Name: (Self-Explanatory.)

Gender: (Same as above.)

Age: (There's no limit to this one. Just know that you're probably going to get killed if you're a ten-year old Hunter.)

Appearance: (Regardless of who your character used to be, you're a Hunter now. Good gear means less time in scrubbing your remains away.)

Magic: (Magic does exist in the World of Wasted Dreams but comes at a price. The only elements that exist include Fire, Blood, and Shadow. Any magic user immediately draws ill omen to their character.)

Weapon: (Your Hunter can carry up to three weapons at a time, ideally a blade, a firearm, and something special. Keep in mind that Iredele is a backwards land so only old century weapons are permitted.)

Personality: (2-3 paragraphs is ideal, but we're not gonna deny you if you can only get one out.)

Bio: (As your Hunter cannot remember their time spent in the real world, their bios can be as vague or detailed as you want. However, all characters must include reference or mention to a hospital in their bio.)

Other: (Anything the above didn't already cover.)

1. No Godmodding.

2. Although there is no posting order, I strongly recommend that you wait at least two turns before posting again. In other words, no speedposting. If there is constant interaction between characters back and forth, please take the time to collab instead of clogging up the IC.

3. Although you all start out relatively alone, relationships between characters are strongly encouraged. Makes it more amusing to both me and my Co-GM.

4. Discussion in the OOC is nice, but if there is prolonged heated argument, take it in the PMs. Otherwise, I will solve the problem....quickly.

5. RPers who suddenly lose interest or leave without saying anything are discouraged. I strongly suggest you either inform me or the Co-GM of your leave of absence. If it’s an emergency, then at least tell us it is. We're reasonable people.

6. No controlling other people's characters. On that note, no killing other people's characters unless you have permission.

7. If you have any problems, questions, comments, or concerns, please do not hesitate to either let me or KoL know.

8. Have fun. Or I will make you have fun 0)_(0

Name: Kenji Nakamura

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Appearance:

Magic: Blood

Weapon: Cross Spear, and a knife similar to the one seen in the appearance picture above.

Personality: Kenji is highly intelligent and analytical, but does nothing without a firm understanding of what the risks are, especially to himself. He's also a staunch believer in honest pay for honest work, though "pay" in many cases may be relative to what he needs at the moment. He's not entirely selfish, and is willing to help people or act altruistically, but he very much values his own life above the lives of others and it shows. He finds himself equally terrified and curious of this new world, and seeks to understand it as much as survive it. Preferably, however, he'd like to do this through study, from behind a very thick set of walls, rather than venture out into the nightmarish landscape.

To those first meeting him, Kenji often comes off as cold and aloof, perhaps even arrogant. Any of these things might be an accurate assessment, all told, but in truth Kenji doesn't have much skill in the way of social interaction. He hates small talk, claiming that it's pointless, but in actuality it's probably because he has no idea how to do it. Any time he speaks to someone it's because he has a clear goal; either ask a question and gain information, or present a statement relevant to the situation at hand. He's not opposed in the slightest, however, to working with others--indeed, he'd much rather be in a group, rather than all alone on this dangerous night.

Aside from his off putting speech patterns and lack of sociability, perhaps Kenji's biggest flaw comes from his own intelligence. He tries to consider every possible outcome of a situation and minimize risks, often to the point of freezing up and not taking any action at all out of a fear of the unknown. Combined with his quiet nature, it can make him appear slow-witted, and it's a definite danger in this world where the Hunters must put themselves at risk every night...

Bio: A late night at the school, attending to student council business...a long walk home, as a street light flickered. Running footsteps, a girl's voice. Then her face, which would have been cute if not for the twisted smile and the insanity in her eyes. A knife digging into his stomach. White walls, the smell of sterile plastic and rubber. A constant beeping sound he wished would stop, many voices over him. A blood red fog, a cloud that thickened and darkened. Another girl, though this one's face was kind. Then blackness.

Then two bright blue moons, and a world of nightmares.

Other: Surprisingly fit for such a nerdy sort.