Welcome to the OOC thread for Gādian no Taitō (GnT). Here you're free to chat with your fellow roleplayers and discuss the story. Even if you're not a part of the GnT team, you're welcome to poke in here and say hello. Now, without further ado, I need to toss up some reserves for our stars in the story!

Accepted Male Characters

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 錯覚/Illusion

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
William Tyler Pelham
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Billy
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
guy
≫ I was born ≪
October 31, 1986 (currently 27)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
woman
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Bourne, Massachusetts, USA (Cape Cod)

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I'm what you would call a freckle faced boy. My pale skin only makes those brown spots all over my face pop. I've got dark chocolate brown hair that I often slick back with some styling gel. I keep my stubble to a clean, refined look. I prefer that 'tall, dark, and handsome' image women like to pursue and dream about. Talking about dreamy, have you soon my eyes yet? They're a very mossy brown color (my driver's license lists them as green, by the way). I stand an even six-feet tall and I'm built pretty average. I do work out. I am a runner and, growing up on a beach, I swim. I also sail and go off-roading in my Jeep. Jeeps, in case you were wondering, are females, assuming cars had genders. Why? Because they can strip and accessorize. (that's your cue to laugh, bub)

Not sure what else to really share. I have some hair on my chest that grows scarce in number as it reaches my prized jewels. But that's about it.

Oh, clothes. Duh. I wear shorts all year round (yes, even in the winter). Shirts can range from a sweater to a hoodie to a t-shirt. Topless is my summer look.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Competitive, especially when it comes to sports. I'm not the best guy on the field, but I can hold my own. Most people call me the MVP but I know I can better myself. I need to improve myself so I can better my team. I'm a leader too, but not by the standards of having training or wanting followers. No, I get them because I know what I'm doing and I know how to go about things. I'm not the strongest man, but I have a knack for seeing the big picture. Details are great and all, but if you can't see the future, there's no point in picking at the little things.

I don't think this true, but people tell me I'm a douchebag. They tell me I'm 'cold and indifferent.' They say I'm 'abrasive and unapproachable,' which I find hard to believe since I'm told I make a reliable leader. So what if I'm not the most polite person in the world? Why hold something back? Why sugar coat it? There's no point in manipulating people. Lay it on them as it is and it just makes everything easier. I'm all about a level playing field. Sometimes the things I say are coarse or inappropriate, but don't take it to heart. I say things sometimes. If you have an issue with it, then I suggest you just bite your lip and move on. I'm not here to attack anyone. I don't mean to insult you (although, if you're taking offense then I was clearly on the money about you). I'm not here to hurt you. I'm just here to be here. I have my own desires, goals, and dreams. If you come between them... if you're mean to me... well, I'll write you off.

I don't mind provoking my opponents or belittling anyone who irritates me. When I go off like this, I will continue to do so until I have it all out of me. It never takes less than thirty minutes. And I'll stew for days. Hell, even months and weaks. This often unsettles people and I find that certain people intimidated by me. Can't handle me? Then, you probably shouldn't play me.

I'm all for order and structure, but I'm not peachy keen when it comes to authorities. Again, I say what I want.

Loyalty is another big thing for me. I won't betray you and I won't abandon you. If I make you a promise, I'll stick to it. As I stated, I'm a sports guy so teamwork matters to me. Granted, I'm very independent too. If I'm not in a team situation, I can and will hold my own. Some people call me skills, others call me smart, and some say I'm just damn lucky. Me? I do things. I do them without restriction. I don't think I'm smart. I don't think I'm that skilled. And I don't think I'm lucky. I just so happen to know my limits, I know how to read others, and I know how to solve problems. Does that make me a bad man? No. I didn't think so.

**Author's Note: Billy claims he's not smart, but he will be the first person to share that he's got a degree from Harvard. He will also flaunt his money. He will also boast about his work ethic. He is, by no means, a humble guy when it comes to such things. He's cocky and arrogant, but he doesn't see this. However, Billy does care deeply for his friends. He often goes out on a limb for them and will do anything for his team, too. You could say that around those he loves, he's a great man. To those who haven't earned his respect... well, he's an ass.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
Okay, before you think I'm looking for something, let me tell you I'm not. I have everything I want. I have a girlfriend, I think, not really sure about her.... Anyway, I know who I am and I like where I am. So why am I here? Let's just say, it was a dare. My friends told me 'a cocky bastard like [myself] could never get a counselor position at a summer camp.' I applied online at a few places (was rejected) and then, one day, a letter arrived in the mail saying I was hired. I never applied here but, hey, a job's a job! By the way, upon my return, I will earn myself $750. This trip and job is so worth it!

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
I'm from Cape Cod. You know, a hot tourist location. I live right on the beach, literally. My parents live in another town (Sandwich) on the Cape, in case you were curious. Needless to say, my brother and I were born and raised here. Now, I know you're probably thinking, "Oh god, he's got that stupid Boston accent, right?" Wrong! Cape is a melting pot of languages so I never really picked up one true sound. I'm a mixed bag of noises.

Let's time skip to high school. I had a girlfriend since thirteen. Finally convinced her to have... I'm not sure how private this is and who will read this so I'm going to be vague without being vague... it with me. I then dates a few different girls before I graduated. Wasn't top of my class or anything. Just a solid B+ student. I mean, why apply yourself that much in high school.

So I graduated and went to Harvard. Graduated from Harvard (yes, with a law degree) a year ago. I currently work for a law firm just north of the cape. Yes, that would explain how and why I can live on the beach. I am rich. I do work long, tedious hours, but it's worth it. It's so worth it for the view and the babes.

Oh, about that 'current girlfriend' scenario. Yeah, I meant to officially dump her. I saw she changed her status on Facebook to 'open relationship.' Not sure how I feel about that. Even though I like the idea of seeing other people, I just can't do it while attached to her. Need to remember to call her once the plane lands so I can officially dump her.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I swear, if you share this with anyone, I will kill you. I ummm... let's just say I'm not overly fond of my looks. I hate my hair, I hate my body, I hate my freckles. I have the whitest skin ever. And this hair? It's unruly. I have to slick it back or else it looks stupid. I can cut it short, but then my friends tell me I look like a tool. I don't want to look like a tool. I just want to look like one of those cool guys that's chill enough to talk to. I want to be like my dad. He's a member of the yacht club and he's so popular. He's got fans and followers. His name is known around the world. For being in his sixties, he still looks like he's thirty. He's jacked and could hook any woman he wants. ... I just wish I could be like him.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Fūma

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Tsukiyomi, he is the god of the moon
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
illusions/magic

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Enemies should fear him for her can split his body, as if using Double Team. When he aligns his fingers in a prayer one atop the other, two female forms (Tsuku and Yomi) move from his aura. These two females are the 'trap cards' much like what Yugi would play in Yu-Gi-Oh! The two females entrap the foe and, while they are busy keeping the foe from moving, my guardian fades. He soon reappears with his katana piecing the enemy's skull down through to its heart. Fuma's speed and invisibility are his greatest strengths. Be wary of the illusions he can cloud the mind with as he'll distort your future to bring about your end.

≫ As far as partners go...
I am blessed, truly. One could not ask for such a partner. Although Fuma cannot speak, I know that he will do all he can to ensure I complete the mission at hand. His lady sidekicks are also quite fun.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
I have no idea how to use it but I have a katana. It's a smaller version of the one Fuma wields.

Originally Posted by sadrain

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 風/Wind

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Mikheil Kovach.
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
I don't have any nicknames (that aren't insults), but having one could be nice.
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
male.
≫ I was born ≪
March 4th, 1993 which means I turned 21 this year.
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
girl.
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Karlovac, Croatia, but since age of 7 I've lived in Mannheim, Germany.

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I don't really spend a lot of time staring in mirror or thinking how I look, so let me think...

Well, I'm average guy, in my opinion. I kind of love and hate my hair at the same time. It's very soft and thick, like a girl's, which isn't all that bad. Color's really, really dark brown, could qualify as black, but when sun shines directly on my hair, brown tones reveal themselves. But my main problem is that I always forget to cut it and I look awful with very short hair, so I have to walk around with constantly messy hair. Wind messes it up constantly, if I pull off a hat it's again chaos...

My eyes are also very dark chocolate brown. Nothing special, beside long, thick lashes (again girly, if you ask me). I sometimes forget to shave and have slight stubble, but try to be clean shaven. I'm not really tall, my height is 180 cm (5'11") and I have kind of slender hands with long fingers, someone once called them 'musician hands', I just call them girly. At least my face isn't feminine or else I'd want to bang head against wall. I've got this little birthmark on my left cheek, near mouth.

I like to stay healthy, so I try to work out at least once a week. I'm not muscle mass, but at least not pudgy. It'd get hard for me to be on my feet all day if I was. Hm, well, in clothing I like casual things like jeans and such, but I'm not a big fan of hoodies and sweatpants. They're for jogging only, in my opinion. I usually don't go anywhere without a shoulder bag with my notebook, some drawing utensils and my phone (nothing fancy) that mostly serves as my music player. A habit of mine is to be whistling a lot. It's a nice conversation starter and seems to entertain others, too.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Hm, I'm not quite sure what to write here. But they say honesty is the best policy, so I will try to remain as true to myself as possible.

I'm insecure, selfish, with low self-esteem. However, I am usually only selfish when I need to rant and then I talk, talk, talk, but don't listen. I am trying to learn how to become a better listener. I usually manage to, when I am not in a bad mood. I guess I just sometimes want some extra attention, to be the one others look at amazed. Heh. Not that they would. I'm only me.

Well, I'm not going around asking for compliments or attention, that's way too embarrassing. I'm not all depressed, too, I like a good joke and laugh, to goof around some, although I feel like I've went overboard now and then. But that's my issue, I can be kind of spontaneous and go from calm and quiet to laughing and silly rather quickly, in right situation. That wouldn't be so bad if my feelings didn't do the same. I, unfortunately, crush on girls very easily, or got attached to people and then end up opening up about emotions in a trustful stupidity that scares everyone away. Who needs a whiny friend or someone who flings himself at your feet? Too annoying or too easy. So, I'm trying to make that past tense. I don't think I'm ever going to have more luck with relationships, though.

Few people that I haven't scared away with my rants say that I'm sweet and helpful, but a total air-head. I don't know about first two, but I really do have my head up in clouds a lot. I like to come up with story and character ideas, random scenarios from situation around me and so on. I'm usually scribbling or sketching something in my notebook. If anyone ever wants to see, I'm more than glad to share. Probably too eager, even, if I don't get shy. And if you ask me to draw you something, I can probably do it in a short while. I've got funny challenges, such as rhinos or unicorns, but they're very interesting to do.

I think I should work a little harder to develop my talents, but sometimes I just don't have the time or belief I can really get all that better. But, I'd like to become good enough so that I can be a game designer. Of course, my father finds it silly, pointless profession.

Besides art and games, I really like music, nature, animals, all those neat things. And cheering others up. That's about all the power that's been given to me and even that I'm not that good at.

I think I can get stubborn about all the wrong things for all the wrong reasons sometime. And I can be a tad bit distrustful, if someone starts to suddenly pay a lot of attention to me. I just can't help but wonder why, you know?

I am not sure if this goes here, but I suffer from aquaphobia. Not in manner that I'd be afraid of taking baths or go out in rain (however, my grandma's stories that rain could once again flood world like in times of Noah do plague my nightmares now and then) since my fear is more shifted towards actual drowning than water itself. Still, it would be nearly impossible to get me to swim (I actually know how to, since I didn't have this issue before my brother drowned - I even liked swimming) and I prefers to stay out of any larger natural body of water than a puddle.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
In short, what the camp offers: find my true self. So that I know what are my strengths (if I have them) and weaknesses, and if there's point for me to go and work for my dreams, if they deserve it. Or if I'm just a spineless coward that should drown in the masses of people that are just like me and better. Perhaps, after camp I can start a new page with higher self-esteem and less issues.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
Now, this is completely between you and me, notebook. I know I tell a lot to others about myself, but... There are some things I would not want to share with anyone.

I grew up in small town in Croatia. War had torn the nation and country to pieces, neither was recovering. I was too little to understand, other than the hardships I experienced or saw with my own eyes.

