0
followers
follow

Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns

Twin, hand shot guns

0 · 131 views · located in Before Maka and Soul Even's become partners

a character in “Dwma: A new moon is coming”, as played by Inugami

Description

Image
xxxxxxxxxxxโ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…โ–…
xx Student star level: โ˜… _ _ _ xxยป Crimson(L) & Silver(R) Shoawguns โŠฑ
xxx.x ( CRIMSON IS: BOLD && QUICK TO ACT BEFORE HE THINKS && SILVER IS: COLLECTIVE && TENDS TO OVER THINK THINGS )xxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxโ˜‡xxxmale/malexxxโ˜‡xxxSix-teenxxxโ˜‡xxxCrimson: Strait =/= Silver: Confused

xxxxxxx โ™› weapons x x students
Image

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx` โ˜… Dignity-Honor Crimson Shoawguns(O.T.L) &&
Disgrace Silver Shoawguns(O.T.R)

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxโ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____but call us Crimson & Silver

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx` โ˜… (pair) weapons
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxโ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____In case you haven't noticed, we are male.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____We are both Six-teen years old!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____I(Crimson) am strait, I(Silver) am confused, but why would you want to know that?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____Do not tell anybody, but I have a crush on Y/T/B/A.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____Our voice: -(The voice of the man with the white hair, 2:10)- Ginko
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____Our song: Down fall // Matchbox Twenty
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx___________โ‡˜__โ‡˜_____We side with Shinigami-sama

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx` โ˜… We can be a bit...
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxโ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€
Crimson: I wont wait to act, I can't wait to act. I will take what opportunity comes my way before it passes with out hesitation! Though, there is only one thing in this world that can make me wait! Despite my hot headed nature, I wont leave my brother behind. Despite what you see on my surface, I'm quite the deceptive con man.

Silver: All my life I've been uncertain of my existence, so I'm quite hesitant in making decisions for my own behalf. I have a low self esteem, that my brother hides with his hot-headed nature. I can't seem to leave my brothers side, I trust him with my life. I follow my brothers lead as if I were his mirrored image.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx` โ˜… Our past you ask?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxโ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€
Crimson and Silver are from the Shoawguns family. A family made of only ranged type weapons, originating from Japan. The Shoawguns have a secret curse to their name. There was supposed to be only one son to be born, though at the date of birth, twins had been pulled out. Their father was over joyed with that fact that they had been born with the twin, their mother unsure of their fate to be. In the legend of Shoawguns, there was a Dark weapon who sought immortality, as he could not obtain it, he cursed his descendents. He would be reborn in two bodies, one would have Crimson hair and the other Silver. Along with this, there was also a condition with how the two should grow up, the mother didn't want the tradition to continue. The father was for the tradition while the mother opposed frantically. Though love prevailed, and they met half way, they were brought up with the traditional way till the age of 14. At the age of 15 the traditional way for the two to grow up was broken, the two brothers were finally able to meet. They would finally be able to enjoy the rest of their life's together if they so wished.

While the twins were being brought up through the Shoawguns traditions, both brothers were brought up to hate each others existences. In the year they were finally reunited, Crimson took Silver in with open arms, as for Silver, who didn't know how to accept Crimson's supposed affection, fell into a state of confusion. During a period of time, Silver befell a tragic accident in which Crimson did what he could to salvage what was left of his twin brother. Due to the accident and because Crimson saved Silver, Silver follows the brother he had grown to hate, in a state were he fully depended on Crimson for everything. The accident was caused by their father, as he secretly hid his actions from his wife. Crimson sought out Shibusen as a way to free him and his brother from the wrath of their father. Their father agreed to send both brothers to the DWMA on one condition. A condition both brothers accepted, a condition that has scared Silver more then his twin brother.


xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx` โ˜… Extra! Extra!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxโ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€โ–€
These are our weapon forms,
This is my brother Crimsons weapon form
This is my brother Silvers form

We have the Compaction Wavelength.

