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Cinder Chalice

"I'm here to return the favor to a woman I once called, mother."

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a character in “Eat a Soul”, as played by Tinkers

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⌠ I'll fight till my last breath is snatched away. ⌡

|| PARAMORE ; MONSTER ||

【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя: #B38184 ▮ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #400040

FC: Moka Akashiya (monster form)




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FULL NAME
Cinder Chalice
Cinder .: French :.
a type of 'volcanic material or ash.'
Chalice .: Latin :.
means 'reverence', as a cup or goblet used for holy purposes.

NICKNAME
Cin
pronounced like 'sin'
Cee Cee
pronounced like 'see-see'

AGE
17 years

BIRTHDAY
September 03 - Virgo


ROLE
Meister





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GENERALX APPEARANCE
Height - 5'8
Eye Color - Blood Red
Hair Color - Light Lavender
Piercings - None
Tattoos - None
Birthmarks - Cafe-au-lait spot on her left ankle

SOULX APPEARANCE
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ENTJ┃Chaotic Good┃Choleric

As an ENTJ
Cinder projects herself as a natural-born leader ready to take on the world. She is dominant, relentless and unforgiving.. Those too weak to keep up with her might as well stay back or run the risk of being called out for their failures. Cin enjoys a good challenge but the incompetent receive little to nil pity. She is often viewed as 'coldhearted', her emotions kept separate from the public eye in an effort to maintain a respectable stature.
Of Chaotic Good Alignment,
Cinder can be labelled a rebel. She is directed by her conscience alone with little regard for the rules. She does good and what is right her own way even if it does not measure to the moral standards of society, sometimes disrupting the order of things.
Of Choleric Temperament,
Cinder always strives to be the alpha -second best is not good enough. Her use of language is clear, short and sharp. She makes commands instead of requests of others and challenges those who would oppose her.





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Tea ; "When we were little, Prim would always insist that I join her tea parties. Tea grew on me."
Combat ; "I am most proficient at this, maybe someday I'll join my father."
Dogs ; "They are loyal, obedient and know who is alpha."

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▶▶ Eνєяутнιηg уσυ ωαηт, вυт αт α ρяιcє ◀◀



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Kishin ; "One word. Scum."
Weakness ; "There is always opportunity to better ourselves."
Slurping ; "It's annoying."

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QUIRKS & HABITS
Sexual Liberation Cinder does not care for appearances or being conservative in front of the opposite gender. To her a body is just that, a body. She values the heart and brain more. She attacks without reservations whether she is wearing a skirt or having to attack her opponent dishonorably and with womanly charm.
Inflatable Float Cinder always carries a folded up inflatable float on her person in case of emergency, aware that she is unable to swim.

STRENGTHS
Leadership Presence The ability to motivate others to follow her lead.
Composure The ability to stay calm in the face of danger or surprise.
Reflexes The ability to react quickly.
Climbing The ability to climb, find the most stable grips and footholds and tie a variety of knots.

WEAKNESS
Swimming The inability to swim.
Visual Arts The inability to understand or appreciate artistry.
Pressured The inability to relax as she is always on guard, active or deep in thought.
Secretive The inability to voice her true feelings.

FEARS
Vulnerability The idea that others will be able to discover her weaknesses and exploit them or that she will encounter a situation that makes her incompetent.
Manipulation The idea that others would succeed in manipulating her.
Drowning The risk of dying underwater because she can't swim.





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Cinder's life was mostly uneventful in an Upper Middle social class family of 3.. 4 if including her father who was rarely present in the home occupied by his duties. Her best friend was her twin sister Primrose, very few others receiving of her commanding personality lightly or without tears. In time with the help of her sister's good nature, her peers learned to admire instead of dread Cinder for her leadership capabilities. Whenever there was a school project or a problem, she was the first to turn to to rise to the occasion. Managing to prove herself, Cinder started to feel the need to be the best and hide away her weaknesses. She worried if she were to show signs of weakness, she would lose the respect she earned.

