Cyrith

Gordy had just finished running down his song list when he realized some one was approaching. Oh sweet mother, it's Captain Thunder. Ok, don't freak, he's just a person. Smile. Don't stare at him. "I'm, er, High Note. My mentor advised me not to tell people my real name, you know, just in case. I mean, I'm sure I can trust you but, well, you- Let me start over. Hi, I'm High Note. Nice to meet you. I'm a big fan. I'll be providing the entertainment tonight, along with my new friend here. Any requests?"

Badb(BIb; rhymes with jibe) PL/PPs: 11/158 Unspent PPs: 8 Real name: Aedammair “Addie†O’Brien Other aliases: The Emerald Flame Identity: Secret Occupation: Teacher Legal status: Citizen of Ireland with no criminal record Place of birth: Dublin, Ireland Marital status: Single Known relatives: Ian O’Brien (Father), Eileen O’Brien (Mother), Joe O’Brien (Brother), Erin O’Brien(sister), Ian Daley(Waterbug, Ex-Husband) Goals: Find meaning through battle History: Aedammair, more commonly Addie, was born on a farm near the outskirts of Dublin, the second of three children. As a farm girl Addie spent much of her childhood working with livestock, mostly cattle, and riding her horse around the farm. Growing up she had no idea she was a mutant until her powers manifested at the age of 12 during a particularly stressful moment of a gymnastics tournament. After a slight falter on the uneven parallel bars, she became overwhelmed by stress and suddenly found her hands surrounded by pulsating green radiation. Having mistaken the girls radiation for fire, the papers nick-named the girl “The Emerald Flame,†which would stick with her for years. The resulting fallout from her power use turned much of the town against her and forced the young girl to seek refuge, eventually finding it at Claremont. The young Irish women flourished under tutelage at the academy, not only learning to control her powers, but mastering the art of gymnastics and it‘s applications to combat. At the age of 14 she first met Waterbug, who would spend most of the next 3 years wooing her. They would eventually be married on graduation day from the Acedemy. The two would remain married for little over two years, divorcing shortly after Addie discovered Ian’s secret life as a hitman. Having no where else to go, Addie enrolled in Freedom City University as a chemistry/education double major, occasionally taking study breaks to patrol the campus for crime. Shortly after graduation she moved home and took a job at an elementary school. There was just one problem. She was bored. Remembering the days when she was used to use her powers got her thinking of moving back to Freedom, and so, at the age of 24, she did. Addie borrowed a bit of money from her parents and moved into a nice, if small, apartment in Midtown. Addie was luckily able to get a teachers aid position at a midsize private school within walking distance. With her new life set up, it was time to return to the world of supers. On her first foray back the newly rechristened Emerald Flame thwarted a convenience store robbery as the robber ran past the alley way she was cutting through. After subduing the man, Addie realized that was what she had missed, the fighting, the primal rush of testing herself against others in combat. Her quest for glory began. Soon after her return to Freedom City Addie spotted a vague ad in the classifieds job section. Answering the ad lead her to “The Arena†where a