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> I should amend that by saying no one would take Tingle as there only character, it's fine to play the fool every once in a while but most people like to be taken seriously which doesn't exactly happen when your a 33 year old man jumping around yelling "Kaloo limpa" -Laughs- I agree. Though, I think it would be interesting if someone *did* take him on and add some depth to the character. You know, a past and a life beyond map making and shouting Kooloo Limpah.

> As you can tell Terra is working through some emotional problems. -Laughs- It only makes sense. That poor girl went through so much.

Wheatley looked from one person to another, settling an uneasy glance on each person before quickly looking at the next. He watched as the bigger man walked away with a sort of determination he envied. "W-w-wait. Where are you going? Don't you think we should stay together? I mean- what if it was a monster or something? Monsters breather fire, right? Hey!" But the man kept walking, paying no attention to him. No one ever paid attention to him. A fiery rage filled his body and the nervous shake stopped. He unhunched his back and stood his full six feet and seven inches tall, towering over the other people. The unnaturally bright blue of his eyes turned an even less natural shade of red. "*System overheating. Emergency cooldown protocol going into effect in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1...*" He collapsed again, eyes rolling back. "*System rebooting. Cooldown complete.*" "Bloody hell! What's the point of even having emotions if I can't even *use* them?" He stood up, the anger on his face much more controlled. "Pointless, right? I suppose it makes quite a spectacle." Just in case this *was* a trick GLaDOS was playing, he looked up at the sky and shouted. "I Hope you're suitably entertained because I'm certainly not! Jeez. Damn computer has the worst sense of humor." He shook his head. He looked back towards the man and saw that he was no longer alone. There was a girl with him. So the noise had come from another person. Was she the cause of the fireball or a victim of it? Wheatley was still too focused on his hurt feelings to really think about it much, but the questions still laid in the back of his mind, coloring his anger with confusion. Then all of it went away. She backed away from the man, igniting once more in brilliant fire. All confusion and anger melted into complete and utter awe. As frightening as it was, it was beautiful.

> No one and I mean no one, is going to want to play Tingle. Trust me it won't happen as hilarious as it would be if someone did. I thought about doing it, but then I took on the role of Vaati. I decided three characters was enough.

I'm still having trouble... o.o


I feel silly by asking this, but can someone explain the process of putting pictures up in the character tab to me? I've been trying to figure it out and I just can't get it.

Have you made an interest check for this? I think you might get further with that. Also, If/When you do that, I would suggest you summarize the idea. It can be discouraging if the description is too long. However, here, in the OOC, it's good that the description is long. It makes things clearer.

Zmerr eyed the woman, assessing the level of threat she posed. He lowered his weapon after a moment, but kept a sharp-nailed finger on the trigger. "I'm the only one. Up until recently I thought I was the only thing with a mind on this island, but clearly that isn't the case." He shook his head. "Anyways. Seras, was it? Don't worry about your manners. No one cares about manners anymore. There's no room for them. Survival is top priority." He walked to a tree and dropped his bag onto the ground, giving up hope on obtaining a meal for the night. He sat down next to the pack and opened it up, pulling out a delicate swath of cloth. He unwrapped it to reveal a few small strips of deer jerky. "However, because you have shown them to me, I will return the favor. Sit and have some jerky." He held the meat out for the woman to take some. "My name's Zmerr and I am not proud of my Asuran heritage. There's nothing inspiring about stubbornness and the endless fight for fame and fortune."

> I'd have though the enormous fireball would have drawn some attention. I totally didn't think of it as that big, but I suppose you're right.