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Alviss Vint Svent

"Hey, wanna see a magic trick?"

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a character in “Soul Eater : The New Gen”, originally authored by Senpai, as played by RolePlayGateway

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"Everyone has the chance to be a hero. We've all got that cape and tights inside of us all, y'know? I just wear mine more subtly."



Full Name:
Alviss Vint Svent

Gender:
Male

Age:
16

Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual

Hexcodes:
Speech: #B22222 || Thoughts: #D87093





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Hair Color:
Alviss's hair is a dark brown with lighter brown accents on the top.
   
Eye Color:
Alviss has a pair of brown eyes that have nothing really special about them, but seem to shine a bit more than most people's.
   
Height:
Alviss is just a little tall for his age, reaching a height of about 5'9.
   
Weight:
Rather true to his light frame, he weighs in at 125 lbs.

Tattoos:
Alviss has no tattoos.
   
Piercings:
Alviss has no piercings.
   
Scars:
There are no major scars on his body to identify.
   
Oddities:
It will be shown that his eyes will become bichromatic when using his Weapon. One will be red and the other green. He doesn't know why, he doesn't care why.




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Personality:
{Proud, Silly, Entertainer, Confident}
Alviss is a rather fun guy to be around, all things considered. He's always got some silly story or fun trick to show people, despite him pretty much always speaking in a monotone voice. He seems to always have on a sort of invisible mask that hides away anything he might be truly feeling in exchange for a visage of moderate amusement. He prides himself on his ability to entertain people and keep them happy, as well as confident in his ability to do things that need doing. In normal situations just going about his day-to-day life, he seems unburdened by just about everything. He handles studies relatively well and was pretty comfortable with his old school's social life. On the surface he doesn't seem to be anything too special.

He does have a side of him that just loves entertaining people. Through stories, funny voices, magic tricks, rapping, acting... He enjoys having the limelight on him. In these times, he is known to sometimes drop the monotone thing and actually put some feeling in his voice. He's pretty prone to improv in conversation and act spontaneously, unpredictably. He can be a rather hard person to read sometimes, but people do seem to really enjoy his company. He does try to make the best of the worst, whether it's for himself or another.
   
Hobbies:
-Tennis : He is a small-time tennis champion. He's won state tournaments back where he's from.
-Card Games : Perhaps a nerdy hobby for an athlete, but he enjoys them a lot.
-Magic Tricks : He performs magic card tricks, sleight of hand tricks, and other stage magics. Wooo!
-Rapping : You decide if he has even a shred of talent for it, but he enjoys spitting rhymes. Sometimes he can sing. Even rarely dance. But mostly just rap.
-Acting : He likes acting, playing another role. Stage drama. Chances are this'll show through out on the field with a few cheesy, dramatic lines.
-Fencing : Another less-than-popular hobby of his, he fancies himself a fencer.
      
Habits:
-Head Bobbing : He's always got some kind of song or beat in his head, and he'll often bob his head with the music that only he's really hearing.
-Shuffling : As a player of card games, he always carries two decks of cards on him. One is a deck of regular playing cards for magic, the other is a deck of trading cards. He will take one out and shuffle it if he gets bored.
-Hair Twirling : He has a lot of hair. As such, he'll occasionally twirl a lock from the side of his face around his finger.
-Snacking : He snacks mostly out of boredom. He always has something to eat on his person at all times.
     
Likes/Loves:
  • Magic Tricks
  • People's Reactions to His Shenanigans
  • Egg Sandwiches
  • Involving Himself in Social Activities
  • Orange Soda
Dislikes/Hates:
  • Coffee
  • The Color Burgundy
  • "Edgy" People; People That Refuse to Think Positively
  • Flying. Planes. Things of that sort. Being airborne doesn't suit him.
  • Non-green vegetables like carrots, corn, etc.
Strengths:
-Nimble : Alviss is quick and flexible, in and out of combat.
-Stamina : He has the stamina to keep up his nimble activities for extended amounts of time.
-Improv : Improv takes wit and quick-thinking. Luckily, he is good at both of these things on and off the battlefield.
-Social Situations : He never feels awkward around other people, thus making it easier to talk with others. Coupled with his acting skills, there's a high chance he could get along with everyone... or lead someone astray if need be.
Weaknesses:
-Raw Physical Strength : What he excels in when it comes to speed, he lacks in physical strength. He looks like a twig and that's because he is one.
-Attention : He really does enjoy attention, and being stealthy really isn't his style. This could spoil a lot of operations...
-Role Playing : As much a strength as a weakness, sometimes he gets lost in a role, losing his sense of self. It takes something to snap him back into his regular persona.
-Growing Up : Sort of a Peter Pan complex, he doesn't look forward to adulthood. He doesn't want to live a life behind a desk filing someone's taxes or whatever. He just wants to remain young and carefree forever, which is part of why he acts and does things like that. The thought of growing older instills a sense of fear and boredom inside of him. He actually gets upset being reminded that one day, he may have to do this.



