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 Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 10:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 10:44 pm
 Meister ClothesCatherine Kurone "The battle's not over until you've won!"Let's Start with the Basics~ My name is... Catherine June Kurone
But you can call Me.. Cat, Kitty, or just Catherine.
I am 17 Years old,
And quite Obviously a.. Female
I'm always crushing on the Ocassional Boy..at least, the ones who notice me (Heterosexual).
So right now I'm totally into Um.....what?
In case you couldn't tell I'm a... Meister
My mind... Anti-Demon
My soul.... Catherine's soul is a marbling of off white and blue in color; it's trialing is reminiscant high ponytail, though when in resonance it falls down to settle wildly about her face in long wisps. Most of the time Catherine's soul sports a very bland, non commited and uninterested look; when in resonance, two large violin bows cross themself directly in front of her soul.
Look what I can do! Like all Meisters, Catherine is in very good physical shape, but from a mental perspective, she's sharper then most people; very detail oriented and highly intellectual, Catherine is often able to think a number of steps ahead of her opponenets and thus excells in coming up with battle plans and strategies when in combat, even if on the fly. Her anti-demon wavelength allows her to partner and resonate with those infected with madness, and though it may not be the most impressive instance, her Soul Perception is fairly well rounded to the point where she can track lower level witches and recognize souls of those she has already come into contact with. In terms of non combative skills, Catherine is a rather good cook, though her meals are often an accquired taste.
Siding with... Shinigami-Sama, of course! (Good) ~ A little more Personal I can be Pretty... On her own, Catherine is a very intelligent but quiet sort of person; left to her own devices she tends to fade into the background and is more then happy to keep to herself, which is why her weapon partner tends to be the louder and more assertive of the two. Because of this Catherine tends to be seen as a rather stuck up and cold sort of individual, but once you get past her social akwardness and strike up a few good chords of conversation you'll find she can be quite kind and loyal, with a good sense of humor, though it can be rather dry and sarcastic. Extremely firm and balanced in her moral compass, Catherine always follows through on the promises she makes and tends not to change her mind once she's made it up; she's exceedingly passionate in the things she believes in, and will defend those beliefs until the day she dies. This can get her in trouble at times, but Catherine knows she'll always have her weapon partner to defend her should things get too out of hand.
Hitting Rewind.. The first meister of her family, Catherine comes from a long and proud line of weapons, all blessed with the gift of music; in her imediate household Catherine was born the youngest of four, with two older brothers who compose music for symphonies and major films, and an older sister who to this day is a world renowned cellist, following in footsteps of her orchestra member mother and father. Needless to say, once Catherine was able to her entire family expected her to take to music in much the same way as they had; thankfully for the sake of expectations they weren't dissapointed, and by the age of eleven she became, in her own rights, a violinist prodigy, able to play the most difficult of scores and compositions with ease. It was also during this time that Catherine found out about her abilities as a meister; having never been able to change her body into different shapes and objects the way the rest of her family had always shown the propensity for, when a Kishin attacked the theatre where Catherine's sister was playing cello two days before her twelfth birthday, she was effectively told to go hide and had she listened, that would have been the end of that. Forutunately or unfortunately depending on how one looks at it, she chose not to pay it any mind and instead when the battle ended, Catherine found herself having wielded all three of her siblings. Shocked but pleased, her family immediatly contacted Lord Death about Catherine's enrollment into the DWMA, and that was where her training began.
Catherine met her weapon partner fairly early on into her time at the DWMA; still unsure of her own abilities, at that point in her education she tended to spend most of her time on her own, wandering the halls, frequenting the outer parts of the academy with her violin. Her weapon partner found her quite by accident, but was blunt enough to say that she was far too shy for her own good, and that if they partnered up she was guarunteed to make some new friends, have some real adventures over the course of her schooling. At first Catherine was very heasitant, but the weapon kept coming back every day to hear her play the violin, and in hindsight, Catherine is pretty sure their partnership was inevitable. Odds and Ends ~ One day at a Time // Enrique Iglesias ft. Akon
Violin Selection
Shunkan Sentimental // SCANDAL
More please! Music (she's not picky, though she's trained in classical), learning new songs for the violin, small, fuzzy animals, sweets, foreign films, blueberries, making her weapon stronger. Get it Away! Large crowds of people, having to explain things more then once, horror films, spiders, bitter foods. Working Together... (Weapon/Meister partner, respectively/if you have one. Pm me if you have a preference, otherwise I will pair you off) Anything Else? Thanks to the revenue she's made as a world class violinist, Catherine lives in a small apartment outside of the DWMA. She tends to keep her hair up in either pigtails or a high ponytail and works at Death Records. Yoko_Matsubishi
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 9:22 pm
 Weapon FormAvus Roan "I want it all."Let's Start with the Basics~ My name is... Avus Garret Roan
But you can call Me.. Just Avus is fine, though he'll go by whatever nickname you want if there's something in it for him.
