Post by Lucky on Dec 15, 2010 21:38:32 GMT -5
Name: Lucky Scott
Age: 15
Birthdate: April 16th
Place of Birth: Georgia
Gender: Female
Alliance: Chaotic Good
Meister: Alexandria Thyme
Personality: at least two paragraphs
Apperance: She if five feet, one inch tall, making her rather petite in stature. With her pale skin and red hair, she sunburns easily. She has light blue eyes and wears her hair in curly pigtails. A pair of steampunk-inspired goggles usually sit forgotton on her forhead. She wears a green penny tee with black trimming. Two interlocked gears are printed on the front. She usually wears plain jeans and classic black converse. You never see her without her neon pink fingerless gloves, which conceal a long scar accross her left palm.
Weapon Apperance: A chainsaw. It is smaller than you can buy at the hardware store, and constructed differently. There is a square handle on one end, and there is a decorative green gear pattern on the box part ((yea, i dont know what its called. xP )). The blade is normal looking as a chainsaw blade can be.
History:
Lucky was born to a meister-weapon pair. Mrs. Scott was a machine gun, and her father was the meister. Her mom wasn't a death weapon, not yet. The couple was still young, and not married when she had been conceived. A shotgun wedding took place, and before they knew it, they had a little bugger on their hands.
Daddy died battling a witch, the final soul the pair needed.
She, at the tender age of 5, found Mommy hanging from a mongolia tree a week later.
She went to live with her closest relatives, a certian Aunt and Uncle Thyme, the latter of which was her mom's brother. They had a little girl about Lucky's age, who she quickly befriended. Her name was Alexandria. "Call me Alex, Luck!" They became inseperable.
"We should become blood sisters!" Alex said one day.
"What?"
"If we share our blood, then we can be more than cousins. We'll be SISTERS!"
So, that night, they took a knife from the kitchen drawer, drew a bloody line across each other's palm, and clasped hands. It was rather anticlimatic, actually. From that day on, they were closer than ever, though. The cuts took their sweet time to heal, and left nasty, but matching, scars.
Shortly thereafter, when she was frightened by a haunted house, she became a chainsaw, landing on the floor with a [clink]. Alex picked her up, dismembered said fake, but frightening, clown, and they had a small promise 'ceremony' that night. They reopened their scars, clasped hands, and promised each other they would find the witch that killed Lucky's parents.
They're now second year Shibusen students, but not very successful. The witch in question was eliminated by another weapon-meister pair a few years after her father was killed, so they've just decided to informally declare war on all witches.
Every.
Last.
One.
Powers: She can sometimes sense her partner's mood, not that Alex knows this.
Weapon-meister combos:
Strengths: Honest, curious,
Weaknesses: Not very empathetic, can be scatterbrained, relies on herself a little too much, can be untrusting,
Anything else?
ignore this, plz, its just me saving some astrology stuff about her until i can get it typed up properly.
You are always questioning and learning, and you seem youngand alive no matter what your chronological age, for your mind isalways alert, curious, flexible and open to new experiences. Youhave a childlike enthusiasm for anything new and you learneasily, but you also get bored rather quickly. You can besomething of a scatterbrain, for you tend to have so many ideasand irons in the fire that it is hard to keep track of them all.You need and crave variety, change, mental stimulation, and anactive social life.
You are a person who thrives on challenge, and you often feelthat you must battle your way through life, depending upon no oneand nothing but your own strength, intelligence, and courage. Youbelieve in being totally honest, true to oneself and one's ownvision and convictions, even if that means standing alone.Honesty, integrity, personal honor, and authenticity are yourgods, and you have no sympathy for weakness of character inothers.
Age: 15
Birthdate: April 16th
Place of Birth: Georgia
Gender: Female
Alliance: Chaotic Good
Meister: Alexandria Thyme
Personality: at least two paragraphs
Apperance: She if five feet, one inch tall, making her rather petite in stature. With her pale skin and red hair, she sunburns easily. She has light blue eyes and wears her hair in curly pigtails. A pair of steampunk-inspired goggles usually sit forgotton on her forhead. She wears a green penny tee with black trimming. Two interlocked gears are printed on the front. She usually wears plain jeans and classic black converse. You never see her without her neon pink fingerless gloves, which conceal a long scar accross her left palm.
Weapon Apperance: A chainsaw. It is smaller than you can buy at the hardware store, and constructed differently. There is a square handle on one end, and there is a decorative green gear pattern on the box part ((yea, i dont know what its called. xP )). The blade is normal looking as a chainsaw blade can be.
History:
Lucky was born to a meister-weapon pair. Mrs. Scott was a machine gun, and her father was the meister. Her mom wasn't a death weapon, not yet. The couple was still young, and not married when she had been conceived. A shotgun wedding took place, and before they knew it, they had a little bugger on their hands.
Daddy died battling a witch, the final soul the pair needed.
She, at the tender age of 5, found Mommy hanging from a mongolia tree a week later.
She went to live with her closest relatives, a certian Aunt and Uncle Thyme, the latter of which was her mom's brother. They had a little girl about Lucky's age, who she quickly befriended. Her name was Alexandria. "Call me Alex, Luck!" They became inseperable.
"We should become blood sisters!" Alex said one day.
"What?"
"If we share our blood, then we can be more than cousins. We'll be SISTERS!"
So, that night, they took a knife from the kitchen drawer, drew a bloody line across each other's palm, and clasped hands. It was rather anticlimatic, actually. From that day on, they were closer than ever, though. The cuts took their sweet time to heal, and left nasty, but matching, scars.
Shortly thereafter, when she was frightened by a haunted house, she became a chainsaw, landing on the floor with a [clink]. Alex picked her up, dismembered said fake, but frightening, clown, and they had a small promise 'ceremony' that night. They reopened their scars, clasped hands, and promised each other they would find the witch that killed Lucky's parents.
They're now second year Shibusen students, but not very successful. The witch in question was eliminated by another weapon-meister pair a few years after her father was killed, so they've just decided to informally declare war on all witches.
Every.
Last.
One.
Powers: She can sometimes sense her partner's mood, not that Alex knows this.
Weapon-meister combos:
Strengths: Honest, curious,
Weaknesses: Not very empathetic, can be scatterbrained, relies on herself a little too much, can be untrusting,
Anything else?
ignore this, plz, its just me saving some astrology stuff about her until i can get it typed up properly.
You are always questioning and learning, and you seem youngand alive no matter what your chronological age, for your mind isalways alert, curious, flexible and open to new experiences. Youhave a childlike enthusiasm for anything new and you learneasily, but you also get bored rather quickly. You can besomething of a scatterbrain, for you tend to have so many ideasand irons in the fire that it is hard to keep track of them all.You need and crave variety, change, mental stimulation, and anactive social life.
You are a person who thrives on challenge, and you often feelthat you must battle your way through life, depending upon no oneand nothing but your own strength, intelligence, and courage. Youbelieve in being totally honest, true to oneself and one's ownvision and convictions, even if that means standing alone.Honesty, integrity, personal honor, and authenticity are yourgods, and you have no sympathy for weakness of character inothers.