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History:
Alviss grew up leading a pretty normal life. He was a young man of many natural talents, particularly when it came to entertaining people. With rather well-off parents, there was never any shortage on funds or time to practice hobbies and the such. Always encouraged to participate in school, he joined the drama club and the fencing team. With a natural talent for acting and an acquired talent for fencing, he became somewhat popular with the underdogs of the school. There really seemed to be nothing of very much note going on beneath the boy's surface, especially with him being so hard to read in the first place. He offered mystery and surprise to those who hung out with him.

Soon into his high school days, his father got a work relocation into Death City, Nevada. He wasn't overly excited about it, but he really didn't have all that much choice. So he packed up and moved with his father to this new city, where his new school was the massive building adorned with skulls right in the center, with Death himself as the headmaster. As any kid would, he found this to be a mix of terrifying and absolutely cool. And after learning about the premise of this school, the Death Weapon Meister Academy, moving suddenly didn't feel all that bad. It was a new adventure for him to undertake, a new world to explore. With masked excitement, he was pretty hyped to be starting up the new school year with everyone else. A new town, a new school, new friends... a new world. This actor didn't need to fake his eagerness here.




Face Claim:
Jaden Yuki || Yu-Gi-Oh GX!



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So begins...

Alviss Vint Svent's Story

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Sampson D. Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki
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ImageImageImage Mei stood at the bottom of the stairs of DWMA, wondering how she'll get up. "Oh man.." She grumbled and rubbed her head, starting to climb the stairs, knowing she had to get it over with some day. She dragged her bag up with her, wondering how much time it'll take to get up the stairs- And who was the fastest to get up the stairs."Wowzers.. This is going to take awhile.." She mumbled and rubbed her back, already feeling the burn, only after five minutes of these darned stairs."I.Will.Make.it!" Mei groaned and kept walking. Mei stopped for a moment, and took out her headphones and phone from her bag and started to play Human by Krewella.

Is anybody there?
Does anybody care
What I'm feeling?
I wanna disappear
So nobody can hear
Me when I'm screamin'

'Cause I could use a hand sometimes
Yeah, I could use a hand sometimes

They say pain is an illusion
This is just a bruise
And you are just confused
But I am only human
I could use a hand sometimes
I am only human


Mei hummed along to the song, trying to keep her mind off her wobbly knees, and deer like legs- She wasn't very strong, she was more like her weapon form, tall, but skinny. mei stopped to take a breath, as she sat down on the stairs and took a nice look at Death City, her new home. "It looks so small from up here.." Mei sighed, and got back up, almost up the stairs."Cmon.. Mei just run from here.." Mei said to herself, as she used the last bit of her energy to shred up the stairs.As Mei got to the top- TO the very top she collapsed on the ground all of her muscles in pain.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Sampson D.
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Fumi heard the sounds of clamoring about as she woke up and bumped her head on the shelf above her in the janitor's closet, or as she calls it 'her home.' For years now she had been assistant janitor, living in this closet and training with the janitor to become a top-notch weapon. She grinned and tied her red-bandana in her hair before running out of there and down the long halls, ignoring the photos of previous teachers, famous meisters, and the like. A tiny squeal escaped her lips as she pushed open the main door to look down the stairs at the new sign-ups, they were like her. They were here to learn. Fumi wanted to know who her partner would be. She wondered momentarily. Then sighing she began sprinting down the daunting stairs towards everyone.

Looking about she saw people of many different breeding coming here. It was amazing to see people her age! She was used to the faces of a select few adults working in the Academy. On her way down the steps she passed a girl with headphones in.

