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Shadow-DragonStarter Member- Joined : 2011-06-04
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Tyler Sliivan
Sat Jun 04, 2011 10:40 am
Note: I’m aware I can’t start with Bankai or Shikai, but I had already had a design in mind so I filled Shikai out part ways anyway. For whenever it becomes applicable.
B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N
Name: Tyler Sliivan
Gender: Male
Age: 649
Appearance: Tyler’s body is slender and designed for speed and agility. He stands at about six foot even, displaying broad shoulders that defy his body’s otherwise slender image. However, he is by no means a weakling. He has light but noticeable amounts of muscle mass along his arms and legs, and slightly less noticeable amounts along his abdomen. His face takes on a serious expression most of the time, despite the fact he is actually easy going- appearances can be fooling. His skin is rather pale to match his green eyes and bright red, unkempt hair, standing in stark contrast to his dark and orderly Shihakusho. A deep blue sash drapes from his shoulder to his waist, hanging his Zanpakuto loosely at his side. Though he is well into his sixth century as a spirit, he retains the youthful appearance of one just out of their teenage years.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Personality: Upon meeting Tyler, most people will assume that he is nothing more than a cynical jerk. However, there is more to him than this. He’s arrogant, short tempered, and can come across as somewhat sadistic due to his sense of humor. But, he is also somewhat shy and suffers from anxiety, though this has a rather unusual effect on him. Rather than making him withdrawn, it causes him to reveal his worst features to people he dislikes or does not know. However, once he warms up to someone, they will find that he is actually highly sensitive, he hates arrogance in other people and in himself, and he has a deeply rooted sense of chivalry and honor. Still, he has a low tolerance for idiocy, and will quickly grow irritated with the more…slow people he deals with.
This is not the full extent of his character, however. Tyler is an easygoing sort, not one to try or even care unless he has to. He makes up for this in raw intelligence and skill, which allow him to get by with minimal effort. Unfortunately, this also means he tends not to improve much in things he does not excel at. Few things really draw out any sort of determination in him, but he does love a good fight, and will put his all into combat…no matter the opponent. He also puts his all into dating, something he has horrible luck with despite his efforts.
Moreover, Tyler is extremely loyal. Whether the person in question is friend, family, or lover, he will always go out of his way to aid those close to him, and has nigh unshakeable trust in those who he feels have earned it. Consequently, those who break his trust are not easily forgiven…to Tyler, a breaking of trust is one of the gravest of all mistakes. This constitutes absolute betrayal to him, and he does not forget such a thing.
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B A C K G R O U N D
History/Background: Tyler spent his early years as an orphan in Ireland, born somewhere around the 1740s. He knew little more than that his mother was not Irish, in addition to his given name- he had no knowledge of his family name, and did not give himself one until his early years in the Soul Society. His parents both passed away in the Famine of 1740-1741, shortly after his birth, and he was raised by his older sibling, a boy named Samuel.
Samuel and Tyler struggled to get by, as orphans usually do. They stole for a living, and spent their free time devising plans to acquire food. They drifted from town to town to avoid retribution for their actions, stealing a little here and a little there to get by. By the time Tyler was ten, they had drifted into the capital at Dublin.
Dublin was a large city for the time, and it was easy to get lost in the crowds…or to lose pursuers. They pair of miscreants spent a fair amount of time simply pick pocketing, a task Tyler found himself most successful at. However, they made the mistake of robbing a visiting nobleman from England during this period, and, soon thereafter, were forced to flee Ireland for the mainland. They ended up in the Netherlands, where they signed up with the East India Trading Company, and ended up sailing for Asia.
The details of this time are long and boring, and suffice it to say they spent a few years sailing. Eventually they wound up in Japan- Nagasaki to be precise- and ended up being left behind by their ship when they missed their deadline. They moved inland, a grave mistake as they soon learned. During this time period, being a foreigner in some parts of Japan was tantamount to felony, and they, as true, red headed Irishmen, were the most obvious foreigners there could be. They ran afoul of nativist Japanese samurai, and there they met their ends on Earth.
