{ - H a r m o n y - } 1 x 1 Role-Play

[~Shana~]

It has been three, long years since the original characters had passed away from this soulless world. And now, a new revolution is spreading. This revolution seeks to find this "God" and destroy them. After all, they all had pitiful lives full of despair. That's what they deserve, right? The only problem with this is that this time around...There may be a true "Angel" that will rupture the revolution as soon as it began.

This is a 1x1 role-play between ~Shana~ and Silvy~. Do not post if you are not them.

[Nanashi]

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Name;;
Ayano Tateyama

Age;;
17

Rank;;
Revolutionary (Edit later once I know role.)

Weapon;;
Not particularly a weapons girl but her weapon is a simple pistol-scythe that she had found and taken care of. It is mostly red with a pink rose pattern near the handle.

Personality;;
Ayano is a cheerful happy girl and although she jokes and acts happy she is inwardly very sad and fakes her emotions to show everyone she is fine. Although she isn't the smartest academically she always wonders and questions about the world which makes her smarter abstractly. Ayano is always kind and could befriend almost everyone.

History;;
When she was a kid she was an orphan until her parents had adopted her and three other kids. The four of them had horrible childhoods either abused, homeless, or merely didn't exist in the world anymore. Ayano spent all of her time to make everyone happy by making a little group of heroes out of them. As they wore red items to show their allegiance. Though one day her mother had died and her father went mentally insane wanting to create a world where time doesn't move and everyone lives for all eternity. Though Ayano doesn't want anymore to die so she sacrificed herself to save everyone.

Cause of Death;;
Ayano committed suicide when her mother had died and soon her father went mentally insane. She had jumped off a building to her death.

Reason to Revolt;;
To save her family she had killed herself, id she were to disappear all of her efforts to keep her family happy and smiling would go to waste if 'God' wanted her to.

Other;;
Not really an OC just a character based on an already existing character. I just love this girl.

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Name;;
Hajime Kozumitu

Age;;
Appears to be 19 or 20

Rank;;
God

Weapon;;
A long blade with a small angel wing pattern on the blade but it's white and it blends with the bright metal of the blade. The sheath is a dark black with a silver wrapping to keep the blade in place.

Personality;;
A bit cold hearted when it comes to communicating but in all honesty if you had power beyond nature's forces would you be so kind? Though he isn't heartless or power hungry, he wants the world in a perfect utopia. With the help of his closest angel servant, Haruka Tanaba, Hajime is sure he is to reach any goal. Of course he treats (name) kindly, much more than the other possible servants of his. Hajime could be over excited when it comes to an achievement he accomplished or learned something new.

History;;
Hajime was once a person in the world of the afterlife, at the time of course there was a different god and angel. He came from a rather noble life which he had everything he wanted other than when to die. Why did he came to the world when nothing bad happened, its because his death was unfair. As he was murdered for money, since he is a noble. No one even cared for nobles and the rich always watch their back, when Hajime didn't his death became a huge plummet to his family's account and everything was taken from Hajime. When he next saw daylight, he came to the world of the dead like everyone else who had their life ruined. Though unlike the other students either getting into groups of revolt or acting like model kids, Hajime is determined to get all the power he dreamed of and fought his way to the top. Finishing off the other god, Hajime then soon became god. Then he got rid of hundreds of servant angels and let Haruka become an angel and have as much power as he.

Cause of Death;;
Murdered for money as he was a rich noble before he had passed though when he did died, his family went bankrupt and couldn't even hold a ceremony or funeral for their only son. Murder is the worse kind of death especially if no one remembers you after.

Other;;
'Hajime' is Japanese for 'Beginning' or 'New' so for a god I found it fitting.

[~Shana~]

{ - I'm just going to have simple forms. - }

→Nova Kurochi ←
→Revolution←

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"Human?"

"Male"

"17"

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Nova is heartless, bitter, cruel, unforgiving, cunning, silent, deft, and very rugged like the Monster at times. And he tends to take things into his hands and keeps on a job until it is done and taken care of, seeing as he's rather responsible and knows his place in many things. He tends to keep quite and to himself - though he will speak out if needed and does tend to keep his weapon in check if something has caught a sudden attraction - in a terrible way that is. Nova will never in his life give up with out a struggle or a fight, never pleading for help or giving into another's demands.

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Dual Dust Pressure-Locked Blades: Blades that he can create from infusing the dust in the air to any sort of metal. It changes shape and attributes in correlation to the type of metal used. In the most dire of situations, he manipulates Dust that is in a small container that is in his pocket. It creates two, dark blades that radiate negativity. This set can only be used a limited number of times and due to that, it is his most powerful weapon.

→Haruka Tanaba←
→Angel←

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"Human/Angel"

"female"

"17"

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She is a down-to-earth, bubbly young teen who has a strong drive to help others, which also motivates her to become a Huntress. Haruka is a self-proclaimed dork when it comes to weapons, she finds that seeing new weapons is like "meeting new people but better." This shows that while Haruka is upbeat and outgoing, she is still socially awkward and finds comfort within weapons. She also believes that weapons are an extension of oneself, which is evident in her fighting style.

