Perfection and Death.

Name: Martes(mar-tez)

Age:18

Year: 2nd

Pervious school: St. Ebony's elite

History: In his final year at Ebonies he recived a invitation to the school. He didn't want to go orginally, as he didn't want to do another year of school when he should be finished. Until he heard of the elite fencing team, Martal arts team and Ancient combat team. He's the schools reining champion fighter.

Personality:cool, calm most of the time. When he gets angery he looses his cool and goes beserk, his strengh doubles and becomes very agile

Looks:

Click: none, but prefers the "Perfection"

Avitar looks: he does not yet have a avitar, He uses his sword and fighting skills to fight.

 

Hmm... Sounds cool.

Name: Tom
Age: 16
Year: 2nd
Pervious school: Frazier Mountain High School
History: Tom grew up in a small town. He was considered a genius among his peers at his old school, but he isn't in this newer one because many are as smart as him.
Personality: He is kind, but has an ego. He likes to mess around, but doesn't always know when too much is. He tends to hurt those close to him when he goes to far, and he hates it when he does. He questions why he does those things, and as a result, he thinks that he is insane (not the same way as the people in straightjackets).
Looks:
Click: Perfection
Avitar looks: >Please tell me if there is something wrong with this.<

 

Name: Belal Mevorisk (Bell-all Meev-or-risk)
Age: 17
Year: 2nd
Pervious school: St. Agustine Adept Private High.
History: Having gone to St. Agustine, the third most pristine private school known, and passed with top grades, Belal doesn't think little of himself and does what he wants. He sticks his nose into others business when he gets curious and then makes it his business so they can't tell him to leave.
Personality: Laid back with a self arrogant attitude.
Looks:
Avitar looks:
Avitar height: 7'11"
Avitar skill: Flying + speed
Avitar critical: Dance of the falling feathers~ Avitars wings begin to lose feathers. The feathers get caught up into a whirling scythe. To replace the feathers of the once angelic looking wings, now bear, skin covers them making them demonic. The feathers then crystalize around the scythe once it stops spinning, and making it almost a pure white, gigantic scythe. Once this is in effect, he only has about five minutes to use the scythe against his enemy before he reverts
~Should there be a problem with these please let me know.~

Click: Decided to go with Perfection

 

This is sao-sao writing a message through Kairu, my brother

First off, anyone whose characters under 16 is in first year.

As of yet Avitars are not known about.

Avitar height ranges between 75ft and 100ft, apart from Belal's avitar which is human. and Maybe Godzilla seeming that he's so big.

My avitar is only 35ft but thats because my character is short...

Sorry about all these post's and stuff but i need a Avitar template

Character themplate

Avitar height:

Avitar skill: (flying, speed, strength)

Avitar critical: (i explained this in my pervious post)

 

Aww... No radiation beams. Oh well...

Avatar height: 100 meters (That is how tall Godzilla actually is. He could be shorter if you want him to be)

Avatar skill: Martial Arts. Thick skin. Healing factor (If it is allowed.)

Avatar critical: Nuclear radiation pulse (Is this allowed?)- Avatar glows and nuclear radiation is surging out from the body. When the glowing stops, Tom is there.

 

Name: Jenny Smith
Age: 16
Year: 2nd
Pervious school: Home Schooled
History: Born in PA, Jenny grew up with a super smart family. Father a scientist. Her mother a vetnarian. She is really smart. Her family then had her go to school at a secrte private school her father went to. She's been going there for 2 years now/
Personality: Smart, kind, caring, energetic.
Looks:

Click: Perfection
Avitar looks: Do we need this? I don't get this alot but oh well...


Avitar height: 6'8"

Avitar Skill: Night, crystal, flight

Avitar Critical: uknown



Ok I'm a bit confused on the avitar, after I see some people post I might get it.

 

~I'll make a second character as well if that is all right.~
Name: Vladimir Corbec
Age: 15
Year: 1st
Pervious school: Egdenburges High School England
History: Having grown up in a public school surrounding, & joined their fencing/kendo/ju-jitsu club, he learned to focus himself and control his temper which had been out of control in recent years. He learned how selfish he had been and felt the need to give back, so he set out doing charity work and fixed his manners. Now he ranks number two in kendo, number five in fencing, and number two for ju-jitsu in his old high school. Setting records and breaking old ones, but never going to high. He often help others train to achieve the higher spots and is content with here he is. One day he recieved a letter with no addressed name, but it was his house address on the front. When he opened the letter to find an invatation to a very pristine school he knew it had been for his brother Icarus. When he handed the letter to his brother, he declined and told Vladimir that he should go and do something for himself for once. Reluctently he agreed.
Personality: Giving, hardworking, and polite
Looks:
Click: Base
Avitar looks:
Avitar height: 40 meters
Avitar skill: Speed, hand to hand combat, Force field -only active for about one minute if this is alright.-
Avitar critical: True beast~ Releasing all of his negitive emotions he begins to go berserk. Seven swords of pure black spring out of its body where it can utilize them for combat. The swords break after a single swing and he returns to normal. If there are is no negitive emotion berserk can not become active, in which case avitar is only active for six minutes. That time is reduced in berserker mode due to enhanced speed and strenght double of regular avitars. The strain otherwise would be to much.

 

Martes who was sitting on the roof looking for some possible compettion from the new arrivals mubled "there all wimpy smartasses with brains and no bran"

Dissapointed he lay back down on the roof staring into the sky.

 

Tom woke up and looked into a mirror. "Crap, my hair is poofed up again. Sadly, the first day of the year isn't a good time for this hair." He got into the shower, and went into the assembly hall when he was ready.

 

Vladimir removed his sunglasses from his face, and cleaned the lenses. The entrance hall was crowded with all the new arrivals, "Such a small entrance. I wonder when we will be greeted?" He spoke aloud to himself, placing the sunglasses back on his face he placed his hands into his jean pockets.

Belal sat up in his bed, yawning he raked a hand through his hair and fell back onto his bed sleeping.

 

Vladimir whipped his hands against his pants side, and followed the crowd towards assembly room C.

Belal closed the door to his room. Sliding his hands into his pockets he made is way to the Perfection's room.