PU Name: The-Blades-Slave
Name: Warren Renniger
Age:  18
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 164
Personality: Warren is an apathetic person, for the most part. He doesn't take interest in the happenings of day-to-day life, and he generally doesn't listen to the lectures in his classes. The most his teachers can generally get out of him is a sarcastic one liner before he goes back to his nap, and most of them have given up on him. Despite this, he maintains a 3.0 GPA.

His general demeanor, to those who know him well enough, is very lazy. In spite of his criminal-like image, he cowers in the face of work and prefers to procrastinate for as long as possible, something which irks his weapon to no end. The thought of extra work is enough to send him scurrying for the hills, and when it is forced upon him he will do nothing but grumble. 

Thanks to his family's fearsome reputation, he doesn't have many friends in school. Most people avoid him like the plague, scared he'll blow them to smithereens, and they aren't too far off. He, like the rest of his family, is desperately addicted to causing explosions. It is severe enough that if it has been more than a two days since the last time he destroyed something, he becomes a live wire, waiting to to spring on whoever wrongs him next. At the advice of his best friend and weapon, Silene, he has taken up chewing gum to try and curve the need to destroy.

Because of his...violent tendencies he generally avoids growing close to people; this goes deep enough that he is terrified of committing. The thought of hurting someone he cares for makes his skin crawl, and it is why he desperately stays close to Silene. Her upbeat wavelength can generally bring him back from the edge and stop him from attacking anyone. For this, she is the person he cares for most, and his biggest fear is that he will turn on her.

Habits: He is always chewing on gum, and his first solution to a problem is to offer someone a piece. From years of chewing it, he now permanently smells like wintergreen. The scent is strong enough that people mistake it for cologne, and you smell it before you see him.

Biography:
November 13, 2014

Dear Silene,

If I tell you more about me will you stop bugging me? I'm gonna assume your answer is yes, though I don't really believe you. Okay, fine, here goes. My full title is Warren Nathaniel Renniger, heir to the Black Sun clan and eldest son of Kyros and Leira. As a kid my life was boring, so I'm skipping that part. At about twelve my soul wavelength began to really grow in power, and with it my urge to... create art. For a while, I was just lost in the fun of blowing things up, but once I got a bit older I realized what we really used our ability for.

We're a criminal syndicate, Silene. We sell our wavelengths and Demon Weapons to the highest bidder, and if we're really bored we just blow things up for fun. I didn't really like the idea, told my parents I wasn't gonna do it, but of course it wasn't that easy. They didn't take kindly to that, said I wouldn't have a choice. I told them they were full of sh*t, I was my own person. Turns out what they said was true. Most people won't even speak to me because of my past, and it's pretty hard to resist blowing them up, but I get by (with your help, mostly. I know I don't say it much, so thanks).

After that little falling out with my Dad, I ditched home. They thought I would come back soon, but they didn't really count on something; I met you. Well, hell, I didn't count on it either. I was just out to distract myself before I blew something sky high, then you showed up smiling and happy-go-lucky. You remember, right? I called you annoying and you punched me in the face. Truly the beginning of a beautiful partnership.

It was that moment when I realized you could help me, though. The second your wavelength even touched mine the desire to see everything blow up lessened and I had to know why. I followed you home (kind of creepy, now that I think about it). When I couldn't think of anything, I made your door explode. You weren't too happy about that, tried to stab me with your knife arm. That's when I figured out you were a weapon, and once you calmed down it was smooth-sailing from their.

You know the rest, really. We're in the New DWMA now, meister and weapon. Family's out to get me, but hey, at least I'm not psychotic like them anymore, right? Right...? .....

Do you want a piece of gum?

Appearence:

(Warren is seventeen, tall, muscular and lightly tanned. His features are young: long, unruly blonde hair, stormy grey eyes, and a lean frame. He wears a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up just above his elbow and the phrase "END OF THE CENTURY" in bold white letters, baggy black sweat pants and argent sneakers.)

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xTRnQ4sMdpc


Name: Silene Delacroix
Age: 17
Height: 5'6 1/2"
Weight: 126 pounds
Personality: Silene is a kind person, willing to go out on a limb to save a total stranger. She however, has a temper that, as Warren put it, 'was hotter than any dragon flame'. The few times they have tried anything akin to resonance, Warren's soul has completely overpowered hers. This has led her to believe she is not strong enough for him, and her main goal is to become the weapon he deserves, something that can fight back his family- a Death Scythe.
Habits: She bites her nails to the nub when she is nervous. She also isn't good with money, spending it on trivial things like the items you see on infomercials. Because of this, Warren carries all their money.

Weapon Type: Demon Scythe-

Abilities:
 • Hexanite strike: Warren gathers his explosive wavelength in the palm of his hand or the tip of Silene. It explodes on impact with something, giving the strike much more destructive force.

 • Semtex kick: Using Silene as a pole vault, Warren creates an explosion that propels him into the air, foot extended. Due to the momentum from the detonation, this is much more powerful than a normal kick.

 • Sixth sense: The wielder of Silene can use this power in order to alert themselves about any deadly threats in combat, even from behind them. They are warned by a biting chill on their spine just a brief instant before the attack happens, so they must react quick. This power can't be controlled and it activates automatically.

 • Spectral laceration: Their second most powerful ability, spectral laceration turns Silene's scythe form intangible for a strike. While intangible the weapon can pass through solid objects, though it can still be blocked by other demon weapons, and it leaves no physical wound; instead it strikes at the soul, injuring on a much more personal level. This attack can very rarely be used, and while it is in use their Sixth Sense is disabled.

 • Soul Resonance: Damned of the Black Sun- Warren and Silene resonate, amplifying his destructive wavelength and changing her form to a more wicked blade engulfed in fire. Each swing is backed by an ethereal trail that increases damage. If an enemy is killed during this attack, they explode, causing more damage to anything nearby. The meister seems to be unaffected by the trailor the explosion



Biography:
Novemer 15, 2014

Dear Warren,

Thanks for letting me know about you, it was about time! I know you don't like talking about stuff like this, so I figured I'd respond in writing too. Since you told me about your past, I'm gonna tell you about mine! Let's see... I grew up pretty normally, too. I've known I was a weapon since I was little, but my Dad was too. He taught me to control it enough to hide it from people, so I got away with attending normal school and fit in well.

Right before we met, I had an argument with my parents. It ended up with me moving out. I was pretty upset, but I found an apartment pretty fast. I was at the store to stock up my fridge when I ran into you, and I was still pretty pissed at my parents. When you called me annoying you sounded so much like my Mom I lost it just swung at you. I felt so bad I just left the store and all my groceries there, but I guess it turned out for the best. Like you said, you followed me home after that (creeper!). When you blew open my door I thought you were some robber there to take my stuff,  the only thing I could think to do was attack you.

Good thing I didn't kill you, because we make a good team. Wasn't really interested in finding a meister before I met you. Something about you just made me want to go along with you to the New DWMA, not sure what. Finding out about your family, I guess I know why you did it. New DWMA is neutral ground, not even your family would come here. I'm still not sure what made me decide to do it, though. Guess we can find out as we go, huh?

P.S. Thanks for the gum.
Appearence:      

(She's the one on the left. Average height and slender, with pale skin and long black hair. Her eyes are a bright, cerulean blue. Her shirt is short-sleeved and baby blue, her jeans are black with gold trim, and she wears bright purple sneakers.)

Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dkOFSejV_Kw