Following his entrance into the Soul Society, Tyler was separated from his brother and isolated among Japanese souls in the 42nd district of Rukongai. He faced rampant discrimination due to his rare nationality…and the fact that he frequently grew hungry. How could, after all, this little kid from outside Japan have the potential to be a Shinigami? Nearly two hundred years he spent in the 42nd district, trying to understand what made him different- his few friends did not understand the implications either. Even with the limited spiritual abilities he learned to manifest, no one quite made the connection.
It was then he met his first Shinigami since his death. A young man fresh from the academy returned to visit his home town one last time, and found Tyler collapsed in the street from hunger. When he learned the cause of his distress, the man revealed Tyler’s potential to him and referred him to the academy. His friends having long since reincarnated back to Earth, Tyler seized the chance. He rocketed through the academy, having finally found a purpose for himself, and granted himself a last name of his own creation upon graduation. He entered the tenth squad of the Gotei 13, and began to serve the Soul Society as the Irish Shinigami: fourth seat of squad ten.
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Zanpakutô Spirit Name: Azulong (The Azure Dragon of the East)
Appearance: Azulong appears as an azure Chinese-style dragon formed of pure, crackling energy. He has a ring affixed just behind his neck and a spike affixed to his tail, with two separate lengths of chain wrapping around his body and connecting to the two fixtures. Though he is a dragon, he lacks arms or legs, instead floating impossibly above the ground, though he can form wings if he so chooses.
Personality: Azulong is…not the average spirit. With maturity rivaling a six year old and intelligence on level with his Shinigami partner, he has the ability to take any situation and turn it into a joke. He prefers games to combat, and tends to have a sarcastic comment for everything Tyler says, much to his partner’s endless consternation. Still, he gets along with Tyler rather well considering this, possibly as a result of the sheer amount of time they’ve spent together.
Inner World: The inner world of Azulong mixes fantasy with a child’s playpen. While the setting is a vast valley, complete with forests, caves, and rivers, the objects throughout it are more at home in a nursery than a spirit’s mind. The river flow uphill and cascade up into the sky, and toys hang from every tree as if they grew there. Glistening gems decorate the inside of the valley’s caves, offset by the abundance of board games that share this space. Bath toys navigate the reversed rivers with a mind of their own, and toy soldiers patrol the fields. Azulong himself has a massive cavern as his ‘hideout’, so convoluted with passages that only he can navigate it. Tyler has often debated whether it is kept like this out of preference or simply because it irritates him.
Sealed Zanpakutô Apperance : Azulong takes the shape of a thirty inch or so katana in sealed form, with a spiky, ornate lightning-shaped tsuba and a deep blue hilt. A short chain is affixed to the bottom of the hilt, with a tiny chibi representation of his head attached to the bottom of the chain.
Sealed Zanpakutô Abilities: Quite simply, Azulong can speak in sealed form, much to Tyler’s dismay. You see, Azulong is not what you would call serious. Or restrained. Or even mature. As such, his ability to speak to the outside world even in sealed form tends to be more annoyance than convenience. He can also release a small electric shock on contact if commanded, though it is so pitifully weak only unpowered individuals would be affected.
PhatomTech: (Does your character have a PhatomTech brain installed? If so, you'll be able to qualify for upgrade at the Cybermind or add other Cybernetic parts to your character to make them stronger)
Release:Go, Pikachu! Playtime, Azulong!
Shikai Description: In Shikai form, Azulong retains his size and shape, but his blade turns a matte black and displays flashes of azure lightning within itself, as if one is looking through a window into a lightning storm. The chibi pendant hanging from the hilt glows softly.
Shikai Abilities:
Lightning Rod: Azulong, as a lightning based-Zanpakuto, pulls all energy based attacks on and neutralizes them. This only applies to attacks directed at Tyler or Azulong.
Volt Sphere: Energy builds inside the blade, then surges out to shock anything in a five meter radius of Azulong- Tyler excluded, of course. This attack occurs on Shikai activation, which prevents Tyler from activating Shikai with any allies in range of the attack. One post use, two turn cooldown.