man she has never been able to recall correctly gave her the information about the job; taking out Lady Liberty. Though Addie failed in her attempt, it was this experience that solidified her love of battle. She is now a professional enforcer, working for whoever contracts her. In defiance of expected behavior, Addie will not switch sides if someone offers her more money. The money is of no consequence. She doesn’t want to draw suspicion for being a teacher with a six figure income, and as such rarely spends or even keeps her payments. It’s all about the battle. Addie has changed her name and costume to better reflect her love of battle and to avoid tipping off her old classmates. She has chosen the name Badb, a Celtic war goddess who delighted in battle. Her costume consists of an ornate Celtic Knot top, brown battle skirt and a pair of gray wolfskin fur anklets. She is often barefoot. In deference to her namesake, Addie has crows wings sewn onto the shoulders of her costume. Height: 5 ft. 2 in. Weight:140 lbs Eyes: Green Hair: Blonde Strength Level: Badb is of the normal strength for a woman her size and weight who engages in regular strenuous exercise. Known Super Powers: Badb can generate and project blast of radiation. These blast are capable of melting most metals. By focusing the energy in her body, Badb can achieve flight. Abilities: Badb is an Olympic level gymnast. Badb Power Level: 10 (150 power points) Abilities: STR 16(+3) DEX 24(+7) CON 16(+3) INT 15(+2) WIS 14(+2) CHA 14(+2) BAB: +7 BDB: +13/+5* Initiative: +7 *Flatfooted Grapple: +14 (Attack - +7, Dexterity* - +7,Size - +0) *Grappling Finesse Skills: Acrobatics 15 (+22), Concentration 6 (+8), Drive 8 (+15), Escape Artist 2 (+9), Gather Information 4 (+6), Handle Animal 2 (+4), Knowledge (Earth Sciences) 4 (+6), Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 6 (+8), Notice 8 (+10), Profession (Teacher) 7 (+9), Ride 6 (+13), Sense Motive 8 (+10), Stealth 12 (+19) Feats: Acrobatic Bluff, Attack Specialization (Radiation Control), Defensive Roll 5, Dodge Focus 4, Elusive Target, Endurance, Evasion, Grappling Finesse, Precise Shot, Skill Mastery (Acrobatics,Stealth,Drive,Sense Motive) Powers: Flight 3, Radiation Control 13 (Improved Range,Incurable) (AP-Dazzle (Visual) 13, Improved Range, Incurable) Saves: Toughness +8/3* Fortitude +7 Reflex +10 Willpower +6 *Flatfoot. Lifting: 230 lb. Complications: Reputation(Teacher), Obsession(Test herself in battle), Secret(Former Hero) Cost Summary: Ability 39 + Skills 22 (88 Ranks) + Feats 17 + Powers 33 + Combat 28 + Saves 11 = 150 / 150 Whew. I have double and triple checked this build, rebuilt it to one extent or another about 4 times and finally here we are. My tradeoffs are as follows: -2/+2 for Attack/Damage. +2/-2 Defense/Toughness. I'm really hoping I didn't mess up here. But that's what this thread is for I suppose. For those in the chat earlier, this is the villain I was considering making a spear wielder. I made the build but could not for the life of me come up with a background that I even remotely liked. Probably because I already had the radiation user background built, and thus there is a mental block there. I solved the "should use a spear" dilemma by giving her a different, and slightly more appropriate, war goddess's name. Well, technically a more specific aspect of the same goddess. Dang triune. Enjoy. PM me if your interested in the spear user stats. They came out pretty cool.

