Felix Eisenhardt

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: Alchemist

"I'm on the case!"
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FULL NAME:
Felix Wesley Eisenhardt

AGE:
30

SEX:
All man, baby!

BIRTH PLACE:
Liero, Sorry can't be more specific...

RACE:
Amestrian

DATE OF BIRTH:
17th of May 30 years ago...^^;

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HEIGHT:
5 foot 7

WEIGHT:
65kg

PICTURE:

Spoiler:

DESCRIPTION:
Always the one to drab himself in the finest wares our aging Felix is a man of true vanity and obsession, always hoping to look the best and he can and showing it off with as much style as a man can possibly force. Buttoned shirts, ties, vests and an array of beautiful suits line his wardrobe in an array of shades from the deepest brown the the lightest white, for those fun little cocktails that never seem to happen but one never knows when the occasion may arise. All are of course complimented by his signature gas mask that covers his entire face never to reveal it to the world for what lies underneath to our young Felix is something so twisted, so horrid that it causes him anguish and pain to merely glance upon that it drives him sick to his core. That of course, is a human face that he despises so. A simplistic face of fair skin and auburn eyes that seem to glimmer upon first glance, short and dark his hair, with lips fair and split subtly with a perfectly pointed nose arching over the top creating the perfect 'average' face and yet to Felix the most disgusting sight he has laid his eyes upon.

His attire, besides suits does include a few trinkets or two that give him that added quirk that he so desperately did not need. Deep brown leather gloves with two black patch work smiley faces stitched to the top of the glove and smaller patches upon each finger ranging from the classic smiling grin to a scowling emoticon. A long scarf is often found around his neck with combinations of grey, green, red and brown splashed upon the lengthy neck ware that seems to descend past the belt for no true reason, finally to finish it all off Felix has a tendency for wearing bowties for the pure reason of them being 'cool' as he puts it.

His posture is always in something of a slouch with the need to constantly hide his hands unless doing something with them, it's unknown even to him why he always needs his hands 'sheathed' in his pockets when not using them to express whatever the topic is or finish the task at hand but it's a habit that Sloth just can't break, nor does he care enough to actually attempt to.

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PERSONALITY:
Felix is very much an old soul often holding a moral code associated with the 20s, believing that a man should do right by his work, his wife and his country no matter the cost. Because of this Felix is something of a loyalist to his nation always hoping to sniff out corruption or ware within his beautiful country. Though he may be ready to do what is needed for the country he is also a man who demands truth, justice and the Amestrian way! Because of this he will go to great lengths to feed his curiosity and investigate anything that feels 'off' to the quirky Detective. Risking life and limb just to get the truth and utilizing it as a weapon all on it's own Felix sees himself as an extension of the law, a tool to be used by the police system to enforce the laws set within the country.

Though a loyalist and ready to serve as the Fuhrer's right arm Felix is also a man of the people, more importantly the scum kickers and the night workers. He understands what it's like to be poor and unwanted and so is a little more lenient on the pick pockets and prostitutes he might meet along his investigations although this doesn't save them from a stern talking to from the Alchemic Detective. He also has a soft spot for children, a little Maes Hughes like in the fact that he will go to great lengths just to entertain them often dropping an important case to entertain the local urchins with a little violin. He's taken to taking care of the Urchin's on the street often by allowing them to accompany him on certain lighter cases or assisting them in learning the skills they would gain from an average school, you could call it his relegious upbringing shining through.

Felix also displays a deep love of 'exotic' culture, having a deep love of Ishvallan women and red hair. He could never pick as to why but something about those dames just drives him crazy, so too will he be infatuated by a man who acts like a true gentleman but is a little wary around those who 'act like women' as Felix puts it.

Felix also holds a strange style of slang speaking in 1920 - 60s slang and often cutting his words in half, in fact his accent is less German and more 'Jersey' when it comes down to it with his slurs and stretching of words. It's all well and good for the common folk but with military speak, well, Felix is often seen as a little disrespectful though never meaning to. Along with his slang comes the style of dress, often in trenchcoats, fedoras and an array of suits the Gas Mask Alchemist seems to love the idea that he holds an air of style and sophistication with the way he moves and dresses and this is quite true in some regard as dressing to the nines often gives said 'feel' to a person. He's also draped in spiced scents comparable to cinnamon and ginger, a musky scent that shows he is a true man through and through.