I am 19 Years old,
And quite Obviously a.. Male
I'm always crushing on the People with stuff. Lots of expensive stuff. (Bi-Sexual)
So right now I'm totally into Whoever's got the most money on them?
In case you couldn't tell I'm a... Sin of Greed // Weapon
My mind... Avus' wavelength is ordinary and regular, but he posesses a severe Madness Infection Distortion.
My soul.... Avus' soul is brick red in color, with the top of his soul long and somewhat wavy to mimic his hair; his facial expression is split between a gentle, polite smile and a greedy, almost violent grin. His soul takes on the almost metallic shine of metals and coins when in Resonance.
One, two, three... 300 souls even.
Look what I can do! Avus' weapon form is a handheld mining lantern as seen above, based off the tarot card of the hermit and the wheel of fortune's negative connotations in that the hermit is depicted with a lantern. It can be used as a simple, never ending light source as long as the meister has the energy to keep it going. The attacks of his weapon form revolve around light and darkness; he can suck all light out of a battlefield no matter if natural or artificial, and can also be swung around and used to block, though Avus will complain like an old man the whole time. When in Soul Resonance the lantern front opens and begins to suck in soul energy from opponent at a rapid rate to increase his own power. Can be fired back out if opened again.
Siding with... He'd like to think he's neutral, but it's kind of hard to say that when you're feeding on innocent souls in a madness induced haze.. ~ A little more Personal I can be Pretty... The most important thing to remember when meeting Avus for the first time is that looks can be decieving, a concept which he likes to take full advantage of as much as possible. At first glance Avus appears to genuinely be a nice guy, and at times he's capable of actually commiting to that archetype; often smiling and polite in his adressing of others, Avus tends to look at life through a rather relaxed and easygoing perspective, which makes him well liked by strangers and those who reside around him alike. He doesn't get angry often, but tends to cultivate anxieties over very small problems, the most common being not having something he wants. This is when things can get rather out of hand; in representation of his sin, Avus likes to have things for the sake of having them, and is never willing to do something unless he gets a reward, often monetary or of value, for his troubles. Generousity is something he beamons, though there have been times when he has expressed a giving nature for benfefit in the long run. His respect for his meister is begrudging at best, but when push comes to shove Avus is more then capable of working to acheive his ends.
Hitting Rewind.. Despite what most people likely think, Avus started out in a very similar fashion as most other weapons; his father was his mother's meister all through the DWMA, and by the time Avus was born she was already a well recognized death scythe who passed on her weapon blood to her son, something he took to pretty early on. Naturally his parents were very pleased when he began attending the DWMA to further develop his skills as a weapon, and during his education for the first two years Avus was well liked and respected by his peers, making a great number of friends and getting along with his meister, a somewhat serious but amusing girl in his year level, fairly well. At one point Avus was set to become a Death Scythe just like his mother, but everything fell apart the moment the pair set out on their quest to collect a witch's soul, in a then very small, unrecognizable location by the name of Scandal City. Truth is, even though they thought they were ready, Avus and his meister were remarkably unprepared; in just a matter of seconds she was brutally killed, and without her influence Avus quickly fell into madness. He didn't go back to the DWMA; instead he followed the witch around for a time, where he was introduced to the consumption of pure, innocent souls.
