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[Cross is on his bed propped against generous pillows on the wall, reading a book. An old, weary, leatherbound book. One that looks one of a kind, really.]
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A buncha Cross' threads may be broken now but I DON'T CARE

Fuck yeah all my characters finally have all their icons totally finished! EAT ITTTT

...I'm taking a nap now
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Stuck after all, hm?
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Soooo I don't lose them!

When I app a character I usually make a ton of notes. Sometimes these notes are USELESS, like my Cloud notes which consist of "KYAA" And ";_; ;_;" and "gaaaay"

CROSS' NOTES ARE USEFUL because they have chapter pages and everything. For. Every time he is mentioned. And then nearly everything he says or does.

Obviously this is nothing but spoilers.

SO. Notes. )
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HA HA HA I - I forgot about this. Taken from here.

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Now with VISUAL AID.

Name: Cross Marian

Birthday: July 31st
Age: Late 20s, early 30s. Around there. Or IMMORTAL.
Height: 6'4" ish
Weight: ~180 lbs
Eyes: red
Hair: red
Medical Info: Somehow, Cross is human.

Physical Traits: Here are the many important design elements of Cross.

Long hobo-style red hair with goatee, half a pair of glasses, and a mask that covers the other half of his face (with has a cross where the eye should be). He wears a long black coat, heavy boots, belted pants (and I mean belted), a cross necklace, fancy sleeves, and the Exorcist's cross on the side of his coat. Tall and powerful, always looks like he's making himself comfortable. He has this presence.

What's Okay to Mention Around Him/Her: Oh, anything. The real question is, WILL YOU FIND HIM TO TELL HIM?

Abilities: Here is what we have seen Cross do SO FAR. He pretty much comes up with something new to do EVERY TIME HE ATTACKS, so I assume he does other random shit too. There are spoilers in this!

Grave of Maria - ("Grave of Maria Limit - Release!") Unlike every other Exorcist, Cross has two Innocence. Or rather, he has one, and then he has Maria. Maria is a corpse that Cross has used magic to make his own, with a parasite-type Innocence that affects the minds of others by singing hymns. We have seen her do ("On... Gataru!"):

Magdala Curtain - affects someone's mind and obscures his vision with illusions. It makes you ~invisible.~
Carte Garde - Takes over someone's mind and controls their movements.

He doesn't always carry her coffin on his back - he can summon it at will.

Judgment - ("Judgment: Loaded") Cross' Innocence, an equipment-type huge-ass gun, is called Judgment. The bullets, once fired, track their target if deflected, until they finally hit. He can amp up the power by various levels ("Judgment: Purging Level"), and can pull it back like a bow ("Judgment Loaded: Arrow of Original Sin"). If Cross is MAD at you, they bloat you from the inside. Note that whenever Cross does something, this emblem appears.

Sorcery - Cross can do random pretty sorcery things like animate corpses, disguise himself as a skullheaded akuma, interfere with other magic, open random portals, I don't even know. It's very shiny.

Scientist - he can animate golems, and created Timcampi, the cute snitch-esque thing that follows him and Allen around. Tim can track both him and Allen, record video and sound, and eat as much as they can. . . probably.

Stud - this super hot badass babe, the owner of a brothel, was one of his lovers and completely in love with him. So was her mom.

Notes for the Psychics/Sensors: Alcohol, women, something mysterious about a ~fourteenth~ that's guarded, and Allen - and the embarrassing fact of loving him a lot. :\

Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/slap/spit on?: shapeshift/bodyswap is fine! Other stuff you can try. You have a higher likelihood of getting away with it if you're a chick, though really the only person who can shake Cross around is Allen. And chicks, but they have better things to do with Cross.

Maim/Murder/Death: GOOD LUCK. Even if you DID kill him, nobody would believe you.

Kissing/Hugging: Hell yeah, as long as you're not ugly. (He'll make exceptions for ugly girls.)

Cooking: He'd rather eat out and skip the tab.


