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I am a Japanese-American (half-Japanese on my mother's side) with a twin half-sister. Yes, you read that right. To explain it real quick, during mom's monthly, she dropped 2 eggs instead of 1 after 2 (or more) guys took her to bed. Each egg was impregnated by a different man's sperm.

Anyways, I'm a kind guy who really hates fighting. However, if I have to stop a fight, whether verbal or physical, I will. I'm here to have fun and be crazy with my OCs, new characters and even some canons. So far, my favorite RP I've been in on the site is the Multiverse reboot. As a whole, the Multiverse was 6 years old. I love the idea and have even used it (with a few minor changes here and there) for a few LARPs with my local friends RL.

Other than RP, I am also a Wiccan Witch following the path of Gaia and a hypnotist studying the varying effects of hypnosis on various age groups and am always taking willing volunteers.

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As Max approached the pub, he bent over slightly, trying to appear older than he was. It helped his hood was up. From his experience, the older someone thought he was, the more they respected or feared him. He walked calmly through a crowd as everything began going silent. It seemed the crowd didn't want to anger a mage. He walked between the fighters, pulling a patch off his cloak and a rope. He aimed as best as he could to allow the patch to turn into a ladder, each end quickly reaching for the two who began the fight. He whispered a word to the rope before stretching his arm towards the archer. He had assumed the 30 foot rope to wrap around the wrists and the bow, effectively enabling him from the fight, but he didn't always get his aim right, especially when he had no line of sight to his target. "Battling in the streets is foolish. Is there no fighter's guild to join? Are the walls of the city too far to travel?" Having revealed that he sounded like no old man, he stood straight and threw back his hood. His long, brunette hair almost glowed in the sunlight. With a smirk, he looked at the three he had attempted, whether or not he had been successful, to subdue. "Shall I call your parents?"
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>Maxwell Kilimal

>Max stands at 5'6 with shoulder length brunette hair. He has a thin build and slightly pointed ears, due to his elven mother. He can wield his piercing, forest green eyes with any of his emotions, making him easy to read if one know what to look for.

He wears a normal elven tunic and pants with soft leather boots. On top of that, he has his cloak of useful items. He has 2 exotic longswords, a katana and a scimitar, each sheathed on a hip. In a pair of specially made bandoleers, he carries a dozen steel throwing daggers. His thirteenth dagger, being made of silver, rests in a sheath on his left wrist. Under his robe, he also has a belt with a collection of belt pouches with a variety of ingredients for his spells.

On his back, he also wears a pack filled with necessary items, such as food and extra clothes. Strapped to the outside of his pack are a pair of enchanted longswords and a pair of shortswords.

>Max is proficient with all types of blades and bladed weapons, though is by no means a master of any of them. He also has a list of spells he can utilize as necessary. He is also has a few roguish skills, such as picking locks and being able to climb most walls that few others can.

>Max was born the illegitimate third of 4 children to a baron from a nearby human castle. With his mother being an elf, she thought it best to raise him as a normal elf.

Max grew up in the forest with his elven mother and her clan. Being raised as an elf, Max didn't know any more than any other elf in the clan about humans. So, he decided to go try his hand at magic. It took him all of 3 years to master the basics, along with a gained proficiency with hunting and sword fighting.

From there, he went to a school for aspiring mages. After a few more years, he and a few of his classmates went on a trip with one of their teachers. Upon being attacked, the teacher teleported the group to a safe place. Apparently, though, it wasn't fast enough. When Max emerged from behind a rock that he had miraculously appeared behind, he saw the burnt bodies of his friends and teacher. He looted what he could before beginning to wander.

After a couple weeks, he found another group to travel with for a while. He went on a handful of adventures with them until separating upon returning home. He stayed for a few months, helping his mother with his new siblings. He then had to leave again to search for more adventures and treasures to send home.
@Avali I think my sheet's done.
I'll have to start on them tomorrow.
>Maxwell Kilimal

>Max stands at 5'6 with shoulder length brunette hair. He has a thin build and slightly pointed ears, due to his riven mother. He can wield his piercing, forest green eyes with any of his emotions, making him easy to read if one know what to look for.

He wears a normal elven tunic and pants with soft leather boots. On top of that, he has his cloak of useful items. He has 2 exotic longswords, a katana and a scimitar, each sheathed on a hip. In a pair of specially made bandoleers, he carries a dozen steel throwing daggers. His thirteenth dagger, being made of silver, rests in a sheath on his left wrist. Under his robe, he also has a belt with a collection of belt pouches with a variety of ingredients for his spells.

On his back, he also wears a pack filled with necessary items, such as food and extra clothes. Strapped to the outside of his pack are a pair of enchanted longswords and a pair of shortswords.

>Max is proficient with all types of blades and bladed weapons, though is by no means a master of any of them. He also has a list of spells he can utilize as necessary. He is also has a few roguish skills, such as picking locks and being able to climb most walls that few others can.

>Max was born the illegitimate third of 4 children to a baron from a nearby human castle. With his mother being an elf, she thought it best to raise him as a normal elf.

Max grew up in the forest with his elven mother and her clan. Being raised as an elf, Max didn't know any more than any other elf in the clan about humans. So, he decided to go try his hand at magic. It took him all of 3 years to master the basics, along with a gained proficiency with hunting and sword fighting.

From there, he went to a school for aspiring mages. After a few more years, he and a few of his classmates went on a trip with one of their teachers. Upon being attacked, the teacher teleported the group to a safe place. Apparently, though, it wasn't fat enough. When Max emerged from behind a rock that he had miraculously appeared behind, he saw the burnt bodies of his friends and teacher. He looted what he could before beginning to wander.

After a couple weeks, he found another group to travel with for a while. He went on a handful of adventures with them until separating upon returning home. He stayed for a few months, helping his mother with his new siblings. He then had to leave again to search for more adventures and treasures to send home.
@MissCapnCrunch Then I shall start on them tomorrow.
@T Risket Limit on number of characters? I have 3 I think would fit very well.
@Avali Thank you. I'll work on him later.
@Avali No CS to fill out? I have a lot of characters I could play. Limit on number? And what all would you need to know about them? I can answer any and all questions about them.
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