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- Identification
Yearbook Photo of Jason A. Daniels:
Given Name:
"My name? Jason."
Surname:
"Daniels. Jason Daniels."
Middle Name:
"I haven't been asked that in a while. Alexander."
What is your official DWMA Nickname?
"Purple Menace. Not sure if I should feel proud, or insulted."
Age:
"Seventeen and proud."
Gender:
"Male. Guy. Dude. Hombre. Et cetera et cetra et cetera."
Height:
"Last I checked I was a solid six feet tall."
Hair Color:
"It should be pretty obvious. Black."
Eye Color:
"My eyes? They're a majestic shade of purple."
- Standing
Are you an EAT or a NOT student?
"I happen to be an EAT student."
Are you a weapon or a meister?
"Meister."
If in the EAT class and a meister, what is your rank?
"Unfortunately, I'm still a 1-Star meister."
How long have you been in attendance at the DWMA?
"It's been what, four, five? Five. Five years now."
How do you fight?
"How do I fight? Well, I do like to fight fast and aggressively, and with my bare hands. It's a self reliance thing. Granted, that tends to be dangerous, but hey, that's what Soul Force is for. But don't get me wrong, I can appreciate the value of strategy. I just prefer to mow them down before I actually need a strategy, y'know? Formal training? Nah, I just brawl. One day it's gonna catch up to me and bite me in the ass, but hey, let's hope I'll be ready. With a partner? Pretty much the same really. A relentless assault to crush their defense and a decisive blow to end the fight. To me, the best defense is a never ending offense."
- Personal Profile
What would others say are your strengths?
"My strengths? You mean other than my dashing looks and winning personality? Jokes aside, I've been told that I am physically strong and fast. Efficient too. I've also been told I'm kind, though I really, really don't know why. Also caring? Really, I think people just project a different image of an ideal person onto me. I guess I'm smart? I mean, I haven't taken an IQ test or anything, but that doesn't matter, right? I am also durable and have endurance as well? But like, doesn't every fighter worth his salt have those qualities?
What would others say are your flaws?
"Oh I never like pointing out my own flaws... Well, I'm cocky as all hell. To the point of arrogance. Or so I'm told. I've also been told I'm a bit headstrong. It's not my fault people don't want to rush into battle with me. I'm also a bit of an ass... Alright, fine. I'm an ass through and through. My teamwork skills are a bit shaky too. I mean, I can work with a partner, but toss me into a group and I'm like a fish in the desert. Again, it's not my fault people don't want to rush into battle with me. I won't deny this one though, I am abrasive at times. It's more when I start to get annoyed, but I do get pretty cruel. You don't even have to be the cause of it, I just become cruel in general. Not a pretty sight. And it's even worse when I get angry. I turn straight up sadistic. I'm sure there are a lot more things wrong with me, but those are the major ones."
Describe your personality in 2 paragraphs or more:
"My personality? Well, I tend to be a bit of a sarcastic asshole. And I'm cocky, and arrogant, and maybe a bit narcissistic too. I mean hey, when you look as good as I do, you have the right to be a bit narcissistic. I'm not exactly outgoing, but I'm certainly not shy. I'm not usually blunt, it doesn't work well with good sarcasm after all, but if the situation calls for it, I can be. I DO have a hidden sadistic and cruel side, but that only happens when I'm really, really upset. Unfortunately, I tend to lash out at pretty much everyone when I'm like that.
On the other hand, I do care for others. I tend not to show it, sure, but the lengths I'm willing to go to help people are pretty surprising. That doesn't mean I can be called kind or caring. That just means I'm helpful. Big difference. I'm also really overprotective about things, and people, I care about. I can be patient, but I prefer speed. Get the ball rolling and don't let the momentum stop. Fast and efficient. I do get bored easily though, and because of that I'm usually laidback, more like asleep really, when I do get bored. I'm a pretty simple guy really."
What do you like?
"Cats. I. Love. Cats. I also like spaghetti. Lots of spaghetti. Coffee too. Sleeping is always nice as well. Oooh, and fighting. Training and fighting I guess I should say. I never back down from a good fight. Though sometimes that kinda seems like suicide, but you still gotta do it. I also like to swim. And run. Especially during the night. I also like the night, if you couldn't tell from that previous statement. And above all, my best friend, Selene. And that's about it."
What don't you like?
"Mushrooms. Can't stand them. And copious amounts of paperwork. I mean, I get it, it's needed to make the world go around, but come on! Sometimes you just have way too much, and it's unnecessary! Also assholes that want to fight unfairly. Can't stand them either. Other than that, there really isn't much that I don't like specifically."
Give a 3 to 5 paragraph biography:
"My life story huh? Well, I grew up in America. In Maryland to be specific. Pretty average life, well, as average as it can get when your father parents are partners and go off to hunt down souls on a regular basis. I didn't have any siblings, so when Ma and Pops needed to leave, they dropped me off with our neighbors. That's where I met my best friend, Selene. We'd pretty much grown up together. We'd finish each other's sentences, know how the other was feeling with just a look, always had each other's back. That kind of thing. We were, in essence, Yin and Yang. Two halves of a whole.
