Post by Simon Wells on Nov 23, 2011 14:19:14 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=height,500,true][atrb=style,background-color: #333333; -moz-border-radius: 20px; padding: 9px; border: 1px solid #d7d7d7; vertical-align: top; overflow: auto;] † simon mitchell wells sitting here like a loaded gun † AGE: 18, born may 3, 1993 † GENDER: male † SEXUALITY: heterosexual † CLASS: student weapon † JOB ON THE SIDE: part-time worker at the local drug store † personality i'm waiting to go off † APPEARANCE
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† PERSONAL ITEMS † history i've got nothing to do Born an only child in suburban Iowa to a doctor and a nurse practitioner, much of Simon's life has been simply uninspiring, at least in his eyes. His family's never once had to fear for money, at least not within his lifetime; he's always been at the top of his classes almost effortlessly; and nothing worthy of note has ever really happened to him. And all of his life, Simon has been utterly restless, lusting for change that seemed to never come. Not once has he been satisfied. When he turned seventeen, it was revealed to him that his father's side of the family held its little secrets: they were able to change into blades of all sorts for as long as anyone could trace. Though this came as something of a surprise to him, it was also a source of anger. They could have told him that years before- why now? Perhaps things would have been more interesting had he known that sooner. They went on to say there was a school for people of his caliber, known as the Death Weapon and Meister Academy. It sounded intriguing, if nothing else, and so he insisted that he go. Unfortunately for him, however, traditional schooling was still an issue. He and his parents made a pact that upon graduation from high school, he would be able to go there, if he so chose. Hungry for some sort of thrill in his life for once, he naturally opted to enter the DWMA. Thus far, nothing horribly remarkable has happened. Perhaps, after he finds a partner, he'll actually be able to pass judgement on it? If it still doesn't quench his thirst, then perhaps nothing would. Nothing quite within accepted social norms, anyway. † weapons but shoot my mouth off † WEAPON TYPE hand sickle † WEAPON APPEARANCE what does your weapon form look like? list it if there's more than one form. Link a picture if you want, but also describe it in some detail. † SPECIAL FORMS/ABILITIES what special can your weapon form do? is it just cutty-mccutterson or is there more to it? also, when you purchase a special form, your description will be added to this section. ability wise, everyone starts with soul perception. † SOUL APPEARANCE simon's soul is, quite simply, a light blue-coloured orb. it's almost perfectly round in shape, and normally features an expression that's a mixture of irritation and boredom. † formalities gimmie gimmie gimmie i need more † OTHER CHARACTERS
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