Death City in Nevada, United States.

(( SHADOW WE ARE NOT READY YET!! -_- were waiting on someone to finish there characters. >.> be patient i told him it's fine and we will wait. >:( AND I ALREADY HAD THE FIRST POST PLAN AS A INTRODUCTION AND SETTING FOR THE CHARRACTERS...))

((Oppsie, umm, don't know hwat to say? how about sorry?))

((lol^))

"A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body." Death the chick's words echo through the minds of all of the students as they enter there academy. The annocements rang out suddenly echoeing throughout the hallways.

"Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy. More commonly known as the DWMA.
It stands as a defense against the forces of evil which would plunge the world into choas and drive humanity to the very depths of fear and madness. The demons known as Keshin and there insasable hunger for destruction. To ensure the Keshinss never regain there hold on this world this adademy was founded by the grim reaper, Death himself.
Lord death would sound out then in his silly toned voice: "So basically were a organization that excists to protect and perserve peace. I guess it's not exactly a typical school. Oh well that isn't important. For now let's roll up our sleeves and get to work!"

The 16 year old daughter of Death The kid known as Shi No Bara or Death the chick would be in Lord deaths room looking at her grandfather the Grim Reaper and her father. The grim reaper would look at Chick feeling as if he had this conversation before somehow. "You know Shi No Bara-" He said using her real name. "You are a grim reaper....you do not have to collect the keshin souls in order to have have a death sythe." He tells her. Death the chick looks at her grandfather and then her father. She was perched on the big mirror in the room her legs crossed and dangling of the side. She was wearing her usual black formal black skirt and black long sleeved top and black boots. Like kid she had the 3 white lines going over half her black hair. Her hair was long and set up in pig tails and Her fingernails were painted black and visible as her forefinger tapped her buttom lip as if lost in thought. "I don't care about that grandfather. I wish to make a weapon of my own specifications." She answers.

Her grandfather nods "Well if that is the case then sense you use two separate weapons and the guns do not count as a set, you will have to collect twice as many souls: 198 evil human souls and two witch souls instead of 99 souls and one witch soul." he informs her. She looks at her grandfather and jumps from the top of the mirror her arms behind her back in a cute way as she looks at him she smirks "Fine by me." She answers coyly. Her grandfather only nods and she makes her way out the door to find her weapons and inform them they were going to attend the DWMA. As the door closed Patty would looks at Death The Kid with knowing eyes she smiles. "She's just like you Kid." She tells Death The Kid who smiles in pride of his daughter and only answers with "I know."

As Chick walks by she takes one of the most difficult missions on the Mission clip board putting it in her pocket as she walks away to Trinity and Guy her most valued friends and her weapons.

Early in the morning, the young, brown-haired man had awoken and commenced his daily routine. Three sets of one-hundred push-ups, thirty-minute jogging, and finally, an hour of swordsmanship practice with his very own normal blade. Strength, endurance and technique were all important to the boy. His body was in prestine condition and his skills were sharp. What followed next was a healthy breakfast and another small walk to his academy.

As he stepped into the academy grounds, the announcement played through his mind. He continued walking forward without paying much heed to it, as he had heard it before. His original plan was to get to the Mission Clipboard and get himself something good straightaway, but he was halted by a nervous-looking, yet beauful girl. He stopped and offered a warm smile.

"Hello there." he greeted.

"U...uu....H-hello...." came her voice. It was obvious she was uncomfortable about something, yet Razeluxe wasn't sure what.

He dropped his smile for a worried look before continuing. "Is something the matter? You seem unwell."

"Uuuu! No! I... Well... was wondering....."

"Wondering.....?"

"Well...." she paused, as if summoning up deep courage. Razeluxe's eyes widened when her response came.

*SLAP*

"MEN LIKE YOU ARE SICK! JUST GOING AFTER OTHER GIRLS INSTANTLY!" he yelled before running off, leaving Razeluxe stunned.....and rubbing his face.

