Name: Let's just say that he's called...John, or was it Joey? but then again he may was called Jack...noone really knows....maybe his name is something differend...<br/>Age: 18<br/>Race: Very close to human<br/>Abilities: Can change his appearance very fast at will. Good at magic tricks (few who know him believe that he uses real magic, but then again who believes in magic?)<br/>Appearence: He has many as he is the Master of Disguise. He's real appearance is of an 18 years old boy with long black hair. His eyes are black and piercing and his voice is deep. His face inspires confidence with a small but well shaped chin and a long but "smart" nose. His eyes can encourage but also frighten someone just by a look. His body is athletic and muscular. A tatto covers his whole body and ends at the neck. It looks like branches and leaves that cover all of his in brown and green colors. In the middle of his chest there is a black and crimson rose with an open eye in its core<br/><br/>He was waiting for months... or was it years? But then again it could be just three days ago. He couldn't really remember! "Why can't you remember? Why? WHY?" he yelled at himself in front of a big Gothic mirror. "When will someone find it?" He run in a corner and his hands embraced his knees while he started moving depressingly. "When? when? when? wh..." he kept going for about ten minutes like this. It has been so long since he had fun. So the... "friend" who had decided to make things a little more interesting.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Take this paper and leave it randomly somewhere. Believe me my friend things will get interesting when someone finds it"</span>his friend had said and dissappeared into thin air. So the "Master of disguise", as he likes to call himself waited.<br/><br/>Until today when his patience wore thin... He suddenly stood up and took a form of an armie's general. "I can't wait anymore soldier! You have to do this NOW!" he shouted into the vacant room. Out fo nowhere he change his form into a soldiers and faced the other way. "Sir, yes Sir! your orders my wish sir!" he shouted again into nothingness. Becoming the general again he said: "Good son! But you'll have to be careful! or else..." and at that point he turned into an old and mad-looking doctor holdind an enormous syringe. But before he changed again he heard a noise. No! it wasn't just a noice, it was a voice? A VOICE!!!! it was a voice! it was calling out not knowing where she was.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Yes! yes! someone found it! at last!</span>he yelled inside him. Taking the form of a man wearing a black tuxedo he walked on front of her. Bowing in a funny way he streched his hand showing the back of his room. "Welcome seniorina!! Welcome to our great restoraunt! I see you found our golden "ticket". It is your lucky day! please come in!" he said and while he took her into the room he changed into a waiter holding a white napkin in his right hand. In the middle of the room there was a big table filled with food and drinks. He dragged the chair for her to sit and then in a blink of an eye he changed into a chef. "I hope you like our food seniora!" he said in an italian accent. "It's my creations! But could you please tell me your name?"