Kamereon Pris d'Eaux

[Abyss]

KAMEREON PRIS d'EAUX
Kamme

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Sometimes I feel like everybody's got a problem
sometimes I feel like nobody wants to solve them

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AGE:
16 Years
GENDER:
Female
DATE OF BIRTH:
June 21
CLASS:
Weapon
OCCUPATION:
Become a Death Scythe
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
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I know that people say we're never going to make it
But I know we're going to get through this

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LIKES:

• Her "Iron War Fan" and "Windmill Shuriken" forms
  
• Eating Souls
  
• Being able to help others when needed
  
• The thought of reaching the level of Death Scythe
  
• Cats
  
• The "Warmill" form she takes on when under the influence of a powerful Soul Resonance.
  
• Making friends
  
• The adaptability her multiple forms present her
  

DISLIKES:

• Being useless in a situation
  
• Her mother's family
  
• Ignorant people
  
• Overly-calm people
  
• Tight spaces
  
• Being covered in blood for long periods of time
  
• Small tasks left unfinished, like the lid on a tupperware container left slightly open, doors left ajar, small things unaligned, etc. (it just adds to her OCD)
  
• Things being off centered
  
• Things being unbalanced
  
• Things that are uneven
  
• Things being unsymmetrical
  

FEARS:

• Being unable to protect another Meister
  
• Anybody that picks her up being hurt
  
• Letting her rage get the best of her
  
• Being unable to make something perfectly symmetrical or centered
  

AMBITIONS:

• Become a Death Scythe
  
• Protect her friends
  
• Protect her Meister (when she gets one again)
  
• Make people see the beauty of symmetry
  

STRENGTHS:

• Transformation versatility
  
• Intelligent
  
• Ability to remain calm in a tight situation
  
• Able to turn her arms and hair into Chain Whips without a meister
  
• Adaptable, large, and powerful Soul, able to match wavelengths and Resonate with almost anyone.
  
• Her undiagnosed OCD makes her a rather neat person.
  
• Able to use the power of matched wavelengths from a Meister to fight autonomously if needed, but only for a short time. (Using Soul Control)
  
• Ability to use "Soul Control"
  
• Will not back down from a fight
  

WEAKNESS:

• Can be lazy
  
• Can be somewhat gullible
  
• Sees herself as unfit to be a meister's weapon
  
• When asked about a meister, she will more likely than not, enter a small state of depression, and remain as such until pulled out of it.
  
• Her OCD makes her semi-frequently go off task to adjust something. Once she gets on a roll, she keeps going.
  
• The OCD makes her compulsive and obsessive, compulsive, and what others view as disorderly.
  
• Nice to a fault
  
• Willing to put her life at stake for any Meister
  
• Easily hurt (by words)
  
• Her rage is something to be feared, even by her friends. When angered (which is, luckily, a very rare occurrence) she will not hold back on anything or anyone who gets in the way of her target. Her temper, when highest, is incredibly violent.
  
• When eager for a fight (i.e. - her taste for Soul's is re-awakened after half a year) she will be impatient to get a Soul, and may not want to stop and talk with her Meister, but be more focused on the Soul
  

SECRETS:

• Views herself as a failure as a Weapon
  
• Hates her mother
  

OVERALL PERSONALITY:

• CHEERFUL/EASY-GOING :: Kamme is a naturally kind person. She doesnt know why, it just seems to be right to be kind to people. She is nice to anyone she meets, and even if they are rude to her, she will try to be nice to them. Kamme believes that kindness and peace are traits that could solve the problems and strife of the world. She sometimes flatters others, using small lies to twist the truth around for the better...most often to help boost the self-esteem of some of her comrades. Every day she tries to pick out the positives of what she sees and hears more than the negatives, and though she acknowledges this is impossible at times, she will often reflect on something that has made her happy.
  
  
• KIND/BENEVOLENT :: She almost always wears a smile, and always keeps a positive mind-set. The only time you wouldnt see a smile on her face was if she was seriously thinking, dead, or in Weapon Form...when all you are able to see are eye markings...she even holds an unwavering smile when delivering death threats (which, needless to say, could be delivered without hesitation). Though she rarely has someone that gets on her bad side, there are a few, and she will still respect them, and not seek out to degrade them morally or esteem-wise in any way. She believes that all people are equal, and that all people are born with an innate humanitarian sense, even if some choose to defect or stray from the right path and grow closer to becoming a Kishin or are a Witch.
  
