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MCvipond1
Korigon
So, pokemonboy100, xloopoxthexgreat and II have decided to create a Soul Eater RP!
Intro:
A sound soul dwells within a sound body and a sound mind.
In this world, there is one town where we start our story, Death city, the people living in this world have certain techniques during battle that revolve around a given person's "soul wavelength", which, as the name implies, is the wavelength of one's soul. By using their soul wavelengths, a meister and his or her weapon can pull off a more powerful attack by performing a "soul echo" which matches their soul wavelengths. When the soul echo is used to its maximum level, it becomes known as a "soul resonance" which allows the partners to use high-class attacks. These include the "witch hunt", which causes the given weapon to grow and cut through the air for long range attacks; the "sorcerer hunt", otherwise known as the "witch hunting's witch hunt" which is a more powerful version of the witch hunt attack; a stronger version of the witch hunt known as the "demon hunt"; and the "protective spirit body", which creates a large shield for defence against attacks by fusing the soul wavelengths of the partners. A powerful and rare technique known as the "soul purge" enables the user to send his or her own soul wavelength through one of their hands to directly damage the opponent's body; when using both hands, which deals twice as much damage, the technique is known as the "double soul purge twin lance". A stronger form of the soul purge is known as the "soul menace". Other techniques include the "soul feedback" which is used to find the presence of others, or the "soul protection" which is a magical barrier used by witches to hide their soul wavelength from others allowing them to blend in with normal humans.
Backstory:
30 Years after the main story, technology has advanced. But not that much. Death city still stands, and Lord Death is amazingly still alive and continues to be the Headmaster to the DWMA (Death Weapon Meister Academy). The common goal for Meisters and Weapons still goes on, too: Capture and eat 99 Kishin Egg souls, and a single witch soul in order to become a Death scythe, a weapon that can be used by Lord Death himself, and people have been using the Mission bulletin more, as the amount of students in the school seems to have increased.
But lately, there have been rumours of a new group bent on making a new Kishin, presumably the leader. He/She apparently strives for great power, and his/her soul has become a Kishin Egg already. There are several members in this organization, and 5 elites, or commanders that seem to carry out the leader’s plans: Capturing Human souls. The group doesn’t seem to have a name. The students and teachers at DWMA call them the “Shadow syndicate.” but so far nobody seems to have a plan for defeating these people. The students are slowly stopping each member one by one. But the Shadow syndicate seem to have something bigger planned than just soul gathering…
It’s currently a new year at DWMA, Meisters and Weapons are pairing up. Tomorrow, there will be a large gathering in the academy’s main hall. Where Meisters and Weapons will have a better chance of finding partners, each person will have a nametag indicating if they’re a “Weapon” or “Meister”. And the best part is: There will be snacks.
Rules:
1) No God-modding.
2) Don't troll.
3) Don't RP unless accepted.
Applications:
Students:
Weapon Meister:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Personality:
Weapon:
Weapon:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (weapon form too)
Backstory:
Personality:
Meister:
Teachers:
Meister:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Personality:
Weapon:
The class they teach: (not the type of class, the class of students)
Weapon:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Backstory:
Personality:
Meister:
Class they teach:
Other:
Witch:
Name:
Age:
Backstory:
Personality:
Magic type and animal they base their powers off:
Accepters:
MCvipond1
pokemonboy100
xloopoxthexgreatx
The thread: soul-eater-thread-t94076.html
Have fun!~
Intro:
A sound soul dwells within a sound body and a sound mind.
In this world, there is one town where we start our story, Death city, the people living in this world have certain techniques during battle that revolve around a given person's "soul wavelength", which, as the name implies, is the wavelength of one's soul. By using their soul wavelengths, a meister and his or her weapon can pull off a more powerful attack by performing a "soul echo" which matches their soul wavelengths. When the soul echo is used to its maximum level, it becomes known as a "soul resonance" which allows the partners to use high-class attacks. These include the "witch hunt", which causes the given weapon to grow and cut through the air for long range attacks; the "sorcerer hunt", otherwise known as the "witch hunting's witch hunt" which is a more powerful version of the witch hunt attack; a stronger version of the witch hunt known as the "demon hunt"; and the "protective spirit body", which creates a large shield for defence against attacks by fusing the soul wavelengths of the partners. A powerful and rare technique known as the "soul purge" enables the user to send his or her own soul wavelength through one of their hands to directly damage the opponent's body; when using both hands, which deals twice as much damage, the technique is known as the "double soul purge twin lance". A stronger form of the soul purge is known as the "soul menace". Other techniques include the "soul feedback" which is used to find the presence of others, or the "soul protection" which is a magical barrier used by witches to hide their soul wavelength from others allowing them to blend in with normal humans.
Backstory:
30 Years after the main story, technology has advanced. But not that much. Death city still stands, and Lord Death is amazingly still alive and continues to be the Headmaster to the DWMA (Death Weapon Meister Academy). The common goal for Meisters and Weapons still goes on, too: Capture and eat 99 Kishin Egg souls, and a single witch soul in order to become a Death scythe, a weapon that can be used by Lord Death himself, and people have been using the Mission bulletin more, as the amount of students in the school seems to have increased.
But lately, there have been rumours of a new group bent on making a new Kishin, presumably the leader. He/She apparently strives for great power, and his/her soul has become a Kishin Egg already. There are several members in this organization, and 5 elites, or commanders that seem to carry out the leader’s plans: Capturing Human souls. The group doesn’t seem to have a name. The students and teachers at DWMA call them the “Shadow syndicate.” but so far nobody seems to have a plan for defeating these people. The students are slowly stopping each member one by one. But the Shadow syndicate seem to have something bigger planned than just soul gathering…
It’s currently a new year at DWMA, Meisters and Weapons are pairing up. Tomorrow, there will be a large gathering in the academy’s main hall. Where Meisters and Weapons will have a better chance of finding partners, each person will have a nametag indicating if they’re a “Weapon” or “Meister”. And the best part is: There will be snacks.
Rules:
1) No God-modding.
2) Don't troll.
3) Don't RP unless accepted.
Applications:
Students:
Weapon Meister:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Personality:
Weapon:
Weapon:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (weapon form too)
Backstory:
Personality:
Meister:
Teachers:
Meister:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Backstory:
Personality:
Weapon:
The class they teach: (not the type of class, the class of students)
Weapon:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Backstory:
Personality:
Meister:
Class they teach:
Other:
Witch:
Name:
Age:
Backstory:
Personality:
Magic type and animal they base their powers off:
Accepters:
MCvipond1
pokemonboy100
xloopoxthexgreatx
The thread: soul-eater-thread-t94076.html
Have fun!~
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Is this still going on? If so I would like to join.
