DearTrickster

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

i maDE ANOTHER ONE

@Indy Cooper

Spotify Link: Gimmie that Fire

8tracks Link: Gimmie that Fire

.:: ℤ𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕒 - 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 ::.

I wouldn't click that link.

@Dervish

What if I want a virus and learn Spanish? Win win.

Soul Eater: Dance Of Devils

@DearTrickster He created a pm then I responded, but he hasn't said anything since.

@alexfangtalon

Good to know, @Lord Szall?

Soul Eater: Dance Of Devils

@Lord Szall Um? Why did you post your character sheet with no mention of weapon partner Cassie?

Did you guys talk about a joint history?

Mass Effect: Borealis

Dex, Bridge

She made notes while others spoke, pleased with Haze’s ideas. He’d need to fill in the gaps with intel, information she could easily provide. Iosif offering to run transport would be a huge advantage, Iosif had proven on their last mission he was more than capable of handling the Kite. Rolling with the unexpected. While Haze’s plan had some good potential for being the groundwork.

Khosin being able to provide some information through the Blue Suns, she wondered if she’d be able to tap those sources of his for more. A small swipe across her omnitool, flitted to a new page of information. Firu making herself available to help the medical staff on Lafayette made Dex smile, she was willing to pitch in and help. When Drono replied it pulled her attention back, nodding along with what he had to say. If he had a contact to lead Yestin astray it meant she could focus entirely on the mission. Ambushing an enemy was arguably her favourite way to deal with them. When he referred to her as ‘babe’, the creak in the chair was on the only indication of her distaste.

Dex regarded Haze replying to him, “I’ll be making up information packets for everyone with what I gather. So we’re all on the same page. You’ve got a good start for a plan now Haze.” She pointed to Iosif, “That would be perfect actually. You handled yourself well with the Kite on Virmire, I’ll be using the ship as our main hub of communications and security. Ideally I want to be on the ground, free to move to help wherever it is needed. Helping Tanya sabotage the mechs, hacking the shits directly, shooting a couple kneecaps… the usual.”

She stood up from her seat looking to Vellios replying, “I agree actually. I don’t think Vellios will work out as a decoy. If we want mercs alive and someone reliable to get from point A to point B I’d rather have Khosin covering for decoy. Faking an injury won’t be too difficult. He’s volunteered.”

“We can work out those details as we plan some more but that is my two cents on that matter.” Dex turned walking over to Serena next. “You and I have some work to do.”

She stopped then looked back over her shoulder at Drono, his mood had noticeably improved. She smiled then sauntered over to him with an exaggerated sway of her hips. Leaning over his shoulder to whisper in his ear, “Don’t call me, Babe.” A note above venomous. Lightly patting his cheek with her mechanical hand, affectionately.

She nodded at the others, “Keep an eye out for that info packet.”

They had a few weeks of time, plenty for a former spy to work her magic.

Soul Eater: Dance Of Devils

Also, the IC post is done, has been for a day now I think, once Trickster looks it over and everyone here gets the final form of their CS posted for review, I think we can get this whole thing started!

@Kouki

Yeah I can edit it a bit for you and buff it up for IC grand opening.

Soul Eater: Dance Of Devils

Shouldn't we approve their merged history first and any other changes they've made?

@Kouki

GooooOOOood point, yeah. You're right.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

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Time: The Next Day - Evening - 7:00 PM
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada

The Ambassador, Mandate, and Bach had retired to a quiet hotel for the day. Relaxing mostly but gathering their resources. They debated heavily upon returning to Paris, Bach wanted to retreat to the safety of home to study the curious little box Hekate gifted to The Ambassador. While Odette made a point of reminding Bach that the White Witch was on the hunt for Gwyneth’s Sight, the item they presumed to be hidden in the box. It was another matter to unlocking the wards around it.

Bach had sketched the box and it’s markings into Odette’s grimoire, while she wrote copious amounts of notes. Raising questions, debating on its origins, referring back to what the Oracle had said. Mandate filling lulls of debate with notes of her strange logic as well, adding to the conversation. Her perspective was strange, but it helped launch the pair into new avenues of thought. The TV was on in the background mostly for Mandate’s benefit, interrupted static and a slew of voices pulled the scheduled programming off to air it’s own message.

