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 Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 7:28 pm
Jutaku Korine
-Weapon -
-Partner - None at the moment
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Walking into the cafeteria, Jutaku noticed how so many people were just going around and talking, not really many were eating any of the food that lay on the tables. Jutaku quickly used this to his advantage, with no lines, he walked over to the first table and grabbed a plate. Walking through looking for food that he liked for this time of day. He grabbed a bunch fried potatoes, fried eggs, and hash browns. With is plate full, Jutaku walked to an empty table, as he walked, he scanned the crowd, trying to see how many weapons and meisters there were. With one final look around, Jutaku sat down, and began eating while scanning the crowd of people to see if anyone stood out.
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Word count: 125
Total Word Count: 259
Points Gained: 1
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 7:30 pm
[ No one deserves to be lonely... ]  Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn was a bit embarassed when he shouted out in joy. She listened carefully while he spoke, but then he mentioned that the two of them should get to know eachother. She decided to leave out the more personal parts in her life, then spoke. "Let's see... I came from Manila. Philippines to be exact! And... I have two older sibling with a mom whose cooking pretty much sucks... dad does the cooking though." She tells him truthfully. Her family was a bit wierd, but she love them anyways. Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 89 Tᴏᴛᴀʟ Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1438 Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: Galland Ryuusai Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ Fᴏʀᴍ: Two-handed Sword[ ...Even if they are an enemy. ]
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 8:35 pm
Azzurro Inferni  ★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota nodded to Kohana, then heard her mention that her mother was a sword meister. In a way a chainsaw was a sword... but in another way, it entirely wasn't a sword... "You could say I'm a sword... " he stood up at the table "Here let me show you" he said this as he put his arm out and then put his hand in his pocket. He gripped something then tanked, a cord came ou of his pocket and the sound of an engine revving started, his arm began to materialize and it turned into a Chainsaws blade area, the sound was loud but then it quieted. People looked at him and wanted to punch him, he was so destructive, and the fact he was a chainsaw weapon was just making it worse. But Giota didn't care, he knew he could beat them all up of they tried anything... "I'm a Chainsaw Weapon."
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Kohana got a smile across her face and looked Giota right in the face " May I be your Meister? " She was excited that she would have a weapon, it was like her mothers but only...well...a chainsaw. She wanted to show that she was sincere about her offer to be his meister, she touched his hand and placed it over her hand and soon there heartbeats started to sync " It say your my weapon. " She could feel her soul start to well up inside of her as she looked at her new possible weapon.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 9:28 pm
 The world has no limitations on strength but..
**********************************************************Galland laughed at Autumn's description of her family. "How interesting..." Galland sat next to her, "Well we got that out the way..." He looked at her putting a smile on his face "Anything you wanna do?" Galland didn't want to be selfish already, he wanted to make a good impression on her. So to do this he would do anything she wanted. ***********************************************************
The way to true strength...
Might go through madness...