"Hello!" Fumi chirped happily as she dashed past the girl. Yeah, Fumi realized she was gonna have to go back up all these steps but for now she wanted to see everyone. She wanted to experience walking up them with the same excitement everyone else had. At the bottom of the steps she puffed out a heavy breath before turning on her heel to face the steps.

"Excelsior!"
Fumi shouted boldly puffing up her chest laughing confidently. Fumi noted while she was pumping herself up for the climb a boy tripped and fell. She gasped a bit but shook her head as he took off toward the top. She placed her left foot on the first step and shivered with anticipation. Fumi had walked up and down these stairs thousands of times but now. . . She was a student.

She began walking up the stairs slowly at first but then as her excitement built her pace increased, until she was practically sprinting up the steps. Once she arrived at the top she stretched and grinned to see the girl with headphones, and a woman who looked very physically tough. Fumi cocked her head to the right slightly and practically sang.

"Hey there! My name is Fumiko Tatchibana, call me Fumi. It's so nice to see you here! I'm sure we'll all become great friends huh?" With that she hugged the other two people whilst giggling. Then releasing them she sighed and turned before walking into the building. She trotted her way down the hall, making her way into the room where introductions were to be made. Inside she saw the boy who had fallen. She skipped over and plopped down next to him.

"Hey there! I saw the spill you took on the stairs, you okay?"

Fumi asked with a little snicker. This was going to be amazing. She was so excited. This was the day her teacher had been telling her about her whole time here. All of it was so amazing to Fumi, nothing else mattered.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Sampson D.
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'Make sure to trust your gut. If something doesn't feel right it's okay to run.'

'Yes Niichan.'

'And if you don't like your partner don't be afraid to tell someone about it.'

'What ever you say Niichan.'

'And be su-'

'Oisan.' A soft voice drifted down and caused the two siblings to freeze. 'Our little Yua-Chan can take care of herself. The DWMA isn't that scary.'

Daichi sighed and leaned against the wall. 'I know Oba. It's just...' In a flash he moved and wrapped both arms around Yau. He was tall enough to lift her off her feet. 'Imouto is just a child! And she's going off to fight monsters?'

'I'm sixteen Dachi.' Spoke Yua. Though her face was pressed into Dachi's side so it came out more like, 'Immft sifdeen!'

Not noticing his sisters problem Dachi continued holding Yau close to him. 'She's so cute and little and innocent! What if she gets hurt?'

Nariko, who Yua was sure was the nest aunt ever, just calming walked towards the siblings and pried them apart. Yua stumbled to the side and breathed in great gasps of air. She loved her big brother, she really did. But the twenty seven year old didn't know when to quit.

The rest of her family had already said their goodbyes and none of them had been like this. Crying? Yes. That was Yukio. Threating anyone who'd break her heart? Yes. The triplets. Promising to write? That went to her parents.

But Dachi has drove three hours to get here. Yua appreciated it, and in fact she'd probably be really sad to not see him come. But here he was even more clingy then when he moved out five years ago.

He pouted at their aunt and crossed his arms. 'Oh come on. I worry.'

Nariko patted his arm and smiled. 'I know Dachi. But Yua's a big girl. She can handle herself.'

For a few moments Dachi didn't speak and Yua was worried he'd throw a fit. But finally he walked slowly over to Yua and pulled her into a much softer hug.

'Just be safe. I love you Imouto.'

Able to breath this time Yua wrapped her own arms around her brother and grinned. 'I always am Niichan. I love you more.'

They stayed in an embrace for about an moment before Dachi pulled away. 'Right.' He paused a moment to hand her bag over. 'Get going kiddo. You don't wanna be late.'

Taking her bag Yua nodded furiously. 'Okay. Bye Niichan! Bye Oba!' The group shared a wave and with that Yua was off.




Yua knew Death City like the back of her hand. She had spent days walking these streets with Nariko after they first moved her. That, along with the fact her family didn't live that far from the school Yua was at the steps within ten minutes.

She gapsed. 'Wow Yua. That's a lotta steps.....We are so not stopping. Taking it all in one go. HERE WE GO! TEAM YUA!'

She paused to strap her bag to her back, completely obviously to the people staring at her.

'Ready......one....two....THREE!' In a dash Yua took off. She leaped from step to step like a deer, careful to avoid the winded students.

