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I've got a sister, (well, not really,) But I never realized just how much I'd miss her, I couldn't stay away, I had to come back and say, "You are my sister through and through, I simply can't live without you."

Dictator, Rule Maker, People Hater, Life Taker, Soul Owner, Leading Loner, Evil Cloner, War Donor, Hand Shaker, Deal Breaker, High Staker, Guiltless Faker, Skill Honer, Truth Stoner, Death Loaner, Killing Toner.

Name: Platinus Sex: Unknown (presumably male) Species: Metagross Birthdate: December 21 Job: General Clan: Pokemon Country: Cladoria Moves: Earthquake, Psychic, Hammer Arm, Gyro Ball, Meteor Mash, Toxic, Body Slam, Charge Beam, Sandstorm Abilities: Clear Body and Heatproof Personality: Platinus has a tendency to rub off as brash and unsympathetic, but that's typically if you only see him as a general. when he isn't doing his job, he is much more collected, and sometimes seems a bit withdrawn. When not helping run the country, he can often be found reading a book, or even drawing. He developed a love for drawing for two reasons, A: wi

Name: Lloyd Trinity Nicknames: Trin, Tri, Try. Age: 14-15ish Relationship: Single Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual Bio: One of three people trapped in an experiment gone wrong. He, along with the other two have only a few memories, but each have been giver a certain strength. Lloyd's is dexterity, specifically speed and balance. Driven mostly by a want for his memories back, he and the other two must solve the puzzle presented before them. He is typically shy and quiet, but quite outgoing after you get to know him. He isn't very trusting, even if you've known him for a while. Often ends up as a leader against his will. Weapon of Choice:

The pen is never mighty compared to the sword. Blots of ink Surely can't sink A boat of soldiers headed toward. Swords are drawn, guns clink, The force moves ever on. In their way stands a lone opponent, His sword, his pen, is drawn. A flick of his wrist, and the force is split, A flourish and stroke, An army of his own, They have spoke. Day after day, the seed of war are sown, Until one man stands alone. He is victorious again, The sword is never mighty compared to the pen.

Piano Playing the melody just right, Improvising on a sea of black and white, Arpeggio, scale, chord and dynamic arc, Not a professional but I'm making my mark, Observe the tempo as the music gets faster, I am going to be A piano master