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Fiona sensed the other angel a few minutes before he appeared. She thought fleetingly about running away, but she hadn't been paying close enough attention; whoever he was, he was too nearby now, and her flight would only draw suspicion to her, probably only convince him to hunt her down with further determination. It wasn't as if she'd done anything [i]wrong[/i], as yet. Fiona sighed and held her ground. Or rather, continued sitting on her rock, one hand running over her blade absent-mindedly, the other scratching illegible figures into the rock's surface with one heavenly fingernail. As anticipated, the other angel came upon her stone sanctuary within minutes, squinted at her, neared her with some unwilling hesitation. He looked young, rather unsure of himself, as she would've expected. The higher-ups wouldn't exactly be sending anyone with any experience or value out on meaningless search errands such as his. That's why they'd been so easy to avoid, until she'd stopped paying attention altogether that is. "Angel!" he said, his voice bellowing and intrusive. "Identify yourself!" She looked over, languid on her perch. "Fiona." "Your full name!" Fiona resisted the urge to bare her teeth, or hiss, or something. "That is my full name." "A -- All right then!" the angel said, his voice still a harsh annoyance among the quietude. "Where have you been? The war! It's begun!" Fiona looked at him and made a weak attempt at feigning surprise. "Really?" she said. "I had no idea." Her natural sarcasm forced itself onto her voice. Luckily, it seemed to be lost on the angel. "Well, Fiona, we'll expect you down there amongst the action immediately!" he said. "I see you're already armed! I'll report back to the base that you've joined the ranks!" He was off. Fiona considered her options. There were enough angels in heaven that his disappearance would not be noticed, just as hers hadn't been for quite some time now; but she wasn't in the mood for violence just then. She sighed, rolled her eyes. It wasn't to be helped, then. She'd "join the ranks." She jumped off her rock, bare feet noiseless on the soft clouds. Fiona clasped her arms to her chest, her weapons about her, and closed her eyes. At her command the clouds opened and she plummeted downward, towards Earth.

I'm making you guys come and find me. :p Heh, and sorry for making our characters take an instant dislike to Anubis, Dagger, I know he's supposed to be rather charismatic. Just didn't end up that way it would seem ... :p. [color=green]Aissa's steps were quick and measured, not betraying her inner turmoil. She allowed her mind to run free, not concentrating on her direction, as her feet were familiar enough with the streets of Tal'Ebot that she wasn't worried about getting lost. She always allowed herself plenty of time between appointments, and her next one wasn't for a couple of hours, so she was free to wander ... ... And regret drawing such attention to herself. Not that Aissa minded being the center of attention, not when she was around friends and family. But it was different in the city. Everyone's stares ... She couldn't know what they were thinking, but it felt as if they were all silently disapproving, wondering what a [i]mage[/i] was doing amongst them ... Tears came to her eyes and she tried to blink them away. [i]Hypersensitive[/i], she scolded herself. It was a common tease from her brother and criticism from her mom, neither of whom ever felt as affected as she did. [i]But she'd always been a sensitive child[/i], Aissa excused herself, and was dangerously near wandering into deplorable self-pity when a sound distracted her. It sounded like jingle bells, and was soon followed by "Aissa!" Aissa turned to see the bouncy girl she'd met in the market, who didn't look too bouncy anymore, unfortunately. She was struck by Leile's solemnity, which didn't seem to fit from the little she knew of her. "Leile," she said. "Are you all right?" The question came out unbidden; Leile looked ... sad. "I'm fine," Leile said. "I just wanted to know -- what's going on? What exactly is wrong with Muis-ka?" Aissa sighed, and tried to keep her shrug nonchalant, though she felt closer to defeated. "I'm not sure," she said honestly, after a moment's debate of whether or not to lie. "It seemed to be some sort of curse, some dark force that hovered around him and refused to leave." After a moment of hesitation, she went on, "That man said that the problem was deeper than Muis-ka ... that it stemmed from the city of Ma'Uriith itself. I'm not sure ..." Aissa trailed off, and her expression soured slightly as a familiar tall figure swept down the street towards them. "Anubis," Leile surmised from her expression, turning to watch him approach. "Well, maybe he can explain just what he meant when he said that."[/color]

