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Name: August Lim

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Appearance: [ like this but slightly younger and with a cane I guess. Longcoat included

Powers/Equipment: The abilities given by using Nen from HunterXHunter, a sort of Ki or life force. August won't have developed a Hatsu by this point, but probably will during the RP

World of Origin: Earth

Other:

Personality: August is sometimes capable of being rational and analytic but oftentimes gets too high-strung or caught up in what he's currently doing to think everything through all the way. He wants to work towards happiness for as many people as possible but has no idea where to start, though lately he's been stuck with the feeling that there has to be something more that he can do with his life provided he gets a chance to leave his old life behind. To that end he really wants to make friends, but a history of moving around constantly makes him feel less than equipped for the task

Brief Backstory: August spent a lot of his childhood traveling around from place to place since his parents wanted to make sure he was a world citizen and experienced as much as he could out of life, potentially as a flawed way to overcompensate for the fact that he had to live with a disability from birth. Regardless, he was constantly shifted around between different countries and cities but took advantage of traveling in order to pick up a variety of unfortunately non-social skills, especially indulging in a love of martial arts from a young age. He's at the island as part of another 'horizon broadening exercise'.
It is attached to one, at least.
not quite, will post as soon as I do though.
Oh, sick with a terrible stomachache. The usual. XD
Welp, I'm back
August looked up from the plate of miraculous sky-cookies and noticed Miranda for the first time while still crouched in sort of an odd position with a cookie halfway to his mouth. She had said something...about the cookies...maybe she was the person who made them? What was it she was saying about the cookies, though? He could barely hear her considering he was still gnawing on one like a dog with a bone...the cookies were...for everyone! That was it!

...oh.

August dropped the cookie he was holding back onto the plate and practically wilted with the sort of expression more suitable on a scolded puppy than a human. It wasn't that Miranda had been particularly mean, but the thought of denying people awesome cookies when they were supposed to be shared was pure horribleness in his mind! He had denied those cookies their destiny of spreading joy in the world, and now others would never taste them! He was practically tearing up at the thought of it! Oh sure there were still some cookies left, but those particular ones were gone forever and ever!

As people introduced themselves one by one August continued to mope until the giant Germanic man started screaming about manliness and challenges, which distracted him almost completely from why he was sad in the first place. Then Miranda fell over onto her face. Well, that seemed pretty lousy. If nothing else August knew by experience that falling flat on one's face wasn't exactly a pleasant experience. With that in mind he held one of the cookies out to their original maker as she sprawled their on the ground.

" 'm August! Want one of the cookies I stole? I also do hugs and/or first aid, I guess."

Well it was true, if not entirely usual.
Since we're in Italy, shouldn't they be the Cowsa Nostra instead? [s]*shot*]/s]
"Oww..." August wasn't quite sure what was going on except that he had fallen down, been hit on the head with his own crutch and definitely wasn't in the garden anymore. In fact, he wasn't anywhere he recognized at all! Even stranger, floating text was telling him that he had been reborn as a Maou. It probably had something to do with the dialogue box he pressed, really. The next box even said something about his body and mind being different, which he guessed explained why he wasn't panicking nearly as much as he thought he should be in this sort of situation. A shame they couldn't actually fix my body while they were at it, but basically being an RPG character's pretty good too really...but why were we given all of this stuff anyways? There are definitely wider implications... [Tutorial Quest: What the Heck is Going On?!] <Journey into the Abandoned Castle for the obligatory exposition and synopsis!> Well, that sure was convenient...still, who knows what dangers and hidden complexities lurk in this new world? I'll have to stay completely focused and-

"COOKIES!~ Yay!~" His subtle scans of the area having picked up on Miranda's baked goods, August scooted and scuttled forwards from his seated position while beholding the treats with sparkly eyes of wonderment. and he instantly lunged to nom on the cookies like a predator pouncing on prey, oblivious to his previous wary train of thought and the others around him as he obsessed over the sweets in a completely carefree manner, practically radiating happiness as he did.
"Ha! Cooking can't be that hard!"

-Five Minutes Later

"OH GOD THE STOVE KEEPS SCREAMING AT ME AND EVERYTHING'S ON FIRE MAKEITSTOPMAKEITSTOP!"
I...can't possibly imagine what would happen if Prospero were to attempt cooking.

Alternate dimensions, Things That Should Not Be and burnt breakfast would almost certainly be involved.
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