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> Screw it, I'm going Irish. > > @MusketMan, mind if you use my new edited CS for the Character tab? > > P.S bagging Flowery guy. Just sayin', biking with air powers would go well together. I edited the CS, Bing.

First post is up.

Expect first IC post very soon.

> Name: Donnie O'Cunnell > > Age: 28 (b.1987) > > Gender: Male > > Appearance: > >  > > Magic Branch: Elemental, prefers earth > > Bio: Donnie was kidnapped from Irish expatriates from Boston, Massachusetts in 1980. A statewide manhunt was held, but after a few months was given up. Meanwhile, Donnie was exposed to the crystal at headquarters. Donnie was younger than most of the kids on the waiting list, but while some kids sobbed wildly and/or released destructive and uncontrolled amounts of energy upon contact with the crystal, little four-year-old Don didn't even blink. He felt nothing but a tingle up his spine. He then very slowly raised a hand, and before anyone knew it, the various sears and rips in the room were slowly closing themselves. > > Even though Don has never seen his bonnie home country in the flesh until now, anybody can take a casual look and guess the Irishman within. He's a giant: about 6'5, meaty huge hands, quick to anger and quicker to laughter, and of course a damn excellent drinker. As an Irishman, he stayed unsurprisingly true to his element of earth- honorable, rugged, loyal and of course stubborn to a fault. He successfully completed his first mission at sixteen - providing cover for an escaping assassination team in Miami. Since then, he has completed eight successful missions for the SWH. >

> Name: Donnie McCunnell > Age: 28 (b.1987) > Gender: Male > Appearance: > >  > > Magic Branch: Elemental, prefers earth > Bio: Donnie was kidnapped from Scottish expatriates from Boston, Massachusetts in 1980. A statewide manhunt was held, but after a few months was given up. Meanwhile, Donnie was exposed to the crystal at headquarters. Donnie was younger than most of the kids on the waiting list, but while some kids sobbed wildly and/or released destructive and uncontrolled amounts of energy upon contact with the crystal, little four-year-old Don didn't even blink. He felt nothing but a tingle up his spine. He then very slowly raised a hand, and before anyone knew it, the various sears and rips in the room were slowly closing themselves. > > Even though Don has never seen his bonnie home country in the flesh until now, anybody can take a casual look and guess the Scot within. He's a giant: about 6'5, meaty huge hands, quick to anger and quicker to laughter, and of course a damn excellent drinker. As a Scotsman, he stayed unsurprisingly true to his element of earth- honorable, rugged, loyal and of course stubborn to a fault. He successfully completed his first mission at sixteen - providing cover for an escaping assassination team in Miami. Since then, he has completed eight successful missions for the SWH. > Accepted, alright, I think we have enough people to start the first mission, if anyone else wants to join, we can just add them as we go.

> Name: Naioma Petaldon > > Age: 24 > > Gender: Female > > Appearance: [Naioma](http://imgur.com/HpiXaiU "enter image title here") > > Magic Branch: Shadow Branch > > Backstory: With a family like Naioma's ....it was a good thing she was taken from school as a child. It's highly doubtful that her parents missed her all that much, both strung out on several different things all at once. Infact, her parents didn't even realize she was missing for a day or two, before they started telling their friends she'd run away. It became an easier way of life for them, both wasting away since they didn't need to buy food for someone anymore. > > Naioma's life instantly became better, and special, when she was taken. They told her that she would become special, that she'd understand more in a few years when she was older. All she could figure was that someone had heard her talking one night, "praying" as it were, and decided to do something for her. She honestly didn't know why she was special. That was until they were in the SWH compound that first night, walking through the halls to the crystal chamber. Before she saw it, she almost felt it, as a prickle up her spine. The adults hadn't seemed to notice anything, but then and again they saw the crystal day in and day out. They probably thought nothing of it any more. The only trouble had come when she went to touch it. > > Before her hand even touched the smooth sides, darkness connected her hand with it. It was an almost overpowering surge, touching the crystal making her palm ache at the same time that it woke up something inside of her. The unleashing took only a few seconds, though it seemed like ages, and when she was able to step away she was breathing hard. She could see shadows everywhere, the dark much more welcoming than the harsh lights that were over head. The adults were happy with the out come, though, so she was happy too. The next day they started training, and it all went up hill from there. > > The past eighteen years of her life were spent training in the SWH, becoming better at her Shadow Magic. It was almost too easy sometimes, calling in the darkness, pulling it into form. Her body became hardened, her eyes a little deader each year. On her twenty first birthday she got her first full mission, killing one of the MEF trainers before he went back to their compound. > > >

> Name: Naioma Petaldon > > Age: 24 > > Gender: Female > > Appearance: [Naioma](http://imgur.com/HpiXaiU "enter image title here") > > Magic Branch: Shadow Branch > > Backstory: With a family like Naioma's ....it was a good thing she was taken from school as a child. It's highly doubtful that her parents missed her all that much, both strung out on several different things all at once. Infact, her parents didn't even realize she was missing for a day or two, before they started telling their friends she'd run away. It became an easier way of life for them, both wasting away since they didn't need to buy food for someone anymore. > > Naioma's life instantly became better, and special, when she was taken. They told her that she would become special, that she'd understand more in a few years when she was older. All she could figure was that someone had heard her talking one night, "praying" as it were, and decided to do something for her. She honestly didn't know why she was special. That was until they were in the SWH compound that first night, walking through the halls to the crystal chamber. Before she saw it, she almost felt it, as a prickle up her spine. The adults hadn't seemed to notice anything, but then and again they saw the crystal day in and day out. They probably thought nothing of it any more. The only trouble had come when she went to touch it. > > Before her hand even touched the smooth sides, darkness connected her hand with it. It was an almost overpowering surge, touching the crystal making her palm ache at the same time that it woke up something inside of her. The unleashing took only a few seconds, though it seemed like ages, and when she was able to step away she was breathing hard. She could see shadows everywhere, the dark much more welcoming than the harsh lights that were over head. The adults were happy with the out come, though, so she was happy too. The next day they started training, and it all went up hill from there. > > The past eighteen years of her life were spent training in the SWH, becoming better at her Shadow Magic. It was almost too easy sometimes, calling in the darkness, pulling it into form. Her body became hardened, her eyes a little deader each year. On her twenty first birthday she got her first full mission, killing one of the MEF trainers before he went back to their compound. > > *WIP* > Very good, Accepted.

Name: Merlin Age: ??? Gender: Male Appearance:  Magic Branch: Psych Magic Backstory: No one knows how old Merlin is or how he got that style of magic and no one else did. He's been head of the SWH for as long as anyone can remember. He wants to lead the opening attack to let the MEF know that he is not just a strategist, but also a wizard.

Name: Merlin Age: ??? Gender: Male Appearance:  Magic Branch: Psych Magic Backstory: No one knows how old Merlin is or how he got that style of magic and no one else did. He's been head of the SWH for as long as anyone can remember. He wants to lead the opening attack to let the MEF know that he is not a strategist, but also a wizard.

Hmm, color me interested.