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well, you have prosumably sent out the message where you ask for something from each of us. It is explained in your rules and such :3

Can I say I get the collar in my post? I kinda want something and I dont know... and wait, we're restarting right?

Well, not to much on the bio but I think you'll get it...

Appearance first: Nero has hair a silvery white, and his eyes are Amber in color. He often wears the parts of a three pice suit when he can, although he forgoes the blazer jacket. When he has to wear a jacket he wears a long flowing silk and cashmere trench coat, and when you look at the silk lineing inside you can find many inscriptions in various languages. His skin is incredibly pale, and he almost never sleeps giveing his eyes that sort of cereal killer look. He is incredibly attractive, but its not easy to pick out why. Name: Nero Alexander. Age: 16 Year: 3rd Normal or Supernatural (as in, what are you?): Personality: Cambion, he is the half demon offspring of a mortal woman and an incubas. He has inherited a physical attractiveness and a prepencety for the magical arts. Bio: Nero is was born when his mother was drugged and offered to his father during a ceremony, shortly after the 'cult' that did it was finished and he was put up for adoption. He was adopted by a gentleman scholar who dabbled in demonology and from a young age he figured out his parenthood. Over time he learned a few tricks from some of the old tomes his adoptive father owned, and his above average intellect got him easily through school. In time he got a scholarship to the school and he began his time their recently. How you came to the school (did you transfer or are you a Year 1 student? Did you receive and invitation or did you have to apply to the school first? Scholarship or rich parents?): His adoptive father 'wasted' his sizeable extra income on old tomes of magic and demonology, so he had to get in on scholarships. He was invited to the school under 'special circumstances'. Preferred Dorm: Dorsy Hall

The collar thing?

Vul smiled and seat back a bit, thankful he didn't fall. But when sh asked him he grimaced. "No. I think I might need a bit more help. We know this was no accident but I was nowhere near close enough to her to know who or what might have wanted to kill her. I think I need another set of eyes other than yours to help me find out what's going on in this place. If we're all like... Us. Then somethings going on and the nurses arm't telling us "

Maybe, though I'd really like to have more people and the other guy needs to rewrite his Cs or whatever.

I'm going to write a character, I just need to find something non-obvious.

"Fighting is my life, as it is to all but the craftsmen of weapons in my ancestral homeland of ironthorn. I carry the blade of my fathers, and I wear the holy regalia of my people. This will be my home long after I earn my freedom, so yes I feel the same way as you about this place." Alexander said, tossing the coin onto the counter and receiving his bread. "I'll kill When bidden, but when my sponcer has me stop I will. At least here I can truly vennerate the ironthorn blood that runs through my veins and my sword, I can be a warrior like one of my people aught to be."

soo..... first fight's over with