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Soul Eater .:Sound of Madness:.

Soul Eater .:Sound of Madness:.

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Soul Eater RP, obviously! Take a look inside! {FULL}

3,068 readers have visited Soul Eater .:Sound of Madness:. since CutUp created it.

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based upon soul eater.

Introduction




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Ignition || Phoenix || Warriors || Sound Of Madness|Main Theme || Bring It Home || Unbroken || Unstable
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{If we weren't all crazy, we'd just go insane.}
-Jimmy Buffett




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Welcome, welcome, welcome to the Death Weapon Meister Academy, or DWMA for short. It is quite a mouth full after all! I am what you could consider the headmaster. I'm Shinigami, but most call me Lord Death, or just plan old Death! Dealers choice!

But enough about me! Let me tell you about the DWMA! The Academy is a special place where we train brave young men, and women to be proper Weapons, and Meisters. We protect the world from great evil, and keep it in order. And now you will be one of those gifted individuals!




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{You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.}
-Jimi Hendrix




{P A I R 1}
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Name: Mac Solomon| Age: 16| Gender: Male| Role: Meister 1| FC: Misaki Yata| Status: Taken
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Name: Araya Kipling| Age: 17| Gender: Female| Role: Weapon 1| FC: Urushiba Rinka| Status: Taken

{P A I R 2}
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Name: Liu Starfall| Age: 17| Gender: Female| Role: Meister 2| FC: Shiro; No Game No Life| Status: Taken
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Name: Naroshihara Onda| Age: 18| Gender: Male| Role: Weapon 2| FC: Donten Warau| Status: Taken

{P A I R 3}
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Name: Henry Lennox| Age: 18| Gender: Male| Role: Meister 3| FC: Yukio Okumura| Status: Taken
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Name: Alexei Vanya Stukov| Age: 16| Gender: Male| Role: Weapon 3| FC: Shizuo| Status: Taken

{P A I R 4}
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Name: | Age: 14-18| Gender: Female| Role: Meister 4| FC: Rikka Takanashi| Status: Reserved
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Name: Kawamoto Amaya| Age: 17| Gender: Female| Role: Weapon 4| FC: Kino Makota| Status: Taken

{P A I R 5}

Name: | Age: 14-18| Gender: Male| Role: Meister 5| FC: | Status: Open
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Name: Gia Weston| Age: 17| Gender: Female| Role: Weapon 5| FC: Chiyuki| Status: Taken

{P A I R 6}
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Name: Cate Oki| Age: 16| Gender: Female| Role: Meister 6| FC: Asako Natsume| Status: Taken
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Name: Malcolm Fate| Age: 17| Gender: Male| Role: Weapon 6| FC: Kazu| Status: Taken

{N P C S}
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Name: Ania Kava| Age: 29| Gender: Female| Role: The Nurse| FC: Mirajane
The considerably bubbly, kindhearted, and coffee addicted nurse of the school. She is well liked by many students.
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Name: Kiefer Armstrong| Age: 52| Gender: Male| Role: Teacher| FC: Van Hohenheim
The current teacher of the class. Despite his rather large, and intimidating frame, he is just a large teddy bear.
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Name: Damian Michaels| Age: 21| Gender: Male| Role: Teacher's Assistant| FC: Kaname Tosen
Damian is a Two Star Meister of legendary skill, and a member of Death's Special Forces. Currently he is assigned to help teach due to an injury that broke his arm.
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Name: Andre Santos| Age: 22| Gender: Male| Role: Assistant's Weapon| FC: Kamina
Andre is Damian's Weapon, and fellow Special Forces member. With Damian out of action for awhile, Andre has been gone on assignment in the South America branch of the DWMA. His weapon form is of a rapier sword.
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Name: Unknown; The Masked Hatter(Alias)| Age: ??| Gender: Male| Role: The Masked Hatter| FC: Kagetane Hiruko
A mysterious masked man that has been popping up all over the world recently, usually where Meisters are active at. He has been spotted merely observing those from the DWMA from a distance, and has yet to do anything to them. By the time a Meister investigates him, he disappears without a track. He was given the alias The Masked Hatter by Lord Death. Lord Death has sent agents out in the field to learn of what his intentions are, and none have successfully found him. Except for one duo, Damian, and Andre. Their confrontation resulted in Damian's injury, and the Hatter has yet to resurface.




