01-03-2009, 09:18 PM
Name: Noah Cregan
Age (17 - 21 please): 18
Strengths (up to 3): Positive thinker, charismatic, determined; hard to make give up
Weaknesses(3+): Tries too hard, shallow, easy to fool
Race (Time Royal, Yarthian): Yarthian
Messy blond hair, tall for his age and lean.
Other: Positive when people have problems, but with his own he tries to hard to correct them. Doesn't like to hurt people's feelings, but ends up doing so anyways.
The crowd was thick and Noah was caught in the middle of it. How am I ever going to get out of here? Out of no where, he saw an opening and took the chance of getting squished, but made it out, though falling to his knees outside the crowd. "Ahh! Crap!" He examined his now ripped jeans, then noticed the girl in front of him, talking to an intimidating boy much older than him wearing all black. Maybe it was better in the crowd with the Time Royals..
Helan just lied on her bed, Confused about what was going on in the world.
"Will the Time Royals end the earth? Will they take control forever?" She asked herself,
Last edited by Silver_Wolf_Kitty : 03-07-2009 at 07:26 PM.