For a moment there, a hot sensation rested on his cheek where the girl's hand collided with his face. He wasn't sure which reaction was better, getting slapped or getting hit on. Man he was in a horrible position. He cursed the woman who started these rumors mentally before shaking his head a little and continuing onwards, mumbling something under his breath. It's too bad she believe those accusations without even speaking to him beforehand. But, there wasn't anything he could do at the moment, and he would dwell on it.

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Razeluxe's pace might've increased because he arrived at the board relatively quickly compared to one's expectations after being held up. He scanned the board with his eyes before deciding on a mission that looked rather appealing. But, when he went to grab it.......

..... it disappeared. Taken by none other that Death the Chick. He frowned, stuck between being motionless and wanting to tell her that he was eyeing that one. But, all that came out of his mouth was, "B-but....!". He closed his eyes and sighed, taking another mission that was around that same difficulty, just less appealing to him.

Guy smirked as he saw Chick. "hey Chicky." He said in a brother like tone. He stood beside her. he watched as she grabbed a mission paper, Guy had a dramatic moment. His jaw dropped (literally) and his eyes grew huge. "You? taking a mission?" Guy looked to Trinity. "is it the end of the world or what bro!?" Guy yelled. "Are we going to die!?" He yelled being dramatic. he stopped and just awkwarly smiled as he noticed tons of people staring at him. Guy watched as a boy attempted to grab the same mission as her. He smirked at him. "Too slow." He joked. But he smiled. "Just kidding. I'm guy by the way." Guy said.

"Oh god guy..." He said, playing along with Guy's melo-dramatic joke. "I th-think you're right." He wrapped his hands around his own throat "I think I have the zombie flu!" he gasped, dropping to the ground in a comedic fashion.

Ion yawned lazily, as she walked down the halls to find her meister, Razeluxe. Running her fingers through her long blond hair, she stared tiredly as she walked. "I understand the whole training...but why everyday in the morning!" Ion growled to herself, causing people around her to cringe in fear.
"It's the gangster.."
"Why is she awake so early in the morning?"
"I hope she isn't here to make trouble.."
Sending an 'I-Don't-care' Look to all, she continued on her way, her steps gang-like. Spread and unfeminine.
In her normal attire [which was messily put on], with her signature shades perched on her head, she yawned once more.
Stretching her arms above her head, she turned the corner, noticing the crowd near the mission board with obvious ease. A thin eyebrow rose over her hairline, as she spotted her meister..in the crowd...with a red slap mark on his face...and a disappointed expression. Walking up to him, she rested a hand on his shoulder, her lopsided grin plastered on her face.
"Lemme guess, slap on the cheek from a girl who stupidly followed the rumors, and you just got a mission you didnt appeal too..." Ion peered at the slip of paper, and nodded in confirmation. "Yup, Im right aint I "Meister-Sama-?" She finally noticed the other two, one on the floor ["Wierdly enough"] and another near death the chick. Ion's eyes shined with sudden realization. "Guy...and Trinity, the weapons of Chick... I heard of you guys." She took her time to scan the three, her grin still on her face. "Quiet the popular ones.." She drawled, eying them, her golden eyes gleaming competitively yet a small smudge of respect.

"I give up!" A sword confessed, who then transformed back into his human form. A large, and well built man. Across from him was a girl, small and petite, who had hands of blades, which shinned in the light. Voices of awe rang across the room, as watchers nodded in respect of the little girl. At first glance of this spar, it appeared to be an obvious win of the large and well built man. But no, this girl has proven the others wrong. Standing up from her kneeling position, she felt her hands return to her, as she stretched every digit comfortably.

