. a l c h e m y . { o p e n }

[sapiosexual]

| Female | X |

"My automail's not quite up to date for the weather. I'm just here for an update," she responded, her icy blue eyes watching him with a glare as he passed. One was clouded white, her left eye, which was the one she lost in human transmutation, something she'd never do again.

[Chase the Wind]

(-looks up automail on Wikipedia; redirects to FMA- Sure, that'll help XD)

Lock huffed and nodded. "I'll get the winter plaiting. It's in the back." He turned and went to the back of the shop, blowing locks of scruffy hair out of his eyes.

[sapiosexual]

{ xD
Also, I have to go. D: }

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| Female | X |

The girl sighed and slumped back in her chair, arms crossed and waiting. She was waiting for another mission from central command as she was a state alchemist, but she didn't have one yet. It had her unpatient and uneasy.

[Chase the Wind]

Lock grumbled to himself as he headed to the back. "State alchemists!" he huffed. "I could do alchemy too if someone just gave me a pocket watch!" He grabbed the winter plaiting and headed back out.

[BeetleJuice]

OOC:// sorry for the... shoddy character sheets. Its hard with new characters... I don't quite work out everything until I start getting into their skin and rping them a bit.//

.: G e n d e r :.
- FEMALE
.: A g e :.
- 19 -
.: A l c h e m y :.
- Had prospects to become one until the 'change' However she can speak with animals. Currently she can't do any alchemy due to her canine body -
.: B i o :.
- They had thought all evidence of Shou Tucker's wrong doings in bio-alchemy had been destroyed. After turning his daughter into a dog/human... creature one would think that every scrap of evidence would have been burned down, as well as the house. But Shou Tucker's crazed antics had been left behind in a journal, long forgotten until Namine Ryoko's father, Ryuu had obtained it by some... odd chance of fate. Ryuu wasn't exactly a deranged man, that is... until he started dabbling in the arts of bio-alchemy. Changing the molecules of ones body, manipulating the elements that made up each and every cell... He had been a loving father, tentative with his wife and kids, and a little edgy at times, no one suspected a thing. Deep in the basement of his home, he worked, pushing two species together, a chicken and a duck, a frog and a mouse, selling each strange oddity on the street so he could keep food on the table.

His deranged practice only grew as the threat of losing the house became more and more real. Advancing upon Shou's knowledge, he eventually brought his own daughter into the basement alongside their family pet, a black and white husky. Transmuting his daughter led to success, but backfired when, in equal exchange, it took what little sanity he had left, with it. He began to change more and more humans, most ending in faliure, others sold to black market buyers as speaking dogs.

It wasn't until Luka Yu, a wandering alchemist, decided to stop in for a visit, that he found the repeated horror in the man's basement. He took his life, and promissed Namine that they would find a way to cure her 'disease', instead of ending everything in Namine's death like Nina before her. Much to Luka's surprise, the four legged... creature... Namine didn't mind being a dog creature, in fact she rather enjoyed it. Even so, she decided to stick with her rescuer and serve him as any loyal dog would. After all, he saved her from a life behind bars.

.: P e r s o n a l i t y :.
- Despite her earlier ailments, Namine is rather upbeat, enjoying the life of a canid-human. Though people staring seems to weird her out a bit, she enjoys all the luxuries of both worlds. Traveling with Luka in her words 'is the best thing that could have happened to her'. Without being transformed into a creature, she probably would have never viewed the world... or aided in battle that surely would have taken Luka's life if he had been on his own. She likes to put her past behind her and move on, if she gets her normal body back... shes not sure what she will do with it. Having been changed at the age of twelve, it had been years for her, anything else would be... odd for her. So instead of moping, she tries to make the best of things.
.: C r u s h :.
- A few men here and there
.: B F / G F :.
- None
.: L o o k s D e s c r i p t i o n :.
- Her base coat is white, with a black blanket on top and framing her husky blue eyes. A black nose tips her muzzle, tapped by that of her long, horse like mane the same color as the black of her coat. Most don't realize she is a human soul trapped in a dogs body until she speaks, her tongue curling around words in her oddly shaped mouth. It has taken her years of trial and error to learn how to speak. Standing at about waist height (at the whithers, meaning base of her neck where it connects with the shoulder) on a 5'8 human, she is far bigger than her regular husky counter part, some human part of he decided that she needed to hit puberty and grow a bit. At times she wishes she was a smaller dog, feeling she would be of much better use in battle, but she likes the intimidation effect she has on her opponents. The last little tidbit is that her left ear is pierced, it used to be a tag with an identification number, but she since had it switched out with a silver loop
.: P i c t u r e :.
- Kinda like Nina here [Nina]
I edited an Oekaki... [enjoy]
.: O t h e r :.
- -

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.: G e n d e r :.
- Male -
.: A g e :.
- 20
.: A l c h e m y :.
- Capable of controling Fire, Earth, and Metal -
.: B i o :.
- Luka was one of the lucky ones, born of a good family, a comfortable living, not really many bad things other than a broken bone here and there. (mostly due to his love of alchemy) His father had been a state Alchemist, teaching his son all the fine arts of Earth Alchemy, while his mother taught him fire. It wasn't until he was fifteen that he had moved on to find other teachers both in water and in air... however they soon found him to be completely lacking in the skills, water flowed on past him, and air blew in one ear and out the other. In fact it wasn't until a year later that they discovered him building a giant scrap metal figurine that they figured out his newest gift. Metal Manipulators weren't exactly a common occurrence, and his father was quick to have him enlisted in the army as a state Alchemist where rigorous tests concluded that he was sound enough to be enlisted. Wearing the military gear however... well to him they needed modifications.