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{A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?}
-Albert Einstein




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{Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.}
-Charles Bukowski




  • Alright, alright, alright! First things first, reservations go to the OOC(duh). But you do need three passwords that's hidden here in the rules. First: Include a gif of the FC you wish to use. I don't think it needs to be said that we'll be using anime FCs only.
  • No goddmoding, meta-playing, bunnying, etc. Pretty basic. Since they'll be a bit of fighting don't go dismembering characters without owners permission.
  • DISCUSS things! I'm talking about as soon as you, and your partner finish your characters hash out their relationship! Though we'll be starting right when they're paired up, it doesn't hurt to have some sort of game plan. This also goes for other players, especially ones that your character is engaged in combat with. Work it out!
  • We'll be working mostly off the anime, I know there's a few minor differences between the anime, and manga, but we'll be using the established world of the anime. With that said, most, if not all canon characters won't be appearing. There may be a few. Second password: What is your favorite anime/cartoon? Include a gif!
  • Please, please, PLEASE be active! I'm not saying post everyday. At least once a week. That's not too bad. And if you can't do that for some reason, talk to me! You'll find I'm a very agreeable guy when you let me know what's up.
  • Only two Meisters will be able to you Soul Menace(techniquely three, but I took one). Also I'll allow only two Muilt-Form Weapons, and two Autonomous Weapons(the kind that can turn a part of their body into a weapon without fully transforming). These are first come first serve, post in the OOC if you'd want one of these.
  • Be civil, and keep the drama IC, and out of the OOC. We're RPers not YouTube commenters people. Third password: Include the HEX Color of you character.
  • Swearing, violence, and romance is allowed, but be mindful of the site rules.
  • Alright, before I let you guys go one last thing, reservations last four days. If you don't have a WIP up by then, I don't know what to tell you. Four days is very generous.

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Character Portrait: Kapono Amemori Character Portrait: Araya Kipling Character Portrait: Liu Starfall Character Portrait: Malcolm Fate Character Portrait: Alexi Vanya Stukov Character Portrait: Kawamoto Amaya Character Portrait: Cate Oki Character Portrait: Naroshihara Onda Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Gia Weste Character Portrait: Henry Lennox Character Portrait: Kento Miller
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The sounds of Mac snoring echoed around the small apartment of Damian, and Andre that he was squatting in for the time being. Mac sleep on the couch, half under a blanket with his beanie covering his eyes, and his head phones on, blasting music in his ears. Damian was up, and already to go for his first day as a teaching assistant. He shook his head at the sight of Mac as he scratched at his cast. So annoying to be taken out of the field like that. "Wake up." Damian ordered as he shook Mac's leg to wake him him.

"Let me sleep you fucker!" Mac groaned as he kicked at him with his other leg. Mac turned back over to try and go asleep. "Get up! You're going to be late for your first day!" Damian said as he pulled his covers completely off. "Then I'll be late damnnit! Let me sleep you one armed bastard!" Mac growled. Damian rolled his eyes in annoyance. He kneeled down, and used his good arm to tip over the couch, rolling Mac off the couch. "Time to get up." Damian then turned around, and went to the kitchen for some breakfast. "I really fucking hate you." Mac groaned as he got up. "I know you mean love."

"Go get dressed, and whatever you need. I'll drop you off. I've gotta go meet with Lord Death today."
Damian opened the frig, and shuffled through it's insides as he looked for something to eat. Mac was already getting his clothes on as he was talking. "I don't need to be carpooled Mom." Mac said as he tied his sweater around his waist. He grabbed his skateboard that was leaning against the wall. "Besides, me and Denise have this covered." Mac said as he held up his precious skateboard. "Of course you named your skateboard." Damian smirked as he poured a glass of OJ. Mac grabbed his backpack, and went to one of the cupboards, and pulled out a box of pop-tarts. He took one out, and put in his mouth, and with that he was out the door.

