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Name: Gabriel Ankra
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Species: Elf
Allegiance: ~Secret~
Home: N/A
Specialties: Diplomacy and the arts
Weapon: A luxurious cane with little more combat capabilities than the fact that it is heavy-ish...
Weakness: He doesn't fight, greatly dislikes people who he views as less cultured than himself
Description: Always well dressed-wears clothing that would fit an emperor, typically long tailed coats and tall boots, white hair with black streaks brushed back, carries and silver cane.
Storyline: Shall remain a mystery
Name: Number 07201 Codename: E
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Allegiance: ~Secret~
Home: N/A
Specialties: Resourcefulness, Hand to Hand Combat, Firearms
Weapon: His own body, a spring-loaded combat knife, a 9mm handgun, a .50 magnum, an exo-skeleton codenamed the Iron Fist Alpha (increases dexterity and strength to a set degree)
Weakness: Short temper, exo-skeleton malfunctions in areas of electronic interference
Name: N/A Codename: Bartoll
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Allegiance: ~Secret~
Specialties: Upper body strength
Weapon: Windfall (a two-handed hammer weapon), surgical implants in his arms with exponentially increase the power of his muscles for a short time a few times per day
Weakness: Low dexterity and intelligence
Name: Victoria Charlie
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Species: Elf
Specialties: Information gathering and spying
Weapon: Combat knife with stun capabilities and a single 9mm shot, a "Kiss of Death" (a tube of lipstick that fires a single bullet), a silenced Kore handgun
Weakness: Kittens
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 6:19 pm
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 1:07 pm
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Name: Aashar
Nickname/Title:"that guy in white"
Age: 20, I think
Gender: male
Species: human...oid? I dunno
Allegiance: presently self, likes hunter though
Home: technically Phantasi, but he's no longer there, at the moment nowhere.
Ability Style: gadgetry that only works for him, problem solving, and martial skill
Weapon: Two major ones, Fleshsear: a flame colored scimitar that can (with effort on his part) burst into flames. and Swiftblade, a wind-decorated katana that allows for minor (but potentially lethal) wind manipulation.
Ability: well, none of his gadgets have ever worked for anyone else, and that white bag at his side holds a lot of stuff. (x-dim space) I'll list them as I learn of them.
Bag of Gadgets: can hold a LOT of A's gadgets, but most else wont fit
Pink Boom: able to produce up to a sonic boom, but usually doesn't need to go quite that far
earplugs: somewhat ordinary earplugs, but they came with the bag.
Plate of Food: serves one, four times a day.
Weakness: using his gadgetry expends energy, so he uses them only when nessesary
Description: looks to be about 6' tall, dresses in a white kimono with very few accessories. carries Fleshsear on his back and Swiftblade on his left hip. on his right hip, hanging off his left shoulder, is a white bag about 10 in. wide by 5 in. by 10 in. tall and is such a clean white it looks like he pulled it off of a video game's inventory screen. his hair falls behind his back and under Fleshsear. his eyes are a calm blue, they narrow significantly when he starts to lose his patience and the one instance when someone survived him becoming angry, they later reported seeing his eyes flash red right before he struck
Storyline: He grew up in the land of Phantesi, which was fine with him, some time when he was training to be a combatant, he was handed Swiftblade and accidentially killed his instructor (his own fault really, the wind merely knocked some blades on the guy's head) after being found, trying to explain what happened, and managing to demonstrate the wind-control, he was asked by the fearful lot to leave. from then he wandered the land, initally nearly starving, trying to fit in (it didn't help that Swiftblade was always right next to him every morning despite that distance placed between the previous day) eventually, as he found more of the gadgets, he overcame the social stigma of being different and chose that despite almost everyone he met being afraid of anything they didn't understand to be common, he wasn't going to care about their misplaced need for stability.
one day, as he was on his way to a large city, he was walking over a low hill when he was "vanished" to Byako. (teleportation, in his mind, requires consent)
Quote: I want to not have to hurt you.
