Cherrywitch

Highschoolers, Fight on!

@OliveYou Did you mention anything about the boss’ reaction to the attacks and I missed it? I can’t really do much without it.

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The time always seemed to tick away ever so slowly in this class, didn’t it? The professor’s voice has become an inaudible blur in his hearing, sounding muffled through a sheet of cotton and blended with the sighs and disgust of his peers. Sphera lightly nibbled the end of his pencil’s eraser, staring out absent mindedly to the hot day outside. The one thing he could say about his prison getup— it was quite cool.

With his cheek pressed firmly into his pale palm, all of the surrounding noise of the classroom was completely set on mute and ignored, unluckily this included the bell. Sphera’s piercing orange eyes began to let the top eyelids slide down and curtain his vision, happy to fall into his little dream world until he was poked in the back.

Sphera gave a silent jolt awake, turning his head slowly to gaze up at Jackson with parted lips. It took a moment for his lullabied brain to process the words, closing his mouth and giving a little nod in response. The quiet weapon got up from his seat and gently pushed it in against the table, glancing back at his meister. He hesitated, before almost whispering in his usually hushed raspy voice. ”Are we going to the mission board again today?” The dark haired boy played with his fraying sleeve out of nervous habit. He was getting better, at least. Before he couldn’t barely look anyone in the face, but now Jackson had the honor of receiving the occasional glance of eye contact. It was a work in progress, no doubt about that.

@Agent 47

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Sphera, the ball and chain

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Sphera Ettorque

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Name
Sphera Ettorque
_{Fun fact: In Latin, his name literally means “Ball and Chain”}

Nickname/Alias
Chains

Age
16 1/2

Gender
Male

Race
Demon weapon

Appearance
Sphera is a rather short and meek individual, not surpassing 5’3” or 110 pounds. He has dark curly hair and ghostly pale skin, making his sharp orange eyes stand out all the more. He still wears his bedraggled jail uniform, since technically he is still a prisoner, as well as a magic-infused chain around his neck. If Sphera attempts to escape, it will burn extremely hot temperatures. Sphera does not wear shoes and mostly appears as if he had just crawled out of bed.

Clothing Reference

Personality
Despite what would be expected of a convict, Sphera is actually quite mild in personality. He’s usually tuned out and not really paying attention, which can get him a punch in the arm from his meister from time to time, but he’s really not a scary guy. Sphera tends to keep to himself and doesn’t really talk much, only truly trusting his meister for most things. He can be shy and timid, often avoiding eye contact if possible.
In battle, however, Sphera becomes a completely different person. His eyes turn wild and he gets a strange grin on his face. The thrill of battle sets him off into a madman, who simply loves destruction. This can be accounted to his past, however, and Sphera often feels quite bad about it later.

Likes
Sphera is a huge sucker for chocolate, and will be very happy if anyone gives him any. He enjoys watching people, though he avoids actually interacting with them. He finds people interesting, and likes to see what they do. Sphera also is quite attached to his meister, though he won’t admit it openly.

Dislikes
He absolutely hates green vegetables, and getting him to eat any is about the difficulty of pulling a tooth without anesthesia and proper tools. Sphera doesn’t like to be left alone, but at the same time dislikes being crowded. He doesn’t like loud noises or anything really startling.

Fears
Sphera is desperately afraid of the dark. Even a dark night will send the poor thing into a panic-driven hyperventilation attack. Putting him into pure darkness will leave him paralyzed with terror, so he cannot speak or move.
He is also afraid of crowds, but if someone he trusts is nearby him he does not get so frightened.

Backstory
Sphera’s parents were a sad couple in a small town not far off from the academy. They had tried for years to have children, but never succeeded. Desperate, the couple turned to the dark magics and searched for the aid of a witch.
The witch would grant their request and make them fertile, on the account that their first born would belong to her. The couple were scared but out of options, and were forced to agree to her terms.
Eight months later, a beautiful baby boy was born from the couple, known in town as “the baby with orange eyes.” It was not long before the witch had found out of their success, and demanded the child.
Though the couple had tried to hide little Sphera, the witch destroyed their home and carried off the crying infant to the dismay of his parents.
Sphera was raised by the witch to be her weapon, he was a sad and emotionless catalyst of destruction that she had turned him into. A meister from the academy came and destroyed the witch, sending poor Sphera off to jail for aiding her.
Then, his meister appeared. Someone who couldn’t resonate with any of the weapons at the academy, Jackson went to the jails and immediately found Sphera as a perfect match. Death allowed this, on the condition that Sphera must wear the chain around his neck in case the part inside of him twisted by the witch would come out and try to make him turn on the academy. Sphera agreed willingly and happily.

