Soul Eater RP

[CelticHero37]

Two new students are joining the DWMA. Are they destined to be heroes or failures? More importantly, who will they have to fight.


[/DOUBLEPOST]Michael McGhann stood at the base of the DWMA, looking up the the magnificent school. Then he looked down to his acceptance letter. Based on how he did today, he would either place in the EAT or the NOT class. EAT sounded much more fun, but the NOT class sounded easier. Did he want to be a hero or just a normal guy? Yet that wasn't the first of his worries.


Mac was a weapon, a blunt one. The sort of weapon that not many people know about or care to use. On top of that, his weapon form took a lot of effort to control. Whoever picked him would be in for a challenge rather than a partner in his mind. He didn't much like people anyway. They were mean. He always tried to be nice, but over time was also trusting people less and less.


He glanced around as new students came in, then put on his earphones and flipped up his hood. He walked over and sat on the wall of the school, swinging his feet on the edge. There was nothing he could really do until the orientations started, so he would just wait. Mac reached back to his overstuffed suitcase and pulled a comic he had strategically placed in the corner so that he could pull it out at any time. It was of Hawkeye, his favorite super hero. No, he wasn't super famous, but he would always get the job done.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

Ahri jumped to the top step of the DWMA. She stared at the magnificent and perfectly symmetrical building. After studying up on the DWMA and the Death family for so many years it had become a hobby for her or TV show to others; "keep up of the Death's tonight at 9!" She giggle excitedly and took her first steps into Death Weapon and Meister Academy.


All of the freshman like her floated the halls until orientation, which was still quite a time away. Ahri decided to sit at the edge of the hall and watch the students flow around her. She moved from the center of the edge very quickly, and sat on the floor next to some creepy looking kid. She glanced up at him, hiding her face, then back to the crowd.

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac felt the presence of someone staring at him. That was never good. He quickly glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed a girl sitting next to him. Immediately his body went rigid. He turned back to the comic and tried to forget about the girl. But he soon found that the comic in his hand was shaking. Why was it such a big deal? Mac was never good around girls. Well, he wasn't good around anyone really. He tried to take in a deep breath, but it was really shaky. Then he cast another glance at her. "Uh… hi?"

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

Ahri heard mumbling from above her and her head shot in the direction. "What?" She asked by instinct. She then realized what she had said, shook her head, and looked back to the crowd. "Sorry." She mumbled.


(Sorry for being short!)

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac reluctantly pulled his earphones off to hear what the girl was saying. "Sorry? Sorry for what?" He responded, surprised. He set his comic on his lap. She didn't seem to be ea mean person, like most he had encountered. Yet he was never too quick to trust.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

Ahri brought her head up and hit it on the wall. "Uh, I don't know... for bothering you I guess?" She said while rubbing the back of her head, therefore ruffling her golden hair. She was feeling very awkward, how long had it been since she talked to another person? The last time she talked to Death the Kid? That didn't end well, so it was okay for her to be stiff.


(emphasis on golden xD )

 

[CelticHero37]

"Oh, right. You're fine. I was just reading… a magazine." Mac quickly stuffed the comic away so that the girl couldn't see that he was a nerd. Then he turned back when he heard the girl hit her head. "A-are you alright?" he asked, his eyes catching on to the beauty of her golden locks. Don't be dragged in by her strategic snares Mac. She'll just get you to like her and then do her best to hurt you. That's what girls do.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

"Yeah, I'm fine." Ahri's face started to flush to a pink, then noticed him putting away his comic. "That 'magazine,'" she used the quoting finger motions, "you have there looks more like an amazing comic." She laughed and started undoing her braid. She had messed up the left side when rubbing her head and decided to fix it. "Just based on the cover." She smirked.

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac blushed at first, thinking she was going to make fun of him, but then he realized she had said amazing. He looked over to her, confused. "This is a Hawkeye comic. I've never heard anyone say it was amazing before," he said, watching her undo her hair. There she goes making you feel good. But she messed up, nobody cares about Hawkeye except for me. She's just trying to draw me in… and it's working.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

"Oh? I haven't read it. I read manga, I haven't tried comic books to be honest." She continued to braid her hair, it takes a bit because of its length. "Is it just a super hero?" She questioned as she tied a rubber band around the end of the braid.

