Song of the Soul

Rank: Nobody Housing: S-4 Weapon: Himself Abilities: Able to transform his arm into weapon form 2x times a day for 10 minutes each Tags: #soundsoulresonance, #munart Affiliated with Citta-Alveare

[asbrightandbrief]

“…pretty much. This and more.”

[soundsoulresonance]

⊗ ; ◤ “Sheesh... It’s really tiresome, y’know? At least back home the devastating creatures on a warpath actually took their time to pull this crap. Here, it’s every other day. Seriously not cool.” ◢

[soundsoulresonance]

⊗ ; ◤ “I’ve only been here a little while, and people have cut the power, caused mass panic, and destroyed parts of the city...”

          “What the Hell? Is this place always this crazy?!” ◢

[soundsoulresonance]

⊗ ; ◤ So far he had learned a whole lot of nothing about the city. This place as just as confusing as Death City, but a lot bigger. There was so much more ground to cover here that he barely knew where to begin- which honestly could be seen as the reason why he’d procrastinated actually starting for almost a whole week. 

          Letting out an expansive yawn, he scratched at the back of his head as he watched people pass by, ignoring him and his bench like he wasn’t even there. 

          “Man, you’d think a place like this would be brimming with people all tryin’ to find the same thing. Why us? Why now? The hell are we supposed to be doing while we’re stuck here, without our powers?”

          He groaned, stretching back and placing his arms behind his head, looking up towards the sky. He hadn’t really considered the fact that someone might be listening. 

          “This sucks.” ◢

[soundsoulperception]

"Jeeze, Soul…"

Maka gave him a look somewhere between irritation and horror. She should have known full well he was just gonna make fun of her for assuming every trial in their lives up to that point would involve school, but… Still. 

"It’s not like I’m that bad! You should actually try studying, for once,” she spat back, somewhat playfully. 

It would be easier for them to bicker, to make light of their current situation. As it stood, neither of them had any idea what was going on, and Maka’s guess was as good as any. It would definitely be more convenient to believe the whole ordeal would be set up by Shibusen to test their skills. Still, Soul had a point in rejecting that line of thought. Something certainly seemed… off about it.  Sighing just so, she dismissed the thought with a wave of her hand. 

"Well… Guess it doesn’t matter now, does it? Just gotta figure out what we’re gonna do from here," came her second reply, giving her partner a small smile."Any ideas?" 

[soundsoulresonance]

⊗ ; ◤ "Tried it once, didn't stick. Not my style, y'know?" His retort towards her comment on his study habits was accompanied by a grin, pointed teeth baring wide as the words came naturally to him. He'd been worried about her.

          But he could see now that his worry was unnecessary. She was perfectly fine from what he could tell, and she wasn't acting all weird like some people he'd seen around town. 

          A shrug came next, head turning away from her as he spoke. Red eyes would settle in the direction of the center of the city; a vague glance towards the core, where the Scientists were probably laughing their asses off.

          "I dunno, Maka. This place... it's not something we can face head on like usual." He shook his head, turning back to her.

          "I'm sure you were told when you got here that your abilities were limited, right? Trust me when I say that it wasn't a joke. I can't even transform into a Scythe right now, so I'm pretty useless no matter what we decide to do."◢

[rpfunstuff]

Another one of those "fill this out" mun things:

[soundsoulresonance]

• What’s your name?: Aj • What are your preferred pronouns?: he / his • How old are you?: 18 • What’s your tracked tag?: soundsoulresonance • How many years of rp experience do you have?: 10-11 years • What’s your preferred thread style?: Multi-para • What timezone are you in and when are you normally active?: UTC • What fictional character do you relate to most?: Desmond from AC and Roxas from KH • Do you have any triggers you’d like people to tag?: Jumpscares • Is there anything you’re uncomfortable writing?: Sexual things • What’s something you’ve been really wanting to RP but haven’t found someone to RP it with?: Nothing really comes to mind. • What are three of the most important things to know about your muse?:   -Soul isn't actually obsessed with being 'cool'. -He's an exceptional piano musician, and will only play for people he's extremely close to. -He changes into a freakin' Scythe. • What are three of the most important things to know about you?: -I'm v slow at replying but I don't mean to be -I'm an artist and sometimes I'll just post art before or between replies -I'm shy and have anxiety issues and it affects my ability to interact with new people.

[professionaldreamjester-deactiv]

Send me "Switcheroo!" and I'll redesign your muse as if they were from my muse's universe

Alternatively, send me “Switcheroo Reversed” and I’ll redesign my muse for your muse’s universe.

[soundsoulresonance]

switcheroo ;3c

Switcheroo reversed from your meme :3c

An orphan child who had been in the system for months after her family's murders, Xion was eventually put into an orphanage simply nicknamed 'The Organization' where she met two boys who eventually became her best friends.