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Stamp On The Ground

Mac put his headphones on, and jumped on his skateboard as soon as he was out the door. He rolled down the hallway of the apartment buliding, and jumped up, and grinded down the hand rail of the stairs to get to the ground floor. He continued to skate, rather recklessly, towards the DWMA for his first day. He weaved around people, and cars, while getting lots of dirty looks, which caused a slight smirk to run across his face. This is his idea of fun. Mac began doing fancy kickflips along the way, and even at one point jumped over a rather large dog that was being walked.

He looked down at his watch, and saw that he was nearing being late. Mac rolled his eyes, and began picking up the pace. He was taking back alleys by this point to make good time. Over the few months he's been in Death City, he's gotten to know her pretty well. It wasn't before long, thanks to his 'creative' skating he man it to the big ass stairs. Mac hopped off his board, and picked her up off the ground. He placed her in his backpack, and started the trek up the stairs. Why is there so many stairs?

It took about two minutes, but he finally made it to the top. "Fu....Fuck that!" Mac huffed. He is in no way out of shape, but even an Olympic athlete would need a second after that. Eventually he caught his breath, and continued on. Outside the bulding was a table that had a handmade sign covered in glitter, and little drawlings of flowers, rainbows, smiling suns, and skulls that said Registration in big bold letters. Behind the table was Nurse Kava, and Professor Armstrong. Mac raised an eyebrow at the sign, obvious work of Nurse Kava. On top of the table was a bunch of name tags labeled 'Weapon', and 'Meister' on them.

"Hihihihi! Get you a name tag, and go talk to people! Find you a partner!" Nurse Kava announced to a group of students that arrived at around the same time Mac did. Her voice was very energetic, and fast, almost sounding like one big unaudioable word. It takes a bit to get used to her energy. Mac grabbed a Meister name tag, and scribbled his name on it, though it was barely legible. Meanwhile Nurse Kava took out a big ass thermal container full of coffee that was about the size of her forearm, and began guzzling it down.

Mac looked over at the Professor who was face palming pretty hard at this point. Mac took his skateboard out, and tossed her on the ground, and hopped on her. He began rolling away from the registration table, and started doing kickflips, and other such tricks that he could do. Unfortunately there wasn't a whole lot of stuff to jump off of outside the school.

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Character Portrait: Kapono Amemori Character Portrait: Araya Kipling Character Portrait: Liu Starfall Character Portrait: Malcolm Fate Character Portrait: Alexi Vanya Stukov Character Portrait: Kawamoto Amaya Character Portrait: Cate Oki Character Portrait: Naroshihara Onda Character Portrait: Momo Sesakai Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Gia Weste Character Portrait: Kento Miller
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What A Catch, Donnie. || Fall Out Boy




Cate woke up by sun shining into her eye, and a Quicksilver figurine blocking part of the sun form her eyes. She heard her mom cooking, and Cate smiled, taking in the sweet smell of the morning. Mornings always smell the best. As Cate got up off her bed, she fell and smacked her head off the ground, making her mothers cat jump.

"Cate!?"Her mom called worried, and Cate responded. "I'm good." She said and got up easily, rubbing her head. She felt like collapsing, but instead chose out a cute outfit and threw it on, then brushed her hair and teeth. "Looking pretty good, Cate." She told herself, smiling at her appearance in the mirror while looking at her Quicksilver figurine once more. It was like he was wishing her luck.

She walked out of her, room and was greeted by her loving mother. Cate loved her mother, and looked up to her as a role model. Her mom kissed her cheek and sat her down. "Here. Eat this then- Be gone!" Her mom joked, and smiled. Cate nodded and dug into her favourite meal ever- Waffles. Cate finished up her juice then grabbed her bag and ran out the door. "Bye mom! Love you!" Cate said as she closed the door, and could hear a muffled 'love you more!' from her mom inside.

Cate made her way through the crowds of people walking to work on the sidewalks, as she finally reached the DWMA. She stood there in awe for a second, then broke her gaze. The stairs are way too long!! Then Cate imagined Quicksilver running up it, as she suddenly felt a burst of energy as she bolted up the stairs, and made it up there in just a minute.

Soon Cate was inside, with a name tag on her shirt, and looking around an empty classroom. She wondered where everyone was, and what was wrong with that nurse. Shouldn't one cup of coffee be enough?