But enough about that. It's not something I want to remember. We sought refuge in Germany and found place in Mannheim, eventually. My parents had hard time learning language, but they eventually did, giving them opportunity for slightly better jobs. I, too, stumbled a lot with German, skipped a school year and even then, had problems with studying in it for a while. But Davit, my 3 years older brother, he learned it with ease. Then again, he always achieved amazing results with great ease. I guess I could say I grew up in his shadow - for as long as I can remember, all praises went to him, what I did was always compared to his work. He didn't even get scolded for being naughty, but when I did, father yelled at me that I only learn worst from Davit.

I adored my brother, though. He was my idol. I tried my best to be like him, but I couldn't match his achievements in studies, sport, social life. There was no one to encourage me to go on and I gave up. I trudged on in my average existence. Few things I didn't abandon, though - drawing, reading and whistling. Of course, all of those were deemed as useless things to waste time on by my parents, especially father, but I liked them too much to stop doing them. Besides, Davit just couldn't whistle like I could - I was only one to inherit my granddad's skill. Video and PC games quickly became my refuge from world, too, they mesmerized me and helped me with my English.

It was awful tragedy when Davit died, drowning in river while trying to save a little girl. He passed away like a true man, a hero, that he always was in his life. And I, 14 at that time, wished it'd been me, maybe then, for first time in my life, someone would miss me. But my parents, they were broken. No, I was broken, they were crushed. They mourned as if they had lost their only son and many expressed their sympathies in similar manner. And I felt selfish, dirty, nasty, cruel being for wanting some genuine hug and attention for myself, not just be 'Davit's brother'.

Despite all that, I still couldn't cry at his grave. That made me feel worse, more selfish. But tears didn't come. Davit never cried, I had been crybaby until father finally got that out of me with calling me little girl, because only they cry. Now, father cried, too, yet I couldn't muster a single tear, only in my bed at night I shook in dry sobs, feeling empty and pointless.

I can't say it got all better after that, but I grew up after Davit's death, sorted some things out in myself. I began focusing more on my hobbies, though, and my grades got a bit better. I finished high school with good grades, nothing spectacular, but not bad. And began working in grocery store, attending to some art courses when I could. In spare time, I do commissions on DeviantArt. Well, that was before camp... I would like to turn a whole new page after this.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
Why did I write 'for fun'? This isn't fun at all. But since I started this...

I'm most afraid of not being good enough. For anything - my parents, community, reaching my goals and dreams, even earning respect and finding love. I thinks I can never really be great, like countless other people are and so, I will always have to watch how things I want are snatched away by those superior beings.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Aiko

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Kami-no-Kaze.
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Wind.

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Now, Aiko follows my original idea of wielding composite bow and versatile type of arrows. It seems he hardly ever misses, as if wind itself takes his arrow where they should strike. He is able to manipulate with gusts of wind, strong enough to even hold him (or something else) up for a while, or let him 'fly'. In offensive, such 'breezes' slows opponents down and can even push then back, throw sand in their eyes.
Of course, his cape moves dramatically in wind... That ought to be a power, too.
Jokes aside, I think he is able to summon storms, adjust weather with wind moving clouds and even create and control tornado.
Beside the bow, he also fights with daggers and is great in hand-to-hand combat, quicker and stealthier than one would expect even if they were expecting something cool.

≫ As far as partners go...
Now, this is again a secret between you and me, but Aiko seems to be replica of my personal character, Eckhardt de Canieto, which I created as a 'better me' - strong, silent, manly man that can make women swoon, goes on daring adventures and overcomes his tragic past. In fantasy world, such character just needs tragic past, you know?

Well, it's all really cool, to see him alive and moving, doing what I always imagined him to do and I just want to keep drawing him... However, his looks are loosely based off of me and I fear that if he ever took down his mask and hood, others would notice that and eternally mock me for having myself as my hero and guardian. It puts me in a bad light.

Still, he was the one thing most on my mind, my possible video game's protagonist and so he came to be as Aiko. I trust him with my life. Eckhardt never fails. Never. He always rises back up and wins the fight. I think Aiko is similar.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Weapon? Please keep those away from me... Well, if I have to choose, then I will pick a knife. At least that's something you can easily have with you at all times and doesn't take much learning. I'll just have to ignore how my stomach knots at thought of spilling blood.

Originally Posted by Kiyoto

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 嵐/Storm

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Lucas
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Lucas León
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Male
≫ I was born ≪
September, 19th 1992 (Currently 22)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Guy or Girl, I'm not to picky.
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
London,England,United Kingdom.

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I don't really pay much attention to my own looks personally, there is a lot more I could be doing with my time. I suppose I should get this over with anyways right? I stand at an easy six feet, I've always been a bit tall. My hair is controversial with some, since it is blond on the surface, but the deeper you go or closer to the root, the darker it becomes so it lookes relatively brown. I guess you could call it more of what some would call a dirty blonde color...or you could just call it whatever you like. I keep it shory and a tad bit styled, to keep it out of the way when it needs to be.

My eyes are a crystal clear blue, that seem to stand out to people. They always have really. I do tend to have a bit of stubble upon my chin, but I keep it tidy and neat. It's hard to keep it completely gone with such an active life. Getting away from my face now, I guess you could go onto my physique next. I am sure most guys could talk about their bodies and looks for hours with this subject. I do work out, so I am fit and in shape. I keep my bodyweight within limits for my age and height.

I love being active and staying fit, so I am a bit muscular. I am not one of those crazy bodybuilders though, so I'm not a walking brick wall or anything. Let's just say I'm just the right amount of muscle and move on shall we? It is a tad bit uncomfortable of a subject, since I really don't check myself out heh. I'm not super pale, but I'm not dark either. I spend a lot of time in the sun, so I am a bit of a sunkissed kind of guy. Totally weird hearing myself say that, but I guess it is true. I don't have any outstanding scars, a few on my hands and such from life, or a few small ones here and there. I also have a tattoo on my back.

I suppose the only thing left to talk about would be my choices in outfits yes? Alright then, well back home, I used to wear a lot of formal or classy stuff. I used to go to bording school and a lot of important buisiness stuff with my parents. It was always either a uniform or a coat and tie. I hated it by the time I was seventeen, but of course life is life. Now-a-days, I typically wear more casual clothes. Jeans and a t-shirt work just fine for me. I will dress more classy when I have to, though I admit I try to avoid it when I can. I enjoy going to the beach, where I am able to get away with shorts and a tank top. Other than that, my attire typically depends on the weather and my activities of the day. So, there is not much left to say there.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Personality wise, there may be a bit more here than even I know of. I am pretty down to earth really, I do not spend hours worrying about my looks or my body, as I am sure you can see from my description of myself. I am typically the calmest one in the room...to the point where at times people wonder if I am even listening or even care. Honestly I do, I just try to keep a level head. I have to admit though, that when I do get worked up, I am very headstrong and have been refered to as a hurricane. I tend to let nothing stand in my way, once I have my mind set on something.

I tend to be a hot head at this point as well. I am a passionate person, and once something catches my attention or emotion..I tend to give it everything I've got. I am strong willed in this sense as well. I refuse to give up easily, especially when it is something that I truly care about or am angered about. I am stubborn as well, since it is the mirror side of that part of my personality. I find it a bit hard to back down, even when I know I should. I have caused a bit of trouble and disaster in my past because of this...hence another reason why I have been refered to as a walking hurricane. I am very active, I love to be up and doing something with my time and my life.

I can be a bit impatient because of this, and I hate sitting still for to long or being lazy. I can be a bit brash, jumping into things once I have my mind or heart going. Starting to see how it all ties back into itself yet? I am a good guy at heart, I enjoy helping others out. In this aspect, I can not stand people who take advantage of, or use others for their own gain. It is one of the things that seems to get me angry. I can never merely sit by and watch things like that happen, or if someone is hurt or upset. I take a chance and get involved, doing whatever I can in order to help. I have been told this makes me self sacrificial. I put others before myself a lot, especially those I care about.

I tend to do whatever I can for them, even if it means I am unable to take care of myself. I tend to push myself to, past my limits at times. Whenever my mind is set on something, or I am in one of my "states", I tend to keep going and going...kind of like the energizer bunny. It ties back into me being stubborn, and not knowing when to quit. I can't help it, and I tend to feel it afterwards. I am smart and cunning, I am able to think on my feet and react quickly and accordingly. When I am not allowing my emotions and heart get the better of me, I can be quite rational and logical. I think things though, and act as needed.

I do try to keep it this way, but like I said before, once I am going, I am gone. I love having a good time and a laugh, leading me to enjoy hanging out with friends or the family when I am able. I am not really much of a "bad boy", since I try to be honest and good in all that I do. I do have an edge about me, and I guess I can be pretty badass if I want to be. I have been told that it is never a good idea to get on my bad side heh. I try not to be a scary or overpowering guy...though it can be a bit hard at times. I guess I could tell you some of my likes and dislikes right? You already know that I love being active and working out. I love to eat healty and cook altogether. It is a bit of a passion of mine.

I also love playing my guitar and singing. I have been told the accent is a major plus in this aspect. I love surfing, and going to the beach to chill or catch some rays. I do love sketching, though I do not consider myself much of an artist. I have been told my work is really good, but I am a bit shy about letting others see it. This is relativly the only thing I am shy about, I am personally a really blunt and straightforward guy, going back to me being honest and all. I do have my uncomfortable moments, where I can pull back into myself and be relatively quiet though. I'm not a blabermouth, but I can be talkative when I want to.

I enjoy being outside, nature is a big love of mine. I like hiking or bikeriding, even working with horses. Being outdoors is where I am most of my time. I do work a bit with photography as well, catching random works of what catches my intrest. Again though, I am a but unsure with sharing them. As to some of the things I dislike...Well, you already know the major one so.. I guess I'll just name a few others. I hate being cooped up, going back to not being able to sit still for to long. I hate overly greesy or fatty foods...grosses me out big time.

I am not a fan of tuna...random I know, but it is very much true. Wow, I never thought saying what I do not like would be so hard. Typically there is not a lot I hate, but if I find something I don't like, I will pretty openly say it. Again, me being honest. But I try not to hurt people's feelings when I can. That's another thing you could say I hate. I hate hurting or upsetting people...It is another reason why I push myself and sacrifice myself. I typically compromise to make others happy..A lot of it was with my dad growing up. We'll get to that later. Well, I guess I can stop there, you'll learn more about my personality along the way.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
I did tell you I love the outdoors, and I enjoy meeting new people or hanging out with friends. I guess I thought it would be a good escape, a chance to do something and grow. Pretty cheesy huh? It gives me a chance to get away from life back home, go somewhere new, where people don't yet know me. I get to make a new name and image for myself, without having the weight and pressure of other things weighing me down.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
My past, not really surprising that you want to know about that. I was born in London, to a man and a woman obviously. I was born in a small hospital, and the day that I came into the world..my father was away on buisiness. He knew my mother was pregnant, knew she could have me any day, and he left the night before I was born. At this time, I had a brother who was three. He was there with my mother and my uncle. My mom and my uncle were really close growing up, and even now when they were both adults.

Mom was a stay at home socialite, seated with the job of basically making dad look good when he needed her to. Dad was a world wide buisinessman, who dabbled in a bit of everything. My uncle was an artist and a cook, mother used to love teasing me that I got my love of those things from him. I'm getting off topic though... Growing up, my father was gone most of the time. He was always busy or off doing something of course. My uncle stepped in, and was more of a father to me and my brother. When I was five, my father was gaining an award for some big honor. My brother and I were made to go with him and my mother. My uncle made an uninvited appearance, and the two had it out out on the balcony.

They did not think I saw but I did. I am still not sure what it was about, but ever since then, we were not allowed to see my uncle unless my father was away on a trip and did not know. When I was old enough to attend school, my father made it a point to have me enrolled an a prestigious school. It began as only day classes when I was younger, but when I turned thirteen, it became a boarding school attendance for me. I spent a lot of my free time growing up or at school over at my father's penthouse. There, he taught me to cook and began getting me involved in art and music.

I loved spending time with him, viewing him of course as more of a father than my real biological one. He was never really there, and when he was he was very strict with us. He demanded respect and obedience, raising us with a firm hand. My mother was calmer and gentler to us, though she would never speak out or go against my father other than letting us see our uncle. Anyways, back to schooling. I always had good grades, typically top of my classes. My father did not allow much else. I did enroll in many leadership groups or clubs within the school, to allow a better resume when I decided to enter college.