Felix has a strange relationship with relationships of any kind, to him you're either part of the 'family' or 'one of them' and there's no middle ground. He makes his choices after time but often feels that if a person isn't compatible with him their's no real point in talking to them let alone assisting them, in this regard he can be quite stubborn groaning and whining when having to work with a stick in the mud but leaping at a chance to work with someone free spirited and comedic. Felix also has a tendency to make bad puns and jokes to lighten the darkest of situations, though this may be due to his increasing insanity he never seems to fail to find a quip to make when staring death in the face much to the annoyance of others around him.

He's also highly suspicious of Alchemists and 'freaks' of the world, often holding them at arms length before allowing them into his 'pack' but overall is open to the idea of befriending them if they're swell enough.



LOVE:

• Dogs
  
• Stringed Instruments
  
• Smoking...erm in his own special way.
  
• Shopping
  
• Drinking
  
• Comedy
  
• Loyalty
  
• Family
  
• Redheads

HATE:

• Traitors
  
• Killjoys
  
• Dramatics.
  
• Pears.
  
• Close mindedness
  
• Arrogance
  
• 'Saints'

DEEPEST SECRET:
Due to prolonged exposure to the constant toxins he specializes in Felix has quite literally been driven to the point where he suffers from voices and various other side effects associated with insanity. Although this does not necessarily make him a 'bad person', he is quite embarrassed about it all and knows that he will be treated differently if any find out as such.

He also holds an irrational fear of taking his mask off, feeling it is an extension of his being and his true 'face' it is not known as to why but is noted as a mere quirk.

He also enjoys chick flicks. Not a 'scary' one, but still embarrassing.
IDOL:
King Bradley

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HISTORY:
The night was young and darkness slowly taking hold of the weaving streets of the capital city, it was a signal for all of those who served the darkness to rear their demonic heads. A time for sinners to go about their lives, looking to quench the thirst of their grinding lust, of their gripping greed and give in to every urge they had and the time for a Mister Eisenhardt to spring into action, this was his time to wander the winding roads and keep the city he loved so dearly clean. Clean from all the vermin who might spoil his sanctuary.

Two figures could be seen sauntering down the smooth pavement, one smaller than the other but not by much with a highly unusual accessory; A gas mask hidden beneath a wide brimmed fedora whilst draped in a black coat. The other a tall man with auburn hair and a well trimmed goatee beard, they swung their words to and fro speaking with strange accents that would place them easily in the lower class of people. "Where ya thinking of heading this time Lix?" the taller man asked his partner, never slowing in pace but keeping relatively in time with the smaller man. With a wheeze from behind the gas mask a sound soon followed "Not too sure Marcus...but if it's got a few broads and I can smoke, then I'm happy." the gas masked Alchemist stated with a turn of his head to his partner with a short nod followed.

After some time wondering the streets the two finally settled in a run down bar, a lone karoake mic sat in the far left corner and the only other patron seemed to be a woman who had seen her best years fly away with make up caked over her wrinkled and world weary face. The two Alchemists sat close to the mic, a glass of whiskey for each and a cigar dangling from Marcus's mouth "Well, save for the lack of dames this joint makes swings a pretty nice tune." the man stated with a grin to his partner, as the two continued to drink a meek young woman approached the two, her hair was a mousy brown and her eyes deep and dark, her body was slightly rotund but in a way that her curves stood out and filled her outfit quite well. Approaching the two Alchemists she tapped upon Felix's leathered shoulder causing the Gas Mask Alchemist to turn to the woman "Ah, you speak too soon Marcus my friend, and what can I do for you eh Doll?" the man quipped with a smile hidden by the mask. She was slow to speak, as if nervous to be in the presence of the two for no real reason at all, with a stutter she managed to blurt out a question "Y-Your state Alchemists, r-right?" she forced the words out as if bound with chains and struggling for freedom, The Gas Mask Alchemist proceeded to point to his chest with his thumb, posing somewhat as he cocked his head to the side "You know it. Legendary Gas Mask Alchemist right here" he stated with a hearty laugh from Marcus "Mmm, Legendary is so loosely used these days..." Marcus stated causing Felix's arm to 'accidently' hit him in the stomach "Whoah-hoah! Sorry there Marcus, I'm all thumbs tonight! Anyway doll, why are you askin'?" the thickly accented man asked leaning forward and gazing into the darkened eyes of the woman who proceeded to twist something unseen in her hands "I-I've got my exam t-tomorrow...but...well...What's it like?" the question was garbled, confusing and incoherent but none the less The Gas Mask Alchemist tried his best to answer the question "The Exam? Well, It's not as bad as you'd think...Hell, you can't do as bad as I did..." with those words his mind began to drift back, further than intended unfortunately to the start of his life.