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Character Portrait: Kapono Amemori Character Portrait: Araya Kipling Character Portrait: Liu Starfall Character Portrait: Malcolm Fate Character Portrait: Alexi Vanya Stukov Character Portrait: Kawamoto Amaya Character Portrait: Cate Oki Character Portrait: Naroshihara Onda Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Gia Weste Character Portrait: Henry Lennox Character Portrait: Kento Miller
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Jiyuu no Tsubasa | For Real | Tightrope | Rocks | Crossing Field
{β€œIf the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.”-E.B White}




As Naro approached the cusp of the tan concrete at the train station he smiled at the city before him. Clutching the note from his father, Naro looked up confidently. Today is the day, the day all my family's trust in me is justified. As his sandaled foot hit the road a car whooshed past him with a loud roar and a yell and some sort of hand gesture. Naro tilted his head. Perhaps I offended him with my unannounced entry? Aha! That's it! I must announce I am passing through, otherwise the guardians of the black trail will look upon me with disdain.

Clearing his throat and slamming his hands together bowing his head Naro shouted out at the road.

"I BEG PASSAGE THROUGH YOUR LAND OH GREAT SPIRITS!"

Looking up briefly, seeing no more "beasts" rushing by, Naro smiled and said a quick prayer of thanks before crossing the black stretch to the other side. He felt very proud that he discovered such a custom all on his own without help from a local. He had a bit of a strut in his step as he made his way, in accordance to a map his maid had given him, to the DWMA. The stairs alone were formidable, the building was lavish, everything about it screamed adventure. Naro grinned, his black eyes glowing with ambition.

I'm so close to my first step to glory.

As his foot touched the first step a herd of other staff members and students rushed past him, trampling him under foot. Apparently they were late. After the hoard cleared, Naro stood shakily, battered and bruised he brushed off his outfit and made his way up the steps. Assuring himself these things happened to everyone, such humiliates would improve his resistance to such things. Once he reached the top a perky woman handed him a name tag and ushered him on his way.

Once entering the correct area he spotted a few students had arrived and there was the teacher as well. If he learned anything in his life it was that in such situations it would be best to remain silent until addressed directly Nodding out of respect to the teacher he made his way over to a spot and sat in a cross-legged position on the ground, he figured destiny would lead his partner to him. As such he would meditate, he had a lot to recall from the crash course on customs his friends had given him.

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Amaya woke with the sun. It streamed in through the window of the small apartment she'd settled into, peeking through the thin curtains to light up the bare room. The one personal thing, besides Amaya's clothes and a single book, that occupied the room thus far was a half finished quilt, a project she'd brought out of the orphanage, made of scraped together scraps of ruined shirt and tattered dress. It, and the beaten up gym bag it was in, clashed a little with the soft beige and nearly sterile appearance of the room.

Amaya shook herself out of her revery, and quietly berating herself for wasting those moments. Finally getting around to actually enrolling in DWMA, after arriving during the summer, she couldn't afford to be late. She hopped out of bed and quickly got herself ready for the day. She had a simple slice of toast for her breakfast, with a glass of water, and glanced at the clock. She had some time before she had to be at the academy. Could she go grab some essentials from the grocery store, put them away in the apartment, and get back to school before then? Probably not, but it was definitely something she'd do on the way back afterwards. She also needed to go check out the library, and see if they carried romance novels.

With her plan for the day set, Amaya set off for the academy at a brisk walk. She noticed the amount of others around her own age headed the same direction, obviously other students, and wondered if she'd get along well with them. If she'd make friends, be useful, maybe even find love. However, she was knocked out of her thoughts by almost being bowled over by a boy on a skateboard. She huffed and put her hands on her hips in annoyance. She chose to ignore his carelessness.

Instead, she noticed a man in an apron in front of the grocery store. He wasn't very tall, but he was trying to reach up and hang a basket on a high hook. Without thinking, or announcing her presence, Amaya took the basket from his hands and hooked it up for him.
"Oh, thank you very mu..." He began to say, but his voice trailed off when he turned and looked up at Amaya. Amaya stared back, blankly. The man started to look uncomfortable.
"It's not a problem." She replied, though the man cut her off.
"W-would you like some fruit?? As thanks??" He said, a painful looking smile on his face. Amaya sighed with a frown, which didn't help the guys nerves, and nodded. Her intimidating appearance had made things awkward again. On the positive side, she now had a shopping bag with some free fruit in it. It occurred to her as she walked away, though, that she'd probably look a little odd carrying a shopping bag of fruit to school. She didn't have time to take it back to her apartment.