It wasn't until she has 3/4ths of the way up did she start to feel winded. 'Woah....Dang. Okay. Almost there Yua. Keep going. Extra push!'

With refound vigor she sped up and reached the top of the stairs. While most had stopped Yua either didn't or couldn't. She kept going at the same speed towards her class room. There were mutters about first years that followed her but she didn't care.

She was here.

Finally Yua spotted her class room. She burst through the door with a winded yell and skidded to a stop. Unfortunately the laws of the world still worked and Yua didn't exactly stop when she planned to.

She flipped head over, landing in a mix of students and chairs. There was a scuffle but Yua soon erupted from the mess. The students she ran into climbed out and sent her dirty looks though Yau didn't care. She just picked up of the chairs and set it right before standing on it.

Hands on hips she looked out to the class. 'Yua Chieko Takenaka is here!'

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Sampson D. Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki
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Earlier - 5:40 AM

The boy’s breath was coarse in its process of respiration. He wasn’t sure whether he was tired due to the unbearable heat, or blatant exhaustion from walking a mile and a half in such a terrain. It’s already been two years, how couldn’t he be used to the daily grind? He took a few more steps, his feet sinking into the sandy surface with every pace, before letting out a sigh of surrender as he plopped himself of the ground. The teen propped an arm against his forearm and wiped the constantly seeping sweat. During his rest under the painful rays of the sun, he unflipped a map with a plethora of routes and lines sketched onto it with a quickened hand. The boy narrowed his eyes at the sheet of people as he tried to make out his current position. He firmly held it to the pad while the wind blew grains of sand into his face. His throat was dry, his body drenched with sweat, and his eyes shot from sleep deprivation. It had indeed been a tiring and busy two years. In the span of time, he has had to support himself, watch meister pairs leave the school premise and never return, and relive the memories which devotedly haunted him throughout his days of existence. He ran a hand through his hair as he sat there on the sand dune, not wanting to make another move through life. Why did he compel himself to such an emotionally painful lifestyle? The boy was about to continue riding his train of thought before a voice called out to him. ”Oi. Kentono, quit resting on the job. Oh, and catch.”

His boss hissed at him, Moto instantly fixated his head in the man’s direction. ”Wait, wha-..?” He managed to blurt out before a water bottle came flying into his line of sight. The grogginess which once had a tight grasp on the boy quickly dissipated, he traced the trajectory of the plastic container as it arced towards him. Once it came into his reach, Moto caught it in one hand, but instantly fumbled and began to bounce the bottle back and forth. He had an expression of distraught until he finally made a firm grip around the rigid edges of the refreshment, breathing out a sigh of relief and taking a moment to close his eyes out of respite. Moto reopened them soon after and treated himself to his boss’ present. He happily quenched his thirst with the lukewarm liquid, chugging down every last drop. Once he had thoroughly cleansed the plastic of its contents, he capped it and stuffed the bottle into his bag.
”Oh, good morning sir. I was about finished with this route, then I was going to head back to the workpla-” The man held out an opened palm at the boy, swiftly ceasing his chatter with his form of eldership. ”Did you not get enough sleep last night? You’re ususally awake by this time of day, it is pretty late for you. Usually you check in around three and finish your assigned path within the glimpse of an eye. Yet you’ve been out here for the past two hours. I know we’re all used to it, but traveling through the desert without water is just idiotic. So tell me, what’s got ya all shifty?”

Moto could never get used to the accent the man had adopted after moving to Nevada from Moscow. Yet such a man was able to bridge the wide gap between nationalities, and ended up climbing the career ladder to a boss of a routing company. The boy stared at the man with a worried expression, he hesitated before divulging whatever was on his mind. ”Well, we’re getting new students today. Most of them have only trained. It pains me that I won’t see all of their faces by the end of this year.” Moto shifted his sitting a bit, uneasy from reality. ”Yeah, true. You’re starting as full-time meister this year, right? No more of that mission organizer stuff? That’ll be an interesting sight… Well, anyways, let’s pack up and head out back to HQ. You still have to shower and get ready for school. Can’t show up in that.” The boy glanced at the sand-covered poncho and lightly chuckled, then turned his gaze up to the sky. Only now was the sun finally stirring from its slumber, its slumped prongs began to reform their point. By this point, the orange eyelids had only raised a sliver. It was quite the sight to compliment the backdrop of a horizon, a collage of light-colored hues. ”Yeah… An interesting sight indeed.” His voice trailed off before the boy rose to his feet and patted the sand coating off. With a nod of affirmation, the two continued to their workplace.