[Writing this part whilst weary! Yay!]
He was born to two very different people, his mother was a simple tailor. Sewing outfits for the village of Liore, a wonderful city that was wrapped deep in religion and kept a very relaxed attitude. Although a mother should always be a nurturing spirit, she was hardly there even before Felix was born, always finding away to avoid her husband Magnus and more over always finding some reason why to avoid her own son. It was not surprise when she came out with not one but an array of lovers, a harem of men and women for the woman so obsessed with herself. Young Felix wouldn't find this out until far later in life, no the six year old was simply told that his mother had gone on vacation after vacation. In high contrast though his father was a priest, and a good soul at that, he would always trying to see the best in people and wise beyond his already dwindling years. Felix and his father were inseparable, he was both the boy's father teaching him right from wrong, how to be a man and more over how to be a kind human being whilst so too being his mother, nurturing him and nagging him to do the best. Because of this Felix grew to love his Father as a man may love a god, striving to be like him and wishing to make him so proud.

For most of his life Felix and his father stuck with one another trying to make due with what little they had and giving as much as they could to assist the community, though Felix wouldn't know it then those were the years he would treasure most. The schools he attended and the life he lived was always something of an uphill struggle but always something he'd accomplish in the end, it was the old rule of 'everything works out in the end' for Felix and everything seemed to adhere to those laws, school was a dream he merely danced through only striving for normality over anything astounding much to the irritation of his Father but none the less Magnus understood the ways of his offspring.

It wasn't until his teen years that he started to realize his knack for Alchemy pleasing his father greatly as the man saw this as a gift from God and encouraged his son greatly. Soon the youthful Alchemist's power seemed to find strength in the mixing of chemicals and giving them an airborne form or 'gases', especially the likes of nerve gases such as Sarin, Chlorine and the like. Through these specialties Felix's father suggested that perhaps working with the military may be a wise choice for the boy, a nice foundation for the young chemist who strived for greatness and so the youthful Felix began to build his knowledge of Alchemy whilst honing his body to it's peak condition so that he might become the perfect weapon, a hero of Liore and more over a proud Alchemist.

At this time Felix met a young State Alchemist by the name of Otto Carstein who upon his journey's with the military had found himself in Liore in search of someone who may be able to grant him some research into a darker form of Alchemy, one forbidden by man and god himself. Although Felix had no knowledge of this Otto and Felix ran into each other whilst browsing the local library for any insight into Alchemic reaction, the two began to talk until closing time about the wonders of the universe and all they could accomplish through science. An instant spark was found and Otto was soon invited to stay with the Eisenhardt's and grew to be something of a welcomed soul in the poor families home. Felix and Otto would often spend hours a day scribbling notes out, Otto weaving stories of his exploits as an Alchemist or perhaps even just relaxing out in the fields sharing dreams and weaving fables. As the months went by Felix and Otto became inseparable friends often seen together walking around the city streets laughing and flirting with anything to walk their way almost brothers in spirit, and was no so surprise that the relationship soon evolved into something of a romantic relationship. The two became lovers and though were quite open with it all found themselves different from the other couples as they weren't as open with their sexuality but preferred to act as grand friends. It was at the peak of this relationship when Otto managed to find his answer for the question he'd been asking himself. In need of a human sacrifice to truly obtain the immortality he longed for, Otto led Felix down to the ancient cathedrals catacombs with promises of throws of passion and bewilderment Felix could only dream about. Lead down Felix found himself in the midst of a darkened room and when the door behind him slammed shut Felix knew that perhaps Otto wanted quite more literally take his heart. Forced to fight his feelings, Felix sadly allowed his heart to get the better of him and chose to trust Otto in the experimentation and prepared himself for the extraction of blood needed to create a 'red stone', though Felix was quite unaware of the true process needed. As he lost blood and began to faint the event was only stopped by one angry Priest with a shotgun who just so happened to overhear the boys.