Weapon Meister:
Name: Joshua Cunningham
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long black hair, red eyes , long black and red cloak.
Backstory: Not much is know about his past. He has been from foster home to foster home not fitting in. then one day he was attacked by a Kishin looking for more power but was saved by a Meister that went by the name of Zero and with his blue long sword he cut the Kishin to pieces. Zero sensed that Joshua has potential to become a great Meister and takes him to DWMA to learn how to control his power
Personality: He is shy and tends to stick to himself or a small group he also will go to any lengths to defend his friends.
Weapon: He does not have a weapon but is searching for one (maybe on of the other people applying)
Weapon Meister:
Name: Joshua Cunningham
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: Long black hair, red eyes , long black and red cloak.
Backstory: Not much is know about his past. He has been from foster home to foster home not fitting in. then one day he was attacked by a Kishin looking for more power but was saved by a Meister that went by the name of Zero and with his blue long sword he cut the Kishin to pieces. Zero sensed that Joshua has potential to become a great Meister and takes him to DWMA to learn how to control his power
Personality: He is shy and tends to stick to himself or a small group he also will go to any lengths to defend his friends.
Weapon: He does not have a weapon but is searching for one (maybe on of the other people applying)
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Weapon:Fencing Sword
Name:
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Backstory:Left alone to fend for its self meets death the kid on the street and is taken is and trained.
Personality:Helpful and strong willed
Meister: none so far
Name:
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Backstory:Left alone to fend for its self meets death the kid on the street and is taken is and trained.
Personality:Helpful and strong willed
Meister: none so far
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The RP has been dead for over a week mate. Look at last posting date before posting.
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I love Soul eater its the best show ever i love Black star he epic
Students:
Weapon Meister:
Name:Dark Fang
Age:16 (real life age)
Gender:Male
Appearance:Black Hoddie blue eyes black paints
Backstory:when Dark Fang was a Assassin like his mom and dad were and when Dark fang was old enough he was sent to find weapons and so he found a weapon and the wepon he loved was the Dagger that can also be ninjastars and sythe later on he was sent to train at Death Castle.When him and his family member (Assassins) were strong enough They had to kill the ultimate KISHIN.
Personality:Dark Fang is happy all the time likes to make jokes and he gets mad alot
Weapon:Daggers that can also be Sythes and Ninja stars
In game name link5544
plzplz accept I LOVE SOUL EATER
Students:
Weapon Meister:
Name:Dark Fang
Age:16 (real life age)
Gender:Male
Appearance:Black Hoddie blue eyes black paints
Backstory:when Dark Fang was a Assassin like his mom and dad were and when Dark fang was old enough he was sent to find weapons and so he found a weapon and the wepon he loved was the Dagger that can also be ninjastars and sythe later on he was sent to train at Death Castle.When him and his family member (Assassins) were strong enough They had to kill the ultimate KISHIN.
Personality:Dark Fang is happy all the time likes to make jokes and he gets mad alot
Weapon:Daggers that can also be Sythes and Ninja stars
In game name link5544
plzplz accept I LOVE SOUL EATER
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a) Use more grammar.
b) More backstory needed.
c) This isn't a server RP, it's for the forums.
b) More backstory needed.
c) This isn't a server RP, it's for the forums.
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yay
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added moar
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Accepted~
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RoseO, accepted,
Deth Glith, more backstory.
Deth Glith, more backstory.
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Meister:
Name: Mr. (Damon) Farrow
Age:27
Gender:Male
Appearance:
Backstory:Damon was a student, he was a high preforming one, he was the most popular but he never bullied. if he saw anyone being bullied... lets just say the bully would have a bad day. The year before he graduated a meister was trying to bully a weapon, He walked over to the 'punk' and after one swift punch, knocking him unconcious, he look to the 'punks' friends, they were new to the school, and he said "you want to be like him?". Not one of them stayed more then three seconds. That weapon who was being bullied is now his weapon and someone we will give his life to protect. He left the school a year early but eventually decided to return as a teacher. He is now respected (and feared) but most of the students and large amount of teachers. He has some how gained followers, he pains himself trying to get rid of them but many of them class him as a legend after all the stuff he was supposed to have done in school. the same things some of the teachers who learned with him tell their pupils when they run out of topics near the end of a lesson as a joke.
Personality:Kind but can kill without mercy. Very matter of fact and to the point.
Weapon:(need someone to apply! or i may do it myself...)
The class they teach: (what classes are there?)
Name: Mr. (Damon) Farrow
Age:27
Gender:Male
Appearance:
Backstory:Damon was a student, he was a high preforming one, he was the most popular but he never bullied. if he saw anyone being bullied... lets just say the bully would have a bad day. The year before he graduated a meister was trying to bully a weapon, He walked over to the 'punk' and after one swift punch, knocking him unconcious, he look to the 'punks' friends, they were new to the school, and he said "you want to be like him?". Not one of them stayed more then three seconds. That weapon who was being bullied is now his weapon and someone we will give his life to protect. He left the school a year early but eventually decided to return as a teacher. He is now respected (and feared) but most of the students and large amount of teachers. He has some how gained followers, he pains himself trying to get rid of them but many of them class him as a legend after all the stuff he was supposed to have done in school. the same things some of the teachers who learned with him tell their pupils when they run out of topics near the end of a lesson as a joke.
Personality:Kind but can kill without mercy. Very matter of fact and to the point.
Weapon:(need someone to apply! or i may do it myself...)
The class they teach: (what classes are there?)