Why are you still fighting me? I've already beaten you.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 3:58 pm
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2009 6:13 pm
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Name: Greene Red Showe
Nickname/Title: The (self proclaimed) greatest detective of city watch
Age: 32 (608 before rejuvenation)
Gender: Male
Species: Blue Tundra Swan
Allegiance: City Watch
Home: 221b wizardry street, blue rose lane district, byako
Ability Style: wizard/detective
Weapon: a wizards staff made from a fancy coat rack that has been also modified to work as a fishing pole and a magic wand that used to be an old t.v antenna
Ability: an unknown amount of magical skills, due to his unusual memory it is hard to say how much he knows or what he knows at any given time
Weakness: possible insanity, not the most physical of specimens, possibly senile, seemingly unaware of his surroundings
Description: He was a tundra swan of perhaps six feet in height with a navy blue complexion. Atop his head instead of hair was a swath of dark green plumage that was in a wild mess. His beak was a tad long, going out by perhaps three inches from his face. At the point before his beak began, a dark green beard had formed, spindling down below his neck. On his beak he wore a small pair of spectacles which he used for reading that seemed to hang on his beak as if by magic, yet did not prevent someone from looking into his bright green eyes. He wore a yellow sweat shirt that hund loosly on him with wide sleeves and a hood that appeared to have little use. over it he wore a sort of vestment of a more golden color that contained a number of bulging pockets. Upon this vestment was a badge for city watch that was half covered in a crusting mustard stain that looked to be a week or two old. Around his neck he wore a traditional lucky cat statueette. Over one shoulder was slung a brown bag with wear and tear that suggested it has been through a great many adventure in the past. It was filled and overstuffed with all mannner of scrolls, crystals, fishing equipment and a ladle which protruded from the bag. The outside of the bag was decorated with oodles of fishing hooks and badges depicting one fish or another. Possibly mementos of fishing trips gone by. His legs were quite long and naturally thin. On his feet he wore a sort of sandal, specially designed for his type of foot, that was a simple slip on, with a single strap over the foot.
Storyline: Greene was once upon a time an all powerful wizard. He was quite old however and after years of research discovered a way to become younger. However when he cast the spell it had some terrible side effects. His memory has been completly shot so he is practically a diffrent person. Also, he was originally human which is not the case now.
And so, he csme to adopt dime (or the other wayaround) and became a detective for city watch.
Quote: Ho Ho Ho, elementalry my dear Dime
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 7:35 pm
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Name: Brett
Nickname/Title: None.
Age: Thirteen.
Gender: A guy.
Species: Mostly mechanized human.
Allegiance: The Hunter Clan.
Home: Starship Aria. His Mecha Main Street hangar is relatively intact, but still damaged.
Ability Style: Mechanist/Pilot
Weapon: Two beam sabers, a Verona Arms "Benvolio", a Verona Arms "Tybalt", and a Hellsing Industries "Saint". Each of these guns fires a large round capable of damaging small-scale suits of powered armor and even a small amount of larger mechs. Of course, the larger mechs would need to have very thin armor plating over their vital areas.
Ability: Exceptionally good with machines, and most of his body is mechanized, including his limbs, so he's stronger than even most grown men. This is why he is able to easily carry his five different weapons and still be fairly agile.
Weakness: Mints, spicy foods, getting sick, EMPs, and electromagnets.
Description: Click.
Storyline: Brett has leapt a lot of hurdles for someone his age. He woke up on the outskirts of Byako with the remnants of an orbital drop pod around him, and proceeded into Mecha Main Street. He bought a hangar there, and that's when the "escapades" started. He was caught in several battles, lost all of his limbs multiple times, participated in a race, was bombed twice, found several odd artifacts, lost the odd artifacts, joined the Hunter Clan, helped resist a clone invasion, helped to stop an evil demon-thing from some kind of world domination, went through several mecha, had his hangar blown up, and somehow managed to survive it all.
Needless to say, he has lots of experience in Byako and the Hunter Clan.
