Post by Kiki on Jan 23, 2011 6:03:52 GMT -5
Name: Spirit, also called Death Scythe
Age: 34 roughly
Gender: Male
Height: 5’7
Weight: Unknown
Physical Appearance: Pictures!
Pictures:
(as a scythe)
Personality: Spirit is obsessed with Maka and is very supportive and protective over her. He is a huge flirter with woman, and his wife divorced him because of this. He runs around shouting about how much he loves Maka and Kami (his ex-wife). He gets upset by the fact that Maka hates him, and is usually seen as being warm, caring, sensitive and kind-hearted. He is compassionate about children in general, often crying in rage about how Medusa treats Crona.
History: Spirit went insane after ‘his’ Maka left, crying and hugging the little teddy he made of her nearly all the time. He received several Shinigami-chops, which worked for a while, but then he would go back into his depression. He sneaked out one day, going to Animated High so he could be with his beloved daughter again.
House: Emberclaw (take a guess!)
Allies: Medusa (still flirts with her!), Maka, Death the Kid, Patti, Blair, Black Star, Tsubaki, gets on a little bit with Soul.
Enemies: leave to RP
Love Interest: Any girl old enough. (17 +) ((Medusa and Blair are the victims he 'preys' on the most.))
Subject: English (Just cos we needed an English teacher...I think.)
Peace or Power: Peace
Sample Post:
Spirit walked through the halls, one of his hands in his pant pockets. He suddenly stopped and turned as he saw two familiar faces walk past him. “Maaakkkkaaaa!” He screamed and grabbed hold of her leg. He didn’t let go, even when she shook her leg.
“Dude, seriously, get a grip.” Soul muttered as he and Maka looked down at Spirit.
“Ah, Soul Eater Evans. DON’T YOU TOUCH MY MAKA YOU HEAR ME! IF YOU LAY ONE FINGER ON HER I SWEAR I’LL-“ Spirit stopped in his tracks as Soul put his arm around Maka’s shoulders.
“DIDN’T YOU JUST HEAR ME YOU LITTLE BRAT! TAKE YOUR HANDS OF MY MAKA!” Spirit screamed. He was suddenly on the floor, a large rectangle shape in his head. “Maka? Maka chop Spirit?” He whined, grabbing hold of her leg again.
(Am I allowed to approve myself?)
Age: 34 roughly
Gender: Male
Height: 5’7
Weight: Unknown
Physical Appearance: Pictures!
Pictures:
(as a scythe)
Personality: Spirit is obsessed with Maka and is very supportive and protective over her. He is a huge flirter with woman, and his wife divorced him because of this. He runs around shouting about how much he loves Maka and Kami (his ex-wife). He gets upset by the fact that Maka hates him, and is usually seen as being warm, caring, sensitive and kind-hearted. He is compassionate about children in general, often crying in rage about how Medusa treats Crona.
History: Spirit went insane after ‘his’ Maka left, crying and hugging the little teddy he made of her nearly all the time. He received several Shinigami-chops, which worked for a while, but then he would go back into his depression. He sneaked out one day, going to Animated High so he could be with his beloved daughter again.
House: Emberclaw (take a guess!)
Allies: Medusa (still flirts with her!), Maka, Death the Kid, Patti, Blair, Black Star, Tsubaki, gets on a little bit with Soul.
Enemies: leave to RP
Love Interest: Any girl old enough. (17 +) ((Medusa and Blair are the victims he 'preys' on the most.))
Subject: English (Just cos we needed an English teacher...I think.)
Peace or Power: Peace
Sample Post:
Spirit walked through the halls, one of his hands in his pant pockets. He suddenly stopped and turned as he saw two familiar faces walk past him. “Maaakkkkaaaa!” He screamed and grabbed hold of her leg. He didn’t let go, even when she shook her leg.
“Dude, seriously, get a grip.” Soul muttered as he and Maka looked down at Spirit.
“Ah, Soul Eater Evans. DON’T YOU TOUCH MY MAKA YOU HEAR ME! IF YOU LAY ONE FINGER ON HER I SWEAR I’LL-“ Spirit stopped in his tracks as Soul put his arm around Maka’s shoulders.
“DIDN’T YOU JUST HEAR ME YOU LITTLE BRAT! TAKE YOUR HANDS OF MY MAKA!” Spirit screamed. He was suddenly on the floor, a large rectangle shape in his head. “Maka? Maka chop Spirit?” He whined, grabbing hold of her leg again.
(Am I allowed to approve myself?)