I did try to take a few other activities that I found interesting, but they were quickly pushed aside by dear old dad. When I wasn't at school and dad was home, we were made to fancy ourselves up, and go out to his events. There we were to act like one big happy loyal family. Basically we were to make our dad look good. I did hear mom and him fighting a lot at night, and a few times she tried to cover up bruises. I did say dad was strict, he would not hesitate to put us in our place if he thought we needed it. Of course he usually avoided the face, since it would look bad at one of his public events.

When my brother was eighteen, he had enough. He left, leaving me and mother there with dad. He promised me we would always be brothers, and I havn't really seen him since. I have talked to him on the phone, he lives in the United States now. He seems to be busy a lot,...or avoiding me. I did my best to be the son that father could be proud of and love, but he showed little emotion at all. Frankly I grew to dislike him more and more. I pissed him off when I was sixteen, for I was home for break. I heard him arguing with mother then she started crying. I went in as he was about to hit her and stopped him.

Lets just say I got a pretty good black eye that night. After that, dad started spending even more time away from home. Until when I was eighteen, they split altogether. I stayed with my mother after that until age twenty. She needed me, she was hurting and a mess. Uncle kept trying to get her to move in with him, but she did not wish to be a bother. Safe to say, she finally agreed, and now they live together. While all of this went on, I did manage to keep grades up and graduated highschool.

I stayed out of schooling for those two years after my parents split, and when I was twenty I enrolled in a local college to stay close to home. I have been cramming a lot in, so I hope to fully graduate with a bachalors degree and a few minors under my belt. I work at a resturant as well, it is surprising that I can fit in other activities.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
Wow, tough question there.. I guess I have two, but they go hand in hand. I am afraid of hurting others...of not being able to stop myself, in which case I end up doing something so bad and in the end not being able to take it back. If I did so, I would never be able to forgive myself. I would be just like dear old dad....At the same time, I fear not being good enough, the polar end of the other fear. I do not want to be the guy who fades into the background, that once he is gone no one ever thinks about him again. I am afraid of being a failure, of letting everyone who cares about me, or is counting on me, down. Of totally and uttterly biting it when it matters most...no pressure there right?

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Akechi

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Susanoo

≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Storms and Lightning

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Lets start with the obvious shall we? Deadly claws and teeth are a pretty much given when your partner is a feline beast. His roar is able to call upon great storms, this can cause a variety of effects depending on the location. Rough winds, tornados, high waves or water spouts , hail and ice, etc, and of course the typical rain, lightning and thunder. He is able to draw in the lightning from normal storms, or the ones he conjures himself.

He is able to store it within his body, or redirect it. His fur is constantly abuzz with an electric current, and he is able to use it in combination with his claws, fangs or literal physical contact to give his opponents quite the shock. His roar or a swipe of his massive paw can also cause giant overpowering pushes of wind, that feel like a solid punch to his opponent. His final tallent would have to be a spin off of bringing about those clouds in the sky, he can lower them to create a fog like cover when needed, and his body is able to dissipate into clouds and reform from them as well. Makes him harder to attack.

≫ As far as partners go...
What can I say about him really? I think he is an amazing force of nature, a powerful and majestic creature. He lets you know what is on his mind and how he is feeling, and is not one to allow others to push him around to easily. I do at times find him a bit overpowering and dangerous, but this comes with what he is. He is wild and untamed, exactly like the storms he brings with him. He can be icy and cold, but also calm and tranquil...shocking.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
A weapon huh. Mine seems to be a traditional japanese sword. Practical, easy to manuver...and a good lightning rod if needed.

Originally Posted by blueblackrose

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 水/Water

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Fujiwara Takumi
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Takumi
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
male
≫ I was born ≪
October 13, 1991 (23)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
woman
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Seto, Aichi, Japan

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
What is there really to say about my appearance? I look like most other young Japanese men. My hair is raven which goes well with my dark eyes. I've been told that my eyes are soulful, whatever that means. Oh did I mention that my ears are pierced? Don't give me some crap about guys having their ears pierced is gay or I might just flatten you. There are many people who believe that it's sexy. I personally think that it's a look that works well for me. My build is on the slim side of average. Height? Let's see I'm 5' 9" which is about average. My style? Really now can't you just tell from looking at me. I prefer the rocker/artist I guess you could say. Black vest over a white shirt along with a pair of jeans or black pants. Don't forget the chain wallet, long silver chain with the Kanji character for harmony pendant and silver ring around my right ring finger.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Personality huh? Well I tend to be a pretty laid back guy and like to think of myself as down to earth. For the most part I am a patient person. I tend to be kind once someone has gained my trust. Yes I do have some trust issues, but I won't get into that. Hey don't get me wrong I'm working on it and I'm not as bad as I use to be.

I want to be honest so I will admit that there are times when I'm unable to control my emotions. Some would just call it me being a passionate person or being a hot head depending on the situation. Maybe being at this camp will help me keep my emotions, especially my anger, in check better? Who knows anything is possible. I can tell you one thing for sure no matter how unreasonable I become once I calm down I return back to my normal cool and laid back self.

Did I also mention that I enjoy playing the part of the bad boy? It's mostly for kicks since that's what some people think when they first see me. Even though I might tend to look serious I do have a sense of humor, which I've been told can be a bit dark.
I enjoy relaxing by the river in my hometown. The sound of the water is so peaceful. Other things I like are the outdoors, martial arts, meditating, cooking, sculpting and singing.


≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
Really I'm not sure what I came here searching for. Maybe a new perspective on my life or maybe just to meet some new interesting people. Either way I don't plan on wasting this opportunity. Time is a precious thing that should never be wasted right?

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
Well I'm from Seto, Aichi here in Japan. Seto is famous for its potter and ceramics. My father is a potter and my mother is an artist, kind of cliché right? Anyway I was born and raised in Seto along with my older brother and younger sister.

Growing up I had fun learning both of my parent’s trades, but I wasn't satisfied with just that. I also learned a few martial arts. My favorites being Judo, Naginatajutsu and Kendo. Which am I best at? That would have to be Naginatajutsu. Really my life was pretty average while growing up.

In high school I was one of the top of my class. I managed to get a scholarship to go to a university in Tokyo that specialized in the arts. My singing apparently wasn't good enough so I tried my hand at the culinary arts. Seems I have a talent for them.

What do you mean I'm being too vague? Seriously do you want to hear about all the crappy stuff instead of just the highlights? Fine, but I really rather not get into that stuff. Excuse me did you just ask if my younger sister is hot and available? Baka! Like I would really tell you that. Now let's get back on subject shall we?

So going back to high school before you say anymore stupid stuff I did have a couple of girlfriends. Right now I'm single and that's the way it shall stay until I find the right woman.

While in high school my best friend Ryou betrayed me. I thought I could trust him. Boy was I wrong. Well Ryou was friends with both my brother, Kai, and I. I knew that Ryou had started to hang out with some of the rough guys at school, but I ignored it. That way my mistake. One evening after school the three of us were hanging out at the park. Ryou's new friends showed up and started to bully Kai and me. Ryou that dumb sob just stood back and watched. Kai and I didn't give into those guys so they started to fight with us. Outnumbered we didn't have much of a chance. Just when I thought that Ryou had come to his senses he joined those bastards. I'll never forget how he began beating my brother even though he was already badly injured. I was forced to watch it all. They left my brother to die and me hardly able to move. We were lucky that someone passed by after those guys left. If it wasn't for that person I don't know if Kai would have made it. He was such a mess. All I could do was sit back wait and worry. My brother came out better than they thought he would, but he has to walk with a cane and has a long scar across his left cheek. Ok now you know the part I didn't really want to get into. I think you can understand why I have trust issues. This is all I'm telling so no more questions please.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I guess you could say there are two things I'm afraid of. One is being hurt again like I was when Ryou turned his back on Kai and me. The other is hurting others. Sure I studied martial arts and one of the main things they teach is discipline, but I don't always keep a cool head especially now after being betrayed.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Uesugi

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Ryūjin
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Water

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Have you seen this guy? He has very sharp claws and teeth. His tail is pretty strong as well and he has no problem with using it like a whip if need be. Also he weilds a gaint sword. It seems that underwater he can also attack using supersonic waves. It's kindo of weird, but I'm not going to complain. I mean seriously his roar when he isn't underwater can be enough to deafen someone. Oh and did I mention that he has his own armor? Seems like most of his body is protected by some sort of shell.

≫ As far as partners go...
What do I think? I think he is badass. He truly looks like something one would only see in mythology or some type of fantasy world. I really couldn't ask for a better partner for me. At times he is calm and peaceful, but he can be fierce and unrelenting just like the sea.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Martial arts can only get you so far I suppose. I carry a naginata to fight and defend myself with. Good thing I decided to bring it with me so I could keep up my training.

Originally Posted by BrotherOfDarkness

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 金属/Metal

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Aiden Cooper
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Coops
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
male
≫ I was born ≪
December 13th, 1988 (25)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
A Human, most likely
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Hurstwood, Alabama, U.S

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I'm pretty tall but no giant around six foot last time I checked, I have a toned physique, due to my physical lifestyle, and working out. I always wanted to be as fir as my big brother. Rarely put any product in my hair, I tend to simply wet it through with water. I don't like my hair cut short anymore, but I hate when it gets so long I can't see anymore! I will shave only every couple of days, I simply can't bother too. I don't have any piercings, as I'm afraid they would get pulled out if I got in a tussle with someone, but I do have my brothers name 'Marcus' tattooed on the right forearm.

Despite being a mechanic I like to keep myself clean and tidy when I'm not working, I loath having long nails, and keep,them cut short, I don't shave or wax any of my body hair, probably for two reasons, I'm not comfortable doing that kind of thing, and secondly again I wouldn't be bothered, take me as I am.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
I'm definitely a loner, i will keep myself to myself most of the time, In conversations I find myself staying back and listening, and will only jump in when I feel like it. People seem to think of me as moody, and sulky. I actually feel the opposite as it will take a lot to bother or stir me, I have even been asked if I am using drugs because I don't react or show my emotions. Inside however I may feel angry or afraid, but I feel like panicking isn't going to help me or anyone else.

I like my own space and being outside, I like being hands on with things like tinkering with engines and vehicles. I don't tend to like being in big groups or playing as part of a team, and I never was great with team sports because of my lack of talking with others. So when around lots of people intend to hang around the outside and maybe find someone else away from the group that I may speak to

I'll never go out of my way to be rude to anyone, in fact I do try to be nice in my own way, but if someone says or does something I don't like, sometimes things slip out that I never meant to say aloud. I usually live by a rule if I can't say anything nice I won't say anything at all, but that doesn't include giving someone a punch upside their head if I feel like they deserve it.

So yes I've never been afraid of being physical, that's just how I am I guess. I never go looking for trouble, that's for chumps, but I have never had the sense to back down away from violence.

Although I'm rather stand offish that doesn't make me shy, I rarely get embarassed, and am not intimidated by girls, I'm not very good at flirting or chit chat, but if I like someone I'm usually just honest about how I feel, and that has always been enough for me.

I'm neither selfless or selfish, I'm no mother Teresa, and won't put myself out unless it's for someone I like, but I won't purposely try to get one over on anyone, unless it's a competition or I feel like they deserve it. I am competitive and want to be the best at something, if I don't think I'm going to be good at something I hate wasting my time with it.

I have admitted to myself slowly over the years I am an adrenaline junkie and love to race cars, to win, and for the rush. And I have a real problem with authority, so I try to take out my aggression by boxing and using my older brothers old weights machines, and boxing equipment.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
I got into some serious trouble racing cars, and not just my cars, but racing rich kids sports cars for them!... And one of them took offence to me beating them in a race and showing him up, and having to hand over his daddy's brand new Audi to someone else As I have a problem with authority I was a bit resistant towards the police officer and got myself into a whole lot of trouble, by applying to go to this camp was one way that I was told I might avoid eventually going to jail

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
Well my father set up his garage but after having myself and my big brother he started to drink more and more, he got himself into gambling debt and ended up doing some illegal jobs for some real bad types, currently he has served nine years of a twenty year stretch. My mother has done the best she could, getting work as soon as we were old enough to stay at home by ourselves, working for a software company, she's a smart cookie, and I don't tend to show her enough credit. My brother joined the army, the rangers to be precise, but after being decorated highly he was killed, in our town he was a hero. Hence why I managed to get of lightly by the police.