Later - Who knows what time? Death time? School time?

Moto could never count how many times he walked down these melancholic roads, winding and turning with randomization and sporadic architecture. The boy was now fully awake and had his usually perky expression in play. He straightened his tie as he autonomously walked down the streets, taking the same route he had traversed every morning. At this point it was like being a robot, told to operate off of preset guidance and commands. The bustling sounds of traffic and business had become all but iconic to the boy. Being a resident of Death City for the past seventeen years, he was already used to its boiling climate and… unorthidox structure and appeal. After all, its mere instituting was contradictory. The city revolved around the training of those who would defeat takers of lives, offered an education by none other than death himself. But irony had lost its embarrassment at this point, its metallic sting no longer affected Moto. It had all become a recurring and fluent motion. One lives to die later on. That’s the gist of things. But rather than keeling over and withering away, the boy is ushered on my an unbreakable devotion. To this day, he is unable to deduce whether it is out of remorse or his refusal to be contempt with the past. After losing dear friends from both schools, he has been motivated to continue on their fight, battling in their stead. It wasn’t long before the student arrived at the iconic slew of unneeded steps scaling up to the academy’s courtyard. He had already spotted students gawking at its shining greatness. The boy ran a hand down his neck and massaged the kinks lying beneath his skin. With a sigh Moto ascended the steps, already used to their immense allotment. A boy of his physique would usually be unable to handle such a pain-inducing climb, yet after two years of attendance, he was already used to the routine.

Since it was the first day, by the end of the timespan, Moto would have found himself a partner as per tradition at the DWMA. Already aware of his classroom number and location, he passed through the halls filled with lively students until he found the door into his room. The boy was intending to quietly enter the classroom and disappear within the bleachers, yet a familiar and especially charismatic voice could be from behind the door. Moto let out a sigh before turning the knob and entering the classroom, pushing the door with all of his mass as it creaked forward. His eyes spanned all of its contents within a few moments, isolating the few students which seemed to peak out from the ordinary lots. The boy’s mouth dropped and he leaned back as he watched a pseudo-gymnast flip her way into the seating, and energetically introduced herself as Yua Takenaka. Moto was left speechless, his mind took a few seconds to process what his irises had just taken into account. They then focused on the blonde girl ecstatically talking, the owner of the high-paced voice from prior, sitting in the bleachers while terrorizing a new student. He deeply exhaled as he walked over to the girl and gave her a light chop on the head, ”Hey, tone it down a bit Fumiko. That boy just scaled the climb of his life. Let him catch a breather.” The girl was one of the few students he could joke around with in this childish demeanor, as they were both good and old friends. He glanced at the younger looking lad to her side and gave him a timid smile, ”H-hello, my name is Moto. Oh-, um, Moto Kentono. Rhymes a bit, eh?” He let out an uncomfortable laugh before taking his seat in an unoccupied row, farther to the back from the others. It was a swift retreat, which was tactful yet cowardice at the same time. The boy sighed as he leaned forward on the desk while plopping his messenger bag on the ground. Being a meister was bound to be a new experience.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Sampson D.
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Fumiko watched as everyone filed in. Fumi looked to Moto and winked as to say sorry. Happy to hear the blonde boy was alright she stood as another girl announced herself and then promptly fell off her perch. The girl with red hair was so cute. Not to mention confident. Fumi's eyes narrowed slightly as a soft smile played on her lips. Swaying across the room calmer, more intimidating than before.

"Yua, right?"

Fumi stepped in between Yua and the girl proclaiming to be a Queen. On top of this Moto had come in, Fumi was glad her little buddy had made it. She had been worried he wouldn't make it on time. Refocusing her intentions onto Yua, she was bursting with bravado. Innocent as it may be.

"Best not try and appease her, she thinks she's better than you and that unfortunately won't change. You seem nice, not to mention adorable! I'm Fumiko Tatchibana! Call me Fumi. It's nice to make your acquaintance."