Zeus’s Wrath: This attack has two stages. First, Tyler must be injured- more specifically, he must be cut by an enemy weapon. Azulong must have been used to cut the target as well. Calling on energy from within Azulong, Tyler may then send a powerful bolt of lightning between the blade and his opponent’s injury. The attack is difficult to dodge, but fairly easy to block with any metal weapon. One post use, four post cooldown.
Static Charge: Noncombat ability. In Shikai form, Azulong can be touched to the end of an electrical cord and used to provide power to any electrical device- so long as contact with the cord’s prongs is maintained.
Bankai Description: (This does not apply until you learn Bankai)
Bankai Abilities: (This does not apply until you learn Bankai)
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R P S A M P L E
Roleplay Sample: Amelia stopped halfway through the alley, hearing footsteps from multiple directions. So much for an easy shortcut, she thought to herself.
Two thugs emerged from the shadows ahead of her, and as she turned to face the other way- feigning fear as she had learned to do- she spotted another three. The central man pulled a gun from his belt and pointed it at her.
“Alright little miss. We’re gonna have a little fun with ya….soon as ya hand over yer valuables,” the man said with a grin. He continued forward, stopping just a meter from Amelia. She swung her gaze to either side, noting the weapons of the other men.
Nothing but assorted melee weapons.
She ‘frantically’ gauged the sides of the alley, deciding her halberd was usable in its confines. Momentarily she considered just handing over her meager on-hand valuables, but then she realized that were her boyfriend- and rival- Jason to hear of it, she would never live it down. She decided to fight.
Amelia screeched in mock fear and lunged forward, causing the first man to flinch. Her hands swung up, grabbed his gun arm, and she twisted, forcing his arm into an awkward position. Her hands twisted, forcing him to drop the weapon, which she swiftly kicked under a dumpster.
The man cursed and tried to force his way out of Amelia’s grip, only to work his way right into a throw. He slammed into the ground, slowing the two men that had been behind Amelia, and she swung to face the other two, her halberd at the ready.
One of the men laughed. “Gonna fight us with that stick? Really? You got lucky is all!” he shouted, moving forward with a long knife in hand. Amelia sidestepped his swing, planted the shaft of her weapon, and swept him off his feet effortlessly. As he hit the ground she lunged, taking the next man in the gut with her halberd’s metal head- a swift death too good for a criminal, in her eyes.
She dropped the dying man to the ground and turned to face the rest, her bloodied weapon appearing dull in the alley’s shadows. A man barked a call for vengeance, and they all came at once.
In one smooth motion, Amelia brought her polearm up, buried the backside of its head in a man’s shoulder, and pulled. The man stumbled forward, grievously wounded, and she disconnected him from the weapon with a sharp kick that grounded him and the man he had been pulled in front of. The body of her weapon swung around to catch the next man in the head, knocking him out with a sharp crack. Finally, the fourth assailant reached her. His makeshift club rose up- a huge mistake, on his part- and Amelia stepped into his stance, swept a leg out, and grounded him. A sharp stab from her weapon sealed the deal.
Finally, she had two opponents left. One, she corrected herself- her human shield had bled out from the shoulder blow already. Evidently having a blade ripped through your collar bone after severing an artery does that.
The last man, she found, had taken off down the alleyway. She grabbed the gun from under the dumpster, brought it up, and shot him down with the entire clip. She finished off the final man, and turned to leave.
Five more criminals had met their rightful end. An average day, for Amelia Desalla.
She heard another set of footsteps, and turned to find someone had seen the tail end of her show.