_{“People of America, we find ourselves at the precipice. For far too long, our elected leaders and those who have been put into place to protect us from the threats that we face have failed to act. Instead, they have sat idly by and watched as freaks in capes, mages and monsters have taken the security of this world into their own hands. For the most part, the people have accepted the rule of gods amongst us, at the detriment of humankind.”}

Sirens began to wail outside, several emergency response vehicles racing down the strip. The noise of that finally pulled Odette’s attention from her notes, she looked at the TV. Mandate watched it intently. Odette’s smartphone vibrated, the same broadcast playing on it.

“Tonight, we have completed multiple, simultaneous operations against known threats. We have also eliminated the organization known as STRIKE, for their failure to act against hostile forces. We will no longer tolerate the meta human threat to our world, nor those who support them. We will continue to act, until all meta humans, as well as those who provide material aid or support for their kind, are wiped from the face of the Earth.”

“Pourquoi?” She muttered leaning her chin against her hand while she watched. “STRIKE? Isn’t that America’s government run agency for metahuman affairs?”

Bach nodded, eyes glued to the tv.

The Hounds of Humanity banner flashed red across the screen ending the broadcast in ominous static for several minutes. Odette stared at the screen, silence stretched between the three of them. Not sure how to react, a chorus of panicked taps against the hotel window broke the silence. Bach allowed the hurried sprites of every element enter the room, some surrounded Bach while others swooped in around Odette, all panicking in their native tongues.

One of the air sprites had enough sense to use Common Fey, “My Lady! It’s terrible! We’ve been attacked!”

Holding open her hand for the sprites to stand on speaking in Common Fey, “Please, what has happened?”

“The club! Pixy Stix! It was a neutral ground for Faerie here in the city. It was destroyed by these abhorrent Hounds of Humanity. They set it ablaze and killed everyone inside. It was neutral ground, My Lady. Pixy Stix welcomed everyone through its doors, it-”

Odette’s expression snapped with shock, she looked to Bach who in turn went from shock to anger hearing the same from the sprites with him. Bach and Odette without another word began to move, ready to leave in record time. Her heart rammed against her chest, she created a portal from within the hotel, not caring much for the conspicuous light. Transporting them by the guidance of the sprites, they arrived opposite to the building of Pixy Stix upon the rooftop. The destruction was absolute. Lights of emergency vehicles washed over the three of them as they observed from above. Her phone blew up with notifications, messages, phone calls going straight to voicemail. Pixy Stix and STRIKE weren’t the only victims of these attacks.

The shambles of the building were hollowed out by the fire, invisible to the emergency crews working around them - were the Fey. Some were helping to put out the fires, a great many were in tears, others too scared to draw close. The sprites whispered on, iron was used against the Fey in Pixy Stix had not quite been confirmed. Odette’s fists clenched, her shoulders pulled rigidly. She sent the sprites down to the Fey gathering with instructions to bring them to her, away from the humans trying to do their best to control the fire. She wanted to speak with them, words forming in her mind on the heels of torrenting emotion roiling inside of her. The Fey’s emotion fueled her own.

They met away from the horrifying scene, prying eyes, and possible danger. Welcoming them into her warded dome, Mandate stood beside her while Bach was to her right. Before the small crowd many were whispering curiously, others consoling. Motley of colour, spirit and Fey.

“My name is The Ambassador of the Fair Folk, we hail from Paris. Tonight I stand before you as a friend, this horror will be felt by us all.” Her voice pulled the attention of most, she spoke raising her voice but the severity of her tone climbed.

Odette’s eyes swept through the crowd, briefly catching eye contact with some. “These, Hounds of Humanity,” She pulled her lip up in disgust, “have made a point of targeting metahumans and the magical community. I say they are utter fools for earning the attention of Faerie. I look out upon you tonight and I see tears, bewilderment… Fear.” She said noting the arrival of more Fey, entering through the ward. Her expression softened a little. There was a murmur of agreement, nodding heads. “Grieve my friends, honour the spirits that have been taken away from us. We will not allow such an attack to go unmarked. For tomorrow…”

She paused taking a deep breath in through her nose, “We will be angry! We will show the filth what it means to poison us, what it means to burn us. This is our opportunity to show them, remind them of an important lesson generations of humans have forgotten.” Allowing Arcane Stream magic to surround her, billowing from her body on waves of rage. “We never disappeared! We will not be cowed so easily by this violence!”

The crowd’s emotion joined in hers, swaying them from their grief into a singular feeling.

She had their complete attention.

“My friends! Hounds of Humanity will not escape our attention!”

