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[Sep. 19th, 2011|01:32 am] |
Brought in by; Jacques.
Codename; Alleycat.
Powerset Changes; His main powerset is mostly unchanged. But since the tournament, he's started learning about magic and dabbling in the darker arts. Despite his ingrained prejudice against magic-users, he's found it necessary to have a few tricks up his sleeve, if only to stop the next person who tries to 'unmake' him. As such, Mason now has a rudimentary understanding of magic and can pull off basic spellwork.
The Past Year; One of the first fighters to be taken out of the battle that erupted at the tournament, Mason was very nearly killed when a dark magician took it upon himself to disrupt and destroy the spells that had brought the boy to life. It was only through the intervention of Layth al-Nabulsi that Mason was spared, with the magician being taken down quickly enough that Mason was able to pull himself together in time.
Still, it was enough to rattle the boy and once the dust had settled and the mourning was done, he retreated back to Ireland to lay low and try to get his head together. It didn't take long before 'getting his head together' turned into Mason's usual drunken debauchery, though, much to his uncle's disappointment. Staging an intervention of sorts, Bowen confronted Mason with the harsh reality of his situation; as a being made of magic, he was particularly susceptible to it and if he didn't realise that and learn as much as he could, it would be the end of him.
And so began the roughest 'crash course' in magic ever. Under his uncle's tutelage, Mason started to look back on his days at Camulus fondly. But little by little, it started to pay off; he pored over tomes of the dark arts, he crossed over into planes of existence he'd never even heard of and even started to master some basic elemental magic.
By the time he crossed paths with Jacques DuFaux, he was well on his way to becoming an accomplished dark magic user, warranting him an invite to the vigilante group Jacques had formed. |
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[Aug. 16th, 2011|03:57 am] |
Turned three the other day, and I still look eighteen. Looks like I'm still immortal. Go me.
Nothing's chan
Everything's chang |
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[Aug. 14th, 2011|04:02 am] |
word s cannot fucking describe how much I don't want to go back to class on monday. just drink amd sleep more.
[Individually Filtered to; Ursa, Tori, Layth, Dante, Klaus and Johnny]
hey. wanna hook up monday night. nice way of forgetting about sclass. |
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[Aug. 10th, 2011|11:25 pm] |
SOUL FILTER! (Tori, Danny, Madara, Cain, Slam and Sebastian)
So what does having a soul mean exactly?
Not any of that Bible bullshit, just... logistics, I guess. |
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[Jul. 31st, 2011|03:41 am] |
Left it a little late, but don't suppose anyone's looking to pick up a houseguest over break?
I'm looking to get the Hell out of here and I don't care where I go. I promise to be a good boy and only start two fires. Small ones. |
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[Jul. 27th, 2011|01:39 am] |
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hey. wanna hook rup? |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2011|02:24 am] |
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Sloppy head to the first person to sneak some booze into the infirmary for me. |
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[Jun. 25th, 2011|11:33 am] |
So. Alpha Wolves, if you guys find a pair of grey skullprint boxers? Those are mine and I'd appreciate getting 'em back. Last I checked, they were hanging from the ceiling fan above the pool table.
Rest of campus, five bucks to the first person to guess which Alpha got 'em up there in the first place.
Hint; He was not actually as awful as you'd think. |
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[Jun. 5th, 2011|07:13 pm] |
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...why am I in the barn? |
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[May. 31st, 2011|09:28 pm] |
Dances are queer.
Calling it a 'Summer Social' is even more queer.
Getting worked up into a fucking lather over who to go with is, like, Alpha Wolf-level queer.
So for God's sake, SHUT UP!
Noone gives a shit who you're going with or what you're wearing or how in fucking love you are. If I hear one more word about this crap, I'm choosing a target at random and driving a fork into my forehead. |
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[May. 26th, 2011|10:05 pm] |
...and now the Nutbag is shooting people with fruity heart-arrows. I thought America was supposed to be the Land of the Over-Medicated, can we please start handing out anti-psychotics at breakfast already? I feel like it'd cut down on a lot of this bullshit.
Also, the next person to call me anything with the word 'rag' in it? Gets nutpunched, you racist fleshbags. |
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[May. 5th, 2011|12:53 am] |
I don't even have a goddamned soul.
Why am I the one getting sucked into Hell?
Where's Mal when you need |
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[Apr. 24th, 2011|10:15 pm] |
I didn't think I'd ever get homesick. ...but then I got to spend a week back in a decent, sane country where they let you drink at eighteen and noone judges you if you're falling down drunk. I miss it already.
Also, knives are a bitch to get past customs. |
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[Apr. 16th, 2011|08:23 am] |
If a short, weasely bastard who smells of whiskey, regret and spell components comes up to you to 'apologise for my behaviour', feel free to haul off and kick him square in the nutsack, yeah?
We think it might be some random sex offender who wandered onto campus. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2011|09:06 pm] |
Okay, because it's actually come up a couple of times now, I'm just going to say this;
If I could make people vanish into thin fucking air with my 'dark magick', don't you think I'd have done it to a lot more of you by now? |
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[Mar. 24th, 2011|10:55 pm] |
I'm pretty sure I got my tit pierced for St Patrick's Day.
And that? Is way more interesting than this ranking shit. ...'course, it doesn't take much to be more interesting than this ranking shit. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2011|08:33 pm] |
So, considering that I probably won't be able to figure out what my legs are by this time tomorrow, I've decided to practice my excuses in advance.
So far, I've come up with;
"I'm not drunk, I just suffered massive head trauma."
"I'm not drunk, a witch cast a spell on me."
"I'm not drunk, you are."
"I'm being patriotic, stop oppressing my culture, you ethnocentric bitch."
"Poppets need alcohol to live."
"I was recently molested by a priest and now I'm drinking to forget."
Failing all that, I'll just see if my powers work when it comes to alcohol poisoning. |
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[Mar. 7th, 2011|11:55 pm] |
[Filtered to; Jacques, Ofelia.]
So, guess who's awesome. |
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[Feb. 26th, 2011|02:35 am] |
As entertaining as the constant vague and hollow death-threats are, I'm in the mood for something a little more satisfying.
So I'm going to go out and get laid. Anyone else up for that? |
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[Feb. 14th, 2011|12:09 am] |
Fuck everything.
And fuck everyone.
And yes, I did kill them. The bitches had it coming. |
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