My brother, Silver, is horrified of spiders and felines! It'd be best if you don't play a prank on my brother with such things... And another thing... Don't unwrap his arm, he's quite sensitive about what he's hiding under those wraps, so I'd also appreciate it if you don't take off my own glove. He's sensitive about these things we hide. After all, its best to leave the past behind us.
((To be critical on the Twin aspect, Crimson is the leading Twin. Meaning: Crimson fought more for the existence in the womb against Silver. Thus Crimson is naturally stronger then Silver is mostly all aspects))

So begins...

Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
It's nearing that time! Once I've accepted one more profile(appropriate&completed) I shall finally open the doors to the Role-play! Of course to those who've yet to complete their character's we are still happily awaiting your creation!

((Places will be added according to how the stories moves along. Announcements (New Chapters) will be posted here, as to keep the story moving smoothly.))

Once we've completed a chapter, I will make a summery of what happened, here in the activity tab. It will be made more clear once one or two events have happened in the Role-play.

Here are some of our chapters tittle that (you-) will (-find to) go with our story

1: "Beginnings: The starting line."
2:>---<
3:>---<
4:>---<
(more will come with time)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
Chapter 1

Beginnings: The Starting Line

The first day of the year, at the academy, starts off with a scorching heat! Today-Freshmen don't have regular class', activities are being held all over the school. Instead of being assigned to a class, groups have been assigned. Our 7 unlikely heroes are all part and make group 11-Out of how many groups? That's not to be concerned about-. Today is all about trying to pair up Meister to Weapons and Weapons to Meisters and so will be the day's to come. If there are those who do not find a partner, there's always the Bingo-tournament that will be held on the week-end; The feeling partner game. It may look a little forced at first but its actually exercises to help promote weapon transformation along with getting new Meister's acquainted with holding Demon Weapons. Since mostly new students are weapons who come in can barely transform or Meister who've never seen a weapon before.

So really, today and the days to come in opening week, is mostly about learning the basic rules&laws of Shibusen, how students should act, carry themselves, along with some lengthy boring explanations on what their future jobs as EAT or NOT will be like and getting to know each other. ((Remember that we're all going to be part of EAT in the end))

(After the day is done, every freshmen will be given their allowance along with their resident/dorm room numbers.)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
"It's so hot! Lets take a break here." The early rosen sun was burning, with a passionate grin, from the skirts of the Nevada desert. "Lets." An early bird chirped. "Stupid sun..."-"The sun must really want to reach the peak of the day. It's going to tire itself out, if its trying its hardest now."-"Whats up with this mountain of stairs? It's unreal!" Crimson and Silver were nearing the end of the seemingly endless, lengthy, arduous flight of stairs that led towards Shibusen.

Shibusen, more commonly known as Death Weapon Meister Academy,DWMA for short. "I can't even see the top yet." Crimson whined, while rubbing the sweat from his brow. His twin brother, Silver who was but two feet away, mirrored his brother before offering a hand. "I'll carry yo-" "Wonderous idea, Aniki! Catch!" Crimson smiled largely as he cut his brother off before he could finish. In a flash of red light, Crimson's body transformed, in a red bolt of light that stretched out to his brothers hand.

(1of2)

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
Panting passed the very last step, Silver finally reached Shibusen's entrance. At first glance it seems that he came on his own, though at a second glance one would notice a gun attached to his hip. In a place like this, there wouldn't be a single person who wouldn't think; someone scored a free ride up the stairs off the back of a goody-two-shoes. Though most wouldn't realise, Silver knew what he had done but in the end he really did feel good in spoiling his brother. Even if it was in such a meager way.

Silver stayed at the top of the stairs, still trying to catching his breath. After a long breather Silver instinctively made his way towards the shade. Rather exausted, Silver didn't spend any time gawking at the academies, awe inspiring, symmetrically perfect exterior. "No doubt-Aniki's asleep." Silver sighed, deciding he would wait in the shade till his brother woke. "There's still time."

From his spot in the shade, brother still in weapon form, he looked out to see those coming in and out. "I wonder-"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

William had gotten up and moving to the DWMA over an hour ago. He had moved into his three bedroom apartment over a week ago to settle in and personalize the place to make it feel at home. "Good thing I got my stuff settled." Robin said to himself as he moved through the streets towards the Academy's stairs. Sighing he walked to the stairs and started the long walk up the stairs.

