Wizardmon (WiP)

[wizardmon]

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Wizardmon
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LEVEL.

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_{Champion.[ultimate & mega off limits]}
GENDER.[/size][/color]
_Male.
RANKING.[/size][/color]
_Shepard.
ATTRIBUTE.[/size][/color]
_Data.
TYPE.[/size][/color]
_{Demon Man.}
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HISTORY.[/size][/color]

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ATTACKS.[/size][/color]

_{• attack - description of attack.}

EVOLUTION LINE.[/size][/color]

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baby » in-training » rookie » champion » ultimate » mega}

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ONLINE HANDLE.[/size][/color]
_Neko
AGE.[/size][/color]
_Eighteen.
OTHER CHARACTERS?[/size][/color]
_{Hansel Willow}
RP SAMPLE.[/size][/color]
<sub>For one moment there was finally some quiet. After the long and hectic day there was finally not a Japanese word to be heard. A young man of about fifteen years of age was sitting peacefully beside a small stream surrounded by trees. He was well hidden from the world to prevent any interruptions. This boy's name was Hansel. He was a British transfer student, absolutely fresh in Japan, and school was going...okay...for someone who couldn't speak a thing of Japanese. The whole day was spent with new words and symbols scrambled all about in his mind. Now, he found a silent and rare place away from all the commotion and dismay to go over what he had gathered in his day.

The blond boy spent a lot of careful time on each subject. He pondered math equation and the comparisons between how they were set up here rather than in English. Then his mind wandered onto the subject of Kanji and memorization of Hiragana and Katakana. Then there was Japanese politics and customs, which were all very strange.

His blue eyes finally came back into focus on the world around him. He glanced down at the grassy ground beneath him. Beside his hand was a perfectly curved green leaf. He blinked at it for a minute, but then picked it from its place and held it up to the sun light. In the bright warm rays he could see the intricate veins that once carried out an important system. Lethargically, he turned his head to the stream trickling past him. He pushed himself from sitting position and slowly crawled towards the waters. The stream was probably only about half a meter long, but it's size would serve it's purposes for the small leaf. Like a child with a new toy boat, he smiled slightly and placed the freshly fallen leaf in the clear water, and away it floated over the little ripples and around the stones and pebbles. He stared after until it finally disappeared from sight. Then his smile faded away with it.

It was like the fairy that floated away to France. Hansel pulled his knees into his chest. Everything reminded him of home and how he wasn't there. It was his father's wishes he be sent away, and though everything was so different and sometimes frightening, he had to do his father's will. Hansel took in a deep breath. Father always knows best, he reminded himself. This was simply a spilt cup of tea not to be cried over. There were things much worse than being sent away to a land where you couldn't understand anything a single person was saying.

He thought about his mother and immediately fell to the ground in defeat. Was she going to be okay with out him? Could she hold her own? Hansel curled up in a tight ball and clenched his teeth together. He felt so helpless! He closed his eyes tightly, and wished it all to be fixed, but he knew that just wishing was not going to get him anywhere. He relaxed his muscles and stared forward into the blades of grass he was now eye level without emotion.</sub>



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