The Slacker's Book to Kishin Fighting!
A man in a tall top hat and a long black jacket walked down the street. He was one of the abominably looking men to ever have existed, but that just helped him out...nobody would point him out to their friends for they would then look like an ass, someone who was incapable of ignoring his deformed...ugly...disgusting form. The man was taller then most probably around 7 feet which only made him stand out more. His face was covered with deep black and blue bruises that was in stark contrast to his numerous bright red and pink pimples. His oversized tongue hung loosely from his mouth and made all of his words garbled and mispronounced, not only that but due to his tongue he couldn't even close his mouth and his bright yellow and black teeth were on display for all.
He kept his left hand held steadily within his left pocket. As if his face wasn't detestable enough his left hand would really send the entire crowd into an uproar. The man was a Kishin Egg, but he had a higher IQ of the rest of his fellow kind. He didn't go about indiscriminately killing he had a few rules and regulations to his kills. This was probably the sole reason why he hadn't been hunted and killed like some of his friends. "Look at that ugly as hell guy over there!" shouted a teenaged boy. Bingo!
The man twisted his body to look in the kid's direction. His number one rule? Only kill people who made fun of him. The man walked lamely over to the teenaged boy, his body sagging in a weird way, probably due to the tail that he had which was currently bundled up underneath his long jacket. "Wat was tat, punk?" he declared as he approached him. The boy simply laughed as his ill-sounding voice.
"Oooh, scary!" mocked the boy putting on an exquisite show of pulling his arms up to his face and pretending to be scared. The people around him were all in such a rush nobody wanted to be out at this late hour with the sun already set, and the boy honestly deserved a good scolding. The man smiled as he looked down upon him, his long tongue swishing from side-to-side, this as going to be an easy meal.
The man removed his top hat from his head and pulled it down to his side. This revealed the random bald patches that were on his head combined with the odd dark green color made the man even uglier then originally thought to be. The teenaged boy just laughed. The man chuckled and walked past him, ignoring the teenaged boy's sneering smile, "idiot," the man whispered into his ear. The man disappeared into the alley way behind them. The boy turned a bright red and spun around.
"Oh, yeah!" shouted the boy as he bent down and picked up a loose piece of pipe off of the ground. He charged into the alley after the man the long pipe still in his hand. "I'll show you who the idiot is!" The boy disappeared from the light of the street lights almost the instant he stepped into the alley. The boy looked around frantically still tightly gripping his pipe looking for the man who had insulted him and disappeared. He saw nothing. He scoffed, "moron."
There a loud plopping sound as if someone had just jumped down behind him. He was about to turn around and strike out with the pipe, but some weird long and slimy tail-like appendage beat him to it. The tail wrapped around his throat and tightened up. The man's ugly head appeared right next to his own, the tongue still hanging out, but this time its wet saliva dripping down onto his shoulder. The man let loose a cackle, "idiot."
Moments later the man appeared from the alleyway, his top hat back on his head and a yellow smile on his face. He was content for now...but chances are in a few moments someone else would mock his appearance and he would need to spring into action once more...he was simply making the world a better place. After all did people who were so small-minded that they simply his appearance truly deserved to continue to live...he didn't think so. So he took it upon himself to eradicate those people...it was a busy job, but someone had to do it.
He was slumping down the street when he saw his next target. It was just a girl stretched out on a bench, she had a book clenched in her hand. Her head kicked back over the seat and her arm was spread out over the bench. She was wearing an open black, blue, and white plaid shirt with a white shirt peeking through. Her shorts were over-sized for her scrawny body. She had messy brown hair, probably from sleeping on the bench rather then at home in her bed. Along with that she wore an old bronze necklace...he simply scoffed at her appearance being so unbecoming.
He never understood fashion. He was beginning to think that unfashionable was fashionable among people. As if wearing ugly clothing would make them more beautiful...he hated it. It was as if they were mocking him. As if ugly could be beautiful it as if by that standard he would be the most beautiful thing in the world. He marched over to the bench and sat down next to her, intending to wait until she got up and got moving and he would follow her and do the same thing he did to that boy, but as soon as he made the move to sit down...she woke up.
She looked about, opened her book as if to check for the bookmark, and then left. The man looked dumbfounded as he quickly recollected his mind and began to follow her, although to any passerby it would look suspicious that a man would go to sit down next to a young lady and as soon as she left, he followed, he did it anyways. He was going to get rid of anyone who mocked him or other ugly things.
He followed her for only a couple of blocks when he noticed his luck. She turned down into a dark alley...he smirked. Last time he had to lure someone into the dark alley, but now she was going into there without any accord of his own. He simply slowed down and disappeared into the dark alley, carefully, as to not to attract any more attention. He disappeared into the dark alleyway with a smile on his twisted face. He stopped as soon as he walked into it...the girl was gone.
He was about to turn around and bail when a flurry of simple paper planes flew past him. Each and every single one of them cutting into him with their makeshift wings. He grunted as he was forced downwards as the paper planes all flew past him and onto the street. He quickly scrambled back onto his feet and looked in front of him, the girl was standing in front of him with the same paper planes swirling around her. The book she was holding was now wide open. The papers were flying out of the book and were transforming in midair into the paper planes through folding.
