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Caius ran through the streets of his town, breathing heavily as he did. He had already helped a good twenty people get to safety and was looking for more. Other than the claw marks on his chest, he had received several other wounds along the way. Each of which was bleeding and painful. Nothing he had found so far had been able to wound these strange black creatures. His fists and feet, sticks, broom handles, rocks, his pocket knife, nothing. He was having no luck in finding a way to beat them, but that didn't mean he was going to give up. There were still people to save somewhere. Another scream came from his left so he instantly turned down the pathway in that direction. Throwing himself at the black creature that was attacking another one of the people who lived here. Just like he had done several times already. As soon as the black creature was stunned, he grabbed hold of the person and ran.

He guided them to the shelter that had been set off and barely stopped for a moment before taking off again. Going in a direction he hadn't before. Only after he was out of sight of the people he had rescued did he collapse against a building and allow himself a moment to breath. With the sudden lack of motion, he actually got a moment to think. A moment to feel the fear, he couldn't beat these things. All he could do was delay the inevitable. He shook his head, refusing to let himself get discouraged. After climbing to his feet again, Caius continued on his way. Only to pause again he rounded another corner. He saw something incredible. A boy about his age with white hair, holding some sort of sword, and he had just slayed one of the black creatures. "You can kill them? How?" He said breathlessly demanding the other boy to spill his secrets.

He stepped closer to examine the weapon, but then froze, simply staring at it. He knew what it was called. He didn't know how, but he did. "Keyblade..." he said softly to himself, not even realizing he had done so. Then there was a flash of white light and Caius felt something in his right hand. He looked down to see a strange weapon, it too was a Keyblade. It was black with a white chain pattern down the blade, there was key chain on the end of a black crown. It just felt right in his hand, just the shield from his dream had. And once again a voice sounded in his mind. "You have chosen the power of the guardian. Use it well to protect your allies." It was the same voice from his dream.

Now he was scared. And tired. And in pain. But he wasn't going to show it in front of this stranger. Instead he pointed the weapon, the Keyblade, at the boy. He train of thought being that the kid had brought the black creatures with him. The timing was too perfect for it to be any other way. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" He demanded once again. He definitely looked a lot tougher than he felt at the moment.
Alright, I'll get that up soon.
Name:Elliot Nightingale


Age: 20

Gender: Male

Elliot is the fighter and the protector of the group. He's the one who jumps in front of the punches, kicks, whatever comes the way of his friends. He's been shot three times, once in the stomach, once in the shoulder, once in the leg. He's been stabbed at least a half dozen times. And has had more bruises and scrapes than he cares to count anymore. He would kill or be killed for any one of his friends and doesn't dare judge them for what they are. He himself is gay. He likes to keep things to himself, pain, emotions, everything, as he doesn't like his friends to worry. Which has caused them quite a bit of trouble on more than one occasion. In order to pay for his college classes, at night he works as a bouncer at a local club, and when they're short handed, a stripper. He doesn't let his pride get in the way of his education. Trying to keep up with classes and work does take its toll on him, but he's far too stubborn to give up.

Elliot currently isn't dating anybody, though he has done so in the past. He just hasn't found the right man yet. He isn't on the market at the moment though, as he is recovering from a stab wound on his left arm. One that he got from his work as a bouncer, not unfortunately protecting one of his friends. Its healing nicely and wasn't that serious in the first, he hasn't had to skip any classes because of it. And wouldn't anyway even if the doctors recommended it. Not being at school would mean his friends wouldn't have any protection. And he'd sooner die than let that happen.
Well then... Apparently I tripled posted. I'm so special.
Double post. Sorry about that. I dunno if its my computer or the website.
Name:Elliot Nightingale


Age: 20

Gender: Male

Elliot is the fighter and the protector of the group. He's the one who jumps in front of the punches, kicks, whatever comes the way of his friends. He's been shot three times, once in the stomach, once in the shoulder, once in the leg. He's been stabbed at least a half dozen times. And has had more bruises and scrapes than he cares to count anymore. He would kill or be killed for any one of his friends and doesn't dare judge them for what they are. He himself is gay. He likes to keep things to himself, pain, emotions, everything, as he doesn't like his friends to worry. Which has caused them quite a bit of trouble on more than one occasion. In order to pay for his college classes, at night he works as a bouncer at a local club, and when they're short handed, a stripper. He doesn't let his pride get in the way of his education. Trying to keep up with classes and work does take its toll on him, but he's far too stubborn to give up.

Elliot currently isn't dating anybody, though he has done so in the past. He just hasn't found the right man yet. He isn't on the market at the moment though, as he is recovering from a stab wound on his left arm. One that he got from his work as a bouncer, not unfortunately protecting one of his friends. Its healing nicely and wasn't that serious in the first, he hasn't had to skip any classes because of it. And wouldn't anyway even if the doctors recommended it. Not being at school would mean his friends wouldn't have any protection. And he'd sooner die than let that happen.
Okay, whatever works for you really.
Totally interested and I have a few character ideas in mind already.
I am absolutely interested in this and would love to play a member of D.O.G. I do have a few questions though.

Will we be roleplaying on this website or the one you created for the roleplay?

Do you have a specific character sheet or do we just free form it?

And finally, anime or realistic pics?
I'm back you two, should I be posting again or waiting for G3njii to get another post up?
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