Her face held no real emotion at first, but a tiny, respectable smile came to her lips. "Thank you for the spar."
The man immediately replied with a smug grin. "Yeah yeah anytime Eve." Nodding, the girl introduced as Eve, maneuvered her way past the crowd, and towards the mission board, hoping for a good mission. But as she left, teachers nodded, giving her comments of her mistakes and her wins. Surprisingly enough, Eve replied maturely, thanking them for their opinions and comments on her fight. 'Anything to be better.' She told herself, as she left the room easily. Quickening her steps, she turned the corner, only to bump into a rather tall, male [she assumed] figure. Feeling her eyes burn with pain, she took a clumsy and childish step back, and began to rub her nose.
"Ouch.."
Looking up, Eve studied the person's profile and saw it to be guy, Chick's weapon and Trinity's partner. What a surprise to see them around.. If he was here, there must be more. And she was right, she noticed Trinity, Chick and surprisingly Ion and Razeluxe. "Please move your big body over.." She bluntly asked, her eyes showing no emotion at all.

Guy smiled at ion. he had heard of her. Thed electric sword of a super fast human. Guy smiled. "and I you beautiful." guy said. he had a thing with calling girls the names "beautiful", "cutie", "babe", and oddly "Chicky". Guy smiled. "I had no idea we were so well known." Guy said punching his ferternal twin in the shoulder. "We're famous bro!" Guy said with a smirk.

Guy was then bumped into. he turned around to see a petit girl. "No prob cutie." he said. he slid to the side and spread his arms towards the board. "M'lady." he said in a shakespeary like voice. He looked up from his bow and smirked at her.

Trinity quickly jumped up and became alert when he heard his name mentioned, one of his many narcissistic traits. "Ion, and Razeluxe, no?" he said, recognizing the infamous Gangster sword and her meister. "I always knew we'd be the greatest weapons that ever lived!" Trinity exclaimed, throwing his hands into the air in response to Guy's comment.

Razeluxe managed a smile to Guy. "Yeah, I know." he replied warmly. He gave a brief look to Trinity before continuing. "Kagoshima Razeluxe. A pleasure to meet Death the Chick's weapon." he performed a light bow showing his respect. It was around this time when his weapon, Ion appeared next to him, placing her grip on his shoulder and calling the exact origin of the red slap mark across his face out..... again.

"Yes...." he said in a softer tone showing his dislike of the subject. Who knew being chivalrous would have negative consqueneces? Razeluxe the casually looked up as Ion nearly drooled over Trinity and Guy, but not in the same way that some girls may drool over himself. No, he knew exactly why she was doing that, and he would be lying if he said that sparring a shinigami wasn't something he wished to do.

After what Razeluxe could only consider a come-on from Guy, Razeluxe could let a small smile on his lips. While normally a slap or a date was offered in its stead, Razeluxe was glad he was known around the school. Well, as long as it was the accurate information and not him being some womanizer, he did. Of course, Razeluxe was not without humor....

"Greatest weapon, huh?" he smiled and his tone was filled with nothing but innocence. "Ah, I'm afraid you'll have to settle for second and third place. First is already taken." he explained informatively, as if he was stating a fact. Obviously Razeluxe wasn't so foolish as to underestimate anyone, especially not these two......

((Yeah anyways.... Damn, you guise posted quick right when I wasn't home DX Now we wait for Death the Chick.... :3))

As the petite pale skinned girl known as Chick the Kid took the mission she stretched a bit. She was in her grandfathers room for what felt like forever. She then looked at her clothes to check on the symmetry of them. Her long sleeved top showed off her bust without showing off her her cleavage. Her bust was above normal for a girl of her age, she had perfect complexion and gentle features which complemented her petite body frame quite nicely. Her long hair and pigtails were perfectly symmetrical and actually suited her really well. She had hour glass curves and a flat stomach, her short skirt revealed her nice thighs and her buttom. The whole look was like a business take on what sexy and attractive should be though she was clueless about it all. She nodded once in approval as she finished checking everything knowing it was perfectly symmetrical.

