Fandom DWMA Character Sheet

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• Basics
• Personality and Background
• SKILLS AND COMBAT

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  » MAXIMILIAN WARNER IRVING WERKS
  
  Age: 17
  Sex: Yes!
  Weight: Average.
  Height: 5'5"
  Weapon Type: Power Cutter / Deadly
  Partner: John Adams ( Knight boi )
  
  Behold, the living embodiment of chaos: sporting saw-like hair and dark, pitiless eyes is a man who sees everyone as a target...for JOKES! Always wearing a shirt and tie to school, Max is nothing like what his potentially-preppy getup might suggest. Quick, obnoxious, and loud, so very, very loud, Max is the kind of person whose presence is immediately, and quite painfully, announced via any all means possible, despite his mostly-normal appearance.
  
  His soul is inky-black and sports his trademark, shit-eating grin. Paler, saw-like edges decorate its rim.
  
  
  » ADVANTAGEOUS ASPECTS
  
  » Energetic.
  » Outgoing.
  » Quick-Thinking.
  » Industrious.
  » Too crazy to go crazy.
  
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  » PERSONALITY
  Many people, upon finishing interactions with Max, tend to look to whomever they were originally conversing with, and say, "man, what an annoying asshole."
  
  To be more specific, this means that one's mileage varies greatly when it comes to interacting with Max. Those that can get past his abrasive tendencies, insulting jokes, and over-the-top demeanor can find a knowledgeable companion, peppy jokester, and steadfast friend. Those that can't, well, they'll end up dealing with a no-holes-barred prankster that is willing to turn just about anything into a joke. He'd be more manageable, at least to a point, if he actually knew when to stop, but self-restraint tends not to kick in until he's either been punched in the gut, or someone runs off crying. It's unclear just where his sense of humor comes from, though it's possible he's just overcompensating for something. The worst part, though? He will talk to you if he sees you. Regardless of whether you like him or not. And he will. Not. Leave.
  
  
  » BIOGRAPHY
  
  Max was born to a normal suburban family. His mother (over)worked in an office, while his father freelanced as an animator and cartoonist, something which a young Max adored. A child of the television, Max took readily to vegging out broadcast junk, while taking slightly after his father in his younger years with colored pencils and crayons. All that seemed normal enough until his parents noticed that the vast majority of his drawings contained his "imaginary friend," Frankie the Funny Ferret, viciously murdering his friends and neighbors.
  
  Things only got worse from there.
  
  He never killed anyone--thankfully--but he did develop a penchant for...poorly-timed and sometimes vicious pranks, often to the point of causing very real physical harm. A way of coping, perhaps, with his more "serious" urges. His loving parents, only ever wanting the best for him, were on the verge of sending him to an institution after he built a contraption that very nearly dropped a hot clothes iron on a repairman visiting the house (just like in the cartoons he was so fond of) before things grew even more complicated.
  
  As was perhaps understandable, the two were at a complete loss when, beyond all explanation, the boy managed to turn both of his hands into circular saws and began cutting all the furniture available in the house. Of course, that was only the start--the neighborhood was next, and the damage was extensive.
  
  Thankfully, news of Max's night on the town managed to reach the ears of those who could help him--specifically, the DWMA. With training and oversight, perhaps Max's more wild inclinations could be tempered, and his weapon form put to good use. Max's parents, worried for their boy's well-being, perhaps heard the wrong end of the pitch, and are very much hoping for a cure to whatever...issues, for lack of a better word, their son had. Max, on the other hand, was sold from the outset. Eating people? Violence? State-sanctioned murder? Sign him the hell up!
  
  Besides, Frankie the Funny Ferret said it was a good idea, and when has he ever steered Max wrong?
  
  
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  » COMBAT STYLE
  MRRRRRRRRM BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RERERERERERERERERERE VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRM BZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAA BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
  
  » SKILLS
  
  » Weapon Transformation: Max's weapon form is that of a large, unguarded buzzsaw blade, similar to what one might find on an oversized circular or miter saw, mounted to a motor and handle. Despite having less reach than most demon weapons and absolutely zero stealth potential, the blade is true to Max's classification--if it hits something, it's not going to be pretty. The self-injury count of his meister partners in NOT is pretty high.
  