Badb(BIb; rhymes with jibe) PL/PPs: 11/158 Unspent PPs: 8 Real name: Aedammair “Addie†O’Brien Other aliases: The Emerald Flame Identity: Secret Occupation: Teacher Legal status: Citizen of Ireland with no criminal record Place of birth: Dublin, Ireland Marital status: Single Known relatives: Ian O’Brien (Father), Eileen O’Brien (Mother), Joe O’Brien (Brother), Erin O’Brien(sister), Ian Daley(Waterbug, Ex-Husband) Goals: Find meaning through battle History: Aedammair, more commonly Addie, was born on a farm near the outskirts of Dublin, the second of three children. As a farm girl Addie spent much of her childhood working with livestock, mostly cattle, and riding her horse around the farm. Growing up she had no idea she was a mutant until her powers manifested at the age of 12 during a particularly stressful moment of a gymnastics tournament. After a slight falter on the uneven parallel bars, she became overwhelmed by stress and suddenly found her hands surrounded by pulsating green radiation. Having mistaken the girls radiation for fire, the papers nick-named the girl “The Emerald Flame,†which would stick with her for years. The resulting fallout from her power use turned much of the town against her and forced the young girl to seek refuge, eventually finding it at Claremont. The young Irish women flourished under tutelage at the academy, not only learning to control her powers, but mastering the art of gymnastics and it‘s applications to combat. At the age of 14 she first met Waterbug, who would spend most of the next 3 years wooing her. They would eventually be married on graduation day from the Acedemy. The two would remain married for little over two years, divorcing shortly after Addie discovered Ian’s secret life as a hitman. Having no where else to go, Addie enrolled in Freedom City University as a chemistry/education double major, occasionally taking study breaks to patrol the campus for crime. Shortly after graduation she moved home and took a job at an elementary school. There was just one problem. She was bored. Remembering the days when she was used to use her powers got her thinking of moving back to Freedom, and so, at the age of 24, she did. Addie borrowed a bit of money from her parents and moved into a nice, if small, apartment in Midtown. Addie was luckily able to get a teachers aid position at a midsize private school within walking distance. With her new life set up, it was time to return to the world of supers. On her first foray back the newly rechristened Emerald Flame thwarted a convenience store robbery as the robber ran past the alley way she was cutting through. After subduing the man, Addie realized that was what she had missed, the fighting, the primal rush of testing herself against others in combat. Her quest for glory began. Soon after her return to Freedom City Addie spotted a vague ad in the classifieds job section. Answering the ad lead her to “The Arena†where a man she has never been able to recall correctly gave her the information about the job; taking out Lady Liberty. Though Addie failed in her attempt, it was this experience that solidified her love of battle. She is now a professional enforcer, working for whoever contracts her. In defiance of expected behavior, Addie will not switch sides if someone offers her more money. The money is of no consequence. She doesn’t want to draw suspicion for being a teacher with a six figure income, and as such rarely spends or even keeps her payments. It’s all about the battle. Addie has changed her name and costume to better reflect her love of battle and to avoid tipping off her old classmates. She has chosen the name Badb, a Celtic war goddess who delighted in battle. Her costume consists of an ornate Celtic Knot top, brown battle skirt and a pair of gray wolfskin fur anklets. She is often barefoot. In deference to her namesake, Addie has crows wings sewn onto the shoulders of her costume. Height: 5 ft. 2 in. Weight:140 lbs Eyes: Green Hair: Blonde Strength Level: Badb is of the normal strength for a woman her size and weight who engages in regular strenuous exercise. Known Super Powers: Badb can generate and project blast of radiation. These blast are capable of melting most metals. By focusing the energy in her body, Badb can achieve flight. Abilities: Badb is an Olympic level gymnast. Badb Power Level: 10 (150 power points) Abilities: STR 16(+3) DEX 24(+7) CON 16(+3) INT 15(+2) WIS 14(+2) CHA 14(+2) BAB: +7 BDB: +13/+5* Initiative: +7 *Flatfooted Grapple: +14 (Attack - +7, Dexterity* - +7,Size - +0) *Grappling Finesse Skills: Acrobatics 15 (+22), Concentration 6 (+8), Drive 8 (+15), Escape Artist 2 (+9), Gather Information 4 (+6), Handle Animal 2 (+4), Knowledge (Earth Sciences) 4 (+6), Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 6 (+8), Notice 8 (+10), Profession (Teacher) 7 (+9), Ride 6 (+13), Sense Motive 8 (+10), Stealth 12 (+19) Feats: Acrobatic Bluff, Attack Specialization (Radiation Control), Defensive Roll 5, Dodge Focus 4, Elusive Target, Endurance, Evasion, Grappling Finesse, Precise Shot, Skill Mastery (Acrobatics,Stealth,Drive,Sense Motive) Powers: Flight 3, Radiation Control 13 (Improved Range,Incurable) (AP-Dazzle (Visual) 13, Improved Range, Incurable) Saves: Toughness +8/3* Fortitude +7 Reflex +10 Willpower +6 *Flatfoot. Lifting: 230 lb. Complications: Reputation(Teacher), Obsession(Test herself in battle), Secret(Former Hero) Cost Summary: Ability 39 + Skills 22 (88 Ranks) + Feats 17 + Powers 33 + Combat 28 + Saves 11 = 150 / 150 Whew. I have double and triple checked this build, rebuilt it to one extent or another about 4 times and finally here we are. My tradeoffs are as follows: -2/+2 for Attack/Damage. +2/-2 Defense/Toughness. I'm really hoping I didn't mess up here. But that's what this thread is for I suppose. For those in the chat earlier, this is the villain I was considering making a spear wielder. I made the build but could not for the life of me come up with a background that I even remotely liked. Probably because I already had the radiation user background built, and thus there is a mental block there. I solved the "should use a spear" dilemma by giving her a different, and slightly more appropriate, war goddess's name. Well, technically a more specific aspect of the same goddess. Dang triune. Enjoy. PM me if your interested in the spear user stats. They came out pretty cool.