Word Count: 62
Level Word Count:522
Total Word Count: 522
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 10:14 pm
[ No one deserves to be lonely... ] Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn felt a bit embrassed, due to the fact that what she had just said seemed a bit odd. Hearing Galland ask what she would like to do, Autumn thought for a moment, trying to decide. She wasn't sure if the two of them could leave the school and do something. Lord Death hadn't said anything about that, so that is a no go. She was quickly running out of options, but then realised somthing. She hadn't had a chance to look around the school. Maybe she could do that. Galland was probably new too, so she hoped that he would agree. "Huh... I hadn't had a chance to look around the school yet... how about we go look around?" She offered to him, thinking about her decision once more. It seemed like a good ide to her, so it didn't seem too bad either. Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 145 Tᴏᴛᴀʟ Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1583 Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: Galland Ryuusai Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ Fᴏʀᴍ: Two-handed Sword[ ...Even if they are an enemy. ]
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:30 am
 ɣuji ✩ ʑanzaki Ϩtar ✩ 2.0 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
↪ Finally hearing the voice of Val, Yuji came back down to earth. Or what was know as his mind, but the only thing that echoed in head was Val saying for him to be in the right mind frame. That wasn't exactly how she said, but this was from his perspective of thought. This sentence just replayed in his head like a song phrase that's catchy and unforgettable. It felt as if it was bouncing around like a child on those balls that you sit on. Crashing from side to side in the hectic place called his brain, and soul. It had become the main sight of his thought, He had stopped moving all together. His mind had seemed to go blank just for a minute until that phrase popped into mind again. Yuji had felt different ever since he first appeared in this city, and the academy. Soon, all the sounds he was hearing just seemed to disappear, as if he had just become deaf. quickly looking around he couldn't hear from any direction, surprised and dumbfounded his widened. To the point where they looked like they were about to be stuck in that position. Yuji couldn't grasp onto reality anymore, at-least not right now. Grabbing his head he clenched it, closing his eyes and shaking it side to side. Val probably thought he was crazy by now, hell he even thought he was going crazy right now. It was as if he was going......insane. Opening his eyes again he just saw Val's lips moving slowly and no words came out. Getting more and more lost from reality is what he was. Maybe he needed a lonely and quiet little place, like when he was back at home. Maybe he just needed to escape from all these people for a while and the attention they brought...Just escape. Turning around he dashed at the door, just trying to run away from all this, but only for the moment. Before he reached the door he turned around and looked at Val, you could tell he was sending a distress call but it would be okay if she didn't pick it up. Not that much people even got him..to talk but she was the first. Hopefully she would get it, turning back around Yuji bursted outwards of the door running off to who knows where as long as it was lonely and quiet. ↩
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"To surpass a godly level was a goal accomplished by only one."
"I can only hope to one day be compared to his greatness"
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Partner:Valentine Kyrie
Total points on hand:8
Total Points earned: 35
Word Count This Post:402
Word Amount now:866
Total Word Count:5565
Points Gained This Post:4
OOC:Sorry Bassoon Im zoned out right now lol. :L
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 11:42 am
 ____________________Hamilia "Hammie" Porkins
"Oh.my..Goodness!~" Hamilia squealed the moment she entered. Her hands were pressed against her blushing cheeks and her fingers to her starry eyes. Many girls her age dreamed of the perfect romance. Hamilia, she dreamed of, fantasized, ogled over the perfect course. Her eyes did not look past the gazes of curious bystanders but rather they looked intently on the feast. The 'feast'. The food. The meat! So many on other tables and yet not in her hungry stomach. Through instant joy, her fist pumped into the air before grabbing at least three different plates. Suddenly, she felt relieved that she skipped breakfast. When it came to food, Hamilia's attentive personality was often distracted without prior restraint. It didn't take long for her to scout an empty table before sitting in it. At this point, she no longer cared about pairing up or about finding a campus crush. All her worries dissolved into the substituted memories of her succulent course. Her teeth certainly didn't mind being griddled with grease-juice nor did she mind picking her comical cuspids with the edges of her fork. Not that it mattered anyway since she did pick a secluded table, facing a wall than sitting in front of it.
Not long after she wanted thirds, she rose from her table and walked back towards the main array of food. She did have a strong hankering for teriyaki if they had any perhaps some buttered pho noodles should she dream of carbs. She was also subconsciously aware that her lips were still suckling on the last crab claw. When she arrived, there were naturally others prowling around for their favorites. Hamilia was patient, she would simply wait. When there was an opening for slabs of steak, she approached with her jolly demeanor. Until..a rival appeared.
Tch." A guy of an average build, within her same age group, but towered over her with the same hungry eyes she possessed at the moment. A split second later, forks grinded in stiff motion over the tender slab of steak. Lucky for it's durability, it didn't rip all over the table. The boy's wrist trembled over his fork's dominance and over the trophy meat while Hamilia's stood perfectly still. Hamilia did not look it, but her confidence was in her strength while lacking the legs to run like most would in a situation such as this.