[color=green]Hm. This thread has been brought to my attention as utterly off-track, semi-pointless, and generally completely confusing. I have to say, I agree, though it's gotten better recently (mostly because several people have dropped out, leaving the story to only be carried by a few of you, which is in general much easier). If the others involved in this RPG still want to rejoin, I'd ask you all to read each other's posts much more carefully this time. People would constantly place others' characters near them when they had already run away, and that's easily avoidable as long as you pay attention to what everyone else has written. Also, spelling, punctuation and breaking up paragraphs will generally make things easier to read. Things people say can be put in quotes, for example, instead of one long paragraph with seemingly random words. I encourage you all to try again if you'd like. Perhaps the creator of the RPG could give a short summary of what has gone on so far, taking whichever parts of previous posts seem to fit. Otherwise, I'm also fine with letting the thread slowly die. :p --terra P.S. animangademon, I'm not against OOC comments before or after a post, I didn't mean to give you that impression :). I'd just be careful of putting too many OOC comments as complete posts, since that clutters up the thread.[/color]

Thanks, folks. :) Ken Akamatsu is the creator of Love Hina, the manga from which I took the pictures. I only had to look through the first two volumes for all the pictures I needed, ... thank goodness. (There are fourteen volumes of the manga.) Anyway, I will look into those comic book fonts you speak of, Tony. Never heard of them before. Though it makes sense that they'd exist.

Well, one of my best friends has started a club for people who draw comics and manga and what-have-you, since for some reason there isn't one in the entire school. Anyway, she's coerced me into joining even though I don't draw anything, supposedly for the "graphic design" aspect. (Since it's her club, I guess she can do whatever she wants.) She (being a loving best friend) gave me an assignment, because nobody else wanted it: to make an advertisement poster for the club's next meeting. Since it's a comics club, I came up with this idea. I shrunk it down quite a bit so the text is a little distorted, but hopefully you can still read it. (The text is clearer in the original.) [img]http://pantheon.yale.edu/~elc23/fun/comics-club-poster.gif[/img] I plan to put a copyright disclaimer or something on it, though I'm still a little hesitant about printing out Ken Akamatsu's work and posting it all over campus. Most of the panels came from different pages of the manga, which is why I am proud I stole them and put them together to fit my own "storyline." Comments/criticism/whatever welcome. :)

Freaky as all hell, for some reason. I think it's her eyes. Though I know that's the character ... she's always freaked me out. Anyway, the background kind of adds to that feel, I think ... so surreal and blue. Freakiness notwithstanding, it looks good. The animation is well-done, especially for your first time :). Like you said, it's a little fast, but you explained that, so, yes. Guess I cannot offer much intelligent thought. :p

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Lady Asphyxia [/i] [B][size=1]Shakespeare's problem in things, I believe, is that it's meant to be acted. If you have to read it for yourself, without other people saying other parts, you lose half of the meaning. [/size] [/B][/QUOTE] I disagree. One of the things about Shakespeare is that his dialogue can mean a ton of different things depending on the inflection of how it's read. So, the actors' voices sort of restrict you to the one meaning that they choose. Reading the plays allow you to see the (often many) other posibilities of how that speech could've gone, etc. According to my professor this is part of Shakespeare's genius, that you can read so many different interpretations into his work. Sometimes I'd wonder, though, if that wasn't a sign of some kind of weakness ... because you're not able to know definitively what he wanted to say. Eh, well it seems most people are on the "genius" side of that argument. I do agree that occasionally he can get a little boring, if you're not totally into it at the moment that you're reading it. Over the summer I took a Comedies and Romances Shakespeare class, so we read a ton of his ... comedies and romances. By the end it sort of seemed like they were all the same, even though they obviously weren't.

[color=green]Please expand the back story of this RPG a bit. The Adventure Arena relies on detail, and the story behind your RPG could use some work, as it's not very extensive or detailed at the moment. Feel free to look at other RPG's for examples, and make sure to read the sticky at the top of the forum if you haven't already. Also, customarily people don't start the RPG in the Adventure Arena until some people have signed up, to prevent misunderstandings. I'll leave the one you started open for now, since you have provided a signup sheet here; just thought you might like to know for the future. --terra[/color]

Heh, I think they're pretty good. The avatars seem pretty ... I'm not sure what I'd call them, but I like them. I think they're pretty stylish. I like the last one the least, because it doesn't seem to have much of a theme, but put all in a row like that I definitely think they look cool. I don't see what the avatars have to do with FLCL, though. (Or is the FLCL just referring to the banner?) As for the banner, I like it as well, but I see what Tsukasa_hack means -- it doesn't seem to fit in with the mood of the anime. Still, it definitely has its merits, and you did the paper clip thing very cleanly, which is nice. I'd put the "DevilOF23" somewhere else, or leave it out if possible.

