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"Great beyond the stars and light,
Darkness roam in ever sight.
Rocks and fire, matter alike,
With planets born and meteor strike.
Giver of life and snatcher of death,
Barren worlds or sustainable breath.
The colors were there, with hate or love,
To those that stare the stars above."
"Great beyond the stars and light,
Darkness roam in ever sight.
Rocks and fire, matter alike,
With planets born and meteor strike.
Giver of life and snatcher of death,
Barren worlds or sustainable breath.
The colors were there, with hate or love,
To those that stare the stars above."
It is six years after the events of the battle that had caused the whole world trouble. The Kishin Asura is defeated but in his wake he has left a world that course with the wrath that he had unleashed upon it. It is in this time that the DWMA and Death City have finished their repairs. Lord Death himself has overseen the repairs to his precious city and to his own soul. Those that had defeated the Kishin Asura have passed on into the legends of the academy but have also passed into the unknown. All communication with them has gone dark. The light in the world is going dark.
This madness wave has caused the awakening of the dark parts of the world. Those things that go bump in the night have been finally brought into the darkness. Their rise has given way to monstrosity's of nature that without being taken care of will without a doubt consume the world. It is in this darkest time that those at the academy rise up to take the new mantel of leadership.
The people that have made the DWMA rise are no longer present. As with those that had defeated the most pressing threat of their time. With the Kishin dead it is now in the time of reclamation. The DWMA has not had the resources to deal with the darkness spiraling dangerous out of control. It is with the final completion of the DWMA and the final completion of Death City that they can move out and take up the burden of restoring the world.
Even in this, humanities darkest hour. Light breaks through the perpetual dark clouds and casts even the tiniest particles of light down on the ground. In this little bastion of light it will begin. The reclamation force will stride out into the world and reclaim all that was once lost. It is in this world of darkness that they will make their names known. It is in this world of darkness that it will be no longer to Dark to Reach the light.
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The first day of the new semester of the DWMA's school year has just entered full swing. As usual for the DWMA a meeting is being held for those that have just recently arrived at the academy or for those who were not allowed to have a partner by Lord Deaths Decree. One of these individuals is Delynnaria Alimester... a girl who was barred from having a Meister until now. Things out in the world have reached a point where Lord Death himself must put things precious to the academy at risk.....
One Day Earlier-
Delynnaria stood in the center of the death room as she nervously played with her long white hair. Lord Death turned and looked at her. His old mask was gone and it was replaced with one that she had only scene in drawings. She stared up at him and she shook her head "I-I know what you said before... I need to do this.. I can handel myself!" She cried out to him. Lord Death got closer "You my dear, You are something unique that this academy has never had before. You are being hunted outside of these walls by your own kind. They will take you back to the reformed coven. They need your strength... You are a witch." He said without any joking tone in his voice.
Delynnaria lowered her head "I can handle myself.." She repeated then took a long breath "I can do this... I have been working... When its night I lower the Soul Protect that you had Medusa teach me while she was imprisoned here.. No one knows.. I can control myself." She said then finally looked up to look in straight in the face. Her green eyes seemed to glow with a fire that could not be put out by death itself. Lord Death shook his head "If you must... I have to give you my permission. Be warned.. After the events of the last six years.. Witch's are looked at with greater hate than ever before. You will be at risk.. but forever will you find protection within my city. You came to me as a child and I molded you to be a strong girl. Please.. be careful." He said slowly.
Delynnaria's face lit up and she smiled "Oh, Thank you!" She cried out loudly. Lord Death raised one of his massive hands. "Not so fast kiddo... Tomorrow is a meeting for new Meisters and Partners.. I know of the rumors that have been spread around about you. No doubt your popularity will only increase the moment people see you enter that room. Please.. do not get all fuzzy like you normally do when you get shut into closed spaces." Lord Death said before turning. "Go, Tomorrow I expect you there. I will be there myself." He said in a light hearten voice.
Delynnaria felt like she was about to explode but turned and left quickly from the Death Room. She ran into the Main hallway and looked around before sprinting down the hall and out the doors. She stopped at the steps and gazed out across the finished Death City. The city seemed much darker then she remembered. It was walls were stronger and it was evident that the attack of Asura had left its impact on the city. But to her.. it was still home...
The Next Day-The Party
The next day Delynnaria woke early and quickly took a shower. She got out and made her white hair up nice before putting on black jeans and a silk purple shirt. She took a look at herself in the mirror and smiled. She turned and quickly began out of her dorm room and up the main street to the stairs of the academy. She sprinted up them and burst through the front door. People waved at her as she went and when she reached the junction in the main hall she turned and went into the Ball/Dining room of the academy.
