Name: Mezurashii "Mez" Bumeran
Gender: Male
Race: Weapon
Partner: (None yet, hopefully after approval, he'll find a good friend)
Weapon: A boomerang, three separate parts, with sharp edges similar to an over-sized shuriken with a hole in the center for aerodynamics, a dull hook on each individual blade for holding. Age: 24
Alliance: Good
Description: Human formHistory: Mezurashii was born like any other child, screaming and inside a hospital. He lived a rather normal life for the most part, watching cartoons, wanting to be that cool super hero who protected everyone, and getting scrapes and bruises while attempting to fly like one. He wasn't exactly popular once he started attending school but he found enjoyment in the small groups of friends he had. The years past, he gives up his dream of being a super hero and just settles for protecting the ones who he cared for; his friends and his family.
After finishing high school he began to begin attending a small college right next to the beach with his friends. He decided his major would be social sciences and become a teacher in high school it all seemed great. Then he turned twenty-one, the fateful night of his life. He was walking along the beach after he finished his classes for the day watching the sun set. He was walking alone as he often did after school just to spend a little time with his thoughts. Sand moving between his toes with every step when he sees a hideous monster rushing towards him. It couldn't be of this world, it just couldn't this be, it had metallic teeth and it's eyes were like voids starring into his soul as it salivated for what it saw. Mezurashii trying to find the strength to move but he couldn't even manage to call for help. Within no time the monster pounced on top of him, pinning his body down with its heavy body. With every last ounce of his strength he tried to push the massive creature off of him so he could run but with no avail. With possibly his dying breath he manages to tap into something new, something powerful, deep within the core of his being. A blade shot from his shoulder. The monster's hand now pierced, it reacted with a screech beyond vile as it jumped backwards to stop its pain. Getting up, he looks at the blade protruding from his arm, not willing to question it under these circumstances he runs toward the hideous thing as it screams in pain, he attempts to summon another blade from his head but instead his vision begins to blur, spinning at a rapid rate, no idea what's going on, he feels as though he went through something soft, like a hot knife through butter. He felt ascension. "Is this death?" He wondered in his mind until he felt as though gravity kicked back on, sending him flying back to where he stood before. A sudden thud as he sunk into the sand. His movement stopped, he relaxed his mind and suddenly he felt heavy, he saw his feet, his hands... What just happened? Jumping up he remembered that there was a monster that he almost lost his life to a moment ago. Looking around quickly he sees nothing but a glowing red orb floating in front of him, no trace of the monstrous beast from before. Feeling the urge to run, he elects not to from the curiosity of this strange orb. Circling it, the longer he looked at it, the more he wanted it, not to play with or treasure but to taste it, to eat it. He couldn't rationalize such a disgusting thought in his mind of why he would want to do such an idiotic thing. Before he knew what was happening he hears a voice, someone was running and waving towards him. Quickly turning around to see who it was, the person was already close enough to just talk to him. He didn't know this person, this stranger was clearly not a threat, they would've made an attempt to harm them by now. Mezurashii begins to speak when he realizes his mouth was full but from what? He quickly swallows whatever was in his mouth to begin to speak, finally he asks "Who are you?" She responded with "You know it's customary for someone to state their own name before asking someone one else their's don't you?" This woman was clearly strong willed. "My friends call me Mez, what's your name?" his words almost flowing with false courtesy. "My name isn't important," responded the woman "I'm here from the academy of Weapons and Meisters, the Shibusen, we are a school specialized for people like yourself. If you would like you can join me, you can save the world and protect everyone from creatures like that fellow you just killed a few moments ago." She turned around almost instantly as if she knew he would follow her. He did, not even considering what was going on around him, that was a problem for a later moment, that moment right then he concluded he was going to help save the world.
Weapon Room: Shack on the beachPersonality: Generally an easy going person, prefers conflict resolutions through diplomacy rather than physical trails, tends to be rather outgoing, and care free. However once on duty for any assignment he seems to become focused and quick to accomplish the task he was set out to do. Also if the one's he cares for are in danger he tends to lose his cool head.
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