Badb(BIb; rhymes with jibe) PL/PPs: 11/158 Unspent PPs: 8 Real name: Aedammair “Addie†O’Brien Other aliases: The Emerald Flame Identity: Secret Occupation: Teacher Legal status: Citizen of Ireland with no criminal record Place of birth: Dublin, Ireland Marital status: Single Known relatives: Ian O’Brien (Father), Eileen O’Brien (Mother), Joe O’Brien (Brother), Erin O’Brien(sister), Ian Daley(Waterbug, Ex-Husband) Goals: Find meaning through battle History: Aedammair, more commonly Addie, was born on a farm near the outskirts of Dublin, the second of three children. As a farm girl Addie spent much of her childhood working with livestock, mostly cattle, and riding her horse around the farm. Growing up she had no idea she was a mutant until her powers manifested at the age of 12 during a particularly stressful moment of a gymnastics tournament. After a slight falter on the uneven parallel bars, she became overwhelmed by stress and suddenly found her hands surrounded by pulsating green radiation. Having mistaken the girls radiation for fire, the papers nick-named the girl “The Emerald Flame,†which would stick with her for years. The resulting fallout from her power use turned much of the town against her and forced the young girl to seek refuge, eventually finding it at Claremont. The young Irish women flourished under tutelage at the academy, not only learning to control her powers, but mastering the art of gymnastics and it‘s applications to combat. At the age of 14 she first met Waterbug, who would spend most of the next 3 years wooing her. They would eventually be married on graduation day from the Acedemy. The two would remain married for little over two years, divorcing shortly after Addie discovered Ian’s secret life as a hitman. Having no where else to go, Addie enrolled in Freedom City University as a chemistry/education double major, occasionally taking study breaks to patrol the campus for crime. Shortly after graduation she moved home and took a job at an elementary school. There was just one problem. She was bored. Remembering the days when she was used to use her powers got her thinking of moving back to Freedom, and so, at the age of 24, she did. Addie borrowed a bit of money from her parents and moved into a nice, if small, apartment in Midtown. Addie was luckily able to get a teachers aid position at a midsize private school within walking distance. With her new life set up, it was time to return to the world of supers. On her first foray back the newly rechristened Emerald Flame thwarted a convenience store robbery as the robber ran past the alley way she was cutting through. After subduing the man, Addie realized that was what she had missed, the fighting, the primal rush of testing herself against others in combat. Her quest for glory began. Soon after her return to Freedom City Addie spotted a vague ad in the classifieds job section. Answering the ad lead her to “The Arena†where a man she has never been able to recall correctly gave her the information about the job; taking out Lady Liberty. Though Addie failed in her attempt, it was this experience that solidified her love of battle. She is now a professional enforcer, working for whoever contracts her. In defiance of expected behavior, Addie will not switch sides if someone offers her more money. The money is of no consequence. She doesn’t want to draw suspicion for being a teacher with a six figure income, and as such rarely spends or even keeps her payments. It’s all about the battle. Addie has changed her name and costume to better reflect her love of battle and to avoid tipping off her old classmates. She has chosen the name Badb, a Celtic war goddess who delighted in battle. Her costume consists of an ornate Celtic Knot top, brown battle skirt and a pair of gray wolfskin fur anklets. She is often barefoot. In deference to her namesake, Addie has crows wings sewn onto the shoulders of her costume. Height: 5 ft. 2 in. Weight:140 lbs Eyes: Green Hair: Blonde Strength Level: Badb is of the normal strength for a woman her size and weight who engages in regular strenuous exercise. Known Super Powers: Badb can generate and project blast of radiation. These blast are capable of melting most metals. By focusing the energy in her body, Badb can achieve flight. Abilities: Badb is an Olympic level gymnast. Badb Power Level: 10 (150 power points) Abilities: STR 16(+3) DEX 24(+7) CON 16(+3) INT 15(+2) WIS 14(+2) CHA 14(+2) BAB: +7 BDB: +13/+5* Initiative: +7 *Flatfooted Grapple: +14 (Attack - +7, Dexterity* - +7,Size - +0) *Grappling Finesse Skills: Acrobatics 15 (+22), Concentration 6 (+8), Drive 8 (+15), Escape Artist 2 (+9), Gather Information 4 (+6), Handle Animal 2 (+4), Knowledge (Earth Sciences) 4 (+6), Knowledge (Physical Sciences) 6 (+8), Notice 8 (+10), Profession (Teacher) 7 (+9), Ride 6 (+13), Sense Motive 8 (+10), Stealth 12 (+19) Feats: Acrobatic Bluff, Attack Specialization (Radiation Control), Defensive Roll 5, Dodge Focus 4, Elusive Target, Endurance, Evasion, Grappling Finesse, Precise Shot, Skill Mastery (Acrobatics,Stealth,Drive,Sense Motive) Powers: Flight 3, Radiation Control 13 (Improved Range,Incurable) (AP-Dazzle (Visual) 13, Improved Range, Incurable) Saves: Toughness +8/3* Fortitude +7 Reflex +10 Willpower +6 *Flatfoot. Lifting: 230 lb. Complications: Reputation(Teacher), Obsession(Test herself in battle), Secret(Former Hero) Cost Summary: Ability 39 + Skills 22 (88 Ranks) + Feats 17 + Powers 33 + Combat 28 + Saves 11 = 150 / 150 Whew. I have double and triple checked this build, rebuilt it to one extent or another about 4 times and finally here we are. My tradeoffs are as follows: -2/+2 for Attack/Damage. +2/-2 Defense/Toughness. I'm really hoping I didn't mess up here. But that's what this thread is for I suppose. For those in the chat earlier, this is the villain I was considering making a spear wielder. I made the build but could not for the life of me come up with a background that I even remotely liked. Probably because I already had the radiation user background built, and thus there is a mental block there. I solved the "should use a spear" dilemma by giving her a different, and slightly more appropriate, war goddess's name. Well, technically a more specific aspect of the same goddess. Dang triune. Enjoy. PM me if your interested in the spear user stats. They came out pretty cool.

