Name / Nicknames:
Katherine Leblanc - alternatively, Kath, Kathy, Katie, anything you can think of. Reactions may vary.

Age:
16

Gender:
Female

Role:
Meister

Special Trait:
Katherine is able to sense people's emotions from their soul. It doesn't go very far below surface level, she can only tell how someone is feeling at that point in time. If someone is trying to conceal their true emotions, she can only occasionally pick up on it. It depends on how good the person is and how much they're trying to repress their feelings. In a battle, Katherine can use this ability to identify who souls might be. It's a little fickle, as it's difficult to reliably tell who someone is based on their superficial emotions, but it comes in handy. It's also useful outside of it, allowing her to pick up on if someone is not quite telling the truth.

Strengths:
• Physically, Katherine is incredibly strong. Not only is she capable of swinging Cameron around without a sweat, but even without him she packs quite a punch. She lacks technique in hand to hand combat, though with strength alone she can still be a threat.

• Good at thinking on her feet. It isn't hard for her to whip up a battle plan, even when she's being shot at. Her success rate is not ideal, but it's better to fail than to die.

• Baking god.

Weaknesses:
• Katherine doesn't care much for consequences. She'll rush into things just fine, and when they fail, suddenly it's the end of the world. A vicious combination.

• Lacking in self awareness. Sorely.

Partner:
Cameron Schumaker | @stone

Soul Type & Appearance:
A normal soul. Pale blue with a wide, almost mischievous grin. You can't help but wonder what it's up to.

Appearance:
Katherine is slightly above average, at 5'7. She's deceptively strong - at least for her build. Tastefully thin, she calls herself, if it weren't for the strict fitness routine she puts herself through she would be anything but. It's ridiculous how much sugar she eats. She's no bodybuilder, but she can lug Cameron around without breaking a sweat. She often has a lot of bandages all over her body from all of the injuries she can't remember getting.

Katherine's hair is short and a bluish white she swears is natural. Catch her after she's just woken up and you'll see the worst bedhead known to man. One of her eyes is covered by her hair, though she does pin it up from time to time. Despite her cheerful personality, Katherine tends to look displeased when she's doing anything but smiling. She's been told it's intimidating.

Personality:
Katherine is as sweet as sugar. She's peppy and energetic, a sociable person supported by her overwhelming confidence. For good reason too, she's a very capable Meister with a good brain to boot. Despite this, her accident prone nature means that things don't always go to plan, and her confidence has led to countless disappointments. Though she should be used to it by now, she reacts very badly to these. Her emotional and over-dramatic nature cause her to shut down. It doesn't take a whole lot to set her off either. It's never always sunshine and rainbows with Katherine. Just most of the time. She can be a little insufferable, stubborn and impatient with a healthy dose of inconsiderate. It's not intentional. She just lacks some self awareness.

Katherine sees things as give and take. If she does something for someone, then they will eventually have to do something in return and vice versa. It just makes sense to her. She doesn't use this view to get people to do what she wants, but she tends to operate on this principle. The way she perceives the value of actions is a little skewed too.

Backstory:
Katherine is the only daughter of two Meisters - Alison and Victor Leblanc. Her following in their footsteps was a surprise to no one. In fact, when she was a child her education was supported by material that would help her on her inevitable path. It isn't something she resents, even if she was given the choice she would have decided to become a Meister. They did the best they could to be there for her, but duty calls and it was no surprise when they would disappear every now and then. Katherine never did get used to the disappointment.

She was never lonely, though. Other than the countless babysitters she'd had over the year, she had no difficulty making friends. People tend to like you more when you bake them stuff too. Most notably, the plain-looking boy with the camera she'd encountered one day. She'd demanded that he take photos of her with his poor feline model. He'd accepted, and from there their friendship blossomed. When they got paired together at the DWMA, you can imagine Katherine's delight. They became inseparable.

It's kind of concerning, actually.

Name / Nicknames:
Cameron Schumaker - Cam will suffice for those who are close to him.

Age:
16

Gender:
Male ♂

Role:
Demon Weapon

Special Trait:
Cameron is capable of partial transformation. He can also grow or shrink in size while weapon form, becoming a small hatchet or a large battleaxe over two meters in length. He can sustain size transformations for up to 15 minutes.