However, she got a laugh later when she passed the skateboard boy on the stairs. Apparently her brisk walking had been more effective than she might have thought, she'd somewhat kept up, and closed the gap when he couldn't skate. Slow and steady wins the race after all. She considered calling out and scolding him for his reckless disregard for other pedestrians, but she had a feeling he wouldn't really listen, or may even enjoy annoying people on the streets. Instead she turned her attention to the alarmingly sparkly desk, behind which sat a woman and a very large flask. Amaya paused at the desk, internally cringing as she waited for the woman to look and get spooked. She was surprised when there was no real reaction. The woman spoke, but Amaya, still fumbling a little with English (languages had never been her strength), couldn't quite make out what she said. However, the woman had gestured to the table, and the nametags thereon. Amaya looked and, after a moment, realised half said "Weapon" and the other half said "Meister". Amaya snatched up a tag that said "Weapon", and wrote her name underneath, carefully so that it was legible, and in Japanese as well as English. After that was registration, though there were a number of interesting characters that distracted her before she got there. For one thing, a boy in traditional Japanese clothes got trampled by a sudden influx of students, and another, the skateboarding boy was doing tricks. She slowed to a halt as the (presumably) Japanese boy sat on the ground in a meditating position.

Strange world. At least her shopping bag didn't look that weird in comparison.

Amaya considered her situation, before deciding to throw caution to the wind for a moment. Though, she only partially did, since she subtly checked the Japanese boy's tag, signed "Naroshihara Onda", and sighed some relief that he was another weapon. That made things much more simple.
"Pardon me." She said. "But what are you doing on the floor?"

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Dawn came with rosy fingers. Watching the Sun rise over Death Valley is a truly wondrous sight. The Sun was shaking the blear from its eyes as it slowly began to work up its traditional laugh. A silhouetted figure could be seen sitting at the window of the Nurses Station in the DWMA. Malcolm Fate was sitting on the windowsill cross legged, looking absentmindedly out of the window. Ever since he had broken up with his last partner, he had been forced to stay in the Nurses office, as Lord Death deemed it unsafe for him to live alone. Today was to be the day that changed. He was getting a partner. this time they wouldnt assign him one, this time he was to decide himself. Malcolm wasn't sure how to do that and the thought scared.....yet it also excited him. No one would be able to tell, as Malcolm is nearly incapable of showing his emotions.

The door flew open and a familiar voice echoed through the once silent room."Goooooooooooood Morning Malcolm!!!! Are you ready for your first day being with your new partner!! I hope sosososososososo much you find someone who really gets you!!!! It's time to....." Nurse Ania stopped in the middle of her sentence when she saw Malcolm. Malcolm had simply looked over his shoulder at her when she had entered. His bed was made but he was still in his pajamas. Nurse Ania's face betrayed a frown and quickly walked over to him and sat down.

"You didn't sleep last night again, didn't you?"

Malcolm stared at her blankly and slowly shook his head.

*Sigh*"Are you scared....or...or..excited?" She asked with a concerned looks in her eye.

Malcolm stared blankly for a few moments before slowly nodding. Ania seemed confused.

"Well, which one silly head?"

"Both." He stated with zero inflection.

Her smile returned to her. "Well that's normal Malcolm! Everyone feels that way today! Now get ready and dressed! You can use the Chemical shower like usual. I have to go set up the booth before nine. I made it so pretty today! You're gonna love it! See ya out there! With a spring back in her step, she zoomed out the door. A second after the door slammed, it quickly opened again, poking her head in. "OH! And heres your name tag, I made it SPARKLY! Don't forget to eat your breakfast silly!" *SLAM* Malcolm was alone in the room once more, a bright neon pink and blue name tag with his name written in glitter below the bedazzled word WEAPON, lay in his hand.

