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Soul 'Eater' Evans

"In the end the shape and form don't matter at all, it's only the soul that matters right? Nothing else."

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a character in “Soul Eater: A New Chapter”, as played by ShyFox

Description

Soul 'Eater' Evans
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Full name:
Soul 'Eater' Evans
Age:
17
Gender:
Male
Classification:
Weapon/Scythe




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Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:

Soul has white hair swept to one side, and red eyes. He is known for his heavily exaggerated facial expressions and pointed teeth. He naturally has a lazy, droopy, and somewhat uninterested expression on his face. Over the pas year or so he has picked up a bit in height, making him significantly taller than Maka, where as they used to be only a few inches apart. Typically he wears a headband, or his signature sweatband in his hair, depending on what kind of mood he's in that day.
Personality:

Soul's attitude is laid-back and nonchalant, as he tries to mold himself to his expectations of how someone 'cool' would act. He is almost the complete opposite of Maka, being reserved and aloof. He often expresses how he feels about some situations by either claiming that something is 'cool' or 'not cool.' Being a cool guy, he prefers to use the direct approach or stupid approach, which most of the time fails. He has a unique love for eating souls that seems to not be shared by many of the other Weapons, drooling quite frequently when his next meal is nearby. He also seems to be a glutton towards food in general. He can sometimes become too driven by the thought of eating souls, which leads him to bicker with Maka or become impatient with her; but despite their squabbles, they are always able to maintain a solid friend-partner relationship.

He is also friends with Black☆Star because of their similar immature personalities, but at the same time, they cannot match their Wavelengths. He is slightly immature by being headstrong, stubborn, apathetic to most things, and argumentative. Soul also has a strong weakness towards overdeveloped women, as he bursts into a nosebleed without fail every time he sees Blair naked, contradicting his so-called "cool" way of dealing with things. He is also a slacker that liked to find an easier way out of situations, shown when he attempts to cheat in a DWMA exam, after which he ends up stripped of all of his clothes except his boxers, and is sent back to his seat to finish his test.

However, one thing he has gained from all the years of being 'cool' is that he is possibly one of the most loyal people one could possibly meet. He firmly believes that breaking promises and changing sides 'isn't cool at all.' Deep down, he is always looking out for his friends, and is even willing to sacrifice himself in order to protect his partner, Maka, showing his bravery and dedication. Despite his usual unenthusiastic appearance, he proves to be actually quite determined, and he also helps people get back on their feet when they are at a loss. He is also quick-thinking and cunning, being able to figure out a plan or a strategy rather quickly. He still has a kind-hearted side, although he shows this side mostly to Maka.




Likes and Dislikes

▼ Feeling stupid.
▼ Blair running around naked.
▼ Not getting the soul they set out for.
▼ Being hungry
▼ Disappointing Maka
▼ Eating souls
▼ Food especially burgers.
▼ Jazz
▼ Gothic designs
▼ Playing piano





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History:

Soul came from an extremely rich family of musicians. He had an older brother called Wes, a violinist, whom he suffered an inferiority complex to, and although he himself had a talent for playing the piano, he was reluctant to exhibit this talent because he constantly knew that Wes was better than him. After finding out that he was a Demon Weapon however, he found that he was able to escape from his family tradition as musicians and strive to become a Death scythe instead. Evidence seems to show that he was the first Demon Weapon in the Evans family.

He was then approached by Maka Albarn, and the two decided to become partners. Just before they agreed though, Soul played for her a song on the piano, stating that this was 'the kind of person he is.' Although the song sounded dark and strange to Maka, she liked it, and finding Soul to be the first boy she could trust, became partners with him. From that point on the two work together, gathering souls. Soul seems to prefer to forget his past life as a musician, as he dislikes being called by his full name, including his last name, 'Evans.'

So begins...

Soul 'Eater' Evans's Story

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#, as written by ShyFox
Sid sat at the train station, periodically glancing up at the clock tower "The trains late no surprise there" he said to no one in particular. The station was busy with people all around, no one paying much attention to the undead zombie ninja. But then again this was Death City so it really wasn't that unusual, Sid soon saw the front end of the train he was waiting on come into view as it pulled into the station. "Finally" he breathed out as he stood up, through the steam that the train was giving off he could barely make out the outline of a short but elegant looking young woman.

She was carrying a pair of suitcases "Sid is that you, it's been ages?" said a familiar voice.

"Ah Kami nice to see you, thought I should pick you up, that's just the type of man I was" he said with a smile (sort of). "Beside's Lord Death wants to see you as soon as you get in." he continued.

Kami laughed "Well it's definitely appreciated, and I thought I might be able to catch Maka before she went to class today but duty calls I guess." she gave a heavy sigh, then looked around "You know who isn't around is he?" she asked with a concerned look on her face.

"Nope and he has no clue that your here, I don't think even knew you were coming back and especially not that you're going to be teaching. Lord Death made sure not to tip him off or he'd be slacking trying to hide" said Sid.

"Good we don't want Spirit slacking off any more then he already does." she said sarcastically. It had been sometime since she had actually exchanged words with Spirit. If it was anything it was a few words back and forth in a mirror call, and the only things discussed was Maka.

"Well shall we get to the school?" she asked with a smile, Sid laughed "Sometimes I wish the roles were reversed when it came to you and Spirit I think you would make damn sight better death scythe then him" he laughed.

"Yes, but then I would be a cheating womanizer and I really don't want to even go there" said Kami just thinking about it made a stress mark come up on her forehead. As much as she tried to forget about it, just the thought of seeing Spirit kind of made her blood pressure raise and not in a good way.

