We-yo? Ngweh? ....octoboy is confusing. He's cute though. I kinda wish I could play Splatoon 2. Eh, Dad might get it for me someday. Or maybe I'll save up if I'm lucky. For now I have the first game though so it's okay.
Tell me about it. For games like Splatoon I’m generally content watching someone else play until I finally save enough for a Switch.
Backstory: Ohh, wow! I looked at how many people had signed up and are still signing up and thought that i needn't put too much in as the character wont probably even get to the story stage! Man, that's dedication! You must have a looot of notes when writing these stories, xD PART 1 Favourite Colour: Orange
Occupation: He's 14, not even legally allowed to work, xD
Backstory: He grew up in Southampton in the suburb of Bassett, with his grandmother. His parents had divorced about 2 years after he was born, which was too early in his life for him to remember much, but he has one vivid memory of a Man and a Woman fighting and snarking at each other with words he couldn't understand. The tone that they displayed stuck with him forever. He remembered crying and the man coming over to pick him up, then the woman snatching him, taking him out the door. As Harland looked back on that event when he could understand, he felt that it was too much to bear; he did everything in his power never to be lead back to that moment. At school he started off as many normal kids would, meeting friends, learning what pluses and minuses are, that whole wave, but when he got to Year 2, it all changed; he started off as much more conservative. He didn't see the need to do stuff in school, he always had his head down, he showed little to no effort towards anything and everything. This made him a target for bullies, bullies that were actually 2 years older than him. The teacher saw he had lost his spark and organised a meeting with his grandmother. She didn't know what to do. That night she talked to Harland about it. She brought up the point of how she noticed she was loosing him, that she wanted the old Harland back. The Old Harland; Just what lead him back to that wave of events. He cried on his grandmothers lap for 3 hours straight. His grandmother hadn't a clue as to what he was crying about. She tried to comfort him, although clueless of what she had thought had happened at school.
TBC
I do have all the bios and stuff saved in a google doc. XD
We have to as occupation anyways, just to be sure lol.
Backstory (Cont.): Harland finally stopped, and without a word, he went to his bedroom and sat on his bed, thinking. His Grandma dare not to disturb him, she hadn't a clue what else she might trigger, so she left it till the morning. When Harland was thinking, he thought about how this had affected him. Looking back on how events he had no control over, events he didn't even understand till just recently, had affected him. He made a resolve not to never think about them, but this time to learn from them. He was never, ever gonna speak to someone in that tone, ever in his life. He was never ever to be disrespectful to anyone, ever, and was to respect everyones opinions. And those bullies he knew, well he was gonna give them a show. The next day he came to school a different person; he was more out there, he remade many of his friends he had the year before and when those bullies came around, he didn't fight back one bit; instead, he just nit grittily picked everything they were teasing him about. They soon got bored, moved on, and he found out he rather liked the way he handled them. The next time he encountered them was at scouts in Year 3, and he had the most fun with them ever! They never came back to scouts, too. Throughout the rest of school and into high school he was one of the most insistent people out there.
Skill: Bad Poetry, making cocky remarks, is good at tying ropes (from when he went to scouts) and can make really big splashes from doing bombs in the pool.
Whats in HIS vacation bag (JK JK, XD): He packed 3 pairs of shorts, a notebook and 2 books, a Hawaiian shirt (bricklink: [LegoTorso Hawaiian Shirt Open with White Flowers over White Undershirt Pattern / Dark Azure Arms / Yellow Hands]) and a couple of other generic ones, his grandmothers old necklace as well as his trusty 'dumb phone' (he can get quite paranoid when it comes to the internet, xD) and some dank shades.
Weapon of choice: His grandmothers necklace.
How he does under pressure: If it doesn't really affect him or he just hears about it it's fine but if something happens right in his vicinity he can get very paranoid very quickly, flipping immediately.
Oh gasp! Sorry about that I copy/pasted that from Bun's bio and totally didn't even see the pronoun. O.O
Though....his weapon is a necklace?
Thanks! This helps a lot.
Wow, that must be one big google doc! Do we do like a different character for every round? Ohh, 'tis all good man, it's a small thing, xD Ohh, probably should've clarified, idk if I'm allowed to do that on here actually, but um, lets just say it's sharp..? XD I guess you could imagine that it unclips and he uses it like a lasso? Lol, whatever works. No worries man, appreciate you taking the time to do this for me, really, I can imagine the amount of work it'd take, so hats off!
I do have all the bios and stuff saved in a google doc. XD
We have to as occupation anyways, just to be sure lol.
mm, deep stuff.
Oh gasp! Sorry about that I copy/pasted that from Bun's bio and totally didn't even see the pronoun. O.O
Though....his weapon is a necklace?
Thanks! This helps a lot.
Wow, that must be one big google doc! Do we do like a different character for every round? Ohh, 'tis all good man, it's a small thing, xD Ohh, probably should've clarified, idk if I'm allowed to do that on here actually, but um, lets just say it's sharp..? XD I guess you could imagine that it unclips and he uses it like a lasso? Lol, whatever works. No worries man, appreciate you taking the time to do this for me, really, I can imagine the amount of work it'd take, so hats off!