The peaceful and ordinary life she knew changed soon after the night her mother disappeared, reported as a kishin.
Unable to contact their father, the twin sisters grieved and carried on without a guardian. As always, Cinder rose to the occasion and taught herself to complete her mother's house tasks. The home was accounted for being clean and food always set on the table but nothing could replace their mother especially to Primrose. While father was Cinder's favorite, mother was Primrose's favorite. The loss of their mother took a toll on Primrose to the point she decided to pursue her by joining the school, Death Academy.

Reluctantly, Cinder let her sister leave unable to convince her otherwise. She insisted that Primrose was wasting time chasing a 'ghost'. Their mother as a kishin would never be the same again. Even so, Primrose was determined to have things return to the way they were back when their family was whole. Cinder hoped the experience would at the very least toughen her fragile sister but did not expect the next news to befall her doorstep. Primrose was accepted into the Academy as a meister but died during a routine collection of the 99 kishin souls. After speaking with Primrose's weapon partner, Cinder suspected the worst... that Primrose had found their mother and was unable to collect her soul.

For the first time in her life, Cinder did not know what to do. All she could do was blame herself.
She had lost her mother and learned to carry on but her twin sister was someone she could not afford to lose as the one she held closest to her heart. For days without end, Cinder's emotions poured out in a mix of rage and sadness. Somewhere amidst the confusion, her conscience spoke up telling her to take action.. to finish what her sister began.

And that is how she ended up at the DWMA.




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FAMILY
Primrose Chalice // Younger Twin Sister // Deceased
Cinder and Primrose were like two peas in a pod as expected being twins. While their appearances matched in everything but color, their personalities were complete opposites. When Primrose would stop to smell the metaphorical roses, Cinder would walk on ahead and trample them. Cin was a leader and Prim an obedient follower. The two sisters could not be anymore different but also not anymore closer, trusting each other more than they dared to trust anyone else.

Clayton Chalice // Father // Alive and Well
Cinder was a Daddy's girl naturally carrying on his personality traits. From an outsider's perspective, he was a ruthless and tenacious death scythe but Cin saw the necessity of his harsh actions and decisions. While spending long periods of time apart from family, he is her role model and what she aspires to be.

Annamaria Chalice // Turned Kishin
Cinder's relationship with her mother was best described as neutral/peaceful. Aware of her mother's favoritism for Primrose, she never bothered to appease her. One day her mother disappeared and turned Kishin in the dark of night, her current location uncertain along with the cause. As far as the Chalice family knew, she was an average housewife.

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FIRST DAY

Cinder arrived in Death City a little before the dawn, fearless of the shadows and echoes of voices that stirred in the darkness. Gazing at the unfamiliar territory before her and another moment spared to clench her fists, she walked through the streets with a resolute air of confidence towards the DWMA that differed from her true feelings. As she walked onward, she thought of Primrose and wondered how her life had been at the school. Questions surfaced like, Was she happy? Did she have friends? but most importantly, Did she wish I was there with her?
Cinder blamed herself more than anything. What ifs and could haves clouded her mind all the way to the steps. It was only when she was greeted did she truly snap out of her thoughts and refocus on reality. "Cinder, I half expected you to back out." Her sister's first and last weapon partner, Axel had been waiting for her arrival. Cinder held back her sigh, disinterested in his company. She would have much preferred Lord Death to be the one to welcome her. "Good Morning, Axel. I am in no need of a tour guide." Although her words were polite, she was cold in tone and action. She walked past him, brushing against his shoulder roughly as she made her way to her room. Cinder had studied a map of the grounds beforehand and knew exactly where she was headed. I have no intention of relying on anyone, not worthy of reliance. She blamed herself most of all for her sister's passing but Axel was also to be held accountable as someone who was present when her sister's life was stolen away from this world. She would not forgive his or her own shortcomings. Cinder clenched her fists again.



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So begins...

Cinder Chalice's Story

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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⌠ I'll fight till my last breath is snatched away. ⌡

|| PARAMORE ; MONSTER ||

【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя: #B38184 ▮ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #400040





Cinder scratched the tip of one of her red polished nails along the frame of the Shinigami Board. Her eyes searched for her and her partner's latest assignment among the pinned up heap with a high level of impatience. It was the anniversary of her sister's death and she had still not successfully located nor defeated their traitor kishin mother. It was hard to be proud of how far she had gotten and what she had already achieved when her sole reason for attending the DWMA had not yet been fulfilled. It was frustrating and infuriating, her eyes almost glowing with hatred as she glared at the board. She clung onto a desperate hope that her wish would be granted today of all days. Reading her name and Lucas' assigned to a random murderer and not her ideal target, her glare was enhanced tenfold. Everything means nothing if I can't see this through.