That left me to try to do something with the garage, but I couldn't keep it going and education, so both suffered. But it keeps a little money coming, I try to get more by racing for a little cash.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I always was in the shadow of my brother, although I never resented him but admired, and idolised him, after his death is when my problems with authority got worse, feeling let down by my father and the military. That anger has bubbled away secretly ever since.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Sanada

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Hachiman-shin, he is the god of war
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Metal

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
As a reanimated samurai he has a unnatural speed, and strength, combine that with his martial skills at wielding his blade. He is dangerous enough, but being resilient to pain and being a kind of living dead, injuries have different meanings to him. But it is the aggression and ferocity that makes him a warrior. Being able to wield the element of metal is ideal for him as a samurai. And metal objects pose no danger to him, I'm fact molding metal to his will is a speciality for him.

≫ As far as partners go...
I feel an appeal of my guardian as all that aggression, makes me feel like I don't have to be angry as much anymore. And he is a soldier, although supernatural and maybe some kind of lich, but still a soldier, and that I can appreciate that after my brother. And as he never speaks that suits me fine, as it means he is a good listener, and is not going to blab any secrets to anyone.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
A set of Tonfa sticks. They used to belong to my brother and he would give me a smack around the back of my head when he used to catch me playing with them, then before he was deployed he taught me how to use them properly, he was suprised how well I handled them... Well I'd got good at sneaking them out, and putting them back exactly how I'd found them!

Originally Posted by PrincessKasumi

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 岩地面/Rock-Ground

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Seong Jae-sang
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Rain
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Male
≫ I was born ≪
January 25, 1988 (26 years young). Surprising fact, this is the year of the the Earth Dragon.
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Person who makes my used time worthwile
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Seoul, South Korea

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I am about 6'1" which is pretty tall I suppose for someone of my eastern descendant. Most of my life I've been slender which pretty much a given most of us Asians, though I've been bulking up, packing on those muscles. So I got a nice athletic build going on complete with six pack on those defined pelvic lines women seem to like quite a bit, and yes ladies I do have those lower back/butt dimples also known as Dimples of Venus. I do like to style my hair alot, but the one thing I don't do is dye it all kinds of different and even crazy colors so it's natural raven color. Though quite frankly, I never really brush of comb my hair out because it doesn't mat or tangle. When you see me about more often than not you are looking at bed hair or fresh showered hair.

I do keep my face cleanly shaven of what facial hair do have, which is really just the mustache and chin beard area. And yes I do shave/wax my legs and my armpit hair, anything else you'll just have to find out. I Keep my nails short and clean. My eyes are the typical dark brown you would normally see from any of us eastern folks. I've no piercings or tattoos. I do have a bit of tan but it's to be expected it's not like I'm always inside and never outside.

As for my clothes, I just usually where whats trending otherwise I'm always in a pair of jeans or slack with a long sleeved shirt or short sleeved t-shirt (or dress shirt long or short sleeved) with a sleeveless vest. Sometimes you might catch me with one or a few necklaces and maybe bracelets. I don't necessarily where a belt all the time with my pants but for the most part I do. Some pants just look better without, ya know?

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Alright, even though I'm sure you'll find out most if not all of personality down at camp, I'll tell you anyway. But first, let me tell you I am not vain in any way, but it's hard being so attractive (physically and my personality both of which or either appeal to quite of women and girls not all mind you) don't complain if I cover it up sometimes. And trust me if you don't find me attractive I'm not going get all butt hurt about it, unless you were like someone I was extremely into. Anyways I'm pretty open minded, I'm not going to judge you or anything I'm pretty as unbiased as anyone can possibly get. Which I suppose makes me a great listener for those who need someone who isn't judgmental to listen to them or give advice or whatever. I can be pretty tolerant, it's hard to get under my skin. Though with me being open minded I am open to suggestions, and can be influenced easily sometimes which isn't really that great of a trait.

I'm pretty easy going, you know king of mellow. And just same as I am tolerant I'm pretty lenient, though don't think I will let you walk all over me, unless it's int he bedroom. I'm pretty calm, collected and undemanding. But like I said not too long ago.. just because I'm laidback don't think I'm a easy target to step on and manipulate.

I'm pretty damn persistent and stubborn like a mountain. When I decide something you are not going to change the way I feel about it or what I want to do. I know I said I'm pretty much unbending but if the time calls for it which it rarely does, I will give just alittle. I can be persistent about any thing. It doesn't mean I'm single minded so don't even think like that.

I don't normally tell people this, they just find out for themselves but I am a bit of a romantic, in every sense of the word. Chivalrous, poetic, mysterious, charming you name it. To boot I'm creative, and by creative I don't mean as an Artist (Drawing), but as someone who is inventive, a visionary if you will. Though I am also creative in the sense of music and dance. Next up in this "romantic mushy-ness" I am empathetic dammit but that doesn't mean I'm emotional or a super sensitive guy. To hell to all those people who think so. And just because I'm compassionate and understand of others feels doesn't make me less of a man, gay or a queer. All of this part of my personality falls under my gentle side which isn't always out there or obvious.

Now, steering away from what we just discussed, I am a hard worker, I can be a bit protective even when whoever I am protective of doesn't want it. Hmm not sure if I mentioned it but I am patient, determined and pretty damn organized for a guy. I can easily adapt to almost any situation even the crazy ones. Let's see... what else? I'm a watchful person I suppose that would be under observant and considerate.

We are almost done, just need to also say that I am a tad bit boyish at times, and because of this I am abit complex. To finish off my personality, I'm going to give off a few negative traits. I can succumb to anxiety at times. Oh, and just so you guys know I am or atleast can be vindictive. Not mention I am a bit forgetful so don't get upset if I don't remember your name, favorite color, who been with, who you like or hate... um what were we talking about again?

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
I'm not here looking for love, nor am I hear looking to find myself. More power to those who are doing either of those. I've been wanting to go back to Japan and visit, and this camp seemed like the perfect excuse to do so. And it's a double plus for me, wanting to visit Japan again and wanting to find some something new. I suppose like an Adventure or something. I never really went to a camp before I don't exactly know what to expect but it shouldn't be too hard getting into the groove. And that's much my reasoning why I applied. Sorry if you looking for something more juicy or something longer.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
I'll tell you this now if it's short, too bad.. and if it's long, then oh well sorry I guess. Now that that is out of the way, I am from the capital of South Korea, it is a mega-city, which means there are ALOT of people. And it's nice place for tourist I suppose, I mean it is a pretty popular spot. Alot of celebrities are from here. Does that mean I'm a celebrity? Well, I don't want to be pretentious and say I am. But I do have a name for myself over there. I was born and raised in Seoul, and I have been out of country plenty of times so I guess you can say I'm "cultured".

School is pretty uneventful for me, unless you count getting nothing but As eventful. But let me correct that, A+ because anything less than that was frowned upon. Yes even a A or a A- minus which is still an A. I have had a few romantic partners through out my teenage years. My longest relationship was 4 years. As for what schools or colleges I been to I don't think it's really all that important. I'll just leave it at "I went to really great schools, top of the line." And just leave it up to your imaginative. You know, imagination is a sexy thing. Anyway I am an Art of sorts, I suppose a jack of all trades if you will! I can dance, sing and act. Wait.. that's not a jack of trades that's a Triple Threat. Heh, I also dabble in modeling every now and then. Now, I'm not some super A list like Beyonce or Brad Pitt or even some world known Model. But I am pretty out there, if you don't know me thats okay, you will soon enough.

Yes being a Triple Threat is quit time consuming and it does pay off well. So I am pretty well off. I suppose before I close this little blurb about myself up, I have been in the military, as it it required of everyone. Luckily for me during my time there wasn't any wars or battles going on in particular. But it was all lollipops in rainbows either. I enlisted and served right after college, not immediately after but maybe within a week or two.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
You want to know my insecruities, what for? You aren't going to play with them are you? And yes I have my right to glare at you. Since it's mandatory to say something I suppose I'll let you know I do have a ridiculous fear of heights. Why are you looking at me like that? It's true! Yes an adventerous guy can be afraid of heights okay... The hell you mean you don't buy it? You trying to say I'm a bad li... oh I see what you did there. You were fishing and I fell right into it. Fine I'm sure this is pretty standard or at least common, for a guy to feel like he can never be good enough. It doesn't matter what the reason. Yeah I may have a good career and you probably wouldn't expect THIS to be my insecruity at all but it is. Now can we please move on?

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Nōhime

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Sarutahiko, the deity of strength and guidance.
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Rock/Ground

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
My guardian is quite odd to say the least. It's uh.. humanoid in appearance yet not. I suppose half woman half Chinese dragon, judging by the whip like tail with fair at the end. Don't tell anyone but yes I do think she's cute pretty damn strong for a girl...thing. But that's not all she seems to be able to turn into a full dragon (And it's humongous, damn I don't know if she's as tall as a mountain or... which mountain? I don't know... I never seen her stand next to a mountain to compare. I'd be damned if she's as tall as Mt. Everest though). Now since she looks like a Chinese dragon you would assume she'd turn into one. Nope, she turns into a western dragon. Anyways, I don't want to get on her bad side, judging by those claws and talons, not mention those sharp teeth. And now that I think about it, she does have purple scales, might she have some type of poisonous aspect to her? Like maybe her teeth or claws? Hell maybe her scales.. I'll have to ask her. I don't want to have be like some stupid guy like in the X-Men movies or comics and touch someone like Rogue and just like.. die or pass out. Now before we move on might I add she has some pretty strong manipulation of the earth, specifically rocks and ground. if I didn't know any better I'd think she could split planets into two.

≫ As far as partners go...
I'm confused. I mean, hello.. a friggin dragon that's ****ing badass. I'm confused because it's..kind of a she. In more than just the gender. It's a bit awkward. She's different, and I do like different, so.. that's a plus. Simply put I'm attracted (in awe) in how strong my Guardian is, if anything I'd think she would be the embodiment of the word Guardian. I'll tell you what though I'm afraid to piss her off, what if she goes stomping around? She might create earthquakes and we can't have that!

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Now, before you comment on it, let's just say I'm a Xena Warrior Princess fanboy. I have a Chakram that is able to spilt into two. It can be used in close quarters (like daggers) like this versus a non splitting chakram.

Accepted Female Characters

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 腐食/Corrosion

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Anna Elizabeth Fletcher
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Anna
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
woman
≫ I was born ≪
December 8, 1991 (I'm 22)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
handsome man
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Blossburg, Pennsylvania, USA

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
Probably the first word that escapes the lips the moment someone sees me is something about how tall I am. Despite being female, I'm 5-10. I'm the youngest of four in my family, falling behind my brothers Lawrence, Rynn, and Quinton, respectively. Having grown up with three boys, my mother made certain that I never picked up their surly ways for she wanted me to be a prim and proper princess. I didn't want to have that so I would sneak out and brawl with the boys just before supper each night. It's how I have these muscles on my arm. I also learned how to run away from them, so my legs are just as sturdy. Still, I had to be careful not to lose my dainty figure for mother just wouldn't have it. I kept my body lean and, to my despise, grew into a 34-B bra. Mother jokes that they'll grow to a C during my mothering years, but I keep telling her I'm not interested in being a mother. I just want to live alone so I can travel the world.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me take a few steps back and share some more details about just who I am, at least on the outside. I have fawn-colored hair. During the winter seasons, it tends to look darker, picking up hints of red. When the sun stays out longer, my hair picks up more golden highlights. I have blue eyes. I'm not talking dark blue or light blue or gray blue either, I'm saying blue-blue. I usually dabble in some light make-upping so I can highly my frail blond lashes. I turn them black with mascara and I draw a light edge around my eyes to make them pop a bit more. I can't wear blush or foundation as I'm allergic to it so my eyes are all I play with. My lips? Well, I do splash on some watermelon pink from time to time, but that's only when mom gussies me up for church.

I wore a side braid before Katniss Everdeen made it cool. My classmates sometimes tease me about it, saying I'm a Katniss rip-off, but my true friends know I was wearing my hair like this long before the Hunger Games hit the shelves and theaters.

Prior to college, I wore dresses all the time. No, not the sexy dresses, I'm talking the dresses you might see from the 1800s. My mother is very old-fashioned and thought it was a good idea to throw me in such clothing. She, ahem, didn't want me 'playing with the boys' just yet. Funny how now, at twenty-two, she's nagging me to get one. I don't want one so I rebel by wearing baggy cargo pants and military-inspired jackets. I usually slip on a t-shirt or cami to cover up my bust.

So there you have me, in a nutshell. Shall we dive a big deeper and discuss who I am now?