I like the Ultimates page. I have to agree with Baron, though, that the image on the first page looks kind of odd. ... Actually, the more I look at it, the more odd it looks. But hey, if it was just the art, who cares. :p I was going to comment on how the join picture doesn't fit in with all the other ones, but you're going to fix that anyway, so I just wasted this thirty seconds' worth of typing. Lovely. EDIT: Why [i]do[/i] people put the "Clear Form" button on pages (though yours is more cleverly named, I suppose)? Just never struck me as too hard to navigate away if I suddenly change my mind. Just a random thought. The way you put the links (er, I mean the menu bar in "The Ultimates" at the top) is very, very cool. The whole thing has a very clean look, including the codes, which is great. All right, Tony, you seem to have plenty of time and ideas for wonderful new websites, whereas I have no time nor ideas for my own mediocre new websites. I think you should make me one, since I am so sick of the green on my personal one. :p

[color=green]"It seems that you could use my help." "Could use your help, my ***," Aissa muttered mutinously, turning back to Muis-ka, then recoiling a bit in shock. Her reaction to the stranger's entrance was ... unlike her, to say the least, and it threw her even further off-balance. Luckily, Muis-ka and Leile didn't seem to have heard her, though Aissa had a sneaking suspicion that Anubis himself wasn't so happily oblivious. Aissa sighed and rolled up her sleeves, considering her options. The truth was, she probably [i]could[/i] use his help. But it wasn't every day that she turned to strangers for help in what she considered "her" field. Let alone strangers with mysterious tattoos etched on his hands. But his staff ... Aissa turned back to him and had to concentrate to avoid jumping back. She could've sworn that a moment ago those tattoos had been different ... but that was impossible ... She targeted them with her eyes, focusing, feeling for something, she wasn't sure what -- "Er, Aissa?" Leile spoke aloud from behind her, and Aissa realized she'd been silent for many a long moment now. Muis-ka appeared to be shivering. Aissa turned only long enough to give Muis-ka and Leile a reassuring smile, then drew Anubis a short distance away from them. "What do you think this thing is?" she said, her voice curt. "I thought you didn't need my help," Anubis said, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Aissa cast her eyes to the heavens and silently asked for a modicum of patience, because it appeared she did not have any today. "If you're going to be like that --" "He comes from Ma'Uriith, correct?" Anubis said. "The real problem stems from there, not from the man. To heal him, you would need to heal the entire city." Aissa just looked back at him. "The problem would be that Muis-ka is a paying customer, whereas Ma'Uriith is not," she said, and turned away to walk back towards the others. She was nearly shaking ... It was completely unlike her to be so rude to anyone, let alone someone she barely knew. Something in Anubis seemed to bring out the worst in her. Yet it wasn't that she disliked him, she realized. What, then ...? [i]You'll have time to ponder it later,[/i] Aissa scolded herself, looking back into Muis-ka's eyes, that devastating mix of hopefulness and darkness. "I don't think this is something I'm going to be able heal completely," she told him honestly. She went on quickly before the hopefulness dropped completely out of his eyes. "But, I think that I will be able to help you today, and that in time you will be able to pull out of this." "You have helped me already," Muis-ka said. "I can feel a change, though it is only small ..." "I can do more than that," Aissa said firmly, and casting aside any residual worries of embarrassment, she shut her eyes and lifted her face to the sky. She allowed the sun, refracted by the prisms of the fountain's water, to pour over her for a few moments, before opening her mouth and beginning to sing. The melody seemed to erupt from her mouth, somehow beautiful and fearsome at once. Opening her eyes, Aissa ignored all else and focused on Muis-ka, who, she realized, was cowering. She paid no attention to his reaction, kneeling to get closer to him at his seat on the fountain, the rippling notes still pouring from her throat. It was not the gentle, restorative zephyr of before, but something more powerful now, like a fire blazing up from a small spark among brittle leaves. It took Aissa a few moments to remember where she was when she finally stopped, but it was immediately obvious that Muis-ka was ... better. Not cured, not by a long shot, but the haunted look had at least been lifted from his eyes. Aissa smiled. It was only a few moments after that that Aissa began to hear the whispering, to see the looks of the passersby around her who'd witnessed the spectacle, to remember why she'd hesitated at first to use that form of healing in such a public place. "Thank you," Muis-ka had begun, but she cut him off, eager to leave, consciously regretting drawing such attention to herself. "No thanks are necessary," she said quickly. "I'll contact you soon for another meeting, so we can determine your progress and possibly repeat this healing process ... And of course, payment is unnecessary until you've been completely healed." Aissa felt as if she was shrinking within herself as the Ethai'En of the park murmured, and suddenly she felt like was the only Frae-Ren in all of Tal'Ebot. "I should go," she said, and turned tail to flee.[/color]

