Post by tesla on Mar 21, 2011 11:34:53 GMT -5
SOLO WEAPON
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Ernest Bertrand Tesla
Alias: The First Son of James Tesla
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Weapon Type: Demon Tesla Coil
Appearance: Ernest stands tall at a height of 6'0" and slender at a weight of 157lbs. He has glassy violet eyes that seem to shimmer in the light. His hair is midlength and silver, always looking well kept and neat, along with his usual attire of an either dark blue or black dress shirt with a white under-shirt, along with matching dress pants and shoes.
Some may say that Ernest is a good looking guy, while others might not be able to get over his stubborn personality. Some might be taken by his constant seriousness in his face and strictness in posture, and some might think of him as just some stupid rich kid who's here to make all other guys look bad. All in all Ernest has a certain style all his own.
Personality: Ernest is a very to himself individual and would rather keep to his own buisness instead of going into everyone elses. Ernest looks at everything from a logical standpoint and believes that everything has some type of logical bases to it. Ernest also has a thing about religion that he probably gets from his father, he feels that any talk of a "Higher Being" is complete nonsense and likes to keep away from such conversation.
Although Ernest has a particular intrest in science and likes to find out the specific details of everything he takes interest in. Along with science Ernest has a strange fondness for percentages and often explains things such as emotion in percentage. Ernest is one of those types that is always right, and even if he's wrong he's right, no further question. Ernest has been known to be very stubborn at times and would rather do things such as reading instead of training of fighting.
Ernest likes to be semi-literate when he speaks and likes to use complicated words to make himself appear more inteligent and slightly above everyone else. In some ways Ernest is a narcasist, believing that he is more important than anyone a lower class then him even though he lacks in some things such as combat training. When fighting is concerned Ernest acts pretty much the same although inside he has almost no clue what he is doing, and usually throws off heavy mistakes as blunders.
Ernest also has a strange interest with Kishen Eggs and often thinks up multiple hypothesis of how one becomes a Kishen and won't take "Their Soul becomes Corrupted" or anything like that statement as an answer. Along with being stubborn Ernest is also blind when it comes to love interest. If someone could ever get past the thick headedness of Ernest and actually try to show there interest in him he would simple act as if the person where anyone else of a lower clase and shrug it off as idle chit chat.
History: Ernest was born into a High Class family of electric based demon weapons known as the Tesla Family. Ernest's father is James Arch Tesla,a Demon Electric Chair, and his mother Elizabeth Grace Tesla, a Demon Tazer. His father is well known in the heights as a great Solo Weapon, while his mother was a considerable half of a Meister Weapon Team. Ernest was raised in the manor of which he lived and taught everything from math and science to art and literature, which these four he liked especially.
As he grew Ernest seemed to take a liking to books and would read at least 3 a day, and never once took a liking to telivision ever since he read a book that talked about TV rotting your brain. In fact most of the things Ernest learned he learned from books, things that he had never personally experienced in the manor. When Ernest reached his teen years he first realized his weapon form, ironically by reading a book about tesla coils, which somehow seemed to trigger his transformation. This made his parents very happy, but for Ernest it was simply another learning experience.
As Ernest was forced to train his weapon form by his parents he realized that it had a great science behind it that was much like an actual tesla coil worked, by concentrating electricity at certain points using certain outlets and mediums in order to connect with the selected target. Realizing this Ernest took a whole new perspective to his abilities and desperatly wanted to explore it further, although his dad's idea didn't exactly have Ernest running out the door. Ernest always had a sort of diagrement with his father and his beliefs, for James Tesla was a man of God, and Ernest Tesla a boy of Science. When James insisted Ernest go to the DWMA he aggresively refused, although later his dad's argument sent him hesitantly to the Academy in order to learn the secrets of his new found abilities.
Soul Resonance:
- Partial Transformation - Ernest's Weapon Form is a Tesla Coil, in his partial transformation the Coil appears on his shoulder and a variety of green, red, and blue wires go down his arm to his fingers which become a series of electrical prods that when come in cantact with an object send electricity through it. He is also able to send electricity threw the coil itself if the enemy is within 5 feet of him.
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Performance: In some key points in battle Ernest's actions and dialogue become somewhat similar to a robot or android. Nobody really knows why Ernest acts this way but some might think it having to do with his fascination with science and percentage. In battle Ernest compensates for his Lack of Strength, Energy and Physical Fitness, with his Stamina, Speed and Strategic Nature.
OOC
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Cody
Age: 18
RP Experience: 3-4 years
Password: bobisacat
RP Sample: It was a bright sunny day in Death City, and the Heights were especially active what with the little children running around in there outside clothes laughing and playing with eachother as children often did. It was still early however and Ernest Tesla hadn't even gotten out of bed, but that's not to say he was asleep, in fact quite the opposite, he was reading a science fiction novel making theories and hypothesises of whether some of the inventions and other such things where possible or not.
The mumbling of the silver haired teenager was then rather rudely interrupted by his father James Tesla loudly opening the door with a thud, and as the door slammed against the wall the Demon Tesla slammed closed the book he was reading to prepare for the immediate lecture he was about to get. "Ernest Bartrand Tesla!" The use of his full name usually ment that Ernest had done something undesirable or offensive to his father, although in reality Ernest knew full well what he had done wrong, he had intentionally skipped his combat training his father had scheduled for 5:00am when it was still dark outside.
It wasn't that Ernest had overslept the appointment, he had actually waken at 4:00am sharp, he just decided that he wasn't going to leave for training, so his dad had been waiting for him for two hours since it was 7:00am. In truth Ernest was surprised his father hadn't barged in earlier, he didn't know if it was his dad's outstanding patience or his actul belief that Ernest would show. Ernest looked up at his father with a serious innocent expression. "Good morning Father." His dad stomped to the front of his son's bed, grabbing onto the banister roughly which shook the bed a bit.
"Why weren't you at practice today? And why are you still in your night clothes, have you even gotten out of bed yet?"
"In order I deliberatly skipped practice. Because I was planning on staying here today, and yes once to get this book." Ernest held the book up to his father and then placed it back down on the bed. His father snorted and stood up tall, regaining his composure as he straightened his collar.
"Of course, that blasted rubbish again. Ernest you read that nonsense as if it were your Bible, which you haven't even touched since I gave it to you." Ernest shifted his gaze to the Bible on his desk across the room, and in truth he hasn't even sat at that desk since his father placed that book on it. Although Ernest took a little comfort in the fact that his father had lowered his volume, although he knew what was comming next, a lecture about religion, and Ernest wasn't willing to hear it.
He grabbed his book and got out of his bed to walk to the open window next to it, preparing to climb out it. "Father I would rather not have this conversation right now." As his son climbed out the window his Ernest's father hurried towards it and looked up at his son.
"Son what are you doing now!?" Ernest looked back and said...
"I'll be reading on the roof today!"