Cinder walked away from the board with haste as if she detested it, her heavy footsteps echoing through the hallways she happened upon on her way to class. A year and nothing, no trail, nothing. she contemplated angrily, wondering where her mother could have gone. Worst case scenario, her mother had already been defeated by another meister and death scythe. Cinder considered it as a possibility but such a situation would grind her bones. Nobody deserves that kill more than me. So distracted, she had nearly missed the entrance to her classroom if not for the familiar students she spotted filling the room. Cinder could not identify her weapon partner Lucas among them, bringing her to subtly sigh between her lips in disappointment. She viewed her education as important as his, being partners that had to rely on one another out there in the field. Cinder took her usual seat in the front row, retrieving her notebook and other study necessities out of her shoulder bag to lay out in preparation on the table.

Ready for anything, she watched the Sky and Qi duo out of the corner of her eye questioning their chemistry. Cinder could not recall their abilities but she remembered their names well and acknowledged them as her classmates. Wanting to be the best of the best, she would not be wondering for long. A time would come when she would see their abilities for herself or be the one to challenge them.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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"Hello again. Iva."

Face to face with them same cracked reflection. A hour-hand and minute-hand. "I'm not pleased with your performance, you and your meister have collected a minuscule amount of souls. Don't you want to complete our life-long dream?". The same white background stained with bloody handprints. Iva inched closer to Avi. Iva was right. We will never become a death scythe without kishen eggs. "All in due time. Slowly but surely. Don't try to rush me when you aren't even in control." Iva stumbled back, clearly phased by this response. "Pardon me. Have a good day." Iva's mouth formed into a demented smile, before the dream faded.

Cold sweat. Avi was used to waking up drenched in it. Though this day, she had a feeling it would be a good one. She has battled her inner demons and reined victorious. Hopefully she didn't wake Mac up with her audible victory. In fact, Mr. Solo seemed to be fast asleep at the moment. Avi wasn't exactly the best cook, but she could at least create something edible. A rather bland american style meal with Eggs and Bacon. It tasted good, but nothing to ride home about. She set some aside for her partner before going to his bedside. After waiting for Mac to awake for a lengthy time, Avi finally gave up thanks to Mac being a deep sleeper. She got her bag and walked toward the academy. Hiking up the dreaded stair and inching her now-lifeless body to the job board.

It seeemed they were assigned Edgar A. Poe. an American writer, editor, and literary critic. He didn't seem to be a dangerous man, but the DWMA never steered her wrong. She sighted familiar faces. The feminine physique of Ms. Chalice, without her...What's a non-derogatory term? "Flamboyant" partner. The unusual duo of Qi and Sky. Though Avi only knew about these individuals because of her constant watching. Everyone else wasn't interesting enough, shuffling to their seats to avoid being tardy. As for some people, Cough Cough Mac. They didn't have a care in the world. Avi was a bit worried about Mac being late to class, but he was reliable as much as he is wild. Avi knew that Mac would get through the door, eventually.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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Qi cracked a small smile, she was immune to Skyler's little quips, and in the past month or so she'd been working on trying to not hide this fact as much. It was definitely an effort on her part to show little parts of how she felt, but after a year of having known and worked so closely with both Skyler and Skylar, Qi figured it was about time that maybe she should start opening up.

"I mean technically I guess we are three person team, but I think they wouldn't assign us something if they didn't think we could do it," Qi responded.

The weapon briefly noticed Skyler hiding his hands in his sleeves, it was just a pacing glance as her eyes were returning to look at her own hand, but for whatever reason it seemed to catch her attention.

People started to file into the class. This class was smaller than the N.O.T. classes, so it was easier to recognize the other students. Qi really didn't know anything about anyone besides general, possible, names (if she was paying attention well enough to remember which name belonged to who) and who were who's partner. Cinder, the especially abrasive and intensely competitive girl walked in without her partner. Then Avi or Avivi, Qi wasn't sure on the name, the girl who always hid an eye, walked in. This girl in particular reminded Qi, in some ways of her own mesiter. With the whole hiding the eye thing and the rumors that surrounded this girl was that she didn't escape the Kishin's madness unscratched, so to speak. If you catch my drift. This girl, too, entered the classroom without her partner.

