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Nickname: Yo-Yo
Time Zone: CMT...I think is what it's called.
Posting Frequency: ASAP, depending on when other's post I'll post in response.
Female or Male: Both, easily.

In the small appartment a warm voice rang out singing a fun little song. The lyrics were repetitive and simple. A song a child would sing while skipping through the streets on a waning halloween. With little pumpkin lantern swinging with every step. The song was not being sung by a child, nor did the day wane to a wonderful halloween night; but the person singing it was dressed from head to foot in a costume. The warm fabric and decorative stitches glimmering in the faint light of a pumpkin lanter set upon a night stand.

And to complete this hallow seen, a harmony of muffled cries came from the woman sitting on the edge of the bed with this strange figure in front of her. A skilled hand with a bone hilted knife carving an intricate pattern in the woman's arm. "...this halloween I'll carve one too. Maybe something scary, maybe something sweet! It'll be a sweet treat..." The woman looked at him with tear filled eyes and the black fabric over her lips was getting soaked with her tears. She let out a muffled yell, one that the man clearly understood. "I didn't do it!" The knife stopped and with a flicker was suddenly to her throat. "Liars don't get treats for halloween, so I'll deliver a trick instead."

An hour later the man was sitting on the hood of a black car his legs crossed under him while he ate what appeared to be a pumpkin shaped cookie. His narrow blue eyes sparkled with childish joy. His outfit had changed, from the black victorian gentleman he'd been; to his favored. The long dark purple shirt appeared to be stitched to his skin around the neck and cuffs. Stitches lined his cheeks in a smile and it appeared to have broken stitches on the mouth. His blue hair was ruffled in a mess and the patch work pants made him look like a childs toy. He loved looking like a rag doll, even though he got so many strange looks. It didn't matter, he was allowed to be this way. His boss didn't care as long as he did what was asked.

Speaking of which, Marijou remembered that he needed to report to Akiyama-sama. With cookie in hand he slid off the hood of the car and began walking away. Leaving the unknown car to sit and wait for its owner. Marijou on the other hand took his ways around the streets through alleys and on roofs, until he reached his own small appartment. Where he got in through the window and landed on a large jack o'lantern shaped beanbag chair.

Marijou sunk into the chair and picked up the land line. He'd though about getting a cellphone many times, but people always knew where to find him. At least the important people...or person. The phone rang in his ear and he smiled wildly. "Pipipipipi.." he playfully mocked the ringer. Tapping his foot anxiously. Sure it was only to tell Akiyama Shizuo that he'd done as told...once again. But he liked the foul tempered man. He never lied and told Marijou what to do. At least Marijou would stake his life that the boss never lied.

Nickname: Thatcher
Time Zone: CST (United States)
Posting Frequency: Basically as soon as I can, but no less than once a week.
Female or Male: Both.

!!!EXAMPLE OF ROLE PLAYING!!!

Ryan walked through the broken battlefield searching for survivors who had yet to be found. The fighting was over, but smoke still rose from craters to choke what had once been a clearing in the forest. He was starting to think he would find nothing but the dead when a far off pile of rubble shifted. Ryan drew his sword. It could easily be one of the demons trying to set up an ambush. His fears were unfounded as a voice cried from deep in the wreckage.

"Please! SOMEONE HELP ME!"

The voice was sounded human. Quickly, he sheathed his weapon and rushed to help uncover the owner of the voice. He began tossing rubble to the side. It wasn't easy. The remains of what had been a catapult were unstable, but eventually he uncovered what appeared to be one of the mages from the tower. The young man was quite scraped up and seemed to have a broken ankle. Ryan reached out a hand and called down to the mage, "Come on, let's get you to a cleric..."

Nickname: Call me Freya, It fits like a little black dress.

Time Zone: GMT
Posting Frequency: At the very least once every other week if I've been replied too.

Female or Male: Both

!!!EXAMPLE OF ROLE PLAYING!!!

Water....lots of water....lots of very, very, very deep water. Tsuri was stepping extremely cautiously very slowly as she walked towards the tall building in the not so far distance. "Don't fall in. Don't fall in. Don't fall in." She continued saying that simple phrase over and over as she watched the rippling water beneath her feet extremely closely. Tsuri couldn't swim and was actually completely afraid of any water that went above her knees. Mind you she was walking on the surface of this water so as long as that was the case she was mostly fine. Aside from being overly paranoid about it right now.

