Element cyborgs ~ players needed!

[COLOR=333333]Name: Micah Age: 18 Gender: Male Power: Water Affect of power on cyborg: Hates being trapped/contained, always finds a way out of something, kind of blends with the crowd and has a kind of go-with-the-flow attitude. Personality: Detached, quiet, lonely, thinks things through, appears practical, even though he's quite idealistic(He's a type C personality). Lives up to expectations, no more, no less, even though he is capable of more. Loves Music, art, and reading, though he does them when nobody's around. Crush: ((Maybe he likes S?)) History:Was a normal guy with anesthetic legs due to an infection in his early years. His parents signed him up for the surgery, so that on his 17th birthday he would get actual legs. When he was a kid he was ridiculed because he had anesthetic legs, so he didn't have any friends. He became unattached from the crowd, and was just a drifter. He is very intelligent but doesn't show it. That would only cause him to stand out more, and people would have high expectations of him. He is a senior in high school. Pic:[/COLOR] [COLOR=333333]Appearance: Silvery hair (caused by unknown reasons), Teal blue eyes. Both legs, one hand, and an ear are robotic.[/COLOR] [COLOR=333333]Other:[/COLOR]
 
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Quinn looked ahead and saw a cyborg girl who was actually really pretty :)3) He looked at her, smiled and waved. He didn't know why he enjoyed talking to cyborgs so much, it just felt like something he should do. 
Mini waved with a smile. "Hi." She said as she got closer. Her long red hair hitting against her feet, though it was in a high ponytail to keep it off the floor. Her amber green eyes sparkled, she was in a fairly good mood. She readjusted the strap of the bag on her right shoulder.
 
"Hi." Quinn replied, slowing down a little as he neared her, signaling he wanted to talk. He hoped she got the message and he also hoped she wasn't really easily offended or overly shy so she  wouldn't talk to him at all. "What are you doing?" He asked, his tone warm and sincere.
"Going to the market to sell the burnt wood designs that I made." She said gesturing towards the bag hanging from one shoulder. She stuck out her right hand. "I'm Carmin. But most people call me mini." She said, introducing herself. The hand she extended was steely metal, but she didn't care. It was how she figured out who was against cyborgs or not if they wouldn't even shake her robotic hand.
 
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