Odd, Qi thought to herself, I wonder if those two are having troubles, or...

The class bell interrupted her thought.

And sparked another one.

"Hey Skyler," Qi whispered, hoping to get a few words in before the teacher showed up. He always seemed to be late, Professor Stein was his name. "Did Skylar get in a fight this morning? Think I need to help after class?"

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Skyler too a glace from his hand to Qi to see her crack a small smile at his attempt of a small joke. He knew Qi was trying to open up more and that’s more of a reason for him to not push her to much to try but wait to she ready. Skylar on the other hand, thinks it would be better to lay each others secrets flat out on the table and work each others way around it. But I guess that’s why people say Skylar’s not really a lady’s man. Skyler then went back to looking at his hand as he was wondering if he should tell Qi about his hand or just get up and go to the infirmary to check if the nurse is there. He was soon pulled out of his thoughts when Qi replied to his Question.

"I mean technically I guess we are three person team, but I think they wouldn't assign us something if they didn't think we could do it,"

Skyler nodded his head as he figured Qi was right. ‘Would the DWMA really assign a mission to a student that wouldn’t be able to come back alive?’ Skyler wondered in thought when another voice in his head spoke. ‘ I’m sure lord death would assign them to one. Face it! The school is teaching and training us to fight kishine. We have to be ready for anything.’ Skylar declares as his voice goes silent once again. Skyler takes another glace at Qi to see her reaction since he knows as long as Sky and Qi were in a certain range or in the same room she could hear who ever was talking as a thought through their soul wave length. But then that when other students started to enter the class.

Skyler was familiar with at least with every student face in his class but he didn’t find any other student ‘fun.’ Or so how he puts its. But that’s not to one certain girl walks in. Skyler sighed knowing that Skylar had a interest in this girl and the other reason was cause she was a meister like them and Skylar is sure she would be a good sparing partner. Sometimes Skyler wonders if fighting was the only think Skylar really liked. Skyler train of thought was then caught by another girl walking in. This one made Skyler a little uneasy. Just for the fact that she was oddly almost similar to Skyler. Skyler watched these two girls trying not to bring attention to him self as he wondered where the two girls partner was until the bell rang. Skyler just shrugged it off as he looked back at his covered hand thinking how to deal with it.

"Hey Skyler, Did Skylar get in a fight this morning? Think I need to help after class?"

Skyler tensed a little as he glanced back at Qi. “Was I that obvious?” Skyler whispers back. He chuckles a little as he grabs his right sleeve and pulls it down. Skyler grits his teeth as the fabric slide across cuts on his knuckles. Once the sleeve was pulled back sky’s busted hand was covering in some what dried blood and skin was torn a little. Skyler grins a little as he looks at Qi. “Looks worse then it is.“ He says before pulling the sleeve back over his hand to cover the wound.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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Mac's eyes slowly opened as he woke up. He let out a loud yawn that sounded like the roar of some kind of animal, surprisingly deep since it comes from someone his stature. Mac ran his hand down his face, and looked at his watch. He was gonna be late, again. Well today's off to a good start already. Mac willed himself out of bed, and stretched out his limbs, with each one of his joints making popping, and cracking sounds. Mac quickly got dressed in his usual attire, and left his bedroom. He looked at the kitchen table, and saw that Avi had make him breakfast before she left.

Mac let out a sigh. He hoped that this batch of breakfast wasn't as horrible as her other attempts at cooking. Just thinking about the toxic dishes that he's eaten sends shivers down his spine. Mac quickly woofed down his breakfast, which wasn't too bad actually. What a relief. Once that was squared away he quickly grabbed his skateboard, and was off to school. It was a relatively short ride to the DWMA, Mac has learned all sorts of short cuts, and back alley ways to get to the academy. Yet he still manages to be late more times than not.