When she entered she was immediately met by Lord Death who nodded ever so slightly to her. She nodded back and wrote her name down on a clip board at the entrance. She walked out and began to see what people were within. The room was filled and she immediately seemed to be attracting attention. She blinked then gazed back at Lord Death who she could in her mind hear him laughing ever so slightly.
The groups around her seemed to be swarming her with questions. It was no secret that she wasn't allowed to be paired with anyone but he sudden appearance combined with the fact that Lord Death not telling her to leave made people begin to wonder. "Delynnaria! Are you finally allowed to take a partner!" One of them cried out. Delynnaria nodded slowly "Uhm... Uh... Yeah.." She mumbled as she began to slowly begin to feel claustrophobic.
Name: Delynnaria Alimester
Age: 17
Nickname: Lynn
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Weapon or Meister: Soul predominantly witch (90%) but with strong Weapon Abilities.
Personality: Delynnaria is a observant person. She loves to find out how things work and always finds herself in trouble from doing so. She is compassionate and loving to all those around her but in any type of competition she seems to change and turn into a ruthless fighter. She suffers from mood swings and a form of Depression. Hard to keep still due to ADHD
Due to her predominantly witch soul she reacts to the Madness levels in the world faster than others. How this effects her is very random. She may start crying or lash out suddenly with a new found power of hers. If she is pushed and pushed she is likely in crack and snap on someone or something. To some it may seem like a lapse of mania but to those who know who she is they know it is because of the Madness waves.
Appearence:
Weapon form:
History: (To Explain why..)
Delynnaria was born a hybrid to a Weapon father and a witch mother. She grew up with her mother and father for four years before an event occurred within the family. Her father fled from her mother with her.....
13 Years ago...
Steinman stood outside the gate of Death city and waited patiently for the contact to arrive. He looked out into the distance and sighed 'So much for this...' he said and was about to turn to go back into the city. Far in the distance the cry of a child echoed across the expanse. Steinman turned suddenly and narrowed his eyes. The form of a staggering man in the distance could be seen carrying a young child. The man put the child down before falling to his knees in the sand. Steinman yelled out "Alexander!" as he began to run the distance between them.
When Steinman reached Alexander it was evident that he had been through a fight of some sort. His body was cut up and he had dried blood covering many of the cuts not bleeding. The young girl next to him seemed unaware of what was going on as she balled her eyes out. Steinman looked at the child and felt the disturbance within the girls soul. He could see she was far from normal and that her soul was different from any he had seen yet. Alexander looked up at him as he labored to breath "Take her.. Keep her from her mother... Adraste will have the witch's looking for her! She used me as a god damned experiment! Shes crazy, but brilliant.... Please.. hide Delynnaria.. Death will understand.." he trailed off with his last breaths as he accomplished his final task. Delynnaria clung to her fathers side as she cried as if sensing what was happening to her father.
Steinman stared at the Limp form of Alexander before taking a deep breath 'So... This is her..' He thought to himself as he took out a radio. "Alexander was the contact.. Death would want to see this.." He said into the radio as the girl ran over and clung to his Leg. He knelt down and looked into the little girls eyes. Her eyes were a Emerald green but he felt a cold radiating from her. "Alexander is dead.. Get a team out here to collect his body.." He said before picking the child up and heading back into the city.
Steinman quickly made his way to the death room and walked into the large empty expanse of the room. During the trip to the academy itself Delynnaria had fallen asleep in Steinman's arms. Death could be seen standing in the center in front of his large mirror. Sensing the two souls enter he turned but not because they were there but because child's soul "So... Its been done hasn't it.." Death said suddenly. Steinman nodded "Alexander confirmed it before he passed.. Her name is Delynnaria and.. Sir.. Shes a witch." He said to Death. Death nodded "She is a weapon and a witch Stein... No doubt.". Stein nodded slowly "He said the witch Adraste is looking for her.. And that the other witch's will be looking as well..". Death turned and looked into his large mirror "If that is so.. she will be kept here at the academy... Her soul is different but no one will understand until the day comes that she realizes who she truly is. She is a weapon and will be treated like one... Fairly like all the others." He said and steinman nodded before leaving with the child. Lord death called out "No one will know of this.."
Habits: Playing with her hair, Tapping her feet, Humming music, Looking around aimlessly,
Animal taken after: Snow Leopard.
Skills: Very Methodical, Strategic, Plays the guitar, Humorous and a very good singer. Can use soul projection to force her Soul wavelength on others. (Due to her having a 90% witch soul it pushes a pulse of her souls natural madness wave into them.)
