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    • Team MAJT

      4 years ago

      demash

      A friend and I started writing a novel about the adventures of team MAJT joining beacon. Here's the first chapter. Comment with your thoughts

      Chapter One: The Occasion

      Matthew

      The airship was cold and dry. And a little bit too cramped. The hard steel wasn't exactly conducive to warmth or coziness, and neither were the packed quarters. Being in a tight space with many people you'd not met before sounds like a bad idea over all. Well, I guess I'd have to get to meet them sometime or another. I'd be stuck, again, in dormitories of four, with three of them for the upwards of three years. Sounds like a hellacious experience if you ask me. I hope I get caught with some decent people at least. And hopefully they enjoy wordplay. That stuff? My jam. Puns for days. The ship came to a shivering stop, hovering above the grounds I'd now call home. Maybe the launchpad, but Beacon! An exciting new chapter of my life began to unfold before me, absolutely incredible and so immense in the scheme of my life's drea-

      What the fuck is that godawful sound. It sounds like a guy screaming aggressively like possum caught in a combine. Kinda rhythmic though. The perpetrator of such noises was entertaining a small group of people with his guitar and horrendous screeching. The dude was odd. Looks like he'd belong in Vacuo, with his tanned skin, dark brown hair, and similarly coloured eyes. He wore a jacket that appeared to be made of a thick fiber, black and stretched taut like a wind breaker. His jeans were blue and ripped, with two sets of metal leg coverings that covered his calves and the tops of his boots. The dude was still screaming. Sarcastically, it would seem, to an amused crowd. Whether their amusement was was in awe or horror was to be debated. I strolled over, bemused. He'd seemed to have set down the guitar for now, giving everyone's ears a rest. Placing a hand on his shoulder, I spoke.

      "Honestly, what the fuck.'

      "What, no ear for music?', he replied smugly. His grin was highly evident in his pleasure with his antics.

      "Who let you have a guitar?', I asked with a quirked eyebrow.

      "They wouldn't let me bring my banjo!' He laughed loudly, a little too loudly, if you ask me. In response, I put my head in my hands and responded in a bored tone.

      "Keep playing, see if I care.' He smirked in lavish entertainment, breaking out the guitar immediately. I reached for my weapon, but pulled my hand away when I realized that he didn't seem to be that bad of a guy. He had a decent sense of humour. I sat down beside him and he reflexively tucked his guitar away to make space.

      We began a long and rambling discussion that lasted throughout our landing, most of our orientation, and the long lines of the schools storage room, where we placed our bags for now. His name appeared to be Asa. Weird name for a weird dude. Interestingly, we had a lot in common and many mistook us for old friends. As we were going through the motions of a new school environment, we'd noticed some of the characters abounding in the school. Everything from faunus to giants to the most bizarrely dressed people I'd ever witnessed. There were a couple of students that stood out. Many were in pairs, old friends evidently. A pair of girls, one with shorter redder hair and one even smaller than her with darker hair. Asa had scuttled away from me for a moment to break into conversation with the redhaired one. He returned presently, regaling me with the names of the 'lovely ladies' who had given him the time of day. Jillian Misner and Jasmine Teel, apparently were from Vale, like me, and Asa too. Seems he had moved at a very young age. He really does never shut up.

      The lights turned down and the headmaster appeared. Professor Ozpin was a meager man, at least less intimidating than expected, what with his coffee and his lame outfit. Anyway, he prattled on about the school and traditions, nothing out of what the brochure had prepared me for. After a long presentation, we were shown to communal dorms. There we were bunked with a large variety of... unique individuals. It was a long night, filled with more off-key singing. One of these days Asa... POW. Straight to the moon! You and your guitar. I chuckled to myself, prompting a raising of Asa's eyebrows in bemusement. As I fell asleep, I knew a long couple of days were ahead me.

      Waking up, I snapped upwards with my hat already on and I was ready for the day. Asa had spotted me doing as such and he gave me a quizzical look wondering why I slept with my hat on, but he was distracted by his own terrifically messy hair. The shaved sides were the only part not shooting up in a random direction. When the call came down for breakfast, that kid was up in a shot, the promise of food calling him. He and I ate in a flash, Asa making sure we sat near the few people he had interacted with the night before, leaving them in a confused daze. Our pace was dizzying as we prepared for our strange new partnering assignment.

      As the day dragged on, we moved to our partnering assignment. Miss Goodwitch was there, prattling on about the logistics. Asa had distracted me, but as we stood on platforms facing out to a forest, I knew I was missing something critical. Suddenly, we were launched into the air. Sailing chaotically through it, I spied Asa, again, screaming as he retrieved his weapon. A strange baseball bat-like contraption, all metal. It had a bazooka tip, well not really. More like a giant single barrel of shotgun and spikes. It was painfully dangerous. He used the barrel as a sort of fire to propel himself forward, aaaaaaand directly into a tree.

      Way to go Asa, I thought to myself. I realized that we were getting a little too close for comfort to lower trees, I thrust out my arm and sent out my jet black aura. It hooked onto a high tree branch and I swung through the forest for a more gentle landing. I extended my "rope' and had a running finish on the ground of the forest. I love my semblance, i

    • Quick Question

      4 years ago

      demash

      Ordered a couple beanies about 2 weeks ago, but I was logged off of my account, does anyone know how to tell if the order actually came through or not... the waiting is killing me!

    • 4 years ago

      demash

      I'm looking for some Xbox one players that want to play VOG I'm a Lv 29 hunter or 26 warlock
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      4 years ago

      demash

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    • 5 years ago

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    • 5 years ago

      demash

      I just realized my account has been up for over a year and I only have one journal entry. I need to change that so, I'll... Wait that sounds difficult... How about I... Uh........... I know I could........ Screw it ill just make another one later.... I think

    • 6 years ago

      demash
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    • How to text the middle finger

      6 years ago

      demash

      This should work on all phones...
      Hit space twice then put a lower case n then drop down a bar and put n,n capital i, capital i and finish off with a n.

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