Cleer Entson
(by Ruisuu)
"They say the pen is mightier than the sword... but I think that's kinda dumb! I mean, I could easily kill you with a sword, but I'd haveta work at it with a pen!"
-- Cleer, rambling about random s**t to Rizel
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Name: Cleer
Age: 19
Eye colour: Blue
Hair: Brown, to the base of his neck. The bangs on HIS left have two red clips in them ([******** yeah my JAWESOME drawing skills).
Body type: 5'6'', skinny.
Short personality: Easily excitable, giddy as ********, dog loyal, stupid!happy
Distinguishing features: His hair clips. On the back of his left hand is a gear-shaped tattoo, an identifying mark placed upon him by the military. The fact he can turn into a trident.
Outfits: Likes blue stuff a lot.
Themesong: XXXXXXXX
Universe: cominsoon
DETAILED PERSONALITY
Cleer is amused quite easily, and can become annoyingly giddy over the simplest of things (such as butterflies, or dandelions, or cool looking buildings). It doesn't take much to distract him, either.
He's also a very ridiculous chatterbox, and never seems to shut up. Ever. He tends to forget his inside voice as well.
As Rizel is his wielder, Cleer is fiercely loyal to him, and insists that he use him to fight, despite Rizel's initial refusals. Protecting his wielder in battle is about the only thing Cleer really lives for ever since the experimentation. He's very vocal about his jealousy towards the dagger Rizel keeps at his side, and has even tried to get rid of the thing on more than one occasion.
When he gets sad, he tends to cry like a little kid-- though he gets over things quickly, also like a little kid.
He also takes an odd sort of pride at the bloodshed he causes, which Rizel finds unsettling.
CLEER'S PAST
Cleer grew up only knowing his father, as his mother walked out on the two of them shortly after his birth. At the age of 17, he was left to fend for himself, as his father died of an illness. He kept his chin up and cared for himself the best he could under his conditions, not allowing his situation to ruin him.
However, when a war broke out in his world, he was swiped off the streets in the middle of the night with nobody to really notice he was gone. From there, he was one of several hundred people subjected to a government experiment that resulted in his becoming a weapon (a trident). Forced to assume the weapon form and unable to change himself back of his own will, he was then given to a man known as Rizel.
Through an accident, Rizel managed to change Cleer back, and once he explained what had gone on behind the scenes with he and the other weapons, Rizel made his escape from the battlefield, taking Cleer with him.
ALTERNATE FORM
- As a weapon, Cleer takes the form of a long, deep-blue trident that Rizel wields with both hands.
Several thin blue tassels hang off the end of the trident, and the trident's body has intricate, light-blue geometric patterns going up it.
As well, the prongs have small barbs going down them.
RELATIONSHIPS
- Rizel is Cleer's wielder, and thus, the absolute most important thing to him. He is 110% dog!loyal, and also very clingy, to him. Cleer insists that without Rizel, he's worthless-- and really, if Rizel were ever to leave him behind, or die, Cleer would kill himself without hesitation, as assisting the wielder is the only thing a weapon lives for. He is a great source of frustration in Rizel's life, and is often scolded or insulted by him. However, he is quick to brush off any negative behaviour dished out by his wielder because he trusts him, and considers him a friend (and knows that Rizel does as well, even though he'd never really admit it).
OTHER s**t
Is completely fascinated with butterflies.
Can't remember what he was really like before the experiments. He has all of his memories in tact, but now they seem more like he is watching a movie from the eyes of an unrelated person, and can't seem to figure out his relationships to the people contained within. He is unsure if his personality was the same or not.