Her mind was so centered on not falling into the water that she didn't even notice how strange it really was. "Don't fall in...eeek!!" Her foot sunk a little bit in the water and she jumped backwards hugging herself with her eyes closed tightly. "I HATE WATER!!" She shouted and felt the water shift under her feet making her feel almost sick to her stomach. "Oh dear god...." She mumbled under her breath and stood extremely still.

Nickname: Jester or Rain
Time Zone: PST
Posting Frequency: Quite often I hope.
Female or Male: Both
At Evangelina's pleading, Khai shrugged. Taking this as a go ahead, Evangelina raced to the fountains which was shaped like an old, tavern woman pouring ale out of a bucket that gathered into the shallow pool surrounding her. The elf's eyes widened as she stuck her hand into the water, the pennies glittering underneath the water. What some saw as a contingency for making money, she saw as mystery. Where would all the coins go? When do they take the coins out?! It looked as if it was a sea of copper lining the pool's floor. He walked up behind Evangelina, patting her head with a slight chuckle at her gawking expression. Evangelina looked up at him; shaking her brown tassles out of her eyes with a slight smile. He took his hand back, shoving them in his ebony jacket's pockets. Now it was her turn to shrug before swiping away his thin black rimmed glasses, putting them on, only to mimic him. Khai hated that. She knew it. That's what made it so much fun. His vexed growl only widened her smile as she mockingly bowed, handing him it. Being a smartass, another thing she learned from him.

Sitting on the edge of the fountain, her hand stroking the surface of the water; Khai finally spoke. "You hungry? I'll be back with some ice cream. What flavor?" His words were quiet, hardly more than a whisper, but firm. She knew it as a generous offer, take the ice cream. There was no reason to agrue. Khai was never one to care for politics anyways.

"Chocolate? With a cheery?" Came her just as soft voice, though louder than his and more bouncy- almost as if at any moment she'd suggest a game of "Ninja", a new, popular game for high schoolers. He turned and left her.

Not seeming to mind being left alone, she played with a quarter in her pocket, watching the water longingly. To drop the coin or to keep it? She had no real use of it. Now, as a Myth of RowanOak street, she had no need for money. Whenever something needs to be bought, her kin already has it for others to borrow. Evangelina let the cool metal fall from her hands, hitting the water with a small thud, splashing her fingers. Thanks to her friend, she did notice how hungry she'd gotten... her stomach rumbled and already she regretted dropping the quarter in the pond. Oh well, the snack would be here shortly..

Nickname: Ophelia is fine~

Time Zone: GMT
Posting Frequency: Whenever.
Female or Male: Both
of course. Though I do love playing a smashing young woman.

!!EXAMPLE OF ROLE PLAY
Gren gladly followed Nirasha. She was happy
to be of some assisstance as well. After all she'd wanted to see the city too, but she wasn't quite the people person. It would be nice to have someone who could speak for her at least, perhaps now people wouldn't be quite as scared. It was a proven fact that most pembunuh like Gren were less troublesome when they had someone to protect. Or at least walk with. Unlike most servants she walked next to Nirasha, but with her head down a bit.

When a young man melded with them Gren twitched just slightly and the soft breeze that tornadoed around her suddenly grew a bit stronger. Now an acutal wind rather then a breeze. Even when the two started conversing in a langauge she didn't understand completely she could only pick out a word or two. All those days in the markets and you learn a thing or two. Now he was glaring at her. She didn't glare back..at first. That is until he spoke in a language she could understand and said something very disrespectful. If he was a guardian then he was a poor one who knew not how to speak to his guarded.

The wind suddenly stirred to a gust and as soon as Theodel finished his question Gren was gone. Or rather she was suddenly behind him with her hand to the back of his neck a thin glass needle just barely scratching him. "Nirasha is a capable woman, to doubt your charge is to be a traitor. I would never let anyone who travels beside me to come to harm. Yet I have an urge to kill someone so poor in manners to their master." Her voice was just a whisper and as the wind was now gusting around her and him she leaned closer to the man's ear. "If you speak so disrespectfully to her again I wont hesitate to kill you." She dodged down and appeared to just almost glide over back to Narisha.