B-But! She heard suddenly and she turned her attention away from her clothes and she looked at a brown haired man, her golden eyes were thoughtful and her full lips in a pout. She was obviously puzzled by his sudden reaction not realizing he wanted the same mission.She tapped her button lip again revealing her black painted long nails in thought again and then she figured out what must have been going on and she sighed handing him the mission and she took his in a swift but gentle motion. "We'll switch then. Sorry I didn't see you there" She told him her in her sweet and soft voice as her full red lips set into a gentle smile. She tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes in that cute anime girl way. She then heard her team making a fool of themselves and she sighed and looked around knowing no one knew who on earth she was or who the two goof balls making a scene were. She eyed her teammates. "We have much to discuss." She tells them giving off a very serious serious vibe as she did but then she smiled and began to walk away her pigtails and bangs blowing slightly in the wind. Until she heard a woman announce what had happened and called her name out she turned and looked at her "Yes that's who I am." She answered kindly and respectfully to the student she then noticed her outift was very unsymetrical and she quickly turned her back to her "It was nice meeting you. I have things I mus do..good day" She said keeping her voice steady and kind even managing a wave as she hide her look of sheer horror and she trying not to fall over or shoot her right then and there. She scurried away afterwards. As she quickly scurried away her hips swayed from left to right in a. Her strides were short and wispy filled with poise and determination making her walk though as quick as it was seem like more of a dance then anything. This oddly enough was how she always walked. She knew Guy and Trinity would follow at there own pace.

Trinity decided he better follow Chick, lest he get the Death penalty. (lolgetitguise) He grabbed Guy, beginning to drag him, but not before blowing a not-so-subtle kiss at Ion. "Until we meet again, lady and lord." he said, matching her earlier competitive look. He would have a field day facing these two, especially now that he had to prove himself after Razeluxe's comment.

(Sorry my posts are so Napolean short guys, it's just getting pretty late where I live.)

A nightmare woke him from his nap, a hour before he was doing a strength training and decided to nap to get ready and pick a mission until the nightmare awoke him, it would be more correct to say that it was a childhood memory, an unpleasant one like all his other memories, Demian stood somewhat depressed at the prospect of a new day in his pathetic life and walked in silence with his eyes on the floor until heard other people, it was time to put the act, a evil grin and a menacing gaze was enough to keep others away, rumors and some threats complemented the image he wished to show.
Now he had to go and choose a mission, it wouldn't matter how he can train nothing surpass actual combat betting his life and thus Eve would be one step closer to becoming the best Death Scythe, as both wished for her to be. Demian approached the board of missions and saw a group gathered around "Is refreshing to see people who don't know they are hidrances" he thought out loud with a mocking tone to make sure that they heard him, he advanced toward them whistling until he caught sight of Eve, the grin on his face momentarily changed from an evil one to a kindly and then returned.
"Eve, Let's choose a good mission," he decided to ignore others and focus on his Demon Weapon mainly because he felt somewhat alone.

Death the chick had scurried away past the acedemy down the steet when she was away enough she sighed in relief of the situation and then she bit her thumb obviously very annoyed. Thinking: 'Oh god I thought I was going to have to shot that girl...I MEAN HAS SHE EVER HEARD OF SYMMETRY!!! How utterly disgusting. How asymetrical and hideous! That girls outfit was grotesgue..' She looked at her weapons and suddenly she became calm again and even offered them her signature kind smile. Her golden eyes held only kindness, admiration, and younger sister like affection as she met there gazes. "Were attending the academy soon boys but for now we have some missions." She said in her soft and sweet voice. She smiled tilting her head slightly and giggled as she walked away. "Were going to a pyramid apparently a necromancer witch is rising up mummies.." She told them as she read the mission outloud. "Well..we can't have that now we can we..and the pyramids are known for being made in a time where they built building in perfect symmetry." She said thoughtfully and even more excited and happy. She was waiting on there response as she turned to face them. She liked her weapons and trusted there opinions more then anyones. "Also we have another mission after that which we will do later tonight the one I had taken from the man. Seems a mob boss is on the path to a keshin. He has already eaten 99 soul and has found the location of a witch. We must stop him before we can." As she spoke about there missions her golden eyes had narrowed and she looked at them with grave seriousness the air taken on a sudden chill.

