Camp Onyx

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*Question A: What planes exist? Do we have any AT-802U Sky Warden-like planes that are modern yet like propeller WWII fighter/fighter-bomber/dive-bomber/any fighter type planes (because who doesn't like a hawker or spitfire?) with that build? Do we have newer ones because I think Sky Wardens have stupid looking cockpits and look a bit too thin and "frame-like"

Question B: Can my guy be a RCF Airforce member whom has a plane? And is allowed to have the plane? Because like man air cadets made me like planes more than I already do. And it made me understand a slight bit more how the military is and the fact that my officer has like FOUGHT.*

 *I don't know planes very well, but yes there are newer ones.*

*Uhhhhhh I'd prefer if your character didn't have a plane, especially considering most of the people here are kids.* 

 *Okie. I shalt make a different character. Can they be a time cowboy?*

 *Yeppers*

 *You know how some super heroes have pets? Like the obvious one being krypto? Can I have a time horse? Imagine this; a horse, but it's worse at attacking people, but also doesn't randomly have "ankle-explodoitus" or smth?*

 *Sure!*

 *Yay :D*

A 30 or 40 something year old man wanders across the grounds of Camp Onyx, wearing a super hero suit with a combat belt, a holster, a poncho, heavy duty boots, and a built in cowboy hat. They have on their suit a large neck piece, seemingly a scarf. The piece shifts quickly over their face into a superhero mask, with a robotic visor. A 30 or 40 something year old man wanders across the grounds of Camp Onyx, wearing a super hero suit with a combat belt, a holster, a poncho, heavy duty boots, and a built in cowboy hat. They have on their suit a large neck piece, seemingly a scarf. The piece shifts quickly over their face into a superhero mask, with a robotic visor. A 30 or 40- and it stops repeating. He walks over to a horse, which has a full set of armour, of which is both futuristic, reminiscing of the frontier, and very modern. He unhitches the horse, and takes it for a walk, his mask folding back up as he talks sweetly to his horse. He's clearly not the most happy man, but someone trying. Someone who wants to be better.

 *Wait is he a counselor? Cause idk if I'm comfy having someone that old in a thread with a buncha teen characters*

 *Happy birthday Naner!*

 *Ive got the worst memory but happy birthday Naner!!*

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*A few new intros because I'm not really satisfied with my characters here* 

A boy of about fifteen with auburn hair and a white t-shirt is doing magic tricks by the lunch area, showing people blasts of fire that seem to come from suits of cards and releasing a bird from his hat, which is scrappy and torn. His copper colored eyes twinkle as he flips through his cards. 

An older kid, who is a bit taller with Brien hair and striking green eyes, stands behind him, shaking his head. 
“Your form is off, Cass. And the effects aren’t efficient enough. You need to focus more on the intent of the cards instead of just flinging the things out.” He crosses his arms, a deep scowl seemingly permanently etched onto his face. 

 *Killing you!!!!* 

*Can't you just let Cass be happy /silly* 

The boy, apparently Cass, spins around. "I'm just putting on a show. I'll practice when it's actually time to practice. What are you doing here? I'm sure you have better people to annoy."

*if Cass is happy, Alabaster has failed his brotherly duty.*

He scoffs, pulling out his own deck of cards. “You are my brother, if only by blood. It is my duty to our family to make sure you are not a failure, however much I may hate it. As I now work here, I thought it would be fitting for me to extend my role here as well in a more professional capacity.”

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A muscular woman, age 16 is sitting on a log, wearing a crop top, and leather jacket crop top. She has heavy combat duty pants on, which are black with chrome zippers. Her eyes are tired, with large eye bags, and also a seemingly unlimited supply of energy drinks. Her is a shiny metallic glob, dripping, one large portion covering one eye. She has a wound, actively dripping, and she is focusing hard, seemingly trying to force the blood back in. After a few minutes, she gives up, and grabs a rusty piece of iron, before crushing it, and then extending it back out, removing the rust. She grabs her large military grade backpack, pulls out a sheet of metal, and holds it so tight it should cut her skin; but it simply doesn't. She chucks the metal, which, by a string of itself, is connected to her hand, and hits a tree, before pulling back the metal. Grabbing the other sheet, she places it on the wound, and absorbs it.