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S K I L L S H E E T
{Please do not fill out the following until your character has a tier}
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S H I N I G A M I
B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N
Name: Tyler Sliivan
Gender: Male
Age: 649
Appearance: Tyler’s body is slender and designed for speed and agility. He stands at about six foot even, displaying broad shoulders that defy his body’s otherwise slender image. However, he is by no means a weakling. He has light but noticeable amounts of muscle mass along his arms and legs, and slightly less noticeable amounts along his abdomen. His face takes on a serious expression most of the time, despite the fact he is actually easy going- appearances can be fooling. His skin is rather pale to match his green eyes and bright red, unkempt hair, standing in stark contrast to his dark and orderly Shihakusho. A deep blue sash drapes from his shoulder to his waist, hanging his Zanpakuto loosely at his side. Though he is well into his sixth century as a spirit, he retains the youthful appearance of one just out of their teenage years.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Personality: Upon meeting Tyler, most people will assume that he is nothing more than a cynical jerk. However, there is more to him than this. He’s arrogant, short tempered, and can come across as somewhat sadistic due to his sense of humor. But, he is also somewhat shy and suffers from anxiety, though this has a rather unusual effect on him. Rather than making him withdrawn, it causes him to reveal his worst features to people he dislikes or does not know. However, once he warms up to someone, they will find that he is actually highly sensitive, he hates arrogance in other people and in himself, and he has a deeply rooted sense of chivalry and honor. Still, he has a low tolerance for idiocy, and will quickly grow irritated with the more…slow people he deals with.
This is not the full extent of his character, however. Tyler is an easygoing sort, not one to try or even care unless he has to. He makes up for this in raw intelligence and skill, which allow him to get by with minimal effort. Unfortunately, this also means he tends not to improve much in things he does not excel at. Few things really draw out any sort of determination in him, but he does love a good fight, and will put his all into combat…no matter the opponent. He also puts his all into dating, something he has horrible luck with despite his efforts.
Moreover, Tyler is extremely loyal. Whether the person in question is friend, family, or lover, he will always go out of his way to aid those close to him, and has nigh unshakeable trust in those who he feels have earned it. Consequently, those who break his trust are not easily forgiven…to Tyler, a breaking of trust is one of the gravest of all mistakes. This constitutes absolute betrayal to him, and he does not forget such a thing.
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B A C K G R O U N D
History/Background: Tyler spent his early years as an orphan in Ireland, born somewhere around the 1740s. He knew little more than that his mother was not Irish, in addition to his given name- he had no knowledge of his family name, and did not give himself one until his early years in the Soul Society. His parents both passed away in the Famine of 1740-1741, shortly after his birth, and he was raised by his older sibling, a boy named Samuel.
Samuel and Tyler struggled to get by, as orphans usually do. They stole for a living, and spent their free time devising plans to acquire food. They drifted from town to town to avoid retribution for their actions, stealing a little here and a little there to get by. By the time Tyler was ten, they had drifted into the capital at Dublin.
Dublin was a large city for the time, and it was easy to get lost in the crowds…or to lose pursuers. They pair of miscreants spent a fair amount of time simply pick pocketing, a task Tyler found himself most successful at. However, they made the mistake of robbing a visiting nobleman from England during this period, and, soon thereafter, were forced to flee Ireland for the mainland. They ended up in the Netherlands, where they signed up with the East India Trading Company, and ended up sailing for Asia.
The details of this time are long and boring, and suffice it to say they spent a few years sailing. Eventually they wound up in Japan- Nagasaki to be precise- and ended up being left behind by their ship when they missed their deadline. They moved inland, a grave mistake as they soon learned. During this time period, being a foreigner in some parts of Japan was tantamount to felony, and they, as true, red headed Irishmen, were the most obvious foreigners there could be. They ran afoul of nativist Japanese samurai, and there they met their ends on Earth.
Following his entrance into the Soul Society, Tyler was separated from his brother and isolated among Japanese souls in the 42nd district of Rukongai. He faced rampant discrimination due to his rare nationality…and the fact that he frequently grew hungry. How could, after all, this little kid from outside Japan have the potential to be a Shinigami? Nearly two hundred years he spent in the 42nd district, trying to understand what made him different- his few friends did not understand the implications either. Even with the limited spiritual abilities he learned to manifest, no one quite made the connection.