Like many kids coming from standard households, Luka had managed to become rather bored and at times... dark. It did not take long for him to dye his coat black with silver and white... instead of blue with gold and white trim. Nor did it take long for him to opt in for the coat with coattails on the back, and much more skinnier pants.

It wasn't long after he joined that he started touring the world for his own 'research' at first he was not quite sure what he was looking for. Just practicing his skills and doing what ever the military ordered him too, like a good little Dog... well... that was until he found Namine. Even to this day he finds himself in shock over her outward appearance, though the shock is dulled with a complacent expression and the length of time he has spent with her. Surprisingly he finds himself sometimes overly protective of Namine, even though she seems to be quite the useful battle partner. With a goal in mind, both him and his companion now set the research funds towards finding a 'cure'... even when Namine tells him she doesn't want to be cured.
.: P e r s o n a l i t y :.
- Often times Luka comes across as bored, even dark. Yet behind his veiled eyes he is always thinking, solving problems, or finding new ways to entertain himself. Unfortunately entertainment can mean quite a few different things... pyrotechnics being one of them. When he is entertained however, it is not rare to see him smile, nor is it rare to see his silver tongue crack a comeback when one least expected it. He enjoys the little things, but just finds life... meaningless, thus, he is bored. Sure he may be having fun, but whats the point? Sometimes he can be quite the Enigma, a challenging sort with a slight temper but a happy side too... or so Namine says. His eyes are a bright blue, matching his fellow friend in her odd traits. Almost as if they were meant to find each other from birth.
.: C r u s h :.
- None
.: B F / G F :.
- None
.: L o o k s D e s c r i p t i o n :.
- Silver to white hair tops the crown of the ever alabaster 'Scrap Metal Alchemist', its as if the sun has never kissed his flesh with its warm touch. Cloaked in a black, white, and silver Military outfit, he walks around with a bored expression upon his face a majority of the time, his head hung forward. He is not a depressing fellow, or an overly happy one, hes just calm, relaxed, and bored. Standing at 5'8 he finds himself a bit on the short side, with his poochy friend's back comming clear to his waist he is almost dwarfed in comparison. Much like how Edward felt next to Al. Beneath his jacket, belts stocked with many black blades refused to glisten too strongly in the light, lest give themselves away when thrown, lashed across his chest and around his waist. One such belt slung across his back, the hilt of the sword came up past the neck of his jacket, was a sword with delicate carvings lacing the blade and marking his craftsman ship. A rag was always kept in his pocket for lacing the blade with flammable chemicals. It consumed a lot of energy to thrust fire from your body, or create it from thin air. But if there was already a fire there, or pre-lit, it made fire alchemy a lot easier. Last but not least, stomper boots, white gloves with alchemeic symbols, and silver studded earings completed his outward appearance.
.: P i c t u r e :.
- Do not use copyrighted photos, anime only -
.: O t h e r :.
- Answer here -

Hope these two are ok.

[remade]

(I'm going to join when I get a hold of a computer)

[sapiosexual]

{ Accepted ^-^ Thanks for joining and keeping your genders even. }

[Chase the Wind]

(Welcome!)

[sapiosexual]

( Here, on my phone. )

[BeetleJuice]

'Kachink.... Kachink...' the sharp slap of metal gliding through the air, sliding, then coming to a dead stop in the gloved palm of an alchemist. Again the tiny blades, fastened by a clasp, swung, then made their not so delicate landing in his palm. Throwing knives, perfectly balanced, except one. He watched as he thrust the blades in the air once more, again they slid and clinked, but one was not like the other. Shaking his head, he snatched the knives out of the air, his palm lighting as the imperfect set turned to a small figurine.

Bored... There was nothing to do out here... each village looked the same... Sighing, he looked down at Namine, who's nose was pointed directly towards the south. "Whats wrong Namine?" he questioned, not able to mimic her senses.

"A State Alchemist went through here... Smells of rust and oil." she spoke, her words hard pressed to sound human from her canine throat.

"Well what do you say we go check this Alchemist out? Got nothing better to do anyway." he began, trailing off in the end. Already his feet were aimed towards the south, and traversing the distance in a lazy lope. Namine took the lead, her nose picking up the scent. He wasn't going to tell her, but he could probably find the Alchemist on his own. If it wasn't the foot prints trailing straight to the automail shop... well he could find her just by the metal alone.... It was almost as if the element screamed to him, begging him to help it form something new and amazing.

Shaking his head he followed the huma-dog to the shop, not really caring if he needed automail or not. Stepping through the doors, his face cracked into a small smile. He was sure he knew this particular dog of the military, but it had been some time and he didn't want to guess wrong. Stepping up beside her he looked at the wares, eyeing the grumbling man coming out from the back before looking down. He could probably make one of these if he really tried, but he didn't feel like interrupting the man's business. "Fancy meeting you here." he spoke in a neutral tone and waited for a reply.

Namine watched as Luka walked up to the Alchemist, her husky eyes rolling as she passed by the pair to investigate the shop further. Quietly she dodged the chairs, miraculously not tipping them over, and rounded the counter to spy upon the upset man. "I bet if Alchemists weren't around, you wouldn't make much money selling automail... I don't get to do Alchemy either..." she spoke, trying to cheer the man up, and hoping that she wouldn't scare the heck out of him

That was one issue with this form, she always seemed to take people by surprise, and she always ended up kicked out of places for it. Yet she didn't mind, in fact she loved her canine body, kids seemed to like it too... at least the ones that didn't freak out because of her size. Sighing, she sat down, placing her head upon the counter and allowing her eyes to drift from the Alchemists, and back to the man.


((I was going to make them both girls but realized I should prob keep them balanced but thank you for accepting me ^.^))