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Name: Charlie Forstwidth (Birth name Lawrence Catther)


Grade: Mephisto's Second Year

Not quite edgy not quite forsaken, Charlie is in some sense a offshoot of a snake. But let's get into that later.

Charlie Forstwire was given his name by himself one day while he could not sleep Charlie had thought to reinvent himself you see...He had the personality of a wet piece of paper and was ignored in middle school as well as his first year of highschool he was just that invisible kid. So Lawrence decided to change everything about himself while moping and star-gazing, he shut his eyes and listened to the beautiful sounds of nature around and began to imagine himself as different people; in different clothing, talking different, having different postures. He tried this fourteen times until Lawrence created a “self” he liked more than his current self. As a loner with no grandiose qualities Lawrence began to cover his mouth so he could weep, he was finally sick of himself. As Lawrence imagined himself as a completely different person he began to become erratic and joyful. Lawrence began changing his style up a week after his breakdown/through. He started with dying his hair strawberry with black highlights.

He is cunning and vicious, intelligent and like a Machivillain. To elaborate The silent, shy and despondent kid is long gone and has become somebody with a spine and snark, If bullied or treated like he's still nothing...Charlie will stand up for himself using creepy words and a chilling glare, he intends to frighten people while upset. Other than being un-nerving Charlie smiles and is a sweetheart, but not to a over excessive amount he's just kind and respectful.

As Charlie does not want to become Lawrence again he has learned to stop being shy and got into dark subcultures. He's not gothic Charlie just wants to some creep people out although he is kind and respectful this is only shown towards his gang/crew, to a stranger his method of defense is to strike them with a dose of fear.

His original hair colour was brown and Charlie now wears a cool black button up jacket just like the one he imagined himself in. Lastly Charlie has a moonstone necklace which is a medium for his powers.

Core: The Crystal Heart - His necklace was created by the Goddess of Geometry and given to him because he has a greater calling.
The Crystal Heart is a ability which makes Charlie's clothing a light armour when wearing it, his attire becomes enchanted and protects him. If the necklace is torn off or a non clothed body part is struck he'll take regular damage. Charlie can share his gift all of requires is for his friends to buy a crystal and for him to preform a small Ritual Of Enchantment.

Anthill - Charlie can summon 3 Crystal elements which are a wolf, a humanoid and a white hat winged orb. (The orb is to help with enchanting). (The wolf attacks) (the humanoid shields)

The wolf has the appearance of a husky, with a sleek pelt the colour of amber, it has sharp teeth and claws.

The humanoid is a sexless,faceless ragdoll seven feet three inches tall the colour of jade.

The orb has the look of a ghost/spirit orb and respectively is white, the wings are white as well as on its sides.

Crystal Healing - That's the name of a cutlass made from the Crystal Heart. Which also heals.

What's the storyline?
@Thethomasink Welcome to the ride that is roleplaying. Thanks for joining. #noseatbelts
@Default“Its Crispin.” emotionlessly answered Crispin having the natrual inability to care who knew his name, he searched with his eyes for a bathroom, then saw a flash mob. He only noted that they were present and just like others were staring. He withdrew nine of the ten tendrils and heard The Puppeteer a few minutes later. [color-00a99d]“Yeah, now we are.”[/color] as he revealed the location Crispin stopped walking and turned left then took a a key from, his hoodie's pocket. Walking west now to a building wedged between two others he used the key on it.

Once inside Crispin removed the Amulet and thus returned his cilvilian clothes. He then turned the Forrest green florescent lights on by snapping his fingers twice. “Drinks are pretty cheap eight bucks. Twelve for a white cape. Eight for black and grey, friends and family pay five.”
Fink Nodded he had been overthinking; a problem his brother told him about. “I broke my older brother out because of this bombing.” he told The Puppeteer as he heard a White Cape creeping up on him, turning he saw no one. Fink smirked 'invisible huh.' thought Fink, he would have to rely on his ears, when he heard a fist cutting the air, tendrils just crushed the empty space until it leaked crimson onto the dirt and tendrils.


“Yeah. Just follow me.” He began walking southeast, headed towards a abandoned bar, Crispin had once found and stocked with beers, wines, ciders, and junk foods. It was a couple blocks away from the meta prison.
I'm here

Holding back a cold laugh Crispin and moved his arms overhead. “relax, I won't attack.” said Crispin just before he slithered a tendril down to cover his stomach, he exhaled final! His energy just returned, seeing the gun Crispin didn't get closer. He just stood there, and talked. “Now we're both smart fellows The Puppeteer, so let's help each other out and figure out who cause this explosion and why. This, haha. Clearly wasn't random.”

Crispin had finally calmed down he was in a dangerous situation so being calmed was perfect he could think clearly, and as Fink believed...All minds are weapons.
Im gonna be using my phone to make post from now on. The tablet just double posted.
People were starting to stare at him. He would pay them mind later, right now he had to scan the ground for his older brother who was prisoner. Fink had motioned one of his tendrils towards a group of White Capes fighting off inmates who were working as a team. Fink had chosen to help these prisoner because he recognised his older brother's power; Leadership. the tendrils had wrapped around those White Capes and tossed them in the air like a graduates' hat. Fink looked up to watch them fall back to earth and had noticed one firing three lightening bolts at him.

Managing to dodge two and block one with a tendril Fink had ran over to his older brother. He smiled at him "Let's get you the fuck outta here Sammy!." Fink said then dropped the smile, it was behind his mask after all...The two had to fight there way out and secondly to make a exit. Fink had saw the now ruined box of chocolates and other gifts had become a mess on the ground. Sammy hugged him.
"You still live at the same flat?" Asked Sammy looking dead at the guy who saved him, he began to piece together who he was, yet before he could figure it out fully Fink The Forrest Dweller had ran back to the prison there was The Puppeteer, a man he found interesting.

"Happy birthday Sammy!" Shouted Fink as he was closing in on The Puppeteer. He slowed his run to both catch his breath and misguide onlookers into thinking he was walking with swagger. When Fink began to regulate his breathes down to two per second he sprouted two tendrils from his arms. "THE PUPPETEER... I'm, guessing. Let's have a talk if you wouldn't be bothered." As he finished speaking Fink was closing in on The Puppeteer.
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