul 9, 2023 20:12:14 GMT
As the flames grew, Elijah wondered why he didn't feel anything. Surely they were supposed to give him flashbacks of some kind, to a time when he was young and lost everything he knew. His house, burnt to dust. His family, cremated in their own home. Himself, no longer a whole person, metal fingers clinking together as a reminder of the fact. But instead he just felt indifferent to the display. He could even hear the sophomore clearly, even if his own response was just a nod of understanding towards the rooming situation he's in. He scratched his brow with his real hand. Maybe it was a good thing he was numb to the whole thing. The last thing civilians wanted was to see their saviour panic alongside them due to unforeseen trauma. Elijah stepped away from the burning pile, parking the extinguisher farther from it before he began to pick up the trash around him. Wrappers, wayward socks, other bits and pieces he deemed flammable were all added to the fire. He even scooped up his bed covers and threw the whole thing in, letting the flames consume the pizza and cookie crumbs left behind. The smoke was stinging his eyes a bit, and it seemed his roommate was similarly inconvenienced. "I'm cleaning. Here." Elijah opened the window. That'll help with the smell. Kurokami Gen |
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Post by Elijah on Jul 5, 2023 1:28:57 GMT
If he were anyone else, he would probably jump from his seat and let out a yelp at the suddenness of an appendage being dropped before him. It was a surprise; who would do that in the middle of the cafeteria during lunch time? Johanna would apparently. And start rambling about said appendage to boot, without a care for the eyes surely directed their way. That's why he wasn't surprised by her arrival really. She made her presence known a mile away, drawing attention to herself with a shock of orange hair and an arm that lacked an owner slung to her back. Who was now found. Hello, right arm missing. 👋 Once the mechanic was finished, Elijah let himself continue chewing his food as she came in mid-bite, stretching the silence between them for what could only be a comically long time. Only when he swallowed did he actually spoke. "Do you usually drop people's arms in front of them?" He could only trust that she made it as robust as she claimed if letting it fall on the table wouldn't cause any damage. So he tested it further by dragging the arm towards himself, making no effort whatsoever to reduce the noise. Turning it this way and that, the Canadian inspected the new piece of gear, nodding at the lack of paint scratches that would've emerged from the action. "Light is good, I specialize more in speed than strength," he admitted with no sign of embarrassment. It was a fact, something he always knew about himself. "Though I know there's situations where packing a punch is necessary."Brown eyes turned to peer up at her as he gave a thumbs up. "Looks good so far. What's the secret?"Johanna Larsen |
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Post by Elijah on Jun 30, 2023 3:59:09 GMT
Ah, Tokyo, the largest city in Japan. A metropolis with towers that reached the very skies, its streets teeming with cars and entertainment ever abundant in a place that never seems to sleep. It was also full of people with money. Not that Elijah was hard-pressed for it. His education in UAU was paid for by his dad in full, as well as his stay in the esteemed academy's dorms. Food, clothes, everything was covered by an ever loving father who wanted nothing more than for his son to avoid the struggles of capitalism. Honestly though, the freshman wasn't a fan of dependence. So he chose to work for the money. Not by applying for a job of course, resumes and phone calls and interviews required too much effort. He had his own way of getting it. Donned in cargo pants and a jacket with its hood obscuring his face, Elijah made his way down a street before parking himself close to the entrance of a mall. The setup was muscle memory; the amp was his seat and used as a guide to position the rest of his things, pedal board unpacked and placed by his feet, open instrument case up front and to the side. Satisfied, the freshman sat on the speaker with his bass in his hands, taking the time to tune it and search for the right beat to follow. Only then did he really start to play. Dante |
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Post by Elijah on Jun 26, 2023 0:34:22 GMT
Attempting to understand just what the hell happened in this room was right. Elijah's eyes were on the floor as debris pooled around his feet before they wandered the space itself. Not a single spot was ignored. Everything has at least one piece of something that didn't belong. The mess was almost impressive. He didn't think one person was capable of producing the amount of trash the place was filled with. Said person was addressing him now from his own bed, which was the only thing spotless in the room. Brown eyes would land on him in turn. "Hawthorne. You must be Kurokami." Who else would have the ability to ignore the state of his surroundings other than the one responsible after all. With those words exchanged, Elijah's bag carved a path as he walked in, cans clattering out of the way as the freshman walked to the foot of his bed. He pushed more wrappers out to make space before parking his carry-on and his bass case on the floor. A sigh escaped him as he looked at the sorry state of his bed. Guess he'll have to stay awake for a bit longer to clean. The mess did clue him in on something though. If this guy didn't care about the things littered around, it meant it was all garbage. Elijah had a quick way of disposing of it. Starting with the pile of clothing that commanded one half of the room. Procuring something from one of the pockets on his bag, Elijah left the sophomore to his reading, only to come back to the room with a fire extinguisher in hand. He walked to the mountain of laundry and placed the device at his feet before revealing the item he took earlier. It was a matchbox. He picked a match, scratched it against the side of the box, and flicked the lit stick on to the pile. There was no burst of flames as he didn't make any effort to add starters to it, but the match did catch on to one of the shirts in the mound. Now all he needed to do was wait until the trash was reduced to ashes. Kurokami Gen |
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