HANS WOLFE, witch [WIP]

[HANS!]

[atrb=cellpadding,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #303030; -moz-border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em,bTable] witch IT SEEMS TO ESCAPE ME Name: Hans Wolfeschlegelsteinhausenbergerdorft Alias: Inky [Original, right?] Octo Wolfgang [Cause his last name has Wolfe at the beginning?] Gender: Male Age: 27 [+700] Animal: Octopus AS SEEN THROUGH THE SOUL Personality Traits: List at least 5 negative and 5 positive traits about your character. [+] To the Point [+] Serious [+] Precise [+] [+] [-] Blunt [-] Cruel [-] Not Patient [-] [-] Likes & Dislikes: [✔] [✔] [✔] [✔] [✔] [✘] [✘] [✘] [✘] [✘] History: Hans was born to a quaint family that lived out in the country in Germany. His full given name is Hans Irvin Wolfeschlegelsteinhausenbergerdorft, but he mostly just goes by Hans Wolfe these days. His father was a meister that had turned a human weapon into a death scythe during his youth, and his mother was a lovely shop keeper from Death City. Both of German heredity that after marrying decided to return to Germany to raise their son. Naturally they raised Hans up expecting him to become a student of Shibusen in Death City, and had their child learn English at a young age so he wouldn't have such a heavy accent. Unfortunately his heavy German accent bleeds out when he's angered So when he came to the age of 10 or so his folks decided to move to Death City to allow Hans to get a food feel of the place before he was enrolled into it. Of course at this time Shibusen was still new, even with his father having been enrolled there, so things then were a lot different from what they are now. So until he was of the age to become a meister he continued his studies with his parents and learned Taekwondo at that time. Soon it wasn't long before he once he was enrolled that he was able to have a human weapon partner. They were an okay match, Hans showed his exceptional ability to match soul wavelengths with such a difficult human weapon as Shi. On a mission that was suppose to be simple for Hans and Shi turned out to be more difficult then they had anticipated. A witch had appeared to make things difficult for the two. A battle broke out between witch and meister as they duked it out still everything was rubble. Throughout the battle Hans was able to mortally injure the witch, but at the cost of hurting himself and the death of Shi. As Hans laid there on the ground waiting for death to appear the witch began to crawl towards Hans with a cynical expression on her face. She wasn't about to give in that easily, and it seemed that she was intending to take over Hans' body and his soul as well. She grabbed him by the throat and began to pour this black sludge over his face and into his mouth. Feeling the black substance trickle into his body and slowly take over him. At a last desperation he bit the witch in the neck taking a big chunk of his throat in his mouth, and unintentionally swallowed that into him. He wasn't sure what happened and how he became to be the witch that he is now, but he could remember blood, black liquid, a glowing purple ball, and the dead body of Shi. There was no sign of the witch as it seemed he had devoured her and became a witch from it. From that day he knew that he couldn't go back to Death City and return his normal life. As far as any knew, Hans Wolfe was dead along with his partner whom were murdered by a witch. That was the story and even now the records of his death are written. At that time Hans did his best to hide from meisters, and his spells were useless to him as he didn't know how to control him until he met her. She was anything but nice. She was hell itself, at least that's what he thought. She was also the witch's sister from before and just happen to find the hiding Hans. Whether she knew of what had happened to her sister, Hans never found out, but she did teach him how to use his witch powers. At the price of his dignity and slave hood to that woman. For a few hundred years he served at her beck and call, with the forming stoic expression that he's known for now. He did everything that she asked for in return she taught him everything he wanted to know. Once she had nothing to teach him, he killed her. At the convenience of a meister searching for that witch. He of course made it seem like the meister killed her, and he certainly allowed the meister to make off with the soul. He didn't have any use for her soul, and the meister may have done most of the work. For the next few hundred years he traveled around the world, stopping by Germany more often then most countries to rest, and soon he began to become sick of running. Sick of hurting those whom he held dear to his heart and those who once were his allies now hunted for his soul. It was becoming tiring to him, with Arachne's return and Medusa's troublesome ways, he just wanted it to all stop. He was so tired the thought of suicide crossed his mind once. Well he never did attempt it, but he was close to it if it weren't for the thought that it would be a shame for him to do such a thing. So he planned to allow someone else to kill him, Lord Death. Well at least that was his plan, he waltzed into Death City went to Lord Death's chamber and requested to be killed. Of course that didn't really happen even after he released his soul protect. Then after a cup of tea and nice sit down with Lord Death, his plans changed to something else. Teaching. THE SECRETS I LET OUT Mantra: "Octo, Octa, Pus--Pus Spells: Spiritual Flexibility - There are chances that witches are able to understand soul wavelengths exceptionally, thus allowing them to split their soul into pieces and then returning back together. Soul Protect - An advanced