Keanu is [i]not[/i] hot. ... In my humble opinion. ... Nor is he a good actor. Again, my humble opinion, disagree at will. Moving on. I got caught up in [i]Reloaded[/i] while I was watching it, but afterwards, I realized it'd left a bad taste in my mouth. I'm still looking forward to [i]Revolutions[/i], though. If nothing else, it'll at least be a conclusion at last. I think part of the problem was the [i]Matrix[/i] itself was just so good. Only really amazing sequels can stand up after that, and while [i]Reloaded[/i] was great stylistically, the storyline just got too twisted and contrived to make the movie really enjoyable.

[color=green]Signup threads belong in the Recruitment forum, so I moved this. Feel free to start the actual story thread in the Adventure Arena after you've finished your signups. I encourage you to read the sticky at the top of the page and/or look at other RPGs for examples if you're at all puzzled about how things work here. Also, it would seem that your poll has pretty much nothing to do with your signup, so I closed it. If you'd like, you can add "Played Dungeons and Dragons?" in the signup sheet, and people might answer the question then ... --terra[/color]

Heh. For some reason, it strikes me as really cute. Even though I know someone's about to be beaten up ... I guess it's just because they're stick figures. :) It does look like the pink guy (?) and the blue guy are about to kiss, or something, or at least are dancing. But you said two of them are about to beat up one of them ... are they supposed to be fighting? And what is the red thing on the pink guy's back? It looks like a wing. I like the background a lot, for some reason. It's simple, but very nice.

[quote][i]Originally posted by Shinobi[/i] I' not too sure if i like the typo[/quote] Eh? What typo? The one contained in that sentence? ;) But seriously, I'm not sure what typo you're referring to. Anyway, I do think the graphic looks cool overall as well. A little odd, though, since you know the cheetah's running to the left, but the motion lines give you the feeling he's ... coming at you ... at the same time. Eh, that's art for you. :) His back right leg looks a little strange, as well, but that's probably just from the original picture. What's this graphic for, out of curiosity? Or was it a just for fun thing?

[color=green]Firstly, please do not double post. This is clearly stated in the rules, which are a valuable read for all newcomers to OB. Secondly, I've moved this thread from Adventure Arena to Recruitment. Usually we use the Recruitment forum for signups, and after you've recruited members for your RPG, you can begin the actual story in the Adventure Arena. Finally, when people sign up, there can be no "I choose Serenity"-type signups. To that end, please provide a signup sheet, such as "Name," "Biography," "Appearance," etc. That all being said ... welcome to OB. :) --terra[/color]

Race: angel Name: Fiona Age: N/A Sex: female Appearance: Looking at Fiona gives you a feeling of uneasy beauty, which can change into terror in an instant. Her features are at once human and ethereal; pale, clear skin that looks nearly translucent, dark gray eyes, long brown hair. Her wings are an odd shade of white, that seems to somehow be tinted with blue, or gray, depending on how the light reflects off of them. She is not particularly tall, though she can occasionally make you think she is ... Location: wandering the heavens Weapons: Amused by the weapons of humans, Fiona carries a shotgun with her, though she loads it with ammunition of her own creation. She also has a thick blade that looks to be made out of some sort of chunky, dirty silver, with inscriptions over it in the language of God. Finally, she has a long, leather whip. Skills\Powers\Spells: Fiona has some limited illusionary power; she can't make things appear in front of you, but she can highly exaggerate and manipulate how things around you look. Her blade also carries various powers in it, many of which she's not aware of yet. So far, all she knows is that by speaking aloud one of the inscriptions, the blade alights with fire and adds force to her own attacks. (She's read aloud all of the inscriptions, of course, but none of the others have caused any effects so far.)