Nurse Ania's words had made him feel a little more confident. If everyone was feeling like this, than maybe it would be easier to find a partner than her thought. With new determination, Malcolm slowly got ready for the day, remembering to eat the energy bars that Ania had left for him. He put on his White beanie last and was out the door.

Malcolm slowly walked through the halls of the DWMA before reaching a common meeting area. He sat and waited for a few hours and slowly kids began to trickle in. When the kids started arising, Malcolm immediately lost most of his confidence. He had no idea how to approach anyone with a conversation, let alone have one. He just....can't talk like other people can. He tried to go unnoticed for at least a little while. He got up and found a quiet corner but still in the room.

He pulled out his Harmonica and began to play. Like always, he played his Soul

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Rose Tattoo || Dropkick Murphys

Alexei snorted as the music alarm kicked in, with his own MP3 player hooked up to it, blaring music at him as he sat up with a quiet groan. Today was the first day of his time with the DWMA, for all the good and ill that would bring. Good, for he was indeed a Weapon and could hardly utilize that talent on his own. For ill, since he had to deal with potentially aggravating and irritating fellow students and even, and the usage of the word might have made him ill, peers in the pursuit of becoming potent Meister and Weapon teams. Alongside other academic pursuits, those that he would look far more forward to than simply being the tool for some man, or woman, who he had no respect for. He could only hope and, if he were of a religious mindset, pray that he could work with whomever ended up partnering with him. That was what he was expecting today to be, figuring out who worked with who, whether they liked it or not, and probably getting classes sorted out to work around such groupings and the like. As Alexei hauled himself out of bed, and grabbed his pack of smokes, he had to wonder how long it would be until he could get to the library and begin working there in peace.

Pulling out one of his cigarettes and lighting it, he went about his morning routine like he had been the past few days. He had not been in Death City, which was a wonderfully inspiring name the more Alexei thought on the name, for long enough to really get to know any locals, thankfully. First off was breakfast, as he threw some frozen meal into the microwave and went about heading for the shower while the meal began cooking in the microwave, stubbing out his cigarette into an ash tray as he passed it. Showering and smoking didn't really work together, as much as he had tried to figure out otherwise. But he showered quickly, making sure he was clean and presentable before he went back out into the little kitchenette area, pulling out the meal as it finished cooking and sat in a towel, watching the morning news and weather as he ate. Another hot day, apparently, which he did not approve of. Beyond that, nothing unusual or interesting in the news. He sighed as he finished eating and threw the trash into the bin and went back to his room, going about getting dressed. His closet was just multiple copies of the same outfit, with a few additions for cold weather expeditions. But none of that was necessary, so it was his usual attire.

Once dressed, Alexei made sure the apartment was clean before he left. It would save him time when he got back home for the evening, he wouldn't have to clean then. Walking out of the apartment, he locked the door behind him and lit a second cigarette. It would last him most of the trip to the DWMA, and hopefully he would not need another while he was there. He did not know the policy on smoking at the Academy, and he would rather not light up just to have an instructor yell at him for it. But he walked down the streets and side alleys, arms behind his head in a relaxed manner as he ignored the goings on around him as the city woke up for the day. He eventually arrived at the way too many bloody stairs and as he looked up the looming set of stairs he sighed, grinding out the cigarette butt under his shoe and sticking his hands in his pockets before muttering to himself. "That is just plain inefficient. That many stairs is just uncalled for..."

Alexei eventually reached the top of the stairs, in a far less pleasant mood than he had started them in, and saw other students had arrived and had nametags marked Meister and Weapon with accompanying names. Handing the tags out was an overcaffinated and hyper as all get out woman, the nurse who's name eluded him right now. Another instructor behind her was clearly not in the happiest of states with the situation, something that Alexei could fully agree on. Taking a Weapon tag and scrawling his name out, he stalked off in an attempt to find the library, dismissing the other students fully. He would either find the library, or he wouldn't or would be stopped. In that case he would find himself someplace quiet and secluded to sit and wait for someone who looked like they were worth dealing with to arrive, Meister or otherwise. In the meantime, the chattering nurse had already grated on his nerves, and he muttered in Russian under his breath, talking to himself about the situation he was currently in. He was confident that no one would be able to understand him, maybe even recognize the language he was speaking in. The latter would be even more ideal than the former.