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Name:
Netami Beils
Age:
17
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
http://naimane.deviantart.com/gallery/7 ... 4#/d3fd1ye
Backstory:
Netami lived a live of luxury, but at the cost of his parents never paying attention to him. They were always on a business call, or at a meeting, or talking with a client, or just plain out ignoring him. He was constantly trying to run away, too, but the guards of the estate always caught him before he got away. He was very unhappy. Well, that is, until a witch came to visit. She was disguised as a nanny. She offered to care for Netami as long as she and her son could stay at the Beils' estate. Netami gave her the cold shoulder, but eventually warmed up to her. She didn't ignore him at least. When she had gained enough trust to make Netami happy, her son attacked his parents and killed them, having his strange weapon eat their souls. Trust and heart shattered, Netami fled, taking a lot of money with him. He was only 12. He vowed revenge on this horrible witch and all other witches. He ran until he could not run any further, and that's when he passed out near Death City. When he woke up, he was in a laboratory of some sort. An insane laugh made him much more alert of the situation he was in. He watched, horrified and strapped to an operating table, as Dr.Stein walked into the room. Apparently to Dr.Stein, an albino person was considered an endangered species. Netami's ruby colored eyes fascinated him. Netami blacked out again, thankfully unconscious while Dr.Stein operated. When Netami finally woke, he was sitting in a living room, a blonde woman with an eyepatch poking his shoulder. She smiled brightly and offered him some tea. He hesitantly accepted, and she walked off to go make it. He spotted a mirror on a wall, and dreading that the man had done something to his face. And right he was, as when he peered in the mirror, he found that his left eye had been stitched back in place. And his right eye? Not so lucky. He gasped, and quickly moved his hair to cover it. Oh, Netami could see just fine, but having mismatched eyes just wasn't cool. Before Marie came into the room, he left. Thankfully, Stein hadn't taken the large wad of cash out of Netami's pocket. Netami bought a loft apartment, and quite a large one at that. Being an albino, he liked to stay inside more often, so he made sure to buy comfortable furniture and plenty of things to do. As such, he was once again living a luxurious life. That's when he learnt about the DWMA. On a stroke of curiosity, he watched a battle between two students there. Well, technically four, as two of them transformed into weapons. Netami joined the DWMA, fascinated by the concept of people transforming into weapons and the people who wield the weapons. But unfortunately for him, very few weapons were compatible to his soul. And the few that were already had meisters. After three more years of training, he could percept souls, and that made him proud. Still, he was searching for the perfect weapon partner. He had almost had one, but the snobby jerk that had almost been his partner chose a different person instead. He also found that he was most compatible with sword weapons. Another two years of nobody compatible and he nearly gave up. That is, until a person bumped into him at school. The girl had said sorry and wandered away, but he had been using Soul Percept. She was a sword weapon, and had no meister. Netami smiled to himself as he walked to his next class. Now all he had to do was find her again.
Personality:
Usually icy and cold to others, but can be kind and gentlemanly. He doesn't trust many people. Though, he can be pretty protective over whoever he trusts. He also likes to joke around with his close friends, which is currently no one.
Weapon:
Marina Bonnefoy.
Notes: He really doesn't like it when people mention his albinism or the fact that his right eye is blue while the left one is red. He's also not very popular.
Netami Beils
Age:
17
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
http://naimane.deviantart.com/gallery/7 ... 4#/d3fd1ye
Backstory:
Netami lived a live of luxury, but at the cost of his parents never paying attention to him. They were always on a business call, or at a meeting, or talking with a client, or just plain out ignoring him. He was constantly trying to run away, too, but the guards of the estate always caught him before he got away. He was very unhappy. Well, that is, until a witch came to visit. She was disguised as a nanny. She offered to care for Netami as long as she and her son could stay at the Beils' estate. Netami gave her the cold shoulder, but eventually warmed up to her. She didn't ignore him at least. When she had gained enough trust to make Netami happy, her son attacked his parents and killed them, having his strange weapon eat their souls. Trust and heart shattered, Netami fled, taking a lot of money with him. He was only 12. He vowed revenge on this horrible witch and all other witches. He ran until he could not run any further, and that's when he passed out near Death City. When he woke up, he was in a laboratory of some sort. An insane laugh made him much more alert of the situation he was in. He watched, horrified and strapped to an operating table, as Dr.Stein walked into the room. Apparently to Dr.Stein, an albino person was considered an endangered species. Netami's ruby colored eyes fascinated him. Netami blacked out again, thankfully unconscious while Dr.Stein operated. When Netami finally woke, he was sitting in a living room, a blonde woman with an eyepatch poking his shoulder. She smiled brightly and offered him some tea. He hesitantly accepted, and she walked off to go make it. He spotted a mirror on a wall, and dreading that the man had done something to his face. And right he was, as when he peered in the mirror, he found that his left eye had been stitched back in place. And his right eye? Not so lucky. He gasped, and quickly moved his hair to cover it. Oh, Netami could see just fine, but having mismatched eyes just wasn't cool. Before Marie came into the room, he left. Thankfully, Stein hadn't taken the large wad of cash out of Netami's pocket. Netami bought a loft apartment, and quite a large one at that. Being an albino, he liked to stay inside more often, so he made sure to buy comfortable furniture and plenty of things to do. As such, he was once again living a luxurious life. That's when he learnt about the DWMA. On a stroke of curiosity, he watched a battle between two students there. Well, technically four, as two of them transformed into weapons. Netami joined the DWMA, fascinated by the concept of people transforming into weapons and the people who wield the weapons. But unfortunately for him, very few weapons were compatible to his soul. And the few that were already had meisters. After three more years of training, he could percept souls, and that made him proud. Still, he was searching for the perfect weapon partner. He had almost had one, but the snobby jerk that had almost been his partner chose a different person instead. He also found that he was most compatible with sword weapons. Another two years of nobody compatible and he nearly gave up. That is, until a person bumped into him at school. The girl had said sorry and wandered away, but he had been using Soul Percept. She was a sword weapon, and had no meister. Netami smiled to himself as he walked to his next class. Now all he had to do was find her again.
Personality:
Usually icy and cold to others, but can be kind and gentlemanly. He doesn't trust many people. Though, he can be pretty protective over whoever he trusts. He also likes to joke around with his close friends, which is currently no one.
Weapon:
Marina Bonnefoy.
Notes: He really doesn't like it when people mention his albinism or the fact that his right eye is blue while the left one is red. He's also not very popular.
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Weapon Meister:
Name:lukeus
Age:11
Gender:male
Appearance:shagy cloths and brown hair
Backstory:He was born on a zombie island and his family died but when he was 10 he killed off the zombies and...lived. When he was 11 he'd known he was a weapon (well half of a weapon cuz he was 11) and he was 11 forever. 5 years later he known more about this death city and a mana orb in it. The dead didn't attack him (he didn't know why) but we say thanks to lukeus for helping us
Personality:shy,fast,forever liveing.
Weapon:undead tipe dagger
Name:lukeus
Age:11
Gender:male
Appearance:shagy cloths and brown hair
Backstory:He was born on a zombie island and his family died but when he was 10 he killed off the zombies and...lived. When he was 11 he'd known he was a weapon (well half of a weapon cuz he was 11) and he was 11 forever. 5 years later he known more about this death city and a mana orb in it. The dead didn't attack him (he didn't know why) but we say thanks to lukeus for helping us
Personality:shy,fast,forever liveing.