Gordy laughs a little, then realizes what he's doing and stops. "Well, if it's where you're most at ease, lets get to it. I figured for the first set I would do a few traditional songs. Jingle Bells, Oh Christmas Tree, Rudolph, though personally I hate that one. Get everyone in the Christmas spirit. A little later I was planning on God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, Oh Holy Night and Do You Hear What I Hear. Other then I'll probably be taking requests. I wanted to do a couple songs from A Christmas Carol, but I was told to keep it to songs that people who aren't me would know. It's not like it's my fault I was raised in a theater. But what can you do?" Gordy glances at his watch. "Oh good, it's time. Did you need a warm up? I can stall."

Gordy laughs a little, then realizes what he's doing and stops. "Well, if it's where you're most at ease, lets get to it. I figured for the first set I would do a few traditional songs. Jingle Bells, Oh Christmas Tree, Rudolph, though personally I hate that one. Get everyone in the Christmas spirit. A little later I was planning on God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, Oh Holy Night and Do You Hear What I Hear. Other then I'll probably be taking requests. I wanted to do a couple songs from A Christmas Carol, but I was told to keep it to songs that people who aren't me would know. It's not like it's my fault I was raised in a theater. But what can you do?" Gordy glances at his watch. "Oh good, it's time. Did you need a warm up? I can stall."

Gordy laughs a little, then realizes what he's doing and stops. "Well, if it's where you're most at ease, lets get to it. I figured for the first set I would do a few traditional songs. Jingle Bells, Oh Christmas Tree, Rudolph, though personally I hate that one. Get everyone in the Christmas spirit. A little later I was planning on God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, Oh Holy Night and Do You Hear What I Hear. Other then I'll probably be taking requests. I wanted to do a couple songs from A Christmas Carol, but I was told to keep it to songs that people who aren't me would know. It's not like it's my fault I was raised in a theater. But what can you do?" Gordy glances at his watch. "Oh good, it's time. Did you need a warm up? I can stall."