Avus had never tasted anything like them before, and quickly developed a taste for getting as many as possible; Scandal City became his new home, and once the formor DWMA student had learned to accept his new lot in life, he changed considerably, a far cry from the kind and generous soul he'd once been. The witch who had once taken him under her wing renamed him "Greed", and then introduced him to an equally twisted and corrupt meister who had once been part of the DWMA as well. At first Avus hardly trusted his new meister, but after finding that they actually had a lot in common he's learned to accept things as they are. As long as he gets plenty of soul intake, of course. Odds and Ends ~ (Theme song(s) go Here) More please! Cats, expensive, foreign things, money (preferably in crisp bills), sleeping in late, game shows, souls (for the purpose of consumption; he'll eat kishin souls, but has developed a tase for purer souls) Get it Away! Cheap people and things, being woken up early, fighting, doing things for free, cold weather Working Together... (Weapon/Meister partner, respectively/if you have one. Pm me if you have a preference, otherwise I will pair you off) Anything Else? Avus owns two kittens, named Cyril and Ignus; despite his extremely selfish tendancies, he's quite generous in taking care of them. Because of his underlying tendancies, he gets along quite well with the sin of Envy. Yoko_Matsubishi UC
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 11:19 pm
 The Azure Grimoire Noel Grimoire"To defeat the enemy, you have to understand them."Let's Start with the Basics~ My name is... Noel Grimoire
But you can call Me.. None so far
I am fifteen Years old,
And quite Obviously a.. Female.
I'm always crushing on the boys.
So right now I'm totally into no one at all.
In case you couldn't tell I'm a... Weapon.
My mind... Regular
My soul.... Noel's soul surrounds her whole body, with a wide tail trailing down, making it look like long hair. It appears to be wearing glasses with inward slanting "eyebrows" and a sideways three for a mouth. For some reason, it's purple.
One, two, three... 68 souls
Look what I can do! Though a book might not seem like a great weapon, Noel is a blank book; the contents, and there for the actually ability, depends all solely on the reader. She is what you might call a "Spell Book". What spells she is able to cast depends on her meister, be it arcane spell, summoning, or some such other magic. A core ability that Noel can preform on her own and with different meisters is the ability to absorb and even redirected magic and wavelength based attacks. As a book, Noel can also make a handy bludgeoning object and an impromptu shield, though it would be more useful to use her for spell-slinging.
Without a meister, Noel still retains her ability to redirect Magic and Wavelength attacks, but she has only one ability at her disposal; if she writes in blood, she can summon any non-sentient objects to use at her disposal. Not a lot of blood is needed, just enough to write out what she needs. It doesn't even have to be her own. She can also access the internet through her soul, though unfortunately, cannot function as as wireless internet provider. Has a knack for making explosives, though she usually uses only smoke or flash bombs. Not to say she doesn't have the more volatile types, she just doesn't use them as much.
Siding with... Good, though that doesn't stop her from being destructive when she needs to be. ~ A little more Personal I can be Pretty... Despite her spectacle appearance and her rather unattractive appearance (that to say she isn't pretty, but she's not trying to put much effort into it), Noel is an adventurous and plucky girl. While fully capable of following dull and orderly life, she would rather much be out on an exploration, discovering things she never knew or simply enjoying the rush of something she wasn't expecting. Despite this, she knows her limits, and does like some time for relaxation. She likes to read, though books she only reads when it interest her; she would rather much look through online websites detailing news or other bits of information. This hobby of her has granted her an almost encyclopedia based knowledge, and even managed to adapt her weapon form for internet access.
Socially, Noel can be friendly, if a bit condescending. She actively tries to find ways to be snarky, and typically acts deadpan if it would make the situation funny. Still, she's capable of caring, as well as hate. If Noel doesn't like a person, she would flat out ignore them; this isn't just not actively avoiding them. She would complete disregard their existence, at least until they make some form of confrontation. Worse, she does this without warning; if you have some how ired her, she would not tell you or otherwise indicate that she is is ignoring you. This is only if you have gained her hatred personally; if you were to bring harm or annoyance to a friend of hers, instead of ignoring you, she would instead seek to destroy you. Subtly. With explosions.