A teenaged girl wearing a flowy tan dress runs over with closed eyes. She stops before tye wounded girl, panting. “Oh my god- you’re hurt! I- what do I do?! Uh- can you understand what I’m saying?”

*hey, just checking, could I join?*

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*hey, just checking, could I join?*

 *Absolutely, everyone is free to join here!*

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*hey, just checking, could I join?*

 *Absolutely, everyone is free to join here!*

 *What he said yea*

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*A few new intros because I'm not really satisfied with my characters here* 

A boy of about fifteen with auburn hair and a white t-shirt is doing magic tricks by the lunch area, showing people blasts of fire that seem to come from suits of cards and releasing a bird from his hat, which is scrappy and torn. His copper colored eyes twinkle as he flips through his cards. 

An older kid, who is a bit taller with Brien hair and striking green eyes, stands behind him, shaking his head. 
“Your form is off, Cass. And the effects aren’t efficient enough. You need to focus more on the intent of the cards instead of just flinging the things out.” He crosses his arms, a deep scowl seemingly permanently etched onto his face. 

 *Killing you!!!!* 

*Can't you just let Cass be happy /silly* 

The boy, apparently Cass, spins around. "I'm just putting on a show. I'll practice when it's actually time to practice. What are you doing here? I'm sure you have better people to annoy."

*if Cass is happy, Alabaster has failed his brotherly duty.*

He scoffs, pulling out his own deck of cards. “You are my brother, if only by blood. It is my duty to our family to make sure you are not a failure, however much I may hate it. As I now work here, I thought it would be fitting for me to extend my role here as well in a more professional capacity.”

 "Well you can stop. You act like you're so much better than me, like I'm a failure, but you're just an overgrown virus, latching onto anyone you can find to make them miserable." 

*Anyone wanna rp? :3*

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*A few new intros because I'm not really satisfied with my characters here* 

A boy of about fifteen with auburn hair and a white t-shirt is doing magic tricks by the lunch area, showing people blasts of fire that seem to come from suits of cards and releasing a bird from his hat, which is scrappy and torn. His copper colored eyes twinkle as he flips through his cards. 

An older kid, who is a bit taller with Brien hair and striking green eyes, stands behind him, shaking his head. 
“Your form is off, Cass. And the effects aren’t efficient enough. You need to focus more on the intent of the cards instead of just flinging the things out.” He crosses his arms, a deep scowl seemingly permanently etched onto his face. 

 *Killing you!!!!* 

*Can't you just let Cass be happy /silly* 

The boy, apparently Cass, spins around. "I'm just putting on a show. I'll practice when it's actually time to practice. What are you doing here? I'm sure you have better people to annoy."

*if Cass is happy, Alabaster has failed his brotherly duty.*

He scoffs, pulling out his own deck of cards. “You are my brother, if only by blood. It is my duty to our family to make sure you are not a failure, however much I may hate it. As I now work here, I thought it would be fitting for me to extend my role here as well in a more professional capacity.”

 "Well you can stop. You act like you're so much better than me, like I'm a failure, but you're just an overgrown virus, latching onto anyone you can find to make them miserable." 

“I act like I am better than you because, simply put, I am better than you. I do not try to make you miserable, Cass. If you are miserable because of my teachings, then you clearly have not applied them correctly.”