  » Partial Transformation: BUZZSAW HANDS! BUZZSAW HANDS!
  
  » Soul Absorption: Delicious. Finally some good fucking food.
  
  » I Built It! Me!: Since he first realized watching people slip on buttered stairs or step on caltrops was just as funny in real life as it was in his father's cartoons, Max has become quite the connoisseur when it comes to whimsical--and harmful--contraptions. That walloping glove shoved in your locker? That geyser-bomb in your bathroom stall? The electrified teacher's lounge door? Probably him. Of course, nobody can prove that he did that.
  
  » High Pain Tolerance: Depending on how you view it, it's beyond mere tolerance. He laughs when you hit him.
  
  » Resonance Form: By resonating with his meister, Max changes shape to what he calls the "tenderizer," a large, unwieldy, mallet-like weapon of cartoonish size. In place of flat edges on both sides, however, is an assortment of parallel buzzsaw blades and a grinder similar to what one would find on the interior of a woodchipper. The "tenderizer" is not intended to leave things intact.
  
  » The Great Traditional Technique of the Saw-Meister: Black Bisector: While resonating, Max's meister can rev Max's blades on impact with a surface. The result is several saw-like lines of black energy that erupt from the surface in question and travel in a straight line, even capable of moving vertically along surfaces in their way. Max claims that Black Bisector can "cut through anything," but whether or not this is actually true has yet to be definitively proven--despite the technique having a very good track record.
  
  It should also be noted that there are no "Great Traditional Techniques of the Saw-Meister." Max made that up.
  
  

 

[The Elder]

Temporary Character




Appearance:

Name:
Sakamoto Hitomi
Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Height:
5'9

Weight:
154

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Family Bloodline:
Sakamoto

Personality:
Hitomi is a very chill individual, despite how she may appear to being nothing other than a snarky person. However that part isn’t that far from the truth, she’s not the type to be rude open first interacting with someone. Though if someone were to give her any reason to dislike them then it’s their fault for what happens next. She’s been told that she’s very good at being the voice off reason, helping out in many situations. She speaks from a mixer of a logical and emotional standpoint instead of mainly one or the other. She’s a person that someone can confide in and spend time with, even if she seems annoyed. She won’t turn someone in need away, unless she needs to prioritize herself and her needs or if you’re just being an asshole. Due to her training, she will never be the one to shy away from a fight, she’s normally the first one to knock someone out. Hitomi is also very flirtatious to anyone she finds attractive rather or not she really likes them or not. She’s simply just a natural flirt.

Background:
Hitomi was born and raised within the infamous Sakamoto ninja clan in Tokyo, Japan. Her bloodline were well known at being deadly misters and weapons. Coming up within her family she had to go through vigorous training exercises and routines just as a basic necessity to being a Sakamoto. Despite being a weapon she was still needed to learn combative and survival tactics in order to better her Meister and best their opponents. It wasn't until she was much order when she completely started her weapon training, practicing in wavelength control, along with her healing wavelength. Being brought up as a weapon with combative skills, she grew very fond of kunai bringing a pouch full of them nearly everywhere she goes. She recently moved to Death City sometime before Halloween switching from one academy to another after a terrible incident occurred. Her former Meister committed suicide due to past trauma and being unable to adjust. Usually Hitomi would help her Meister with her wavelength but one night everything went south while Hitomi was fast asleep. Needing a change of scenery she decided she needed to leave her academy, and switch to another. Luckily for her, a partner was found rather quickly, however she did decide to take a moment or two to gather herself before joining another team. Most would assume due to her lost, she would be hesitant, but due to her training and lifestyle she learn to quickly move forward, but never forgets.

After the events of the madness outbreak, Hitomi fell into a small temporary state of depression. She lost a second meister, nearly lost her weapon partner to madness, and two good friends of hers died. For some time she decided on returning to Japan and never returning, but seeing the efforts Llewelynn continued to put in with his training, changed her mindset. Though she wasn't returning to the DWMA just to be pair up with another meister. She decided to fight off kishins and beings of madness as a Solo Weapon. She needed no meister to do the thing she loved to do. She was a natural born killer and she currently feels she's able to become a death scythe on her own.