With the death of a State Alchemist on their hands and an involvement with human transmutation, the father and son team were caught up in a scheme far greater than either of the men. With the little money they had and an array of tools thrown into a small rucksack Father Magnus insisted his boy attempt to do right by the lord and right by his country by returning the pocket watch and information of what transpired to the state and thus Felix started his quest to reach the State.

The Road was long and the stories he'd weaved were even longer, the time Felix was on the road he had decided to take up the role of Otto Carstein himself in an attempt to gain something of a status with his journey and realizing that as a State Alchemist he'd be less likely robbed, beaten or who knows what on his way to State and so Felix continued to utilize his knowledge of Otto's past and personality to continue his masquerade as a legendary man of science. Upon arriving in the harsh streets of State after many run ins with Otto's past catching up with the man, Felix made his way to finish his quest...although was met with a grand surprise. It seemed that throughout his journey he had been watched, followed and examined by a select group who had been hunting Otto Carstein ever since he abandoned the state to search for the hidden secrets of the philosopher's stone. Because of this, Felix's skills whilst fighting off debt collectors and even using Alchemy to sustain his life had impressed the military to the point where simply taking out the wandering preacher's son was simply taboo amongst those watching, instead when Felix arrived he was ushered swiftly into a large room where he would begin his examination.

Now, of course the Gas Mask Alchemist was not the most optimistic person in the world and so being ushered before a panel of Alchemists and Military officers who kept as silent as stone caused the young boy to become something of a wreck not knowing what to do exactly he flung the pocket watch forward at the desk and attempted to sprint out of the room screaming that he was 'Sorry' and that he 'didn't mean to do it!' before being grabbed by guardians and thrown before the panel once more. Whimpering and shaking the man was met with an uproar of laughter, after the reasoning of his placement within the chamber was explained Felix shakily presented his skills with Alchemy and swordplay, along with his abilities with a cudgel much to the pleasure of the military and thus gained the role of 'State Alchemist - The Gas Mask Alchemist'.


The woman blinked slowly as the man weaved his story before her, she seemed truly humbled by the tale much to the delight of Felix who proceeded to fold his arms and give a short nod upon finishing his tale yet was met with a cold silence. The woman shakily rose an eyebrow cocking her head to the side "S-So...You never did anything cool like serve in a war or...anything like that?" she stated with a condescending tone which caused Marcus to burst out laughing and Felix to fall from his chair paralyzed by the remark she gave him. Being the kind old soul he was Marcus decided to answer for the shattered man "No no, I mean look at 'im, does he really look like he could serve?" the older male stated with a deep chuckle causing Felix to launch himself up and point a finger at the fellow officer "Dry up! You Drugstore Cowboy! You're lucky I don't sock you in the kisser, yah bimbo!" the mask stated adjusting his bow tie before winding up a fist causing Marcus to simply punch the younger man in the forehead sending him down again "I'm afraid we're just a duo of humble Detectives. I'm sure you'll do fine though, believe me, if he can get in you can." the elder gentleman stated with a nod to the jittery woman who merely giggled at Felix attempting to find his footing once more, balancing one hand on a stool and attempting to stand upright.

The woman soon cocked her head with a sweet smile, her eyes seemed to change from sleep deprived to full of piss and vinegar and giving a short nod she went on her way as Marcus offered a hand to his partner who seemed to already take a fancy to mimicing the woman "'Haven't done anything cool' Pshah! Funny ol' bird. If she knew what we did Marco me boy! If she knew!" the man stated pointing to the man who proceeded to take another swill of his whiskey "Right you are Lix, right you are." the elder chuckled "So, you think that's the girl?" he stated in his deep boom of a tone to which the Gas Mask Alchemist simply propped up "A nervous dame lookin' for a role as a State Official? Yeah that's her." the man said before taking his fedora and placing it upon his head making his way out of the tavern with Marcus shortly behind him.