Once Mac reached the impressive stairs that led to the academy he quickly rushed up them. It took him about three minutes to make it up the mountain of stairs, a personal best for him. But the celebratory Rocky moment will have to wait, he was late enough as it was. Mac put his skateboard down on the ground, and hopped on it, skating his way to class. He didn't really care if he wasn't supposed to, he had to get to class quickly after all. He didn't want another lecture on the importance of attendance.

Once he reached the classroom he picked up his skateboard, and started to head inside. "Well ain't this a surprise. Little Mac running late for class, who would have guessed?" A foreign voice smirked at the skater. Mac rolled his eyes, and turned around. "Oh, it's you." Mac groaned.

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Lucas hummed to himself as he was finishing up getting ready for the day. His partner Cinder had already left, and he has spent the entire morning getting ready. He was just now finishing up his hair. He was parting it just the way he likes it, and making it appear as though he put in little effort with it, like he woke up like this. But of course he spends regularly a hour, and a half on his appearance. He has to look good for all the beautiful ladies after all.

Once he was ready, and fully dressed he started out the door, but stopped and pulled out his usual yellow bandanna that he wore from his jacket pocket. He looked down at it, and sighed as he held his right hand on his chest. He then tied his bandanna around his neck. It didn't take him too long to get to the academy, and once he was there he still got the strange looks from some of the older students, the ones that know about his history, and his former partner. Luckily they none of this has reached Cinder. Or at least he hoped not.

Lucas sighed, and placed his hands in his pockets, walking the halls like he owned the place all with a fake smug grin on his face. As he approached the classroom he saw Mac, oh how he enjoys annoying the short fuse pipsqueak. "Well ain't this a surprise. Little Mac running late for class, who would have guessed?" Lucas smirked to greet him. Mac rolled his eyes, and turned around. "Oh, it's you." Mac groaned. "To the Shelias ever lasting pleasure." He chuckled.

"And DON'T call me little! Ya one man Aussie boy-band! And you're late too asshole." Mac growled. This caused Lucas to merely chuckle once more. "There's difference mate, I'm fashionably late. The ladies love it." He smirked. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get a Sheila all your own, girls do love a bad boy. But not as many as me of course." Lucas then brushed pass the skater, and flung open the door. "G'Day mates! I've returned to continue bombing all the lovely Sheilas ovaries with my good looks!" He announced himself. Mac rolled his eyes as he followed behind him.

Lucas then proceeded to take his seat next to his partner Cinder. "G'Day my darling. And how are you this fine morning? I know mine is looking up since I saw you!" Lucas greeted his partner. Mac then took him a seat next to his partner as well. "Sup." He greeted her. "The breakfast wasn't too bad this morning. Sorry I made you wait."

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The male named rivaille kohinita had already made his arival a day prior before the others, as he was in the death room looking through the mirror, which displayed each of the individuals that had made it's appearance, he had a plain expression, didn't seem much interested in the newbies of the DWMA, though he didn't feel like coming here was a waste of time. He wasn't the type of person who would underestimate someone in a heartbeat, but he did have his mind set to where only most of them had potentials, and others were the highlight of the year.


"Tch, this isn't much of an everyday thing, people who'll walk in, and out of one of the most powerful academy across the nation, and tend to claim that there the best, you need skill, and guts to be able to come here.....Well that's just me."


His eyes closed for a moment, as the mirror shut off, lord death had told him to go, and introduced himself to the other miesters, and weapons who made there appearance in the academy, rivialle turned his back, and nod as he excits the room.They had better hop to god that they won't become a bitter disappointment, rivialle had seem sort of a violent individual, who thinks of perfection is the key to have a better humanity, but what's the point of having a better humanity when humanity lacks fire power.


His eyes was yet still closed, as his green cloak was still worn over his head, walking through the large hallways of death weapon miester academy. Much suspicion occured, he sighed a little, and continued walking.

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Avi sighed as her pencil hit paper. Avi was one of the top students in the class and it was a abundance of hard work that got her there. Doing extra studying before class is one of her habits, especially since their teacher was particularly lazy. Stein, an interesting specimen from what she has gathered, is suffering from madness such as her. A skilled meister though but a comedian at heart, earning the respect of many students, including her.

