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Name: Heckle (and Clyde) "Heck"

Gender: Male

Race: Meister

Partner: None atm

Weapon/Magic/Animal Style:

Age: 19

Alliance: Heckle: Good Clyde: Neutral

Description: Usually wears a loose red t-shirt, wears a black leather jacket over that, wears a pair of black jeans and some quiet black sneakers. His hair is black, about 4 inches on top and short on the sides. His eyes are usually hazel green. (Once my scanner works, will be uploaded)

History: Heckle has never been one to blend in. He has always been the outcast, the rejected one. He was always quite, but he always watched, always listened... he heard what no one else heard... he saw what no one else saw. And because of this... he was respected, but feared. He was always calm in the face of danger, maybe a little wreckless, maybe a little hot headed from time to time, but always calm... until, Clyde came into his life. It's like the story of Dr. Jeckel And Mr. Hyde, Ironic how close their names were to theirs. Clyde came into him through some form of gas, it was black and foggy. It was an experimental attack preformed by Medusa. It choked Heckel, gave him horrible a headache, his eyes felt like they were melting, his whole body shook... and then he laughed, he put his hands over his eyes and laughed, he laughed harder and harder until he rose up towards the sky, arms to the side, and howled from laughter, his eyes were pure black, with his iris becomeing purple. Clyde took over him. He walked, he did not know where, just walked, everything in his path was thrown to the side, burst open, and broken. He was completely rejected at that point. He tried to remove himself from society, but he wanted to do good. He wanted to use himself to do good, no matter the means, so, he came to the Acadamy, hopeing they would accept him and help him acheive his goal.

Personality: Hardened, he is not very sympathetic, but if he sees someone in trouble, he will step in without a word, and will fight to the death if needed. He's a kind heart, but in a way, lost in a way of expressing himself without feeling weak. When Clyde takes over he is 100% aggressive, haveing close to no attemps at defence, the only thing he desires, blood.

Orientation & Lover: Straight, none atm

To sum it up, his attacks are more focused on JUST attacking than defence, Clyde cares little for his own body and only wants to kill. (This is in further detail with the science boy,) P.S. PLEASE forgive any inactivity, I am going through alot of stress at the moment. Things are pileing up all of a sudden, so i may not be on every day as planned.

Certainly unusual but everything seems to be in order. I approve.