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'Auzzie' stared at his homework and sighed. Algebra certaly wasnt
his favorite subject, But he didn't dare ignore it or his da would
go balistic, something Auzzie did his best to avoid. At least
he was able to do it at the Arcade, unlike Chiiasi, who had been
grounded for 'borrowing' his dads portable computer and then almost
breaking it.
He reached for his soda, and stared at the empty cup like it had
suddenly become a snake in his hands. Grumbling under his breath,
he pitched the empty cup into the trash and headed for the refreshemnt
stand to get another.
Thats when he heard Isami's voice, clearly pleading with someone.
He walked closer, and recognised the voice of that spoiled brat
"Rotten" Ronnie, who was all but accusing her of cheating and
demanding that she
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Physical Description:
6'2", 250 #, Blond Hair, Green eyes. Always has something no
alcoholic to drink in his hands
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Personality:
Easygoing, Slow to anger and quick to forgive. Willing to give
someone the shirt of his back if he thought it would help.Was
a rabid outdooorsman before discovering VM. Values his word, his
friends, and a picture of his mother. Remains clam in the face
of adversity, about the only thing that gets him worked up is
an unfair fight (one of the reasons he can't STAND "Rotten")
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Friends:
Jaired, Chiisai, Isa, Jenny
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Enamies:
"Rotten" Ronnie Richards (Mutual Hatred, Anything from a snide
comment to outright attack depending on what "Rotten" is up to)
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Relatives:
Mother: Julianna: Deceased
Father: Robert: Blue collar assembly worker working on the geocity
space project
Sister Trish, Younger. Neutral towards Auzzie right now because
she doesn't understand his facination with VM insted of the the
outdoors sort of stuff she preferes, though there is almost no
wilderness on Geo-Island.
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Personal History:
Mother died two years ago, Father moved to Geo Island to work
in the spce project. Father spends most of his time at the plant,
giving 'Auzzie' a lot of time alone. Takes care of his sister
in the evenings, leaving his afternoons free for VM.
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prove her innocence by letting 'Nerd" go over her VM disk, or
he would file a formal report with the VM association. That, to
Auzzie, was the last straw of a very bad day.
Rotten blinked as a tap on his shoulder cut him off in mid diatrabe.
He turned, starting to demand an explanation of who dared to interupt
him when a right cross connected solidly with his chin. Rotten's
eyes rolled up into his head and he keeled over like a poleaxed
steer.
"Go Sit on a Bommerang, Ronnie" he growled at his vanquished foe
before taking Isumi by the arm and leading her twords his table.
"Hey, Isa, do you think you could explain that polynomial transformations
again?"
 
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