Fortunately, her fork was already halfway down to cracking the plate the battle was on, much displaying her capable strength. Then both saw eye to eye. His venemous glare shooting from behind his glasses, Hamilia's curtly winking. She toyed with his competitive urge while still nibbling on her crab claw. Soon enough, her jaws cracked it's shell and maliciously tore crab-flesh apart with the ends of her teeth. The girl then raised her other hand to cover her lips in a lady-like gesture. Beat it.
To the boy, she was something like a monster. Taunting him even more with an innocent expression. Clink! Losing the meat was no longer the priority here since the china below it had already cracked into pieces. The steak was beginning to stretch and tear at the ends. It was only a matter of time until a mess would appear.
Instinctively, Hamilia released her bent fork, causing the the meat to fling onto the boy's hoodie with the right timing. She was no longer interested into fighting over it. The meat had gone cold. Her eyes then flashed a venomous shade quite unlike her wall-flower appearance. She then smirked, lips parting from it's fleshy hinges at the new arrival of newly cooked steak. Naturally, she left to her table while the boy swore at the stains she caused him.
It was until she finished eating her final dish that she noticed how that boy was a Meister with his tag stained from the sauce of the steak. She sighed, disappointed that she let him slip. He wasn't all that bad looking and he had a good figure though she was unsure of his personality. However, there was one thing about him that appealed to her, his spark of food. She loves a man with an appetite. Her fork now prodded around her dish while heavily in thought. So much in depth, she didn't notice the abrupt sounds of bursting doors. So even food couldn't take her mind off of the prospects of finding a decent partner.
Hamilia looked around her. Females, Males, all different shapes and sizes. She wondered if any one of them had the right characteristics for her. Eventually, her eyes stopped at a rather burly looking guy. He looked fairly young, quite muscular but rigid with his scary expression. She looked even carefully. He had piercings nearly everywhere and his arms bared his muscular tone. She noticed how there was something quite unique about him. She snorted before looking up at the ceiling still playing with what was left of her dish. Perhaps..
Total Points: 12
Current Rank: Newbie
Word Count This Post: 837
Total Word Count: 472 + 837 = 1309
Points Gained This Post: 8
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:12 pm
Suddenly Gazille stood up and walked over to the Cafeteria line.
"I guess I'll get some food."
He towered over most of the others as he looked down on them with a cold gaze. He then put his fist into one hand cracking his knuckles very loudly before doing the other hand the same way. For some reason or another the line suddenly opened up as the others began backing away very frantically while others just straight up ran out the door scared stiff. Gazille didn't say a word but only grabbed a plate and filled it with food. He then came back and sat down in the same spot as he was before setting his plate down at looking at it with his sharp canine teeth showing in hunger. His plate was filled with nothing but pure meat as it was stacked several feet high. Gazille just began tearing into it not even using a fork. He bit into each piece of meat tearing it from the bone in one bite. His jaws were so strong they even cracked the bone of the meat tearing the bone from the bone itself. It only lasted for a few minutes but when it was all over his plate was bare with only a few shards of bone sitting on the plate.
WC: 220
TWC: 882
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:17 pm
★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota was a bit surprised that she wasn't afraid of him, instead she asked him to be her weapon? Giota felt the sync happen between them and he felt a spark and his arm changed back to normal. He smiled at Kohana "Yeah..." he said as he took her hand and shook it "I think this'll be a good school" he said with a smile.
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((Short post Dx))
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:02 pm
____________________Hamilia "Hammie" Porkins From afar, distinct whispers flooded her ears at the silence of her own meals. From where large groups of people were gathered, soon were dispersed into odd irregular lines. She then deduced the reason as it led to one person alone. He towered over them with the same familiar scene she had displayed. Instead, his was far more interesting. Rather than one, he had one whole tower of dishes with the confidence of dealing with them all. A quick pace led her to his table. What compelled her to even come was to see if he could actually do it. Eat everything he had that is.