"These stairs look like they go up forever. In the name o' the Lord who was the little pike that made these stairs to exhaust their students before reaching up the class anyway?!" he thought angrily as he walked towards the top and spotted several things, a young man trying to help a young woman with some books that looked a bit to heavy for her size and twin brothers in the shade, one taking a nap whilst the other was observing the people.

"No doubt about it, Im an oddball here, I'm probably the only man who may sound like I come from a Gaelic origin but In fact am an american with a Japanese born mother and an Irish Mechanic for a Pa." he thought. "Gonna have to try and tone me accent down to at least sound like someone from the Britain Isle."

He walked towards the entrance to the Academy, feeling a bit spooked that the front is an effigy of a skull with horns. "By Finn's sore thumb, That's a bit of a dandy there. Guess they don't call it Death Weapon Meister Academy for nothing without some...death theme." He muttered. He then looked to see the people he spotted heard him before walking a bit more. "Morrigan take me if I have to share the same classroom with these blokes." He thought.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
Having slept the last few minutes, Silver was the first to wake up. It was the urgent feeling to not be late that stirred the teen to wake. Feeling a heavy weight against his shoulder, looking over, he found that his brother was sleeping beside him against his shoulder. Despite the heat, Silver didn't push his brother aside he only smiled warmly and for a moment place his forehead against his brothers puff of hair. Letting out a sigh of relief, it seemed Silver had been dreaming, he felt he needed to reassure himself that Crimson was indeed beside him. With the feeling of loneliness passing, Silver lightly shook his brothers shoulder to wake him. "Aniki. Aniki, class is going to start." Crimson didn't seem all too phased by his brother and instead of waking only let out a grumble. "Five more minu-" Silver's smile grew a little more. "Aniki, your the one who said you didn't want to be late. Transform for me, I'll bring you to class." Silver wrapped his arms around his brother tightly, as Crimson grumbled something incomprehensible, but managed to get Crimson to comply. Once more in a flash of red, though more lazily it would seem, Crimson's body stretched out into a bolt of red light.

Placing his brother's weapon form on his side, after standing, Silver took in a deep breath. It seemed he would have to venture the halls on his own. It wasn't something he dreaded but it made him feel incredibly nervous. Mostly due to the thought that a Meister could approach him easily. Silver had long decided that it could only be crimson who could get the last word on who'd their partner will be. So it took him a moment to muster some courage before making a hasty sprint towards the school's entrance.

Running through the halls, passing through the steadily increasing swarm of students, Silver was doing his best not to brush into any one or even slow down. In the end, to Silver's point of view, things quickly became disastrous. It seemed someone stuck out their foot, which lightly tripped Silver as he ran. It wasn't something big, but just enough that Silver had to lean drastically forwards to catch his footing. He came to a halt when he caught himself, though his head came into contact, with what felt to be a leather jacket and a strong broad back. As if momentarily petrified, Silver didn't move, instead of pulling away Silver couldn't help but feel suddenly self winded. He couldn't believe that he had rammed into someone (even if it was just a light bump), the feeling made him distraught enough that he couldn't bare to look up. It felt as if he'd just suddenly headbutted the most dangerous bully in school and was about to receive a whooping for it. (despite not actually knowing whom he'd bumped into).

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

William was making his way to the classroom marked on a small piece of paper before sighing. "Would that I went to a normal college or somethin'." He muttered to himself. "I gotta get moving though before the bells signal class starting"

It was as he was doing so, he felt a very light bump on his back as if one was tripped and fell right into him. "Faith and Begorra!" He cried out. "That was unpleasant." he then muttered as he turned to look at the person who bumped into him. It was one of the two twins he saw outside the academy earlier.

"Well lad, you looked like you were in a big hurry to accidentally trip and fall. You okay though?" He asked in an honest and good voice. "William Robert Flynn, at yer service, but folks sometimes call me Robin." He then proceeded to dust him off from imaginary dust. "There we are, good as new. Next time look where your feet are as well. You never know what'll come trippin ya up."