Likes: Music, The Company of others, Feeling wanted, The Cold, Winter Time, Trying new things, Being complimented, Cats, Singing, People and Cooking.
Dislikes: The Summer, The Heat, Being Rejected, Being Alone, Being Confined, Being Insulted and Dogs.
Age: 17
Nickname: Lynn
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Weapon or Meister: Soul predominantly witch (90%) but with strong Weapon Abilities.
Personality: Delynnaria is a observant person. She loves to find out how things work and always finds herself in trouble from doing so. She is compassionate and loving to all those around her but in any type of competition she seems to change and turn into a ruthless fighter. She suffers from mood swings and a form of Depression. Hard to keep still due to ADHD
Due to her predominantly witch soul she reacts to the Madness levels in the world faster than others. How this effects her is very random. She may start crying or lash out suddenly with a new found power of hers. If she is pushed and pushed she is likely in crack and snap on someone or something. To some it may seem like a lapse of mania but to those who know who she is they know it is because of the Madness waves.
Appearence:
Weapon form:
History: (To Explain why..)
Delynnaria was born a hybrid to a Weapon father and a witch mother. She grew up with her mother and father for four years before an event occurred within the family. Her father fled from her mother with her.....
13 Years ago...
Steinman stood outside the gate of Death city and waited patiently for the contact to arrive. He looked out into the distance and sighed 'So much for this...' he said and was about to turn to go back into the city. Far in the distance the cry of a child echoed across the expanse. Steinman turned suddenly and narrowed his eyes. The form of a staggering man in the distance could be seen carrying a young child. The man put the child down before falling to his knees in the sand. Steinman yelled out "Alexander!" as he began to run the distance between them.
When Steinman reached Alexander it was evident that he had been through a fight of some sort. His body was cut up and he had dried blood covering many of the cuts not bleeding. The young girl next to him seemed unaware of what was going on as she balled her eyes out. Steinman looked at the child and felt the disturbance within the girls soul. He could see she was far from normal and that her soul was different from any he had seen yet. Alexander looked up at him as he labored to breath "Take her.. Keep her from her mother... Adraste will have the witch's looking for her! She used me as a god damned experiment! Shes crazy, but brilliant.... Please.. hide Delynnaria.. Death will understand.." he trailed off with his last breaths as he accomplished his final task. Delynnaria clung to her fathers side as she cried as if sensing what was happening to her father.
Steinman stared at the Limp form of Alexander before taking a deep breath 'So... This is her..' He thought to himself as he took out a radio. "Alexander was the contact.. Death would want to see this.." He said into the radio as the girl ran over and clung to his Leg. He knelt down and looked into the little girls eyes. Her eyes were a Emerald green but he felt a cold radiating from her. "Alexander is dead.. Get a team out here to collect his body.." He said before picking the child up and heading back into the city.
Steinman quickly made his way to the death room and walked into the large empty expanse of the room. During the trip to the academy itself Delynnaria had fallen asleep in Steinman's arms. Death could be seen standing in the center in front of his large mirror. Sensing the two souls enter he turned but not because they were there but because child's soul "So... Its been done hasn't it.." Death said suddenly. Steinman nodded "Alexander confirmed it before he passed.. Her name is Delynnaria and.. Sir.. Shes a witch." He said to Death. Death nodded "She is a weapon and a witch Stein... No doubt.". Stein nodded slowly "He said the witch Adraste is looking for her.. And that the other witch's will be looking as well..". Death turned and looked into his large mirror "If that is so.. she will be kept here at the academy... Her soul is different but no one will understand until the day comes that she realizes who she truly is. She is a weapon and will be treated like one... Fairly like all the others." He said and steinman nodded before leaving with the child. Lord death called out "No one will know of this.."
Habits: Playing with her hair, Tapping her feet, Humming music, Looking around aimlessly,
Animal taken after: Snow Leopard.
Skills: Very Methodical, Strategic, Plays the guitar, Humorous and a very good singer. Can use soul projection to force her Soul wavelength on others. (Due to her having a 90% witch soul it pushes a pulse of her souls natural madness wave into them.)
Likes: Music, The Company of others, Feeling wanted, The Cold, Winter Time, Trying new things, Being complimented, Cats, Singing, People and Cooking.
Dislikes: The Summer, The Heat, Being Rejected, Being Alone, Being Confined, Being Insulted and Dogs.