Partner:
Solo Weapon/Autonomous

Weapon Type:
Demon Serrated Dagger

Weapon Form:

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Resonance Form:

Weapon Abilities:
Healing Wavelength-possessing this wavelength allows Hitomi to provide a calming effect on another during soul resonance while also calming ones madness.

Poison Fang-Upon activation, Hitomi's dagger becomes coated in a neurotoxin that she can inflict upon her opponent by a simple cut. The poison will slowly move through the inflicted person's body causing their body to slowly become numb before their joints start to seize up they become unable to move.

Soul Resonance Critical Overload- Entering her Soul Resonance form, Hitomi's new formed blade becomes charged up with energy allowing her mister to swing and releasing, a piercing wave slicing down everything in their path. Once complete the after effects from the wave, leaves the blade burning hot even when she reverts back to normal. As the blade is slowly cooling off, her Meister is still able to use it slicing and burning her opponent.

Soul Appearance:
Hitomi's soul is white with a purple filter mask on its mouth.

Skills:
Ninja Assassin-Hitomi has been trained in martial arts and the art of assassination since she was able to walk. She has honed these skills over the years turning herself into a killing machine. She able to silently move around which she does instinctively during her day to day task. Outside of her being able to use her partial transformation to fight and defend herself, she uses a Kama and multiple kunias, smoke bombs, paper bombs, and other ninja tool to aid in her combat.

Cooking- Hitomi is fond of cooking many varieties of asian dishes. Though her favorite is ramen.

Thriving Artist-Hitomi's a very creative artist, using art as a way to help clear her mind. She draws canvas portraits during the day, and does graffiti during the night.

Other:
Hitomi tend to dye her hair every now and then.

Theme:​

 

[Kyuubey]

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• General Info
• Meister Information
• Personal Information

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  Name;
  Kouga Kigetsu ( prefers just Kou )
  
  Age;
  18
  
  Gender;
  Male
  
  Height;
  6'9"
  
  Weight;
  217lbs
  
  Eye Colour;
  Diluted red, borderline orange
  
  Sexuality;
  Heterosexual
  
  Family Bloodline;
  Kigetsu
  
  Partner;
  Kimiko Hideyoshi Britt-21
  
  Soul Appearance;
  Enticing but wild eyes that are surrounded by markings adorn the body of Kou’s soul. A closed smile with fangs are visible while two horns protrude upwards upon the top​
  
  
  
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  Skills;
  Kou’s physical capabilities are naturally vastly superior than your average human due to his werewolf status. He has enhanced physical strength, speed, and reflexes that help to assist him in battle as well as his normal everyday life. His ability to heal is otherworldly, which allows him to keep going in a fight since he recovers from his wounds quite quickly. Deeper and more fatal wounds are a different story. Whilst his ability to heal is unrivaled, it does take up quite a bit of his energy and works to fatigue him if he's relying on having to take riskier shots that he expects to heal from. His sense of smell is always on overdrive.
  
  Soul Type; Monster Soul - Werewolf
  Kou’s soul allows him to transform into a werewolf or just to partially transform and gain a set of his claws that he uses for his own fighting style called ‘venom wolf fist’. His sharp canine-like teeth are always present despite being in or out of a transformation. Those with these types of souls are said to be immortal but it’s unknown if this is a myth or a truth. While he may certainly, possibly live forever, he can definitely still be killed.
  
