[Crystoph]

A young, scrawny male now stood in the far corner of the Arena, being there all this time, but stayed quiet through it all. He heard the announcer, announce that the Arena would be closed early which worried him. He got worried over anything these days. The scrawny and small male looked at the messy arena and felt his body warm up from the other ones presence forming in his mind. “You promised..”Casper small voice rung out as he saw a few people stand up from the stands and walk past him, not giving him a second glance.

“I didn’t promise a thing, I want to fight in the next battle would of done it this time if you didn’t hold back” The other one spoke sending chills down his spine; he was very afraid of the other one inside him, he hated him really, he wouldn’t let him live life like he wanted to, he had to come in and always mess things up. Casper shifted uncomfortably, the flooring under him being cold on his bare feet.

“You’ll get us killed, I wouldn’t been able to take down any of them..”Casper whispered slowly walking down the last row of the Arena, looking in at the entire wreckage. He shivered slightly and just imagined himself being one of the bodies being drug away. He shook his head and tugged at his sleeves, the wind blowing and knotting his hair up worse than it was.

He soon walked to the other side of the arena, his feet getting cut on some broken glass but the pain was numb by now. He saw many interesting people just today but none of them would speak to him, he knew it already, he was just to weird. He sighed softly and sat on one of the empty benches and stared out at the arena, his eyes seeming to turn into glass as he stared, really at nothing.

[Crystoph]

Alrighty Then Its sounds to be my type of Group here so Lets submit a few characters.

Casper:
Doesn’t really look like much, pretty puny and wimpy and small. Not a big problem? Well The problem with Casper or not really a problem but his own species. A rare and Psychotic species really..He mostly stays to himself, he doesn’t like many people but some he approves, well not himself, but the demon inside of the tiny boy that approves. Hes had problems since he was born, being known as a trouble child and all, but hes also not right in the mind, hes depressed a lot sometimes and he stays away from crowds, hes like a floating ghost that no one notices.

Description of the Males appearance:
Like I said before, Tiny.
Hes has a dark black, raven sort of hair color that is knotted up and is any many tangles, his bangs fall over his sea blue eyes as his pale, ghostly white skin reflects almost any kind of light, his lips are a light and soft pink and are chapped. He likes long sleeves, and he tends to be the only thing he wore, but lets say for his first meeting he is where a dark grey, long sleeve and simple shirt, the sleeves covering half his hands. and he likes skinny jeans for a strange reason, maybe there tightness?Well Anyway he will be wearing a pair of bleach white jeans, his clothes never make much since. And of course hes bare foot, cuts covering his feet, but he doesn’t mind really,he likes pain, maybe its the other guys fault, he doesn’t really know.

Erm..Personal stuff I guess:
Well, Personal..
Well Hes finds girls, and woman a little scary and seems to not like them much, he doesn’t see whats the big deal of why other men are attracted to them, they’re awkward..With two jiggly things in the middle of their chest. So I guess that puts the label of Gay on him right? Oh Well. Well Hes not got much tactics, he just fights I guess, The other one, he like to play with peoples heads though, he hates it but he cant stop it.
Hes single, he really hasn’t got close to anybody, he doesn’t understand people that mush, but he wants to try this love thing out someday though.

Other Details:
You’ll find Out.

[Crystoph]

( I am Joining..Fear me..And my Smut )

Nick, who had been staring at himself in the bathroom mirror for quiet some time, emerged out of the men’s restroom. “Your entertainment has returned! Get your phones everyone!”Nick yelled, his shirt seeming to fly off of him as he held it in his hand, the quiet Cafe now filled with his voice.
He began to pose.
And finally snapped back.
“Um..Hey..”He spoke nervously heading to a side boothe of the Cafe, sliding his shirt back on.