"Wat de 'eck?" shouted the man as he jumped backwards. It took him a few second to register what had happened before the wheels snapped into place... "you're throm te DWMA!" He jumped backwards and produced his claw from his pocket, he charged forward with it attempting to kill them quickly. He had heard terrible things about the DWMA from the grapevine he had tried his best to avoid them and so far he had. His 'supposed' luck had just disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"I'm tired," said the girl as she plopped down onto the ground quickly, letting his claws graze over her head. "Eva, take over." She let out a yawn as she put the book down onto the ground wide open. The pages appeared to be worn, but what was truly interesting was the picture on it. It was a moving picture of a girl. The girl had a light tan. Her light brown hair had some bangs to the side, that often swayed in front of her green eyes as she looked about frantically.
"Helena...I don't think this is the kind of the guy you should mess with," she squeaked as she spared a quick glance over her shoulder to the Kishin, who was now closing in trying to take advantage of the momentary drop in defense. The paper exploded from the book the pages fluttering all about him, he stepped wary off the razor-sharp edges that they had produced last time. But all-in-all the paper is still paper, good at dealing nothing more then paper cuts and without the velocity that the paper airplanes had before, they probably wouldn't even be able to deal many of those. This right here was just a thin veil of defense, but he prided himself on his carefulness.
The actual girl (Helena apparently) only managed to yawn at her friend's reasonable and totally verifiable concerns. Of course, this only worked out better for the Kishin...a weapon and meister are concern, but just a weapon is nothing. His long tail snaked itself loose from his coat and plodded onto the ground. "Helena!" yelled the book called Evalyn. Helena didn't seem to really pay any attention to it and ignored the scream.
The Kishin screamed as he lashed out with his tail, slamming it into the book. Sending it spinning sideways across the cement alley. He laughed as the book smashed into a broken water pipe. He moved in closer, his body leaned over. "Helena!" shouted the book once more, desperate to get its partner's attention. "Helena!" Once more pages exploded from the book filling the air another desperate attack from her.
The Kishin laughed at the pathetic attempt of the book as it tried to defend itself without any arms or legs or even sharp edges. It was truly a worthless weapon. He found it hilarious that it was even accepted to the DWMA. It belonged better in the Idiot's Guide section at a bookstore. Watching it struggle was almost embarrassing for him. The first Meister and Weapon sent to kill him were such weaklings...were they mocking him? He went from laughing to anger. He looked over at the book, such a pathetic thing...killing it would be a waste. Why would he kill such a pathetic thing now? He wanted to kill something more.
The girl. He smiled as he remembered the meister...what a perfect example of something to kill. He walked over next to her, her eyes still shut as she was still asleep. He lifted his claw into the air, a menacing smile on his face. "NO!" screamed the book. He ignored the cry and brought his claw down as quick as he could. His claw dug deep into human flesh, but not of the girl's.
It was the girl from the book, except she was wearing a leather jacket now stained with her blood as it poured out of her body. The green shirt beneath that was just as bad off of. One of her earrings which appeared to be a dream-catcher had been knocked off. The kishin simply smirked as he pulled his claw loose, "idiot," he muttered.
"Since when was it this hard to just get a nap," said the sleeping girl as she sat up. "Evalyn?" she looked at her friend who was now bleeding profusely from the chest. She looked at the Kishin. She slowly put two and two together... "Ah...Evalyn, weapon form. Let's beat this guy up." Evalyn nodded her body began to glow a deep green as it shrunk into a small book. Helena grabbed it and opened it up. "Evalyn." The papers from the book flew out. The pages slowly began to reshape themselves into the shape of swans.
"Hah ha ha ha," laughed the Kishin as he licked his lips with his impressive tongue, "you thould breally take that gul to te hothpital. Fhe breally won't thurvive for long with that rund."
"She'll live long enough for us to win," said Helena confidently. The paper swans all flew towards him. The began to rapidly cut into him all of them spinning about him, the sharp wings began to cut into him. "Looks like you'll die the death of a thousand paper cuts." The Kishin let out one more agonizing scream as he spun about and tried to run out onto the street. He stopped short as the swans began to swarm him and finally he disappeared leaving one small reddish-brown oval-like sphere hanging in the air.
Okay, the third pair (right? Or is it the second or fourth...I've lost count already...no surprise.) Let's see Shark, Semper, and now Evalyn and Helena (the only girl-girl pair). Third pair (I was right!) Well, I only think I'm going to have one more pair till I post the poll. Why? I'm running out of excellent pairings. Anyways, as with all the other students here are these guys scores.
Evalyn: Mental: 99 Physical: 86
Helena: Mental: 0 (fell asleep) Physical: 0 (fell asleep)
Also, I want you guys to avoid picking the meisters and weapons based on the chapter and focusing only on their personalities and how well they work together, cool? Why? Cause I really think the other pairs had really sucky chapters.
Anyways, since you didn't really get much from these two people (sorry, I was going for quality of chapter rather then quality of character), I think I'll give you a quick summary of their personalities (the main points).
Helena: Lazy student extraordinaire! Overly friendly to her fellow students, but can be considered cocky.
Evalyn: Quiet, daydreamer, and protective