  Soul Wavelength;
  Paralyzing Wavelength
  
  Soul Claws;
  While Kou is not proficient in soul force itself, he uses a special fighting style that allows him to coat his claws in his wavelength. He’s been unable to spread this further than his fingertips despite his training and the hours he’s poured into the ability. If Kou successfully cuts his opponent with his claws, they will find their movements begin to grow sluggish until they are eventually paralyzed. This is not a lasting effect and wears off rather quickly. The rate at which it spreads depends on the user and their soul. Someone panicking will be affected quicker while someone remaining calm and focused will find the spread to be quite slow or even entirely ineffective. He relates it to one acting how they would if they were trapped within quicksand.
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  Background;
  The Kigetsu clan has always been more of an enigma. While not much is known in regards to the history of the clan, there is one thing that everyone, locally from the surrounding villages or simply a passerby, has come to know. They are rivals of the Hideyoshi clan. Any altercation between them has rarely been peaceful and Kou grew up on this belief, that they were and always would be at odds with the other Asian clan that resided on the opposite side of the mountain they both fought over. Atop its snowy peak was a shrine that was said to give boons and power to those who visited it. A shrine the Hideyoshi clan claimed to be the keepers of. That unnatural beasts, such as Kouga’s clan, could never step foot in otherwise it would be tainted. It held the promise to break their curse though and so the Kigetsu clan continued to vye for it. For a monument that promised tranquility, it sure created a lot of bloodshed around it. Perhaps it was cursed. The myths didn’t quite say. They were vague and old, spoken from the lips of the elder’s and passed onto their children and so on.
  
  One day, when Kou was just a little boy, they had planned to try to find some neutral ground with the other clan. A meeting, some would say, one that had never gone well in the past, and alas would not once again. It was just not fated to be. The small figure with a mop of white hair got one thing out of this day, one thing that their people would learn to despise and loathe. He found beauty and captivation in a girl around his age. A girl who stood with fierce eyes despite her innocent and childish features. Eyes that bore into his very soul. Eyes that spoke to him.
  
  Those eyes belonged to Kimiko Hideyoshi, the daughter of the chief. This wasn’t enough to warrant some type of ‘love at first sight’ type episode but he would be lying if he claimed he wasn’t instantly infatuated and wanted to learn more. It was like a small string had been attached to his soul, leading to hers. A string that he didn’t know he’d get to feel grow more taut over the years.
  
  A war broke out between the two clans when they could not come to terms that benefitted them both. One would not break and the other would simply not bend. The wolves, as they do, transformed to give them a better advantage against the highly skilled warriors of the other clan. It was in the heat of the moment that Kou peered over with his wild eyes, watching in slow motion as one of his brother’s rushed straight at the small girl. Without thinking, he jumped between them and snarled to warn him to back off, eyes vividly brighter as he made zero inclinations that he intended on moving.
  
  Not being able to discern what his actions were, when he turned to look at her, Kimiko did what she was trained to. She attacked. Strike first, don’t hesitate. The cut from her partially transformed arm burned something fierce and it triggered enough pain for him, as a pup, to be forced back into human form. He laid there bleeding, accepting of his fate, to die at the hands of the girl who stirred his soul enough to get him to protect her against his own family. As the world began to blur, he felt his body get picked up off the ground to be surrounded by warmth; the arms of someone.
  
  At least death’s embrace was gentle.
  
  Then there was the soft thudding of steps and the sway of his frame as he realized he was being carried somewhere. Through that obscured vision, still recovering from the initial wound, did he peer up at those same fierce eyes he’d seen before. This time her expression was softer. With her heartbeat and soul thrumming steadily against his body did he realize what had happened. Kimiko was fated to be his mate. He knew it down to his very core, there was absolutely no denying it.
  Ever since that day, they began to sneak out to be around one another. This went on for years and years. That friendship they’d formed, albeit more than that on his end, only grew and grew until the line they tip toed was crossed. Kou didn’t care about the feuds between their families. He didn’t care about the hatred he’d receive, the scorn, or the punishments. Kimiko had become his family and if they were unwilling to accept her then he’d turn his back on them. It was the way it had to be. Testing this, already preparing for the worst outcome, was Kou as he approached his family with claims that Kimiko was his chosen mate.
  
  It went horribly. Their stubbornness to release their iron grip on the long line of battles with her clan was just too strong. Their loathing for them was too deep. They forbade him from seeing her again, claiming that if it was a tie he could not sever, that they would sever it for him with her death. Kou smiled and flashed his canines before his brothers and sisters, as well as the elders, and walked away without another word.
  
  He told Kimiko they’d banished him, unable to give her the full truth that he’d chosen to turn his back on his family as a way to protect her, to be with her. She’d never forgive herself, he knew, and would force him to return. That’s just the kind of person she was; full of honor. Instead he focused on the future and decided to find a place they could both belong and be accepted, at least better than the animosity they received back at home. A place where they could thrive - The DWMA. Fighting was in their blood, it was their way of life. At least this way, they wouldn’t be on the opposite sides of the battlefield, and instead be working hand in hand. Something they’d never be able to do as long as that mountain stood tall between them.
  