Quote: "Don't panic."
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Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 8:19 pm
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Name: Rowen McNeill
Nickname/Title: "Ro", "Blue", "Flyboy", "Tenku"
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Allegiance: Pretty much anybody who he thinks could use or ask for some help. Oh yeah, and The Alkemist/DINER
Home: The open road.
Ability style: Wind Elemental
Weapon: A blue "yoroi", looks like a large blue marble, he tends to turn it into a sword, a dagger, or (his personal favorite) a bow & quiver with an endless supply of arrows
Ability: Can control the wind, can turn his yoroi into all sorts of nifty stuff, has been known to fly, and can fix almost anything without the use of magic.
Weakness: Trust. Says he doesn't trust people, but he;s lying.
Description:
Storyline: When Rowen was born a "holy man" came to his parents and told them they had to give him up to be raised by his fellow "holy men". His parents knew that it was a family tradition, but they did not want to give him up. In an attempt to change their minds the "holy man" caused Rowen's abilities to accelerate, so that he could do as a small child what it took most at least 20 years to master. The "holy man" figured that his parents would have to give him up, because there was no way they could train him. They refused, however, and raised him themselves; with surprising success. When he was a teenager it became apparent to the "holy men" that they had screwed up, he was now much more powerful then his peers and at this rate he would surpass the "holy men" themselves. They made him an offer, or rather a threat, that if he joined them his parents would be left alone. Being young, arrogant, and idealistic, he turned them down, and his parents were killed. Somewhere in the ensuing chaos he killed somebody (though he won't say who or how), and the "holy men" made his wings disappear. Deciding that there was nothing left for him in his home town, he left and has been traveling the world for the past 6 years.
Quote: "I'm (mostly) harmless!"
Name: Samantha Keller
Nickname/Title: Sam
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Allegiance: Who's paying?
Home: Native of New York City, citizen of the open road.
Ability Style: Street fighting, can make a weapon out of almost anything, good with any kind of rifle (prefers semi-automatics, ie: M-16 A2), never used a handgun in her life.
Weapon: A plain, black plastic letter opener she keeps in a special pocket in her pants. She's tired of Airport Security confiscating her knives.
Ability: From time to time exibits knowledge of things she shouldn't know of relating to the future. When asked, she usually just shrugs, says "I dunno.", and subtly changes the subject. Has perfect pitch. Hates to use it. Plays the piano and a bit of the guitar.
Weakness: Karaoke, Jukeboxes, car radios, and pretty much anything that can blast music. She tries not to sing along, but often fails. Candy cigarettes.
Description: Barely over five and a half feet tall, Sam has streight dark brown hair cropped short in the back, gradually becoming longer in the front, with bangs that match her part. She keeps it parted over her right eye, and the remaining hair on the right tucked back between her right ear. This hairstyle is usually kept in place not with bobby pins or product, but with a carefully placed white 'Blues Brothers' style hat with horizontal navy stripes.The hat is generally angled to the left and back, just enough to keep her hair in place, and not at all in her face.
Sam's clothes vary depending on weather and occasion, but for the most part she wears dark colors and whites, and is seldom seen without an analogue wristwatch and belt. Her jewelry is always silver, and minimalist.
Storyline: A native of Manhattan's "Hell's Kitchen" (Chelsea and Clinton) in NYC, Sam grew up in the relative luxury of her parent's penthouse. Being a very active and inquisitive child, not to mention the youngest in quite an extended family, she learned many things from her family (and family friends) which normal people wouldn't even consider teaching children. Despite her family's status, most of her friends were neighborhood kids, and not all were as well-off as she was. This exposure to the less fortunate led to hear learning a thing or two about how to apply the hand-to-hand combat she had learned at home.
When she was 18, Sam went out of state to 'learn things she couldn't learn at home'. This turned out to be both a blessing and a curse. While she was away, some misjudgments on the part of a cousin (one Sam had previously said couldn't be trusted) the family lost a great deal of it's prestige.
