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 Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2017 7:12 pm
 ▅▅Mei Ren▅▅╠ ɢ ᴇ ɴ ᴇ ʀ ᴀ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆Usᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ: Killer-wolf-kun
◆ Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Mei Ren
◆ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ(s)/Aʟɪᴀs(ᴇs): The God Formerly known as Xirtos
◆ Aɢᴇ: ????
◆ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
◆ Rᴀᴄᴇ: God Human
◆ Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: 1/1
◆ Oʀɪɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: An unknown place in the ocean
◆ Sᴀʏɪɴɢ: ". . .My Blade does not bend or falter."
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Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2017 7:47 pm
 ╠ ᴅ ᴇ ᴛ ᴀ ɪ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:◆ Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ / Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs: A completely stitched wound like mark around his torso
◆ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5'11 1/2
◆ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 173lb
◆ Pʜʏsɪǫᴜᴇ: A great deal of tone in his arms and defined abs.
◆ Eᴛʜɴɪᴄɪᴛʏ: ???
◆ Hᴀɪʀ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Black
◆ Eʏᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ: Crystal blue
◆ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟ Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Heterosexual
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: N/a
◆ Lɪᴋᴇs:
✓ Eating alone
✓ A Breeze
✓ Tea Ceremonies
✓ Proper Swordplay
✓ Travelling
◆ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs:
✗ Trying to Remember his Past
✗ Seeing people cry
✗ Eating nasty items [Grass, bark, napkins,
ect.]
✗ Politics
✗ Shrines
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Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2017 7:51 pm
 ╠ ᴘ ʀ ᴏ ғ ᴇ s s ɪ ᴏ ɴ ᴀ ʟ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣:◆ Aғғɪʟɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: N/a
◆ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: Adventurer
◆ Bᴀsᴇ ᴏғ Oᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴs / Hᴇᴀᴅǫᴜᴀʀᴛᴇʀs: N/a
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Posted: Mon Sep 25, 2017 8:20 pm
 ╠ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ʙ ᴀ ᴛ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs: Physically Powerful on an immense level, Intelligent enough to gauge opponents and learn weapons with ease, high aptitude for magic
◆ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs: With the high aptitude for magic, he doesn't have any control of magic making it useless to him, Lacks commonsense for the most part, Isn't too suspicious of people
◆ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ: A Broken Katana, and a Shirasaya
◆ Aʀᴍᴏʀ: Traveler's garbs/Middle Class clothing
◆ Eǫᴜɪᴘᴍᴇɴᴛ: Three Tsuba with different Designs
◆ Fɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ Tʏᴘᴇ(s): A Martial art that consists of many hand motions and a strong leg stance/ As well as a free form Kenjutsu that he uses with his many array of weapon skills.
◆ Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ Aʙɪʟɪᴛʏ: ????
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2017 1:43 pm
 ╠ ᴡ ᴇ ᴀ ᴘ ᴏ ɴ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆ Weapon Tʏᴘᴇ: Sword/Armor
◆ # ᴏғ Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs: 1
◎◎ [Weapon: (Broken) Mark of War] ◎◎
◎ The Blade that is said to belong to the God of War, and horseman of the end times. This sword holds amazing power, even after being destroyed. Though it, weilded by those who do not have the aptitude for it's power, would merely swing a sturdy hunk of light metal, unable to damage most things normal sword would due to the bluntness and rugged nature of the blade.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2018 2:28 pm
╠ ʙ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ɢ ʀ ᴏ ᴜ ɴ ᴅ x ɪ ɴ ғ ᴏ ╣: ◆ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: His eyes glisten with an unfounded interest in this world he knows nothing about. From the moment he was awaken from what seemed to be an endless slumber. The interest in all of the nature, and lore of land has made this man into a gracefilled child. Each motion he preformed is with earnest intent, and though absent minded, his wisdom has built up from an unknown place to him, it seems foreign to him yet familiar. In his stigma of amnesia, he has found solace in his new life, and tries not to revil in what was before. This may be better for him in his mind, and with that, he focuses on the future and the new to him, instead of trying to pull himself into the past.
◆ Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ: After what seems to be an eternity, a long slumber ends, and a young man is awaken from what seems to be a grueling defeat. Deep within the ground, he burrows up. His heart in pain, and his body wounded. The, what seemed like miles of compost were transvered before the man pulled his bare body from the fields of a newly made farm. He struck shock amongst the many people who lived round. Though with that, he was told of the legends that circulated this land's great history, of the war that ensued it. He was taught of the simple things of nature that he did not know of before being put into his slumber. Mere hours after he woke, his super human like abilities. His strength uncomparable to the people-
◆ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ(s):
❥ (Family/Friend/Lover)
❥ (Family/Friend/Lover)
❥ (Family/Friend/Lover)
✖ (Enemy/Rival)
✖ (Enemy/Rival)
✖ (Enemy/Rival)
◆ Gᴏᴀʟ(s)/Aᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏɴ(s): (What your character hopes to achieve)
◆ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ(s):
Mᴀɪɴ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title
Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title
Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ/Cᴏᴍᴇʙᴀᴄᴋ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ: Song Title
◆ Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:
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