Roars of agreement came from everyone present. They marched out of the gathering area, renewed with untold amounts of energy. Many casting sigils, connecting with friends and family. The Ambassador lead the procession back onto the street. With a singular click of her heels she lept up to the pocked building beside Pixy Stix, staring down the scorched letters of HOH in the street. An illusion spell was cast over all the humans present, her appearance being blurred by smoke.

Summoning the arcane stream again to her, Words of Power stirred the wind around her blowing the smoke in an updraft. Blue mist mixed generously seeping into the flames of the letters, removing one letter at a time, the flames seemed now to be in control of The Ambassador. Her brow furrowed with concentration, chanting the spell her hands lifting. The fire disappeared, smothered by the blue mist. The mist bloomed against the backdrop of black smoke, taking the distinct shape of a yew tree.

Lowering her hands she stared up at her mark. A hatchet in the post. Her declaration.

Soul Eater: Dance Of Devils

@DearTrickster As for an update, I didn't have time until the 21st so Szall and I haven't been able to discuss anything.

@alexfangtalon

Thanks for letting us know, as soon as you can would be great.

Character Tab has been started,@Maxwell and @Kaithas please go ahead and post up your completed character sheets. :)

Soul Eater: Dance Of Devils

Lacey Malta - Henry Halloway - Peter Halloway

Dual Soul-Magnet Dagger Meister

DWMA Name: Lacey Malta
True Name: Lacey Goodman

Dialogue Text Color: Orchid

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Playlist - The B Team
[8tracks Link]
[Spotify Link]

Appearance

Appearance:

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Lacey stands at an average height of 5'6", lithe, quick and athletic build. Weighing in at around 140 lbs. Sports long purple-dyed hair, tied up with a bandana when training and out on a mission. Naturally black hair. Light blue eyes. Prefers to dress in layers. While at school she wears a default black and white uniform, with skirt and running shoes, her hair often left down.

Uniform

Shape of Soul:

Her soul is perfectly balanced between negative and positive soul charges. Taking on the shape of a black and white circle halved down the middle.

Theme Songs

"I never want to slow down, never compromise on myself for anyone."


"Please don't block me out. I'm here to help."


"I'm alive and I'm here for a reason."

Backstory

Born and raised in Portland, Oregon USA the youngest of three children. The only one to manifest abilities for soul perception in generations. As a preteen girl with uncanny abilities to sense souls, her eyes were set on joining Death Weapon Meister Academy if not only for higher education but the pull of excitement and glory. Her parents are simple realtors, middle class family. In the startling new era of peace, her parents hadn’t expected to have a meister in the family. They were terrified for her safety they initially forced her to join NOT classes, Lacey garnered some resentment for their insistence in spite of their good intentions. Lacey was too young to truly understand the threat the Kishin had posed, while her parents were well aware of what lurked behind the black blood. The era of peace was only afforded after Madness had held the future in its palm.

At the age of 13, in the first year of her NOT classes Lacey struggled to find a weapon partner while she worked tirelessly honing her body for combat, learning early on she was built for speed and not strength. She focused on taking freerunning classes and hand-to-hand combat. She roomed with a prodigy EAT student named Vanessa Amsel, set to graduate a little early. Amsel initially took young Lacey under her wing, helping her adjust to the new school and swing of things. Unfortunately their friendship crumbled shortly after Lacey found weapon partners. Amsel moved on after graduation, joining international DWMA teams and missions.

Lacey’s soul wavelength was often toted to be the problem with potential partners. Omitting the cause of clashing personalities, weapons would comment on how strange or how it felt as if they were trying to synchronize with more than one soul, much to Lacey’s dismay.

It wasn’t until the exams and final cuts for NOT students entering EAT classes when the pressure increased, potentially forcing Lacey to remain in NOT for another semester. While there were twin brothers who struggled with a similar problem, due to their unique polar opposite soul wavelengths they were incredibly picky in who could handle not just one brother but both at the same time.

Henry and Peter Halloway were originally designated to EAT classes individually until they decided they were more effective together. With the looming threat of being demoted back down to NOT classes for lack of a partner they took a leap of faith with Lacey Malta. Miraculously their souls synchronized and from then on became partners.

For the past three years, the three of them have been living in an apartment in Death City. Working part time jobs, juggling school and international missions to collect evil souls. Two hundred souls weren’t going to collect themselves.

Lacey studied as well as she could, not the brightest student in the class but holding an average grade overall. While in combat she is ruthlessly quick to start and end fights. Tirelessly she trained day in and day out, took to running to school preferring to vault across rooftops than catch a ride with the twins.

