Your Name: Clive
Jrocker: Kozi
Abilities: (It's kinda hard to explain, so bear with me...) Can shed his skin to do the following: take on another elemental structure (skin and hair only) for two hours, take on another appearance for two hours, get rid of wounds and dirt. In english, he can shed his normal skin to take on another human appearance, or for his skin to become some other element (like he can turn his skin into diamond or rubber), or he can take off his burnt or wounded skin and there's new skin under it.
Band/s: ex-Malice Mizer, Eve of Destiny, Solo(yes, I know that's not all of them...>.>)
Jrocker's Journal: shed_ur_skin
Available AIM SN: Pet the catboy
Small Writing Sample:

Kozi streched slightly, getting ready to go out and get the paper and his mail. He liked these days that he could get up late, ready to go for hours into the night later. He poured himself the usual coffee and headed out the front door, mug in hand. He stared at his feet, knowing that, like always, the neighbors were watching him from their windows. They knew what he was, and they were afraid of it, and no matter what he had done to try to make friends, they always watched him in the mornings and talked about him every afternoon over the phone. Everyone in the neighborhood did, though none of them knew what his power was. He wondered to himself what they would do if they saw his power, would they all throw up? Or call the cops? He smirked slightly to himself, balancing his mug on top of the mailbox, and moving to take a hold of his cheeks while watching a window that he could distinctly see the faces of the middle aged neighbors. He ran his hands up his cheeks, raking his fingernails through the skin on their decent, the skin peeling off under them. For anyone who didn't know him, it must have looked much like he was scratching his skin off, the new skin underneith red from being newly created. He watched as the neighbors, gasped with fright, running off to the phone as he smirked, finishing pulling the layer off of his face. He flicked the now dead skin to the ground and picked up his mug again, heading back to his house with a satisfied smirk.


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