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Though I chose a NPC earlier on, I was just wondering if anyone wanted to actually have planned PVP fight?

My character is up, let me know if something isn't satisfactory.

_Character Sheet_  **Name:** Gray Allmen **Alas:** Gray the Bane **Gender:** Male **Age:** 16 **Personality:** A child born after the wake of a war, Gray grew in not so happy times. He has a dry outlook on life but carries himself cheerfully through life. He fights to mask his despair and fear, to resist the urge to throw himself to the firing squad. Outwardly, he expresses himself as being aloof, slackish, and all around lazy but inwardly, an array of overemotional attributes swirl. Initially a coward, he's recently started to become resolve and firm in his actions. He knows that the situation needs to change and that action needs to be taken to do so. He just doesn't know what more he can do. **Habits:** Has the bad habit judging people off their looks and even go so far as completely being cold if he "feels" they're up to no good. He has a killer gaze that he doesn't notice most of the time, often having to put forth effort to soften up his face. When lost in a conversation, he's stubborn enough to deny that he's lost but has a tell-tale sign that alerts those that know him. He'll scratch the front of his neck three times, something he picked up from his grandfather before he died. **Strengths:** He's instinctively smart, preferring to rely on his gut feelings than on his actual brains. He has plenty of it though, his intellect while average is nothing to bat an eye at. He picks up on concepts and ideals pretty quickly and has a good understanding of it afterwards. Growing up, he was taught hand-to-hand combat by a homeless man living nearby. His skills are only sub-par with military trained veterans but he's more than capable of taking down the untrained and brutes. **Weaknesses:** Over-emotional and empathetic, Gray is recklessly merciful. Going so far as letting his opponent(s) go untied or unshackled if they surrender to him. He counter reacts to situations instead of actively starting them, putting him at a disadvantage most of time. He can't swim and get dizzy at the sight of it but has often found ways of navigating that illness in extreme moments of emotion. When whirled up in passion or anger, he can become oblivious to strategies and other mechanics that could offer victory during war. **Bio:** Born to engineers of the war-front, after its collapse and solution, his parents found themselves virtually useless. They became bored and searching for projects that they could put their brain to use on, eventually leading them to potential dangerous and shady lines of work. When things got bad for them on a project, they sent Gray off to live with their grandparents in the middle-east. Both Alaine and Bulbad Allmen were no non-sense parents, they were strict, harsh, and caring. They never hid the truth of his parents to him, telling him that they went crazy for the next big machine. When he turned ten his grandmother died of a heartattack and a year later, his grandfather died protecting him against oppressors. After that day, Gray found himself surviving from the kindness of others that knew his grandparents, going to school only to be ignored, and crying himself to sleep from his loneliness. A few months later he bumped into a homeless man during a brawl with his bullies. After dispatching them the man begin to teach him martial arts to defend himself. The homeless man didn't seem to be helpless or pitiful but instead seemed to be content with his life. And for awhile, so was Gray with his own. **Mobile Suit:** GM ---  **Model:** USMF-0810 **Name:** GM **Material:** Gundarium **Frame:** Mass Production Mobile Suit **Power Source:** Neutron Radiator (Power Reading 10000x25) **Fix Armaments:** 1x Beam Saber stored in right hip; Gundarium Armor (Cannot be pierces by anything weaker than Titanium) **Optional Armaments:** 1x Gundarium Shield; 1x Ballistic Spray Gun

Awesome, I was a bit confused about the Mobile Suit CS but I was ask about that when I got to it lol.

Just wanted to let you know I'm working on a CS right now. It should be done either tomorrow or later. lol.

Let's see em ^^

Now am even more interested in my opponent, she's awesomely powerful lol. Too bad I got to kill her :( Not really.

I posted, finally. Took me awhile lol.

**Lucifer Drag - School** Class 7-A was loud with chatter and horse-playing, the males were scattered and wild. The females were more controlled but they all seemed to concentrate on a singular magazine, on a black haired beauty's desk. The girl swept her hair behind her ear, ignoring the other females that were crowding around to take a look at the school's and Ikebukuro own idol: Luci Drag. She remembered thinking that his name was a bit weird and definitely unfitting for the face it accompanied. Like the picture -all of them were weakened by- he was a dream from a fantasy. He had a certain edge to him but his lure overshadowed it all. She stared intently, almost mesmerized as thoughts swirled of the new arrival. A pudgy girl slid the door open suddenly, drawing everyones attention. She was painted with makeup that went far and beyond subtle charm, now she was just a kindergartners canvas. "He's coming!" she shouted, hurrying to the side of the door, she was pushed a bit as the others joined her, all except the black haired beauty who remained in her seat. Lucifer studied the color tracker app while he walked down the hall. Just in the school alone he was surrounded by five or six of them. He let out a cool breath before pulling a cream sleeve of the uniformed sweater he was forced to wear down a bit. The generic slippers led him to class 7-A without fail but when he opened the door, as usual, he was bombarded. "Luci-san, Luci-san, you did great in the issue." "Not just great. You were amazing," One of them corrected, tightening the circle at the door. He looked pass them and at his seat by the window in the front. One of the girls wrapped her arm around his own forcefully, leaning on him and pushing him to the side a bit. Before he knew it, the irritation of it all was beginning to swell. He hated being pulled around in directions he didn't want to go. With a disgusted sigh, he silenced the girls. The one on his arm refrained from looking at him as he stared at her. "You're all like vultures," he told them in their native language before yanking himself from the girl and heading to his seat. He placed his sack on the desk and pulled out a thin notebook, the black cover was worn and its spine was wrapped in clear tape. He noticed the group of girls travel to the back where the boys were but didn't think much of it. If one couldn't have the original masterpiece, of course they'd go for shoddy copies instead. A minute into his studies and five boys were at his desk, the air became... familiar. A pale hand slammed his notebook shut, laughter rung throughout the class. A freckled boy with curly hair and a brawny build reached out towards his head but he caught him by the wrist. "Aye! let go," shouted the boy as Luci tightened his grip. "Ay! come on!" The boy's shouting aggravated Lucifer more than his bullshit mob. He had wanted nothing more than for this boy to be silent. So much that the fist in his pocket clenched and his face twitched from the affliction. The other boy's all joined in, ready to pounce, and angry. They were like a pride seeing their Alpha getting munched on, quick to come to his rescue but unknowing that they were dealing with a monster. The in his hand yanked with a powerful tug, bringing Luci's chair sliding. "Be still," Luci muttered, but he could hear it wasn't just his voice that resounded, something echoed along side it. Something, authoritative and strong. He stared at the mob and they were all still and quiet. The eerie stares unnerved him into letting the youth's wrist go but that did not keep the girl's from gasping shock. He looked around himself with confusion before facing back to the board. This wasn't the first time something like this happened. The classroom door slid open. "Alright class, shut u-" shouted a older voice. The teacher froze and looked around, suspicion on his face before walking over to the wooden podium. "I'm surprised its quiet," he said, tilting his head to the group of boys. "Go sit down you delinquents. Time to start class." They remained where they were. "Didn't you guys hear me, go!" His shout seemed to have jarred them awake. They scattered from Lucifer's chair before hurrying to their owns. Throughout the class, everyone stared at him with fright in their eyes.

Yay!!! lol. I can't wait, this should be fun :)