Kyle Lynn

[celestial]

[atrb=cellpadding,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; background-color: #303030; -moz-border-radius: 1em 1em 1em 1em,bTable] weapon IT SEEMS TO ESCAPE ME Name: Kyle Lynn Alias: "The Kid with That Blue Coat" Gender: Male Age: 16 Weapon Form: SPAS12 Theme 1 Theme 2 AS SEEN THROUGH THE SOUL Appearance: Humanoid Weapon Kyle is very underdeveloped for his age; a stranger can mistake him to be noticeably younger than his actual age. He wears a blue coat that runs from his shoulders to his feet, while his other clothing consists of a plain, white tee shirt, and loose fitting khaki pants. He also sometimes wears an outlandish pair of goggles on him, either covering his glinted eyes, or upon his head. All of that and a pair of worn tennis shoes. His muscles appear to be toned, and surprisingly strong, why wouldn't you, being a weapon like a SPAS12? His weapon is a model of the Spas12, 12 gauge and burst-only. The fire arm is arsenic colored, with a tan strap to wear "casually." The weapon of course doesn't fire led, it fires the meister's soul wavelength. This weapon ca be morphed from his right arm -- Kyle is right-handed, and shot with ease by specifically him, as the meister would need to lug around Kyle. Kyle obviously has good aim, for he most likely has more practice than the meister who wields him. Only those who have sensuously resonated with him can hold him with ease. Even so, unresonated meisters can't pick him up at all. Personality: Kyle might be a contradiction himself. He's small, but his weapon is bulky and heavy. He's young, but he prefers classic movies and older, underrated music. He actually listens to bands such as Puddle of Mudd, Dobie Gray, and Dance Gavin Dance when he's lounging at home. He usually puts on music when toying with his favorite hobby; alchemy. He has a big history with alchemy. Kyle has a persistence, usually never giving up a fight until he's incapacitated or dead -- Being a shotgun, he likes combat up close, because it act's as a mediocre but useful melee, and a hard-hitting ranged attack from medium distance. His favorite thing to do in combat is probably launch the enemy high into the air, he likes parkour in general, being limber with a great cardio. He probably would've made a decent meister -- but he's a weapon. Kyle is a rather eager person, and a headstrong one too -- To the extent he'll go in a battle and leave his meister behind to worry. Even though he may be quick to grow suspicions or scornfulness, he can forgive -- but he won't forget, more or less. Hot heads and egomaniacs beware! History: Kyle was born into a average, wealthy family. His parents owned a small home, filled with valuables. They could afford such a better home, and so much more things, but they were very hoarding of their money, keeping it to be safe. Kyle kept to himself in his childhood, too seclude -- definitely, he had one or two friends, that were also low-tier people. He was very mature for his age, like some people. His influence was a lot from his parents. His father was an alchemist, and his mother was a house-wife, basically. His father was open about his profession, attaining Kyle's interest at the age of seven. His father kept a content introduction with Kyle, teaching him his knowledge of Alchemy for a total of three years until he let Kyle practice on his own. It was all he really did, being a semi-shut in and working on potions to benefit his mental and physical conditions and mental health for years to come. At the age of twelve he developed his Weapon form, multi-tasking now -- Kyle both studied and practiced his Weapon form, and Alchemy. The age fourteen was awfully eventful for him, it's where his life changed drastically. He had been mastering his Weapon form, putting off alchemy for the month of July. He casually became skilled in combat through practice, and slept heavily the following night, turning in early after intense training. His mother had been cooking spaghetti, humming a tune to herself. His father was gone for the night, to return tomorrow. Everything was fine, it was calm, a foreshadowed night. There was a knock on the door, and she answered contently, it was a family friend, who had come with a playful intent. "Hey Heather, I need you to follow me, it involves Stan." For the information, Stan is Kyle's father, and Heather is Stan's wife. The spaghetti was stored away, to become a left-overs tier of food. Heather was worried along with the