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
I'm naive, straightforward, and quick to react, whether that be offensive or defensive is up to the conversation and moment. I figured it was best to start with my shortcomings so I could get them out of the way. Seems that people always dwell on those and, quite frankly, I don't understand why. Just get them out of the way and move on.

Oh, I'm noisy and I'm told I can be disgusting. I grew up with three, farting, burping, booger-picking brothers. What would you expect? Me to told in my toot and hope it passes? Nope! I'm going to run over to your lap (assuming you're my best friend or brother) and plant that juicy fart right on your leg. Not very lady like of me? Does this look like the face of someone who cares? No, I'm afraid not.

I think that about sums up my 'downfalls.' Perks? Crap, I left one out. I'm moody. Raging hormones do that to a woman. One minute I'm happy as could be and the next... well, I'll let your mind play out your worse nightmares.

Okay, now we're free to move onto little ol' me. The redeeming qualities and such. The ones you want to put on your resume, or at least bring up in the interview. First and foremost, I'm honest. If you ask if that dress makes you look fat and it does, I will tell you. Now, I will be sincere and nice about it. I'll give you tips on how to fix it. But I'm not about to lie and allow you to stomp around all bridezilla like on me. I'll fix you before the world destroys you, okay?

Some call me prude and, yes, I am. I grew up not having a boyfriend and not wanting one. I don't want one because I want to travel the world and be wild and free. I spent too many of my years pent up in the house learning how to be all lady like. I also went to church on Sundays. No, it's not what you think. I'm not that kind of girl. I enjoyed church and I wouldn't take back those Sundays if I could. I think church helped me discover my virgin mind and desire to assist those who need it (I'm talking about the dress thing again).

Let's see... I'm a hardworker. I grew up on a farm and helped with the heavy lifting. I also made sure the garden was always weed-free and watered. I guess you could say I'm neat and tidy, as I had to be to keep the garden afloat. I'm one of those 'task-oriented' individuals, too. People are great and all, but... if I have a job to do, I'm doing it -- with or without the team.

Whelp, I think that about sums up Anna Elizabeth Fletcher. Shall we move onto why I'm here?

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
It's complicated. You see, I wanted to visit Japan but mom didn't want me running away to the other side of the world. Naturally, she had my older brother Lawrence google some things in the area and he stumbled upon the camp. Mom, being computer illiterate, sent the camp a letter explaining why she wanted me to attend. I literally finished up college just in time to return home to pack up and fly out to Japan. Mom considered this 'camp' my 'reward' for graduating. I'm not too sure of the camp's details, but the idea of camping in Japan does sound fun. Besides, what's the harm in going? It was free after all (okay, so it's a bit sketchy but I have a classmate from the area who claims the camp is legit).

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
I don't want to get into too many details as I don't want my past to really mare up everything I've worked so hard on projecting, but I suppose I should touch on a few things here and there. At least, there things I haven't already brought up.

Graduated top of my class. Wasn't too hard, though. We only had about 80 kids in my grade, most of which never wanted to go onto college anyway. So I graduated and went to Rochester Institute of Technology for its Fine Arts Photography program. Absolutely loved the Brick City! The school requires co-ops (cooperative work experiences) and I was lucky enough to travel to California for a 6-month work internship for a fashion company. My other co-op wasn't as glamorous (it was my first) and it was only a 3-month gig in Chicago. I snuck in one more co-op in Alabama. Wasn't the worst job, but it wasn't the best either. Oh, at RIT you need to have a 'concentration' in something. I picked communications, figured it was the closest to my degree.

After graduating, I went home and well... now I'm on a plane to this summer camp. After came, I hope to travel some and build up an album. I really want to be an independent artist. Although, working for National Geographic would be pretty sweet, too.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I have this fear of... well, being hurt. There's a reason I'm still single and have never kissed a boy before. I don't want to get hurt. I don't want to cry because some guy broke my heart. I don't want to chase after someone because my life requires his presence to exist. I just... I just don't want to feel so... weak and frail. Still, being alone takes its tolls on you. Sometimes I wonder, is my loneliness worth it?

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Takeda

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Uzume, she is the goddess of dawn and revelry
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
intoxication and corrosion

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Razor sharp claws, long saber tooth fangs, poisonous stinger tail, and nasty pincers. My guardian mauls the titans to death or kills them with its venomous touch.

≫ As far as partners go...
Not really a huge fan. I absolutely hate creepy crawlers. I would consider a scorpion-cat a 'creepy crawler with whiskers.' Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful, but I would have preferred a horse or dog.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
When that happens, I use a, god this is so cliche, a bow. Go ahead, call me Katniss! I swear, I'm not that good. I certainly can't skew something through the eye. **Author's Note: Might change weapon to something less cliche....**

Originally Posted by ISOS Duke

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 地球/Earth & Life

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Constance Eloise Baxter
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Constance
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Lady
≫ I was born ≪
July 19, 1991 (I'm 23)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Lovely Young Man <3
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Bay View, Michigan, United States

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
It's such a wonder that someone as amazingly cool as myself could ever exist! The 5''7" tall body that resides my very soul is made up of the sure awesomeness that makes up the rest of me in mind and body. Hmm? Oh, ok, I'll be a bit more serious I guess... For a little while anyway...

Though tall and slender with a curvy waist, I don't really have the usual 'assets' that most women have that draw the attention of most males. Tis fine by me though! I have long red hair that falls past my bottom and crimson eyes(a very red brown, but they really do look red!). My parents were never thrilled about the odd hue that my eyes took so they insist that I wear colored contacts; surprised they decided to keep up with that with the number of times we've had to see the doctor over issues with them. No, I won't go into anymore detail and yes, though peroxide solution cleans lenses amazingly, it stings, really bad.

Though slender, I have taken part in activities like dance and gymnastics for years; it was a ploy from my parents to get me to behave like a good child, but we can go more into that later!

Clothing-wise, I do dress kinda girly? I layer my clothes, mostly so I can have something on my legs under the sundresses that line my closet; don't get me wrong, I think they're really pretty, you just can't do much in them... I just like to dress to have fun I guess? I don't know. I don't even know what you want me to say anymore... What were we doing? Is it time to eat yet? I'm starting to get really hungry.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
How many times must I tell you that I'm awesome?! Oh, I see, you've already realized this, well then, let's move on!

I will be your best friend! No, seriously, I will; I will learn everything about you and we will always hang out and have fun! Don't worry if you can't keep up with me, you can take a breather and I'll wait for you. If you get lost? Don't worry, I'll call for you until I find you again!

If my parents were to tell you about me, they would probably say that I don't listen, I'm too loud, clingy and sarcastic. But hey, it's not my fault that I just like to enjoy life now is it?

No worries though, people can say what they want but they will not bring me down! And don't you worry, I'll make sure they regret ever thinking of saying anything bad about you!

Oh, but I do want to tell you about- What? There's what? No, I don't see- Wait, behind me? ... No, I still do see anything. Anyway! I'm a super, top secret ninja! Don't believe me? Well fine, I'll just prove you wrong like I did so many others before you.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
Why not? It seemed like a fun adventure and a new land to explore! Ok, so maybe it was my parent's idea to keep me from coming over on the weekends, but when I saw the pamphlet about it, I practically flew myself there! Michigan is getting far too stuffy anyway, I know I live near the tunnel of trees, but you can only ride your bike in it so many times before you start naming things and memorizing trees.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
My family actually moved to the United States from Romania when I was still a child, but with visiting family and them coming to visit I still have a bit of an accent; to make it easy, it sounds like a mix of the Russian and Australian accent.

To look a bit more in the closer time frame, my parents wanted a boy when I was born but they were graced with the lovely me! Ultrasounds had even said that I was a boy originally so they had pre-named me Constantine. Oops! Shortly after I was born was when my family moved to the United States.

I am the one and only child for the Baxter family (yes, we changed our last name when we moved over, it was just easier that way). Have no fear though, I kept my parents plenty busy! I made sure that they were able to dress me as a pretty little girl, but I had the personality of the son they wanted so bad. As a child I had way too much energy, though I don't see how I've changed since then... My parents enrolled me in gymnastics and dance to try to burn off that energy, but it wasn't enough so they had to enroll me into different martial arts schools as well. Though I can't say that wore me out anymore...

I always did well in school, even for being so wound up. Well, when I wasn't sleeping, I was teacher's pet then! I never tried in school, not sure if my parents found out, but then again the number of calls the school made home about me probably hid that little factoid from them~

I've since graduated from school and have been enrolled in a culinary school. I love food, it would probably be one of my biggest passions aside from my corgi Kaname. He's my best bud in the kitchen and helps me make sure that the food does indeed taste good. Ahh, life is wondrous.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I'm terrified of the dark... Twenty-three years old and I still sleep with a nightlight, multiple on occasion. Maybe it stems back to my high schools days at the private academy... They did warn me not to head out at night, that the curfew was in place for a reason... Nah, that shouldn't have anything to do with it at all~

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Hanbei

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Uke Mochi, goddess of food
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Earth/Life

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
He's a tiny little guy, cute as a button, but don't let that fool you! His little pouch is his bag of tricks, think of Felix the cat! Though for him, his items are either food, food related, or made of food. I can't say that I can complain! He can also faintly manipulate the Earth, but only a little bit; he can't go breaking mountains in two or anything like that.

Oh! He also has those sharp little puppy teeth! Just like needles those things are...

≫ As far as partners go...
Best. Guardian. Ever. He reminds me of my Kaname and so I call him as such; the name seems to be growing on him.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Well, I do have black belts in a few different martial art styles and I was also trained with the Sai, so I would say I'm pretty well managed~

Originally Posted by Seer Of the Future

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 火災/Fire

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Evelin Ivory Ashmore
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Eve
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Female
≫ I was born ≪
Feburary 5, 1993 (20)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Male
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Tokyo, Japan

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I know, the hair. I am an artist. Have been ever since I was young. I’ve always been the girl to express herself with color. So my hair reflects me, bright, cheery, a bit random, and beautiful. My skin in pale white, mostly because I am usually painting or drawing away in my art studio, and just don’t tan for some weird reason. My eyes are silver, with a slight hint of blue. Odd, but I love them. As for style, it depends on my mood. Just artsy and out there really.
≫ Personality wise, I'm...
I tend to be a happy, random, artsy girl, with a side of humor. I am very straight forward, and I’m not a fan of people snobby or too caught up in petty things. There seems to be a lot of those now a days. Anyway, I am a pretty chill person, but if you set me off…. Damn. I would run. Personally, I am the one person who will make you fear ever pissing someone off. I am not a good person when angry. Other then that I am very sociable.
≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
I came to camp because my parents want me to get out of my studio. They say its great that I am making money and living on my own, but I just don’t get out and meet people. I tend to like being alone, not that I don’t like people. Thoughts just flourish better when I am not distracted. So yeah, I am here to hopefully make some friends. Or at least try to for my parents. On a bright note I hope to see some hot guy bodies. That would make this thing worth my while. I love drawing nearly nude figures!
≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
My parents teach English here in Tokyo. Both are great, they are funny and treat me well. I was a normal little girl. Until the cancer struck. I was only 14 when it hit, and it was the worst thing of my life. Watching my hair fall out and my body grow week before my eyes was devastating. I used to be a good athlete and do fun things, but at that time, all I could do was lie around in pain. It was torture.

6 years I battled my cancer, and finally I won. I graduated high school, and I took one year of college. Decided it really wasn’t my thing and decided to go free lance. Freaked my parents out, but a ton of people dig my art so now all I have time for is art to get everything done on time. My hair grew out and I was finally able to dye it and style it for the first time in forever. So now I just express myself and love of life. Things are going great, except for my non-existant love life. But who needs that?
≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
My main insecurity is people ignoring me and not liking me for who I am. I don’t like being left out and alone all the time. I do need people contact sometimes too. Plus I fear if I’m not around people, my cancer will come back because I wont feel human.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Mori

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Amaterasu
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Fire

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
My guardian is a dragon, made up of all the different colors of light. As you can see he seems to have no eyes, but he will still find you, and he will still kill you. His claws and teeth are sharp and scary, but his main feature is to take on any form he wants. So if he wants to be a man, boom. He wants to be a fish, splash! The options are endless! He also tends to be sarcastic, and makes good jokes. He also is very touchy, he doesn’t like people very much unless they prove themselves worthy.
≫ As far as partners go...
At fist, I was like, “HOLY ****! WHAT IS THAT?!!!” He really scared me there, thought I had a massive heart attack and some trippy illusion all in one moment! But I must say that I love his natural form, its so colorful and bright. It also makes him seem a lot like me, different and out there. Plus, dragons are the coolest things ever! After talking a bit with him, he also has an awesome sense of humor. We get together well.
≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
So I shoot a compound bow. Remember when I said I was good at sports? I was the Tokyo archery champion for accuracy when I was a freshman in high school. Never really lost that talent, so I now use it as my defense.