It was then he met his first Shinigami since his death. A young man fresh from the academy returned to visit his home town one last time, and found Tyler collapsed in the street from hunger. When he learned the cause of his distress, the man revealed Tyler’s potential to him and referred him to the academy. His friends having long since reincarnated back to Earth, Tyler seized the chance. He rocketed through the academy, having finally found a purpose for himself, and granted himself a last name of his own creation upon graduation. He entered the tenth squad of the Gotei 13, and began to serve the Soul Society as the Irish Shinigami: fourth seat of squad ten.
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Zanpakutô Spirit Name: Azulong (The Azure Dragon of the East)
Appearance: Azulong appears as an azure Chinese-style dragon formed of pure, crackling energy. He has a ring affixed just behind his neck and a spike affixed to his tail, with two separate lengths of chain wrapping around his body and connecting to the two fixtures. Though he is a dragon, he lacks arms or legs, instead floating impossibly above the ground, though he can form wings if he so chooses.
Personality: Azulong is…not the average spirit. With maturity rivaling a six year old and intelligence on level with his Shinigami partner, he has the ability to take any situation and turn it into a joke. He prefers games to combat, and tends to have a sarcastic comment for everything Tyler says, much to his partner’s endless consternation. Still, he gets along with Tyler rather well considering this, possibly as a result of the sheer amount of time they’ve spent together.
Inner World: The inner world of Azulong mixes fantasy with a child’s playpen. While the setting is a vast valley, complete with forests, caves, and rivers, the objects throughout it are more at home in a nursery than a spirit’s mind. The river flow uphill and cascade up into the sky, and toys hang from every tree as if they grew there. Glistening gems decorate the inside of the valley’s caves, offset by the abundance of board games that share this space. Bath toys navigate the reversed rivers with a mind of their own, and toy soldiers patrol the fields. Azulong himself has a massive cavern as his ‘hideout’, so convoluted with passages that only he can navigate it. Tyler has often debated whether it is kept like this out of preference or simply because it irritates him.
Sealed Zanpakutô Apperance : Azulong takes the shape of a thirty inch or so katana in sealed form, with a spiky, ornate lightning-shaped tsuba and a deep blue hilt. A short chain is affixed to the bottom of the hilt, with a tiny chibi representation of his head attached to the bottom of the chain.
Sealed Zanpakutô Abilities: Quite simply, Azulong can speak in sealed form, much to Tyler’s dismay. You see, Azulong is not what you would call serious. Or restrained. Or even mature. As such, his ability to speak to the outside world even in sealed form tends to be more annoyance than convenience. He can also release a small electric shock on contact if commanded, though it is so pitifully weak only unpowered individuals would be affected.
PhatomTech: (Does your character have a PhatomTech brain installed? If so, you'll be able to qualify for upgrade at the Cybermind or add other Cybernetic parts to your character to make them stronger)
Release:
Shikai Description: In Shikai form, Azulong retains his size and shape, but his blade turns a matte black and displays flashes of azure lightning within itself, as if one is looking through a window into a lightning storm. The chibi pendant hanging from the hilt glows softly.
Shikai Abilities:
Lightning Rod: Azulong, as a lightning based-Zanpakuto, pulls all energy based attacks on and neutralizes them. This only applies to attacks directed at Tyler or Azulong.
Volt Sphere: Energy builds inside the blade, then surges out to shock anything in a five meter radius of Azulong- Tyler excluded, of course. This attack occurs on Shikai activation, which prevents Tyler from activating Shikai with any allies in range of the attack. One post use, two turn cooldown.
Zeus’s Wrath: This attack has two stages. First, Tyler must be injured- more specifically, he must be cut by an enemy weapon. Azulong must have been used to cut the target as well. Calling on energy from within Azulong, Tyler may then send a powerful bolt of lightning between the blade and his opponent’s injury. The attack is difficult to dodge, but fairly easy to block with any metal weapon. One post use, four post cooldown.
Static Charge: Noncombat ability. In Shikai form, Azulong can be touched to the end of an electrical cord and used to provide power to any electrical device- so long as contact with the cord’s prongs is maintained.