Strengths:

• An excellent planner. Cameron is calm and collected when nothing goes awry. Unfortunately, Katherine often becomes a wrench in his machinations.
• Very good long-distance runner.
• Excellent at cooking in a variety of styles.

Weaknesses:

• Terrible at improvisation and on-the-spot thinking.
• Can't swim well.

Partner:
Katherine Leblanc | @Aviaire

Soul Type and Appearance:
A normal soul. Light brown, with an unassuming expression of content. It seems perpetually satisfied.

Appearance:
At 6’2” and 160 lbs, Cameron is the literal embodiment of a human lamppost. His only other notable feature is a pair of extremely thick glasses. His vision is absolute garbage, requiring a +10 prescription just to function properly. He’s legally blind without them. Otherwise, his dark hair and smiling face are fairly bog-standard. He’s not particularly muscular, but he’s excellent at long-distance running (which he hates).

Cameron mostly wears shorts and t-shirts, but often dons thicker clothing in order to lend them to Kath, who gets cold easily. In terms of accessories, he’s never without his camera, and is always looking for good shots and candids.

Weapon Appearance and Description:

Cameron takes the shape of a 6 foot long axe when he shift into a weapon. The haft is 4.5 feet long, and the head makes up the rest. Unlike most demon weapons, he appears to be made of a bone-like substance. Regardless, he remains as durable and effective as any other demon weapon.

Personality:
Cameron embodies selflessness. He’s willing to help others at all times, and even goes out of his way to make sure hat those around him are comfortable. Unfortunately, he does it so much that it tends to get overbearing and annoying. He’s been working on toning it down recently, and is starting to make more friends as a result. He’s accepting, loving, and endlessly patient. Unfortunately, this does mean that he’s a bit of a doormat at times. His concern for others also leans on over-worrying, especially in regards to Katherine. He gets antsy when they’re apart for too long, as who knows what trouble she could be getting herself into?

Backstory:
Born to Aaron and Maria Schumaker, Cameron grew up in Washington before moving to Death City. While he didn't have many friends before moving, the transition to an entirely new environment basically ended his entire social life. Any friends he made, he lost fairly quickly due to his overbearing and fretful nature.

As a result, Cam turned to solitary hobbies like reading and photography. He enjoyed the peaceful nature of taking it slow and steady, and often found himself wandering the streets of Death City in his free time, looking in bookshop windows and taking photographs.

One sunny Saturday, Cam was readying his camera to capture a wandering cat when a force of nature swept him up and demanded his attention. A white-haired girl basically tackled the poor cat, then pestered Cam to take photos of her with it. Seeing no reason to refuse her, Cameron lined up the shot and captured what would be the first of many photos of Katherine. The girl then dragged him to her own home to download and print the copies, then sent him on his way. The two would later meet many times to talk and relax. Cameron was delighted to have a new friend, and she didn't seem to be bothered by all his worrying. She was clumsy and forgetful at times, and Cam was more than happy to help her whenever possible.

It was even more of a joy when, later, the two met at the DWMA and joined as partners. They moved into the joint Meister and Demon Weapon dorms at the Academy, and have been inseparable since. Furthermore, with someone to focus all his worrying on, Cam has started to branch out and make more friends since enrolling at the DWMA. Life is good.

Name / Nicknames: Allison Chase, aka "The Doll Ghost"

Age: 18 (appearance stuck at 16)

Gender: Female

Role: Meister

Special Trait: Allison is a ghost, which provides her invisibility, intangibility, and flight, but prevents her from interacting with the world around her unless she possesses a vessel to use as a substitute body, usually a doll, action figure, puppet, or mannequin. She can possess any inanimate object in theory, but right now, she can't move while possessing something unless the object is articulated.