Guy waved as he was being pulled away. "I will not be silenced!" he yelled asd he was dragged away. he almost died laughing at that. Guy then stood to his full height when they reached chick. "Hey babe." Guy said with a smirk. The only time Guy really didn't call a girl one of his four names was when he actually was attrackted to her, then he just stared at her and could talk.

Guy smiled as he heard chick talk about the mission. "Fighting pre killed corpses. sounds easy enough." Guy said. He looked to trinity then back to chick. "When do we leave beautiful?" Guy asked. he looked at Chick again noticing one of her cuff studs had fullen off. he quickly grabbed the other one and pulled it off else she would have passed out when she noticed she wasn't in symmetry.

((i assume keshin is chrona?))

((why musty yall post so fast!? by this rate, i'll miss my intro when it comes time for it.))

(( Crona is coming up after the original missions. I'll Pm you with clues hon. ))


"Hey babe." she was caught off her thoughtful reside from Guy's comment. She looked up at him "Hey you." She answered cluelessly. Guy always called her babe but even as mature as Chick was she never why he did this. It used to confuse though now she had become used to the ordeal.
"Fighting pre killed corpses. sounds easy enough." Guy said.
She nods "Quite it's a 5 meister mission father holds us in high regards."
"When do we leave beautiful?" She smirked "As soon as we can." She told them her eyes were stilled narrowed giving off a sort of grave seriousness aura about it all and the air chilled more.

And then the aura fadedand Chick the kid tilted her head as Guy swiftly removed her cuff not realizing what was going on. "Huh?" She asked cluelessly.

Razeluxe found a different paper in his hand than the one from before. Could it be? It was his mission! The one he had eyed earlier before this petite girl had taken it away? Such kindness was not given without gratitude, and Razeluxe barely managed to stutter a quick thanks and bowed. "Thank you, ma'am." he bowed as he spoke politely. Unfortunately, he couldn't strike up a conversation before she lost interest in him and began away. It caused a small frown to appear on Razeluxe's lips.

The two weapons left shortly after their Meister, leaving Razeluxe and Ion alone... well, there was that girl who had bumped into one of the twins, but he was interrupted by a white-haired boy who made his presence known with a rather rude comment. It didn't faze him in the least. Insults to himself never really did for the most part.... unless you count the girls.

He kept an innocent smile up as he returned a comment. "I assume that means that you will be competing for second place, no? Don't worry, because we wont be in your way. First place is more our style." his tone was light, playful but competitive, just as before.

Raze decided he would leave it at that though and then turned to Ion, seeing as the new, rude guy was more occupied with what he could only consider his weapon. He smiled towards Ion, warmly. "We've got ourselves a mission. We're going to slay us a witch." he informs her with a bit of enthusiasm in his tone. "But, I think we should take it easy and wait until later. Underestimating a witch is not something I want to do, and stealth will be our advantage." he explained. "What do you think?"

((you think its possible i have my own charr on here? perhaps hanajima the witch or some other charr i created? if i go as a meister, who'll be my weapon?))