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R P S A M P L E
Roleplay Sample: Amelia stopped halfway through the alley, hearing footsteps from multiple directions. So much for an easy shortcut, she thought to herself.
Two thugs emerged from the shadows ahead of her, and as she turned to face the other way- feigning fear as she had learned to do- she spotted another three. The central man pulled a gun from his belt and pointed it at her.
“Alright little miss. We’re gonna have a little fun with ya….soon as ya hand over yer valuables,” the man said with a grin. He continued forward, stopping just a meter from Amelia. She swung her gaze to either side, noting the weapons of the other men.
Nothing but assorted melee weapons.
She ‘frantically’ gauged the sides of the alley, deciding her halberd was usable in its confines. Momentarily she considered just handing over her meager on-hand valuables, but then she realized that were her boyfriend- and rival- Jason to hear of it, she would never live it down. She decided to fight.
Amelia screeched in mock fear and lunged forward, causing the first man to flinch. Her hands swung up, grabbed his gun arm, and she twisted, forcing his arm into an awkward position. Her hands twisted, forcing him to drop the weapon, which she swiftly kicked under a dumpster.
The man cursed and tried to force his way out of Amelia’s grip, only to work his way right into a throw. He slammed into the ground, slowing the two men that had been behind Amelia, and she swung to face the other two, her halberd at the ready.
One of the men laughed. “Gonna fight us with that stick? Really? You got lucky is all!” he shouted, moving forward with a long knife in hand. Amelia sidestepped his swing, planted the shaft of her weapon, and swept him off his feet effortlessly. As he hit the ground she lunged, taking the next man in the gut with her halberd’s metal head- a swift death too good for a criminal, in her eyes.
She dropped the dying man to the ground and turned to face the rest, her bloodied weapon appearing dull in the alley’s shadows. A man barked a call for vengeance, and they all came at once.
In one smooth motion, Amelia brought her polearm up, buried the backside of its head in a man’s shoulder, and pulled. The man stumbled forward, grievously wounded, and she disconnected him from the weapon with a sharp kick that grounded him and the man he had been pulled in front of. The body of her weapon swung around to catch the next man in the head, knocking him out with a sharp crack. Finally, the fourth assailant reached her. His makeshift club rose up- a huge mistake, on his part- and Amelia stepped into his stance, swept a leg out, and grounded him. A sharp stab from her weapon sealed the deal.
Finally, she had two opponents left. One, she corrected herself- her human shield had bled out from the shoulder blow already. Evidently having a blade ripped through your collar bone after severing an artery does that.
The last man, she found, had taken off down the alleyway. She grabbed the gun from under the dumpster, brought it up, and shot him down with the entire clip. She finished off the final man, and turned to leave.
Five more criminals had met their rightful end. An average day, for Amelia Desalla.
She heard another set of footsteps, and turned to find someone had seen the tail end of her show.
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S K I L L S H E E T
{Please do not fill out the following until your character has a tier}
General Skills
- Durability: Beginner
- General Speed: Adept
- Strength: Beginner
- Weapon Skill: Adept
Racial Skills
- Hoho: Adept
- Kidou: Beginner
- Zanjutsu: Adept
- Hakuda: Beginner
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Re: Tyler Sliivan
Sat Jun 04, 2011 10:52 am
Application Checklist
- Name [X]
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- Appearance Described in Appropriate Length OR Picture is Visible [X]
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- 10 sentences for personality [X]
- History is of appropriate length [X]
- Powers are not Godmod/Overpowered [X]
- Powers are described reasonably enough [X]
- Application/RP Sample is not in First Person [X]
- Skills are not filled in (Omit if a Hollow)[X]
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- RP Sample is 10 sentences [X]
Comments/Notes: Perfect. As you said, auto-shikai isn't allowed but you can get it via RP. ;3
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Re: Tyler Sliivan
Thu Jul 21, 2011 1:20 pm
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Re: Tyler Sliivan
Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:05 pm
A'ight! This is has been in here long enough!
Moving from Innactive to Archived! Post Here if you return or pick up this character again!
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