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*Question A: What planes exist? Do we have any AT-802U Sky Warden-like planes that are modern yet like propeller WWII fighter/fighter-bomber/dive-bomber/any fighter type planes (because who doesn't like a hawker or spitfire?) with that build? Do we have newer ones because I think Sky Wardens have stupid looking cockpits and look a bit too thin and "frame-like"

Question B: Can my guy be a RCF Airforce member whom has a plane? And is allowed to have the plane? Because like man air cadets made me like planes more than I already do. And it made me understand a slight bit more how the military is and the fact that my officer has like FOUGHT.*

 *I don't know planes very well, but yes there are newer ones.*

*Uhhhhhh I'd prefer if your character didn't have a plane, especially considering most of the people here are kids.* 

 *Okie. I shalt make a different character. Can they be a time cowboy?*

 *Yeppers*

 *You know how some super heroes have pets? Like the obvious one being krypto? Can I have a time horse? Imagine this; a horse, but it's worse at attacking people, but also doesn't randomly have "ankle-explodoitus" or smth?*

 *Sure!*

 *Yay :D*

A 30 or 40 something year old man wanders across the grounds of Camp Onyx, wearing a super hero suit with a combat belt, a holster, a poncho, heavy duty boots, and a built in cowboy hat. They have on their suit a large neck piece, seemingly a scarf. The piece shifts quickly over their face into a superhero mask, with a robotic visor. A 30 or 40 something year old man wanders across the grounds of Camp Onyx, wearing a super hero suit with a combat belt, a holster, a poncho, heavy duty boots, and a built in cowboy hat. They have on their suit a large neck piece, seemingly a scarf. The piece shifts quickly over their face into a superhero mask, with a robotic visor. A 30 or 40- and it stops repeating. He walks over to a horse, which has a full set of armour, of which is both futuristic, reminiscing of the frontier, and very modern. He unhitches the horse, and takes it for a walk, his mask folding back up as he talks sweetly to his horse. He's clearly not the most happy man, but someone trying. Someone who wants to be better.

 *Wait is he a counselor? Cause idk if I'm comfy having someone that old in a thread with a buncha teen characters*

 *Meant to be like the "old and wise counselor that's really chill" type, but I can remove him if u want :D*

*Also congratulations on securing elderhood*

*I should be free tomorrow for rp here if anyone is available.

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A muscular woman, age 16 is sitting on a log, wearing a crop top, and leather jacket crop top. She has heavy combat duty pants on, which are black with chrome zippers. Her eyes are tired, with large eye bags, and also a seemingly unlimited supply of energy drinks. Her is a shiny metallic glob, dripping, one large portion covering one eye. She has a wound, actively dripping, and she is focusing hard, seemingly trying to force the blood back in. After a few minutes, she gives up, and grabs a rusty piece of iron, before crushing it, and then extending it back out, removing the rust. She grabs her large military grade backpack, pulls out a sheet of metal, and holds it so tight it should cut her skin; but it simply doesn't. She chucks the metal, which, by a string of itself, is connected to her hand, and hits a tree, before pulling back the metal. Grabbing the other sheet, she places it on the wound, and absorbs it.

A teenaged girl wearing a flowy tan dress runs over with closed eyes. She stops before tye wounded girl, panting. “Oh my god- you’re hurt! I- what do I do?! Uh- can you understand what I’m saying?”

 She waves her hand haphazardly, as if not really worried, rolling her eyes, before kinda anxiously twitching her hand like she feels guilty but still not putting it down. "Relax. I'm fine... it's just... I mean not fun. But it's healing. Enough." The wound is completely covered in the metal sheet, which is now melding across the circumference of her forearm. "It'll just be... sore as [GP]..."

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*I should be free tomorrow for rp here if anyone is available.

 *Okie. I'm thinking of making a 25 yr old plant woman*

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*I should be free tomorrow for rp here if anyone is available.

 “I’m free for rp tomorrow.”

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*I should be free tomorrow for rp here if anyone is available.

 *Okie. I'm thinking of making a 25 yr old plant woman*

 *or maybe she should be LIT?*

*Anyone wanna RP?*

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*Anyone wanna RP?*

 *sure.*

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*Anyone wanna RP?*

 *sure.*

 *Who ya want?*

*I'm free for rp all day tomorrow and for tonight. I have Taylor, Cass, and some dumb ones I forgot about because they suck*

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*I'm free for rp all day tomorrow and for tonight. I have Taylor, Cass, and some dumb ones I forgot about because they suck*

 *I have False Ego of Sadness and Hatred (Mercury Flavoured ofc), Pending on Approval, and Theoretical Plant*