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Current End of holiday
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7 yrs ago
Homework is a pain.
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Name: Dollars

Gender: Male

Species: Human.

Apparent Age: 17

Actual Age: 15

Appearance: He possesses blond hair.

Bio: Dollars is an extroverted individual, chatty and sociable to many he meets. His childhood was one of luxury and comfort. However, he is not use to not getting what he wants because of that life, and is naive, and petty. He always knew that he had magic and always intended to follow into the magic school.

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Powers: Dollars can create speakers which transmits sounds of his choosing, the speakers share a visual resemblance to human mouths. He can also write on objects with his pinkie finger; if he writes a particular sound effect on an object of his choice, the effect the sound affect describes will take place. Example; if he writes "whoosh" onto a wall, it will create strong winds. His third and finial ability is the capability of storing sounds; if he stores the sound of someone being stabbed, and writes it down, and someone touches it the affect will pass onto them.

Down Side: His ability has no real one on one combat applications.

Weaknesses: He's not physically strong or fast.

Fears: Being ignored.

Items: T-shirt, jumper, pants, money his parents have which he can use.

Dij slowly looked from the jabberwocky, and back to Prisom. What the hell was going on here? "...Who?" Dij said at last at the mention of the name. "Okay I'm lost, do you two know each other? Who's this Phazar?"
"I doubt he escaped. I think he was moved. They knew we were coming." A shadow in the back of the cave detaches itself from the wall, and sinks to the floor.


"You sure?" Dij's brow furrows in confusion, "that would imply they had some way of knowing how we came here? Do you have any idea."
"Oh, Prisom," Dij whispered slightly surprised by his companions presence. "Didn't see you there." He greeted, "so the one we're after has already escaped you think?" He failed to notice the rippling shadows in the back.
Dij's eyes narrowed, and he slowly approached them. "Was this the guy who was held here?" He thought aloud, back to the mission and how they had come to save someone. He reached out his hand to touch the shackles, but he would quickly pull back his hand just in case they were still hot.
Granted but there's sea snakes in the sea.

I wish I grew wings.
Dij turns his head to the right, to see what that glint of light is.
Dij turned around, to see the dragon waiting for him behind, the sight pulled at his heart strings, seeing it like that. "I'll be back." He whispers to it, a promise he committed himself to.
I feel bad for leaving the dragon behind.
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