Name: Joshua Mortain
Age: 18
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Appearance:
Weapon/Meister: Weapon
Weapon Form: Large Greatsword
Personality: Kind, helpful and always supportive of his friends and future meister
Talents: art, cooking and a quick reader and learning musician in his own time.
Likes: reading, drawing, listening to music, supporting and helping when needed. Josh was never the one to break rules or make his own unless needed.
Dislikes: seeing others hurt, discrimination, general trouble making. Seeing rules broken as well as disobeyed will be quite the tick to Josh and will intervene when needed.
Bio: As a resident of death City, Josh had heard and was at the Center as he witnessed many of the events of the battles that took place those years ago but without a meister he could t do much to protect the people besides helping them to safety.When the battle had finished and the evil dispersed he continued a regular life in death city as a well as reading more to broaden his future skills. As the news hit, Josh was one of the first to hear the DWMA was accepting new meisters and weapons once more. He decided enough was enough and enrolled with post haste. He had stood on the sidelines for far too long, now he could put himself to good use as a weapon. With the recent awakening of new evil and witches, Josh sees this as his best and only option to help fight and protect the innocenct in death City. There he hopes to find a partner, test himself and his partner and lend his part in the fight and take on whatever comes his way protecting others even if it means sacrificing his own life to save another innocent soul in the world. "With a world like this we need to do our part to protect the innocent and bring those who have strayed from the path of humanity into the light.
Age: 18
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Appearance:
Weapon/Meister: Weapon
Weapon Form: Large Greatsword
Personality: Kind, helpful and always supportive of his friends and future meister
Talents: art, cooking and a quick reader and learning musician in his own time.
Likes: reading, drawing, listening to music, supporting and helping when needed. Josh was never the one to break rules or make his own unless needed.
Dislikes: seeing others hurt, discrimination, general trouble making. Seeing rules broken as well as disobeyed will be quite the tick to Josh and will intervene when needed.
Bio: As a resident of death City, Josh had heard and was at the Center as he witnessed many of the events of the battles that took place those years ago but without a meister he could t do much to protect the people besides helping them to safety.When the battle had finished and the evil dispersed he continued a regular life in death city as a well as reading more to broaden his future skills. As the news hit, Josh was one of the first to hear the DWMA was accepting new meisters and weapons once more. He decided enough was enough and enrolled with post haste. He had stood on the sidelines for far too long, now he could put himself to good use as a weapon. With the recent awakening of new evil and witches, Josh sees this as his best and only option to help fight and protect the innocenct in death City. There he hopes to find a partner, test himself and his partner and lend his part in the fight and take on whatever comes his way protecting others even if it means sacrificing his own life to save another innocent soul in the world. "With a world like this we need to do our part to protect the innocent and bring those who have strayed from the path of humanity into the light.
Name: Jason Miles
Age: 17
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Appearance:
Weapon/Meister: weapon
Weapon Form:
Personality: Jason is a loyal and strong willed individual whose sense of right and wrong is almost as strong as the loyalty he has to his friends. He's calm and collected but if you mess with one of his friends things will get deadly.
Talents: quick thinker, can take a leadership role, works well under pressure.
Likes: reading, peace, quiet, spending time with friends, having fun, and learning at DWMA
Dislikes: evil, those who hurt others, those who look down on others, those who hurt his friends, people who can't get serious when they need to
Bio: Jason had been traveling the world with his parents when the kishin Asura had reawakened. So he hadn't known of the events that happened until he returned home. When he came home to find so many of his friends and family dead and his home destroyed he became determined to become a weapon worthy of death one day so he could help cleanse the world of evil so his friends and family could live in peace.
Age: 17
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Appearance:
Weapon Form:
Talents: quick thinker, can take a leadership role, works well under pressure.
Likes: reading, peace, quiet, spending time with friends, having fun, and learning at DWMA
Dislikes: evil, those who hurt others, those who look down on others, those who hurt his friends, people who can't get serious when they need to
Bio: Jason had been traveling the world with his parents when the kishin Asura had reawakened. So he hadn't known of the events that happened until he returned home. When he came home to find so many of his friends and family dead and his home destroyed he became determined to become a weapon worthy of death one day so he could help cleanse the world of evil so his friends and family could live in peace.
Name: Rock Star (Rockelle*White)
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: (My Art.)
Weapon/Meister: Meister
Personality: Rockelle* is extremely outgoing and hardworking. She's always trying to better herself and be someone she can be proud of. She cares deeply for her friends and hates for them to be hurt. Despite her bad temper she always tries be nice to everyone, though sometimes she can go overboard.
Talents: Kick boxing.