It had begun to rain as the two men made their way into the cobbled streets of the State, it always seemed to pour when Felix was on the case ever since day one...

...After the examination Felix had found himself lost around the complex time and time again, intimidated by the big lights of the city and the bigger personalities of his fellow Alchemist's Felix found himself remaining either in his room or down at the local bar that many of the other military officers decided to venture towards after a long shift. It was here that he found his eye for detail, often able to find out more about the inner workings of the government by simply conversing with the drunkards Felix was content with finding 'his people', the people who weren't troubled with where the next dime was coming from so long as they earned it by getting their hands dirty, so long as they had a family to return to. Felix was pleased to be among a lively homely like environment at the bar and soon found himself making friends among the scum kickers of the city, the cleaners and bar tenders who spent so long making sure the people were happy.

As time went on the state seemed to realise that Felix's connections and lack of combat experience may contribute to a role other than a military Major and so Felix was transferred, a simple detective now working among the military officials digging for information on the governments dirtiest secrets, it was here a world of criminal scum and alchemic taboos were open to him as he sifted through file after file of Alchemist's gone rotten, it was his way of realising that whilst the state could be viewed as an evil presence it was most definetly a neccesary evil. The man became a go-to man when it came to unsolvable cases and rogue Alchemist's, able to pinpoint their location in mere weeks whilst the military had taken months, finding his knack Felix excelled in the position but chose to remain in his small rundown apartment sending all funds he had to his father accompanied by a letter each passing week.

As Felix grew so too did the cases he was issued, the darker they got and the harder they were the more fun Felix truly did have. Hunting men was the top game, and Felix had a real love for it all, adopting the Gas Mask as his signature look he opted to never take the thing off, becoming an icon rather than a human. A way for people to know that no mere man was coming for them, that no human was dealing out justice but a masked creature from the world unknown and whilst the idea of the dreaded 'Gas Mask' rose so too did Felix's own skills with a rapier, a cudgel and most of all his alchemy honing his body spirit and mind into the perfect triumvirate to rule his being.
The Gas Mask Alchemist was born and the military was grateful that the man could watch over the city whilst they policed the nation.

They'd been trailing for a while and she seemed none the wiser, it was the perfect crime really. Her husband was a rogue Alchemist name by the codename of Raging Storm, an accomplished man and more over a dangerous criminal the likes of which even Felix would be quick to avoid but the detective had one thing the woman did not...knowledge. He knew she was hiding him in that run down little apartment of hers, he also knew that her love for that insane man was so strong that she'd never admit to it but thanks to his sources in the State hospital, namely that redheaded nurse who was good with her mouth in more ways than one, that the woman had a miscarriage some months ago and when her husband was revealed to up and leave right after hiring out a book or two by some of the darker characters in military history Felix easily put the pieces together.

He placed his hand on a small piece of chalk as the duo made their way up the elevator knowing she was only moment ahead of them all. "Sad story really." Marcus stated "Almost makes me wish they'd come quietly." Felix followed up with a deep sigh causing the elder man to turn his head to the man in confusion "Whaddaya mean by that Lix?" he pondered to which the Gas Mask Alchemist simply folded her arms as the ding of the elevator sounded, it's doors sliding open and the two making their way out "You'll see." he stated with a smile as they're smoothed boots made their way across the red carpeted floors before making their way to the oaken door they'd become so familiar with. Marcus proceeded to knock upon the door to which Felix instinctively leaned upon the wall beside the door frame.

After the sound of shuffling feet, murmurs and papers scattering the woman from earlier slid open a small slot in the door with a slightly harder stutter whilst Felix began to scribble upon the walls humming as he did so. Marcus was soon to speak out "Military Police, may we come in?" he inquired with a smile upon his aged face which was met with the woman's familiar stammering "O-O-Oh, you've come at a b-bad time! I've j-just come out of the shower and...and...well I can't right now, can you give me a moment?" she hastened causing Marcus to cup his hand over his face with a chuckle emitted "Miss Schneider, We met earlier, I'm surprised you don't remember." Marcus stated standing back and grinning "My mistake, I should say Mrs Schneider shouldn't I? Mister Schneider...He wouldn't happen to be home would he?" the detective remarked all the while Felix had drawn a sum of four transmutation circles on either side of the door's frame and on the wall mirroring the original continuing his light hum.

