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Oh well where to start?

I was born 1994 in Germany, just finished my trainee as as a chemical laborant...So I guess that makes me a Walther Weiss now!
My hobbies stretch far from doing sports, playing video games on my xbox one, playing bass guitar, magic the gathering, reading, larping and guess what? Roleplaying! One could say I am a prototype of a full time nerd and a jock!

So hopefully we can have a wonderfull time together!

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Both are too familiar!

And I am seeing a Obe piece ability here or am I mistaken? No offense thou! But I also think such an ability would be S Level.....you can simple dismember a person or switch his heart.... I am no Gm here so it's not my job to judge but I still find it extremely powerfull and unbalanced~
Uhhh am I the only one seeing a possible love story between Sidious and Sasha? :D
Mhhh how about a Gargoyle like alien?
Name: Sidious Viper

Age: 21

Magic: Sand Molding or Sand creation is a simple magic yet hard to master. The user is using his own magic to first create sand and then giving it form, by infusing more magic into the sand the hardness can be chosen, the more magic the sand gets infused with the harder it gets. The form if the created sand object is chosen by the mage is free off any limitations, it is told that some can not even cast static monuments but moving creatures or constructions but this is something far beyond Sidious knowledge. The strength this magic gets is from the users witts and his imagination and also the ability to quickly adapt to things.

Unlike normal molding magic Sidious uses it to enchant himself or to alter the world around him. One can often see him shaping animal like armors to wear or creating fields of sands to slow down the movements of the enemy, also creating sand storms to cut off the enemie's vision while he is still able to navigate through it perfectly (Well he grew up with it).

Magic Level: A lower A level

History: Sidious was born in Desertio as a poor child of a caravan~ During the war 100 years ago and the great after match many seeked shelter in the desert but few survived the harsh living conditions. It was a bunch of mages who then decided to put their magic to use and to form a small caravan. Up till now the caravan still holds mages in it but they rarely use their magic and they are more likely bringing wares from A to B.
Anyways Sidious was born into that caravan, not really gifted with a high potential of magic power but with a blood-line coming directly from mages. Soon he discovered his ability and the caravan taught him about the Do and Don't s of magic. Weirdly when they cane to a city they turned quiet about and told Sidious to keep shut. It took him years to fully comprehend what his family, this caravan is going through.
When he was around 16 the caravan made it's way to Fiore, there Sidious heard words of a guild of mages and so was naturally interested in them.
As he was visiting it the caravan decided to move on and leave Sidious behind, Sidious kinda knew they would do something like that and really....nobody wanted to see the tears of the others. It was a harsh action for both parties but for both their sakes.
Sidious wanted to change the view the normal people are having on mages and the caravan wanted Sidious to be happy.
So Sidous knocked on the guild's door.

Personality: Sidious is very flirty around women while often being a jester towards men. He often will say sarcastic things and take things not too serious, this is sadly nothing but a mask. In fact he is afraid of being alone since he always had friends or family around and so naturally he is afraid that the fear of wizards will turn towards hate and that he will be lonesome and hated.
Either when fighting Sidious is showing witts and quick thinking and so he is not to underestimate.
While loving to drink this is also his weakness and he hates gluttony since food was rare in the desert...alcohol therefor not!

All in all he is friendly but sadly sometimes being too sarcastic and he is acting quick when someone of his friends or the guild is in danger, not minding the things which may lay ahead!

Team Members: -none yet-

Three Strengths:
1. Quickly adapts to situations
2. Very passionate
3. Very agile

Three Weaknesses:
1. Weak to intoxication
2. Womanizer / Douchebag
3. Hot headed

Greatest Love: Finding the women of his dreams

Motivation: Keep the love and the beer coming!