After finishing up what she had to say she embraced the red haired girl and then turned on her heel skipping around the room eying people subtly. Today had been a good so far. . . Barry, he was cool, sort of pathetic in a way but Fumi liked him well enough. Then the Perfects walked in, flaunting about. Then the rough lady stomped in, making her way over to Moto. Mistake. Fumi stopped skipping and stood looking in their direction before narrowing her eyes.

She crossed her arms and cocked out a hip, what was this bear's game? She had read over the registry earlier, this woman was a weapon. "Viena Winters" she was a weapon. Moto was a Meister. . . The thought hit Fumi hard. Moto wasn't going to choose her as his weapon. Whatever. Yua had said she was a Meister. Her huge smile returning Fumi flounced over to Yua again.

"Yua-chan! Hey me again. I heard you say you were a meister? How convenient, I happen to be a weapon! The best there is. Or I like to think so. I'd love to get to know you better!"

Fumi said in her cheery voice wrapping an arm around Yua's waist and leaning on her shoulder with a giggle. She was able to keep her facade up, even with the pang of jealousy she felt about Moto. She pushed it from her mind. Focus on Yua. Laughing softly Fumi twirled Yua's hair around her left index finger. Fumi felt like Yua wasn't the brightest, but she was cute and ambitious. Fumi could work with those things.

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Character Portrait: Mei Hasimoto Character Portrait: Quarrie Higurashi Character Portrait: Fumiko Tatchibana Character Portrait: Yua Takenaka Character Portrait: Moto S. Kentono Character Portrait: Baron Phantom Character Portrait: Amaya Sakura Character Portrait: Mac Solomon Character Portrait: Barry Thomas Pyawasit Character Portrait: Viena Winters Character Portrait: Emethil Arca Character Portrait: Alviss Vint Svent Character Portrait: Sampson D. Character Portrait: Idiku Solomon Maranaki
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Fumi smiled at Yua, Fumi wanted her. As her meister. Maybe more? Who knew. Not Fumi, at any rate she was a rambler, which was fine. Walking with Yua over to her desk Fumi sat down next to Yua, never unlinking arms.

"No, I have no family. Hehe, I'm a lone weapon in this world. Now to answer your barrage of questions. I am a chainsaw, I know you wouldn't picture that but I am, a damn scary one too. Scary as in cool. Also yes, I have fought! Once a keshin attacked and me and my friend fought it off. We barely beat it! He was too scrawny to wield me properly . . . Er, I have been changed many, many times. I've lived here at the Academy almost my entire life. I was trained and used for demonstrations as a weapon demo. No one could sync with me then, I was too young. Now however I'm up and looking for my ideal meister! I hope I get you Yua-Chan."

Fumi winked at the red head, Fumi practically told her her life story, however Fumi was happy to share as she had nothing to hide. Looking around the room there were many different walks of people around here, Fumi wasn't so sure about some of them. Although you know, Fumi would act it all up as well as possible to gain trust, or maybe even make people think she isn't a threat.

That's when she'd strike.

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Image Mei looked up as she saw a boy with hair so red- That it looked like flames. Soon- He talked to her- making Mei jump."H-hi.." Mei stuttered, while wiping away her tears, slowly putting away her book."I'm Mei Hasitmoto. I'm a weapon." Mei said- She talked quietly as she twirled her thumbs. She then listened to him mumble on about how he was the best- and such.. Mei sighed, and looked at him, he reminded her of her brother. That made Mei tilt her head and look at him with more interest.

"You look like my brother.." She said and smiled."That makes me warm inside- I like you." Mei said, and smiled, pulling a strand of her hair out of her face- and pulling up behind her ear, giving Mac a small grin while she did it. "I'd like to roll down the steps with you. Maybe even slide down them." Mei smiled, the thought giving her a soft feeling inside. But before she could yes to the trick- The teacher walked into the room, sitting into his chair but then- PLONK! The chair split in half. "Dammit! Who the hell did this.." He grumbled and then stood up, rubbing his head."Anyways.. I'm here to supervise you kids in choosing your partner.. And uh when you choose your partner come to me to get your wave lengths measured. Call me Mr. R." He said as he leaned on the wall. "You may choose your partner now- But remember, you will be stuck with this person for the rest of your life. Choose wisely."

