Allen Walker

How am I doing with Allen? Good? Okayish? Gut wrenchingly awful? Hopefully not that last one... I am open to crit any time, please don't be afraid to tell me if I'm doing it wrong, I like improving.

IP logging is off, anon commenting is on, but not screened as I'll probably reply and screening tends to mess it up a bit.

Here is a link to my application for Polychromatic.

You see that freaky looking eye in Allen's icon? That is a curse that allows him to see akuma, his canon's horrible monster types. For those that don't know, akuma are deceased souls bound and used as fuel for the big bad's minions. They look like this. What I need to know from you is if your character has any kind of 'true form' that Allen will be able to see. Allen's eye CANNOT see everything, for example he would be able to see Naruto's kyuubi, but not if a character is just a different species. If your character is in any way demonic, Allen will see a dark aura looming around them when they use their demonic powers.

SO. Does your character have anything like that and if so can Allen see it?

[Since SOMEONE is a horrible kidnapping douchebag, Allen has been on one of his frequent money raising sprees. He's all around today, hitting casino's and winning far too much money, bouncers, pit bosses, you may need to have a word with this young high roller!

He's also at all the poker games, come in early enough and he'll actually seem to be losing, that poor teenage boy, trying his darndest in what is probably his first ever high stakes game, so young and foolish~

Another thing he's doing today, while it's still daytime? Street performing! Come one, come all, watch in amazement as Allen Walker juggles six bowling balls, a vast array of swords and one small child from the crowd who somehow isn't dying from all of this. As he juggles, he is riding a unicycle. The unicycle is perched atop a large, brightly coloured rubber ball. There is a hat you may wish to drop money into. Hopefully no police officers will come along and discover he doesn't actually have a permit to do this.]

((Please state which choice you'd like to tag in for in the heading, he is busy today! Also feel free to notice him as that boy that was hustling people in that OTHER casino down the road half an hour ago and try to demand your money back, challenge him to a game, do whatever!))

[Oh grab bag weekend, what fresh horrors will you bring today? Two roommates are about to find out, as a pink haired girl who definitely does not look like a girl and white haired boy that definitely does not look like a boy walk out of their respective rooms and walk into each other.]

Miss Euphie!?

Allen?

[You may not have seen Allen out in the City for about a week. This is because he has been home on a fancy canon update. How fancy? Fancy enough that a giant white gate appears by the fountain, which Allen pops out of before it crumbles away into oblivion. It is very FLASHY and NOTICABLE.

But for those not anywhere near the fountain or interested in investigating this strange new development, they can always check out the post on the network that appears about five seconds later as Allen picks up the communicator, accidentally turning on the video.]

........Four times. [Sigh] Hello again, everyone.

I've been meaning to do this for a while, but things have been a little busy lately. For those that don't know, I'm Allen Walker and I work as a clown at the circus.

The circus was planning on a big performance a while back, but most of our performers have gone home. All of them, really... So! If there's any acrobats, tightrope walkers, animal tamers or anything like that looking for a job, we'd be glad to have you. If there's anyone that could help with managing the place and keeping everything organised, we could use someone for that too. The job pays relatively well so don't worry about that, if anyone's interested please get in touch with me. Thank you.

[This video is incredibly shaky, jerking all over the place like a bad horror movie effect. And like in the movies, it doesn't show the recorders face as the camera swivels around the room, facing everything from the walls to the ceiling to a close up view of his boots. You can, however, hear the kid as he fiddles.]

-hell's this thing? Looks dumb. Where'd the circus go, damn it?

((Grab bag aging curse, Allen will be phsyically and mentally younger for the weekend. He is now the most angry tsundere filthy hobo brat you ever did see.))

Mr Flynn Rider, might I have a word? I'd rather talk to you privately than get the police any more involved.

((Fallout from the thieving which I meant to have up ages ago my bad. And by private, I mean super easily hackable because Allen fails at technology forever.))

[There are so many plates on the screen. So, so many, piled up impossibly high. Allen is fiddling with his communicator for a moment as he sits in the cafe, waiting. Waiting for the video feed to turn on, waiting for the waitress to bring out more food, and waiting to see if anyone else shows up to interrupt his meal. The screen finally focuses on him a moment later.]

This is a curse, isn't it? I've had three or four people show up to talk to me, only to disappear after a few minutes. And everyone is posting about the same thing happening to them. It doesn't seem so bad as curses go, it's just talking to people, but wh- Oh!

[He cuts off to thank the waitress finally brings out a wheelbarrow of food, digging into that pile like a boss! Allen seems to have forgotten what he was making a post about now that the distraction of food is here oh my gosh this cake is amazing etc. etc. Somehow, his stomach has not yet exploded. Aren't you tempted by this impressive display ladies?]

((Everybody come speed date the human black hole he is a very social creature ♥))

I'm a little lost. I'm always getting lost, my sense of direction is so awful, I wind up in the wrong place at the worst times.

Does anybody know how to get to back to the apartments from... I think I'm on a farm?

[Imagine it, you’ve just been attacked by your enemies and sent into a trance by some crazy eye thing, next thing you know you’re waking up on the ground in a strange new world. Allen sits up, looking around for some clue of where he is or someone that could help him.] What on earth- Hello? Is anyone there?

[Oh look, a strange contraption next to him, how did that get here? Yet more questions! Allen picks it up and stares curiously; clearly the next thing to do is to start pushing aaaaall the buttons on it, accidentally triggering the voice feed.] What is this thing? It doesn’t seem to do much.

[After a moment or two of tinkering the video feed clicks on, showing Allen’s face. Upside down. Give him a minute, he’s new at this.] Eh? It beeped, what’s it doing now?