It surprised her, as well as her partners when they were pulled to join the AEGIS initiative. Lacey teetered on the decision, knowing the challenges would be upped exponentially but it would ultimately be challenging.

Unbeknownst to Lacey, dormant secrets lie within her oddly shaped soul. A soul containing generations of history.

Abilities/Skills:

Minimal Soul Perception:
Lacey can sense human souls within a small building. Very limited to location.

Survival Skills:
Lacey specializes in wilderness survival. Able to reasonably survive in hostile environments from building shelters, foraging for food and water, and basic navigation skills (i.e reading a map, following a compass, etc).

First Aid Training:
Trained and educated in first aid response.

Parkour/Freerunning:
Among the first skills she learned when she joined DWMA, incorporates it in her fighting style. Fast, adaptive, and moves like no wall is too steep to climb.

Stamina Training
Focuses her training around being faster and lasting longer than anyone she faces in a fight. It’s on-going training, goals set for adding a second or two extra to her reaction and reflex time.

Misc Skills - Great Dancer:
Loves contemporary and interpretative dance, took classes hoping to improve balance. She stuck with it as a fun hobby.

Techniques:

Soul Lasso:
When Peter and Henry have sensed a soul for its magnetic alignment they can be thrown around their target to create a lasso for Lacey to pull. Depending on the strength of the soul, (if it is resonating, large in general, or witch’s soul) would affect her ability to pull them, stronger souls require higher soul resonance.

Magnet Push
A full force of a push against the target's soul directly. Meant to push the target off their feet, in stronger souls meant to throw them off balance.

Magnet Pull:
An undirected pull, similar to Soul Lasso but primarily for crowd control. Similar application as Magnet Push.

Soul Resonance Technique - Complete the Circuit:
Fully synchronized with her weapon partners, they affectionately dub it Complete the Circuit. Their weapon forms grow in size, begin to glow and with immense concentration, practice and honing of skill they are able to project a magnetic field as Lacey's soul swells in size. Their techniques become more powerful, strong souls they weren't able to budge before now resist a noticeable pull/push on their soul.

Experimental Technique - Static Shield
An experimental technique the three of them have been working on. The Static Shield can be described as a soul charge crackling across Lacey’s body. By quickly pushing and pulling against Lacey’s soul in a strange inverse soul resonance they create a static charge around her body to protect from stray projectiles, rough falls, and restraints. In its current form they can roughly get her entire body outlined but it drains Lacey’s stamina.

Equipment:

Wears:
Kneepads
Elbow pads
Protective Vest
Leather Holsters (Legs)
Customized fingerless gloves, rubber groves and padding in palms (increased grip)
Running Shoes

Dresses in layers to protect her skin and body from rough landings or rolls. In weapon form her partners add a layer of protection to her wrists with steel bands

On Belt:
Three Small Waterproof Pouches
-> Cellphone, Money, ID.
-> Small First Aid Kit
-> Flint and Steel, Compass, Flashlight

Personality:

Perseverant:
"Again! Spar me again! I'm not nearly black and blue enough to be calling it quits now!"

Tactless/Blunt:
"You failed your exam. The next one won't be until next year, might get dropped back down to NOT for a year- wait why are you so upset?"

Outgoing:
"We have the entire weekend off, go on a run with me. We can plan some missions together, oh! Or get breakfast-""

Humble:
“I’m always moving forward, there’s always going to be someone bigger and smarter than me.”

Lacey understands a great deal of how much work she took on by accepting not just one weapon partner but two. She is a self starting individual, restless and will always speak her mind regardless of how it must sound to a stranger. She fully intends to earn respect from her classmates, her teachers and her family. Believes the effort and work she puts forth will be returned given time. In the form of saving her life or saving others.

Supporting Characters:

Parents:
George and Beverly Goodman

Siblings:
Older Brother - Patrick Goodman (Eldest)
Older Sister - Kendra Goodman

Past Friends:
Vanessa Amsel - Fire Glaive Meister
Flint Mackay - Weapon - Fire Glaive

Weapon Partners -

Peter Halloway
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Character Sheet

True Name: Peter Halloway

Dialogue Text Color: Rosybrown

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Weapon - Human

Appearance

Appearance:

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Peter Halloway stands at a tall 6'1", on the skinnier side, not much muscle but rough calloused hands from working at a mechanic shop. Weighing in at around 155 lbs. Stylishly cut brown hair, close to his head. Wears square black frame glasses, and often seen in formal wear. Bright blue eyes. His formal wear carries onto his school uniform, having picked the most formal amongst the uniforms provided by DWMA. Black suit jacket adorned with the Death skull on his right breast pocket, white dress shirt, and black slacks.