He then turned around and proceeded to walk into his intended Classroom. "Now if You'll excuse me, I'm trying not to be late as well. See you around Laddie."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
Silver cringed, as his heart jumped, when the man in front of him suddenly cried out after being bumped into. He had little to no understanding what he had yelled either, it only made him feel more guilty for his supposed crime. In the moment the stranger took too turn around, felt like minutes to Silver who still had yet to look up, the silence to him was frightening. Looking down to his side, his brother's weapon looked all too pleasing to reach for, he knew his brother could easily chase any one away, Silver restrained himself. Gulping instead, Silver prepared himself, he couldn't rely on his brother for everything. Could he? He was beginning to doubt himself until William started to speak.

Feeling William's hands brushing his shoulders, after hearing this warm voice, Silver's heart couldn't quite seem to calm down. Unable to look up still, even after hearing the stranger introduced him self, Silver couldn't muster up the courage to speak back. The doubt about being unable to handle this, simple situation, struck back rather quickly. Silver was much too nervous, so much so that Silver's body was still rather stiff and frozen. He couldn't even move into a proper bow, too apologize even some what, since he couldn't form any words.

It didn't come to any relief when it seemed William had forgiven him. Even as the friendly William left, Silver didn't move. With his chance gone, Silver's guilt and fright turned instantly into an frustrating anger, against himself. It was then on queue that his brother decided to 'wake'. With a bolt of red light, Crimson transformed back into human shape in front of his still oddly slanted brother. "What are you all staring at?!" Crimson's voice growled with the power of a trumpet, too no one in particular, those words were simply meant for his brother to hear.

Kneeling down, with a phantom smile, Crimson glanced upwards to find his brother's complex-ed face. "There now, I don't know what happened but Aniki's here now." Reaching out, like fixing a doll, Crimson positioned his brother as he was. Then as if they were both being marionnetted, they both stood up at the same time in mirrored fashion. "Who was it that said they didn't want to be late?"-"It was you Aniki." It was as if what ever negative emotion Silver was wearing on his face had been magically dispelled. "Then let us be off!" With out dashing off, the mirroring(in movement) twins made their way steadily towards their class room. "Did you sleep well?-"I did, thank you!"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: Asher Lucian Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
"A pain." The teacher pouted, clearly disappointed. "Though, there's still just a little bit of time left." She looked towards the door, whilst placing her right index finger on her chin. "Don't call me teacher." She spoke softly with a small tune. She had an idea, turning to the chalk board, with both hands she grabbed the chalk on the small edge and began to wildly race the chalk across the board. Unknowing to Creed that this time, the teacher had a gleam in her eye a small smirk across her lips. "It's Ms. Sproodles to the student body." She announced with a nod while her back still facing Creed. Whipping her hands off with the clean erasers, she looked up now at the chalk board, it covered in white chalk from one end to the other. Erasing only a small portion of the now white board, she then took the same eraser and a few chalk pieces and headed towards Creed. Placing the items on the desk adjacent to his, she then dashed towards the chalk board and began to clear the board with two other erasers.

After clearing the board, Ms. Sproodles turned her attention now to the door of her class. Carefully placing a chalk filled eraser at the top of the entrance, held in position by the door(So that it would drop onto the first person to enter hastily), she gave a cackle before dashing to a random seat with the second eraser in hand. "The day has just begun. Now be patient and be ready to be entertained, my little bird. Today, three people will be whiter then usual." Sitting patently, with a strait face, holding back the bubbly joy that had begun to slowly build within her.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: Asher Lucian Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

Asher walked towards the building. The pile of knowledge (too bad it isn't Patchoul- *shot*) that Asher carried was a bit heavy. However, it didn't change the fact that the three were late, and so Asher sped up a bit, but still in walking speed. He wanted to make sure that he doesn't leave the other two behind. "Lu-Xun? That's odd. Your last name is phonetically identical to the name of a famous strategist in Chinese history." Asher heard the girl say.