It didn't take long for Mac to finally show up, accompanied by the lady-killer Lucas. Avi didn't particularly enjoy Lucus as a person. He was at least amusing to watch, but his attempts to hit on her have fallen deaf to her ears. As Mac greeted her, Avi smiled back and harbored a simple wave, responding with "Oh. Glad to hear that. Are you just saying that to make me feel better?" when Mac complimented her cooking. Beneath that bad boy and tough exterior, Mac was a kind person, it wouldn't surprise her that he forcefully gulped the meal down just to make her feel better about her inept cooking.

As Mac just woke up, it would be natural to assume he hasn't looked at the board. "If you haven't looked at the mission board yet, our mission today is the harvesting of the soul of Edgar A. Poe. Avi couldn't imagine a respected poet would be deemed a target, but orders were orders. Lord Death knew best after-all. Speaking of Death, Avi heard of his son enrolling into the academy. When Avi thought she would run out of interesting personas, a reaper's son came in to save the day. Hopefully he wasn't too aggressive, from what she has heard, he is a bit of a problem child, as Avi would at least like to get a bit closer to observe. After a brief time of waiting, Mr. Stein finally decided to stand up, straightening his papers using the desk. He finally opened his mouth to speak a few words of wisdom.

Looking at the time from a clock in the classroom, it seemed the class was about to start, even if the bell tolled 15 minutes ago.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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Goro strutted down the now empty halls of the DWMA. He would have preferred to do this when there were more people about to have their heads turn and whispers surround him about who he was, but his father had other plans. While everyone was scurrying off to class, Death had a little chat with his son about proper etiquette he should hold himself to while in the school, mostly meaning his temper. Only the talk went on for a while, as his father did tend to ramble and poor Hisashi was standing near the entrance waiting to rush out. Death always gave his poor weapon the "uneasy stomach", as Hisashi called it.

The last little thing that Death gave them was their schedule, starting with Soul Studies with a Dr. Stein. Goro had heard many stories about Dr. Stein, from his older brother "Kid", especially what happened to him over that whole Kishin business and how far into madness he had truly gotten. Goro had crumpled the piece of paper with his and Hisahsi's schedule in his back pocket. His weapon a couple of paces behind him, his arms in his pants and head bent unusually far down.

The two boys passed by a guy in a green cape. Goro didn't say anything, but passed the man quietly. Hisashi eyed the guy oddly before returning his gaze to the ground and continuing on their way.

They entered the class, just as two other boys were sitting down. Clearly we aren't the only ones late, Goro thought.

"Ah, yes, perfect timing Goro," an old man with scars on himself and clothing said from where he stood at the front of the class, "Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson."

Goro through a wink to one of the girl's in the front row making her blush slightly before picking a seat in the middle of the classroom.

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"G'Day mates! I've returned to continue bombing all the lovely Sheilas ovaries with my good looks!" a blonde boy said in the front of the class, Lucas, Qi vaguely remembered his name being.

"For fuck's sake," she groaned under her breath, her hand going to her pocket only for her to remember that the DWMA doesn't like their students smoking in the classroom. She learned that after getting in six detentions for it and she really didn't want to hold Skyler or Skylar back for it. Instead she started biting her lip. Another boy had entered late too, but he made less of a loud entrance than Lucas, Qi didn't really know his name, but she had seen him on his skateboard plenty of times.

Dr. Stein finally came in and was about to start class when two new boys walked in. Both had white hair, but yet they seemed completely different otherwise. One was very open, tall, and seemed at ease standing in front of the house and the other stood a little bit away from him, more closed off, and not making any eye contact at all.

"Ah, yes, perfect timing Goro," Dr. Stein said, "Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson."

The more arrogant one winked at some girl, Qi rolled her eyes, "Not another one, eh Skyler?" It was her attempt at some humor, it took some work on her part. She had never had to have a sense of humor in life before now, but apparently it was part of interacting with people in a friendly way. Yet another thing that Qi found herself working on.

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Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi

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⌠ I'll fight till my last breath is snatched away. ⌡

|| PARAMORE ; MONSTER ||

【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя: #B38184 ▮ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #400040




"G'Day mates! I've returned to continue bombing all the lovely Sheilas ovaries with my good looks!" Cinder didn't even feel the need to turn her head to recognize that her flamboyant weapon partner had finally arrived to class. He had a way with words that boy. It was probably a wonder to most what a serious teenage girl like Cinder was doing paired with the lad in the first place, their personalities differing greatly but she had her reasons.

