I threw together a form quickly just to make sure his concept is okay! I'll refine it a bit if he gets accepted.

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[b]Name:[/b] Alistair
[b]Age:[/b] 30
[b]Gender:[/b] (Appears) Male
[b]Race:[/b] Yokai [i](Akashita?)[/i]

[b]Appearance:[/b] A scentless mass of a thick black liquid, almost always formed into the shape of a tall, handsome gentleman. Alistair holds a warm ivory complexion with a head of dark brown hair, pushed neatly back and away from his face in a stylish rough cowlick. His jawline and features are sharp, holding an almost permanently placid expression which alters into a smirk on the rare occasion. Whilst Alistair takes pride in his human appearance, he has always struggled with recreating the human eye, thus resulting in the whites of his narrow eyes being plainly black instead. The iris' set into this blackness are a deep amber, and are never deterred by prolonged eye contact as Alistair seems perfectly fine with staring other people down.
Personality: Pacifistic, avoiding, yet judgmental. Alistair observes his surroundings with thoroughness, judging his peers over time. This is a slow process, but is key for his succession as the owner of a popular bar. To most, Alistair comes across as a classy yet laid back individual, unpreturbed by his surroundings. However, his even-tempered attitude could be described as a mere facade, as Alistair detests rowdiness and is quick to defend the reputation of his building, and he is not deterred by thoughts of violence when regarding customers who do not pay their tab.

[b]Abilities:[/b]
[u]Biological Advantage[/u]
Alistair's cells are formed naturally into a dense black mass, sticky to the touch and elastic in nature. He holds the ability to deform these cells to replicate other organisms, and understandably chooses to retain the appearance of a human male as his default form. His mass of cells are able to locate eachother when seperated, making the loss of limbs or even the loss of his head provide only a temporary inconvenience. Due to the nature of his body, fire and ice are the best methods of action against him, with both elements able to easily destroy his cells for good. When threatened, Alistair will deform his human limbs into lethal forms, often involving whip like tentacles, blades, or jaws lined with teeth.

[b]Skills:[/b]
As the obvious trait of a barkeep, Alistair is skilled in cocktail making and the production of (legal) moonshine. Other than this, Alistair is a peculiarly good speaker, able to manipulate weaker individuals with and intimidating tone, charm and wit.

[b]Equipment:[/b] Alistair has no signature equipment, aside from his expensive waistcoats.

[b]Brief Backstory:[/b] No one is quite sure where Alistair came from, and neither is he. He believes that he originated from a single cell, multiplying over the years. He has no recollection of this time however, as he only gained a conscience when he became large enough to host human thoughts. As an exceptionally fast learner, Alistair quickly picked up on various languages from his observations and after a few failed attempts at moulding his cells into a human form, Alistair worked to fit into the general crowds of the Imaginary District. Years after picking out a name for himself and settling among the workings of society,  Alistair now proudly owns the popular bar "The Dreamweaver."
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