Staring Life Anew (Open to all)

Chris Valentine walked up to the academy. The weapon stared at the building in admiration. Walking inside, Chris looked at his map. "Ok, so this is where I'll be attending school from now on. According to Lord Death, I can't start my journey to becoming a Death Scythe until I find a meister to team up with. He set his stuff down leaned against the wall, only to accidentally transform into his weapon form. "Dang it. Every time I do this, I transform. Oh well, as long as no one tries to move me, I'll be fine." He stayed there. An inconspicuous dragon naginata in the halls of the DWMA.

Argen Hattori walked down the halls. He was currently looking for a weapon to partner up with. "Being a weapon less meister for extended amounts of time will begin to raise questions by the authority figures at this school. I suppose finding a weapon will be the best route to take If I want to continue my research unnoticed." He thought to himself. Then he came across a weapon on the ground. He lifted it up and looked into the blade. He could see the soul of the weapon, which made him curious as to why it was aimlessly laying on the ground. "Why are you in your weapon form...?" He asked with little expression.

Chris appeared on the blade, stretching out. I fell asleep, hit the wall and transformed. One second." His weapon body glowed, shot out of Argen's hands, and reformed in his human form. He held out his hand "Thanks for the wake up call. The name's Valentine, Chris Valentine."

Argen squinted his eyes as he looked at the boy. "One cannot fall asleep and suscesfully turn into their weapon form. It's a process only accomplished while one is awake, and their soul is active..." He said as he shook the boys hand. "Are you lying to me?" He asked as his eyes sharpened at Chris's.

Chris laughed. "You be surprised with what I'm capable of. And I have heard of weapons subconsciously while they're asleep."

Argen glared at the boy with squinted eyes for a moment. "My name is Argen. Argen Hattori." He said as he tipped his hat to the boy. "I like your weapon form." He was as he pulled out his notebook and began to scribble words into it. "It's a defensive and offensive weapon. Those are the most useful."

Chris bowed "Why thank you. Not many people appreciate a naginata like it should be. It's a very good weapon."

"I'm currently a weaponless meister. I'm figuring you have no meister." He said as he let out a sigh. "It would be nice if we could partner up. Your weapon form seems like it would be interesting when resonating."

"Give me some time to make a decision Argen. I'll come find you when I've decided. I've got some others interested in trying me as a weapon." Chris leaned against the wall again.

"Whatever choice you make it ok with me..." He said as he began to walk away. "I'll be here when you decide." He said as his voice faded.

Day Eight at the academy! Time to go forth, and do...academy type, things. Meh.

Beetle entered the academy. The past week had gone swimmingly. Well, besides the small incident where Beetle had accidentally exploded his lunch. But that was most definitely not his fault! How was he to know that his device for quickly heating up food on the go would make such things volatile?

That, however, is irrelevant. He entered the facility, held aloft by his ArakLegs, one of his most valued inventions, and spotted a young man leaning against a wall. He approached this fellow, and greeted him thus:

Extending his legs, he increased his total height, and adopted upon his face the 'slasher grin' he had been using the past week, not realizing that the combination did not, as he thought, make him look friendly and approachable, but utterly, pants defecatingly terrifying. "Greeetings. I suppose you are a new student, due to the fact, that your visage does not show on the facial recognition program installed upon my AR glassesss. Welcome to the academy. My name is....Beetle Gearsley. And you might be?"

Chris pressed against the wall and shot back into upright position, he held out his hand to Beetle "My name's Chris Valentine. Cool to meet you Beetle."

Beetle shakes his hand.

"Charmed to meet you, sir Valentine! May I ask, are you enrolling as a weapon, or a meister?"

This got Chris to smile. "I, my good sir, am a weapon. To be exact, I am a dragon naginata."

"Good to meet you! I am, myself, a meister, and mildly more important, I am...AN INVENTOR!"

Beetle gave a slight half bow, then straightened back up. "And as it happens, I am currently without a weapon. Do you happen to lack a meister? We could team up!"

Chris looked the inventor over "I am a meisterless weapon. The idea of teaming up scares me, but I'm willing to try it."

"Excellent! But, before we become a amazing meister weapon duo, we must see if our souls resonate! After all, should they not, we would be....subpar as a team. Would you kindly turn into your weapon mode, so I may see if we are resonance compatible?"

Chris launched himself into the air, transforming into his weapon form. Upon completion of transformation, he lay on the floor as an ornately designed dragon naginata. The dragon etched on his blade glowed and was still. "All set Beetle. Pick me up when you're ready."

Beetle picks him up, and gives a few experimental jabs.

"I do say we resonate nicely! What say you?"


(OOC: Sorry it took SOOOOO long.)

Chris appeared on his blade "I'm picking up some strong soul vibes from you Beetle. I like it."


((OOC: It's okay man.))

"Very well then. Partners?" He said as he placed Chris on the ground, and stuck his hand out.

Chris transformed out of weapon form and took Beetle's hand. "Partners!" he cracked his devilish smile.

(OOC: So, I think we have gotten to a good stopping place. End the thread here?)

ooc: but it was so short! ;)

(OOC: Yes, but it IS a very good stopping point, and I want beetle to be in the newly made plot mega thread thingy by Oblivion.)