  
• LEVEL-HEADED/REASONABLE :: Ever since she was young, Kamme has always kept her wits and self about her (save for one scenario). There are few things capable of getting on her nerves, but if there is anything, it would be ignorant students at the DWMA who obstinately ignore the rules set by Lord Death, or advice/stern remarks from a teacher. Also, she holds a strong dislike and vehemence for corrupt beings that go after human souls, in addition to her mother's side of the family. The dislike in that situation is actually mutual. She is also easily offended when somebody comments on her performance as a weapon, or the fact that she is currently without a meister.Though she tries to keep her emotions about her when a discussion about either of the topics, no promises can be made as to her reaction if she is pressed far enough.
  
  
• CALM/PATIENT :: In most situations, Kamme attempts to maintain a calm and professional manner, and seems to always be focused more on achieving the best solution in the long run rather than just harvesting as many Kishin eggs as possible. In most stressful situations, Kamme can be calm to an extent where some would consider it 'abnormal'. Because of how long she is willing to wait for something, she has been chided in the past, and received the warning "if you wait to strike too long, you'll die" many-a-time. While she fights, she is all business..no sense of humor, and all-serious, nothing...just a determined smirk that stays glued on her face.
  
  MODERATE TO SUB-SEVERE OCD :: It's not "officially" diagnosed. (She doesnt even know, she thinks its totally normal). It is obvious enough to bystanders that she is driven by it. Any task left unfinished, any door, window, cabinet, or chair left ajar or out of place will soon fall into Kamme's hands, and be sorted out immediately. She straightens picture frames without thinking anything of it, straightens silverware on tables, closes to-go boxes left undone, and unintentionally makes almost everything perfectly symmetrical...among other things.
  

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Don't, Don't, Don't, Don't let me go now
Don't, Don't, Don't

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FACE CLAIM:

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SPECIAL MARKINGS:

• Aside from scars on her arms and abdomen, there are no strange marks on Kamme's body
  

THEIR SOUL:

• Her Soul had grown, as though...suddenly drugged with a growth hormone or some enhancer had been injected into her body, and it almost appeared as though it had intentions to take over Erinn’s. Kamme’s blue-violet soul almost totally covered the orange of Erinn’s. He said that when he looked at her Soul initially, before trying the Soul Control and using the power of the matched Wavelengths, he had seen only a smaller version, which he read as an adaptable, mild, benevolent Soul that seemed as though it would be too docile to attack anything. However, once Kamereon (and her soul) had become focused, as it was now, it radiated determination and courage to take on whatever task faced her, and it had revealed itself as a larger, more powerful Soul than what he had seen previously. But…he had noticed something different in it. It seemed as though it had a slightly…’hidden’ part to it, as though he wasn’t able to see quite everything. But whatever the ‘hidden’ part was, he hadn’t liked it, and it gave him a strange sense of fear from his own daughter

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Take my hand tonight
Let's not think about tomorrow
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OVERALL HISTORY:

• Kamereon is born in Europe to two weapons, her father, a giant Sai from France (also a Death Scythe), and her mother, a heterogenous demon weapon from a line of Japanese weapons. While her father only has the one form, a giant sai, her mother has the ability to transform into a number of supplementary and defensive weapons...only one of which she shares with Kamereon - a giant, iron war fan with hook-blades on each of the folds. (When performing a Soul Resonance in this form, they also share the changed appearance. The fan grows wider and taller, and the curved hook-blades grow serrated, and turn the opposite direction midway down making an offensive, defensive and supplementary weapon that can deal substantial damage). Her father and mother, though both weapons, are able to wield each other, and perform a powerful Soul Resonance on each end.
  
  
• Coming from two weapons, Kamereon's parents had high expectations for her. Her mother even named her Kamereon (meaning Chameleon), in confidence that she would be able to uphold the proud tradition passed down her family and become a Death Scythe (even though her mother hadnt, her family saw her husband being one enough). Until the age of thirteen, Kamereon's parents spent time practicing with her, teaching her various techniques of being a weapon, and how to utilize her various forms...granted to her by her mother's heterogenous lineage.
  
  
• At the age of fourteen, Kamereon's parents allowed her to join the DWMA, much to Kamereon's (now called "Kamme" for short) delight (shortly before the defeat of the Kishin Asura). They settled expenses fairly easily, purchasing an apartment for Kamme just a short walk away from the school. Upon entering the Academy, Kamme kept in contact with her parents, who were living in France at the time, via postcard and letters...along with the occasional long-distance calls. She made friends fairly easily, and upon entering with a tag-pin that said "Weapon", was soon paired with a meister, Erinn.
  
  
• The two became excellent friends, and their Souls were extremely compatible, giving them swift performance and carrying out of missions, and an incredible Soul Resonance for their general inexperience. They were great together, and they soon began sharing an apartment. The normally stern eyes of Kamereon's mother's family and mother softened (so to speak) at hearing the success of the young weapon, and everything was going well.
  
