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Description

Wanna know what I look like? Well I got this one picture that's pretty good. Oh yeah, and I'm 16 years old, although people tend to doubt that. Funny thing.



Yeah, I got poofy hair, big deal, so what? I bet you got a poofy ego yourself.

Personality

Hmm... About little old me? Thought you'd never ask. Well, I'm kind of goofy and people say I ain't got any filter. Well, I say filters are for primitive water companies. If you got somethin' on you're mind, come out and say it. I don't play no games, and I don't like chess. I tend to cheat. So if you try to play chess with me you might find a few of you're pieces missing. Or in your face. In your face is good.

Equipment

I wear a jean jacket and a white shirt. And jeans, if you couldn't see the picture. Well, who doesn't nowadays except those traditional creepy dudes. Seriously, those guys scare me.

Oh yeah, and my ESP is with water. Hey, don't ask me where it came from. My dad could use fire and my mom... well I never saw her's but I think it was something to do with air. Well anyways I can work with water in any state of matter, except plasma. Why? Becasue I've never seen water as a plasma dummy! Anyways, it takes a lot more energy to work with it in other states because steam is so spread out and ice I'm tryin' to slow the atoms and move them at the same time. Patting head and rubbing belly at the same time stuff, although I'm gettin' a little better at it. People say I'm pretty strong with it too, so get off me.

History

Ah, bout' where I came from, eh? I grew up in Argenta. My father was loaded, and I mean LOADED!! My ma just stayed home with me, maybe that's why I never turned out the way she wanted. She was constantly naggin' me, eh, parents, can't live with them, can't be born without em'. Anyways I grew up with my friends and being a talkitive little pain in the ass. Nothin' much really happened for the longest time. Well, not until I was 9. I moved to Antinium then. Well, more accurate I was forced to move to Antenium. Hell, I didn't want to go and leave the city, and my friends. But, no. My father had to start up a new offshoot branch in Antenium. It's not like I saw any of the big bucks my dad was a big supporter of "character building", which is kind of ironic, becasue people call me a character all of the time. Somehow I don't think that's the type of character he was looking for. Anyways, back to Antenium, I moved there when I was 9, with no big fanfare or anything. So that's how I got there, cooped up in the fun house if you know what I mean. Anyways, I was still in touch with a few of my buddies from Argenta and always stayed on their course. Not reallyt partial to the freaky kinds of dress they got here, so I stocked up on clothing anytime my dad had to go to the city for a report or somethin'. So other than bein' a pain in the ass, I grew up quite normally. But mabye that's normal, bein' a pain in the ass? Ah, who cares anyway. When I turned 16 I decided to become a Quester. Why? Becasue I felt like it. I want to feel the adventure of it all. I want to be free from the restraints, be on my own, ya' know. But of course this was met with a brick wall from the parental units. But I just got the sledgehammer and busted my way through. After all, I am 16, I can take care of myself and I could make a lifestyle myself. I already had a stockpile from my jobs (again dad's "character building" coming back to haunt him. And finally, they just couldn't keep me there. Either they let me go, or I would run. Simple as that. So all in all it made a pretty good sledgehammer and I busted to freedom. anyways, ever since I've been wanderin' from place to place, wit no real place to go. After all, where the hell do you begin these things anyways?

Gerard Aller's Story