Gordy plastered his hair down with way to much gel one last time, breathing nervously. He wasn't usually one to be concerned about his looks, but when Mr. Summers, or as he like to call him, Mr. Poe, asked him to sing for the Freedom League Christmas party, well he started making a little more effort. After all, you only get one first impression, and this was the Freedom League. This made Beaudrie look like a street corner. He just wished he could go in the front entrance with all the movers and shakers, but Mr. Summers had asked him to use the back door and he wasn't going to complain too much. After slipping in the back and finding his way to the party Gordy looked around at all the people assembled. There was Captain Thunder, the man himself. And Lady Liberty. And a couple of people he didn't recognize, but that's what the elbow rubbing later would be for. The young man checks his watch. Almost time to go on. First, some vocal warm-ups. Darting into a bathroom, the location pointed out to him by a very helpful waiter, Gordy stands in front of the mirror and begins to sing his scale. Grimacing at his reflection, he also takes the opportunity to comb some of the gel out of his hair. Better. Not perfect, but better. Exiting the bathroom and stepping back into the party area, Gordy spots a man with a guitar on his back. He walks up to him and extends a hand. "Hi, I'm Gor-er, High Note. You my accompaniment?"

Gordy plastered his hair down with way to much gel one last time, breathing nervously. He wasn't usually one to be concerned about his looks, but when Mr. Summers, or as he like to call him, Mr. Poe, asked him to sing for the Freedom League Christmas party, well he started making a little more effort. After all, you only get one first impression, and this was the Freedom League. This made Beaudrie look like a street corner. He just wished he could go in the front entrance with all the movers and shakers, but Mr. Summers had asked him to use the back door and he wasn't going to complain too much. After slipping in the back and finding his way to the party Gordy looked around at all the people assembled. There was Captain Thunder, the man himself. And Lady Liberty. And a couple of people he didn't recognize, but that's what the elbow rubbing later would be for. The young man checks his watch. Almost time to go on. First, some vocal warm-ups. Darting into a bathroom, the location pointed out to him by a very helpful waiter, Gordy stands in front of the mirror and begins to sing his scale. Grimacing at his reflection, he also takes the opportunity to comb some of the gel out of his hair. Better. Not perfect, but better. Exiting the bathroom and stepping back into the party area, Gordy spots a man with a guitar on his back. He walks up to him and extends a hand. "Hi, I'm Gor-er, High Note. You my accompaniment?"

Gordy plastered his hair down with way to much gel one last time, breathing nervously. He wasn't usually one to be concerned about his looks, but when Mr. Summers, or as he like to call him, Mr. Poe, asked him to sing for the Freedom League Christmas party, well he started making a little more effort. After all, you only get one first impression, and this was the Freedom League. This made Beaudrie look like a street corner. He just wished he could go in the front entrance with all the movers and shakers, but Mr. Summers had asked him to use the back door and he wasn't going to complain too much. After slipping in the back and finding his way to the party Gordy looked around at all the people assembled. There was Captain Thunder, the man himself. And Lady Liberty. And a couple of people he didn't recognize, but that's what the elbow rubbing later would be for. The young man checks his watch. Almost time to go on. First, some vocal warm-ups. Darting into a bathroom, the location pointed out to him by a very helpful waiter, Gordy stands in front of the mirror and begins to sing his scale. Grimacing at his reflection, he also takes the opportunity to comb some of the gel out of his hair. Better. Not perfect, but better. Exiting the bathroom and stepping back into the party area, Gordy spots a man with a guitar on his back. He walks up to him and extends a hand. "Hi, I'm Gor-er, High Note. You my accompaniment?"

That would be fairly amusing. Until we get a taste of fame. Next thing you know we aren't speaking to each other off stage and will only record in separate album sessions. Until 20 years later on one of those stupid true Hollywood stories where we tearfully hug and everything is all right again.

That would be fairly amusing. Until we get a taste of fame. Next thing you know we aren't speaking to each other off stage and will only record in separate album sessions. Until 20 years later on one of those stupid true Hollywood stories where we tearfully hug and everything is all right again.

That would be fairly amusing. Until we get a taste of fame. Next thing you know we aren't speaking to each other off stage and will only record in separate album sessions. Until 20 years later on one of those stupid true Hollywood stories where we tearfully hug and everything is all right again.