Partner Name
Jackson Leander Maximilian Bishop Whitehall, the III

Weapon Form and Description
A slow but devastating weapon, Sphera is a spiked ball and chain demon weapon.

The ball meets up to his meister’s hip, and the chain is meters long. Though he cannot attack fast, the blows can cave in brick walls and absolutely destroy the battlefield (and hopefully the enemies with it.) His meister must be someone who thinks ahead clearly, is very accurate and physical capable to wield him correctly.

Miscellaneous Abilities/Skills
His abilities aren’t quite well known, but it is clear to see he is quite used to being on the front lines of a fight. Sphera also knows how to cook, but otherwise he was not taught in basic things such as how to ride a bike or swim.

Soul Resonance
Known as “Thunder Break”, the soul resonance turns the weapon’s form into a slightly larger ball with multiple longer spikes. The biggest transformation in being that the weapon becomes completely consumed in crackling electricity, especially around the ball. When it strikes, a loud clap similar to a thunder clap rings out.
Ball reference

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@Agent 47 Sorry, that took longer than I anticipated!

Sphera, the ball and chain

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Sphera Ettorque

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Name
Sphera Ettorque
_{Fun fact: In Latin, his name literally means “Ball and Chain”}

Nickname/Alias
Chains

Age
16 1/2

Gender
Male

Race
Demon weapon

Appearance
Sphera is a rather short and meek individual, not surpassing 5’3” or 110 pounds. He has dark curly hair and ghostly pale skin, making his sharp orange eyes stand out all the more. He still wears his bedraggled jail uniform, since technically he is still a prisoner, as well as a magic-infused chain around his neck. If Sphera attempts to escape, it will burn extremely hot temperatures. Sphera does not wear shoes and mostly appears as if he had just crawled out of bed.

Clothing Reference

Personality
Despite what would be expected of a convict, Sphera is actually quite mild in personality. He’s usually tuned out and not really paying attention, which can get him a punch in the arm from his meister from time to time, but he’s really not a scary guy. Sphera tends to keep to himself and doesn’t really talk much, only truly trusting his meister for most things. He can be shy and timid, often avoiding eye contact if possible.
In battle, however, Sphera becomes a completely different person. His eyes turn wild and he gets a strange grin on his face. The thrill of battle sets him off into a madman, who simply loves destruction. This can be accounted to his past, however, and Sphera often feels quite bad about it later.

Likes
Sphera is a huge sucker for chocolate, and will be very happy if anyone gives him any. He enjoys watching people, though he avoids actually interacting with them. He finds people interesting, and likes to see what they do. Sphera also is quite attached to his meister, though he won’t admit it openly.

Dislikes
He absolutely hates green vegetables, and getting him to eat any is about the difficulty of pulling a tooth without anesthesia and proper tools. Sphera doesn’t like to be left alone, but at the same time dislikes being crowded. He doesn’t like loud noises or anything really startling.

Fears
Sphera is desperately afraid of the dark. Even a dark night will send the poor thing into a panic-driven hyperventilation attack. Putting him into pure darkness will leave him paralyzed with terror, so he cannot speak or move.
He is also afraid of crowds, but if someone he trusts is nearby him he does not get so frightened.

Backstory
Sphera’s parents were a sad couple in a small town not far off from the academy. They had tried for years to have children, but never succeeded. Desperate, the couple turned to the dark magics and searched for the aid of a witch.
The witch would grant their request and make them fertile, on the account that their first born would belong to her. The couple were scared but out of options, and were forced to agree to her terms.
Eight months later, a beautiful baby boy was born from the couple, known in town as “the baby with orange eyes.” It was not long before the witch had found out of their success, and demanded the child.
Though the couple had tried to hide little Sphera, the witch destroyed their home and carried off the crying infant to the dismay of his parents.
Sphera was raised by the witch to be her weapon, he was a sad and emotionless catalyst of destruction that she had turned him into. A meister from the academy came and destroyed the witch, sending poor Sphera off to jail for aiding her.
Then, his meister appeared. Someone who couldn’t resonate with any of the weapons at the academy, Jackson went to the jails and immediately found Sphera as a perfect match. Death allowed this, on the condition that Sphera must wear the chain around his neck in case the part inside of him twisted by the witch would come out and try to make him turn on the academy. Sphera agreed willingly and happily.

