Welcome to Gaia! ::

Profile's ready with the exception of the mecha stuff.

I Don't know what's up with the picture, but it doesn't show up on my iPod.....

Where do I find the mecha info anyway?

Oh, thought it was in the guild. I'll do that.

1. How much do you know about Gundam?
When I was younger, Toonami used to show Gundam Wing and something akin to the Chibi Form of Gundams on the television. I lost contact with the series years after and just recently found a syndication of Gundam 00

2. How well do you know the technology?
I know mostly the basics, nothing fancy.

3. What do you know about CB?
If memory serves, they are the supposive 'terrorists' in Gundam 00, whose use of Violent means to stop and end All Wars has labled them monsters of society.

4. State CBs purpose in your own words
Free mankind from the horrors of war?

5. How willing are you to give your life for our cause? (as in your character giving their life if necessary to complete the mission)
Quite possibly, though if it's something like destroy a school full of children he might have a moral delema.

6. How active can you be? I would like you to be able to check in at least once a week minimum, unless given a valid excuse.
I should say I'll be fairly active, posting a few times a day. School is in session, so I cannot really post as much as I'd like; on here or Tumblr.

7. An RP sample. Use your best spelling and grammar please. (AKA Dont post like the guy in the first reply of this thread)

Here goes..

He stood over him like a tower, the spiked bat in his left hand and a cane in the other. His matted black hair looked as if it had been combed just for this occasion, and his skin was as pale as ever. His mouth, twisted and bent into a smile that would make the grinch cringe in disgust and his eyes; speaking of ages of insanity that could never be comprehended by the likes of man - as if he knew the whole of the universe and it's grasp on him made him laugh on the inside. His shirt was pitch black and stained red, torn at the sleeves and crisp at the bottom, and his bat was dripping.
"How does it feel to be powerless?" He said in a sinister, undertoned voice.
"You know the answer."
"Then you know what is to happen." Said the man and raised the bat up.

In a second, the bat came down and cracked the skull open and blood shot up from the impact zone. As he stood there, the smile twitching and his body figiting, he couldn't help but burst into laughter as he dropped his club and took the cane to walk with, and disappeared.


"Wake up Scott!"