[b]Travelin' at the speed of light.[/b] [i]A beam of light traveled throughout dojoville, bouncing off every reflective surface possible until it inexplicably landed right at the Dojo Gates, of which a figure appeared within a instant, the beam was now gone. The figure was an extremely tall male, standing at 301cm, or 9'8 for plebes. He had tanned skin and a muscular build to him, covered by his double breasted white suit. He had a handsome face for a middle aged person, with a few wrinkles that showed off his age. His salt and pepper hair was combed back as his ocean green eyes scanned the area.[/i] "I wonder I wonder...where could I possibly be at now? Not like I have many options except to move forward~ Perhaps someone could greet me in a polite manner? Bah, not in today's age. Children don't show respect and go around flinging their powers willy nilly like some brat on a temper tantrum...." [i]Thus, the man of light Edward van Clarke had arrived at the dojo, moving forwards through the gates that led to the dojo itself. Not even five minutes in and some jackass wielding a katana decided to combat him by jumping out of some bushes on the side, Edward had but a split second to move and he did, the assailants katana just missing his tricep, slashing the suit. Edward retaliated with swift kick to the chest, which had sent the katana ninja flying. Edward let out a sigh as he pointed his finger at the ninja, a small beam of light erupted from his fingertip and pierced the ninjas brain.[/i] "I thought so. Ought to greet people in a polite manner, not attack them - Oh, it seems his sword had tarnished my suit. Such a shame, now I need to find a tailor around here, but I doubt these barbarians have any..." [spoiler]Open. Introducing a bizarre character.[/spoiler]