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Yes there will...... :) and the twister is that B has 50 years to live.
Would you make your character please?
Name: Arthur McOwen
Age: 22 Years
Species: Unidentified Biological Creature (Male)
Powers: Telekinisis
Appearance: The looks of a human with a combination of dark brown and jet black hair in a wild and unruly way. He is well-built, although not overly so. With a height of 6 feet, most mortals have to strain their necks when they are at an extremely close proximity. Muscles that sometimes highlighted a scar across his shoulder blade, even as he hated it.
Personality: Intelligent and resourceful, although sometimes it's misused for negative reasons. Diamond-headed when it comes to something he strongly supports but if you knew where to poke and pry, you can probably get through him. Lazy at times but when he is very much interested in something, the adrenaline pumping through him to do it will be more than water in the sea and faster than photons in high-speed. Quite sarcastic and humorous, mostly triggered as a defensive system or to try and mock someone. Loves to stay awake as long as possible to just do non-beneficial actions such as toying with his powers. If not for all the missions, he would have called gaming his 5th in his always-do-list. Of course, the first is to breathe; the second to eat; the third to drink; and the fourth is to toy with his powers. Adventurous and very curious in anything he is interested in.
History: Nobody knew his past. He was happy that way, for people probably couldn't care less about an unknown pickpocket.
Relationships: His father, mother and his very annoying younger sister. Emphasis the word "annoying". Although now he lost all connections to them and all he had was Anderson, his best friend.
Likes: His powers, gaming (though he never really had the chance but once), driving, sports, reading (Storybooks only), watching movies/documentary, mocking people's mistake, music and taking things to the extreme.
Dislikes: People judging him, work, rules, chores and pretty much everything a typical guy would hate.
Others: ((Under... 'maintenance'))
Age: 22 Years
Species: Unidentified Biological Creature (Male)
Powers: Telekinisis
Appearance: The looks of a human with a combination of dark brown and jet black hair in a wild and unruly way. He is well-built, although not overly so. With a height of 6 feet, most mortals have to strain their necks when they are at an extremely close proximity. Muscles that sometimes highlighted a scar across his shoulder blade, even as he hated it.
Personality: Intelligent and resourceful, although sometimes it's misused for negative reasons. Diamond-headed when it comes to something he strongly supports but if you knew where to poke and pry, you can probably get through him. Lazy at times but when he is very much interested in something, the adrenaline pumping through him to do it will be more than water in the sea and faster than photons in high-speed. Quite sarcastic and humorous, mostly triggered as a defensive system or to try and mock someone. Loves to stay awake as long as possible to just do non-beneficial actions such as toying with his powers. If not for all the missions, he would have called gaming his 5th in his always-do-list. Of course, the first is to breathe; the second to eat; the third to drink; and the fourth is to toy with his powers. Adventurous and very curious in anything he is interested in.
History: Nobody knew his past. He was happy that way, for people probably couldn't care less about an unknown pickpocket.
Relationships: His father, mother and his very annoying younger sister. Emphasis the word "annoying". Although now he lost all connections to them and all he had was Anderson, his best friend.
Likes: His powers, gaming (though he never really had the chance but once), driving, sports, reading (Storybooks only), watching movies/documentary, mocking people's mistake, music and taking things to the extreme.
Dislikes: People judging him, work, rules, chores and pretty much everything a typical guy would hate.
Others: ((Under... 'maintenance'))
No you could write like you're him using: I me my
I am cursed but some people call it a gift to know how soon someone will die. Me on the other hand would prefer if I didn't have it. I bet you are wondering what my name is well here we go. My name is Kelly Samsen. Right now life as I know it is pretty good. I have my guitar standing in the middle of town square waiting for something fun to happen for a change.
Aaron wrote: "Sounds wrong o.O"
Oh you mean when you talk about my character. Yeah you would use she or her.
Oh you mean when you talk about my character. Yeah you would use she or her.
Living on the streets, occasionally bumping into rich looking people isn't really the way I do it. I simply flick my eyes to a wallet or a bag, and money literally come flying out. Of course, I do it stealthily. Recently, I have been working on rearranging the neurons of the brain on rats in an attempt to control or even alter their minds, but to no avail. I am Arthur McOwen, and I have long since accepted my fate and role as a cursed thief.
My life changed suddenly when I saw a handsome looking man just casually walking the streets. I was playing my guitar hoping that maybe just maybe he would pass me by or stop to talk to me. "The tide is high but I'm holding on. I'm gonna be your #1." I started to sing my cover and smiled gently enjoying being in my imagination.
I was seeking for someone who looked wealthy. Unfortunately, this street never seemed to provide any good loot. So I just wandered along the street, until I heard a melodious voice start to fill the air. I glanced around, and my eyes finally rested on a blonde girl sitting by a bench.
"I'm not the type of girl who gives up just like that." I continued to sing noticing I was getting the man's attention. When the song was over I hopped down from my spot and placed my guitar in its empty case.
I grinned as I thought how easy it would be to romance and steal all the money put of her. A ball started to form at his throat. He frowmed and swallowed, but it didn't go away. Shrugging, he approaced her.
She stopped singing when he approached,"Do you have a request?" She asked looking up at him since he was a few inches taller than she is.
"No," he said with a bright friendly smile. "I'm Arthur," he introduced, sticking out his hand. He cleared his throat and swallowed again. It was only all the more uncomfortable as he thought of robbing her.
A=Female Role
B=Male Role
Background for the characters
A :She was raised in a family that truely didn't care much for her because she has a gift/curse depending how you look at it. She eventually gets kicked out of her parents house and is forced to live day to day by traveling by foot.
B :He was born then sent off to several foster homes because he had a gift that was unexplainable until he finally decided to run away after he killed his foster parents.
A: Can see when a person is supposed to die.
B:Telekinisis