Wanting to salvage her family's legacy, but not yet having the funds or connections to do so, Sam is 'walking the earth', pulling together what resources she can to better prepare herself for the reckoning to come.
Quote: "...What you make."
Name: Kuroryuu no Haganemaru
Nickname/Title: "Haru", "Kuroryuu", "That Suwa Brat"
Age: 14
Gender: Usually a guy, unless he pisses a mage off... then he's a, well, she...
Species: Human
Allegiance: His own damn self. And anybody he considers to be 'his responsibility'
Home: Wherever his jobseeking takes him, native of the Suwa region of Japan
Ability Style: Ninja/Hitman
Weapon: "Kuroryuu" ("Blackdragon"), a katana almost as long as he is, the handel is shaped like the head and neck of a snarling dragon. The head is gold, the eyes are red, and the scales are black.
Ability:
As a boy: A master swordsman, has been using his for 10 years. Silent, fast, does not move or make noises in his sleep, and is good at hunting/fishing/scavanging for his own food (generally camps out on his own). Can ride horseback, and tends to attract animals with spiritual properties.
As a girl: A natural magic user, generally reflex and not as controled as some (is very new to this magic thing, was first turned into a girl only recently), can bind people/objects/spirits and create spirit barriers. Can ride horseback, and tends to attract animals with spiritual properties.
Weakness:
As a boy: Magic, Dairy Products (is Lactose Intolerant), cute girls who are more powerful then he is, and most small animals.
As a girl: Steel (weapons), Dairy Products (is still Lactose Intolerant), cute girls who are more powerful then (s)he is, and most small animals.
Description:
As a boy:
As a girl: When Haru is turned into a girl his hair (and bust) grow significantly, and his boyish features became softer and feminine. The basics, such as height, as well as skin hair and eye color, did not change. Basically he goes from being a handsome/cute boy to a beautiful/cute girl, while still having the same basic traits. Clothes are whatever is handy that fits.
Storyline: As a child, his parents held power over the area, but the leaders of a rival group came in and siezed control when he was about 4. The leader killed his parents, but since his father's line was famous for their swordsmanship, the leader decided to let the child live.
The boy was trained to fight and kill from that point on, and eventually became known as the greatest hitman in the region. Those who he worked for did not call the boy by his name, but instead by the name of his sword ("Kuroryuu") and for most of his life that was how he was known.
Recently Haru had been ordered to knock off another young swordsmaster, a girl from a rival organization. He suceeded in killing her, but it shook his faith in his path. Ever since then the teen has been running from his empoyers, introducing himself as "Haganemaru" ('the perfect edge'), which he thinks is his childhood name. Since it's so damn long, most people tend to shorten it to "Haru" ('spring'), much to his dismay.
Recently during his travels Haru was turned into a girl by an agrivated alchemist. When this happened, not only did some physical features of his change, but his abilities did aswell. The hitman discovered he could no longer weild a sword with skill, and was accidently casting spells left and right untill returned to his original gender. With some training, there is a chance that Haru could master magic the same way he has mastered the sword.
Quote: "What a pain!"
Name: Antonia Lockhart
Nickname/Title: "Toni"
Age: 23
Gender:Female
Species: Human
Allegiance: Anybody in need of-- Is that a iPhone? Can I see it? Interesting... You know I always found it interesting that they don't make the batteries replaceable on these things. Of course, they can be replaced, you just stick this screwdriver here and-- What do you mean you don't want to to dismantle it? What? What question? Were we talking about something?
Home: Native of the San Fernando(Silicon) Valley, California, citizen of the open road.
Ability Style: Mixed martial arts, mostly Judo and Tae Kwon Do. There is a little Karate thrown in there too, but she'd be the first to tell you that there are only so many ways to block a punch successfully. Knows how guns work better then the men who engineered them, but has limited experience with them. Mostly rifle experience from summer camp and a brief stint in the Air Force ROTC during college.