 

[CelticHero37]

"And who says manga isn't a comic book? They're just made in Japan and usually more in depth with the character building. Just a super hero?! He's not just any ordinary superhero. Hawkeye is always behind the scenes getting the jobs done while everybody else steals the limelight," he responded. See, she's already trying to insult your intelligence.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

"Whoa, there. I didn't mean to insult him." She gave a smile and raised her hands. "I was just wondering. He sounds pretty awesome, maybe I will read it." She sat back and began to watch the students again. Then she realized it was orientation day. "What time is it?" She asked hurriedly. She turned and grabbed the boys fore arm, she was obviously very worried.

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac sighed. More female flattery. I won't be phased by it. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time to get to the orientation room. That's not the hard part anyway. They basically just tell you to find a partner and show you around the school. It's not that important. I had a… family member who came through here once who told me all about it. But I guess we could start heading there."


Did you just say we? Wow you're an idiot.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

"Yeah, okay." Ahri was now very worried. He didn't tell her the time! You worry wart. You will be on time, don't be so pushy. She thought to herself as she stood up and grabbed her bags. "You ready?" She had her white back pack over her shoulder and hard case suitcase handle in hand. The suit case had Lord Death's mask painted in white on it. She obviously had painted it herself and had not taken enough time on it.

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac picked up his own overstuffed and raggedy suitcase and walked up to her, shaking his head. Then he reached up and pulled off his hood, revealing his spiky red hair and the new death headphones he had just got. He thought he might as well be a little welcoming to her if she was somehow a genuinely nice person. He started walking to the orientation. "So, you're a weapon right?"

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

Ahri's eyes gleamed as he took his hood off and revealed death head phones. "Oh my death." She mumbled then shook her head. "uh, no, no. I'm a meister." She smiled leading him to the orientation room, she was definitely mom walking.

 

[CelticHero37]

Well, his headphones weren't exactly new, he had inherited them from his relative. His relative was a good friend of Justin Law and had gotten a pair from him. But that was of little importance. "You're a meister?" Mac asked, a little surprised, "Have you found a weapon yet?"

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

Ahri shook her head as they approached the class room. "No, I have been too busy to try." She shrugged. Tugging her suit case behind her, she entered the room. New hope was the atmosphere she felt. Hope that no one would base her personality on her history, or leave her in the dust. "Are you a meister too?" She turned and looked up to the boy.

 

[CelticHero37]

"A meister? Ha! I wish. No… I'm only the most useless weapon there is. I already know nobody in their right minds would choose me. So I'm just here to gain control of myself. Heh, and maybe I'll end up like Justin Law someday, who knows," he said, walking into the classroom. There were a bunch of students circled around an open space and one of the teachers stood at the head of the class. "So, you want to be EAT or NOT?" he asked, leaning closer to her.

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

Ahri looked to the students with wonder, but followed the boy. Then rolled her eyes when he started saying he was a useless weapon. No weapon is useless. She lead them to the back of the group, then fumbled with her things when he asked the question. "Well, I want to be in EAT, doesn't everyone?" She turned pink as she continued to fumble with her backpack as she set it on the ground.

 

[CelticHero37]

"To be honest, I don't know if I want to be in EAT. I just want to live a normal life really. Even if I ended up in the EAT class, I'd still be by myself." Mac watched as Ahri fumbled through her backpack. "What are you looking for?"

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

"Wha?" Ahri sai in response to Mac saying he would be by himself. "Oh, this!" She pulled out her large death headphones. "We are almost twinning!" She giggled. "Would you wanna be my partner?" She sake as she put her headphones on.

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac smiled as he noticed the similar death headphones, although they seemed newer. "Well, you sure have not shortage of DWMA material huh?"


Then he frowned as the girl asked if he wanted to be her partner. He looked to the ground and whispered, "No, I'm sure you can find somebody else."

 

[Mei Miyamoto]

"I've been a huge fan of the DWMA for a long time!" Ahri smiled, then instantly her whole body slumped. "What if I don't want to find someone else?" She whispered back to Mac. Anyone could have figured out she was very sad, it was like her emotions were written on her forehead. "I don't want to talk to anyone else, please Senpai."

 

[CelticHero37]

Mac gave her a strange look, "Look. My weapon form is a trisection staff. Not only is it one of the hardest weapons to control, it's also a blunt weapon. Which means that it's pretty ineffective all around. You're more likely to hurt yourself than hit an enemy. It's just not smart to take me on as a partner."





Then she called him Senpai. This made him pause for a moment, confused. "Uh… Senpai? Is that Japanese?"