friend -- And for good reason. The friend was a retired meister, as Heather was a retired weapon. They reached the outskirts of the suburban city, outside of the city limits and more or less in a large, swampy forest., where Stan had madly dashed to them, destruction following in the path behind him. A witch trailed behind him, with an evil, sinister appearance. "Heather, transform!" They fought, only to have an easily predictable outcome. Stan had escaped safely, but Heather and her friend were murdered by the witch, and the following morning Kyle received the news. The grieving lasted a few days, where Kyle only kept inside his room when he was outside of regular school. He still blames himself, and keeps it in the back of his mind. Stan and kyle had a more sensuous relationship from then on, because he was now a single father. The following years were empty for him, he became a grand alchemist at just 16, and even increased his life by another ten years with an attempted Longevity potion. Kyle recently moved to Death City on his onto attend Shibusen academy, a content enthusiasm, he developed an interest for the meister Death the Kidd, although he has yet to confront him. Kyle remains anonymous. THE SECRETS I LET OUT Soul Resonance: In partial transformation, Kyle forms the latter half of the SPAS12 from the half-point of his forearm and up -- No strap is present. The weapon is light wait in this form only, and makes use for a mediocre melee, although it still has a brutal shot, only just a nat's wing weaker than in the whole form. The weapon forms on his right arm, leaving him to his weaker arm -- the left. Resonance Name - Description Resonance Name - Description Resonance Name - Description Performance: Kyle is very limber for a ranged weapon, he likes getting up close with his SPAS12, and if he doesn't want to take a hail of wavelength to your chest, he'll probably want to launch you in the air as target practice. His hand-to hand combat is generally Capoeira, a martial art where he used his legs to grapple you to the ground. Strengths + Agile + Stamina + Persistence + Alchemist Weaknesses - Small - Persistence (( Yes, it can also be a bad thing. )) - Bad Teamwork - Slower in partial Transformation - Bad performance in the cold - Seduceable (( That's not a sexual term. )) THE PUPPETEER Name: Stein, Kyle Age: The age of potato. RP Experience: 2 - 3 Years Password: Rainbow RP Sample: It was glorious, Kyle watched the potion form to a scarlet. It resided in a triangular prism of a vial, the potion bubbled and shimmered as he shut off the heater, and lifted his creation from the handle, placing it on the counter top across the room. He sat down on his bed, the fluffy, white sheets eased him. He lifted the goggles on his eyes up to stay on his head, so he could get a better view of the atmosphere. His room was so normal, besides the alchemy set that populated his room, he had two whole bookshelves of potions in his room, and another storage room for more completed potions. Before Kyle knew it, the potion was done, it cooled to a beautiful glint from the glass. He waltzed to the counter, and lifted the vial to him. The edge touched his lips, and the chemical slid down his through marvelously, it tasted just like cough syrup, only not as bitter. He paused for a second, idle as he set the vial down on the counter contently. He slowly walked to the middle of his room, and hopped. He raised into the air slowly, journeying up, and up -- touching the ceiling. A few seconds later he dropped to the ground, his regular weight returned, and the potion was used up. "L.W.A. ... Huge success!" He boasted, filled with triumph as he discovered a new potion. It wasn't new to the world of alchemy, but it was to him. He swung open his door, and waltzed down the hallway, on his way to the kitchen -- Dinner time. His kitchen, it was rather suburban, a stovetop, microwave, fridge -- the gang was all there, to say. Kyle approached his pantry, searching the shelf for it's contents. Within a second or two, he spotted it; beef-flavored ramen. This was it, the best of the best for food that could be done in just 5 minutes. In just a minute he filled a pot with drinking water, and in another minute crunched up his ramen, he liked his noodles short. The packet rested on his isle-like table in the center of the kitchen, as the water boiled. This is going to be delicious. Credit To: Death the Kidd of SR

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