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( Permissions )

Deaths: 0

Physical Condition:
- CLEAN

Important Possessions:
- black shorts and white sleeve... thing (from home)
- basic winter clothing and jacket (from Allen)
- a stack of children's books. all in Russian. :| (taken from the school)
- a jar of mayonnaise (from Kanda) eaten!
- a black golem (from Kanda)
- box of crayons (from Allen)
- stuffed bunny ( ( Read more... )

Thread Tracking for Alma Karma.

EDIT: As of November 27, 2011, niteo_nix has switched to a comm-based format.

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Weekly observations for a_facility .

As of Week 160, a_facility has moved to Dreamwidth. Alma's continued Observations can be found here.

Facility Facts

Barcode: v1.3 (small of the back beneath the waistline)

Deaths: 3
     - Week 73 (Rehab): drown in Rapture
     - Week 81 (Bombs inside): exploded on Sunday
     - Week 132 (Zombie Virus): excessive decapitation
Removed from the Facility: 3
     - Week 73 (Rehab): drown in Rapture
     - Week 81 (Bombs inside): exploded on Sunday
     - Week ( Read more... )

OOC Information:
Name: Ningi
Age: 22
AIM: Sanguine Ningi
MSN: n/a
Y!M: n/a
E-MAIL: amandaleewilliams@gmail.com

IC Information:
Name: Alma
Fandom: D.Gray-man
Timeline: From somewhere during the six months between chapters 190 and 191.
Age: His actual age is unclear, but he looks to be about nine or ten years old.

( History/Personality/Abilities )

[The feed clicks on to a smiling Alma, a little out of breath as he scampers through the ruins. His grip on the PDA is a bit awkward, as if he's carrying something else in that hand along with it. His black golem is bobbing in and out of view behind him.]

Guys! The school's like it's new! Yu, you gotta come help me carry stuff before it changes

[Alma's crouched outside the apartment building, poking at a lump of mud with a stick. He's pouting just a little.]

I think the garden's dead.

[The garden did, in fact, whither away for the most part some time ago. But it was a good first try.]

Yu!

[The video feed clicks on in a rush to show Alma with a rather determined look on his face. He's sitting on a small patch of concrete near the garden, a leather-bound notebook (fairly similar to one used by a certain inspector, in fact) open in his lap.]

I forgot to ask... Do you know when my birthday is?

[The feed is turned accidentally by a squeeze of small fingers, and a slowly bobbing view of the apartment building is visible. Alma trudges through the light rain, taking refuge in the partial protection the building provides. What can be seen of the boy (mostly his legs) is covered in mud, as if he fell somewhere along the way.

After a few minutes ( Read more... )