Originally Posted by Sezumie

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 精神/召喚 Spirits/Summons

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Megumi Araragi
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Megumi's fine, but only my friends call me Megu.
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Girl
≫ I was born ≪
Febuary 14, 1993 (20)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Guy, probably.
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Ina, Saitama, Japan(Small Town that no one has heard of.)

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I'm short as hell I'll tell you that. I'm only 5 feet no matter what I do. No amount of milk will make me grow any taller! I'm old, but my baby face makes me look so underage that I've had 16 year old teens flirting with me. I'm also a bit too skinny for my liking. I like to keep my hair long so it can cover my face, but my glasses get in the way and sometimes it looks a bit awkward. I have a lot of small scars on my arms and legs from a couple of accidents, but nothing too noticeable.

For the most part I look like some kind of scary living doll. I'm petite and pale, my hair is as plain as can be, and my choice of clothing is.... dolly and cute? I like to keep my best at all times, professionalism is something I'd like to keep up to my family name.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
I'm a bit two faced to be honest. At one side, I'm really shy. I don't really like to talk to a lot of people, and my circle of friends is very small. You would call it social anxiety, and you wouldn't be wrong, but I'm in the process of getting out of that, but I still have a hard time making eye contact with taller people. Friendship sounds like fun, but meeting new people doesn't

On the other hand I can be very sarcastic. A lot of strange things appeal to me, gore, horror, the occult, but at the same time it scares me. Sometimes I'm a bit of a sadist... I'd rather not offend any one, so I tend not to speak my mind, because I don't know if I could even stop if I started. So I'm very mixed in my feelings sometimes, but I know how to keep myself in line, so it doesn't tend to show on my face.

I always keep a calm and straight mind; strategy and quick thinking is my specialty. I plan a lot in my life, and ended up being quite organized, its very nice. Keeping a level head in times of crisis’s is one of my best qualities, besides being able to solve puzzles. I prefer to think realistically, for the real world calls for that kind of stuff, so I try to make the best of the situation as best as I can. Weirdly enough, I'm actually fearless in the face of death. It seems so objectified to me that I don't really care about it anymore.

Lets get to the downsides shall we? I'm a bit too realistic. If it seems impossible to me, I probably won't do it. Call me scared, call me lazy, but thats who I am. I'd rather not stick out in the world as some awesome person, if a few people notice me and love me for who I am then thats fine. People-wise, I'm terrified. Something in other people just doesn't call to me giving them hugs and such, so its safe to say that I'm not very affectionate either.

On the topic of realistically thinking, I also tend to think negatively, “I probably can't do that, thats impossible, it's not my cup of tea, etc,” I'm infamous for saying those things. Going out of my comfort zone rarely crosses my mind, but I'm not afraid of extreme sports: like skydiving and bungee jumping. What I don't like is doing something completely new. I don't want to be bad at it, even though its supposed to happen, so I choose to not try at all. I'm probably overly cautious, or a big worrywart, if you want it in easy to understand words.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
It was supposed to be me an another friend camping together. I really wanted to try to reach out and make new friends though, and if my friend was going, then I was going. Unfortunately, we got into different groups, so I got stuck with a bunch of strangers. I'm still not sure who any of these people are-- they look like nice folk and all, but I feel really nervous about this whole thing. I rarely go out of the house, and to be camping in some new district with a bunch of other people? Not my cup of tea. My parents seemed to like the idea since I didn't do anything else with my life but study for school.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
So let me tell you about my life. It wasn't very extravagant, but my mother has a really cool story behind her that I love sharing. So, she's from America, and is of Native American descent. She met my father, (who is Japanese-American) on a camping trip just like this one, and they seemed to hit it off right away. They exchanged mail addresses and everything when they had to part ways (because my Dad was headed back to Japan), and became pen pals.

Cute right? This was when they were young. 13-14 years old. Well, somehow they kept it up for years, and my mom decided to go visit him. After seeing each other for the first time in 5 years, they were delighted. They were 18-19 or so by that time, and they started dating. It was probably when they were 24-25, they decided to get married and live together in Japan. It was hard, because my mom had so much backstory in America, and has to leave a whole life behind. But if you saw her now she would shock you! She's so fluent in Japanese that she even taught and tutored me in English when I could speak. By the time I was in high school I was adept at both languages, and could speak properly. Around when I was 15, she and my dad took me to America to meet the rest of the family. I was so surprised at how different they looked, but they were so inviting and nice that I couldn't be bothered. Being the only child, I was the center of attention, getting remarks of being a beauty and whatnot, but I brushed it off.

I had to study to get into a good college. Mother had drilled into me by that point to do my best in college, and the rest will just fall into place, so I complied. Studying came first before friends, and I ended up not having too many. I lived life cautiously and safely, I didn't want to get hurt, and I didn't hurt others. I guess me myself was pretty boring. Somehow across the way, I stumbled across some occult websites, and ended up getting hooked onto the strange bone-chilling stories on these websites, and somehow made new friends. With these new friends we ended up going on dangerous adventures. We went into abandoned schools, into haunted forests, and went ahead to break every myth and ghost-related thing in existence in our small town. It was really fun then, but I got into a bunch of accidents and I eventually had to stop due to school.

Other than those capers, I didn't do much but study my ass off the rest of my life. It's not like they was anything else to do. It was a rural town, not a lot of stuff to do. Occasionally I would visit my grandparent's shrine and help out there, but most of the time I studied.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I'm afraid of trying something new, the unknown in the world, it scares me to no end. I don't want to do bad in anything I do, I don't want to fail in anything. Most of all, I don't want to lose those closest to me.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Hattori

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Inari, she is the goddess of success and life (spirits/summons)
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Spirit/Summons

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Do you see him?! Hes all bone and some sort of fire substance! Almost every part of him is extremely sharp to the touch and can pierce the skin at just that. Hes literally nothing but bones but something within his system makes him move together as a living being. I'm guessing its that blue fiery substance that I see holding the bones up; its probably what he actually is, but in order to aid me he had to conjure up some sort of physical body and this happened. Despite how fragile those bones look they're as hard as steel and somehow, he can swing them with the force of a wrecking ball. Basically his whole body is just a bunch of blades, burning fire and brute force.

He's able to call up allied spirits just by sending out a bit of his fiery substance in separate directions, but he says it takes up a lot of energy. The spirits do help fight and protect me though. I'm not sure how he does it but he can also summon wild animals to help us, from horses to small mice and birds, probably as escape. He tells me something about the aura in the world around me empowers him, and he can use this power as a defensive shield, or to shoot beams of dangerous energy.


≫ As far as partners go...
I think he's really terrifying. He doesn't really like anyone else besides me though, but I'm not too keen on being so friendly with a guardian made of sharp bones. Hes also messy and clumsy, and acts a bit like a playful dog, it's kind of cute? I guess? The only problem is that he craves my attention, and mine only, and I don't really want to give it all the time. Me personally I don't think I'm very fond or close with him, but he seems to follow my every beck and whim.

He really wants me to ride on his back and other things, but its not very easy since all the bones along his back are sharp as hell, so I think I'll stick to horses or whatever. He likes to scare me by suddenly falling apart, only to rebuild himself again with that stupid bony grin he has. It's quite frustrating sometimes; he tends to go on his own and do what he likes. Ugh, I just hope I don't lose him or just end up dead trying to get him out of trouble.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
A machete. I got accustomed to it when I used to go on those occult adventures in the forest, it's always been really handy.

Originally Posted by sadrain

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 治癒/Healing

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Suzanna Alvey.
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Suzanna will do fine, I can't stand being called Suzy.
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
woman.
≫ I was born ≪
July 11th, 1989, so I'm 24 for a short while longer.
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
man.
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Manchester, England (yes, I can speak with the accent, so sue me).

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
My dad used to say that I look just like my mother. I don't agree - she looks a lot more beautiful than me in the photos. For instance, her nose was smaller - I really don't like mine, but oh well. It could look worse.

Although I'm not red-head, I've got their complexion from my mother's family side - I usually burn, not tan, and I get a lot of freckles during summer, across my nose and cheeks. Sometimes, they don't disappear until middle of winter. I don't really mind.

I'm short. Like 5'5" short (although I don't stress about it, I don't like to be called shorty or kiddo), but I'm on the light side of weight scale, too, and have some muscles. But if I don't exercise and watch what I eat, I'd gain weight more quickly than others. I like to work out, but haven't had time for scheduled training for the past half year. I try to make up for it during weekends, though, but sometimes end up just sleeping in. My body shape isn't all flat and boyish as you could expect, although my curves aren't exactly to die for.

I've done some crazy things with my hair - dyed it in multiple colors and streaks, cut very short and grown out long, but currently it is in its natural brown color. I plan to let my hair grow now, perhaps shoulder-blade long. I'm trying to work on more girly look, you see. I usually dress in jeans, various types of tops and shirts (actual male shirts), jackets and vests. Skirt and dresses aren't really my thing, I don't think I look good in them (although I wish I did).

I adore crazy accessories and have a wide assortment of hats, earrings, hairpins, bracelets and such other things. I only don't like rings, it's hard to find ones that look good and fit on my small fingers. I have slender, nearly petite hands. I am not big on makeup, but I like to accent my eyes with eyeliner now and then. I really like my eye color, although it's common hazel.

As most tattoo artists, I have some tattoos of my own. This is on my left lower arm but this adorns my right shoulder. The lighting is bad in photo, they actually have same color scheme. I don't flaunt my tattoos like some people do, they're just part of who I am. When I am nervous, I tend to rub my left forearm where roses hide scars. I actually have a lot of scars all over my body, like a big one on my upper thigh, and except one they are self-inflicted. Usually, my clothes hide them and most of them look like random remains of injuries as they lack systematical placement. I am not ashamed of them anymore, but prefer not to talk about them either.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Oh boy, this could get lengthy. It's not like I'm super complicated person, but I'll feel the need to explain everything thoroughly so I'm not misunderstood - I hate when that happens.

Well, I guess that's where I should begin since I already touched the subject. I have a large assortment of things that I'm afraid of - being misunderstood, judged and disliked (either physically, as person or both), myself being too judgmental and shortsighted. Those are psychological ones. Then there is fears of height, speeding and car crashes, freezing to death. I've got past the phase where they rule me, like I've bungee jumped and I can express myself freely, but I'll probably carefully observe for signs that would hint you dislike me and if I find them, stress about it for a while. But I'm not going to pretend to be different than I am just so you'd like me.

I usually manage not to give into these fears, so I'm not the person to stay in corner with wide, fear filled eyes. In fact, I'm moderately social and talkative - I enjoy a good company, but appreciate some solitude, too. I feel more comfortable among people I know than strangers. I'm certainly not shy, but I feel better after I've got to know others and have an idea what is their opinion of me. I will much rather talk about you than about myself (hah, as if you'd believe that after all this amount I've written about myself), although I know sometimes being open about my issues and life helps the other to loosen up.

I am not the nosy kind of bothersome person, though, I respect everyone's privacy and choices. Respecting others is in general a big part of me. Unfortunately, my temper does get best of me sometimes and if someone's a stuck-up prick or a bully, they're not going to get one bit of respect from me. I wish I could avoid passing judgement on them, too, but they seriously need an attitude adjustments, no matter what they've went through. Besides, some people are jerks just because they can and no one has stood up to them.

I can be headstrong and a bit of rebel - I don't take well to being ordered around rudely. But if someone assumes a thoughtful, responsible role of a leader, I don't mind following him or her. I don't think I would like such role myself, as I get nervous when I'm center of attention. However, if I had to (or will have to, as counselor), my perfectionist nature won't let me be lazy and ignorant about my duties or my group.

My friends, and even strangers, have called me compassionate and helpful. It's true I genuinely enjoy helping others. Doesn't matter if you need hug, someone to hear you out, tips for learning something or finding band-aid for your cut finger, I would gladly help you. Even if you fall in the 'jerk' category, but then I might be sarcastic about it. But I can't just pass by and let people suffer in any way. I get too emotional about other people problem's too - I can't cry about mine, but cry about stranger's stories.