Weapon:undead tipe dagger
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Teacher
Meister
Name: Mizuki 'Dawn' Alistar
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Appearance: Her skin is a normal peach colour, still vibrant with life. Her hair a dark blue and usually seen tied into a long ponytail. She wears a light blue t-shirt that ends over her stomach, exposing her navel, the sleeves of said t-shirt are a light, see-through blue and end at her wrists. She wears a silver belt around her wist holding her jeans in place, a small silver chain hangs from one of the belt loops. Her feet are usually bare, but she wears cuffed boots when leaving the academy.
Backstory: Mizuki was the only child her mother, Rioko Alistar, was able to conceive before killed within her own home and having her soul consumed by one of her maidens as her daughter watched, helplessly. Her father, Dijune 'Dusk' Alistar, felled the evil soul before it caused anymore harm.
Having been exposed to death and life's other nightmares at the tender age of 4, she quickly matured and followed in her father's footsteps to become a powerful Wepon's Meister and protect the Alistar village.
She trained with her father from the age of 6 until 15, at which her village was attacked once more by a group of human's bearing Kishin eggs within, seeking power for themselves. She fought alongside her father, but being without a Weapon of her own, she was little help. He was soon overpowered, before he died, she took his weapon in hand and fell all three of the evil souls with a single slash, The Zantetsuken.
She watched her father's soul fade away along with the soul of his weapon, Maiya Alistar, her adopted sister.
Her village in ruin and her family slaughtered before her eyes. Her resolve had faded, she had lost the one thing she sought to protect.
She took to the road, skipping villages in search of a new place to call home.
Her journey came to an end as she fainted in front of the DWMA.
Years later, she embarked on a journey with other students who were lost in the process. Upon returning, she was herald for her bravery and asked to take on the role as a teacher.
Personality: Strong willed, calm, cool and collected. A natural soul of a born leader. Tends to over think things. Thinking things through before carrying them out is a great trait but over thinking them leads to her mind creating scenarios that have very little chance of actually occurring, this draws her back from her full potential, making her not very quick to act or decide on a specific action to carry out.
Weapon: She has two partners and uses them both in their katana states, holding one forward and the other back handed. Both blades are able to unify to form a double-bladed pole-arm.
The class they teach: Class Setting Sun, a survivals class.
Meister
Name: Mizuki 'Dawn' Alistar
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Appearance: Her skin is a normal peach colour, still vibrant with life. Her hair a dark blue and usually seen tied into a long ponytail. She wears a light blue t-shirt that ends over her stomach, exposing her navel, the sleeves of said t-shirt are a light, see-through blue and end at her wrists. She wears a silver belt around her wist holding her jeans in place, a small silver chain hangs from one of the belt loops. Her feet are usually bare, but she wears cuffed boots when leaving the academy.
Backstory: Mizuki was the only child her mother, Rioko Alistar, was able to conceive before killed within her own home and having her soul consumed by one of her maidens as her daughter watched, helplessly. Her father, Dijune 'Dusk' Alistar, felled the evil soul before it caused anymore harm.
Having been exposed to death and life's other nightmares at the tender age of 4, she quickly matured and followed in her father's footsteps to become a powerful Wepon's Meister and protect the Alistar village.
She trained with her father from the age of 6 until 15, at which her village was attacked once more by a group of human's bearing Kishin eggs within, seeking power for themselves. She fought alongside her father, but being without a Weapon of her own, she was little help. He was soon overpowered, before he died, she took his weapon in hand and fell all three of the evil souls with a single slash, The Zantetsuken.
She watched her father's soul fade away along with the soul of his weapon, Maiya Alistar, her adopted sister.
Her village in ruin and her family slaughtered before her eyes. Her resolve had faded, she had lost the one thing she sought to protect.
She took to the road, skipping villages in search of a new place to call home.
Her journey came to an end as she fainted in front of the DWMA.
Years later, she embarked on a journey with other students who were lost in the process. Upon returning, she was herald for her bravery and asked to take on the role as a teacher.
Personality: Strong willed, calm, cool and collected. A natural soul of a born leader. Tends to over think things. Thinking things through before carrying them out is a great trait but over thinking them leads to her mind creating scenarios that have very little chance of actually occurring, this draws her back from her full potential, making her not very quick to act or decide on a specific action to carry out.
Weapon: She has two partners and uses them both in their katana states, holding one forward and the other back handed. Both blades are able to unify to form a double-bladed pole-arm.
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Soul Resonance: Zantetsuken
Explanation of Soul Resonance: The Zantetsuken is a skill that can only be perfected by the determined focus and unrelenting strength of a pure hearted Meister alongside a compatible blade-form Weapon. "One's focus must be concrete.", so she was told by her father as he trained her.
The Zantetsuken is a single blow attack. A single and final slash for any fight it is used and executed properly within. The user jolts passed it's target at a speed that surpasses that of light, slashing through their foe as they do. Breaking through any defense and bringing a fight to a clean end.
A move so powerful must, and never will be, known by any mere weapon's Meister. It was developed by the Alistar family and has been kept within them since. Passed down from generation to generation it is still unknown if this move is even executable by a Meister not from the Alistar family.
Explanation of Soul Resonance: The Zantetsuken is a skill that can only be perfected by the determined focus and unrelenting strength of a pure hearted Meister alongside a compatible blade-form Weapon. "One's focus must be concrete.", so she was told by her father as he trained her.
The Zantetsuken is a single blow attack. A single and final slash for any fight it is used and executed properly within. The user jolts passed it's target at a speed that surpasses that of light, slashing through their foe as they do. Breaking through any defense and bringing a fight to a clean end.
A move so powerful must, and never will be, known by any mere weapon's Meister. It was developed by the Alistar family and has been kept within them since. Passed down from generation to generation it is still unknown if this move is even executable by a Meister not from the Alistar family.
The class they teach: Class Setting Sun, a survivals class.
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Alright. Editing.
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Sorry..... I can make another one... It was either that, or Kitty.
((Kid x Patty))
((Kid x Patty))
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Eww no. Can you just be Kid's sister? And I've worked it out now, but you could you make a proper application for the weapon?
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Aether_AngelName: Death The Kaido
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: I have many pictures... Just a warning!!!
Human form:Click to reveal
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Right after taking this photo, Kaido's father yelled at her to get off his symmetrical couch.[/img]
Weapon form:
Doubled-bladed battleaxe with red at the tips. Silver transitioning to black from the handle. Cushioned black handle with a pommel at the end that looks like a black, red, and silver heart, with white lines on the right, looking remarkably like her sanzu lines.
