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Character: Ahito
Series: Hibiki's Magic
Character Age: 14-16 (not specified)
Canon: Picture a moe magic manga series featuring an adorable loli magic teacher. Except she doesn't really know any magic. And everyone in the series is kind of tragic. And any time a person uses magic they pay for it with a price--be it their memories, their health, or lifespan.
Ahito in particular pays a rather painful price. A few unethical experiments left him with the unusual ability of healing anyone he maintains eye contact with. But after the good deed is done? He can be found at the sink coughing up blood. Perhaps this is why his view of magic is less than kind. Ahito takes glee in pointing out the failings of magic to others, even tiny underaged teachers who don't know what they're doing. This leaves him appearing to be, quite frankly, a douchebag. And he really can be one a lot of the time! When not revealing magic to be epic fail for the lolz however, he's not an entirely bad person. He dotes on tiny teacher, is prepared to help those in need, and generally enjoys having a good time. As long as there's no magic around. The boy much prefers firearms these days.
Sample Post:
I know I am not a model student. I'm not even a decent student. In fact, it's generally believed among the staff that I am a very bad student. But let me make a few things clear. Sending me away to this place does not make me sorry for the incident with the rubber bullets and the substitute teacher. I am not driven to suddenly pay attention in class. There is no sudden urge to apologize to the headmaster. This won't fix me in any way at all. If anything? I consider this place a reward.
Free live ammunition. ♥
In this place, it's probably necessary to be armed. It looks like the scrap heap for dangerous, failed magic experiments. I guess that could be another reason for me to be here. Heh. What a sad situation. Look at those rabbits. What the hell has been done to the rabbits? These things have a vicious streak a mile long. They're killers! And some genius left them alone and then they bred li--well, yes. I guess that would seem to follow. Er. But I know for a fact that the taint of magic is to blame for this. Magic and rabbits have a long, messy history. No rabbit likes a top hat anymore. There's not a person here who can pretend they don't know why that is.
You all do agree with me, right? That magic sucks and all? I'm assuming anyone else stuck here is part of the land of misfit magic tricks. But even if you are into that magic stuff, just take a look around you. Look what relying on magic gets you.
Magically altered teddy bear-cats with head pom-poms. That's very classy. These must be so useful to everyday life here. Tch. And is that an underwear tree over there? That's almost too useful to be in a place like this with the rest of us. It's spectacular when compared to the enchanted vines some pervert must have made. Or how about the lake monster which was probably. . . Made by the same person as the vines.
If none of the things that I've said has changed your mind, please feel free to spend some time with the vines or lake monster and get back to me on it. I assure you that you'll undergo an emotional transformation that can also be described as MAGICAL.
And if you don't change your mind, whatever. You all enjoy your crazy magic things. It looks like most of you aren't using your camp issued firearms. Everyone not using their gun can just leave it in this pile right here. After that, try to be a little quiet, alright? I'll be hunting rabbits.
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