I think I'm trustworthy, I never share a secret that's been entrusted to me and I don't talk behind anyone's back - if I don't like you for some reason, I will say it to your face. Rumoring and lying is something I really hate and try to avoid it myself.

I am also patient. I will take my time to learn something until I feel assured I am really good at it. I love good music, art and I definitely have a weak spot for animals. Art has always been my way to vent myself and even after making it my work in a sense, I can't get enough or 'tired' of it. It's very important to me.

My friends describe me as bubbly ball of random ideas that just doesn't stop until my chosen destination, but that's probably somewhat over-exaggerated. In truth, most of my decisions are usually well-thought over and reasonable. Still, it's true I am a bit afraid to stop now that I've actually started to go somewhere with my life, so I keep going and going, looking for new things to accomplish... I think I'm observant and, hopefully, I'm not dumb. I know I've made some bad decisions in my life, but everyone has, right? I think I can keep my cool in chaotic situation.

I must admit I'm kind of temperamental and emotional (sensitive, even), but I don't like showing it. I really don't like showing it, actually. That's one issue I have to overcome, since it ends up badly for me if I bottle my emotions for too long, but more about that in my history. So, when I let my feelings out, it can be rather explosive. Well, that goes for negative ones. I don't mind sharing when I am happy - I love to laugh and smile, do it a lot when in good mood. And usually, I'm in good mood if things are going calmly. Of course, mood swings occur, but I try to keep my sourness to myself. I also can't tolerate someone yelling at me. I get instant urge to be louder, to be heard. Bad trait, I know. I'm battling it.

Sometimes, there's slight difference between my personality and how my attitude is towards some people. Mostly because I believe each person needs individual access - some need nurturing and support, others need to get shaken up roughly now and then or a mix of both. I'm not rude or anything, just every now and then deal out truth (or what I assume to be truth) in a harsh manner. But that goes with previously mentioned straightforwardness.

One thing I certainly am not is flirty. I just don't think I have the sex appeal for that. So, if I took liking to someone, I'd probably get somewhat scared at first and eventually blurt it out directly, without dropping hints and silly winks.

Hm, I think I should stop here. It's not like I can describe myself from every single angle in every possible situation. You will just have to find out what I missed yourself.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
This camp is perfect practicing place with its self-seeking purpose. I know there will be plenty of people who just want to have fun and party, so my personal goal is to find the ones who have issues and attempt to bond with them, help them. I am sure I will find out more about myself in the process, too. I was surprised counseling position doesn't require degree in psychology or counseling, but it certainly worked in my favor.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
Although I stated that I'm from Manchester, I spent most of my childhood moving from one place to another, due to my father's work. I lost my mother when I was four to cancer, I can barely remember her and when I look at photos, it feels like I can recognize some scenes, but at the same time, I feel detached from them.

So, all my childish attachment went to him. He was my idol, my hero - everything that little girls often picture their fathers to be. I just wished he would be home more. He was stern, but very smart and kind. He knew just how to deal with me and my brother Joseph who is six years older than me. Joseph was always kind of wild and got in all kinds of troubles while I was the quieter one. I preferred books to TV, liked to learn and couldn't find much common with kids around my age. It didn't bother me much, since I had my dad and brother. Joseph did look at me more than minion than anything since I was gullible for a long time and did his pranks for him. Our relationships went sourer when I started to refuse to do his bidding or back up his lies.

And drawing... That always took up good deal of my time. I made illustrations for all my favorite stories and fairy tales and even dreamed of becoming a cartoon artist. As classes were sometimes boring for me, all my school notebooks were filled with doodles that I got berated about, but dad always laughed and encouraged me to continue drawing and imaging.

My father died in car accident when I was ten. It was horrible for me and it definitely broke something in Joseph, too. Maybe the cage that our dad had always put on him with his eyes that saw through all his lies, firm hand that landed on Joseph's shoulder and calmed him when he thrashed around in anger. Either way, after that he changed.

We moved to live with our aunt Emily - dad's unmarried sister - back in Manchester, since dad's fiancee Stephanie couldn't take us in, having no rights (but she did help us financially and I actually saw her in completely different, better light after dad's death). My life just went downhill from then. I was a chubby, nerdy kid that everyone picked on. Everything I said made them laugh as if I was weird. I missed my father horribly, I wanted his support and understanding, I didn't want to be alone and 'wrong'. I didn't know what to do anymore.

Now, if that would have been all, I could probably handle it. But life at home was hell. My aunt's a good person, but she couldn't handle my brother's pathological lying and rebelling. He stole money, got drunk and in trouble with police. Every day, there were argues and I had no one to talk about my problems. I just wanted peace, to fit in. My grades dropped and the kids kept mocking me because now I was 'stupid' and I felt ashamed, but couldn't focus on my studies anymore. We also had plenty of financial problems because of Joseph and aunt's low paying job. I didn't feel secure anywhere at all.

Of course, all of this didn't happen in one month or even just one year. I was down to the point I didn't want to go to school or stay home around age of thirteen. That is when I started to hurt myself when Joseph and Emily were screaming. First I chewed my lips until they bled, then I just kept kicking feet against table legs until I got bruises and eventually, cut myself. It brought and bound me to present moment, myself, helping me block out yelling and I could tell myself I'm crying because of physical pain, not because I'm pointless, worthless, empty shell. My notebooks were filled with depressive, suicidal drawings.

Joseph finally moved out when I was fifteen. And after few months, my aunt finally noticed the bruises and cuts, since I had stopped to go the extra length to make them in hard to see places - it's not like anyone cared, right? At first I lied to her, but eventually spilled the beans. She was shocked, but also felt very guilty. She contacted Stephanie behind my back about which I was very hurt about at first, but Stephanie payed for my therapy and I slowly got out of my dump.

It was - is - a slow process, but I managed to fix up my grades some. I was still goalless, though, but too embarrassed to admit it. I was ashamed of everything - the fact I wasn't brave my problems without harming myself, that I had failed to graduate as good as I could have - and my scars constantly reminded that to me. No therapist could get that out of me, they made me feel weaker than I was. I took up part-time job in a store, so my days wouldn't be as empty and I'd help Emily some.

When I turned eighteen, I had just one wish: to make my scars disappear. For that purpose, I went to tattoo parlour. There, middle aged tattoo artist listened to me carefully and asked if I realized that tattoo is a permanent thing. I answered to him that I don't think I could regret having tattoo any more than I would regret what I would hide underneath it. He took my arm and inspected it, looked at me and said in understanding kind tone: "Then let's turn these into something beautiful."

I started to bawl there and then and he comforted me by simply putting a hand on my shoulder as once my father used to. I think in that moment, I began my true healing. It helped me more than all of therapy I had went through. I realized, I still have a future, my ugly parts of life can be changed, become something that will overpowered by beauty I will let in my life. And I stopped to be ashamed of what I had done, my scars.

It sounds awfully cheesy, that's why I don't really share it, but after I got my tattoo, I realized - I want to be someone like that man. I wished to become tattoo artist. I kept working in store to pay for courses to gain certificate while looking for practice place. Jeff took me in and taught me a lot of things and after I got my certificate, I started working at his place. We split rent in two, it's really not that bad. I think he would like to become something more than just my friend, but I'm not quite sure I would like that. It could make things awkward, besides I'm not sure I feel for him that way... But I will just have to see when I come back from camp. Maybe I end up missing him a lot?

I've been working as tattoo artist for nearly three years now. It's not much, but in this time, I've grown up a lot. I've dared to do things and overcome my fears. And I think I've helped people. I've talked people out of getting their current SO's or ex's names or faces on their skin, I've let them cry out their pain about the break up, I've turned memories into beautiful and unique tattoos... Well, I could go on, but this gets more rosy with each word, doesn't it? I guess I just like to believe I do something important, even if on minor level.

Whatever the reason, people do actually talk to me often during the process, venting out things and some come back to thank me for the conversation, not just tattoo. So, I figured I'd like to get a degree in psychology. I'm not sure I would want to become psychologist, but knowing more about this all could help me with my client and myself, too. I attended two smaller courses over last year and plan to start attending this fall. Before that, I would like to test myself in the camp, however. Maybe that's not really the thing for me?

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
My biggest fear and insecurity is that I won't get over all my fears. Ironic, isn't it? As I stated previously in personality description, I have a lot of fears that make my life and believing in myself harder - sometimes it seems like I won't ever get rid of them all. I'm trying, though, and I think best way to do that is to help others, seeing what I am actually capable of.

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Naoe

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Sukuna-Biko-Na
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
healing.

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
His powers are not as directly lethal as that of most other guardians, but by no means he is weaker than them. Normally, he isn't exactly material, but he can focus his power to create claws and teeth of energy that cut through flesh (and other things) just as good as those of actual snow leopard would or even better. It also means he is not as easy to harm in physical sense and to top it off, he is agile and fast. And let's not forget his wings.

Similarly, he can create strangely warm body for me to snuggle into when I need healing myself. His presence then soothes my pains and injuries quite literally. When it is other people that need help, his spirit enters me and grants me the ability to heal. I don't think we could regrow a lost limb or bring someone to life, but there's still a lot we could mend. On top of it, he brings knowledge of medical herbs to me with joining.

But besides this, he also dabbles into other aspect of goddess that blessed him - rain. I know he can adjust weather, calling forth rain or thick fog. It is excellent for hiding me, although the disadvantage is that it hides enemies, too. But then he can warn me, as the fog does not obscure his eyesight so much.

I think he could go through objects like ghosts, but I've not seen him do that. There hasn't been need for it, too. Sometimes, I wonder if I could climb on his back and fly, when he has more physical body. That would be amazing. I'll ask him about it sometime.

≫ As far as partners go...
He is absolutely amazing. Ever since one of my clients wanted a butterfly winged ocelot as her tattoo, I've been kind of obsessed with concept of winged felines. Graceful and majestic on land and in air... The thought fascinates me. He fascinates me. He is wise, powerful, kind - everything one could wish their guardian to be. My trust in him is absolute.

When he joins me, I feel him as a separate mind and I associate him with a more human-like form, but I don't think he can actually assume it. It doesn't really matter since anyone who would think he is lesser creature just because he is animal-spirit truly would be a fool.

He seems to be very protective of me, sometimes expressing dislike for other campers that get too close to me, especially if I am hurt (physically or emotionally) and I'd call him possessive if he wasn't so caring. He is like a father protecting his cub, in my opinion. I think we're a team, a truly great one even, perhaps more bonded than other campers and their guardians as our minds actually join.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Back in my old life in England, I actually have a permit to have pistol for self-defense after some incident. So, I picked up a gun, here, too. It's called tanegashima, but basically is an arequebus, which is lighter than musket. Well, it still weights about 5 kg (11 lbs), but as mentioned I've got some muscle so it's not that bad. It's not as accurate as bow, but it has got way more power. I hope I never have to use it against a regular human. Besides this, I know some basic punching and kicking moves.

Originally Posted by Artifex

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 光暗い/Light-Dark

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Artifex
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Arty
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Female
≫ I was born ≪
December, 28, 1990 (23)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Man
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
Toronto, Ontario, Canada

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
As pale as a natural red head can be, which of course, is excessively so. Let me put it this way, I do not tan. I'm either white or I'm red-a true Canadian! Ha! That said, even when it's hot out I tend to wear some sort of covering-usually a top with see-through sleeves, or straight up mesh.

My eyes, unlike the picture, are actually a greenish blue and I stand about 5'11" tall! Yeah, I'm probably taller than every girl here, you're probably jealous of my legs to, well deal with it!

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Some people call me a scaredy cat but there are certain things I just don't like. I don't like spiders, I can't stand small spaces oh! And blood. I can't see it, smell it, touch it *shudder* I can barely think about it without getting queasy. You have a paper cut? Take it somewhere else sister!

On a brighter note I love games! Especially brain teasers. Chess is so fun but nobody ever wants to play anymore so I usually have to go with sports or something else. I generally get along with everybody-some people call me a social chameleon because I can act a little differently depending on who's around but it's not on purpose I swear! I just love people of all kinds! My favourite thing to do in the world is bring a smile to someone's face.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
I'm an adult now, well I guess I have been for awhile, but I've been pretty lost lately. I don't know what I'm doing with my life and to be honest, sometimes I just don't know who I am anymore. I lost myself a long time ago and until I can figure that out again... I'm stuck going nowhere.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
I had a pretty good childhood growing up. Typical loving parents, plenty of friends but I had two really close ones. Anthony and Elizabeth. We did everything together, the three amigos, inseparable.

