M a s q u e r a d e | accepting! | Assassin RP

[damara.]

:: Blade Masquerade Returning/Joining Form ::

{ B a s i c s + A p p e a r a n c e :: Full Name; Claire Collins , Age; 19 , Gender; female , Clan; Ateri , Weapon(s); twin katana , Hair; blue , Skin Tone; pale , Eyes; gray , Body Type; Her body type is skinny, and she has no curves. Claire's flat chested, but has some muscles. , Image Link; xXx , Accessories; She always seems to wear a black hat and a plastic flower bracelet. , Tattoos; Only one; a rose on her ankle , Piercings; None , Other; .

{ D e e p e r T h a n B e f o r e :: History; Claire grew up with three older sisters and a mother, her mother was mentally ill and could never leave the house, also leading her eldest sister to go insane. The only way her mom and sister could get out their anger was to abuse the littlest, and that at the time was her. By the time she was old enough, all of her sisters had left the mad house, leaving her to her mother. But eventually Claire had a breakdown of her own and killed her mother with an old katana set left by her grandfather when he passed. , Personality; Claire keeps to her self, and is known to be quiet. When she does talk it is usually a rude remark or a sarcastic comment. She enjoys to watch things and people, to remark in their beauty. She doesn't care about gender; never has, and is pansexual. The blue haired girl doesn't liked to be touched but at the same time wants to snuggle whenever she can. Claire is bi-polar and sometimes goes psychotic but I guess it runs in the family. , Likes/Dislikes; Claire likes still moving things (still life), sheep, and teddy bears. In fact she cares around a old grungy teddy bear in her backpack. She dislikes annoying things, and loud places. , Weaknesses; Claire can't stand loud noises, I mean she will seriously collapse if she can't handle it. She cannot stand to be away from her teddy bear and if you hit her in the fold of her back she will collapse instantly in pain. , Strengths; Claire is light, which means she can move fast and has more agile attacks. , Scars/Old Injuries; She has one scar in the fold of her back. , Favorite Color; blue , Weapons Skills; Other; .

{ S o c i a l & S u c h :: Relationship Status; single , Crush; -- , Personal Comrades; -- , Family; -- , Personal Enemies; -- , Children; -- , Other; -- .

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{ Accepted c: Start whenever/wherever you like. Hattie and Rune are at Pier 33, sleeping because of injuries, Nixie is wandering around the city, and Jace and Isane are chilling somewhere within the city. }

[inadequate]

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Male | 19 years | Head Assassin | North
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>>After a few hours of patrolling a perimeter around the west end of San Fran, Rune stopped by a market to stock up on apples and bread rolls. He returned to the pier an hour or so before sunset to drop the food off in cooled bins they used for storing non-preserved products. He slid his sword from his back after removing his jacket and crawled tiredly onto his pile of old nets to doze off.

• l y r i c . r o s e . m a s o n •
Female | 14 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>San Francisco was starting to bug the h*ll out of Lyric; she had been there since the big mission of long ago and wouldn't leave since she knew a vast majority of her Clan were still roaming the city. Her target was dead, her crude injuries were healed into ugly white scars (which she wore quite proudly), three of her precious knives were gone, and she was starving without money. Adam once paid for way to San Fran but she had no clue as to wear he was; she knew of the fact that Havoc was now in the area but she didn't want to risk getting into a fatal spar with him since she was in such a poor condition. The Head Assassin of South, along with her little brother, Alex, were also not on her list of 'locations-known.' Shouts sounded nearby and the girl lifted her gaze a smidge in time to see another teen, about her age, scale the fire escape of a building and disappear inside.

• a d r i a n . " h a v o c " . m i c h a e l . m e y e r s •
Male | 15 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>"It looks sooo good...." Adrian was nearly drooling at the sight of all the meat sandwiches they had on display inside the shop but his heart sank when he could only scavenge a couple dollars from the depths of his pocket. "Why is San Francisco so expensive?" He grumbled in a sour tone as he continued walking down the sidewalk. His chains chinked constantly, begging for him to whip them out and cut someone down, No, no, silly weapons. I'd get arrested. Bloodlust can wait until we find a nasty little Ateri.

[damara.]

(Alright)

[damara.]

Claire|19|Swordsman

Claire walked down the crowded street, occasionally clutching her hat so it wouldn't fall off.
She hummed to herself, it was a song she heard when she was younger and she somehow liked to whistle and hum it because of how eerie it sounded. It was odd to her, in truth considering that the song is so cheery regularly.
She shouldered her bag, it was getting heavy; she needed to rest. Claire didn't know how long she was walking, and the fact that her eyelids were getting heavy was a sign that she needed to take a break.
She slid into an alley and made home behind a trashbin. This is good enough for now. Claire slid off her backpack and took her teddy bear out of it so it could rest in her lap, including her swords. She tilted her hat so it covered the top half of her face and closed her eyes. I deserve a break too.

