| Big guy, small town, last chance (open); Ash's first day (open) | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 25 2014, 05:26 PM (917 Views) | |
| Anonymoogle | May 25 2014, 05:26 PM Post #1 |
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A beat up old subaru Outback parks in the lot nearest the main building, an aging vehicle that seems to still be running despite that the back end is a wall of bumper stickers that would make even the most touristy of tourists cringe, and the blue paint is peeling off in a couple spots, not to mention a dozen little dings and dents all over. And that side view mirror is very, very thoroughly reattached with duct tape. This poor car. This poor, poor car. A man gets out, wearing an off-white henley and blue jeans, and a blue plaid flannel overshirt with the sleeves long since ripped off. He fits the henley a little too closely, his arms filling out the sleeves and the bit of paunch keeping the overshirt from closing. Dude's got shoulders like a linebacker and looks like the scruffiest bear given human form. He scratches his probably-two-weeks-unshaven face as he looks around, leaning on the car's hood. "Huh. Not too shabby." He grabs his purpley can of soda out of the cup holder and takes a sip, shutting the door behind him with his foot. The near-destroyed leather flip flops flip flop on the pavement as he walks towards the main building, clicking the lock button on his keys before throwing them in his pocket. He sets some music on his iphone, broadcasting it to the large headphones connected to it, hanging around his neck. He doesnt put them on his ears, no, he just kinda leaves them there, filling the air around him with a quiet-but-still-totally-audible background theme of pirate metal. The scruffy man continues sipping his soda as he flip flops his way towards the main building, slouching a bit as he walks, and looks around for the office of someone in charge. He was told to get a parking pass in the most recent email, when he finally got here, but he didnt bother printing it out, so he doesnt actually have a clue who he's supposed to go to... He finishes his soda and crushes the can against his head before throwing it out, apparently actually being just that token. He looks around, giving a slight yawn after driving all day, hoping to find someone around who looks like they have a clue what they're doing. |
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| ZycantAlpha | May 29 2014, 04:13 PM Post #2 |
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The Logic Bells toll for Thee, Sucka!
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Michael began walking towards the University side of campus. He had to cut through the High School half today because of some temporary construction on his normal route and he wasn't going to risk running through traffic. He had time, of course, because of his almost neurotic nature but he'd definitely try to find a better route for the time being. He quickly cut into the office buildings, since that'd be the fastest way. Though he hoped someone wouldn't stop him for not having "official business." |
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Michael Nesler Persona: Kuebiko Summon Count: 0 Level 1 (5/5/5/4) Stats: 1/5/3/1/3 | |
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| Anonymoogle | May 29 2014, 04:34 PM Post #3 |
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Up ahead he sees a young man who quite literally could be twice the man he is in terms of weight and mass alone, a scruffy looking guy half a foot taller than him and probably about half a foot wider at the shoulder. Combined with the headphones he has on, he might as well be the deranged hybrid of a grunge punk rocker and a refridgerator. Said plaid-clad refridgerator turns to face Michael as he sees him, and immediately interprets "nerdy-looking guy" as "high school teacher". "Oi, 'ey there mate." Ash waves over to Michael, smiling as he walks up to the smaller guy. "Name's Ash, good to meetcha." Ash offers a handshake, and if Michael even makes the slightest move of his hand in the general direction of anywhere near Ash, his hand will be swiftly grabbed in a handshake and shaken heartily. "Oi, you know where oi can get a parkin' pass 'round here? Oi just started into the 'igh school 'ere, and I need to get one 'pparently. And a place to crash or somethin', but 'at's kinda second priority when oi got a c, y'know?" Somehow through that australian accent Michael should probably be realizing that it's not very likely this guy is young enough to be a high school student. |
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Ash's Menu Screen! Persona: Ursa Major ~ Level 1 Status: None Boons: Defender's Power Summon Count: 0 HP 5/5/5 ■■■■■ ■■■■■ ■■■■■ 3S/1M/5E/3A/1L FALLOUT RP(G): Excelsior State Chronicles | |
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| ZycantAlpha | May 29 2014, 05:42 PM Post #4 |
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The Logic Bells toll for Thee, Sucka!