The drive was filled with conversations about what has gone on since Kami had left Death City and of course Maka. Soon the face of the DWMA came into view of the car, Kami smiled "Even though I know I'm not going to be able to avoid Spirit and things will come up that I've been trying to forget. I'm still glad to finally be home" she said with a sigh.




They were dancing again, much like they had when they were in the black room nearly a year and a half ago. As the faint piano music played in the background a thought came to his mind.

"Damn.... she really is beautiful in that dress... Wait what did I just say?", there was a noise that sounded something akin to someone slamming the lid down on a piano and the music stopped.

"What did you say about me?" she asked her voice sounded odd and a bit sing song.

He didn't know what to think first off how in the hell did she hear is thoughts, and secondly what was up with her voice.

"You heard me Soul.... what did you say?" her voice still sounded odd and she wasn't looking at him while speaking to him.

"I... uh... um" Soul managed to mumble out still in shock wondering how she had read his mind. Then things turned even weirder.

It was like all the bones in her neck popped as her head craned up to finally look up at him, but it wasn't his Maka's eyes. They were black as midnight, it almost seemed as though her eyes were missing completely. He started to back away from her out of fear and shock.

"Maka... whats wrong with you?" he stuttered.


"You know what Soul... I don't really need you any more." the demonic Maka said as she kept walking towards him, her bones popping and snapping with each step.

Then in a split second, Maka's arm turned into a scythe and with a blood curdling screech she came at him win inhuman like speed. And just before she was about to lodge the scythe into Soul's chest he woke up with a start. His heart beating so fast it felt like it was about to beat out of his chest, a slight glistening of sweat coating his forehead and bare chest, and trying to catch his breath. He put his hand up to where the crazed scythe weapon Maka would have hit if had been anything but a nightmare. All Soul found was the scar that Crona had given him almost two years ago.

He was finally able to pull his mind into reality from the frightening world his subconscious mind had just dropped him into. After rubbing his eyes a bit he looked over at the alarm clock sitting on the bed side table. It was still almost an hour before his alarm would go off to get up and get ready for a new year at the academy. Believe it or not he was happy to finally get back to school, it felt like it had taken forever to get the school straightened out again, but finally things could start getting back to normal well as normal as it can get in Death City.

Soul pulled the covers off of him, shifted his weight and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Standing up he decided that after that nightmare he wasn't going to manage going back to sleep. He stretched as he crossed the room, opening his bedroom door he could now look over at the door that led over to Maka's room. As far as he could tell there was no stirring from the other bedroom so he assumed that his friend and partner was still asleep. With a wide long yawn he walked down the hall, scratching the back of his head as his bare feet padded on the wood floor. Once he reached the door of the bathroom he opened it and stepped inside. He was in there for a moment and the sound of the toilet flushing was heard, the door opened again as he turned out the light and the turned the corner to head to the shower turning the knob to the door there and then stepping in to the shower. It wasn't long after that, the sounds of the shower running would be heard.

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Walking Around Town



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Sleeping wasn't something that Kid was very good at, at least not lately anyways. Being the next Grim Reaper had been worrying him quite a bit. What would he do when it was time for his friends to die? Everyone has a time, he needed to learn that. Better now then never, as he thought it over.

Kid looked around the Academy, classes wouldn't be starting for another hour or so, though his father had told him to come early to make sure that the new students knew where they were going. Though the problem with that was that nobody liked Kid, and seemed to ignore him. He would ignore himself too, those horrible three stripes on only one side of his head!

Thinking of that made Kid dramatically fall to the floor muttering "Why isn't it right....Why.." he always hated his hair, it just wasn't perfect enough. And nobody would ever understand that. After a few weird looks from passing teachers, he stood up and dusted himself off before straightening his clothes out.

Kid looked around once more to make sure that nobody was looking at him strangely. He then wondered why his two partners in crime were not with him. Usually those two women stalked him like a lion stalking a deer. Odd example, but nothing else came to mind for him. It was still far too early for Kid to be up. He had been used to sleeping in.

He knew his father wanted to actually talk to him before classes, yet he didn't really want too. He was afraid that his father would want Kid to do something, and with his own luck it would be something that Kid would not want to do.




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Maka had wonderful dreams of her as both a weapon and a meister, she would keep those dreams to herself. She stretched in bed before getting up and examining herself in her full body mirror. A small smile crept on her face.. She was growing! Her chest was a little bit bigger and her legs looked pretty nice. She tried on her normal outfit, and realized it was a tad bit too small. Great, Now I'm going to look like a Blair. She thought to herself as she put her coat on, her chest felt like it was going to pop out so she unbuttoned one more button. Now feeling a bit self conscious as she didn't like her new body. Then again she'd been changing alot.

Suddenly she wished her mother was here to tell her that it was normal for her body to change and grow and be more... well less flat.. Of course those were things that Maka already knew but that didn't mean she liked that fact. Maka decided to do something a little different today! She put her hair in one ponytail instead of two.

Maka felt her room, not liking this new body but dealing with it. She just hoped that not everyone made a big deal out of it. She looked around and wondered where Blair was, then she remembered that the cat woman stalked Crona last. She heard the shower going and knew Soul was up too.

Maka made herself breakfast and ate by the window, constantly pulling her skirt down, just for it to pop back up. Well at least she wasn't exposing herself like Blair did.




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Blair couldn't sleep, she didn't know why, so she had stalked Crona and was waiting outside his door for him. She wasn't in her normal cat form, it had gotten annoying. And she was some what dressed now, with a black bikini top and short black shorts. She smiled to herself as she played with her black knee high boots. She had lost her hat somewhere, with her luck someone stole it. She didn't know what she'd do while everyone was in school.

She hated it when everyone was in school! It just wasn't fair that she wasn't allowed to go there, she hoped to get on someones good side and they'd sneak her along at some point.