Weapon: Her rapier wit! And, occasionally, safety boots. Used to have a knife, but the Air Port people kept trying to take it away. At least she has to take her boots off anyway.
Ability: From time to time exibits knowledge of things she shouldn't know of relating to the past. When asked, she usually just shrugs, says "I dunno.", and fails at being subtle about changing the subject. Has perfect pitch. Loves to use it. Plays the guitar and a bit of the piano.
Weakness: Karaoke, Jukeboxes, car radios, and pretty much anything that can blast music. She loves to sing along. Candy cigarettes
Description: Barely over five and a half feet tall, Toni has streight dark brown hair that brushes her shoulders in the back, and is cut chin length in the front, with bangs. Usually her hair is tied up high, even with the tops of her ears, and the chin-length parts make their way out as the day goes on; the right 'side bang' is always thicker, and quite possibly longer. As a result, she doesn't seem to have a part. Her bangs do, however, think that if there was one it would be on the left, but instead of dividing, most go to the right, and a few stick out from under them. This results in a few hairs sticking straight up, or just going higher than the rest before coming back down.
Toni keeps her hair in place by constantly fighting with her hair tie(/bungee/rubberband/whatever she can get her hands on), putting bits behind her ears, and occasionally wearing a light olive Tilly hat. There will be a photo eventually, but try picturing a wider-brimmed, synthetic Indiana Jones hat with vents, and you've pretty much got the idea. It's a little big for her, but the pony-tail/bun on the back of her head always keeps it in place.
Toni's clothes vary depending on weather and occasion, but she usually wears browns and light colors. Her jewelry is always silver, and surprisingly minimalist.
Storyline: Toni grew up in the San Fernando Valley (aka: Silicon Valley), and grew up playing with the children of (like her parents) engineers. After 18 years she decided it was time to see the world, and learn something she 'couldn't learn at home'.
While she was off trying on the Air Force and college, her parents retired from their jobs and retired to Hawaii. After graduation, she joined her parents on Maui, but quickly became bored. The economy also made it hard for her to get a job there, and she found herself missing her childhood home. She couldn't afford to move back to Silicon Valley and go job hunting yet, so she left Maui, and has been 'walking the earth', getting money where she can and trying to figure out 'who she is'.
Quote: "No fate but..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 3:52 pm
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Name: Amilia Light
Nickname/Title: Ami-chan!!!!
Age: 16
Gender: Girl! Ami's a girl!!!!
Species: Umm... Ami thinks she's human... uh... Aww!!! Ami's confoozed!!!
Allegiance: Ami works for herself! Ami doesn't like ruels so now Ami can make her own!!!
Home: Everywhere! Ami doesn't like staying in one place!
Ability Style: Fighting dreamer!!!
Weapon: A dagger in the shape of a scorpions tail!
Ability: Ami can copy other people's abilities! If Ami tries really hard she can absorb them!
Weakness: Loud noises, the dark, the ocean, trains, planes, and dogs. Ami gets scared easily
Description: 
Ami has pink hair with blue bangs (not shown in picture) and gold eyes. She wears a short red and white kimono and army green flats. She appears younger than she really is and she's short for her age.
Storyline: Ami used to have a bond with Kimi so that they were almost the same person. They felt the same emotions, the same pain (physical and emotional), everything. Kimi wanted them seperated, so she had an old friend of hers cast a spell to split them. It took a while it took a while to recover, but afterward Ami was as bubbly as ever. She talks in third person and has been called annoyingly happy.
Quote: Ami is a good girl!!!
Name: Kimberly Light
Nickname/Title: Kimi
Age: 16
Gender: A girl, duh.
Species: Demon
Allegiance: I don't work for anyone, but I am stuck with Ami following me all the time...
Home: Amywhere and everywhere...
Ability Style: Fighter
Weapon: Claws and twin swords
Ability: I can block out someone elses powers. If I try hard enough I can take them away completely, but I try not to unless they're extremely dangerous.
