• Asune;Red;Weapon
Name: Red Asune
Nickname: Red
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Race: Weapon
Position: Student
Class: One Star
Partner: None
• A strong body
Appearance: “Ah, Red a young beautiful girl. Marvelous red eyes, slightly tanned skin oh so tall. Ah Red, such a beautiful girl, small lips, thick hips, small chest but she does not mind. Wearing a tanish dress with black assets draped around her. Stunning red eyes she’s unaware of this beauty, but instead thinks of herself as a beast.
Tall and Lovely is what they say, until the masquerade drifts away , same pretty girl small and fair, same girl with the blonde hair , blood red eyes and she’s changed ready to fight whatever comes her way, Red’s here to save the day with a thin black cloak and her dress to shreds accompanied by her best friend Death leggings ripped upon her thighs she stands there mesmerized something takes over when she goes into fight every soul upon leaves in fright. Same pretty girl small and fair but this time she’s just lying there.. (heh)
Height: 5’6
Weight: 90-105 lbs
Fighting style: Red describes her fighting style as “bloody and ruthless” Obviously she can have quite the temper, when conflict comes about she’s quick and stealthy, she keeps her eyes on her opponent but quickly strategizes her attacks. She knows when to back off, but usually just goes for it. Loves a good fight.
Personality: Red is a midviolent misunderstood 15 year old girl. She can be angered easily for she has quite the temper. She rarely trusts anyone and just about never talks. But of course Ms.Asune is *ahem* Bipolar. No worries its just a mild case, so on whichever mood you get her in that’s how she’ll be. Happy and somewhat cheerful she’s the chatter box, touchy feely, and bubbly. However, When Red is depressed, sad, and feeling alone she dosent talk, writes in her notebook and sticks to training, schoolwork, and music. Interacting with people, Red can be quite rude, depending on who you are. She can “Read” people almost instantly when she meets them. She hates the phrase “you cant judge a book by its cover” because in some cases, you can. Mostly Red is a respectful young girl to adults and people she meets, but she dosent meet people purposely, she believes she is nothing but bad luck.
• Inside the soul
Weapon form: In full weapon form Red is a black scythe draped in gold at her blade and her handle.
Partial form: Since Red hasn’t ever had a meister she’s almost always in weapon form. Partial she has two black and gold blades sticking from her forearms (one on each arm) and her eyes turn completely black.
Abilities: Red in full weapon form has 2 special abilities, one being called “Scythe of the Reaper” in which she turns into a 3 bladed black scythe, and the second one being called “Dos cara” when she simply becomes a double sided scythe.
Resonances: N/A
• Out of your mind
Strengths: Prepared at times, Strategizes, Adaptable
Weaknesses: Ahead of herself (as in she thinks she can win almost every fight, aka bigheaded) , Being talked down on (lowers confidence and might lower fighting quality) , can be sometimes stubborn
Likes: Drawing, poetry, music, training, school, violence, loyalty, respect, percerverance
Dislikes: Rude people, instigators
Asperations: Red one day wishes to be a 3 star weapon, have a meister for as long as she lives, she wishes to become a death scythe also, make friends and control herself.
Extra Notes: None
• Behind the strings
Alias: Autumn
Other characters: None
Face Claim: Uh.. no?
Rp sample: She tripped on the concrete soaking wet from the cold rain and looked back quickly to see that she’s being followed by a mysterious figure, trusting no-one, Red already knew this could be bad~ “Crap” she screeched while getting back up running quickly to the next town. Hurt from her previous battle she did not want to fight, trying her hardest to resist going partially scythe she ran into the glowing town of death city. Scared and unknowing she jumps on a bunch of crates and with her flexibility she climbed on top of the roof of the building hiding behind an electrical box. Tired and panting she lays her head in her hands trying to carry on.
Later that night creeping through the dark streets Red searches for a stable place to rest for the night, then she decided she’ll be on her way. Looking down dark alley ways and peaking into peoples apartments she makes her mind up. “this is hopeless, no sleep tonight.” Lying down in one of the alley ways hiding herself as best as she could the restless Red wipes her tears and gazes up at the stars.