:: Blade Masquerade Returning/Joining Form ::{ B a s i c s + A p p e a r a n c e :: Full Name; Rune Avery Nielsen , Age; 19 , Gender; Male , Clan; North (Ateri) , Weapon(s); Khopesh + Throwing Knives , Hair; Rune's hair is a very dark brown that most people mistake for black. It tends to spike up a bit every now and then since it's naturally wavy but he shapes it with gel every morning if he's not busy. , Skin Tone; Dark olive tint, something he inherited from his Persian bloodlines. , Eyes; A very dark brown that, once again, gets mistaken for black all the time. , Body Type; Lean, fairly muscled, average height for a male his age if not shorter, and broad shoulders that allow him to swing his sword with ease. , Image Link(optional); Rune , Accessories; None , Tattoos; None , Piercings; None , Other; Negatory, bird-dog .
{ D e e p e r T h a n B e f o r e :: History; When the young woman came to his orphanage when he was five, Rune believed a family really wanted to adopt him into their lives. He thought his own life would be filled with love and laughter from then on but the woman lead him to an abandoned pier in San Francisco. He remembered thinking that it wasn't what a loving home was suppose to look like... He was handed a small throwing knife and directed toward a practice target that had a human shape to it, the woman told him to throw the knife at it. Of course he missed; he was too young and confused as to what was going on. But the woman put him through countless drills and he eventually mastered all blade wielding by the age of fifteen. Because of her, he never learned to use a gun, therefore his weapon-using skills were limited. After he killed his first live target, he was accepted by the clan and met the other members. , Personality; Rune has a laid-back character that allows him to skip around the battlefield like it's some kind of game. His first priority is always the safety of his Clan, as expected from a Head Assassin, and he doesn't easily forgive those who bring pain to his family. This teenage boy isn't much of a child-lover, so when the new trainees come in he leaves them to his higher-ups. , Likes/Dislikes; Most of his dislikes are mentioned in his personality but a few others are getting stuck in the rain, having no one to play with, being alone, and not having a comfortable place to relax. He likes just about anything else and is always open to try new things. , Weaknesses; Being wet (no rain or swimming for Rune, haha)and being away from his beloved sword. , Strengths; He is very skilled with his Khopesh and knives and is very talkative, resulting in alliances throughout California. , Scars/Old Injuries; Scars litter his entire body from past battles and he wears each one proudly. He's had plenty of broken bones and bashed-in ribs but he doesn't seem to have any handicaps from them... , Favorite Color; Navy blue , Weapons Skills; S-Class Other; Nope .
{ S o c i a l & S u c h :: Relationship Status; Single , Crush; None , Personal Comrades; Jaleh, Alexander , Family; None , Personal Enemies; South Clan and some hitmen that tried capturing him and Jaleh at one point. , Children; None. Never. No. , Other; Nope .
:: Blade Masquerade Returning/Joining Form :: { B a s i c s + A p p e a r a n c e :: Full Name; Lyric Rose Mason , Age; 14 , Gender; Female , Clan; South , Weapon(s); Throwing Knives , Hair; Her hair is a pale blond that ends just above her shoulders. It usually tangles since she doesn't have the patience to take proper care of it. , Skin Tone; Pale, a pesky inheritance from her Danish blood. , Eyes; Lyric's eyes are a pale green, another Danish trait that she absolutely despises... Is there anything this girl doesn't hate? , Body Type; Tall for her age and slender, she has a lithe figure that allows silent movement and easy kills. , Image Link(optional); Lyric , Accessories; A silk ribbon that she wraps around her wrist; it holds memories of her dear mentor that died during a mission , Tattoos; None , Piercings; None , Other; Nope .
