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accepted ^^

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just letting you guys know, shadowleap is making an alien character that the group have to keep the FBI from finding out about. We discussed this in a live-stream last night and i'm fine with it, but please remember that this is a mostly human RP, and if you would like a ghost/alien character then please PM me. Thanks c:

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I drew what Zara actually looks like.
It's cartoon but you can imagine her as a real person.

x

[Arvemis]

UNE

character pic; ART BY ME!

name;
. Une
species;
Alien ( species is called Lumin (add a s for pural)
gender;
. Male
age;
. 32 earth years (technically still a teenager/ young adult for his species)
hieght;
4,6 (about 136 cm (he short))
job;
. Interstellar space traveler
personality;
. A shy and nervous alien, he's not very grumpy or moody but is very passionate about almost everything he does.
. He is scared of newer thing he has never seen, he trusts only his cloest friends fully. (add more to this later)
skills; piloting spaceships, technology, shape shifting, telekinesis
other; nothing just yet

[misted]

accepted ^^

[Arvemis]

can we start?

[misted]

can we start?

uhuh

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Zara walked through the building in awe, watching as people walked past, and stands were being set up. She'd decided to come early so she wouldn't miss even a moment of the convention. She found a bench and took a seat, listening to the rain outside. How fitting. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone, an iphone 4 with a ghostbusters case. She took some photos of the set up, and turned her gaze to a stand mid-way from being put up.

[il diablo]

Brock Smith Fox / Location; Convention / Tags; open
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Whistling a soft tune, something similar to the ice cream truck tune he walked slowly throughout the buildings. His hands in his pockets, a rather large coat around him that had fur like texture with it. Boots could be heard by him, as if someone in a hallway was approaching. The convention was his main target right now, he did indeed believe about the things that had been occurring throughout the haunted house. Many people walked by, giving him unpleasant and cruel looks. Some concerned and some not; maybe it was because of his appearance? Or maybe it was his blue eyes that stood out in the crowd. His eyes would tell me a secretive figure, one that wouldn't want to be approached. As he walked, he could see the Convention in the distance. Along with few people that were there setting up. Finally getting to the convention, he crossed his arms and remained whistling a creepy tune.