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Deathchild the D3m0N accepted

e i y a acepted, love the detail.

Yes of course they are as long as its not your rpc profile. Where the ptofile is is where your home city is.

Caius Otori:
Caius walked into the room he already had a plan in mind. Putting on both gloves he altered the air temperature to cold and warm splitting the different halves into two sides of the room. Then he jumped into a flip and upon landing collided the two front creating a miniature tornado with him as the center. Then he formally greeted the judges before continuing the exam. He then affected the metallic molecules in the air forming an invisible blade with which he sliced the ground forming Amestris's seal around him. That's when another Caius walked into the room, they both looked at eachother, grinned and then the both snapped the opposite hands fingures and the Caius on the right Wavvered and disapeared. The duplicate had been a mirage created by affecting again a small area's air temperature. Caius then bowed and walked out of the room. He had giving the test his all, he knew the standards were high for a state alchemist, but then again he never had failed a test.
(just a question do we get code names upon passing the test like in the show?)

Awesome. I still do have a that question though.

Hey your the judge. Tempest Alchemist kinda has a nice ring to it though.

As Ezekiel Antwan Mizuka entered the room, his eyes were drawn to both sides of the doors. Soldiers had opened the doors, and as his back foot crossed the threshold, the doors snapped shut, sending a rush of cold excitement down his spine.

He stepped forward, his purple eyes scanning the judges, from tinted glasses. His hair briefly flapped as he moved, and his red tail coat billowed behind him. He stopped eight and one half feet before the Judges table."I am Ezekiel Mizuka." He said giving a small bow, and as he straightened he noticed one of the younger men saying something to the elderly man beside him.

"Your glasses. Remove them." The man ordered.

Feeling unorthodox, Ezekiel did as commanded, but put them back on as he heard the reactions. Had he done something wrong? The men had gasped, and scooted forward.

"Child, you are Ishballan?" The elderly man asked.

"Y-yes Sir." Ezekiel said, his fist clenching. His right foot slid back, and he found himself in an offensive fighting stance, with his hands at his sides, and his head turned to face the judges."Is there a problem with that?"

"It is against your religion, is it no-" but befor the man could finish Ezekiel had interrupted,"Knowlege belongs to no one man. And Ishballa will forgive me for my sin, more so than my people." He stated. Then he noticed the younger man had come forth, holding a piece of chalk."No thank-you." Ezekiel said, holding up his left hand, "I don't need it." Ezekiel smiled, as his right hand reached for something in the left side of his jacket. From it emerged a sleek silver pistol, but before the muzzle had been fully exposed Ezekiel found guns trained on him.

Ezekiel spun to the nearest soldier, and grabbed the weapon from his hand. Now he stood with 2 pistols, and no explanation,"I'm sorry, this is my Alchemic Element." He said, swapping pistols, and holding the soldier's in the air. From under his sleeve, red, purple and blue lightning zigzagged into view, and in second's the gun disappeard, leaving nothing but the pang of a gun hammer hitting an empty shell.

"My speacialty is to take a material, and break it down. And instead of building it into something new, I replace it with Oxygen. I use my own Carbon Dioxide as payment for the Oxygen." He said, and then his face went dark..."I used this against many Ishballans in the Second Rebellion...I'd use their heads...Sirs." He said, a shadow covering his face.