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Her weapon would in fact be a Single Purpose Lock On Bow,despite the name,this weapon has three main functions.It deals its worst damage when used in long range combat,which is why Yuki often finds a tall building to shoot from.The arrows,are like small missiles,they lock onto their target and when they hit it they explode.Though if needed the string disappears,and the weapon grows longer,into a staff,which can be used for more close ranged combat.The weapon does not in fact deal as much damage in this form,but it is not useless either.

[Nanashi]

(That is lovely~ do you want to start or shall I?)

[~Shana~]

{ - Can you start? - }

[Nanashi]

(Okays, I am kinda bad at starting X3)

Ayano woke up in an unfamiliar place. It seems so clean and safe and yet there was a feeling of uncomfort and worry. Why does she feel this way? As she had gotten up, Ayano looked around and wondered down a little street that was nearby a busy highschool. When do I need to go to school, wait a second. Ayano then remembered events before she had woken up, vaguely but still. Ayano was sure she had died, after all she jumped from a school building and it's at least three stories tall! Ayano fretted as she realized this place wasn't like home. It is too different. What is going on? Ayano then walked by a few students on the track and everyone acted as if she was invisible and Ayano spoke softly "This is Japan...right?" Now Ayano feels more sick in her stomach than she ever has seeing those horrible expirements. How did things get like this?

(Gonna keep it with this I figured we'd start when they first get to the world if that is okay?)

[~Shana~]

{ - That's fine. xD - }

Before Nova came to, it felt as if the orange-haired male was falling through nothingness. The feeling was nauseating, cringe-worthy, and death at the same time. A small groan parted from his lips as he slowly opened his eyes. Black dots streaked his vision before he was able to gaze at the world around him. He was in the middle of an open clearing. A high school was off in the distance. Even from here, Nova could hear the students yell and scream at each other. "Where am I...?" he muttered to himself, his voice gruff and low. Pulling himself to his feet, he stretched his arms out, lazily yawning. The area did not look familiar at all to him. But, it did resemble Japan in some odd, strange way. Nova started to walk around, tufting his hands into his pockets as he started to whistle to himself. That's when realization finally hit him. He shouldn't be alive. Wait...I'm alive? Didn't I just die? Wait, how did I die again? Nova clasped one of his hands onto his forehead, frowning now. He remembered that he had died, but he couldn't remember the cause for it. What joy.

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Ayano looked around the area feeling panic and fear crawling inside her heart. This isn't the happiness she worked so hard for. Ayano then ran down a small alley-way in between two buildings on the school property, why does she wake up in a school area out of anywhere. Then she soon remembered all of her horrible grades in class despite her dad being a teacher and her friend teaching her. Ayano then tripped, on something or maybe even nothing at all, and as she was on the ground she felt tears of panic surging but she refused to let them spill over her cheeks. How horrible that things became like this...

Ayano soon continued her way until she saw someone not too far from her. He had odd look to him much like her friend back home, and his hair was an odd blue color. Strange...maybe I should talk to him? Ayano took a couple of steps then froze a bit afraid. She is rather bad at talking to people but she did manage to call out to him with a small timid "H-Hi!" Why am I always so nervous? Ayano sighed inwardly as she hoped the other may be like her friend even just a small bit.

[~Shana~]

This world was confusing. It felt as if the entirety of it was spinning round and round on it's axis. Nova felt dizzy, the male stumbling a bit as he came closer to the structure of a high school building. It was very much like a school in Japan, but he had no recollection of this area before. And he was sure that he was dead. He just didn't know how or why. Scratching his head, he let out a small sigh, now laughing. "I seriously am in between a rock and a hard place here...Should I ask someone where I am?" he questioned himself, stroking his chin. He was never a people person and his personality certainly dictated that. He was a cold, unloving machine. He never connected with his family and he didn't have any friends. Or at least that's what the small bit of his memory told him. A light, female-voice pulled him back into reality and he shifted his head, now looking at a brown-haired girl. She looked nervous, frightened, and confused. Nova blinked, silence passing between the two. A person like that couldn't be bothered with. In a situation like this, she would only lead him into confusion. Nova pretended he hadn't heard her, still looking the other way.

[Nanashi]

Ayano then walked a bit closer to her and noticed the small cold shoulder. Ayano wasn't sure whether to get angry or to laugh. This boy certainly is much like Shintaro-kun. Then moving a bit of her brown hair behind her ear she spoke again with a light cheerful tone "Uhm I'm Ayano Tateyama, I hope we can be friends." Ayano then smiled as she stood almost next to him but still kept a distance as she didn't know who this person is or if this person even wants to talk to her. Continuing the light conversation that seems mostly one-sided, Ayano then said "This world has rather lovely weather and scenery, I wonder if there are even storms that even exist here. It looks like Japan but not anything like my home. Though it shouldn't be like this, I should be dead after all I did jump off from a rooftop." Then she silenced herself and was a bit curious if the boy was even listening at all or if he is like her. Dead yet alive in a world in which no one understands, would there truley be someone who'd actually understands her? Ayano then gave a light sigh, hoping she didn't ruin any possible conversation able go even happen.