Soul

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The Cremator leaned against a rather tall, rich-looking store, his hands resting comfortably in his pockets. He had just went in, bought himself a red hoodie, leather jacket, jeans, and sneakers, before simply walking out and observing the world around him. He had gotten the money via knocking a mugger out while rummaging around the alley he had landed in, and boy was it a lot of money. For now, however...

"Paris, huh?" He whispered, sighing and beginning his trek down the long, busy street. He looked a lot different than everyone else. Long blonde hair, dispassionate amber eyes, and a lean build - while everyone else had the customary black hair of usual French citizens. It was all a bit...odd.

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Haha.

Also, I'm at dinner right now so I can't post. Give me an hour or two.

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The Cremator punched in the coordinates as well. A few levers were pulled, switched on, and turned, before he felt the thing began moving, pulsing, brightening. "Hm?" He grunted, pressing his back against the wall once he felt the notorious shaking and vibrating began like an earthquake.

Hɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴇᴀᴅ~

Yamanaka

Name: Aiden Yamanaka

Nickname(s): N/A

Gender: Male

Age: Seventeen. (17)

Nationality: Japanese

Personality: Aiden is a laidback, casual young man that enjoys practical jokes and suave plays on words. Although he can seem careless and aloof about the things that goes on in the world today, it's mostly because he tries his hardest to look past it, and into the future. He has a quick mind, and is rather intelligent, although this intellect goes mostly for battle situations rather than social standings. He could be seen as rude at times, even though he's one of the most calm, whimsical teenagers you'd ever meet. When amongst strangers, he becomes withdrawn and cold until someone breaks the ice. After the ice has been smashed, however, Aiden is a helpful, loyal teammate that would do anything to survive.

Biography: Aiden lived a relatively easy life. Originally born to a police officer duo, in the urban district of Tokonosu City. Unlike most children in his district, Aiden didn't go to Fushimi Academy. Instead, he was home-schooled by his mother and father, who wanted to spend more time with their withdrawn son, and to get him to open up and have fun. His life was...fun, if you could put it that way. He occasionally went to the shooting range with his father, getting a grasp of most weaponry, although he wasn't a weapons fanatic like a lot of children of law enforcement. Aiden participated in the occasional sport, had girlfriends, heartbreaks...thing were going well. He had a future job as a law enforcement officer, like his father, and he could easily fall back on being a librarian if that didn't work out. If only this shit didn't start.

Crush: No one.

Other: Weapon-wise, he only has a standard Glock 17 - sold in most Walmarts, and the ammo is relatively easy to come by. He has a few magazines in his backpack. A light-weight machete he looted is also strapped onto his back by a leather harness.

Hɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴇᴀᴅ~

I think it was fast because it was a few days after launch, haha. It is quite slow today, isn't it?

Announcement: Yo, peeps, gonna be dining with my father in about an hour, so I won't be back until quite later tonight.

Hi ouo

Yo.

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The Cremator already had his TARDIS open, flipping the switches and going through multiple safety scenarios inside his head. The power was on, and he re-magnetized his key, getting ready for the flight. "Yes, it is Earth." He called out, hearing The Dentist's question, with a roll of his eyes. The boy began getting everything ready, mentally eager and determined to get everything started.

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The Cremator raised an eyebrow, walking around the room and looking at the different machines. "I'd say we take a machine into time. That's out supposed destiny, correct?" The boy glanced around, prodding an odd, rectangular machine.

Hɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Dᴇᴀᴅ~

Gotcha. Litepow is our designated driver, and he notified me, via Skype, that he's going to be gone until later tonight...so I will control his character until he comes back. But first I'm going to let someone else post, but after 30 minutes I'm just gonna post anyways.

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The Cremator gave the two a sharply raised eyebrow, before nodding and folding his arms across his chest. "Yes. Physicist and The Dentist, correct." He responded more than asked, his eyes busy glancing around the room they were in.