Shape of Soul:

Peter's soul is largely if not completely positive in magnetic charge.

Weapon Form:

Fairbairn-Sykes Dagger


Opposite to his brother Henry. His blade in weapon form is grey steel, embedded in the base of the blade just above the hilt is the positive + symbol. The blade glows blue, along with the symbol when Peter resonates with Lacey. The blade itself grows in a few inches of length, along with the steel band on Lacey's wrist growing larger to protect more surface area, the wristband has the positive + symbol embedded in it.

Theme Songs

"There's little out there that will get between me and my partners."


"Let’s go for a ride."

Backstory

Born and raised in Cincinnati, Indiana USA one of twins. His weapon abilities manifested first while his brother's came shortly after at the age of 12. An awkward first couple of years adjusting to the magnetic pulls and pushes of his abilities, before too long him and his brother were sent to DWMA to learn to control their new powers. His parents encouraging for their development. It was after their first year of attending DWMA that their mother passed away in her sleep due to a unfortunate aneurysm caused by blood thinning medication, when a fall resulted in a unchecked ruptured vein in her brain. Her death was abrupt, and gave the twins no chance to say goodbye. The completely preventable causes of her death simply rubbed salt in the wound.

Initially after recovering from the loss of their mother they separated to learn about themselves on their own, Peter showed detail orientated intelligence and picked up studying weapon lineages with interest. In the first few years working with different partners they really grew as people and individuals. Their differences growing more stark each year, but never once straining their bond as twins. It wasn't until they decided to come back together, finding their effectiveness was exponentially upped when they fought together. The difficulty became very apparent when they had a terrible time to find a partner to suit their strange needs.

A last chance and final partner matchup brought up young freshman Lacey Malta into their lives. Initially Peter was less than impressed, he saw hard work and being forced to listen to a headstrong freshman. In the years they worked together as partners things began rather rocky, Peter often butted heads with Lacey. Their teasing testing her patience at every comment. Peter found his middle ground with her when Lacey split from a toxic friendship with Vanessa Amsel. When Peter saw her vulnerable, it inspired a protective streak in him for Lacey. Peter grew to be close friends with her from that point on. In her hands they were a team, Peter trusted not only his life but the life of his brother with her.

Ever since arriving to Death City Peter showed an intense interest in vintage cars and had a knack for working on engines in his spare time. He was hired at a local mechanic's shop part time as an apprentice. From there they dragged in a shell of a 1968 Ragtop Chevy Camaro telling him that was his project. Peter worked night and day on that car, scraping together his meager paychecks to save and afford the parts he needed. He replaced leather upholstery, did custom paint jobs, and rebuilt the engine from scratch. When it was complete he had his full driver's licence and drives it everywhere. Often totes it as his favourite place to be.

While he learned about gutting cars he also explored his sense of style and fashion. He takes great pride in his style. Hopes to instill some of that sense onto his twin, but knows such self awareness might be too lofty a goal.

In the years presiding their partnership, Peter, Henry and Lacey moved into an apartment together.

Abilities/Skills:

Sensing Soul Charge:
Due to his nature as a soul magnet, Peter can sense the charge of the soul.

First Aid Training:
Peter at Lacey's suggestion learned first aid response.

Basic Combat Training:
Peter knows how to defend himself and utilize himself well enough if he is isolated. Took combat classes for weapons regularly while he has attended DWMA.

Misc Skills - Driving/Mechanical skills:
Peter knows how to drive and works part time at a local mechanics shop. He rebuilt his blue 1968 Chevy ragtop Camaro from scraps. Considered generally talented after working there for a few years. The Camaro is his pride and joy.

Techniques:

Magnet Push
A full force of a push against the target's soul directly. Only achieved on souls that have a negative charge.

Magnet Pull:
An undirected pull, Peter on his own can achieve magnet pull and push only on certain targets. If a target is mostly positive he can push them but cannot pull them.

Soul Resonance Technique - Complete the Circuit:
Fully synchronized with her weapon partners, they affectionately dub it Complete the Circuit. Their weapon forms grow in size, begin to glow and with immense concentration, practice and honing of skill they are able to project a magnetic field as Lacey's soul swells in size. Their techniques become more powerful, strong souls they weren't able to budge before now resist a noticeable pull/push on their soul.