Asher shrugged. "I'm not the least bit Chinese, and I don't know the guy. I might look him up later though..." As he neared the classroom, Asher turned around and looked at the silver-haired girl. "Anyway, what's your name?" He asked. Asher turns and pushes the door open with his foot, still trying to balance himself so he won't fall. A single eraser fell from above, making a plop sound as it hit the floor since Asher wasn't able to enter that fast with the pile of books. Hearing the noise, Asher moved the pile to see what fell, and knew exactly that it was the old trick in the book- place something on top of a doorway, and watch it fall upon the person who opens it. Asher glared at the class and the teacher, rather coldly. "You're gonna have to do better than that to prank me." He mutters as he looks for a seat among the giant stand.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
The two twins stepped through the door, after the slim, silver haired, girl. Crimson was the first to step through the door, his brother followed after. Crimson's eyes quickly swept the class' surroundings, while Silver looked through the class trying to spot William from the group. It seemed that somehow they had made it before him. Maybe there's another class nearby? Silver wondered, pondering if he did have a second chance to apologize. His thoughts interrupted as Crimson hooked arms with his brother, ''Hey, Aniki, our Sensei!'' He nudged his twin brother as he pointed out Ms. Proodles with a quick motion of his head. Looking over Silver's eyes widened instantly but before he could make any more notes of his teacher's appearance he was tugged harshly along. Standing nearest to the middle of the room, Crimson unlocked his arm from his brothers, to give the teacher a proper bow, which Silver copied flawlessly. ''We will be in your care.'' Their voices overlapped in harmony, after they straightened up and moved closer to the edge of the class, giving the rest of the students a wide birth. Crimson didn't give any care in the world that they may have been a tinsy-bit late, though as Silver was going to bring up the subject, Crimson simply and promptly turned his head away from his brother before he could make a peep.

Looking now to the other students gathered in the room, Crimson held a criticizing stare to those who held the Meister badge. Feeling the cold shoulder vibe from his brother, mostly to the fact he may be a little over exited at the thought of being able to choose a Meister, Silver simply looked down to his feet. He knew and left the decision making to Crimson since long ago, after all he had no real choice. It was after a moment that something caught Silver's attention, though it wasn't the sudden play of music but something he caught in his peripherals.

Crimson was about to take a seat, his eyes still harsh as he gave the meister's in the room an uncomfortable stare. Instead of finding himself sitting on a nice leveled chair he could feel the warmth and quite oddly un-leveled lap of his brother instead. With out turning his head, Crimson stood back up after a long moments pause, ''Aniki?''-''Yes, Aniki?'' Silver gave a light squeak as he found him self sitting with a squinted look, he had taken the seat his brother had wanted, thus making sure his brother wouldn't sit on the sudden chalk filled eraser. ''...What are you sitting on?''-''Your chai-'' Before Silver could finish, Crimson had his brother by the shirt of his collar, lifting him onto his feet. With his head turned slightly, he had a look to see what his brother was up to. Having looked passed Silver's shoulder, he noticed a rather squished board eraser with chalk dust surrounding it. Pulling his brother against him, pulling the back of his brothers pants out with his other hand, he noticed it had been nicely whitened like a newly powdered baby.

Pushing Silver back down into the same seat, allowing the chalk to further whiten his brother's underside, Crimson turned to face the rest of the class about to let out an uproar. Much to his dismay and surprise he had become a bit too dumbfounded to yell at anyone. Just as sudden as he turned around, Crimson received a chalk filled eraser to the face by such an unsuspecting culprit. With a click and clack, as the wooden side of the thrown eraser hit the ground, crimson sat back down onto his brothers lap. For once in a long time, Crimson didn't know how to react to such an odd act of childish behavior coming from someone with such stature. ''Aniki?''-''Yes, Aniki?'' ''Did Sensei just hit me with that?'' -''Yes, Aniki.''

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
Ms. Proodles stood as if victory had been hers. A white fist lifted in the air, with one foot on a chair, her glass' gleaming in the room's light. She could forgive the three students who came walking in with loads of books but the twins, no, she couldn't find it in her to restrain herself. She stood there like that for a minute before then turning at the waist and pointing out too those who brought in the large amount of unnecessary books. ''You three!'' She wondered with a strict voice then slouched her shoulders as she couldn't comprehend as to why they needed to bring in so many books. ''You shouldn't bring in so many... unnecessary items.'' She gave them a raised curious brow, ''The school does have its own library. A Big one.''