  
  
  Personality;
  Despite the more animalistic traits that define his soul and control more of his more battle-like tendencies, Kou is pretty upbeat, borderline barely contained without understanding ‘personal space’, and outgoing around those he’s come to know. Around strangers the werewolf is much more guarded and holds a ‘casual’ air that is often confusing for people due to the complete contrast of what he’s like in a fight. In hindsight, he doesn’t feel he has much to prove in regards to what others think of him or whether he’s a part of anyone’s circle. He’s fine being a lone wolf, however he’s readily accepting of ties or bonds with others; pack mentality and all. Even though he’s been banished, to Kimiko’s knowledge, from his clan, Kou still extends a fierce loyalty to anyone that he’s deemed an ally. The betrayal of his own pack did little to mentally sway or scar him since his reasoning for being cast out is of the utmost importance to him. Due to Kimi’s influence, he has found the ability to embrace a calmer side to things that would normally be impossible for someone driven by his nature. She is the ataractic to the part of him that is feral.
  
  
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[Britt-21]

Spoiler: Kimi

Name:
Kimiko Hideyoshi

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Height:
5’8”

Weight:
154lbs

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Family Bloodline:
Hideyoshi

Personality:
Kimiko is a relatively calm woman, sometimes a little bit too calm within many situations. It’s even possible that some may assume she does not care. That’s not the case. Growing up within her clan, she was taught to stay calm in the most stressful situations to avoid getting herself killed in battle. Of course, it worked out in her favor as she obtained patience from this. She’s very understanding and tries her best to assist, or even listen to those who vent to her. Everyone needs someone to lean on, right? Kimiko doesn’t take offense easily, not unless it strictly attacks her family or the War. Aside from this, many other things bounce off of her. Kimi had to mature at a young age, which is why she may not seem like many other teens around her age who are more of the extrovert nature. She’s found drinking tea, listening to relaxing music, or even just sitting outside and listening to the world around her. In heated arguments, she can either snap, or walk away. Usually, she chooses to walk away unless a nerve is struck. When angry, her judgment is clouded and she knows very well that anything could happen and would much rather break away from the situation to avoid hurting others around her.

Background:
The Hideyoshi clan was always known for their bloodlines of Warriors and Shinobi. In fact, this was a clan that could be deadly when provoked. Though in this case, sharing a mountain with the Kigetsu Clan was more than enough of a reason to attack, especially when there had been a sacred shrine at the top of the mountain which was said to give power and more to the Hideyoshi’s. Though if it had been tainted by the cursed hands of the Kigetsu clan, the shrine would be no more. Would be nothing but an abandoned building at the top of the mountain. This is why fights over the mountain had broken out almost on the daily.

Kimiko was born around the fighting, and had grown around it as well. Allowing her to get used to the fact that this is what life would be like even after her father were to pass and she became the leader of her clan. In fact, her father was personally teaching her about the Kigetsu Clan and how they were horrible monstrosities that wanted to ruin the purity of the shrine. While still a child, she believed everything her father said; As any child would with their parents. Believing that they are always right and blindly following. Then came a day where she was able to be present during a meet up with the Rival clan. In her mind, she could only think about how horrible they were, and she knew in the back of her mind that this wouldn't work out. After hearing rumors from others within the village, every meeting turned out bad.

There she was, standing with her family and her army of guards to protect her at a moment's notice. At first, everything was going semi-well. Her golden gaze staring down the young white-haired boy not too far in front of her. In a sudden moment, a fight broke out and Kimi had little time to react as she was pulled back and the soldiers went ahead and fought right before her eyes. Hearing rumors and being in the heart of battle were two different things. Even as a child, she felt a small sense of fear since she had never been this far on the front line before. Her eyes darted toward a quickly moving target and instinctively her hand transformed into a blade, ready to fight despite her young blood.

