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I'm doing good, my phone has been acting up but I'm getting my relationships sheet done~





I edited more to Kieran's personality~


Would it be possible for me to reserve Pisces? I had an idea for a character with that certain zodiac sign.
I'm interested~
The air was heavy and it burned away the insides like a flame caught in one's throat and eyes. A tall figure wearing a gas mask and a long coat stood above the bodies of innocent people whose's only crime was existing. The figure looked at the bloody and blistered body of a young white haired child, he must've died screaming and crying moments before the gas burned away his insides. The figure walked again seeing piles upon piles of bodies both young and old, all died painfully and all by the figure's hand. The figure couldn't hold back tears any more, but the mask hid his pain from the world.

This was not a nightmare. It was a memory, a memory of his biggest regret.




Crowley gasped as he grasped for his mask. He grabbed nothing but thin air, the man was a mess to say the least. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was knotted as well as greasy, he looked hungry and thirsty. Crowley has been a vagabond ever since the ishvalen war, after the war he was to be a war hero for his part in the senseless murders of innocent, once he destroyed how to recreate his infamous mustard gas transmutation circle he was marked as a war criminal for destroying a valuable resource, a valuable and deadly resource. And ever since then he has been on the run from the military to not be executed for his crimes, he would be willing if it was by the hands of the ishvalen he has killed but no, he was to be killed by the people who has commanded him to kill children in cold blood.

Crowley sighed and he left the shady alley into the bright desert city of Liore. This will be a long day he could tell already with the sun beating at him.
Name:
Renee Freeman

Age:
25

Gender:
Female

Appearance:


Personality:
A light hearted joker, with an affable laugh and a bright smile. She is always beaming and always has a smile on her face either just cause or for more dubious reasons. She loves jokes, pranks and puns and will approve of them, no matter how terrible or cringe worthy they are. But she has a rarely seen dark side.

History:
Her parents died before she could remember and was raised by her uncle and auntie. Her parents were military and  her extended relatives were pranksters as well as alchemist, a deadly but amamzing mix. Renee was sent to the miltary when she was of age, she showed promise in close combat even besting alchemist. But her life turned upside down when she lost her feet during combat by land mines. But she didn't let that stop her she kept moving and soon enough got automail feet to help her fight yet again. But by the time she was combat ready the war had ended. And now she lives with the automail.

Main form of combat:
A close Combatant by using Automail feet and as back up she uses a combat knife if her feet are unable to be used.
For distant comabt she uses a simple handgun.

Equipment:
Carbon Fible Automail
Handgun
Combat Knife

Name:
Crowley Bianca / The Toxic Alchemist

Age:
 31

Gender:
Male

Appearance:


Personality:
Crowley is a passive, cautious and emotional man. He is driven by his emotions and morals but also of guilt to do what he thinks is best. He's guilty over in his role in life and wishes to changes his life to something that mashes better with him. He's open minded but yet questions everything new or dangerous.

History:
Born to a Xing refugee and a state alchemist. Crowley developed his father Alchemy skills and his mother's fighting style. Crowley joined the army young and was an infamous alchemist during the Ishvalan rebellion where he killed many rebels by inventing a new gas which he called sulphur mustards, but many people called Mustard Gas. A gas that has a violent reaction towards people, causing a slow and painful death. At first he didn't want to use it due to ethical reasons but was forced by the miltary due to its usefulness. Due to this he had one of the highest kills number in the miltary. After the war Crowley has been suffering from guilt and regret, he destroyed the recipe on how to make mustard gas after the war, he's the only one who knows how to make it and he vowed to never take a another life as long as he lives.

Main form of combat:
A powerful and skilled Alchemist in the field of Chemicals and gases. He can create gases out of thin air with his engraved glove and can manipulate water as well as turn into powerful acids with his other engraved glove. Without alchemy he learned of a Xing fighting style based around the use of thin needles to incapacitate attackers in a nearly bloodless and painless manner, taught to him by his mother.

Equipment:
Two engraved gloves.
Thin needles
This seems interesting so I keep an eye on this, and see where it goes
I've been out of school for awhile so I'm really getting have to get the hang of it again~
Glad to see people are still around
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