Hitting Rewind.. Noel never knew her mother or father. That wasn't to say she particularly missed them, but she had no idea who created her. All she had from them was her last name; Grimoire. For a start of her young life, she lived in an orphanage, which despite most portrayals, was not all too bad. Granted, Noel did spend much of her time alone, but her time spent alone was time she spent enjoying herself. By the time she could walk, she traveled with other kids, watching and enjoying what they do. When she was five years old, she gained an odd fascination with things that go boom, smuggling and making her own firecrackers for her amusement and protection. When she was six years old, she was adopted by two gay couples, both female, though neither one able to conceive a child. There was a bit of controversy over her adoption, but Noel never felt it was important; just some bigots trying to force others to live their way. Noel was happily adopted to the couple, one who was storyboard writing for a videogame company and an aspiring artist, and another who worked at a library. Or better said, owned a library; Noel's mother (one of them) owned not a small community library, but a grand, majestic library, containing information of old, to modern novels and computers. It was here that Noel spent a good portion of her time, having adventures through it's vast shelves and reading what ever catches her eye. It wasn't until she was nine years old did she discover her ability to turn into a weapon; she was, appropriately, a book. Noel's parents wasn't sure what to think about it; should they send their daughter off to learn how to be a Death Scythe? Or maybe she should just stay with them, where she won't get herself hurt. Ultimately, it was Noel's choice, and she chose to go. She loved her adopted parents, but it was time for her to find out who she really was. Who knows, maybe she would even discover who her parents are. So with a tearful farewell and her bags packed, Noel left her parents, and headed to Shibusen. Odds and Ends ~ One Summer's Day
MystlineMore please! Internet surfing, Adventure, Meeting new people, explosives, making things explode, Instrumental MusicGet it Away! Angsty Loners, cats (She's allergic), weak people, loud and unnecessary noisesWorking Together... (Weapon/Meister partner, respectively/if you have one. Pm me if you have a preference, otherwise I will pair you off)Anything Else? She, somehow, always has exactly what she needs to make some sort of bomb on the fly. She always carries a cache of them somewhere on her person, even when naked. Prone to staring blankly at nothing when she's surfing the internet through her soul. Norschtalen
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 8:21 pm
 Kusari-Gama FormEverette Fae Stolt"They say that pride comes before a fall, but I've yet to reach it."Let's Start with the Basics~ My name is... Everette Fae Stolt.
But you can call Me.. Eve, I guess, although I prefer Everette.
I am nineteen Years old,
And quite Obviously a.. young woman.
I'm always crushing on the men; not boys, but real men
So right now I'm totally into no one, really, but I'm looking for a charmer.
In case you couldn't tell I'm a... Sin of Pride // Weapon.
My mind... is generally regular, where wavelength is concerned, marred by slight distortions that are easy to miss.
My soul.... is a bright, neon orange in color, with a bit of a bluish starburst effect through it, and a countenance of a darkly triumphant grin that a person can either perceive as evil or good, which makes it a little tricky; a hood encompasses my soul and long tendrils--like my hair--protrude the sides. When in Resonance, chains cross over my soul in differing patterns every time.
One, two, three... two-hundred-eight souls consumed.
Look what I can do! Well, it make not be all that special, but I'm a pathological liar, so my body can't betray when I'm lying because it can't tell the difference. It makes it really easy for me to come off as normal. When it comes to being a weapon, my kusari-gama form is directly affected by the strength of my meister; the stronger my meister is, the longer my chain can become and thus the greater the distance from which my meister can attack. In Resonance, my scythe doubles on the other side and becomes larger, and the shuriken weight can function as a returning projectile.
Siding with... the bad guys, but that's a little obvious for a Sin; so long as you know I'm a Sin. ~ A little more Personal I can be Pretty... full of myself. It's not that I think I'm perfect, it's that I know I'm perfect, and I seek to enlighten the rest of the world in that fact. I reflect my Sin of Pride perfectly, of course, although it is often known to be interchangeable with Vanity and therefore I have the characteristics of both. Don't get me wrong, though, I'm not out to make others feel horrible about themselves. That's just a common side effect. Not one that I care to correct, at that. Anyway, aside from my sinful persona, I'm a very outlandish and ostentatious person. I can be loud, I can be blunt, I can be very forward, and I express no fear for repercussions. I love life, so I live it to the fullest, and living it to the fullest is often the same as living it on the edge. It isn't unheard of for me to pull some dangerous stunt or confrontation, but my meister attempts to keep me out of trouble. I can be friendly, so long as others don't try to assert that they're better than I am. Because they're not. I'm also capable of being flirtatious and enticing, so long as it gets a person to bask in my radiance.