Before her very eyes, she was saved by none other than the child of the Kigetsu clan. At first she was surprised, but quickly she attacked to avoid being betrayed at that very moment. However, in doing so, the boy collapsed and in her mind, she wondered if this was right. He laid there, ready to accept death. Hell, he even looked almost at peace. He saved her, and she had to respect that. She would have died by the mouth of a wolf of his clan. With a frown upon her face, she quickly looked around at the chaos around her and she scooped the boy into her arms before fleeing from the scene.

After that day, the two would meet up and sneak around in the most dangerous ways. They knew the risks they were taking, but knew what they had to do just to still be around eachother. Months, years have gone by as the pair continued to grow closer. Kimi’s bond with Kou getting stronger with each day. Yeah, there was some days where he’d do stupid things but she’d call him out for it.

Once finding out that Kou was banished from his family after telling them about the pair, she found herself growing angry, feeling that same hatred she felt before. Though she could understand, it was because she came from a clan that rivaled his own. But that changed nothing as he stayed with her, heading out to the one place they knew they could call home without being dragged into war: The DWMA.

Partner:
Kouga Kigetsu ( Kyuubey )

Weapon Type:
Melee

Weapon Form:

Naginata

Resonance Form:
Blades of Hell

Weapon Abilities:
Blades of Hell (Passive) - While in Resonance, Kimiko’s blades are severely hot. In fact, they’re hot enough to cut through almost anything. To avoid being burnt -or worse- steer clear. Those blades hurt like hell. (Pun intended.)

Deus Supernova - Kimiko can pull ribbons of molten lava from within the earth, spinning them into a large ball of lava that can -and will- become a massive explosive. This is an ability she tries not to resort to first as it could do a lot of damage, as well as become severely draining.

Soul Appearance:
Navy blue with a bob cut and a mask that sits on the upper right side.

Skills:
Being from a traditional Japanese clan named the Hideyoshi Clan, she was raised with skills to fight like a warrior. These skills include hand-to-hand combat, as well as Kendo. Being in her clan, she was taught to also obtain some skills from the Shinobi. Who were made for sabotage, infiltration and assassination. Granted, she may not be able to fully complete a job of the Shinobi, but she’d try her damn hardest with what she’s learned thus far.

Other:
Kimi has a pet raven.

Theme:

Spoiler: Other

 

[Mineczka]

• Identification Card
• Psychological Report
• Weapon and Soul Reports

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  Name: Célestine Hildebrand
  Age: 18
  D.O.B.: 2004.4.29
  Gender: Femme
  "I-Is it that hard to tell...?"
  Height: 175cm || ~5'9"
  Weight: "Well... That's awfully rude of you to ask."
  Sexuality: Open
  "Honestly? What the hell do you care? It's the Twenty-First century, if you don't like, it, well, sucks to be you."
  Family Bloodline: Hildebrand
  The Hildebrand bloodline is an old bloodline going back at least twenty-three generations, once starting as swords, the Hildebrand line was quite mundane. It was only about six generations back in which the simple sword had become more than it was, ending at Céles' current form, in a overly large pair of scissors.
  
  Hex Code: #734F96
  Face Claim: KOKO - Kamitsubaki Studio
  Appearance:
  Céles is quite easy to spot out in a crowd, with her tall frame, it would not be surprising to her if one mistook her a model of sorts. With long black hair that slowly changes into a lavender colour about half way to the tips, and a fair complexion, she easily seems to allow herself to stand out without much issue. More often than not, she also appears quite fashionable, though she often retains her own style nevertheless, often wearing what she seemingly throws together, while keeping some sense of style for herself in play.
  
  Possessions:
  On her person, Céles tends to keep her pone on hand, along with an extra set of contacts, and at least one pack of mints on her at all times. Though it not uncommon for her to carry various trinkets and the like, examples being bracelets, hair ties, earrings, chokers, and so on.
  
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  Personality: "Ah, here we go...."
  Standing out has always been something Céles tended to do without so much as thinking about it anymore, she knows who she is, and how she comes off to others. Confidence is something she has in spades, whether it be in herself, her partner, Ares (Though she calls him by his last name, Drake), or in those around her, she has trust they can accomplish the goals they set out to do, and expects that same confidence to be placed with her as well. Despite her confidence, however, there is plenty in which Céles is uncertain of, and times in which she feels that she lacks the strength she holds so highly in herself, especially being how different she is compared to the rest of her family, being a pair of scissors, as opposed to... Normal weapons.
  
