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Alrighty, I'll get Deathlok moved over real quick.
I'm here.
Alrighty then, let me fully read over the IC, and I just might join; most likely as Ravio or Impa, though Fi also has a possibility of being a person I play.
Hm. So, if you were to play a genre on this RP (I.E. Slice of Life, Adventure) what would it be? Also, which characters are currently taken? (If the list in the OP is up to speed just direct me there.) These should just about be my only questions left; if I can think of a character that hasn't been used I want to play, and I'm fine with the genre then I will join the official thread as soon as possible.
_Amos, God of Sands_ **Appearance:** Amos is a short humanoid figure with sand-colored hair, and a beige colored cloak that hides most of his body, save his bandage-wrapped feet. His eyes are a bright, piercing red. Under the coat, Amos is dressed in a long sleeved shirt, and a pair of large pants held up with a long piece of gauze tied around his waist, as if it were a belt. **Abilities:** Amos can manipulate, generate, solidify, destroy, and become sand. He can also fling such small particles of sand with such force that he can cut things with them. **Personality & Personality Flaws:** Amos is a liar and a cheater. No disrespect or anything, it's just how he is. He doesn't really even mean any harm by it, he's a compulsive liar. Although he is generally morally sound, he tends to have a strong sense of self-worth, believing he must be the conductor to most plans, or the only warrior to fight the monster. He also tends to work 'around' problems. That is to say, he looks for loopholes, and means of avoiding issues. He views mortals like most humans view pets. Lovable, but below him.
Hey, this looks interesting but I'd like to know what's currently going on before investing myself.
**Real name:** Matthew **Age:** 14 **Appearance:** [What a nerd, huh?](http://i.imgur.com/J6v3MGv.png) **Personality:** Matt proclaims himself a natural-born leader. He is the person who tends to take charge in most situations, and is the quickest to start making commands. This is balanced out with the fact that he is really easy to aggravate. If he doesn't like you, he will generally make it clear, and then ask you to either change, or get as far away from him as possible. He also tries to act funny, making jokes about himself and others to hide his nihilistic self-loathing. As for interests, he loves videogames ranging from Smash Bros. to Fire Emblem to Borderlands. Once he finds a good game (Or anything to obsess over, really) he will latch onto it immediately, and then leave it within a week or two. He also enjoys webcomics, and has an interest in comedy, listening to various standup routines and comedy shows. **History:** When Matt was young, his parents divorced. This led to him, his mother, and his sister having to move a lot. This meant Matt never got to make many friends up until about the 6th grade, where they finally settled down, and his mother remarried. Once he had some friends, he realized he wasn't content. He wanted to leave, to escape, to leave the world he considered had no purpose. **Starting items:** - Survival Knife: Includes matches, fishing line with hook, a compass. thread with needle, two buttons. - Smartphone device with charger. - Nintendo 3DS with Fire Emblem: Awakening, and Super Smash Brothers for 3DS. **Ability:** When Matt first warped, he found in his hand, a book. Inside this book was a single page. On this page there is text unreadable by all but him. When this text is read aloud, Matt can direct a lightning bolt at an enemy. The more points Matt invests in "Tomes" the more pages, and by extension spells, are added to the book.
Amos had a blank looked plastered across his face as his brothers and sisters had given to Man their gifts. He found it only fitting to give the small creatures a gift, for they would most likely not survive without it. He descended to earth, and appeared before the man and the woman as they are drinking from Human.

"I am Amos, God of Sands. I have created the ground you walk on." Amos said, his small figure betraying his booming voice that seemed to surround the area they inhabited. "I am proud of this fact, and I am proud of you, so I bestow upon thee a gift." Amos spoke. He turned away from the petty mortals, and began building up the sand, solidifying it and turning it into sandstone. With a few masterful strokes of the hand, he had built up a small shelter for the humans, as well as two slabs to rest their objects or themselves on under it. "This is shelter. It will protect you from Slatera's flying beast, and will allow you a place to rest. For it is the first of its kind it needs a name, and it shall be called Home."

And with that, Amos returned to his place with his other gods, content with the gift he had given Man. Hopefully, with the wisdom Cyrilla had given them, they would understand how to replicate this structure, and improve upon it, though he did doubt the humans could.
Dee
Mysterious Tower


Dee slept, softly snoring into her pillow and drooling just a tad. As soon as she hit the sheets a little while ago she just zonked out. The beds were surprisingly soft, much better the the couch in Big's (Her mentor) apartment. She was dreaming of her life back home in the arcade. Life was so simple back then, just fighting matches until closing, and then she could hangout with Big and Jen.

Her dreaming was rudely interrupted by someone speaking, and she groggily raised her head. So they needed her at the meeting room? "Bluh." she mumbled, her face slamming into a pillow. She really wanted to sleep more, that rush to get out of Witlak's arcade was incredibly tiring, but the wizards here had allowed her a bed so she felt at least partially in debt to them. She swiped the drool off the corner of her mouth and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes before placing her glasses back on. She rarely ever willingly let others see her true eyes, she just didn't like them.

She shook her head to regain her composure. She was getting off track, there was still the fact that there were going to be people who she had absolutely no idea about. That was giving her a lot of anxiety. She would have no idea what to say if they started a conversation! She fidgeted idly around her room for a few moments before gaining the resolve to just go out there and ignore everyone and maybe they wouldn't talk to her.

With as much strength as she could gather, Dee stepped through the portal to the meeting room. Some people had already made there, but after a quick glance Dee decided averting her gaze would be the best decision. As Dee sat down in an untaken chair, she opened her palm and idly fiddled with her keyblade.
Yeah, my first post is gonna be tomorrow as well, probably quite early in the morning.
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