The woman froze, she was caught and she knew it and yet she still continued to try and get out of this free and easy. "Well...No he disappeared some months ago actually." she stated softly to which Marcus simply nodded, turning his head to Felix who raised his fingers showing two digits to which Marcus proceeded to nod in agreement "Can I inquire then who is in there with you? I'm sure a woman as pure as you wouldn't be so soon to move on." the elder detective stated with a chirped to which the woman reentered her stammering state "W-well, it's my brother, he ugh, he just came to check if everything was alright. Look just give me a minute and...and I'll let you in." she stammered out to which Marcus merely nodded "Understood miss, take your time."

The two detectives merely waited outside of the room for what seemed to be far longer than it was. Soon the door was unlocked, swinging open and revealing the young woman in something of a skimpy nighty. She was playing the sultry approach and Marcus knew it all too well, making a signal to the hidden Felix by mere inches the Gas Mask Alchemist knew what he was to do. The Elder man made his way into the room and Felix was left outside simply waiting for his turn to shine. The next event though seemed to be unexpected as a wave of red electricity soured out of the room causing the aging Felix to react, something was up and it wasn't good but he was sure Marcus would alert him. Placing his hand on his issued pistol he made his way peaking around the corner to see quite the ruckus, Marcus was pinned against a wall by a man who's muscle seemed doubled, his flesh seemed to be pulsating as if a heart beat of it's own. Felix was careful, remaining low as he creeped into the small apartment but the next sight was something so ungodly that it caused Felix's stomach to churn, the man seemingly began to drain Marcus's body of all liquid, dehydrating it at such a high rate that the body seemed to turn to ash in a few seconds and Marcus's own bulk added on to the man, perhaps Felix was wrong about the resurrecting a child idea, perhaps this man was just a plain ol' psychopath.

Aiming his pistol for the man's neck hoping to pierce the tip of the spine and cause a painless and swift death the emotions of Felix got the better of him, for hell's sake he just saw his partner killed and although he promised he'd keep mourning for later something drove the man to let off three rounds in the hulking masses back, assuming that he'd simply fall to the floor slowly the creature turned eyeing Marcus with a growl that was so unearthly it drove shivers down the Alchemist's spine "Well, aren't you the big six." The Gas Mask Alchemist stated keeping his pistol steady "I've been wrapped up in your caper for a good few weeks and what do I find? A no good ossified palooka." Felix chuckled to himself as the tower of muscle roared out before launching itself dead, it was no mistaking that this was human transmutation quite evident from the white eyes and souless look the man held, leaping over to the large window Felix thanked his stars that he'd made it out alive...so far at least. "Sorry, Mac, but if you want to bump me off you're going to be a little more butterfly and less bee." the detective taunted crouched as the hulking man turned his head rushing forward for the well dressed man, launching himself forward and forgetting utterly about the thin pane of glass between an untimely death and he. As he leaped forward Felix simply rolled from his position taking a few pot shots at the monstrosity as he fell from the apartment complex's top floor soaring downward as Felix gave a sigh as he leaned over the edge hoping to see a bloodied corpse below, but instead seeing one enormous set of fingers dangling causing Felix to laugh to himself.

"You know, mac, usually I'd help an ape like you out in this situation but when it comes down to it? You offed my partner." Felix stated stepping upon a finger causing the monster to wince out in pain as a finger was retracted "And that just grinds my gears." he continued stepping, only two dangled now "So say hi to Lucifer for me pally!" the detective stated slamming his foot down on the final two...but was met with a shocking sight of another two hands gripping on to the ledge and lifting up an even larger body along with it's six legs and four extra arms "Well, my my Grannie, what big appendages you have." The Alchemist stated taking his final shot at the beast's head and yet the wound was healed almost instantly, in a last attempt he hurled the pistol forward and began to rush out of the room as fast as he could with the thumping of meat and a large roar on his heels.