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Uhhh i will certainly join this~ Prepare for sand molding!
The rivaly thing does sound nice but I would suggest to push the story onward so that FIRST everybody can join! Unless you want others to be waiting weeks and weeks again!
I posted and got your precious food! It is unless still waiting to be delivered inside your cell where I mockingly choosed the other participate for~
Well for what I had in mind was a step by step storyplot where we will pick everyone up on our way towards the great line~ Well my idea was that Eve and I would arrive at lounge town, giving an expression about it, how people there now a days react to pirates, how the marines are doing there etc. etc. Then after the zoom out we would zoom into a close by tavern where Santanio and Eve would look for rumours of a shipwright willingly to join a crew....it would also lead to a good ol' bar fights~~~~

That's what I had in my mind so far
She pm´ed and then.... nothing happened
Paranatural Conglomerate Countermeasures Headquarters — "Subject 14791" Guarding hall


The Song echoed through the white painted room and if there wouldn´t have been the four guards the song would would echoed through the room several thousand times and well considering that it was a song of Lynyrd Skynyrd that would have been a worse torture than the howling of Walker. The Texan Ranger sure had an organ but with oldies as...well old as this one had to wonder about his taste sometimes.

Sadly one had to empathize with this boulder of a man and so even the most grumpiest among of all the guard down in the room to cell "Subject 14791" aka Jack Rome, was slowly tapping his feet.

It really was a weird bunch down there. Walker as the unserious Senior, then Anthony Stone as the serious, the sarcastic and jumpy Elli and last but not least him. Eddy~
Eddy the psychopath, Eddy the freak or Eddy danced with demons~ He sure built up a reputation down here and he often worked together with Walker also serving in the Plan B group in the one or other occasion. He was friendly and warm hearted but then again not too soft on the core~ Infact he was THE stereotype of Texan people one could imagine and well Eddy had to know! He is bloody English!

Either way throughout the years of cooperation he had found one thing which Walker liked most...and that was old fashioned Rock music, not the good one thou! The annoying one! May it be Elvis Presley, Lynyrd Skynyrd or simple Gun´s and Roses he listened to it all while Eddy here furthermore listened to Western and Folk. When he hears a western guitar and a smokey voice, god, he could nearly jizz his pants, give him Johnny Cash and you will really see an eargasm.

So it was natural for Eddy to laugh loudly as Walker tried his best Elvis impression he ever gave to his best.

"Alright~ Alright~ I get the food~ just promise me to NEVER abuse Elvis show moves one a Lynyrd Skynyrd song again! Unless you really want me to raise Elvis from his grave to kick your butt"
Eddy did some boxing moves before getting imaginary getting kicked in the balls and so falling on his knees and imitating Walker´s howls. Before the man could raise to an counter Eddy gave a wink and headed outside the thick rubber framed doors by laying his hand onto the biometric lock and also entering an 12 numbered security code.

It was now a long white hall way leading straight for many meters where other thick rubber framed doors would pop up on the left and right. Eddy made his way through he corridor until he suddenly stopped before one with a sign saying "kitchen". Eddy again layed his hands on it and now had to enter another 12 digit code, this here was even low security compared to other parts of the PCMC and well the ceels as well were very luxurious, one should see the gamma-thread cells....cyro-sleep enough said?
That aside the kitchen looked very plain, on a large table were many dishes with several numbers while in the back was a rather over weighted canteen women making the meals.

"Hey Sharon~" yelled Eddy and skimmed through the already finished meals and searched for the one with the sign "Subject 14791"
The canteen women made her way towards Eddy and pushed a tablet with a grilled steak and cooked vegetables into his hands. "Here for the ~special~ boy" She said returned to preparing further meals for the others inhabitants of other cells.
Well one couldn´t complain about bad food here could you? With the tablet in his hands Eddy returned to the other three guards.

"So who is taking his offer for Poker? Or do i need to rip him off again? I know~ i know~ i don´t play fair but you can accuse me of cheating, if you don´t have any proof how i do it" And saying that Eddy would place down the tablet with the food close to the door of "Subject 14791" before he then walks towards Elli is hands raised to the heights of his face before he slowly moves one behind her ear to then pull out a cigarette.

"I guess fate chooses you" He stated dry and put the cigarette into his mouth, not lighting it since that would be forbidden but out of sheer lack of smoking for nearly three hours. He felt the urge and so this was the most relief he could get. Furthermore a short kick of adrenalin by playing with fire or rather Elli would make things more easier to bear up with.
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