"There's not really much to tell. I'm a vigilante who fights crime!" Ezra does a heroic pose, looking up at the sky with a goofy grin on his face. Soon enough though, his ears droop and his smile fades. "Or at least, I try to. They say crime doesn't pay, but that's not true. It pays so long as you can get away with it, which is what happens most of the time. What really doesn't pay is unsanctioned heroism, I mean, look at my clothes!" He gestures at his outfit as he says this. With the jacket missing a button or two and torn in a few places, sneakers bought from a dollar store, and old tracksuit pants, he looks like a homeless person who just got back from dumpster diving. 

"I'm good at what I do, it's just that I can't keep doing it, y'know? Charity and handouts aren't enough to keep you alive when you're putting your life on the line every other day, and it's only thanks to a couple friends with healing magic that I'm still standing on my own two legs! Or even able to hold this knife..." Ezra pulls back the sleeve from his right wrist to reveal a thin patch of furless skin where a faint scar circles around the whole joint. "So... yeah. Vigilante who tries his best, but his best isn't enough. That's pretty much my story."

'Hmm, you look like you will do well in the final battle.'

(May I join? btw these coordinates actually lead to michigan, specifically an olive garden. You prob knew that but I bet most people didn't)

*sure! Also yeah, some people have mentioned the olive garden! It was meant to be a shop called Cato Fashions, but the olive garden works...'

How should I intro? btw you should change the mods section of the first page to say meredith, y'know

*you choose how to intro*

*oh heck thanks I hadn't noticed!*

Scheis, um, so it's a rift right. I'll do the classic, "Welp, I tripped and fell into another dimension/area again, darn."

'Good Afternoon, and welcome to the End of the world"

A purple eyed figure with unnaturally long arms is hovering over the portal pit

(I forgot, "A number 1-10" lol) "Hey, what's happening?" Tyrion's calm, he's seen stranger

'This is the beginning of the Ender War, a war which will tear apart reality as you know it'

"Say what now!?"

"Like Ragnarok that the Norse Pantheon speaks of?"

'The apocalypse. Ragnarok. The End of Days. That sort of thing'

"Oh, and what, have I been chosen to fight because I am NOT fit for that sorta thing, man."

'Are you not?'

"I mean if you, some god-like being, chose me I maybe I have some potential but I'm not that confident so as to say that I am."

btw I'm playing as Tyrion again))

'You are certainly fit to fight. You are to fight in the Third Army, which will eventually be victorious'

"Okay! If you say so arms dude."

'Arms dude? I have been known as many things. I have been Spirit of the Mountain, Father Sun, Mother Moon, jinn, ghosts, witches, the green man, gods and demons. Then leptons and quarks. But I have never been addressed as Arms Dude'