"Stupendous.." Hamilia whispered whilst she was leaning over the table the gluttonous male sat in. Her eyes intently observing with interest with every motion that followed without his use of silverware. Hamilia also took the time to inspect his features. He was somewhat brawny with his obvious arms. His jaws however made her flush with every grinding movement. Although his eyes were pretty fierce looking, well, marking the rest of his entire physique. Even so, she continued to see him through until the end. And by the end, she then exclaimed; "All down to the bones..barely any left!" It would have been rude to expect him to talk while he was eating, she would have expected the same if it was her. Her eyes glinted with admiration while her peripherals took in as much detail as possible. Noting his tag; Meister, she then took her seat across from him. Her elbows were placed on the table, her chin rested ontop of her joined hands.
A peculiar smile grew wider at the ends of her lips and her eyes remained calm. "I'm surprised you didn't turn green and keel over." From the looks of it, she assumed he was a no-nonsense type of person. Any wrong word she could say that will cross him, it's over. Hamilia would admit that he was kinda scary but the more she looked at him, carving that scene of him eating in her memory, made it more easier to look at him with a genuine smile.
"So you're a Meister? That means you're also a student. So am I. Except I'm a weapon. How do you do..er.. " She nervously grinned, expecting him to fill in the rest.Total Points: 12 + 3 = 15
Current Rank: Newbie
Word Count This Post: 398
Total Word Count: 1309 + 398
Points Gained This Post: 3
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:03 pm
 "Never give your reasons,
for your judgement will probably be right,"
__________________________________________ Something was wrong with Yuji. Not to be Captain Obvious or anything, of course. But most of the time it doesn't even take someone with a super intuitive brain to tell that there is something wrong with someone when they sprint out of a room without saying anything. The only question was, what? Could it be that he was overstimulated by everything going on? No, that seemed really lame. There was something bigger at play here, and it was Val's duty as a good partner to find out what. After all, if one of them was mentally compromised, then it might end in both of their deaths. Though Val was by no means very intuitive (in other words, she didn't notice that he was silently pleading for help) she knew that it would be best for her to follow him. At the same time, who knew whether he just wanted to be alone or anything of the sort. Oh how difficult it was to try and be a good friend, good partner, and a good person, these days... If only she was back home where she didn't have to deal with drama. But at the same time, being away was a welcome change. Now, she could finally make her own decisions...
Now was not the time to be getting side-tracked, Val figured. But what to do... Silently, walked over to the table and picked up her bag. While she slung it over her shoulder, she decided it would be best to give him a minute. Thus, she sat down at the table and began to muse over the day's events. In a nutshell, she had spent hours coming here in a plane, half-starved to death, rejected one guy, ate, accepted another guy, and now had that same guy randomly run out for no apparent reason. More had happened in less than 24 hours than in all of Val's Middle School career. This thought made Val smile slightly. It was good to get some time to herself, but Val knew that it would be wisest to go and find her partner. In an automatic gesture, Val flipped over her wrist to check the time. However, upon checking her wrist, she discovered that there was no watch. For a moment, she ran through her packing up at home. As she was reaching for her watch, her father came in and got all teary and distracting, with her mother not far behind. Shoot! Val figured that she must have forgotten her watch in all of the chaos. But that didn't matter much... Maybe this was a symbol of leaving home? After all she had had that watch since she was a kid, or earlier.
There was no clock nearby either. Val simply estimated that it had been about five minutes since Yuji had dashed out. Did he need more time? Probably, and so Val waited a moment more. In this time, she pulled out a chapter of manga which she had already read and flipped through the papers absentmindedly. Honestly, her partner's exit had successfully heightened her nerves, and now she was just delaying because she had no idea how to behave in this situation. While Val may try and be kind and reach out to others, the fact is that she has never really held a close relationship with anyone. There was her guild in World of Warcraft or the people she hung out with at school, but they didn't know jack about her, and she didn't really know anything about her. Was this a character flaw? Maybe. But this was such a minor detail that it practically wasn't worth mentioning. Still... Whatever. That didn't matter much, and Val dismissed this realization. Once again, she tried to check her watch only to see that it wasn't there. "Ach!" she groaned slightly before estimating that another five minutes had passed. It would probably be best to go see him, now that he had a few minutes to regain himself. With that, Val put her manga chapter away and stood up before running out the door after him. __________________________________________
but your reasons
almost certainly will be wrong."