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Mei looked at him as he told her a bit more about himself."You have older brothers? Your lucky.. My brother died from cancer." When Mei said that she felt her eyes become even more blurry, and she felt like she was going to explode- And then he told her his real name."Macken- Mac.. Oh cool name." Mei said and smiled, wiping the thought about her brother away.

Then- He asked her to become his partner."I-I'd love to be your partner!" Mei said, and grinned wildly."Let me show you my weapon form- But remember, please don't drop me.. It hurts." Mei stated firmly- And then BOOM! She was morphed into a 6" spear, double bladed- And sharp. Mei floated around in what she'd like to call 'Her Safe Place'.. Like always she was well.. Naked in that 'Safe Place' but no one could see her- So she was fine. "Try me out!" Mei said, her face rippling on one side of the blade.




Mr.R watched the kids slowly start to get to know each other- Reminding him more about his meister life than ever. It killed him inside to watch them.. Especially those who were shy.. Like his wife. He could have protected her.. But he didn't. Soon two girls were up in his face- tumbling on top of him. "We need to see your wave lengths.." He said and looked at the one who he assumed was a weapon. "Turn into a weapon- I'll test your wave lengths- Just swing her around - Test her out." Mr.R said, while he brought out his 'Wave Length tester' and shoved it in front of them- It was just a box with a special camera.

Mr.R looked at the blonde tall girl come over and ask him if Moto and her could be partners. "Wait in line- I need to test your wave lengths no matter what." Mr. R said, then turned to face the the two girls.

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Emethil looked at the boy whom gave her the seat before she took said seat. As she took out one of her books, she noticed others begin flowing in after her, and some doing something Emi couldn't, introductions to the class. That took lots of courage that Emi never seemed to have, though some broke down just like she would as far as she knows. Though as the classroom filled in, the little timid girl continued reading her book, which was a manga, disguised as a normal book, adjusting her glasses every so often, it was an interesting read, being that it was a mystery and something was always afoot, which stimulated Emi's mind as she worked through it with the character whom tried to solve said mystery as fast as he can. It wasn't as interesting as the conversations per say, but for someone whom cannot even speak sometimes to others, the book was what she had to do.

Yet soon the teacher came in, and well, it amused her since he was rather eccentric, in that he didn't seem to notice that the chair was structurally weakened from what looked like use, before basically forgetting it ever happened. He was a strange individual indeed, though what he had said next, seemed to make Emethil almost cry, he told the class about choosing partners. Which that involved a thing Emi hadn't been able to do well since before she could remember, something was always making her timid that the rest of her class, though soon the others were away and talking with each other. Leaving Emethil out and thinking she wouldn't be approached by really anyone, at least, until the boy next to her spoke, which he sounded bored for whatever reason, and upon looking at him, he seemed bored and almost annoyed about this, in sharp comparison to the blank read most would get from Emethil, though soon she nodded, as if to say yes to his offer to partner up. Without thinking ahead, wondering if he was a weapon, which she didn't realize before taking his hand with a gentle and rather cold hand, Idiku was his name. Emi's heard stranger names, including her own, before making an attempt to introduce herself, which failed as what felt like a well of nervousness came over her which felt like a stone was placed in her throat, making it difficult to be able to breathe, and talk for that matter. Slowly her pulse rose and she began to shake a little as she tried to speak again, but just couldn't. Retracting her hand, Emi thought of what to do, how to communicate, her mind raced and rushed as she tried to think of a way to talk without making an absolute fool of herself.

Though the idea presented itself as she took out a small notepad her sister gave her while packing, it was to help in case the well of nervousness came and choked her voice, she took it out, and with a pen worte what she made an attempt to say, of course with some timidity to it, "My name, is Emethil Arca, Meister. It's a pleasure...." she wrote before it became an incoherable mess of shaky writing, soon she presented her note to Idiku in hopes he wouldn't judge her. Of course, she felt that no matter what, she was going to be judged and ridiculed as per usual when people find out sheis so timid she can't even talk most of the time.

One can hope can't they?