Strengths:
--> Ghost form is extremely useful for scouting and exploration
--> Vessels are disposable for the most part
--> Ghost form is immune to any damage that doesn't act on the soul, does not need to eat, drink, or sleep, and is immune to all diseases
--> Vessels can be repaired or modified if necessary
--> Has unlimited stamina due to being undead

Weaknesses:
--> Ghost form is extremely fragile against Demon Weapons, makes it easy for an enemy to eat her soul
--> Unable to train physical strength in the same way as living people
--> Ghost form can be detected by those able to sense souls
--> Legally dead, unable to own property or purchase goods in anything but cash, among countless other problems and inconveniences
--> Can terrify people without meaning to

Partner: Not decided

Soul Type and Appearance: A normal soul, royal blue color, constantly wears a cheeky smile

Appearance:

Her ghost form is roughly similar to this, except with a greyscale, transparent body and several stab wounds that remain to this day. She is also stuck permanently wearing a set of ghostly pajamas that can never actually come off, as they've become part of her ectoplasm.

The current vessel she's possessing is an extremely-detailed, highly-articulate, and surprisingly-resilient DWMA-made mannequin. However, it is still obviously not 100% accurate, so as not to cause an uncanny valley effect in others. This is most telling with the mouth, which is a simple marionette-style open-and-close affair, given that she doesn't need to move her vessel's mouth to speak.

Personality: Allison has been through a lot, being dead and all, but she prefers to look on the bright side of things. After all, her parents had their souls eaten, but she didn't, so in a way, she's still alive, right? She also refuses to pass on, preferring to spend as much time in the world of the living as she can, making sure that the tragedy that befell her and her family can never happen to anyone else.

She has a vicious hatred for those who would consume souls for their own personal gain, and believes in the DWMA's cause. She also believes that the United States seriously has to recognize that the ghost community exists. Being legally dead is not fun. If she manages to rescue a soul in the line of duty, she make sure to treat it with as much respect and dignity as possible.

Backstory: For the first 16 years of her life, Allison was a normal girl who went to a normal school, had normal friends, and was all-around completely ordinary.

Then a mask-wearing serial killer broke into her house in the middle of the night and murdered Allison and her entire family with a chef's knife before eating her family's souls right in front of her. She was lying on the ground, completely helpless, unable to move or speak, and waiting for the end. The final, permanent death that so many feared.

At the last possible second, she heard a blade meet flesh, and the killer fell to the ground before he could take a bite. The next second, her tiny soul was being held by someone completely different. A young girl, roughly in her age group, with a black school blazer, a miniskirt, and a deadly-looking scythe. The scythe transformed into a white-haired teenager who consumed the killer's red soul right then and there, scaring the shit out of her even further, before they discussed what to do with her.

It wasn't like she had a say in the matter, being mute and all, and they eventually took her with them.

And it was a long trip to the pair's destination. She was shoved into a suitcase so she couldn't exactly tell what was going on, but it lasted for what felt like days.

It turned out that it had been much shorter than that, because the pair were apparently headed to the DWMA's campus in Nevada, which...well, now that she thought about it, made perfect sense. But she was still worried about what would happen, and being locked in a mute, paralyzed state while stuck in Suitcase Hell for what felt like an eternity wasn't helping matters, along with the fact that, you know, her entire family was dead and she couldn't even go to the funeral.

All in all, it had been absolutely miserable, soul-crushing experience, but thankfully, it wasn't much longer before the world became much brighter...and she was still in her pajamas. In public. On the DWMA steps. While a ghost. For the first time ever.

Naturally, she freaked out and probably left a horrible impression on the rest of the school, but before she could get upset enough to consider going full poltergeist on the DWMA, a bunch of faculty members rushed outside and managed to calm her down enough to explain the situation (with her rescuers' help) and get her inside and situated.

To make a long story short, she was legally dead, meaning that she was also homeless, since she could no longer own property and her parents' house could only go to living next-of-kin. This also meant that she had nowhere else to go, so she begged to stay at the DWMA. She was allowed to enter the rolls as a student, supplied with a custom-made mannequin to possess, and became the DWMA's first ghost student. In time, she grew to appreciate the school and came to recognize it as her true home, though she's never fully forgiven Maka and Soul for what happened while on the way to the academy that fateful night.

Name / Nicknames:
Arlette Sylvestre

Age:
15

Gender:
Female

Role:
Demon Weapon

Special Trait:
Has extremely acute senses, she can distinguish faint smells, can pick up on distant and quiet sounds and quickly locate things within her field of view.