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Beep...beep...beep

A small grumble beneath a small heap of blankets. A wandering hand trying to reach the source of the noise.


Beep..beep..*click.*. The hand coming down soundly onto the electronic alarm clock as a rumpled-looking young girl slowly sat up from her blanket cocoon. Yawning as Gia struggled to find the motivation to leave the comfort bed beneath her and face the challenges of the day. Excitement and nerves warred in her mind as today would be the first official day of her new life as a Weapon for the DWMA. Would her previous training with her father be relevant at all or would she have to be forced into a new way of accepting changes. As her bare feet padded into a small bathroom, violet eyes stared tiredly back at her reflection as she began her morning routine.


Several minutes later, there was another roadblock in the way as Gia stood in front of her closet in an attempt to figure out what would aid her first impression. Her closet was a bit uptight and professional-looking for a girl her age, not a single pair of jeans was seen in the interior. A decision was eventually made as she quickly ate a piece of toast before locking the door to her humble studio apartment shut. Already the sun was shining brightly as she made her way to the massive academy just on the horizon, there were a few detours along the way that she couldn't bring herself to pull away. Such as a hasty game of hopscotch or giving an adorable stray a fond pat on the head, a genuine smile on her face as she finally reached the set of impossibly long concrete steps before her.

Said smile was turned into a grimace as she ascended to the top of the stairway. Sweat beaded her forehead as she swiped a stray piece of hair from her face. Smoothing down her outfit as a familiar pit of nerves settled in stomach as she navigated around the massive crowds of students socializing and as expected showing off and bragging. It seemed there had already been one victim to the crowds as an elegantly dressed boy appeared quite rumpled, but was being assisted by a kindly looking girl. Finally approaching an official-looking desk which was tarnished with a mess of pink. Pink was everywhere as an excitable Nurse greeted her before gesturing her to take a name tag. With a single ball-point pen as she scripted out 'Gia Weste' in flowing letters, a skill that she had always taken pride in.

Choosing to sit on a comfortable looking couch, not in the depths of the crowded room, but not far enough that she would be considered alone. Chatter buzzed around her as she nervously patted down the crisp fabric of her skirt. Her attire was a bit too uptight it seemed. Her feet were strapped into small black heels, followed by a black skirt reaching just above her knees. Well the bottom half of her attire wasn't so out of place, but her upper half was. A comfortable-looking grey blazer covered a elegant-looking white shirt underneath it. Finally around her throat was a red tie that matched the ribbon in her hair. A sharp contrast to all the band t-shirts, ripped jeans and mini skirts about the room. Her hands flexed as she debated the possibility of sneaking away from the crowd, but her feet remained firmly planted on the ground as she was trying to fix her habit of avoiding conflict. Said conflict could have been friendly or hostile..it wasn't something she enjoyed having to deal with. Her Weapon nametag glinted in the light as the laminated surface reflected her name.

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Dancing With Myself

The light sunrays gleamed through the slit in the curtains as classical music flowed forth from the alarm clock. Kento’s eyes fluttered open as he sat up in his bed. His arms stretched over his head, and he got out of the bed. As he pulled the curtains open, sunlight flooded his room. Not being fully awake, Kento looked downward, obscuring his eyes from the brightness. In a graceful swooping motion, he pushed his bangs from his eyes and took in the sunlight. Taking in the sights of the city, he smiled closing his eyes tightly as he yawned. His eyes immediately popped open and his mouth snapped shut. Disgusting…

Kento rushed to the bathroom, swiftly picking up a toothbrush and applying toothpaste to it. He sighed in relief as he hastily brushed his teeth. He mumbled quietly to himself as the brush moved in and out across his teeth.

”It’s important to wake up beautifully, or the day is sure to reflect it.”

After fulfilling his need for dental hygiene and a shower, Kento strolled over to his closet. He stood and pondered, examining his large array of clothing wondering what would be appropriate for his first day. Should he go with something a bit more formal, or relaxed and casual? In the end, he decided on a white shirt covered by a black vest and black pants. To make the outfit more relaxed, he skipped any sort of necktie and allowed the top buttons to remain open. Slipping on the clothing, he walked to the bookcase, putting on his glasses. Turning back to his now closed closet, he looked at his reflection on the mirrored doors. He smiled running his fingers through his hair until it was ideal.

