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Roleplayers;;
Ayo- Check it, my dash is extremely empty, meaning there are only 4 activepeople on it. If you’re an active roleplayer and wouldn’t mind an OC following you and possibly rping with you in the future, please reblog this post.
2 Kool 4 DWMA... School
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The student in front of him looked… What was the word? Nervous maybe? Well to Soul anyways. He was about to ask if the guy was alright before he was asked the whereabouts of Black*Star was.
Now he laughed a bit “What? Why would you wanna go looking for Black*Star? Your not planning on fighting him are you? I wouldn’t recommend doing something that dumb.”
Robin directed his blind gaze into the ceiling as he thought about what it would be like to fight someone so cool. After a moment of wistful thinking, he chuckled smoothly and looked back at Soul’s chest- where he could see the glowing orb of a soul. “Ha, unfortunately, I’m a meister and my weapon is not as agreeable as I’d like. Otherwise, I’d totally fight him.
“I mean, you’ve fought him, right? You must’ve! I mean, otherwise you wouldn’t be warning me, right?”
So he was a Meister huh? That's pretty cool. And... Was he staring at his chest? That wasn't very cool... "Uh yea, Black*Star fights without his weapon against other students, he's on a streak of a hundred. Or that's what he says anyways."
"I've fought him in combat training but weapon verse Meister combat is not very common."
2 Kool 4 DWMA... School
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Today was a relatively slow day, Black*Star was away on a mission and Maka was studying as usual. She always had her head in a book and it kinda made him feel a bit lonely. Soul shrugged it off and went down the hall before he was stopped by a student.
It took him a moment to react but he bumped the others hand and gave a toothy grin “You heard right.” That was certainly nice to hear “I’m the coolest guy in school and my partner is second on the list.” He chuckled a bit to himself “The name’s Soul Eater, it’s cool meeting you.”
Robin tried hard to contain his excitement. He just touched “the coolest guy in school!” He could feel his mouth twitch as he tried desperately to contain his smile. Cool people didn’t freak out when they met other cool people, right?
The taller boy chuckled and reached over to try and lean against a wall, fumbling a bit as he felt the air until he found it. A bit awkward, but hopefully not too weird. He posed and smirked again, flipping his hair a bit. “Cool. Cool meeting you, too. I’m cool, ya know? Totally. Oh, uh, by the way, where’s that other cool guy I hear about? Black*Star?”
The student in front of him looked... What was the word? Nervous maybe? Well to Soul anyways. He was about to ask if the guy was alright before he was asked the whereabouts of Black*Star was.
Now he laughed a bit "What? Why would you wanna go looking for Black*Star? Your not planning on fighting him are you? I wouldn't recommend doing something that dumb."
I DISLIKE HOW YOU ARE LITERALLY BEAUTY AND GRACE IN ONE BEING
“Dislike it? I’m sure that’s how many feel, but I’m flattered all the same~” she responded cordially, taking a nonchalant sip of her wine.
"That's not words I would say..."
2 Kool 4 DWMA... School
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A tall boy in a dark blue militaristic blazer with a ruddy handkerchief around his neck and spiky black hair stuck his gloved hands in his jacket pocket and he strode down the halls, his high, black boots clunking on the linoleum as he walked. His empty black eyes swept over the walls as he inspected the people around him. Well, not people, per se. More exactly, souls.
It was his second week at Death’s Weapon Meister Academy in Death City, and the lad was eager to find friends. But not just any friends. Cool friends. The “cool” part was extremely important. So far he had heard rumors of some of the coolest students he needed to find. Top of the list was someone called “Black*Star” followed by a boy who called himself “Soul Eater.”
“This is gotta be intense,” the boy mumbled to himself as he watched the souls passing him in the hall. Then, he stopped, almost running into a shorter student, who stepped out of the way. The boy stood stock still in the hallway, hands still in his pockets. A small smirk spread on his lips as his eyes locked on to a figure with a burning soul. The soul of a really cool guy. “That’s gotta be him.”
With confidence, he strode over to the soul, “Yo.” He held out his hand, hoping the person in front of him would take it. “Name’s Robin. Robin Goodfellow. I hear you’re a pretty cool guy.”
Today was a relatively slow day, Black*Star was away on a mission and Maka was studying as usual. She always had her head in a book and it kinda made him feel a bit lonely. Soul shrugged it off and went down the hall before he was stopped by a student.
It took him a moment to react but he bumped the others hand and gave a toothy grin “You heard right.” That was certainly nice to hear “I’m the coolest guy in school and my partner is second on the list.” He chuckled a bit to himself “The name’s Soul Eater, it’s cool meeting you.”
"I think its broken"
Maka looked up from her book in an alarmed and confused way.