"G'Day my darling. And how are you this fine morning? I know mine is looking up since I saw you!" Cinder didn't show any noticeable difference to Lucas' usual flirtations and flattery, simply flicking aside a bit of dirt with a red polished nail that had somehow gotten stuck on one of her notebooks. "That's not the only thing looking up." Cinder seemingly joked but her dead serious face remained even as she spoke referring to his manhood. She looked him over as if to assert her words before continuing, "Our next job is in Lithuania so save 'bombing sheilas' for later. Work first, fun later." Her blood red eyes met his brown, waiting for his response and expecting no less than more babble but it didn't bother her. So long as he was at the ready, capable and compliant.. then their partnership was ideal for her purposes.

Their conversation was interrupted as the teacher Dr. Stein also arrived moments later to begin the lesson. Cinder had no real opinion on the teacher, only interested in bettering herself. If paying attention in class was the way to go then so be it; that was the only reason for her attendance. Her teacher's personality, personal affairs, history etc was of no concern although his abilities might prove to be intriguing if there was such an occasion for them to be showcased.

"Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson." Cinder opened her notebook with a pen twirling around her fingers while her gaze settled on the two new students in order to size them up particularly Goro. Son of death... what privilege but do you measure to the name?
In appearance, his weapon partner Hisashi was more intimidating but Cinder knew better than to judge from the outer alone. "Lucas." she whispered discreetly over to her partner, her eyes still locked on the two newbies. "I feel like a warm up fight before leaving for Lithuania. Are you in?"

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade

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Four faces showed up at in class that Skyler saw. Two where the missing partner of his class mates and then two new student. "Class I'd like to introduce you to one of Lord Death's sons, this is Goro and his weapon Hisashi, they'll be joining us for classes. Now that introductions out of the way, let's begin our lesson." Skyler looked a little confused at the due for a time before he could hear Qi. "Not another one, eh Skyler?" Skyler broke into a smile as started to laugh loudly through class. Has he tried to calm his laughing fit Skyler realized that some other class mates and their teacher Stain were staring at him. He blushed lightly as he looked down at his desk. “U-Um sorry about that. I have no idea what came over me.” Skyler trys to cover up as he heard Skylar mock him in his head. ‘Nice way to draw attention to us Skyler. Real nice.’ Skyler pouted as he looked toward Stain as he stood up.

‘”If I may speak Stain, but When I was on my way her to class I injured my hand and I thought I could handle to at least to the end of class but my partner here kind of blackmail me right now. So If we can be excused to get my hand check at the nurses.” Skyler then looks at Qi knowing he lied about being black mail but that was the only thing he could think of that would help convince Stain to drag Qi with him. “Lets go Qi!” As he kept looking at her he sent a message using there soul wave length. ‘You can have a smoke on the way there. If you share or give me one.’ He sends as he then turns to head for the door. Skyler knows what smoking can do to a person that why he wanted Qi to stop but doesn’t want to force her cause it would just make it harder on her. So the only way he could think of is by making her give him a smoke when she takes one and hopefully stop not for her but for him. He shrugged not knowing if it would work or not.

As Skyler made his way to the door Skyler could hear laughing in his head. ‘Good excuse to ditch class Skyler!’ Skyler sweat dropped on the back of his neck as he knew Skylar caught his other motive. He hates class! Especially when Stain is teaching since if it not a one on one learning with him he tends to like dissect different things and Skyler is not sure his stomach can handle that at a moment. As Skyler made his way past the new student Goro, he stopped to take a good look at him as he felt Skylar soul wave length start to rise. He could tell Skylar was itching to ‘spar’ with him that stain to claim that he was the son of lord death and that means he should be really really strong. Skyler then continued to the door to stop to and turn to make sure Qi was falling him.

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Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Hisashi Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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Rivialle sense one, maybe two soul wavelengths near by, they were quite a pair, as his green hood that was over his head had covered his entire head comepletly not able to see from both sides, but the front if you're lucky enough to take a good glamps of the character, the two individuals, which were students come passing by from both sides, and went inside of what is known to be professor stein's class, the head of soul studies.


