Posts by Soul E.

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    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black]Name: Soul "Eater" Evans
    Gender: Male.
    Looks:
    Personality: My own attitude is laid-back and nonchalant at the start of the series, as I try to mold myself to my expectations of how someone 'cool' would act. I am nearly the complete opposite of Maka, being reserved and aloof. I often express how I feel about some situations by either claiming that something is 'cool' or 'not cool.' Being a cool guy, I prefer to use the direct approach or stupid approach, which most of the time fails. I have an extremely unique love for eating souls that seems to not be shared by many of the other Weapons, drooling quite frequently when my next meal is nearby. I also seem to be a glutton towards food in general. I can sometimes become too driven by the thought of eating souls, which normally leads to bickering with Maka or become impatient with her; but despite their squabbles, we always continuously are able to maintain a solid friend-partner relationship.
    Meister/Weapon/Witch: Weapon.
    Partner: Maka Albarn.
    Crush: No one in Particular. *sweat drop*
    Other:

    ShadeClaw



    You don't know how far you can go, unless you try to go to far.


    Name: ShadeClaw
    Gender: Male.
    Rank: He's one of the Warriors.
    Age: 16 Moons. (Months.)
    Personality: ShadeClaw is normally a laid-back and mellow cat. He tries to be one of the "cool" cats. A cat everyone can look up to no matter what the age. Though this is true, he does tend to get quite hungry and feisty; causing himself to salivate and/or drool when knowing food is there and/or nearby maybe even coming later on in the day. When hungry, he tends to bicker with other cats; sometimes forcing them to go hunting when it's time. Though this may be correct and true, he tends to keep a solid friendship with everyone. Or tries to anyways. He also is prone to think the smoky black color is quite the charm on him, himself.
    Crush?: Not yet.
    Mate?: Nope. Not yet.
    Kits?: Nope. Not yet.
    History: He was a cat born into a litter of five at a twolegs' place. He was the runt of the litter. When the twolegs were moving, he got forgotten and they drove off.... Without him.... He then got curious and soon began to discover around him and found Oceanclan. He soon lived the rest of his kithood there and grew up eventually. So with this being said, he is very familiar with the place.
    Other: High Tide.

    [align=center][color=black][font=georgia]Not love like that... It's hard to describe... It's sibling love I guess... I'll always care for my Meister... Just... Not love as in "boyfriend, girlfriend" type o' love....