“What’s broken???”
Soul held up a picture with a broken frame, the picture was one of the first they had taken together. It was a week or two after they had chosen their partners and it was mandatory that they got a picture together. Maka was looking into the camera while soul hid his hands in his pockets, looking away as if something else off camera was more important. “We can get a new one right?”
She looked at the picture that Soul held now in front of her nose. The glass was cracked in the frame. It was a very important picture, their very first. She remembered how uncomfortable he had been when it was taken.
“Yea, It just needs a new frame that’s all. How did it break anyway?”
He shrugged “When I was walking out if my room, ‘guess I just bumped it with my elbow.” He really wanted to frame it again and quick. Soul wouldn’t admit it to Maka, but he really liked that picture. He took a seat next to her placing the content of the broken glass and frame on the small wooden table in front of the couch. “Ah well, I’ll pick one up on our way home tomorrow.”
She was a little stunned by his eagerness to fix it. Normally when things were broken he just shrugged them off and fixed them days later.
“Ok… That would be great, thanks.” She smiled and then looked at him and giggled, remembering the day the picture commemorated.
Soul kicked his feet up and looked over to his partner “What so funny?” He asked trying to see what she was reading this time. ‘is there anything else you do…?’ Soul thought. She did read a lot, maybe he’d give a call to Black Star later so she would do something other than grow mushrooms on her head.
“Nothing. I just think it’s funny you want to fix it so badly. I remember I could barely get you to take the picture in the first place.” She giggled again at the memory of how ornery her partner used to be.
He looked away and felt a small blush creep up to his cheeks "Yea... We had a hard time doing a lot back then." He turned his eyes to hers and gave a cool smile "But I'm happy with how things turned out."
"Medusa!?" Souls arm immediately turned into a scythe upon seeing the woman "What are you doing here?!" -neverendingkeys
Medusa’s head whipped around, spotting the other. Her golden eyes narrow as she smirked. “Oh. Its you.” The witch said, her voice sickeningly sweet.
Soul took a step back, he was basically useless and severely out matched without Maka around. "You didn't answer my question." He said, his voice still firm and cool as always.
aaaaaaaaaand a harry potter AU
maka/blair: welcome home!
Soul was wondering around the grounds of Beacon academy. He waved someone down "Hey! Can you help me out for a sec?" -neverendingkeys
“Hmm? Oh, yes certainly, what is it I can help you with?”
His hands were in his pockets and he groaned “Where exactly am I? I got separated from my partner. Have you seem her? She’s a bit shorter then me, where’s pig tails, has fat ankles?” It was a possibility that she knew.
“You’re at Beacon Academy, a training school for Hunters and Huntresses There are a lot of students here, and quite a few girls with pig tails. But then again if you don’t know where you are then you must not be a student. So what exactly are you and your missing partner doing here?” the woman placed her hands on her hips, looking down at the boy with a cocked eyebrow.
Another school huh? "I see..." He gave a second to let it all sink in "Me and my Miester were on our way to a mission but we got split up. I got knocked out and the next thing I know, here I am." He shrugged uncomfortably "I also come from a school, but not for hunters and huntresses but for Miesters and weapons."
Soul was wondering around the grounds of Beacon academy. He waved someone down "Hey! Can you help me out for a sec?" -neverendingkeys
“Hmm? Oh, yes certainly, what is it I can help you with?”
His hands were in his pockets and he groaned "Where exactly am I? I got separated from my partner. Have you seem her? She's a bit shorter then me, where's pig tails, has fat ankles?" It was a possibility that she knew.
"Today has definitely been...difficult."
Soul was shoved into Ozpins office where an aid told Soul to take a seat and said to Ozpin "This ones been lurking around school grounds." Soul didn't have a chance to protest at the claim as the aid got a call about a fight and rushed off. Now the white haired weapon stared at the headmaster with a smug look "So not cool..." -neverendingkeys
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† The Headmaster †
The Headmaster looked up from his work with raised eyebrows, at the aid who so rudely burst into his office without even knocking first. He was very specific about when and why people entered his office; the aid should have called him out, or at least called ahead to inform him that she was coming in– and with a child, no less.
He looks over the boy with barely disguised disinterest.
“Who are you?”
“The name’s Soul, I was on a mission with my Meister Maka but we got separated.” He shifted in his seat, his red eyes looking around the big room, so much different from lord Deaths yet, so similar. “I was knocked out...” He painfully admitted “...And when I woke up I was in this city. People were telling me that I needed to be in school so I just came here for answers.”
“Then, who ever that was, found me walking around and called me out. They didn’t have to be so forceful...”
forgotten piano
*squints* oh no.