[color=green]"I hope, for Ma'Uriith's sake, that you can help me ..." Aissa shuddered inwardly at the words. They were innocuous enough, but it was that haunted quality to his voice ... She silently wondered if she could, indeed, help him as he desired. She reminded herself that the customer was waiting. But no, he wasn't, he had continued talking, and it seemed Aissa had missed something. She composed herself and began listening again. "... but I could not leave without providing for my family's well-being first," he was saying, his voice hollow. "I wished to leave Ma'Uriith, to run, as far and as fast as I could, but I was tied down ... My younger sister is so poor ... I had to send my own wife and children away first, of course, the blackness was drawing over all of us like wildfire, but it became only worse once I was alone ... My sister and her husband could do nothing, they were so dependent on me ..." Muis-ka's coherency was rapidly diminishing, and Aissa laid a hand on his shoulder, forcing herself not to draw back as she wished to. "Shh," she said soothingly, "it's all right. I can help you, but you may wish to go somewhere more private --" "[i]No[/i]." Muis-ka's whisper was like a shiver that ran straight through her head, reaching down to her toes. It was only a moment later that Aissa realized he'd also grabbed the front of her shirt, pulling her close so she was staring directly into those cadaverous eyes, only a couple inches away from her face. She was dimly aware of the girl with beaded hair trying to pull Muis-ka away, but his grip was like death's. Aissa waited, her mind racing, but somehow instinctively knowing not to move. Muis-ka relaxed and let go, burying his face in his hands. "No," he said, and now his voice held nothing spectral, it was merely broken and desolate. "If I am not surrounded by sun and other people, it becomes ... dangerous ..." Aissa raised an eyebrow. That was good enough for her. "Very well," she said, and was about to go on when she sensed a presence approaching, one that she wasn't quite sure she wanted near her. She turned and saw nothing out of the ordinary. "Is he going to be okay?" the tiny girl said, the beads in her hair trembling though her face seemed brave. Aissa afforded her a gentle smile. "I hope so," she said, unwilling to make any promises just yet. "My name is Aissa." "I'm Leile," the other introduced herself. "Don't let me bother you or anything, though ..." "Thanks," Aissa said, and turning to Muis-ka, laid her hands on his head. She murmured words under her breath, so rapid that they almost became a gentle humming. She felt the wind rippling through the grass, and it was as if the earth beneath her feet was slowly entering into her, offering her the heat of the sun that it had accumulated, the joy of the growth it had to offer, memories of carefree animals running across it, wisdom sustained over thousands of generations. Aissa poured this feeling into her hands, and it in turn poured into Muis-ka, running over him as tangibly as cool water. And then it stopped. Aissa pulled her hands back, brow wrinkled. It was as if she'd run into a wall. Something was blocking the regenerative powers she could unleash, and she wasn't sure exactly what ...[/color]

[color=green]Since this thread seems to be more devoted to Recruitment than actual RP'ing at the moment, I moved it to the Recruitment forum. Feel free to start a new thread in Adventure Arena dedicated to the actual playing. Also, I'd appreciate it if you made the signup sheet a little more detailed, as it's pretty short at the moment. Thanks! :) --terra[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by craig8429 [/i] [B]also some fansubbers charge for their work thats what I ment by saying benifit.[/B][/QUOTE] As far as I can tell, most do not, especially not "reputable" (eh, you get what I mean) fansubbing groups. It seems to me that the only people who make money off of fansubs are those who download fansubs, burn them onto CDs, and sell them on eBay. Then again, you've actually worked for a fansubbing group and I have not, so I don't know for sure ... but that's the impression I got. (By the way, anyone who buys fansubs is getting majorly ripped off, as has been mentioned before. Should be obvious since most groups will put "If you paid for this fansub, you were ripped off!" in subtitles during a commercial or something.) Anyway, I'm with AzureWolf here. Though some people who download fansubs of good shows will not end up buying the DVD when it comes out, most "good" anime fans will, even if they have the entire series on fansub already. I've seen plenty of anime fans who download fansubs for "good" reasons, like to see if they'll enjoy the series. These same people, especially if they are huge fans of that particular anime, buy the DVD because they know that without their monetary support, the anime will not do very well on the U.S. market. Obviously, I'm sure there are a fair amount of people who abuse the fansub system as well. Actually, I think the fansubbing thing recently has gotten slightly out of hand, and the number of those people are increasing; fansubbers have started doing licensed anime, and slightly immoral stuff like that. So I can definitely see where you're coming from as well, craig(insert-numbers-here). Erm, sorry if I'm slightly incoherent. I have more to say, but I have to go. :p

Yeah, I've noticed that (about compressing the site into a small area) for websites as well. I'd say it could be a little bigger, but my resolution is pretty high so that probably has something to do with it. Still, I think keeping it non-full-sized makes sense for fanlistings, since really they don't need too much horizontal space, it's just ... a long list. The compact look seems to work; if it were a full-sized site it seems like there'd be a lot of empty space. Anyway, I like the layout overall, though I'm not sure what I think of the background (the tiled face). The font is really good, though. The codes are freaky as all hell, but that seems to fit well with the fanlisting. :p I bet yours was better than the other person who applied.

