Blader opens the door to the Mess Hall. "There he is! He's really late!"

ME? Late? Of course...

Snow walked into the mess hall, flowing in through the door, slowly and carefully.
"Hello." He said as a smile creeped across his face.

Haingi stands to greet Snow. "Hello. And who might you be? I'm Haingi, by the way." He says, holding out his hand to shake.

Well, in the other topic, you said I was qualified to be a counselor, so...

Char Sheet: Yes, I believe it is.
Name: Creis Wilwood
Age: [Changes all the time] 19 for this one.
Appearance: Creis has spiky, chestnut hair, a few bangs here and there that hang over his
face. His eyes are a dark brown, the contrast from the white of his eyes gives the illusion
that they are black. His face is of normal quality, two eyes, a nose, two ears, and a mouth.
His skin is fair, leaning toward tan. He wears cerulean and black steel-plated armor. His
armor is predominantly black with cerulean trim. He wears metal boots that allow him to hit
enemies in weak spots like the shin or crotch.
Weapon(s) of choice: Creis wields a steel longsword. The blade is silver in color, a golden
dragon decorating the bottom of the blade. The hilt is pitch black with a cerulean gem in the
center of the handle.
Backstory: Creis' story spans a total of nineteen years, countless battles litter it, some won, some almost deathworthy. He was born into the Kingdom of Galantus. He was trained to be knight, vigilantly mirroring the techniques of his elders, a passion to fight growing strongly in his soul. When he finally went into battle, from the time he first saw his enemy's blood spill, he loved the concept of war and combat. He fought in two Kingdom Wars and a single Civil War. It was at the end of this, his side losing and being imprisoned, he made his escape from the Kingdom of Galantus. He travels on his own, with his blade at his side, ready to fight.
Luck: Er, fill this in for me. I don't quite get it.
Speed: 75%
Power: 25%

"Nice, er... Hand?"

"I am Snow, and am pleased to make your aquaintance..."
He bowed and then rose once more.

"With all the formality out of the way, I guess I'll ask you all... Who needs help? I'm a doctor, and I specialize in sword fighting. Either way you'll find me to be quite the instructor... Now who is in charge here?"

DM: Kay.

Ginta, and Blader are too deep in playing the Nintendo DSz.


Z.Z, merely looks at him, gives an awkward wave, and looks down at her paper. "Battoumaru Namikaze, former Hokage of the land of Fire." She says.

Snow walked over and asked quite simply:
"Who?"

"Any chance I can meet these people?"

"Ooo-kay. I guess I'll see you around then?" Haingi asks, heading out the door into the rec room.

[[Wait, did that mean I was accepted?]]

DM: Yes.

Z.Z. does a double-take as soon as she sees Snow's face. "You could talk to me..." Z.Z. says smiling and blushing. "I am the nurse here, and I do have another position open for a nurse in the office next to mine..."

Creis slowly approached the open door of the Mess Hall. "Ugh, so this is the place? Doesn't seem very professional," Creis thought to himself, continuing his slow tread. As he reached the opening, he stopped. He turned around, thinking about leaving without even setting foot into the Mess Hall. He diminished the thought, mostly, and with a small feeling of regret, stepped forward.
"So, this is the RP Camp?" he asked aloud, though he wasn't sure anyone could hear him over the roar of voices.

Blader looks up. "Oh. Help yourself, dude. Turn around." Blader says pointing to the pile of foods behind them. "Press that red button under the junk food for normal foods. Unless you want some of the ice cream. Trays are over there." He then goes back to playing 'Super Mario 540.'

Ginta looks up also. "Yes, this is the RP camp. If you have any bags, give them to any of us, and we'll take them to your cabin."

"Very well," Creis replied, handing his burlap sack to Ginta. "I know exactly what in there. I'll know if you steal something," he threatened. Creis then walked over to the gist of the population. "Well, I suppose I can answer any questions you may have," he said sheepishly.

Z.Z. is still mesmerized by Snow's face.

Ginta and Blader are still playing their games, even though Ginta is taking Creis's bag to his cabin.

OOC: Consider this, NintendoJava. There are only two campers so far. Too many people make the cut for counselors.

Meanwhile, Nate was in the rec room, trying out the new Nintendo Wii Ni. The most he had ever known was the Nintendo Wii, and this took gaming to a whole new level. Back on his home world, the pinnacle of gaming technology consisted of the Wii, the Playstation4, and the Xbox 450. This was revolutionary. He donned the virtual reality equipment and began to game.