@Brookiera. I'm doing Star Wars, so Marvel is fine. 

Name: Mirax T.

Appearence: See pic.

Personality: I don't know. Cheerful, popping up in odd places, with a sarcastic streak.

Fandom from which thee hails from: Star Wars

Weapon: A BlasTech in an arm holster

Powers: Nope. Force sensitives get waay to much credit.

Additional info which may need to be added: I'm similar to the "real Mirax Terrik", but I'm definitively not her.  

Yay, I'm so excited! I've never done this kind of thing before, where you sign up to be a charrie in a story someone else writes....well except for  a Ski Lodge but that's different.

Name: Clouded Leopard

Location: The Hoenn Region

Clouded Leopard smiled as her Luxray, Voltaire finished off a Cyndaquil with the nickname of Ember. "You're a fine trainer." a voice said, startling her out of her thoughts. 

"Thank you, sir." Clouded said, nodding in thanks. "I want you to have this Pokemon." He said, holding forward a MasterBall.

"What Pokemon is it?" She asked. "It's a MewTwo." he said. Clouded gasped, the fur on her ears and tail standing on end. "I can't take this sir. I really can't!" Clouded exclaimed.

"You must." Clouded took a deep breath. "Well, if you insist ..." she said, exhaling heavily. "I do insist." the man said, smiling. "Thank you Trainer ... I don't believe you told me your name."

"I am known by many names. But here I am known as Brendan." the man said, pressing the MewTwo into her hand.

"Thank you, sir!" Clouded called as the man swept passed her. "Anytime." He said.

He was a funny man, Clouded reflected. He was wearing a black cloak, but he showed his face. He had had black hair with a scraggly beard, and warm brown eyes with a twinkle in them.

"Let's see this MewTwo ..." Clouded muttered to herself.

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Name: Mei-Xue Li

Location: Camp Half-Blood, Long Island, New York

Mei-xue sat up in her bunk, looking around. Yes, she read the Percy Jackson series, even when she had seen (and on occasion spoken to) Percy Jackson herself.

Was she ever mentioned in the books? No. The only really and truly famous descendant of Apollo in the books was Will Solace, Counseler of Cabin seven.

He was a good kid, so she didn't mind too much. She did mind a little bit, though. She clambered down from the bunk, leaving Demigods & Magicians up there. 

Most of the campers thought her a little crazy for reading them, but the most she could do was ignore them.

As she left the Cabin, Sakura Kita nearly ran into her. "Oh!" she exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, Mei!" Mei smiled, saying, "It's fine. Honestly, you don't have to apologize whenever we literally bump into each other!"

Sakura studied her for a moment, then finally said, "Well, if you're sure ..." 

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More later! I hope to post from Owlgirl's perspective sometime tonight! If I'm lucky, I might be able to fit me in too!

Just so that y'all know, I'm posting from perspective (for now, anyways) in the order the charrie sheets were made. 

Name: Owlgirl

Location: The Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle, England, Unplottable

The Hall roared with the sound of students, hungry for fellowship and food. "Hello, Nora." Owlgirl said. Nora smiled at her, saying, "Hallo!"

They sat down side by side at the Hufflepuff table, watching the first year students file in. The Sorting Hat was set on a stool, and he began to sing.

Hogwarts is a place of knowedge, 

A place to learn. 

I find that you learnst best by learning with those most like you.

So come step forward,

To find those like you.

Nora sat there, beaming happily at a little boy in line. "Who's that?" Owlgirl hissed to her. "My little brother, Thomas."

Owlgirl nodded as "Americ, Robert," became a Gryffindor. "Oh, I do hope he's in Hufflepuff with me, or Gryffindor with Amy!" Nora exclaimed fervently.

Several names flashed through Owlgirl's mind as they were called out, but she didn't pay much attention. She was staring at the man sitting up with the teachers, wearing black dress robes and a cloak, a kind of scraggly beard, and a twinkle to his eyes. 

"Cadwell, Irina," 

"Nora, who d'you suppose that man sitting up with the teachers is?"

"I expect a teacher. Unless the Triwizard tourmanent is happening this year." Nora said, not taking her eyes off of Thomas as "Horn, Lauren" became a Slytherin.

As the name "Jordan, Thomas" was called, Nora squealed excitedly, her brown eyes flashing. The hat paused for a moment, before calling out, "HUFFLEPUFF!" To which Nora replied by standing up, hugging Owlgirl, and screaming her head off happily.

A little boy with dark hair, eyes, and skin, just like his whole family ran up to Nora, yelling something happily at her.

She ran up to him, hugging him, and then dragging him back to sit on the other side of her. "This is Owlgirl, Thomas. You haven't met her."

"I know that." Thomas replied, rolling his eyes. He stuck out a hand, saying to Owlgirl, "Pleased to meet you."

"Likewise." Owlgirl said, beaming at him and shaking his hand. I'm glad he got into Hufflepuff. Owlgirl thought as the headmaster started making anouncements.

As it was said, "And this is our new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher," Owlgirl got violently jabbed in the ribs, accompanied by Nora hissing, "Told you so."