Backstory: Being the granddaughter of Lord Death wasn't easy. She was raised with a prissy life, and was like her father in personality. Except for the symmetry part. She liked symmetry, how could she not when she was raised in a house full of it? Her mother, Liz, would tell her not to spaz over symmetry, yet her father, Death The Kid, would tell her symmetry was everything and she should obsess over it. She decided to come right in the middle. She occasionally spazzed, but most of the time she was alright.
Personality: Nice, caring, loud, spontaneous, spazzy at times.
Meister: I'll find one in the RP.
Soul Resonance: Blood Ax is a Kishin hunting thing, like Kishin Hunter. The blades go all sparkly, the meister yells, "SOUL RESONANCE!!! BLOOOOOD AX!!!!!!!!!!" and the weapon will start to use more power in Kishin hunting. Also VERY good for cutting down trees.
Anything else: I FOUND YOU!
This confuses me so much. AND EWW, KIDLIZ.
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Weapon form:
Doubled-bladed battleaxe with red at the tips. Silver transitioning to black from the handle. Cushioned black handle with a pommel at the end that looks like a black, red, and silver heart, with white lines on the right, looking remarkably like her sanzu lines.
Doubled-bladed battleaxe with red at the tips. Silver transitioning to black from the handle. Cushioned black handle with a pommel at the end that looks like a black, red, and silver heart, with white lines on the right, looking remarkably like her sanzu lines.
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Name: Death The Kaido
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: I have many pictures... Just a warning!!!
Human form:
[img]i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad57/nicokawaii/soul%20eater%20and%20wallpaper%20soul%20eater/soul_eater_169.jpg
Right after taking this photo, Kaido's brother yelled at her to get off his symmetrical couch.[/img]
Weapon form:
Doubled-bladed battleaxe with red at the tips. Silver transitioning to black from the handle. Cushioned black handle with a pommel at the end that looks like a black, red, and silver heart, with white lines on the right, looking remarkably like her sanzu lines.
Backstory: Being the daughter of Lord Death wasn't easy. She was raised with a prissy life, and was like her brother in personality. Except for the symmetry part. She liked symmetry, how could she not when she was raised in a house full of it? Her friend, Liz, would tell her not to spaz over symmetry, yet her brother, Death The Kid, would tell her symmetry was everything and she should obsess over it. She decided to come right in the middle. She occasionally spazzed, but most of the time she was alright.
Personality: Nice, caring, loud, spontaneous, spazzy at times.
Meister: I'll find one in the RP.
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: I have many pictures... Just a warning!!!
Human form:
Click to reveal
[img]i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad57/nicokawaii/soul%20eater%20and%20wallpaper%20soul%20eater/soul_eater_169.jpg
Right after taking this photo, Kaido's brother yelled at her to get off his symmetrical couch.[/img]
Weapon form:
Doubled-bladed battleaxe with red at the tips. Silver transitioning to black from the handle. Cushioned black handle with a pommel at the end that looks like a black, red, and silver heart, with white lines on the right, looking remarkably like her sanzu lines.
Backstory: Being the daughter of Lord Death wasn't easy. She was raised with a prissy life, and was like her brother in personality. Except for the symmetry part. She liked symmetry, how could she not when she was raised in a house full of it? Her friend, Liz, would tell her not to spaz over symmetry, yet her brother, Death The Kid, would tell her symmetry was everything and she should obsess over it. She decided to come right in the middle. She occasionally spazzed, but most of the time she was alright.
Personality: Nice, caring, loud, spontaneous, spazzy at times.
Meister: I'll find one in the RP.
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ACCEPTED.
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Witch:
Name:Melody
Age:16
Appearance:
Backstory:Born as a witch's child she was schooled in magic, to her mother she was seen as an item of destruction nothing else. She loved birds and her favourite was a raven she saw regularly outside her window, after learning of witches using animals as familiars she chose the raven immediately, naming it Garror she created a spell to increase his size so she could sit on him and be flown around. He element being fire she was a threat to any she fought, with Garror creating wind to fan the flames a simple attack quickly became an inferno. She slowly realised she did not enjoy harming humans, unless they aimed to harm her. So she left the witches behind, seeking a new life where she can do what she wishes, however she knows of the DWMA and how they may try to take her soul, but she heads to Death City anyway as it is the safest place for her to hide from the other witches.
Personality:Quite, solitary, trusting when you get to know her.
Magic type and animal they base their powers off:fire, a raven so basically black fire.
Name:Melody
Age:16
Appearance:
Backstory:Born as a witch's child she was schooled in magic, to her mother she was seen as an item of destruction nothing else. She loved birds and her favourite was a raven she saw regularly outside her window, after learning of witches using animals as familiars she chose the raven immediately, naming it Garror she created a spell to increase his size so she could sit on him and be flown around. He element being fire she was a threat to any she fought, with Garror creating wind to fan the flames a simple attack quickly became an inferno. She slowly realised she did not enjoy harming humans, unless they aimed to harm her. So she left the witches behind, seeking a new life where she can do what she wishes, however she knows of the DWMA and how they may try to take her soul, but she heads to Death City anyway as it is the safest place for her to hide from the other witches.
Personality:Quite, solitary, trusting when you get to know her.
Magic type and animal they base their powers off:fire, a raven so basically black fire.
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Accepted.
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Edited the post accordingly. Good thing I design characters around the possibility of edits required.
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Accepted~
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Actually, Free counts as a male Witch, at least according to the creators of the manga/show, seeing as he has a soul mixed with a human, a witch, and a werewolf.
I personally don't see why a male 'witch' shouldn't be allowed, be rather humorous to me to work out how the rest of the nearly all female witches treated him.
But if you really want me to change it I can probably do some role reversal.
I personally don't see why a male 'witch' shouldn't be allowed, be rather humorous to me to work out how the rest of the nearly all female witches treated him.
But if you really want me to change it I can probably do some role reversal.
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Technically, he's an 'immortal' and I don't think male witches should be allowed. That would defy the point of them being witches and the 'mothers' of certain animals.
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Alright then. I can do a bit of editing.
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NronNot sure if you're allowing the use of secondary characters along with main ones so if not I can edit my post accordingly.
Witch
Name: Fitcher 'Black' and Circe
Age: Fitcher: 1500
Circe: 16
Appearance (Noticed the Witch application form was missing this):
Fitcher's Height: 6'8" Circe's Height: 4'6"
Fitcher has a strange fixation with pollution for some reason and as such he goes around wearing a gas mask of sorts. This is despite the fact that he smokes on occasion. Circe thinks he just wears the mask to annoy her with the logical contradiction.Click to reveal
Backstory: It was raining quite heavily when the portal fizzled into existence in the dark back alley. A stray cat nearby gave a hiss and quickly left the area, not seeing the large boot exiting the portal. A leg followed the boot, followed by the rest of the boot's owner, a rather large individual who was wearing an ornate looking hooded jacket. The figure looked around himself, seeming almost confused on where he was.