Leaping the couch and making his way into the main hall way he slammed his hands upon the first seal creating a wall of what stone he had to use which was instantly smashed by the beast behind him, his hands then met his second pair creating an array of spikes that seemed to do nothing but irritate the beast further. "Well aint that a kick in the head..." the Detective remarked as he threw a cigar at the elevator button for up, sure it was a risk but he needed to do something. As the light flashed and those doors slid open Felix hurled himself inside the small death box slamming his fist upon the door close button before going upward and there he stood swaying to the music within. "Ooo, Lady BlahBlah, nice touch." he remarked about the apartment buildings choice, there he stood twiddling his thumbs as if nothing happened with a grin upon his face as the elevator neared it's destination...the roof. Why the roof? Well it was the first button he saw and it was shiny.

Before finally reaching the mark suddenly the floor of the elevator began to erode much to the dismay of the detective who out of shock of two massive hands reaching through the metal instantly leaped to the shaft above leaping a top the elevator's small maintenance door and riding a top the death trap. Withdrawing his chalk he began to scribble as fast as he could as the machine made it's way just before the exit...leaping out and placing his hands on the seal transmuting the metal into a large anchor the man leaped upon the small slither of stone holding on to dear life to the corners as the beast was thrown down into the darkness and leaving a panting man in a gas mask. As the door's opened he was met by the sight of an old bewildered couple who were at a loss for words "Heh, Maintenance round here is a real bitch aint it?" he remarked as he thrust himself onto the red carpet and laid square on the ground panting...hopefully tomorrow would be a more relaxed adventure. Perhaps the case of the bisexual redheaded punk girls who had lost their whiskey truck he pondered but in truth he was just glad to be alive and kicking ready for the next tale...

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ALCHEMIC ABILITY:
Felix has a knack for airborne toxins and through experimentation for the majority of his life has become somewhat immune to most of their effects though opts to wear a Gas Mask for safety whilst utilizing these chemicals. Although this is his main ability Felix is a well versed Alchemist and holds a basic knowledge of most elemental reaction.

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TRIVIA:

• Can speak Cretarian moderately well (Sage), Amestrian fluently(Standard) and a little Ishvallan, just enough to get by (Orange)
  
• Holds a photographic memory and a keen eye for detail.
  
• Is an advanced Stick-Fighter and accomplished fencer.
  
• Has severe flashbacks every so often.
  
• Can play a variety of stringed instruments (Piano, Violin).
  
• Has an unwavering fear of Fish and Birds to the point of avoiding a street simply for a pidgeon bopping along it's cobbled roads.
  
• Has deep mother issues and a resentment for her despising every aspect of her being, when brought up Felix is known to grow cold and wrathful.
  
• Is deeply religious, following a strong code of morality.
  

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ALIAS:
Monkey

OTHER CHARACTERS:
Noone

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
So, I've been roleplaying since I was hooked to this ol' internet machine and yet
I've never experienced a Full Metal Alchemist roleplay site. I'm just looking to write an enjoyable story and I hope to be an active part of the community soon!

FACE CLAIM:

Code:

[b]DC Comics[/b]/[i]Wesley Dodds[/i]

CUSTOM RANK:
Alchemist - Detective

OFFICIAL TITLE:
The Gas Mask Alchemist.

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[Guest]

Okay! Finished and bump! :3

[Dai]

R E V I S E

AWESOME app! Now, I think this is finished, right? That's why you asked in the cbox? If it is, then I'll start.

1: You're... um... missing a personality. It's kinda important. ^^;

2: History - you can't be a State Alchemist from the start.

And that is about it! =3

[Guest]

1: Whoops! I'm such a chump sometimes, There edited it in.

2: Ah that's just the opening, if you read on it explains he's not a State Alchemist, he's impersonating a State Alchemist, his ranking is merely part of the police force, or rather works along side them as an investigator. Is that okay? :3

Thank you Dai, you sure are swell for doing this!

[Reila Tsukino]

APPROVED

It seems that you don't have a complete understanding of what alchemic ability really is. However, this is approvable, thus I will approve it. But for your transmutation app (that all alchemists must have), I ask that you make it a specific thing. We don't really allow people to use "basic" alchemy because it would be overpowering, so we limited it to one ability to start.

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