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Idiku changes form back into a person. He stares into blank space then smiles then looks to Emethil "Alright, my studies have payed off. I am the better version of the standard weapon. Anyways we need to go talk to Mr. R." Idiku takes off the glasses and puts them in his pocket. He was happy to know that all the work he did was for something. Hours and hours sitting at a computer and gun ranges studying every little detail. Even the rounds he studied. He counted every little speck of gunpowder in a perfect round. The one round with no small kick and a large amount of power. He put the smile away and looked back to Emethil. "Well lets go see if we are going to be partners or not shall we?" he hops over a desk and he stands at the stairs. Turning back waiting to see what she was going to do. He held out his hand. He had another thought what if It said no. He was glad that he had chose this girl for the fact that she knew her guns. This may be his first friend in a long time. Well the first one to not call him a freak as soon as they found out what he was. Then some memories came back. Ones he did not like. Idiku then just focused on what was happening now. Now was all that mattered. Now was all he had. Now was great. At least that was the exercise his therapist taught him.

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Emi nodded smiling gently as she followed her new partner to the line that had formed with him in it. Though as she walked she looked about seeing the other weapons and meisters as she slowly reached the line. Which had a decent wait time, so she thought, about her partner mainly, the weapon she has, which was a fully and semi-automatic 30-06, which had plenty of stopping power from most distances, looking about she noticed various weapons from revolvers, spears, and so on, nothing seemed too out of place, and most put the meister and weapon duo in the front lines, which Emethil wasn't fond of. Though the teacher still seemed strange, especially with the machine that could detect soul wavelengths. Speaking of which, she remembered how she could see most souls, without noticing for some time, Emethil's mind wandered aimlessly as she thought of multiple things and kept spaced out. Until she realized something rather important, the ground looked like it was getting closer in her vision.

Now she realized it, she was beginning to fall, which prompted movement, at least, enough to catch herself, which she did, well sort-of, she did end up on one knee, her other hand gripping the edge of a desk and looking for her glasses, shaking her head, she found her glasses and rose putting them on, she looked back at her partner and gently spoke, still sounding quiet,

"Sorry, I kinda blanked out there." she said, walking forward with the line waiting for her time to visit Mr. R with Idiku.

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Mei turned back into her human form, rubing her with a bruise on her knee. "I told you not to drop me Mac.." Mei muttered and signed a paper saying that she would protect Mac at all costs, and such. "The cafes called Death Cafe- I work there." Mei explained and smiled, looking at her partner with a content smile. "Cmon, let's go slide down the stairs!" Mei said and grabbed his hand, squeezing it with a sweet smiled plastered on her face.

"Mac I'm really glad you choose me as your partner- Most people think i'm weird- Most people don't like me." Mei explained, and the words 'Monster Mei' started to ring in her head. "The point is it makes me feel really glad that your my partner, and that you choose me." Mei finished off with a small tilt of her head.

"Anyways- Let's get out of here!" Mei smirked, and held his hand tightly, using up all of her energy for her to speed down the hallways, going as fast as she could, and almost crashing into a teacher, both her and Mac made it to the stairs alive. Mei looked down the stairs, wondering how she ever pulled herself up the torturous stair case that she was currently looking at. She then turned around and looked at the school, it was pretty intimidating, considering the three red spikes coming out of the middle skull in front of the school.

Mei shook her head and looked at Mac with her eyes glittering with adventure."So are you ready to slide down the stairs of DWMA? Cause I know I am."

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Idiku was stuck in his own little thought bubble. Thinking. Thats all he ever does. He continues to think in "what if" fasion. What brought him back was the fact that his partner fell. He heard it happen but did not have the time to react. He was still stuck deep in his own mind. Emi was already standing up when she came to. "No I'm sorry. I was deep in thought and...." He felt bad for not helping her up. Idiku felt like he owed her. He sighed and scratched his head. "I feel bad for not helping you up. Hmm.... How about this. If all and all go well then we could go somewhere to celebrate. Anywhere you want my treat." He said with a smile and hoped she would say yes. This may help but he would still feel bad after. Idiku looked to Mr. R. 'Were all the teachers like this or just him.' He thought. He pulled out back his mini book and glasses and then began to read again. The line was short but he could squeeze in a few pages. It was almost their turn. He would like to say he was ready for anything but that was not the case. But then again who is. He smiled again at this thought. he then thought to himself 'Damn I could be a philosopher. You know after this if none of this works i might try at that.' He adjusted his glasses and put away his book. 'Nah. This will work. I hope.'