Experimental Technique - Static Shield
An experimental technique the three of them have been working on. The Static Shield can be described as a soul charge crackling across Lacey’s body. By quickly pushing and pulling against Lacey’s soul in a strange inverse soul resonance they create a static charge around her body to protect from stray projectiles, rough falls, and restraints. In its current form they can roughly get her entire body outlined but it drains Lacey’s stamina.

Equipment:

In a waterproof pouch:
Small First Aid Kit
Car Keys
Flashlight
Cell phone
Mirror

Personality:

Flirtatious:
"Do you like raisins? How do you feel about a date?"

Judgemental:
"I'm going to insist on not trusting him, I mean look how he decided to leave the house today."

Car Nut:
"Gently! This car is older than you!""

Quick Witted:
“Instead of arguing with me you could be out there doing something about it. My dear you will only be wasting my time.”

Peter has a sharp mouth on him, very observant in and out of a fight. In conjunction with Lacey's bluntness they can make a brutal pair in an argument or debate. His flirtatious nature can sometimes come off rather corny at times, but his string of past relationships both starting and ending in healthy ways really spoke volumes more of his ability to be a rather considerate in a relationship. His interest in weapon lineage, cars and fashion round out his life outside of the Academy. A good head on his shoulders with the discipline to see through collecting one hundred souls.

Supporting Characters:

Parents:
Marianne (Deceased) and Jack Halloway

Siblings:
Twin Brother - Henry Halloway

Meister:

Lacey Malta

Henry Halloway
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Character Sheet

True Name: Henry Halloway

Dialogue Text Color: Cornflowerblue

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Species: Weapon - Human

Appearance

Appearance:

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Henry Halloway stands at a tall 6'1" dips an inch because of his slouch, a little pudge on his stomach, his fingertips are often dry and rough from finger picking while playing the guitar. Weighing in at around 165 lbs. His hair long and straight, dips down to his lower back. Often keeps it down but loves to occasionally braid it or put it up in a bun. Chooses to wear contact lenses instead of glasses. His style is often clothing he dug through at a thrift store save for the band shirts he collects from a concert or scrounges up used. Bright blue eyes. His uniform is the long sleeved dress shirt unbuttoned with his favourite band shirt beneath it and a pair of black jeans.

Shape of Soul:

Henry's soul is largely if not completely negative in magnetic charge.

Weapon Form:

Fairbairn-Sykes Dagger


Opposite to his brother Peter. His blade in weapon form is black steel, embedded in the base of the blade just above the hilt is the negative - symbol. The blade glows blue, along with the symbol when Henry resonates with Lacey. The blade itself grows in a few inches of length, along with the steel band on Lacey's wrist growing larger to protect more surface area, the wristband has the negative - symbol embedded in it.

Theme Songs

"I'm here for a good time, if that means I can chill with some Bowie I'm good."


"Should you need me, I’ll never be far."

Backstory

Born and raised in Cincinnati, Indiana USA one of twins. His weapon abilities manifested a little after his brother's, at the age of 12. Henry was nervous about moving so far away from home, afraid he'd be separated indefinitely from his twin. In the first year some his fears were answered when their mother passed away. Their mother’s passing cut deeply, Henry grew more nervous and much more difficult to convince a split up from his twin brother was really a good course of action. Afraid he'd lose the chance to say goodbye to him too.

Freedom to have time to himself and a meister partner helped Henry open up, helped him grow outside of his crutch that was depending on his brother.

In his grief found himself taking comfort of their mother's passing in studying Pneumatology, the study of the soul. A subject usually reserved for meisters to know but Henry had taken to it with great interest. Without Peter there to constantly nag him over how he dressed or how he groomed himself, Henry quite literally let those things go. Choosing a laid back lifestyle to match his attitude. He was never a huge fan of combat training, or athleticism. Instead he focused on his grades. Some would call him a couch potato but his mind was as sharp as some of the top grading students in EAT classes, and the test scores showed for it.

It became clear as the challenges in EAT classes grew Henry on his own wasn't nearly as effective as he could be in a fight. His twin brother came to this same conclusion where they decided to work together as a team with one meister. When they first met Lacey, Henry felt first impressions weren't nearly as good as they could be. When Lacey proved to have a compatible soul, Henry's initial attitude did a 180. He encouraged her to continue training, helping her study and she did the same for him. Showing him low intensity work outs that would help him keep up in a fight without getting winded.

