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Billy remained as calm as he could in the plane as the captain was making his announcements, trying to remember the procedures that will result in him keeping his own life. Grabbing the air mask, he started to breath normally. While the others were somewhat in a panic Billy kept himself cool. Until......

WHAM! One turbulence bump was a little too much for him as he hit his head on the back of his chair. Thankfully he didn't have his tray down, who knows what may have happened if that had occurred.

Shortly after his black-out, Billy was awakened after feeling the salt water wade into his socks and shoes. The plane had hit and was beginning to sink! Billy tried to get his wits together. He noticed that some passengers were leaving via the life raft. At least what looked like a life raft, to Billy it looked like a giant orange blur. Billy was near sighted and lost his glasses during the turbulence.

Quickyl Billy grabbed what he could and unbuckled himself. He grabbed his briefcase and glasses and started to head out toward the orange blob which became slightly clearer. He put his eyeglasses to his eyes and felt a small scrape and cut that would accompany his headache.

Billy took off the glasses and saw that they were broken during the blackout, they were now useless to him. "Dang it" Billy told himself as he tossed them to the side and quickly got into the raft.

As the raft cast off with some other passengers, Billy checked himself. His phone still worked, no bars obviously, but hey, he still had his showtunes. He turned off the phone to conserve power, he may need it later. His eye glass kit was still with him, though it's purpose deflated with no eyeglasses to use. And his briefcase with belongings thankfully was still intact. His new shoes were ruined however, along with the bottom of his pants. But overall, now too many injuries...wait.

Billly however didn't all too well. Along with the headache, he felt a warm liquid on the side of his head, he felt the side. Blood. He was starting to bleed from the head wound.
"Is anyone on this raft a doctor? I'm bleeding!"
Hello Y'all, I'm a late addition to this game. I wish the best of luck to whoever got the character I created! (Unless it was already chosen and I've missed it.)
Name: Billy Belling

Age: 29

Height and Weight: 6'4 and 199 pounds.

Personality: Billy is extremely business oriented. He's hard working and never goofs off. He will not stand for misbehavior or immature attitudes. After a while, he'll go as insane as those around him if he focuses too much on correcting them. He is blunt and is not afraid to call out those who aren't doing their job. When angry, he'll throw his glasses to the ground. Billy is very book smart, but as with people skills, he lets his hands on people do that. But he'll occasionally actually give a correct response to a personal problem and show that he somewhat cares for people's well being. When threatened, he puts his mind before his fists, trying to outsmart the foe. Overall, he's just trying to do what's right.

History (Your life before the plane crash, etc): Before the plane crash, Billy was working as an executive of advertising at Jerky Industries, a company that distributes the some of the world's finest beef jerky. He was hoping to use their new product in an effort to put a war against the old and entice the public to buy both. He has a praise worthy resume, but in reality, he was nothing but a tight....you know. His hobbies include micro-managing, golfing, and watching Prowrestling (A guilty pleasure).

Billy is the only child in his family. He lived in upper-middle class suburbia with access to the finest assets in life. Five Star Meals, High Quality Shakespeare Theatre, an impressive library, the works.

When not working, Billy lives home, alone. Billy was a guy who understood how people worked, but not enough to actually make a connection with them. So he mostly reads plays and books on success in business, on Saturdays he watches the Apprentice.

Belongings (We're you able to grab a bag before you made it to the island? etc.): His Water-Proof carry-on suitcase included his notes for his presentation, his laptop, two chargers, a copy of TNA's Bound for Glory 2012 DVD, and the complete works of Shakespeare and Sonnets. (He was just reading "The Tempest" before he boarded the plane.......hmmmmm). In his pocket is his phone (Also water proof), and his eye-glass holder.

Fear/Disability (you don't have to do both if you don't want to. (Disability can be asthma, can't see w/o glasses, etc. But you have to write something. Fear can be as little as being scared of gnats.): Billy has made his life's goal to be straight edge and loveless and focus on his work. He is afraid of failure. Also, while he's tried to immune himself from possible distractions and wastes of money, he will admit that when he views the loving couple of Macho Man Randy Savage and Elizabeth or reading about Romeo and Juliet, he develops a longing for more. In those instances he's afraid of becoming an unloved hermit. Also he can't see without his spectacles.

Appearance (I'd prefer a real pic over an anime pic. Use an actor, model, whoever you please.): http://static5.depositphotos.com/1000495/462/i/950/depositphotos_4625637-Successful-happy-young-business-man.jpg
(I'll remove this if I'm not approved for this)

Seeing the door ajar, Cedric quietly slipped into the war room. Spotting the people creating fire at their finger tips, he guessed he was in the right location.

Cedric wasn't even really sure why he was here, he remembered that he was inspired by a poster placed through-out the city of France during one of his heists of a torn down museum. So he signed himself into this team of crackpot Meta Humans. These guys were freaks in his mind, freaks that could easily kill him and he shouldn't mess with. But freaks nonetheless. But hey, he'd be making raids into new territories, it'd be like old times. Except he wouldn't have to hide from the superior army.

Deciding to not to speak until spoken to. He leans against a bare-wall to examine the area around him. Noting the people and possible goods for swiping.
I would say Cedric can run at about the same speeds as Olympic Gold Medalists in track races, only he doesn't tire out.

Don't expect him to outrace a truck or car however.
EDIT: I guess this is now pointless, since the RP started?

Name: Cedric Xander.
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Alias: Hoarder
Appearance: http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110225171531/fallout/images/thumb/f/f6/Jericho.jpg/500px-Jericho.jpg (Only more tan than black, and has blue eyes)
Nationality: German
Allegiance: Axis
Powers: Increase Speed, Not Flash Levels of Speed, but can head at about 10 mph.
Tough Skin. Able to take a couple bullets and spells before it they seriously cripple him. Still can't survive a bullet to the head however.
Bag of Hammerspace. (He starts with nothing inside it, but it will never fill up or have its weight encumber him.
Equipment: Dagger, Brass Knuckles, Bag of Hammerspace.
Personality: Gruff and rude, but does what he's told to by superiors, occasionally shows a soft side towards unique people.
History: Born during Germany's Economic Crisis, Cedric had learned to fight with and against strong gangs that arose within the city. Trusting no one and keeping his eye on number one, him. During his wars with the people, Cedric discovered a bag that could hold just about anything that he could squeeze into it. He used it constantly and became a super powered version of a common thief that steals from the towns and countries the Third Reich has devastated. He will steal whatever is in sight, one moment the Hoarder will swipe a woman's pearl necklace from around her corpse's neck, the next, he'll pick up some dry coal from a fireplace. Cedric doesn't really care about Hitler's reign or anything very political, as long as he continue what he's doing. He's content.
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