”Perfect.”

Kento walked into the kitchen, grabbing a black shoulder bag and three energy bars from a large stack on his kitchen counter. On the way out the door of his apartment, her opened the fridge and grabbed two bottles of tea as well. Shoving them all into the bag, Kento closed the door and jogged down the stairs. Checking his watch, he saw he had plenty of time to get to the DWMA, so there was no reason to rush. Kento slowly ambled down the roads, waving at certain vendors he’d become familiar with offering a few words of greetings and a smile. Soon he approached the steps of DWMA. Smiling to himself, he set off, jogging up the steps. Thankfully he’d moved in months ago and made it a habit of running up the steps at least once a day.

After a few minutes, Kento had made his way to the top of the stairs. He smiled broadly, congratulating himself. As he took his first step, he dropped to the ground. For a while, he laid there, cursing at himself. He’d forgotten to eat his energy bars. He sat up, allowing himself a break as he consumed the bar and a tea. Once he’d finished, he stood and brushed himself off. With a flourish he took off his glasses, shook his hair, and ran his fingers through it, finishing with placing his glasses back on his face.

He then strolled up to the registration desk clad in pink adornments. Nurse Kanta and Professor Armstrong were standing behind it handing out nametags. Kento picked up one that said Meister and wrote his name. He then placed it on the right side of his shirt, nodded and waved to the professors then proceeded to the classroom. When he walked in, he noticed there was already a nice sized group of students there already. Looking aound the room, he noticed quite a few characters, but one caught his eye in particular. There was a girl sitting on a couch who seemed to be incredibly nervous. Smiling, Kento walked over to the couch.

”Why hello there. May I just say that I love your attire? It suits you nicely.”

May as well start making friends!

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Kento Miller

"Come now! What's the harm in looking good while you battle?"

Character Portrait: Alexi Vanya Stukov
Alexi Vanya Stukov

"Idle banter is ill suited here. Let me work in peace."

Character Portrait: Gia Weste
Gia Weste

"I am tried of running. Let's just get this over with.."

Character Portrait: Liu Starfall
Liu Starfall

"Your chances of defeating me are slim. I'd say somewhere around 2.546733%"

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Malcolm Fate

"Yeah, ok."

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Cate Oki

"I'll show you whose the boss! Just cause I'm a girl doesn't I can't whoop your butt!"

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Kawamoto Amaya

There will come a day, somewhere far away, in your arms I'll stay, my only love

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Mac Solomon

"Time for some thrilling heroics!"

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Liu Starfall

"Your chances of defeating me are slim. I'd say somewhere around 2.546733%"

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Kawamoto Amaya

There will come a day, somewhere far away, in your arms I'll stay, my only love

Character Portrait: Gia Weste
Gia Weste

"I am tried of running. Let's just get this over with.."

Character Portrait: Kento Miller
Kento Miller

"Come now! What's the harm in looking good while you battle?"

Character Portrait: Malcolm Fate
Malcolm Fate

"Yeah, ok."

Character Portrait: Cate Oki
Cate Oki

"I'll show you whose the boss! Just cause I'm a girl doesn't I can't whoop your butt!"

Character Portrait: Mac Solomon
Mac Solomon

"Time for some thrilling heroics!"

Character Portrait: Alexi Vanya Stukov
Alexi Vanya Stukov

"Idle banter is ill suited here. Let me work in peace."

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Gia Weste

"I am tried of running. Let's just get this over with.."

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Alexi Vanya Stukov

"Idle banter is ill suited here. Let me work in peace."

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Cate Oki

"I'll show you whose the boss! Just cause I'm a girl doesn't I can't whoop your butt!"

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Mac Solomon

"Time for some thrilling heroics!"

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Malcolm Fate

"Yeah, ok."

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Liu Starfall

"Your chances of defeating me are slim. I'd say somewhere around 2.546733%"

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Kento Miller

"Come now! What's the harm in looking good while you battle?"

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Kawamoto Amaya

There will come a day, somewhere far away, in your arms I'll stay, my only love


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