It was then that a small, bare foot exited the portal, connecting with the tall man's back and sending him flying forward into some trash cans, the sound from the collision causing dogs to bark a block away. The man, for his part, clutched his head and turned to the portal, swearing quietly under his breath as he did so.
The next person to exit the portal couldn't have been more different than the first. It was a small girl, no more than 13 or 14 years old, dressed in nothing but an oversized hooded jacket that matched the one worn by the tall man. She wore no shoes despite the ground being so wet and her legs were devoid of socks or stockings. She gave the tall man a rather annoyed look, her red eyes shining in the rain.
"What have I told you about blocking the portal?" she said, her voice quiet and quite young. The tall man rubbed his head and picked himself up off the ground, wiping a banana peel off of his shoulder as he did so.
"You'll have to remind me. I'm afraid that kick may have forcefully removed most of my memories." The man's voice was deep and heavily filtered, like he was speaking thru an apparatus. The girl closed her eyes and rubbed her temple, reaching out with one hand and bringing the man down to her eye level as she did so.
"I'll forcefully remove a lot more than just your short term memory the next time you decide to block a portal when we're being chased Fitcher." while her words were harsh her tone was rather relaxed, as if she had said this same line (or a dozen variations of it) before with little success.
"Speaking of the portal, shouldn't it be closing by now?" the man, Fitcher, said. As if on cue, the portal began to shimmer and then fade, eventually disappearing. "Oh," Fitcher said, "well that was good timing." The young girl sighed, letting him go.
"No idiot. That was you closing the portal without knowing it."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Well that's a neat trick. I'll have to show it off someday!" You could practically hear the grin spread across his face. The girl, Circe, however, was less impressed.
"All witches can do that Fitcher. You're just like any other Witch."
"Warlock."
"What?"
"I said I'm a Warlock. Women are Witches, men are Warlocks." Circe just stared at him for several seconds, unsure of how to respond without physically assaulting her boss any further. While not technically her boss, Circe did serve as an assistant of sorts to Fitcher, which in all honesty was a rather entertaining job. If only he wasn't such a child about things.
"Fine. Warlock. You're just like any other Warlock Fitcher. Now can we stop standing around here and go gather some souls? We have a quota to meet you know." Fitcher grumbled a bit under his breath, but other than that he didn't complain further. Instead he reached down, picking up Circe with one arm and, carrying her in the nook of said arm, reached into one of his pockets and found an umbrella, opening it with his other hand.
As the two headed down the alley to find some souls to steal, Fitcher asked Circe if she had thought about putting more iron into her diet.
"Why?"
"It might keep you from getting any heavie-" The resounding smack that echoed down the alley ended that line of conversation.
Personality: Fitcher: Amicable for the most part, though prone to becoming rather annoyed at the assumption that all 'witches' need to be female. Doesn't see himself as 'evil' so much as a necessary facet of society, albeit the kind that kicks puppies and overturns baby carriages Does have a sense of honor about him, and dislikes fighting women for the most part. Constantly bothering Circe about his beetles or the lack of iron in peoples diets.
Circe: Calm and negative. She rarely gets excited and dislikes it when Fitcher acts opposite how one pegged as 'evil' should, letting him know it with a swift kick in the shins.
Magic type and animal they base their powers off: Control over metal and objects containing metal, allowing him to operate his otherwise useless metal right hand like a real one, pass thru solid metal objects and even control metal replicas, as well as the usual abilities found to be possessed by 'witches': Flight, Longevity (hence his age and physical appearance of a man nearing 27) and the creation of portals leading into the 'witches realm'.
While not obvious at a glance, he seems to base his powers off of the Hercules beetle given his fascination with them, constantly spouting out facts about them, as well as pitting his own genetically altered beetle against metal mannequins.
The beetle always wins.
Carries around small metal beetle replicas that can be controlled and made to fly and attack, creating a metallic swarm of sorts.
Circe herself appears to possess some unusual powers, if you count being able to pick up and toss Fitcher around like a rag-doll with one hand as unusual.
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And done. If any part conflicts with what you consider allowed let me know and I'll edit it.
Uh, you only have female witches. No males, warlocks or others. Otherwise accepted.
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Not sure if you're allowing the use of secondary characters along with main ones so if not I can edit my post accordingly.
Witch
Name: Circe and Fitcher 'Black'
Age: Fitcher: 27
Circe: 400
Appearance
Fitcher's Height: 6'8" Circe's Height: 4'6"
Fitcher has a strange fixation with pollution for some reason and as such he goes around wearing a gas mask of sorts. This is despite the fact that he smokes on occasion. Circe thinks he just wears the mask to annoy her with the logical contradiction.
Backstory: It was raining quite heavily when the portal fizzled into existence in the dark back alley. A stray cat nearby gave a hiss and quickly left the area, not seeing the large boot exiting the portal. A leg followed the boot, followed by the rest of the boot's owner, a rather large individual who was wearing an ornate looking hooded jacket. The figure looked around himself, seeming almost confused on where he was.
It was then that a small, bare foot exited the portal, connecting with the tall man's back and sending him flying forward into some trash cans, the sound from the collision causing dogs to bark a block away. The man, for his part, clutched his head and turned to the portal, swearing quietly under his breath as he did so.
The next person to exit the portal couldn't have been more different than the first. It was a small girl, no more than 13 or 14 years old, dressed in nothing but an oversized hooded jacket that matched the one worn by the tall man. She wore no shoes despite the ground being so wet and her legs were devoid of socks or stockings. She gave the tall man a rather annoyed look, her red eyes shining in the rain.
"What have I told you about blocking the portal?" she said, her voice quiet and quite young. The tall man rubbed his head and picked himself up off the ground, wiping a banana peel off of his shoulder as he did so.
"You'll have to remind me. I'm afraid that kick may have forcefully removed most of my memories." The man's voice was deep and heavily filtered, like he was speaking thru an apparatus. The girl closed her eyes and rubbed her temple, reaching out with one hand and bringing the man down to her eye level as she did so.
"I'll forcefully remove a lot more than just your short term memory the next time you decide to block a portal when we're being chased Fitcher." while her words were harsh her tone was rather relaxed, as if she had said this same line (or a dozen variations of it) before with little success.