Over the months she spent in the Organization, mysterious events continued to occur within the residence, such as other children vanishing mysteriously; namely the other girl, Larxene, a younger boy, Zexion, and the two oldest Vexen and Marluxia, disappeared without a trace. The only one who was found was Axel, one of her friends; when asked about what had happened, he simply shrugged, refusing to answer.

It wasn't until Roxas and Xion both discovered their connection as artificially created Weapons, resembling huge keys, that they came to the discovery that the owner of the Orphanage, Xemnas, was a prime candidate for becoming a Kishin. Having consumed the souls of the missing children within the Organization, his next targets were the two of them.

Fatally wounded in an attempt to fight Xemnas before he could become Kishin realized, she urged Roxas and Axel on to continue the fight and defeat Xemnas, then continue on to the DWMA where the two could become partners in hopes of making Roxas a Death Scythe.

[soundsoulperception]

“Wh—?”

Something grabbed at her sleeve, insistent upon her attentions. She hadn’t been paying a large amount of attention to the patrons behind her, but the familiar voice definitely jarred something.

Whirling around, she met her partner face-to-face, shock and worry painted plainly on his face. At least they were together— this whole ordeal would be a lot worse if they weren’t. 

"Soul…? Soul! What the heck is going on here? Is this some… weird remedial mission from Shinigami-sama?" 

[soundsoulresonance]

⊗ ; ◤ It's not like he wasn't glad to see her- hell, it made him feel a lot better knowing that she was safe and not stuck in some fight alone and without him to fight with. But... it seriously pissed him off that these big-headed Scientist guys would drag her into this crazy city too.

          "Remedial... mission.....?"

          Eyebrows quirked and exasperation hit him like a ton of bricks. Of course his teacher's pet of a Meister would think this was some kind of trick by Shinigami-sama!

          Shaking his head with a sigh that was somewhere between relief and frustration, he let go of her sleeve and shoved his hands into his jacket's pockets. She really was oblivious sometimes.

          "Tch, just like you, Maka. Always the bookworm, and always worried about school." He chuckled, lifting his eyes back to hers. Yeah he was angry they trapped her here too, but at least they were together. It set his soul at ease.

          "As far as I can tell, this isn't some special lesson or mission. I've been here a day or two and trust me- this place is pretty messed up. But... well, it's not as bad as you are the morning after you've stayed up all night studying." Soul snickered when he finished. It wasn't entirely true, but he didn't want to freak her out so soon after arriving. ◢

[soundsoulresonance]

soundsoulperception

⊗ ; ◤He hadn't been in the city long- he barely even knew where to find his apartment complex, but he honestly hadn't expected his Meister to be in  this damn place too.

          But lo and behold, the familiar blonde hair and outfit drew his attention as they nearly passed each other by in the crowd.

          "Maka..? Maka!"

          He reached out, grabbing her sleeve and whirling her around.

          "What the hell are you doing here?!"◢

[soundsoulresonance]

Totally not cool :: ca intro

⊗ ; ◤ What a bad time to be ripped out of his reality and placed somewhere else entirely- not only was his world in a pretty bad shape, but he was the only thing Maka had to fight with back home. Not to mention he was utterly useless without her.

          She needed him, and he needed her. Death City needed them. Black Star, Tsubaki, Kidd, Liz, Patty, hell even Crona. They all needed the two of them, together, to be there right now, training and getting stronger to take down Arachne and the Kishin.

          Man. This totally sucked.

          Hands stuffed deep in his pockets, shouders stiff, and eyes turning skyward, red meeting blue... the sun looked weird, he realized.

          A deep sigh came from his chest and he turned away from the sky, redirecting his feet to an alleyway. He had to check something, and until he knew what kind of place this was, he was going to be cautious about changing into weapon form. Sure, people like him were pretty common back home, but there were still significant amounts of people who were scared of Weapons.

          Soul didn't exactly believe they could force him into being unable to transform. It's not like he do much as a Scythe without his Meister, though. But... he needed to know for sure.

          A quick glance around, making sure he was alone, and he focused his soul, feeling the familiar surge of power before a light lit up the alley.

          Frowning deeply, he stared at the black and red sickle of his now blade shaped arm. He was going for a full body shift, not just this.

          Damn. Guess they really did have that kind of power. At least he had something to defend himself with, in any case... not that it was worth much, considering.

          A trashcan downwind from him suddenly shifted, and his instincts kicked in as he fell into a fighting pose, arm raised defensively against whoever had been observing him. Apparently he hadn't been alone after all.

          "Who's there?! Come out where I can see you!" He called, though he doubted there was much he could do if they decided to attack. ◢ 

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

[[ Hey there! Here's Soul Evans from the Soul Eater series as per prior reservation. His application can be found on the sidebar under 'application' or at /app! Also forewarning for an autoplay in his sidebar description. uvu ]]

Welcome to the hive, Soul!

You will be housed in apartment s-4.

You will retain your ability to transform your arm into weapon form up to twice per day for ten minutes each use.

Enjoy your stay!

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