[inadequate]

• r u n e . a v e r y . n i e l s e n •
Male | 19 years | Head Assassin | North
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>>After a few hours of patrolling a perimeter around the west end of San Fran, Rune stopped by a market to stock up on apples and bread rolls. He returned to the pier an hour or so before sunset to drop the food off in cooled bins they used for storing non-preserved products. He slid his sword from his back after removing his jacket and crawled tiredly onto his pile of old nets to doze off.

• l y r i c . r o s e . m a s o n •
Female | 14 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>San Francisco was starting to bug the h*ll out of Lyric; she had been there since the big mission of long ago and wouldn't leave since she knew a vast majority of her Clan were still roaming the city. Her target was dead, her crude injuries were healed into ugly white scars (which she wore quite proudly), three of her precious knives were gone, and she was starving without money. Adam once paid for way to San Fran but she had no clue as to wear he was; she knew of the fact that Havoc was now in the area but she didn't want to risk getting into a fatal spar with him since she was in such a poor condition. The Head Assassin of South, along with her little brother, Alex, were also not on her list of 'locations-known.' Shouts sounded nearby and the girl lifted her gaze a smidge in time to see another teen, about her age, scale the fire escape of a building and disappear inside.

• a d r i a n . " h a v o c " . m i c h a e l . m e y e r s •
Male | 15 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Adrian nearly walked right by Claire but decided that human legs protruding from behind a trashbin was abnormal. "Hello? Hobo?" He called softly, wondering if the person was already dead or if they were just a common street-side beggar. The girl, however, looked like a normal teen... Except for the fact that she was camping out in a rat-infested alleyway. Rats... Rodents... A shudder traveled down his spine at the thought of the small vermin.

[damara.]

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Claire opened her eyes to the sound of footsteps and a voice. She moved her hat to the back of her head; like it always is. She shuffled her legs and looked up to see a boy standing over her. Claire looked at Adrian for a moment before clutching her swords and standing up. She wasn't one to immediately attack someone else but she would if she had to. She picked up her bag and stuffed her teddy bear in it in a calm matter before looking at him again. "Hello.", she sheathed her swords so that they were on her back. Claire then pulled on her backpack; over the sheathed swords.

[inadequate]

{ Ermehgerd you guys, tomorrow's my birthday I'm so excited :DDDDDD }

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Male | 19 years | Head Assassin | North
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>>Rue lazily looked over at the rough pants, thinking it was his comrade, "J*sus, Hattie... Is that you?" His dark brown eyes widened and he sat up when he realized there was, in fact, a very large dog standing beside the girl. "What- Who- Where did that come from?" The teen stood and circled around to its side, "Is it a stray?" No sign of a collar, so it must be...

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Female | 14 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>Lyric's stomach snarled viciously at her again and she clutched in an attempt to make it shut up. "I'm trying to find a way to feed you, so quit making those weird sounds!" The girl paused and looked around wildly to make sure no one had heard her talking to her own internal organ. She pulled her phone from her pocket and sent a text to the siblings of the Clan- Katsa and Alex. -Guys, I'm huuuuuunnngry. Feed me.-

• a d r i a n . " h a v o c " . m i c h a e l . m e y e r s •
Male | 15 years | 'little killer' Assassin | South
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>>At the sight of the swords, Adrian hopped back a step and his fingers instinctively wrapped around the chains of his Kyoketsu Shoge; however, he didn't reveal them and instead watched Claire in a new, wary manner. "Right, yeah, what's up. Why are you behind a dumpster and why do you have swords...." Time to play the innocent civilian act, if she saw through it, oh well.

[damara.]

(Haha, happy birthday! Well happy early birthday. C: Also, have you been reading the blue exorcist manga? It hasn't ended like the anime, so after I finished the anime, I went to go read the manga, and there is way more to it.)

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Claire rolled her eyes, "Why do you have to wake up sleeping hobos?" She was a bit angry about that, I mean she only got to sleep for an hour before someone came and woke her up. And her only thoughts at the moment were to just move and sleep somewhere else. Plus it was kinda shady; a guy and a girl in an alley, if someone saw they'd think she was giving him a blowjob or something. She sighed.
Claire decided to pull out her wallet and see how much money she has for a hotel; she didn't want to waste her money but if people came to wake her up every time then she wouldn't be able to sleep.
She looked back at Adrian, he seemed to have a weird aura to him; one that was so familiar to her. She squinted, looking to see if had any signs of concealed weapons. Before long she gave up, it's not like she cared anyways. Plus, he had already seen her swords so it didn't even matter.
She looked at her money, she only had twenty bucks, ten short of a hotel. Claire looked up at him, "Gimme ten bucks." She outstretched her hand waiting for the money. "You woke me up, now you have to pay.", she tried not to chuckle at her own joke but she ended up doing it anyways.

[RedAteTheKitty]

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