Alright, I FINALLY have some time on my hands!
Name: Arithme Jyugyar
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Archetype: Golden Knight
Species: Human
Appearance: She rarely wears her helmet, finding it troublesome to see and operate her weapons. She quite tall for a human female, reaching 6 feet in height. She has pale skin, which her long straight black hair stands out against. Her eyes are so light a shade of brown, they could be considered yellow. As for her body, she's a Bean Stock. Tall, but no curves.
Personality: As quoted from Entaru, "She's PMS on steroids!" She has no problem speaking her mind and has a major temper problem. Lucky for her, her combat skills get her out of most fights she causes. Deep down she's a kind soul, but has become bitter to the world due to many tragedies she's faced, but good luck seeing that part of her.
She doesn't like the Witch Hunters, or the Queen, and will likely help a Witch if she encounters one without the others around. Otherwise, she lives for battle, finding joy in the feeling of her sword against flesh.
With her battle finess, comes a downfall. With her birth, she was always raised to fight. Becuase of this, she was never taught...well...anything. She can't read or write, she's not the best problem solver, and if you give her a puzzle, she'll likely smash it. It's simple to outsmart her. She's an all brawn no brain sort of person.
Weapons: She's a walking weapons rack. Long sword, Broad sword, Short sword, Kunai, Mace, Fail, Morning star, and a cross bow. Of all these, the long sword is always in hand, it's reach being favored. Don't think she's not a marksmen though; if they had snipers, she'd be one.
Quirk: Hates plants and finds them useless. Absolutely HORRIFIED by spiders.
Quick message to Enty, She is who you think she is! Don't worry, no special swords or Jackle-type guns. (Arucard's gun)
Name: Izo Tenma
Gender: Male
Age: 18 (young, but arrogant)
Archetype: Noble
Species: Human
Personality: He's quite self-centered, figuring that, sense he's noble, he's 'the bee's knees'. He doesn't care for the Queen, and would help a Witch if the oppurtunity arose just to spite the woman. He has a talent for cheating as well, whether it be in a simply card game, or a fist fight. He's sharp-witted, but sharp-tongued as well.
Appearance: He's a thin, frail looking boy, who manages to keep a little muscle on him. He's 5'9", and has a bad habit of slouching. He has dark brown messy hair, that typically falls in his eyes.
Weapons: Whatever he can get his hands on, literally. He throws chairs and tables.
Quirk: Quite sickly, errupting into coughing fits commonly. He would never have survived if it weren't for being a rich brat.
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