Well, High Note isn't established yet, but might the party be in need of an entertainer? Sing some Christmas carols, fill up on free shrimp, the normal.

Well, High Note isn't established yet, but might the party be in need of an entertainer? Sing some Christmas carols, fill up on free shrimp, the normal.

Well, High Note isn't established yet, but might the party be in need of an entertainer? Sing some Christmas carols, fill up on free shrimp, the normal.

Mine were all pretty easy, though that may be reaping the dual benefits of a community college and not declaring a major. And taking only social sciences. The physical sciences make my head hurt and feel stupid. So I avoid them until forced to take them. I just wish I knew more people down here and could have a party.

Mine were all pretty easy, though that may be reaping the dual benefits of a community college and not declaring a major. And taking only social sciences. The physical sciences make my head hurt and feel stupid. So I avoid them until forced to take them. I just wish I knew more people down here and could have a party.

Mine were all pretty easy, though that may be reaping the dual benefits of a community college and not declaring a major. And taking only social sciences. The physical sciences make my head hurt and feel stupid. So I avoid them until forced to take them. I just wish I knew more people down here and could have a party.

I actually have one I'm thinking of playing. I just wanted to wait until my first character got approved. I need to go over the build with a fine toothed comb before submission though.

I actually have one I'm thinking of playing. I just wanted to wait until my first character got approved. I need to go over the build with a fine toothed comb before submission though.

I actually have one I'm thinking of playing. I just wanted to wait until my first character got approved. I need to go over the build with a fine toothed comb before submission though.

Gordy stretched as he lay on his bed in his dorm room, reading Variety. Sure, he had an English test due tomorrow, but studying was soooo boring. Besides, he was pulling a B- average, so it’s not like it would matter. His parents might be a tad disappointed by his grades come report card time('did they even do that here', he wondered?), but not surprised. He knew his mother had hoped that going away to school might inspire him to study harder, but really all it did was teach him all the fun ways he could use his voice now. Besides, it was a much better use of his time to search for casting calls. He was destined for fame and he knew it. Now if only there were more parts for a young looking 14 year old. Though being able to sing like an angel, if he did say so himself, helped. While looking, he starts to sing, low at first so you wouldn’t hear him if you weren’t listening, then louder. For reasons known only to him, the song he has chosen is the Ballad of Booth. The song drifts out under the door and into the hallways as the theater kid’s head fills with visions of standing ovations.

Gordy stretched as he lay on his bed in his dorm room, reading Variety. Sure, he had an English test due tomorrow, but studying was soooo boring. Besides, he was pulling a B- average, so it’s not like it would matter. His parents might be a tad disappointed by his grades come report card time('did they even do that here', he wondered?), but not surprised. He knew his mother had hoped that going away to school might inspire him to study harder, but really all it did was teach him all the fun ways he could use his voice now. Besides, it was a much better use of his time to search for casting calls. He was destined for fame and he knew it. Now if only there were more parts for a young looking 14 year old. Though being able to sing like an angel, if he did say so himself, helped. While looking, he starts to sing, low at first so you wouldn’t hear him if you weren’t listening, then louder. For reasons known only to him, the song he has chosen is the Ballad of Booth. The song drifts out under the door and into the hallways as the theater kid’s head fills with visions of standing ovations.

Gordy stretched as he lay on his bed in his dorm room, reading Variety. Sure, he had an English test due tomorrow, but studying was soooo boring. Besides, he was pulling a B- average, so it’s not like it would matter. His parents might be a tad disappointed by his grades come report card time('did they even do that here', he wondered?), but not surprised. He knew his mother had hoped that going away to school might inspire him to study harder, but really all it did was teach him all the fun ways he could use his voice now. Besides, it was a much better use of his time to search for casting calls. He was destined for fame and he knew it. Now if only there were more parts for a young looking 14 year old. Though being able to sing like an angel, if he did say so himself, helped. While looking, he starts to sing, low at first so you wouldn’t hear him if you weren’t listening, then louder. For reasons known only to him, the song he has chosen is the Ballad of Booth. The song drifts out under the door and into the hallways as the theater kid’s head fills with visions of standing ovations.