Nov. 22nd, 2008 12:31 am
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Character Name: General Cross Marian
Canon: D. Gray-Man
Character Age: Unknown, late-twenties.
Job: Responsibility Counselor

Canon: At the end of an alternate universe 19th century, there exists a Millennium Earl, who exploits human tragedy and turns souls into living weapons called Akuma. To fight him, the Pope has a personal army called the Black Order. Their headquarters are populated by mad scientists, inspectors with delicious cake, and the exorcists: apostles of God who Lay The Mercy Smackdown On Those Poor Sons Of Bitches. These exorcists, especially our hero Allen Walker, have to learn their history and techniques from someone. That's where General Cross comes in.

Cross is a terrifying asshole badass with such horrible behavior that most of the Order hates dealing with him. That Man Who Knows Everything, he mysteriously disappeared for years, leaving the Order to whisper about his possible death or his more possible dropping his mission to shack up with hookers. Cross is a traveling hobo at heart, if a hobo had extremely expensive taste and liked his clothes - and his people - clean and beautiful. Almost every trauma Allen has is from being his apprentice. He lives with lovers and friends, drinks, gambles, accumulates horrendous debt, and teaches his student things like cheating at gambling to pay off said debt. Armed with a gun and a chained-up coffin where he keeps Maria, his personal sexy animated exorcist corpse, Cross is a force to be reckoned with. He's a scientist, a sorcerer, an incredible exorcist, respected as much as he is feared, and working with all he's got - including forbidden magic and even Akuma - to bring down the Earl.

But he also never checks in with his job, probably uses exorcist powers to hide from debtors, puts his feet on the Vatican's table, and loves the ladies so much that all it takes to end years of being unable to find him is a cute girl's personal request.

Sample Post:

Looks like Elizabeth finally caught me. I thought I'd try disappearing again, but if she asks me with that face of hers to stick around, who am I to refuse? Guess it was too much to hope that the Sayres had enough on their plate with the Debusseys to remember a little debt - but they always took good care of their records, didn't they? I was wondering what she was doing anyway, still meddling around here.

Though I thought I told my idiot apprentice to take care of the debt with the Sayres. That'll teach me to expect that filthy runt to do anything right. It's not that I mind the operation, I'm not so judgmental - but this place is so damn dirty. You, get the hell away from me. You're not nearly beautiful enough. Ah, but miss, I can forgive a few smudges on you. It looks like Maria can make a few little corpse girlfriends here, eh?

Well, it's a pain in the ass, but I'll be the responsibility counselor for you brats. When I was given the job I thought, who do you think you're looking at? But one way or another, it looks like I'll be putting my feet up here. Fine. So I've set up some responsibilities for you snot-nosed punks to take care of. I need someone to do my laundry (pressed and folded), keep my bath hot, cook my meals to order, pour me proper wine, feed Timcampi, feed Allen, and deal with anyone who comes after me. You won't have a problem with it, right? If you're not here to report in, then go away.

Of course, I can spare some personal lessons for the fine girls of this camp on propriety. You have a responsibility as young ladies to make sure you keep growing up strong and attractive, after all. Ugly boys can just open your ears now, because I'll only say it once, and keep your damn distance while you're at it: there's nothing I can do for you. Your role in this camp is to be slower than the beautiful people so you get caught by those fat annoying gorillas first. Deal with it. If you fail at this simple task, and a filthy paw ever bothers the fine women of this place - or if a slimy tentacle ever sullies them by sneaking itself somewhere only well-tailored gloves should touch... well, the responsible thing to do is clear, eh? As your counselor I'll lay to rest their filthy souls with the bullets of Judgment, and they shall repent forever and ever, Amen.

In the meantime, you'll have a drink with me, won't you? Sixteen is far too old to have never tasted decent wine. It's way too hard to smuggle decent valuables across borders these days, so let's enjoy it while it lasts.

((App went up here %100 HOLY SHIT))


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