Hitting Rewind.. that's a button I don't often like to press. My past is my past, and I live in the now. But, if I must tell, it all started when I was a little girl. I was born to a weapon/meister couple, like many children are, and I was blessed with the properties of a weapon. My parents always told me it was something of which to be proud, so I was. I was always proud to be a weapon. And I was good at it. So, as was to be expected, my parents sent me to the DWMA to pair with a meister and eventually become a Death Scythe. But it was hard to find someone who could match my wavelength perfectly enough to become my meister. There was always just a little something wrong between me and whoever I tried to pair up with and it kept me from use for quite a while. It took me almost a full month, but I finally ran into who would become my meister. He was older than I was by a couple of years and taller than I was, too. Most importantly, he was strong. I could sense it in him. But with his strength came a darkness that I couldn't see at first.
On our first mission together, we performed beautifully. The kusari-gama is a difficult weapon to master, but my meister got the hang of it so quickly that even I was impressed. Within a month, I had consumed 25 kishin souls, we worked so much and so fast. The act of killing kishin tapped into his darkness, though, and started to magnify it. He became brutal with his kills. It took a toll on me, but eventually, I started to like it. I didn't see it as him being unnecessarily rough; I saw it as him being incredibly effective. I think I controlled his bloodthirst for a long time, though. I was still good while he was getting bad, and it held him back. He knew it, too. So one day, walking back to the DWMA after yet another gruesomely successful mission, he asked me what I thought about tasting purer souls. He talked about a place where we would be accepted--even glorified--if I so chose. So I chose.
I've consumed 183 souls, kishin and innocent alike, since that day, amounting to 208 souls in total. Scandal City became our home. We were always outcasts in Death City, so moving away was no issue. But we were still outcasts in our new lives, too, because we were perfect. We were quick, we were effective, and we were strong. Mentally and physically strong. Our wavelengths had always suffered distortions, so it was no big deal when it came to handling the madness around us. It wasn't long before we became the Sin of Pride, and we were proud to be known as such. Others needed to know that we were perfect. Odds and Ends ~ Out of Control // Hoobastank
Beautiful Thieves // AFI
Sell Your Soul // Hollywood UndeadMore please! Souls, fighting, admiration, food, parkour, bright colors, singing, taking risks, attention.Get it Away! Anyone who thinks they're better than I am, slowness, feeling controlled, dullness, clocks, helpless animals, being ignored.Working Together... (Weapon/Meister partner, respectively/if you have one. Pm me if you have a preference, otherwise I will pair you off)Anything Else? I like to pretend that I'm good in order to gain people's trust. It usually works. Also, even though I myself am a weapon, I always carry plenty of throwing knives and a dagger in case I'm ever caught alone. PropheticallyLost
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 9:07 pm
 Lucius Carmine"Power is power; in what ever form it in or source it comes from."Let's Start with the Basics~ My name is... Lucius Carmine
But you can call Me.. Lulu
I am Seventeen Years old,
And quite Obviously a.. Male
I'm always crushing on the Girls, though I can go for boys if they are interested and interesting.
So right now I'm totally into None
In case you couldn't tell I'm a... Meister
My mind... A regular one, albeit, pulsates with Madness Infection in duress.
My soul.... Is a deep shade of red, but without corruption. It wears what appears to be a breathing apparatus and a hood. What differs from it, however, is a large white X that floats where the eyes should be, which also seem to bleed black liquid when under duress.
Look what I can do! As a natural Meister, Lucius has a rather well developed Soul Perception Ability, so much that he could track anyone even with Soul Protection up. This also allows him to be able to recognize threats and react to possible attacks, though the act of activating and shutting off his Soul Perception leaves him temporally blinded. And even without it, he always has a sense of "Feeling" of his surroundings, more so when other people are around. He is more affected by their emotions even if they don't show it, which may influence him in a way he did not intend.
Another ability he has stems of his self experimentation of Black Blood; his physical capabilities are fairly high when compared to most meisters, able to take blows and attacks that would normally maim or kill meisters of his age. While he has yet to fully learned how to utilize this, it comes with a drawback; he is highly weak to Soul Menace based attacks, where even being near someone preforming that type of attack pains him. It is more of a physical pain than a spiritual pain, however, as his body would simply go numb and become very pained if hit by Soul Menace. It is no more fatal then it would be to anyone else, but Lucius goes through much more pain even if it was a weak blow.