  
• Everything...was going well, until Erinn, typically a cocky, flamboyant, and sassy meister, convinced a somewhat reluctant Kamme to go take on a difficult mission...one that Kamme insisted they should wait on, and train some more. The mission ended up being disastrous. Kamme, always adhering to the unwritten law that a Weapon defends its Meister with its life, did just that, defending her Meister fiercely with the powerful blows, even at the cost of her own flesh. However, they got separated in the battle. Kamme was flung away, leaving Erinn alone. She shifted back to her human form, in an attempt to get back to her Meister and continue the fight, when she was tripped by the rubble from the Kishin Egg's attacks, and sprained her ankle.
  
  * It was then that Erinn acted out of pure instinct. She ran forward and covered Kamme with her body, protecting her friend, not her weapon, from the deadly blow from an axe. The thick blade dropped through the lower portion of her Meister's spine and side, leaving a mortal wound. Kamereon, enraged at what she knew was inevitable, struck back. She was on her knees in a flash, and formed her arm into the blade of the giant Sai, plunging it through the chest of the Kishin Egg, before transforming it back into a hook sword blade and wrenching it back, pulling the corrupt beast's heart out in the hook.
  
  
• She swallowed the Soul in a massive gulp before turning to her Meister...her friend. The light had already left her eyes. Kamme had let out an agonized wail and mourned the loss, trying to think of how she would report back to Lord Death. She knew she would be expelled...just knew it. She had failed in her duty as a weapon, and now a student was lost because of it. Upon returning to the DWMA, Lord Death met her with sympathy, different from his jovial nature. He said nothing about expulsion, so, confused, she asked. He would not expell her. He had been watching the whole fight through his mirror. He said that there was nothing in the world that could have changed Erinn's mind about her final action...defending her friend.
  
  
• It had had nothing to do with a Weapon-Meister relationship, but...instead...that of pure friendship. Something that surpassed all else in bravery. He would not be so cruel as to expel her for something like that. A small service was held to honor Erinn, but the outcome was even worse for Kamme. Her mother, and her family, may as well have disowned Kamme. They all agree that she is a poor excuse for a Weapon, letting her Meister die before her. They disbelieve her retelling of the event, and call her worthless, and that she deserves to be meisterless. Her mother still talks to her, unlike her family, but it is more snide, colder, and more heartless.
  
  
• Her father, on the other hand, still offers her encouragement, and believes what she had to say, having spoken to Lord Death about it himself. She does not blame Kamme, and got her back on her feet after the horrible event. Months passed, and Kamme has gotten over the horrible defeat and death of Erinn, but she still has yet to find a new Meister. She also considers herself a lousy excuse for a weapon, uninfluenced by what her mother's family has to say, but because she could not protect her Meister. She has found that she can resonate fairly easily with most people, though, but has not yet found anyone with that right..."touch"...and someone that will accept her, and the truth of her past.
  

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Take my hand tonight
We could find some place to go

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ABILITIES:

• Quick Thinker & Agile - Though she lacks significant height and muscular build, Kamme, when forced to move on her own, is quick, and able to think 'on her feet', capable of setting up potential traps if she is being persued. Despite this, she is hardly at the potential she has with a Meister wielding her.
  
  
• Heterogeneous Weapon - Kamme was blessed with the unique ability to be able to turn into more than one Weapon, a secret passed on by her mother's side of the family to her, in hopes they would be able to make her an incredible partner to any Meister. She has five forms, a Giant Sai, Giant Iron War Fan, Chain Whip, Giant Windmill Shuriken, and a Hook Sword. All of the forms are currently short-range weapons, save for a Soul Resonance with the Giant Sai and Giant Iron War Fan and Giant Windmill Shuriken. Currently, she is working on turning her Chain Whip form into a more reliable long-range weapon than that of the Giant Windmill Shuriken.
  
  
• Adaptable & Powerful Soul - Kamme's Soul, simply put, is unique. It is a light violet color, and rather large....larger than expected for someone of her demeanor and current ability...until they see her fight. In a fight, her attitude tends to take a complete 180-degree turn-about and she becomes determined, precise, and the true power of her Soul shows, particularly in a Soul Resonance. Also, it is adaptable, she is able to match wavelengths and further, Resonate, with practically anybody that picks her up. Her father, also being blessed with Soul Perception, has watched the change in Kamme's Soul while using Soul Control.
  
  
• Soul Control - While matching Wavelengths or Resonating (the latter making it more effective), Kamme is able to control the Soul Wavelength of not only her own Soul, but that of her Meister as well. She can compress and expand the combined power of their Souls, in order to vary her attacks and make them more powerful, more accurate, faster, etc. Often times, an idea of something to do with a Soul will hit her in the middle of a fight. Soul Control was created by her father's family to counter those with the ability to attack directly with their Soul Wavelength - Soul Menace. It takes the energy from the attack by forcing out their own Soul and not only negates some of it, but forces the attacking Soul Wavelength back to the body it came from with the slight addition of the user's own Soul. However, there is one case in which she is able to use Soul Control. When enraged, she 'looses herself' in the anger until it is satisfied or she is calmed. Her Soul will expand, and the 'hidden' part mentioned will become visible. It will empower her and grant her the ability to forcibly match her wavelength to a nearby Meister and use it to temporarily become autonomous.
  