Weakness: None
Description: 
Kimi has dark pink hair and red eyes. She wears a black and red corset dress with no shoes. Her demonic form sometimes shows through her human form, eliminating the ability to wear shoes or sleeves. She carries her swords tied to her back with a white rope tied around her back and waist like a backpack. Her demonic form slightly resembles a heartless.
 except her eyes are red...
Storyline: In a simple summery: i was sick of Ami bugging me and getting hurt all the time so I had us split, but for some reason she still follows me around
Quote: Are you on stupid pills?
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 8:32 am
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Name: The names Howling
Nickname/Title: Howling the rookie bounty hunter
Age: 18
Gender: I'ma dude
Species: Lyken
Allegiance: A small bar in the middle of town, it's very hidden
Home: an abandoned factory
Ability Style: He's a bounty hunter who leeps before he looks, but some how he gets the job done
Weapon: He has a giant shuriken he lugs around when he's in human form, then he uses his claws and fangs in beast mode n_n
Ability: He can multiply his shuriken and contole their direction
Weakness: kinda savage so he's easy to out smart. strong bitter smells destract him.
Description:Everything is black unless i say so. wild hair with a white skull hair pin, bandanna, two silver earings in each ear, thin glasses, red eye's, a snaggle tooth on the bottom of his mouth (one of the fangs), zipper jacket, gloves with withe skulls in them, big shuriken attached to his left arm, zipper pants, combat boots, tan skin, mystic tattoos on his arms (light up when he uses his powers).
Storyline: Left for dead when parents were killed, the bar owner found him and raised him, tought him to use his powers. He always looked up to the other bounty hunters that would come in and out of the bar, he served them whenever they came in. A maN came in one day, when Howling was a young teen, and trained Howling untile he vanished one day and never came back. Now Howling is 18 he is now beginning his life as the rookie bounty hunter.
Quote: "I'll become a legendary bounty hunter u just wait!!... by the way, got any food on ya?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 3:33 pm
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Name: Gabriel O’Connor
Nicknames: Gabe, Comes-back-to-life Boy
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Human/Immortal
Allegiance: Freelance/Unaffiliated
Home: Native of a small New Hampshire town nobody seems to have heard of, currently homeless.
Ability Style: Soldier/Void Mage
Weapon(s): Carries a Smith & Wesson .50 cal revolver loaded with exploding silver bullets. For those pesky supernatural things. Also uses Void weaponry (see below), usually in the form of a shortsword length blade.
Abilities: Possesses prior military training. Resurrects from the dead after a period of regeneration with length dependent on the amount of injury sustained, significantly stronger, faster, and more durable than your average human. Also does not suffer the effects of aging. Utilizes ‘Void Magic’ by drawing energy from an immaterial plane of existence. In addition to creating melee weapons out of this energy, he can use it to learn and ‘slot’ an ability of another, effectively mimicking them. Also note that the passive absorbtion of this energy is what grants him his immortality.
Weaknesses: Still effectively human and thus subject to injury, regeneration is slow (minutes to hours for mortal stab and bullet wounds, weeks to months for de-limbings/decapitation) and can be halted by various means (impaling, drowning, etc.), can be killed permanently if his body is completely destroyed. Can only currently ‘slot’ two abilities, though this may increase as he grows in power. ‘Slotting’ or switching between learned abilities takes about 20 minutes of concentration. Also shows some signs and symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder.
Description: A relatively unassuming young man with dark shaggy hair and bright green eyes. He possesses a slightly muscular build and stands at an even six feet tall. Usually clad in unkempt paramilitary clothing (cargo pants, combat boots, field jackets, etc.)
Storyline: It began with a young boy fresh out of high school, ready to fight the good fight as a soldier in the US Army. Two years of training and fighting passed until he was killed in action, only to be reborn as something not quite human. He traveled the world and more, guided only by one simple question: “why?” Though his question remains yet unanswered, his travels have brought him to the City of Everything. Perhaps here he might be able to understand his purpose.
Quote: “Yeah… I’m a little complicated.”
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