[quote][i]From the article[/i] Berry's leather cat suit for the 2004 film is "very bare, very urban, very downtown," she says.[/quote] I don't know what downtown [i]she's[/i] shopping in. I also can't believe Berry would stoop to this role, personally. I mean, you can't put on the costume without knowing exactly what market they're aiming for. I would've hoped she had a little more respect for herself; she's had some pretty good roles in the past.

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Drix D'Zanth [/i] An "unmentioned" member (PM me if you MUST know) wrote like T.H. White. He even spelled "Armageddon" correctly![/QUOTE] *cannot stop laughing* By the way, that reminds me, I swear I'll post in our battle soon. Anyway ... that also reminds me of an OB dream I really had (not that I doubt the validity of yours). I think I dreamed of OB because I usually browse it right before bed ... Well, we (yes, we as a board) were involved in some sort of huge battle. Definite specific usernames were fighting with various weapons (an abundance of katanas, I think), but I don't think I associated any visual with each username as I've mostly never seen you all before. Perhaps avatars? Well, that was the dream. No point really. Just keeping me from spam. :p

That was short? I think you're turning into me, dear o.O [color=green]Aissa stepped through the door and was transported into another world. Well, it seemed that way, at least. It wasn't a building as she'd originally thought, but a front for an open-air market filled with people selling their various wares. As she noticed goods ranging from food to fashions, Aissa wondered perfunctorily how she'd never come upon this place ... it could've been a wonder for accessories. [i]Meet me by the water fountain[/i], the letter from her client had instructed, and Aissa had naively thought it would be a small drinking fountain, not a good-sized decorative spray in the corner of the area. It was unusual for her patient to have picked such an open spot to meet. Customarily, people wanted to keep their illnesses as quiet as possible, not to mention their having to visit her for cures. Aissa sat at the water fountain, gazing upon a tiny but energetic female advertising her goods while she waited. Her spirits seemed to pick up from the busy surroundings, something she hadn't ever expected from a meeting with a client. "Aissa?" a hoarse voice croaked from her left. Aissa turned, and all of her good feelings fled immediately. It was not a question that this was the client who had made the appointment. Or, on the off chance it wasn't, he should definitely be making an appointment soon. He was an average-sized Ethai'En, perhaps in his early 30's, and not extraordinary to look at. But his eyes were sunken, a black despondency harrowing the features of his face, aging him by ten years and casting a cloud over everything nearby. Aissa felt as if the grass was shriveling in his shadow, though when she looked down, she realized it was just her imagination. "Tr -- Mr. Tra'uim?" Aissa said, and though she tried to remain professional, her voice was shaking. The other nodded, and she paused for a moment, regaining her composure. "What can I do for you, Mr. Tra'uim?" "Please, call me Muis-ka," he said, and his voice struck her again like a red-hot iron on the chest. "That's what my friends call me." "All right, Muis-ka, what seems to be the problem?" Aissa said, nearly wincing at the own chipper sound of her voice. In view of his state, it didn't seem right. The man looked up at her with his darkened eyes, as if he sensed the slight irony as well. "I come from Ma'Uriith," he said.[/color] OOC: Heh ... may not have been as obvious as I'd hoped that that's an (optional) cue for your character to be around, Arcadia.

I'm part of a pilot program of Web Support being offered by the ITS department at my college; three other kids and I teach basic HTML and web design. I'm currently at my job. Holding "office hours," which means I sit at a computer cluster in case people show up asking for help, which they never have, so far at least. We also teach classes occasionally. For a job during school, I'd have to say this is pretty much my ideal. I get to sit at a computer cluster and do whatever I want (which at the moment really should be involving homework) unless someone shows up, and I get to teach classes on what's possibly my favorite hobby. :p I'm pretty lucky, at least in my opinion ... I'm sure there are some people out there who'd think my job is one of the worst, hehe.