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Cause our hearts are locked forever
And our love will never die

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[/i] she thought, adrenaline pumping through her bloodstream as she felt Kid’s hand raise, preparing to throw her. She could feel his confidence, practically.

It was then that he moved. The beast was practically on top of them when he swung his hand forward and released her Warmill form with a mighty throw. She felt the physical contact between she and his hand vanish instantly once she left her fingertips, as though a strip of Velcro from their bodies had been. Kamme knew that since the Kishin was so close, she had to do her job now. Soul Stream! Go! she thought, taking the energy she had felt from the Soul Resonance and pushing it outwards towards the blades of the fan, a strong, violet color fabricated like a Soul streaming off of each pointed bronze end of the Warmill, adding a sharper edge to each bronze spicket, and enlarging each curved, serrated end on the sheet iron between. The excess Soul power stuck straight out like streamers from the four bronze ends, each side turned sharp like a cleaving face. The actual end of the Warmill was about four feet away when the excess Soul Resonance power extended from the metal hit the flesh of the Kishin Egg.

It halted in its tracks, having not fled, but stayed en route, just as Kamme had predicted. It gave a roar as large lacerations appeared on its body and simply grew in size and number as she came closer. Only seconds had passed before the actual metal of the fan pierced its large body. Erinn had told her what had happened at this point, so she knew what was happening even as her eyes remained closed. The fan took on a glow, in the same violet color as the excess Soul power streaming off the ends, and it turned vertical as opposed to horizontal as it had just been. The abrupt motion practically tore open the abdomen of the Kishin Egg, and the movement from the Warmill stopped, but instead it continued to rotate within the Kishin Egg, cutting it further as its agonized roars grew weaker. Suddenly, the violet Soul Streams vanished back to the Weapon, before bursting out at all angles from within the monster, making it look as though a violet sun was trying to arise from its gullet.

A final roar was heard before the Kishin Egg was practically vaporized violently, letting the leftover Soul Resonance energy explode outwards in black-violet waves like a gust of wind, visible to the trained eye of a Weapon or Meister. With the dissipation of the monster, Kamme continued forward as a Warmill just a short distance, before the blade planted itself upright in the ground, the violet glow from it dying as it returned to its normal color.

”Yes!”, she couldn’t help but give the pleased shout.

”I knew that would work, Kid! Awesome job!” she was clearly happy with the outcome, especially since she had only just met this talented young Meister about an hour earlier. It felt amazing to be used once again. I didn’t realize how much I’d missed that… Kamme thought, opening her eyes and letting her reflection within the Warmill be seen. She looked to where the Kishin had just stood, no more than a bit of trampled grass in its place. However, above that was the more interesting feature. She grinned hungrily at the sight of the red Soul of the Kishin Egg that remained. Her pointed teeth were seen from between her parted lips as a tiny speck of drool appeared in the corner of her mouth. Sure, it was a bit strange to see a teenager stare so ravenously at a red, floating object that truly had no taste what-so-ever, but she remembered the feeling of how they went down when she swallowed them as though she had eaten one yesterday.

It was simply awesome, in her opinion. Then it hit her. I finally have two Kishin Egg Souls! she thought with the amazing realization. I can eat that one Ive had for a number of months now! she thought, suddenly incredibly eager to get home. She moved from within the Warmill, partially transforming and managing to get some of her torso out and her right shoulder, placing her hand on the ground as she leaned forward toward it. She paused, then, blinking some and shaking her head. Duh, think of Kid… she scolded herself. Looking up at Kid, her lavender eyes bright, she couldn’t hold his gaze for too long before looking at the Warmill, which seemed to just out of her body at an awkward angle. ”You..uh…” she began, looking a bit sheepishly back at him. ”You mind giving me a hand? I cant do any more than this unless I’m in contact with a Mesiter…” she admitted. It could be considered a slightly weak point, but hey, its not like she could help it, right?

She looked at the ground, not quite listening to his footsteps to see if he was approaching or not. ”Also…uh…” she blushed a bit, for no reason she could really wrap her head around. ”My..uhm…apartment isn’t far from here…and that’s a nasty gash on your side…” she cast a glance at the two deep cuts on her upper arm, but paid no mention to them. ”You should take care of that as soon as possible…” she said, also silently constraining her eager to devour the two Souls she had.[/quote][/size]
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Take my hand tonight
One last time

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