While outside of school Henry started working part time at a music shop, learning to play the guitar and really expanding his tastes in music.

Moving in with Peter and Lacey again felt right to him, Henry enjoyed living with his brother again and Lacey was a generally considerate roommate. Though neither Peter nor Lacey could cook worth anything often leaving that chore to Henry.

Abilities/Skills:

Sensing Soul Charge:
Due to his nature as a soul magnet, Henry can sense the charge of the soul.

Information Sponge:
Henry is considered the 'smart' brother of the two, soaks up information, classes, and new subjects like a sponge. Much prefers learning what he needs to know from a book then the hard way in a dojo.

First Aid Training:
Henry at Lacey's suggestion learned first aid response.

Basic Combat Training:
Henry knows how to defend himself, though lacks muscle to do so successfully. Relies on Peter and Lacey to fight, rarely outside of his weapon form during a fight.

Misc Skill - Guitar Player:
He loves music and loves to play music. Owns an acoustic guitar and is often seen practicing, he is quick to pick up on new songs.

Techniques:

Magnet Push
A full force of a push against the target's soul directly. Only achieved on souls that have a negative charge.

Magnet Pull:
An undirected pull, Peter on his own can achieve magnet pull and push only on certain targets. If a target is mostly positive he can push them but cannot pull them.

Soul Resonance Technique - Complete the Circuit:
Fully synchronized with his meister, they affectionately dub it Complete the Circuit. Their weapon forms grow in size, begin to glow and with immense concentration, practice and honing of skill they are able to project a magnetic field as Lacey's soul swells in size. Their techniques become more powerful, strong souls they weren't able to budge before now resist a noticeable pull/push on their soul.

Experimental Technique - Static Shield
An experimental technique the three of them have been working on. The Static Shield can be described as a soul charge crackling across Lacey’s body. By quickly pushing and pulling against Lacey’s soul in a strange inverse soul resonance they create a static charge around her body to protect from stray projectiles, rough falls, and restraints. In its current form they can roughly get her entire body outlined but it drains Lacey’s stamina.

Equipment:

Smal Waterproof Backpack:
Full First Aid Kit
Fresh Water
Food Rations
Cellphone
Mirror

Personality:

Against Authority
"Don't tell me what to do, I'll be going at my own pace."

Laid Back
"Relax, there's no point to get all stressed out and uppity."

Music Snob:
"Oh my God, how have you not heard of Queen? This is embarrassing."

Studious:
“Hit the books, the punching bag has been hit enough today.”

Henry is on the sensitive side, astutely aware of other people's moods and shifts. Though not enough to get in the way of Peter and Lacey's more abrasive personality traits. They agree on most things but will pull either of them aside to set a record straight if need be. Content to go with the flow until someone tries to control or restrict his ability to learn. Can't stand authority figures, shows to have a snarky side when he feels like he's being leashed. He does take advantage of the immense resources that DWMA offers its students, but his outward appearance would suggest otherwise his knowledge base is subpar. He loves to prove those assumptions wrong.

Supporting Characters:

Parents:
Marianne (Deceased) and Jack Halloway

Siblings:
Twin Brother - Henry Halloway

Meister:

Lacey Malta

Sample Post:

Lacey Meets the Twins

-Lacey Meets the Twins-

Lacey stood fidgeting outside Professor Jekyll's office door. She knew on the other side sat her last chance of getting into EAT classes this semester. The pressure was mounting on the two weapons Jekyll had personally chosen for her. Lacey wanted to prove that she had the potential to be something great, someone successful in what she choose to do. Huffing up her chest, she straightened her shoulders, stepping through the door to see the two weapons sitting in front of Jekyll’s desk.

They turned simultaneously and regarded her with disappointment. One wore glasses and cropped his hair short and stylish. While the other on the left had an incredible amount of long brown hair she could hardly see his eyes through all the hair. They stood up at the same time and folded their arms in unison.

The difference was stark in their outfits and personalities before they even opened their mouths. The long-haired boy was wearing a worn out red flannel shirt with black buttons and a pair of stone washed jeans. The shirt he wore beneath it was a band shirt; it had a prism with a rainbow shining through. Lacey wasn’t entirely sure what it meant. The boy wearing glasses was wearing dark grey dress pants and a vest matching the colour of his pants, with a dark blue tie. His dress shirt was black with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

Professor Jekyll stood as well and introduced them, “Lacey, please meet Henry.” Jekyll pointed to the boy with long hair, “and Peter Halloway.” He motioned to the boy wearing glasses, “Twin brothers and twin daggers. Henry, Peter this is Lacey Malta, meister.”