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Michael noticed the student as he walked over, wondering what the football-player sized man was doing? Sub teacher for the high school? Or just passing through like him? "Oi, 'ey there mate." Michael began to wave hello back at the boy. "Hello." He said with a small, normal smile. "Name's Ash, good to meetcha." "Nice to meet you too, I'm Mich-" He started as he moved his hand. He was then quickly interrupted as Ash grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously. "-ael" He finished, hoping that he didn't miss too much of the beat on that one. "Oi, you know where oi can get a parkin' pass 'round here? Oi just started into the 'igh school 'ere, and I need to get one 'pparently. And a place to crash or somethin', but 'at's kinda second priority when oi got a c, y'know?" Michael hesitated for a second, trying to decipher the heavy accent. The first thing that sprung to mind was the pass. He considered that for a second when he realized this man had just mentioned being in High School...it was possible he was a transfer student but even then he looked pretty big for that. Granted, Michael himself was pretty small for a Uni student, but still. "Uh, I think the Parking Passes are dealt with in the Registrar...probably. I don't really know how this half of the facility works as well as my half." |
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Michael Nesler Persona: Kuebiko Summon Count: 0 Level 1 (5/5/5/4) Stats: 1/5/3/1/3 | |
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| Anonymoogle | May 29 2014, 06:14 PM Post #5 |
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"Good to meetcha, Mike!" Ash says with a smile. Friendly fellow, this one. "Thanks, mate. Where's the Registrar then? Too many buildin's in this place, oi need a bloody map." He gives a chuckle as he says it. |
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Ash's Menu Screen! Persona: Ursa Major ~ Level 1 Status: None Boons: Defender's Power Summon Count: 0 HP 5/5/5 ■■■■■ ■■■■■ ■■■■■ 3S/1M/5E/3A/1L FALLOUT RP(G): Excelsior State Chronicles | |
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| ZycantAlpha | May 29 2014, 06:26 PM Post #6 |
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The Logic Bells toll for Thee, Sucka!
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"Thanks, mate. Where's the Registrar then? Too many buildin's in this place, oi need a bloody map." Michael hesitated on that one, not being the most knowledgeable of the high school side of the campus. "I'm...uh...not really sure. You may need to ask around for someone who knows this campus better than I do. Sorry." He certainly knew the feeling of being lost on a big campus and trying to find your own hand in front of your face without much of a clue. |
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Michael Nesler Persona: Kuebiko Summon Count: 0 Level 1 (5/5/5/4) Stats: 1/5/3/1/3 | |
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| Anonymoogle | May 29 2014, 06:38 PM Post #7 |
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"Oh... huh, though you were a teacher, mate." Ash chuckles. "My bad, my bad. So, uh..." He steps back and runs his hands back through his hair to pull his shaggy auburn hair back out of his eyes, scratching his head for a moment. His music is still playing quite audibly from the headphones around his neck, switching over to a loud drum solo, then some rhythmic screaming, and then continuing into deep, growling lyrics to a beat somewhere between rock and metal. Its up loud enough for other people to hear (though not clearly), making it probably obscenely loud to listen to if he actually had it on his ears. "...oh, right, its a college or something here too. Right. So, what, you lost too?" |
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Ash's Menu Screen! Persona: Ursa Major ~ Level 1 Status: None Boons: Defender's Power Summon Count: 0 HP 5/5/5 ■■■■■ ■■■■■ ■■■■■ 3S/1M/5E/3A/1L FALLOUT RP(G): Excelsior State Chronicles | |
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| ZycantAlpha | May 29 2014, 09:27 PM Post #8 |
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The Logic Bells toll for Thee, Sucka!