Ion felt her eyes narrow in irritation as all of them left, leaving them all hanging. And that girl...didnt seemed too pleased at all with her. Which pissed her off a bit. Just a bit. But at the same time, she did give back the mission slip, which did show a sign of kindness.
Glancing at her meister, she assumed he seemed to agree as well. "Nice arent they?" She commented playfully, her grin returning to her, hoping to lighten up Raxeluze's mood. "Liars though.., saying they're the "greatest" She started to mutter in her own world but stopped to listen to her meister's comment with the other two. Another "rude" boy, and a bluntly honest girl. A nice pair. These two were Eve..and Demian, if she remembered clearly. Both well known too, defiantly the one with the witches blood.
'Interesting..' But again her thoughts were dropped as she heard Razeluxe's voice intercept. And of course, a nice and warm smile of his stuck to his welcoming face. Which made her return a small smile herself.
"We've got ourselves a mission. We're going to slay us a witch." he informs her with a bit of enthusiasm in his tone. "But, I think we should take it easy and wait until later. Underestimating a witch is not something I want to do, and stealth will be our advantage." he explained. "What do you think?" Ion blinked at this, and tilted her head a bit. Her closet smarticles working at a conclusion, and bringing out the wrongs and rights about this. Hunting a witch? Thats too dangerous..but Life's full of risk... or so her wild side told her. Besides, she trusted her meister more then anything, so whats to worry.
Nodding, she grinned. "I think its perfect, what else are we supposed to do about it anyways~?" She shrugged sluggishly, and licked her grinned lips. "Besides I always wondered what witch's soul tasted like...sounds like gourmet, so I can't wait.." Her eyes closed in a smile, but despite this, a furious and competitive aura fumed around her. "We can also show those three what we got anyways."

Eve stared at the man, announced as Guy with a look of disbelief, then her face remained impassive. Usually she wasent easily flattered, and if she was, it was very obvious, so muttering a small thank you, she stepped near the board and looked up to see the slips of paper. There was a problem though. All the higher ranks were on the top. She felt herself blush at this, and didnt want to make a scene, so she decided to look at the middle rank... Where was Demian when she needed him- "It's refreshing to see people who don't know they are hindrances" A little childish smile emerged on her lips, as she noticed the voice with ease. Why speak of the meister.. Watching his mocking evil smile turn into a kind one, she felt her smile peek out a bit more. "Eve, Let's choose a good mission," Eve nodded enthusiastically, and turned back to the board, pointing at a couple,interesting, high rank missions only to hear another voice.
"I assume that means that you will be competing for second place, no? Don't worry, because we wont be in your way. First place is more our style."
Eve glanced at the other two, and was about to spit out her honest, yet very blunt opinion only to stop. She didnt want to cause problems, and if she caused problems, Demian might be troubled, and she knew that he was troubled already, so she decided to look away. The speaker looked away as well, which drew a peace line between the two. 'He was only joking..' Eve told herself, as she studied the board. Though she didnt really have a good sense of humor... no not with strangers. Maybe with friends like demians, but not with strangers. "Why don't you pick one today Demian?" She suggested softly, as she looked up at him.

Guy sighed and then smiled. "i um helped your symmetric look." he told her. He knew she wouldn't mind. He handed her the cuff stud. "The other one seems to have fallen off." guy told her. She had appreciated this in the past. Guy hoped she did this time. Guy looked at Trinity. "I'm ready to leave, how about you bro?" Guy asked. He leaned on a nearby railing which over hung the city as DWMA overlooked it. He looked over his shoulder at the city.

"I think its perfect, what else are we supposed to do about it anyways~?" She shrugged sluggishly, and licked her grinned lips. "Besides I always wondered what witch's soul tasted like...sounds like gourmet, so I can't wait.."

Razeluxe raised his eyebrow to that statement, though he was still smiling because she agreed. "I still don't see how eating a soul can taste good, but I'm not the one doing it so.... " he trailed off, unsure where he was even going with the statement.

"We can also show those three what we got anyways."

Razeluxe placed his hand on her shoulder; he never made physical contact with any other girl besides her. She was his only girl-friend and he trusted her just as she had he. "Yes, we shall. They'll take my joke a bit more seriously when we come back with a witch's soul." he chuckled lightly. "After all, you're going to be a Death-Scythe then, aren't you?... Well, sword, but still." he then remembered a warning that Death himself had given them when dealing with a witch, beyond just the normal 'be careful because they aren't weak' talk. His smile stopped.

"Remember though... messing this up means that all of our work will have been for naught, and they'll confiscate our obtained souls." he let that reminder sink in before starting off. "But for now.... I could eat." he explained as he headed off.