{ D e e p e r T h a n B e f o r e :: History; Lyric was adopted as an infant and went through vigorous training as she grew up within the clan. The first thing she learned was sword-wielding but she didn't quite click with it. But the knives, they belonged in her hands. She is young but she was raised to be merciless and loves to see her victims fall - whether it be a practice target or a human being. The girl earned her clan's approval at a young age and is now a valued member. , Personality; Lyric tends to be a bit cold toward others and enjoys her alone time. She's easily annoyed and won't hesitate to be violent toward anyone that burns her fuse shorter than it already was. Her social skills really suck due to the fact that she never grew up with anyone her age and never really had time to converse with her clanmates since she was always doing drills with her mentor. , Likes/Dislikes; Everything and everyone. , Weaknesses; Lyric can't stand it when someone is kind to her, shows sympathy, apologizes, or any of that jazz. She likes to keep everyone at a distance, so teamwork doesn't exactly come naturally to her... , Strengths; Knife Throwing and being rude. Sometimes it seems like this girl doesn't have any feelings but hatred but she actually warmed up to Adam North, an adult in her Clan, when she was forced to spend time with him on their way to find North Clan. , Scars/Old Injuries; She, too, is covered in scars. But her newest ones are in terrible shape: large gashes on her arm and leg that she received her first week in San Francisco from an unexpected North attack. She was crippled for a coupe months after that, hiding away in the alleys and occasionally launching tiny attacks on Alexander Smith. , Favorite Color; Sky blue , Weapons Skills; Advanced Other; Nope .
{ S o c i a l & S u c h :: Relationship Status; Single , Crush; None , Personal Comrades; Adam , Family; None , Personal Enemies; Everyone , Children; No , Other; Nope .
:: Blade Masquerade Returning/Joining Form :: { B a s i c s + A p p e a r a n c e :: Full Name; Adrian "Havoc" Michael Meyers , Age; 15 , Gender; Male , Clan; South , Weapon(s); Kyoketsu Shoge , Hair; Adrian has reddish-brown hair that he wears in a bit of a wild fashion, swept to the side. , Skin Tone; He's a bit of a pale kid due to his Danish lineage. , Eyes; Caramel-brown. , Body Type; Adrian's kind of short for his age, standing 5'8". He's fairly-muscled but relies more on stealth and accuracy than brute strength. , Image Link(optional); Adrian "Havoc" , Accessories; A white, studded leather cuff on his left wrist. , Tattoos; None. , Piercings; None. , Other; He has a terrible phobia for small rodents .
{ D e e p e r T h a n B e f o r e :: History; Adrian's mother gave birth to him at home at the age of sixteen and abandoned him soon after, leaving him to starve and have a near-death experience. Police found him after a couple days when the neighbors complained about baby wails emitting from the house adjacent; he was accepted into an orphanage at two weeks old and he was raised there with the other children until about age seven. The kind people that ran the facility started to show signs of fear whenever they encountered the boy, noting his violence and frequently asking others to isolate him in a bare room. Adrian would break legs off of play-tables and chairs and swing them about like swords, almost always causing serious injury to his peers; he was nicknamed "Havoc" and the nearby Assassin Clan heard of this Son of Satan. He was adopted soon after his seventh birthday by Clan Elders and put through the vigorous training every other Trainee had to undergo. He met Lyric Mason, a girl around his age, and they spent their free-time starting up brutal spars; they announced to each other that they would become the Heads of South Clan and began competing whenever one ran into the other., Personality; Adrian has earned the nicknames Havoc, Demon, Son of Satan, Satan Spawn, and many more from his actions alone. He's quick and merciless and only ever respects Katsa, the top dog in the family. Rude remarks and sarcastic comments are his specialty and he believes every fight he gets himself into can only have one left alive. The kid's a bit isolated and rarely gets close and cozy with another (it's only happened with the woman that worked with him every day at the orphanage - he considered her his mother). , Likes/Dislikes; Adrian likes violence: his Kyoketsu Shoge are his pride and joy and he often refers to blood as his favorite color. He dislikes people that feel guilt or sympathy toward him and will cut anyone down that tried to comfort him. , Weaknesses; Rodents... His one and only phobia. , Strengths; He is very skilled in wielding his Kyoketsu Shoge and lacks mercy, , Scars/Old Injuries; Adrian has asthma and his lungs are super weak from an annual pneumonia he developed at a young age. , Favorite Color; The deep shade of fresh blood. , Weapons Skills; Adrian considers himself S-Class but he is officially ranked as Advanced. Other; -- .
{ S o c i a l & S u c h :: Relationship Status; Single. , Crush; Never. , Personal Comrades; Never. , Family; None. , Personal Enemies; Weak people... , Children; Never. , Other; -- .