Partner Name
Jackson Leander Maximilian Bishop Whitehall, the III

Weapon Form and Description
A slow but devastating weapon, Sphera is a spiked ball and chain demon weapon.

The ball meets up to his meister’s hip, and the chain is meters long. Though he cannot attack fast, the blows can cave in brick walls and absolutely destroy the battlefield (and hopefully the enemies with it.) His meister must be someone who thinks ahead clearly, is very accurate and physical capable to wield him correctly.

Miscellaneous Abilities/Skills
His abilities aren’t quite well known, but it is clear to see he is quite used to being on the front lines of a fight. Sphera also knows how to cook, but otherwise he was not taught in basic things such as how to ride a bike or swim.

Soul Resonance
To be added.

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Wahhh is this still accepting? If so, would a meister or a weapon character be preferred?

Highschoolers, Fight on!

Suuuuure they are *wink wink*

_{Nah they still OTP tho}

Highschoolers, Fight on!

@OliveYou Well, any ideas I could give you would just be shipping pairs, so. I’m sure you can figure it out, maybe ask the people left over what they wanna do?

_{Yes, I already have ships of characters in this rp. Don’t judge me.}

In Retrospect of the World - A Demon Roleplay

Out of all of the demons, Ibis was probably the most uncomfortable in the new setting. For one who was once the controller of an entire universal plane, of which she could build and destroy anything of which she desired— this humid, bug infested, disgusting realm was anything but enjoyable.

But, it was knowledge.

Ibis poked at the clothes she had dressed her human form in, appropriate attire for a human of her estimated age. She then fumbled with the messy hair and frowned at the tan complexion she wore. Ibis felt unbelievably out of place in this body. What could she do? Even the Omniscient Owl suffered from such the drain in souls and power affecting the demon kind. She let out a huff of air.

The girl ran her fingers through the black bangs, covering her currently closed third eye Absent-mindedly. She gave a vague glance to Grandmother Wolf, her gaze dead and emotionless as always. Something felt... off. There were other presences heading this way.

The owl closed her two main eyes, the third opening slowly on her forehead and beginning to glow its dusty pink color. ”Soldier men, humans. Not very many, it seems to be a patrol group. If it is wished, I could confuse them long enough to allow us by.” At her offer, Ibis opened her other two eyes, also glowing, to direct her attention to Grandmother, she seeming to be the seniority of not the most leader-worthy of the troupe.

@Canidae

Highschoolers, Fight on!

For the most part, Raphael was ignoring the demon child he was protecting. It ticked him off, really. Who did this kid think they were, making Raph save their butt? And why did he suddenly have a damn conscience all of a sudden? It wasn’t like he enjoyed being around the brat, all he wanted to do was shake them off. Still, the fae was acting as a personal bodyguard. Raphael grumbled under his breath, which there was still little of after the recent encounter.

Finally into what Raph had expected to be a safe haven, the two discovered even more calamity in the main hall. Blood, weapons and some ink-like substance strewn on the ground alongside injured students, most of the first year such as Raphael and Seren were. For a split second, Raph felt his faerie side poke at him to try and heal his comrades, but he shook it off like a wet dog. Who would help these morons? All he had to do was keep the kid—

Where did they go?

Raphael flicked his gaze about frantically, whirling around on his heel just in time to see Seren piss off one of the gelatinous creatures. The blonde ground his teeth in frustration. God, this kid was more of a bad listener than he was!

”What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

The fae boy shoved the white haired Seren out of the way, creating a translucent golden shield just in time to block the attack. But, his magic was weak without direct sunlight, and he had used a lot earlier. The shield shattered fairly quickly, only taking some of the damage for him as he was knocked back painfully onto the floor. ”Ah...” Raphael winced, inspecting his bleeding forearm, cut deep with claw marks.

Luckily, the monsters had begun to flee, even if they had not all been badly injured. Raph pushed himself up onto his feet, eyeing the more injured in the center of the wall of students. Ch. I don’t need to sit out.

Before the calm could allow the students to rest for long, another beast’s piercing roar slammed into their eardrums, Raphael squinting and covering his nearest ear from the sound. ”These things don’t stop coming...” He hissed under his breath, glancing again at his bleeding arm. Raphael extended the hand and forged a long sword from the sunlight, it noticeably flickering in creation. He was running low on energy... he had to make this fast.

