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Username: Danni-chan
Name: Aidan
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Series of Origin: Fire Emblem
Description: [x] (I made this myself. No stealing!)
A frequent traveler, Aidan dons a ragged dark green cloak. It's endured everything from sandstorms to snow to torrential rains. Underneath it he wears a brown shirt and a simple pair of pants, once white but now forever stained a beige color. (He does wash his clothes, but there is no bleach in Elibe.) Like his clothes, his caramel-colored hair is messy, and all he can do to keep in in check is to tie it in a rough ponytail that goes just past his shoulder. His skin isn't really tanned or fair, it's somewhere inbetween. Aidan is of average height, standing at about 5'6". He's never considered weight important to keep track of, but he's around or slightly below average weight (he's a bit skinny). On his left wrist a black leather bracelet is tied, the strands crossing over each other once. A worn pack he carries holds an unusually large amount of things, including strategies, maps, parchment, ink, and, for some strange reason, a small replica of "The Thinker". The bag is so old and faded, not even Aidan can tell what color it is or what it used to be.
Personality: Being a tactician, Aidan is extremely intelligent. However, he frequently blurs the line between genius and insanity. He's prone to bursting out into song at random moments, interrupting conversations at bad times, making pop culture references that no one understands, and so on. Past his strangeness is a good heart, and he cares about his friends to the point of risking his own life for them. Strategies are his forte, but he also has a little skill in weapons. (He has to know how weapons work to be a good strategist.)
History: He's still a teenager, but he has traveled with respectable lords and commanded the best of warriors in battle. He has never lost a soldier (he commands very small armies). However, a small error in planning led to the serious wounding of one of his soldiers, who was also a close friend of his. The friend, a promising young knight, was crippled for life and could never fight again. Although those who were with him at the time say it was an accident, Aidan places the blame on himself and lives with the guilt. It makes him slightly insecure on the inside, although it takes a lot to bring that side of him out. Aidan is also a friend of Blossom, who worked with him at one time.

Username: Hughes-san
Name: Elliot Joseph Lee
Age: 20, will be 21 on August 2nd. X3
Gender: Male~
Series of Origin: Originally created for FMA, but can freelance if need be.
Description: Elliot is 6'4". Here's a picture to give you more of an idea: http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs14/f/2007/029/5/4/Chibi_Keychains_by_gozita2003.jpg He is the bottom one, the only male, of course XD
Personality: Elliot is a cat chimera, and hates the military beyond all reasoning. When first met, he's cold and hates people, but if treated just right, he can be as kind as sweet as ever. He never gives up and works as hard as he can, and always does things on his own without consenting to others close to him first.
History: Elliot grew up with only his father. At a young age, his mother couldn't take care of him and she was a drug addict. The military broke into their house one night and took her away from him. As he got older, his father got violent and took his anger out on Elliot, beating him with the closest object. He constantly stayed with a friend who feel very ill and needed 60 grand to survive. Elliot started to thieve and work multiple jobs at once, but right as he ran into the hospital with the money, he was too late. He failed his friend and it broke him to pieces. He ran away from his father to Central and refused to live decently for failing his friend. Then one day, the military picked him up off the streets and put him into Lab 5, and made him into a Cat Chimera. He broke out after two weeks somehow, and lives on the streets and in an abandoned church out on the edges of town. Eventually, he will die from his body rejected his Animal DNA, supposed death age is 25.

Username: Marshmallow Kitty
Name: Blossom
Age: Biologically Blossom is 16, but appearance-wise, she looks like a 10 or 11-year-old hitting her maturing phase a bit early (i.e. starting to get all that womanly stuffz. You know, wide hips, etc.)
Gender: Female, obviously.
Series of Origin: Fire Emblem!
Description: [ x ]
Blossom stands at a not-so-towering height of 4'9", weighing in at a measly 92 pounds. Her hair, the same hue as a block of dark-colored caramel, falls long, down to her knees, thanks to the fact that she refuses to cut it. She pulls it back into twin pigtails high on her head with a pair of pale orange elastics, but the strands still constantly blow in her face, before her dark slate-blue eyes. The color of her locks compliments her fair skin, free of freckles or blemishes, any of the spotty signs of adolesence thanks to good genetics (which is probably another reason why people mistake her for a young child). Her clothing consists of a black shirt with short sleeves, the hems trimmed with a white line, a tannish-yellow vest over that, a white ruff-like piece of dark white fabric attached to her collar, and a long red scarf, worn with her many battles and wrapped securely around her neck. It flutters out about as long as her hair. And this is just her upper body! On her lower body is a short pleated black skirt, the hem trimmed with the same white stripe as her shirt, a pair of thin black belts, overlapping in different angles on her hips, a pair of white stockings that reach just a couple of inches below the hem of her skirt, and a pair of black, bulky boots, covered in belts and buckles across the long tongue. They're tough and resist wear, which is why Blossom loves them so. She also wears a pair of black gloves that reach just past her wrists, which helps keep her hands uninjured when wielding her sword. Aah, her sword, Blossom's pride and joy. A long, thick sword, rather heavy but hefted around easily by Blossom's arms (their apparent frailty hiding the strength and toughness within). The blade is a tough silver metal; steel, most likely, with a thick black stripe running down the middle. The hilt is black, lined with rings of sorts for better grip. Blossom seemingly whips this sword out of nowhere when ready to fight, and when not using it, she rests it on her shoulder a la Cloud Strife (and if you don't know who that is, then shame on you and what hole have you been hiding under all your years of life on this Earth?).
Personality: Blossom is a rather cheerful girl, bouncy but not hyperactive. She likes to take advantage of her looks to get on people's good sides. Well, people she doesn't know yet. If she thinks she'll be spending a lot of time with someone or have known them for a while, she will certainly be acting like the teenager she is. Otherwise, Blossom uses her sweet looks to get out of sticky situations. And if that doesn't work, time for the cuttin'! She grows rather fond of people, and will tag along like a lost little puppy. If Blossom decides she likes you, then boy, you'd better strap in for the long haul. She's a rather rough little puppy, if you know what I mean.
History: Blossom fought in quite a many battles in her homeland of Elibe. With her trusty sword (whom she fondly dubbed Lysander) and her wits, as well as her spunky charms, Blossom overcame just about every enemy that came across her. Eventually, Blossom was wounded badly enough by one of her opponents that the other members of the rag-tag army she was part of forced her to go back home, so she wouldn't get hurt (despite the fact that she was barely younger than them, they still treated her like a small child). Blossom still feels hurt about that, which is why now, if she's divulged her age to someone and is acting like her true age, and someone treats her still like she's barely able to walk, she'll sure get fired up. She's a complex girl, true, but once you get past the huge sword and fiery temper, along with the almost insane love of sweets, you'll find a sweet, loving little (physically, not age-wise) girl.

Username: Tamwynne the elven
Name: Rina Flame
Age: 15
Gender:female
Series of Origin: Harry Potter
Description: light brown curly hair with blue-green hazel eyes. She usually wears the Hogwarts uniform, but when she can, she wears a green Rolling Stones shirt and jeans becuase she is an American. Her wand is falcon feather in ash that is 5 inches.
Personality: sweet, gentle, and kind. She is easlily agerned, though, and will prostect her firends in times of need.
History: we find out durring the RP