"Speaking of the portal, shouldn't it be closing by now?" the man, Fitcher, said. As if on cue, the portal began to shimmer and then fade, eventually disappearing. "Oh," Fitcher said, "well that was good timing." The young girl sighed, letting him go.
"No idiot. That was me closing the portal remotely."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Well that's a neat trick. You'll have to show it off the next time we're at Mass!" You could practically hear the grin spread across his face. The girl, Circe, however, was less impressed.
"All witches can do that Fitcher. I'm just like any other Witch."
"Witchlette."
"What?"
"I said Witchlette. Women are Witches. Little girls are Witchlettes" Circe just stared at him for several seconds, unsure of how to respond without physically assaulting her assistant any further. While not technically his boss, Fitcher did serve as an assistant of sorts to Circe, which in all honesty was a rather entertaining job. If only he wasn't such a child about things.
"You just made that word up didn't you?"
"No I didn't! I made it up a week ag-" He let out a gasp of air as she punched him in the gut.
"Now can we stop standing around here and go gather some souls? We have a quota to meet you know." Fitcher grumbled a bit under his breath, but other than that he didn't complain further. Instead he reached down, picking up Circe with one arm and, carrying her in the nook of said arm, reached into one of his pockets and found an umbrella, opening it with his other hand.
As the two headed down the alley to find some souls to steal, Fitcher asked Circe if she had thought about putting more iron into her diet.
"Why?"
"It might keep you from getting any heavie-" The resounding smack that echoed down the alley ended that line of conversation.
Personality: Fitcher: Amicable for the most part, though prone to annoying Circe, be it on purpose or unknowingly. Doesn't see himself as 'evil' so much as a necessary facet of society, albeit the kind that kicks puppies and overturns baby carriages (after all, every evil villain needs a right hand man right?). Does have a sense of honor about him, and dislikes fighting women for the most part. Constantly bothering Circe about her beetles or the lack of iron in peoples diets. Has her to thank for the gift of his metallic right hand.
Circe: Calm and negative. She rarely gets excited and dislikes it when Fitcher acts opposite how one pegged as 'evil' should, letting him know it with a swift slap/punch/kick. She is rather young, at least in witch years, though she is very talented. She carries around beetle shaped rings and trinkets, which seem to be the only items to break thru her cold facade to reveal an excitable little girl beneath.
Magic type and animal they base their powers off: Control over metal and objects containing metal, allowing Circe to operate Fitcher's otherwise useless metal right hand like a real one, pass thru solid metal objects and even control metal replicas, as well as the usual abilities found to be possessed by 'witches': Flight, Longevity (hence hers age and physical appearance of a small girl no more than 14 years old) and the creation of portals leading into the 'witches realm'.
While not obvious at a glance, she seems to base his powers off of the Hercules beetle given her fascination with them, constantly spouting out facts about them, as well as pitting her own genetically altered beetle against metal mannequins.
The beetle always wins.
Carries around small metal beetle replicas that can be controlled and made to fly and attack, creating a metallic swarm of sorts.
Circe herself appears to possess some unusual powers, if you count being able to pick up and toss Fitcher around like a rag-doll with one hand as unusual.
Fitcher has yet to display any supernatural abilities, though it is suspected that he can see souls. Noted to be a fairly capable hand to hand combatant, his right hand packing extra 'punch' to his already impressive size and skill. It is not known why he hangs around Circe given all the abuse he gets, though it would be safe to assume he does so to keep his hand operating, this despite Circe's assurance that it will continue to operate long after she is gone.
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Witch
Name: Circe and Fitcher 'Black'
Age: Fitcher: 27
Circe: 400
Appearance
Fitcher's Height: 6'8" Circe's Height: 4'6"
Fitcher has a strange fixation with pollution for some reason and as such he goes around wearing a gas mask of sorts. This is despite the fact that he smokes on occasion. Circe thinks he just wears the mask to annoy her with the logical contradiction.
Click to reveal
Backstory: It was raining quite heavily when the portal fizzled into existence in the dark back alley. A stray cat nearby gave a hiss and quickly left the area, not seeing the large boot exiting the portal. A leg followed the boot, followed by the rest of the boot's owner, a rather large individual who was wearing an ornate looking hooded jacket. The figure looked around himself, seeming almost confused on where he was.
It was then that a small, bare foot exited the portal, connecting with the tall man's back and sending him flying forward into some trash cans, the sound from the collision causing dogs to bark a block away. The man, for his part, clutched his head and turned to the portal, swearing quietly under his breath as he did so.
The next person to exit the portal couldn't have been more different than the first. It was a small girl, no more than 13 or 14 years old, dressed in nothing but an oversized hooded jacket that matched the one worn by the tall man. She wore no shoes despite the ground being so wet and her legs were devoid of socks or stockings. She gave the tall man a rather annoyed look, her red eyes shining in the rain.
"What have I told you about blocking the portal?" she said, her voice quiet and quite young. The tall man rubbed his head and picked himself up off the ground, wiping a banana peel off of his shoulder as he did so.
"You'll have to remind me. I'm afraid that kick may have forcefully removed most of my memories." The man's voice was deep and heavily filtered, like he was speaking thru an apparatus. The girl closed her eyes and rubbed her temple, reaching out with one hand and bringing the man down to her eye level as she did so.
"I'll forcefully remove a lot more than just your short term memory the next time you decide to block a portal when we're being chased Fitcher." while her words were harsh her tone was rather relaxed, as if she had said this same line (or a dozen variations of it) before with little success.
"Speaking of the portal, shouldn't it be closing by now?" the man, Fitcher, said. As if on cue, the portal began to shimmer and then fade, eventually disappearing. "Oh," Fitcher said, "well that was good timing." The young girl sighed, letting him go.
"No idiot. That was me closing the portal remotely."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Oh. Well that's a neat trick. You'll have to show it off the next time we're at Mass!" You could practically hear the grin spread across his face. The girl, Circe, however, was less impressed.
"All witches can do that Fitcher. I'm just like any other Witch."
"Witchlette."
"What?"
"I said Witchlette. Women are Witches. Little girls are Witchlettes" Circe just stared at him for several seconds, unsure of how to respond without physically assaulting her assistant any further. While not technically his boss, Fitcher did serve as an assistant of sorts to Circe, which in all honesty was a rather entertaining job. If only he wasn't such a child about things.
"You just made that word up didn't you?"
"No I didn't! I made it up a week ag-" He let out a gasp of air as she punched him in the gut.
"Now can we stop standing around here and go gather some souls? We have a quota to meet you know." Fitcher grumbled a bit under his breath, but other than that he didn't complain further. Instead he reached down, picking up Circe with one arm and, carrying her in the nook of said arm, reached into one of his pockets and found an umbrella, opening it with his other hand.