The sharp auburn eyes shot up like daggers at the bear, Raph scowling with blatant annoyance. Like a bolt, the blonde raced forward, turning on his side and sliding to the side of the bear creature, a determined look hardening his expression. On his good hand, Raphael flipped himself over onto one foot, swinging the blade down against the spirit’s spine. He slid to the side, avoiding the immediate next attack, and gaining the attention of the beast. Now, it left itself open.

@OliveYou@Metamore

In Retrospect of the World - A Demon Roleplay

Ibis of the Void

True Demon Form

Under the Hood

Name:
The Oracle, Angel of the Void, amongst other names. Most commonly known as “Ibis” meaning “owl.”
Age:
Unknown. Some believe she has been alive since the beginning of time.
Gender:
Female
Demon Of/Duty:
Ibis is the demon of Wisdom. She is near omniscient, and her memory is incomparable.
Ibis also is the guardian of the void, a place where time and space is null which sits in the center of the universe. The void is almost as mysterious as Ibis herself, and it’s purpose is unknown.
Abilities:
Ibis is not a fighter by any means. Her powers are purely that of finding and storing information.

• Mind magick is Ibis’ main source of powers. This includes creating thin illusions, mind reading, and telekinesis. She can also make herself hover, but this isn’t much of a power. Her memory is never ending, and she can remember the slightest details of an event from thousands of years ago. Other demons often come to her for information about the past, earning her one of the popular nicknames “The Oracle.”
• Void guardian is a secondary set of powers which only works under certain conditions. Those conditions mainly being that she is inside the void. Here, in her own plane, Ibis can create or destroy her same illusions— but for the small time they are there, they are real. They can be touched, they live and breath, but just like that they can vanish. It’s quite disorienting, to say the least, and will put any one else in her realm at a major disadvantage.

Appearance:
Ibis’ skin is a near steel gray, she a short and slight girl at around just five feet. She has long flowing dark locks that seem to absorb the light around it, a pure pool of nothingness. Her facial features are angular, if you can make them out, with wide Amber eyes, a small low setting nose, thin angled eyebrows and thick deep purple lips. When using her powers, her fingertips and eyes will glow a dusty pink. On her forehead is a third eye, outlined in a glowing blue triangle. From her shoulder blades protrude enormous black wings with a slight reflective blue tint.
She almost always is in her feathered hood, however, so that is mostly all you see with her wings.
Personality:
Ibis can be described as cold, calculating and generally emotionless. Her voice is more often than not soft but without any life to it. She is very loyal and protective over those near her, but getting close to her is no easy task. Ibis is highly intelligent and is on a constant search for more knowledge, it seeming to be the only thing she truly cares about.
She is generally just a neutral character that goes often unnoticed, and never seems to have any opinions for herself. She would never side with anyone, unless more knowledge was being offered to her of which she does not know.
Background:
As previously mentioned, Ibis’ origin is so buried in the past that it had become not important. She was created with the void, the soul owner and guardian of the anomaly. If she is destroyed, so is the void, and vice versa. Many believe this would cause the entire universe to shake at its roots.
The only reason she has left her personal realm is because she was asked to, and was offered the knowledge to learn of humans and their intricacies.
Other: Obsessed with learning, and has a fear of crowds.

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Human Form

Name:
Iris Diov
Age You Appear As:
17
Gender:
Female
Abilities:
Her mind magick abilities have been nearly halved, so her mind reading is at random, she can only lift small objects with telekinesis and so on. Her void guardian powers are also gone, due to her being outside of her realm.
Appearance:
Still fairly small, “Iris” is about 5’2” with shaggy black hair, pale skin and the same auburn eyes. All of her facial features are the same, including her third eye and symbol on her forehead, which she covers with her hair. Seen usually in a peasant dress running errands.
Personality:
Though she tries, Iris is just as cold as Ibis. She’s considered shy, and not very talkative. She’s brilliant in her studies, making her employers flabbergasted at her intelligence level, and her love of books which is so uncommon for a common peasant maid. She’s not sportive in any way, working as a maid in a rich household. Though Iris doesn’t know, she is quite popular among the young men because of her pretty face, but she brushes them off quite callously on the daily. She is indifferent in about everything, and very easily amused by new gadgets and such.
Iris actually loves stuffed animals, as the humans call them, and has a multitude in her room.

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Animal Form

Animal:
An owl
Appearance:
A huge owl, about as big as a large vulture, with pitch black wings and her sharp amber eyes. This form, too, has a third eye on its forehead.