Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43866745-20191015211946/@comment-2600:8807:1100:84D:5820:9ED9:EF68:DC49-20191029015144

Bang!

Ah. So Shinso was in dangernow. He knew his makeshift barricade wouldn’t last very long, so he currently had three choices. Make a run for it (ogres were too fast), use the Dustberry Potion (unlikely chance of success), or use his ability. His only real choice was to use his ability as a Mesmer, which he preferred not to use, for...reasons.

Five years ago, Foxfire 

''Shinso silently stared at the desk in front of him. He had transferred to Foxfire after he manifested as a Mesmer a year prior. He was pulled out immediately after having too many incidents on his record, which were really just other students blaming him for their mistakes-“Oh, Shinso made me shove that girl down the stairs” or “I didn’t cheat on Josiah, that Mesmer made me!” He hoped to start a fresh new year at a new school, but that hadn’t worked out so well. Shinso was only in his second year when he finally revealed his ability to others, and the reactions were no better than before-

“You’re a Mesmer? Wow, I wish I had that ability...you could do any bad thing you wanted.” “You could be a criminal with that ability...not that I meant to offend you!” “...Just don’t control us, okay?” ''

Present Time

Shinso shook himself from his memories and forced himself to face the ogre that would soon enter the room.

(Wow, we have Shinsi’s angsty backstory back up in here!)

-Loki