Godal the Father of Death
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Jojo nodded at Aura and smile slightly. He rubbed the back of his head trying to think what to say. Only people he really talked to was his corner men during his boxing days. When Dex metion his twitch he quickly covered his left eye, “Oh nothing nothing.. just cold you know?..”
With Jojo age still being shy like a teen on his first date he felt misplaced. Twitch twitch twitch. The green eye man went to grab a chair and brought it over and sat down with everyone. “Oh umm.. is there anything that needs to be done?” his voice was still soft compare to the other two males in the room. Jojo was probably the toughest maniliest looking guy here but his voice was quiet and soft also his eyes were full of worry but only seen by the people who look.
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Jospeh Joe Godel slowly step inside with his belt under his vest. He stepped in rubbing his chin and fixing his vest. Jojo breath heavily and walked in to the group then twitch. His left eye twitch again again again. Jojo see the Aura patching Dex up and Dex chatting it up with Stark. He hardly knew these people yet he’s here now.
“Hey.. guys,” his voice is strong but quiet.
Jojo went by Stark and stood there. Twitch twitch twitch. Jojo moved his hair to the side, his hand resting at his side and eyes looking at Dex’s wound. “Hey I can herbs if its needed.”
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Name: Jospeh Joe Godal or Jojo
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Half Human Half Angel
Abilities/Skills/Strengths: Master boxer, smooth liar, hard to break, and bring items to life.
Appearance: Standing at 6 feet 3 inches and weighing 160 pounds has strong build and scruffy face.Pure black hair that cover hus eyebrows with bright green eyes and a scuffy bread with a cross scar on his lip to his chin and one straight down from his left eye to cheek. Wears a dress pant, shirt, a black vest and a red tie. Hands dirty and worn out with meaty fingers. Dark dirty skin with big bushy eyebrows.
Personality: Quiet cool and dead inside. He talks very bluntly and tend to never get to happy or to mad. Most of his emotions can be seen through his eyes and talk in a plain voice. He enjoys a nice cigar and quiet drink with a friend. He hates teens and anyone who brings up his bloodline. He rather people call him Jojo and not his last name.
Habits: His left eyes twitch when its cold out since his scar was placed there during winter.
Backround: Running away from home at the age of twelve to avoid the training of the Godal family training and work. Scared of adults he hide ran town to town steal whatever he kind before getting caught by a wealthy family. Feelimg bad the mother adopted him but despite the hate of his last name he kept it. Founding a liking in boxing his father send him all over the world so he can train with the best for ten year. At thr age of 24 he won the golden golve and risen in the middle weight class becoming the world champ and killing three men in the ring earning the nickname Melancholy Machine. After learning about his power he ran away again fearing he will lose his belt. He stay hiden for years.
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Byrne:
He snapped his chalk after the firework blast. He took a breath a woth half of chalk he sketch an alchemy circle.
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(Crap that rp idea was meant to be message to you Ren. Sorry for that my mind is been busy.)
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Ren rolled up the paper and stand them up outside the school and smiles. Around 14 poster papers rolled up set up. He looked back and see Tony. He waved, “Just making a big show.” Then he remember his coat was gone and he was pretty much shirtless and scarless. Crap now everyone will see that I haven’t been a real fight..
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Byrne:
He shruged at Tony’s remark and looked foward, “I’m a whale kind of guy.” He smiled at the thought of marine life and waited for the class to start.
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Byrne:
Byrne went near the front of the room and looked back. He stared at Tony, “I don’t play well witg dogs.” He turned to Tom, “I’m fine.”
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Godal:
The giant smiled and went to his notes. He wrote in them for awhile, he always kept notes on him.
Byrne:
He got up and followed Haru to class without giving much thought of his wounds. He kept the pain to himself and kept a strong figure as he enter the classroom.
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Godal:
Godal thought about this for awhile then said, “Have you ever raised a child only to the child age faster then you and you outlive that child. Lifetimes raising kids teaching them life lesson only to see them burried into the ground. Have you had students.. grandchildren… friends.. that thought of you as a father and them as your own.. but all you raise is people you’ll see die.. death is around me till it takes my which it never will. I am and forever will be the father of death.”
Byrne:
He put his hand on Aena’s shoulder cringing, “yup that’s pain alright. Been awhile..” Byrne kept his head low hiding his face trying to mask the fact he is in pain.
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Godal stared at Ares, “Death comes when death comes. A had a necromancer go here back when my hair only had 2 grey hair, he was ruthless in his summons. Summon the dead warrior to fight for him and one time kept a young girl as a zombie till he found a way to make her human… the young girl was done with life..” Godal looked at his hand. He took a deep breath, “I know where you are coming from.. letting people find peace and say goodbye to friends so the pain can be eased… but people fear death even more than pain. It’s strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is friend…”
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Godal:
After hearing the question Ares asked he went up and open the door to his office. He looked down at him and said, “Being over 2000 year old in this form and older if you count my angel years I’ve seen many things. The dead must stay dead despite the grief it brings. If you seek the meaning behind your gift then come inside and explain what you did and I’ll explain why it’s not right. If you cling to your gift as a end all grief power then head back to the cafeteria.” Godal left the door open and went back to his desk and proceeded with his notes.
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Byrne:
He bite down hard on the chicken and said to Aena, “Do what you must. I am the wounded you are the healer.”
Godal:
He noticed Ares and what he said. He walked past him and said, “To bring dead to life or create your own life is to play god and I can tell you from experience that god doesn’t play.” Godal went to his office and sat at his desk. He ponder for a bit of what to do next.
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Godal:
He watched the angry Ren bust through the door, grabbed the chicken and left back out to his sit. He peeped back in the kitchen, “You got to hand it to him, he knew what he wanted and he got it.”
Byrne:
He stared at Ren eating the chicken and he reached over for a piece. He took a wing and start eating it trying to neglect the wound he has on the ribs. Ever so often he flinched at the pain he had on his ribs and mumbled to himself more, “Good damn wolves..”
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Byrne:
He looked at Aena, “I did what I must.” He took a deep breath and wince at the pain. To took some pain pills, “I might have broken a few ribs..”
Godal:
The 8 foot giant got up and began walking to the lunch area. Godal went to the kitchen and saw Q sitting with the awful smell of brunt chicken and Haru mashing potatoes. He gave them a thumbs up, “Good job guys…”