Siding with... Sticks to Neutrality, but his nature has a tendency for rather chaotic or unpleasant situations. For whom, however, would depend on what he is doing. ~ A little more Personal I can be Pretty... Due to his ability in Soul Perception, Lucius has forced himself to be stoic and emotionless, because if he tried to be emotional, it might not be his emotions in use. That isn't to say he has no empathy, he just sometimes has too much of it. Despite this, however, he is not necessarily bad, as he would attempt to help others, but only if he would actually benefit from it and if he could actually do anything to assist. He also has a rather staunch view of of independence and power; while everyone has a right to their own, he would not hesitate to take away those rights if it means more power for himself. While he will not blindly take without finding out precautions and weighing the cost, if it is possible to obtain power and be able to deal with the aftermath in both the short-term and the long-term, he would be willing to take part. Even if that means killing demons or harvesting innocence.
A big fan of over-powering and over-coming; overkill is the surest method to any situation, he believes. And while he tries not to be wasteful, he will discard old things if they can be safely replaced with new ones and has no further use. Still, he can be a bit of a hoarder; he hides various things on his person and in his home, on the off chance that they may have a use, no matter how obscure that may be. Until something comes along that can replace it and do it's original intentions better, he'll keep it until it has fulfilled it's purpose. He's also a big believer in having lots of friends; he thinks of them like power-ups. The more you have, the stronger you can be. Tends to be a bit blind to their weaknesses and flaws, however.
Hitting Rewind.. Lucius was not the only meister of his family; his mother was a meister, as was his older sister. His little sister also showed promise, more then he did when he was little. Still, he was no slouch as a meister; out of all his family members, he had the best Soul Perception, which was a blessing and a curse. As he grew up, he would be inexplicably emotional, despite having no reason to be so. If there was a conflict, Lucius would be blood-thirsty. If there was crying, Lucius would be suicidally depressed. If there was celebration, Lucius would have been the first one to dance like a lunatic, foaming at the mouth. Such extremes in emotional shifts was more trouble then they were worth, forcing his family to make Lucius less emotional. He was partially glad too, though that might just be because of his Soul Perception. By the time he became ten years old, Lucius would show as much emotion as a a cliff face (Which is to say, not much). While he could still feel an intense surge of emotions around him, he had learned to control himself from acting just on those feelings. At least, so long as he could keep up the act.
As Lucius grew as a meister, he began to notice something that bothered him. As a meister, he was suppose to be the one capable of wielding powerful weapons and using them to their fullest extent. So why was it that, despite being able to resonate fairly well amongst others, he still felt like he needed everyone assistance? Granted, he welcomed it, but he felt less like he was help and more like he was observing. He felt powerless. So he went to rectify this; he studied, trained, and discovered other veins of power. Martial Arts, Advance Mathematics, Physically Enhancing diets and drugs, Religion. One of such things was a psycho serum he obtained through a network of information brokers; Black Blood. Created by a witch that could be used to enhance one's physical ability, as well as taking on the power on the level of the Kishin himself. But the consequences, the madness and influx of instability that would follow, was it worth it? To Lucius it was a challenge. A challenge he accepted.
What followed was a struggle between trying to remain himself, or allow his surroundings influence him. It was as much of a external struggle as it was a internal one; Lucius wanted to meet new people, but not to stay with old friends. He wanted to "be himself", but always allowed his plans and ideals to change from stranger to stranger, saying that he "found himself". He's becoming a composite soul of other people's ideals and influences, draped with a veil that this was suppose to be him. When he finally went to Shibusen to pursue his life as a Weapon Meister, he was hit with the fact that not everyone was going to get along. He could not befriend everyone without making some enemies. It was going to be a challenge if he wanted to bring everyone under his banner, to be allies with him so he could use their power to further his own goals. A challenge he has accepted. Odds and Ends ~ Thin Red Line, Warriors' Concerto, SoothSayerMore please! Gaining more power in any forms, information, friends, success, mushroomsGet it Away! Losing friends, sacrifices, lies (though not above using it himself), accepting defeatWorking Together... None yetAnything Else? Has a demon inside him that sometimes comes around and talks to him. He calls him Shoggoth, and Shoggoth doesn't speak in normal English, but Lucius still understands him. He is the manifestation of Lucius's Black Blood. Lucius also owns a rather sturdy motorcycle, which he rides everywhere to. He calls it Fakuwa. [Ryonara]
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