  Céles tends to carry her own rhythm in life, often humming and quietly singing, she takes pride in her singing abilities, and the songs she carries. To say that music is important for her would be an understatement, to Céles, her ability to sing, to create the words that dance along the wind, and transcend across borders, means everything to her. Even the sounds of battle has a certain melody to her, a rhythm and flow that she seems to tune herself with, timing her wavelength spikes with each swing, each snip of her blades, cutting more and more of her target's wavelength away, silencing the voice of her foe, to her, being in a fight is thrilling experience she never tires of.
  
  Background:
  Céles' story begins in a small hospital within a small town no one has heard of, born to two loving parents, and five siblings, the young Céles had quite the active childhood, being the youngest, she felt the pressure of her family at an early age, as she watched her eldest two brothers become a Death Weapon, and her other three siblings having already enrolled within the DWMA by the time she was eight. In that time, she began her wavelength training, getting the basics to prepare her for her time at the Academy that so many members of her family had gone through.
  
  Starting with her wavelength, she had to at least get the basics of it down first, giving her the chance to transform into her weapon form. Her parents expected another sword of some sort, as, that was what each of her five siblings had been, a sword in some regard, however... Undenounced to Céles' parents, she was not a sword, but, a pair of scissors. As opposed to a balanced weapon, Céles was a weapon that was offensively minded, so long as she was on the attack, her meister could hold the advantage. As the years passed quietly, Céles would find herself in the same place the five siblings before her had found themselves in, the DWMA. In quick time, Céles had found a partner, in Ares, a blonde, hot-headded meister who she felt the resolve of, he wants the skies, and Céles has made it part of her resolve that he is to reach them.
  
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  Partner: "Ah, yes... Drake." Lookin' at you, Britt-21 !
  Weapon Type: Melee
  Weapon Form: An overly large pair of scissors. Average length is ~170cm, with a blade length of ~130cm.
  Resonance Form: Elongating her blades, Céles' reach becomes doubled while in resonance, along with a small hum that rings from her blades, which vibrate an in intense frequency, allowing her to slice through what once gave her resistance with terrifying ease.
  
  Weapon Abilities:
  
  • Art of Self Defense / Partial Transformation - "Sometimes I put Edward Scissorhands to shame with my arms."
  • Soul Absorbtion - I think this is self explanatory.
  • Harmonize - To put it best, Céles is quite a capable weapon, able to seemingly partner with anyone on a soul basis and bolster their wavelength's strength, if given enough time with them.
  • Wavelength: Soul Edge - Céles' wavelength is unique when compared to her family, relying on being on the attack as much as possible, as the more she cuts away at the target, the more she cuts down their wavelength, eventually silencing their abilities and keeping them in a weakened state comparatively. Though the amount of cuts is always dependent on the strength of the wavelength, as a stronger wavelength would require more attacks with Céles to subdue. As she cuts down the wavelength, Céles grants her meister temporary protections against it, akin to her drowning out the song of their soul with her own, though, after a few minutes in which Céles is not used to attack, both benefits fade back to normal outputs.
  Soul Appearance: A deep lavender colour emanates from her soul, with a music staff ringing around at various angles.
  Skills:
  
  • If it wasn't apparent, Céles is a singer, while she's able to play some instruments, she prefers to sing over all.
  • Céles is currently a semi-professional singer, while she has some fame from online uploads, she isn't in the big leagues yet.
  • Céles is also quite good at sewing, often preferring to make her own clothes where she can, as opposed to buying them... "After all, fabric and thread are cheaper."
  • A polyglot, Céles is capable of speaking Seven Languages fluently (Outside of English), having learned one from each of her family members. The languages are: French, Japanese, German, Mandarin, Spanish, Portuguese, and Persian.
  • Being from a family of swords, Céles knows both fencing and Kendo, the later, she prefers.