As the two headed down the alley to find some souls to steal, Fitcher asked Circe if she had thought about putting more iron into her diet.
"Why?"
"It might keep you from getting any heavie-" The resounding smack that echoed down the alley ended that line of conversation.
Personality: Fitcher: Amicable for the most part, though prone to annoying Circe, be it on purpose or unknowingly. Doesn't see himself as 'evil' so much as a necessary facet of society, albeit the kind that kicks puppies and overturns baby carriages (after all, every evil villain needs a right hand man right?). Does have a sense of honor about him, and dislikes fighting women for the most part. Constantly bothering Circe about her beetles or the lack of iron in peoples diets. Has her to thank for the gift of his metallic right hand.
Circe: Calm and negative. She rarely gets excited and dislikes it when Fitcher acts opposite how one pegged as 'evil' should, letting him know it with a swift slap/punch/kick. She is rather young, at least in witch years, though she is very talented. She carries around beetle shaped rings and trinkets, which seem to be the only items to break thru her cold facade to reveal an excitable little girl beneath.
Magic type and animal they base their powers off: Control over metal and objects containing metal, allowing Circe to operate Fitcher's otherwise useless metal right hand like a real one, pass thru solid metal objects and even control metal replicas, as well as the usual abilities found to be possessed by 'witches': Flight, Longevity (hence hers age and physical appearance of a small girl no more than 14 years old) and the creation of portals leading into the 'witches realm'.
While not obvious at a glance, she seems to base his powers off of the Hercules beetle given her fascination with them, constantly spouting out facts about them, as well as pitting her own genetically altered beetle against metal mannequins.
The beetle always wins.
Carries around small metal beetle replicas that can be controlled and made to fly and attack, creating a metallic swarm of sorts.
Circe herself appears to possess some unusual powers, if you count being able to pick up and toss Fitcher around like a rag-doll with one hand as unusual.
Fitcher has yet to display any supernatural abilities, though it is suspected that he can see souls. Noted to be a fairly capable hand to hand combatant, his right hand packing extra 'punch' to his already impressive size and skill. It is not known why he hangs around Circe given all the abuse he gets, though it would be safe to assume he does so to keep his hand operating, this despite Circe's assurance that it will continue to operate long after she is gone.
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I suppose I'll do a 'witch'. Though I'd like a quick explanation and a few examples of what is meant by 'Magic type'. Animal I can understand easily enough.
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It's basically like,
Eruka, was a frog witch and she could create bombs and frogs to help her.
Medusa, was a snake witch and could possess people with her snakes.
Eruka, was a frog witch and she could create bombs and frogs to help her.
Medusa, was a snake witch and could possess people with her snakes.
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Ah. I see. I can think of something then.
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Fufufu...
Contemplating if I should apply or not. Never got very far with SE.
Contemplating if I should apply or not. Never got very far with SE.
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Join, join, join, join.
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Everyone accept, but more backstory for holmzilla please. And what don't you get?
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Weapon:
Name: Vini Rodgers
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Appearance: Human form: Yellow shirt with air force jacket, jeans and flats, long brown hair and blue eyes. Weapon form: White chain scythes with leather handles.
Backstory: When Vini was 6, She and her family moved into death city because her father had a job in the city. A few years after (7 to be exact) Vini recieved a letter from the DWMA telling that she is a Chain scythes. She is now new at the DWMA with her meister Zhang Yao, An old childhood friend of Vini. Also Vinni is short and SHE HATES being called short.
Personality: Quirky, Curious and Loyal.
Meister: Zhang Yao
Name: Vini Rodgers
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Appearance: Human form: Yellow shirt with air force jacket, jeans and flats, long brown hair and blue eyes. Weapon form: White chain scythes with leather handles.
Backstory: When Vini was 6, She and her family moved into death city because her father had a job in the city. A few years after (7 to be exact) Vini recieved a letter from the DWMA telling that she is a Chain scythes. She is now new at the DWMA with her meister Zhang Yao, An old childhood friend of Vini. Also Vinni is short and SHE HATES being called short.
Personality: Quirky, Curious and Loyal.
Meister: Zhang Yao
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Ugh...sorry for such a short backstory, my PC has limited writing...yeah, lets go with that.
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We don't take kindly to your kind around these parts, Adaw. I suggest ye be leaving this town before we get a bit... violent.
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So sorry I had to post my application like this, again, but PMC hates me when I try to upload apps. ;-;
Also, Human:
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Weapon:
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Weapon Meister:
Name: David Winchester
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: David was a rich kid, not liking the attention the 'locals' give him. Most poor people hate him, thinking he was like his parents, noble and arrogant. He grew up with no friends, except the people his parents made him befriend. It wasn't really a friendship, but it got him along nicely. His parents loved him, despite their arrogant nature, so he was very well kept for, and loved. Whenhis 17th birthday came around, his father told him of his 'powers', of him being a meister. So he traveled to the mentioned city, and enrolled into the academy. Thats where he met Drake, and knew he was his weapon, his father told him about.
Personality: Alot of people doesn't understand David. Most people would call him un-sociable, cold, emotionless, but his friends would call him calm, friendly, nice.
Weapon: Drake Sunes
Name: David Winchester
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Backstory: David was a rich kid, not liking the attention the 'locals' give him. Most poor people hate him, thinking he was like his parents, noble and arrogant. He grew up with no friends, except the people his parents made him befriend. It wasn't really a friendship, but it got him along nicely. His parents loved him, despite their arrogant nature, so he was very well kept for, and loved. Whenhis 17th birthday came around, his father told him of his 'powers', of him being a meister. So he traveled to the mentioned city, and enrolled into the academy. Thats where he met Drake, and knew he was his weapon, his father told him about.
Personality: Alot of people doesn't understand David. Most people would call him un-sociable, cold, emotionless, but his friends would call him calm, friendly, nice.
Weapon: Drake Sunes
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We're so alike, OMG!!!
Yeah, I'm having trouble with my backstory ideas, too.
Nothing to do now but look off other peoples' tests...
Yeah, I'm having trouble with my backstory ideas, too.
Nothing to do now but look off other peoples' tests...
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XD
Anyway, I now have to come up with a friggin' backstory...uhh....mind fart.
Anyway, I now have to come up with a friggin' backstory...uhh....mind fart.
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Oh, put your hands on my handle, Gin...
**Had to.
**Had to.
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Black...Black...want to be my...weapon? I feel awkward now... :3
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Gin-Gin, wanna be... *giggle* my meister...? :3
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