ArcanisCharacter Name: Majikku, Arcanis
Nickname/Alias: None that non Military of Laren would Know of (I’ll PM those that may qualify, it’s just code names)
Age: 20
Vire: Spatial Manipulation
Gender: Male
Appearance: 
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 110 lbs.
Hair Color: Black, Tipped in different colors, right now its red (will state in post their color)
Eye Color: Red (Left) and Spatial Purple (Right)
Build: Slim and Agile, similar to a military Scout. His arms have the sign of some buff, maybe due to swinging a melee weapon.
Tattoos/Piercings: No piercing and no visible Tattoos (there is one on his back which reads in this worlds version of Japanese, ‘When Space folds like paper to a master, A victory written down becomes defeat’
Other: The clothing he wears are cloaks, but he has the hoods down usually, if he is not wearing a cloak, he is wearing loose (but not baggy) pants, usually black with pockets, and a long sleeve shirt of dark grey. He has a third outfit, but it is retired, along with his weapon.
Personality: Arcanis is a bit fun loving and irrational at times, abusing his Vire at the excuse of keeping them sharp. He seems to be what you would call a “genius without a challenge.” As if he is not trying to be social, he is solving puzzles to pass time. Grant it he is irrational and just having fun, he can get serious in times of need.
Likes: Puzzles, Movies, games, being social.
Dislikes: Having to be serious (due to bad memory), being insulted, being told and proving something is impossible.
Fears: His court martial being lifted and being drafted back into the army project, losing his minor sanity to his Vire.
Other: If threaten and risk of death, hints of military training leaks out to nullify the trap with minor destruction.
Birthplace: Laren
Living: Zeric, North Ica
History: Arcanis was seeing as a special Child while he grew up as he had Heterochromia, or dual eye colors. This seemed to outshine his older sister’s genius. As he grew, his sister grew to like him, especially as it seems the Genius Gene was in him as well, but he did not use his genius the same way his sister used her as he did it for praise and not power in knowledge. This got him where he did not want to go at the age of ten when he showed signs of having a Vire that the military could use, making him loose contact with his family. The training was making him hone on his skills of his Vire, trying to use his spatial awareness as a sort of Military weapon of finding hidden enemies. He was specialty treated, as he was still a kid, until the age of 13.
At this time, his skills have escalated to the point of being able to bend space to be sort of a shield as well as his training in an odd choice of weapon, the Katana, spec out to keep somewhat up to modern times. He spent half the week turning training on his swordsman ship, leaning how to block, parry, and slash, learning skills to end a close range fight as soon as possible. The other half was training his Spatial Shield. This started out by keeping it up and other soldiers throwing stones and small items at him and escalated to heavier objects, then more aero dynamic items like knives. These sessions ended when blood was spilt and it was never from the items as the soldiers were ordered to not take in account the distortion as they are not aiming to kill him. Age 17 was when the event happens. Training has escalated to keeping in practice with his sword and endurance on the shield as they switched to Low velocity Bullets and they only stopped when the shield failed, and to make it fair, both Arcanis and the shooters were moving and told to aim for the vest. Some shots did hit and Arcanis would end up, seeming to forget things as it seems the military was pushing him too hard as it began to affect his mind. Their goal was to make a Spy capable of entering and exit areas with breeze, but they did not know the strain on his mind. They did a medical exam on him and marked him unfit to be in the military and discharged him. He was happy to leave, but feared this was just a vacation till he was well and needed and fled his home to a new place to start, which he has been at for three years, trying to live a normal life, but keeping up on some of his training and using his abilities once in a while to keep them up and sharp.
his current level is awaken as he was being trained by the military on his power, grant it he only focused on the shield and he feels like he might have been able to advance his training up one more if he did not start to show signs of damage.
Sample RP: 2. A secret admirer confesses his/her love to your OC. Given your OC’s personality, compose a brief narrative in which your OC identifies and addresses the situation.
Arcanis smiled as he surfed through the web at the coffee shop, waiting for his tea and Slice of pastry. The Female who was in charge of the Order was smiling, thinking him to be a Rebel due to his choice of clothes and his hair. By the time the order was ready, which was not long after he ordered it as this place was always good with service, she delivered it with a seductive smile and a wink before going off. Arcanis sighed, hoping he was wrong about this assumption and looked at the receipt. The price was 0.00 and had her phone number. He rolled his eyes and thought why not have some fun. He pulled out his phone and plugged it in the computer. He quickly found a sound board and set up a crazy Hobo man from multiple films to say and leave a message to say “Well Lookie here!! I found the NUMBER! To one of these Pros-IT-ute. NUMBER! I would like. . . a Philipinos. . . . at the (My) Box!” once set up, he dialed the number and set it up so when the answer machine picks it up, assuming she does not answer at work, she will get that message. To make sure, he went up, already knowing the price for this snack set due to ordering it so many times. He looked at the girl, showing that paying for the food was a sign of not being interested, and she seemed a bit upset. He frowned a bit before talking to her.
“I am not the dating kind, but if you want to try and win me over, you can try, but not by risking your job.”
He said and wrote down a time from of 5 – 8 pm.
“That is when I am free tonight.”
He said and began to pack up his things and began to head back home, chuckling to himself as he knew he left out one piece of information needed, his address.
Vire.