One day we were playing hide and seek, Lizzy was It so Tony and I took off to hide. We found this really great spot, an old shack-like place that had been boarded up. It was barely in bounds of the game but it totally counted, so we snuck in and tucked ourselves into a back closet and hid. I don't remember exactly how it happened because it was really dark in there but something snapped above us and a bunch of stuff fell. I was fine but I could hear something heavy had dropped on Antony's side. I called for him but he didn't answer, there was a sickly smell mingling with the dust in the air. I stepped forward into something wet and reached out in the dark.

My hand touched something wet and sticky and... hairy. It was Antony's caved in skull, somehow I knew exactly what it was and quickly retreated back to my side of the closet. I couldn't even scream, I tried and tried but every breath was filled with the smell of blood. I couldn't get the door open either, I was trapped.

I don't know how long I stayed there, hours probably. Lizzy had given up trying to find us and when we didn't come when she called, she had to get the grownups involved. A search party went out, whoever checked the shack must have seen the blood pooling out the bottom of the door, otherwise I'm not sure they would have found me at all.

Lizzy and I fell out of touch after that. I don't remember a whole lot of the next few years, we moved around a lot but eventually I started talking to people again.

Eventually I started smiling again, and now here we are.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I talk to myself sometimes, yes it's weird but it's like my voice is me and the voice in my head is... well... someone else. But I'm not crazy okay? Sometimes I just... sound crazy...

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, Caeca

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Izanami, goddess of creation and death
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Light/Dark

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
There is no known form of Caeca, all that is ever seen of her is a series of bright masks where her own form is shrouded in darkness, unseen. The darkness can be shaped as her tools while the light is there for clarity and purpose. She is in all things, a part of all things, begins all things and ends all things.

≫ As far as partners go...
Caeca is strange, on one hand I love her, she is warm and protective but she is just as easily harsh and cold and that can get confusing sometimes.

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
When it comes right down to it I like a small blade in my hand. I like to get up close and personal, to feel the life of my enemy, to hold their fate in my hands as they slip closer to death with every drop of beautiful blood.
...
Wow, where did I that come from? Oh no, if I was stuck without any powers I would probably just stay back. I'm not so good with face-to-face confrontation.

The Other Characters

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 時間/Time

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Yerik Steitz
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Yerik or Yeri
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
dude
≫ I was born ≪
April 12th (77 but looks 20)
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
anything that loves me
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
the past, present, and future

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
I have rosy pink eyes and teal hair. I stand about 5-7 and I'm just over 100 pounds. I'm a lot older than I look, but I know how to keep my skin from aging. Coconut butter does wonders, as does honey! I have some jewels below my left eye and I wear some jewelry in my hair. I also have my ears pierced.

Oh, I should probably mention that I can turn into the time dragon. Yup. I have an in-between stage, too. When I'm just about to cross into that phase, my hair shifts to a darker shade of teal. Spiffy, right?

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
Lousy and childish. Seriously, he's really both. When he's being cheeky and childish, he's quite the fun guy. He really knows how to party and have a grand old time. But when he's ailed by his age, he's quite the bitter lousy old man. He can be a rip-roaring grouch and downright nasty. All in all, though, he's usually pretty upbeat, cheeky, and a bit sarcastic. He often likes to joke and he will, more than likely, pull pranks on you and your friends. For being an old man, he really is quite like a child.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
I didn't apply. I'm the one that picked who was going to travel back in the past to aid me. Duh.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
What past? I have no past. Everyday if the present for me since I can go back and forth whenever I want.

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I'm actually the old fart that owns the camp you kiddies went to. I'm immortal due to my ability to control time. Sweet, yah?

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✘ - - - - - - - - - - This is my partner, ME ;D

≫ My guardian is blessed by the Japanese deity ≪
Yerik the Sexy Time Dragon
≫ Because of this, my guardian wield's the power of ≪
Time and sexiness ;D

≫ Let me explain my guardian some...
Yup, I can control time and I can make people time travel. Fancy, right? Oh, and my skin is flawless. And have you seen my pecks? You will swoon. I am seriously the hottest grandpa you've ever seen. Admit it.

≫ As far as partners go...
I dun have a partner. Oh wait... I do. She's pretty chill. She's my apprentice. I'm getting old so I make her do everything. Psh, poor lassie. I make her bath me. One day... I will get her to bath naked with me. Until then, I shall dream~!

≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Fighting? Oh please, I'm told old for that. If I had to use something, I suppose my cane would work.

Originally Posted by CrimsonShadow

✘ - - - - - - - - - - 時間/Time

≫ This is the name on my birth certificate ≪
Lady Kaihime Chaiasa
≫ But at camp I want people to call me ≪
Chai or Chaiasa
≫ As you can tell, I'm a ≪
Woman
≫ I am ≪
27
≫ And I want to fall in love with a ≪
Man
≫ Oh, I'm from ≪
The Kantō region

≫ As far as appearance is concerned, this is what I have to say...
Hmm..well I’m about 5’ 6”, very tall for an Asian women during my time period. Yes I know weird right? I was blessed with my mothers curves and I work out a lot. Not so much work out as totally kicking some ass. So yeah, my body is a lean mean killing machine.
My black hair falls to the middle of my waist. I have a couple of tattoo’s that took weeks to complete. I live in ancient Japan so I had to do them the traditional way. Japanese symbols go down my spine. My left thigh has a warrior going into battle, it’s totally sick. Right forearm is an intricate compass. Top of my left shoulder blade has more Japanese symbols. Now my eyes, totally cool. They’re a piercing gold. I love using kohl around my eyes to make them glow even more. I tend to always wear my hair in intricate braids, especially if I’m going into battle. You will never see me in traditional garb. Do you know how hard it is to fight in a kimono? I’ve found these black suit things that I wear. They hug my body and let me use my wickedly flexible body without restraints. I’m most always in the suits as I need to fight at anytime. I got me some leather soled ankle boots for shoes.

≫ Personality wise, I'm...
A fierce warrior and loyal to the extreme. I have one of the strongest minds around and will most always take leadership. I’m not some stinking delicate flower and I will definitely let you know that. Sure I can be a bit cocky at times but I never come off rude. I respect people. I’m actually quite humble for the most part and I will always protect the people I care about with my life. When I need to be serious you can bet your ass I’ll be serious. Though I’m known to crack a smile from time to time. When it comes to battle there is nothing more serious on this earth.

≫ So why did I apply for camp? Well, let me explain...
Psh, I didn’t apply for any camp. Hello? I’m from ancient Japan remember? If anything you’re in my camp now. Let’s see if I can whip you into shape.

≫ On the topic of me, I should probably explain my past...
Based off of This awesome lady!
Oh boy, this is going to be fun. I’m from the Kantō region where I helped my father destroy people in battle. Everyone was shocked. A Princess being a Samurai? Unheard of. But I wanted to help my father. I had always been an extremely good fighter, but I needed something extra. So I pleaded with the God’s and Goddesses and they granted me my wish. I had went from a really good fighter, to being the best warrior humans had ever seen. I have a special gift that helps me when I fight. I can speed and slow time whenever I need to. When I slow time down the people affected feel extreme cold and frost will appear over their bodies. When I speed it up the opposite happens. You’re hot and it feel’s like your skin is burning. Sorry suckers but I have no control over that.

I fought along side my father until the Titan’s appeared. This is why the God’s and Goddesses made me the best. They somehow knew they needed a warrior to fight them. So I left my fathers side and joined this new battle. My life is about fighting the Titan’s and ending them for good. (INSERT XAV’S GUIDE NAME HERE) and I have been together ever since. He like’s to say he’s taught me everything he know’s. I like to say it’s the other way around. The man is my best friend and partner in crime. You touch him and I’ll chop your friggin hand off got it?

≫ For fun, I'll let you in on a little secret...
I fear that I’m going to lose someone in my life. It’s my biggest fear and one that I work hard at to make sure it never comes to light.

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≫ Now, a guardian is great and all, but sometimes you just need to take things into your own hands...
Guardian? Ha! I don’t need a guardian. I am a guardian. I have a samurai sword that is on my person at all times. I have a sheath that I wear on my back for it. The sword was my fathers and his fathers before that and so on. He passed it down to me when he realized what was in store for his daughter. I also carry around a few throwing knives here and there. You never know what else I have up my sleeve. I’m tricky like that. I enjoy learning how to use new and exciting weapons.

Important Links and Information

Link to the recruitment thread. The actual roleplay is here.

Roommate pairings can be found here.

Let's cut the ribbon and begin our grand welcome to... Gādian no Taitō: The OOC!

Yes, OOC thread! *hugs it and stalks Xavi's profile in the making*

I just realized... I need to work on my dude. O.O I wonder where he should be from. I'm totally feeling Massachusetts so he can call the water fountains bubblers. And he can drop 'Rs'. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, Bostonians say things like... ca (car), the haba (harbor), New Yaka (New Yorker), rula (ruler), Flada (Florida), etc. It drives me crazy! I'm like... aren't you supposed to be smart?

It's not about being smart, but accent.
And sounds nice! Well, not accent, but working on your guy char. xD
I'm curious to see what characters pile up together here. *pats Mikhail's hair*

Me too! I love reading character profiles! Can't wait to see what comes in :3

I think it will be variety of very different personalities/outlooks on life, hehe.

If there are any corrections to be made for mine so that it works, let me know. xD

-slinks onto the page- rawr

Rawr? o: *looks at Kiyoto questioningly*

OH GOD! I just realized I left out the weapons section. XD

Yes... Yes, you did. Wait, you mean, for Guardians or humans?

For the humans. Guardians gotta rest sometimes! XP

I decided to go with a Byakko theme for a guardian o0o. Since he is already in a way part of japanese/Chinese folklore, it would work.

Hahaha.
But how many would know how to use one? XD;

Most of them probably won't know how to use it. A few might (mainly the camp counselors). For the most part, they will have to struggle with learning the weapon. Granted, if they were ever in danger and needed to fight, their deity would step in and control the battle for them. A guardian won't rise for a small fight. They only come out when a threatening titan arrives.

Yeah, it's a valid point.

Can I change up my char's age for one year before he's accepted?

Also, I was thinking, you mentioned summer camps normally have more people, maybe they were supposed to have more, but 2nd group was meant to arrive week later, so the first can get used, etc. But as we know, they just didn't have chance to arrive and join, because timelines shifted. o:

Sure! Just make the changes and I'll throw it up.

And all the campers arrived at the same time. Only the 'chosen 10' were selected to go to this altered timeline. The best part is, while they think it's been about a year, it's really only been a few hours, if even. So the timeline in very skewed in their favor. ^_^

Oh my, something for Mikhail to be proud of, lol? XD

Geez, they live a year, come back a different person (in some aspects) and end up in same day of their original life that they should now have the courage to live as they want.

... Nice package. Let's not forget adventures for free.

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Also, I just gained +10 love for Anna. People (or characters) with love for photography - x3 in my books. xD Usually. And her fear's totally... d'aww. In a sense. >.>

'tis a good thing the camp is all about discovering oneself and such! I figured it would be a fun twist. They go into these epic battles and come back to 2014 only to realize it hasn't even been a day. Talk about finding yourself! :D

Anna was really fun to write! She has parts of my personality as well as traits that I wish I had/am working toward. I did decide to chose an insecurity I had prior to finding my beau. I was going to use my current one (the fear of being alone) but, her being single and prude, well... it just wouldn't work.

Aww. Well, she seems really fun, both to play and interact. ;) And makes a whole lot of sense. I wonder what their interactions will end up like. Probably... "woah, she's cool... O: *stays out of her way, most of the time*"

Talking about chars having something from us... Mikhail is a total mix, he has something from a friend of mine, me and just general knowledge of how some families live/treat their children. AND OF COURSE FANTASY, like that game dev. thing. I actually researched, rofl. How much is of each, that will remain undisclosed.
I ended up liking his 1st person profile better than 3rd one.

I always feel like the first person would can show more personality because you write it as if you were your character. Makes things fun and sometimes it's nice to step away from third person.

To be honest, Mikhail is WAY nicer and cooler than Billy is shaping out to be. I've been pulling traits from my boyfriend and I've been making them worse than they really are. Oops~! XD