Rivialle heard noises from a classroom that the boys went in, a couple minutes before rivialle made his way in. Rivialle uncovered his image that he was hiding from his green hood towards the students that was in steins classroom. He had made little to know steps towards steins desk, and whispers something in his ear.


"Ah before we start, I would like to give you guys a recap of wants going to happen this evening, this hear young man will be our new edition to the school, more likely my assistant who just became a death scythe not to long ago"

As stein explains who this mysterious character known as rivialle kohinita one of the death scythe's from east asia, and originally from germany, he was leaning against the wall by the door, scanning the classroom.


"He was originally from germany, and one of our best death scythe's that we recruited this month, he'll also be helping out with some of you guys, but be warned he doesn't tolerated ignorant behavior" he says in a serious manner. "But do be good, and don't give him any problems, okay?' Stein says in a brightful way, he would then continue what he was doing, which was one of the basic things to start of class is disecting, one of his favorite things, and also has a meaning to why he is doing so.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Qi Character Portrait: Avivi Horogium Character Portrait: Mac Solo Character Portrait: Goro Death Character Portrait: Cinder Chalice Character Portrait: Lucas Jones Character Portrait: Skyler/ Skylar Blade Character Portrait: Rivialle Kohinita

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Mac chuckled slightly at Avi's question of him only saying that to make her feel better. "Whatever, believe what ya want." He stated, neither confirming or denying it. When she informed him of their mission for today he scratched his chin, and raised an eyebrow at it. He recognized the name. Poe was poet if he wasn't mistaken. But why would he be on Lord Death's hit list? "Dude's like a writer or poet right?" Mac asked to confirm it. "What? I read." He stated to explain how he'd know the guy.

"Weird that Death would have such a hard on to gank the guy." Mac stated as he pondered why. "Dude writes horror short stories right? And didn't he like marry his first cousin or something? Doesn't seem all that dangerous." He added. "Whatever. We got a job to do, so we might as well get it over with." He stated as he leaned back in his chair, and planted his feet up on the desk. "So where's the location? Guessing somewhere in the US?" He asked.

His attention was then brought to the arrival of two new students. Lord Death's son, and his partner. Mac took his feet off the table, and leaned forward in his chair, sizing the Shinigami up. He wasn't too impressed. Granite, he wasn't too impressed with Lord Death when he first laid eyes on the cartoonish grim reaper. So he shouldn't jump to conclusions. A slight grin crossed Mac's face as he thought about the power this guy, this Goro might have.

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"Oh! So naughty! I love it!" Lucas responded to Cinder's statement about his day being not the only thing looking up. He laughed when she told him work first, and fun later. "Sheila when I'm with you work is always fun!" He smirked followed by a suggestive eyebrow raise. Lucas did enjoy the little banter that they've developed between each other. Remained him somewhat of what he had with Aimi. Though Aimi was much more innocent, and soft spoken than Cinder. Half the time his advances went right over her head, while with Cinder she gets them at least, even though they get him nowhere with the ice queen.

When the new kids, Lord Death's son, and his partner was introduced he raised an eyebrow at this. He couldn't help but wonder if the only reason he was here was because he was Death's son. It did make him curious of what their combat ability was. And then winked at one of the girls in the class. Lucas growled slightly under his breath. How dare he try to horn in on his territory. His attention was then brought to the Death Scythe that joined them, Dr. Stein's teaching assistant or something along those lines.

But Cinder soon brought his attention to Goro or whatever his name was by Cinder. Of course she wanted to challenge this guy. Grant it he was more than willing to do so. He can't let some upstart muscle his way into his harem of beautiful ladies! He can have the scraps like all the other guys in the school. "Sounds good to me! This bloke is trying to muscle in on my harem of shelias!" Lucas responded.

"Yo Stitches! I wanna throw down the gauntlet with the Snow Flake here! See if he's got any right to be here other than Daddy running this place." Mac called out as he shot out of his seat, and slammed his hand on his desk. He did so without consoling his partner. Another impulsive decision of his. "Unless he's afraid to get his hands dirty." He smirked, just goating the young reaper into a fight.

"Looks like the angry midget beat us. Might have to have a blue with the bloke some other time." Lucas whispered over to his partner.

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