Mun Info
Name: What you wish to be called!
Age: Just in case there's any adulty stuff going on.
Contact Info: AIM/MSN/E-mail. So I can put on the contact post!
Character Info
Name: If there's no canon name, you can make one up! And make sure to put the country in parentheses.
Age: However old they are.
Power? If you want your character to have a
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Name: Al~
Age: 19
Contact Info: RP MSN: albarampant@hotmail.com // AIM: albarampant
Character Info
Name: Ivan Ivanovich Braginsky
Age: May I go with… 19?
Power? He’s able to invoke an ice spirit, who he likes to call ‘General Winter’. It is said he had to give something in return to him, but nobody knows what. General Winter is able control ice and wind, making him both a very powerful arm and a faithful shield… but rather weak if it is too warm or there’s fire around.
It also gives Ivan the ability to appear and disappear as quietly as possible, and most of the time you won’t even notice him.
Sometimes, however, not even Ivan is able to control his General… but come on, what’s the worst that could happen?
Major: Anthropology (still considering this xD)
First Person Sample:
Being forced to always sit on the back of the classes is rather unpleasant. I am aware I’m taller than most of the students here, but that is not my fault, Да ? And it’s hard to understand what the teachers say over the sound of my classmates’ stupidities. But apparently a smile is enough to shut them up, so I might as well make good use of that.
Third Person Sample:
Ivan closed the laptop and let out a sigh as he rubbed his forehead, the smile monetary leaving his face as he thought of all the work he still had to do. But it came back as he stood up and walked to the door, giving himself a look and fixing his hair before stepping outside and closing the door.
He guessed he could go eat at the cafeteria since he was hungry, even if the food there was... he wrinkled his nose just thinking about it. He waved at a few innocent bystanders that instantly shuddered. His lips curled upwards because ah. Being feared was a nice feeling, even if it mean everybody staying away. He would rather have that than have to bear with endless babbling and people he didn’t care about.
He would soon need a new toy, to make sure that didn’t stop…
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