Likes: Fighting. Eating. Watching television. Playing video games.
Dislikes: Baths. Vegetables. Homework. People hurting her friends.
Bio: Since the destruction of the Star clan long ago, many of the few survivors were scattered but Rockelle was lucky enough to grow up in the same dojo as Akane*Hoshi and learn the fighting technique of the Star Clan. When the Kishin attacked and the madness started spreading she left home to find her fellow clan mate, Akane and then enrolled in the school to keep the madness at bay. Despite finding another of the Star clan member by the name of Black Star, who gave her her nick name, and being compared to him her only desire is to defeat the madness.
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: (My Art.)
Weapon/Meister: Meister
Personality: Rockelle* is extremely outgoing and hardworking. She's always trying to better herself and be someone she can be proud of. She cares deeply for her friends and hates for them to be hurt. Despite her bad temper she always tries be nice to everyone, though sometimes she can go overboard.
Talents: Kick boxing.
Likes: Fighting. Eating. Watching television. Playing video games.
Dislikes: Baths. Vegetables. Homework. People hurting her friends.
Bio: Since the destruction of the Star clan long ago, many of the few survivors were scattered but Rockelle was lucky enough to grow up in the same dojo as Akane*Hoshi and learn the fighting technique of the Star Clan. When the Kishin attacked and the madness started spreading she left home to find her fellow clan mate, Akane and then enrolled in the school to keep the madness at bay. Despite finding another of the Star clan member by the name of Black Star, who gave her her nick name, and being compared to him her only desire is to defeat the madness.
Name: Kiari Cross
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexuality: BI
Weapon/Meister: Meister
Weapon Form: 2 Pistols Has to be unconscious to active. Hasnt unlocked the ability to transform yet.
Personality: Kiari can be a bit rebellious and stubborn, especially when she sets her mind on something. Though shes naturally quiet and shy, she'll speak when spoken to, but not often does she voice her opinion unless she feels strongly enough about it. Shes kind and strong, always willing to help other. She tends to be protective of those she cares for so when their threatened her natural calm demeanor changes to a fiery hellion willing to do nearly anything to protect them.
Talents:
Expert Swordsmen
Expert Duelist (2 weapons at a time)
Singing
Stealth
Speed/Agility
Likes:
Music/Singing
Training
Helping others
Animals
Lord Death
Dislikes:
Bullies
Judgmental People
Bugs
Being put in the spotlight
Bio: Kiari is the daughter of a Meister and a Weapon, similar to Maka but instead of only transforming parts of her body into a weapon she can completely transform into one. But only when unconscious, she has yet to unlock this ability though. During the battle between DWMA and the Kishin Asura and his forces. Kiari's parents kept her hidden from the madness and fighting by sending her away from Death City. But they stayed behind and ended up dieing in the line of duty.
Now Kiari has returned to Death City. Determined to become strong, strong enough to never have to feel the pain of losing someone she loves again, she enrolls in DWMA as a Meister. Already having been trained somewhat by her parents she has exceptional skill with weapons, especially swords.
Name: Lex Ragnarok
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Weapon/Meister: Meister
Weapon Form: N/A
Personality: Quiet, perceptive, stubborn, strong, smart, fearless, unpredictable, reliable, protective.
Talents:
Playing the Violin
Expert in multiple Weaponry
Master in Mixed Martial Arts
Animal Whisperer
Hawk Eye
Likes:
Music
Animals
DWMA
Training
Sweets
Dislikes:
Witches
Madness/Evil
Jerks/Bullies
Being useless
Failing to protect a comrade/innocent
Bio: Cousin to Soul, the legendary scythe weapon wielded by Maka, Lex's family has always had....High expectations for him. From the age of 8 Lex was put through rigorous training to become a Meister and surpass his cousin Soul so their family could be on top. Lex didnt mind the training so much as the way his parents, his dad a Meister himself, acted. He didnt care if he was "on top" or anything, he just wanted to be strong. From a young age Lex showed considerable skill with weaponry, developing a talent for hand-to-hand combat as well.
When Lex was 12 his dad went on a mission to investigate rumors of a Witch causing trouble nearby. His dad never came back, a few days later they found his lifeless body in an ally in the town he was suppose to investigate, there was signs of Witchcraft used on him. Lex has despised Witches ever since, thinking all of them were evil. He entered DWMA a year ago at the persistent urging of his mother, though he didnt need to be pushed, he was more than eager to show his strength and become even stronger. But his wavelength was too intense, too....Feral as they called it, for any of the weapons that year. Making him have to wait another year before he could try again for DWMA.
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