Moving closer to the books, she peeked over some of the tittles and decided to let it pass for today. ''Any way, I'll let this slide. You do only need the bare minimum for this type of class you know.'' Peering over her shoulder, she began a mental head count of the students present. ''1.'' She noted aloud the missing number of students. ''Pity.'' She moved now towards Creed, reaching out she placed a finger against his nose, giving him a strict glare. ''Class has started. You may think I'm impressed by your half transformation dear Birdy, I have definitely heard better.'' She hadn't, mostly because she wasn't too fond of any particular music, she had no ear for it. Pulling her hand away, she'd left a white chalk finger print behind as she headed to the front of the class. ''Right, before we get on with the class, is there any one who isn't familiar with Demon weapons? Or on what a Meister does for Shibusen?''

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: Asher Lucian

0.00 INK

Before getting a response from the others he sits down at the spot he designated. When he sat down he began to hear guitar play and he looks at who he assumes is a weapon play on strings that came out from his shoulder. He was watching the strange colors emanate from him playing, but he was able to pull his attention away in time to see that a eraser appeared in his hand, the same one he placed by the board since it wasn't where he just placed it. He saw the Guitar player throw the eraser onto a seat, Obviously the prank was going to happen, so instead of speaking up he sighs and just lets it happen. He looks at the pair of twins walk in sees one of them glare at him, instead of looking away he just gives a friendly smile. After that he noticed a few events happen quickly the end result being one of the twins having white powder on the seat of his pants. When he sees the teacher place her foot on a chair and pump her hand into the air in a sort of victory pose. oh...great a joker of a teacher

When the teacher comes over to question the stack of books he was carrying for the girl he just smiles, he already said why he had the books, he wasn't about to repeat himself. The teacher asks a question about if anyone doesn't understand a Weapon or a Meister. Ashton didn't have any questions so he just leans back in the chair and looks around the room. "I don't think we would have come in here unaware of what we have to do in our respective roles."

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: Asher Lucian Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
"Unlike most, there are those who may have come without knowing." Ms. Sproodles gave a sturdy nod. "And there is no shame in that." She crossed her arms, her glass' catching the light once more. "After all this is an Academy." Ms. Sproodles gave another look over at her students. After a moment she gave a soft smile. I wonder how they'll progress. She wondered, they looked to be a promising bunch. Even so, she couldn't help but wonder were her last student had gone off too.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
Reaching from out behind Crimson, who was still sitting heavily on his lap, Silver took the cloth Creed was holding out. Crimson went from dazed to zoning back in on the world, as Silver took the cloth, his eyes locking on the weapon now before him. Paying no heed to his brother, whom he continued to sit apon, he gave the weapon now an interesting look. "Your form, is a musical instrument? That's quite unique." Pushing away his brother's hand as he finished rubbing off the chalk from his face, he took the rag and scrunched it in his hand. "We have no further interest in you." Being blunt, came often, though really instead of being blunt he had wanted to be straight forward. He wanted to deck this boy with all his strength, he had a suspicion that he was the one whom had started it all but what proof did he have? "Aniki?" Silver whispered from behind, pulling his brother from the stranger to himself. "Can I punch him?"-"-N-No!" Silver sounded a bit distraught, the thought that his brother wanted to punch a class-mate so soon, made him a bit unsettled. "Rather then that-We should pay attention to the teacher." He hoped that switching his brother's attention to the teacher might avoid further conflict.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Honor/Disgrace Crimson/Silver Shoawguns Character Portrait: Ouka N. Licht Character Portrait: Creed Iscariot Character Portrait: Ashton Mercer Character Portrait: Asher Lucian Character Portrait: William Robert "Robin" Flynn

0.00 INK

#, as written by Inugami
((Inevitable time Skip))

"That concludes today's class. I must admit, to have all our weapon students able to transform, (even if partially), I'm blessed!" Ms. Sproodles gave a light chuckle. Come on up and line up. I've got envelopes for every one. These have your allowance and dorm room number. I have been informed that one or two of you have an apartment in Death City, feel free to move into the dorms if you so wish. I'll see you all tomorrow, be a little early, okay?" She smiled motioning the students toward the neatly spread out envelopes, marked every ones names on them.

((Be free my writers, be free!))