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Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

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Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

yep, still accepting ^^ Okay, Stitches your character is accepted!

The Will of God

Athos said
LMFAO, did you really put a "trigger" warning?

...Yeah... I did.

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Mm. While that performance would be nice and unique to her, does it have anything to do with her magic? That's sort of the thing. If I can suggest, she can just make clones of herself as she dances to give her show a more magical appeal.

The Will of God

Trigger Warning: Depression

Laying back on a field on the outskirts of the city, a young girl with a shock of black hair over her pale form rested. Her body surrounded by slightly overgrown grass and clover was thin, not muscular, nothing special. Much to her distaste even her bust was only at what most others would consider an average cup. She stared at the clouds with melancholy and a reminiscent expression. Through the pools of her eyes that reflected the sky above, she recalled what transpired that day.

"Who are you anyways?" Asked a red headed third year girl at the Academy. She had attempted, upon her mothers request, to join an after-school club. Something... 'extracurricular,' her mom said. And as she sat in the club room, at least a dozen eyes on her, she began to tremble. She's Evie, dammit! A second year... that... that... She couldn't spit out any words. She felt the pressure build up as others looked for her to speak, and her face turned a shade of pink usually attainable only by fabrics. With a start she stood up.

"I need to go." The only words she could spit out of her mouth. As she rushed through the door. Her mentality as she ran was turmoil, clutching her bag to her chest her thoughts were riddled with the usual slander.

Stupid. Pathetic.
Insignificant. You're nothing.
Melodramatic.
Worthless. It's no wonder no one want's to be around you.

She held her hands tighter to her chest, silently pleading for the hated voices to stop, but the negative words filled her heart and poured from her eyes like a water spout spewing tears and black tar.

As she recalled what had happened, the tears filled her eyes once again. Sniffling, she sat up and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her uniform. She picked up her tome beside her and clutched it so tightly to her chest that her knuckles turned white as she combated the overwhelming poison stirring from within. If she fell back into this again, her dad would have a fit. She ... she couldn't inconvenience him again. She wasn't worth that much.

With a shuddering exhale, Evie looked up and to the city once again as she finally managed to silence her demons. What she saw initially shocked her. Her eyes wide... the Citadel, which was such a prominent figure in the city, was clearly under attack. Uncertain what to do, the only thought she had was; I need to see what's going on. In a scramble, she picked up her book bag and tossed her tome inside before running towards the city to see what was happening with her own eyes.

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Azga nodded to both men that sat down to breakfast, a handful of nameless vagrants joining and beginning a chorus of voices and laughter. He turned to Drina once more and noted his hands. With a small smile, Azga set his bowl to the side and took into his hand's Drinas own.

"You've siphoned recently haven't you?" He asked his crisp eyes looking sharply at Drina despite his soft tone of voice. Without waiting for an answer, Azga turned Drina around, grabbing the bowl of soup once more before leading him into privacy behind Drinas carriage. At least, private as in away from the others. "You probably haven't eaten either," Azga tsked. As they walked away Azga put up an illusion that Drina and Azga were still speaking beside the cafeteria tables, shrouding the true he and Drina in invisibility before ushering him fully behind the carriage. Taking up the spoon, Azga looked sternly at Drina.

"I refuse to replenish my glittering form until you eat. I know it hurts you to even hold utensils with those hands." His last words were barely above a murmur. He took the spoon from the bowl and held it to Drina's lips.

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

Understood Stitches ^^ I may ask you to make it longer later on if you don't mind though...

Attention everyone! There is no posting order! I just ask by rule of thumb you wait two posts until your responses, clear? ^^

The Will of God

Yay ^.^

The Will of God

I don't know if you'll allow another character, but I felt it may be good to have another one for myself. If no, just say so ^^



Name: Evie Rul

Title: N/A

Age: 16

Faction: Uncertain, but to put it in her terms; "I guess the Ultimatum. I don't know if I'd be any good for them, though..."

Personality: Shy at first, Evie surprisingly has a lot to say and is highly passionate about what she believes or desires. Due to her initial silence however, she's quite the loner in the Academy and thus is very lonely, and lacks self-confidence. She has a strange fan girl attraction to the Jester as though he were a celebrity. To those who ask, her explanation is 'He's so... I dunno, mysterious I guess!' She's dying to escape her peaceful life... to be... something more.

History: Growing up with loving parents, a world surrounded by ultimate peace and going to the academy at the request of her father, Evie's life is... ordinary. She's been in and out of mild depression since she was 13 and thus in and out of therapy. Typically, her depression comes from her desire to be.. something different. She's never felt right, sitting in academy lessons to eventually work for a government based job just because her dad wanted her to. For her 16th birthday she was given her tome, and continues on as a second year student in the academy today.

Tome:
Name: Satoya Unviers
Color: Grey
Shape: A normal looking hardback book that is just a little larger than the size of her palm
Manifestation:Yep! A Magical Girl! (Ignore the girl in the picture, her appearance would still be as above but with this outfit

Ability: As a magical girl, Evie is granted the ability from her tome the ability to summon knives from anywhere she desires, and throw them with great accuracy at high speeds. Attached to these throwing knives are extremely strong razor thin wires that, should Evie still hold them, she can change the trajectory and the speed of said knives from. One such technique she's learned in training is to shoot multiple knives out with their wires high strung to create a net that could slit throats around attackers.

There are three types of throwing knives she can summon:
Regular throwing knives
The ones with the wires
Extremely long, curved knives that can be used as swords in close combat

Azga the Amazing and his Caravan of Misfits

@LetterA: Did Drina already eat? >.> If not I have an idea