This journal is being recycled for Polychromatic, if anyone from Entranceway is still friended to this journal please friend remove jesusing_clown, thank you.

( Cut for being too long and rambly damn you Allen and your nightmares )

((Long story short, a psycho killer with magical and questionably holy powers implanted his memories into Allen and is trying to drive him insane so he can take over his body and might kill all his friends when he does. Watch out for said psycho killer manifesting himself to your character, he is not safe. Allen leads a fun life :'D))

[Allen woke up this morning and extremely wanted to train, as he does every morning before the sun comes up. But he didn't just want to train, he also wanted to practice his l33t circus skills! And eat. Oh boy did he extremely want to eat. The compromise he reached was to walk on his hands all the way to the kitchen. From the third floor. The stairs are going to be a bitch.]

[You know what this mansion needs? More music. The song (minus the lyrics, they're only playing in Allen's head) echoes throughout the hallways surrounding the piano room on the ground floor. The golem Allen usually uses to broadcast posts is currently busy showing the piano score, the music can be heard playing but any attempts to communicate with him will get rid of the sheet music and piss Allen off. And he's not the sanest individual at the best of times.]

((I've been meaning to give Allen a mirror account for a while now, what better opportunity. Replies will be by monster_clown ))

Claw of Destruction!

[Allen is joining the bandwagon of trying to blow a hole through the barrier to escape, there are giant cross shaped explosions galore. Some of the more spiritually sensitive of you might be able to feel the raw holy power that is his arm, of course all the glowing crosses could be a helpful clue too.]

Damn it Tim, this isn't working! If I could connect to the Ark... [The screams outside are driving him crazy, he has to get out and help damn it! Time for moar explosions!

That last event was... It wasn't what I expected.

I need to apologise to some people... To everyone I was rude to as a child, I'm very sorry. Especially Seimei and Ritsuka, I would never have attacked you like that... Aah, I hope you can all forgive me for my terrible attitude.

[There is a tiny filthy hobo brat in the kitchen, eating aaaaall the food in the fridge. He's collecting some for later too, so there's food on the floor. His golem which normally acts as a communicator is buzzing around him, but he's mostly been ignoring the weird flying thing, much to Tim's chagrin. Seems he accidentally started recording when he knocked the damn thing away.]

Tch, leave me alone.

[Allen is practicing flying around outside, he's a little awkward, but seems to be enjoying himself as he flits about.

He isn't really too keen on the type of wings he has, the purple sort of butterfly wings decorated with clubs, but he's ignoring the fact that his wings are inspired by evil man eating golems from his world in favour of 'Whee I can fly :D:D:D]

Haha, I think I'm getting it Tim.

Help! Timcampy is pregnant, but there's a bomb strapped to him! And it's about to blow!

H-Hey, stop that! [Down in the kitchen, Allen is struggling to keep his massive pile of food away from his newfound alien buddy. As if dealing with the braiding of his hair and the doodling on his face when he slept and the messing up of his room wasn't bad enough, now this guy is trying to steal his lunch! So Allen pushes his enormous mountain of food to the side... Only for his golem Timcampy to start eating it too.]

Tim, not you too! Ah- [Having to defend your food from all sides from aliens and football sized golden snitches? Not fun.]

Oho? How unexpected &hearts

((S-Sob so Allen's most hated person is the end boss of the series, the Millennium Earl. HE IS NOT SAFE.))

[After receiving a fresh batch of hate mail this morning, Allen is throwing the letters into a fireplace somewhere in the mansion. He's quite happily burning all of them, all the letters telling him he's disgusting, that he murdered his father, that he's nothing but a host for something stronger than he could ever hope to be, that his father never loved him, the letters telling him it wasn't him that saved all those people, it was the will of God- All of those delightful sentiments get shoved into the flames. Until he comes across one that he had yet to read, one that makes him completely freeze up. Those might be tears in his eyes.

It's a simple message, just a few lines. 'Allen, I forgive you. I love you. Mana Walker'

He wipes his eyes, carefully and lovingly folds up the letter, and places it in his pocket. And then it's back to throwing hate mail into the flames.]

Everyone has been getting some rather upsetting letters recently, I know it's depressing but you shouldn't listen to them. I've been told some upsetting things too, but... Nobody is without fault, and we all have our good qualities too. You should focus on what you like about yourself, what makes others your friends. It's Valentine's day, so we shouldn't spend it being sad. Let's enjoy ourselves!

Ah, my name is Allen Walker by the way. I know a few people here, but I've been a bit of a recluse lately, so most of you probably don't recognise me. Let's chat! I like meeting new people, and I think we could use something to take our minds off of things.

Merry Christmas everyone! I haven't been here that long, so I don't have presents for anyone, but I do a few people I've met.

And I found a cake too, if anyone wants to share it. I don't think it belongs to anyone else. I mean it has my name on it.

((Sob my activity has been low lately, I HAVE BEEN BUSY. But Allen tried to get everyone something. Fun fact, Christmas is also his birthday, thus he found a magically appearing birthday cake in the kitchen, come celebrate with him.

My notifs are not working at all, I may be slow. I apologise now.))

After the recent event, I think there needs to be something to cheer everyone up. So, let's do something fun! Whatever you like doing, we could set up a campfire, or play something, or if anyone's interested I could show you some circus tricks.

I'm not really sure what everyone here likes doing, so I'm open to suggestions! What do you find fun?

Hello? Can anyone hear me out there? If anyone could tell me where I am, I'd appreciate it. I really need to get back, so if anyone is there... Haah, what is this strange place?