Theme: (And, also her singing voice)
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[Britt-21]

Age:
18

Gender:
Male

Height:
6'1"

Weight:
210lb

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Family Bloodline:
Drake​

Personality:
With golden locks, and that sharp golden gaze, Ares could be seen as a pretty boy. In reality of it all, he's a short-tempered, hot-headed male who aims for the sky. Aims for the goals he sets and never allows anything to get in the way of them. His drive moves him forward and he makes plenty of friends along the way despite the aggressive exterior he has. Both attitude and tones never really match with what he's thinking, nor what he's saying. To strangers, many would think he's either an asshole or he has something genuinely wrong. Well, they wouldn't be entirely wrong, considering he does struggle with depression that can creep up at any time. This could be accompanied by thoughts of doubt and even insecurity. However, to counter those feelings and thoughts, he surrounds himself with his partner, or people he considers his friends. Ares could possibly even be seen as a people person, given he could be as kind as helping out. Or sweet enough to bring flowers to an injured or sick friend. With those friends, he does open up a little more while also bullying them playfully. While trying to be good, he could be also mischievous at the same time. The blonde can also be very introverted and keep his feelings locked up the best that he can. Considering the fact that he doesn't feel comfortable sharing them with anyone. Especially the dark thoughts that could invade his mind.

Background:
Being part of the Drake family was probably one of the hardest things in his life. Why? Well because they had vanished with no trace to be seen. Which resulted in the boy and his twin sister to be placed inside an orphanage where they soon were separated. Ares himself was very angry at the fact that the family adopted his sister, but not him. They were two peas in a pod, and they ruined that. At the time, they were young, but it was something strong enough for him to remember. Especially when the family that took him in, raised him with knowing about his sister. Claiming that one day they'd help him meet up with her again and they can be together. Of course, little Ares was happy about this. While the family that adopted his sister were horrible and cruel without his knowledge; His family was the opposite. Caring, kept food on the table, clothes on his back, and raised him with manners and more. He couldn't ask for a better life.

There was just one time where he saw her at around the age of 8 where she was bruised but also hiding away from everyone else. When he had approached, she had no idea who he was and was terrified. While trying to help, she slapped his hand away and yelled at him to go away and that she didn't need help. Upon looking at her eyes, they were gold. Not that same emerald color that she had gotten from his mom. With widened eyes, he watched as she got up an ran, feeling as if his heart was ripped from his chest. She was in such a horrible state, between the bruises and the fact that she had no recollection of her own twin brother. From that day onward, he felt like a failure to her and wanted to do everything in his power to make it up in any way possible. He had to get stronger, and that's what he did. Begging his parents to help him gain skills in any way possible. Of course, being the parents they were, they supported what he wanted to help him shape into who he is. In fact, this is how he was able to get into one of the many branches of the DWMA. There is where he found his weapon at the age of 14.

Céles. A girl who is always caught singing and doing things like making new clothes instead of buying them like a normal person. Ironically, she's a pair of scissors. Very sharp. Giving those to Ares was probably not the best idea with his temper. But, alas, he proved to be talented with her form. Jabbing her into enemies, opening the scissors and using them to give him more AOE. Over the course of time he became more and more efficient at wielding his partner and now, at the age of 18, he's here with a goal. Especially after hearing the news with his twin sister: Alice Drake. Who's madness went out of control and caused chaos among many.

That goal:

Was to fix what his sister destroyed. Regardless of the madness.



Partner:
Célestine Hildebrand ( Mineczka )

Skills:
Ares had taken up fencing classes, which made it far easier to wield his partner due to her incredibly sharp edge. Allowing him to thrust her forward and impale anything he could jab her into. Over the course of time, he was able to get fluent and much quicker at the action, allowing him to add spice to his movements. Working with the DWMA, he was able to learn hand-to-hand combat, making it easier to fight with his weapon and with his body. Granted, he wasn't as skilled as his sister, but he's still experienced due to his own training and missions alone. He also has a knack for cooking every now and again, it's not that he's bad at cooking. In fact, any time that he decides he wants to do something, he puts his heart and soul into it to come out perfect. He is also able to use soul perception, he focused much on this skill, finding it very useful in intense situations. He also practices Wavelength control, while not advanced, he is still practicing and working on it.

Soul Appearance:
Ares' soul is that the color of amber, nothing special about it. No special attributes or accessories to be seen.

Theme:


Other:

Spoiler: Ares