But things are never ALWAYS good, no matter how average your life is. I started to get into fights. And these fights were ones I DID pick, but I most definitely didn't start it. A bunch of kids were picking on Selene, and I could not and would not accept it. So I went to the ringleader of the group of dumbasses, and I punched him. Of course, it was just one of me and a whole bunch of them, and the moment I punched that ass I got jumped from all sides, but I fought back. And I won. Though, coming home with broken bones and bruised beyond recognition may not be considered a win to some, to me it was. Cause I had made those assholes run off with their tails between their legs. My parents were angry, and Selene was a mix of angry and worried. If given the chance, I would have done it a million times over.
I made enemies though. A squadron of fuckboys like that always have more fuckboys to back them up. And they did. I didn't notice it immediately, and I wish, I really really really wish I had. You see, at this point, a year had passed and I had promised to not get into anymore fights, or at least try not to face a whole gang of kids alone. Unfortunately, they fuckboys didn't get that memo and did something really stupid. They hurt Selene. What had happened was I needed to do something, that being buying some presents for my parents birthday, and Selene had went home alone. And the assholes noticed this. So they had the bright idea of 'hey, let's mug her and laugh at Jason about it'. And then they did just that. You would not believe the fury that sprung from me the moment I saw her with a bruise on her face. I hope no one sees that, cause I was murderous.
I went to the local groupie, and I broke his nose. Then his arm. Then his collarbone. Then I asked who took Selene's stuff. He was more than happy to answer that question. No, that wasn't torture, torture would be if I broke his fingers one by one. Not to say that didn't cross my mind of course. Anyway, I made my way to the 'central hub' of this gang. Did I mention that the group of boys I beat up decided to turn that group into an honest to god gang? I think I should feel proud about that. I'm getting off track here. I made it to douchebag central, and one twelve year old against a bunch of other twelve year olds? Yeah, I was gonna be hurting afterwards. But nonetheless, I walked right on in. Of course, the moment they saw me, they attacked. And I fought back. They got hurt, I got hurt. They fell to the ground in pain, I roared at them and continued to tear through their ranks. Eventually, I made it to their leader. I use that term loosely by the way. He was the oldest, fifteen years of age, and pretty embarrassed from how I 'a young punk' beat him up with 'a cheap shot'. I was more than happy to point out that he attacked a out of the blue. He got even more embarrassed. Anyway, by this point I was battered, bruised, broken, and tired. And he was fresh. On top of that, he pulled a knife on me. Long fight short, I broke his nose, both his arms, and at least three ribs. Yes, I did continuously kick him while he was down, no I am not a sadist by nature. I didn't get out of it unscathed though. I was stabbed at twice, luckily once was in the arm, and the other in the thigh, and I had countless cuts. That's on top how injured I was from all the previous fighting. But I had won. Somehow, I had won.
I had slowly, painfully walked back home with Selene's stuff over my shoulder. Unsurprisingly, my parents, Selene's parents, and Selene were waiting in my living room. And equally as unsurprising, they were horrified at my condition. And angry, god were they angry. But that was okay with me, because I had proved a point. Don't mess with the people I care about. My parents understood, but they were still upset beyond anything I've seen from them, which was understandable. Selene, well, she gave me the cold shoulder for an hour. Then she was screaming at me about being a dumbass. I accepted it all. In the end, she just thanked me and told me never again. I didn't promise that time. Afterwards, I had to stay in the hospital for a while, but it was still worth it. It was very soon afterwards that I had joined the DWMA. And that's about it for a life story."
How do you feel about the DWMA?
"It's fun! A bunch of interesting characters everywhere. The classes can be interesting, and going on missions is always an exciting experience. No, I'm not saying that just because I don't want to do paperwork. Shut up."
Why have you joined the DWMA? What motivates you?
"Why have I joined? Well, for a good fight of course! Hehe. Kidding, kidding. I joined because my best friend had told me to. She said that I had a chance to really make a difference in the world now, and she would hate me forever if I didn't take it. That got my ass into gear, can't have my best friend hating me forever, and now I help everyone I can, cause I just KNOW if I don't, she'll find out and tear me a new one. It's made me a half-way decent human being over the years, and I've grown to... Like... Helping people. Don't you DARE tell anyone I said that."
What are your goals while attending the DWMA?
"Become a 3-Star meister. Help out anyone I can. If given the chance, make a Death Scythe. Become the best user of Soul Force and Soul Menace. Fight and defeat a witch completely alone. That's about it really."
- Other
Personal Items:
"Well, I have the Yin half of me and Selene's Yin-Yang dual necklace. My mother's family ring. Pure black onyx. And my father's family ring. Ruby. They're supposed to give good luck, but I'm just happy with them adding a bit more hurt into my punches. My glasses that I never use. My contacts that I always use. There also my journal, which I also hardly use. I think that's about it for really personal items."
Other Important Facts:
"I smoke every once in a while. I mean, I'm still not legal to BUY them, but I won't say no to one. Bad habit I know, but how I started is a long story that I won't get into. I'm near sighted, hence the glasses and contacts. I'm a bit of an insomniac. Nothing too major. Gives me time to train. That's it pretty much."
DWMA STUDENT: JASON "PURPLE MENACE" ALEXANDER DANIELS
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