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"Oh... huh, though you were a teacher, mate...My bad, my bad." Michael shrugged. "No harm done or anything, and I think it makes some sense to ask someone in the area you want to go." "So, uh..." Ash scratched his head and took a step back, and Michael could faintly hear the music playing from the headphones. As to why people did that, he'd never really understand. "...oh, right, its a college or something here too. Right. So, what, you lost too?" Michael shook his head. "No, not really. I just cut through here to try to get to my side a little faster is all. There's some construction going on along how I usually get here, so I'm having to adjust a little." |
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Michael Nesler Persona: Kuebiko Summon Count: 0 Level 1 (5/5/5/4) Stats: 1/5/3/1/3 | |
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| Anonymoogle | May 29 2014, 10:35 PM Post #9 |
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"Huh, arright. I'd just go right through the place, but then again, yer kinda... nerdy lookin' an' all." He chuckles, not really intending it to sound like an insult, though it probably could be taken as one. "You should stand up more. Square your shoulders. Swag a bit, y'know? You look like you're gonna get blown away in a stiff breeze or get dunked in a crapper for your lunch money or somethin'." Ash demonstrates by standing up to his full six foot height like he's posing for a wrestling promo, hands on his hips and giving a broad grin. His music hits a guitar solo in the song uncannily on cue. He stops posing and chuckles a moment later. "Or that's just what the dumb jock in me's sayin', at least." walking over and giving Michael a big, heavy left-handed pat on the back. "Oi, good to meetcha, anyway, Mike! I'll see you around, eh mate?" Ash says, before starting to head off to look elsewhere... |
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Ash's Menu Screen! Persona: Ursa Major ~ Level 1 Status: None Boons: Defender's Power Summon Count: 0 HP 5/5/5 ■■■■■ ■■■■■ ■■■■■ 3S/1M/5E/3A/1L FALLOUT RP(G): Excelsior State Chronicles | |
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| ZycantAlpha | May 29 2014, 11:51 PM Post #10 |
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The Logic Bells toll for Thee, Sucka!
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"Huh, arright. I'd just go right through the place, but then again, yer kinda... nerdy lookin' an' all. You should stand up more. Square your shoulders. Swag a bit, y'know? You look like you're gonna get blown away in a stiff breeze or get dunked in a crapper for your lunch money or somethin'." Michael chuckled. "Yeah, you're probably right. Though I doubt 'swagging' is really in my nature." Michael listened to Ash for a few seconds before he felt his hand land on his shoulder. "Oi, good to meetcha, anyway, Mike! I'll see you around, eh mate?" "Yeah. I hope so. See you late, Ash." Michael began to move in a different direction as Ash before a thought struck him. Ash could be pulled into the Otherworld as Michael had. It probably wasn't much, but his intuition told him this was the right call. "Oh, one last thing? I know this seems strange but this town's gotten...weird recently. So if something unusual happens, don't be afraid to run, OK? It might help save your life." With those cryptic words, but no knowledge of if Ash had heard them, Michael turned and headed towards the university. (Exit Thread) |
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Michael Nesler Persona: Kuebiko Summon Count: 0 Level 1 (5/5/5/4) Stats: 1/5/3/1/3 | |
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| Anonymoogle | May 30 2014, 12:52 AM Post #11 |
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"Oh, one last thing? I know this seems strange but this town's gotten...weird recently. So if something unusual happens, don't be afraid to run, OK? It might help save your life." Ash did indeed hear those cryptic words, but all Ash actually heard was "this town's gotten weird lately" before his mind dubbed in "running is for pussies and womenfolk" over the rest of it. Once you've wrestled a crocodile with your bear hands, your sense of danger tends to hold to very different standards... 'Sweet.' Ash thought. 'Mental note, get footage o' 'weird' for the show...' Ash was, in fact, so lost in his thoughts and imagination of what "weird" could mean, that he entirely passed the Registrar's office and continued walking aimlessly through the halls. His phone rings at some point during his daydreaming, blaring a digital chiptune of Party Rock Anthem out loud, interrupting his normally scheduled metal music with a phone call from his mother. "Hullo mum. Yes, oi got 'ere arright.... yes, oi forgot to call you... yes, oi-- wait, no, oi didnt get it yet." Ash sighs and leans back on the lockers in the hallway where he is, as his mother launches into a short, motherly spiel about responsibility and how serious he should be taking this year. "No worries, mum. Oi got everything under control... hey, Mum, can you do me a solid and look up the room I'm supposed to be dumpin my arse at?" "...yeah... Eagle?... 'ow very american of them. Eagle... second floor... arright, thanks mum. Dont you worry your 'ead about this, oi'm a big boy.... love you too, mum. G'day." Ash hangs up with a roll of his eyes and a sigh. He summarily decides that the Registrar's office is clearly not in the building that they told him it would be in, so he decides to go unpack his stuff first. He walks by the Registrar again while he's turning his music back on... |
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