“It’s a pleasure to make your-” She stuck out her right hand and was interrupted.

“Malta? You named yourself after a cartoon character? What a typical freshmen.” They shrugged again, in unison.

“It was the first thing I could think of.” She replied a tad bit defensively.

“Poor choice, obviously.” Peter tsked and turned to address Jekyll, “A freshmen? That’s all ya got?”

“Lacey, the brothers are a little older. They’ve collected a few souls on their own but when they switched partners they had to give up what they collected to start fresh.” The professor sat again, folding his large hands over the desktop. “They are reasonably good students and obviously have some experience.”

She nodded and hesitated as she closed the office door behind her.

“I feel they would be a good match to help you catch up in class and guide you in combat.” Jekyll finished smiling pleasantly.

Henry spoke up this time, “That’s assuming a bit. Who knows if we’ll even get along with the pipsqueak? She’s so small.”

She crossed her arms and gave them both a hard look, “That’s among my strengths. I am small and agile.”

Peter scoffed, “Compared to what? A falling brick?”

Jekyll supplied before she could reply, “Lacey has excelled at free running and she is among the fastest freshmen. Someone I believed would compliment dual wielding daggers such as yourselves.”

“Speed won’t account for much if she can’t think for herself.” Henry commented dryly.

She fumed, “I’m smart enough to tell that this meet and greet has already taken a nosedive.”

“Well then eager beaver, since you’re so sure that this won’t work out. We’ll take the only test we’ll need to do.” Peter suggested and Jekyll sighed in response.

“What test?” She asked wringing out her hands.

“The touch test.” The twins said in unison, holding out their hands palms up.

Peter explained, “It’s how we tell whether your soul has any potential. We skip a lot of the stages and processes.”

She rolled her eyes, “You can’t honestly expect me to agree to this silly-”

“The only thing you have to offer to the table is a lot of hard work, freshman. We need to know it’ll be worth it. This is how we figure it out, our hands and a single touch will create a circuit. If it’s smooth and uninterrupted that means you have some potential.” Peter cut her off.

“Circuit?” She turned to Jeykll waiting for an explanation.

He sighed again, “These two aren’t only daggers they are kind of like soul magnets. They claim to sense positive and negative charges of the soul.” He shrugged. “I’ve never seen them in action or act like magnets. Just play along.”

“This is stupid, professor!” She hissed, “How are these two supposed to be my last chance to get into EAT if they don’t even like me?” She pressed a hand to her chest.

“Wow, judgmental.” The twins said in unison, irritation growing in the girl’s expression. Their synchronization was starting to get on her nerves.

“Okay, fine. You know what, first impressions aren’t everything. Despite how abrasive you guys are being right now, I know you need my help as much as I need yours.” She replied a tad smug, the twins exchanged a look and she knew they weren’t convinced she was even worth the time. For a last chance, Jekyll wasn’t going to make this easy.

“So, what do I do?” She asked.

“Just with one finger you touch both our hands at the same time.” Henry replied unfolding his hand.

“Piece of cake.” She said reaching out. The twins rolled their eyes in response and were clearly not expecting what happened next.

Gently, she poked both of their palms and was about to comment sarcastically about how dry their hands were but before she could even begin to form the words she was shot off her feet, thrown out the door to the opposite wall.

Lacey landed haphazardly and saw stars. She put both my hands on the ground, trying to see straight. It happened all too fast. She mumbled the comment she had ready and blinked out of sync.

She saw several different shoes, heard a ton of voices, all of which sounded concerned. She was lifted by her arms suddenly then found herself back on her wobbly feet. Her head spun, barely able to discern who was speaking.

“That’s never happened before!” She heard someone whisper excitedly.

Another person replied begrudgingly, “It had to be the freshman.”

“Who cares? We’ve never gotten a reaction like that before!” The first voice argued.

“Lacey!” Professor Jekyll took hold of her face, forcing her to focus.

She smiled deliriously, “Did I pass?”

“We’re heading into physical testing stage tomorrow. These two will take you to see the nurse.” He replied.

“Cool. Super cool.” She mumbled as the twins continued to chatter excitedly, dragging her to the nurse’s office.