Strengths:
- Arle has quick reflexes and is able to pair that to keen senses to react quickly to threats and surprises.
- Arle is a trickster, great at finding the unconventional, asymmetrical solution to combat situations.
- Having been raised in a wild area, Arle is great when it comes to outdoor survival.

Weaknesses:
- Arle is a complex heavy weapon, she is not a weapon that can be picked up in a pinch by another meister.
- Lacks a lot of firepower as a weapon, her style is to win by keeping the control of the situation and dealing moderate damage.
- She is easily overwhelmed by too many sensory inputs at once and ends up stressed or distracted quite easily.

Partner:

Soul Type and Appearance:
A red soul with a fanged smile and a hood.

Appearance:

(summer style)

Taller than the average, standing at 1.71m, Arle has a slender frame, slim enough to look agile but wide enough to not look lanky. Her eyes have a colour close to bright copper and her, often messy, wavy brown hair goes down just past her shoulder. She has noticeably sharp teeth, with fangs.

For clothing, she says she doesn't care much but is noticeable she often picks clothing of a certain style, adapting it for cold and hot weather while keeping an identity and common theme and colour scheme. She likes loose flowing clothing and enjoys boots. She often wears bandanas and hats with fake wolf ears.

Her demeanour is typically confident, she rarely looks uncomfortable with herself unless she is stuck inside a room for too long. She has an intense stare, even when her facial expression is relaxed, though more often than not she looks a bit smug or annoyed.

Weapon Appearance and Description:


She takes the form of a double bladed glaive, with a variety of branching blades and handles to perform complex attack and defence patterns. Design-wise it has a black and copper colour scheme, the upper blade has a vague semblance to a wolf's head while the lower one has a straight simple shape that resembles a tail. The use of two blades sacrifices the finishing power of a single blade weapon but offers protection and the potential to keep up the pressure on opponents with sudden and constant slashes.

Personality:
It is said Arle was raised by wolves, the veracity of that is questionable as she is known to tell tall stories, though from her behaviour you would suspect that might as well be the case.

Simply put, she does what she wants and has the social conventions at the bottom of her priorities, add that to a tendency to say what is in her mind plus a love for teasing and tricking others and you end up with a well-known trouble maker, albeit a cheerful, friendly one, who doesn't see the harm in her taunting and lack of a sense of personal space. In fact, once one crosses her, which is hard to do, all the playfulness stops and she starts to address such people with fewer, colder words. It takes a long time to regain her trust once you break it.

She is pretty active, often preferring the outdoors and the touchable/practical over the theoretical. While she has a natural practical 'cleverness' to her, not many would describe her as smart or knowledgeable and she certainly doesn't have grand views on society and the world, just wishing to not be bothered by either, she likes the simple things like eating, fighting and sleeping.

Teamwork is as struggle as she always wants to do things her way, but at the same time she cares a lot about all her comrades, especially her meister. A self-described “big sister type” she often blames herself if anything goes wrong and is always ready to take a hit so someone else is safe.

Backstory:

Her biological parents were a meister / weapon duo who died in a mission weeks after she was born, after that she was sent to a distant sister who saw the baby as nothing but a burden and promptly abandoned her in a forest. She was found by an aging couple who lived in the forest as hunters and was adopted by them. They had no children of their own for Arle to be raised with, though she would often interact and play with the many dogs they used in their job. They were doting parents who rarely censored their daughter, only making sure Arle would not stand for wrongdoings or be mean to others, they also were a bit antiquated, not having much technology in their home and a fashion sense that was almost a century behind.

They lived in peaceful isolation on a forest but knew it would not be healthy for Arle to be limited to that small world. Once she was old enough to walk through the woods without much danger, they would incentivize her to go interact with kids in the nearby village, though they would rather homeschool her than to send her to the local school. With her energy and weird behaviour Arle would be seen as a troublemaker by many parents, one loudly questioning if she had been raised by wolves, the girl liked that and would from then onward say that was indeed the case.

With her teenagerhood came the first signs she was a demon weapon, something that was unknown to the couple. As isolated as they were, even they knew about the DWMA, and also knew it would be the right place for their girl from then onward. With no reluctance they made the arrangements to have her enrolled, starting a new chapter in Arle’s life, far away from her adoptive parents and her homeland.