Eh, fair sized yeah. Some people keep the same one but others change often, just depends on the person. It's kind of not but I'm glad I am forgiven. ooooh. Okay that makes sense. I do what I can, thank ey. : D
(Yas Ik it's not morning but Essa has had a day. pls humor me)
The guests had much to think about for the rest of the day following Neko's smashing. The mood of the hotel was charged and suppressed at the same time. After dark, Tigress hears a noise and carefully peeks out of her room to see whats what. She sees a shadow. Heart pounding she grabs her weapons and dashes after it, convinced that the smasher was at it again and MUST be stopped. She chased the shadow back to the scene of the crime. The library. "They always come back..." She muttered grimly to herself, narrowing her eyes. She jumped into the room weapon at the ready and called out, "Freeze turkey, it's gonna be to the big cooler for you!" To her shock the figure was MOCK. He looked quite confused as well. "Wait....I wasn't planning to hurt anyone I just came back to make sure there weren't any other clues. I know I accused myself and with all the missing memories I'm just trying to find some answers." Tigress lowered her weapon but didn't put them away. "...okay that makes sense I suppose. I'll help you look, maybe that will ease your mind." She put her weapon away and helped him search the shelves but the sharp sound of a click cause both guests to freeze then turn slowly around. There in half shadow stood Lavender with a stern look on her face. "So you thought you had it all figured out did you? You guys have gotten a little too close to the truth for my taste and I think it's about time to," She stopped suddenly and clutched her side, under her armpit, a moment before slowly falling to the side. Leaf stepped into the room shaking like a leaf and holding the twin to the dagger that Lavender had now. "A...are you guys okay?!" Tigress nodded and nudged Lavender's limp form with her toe, "Yeah, thanks to you. Thank goodness she's been stopped now...we'd better call someone..."
Thank you all SO much for playing this game! It has been very very fun for me and I hope extremely fun for y'all! ^v^
-last edited on Feb 18, 2019 8:04:32 GMT by TeaLeaf❀
Post by TeaLeaf❀ on Feb 18, 2019 8:03:45 GMT
I guess I'll update my bio as well.
Name: Leaf
Personality: Emotional and sympathetic, often tries to maintain peace during conflicts, clumsy and often oblivious to her surroundings, will help people to the best of her ability, very curious and is easily amused, meticulous and overcautious
Favorite color: Navy Blue/Teal
Occupation: Photographer, food fanatic
Appearance: Black overalls with a gray jacket, short black hair reaching to her shoulders, glasses, wears a camera around her neck, carries a digital watch
Backstory: While traveling to another city to join its famous flower festival, Leaf decides to rest at the hotel before continuing on her journey. But the Smashings soon left her trapped along with the other guests, unable to leave...
Skills: Good listener and helper, great at coming up with ideas/brainstorming, makes good tea, takes detailed pictures
What would be in your bags on vacation? Her trusty camera, books, tasty drinks/snacks, boxes of tea, blankets, coloring pens, and the usual necessities...
Weapon of choice? Daggers/minor explosives
How do you do under pressure? Seems to hold out a very stable and firm image, but is actually very nervous and jumps at the slightest things; burns out easily from long-term stress
(Yas Ik it's not morning but Essa has had a day. pls humor me)
The guests had much to think about for the rest of the day following Neko's smashing. The mood of the hotel was charged and suppressed at the same time. After dark, Tigress hears a noise and carefully peeks out of her room to see whats what. She sees a shadow. Heart pounding she grabs her weapons and dashes after it, convinced that the smasher was at it again and MUST be stopped. She chased the shadow back to the scene of the crime. The library. "They always come back..." She muttered grimly to herself, narrowing her eyes. She jumped into the room weapon at the ready and called out, "Freeze turkey, it's gonna be to the big cooler for you!" To her shock the figure was MOCK. He looked quite confused as well. "Wait....I wasn't planning to hurt anyone I just came back to make sure there weren't any other clues. I know I accused myself and with all the missing memories I'm just trying to find some answers." Tigress lowered her weapon but didn't put them away. "...okay that makes sense I suppose. I'll help you look, maybe that will ease your mind." She put her weapon away and helped him search the shelves but the sharp sound of a click cause both guests to freeze then turn slowly around. There in half shadow stood Lavender with a stern look on her face. "So you thought you had it all figured out did you? You guys have gotten a little too close to the truth for my taste and I think it's about time to," She stopped suddenly and clutched her side, under her armpit, a moment before slowly falling to the side. Leaf stepped into the room shaking like a leaf and holding the twin to the dagger that Lavender had now. "A...are you guys okay?!" Tigress nodded and nudged Lavender's limp form with her toe, "Yeah, thanks to you. Thank goodness she's been stopped now...we'd better call someone..."
Thank you all SO much for playing this game! It has been very very fun for me and I hope extremely fun for y'all! ^v^