~Lord Mansfield Word Count: 684
Level Word Count: 2244
Total Word Count: 6243
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:18 pm
Jutaku Korine
-Weapon -
-Partner - None at the moment
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Jutaku finished his plate, as he picked it up and started to go back for seconds, he noticed a girl and guy pretty much fighting over steak. He laughed slightly on the inside while not cracking a smile. Walking back into line, he noticed another guy eating about five pounds of meat with no fork. Just the thought of someone using an animalistic eating style disgusted him.
Jutaku kept walking through the line, picking up another full plate, this time of chicken, sirloin, and more potatoes. He just loved potatoes for some reason. Walking back to this table, he noticed the girl who was fighting with the boy earlier looking over at the guy that was eating like an animal, "Tsk what is this world coming to," he said quietly to himself seeing a look of attractiveness on the girl's face.
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Word count 141
Total Word Count: 400
Points Gained: 1
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:30 pm
Gazille only glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. She was a small girl and she had a good bit of energy about her. She was also a bit forward, a trait that he himself didn't particularly care for, but she seemed interested in him which not many people were so he tried his bes not to scare her off. He would need a partner if he was to get anywhere in this place. He turned and and faced her properly trying his best to achieve a calmer and more passive disposition.
"Gazille. My name. Gazille Metalicana."
He wasn't used to talking to people especially a girl who was so much smaller than he was. While he was eating, he did notice that she was interested in the bit of food that he had picked up and eaten several minutes ago. That amount of food was usually enough to barely satisfy himself but since he had eaten earlier that day he wasn't all that hungry.
"And yeah. I'm a Meister."
He looked at her thinking that she didn't look like much but in his years of experience he learned never to judge someone by appearances. He himself didn't like to be thought of that way so he didn't think that way of others and hearing that she was a weapon he decided to play nice.
WC: 227
TWC: 1109
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 2:09 pm
____________________Hamilia "Hammie" Porkins
Hamilia expected a lot of different reactions compared to the one he just gave. This one was a little disappointing. But it did brighten up her impression of him. He seemed very mature. Enough to overlook her mingling joke. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wanted to test something from him. For all intensive purposes, it was to get to know him a little before making her decision. A stubborn one at that. It ought to be the weapon that chooses their wielder.
Heh? His sisters name? Her mind suddenly blanked at the sound of his name. He added that it was HIS name right after he said it. A comical array of spores clouded her eyes from thinking and her cheeks formed peachy pink patches. She said nothing and quickly averted his gaze by facing the floor to her right side. Her lips were pressed against her trembling knuckles while the other was firmly gripping her jacket from under the table. One of her eyes were twitching from under her sheltering dark bangs. After what a few seconds felt like a century of mental laughing, she then faced him with the most still and lax expression she could create.
"...Gazille. Metalicana. What an..interesting name. Not very common but very unique." She said in a misty tone while her eyes still then looked away from his. To be honest, he didn't exactly fit the image of a fleeting 'Gazelle' hence why her mind was hazed up at the moment. Regardless, it did sound cool. She had this premonition that if he found out, her neck might be in danger of being wrung. Naturally since he gave out his subtle greeting, she was obligated to continue. Though Hamilia herself was still recovering her composure.
"Ha-ha..hah- Ha-m.....Ehem! Sorry, just a cough running up my system. My name is Hamilia. Hamilia Porkins. Charmed." Pfufuhah! Really, I am! Her mind shook with so much ticklish glee in stark contrast of her serious expression at the moment. Naturally, it was safely secured within her mindful sanction. "So, Gazille." She said this time without trembling and now eying him in all seriousness. "What sort of Meister are you? For example, a scythe-Meister? Knife-Meister? Spear-Meister? Any sort of weapon in Particular that fancies your style?"Total Points: 15 + 3 = 18
Current Rank: Newbie
Word Count This Post: 396
Total Word Count: 1707 + 396 = 2103
Points Gained This Post: 3
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