magic spell that allows the witch to camouflage their soul wavelength into that of a normal human. Thus allowing them the escape from detection from those who are able to use Soul Perception. Toxic Smoke - Taking in a deep breath through his nose, Hans exhales a pitch dark fog from his mouth which makes a radius of 10 meters around him. The fog having a toxic affect to those who remain there, and not allowing those inside of it to see or smell. This also messes with people's soul perception, but those with high soul perception can see through this dark fog through that technique. Ink Bullet - Creating a glob(s) of ink around him or in his hand ranging from 20 small ones to a large 5 feet diameter glob. He can compress them into a hardened bullet like shapes and shoot them at his enemies. Of course, he gets the ink from vomiting releasing the ink from his mouth. Which either dumps on the floor, his hand, or floats in the air before forming into what they need to be. Naturally the smaller the object the faster it moves, and the bigger it is the slower it moves. Sludge - As disgusting as his usual attacks are, he vomits releases the ink in his body onto someone or something. When it gets onto someone the ink starts to harden or encase the person until it's a black ball. If if the person is encased in the ink, they usually only have so long before they stop breathing and die from suffocation. Of course someone else can usually help the person escape from this prison or if they're strong enough they can break it themselves, but after a time the ink starts to affect the body and cause them to become paralyzed. [Usually after at least 5 posts] Tracker - Hans can track people by placing his sludge on someone or having it enter into someone's body allowing him to know their exact location. He vomits in your food |: Other times he just places the ink on your skin to absorb or on your clothing. Since his body naturally makes this ink, he's able to place the ink on someone without putting down his soul protect as well as track the person since he's only reading his own wavelength in the ink. Camouflage - Hans' skin is different from most people and can be considered like an octopus's really. Because of that, he's able to have his skin to almost camouflage himself when up against some kind of background or object. Naturally for the full affects he needs to have his clothes off, but should a certain part of his body show when he's attempting to hide he can use that to camouflage it. The good thing about it is that he doesn't have to deactivate his soul protect to use this ability. Of course to get the full effect he needs to be naked. Performance: Hans is a very fit man who could lift a few pounds or a person and throw them a few good meters away. He knows quite a few fighting styles ranging from Judo, Boxing, Taekwondo, and Tang Soo Do. Besides his hand to hand capabilities, he's able to fight with a non human combat knife. Besides that, he's an okay fighter in chances he can't use his spells in Death City. Though when cornered and not allowed to use his own spells, he does have difficulty fighting off witch and long range meisters. He's also not as fast as most people who are smaller and nimbler than him. THE PUPPETEER Name: KID or Yomi Age: TRA LA LA, MY COOKIES ARE DONE~ RP Experience: I don't even know sometimes :B Password: RAINBOW RP Sample: Ice blue eyes never wavered a second as they bored into the head of a certain person who's own eyes never once laid on the blue eyed one. With lips set into a thin line, the green clad man continued to glare into the small and meek compared child until he was sure that the kid finally figured out that what he did was stupid. Utterly. Supid. So once he had given the child a good stare down, he cleared his throat to cause the student to look up at Hans finally. "March!" Hans barks at the boy who jerks and quickly turns on his heel to start walking in a direction that was most likely out of the building of Shibusen. With a stern look on his face, Hans follows after the student barking 'Left, right, left, right, DON'T LOOK BACK, left, right, left, right' over and over again until the destination was found. Once the two had finally made their way towards the training grounds in Death City, Hans immaterially had the student get down on all fours. In position to start doing push ups, Hans stomps his foot onto the boy's back as he leans on that knee. "I'm going to make you bleed in every hole you have, grind your bones into dust, make you scream for you mother until you get the idea that you will never. Disrespect. The. Teacher." Hans drolls out with a harsh tone. When no response came from the boy he decides to make himself clear. "DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND. ME?" Hans's snarls as he leans closely and puts more pressure onto the student's back. "Yes, I-I do sir!" Hans removes his foot with a satisfied grunt as he pulls out a cigar from his pocket and lights it as he barks for the student to start his 100 push ups. Casually drawing out the smoke into his lungs before blowing it into the air with a tired look on his face. If there were less of these kinds of kids, maybe he wouldn't be such a hard ass. Sure he should be more gentle with the students, but how are they gonna learn? Certainly not by giving them a light tap on the wrist and saying "Don't do that again, okay?". No, you had to instil a pain system to them. If they register a certain act with pain they never do it again. At least that's what he stressed to other teachers, but they thought differently. Hans, no he believed in pain being a teacher. Maybe he is such a dick.. Face Claim: [b]AXIS POWER HETALIA,[/b] [i]germany[/i] Credit To: Death the Kid of SR