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Soup Spoon Do is back (with something new); Cause fuck it. He's a meister now.
Topic Started: Feb 7 2013, 03:40 PM (191 Views)
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Character: Sivan

Missions to hand in: The two training tokens and Grand Test Auto
New ability Name: Soup Spoon Do (Silver Spoon Level)
Effects/Description: Being taken under the wing of Jimmy the soup spoon has led to Sivan becoming a bit of a fighter with the Jimmy's own trademarked fighting style of SOUP SPOON DO (it must be screamed with the rage of an angry man when announcing it.) This is a fighting style that focuses on counter attacks rather than full blown assault. It is meant to use an enemy's strength against them. By hitting silver level. Sivan now has fighting capabilities similar to up and coming eat meisters. Sivan is well versed in the use of counterattacks and disabling his opponents. With the silver spoon level, he is able to predict attacks much more easily and can use his soul threads in unison with soup spoon do.

New Ability Name: Threaded soul
Effect/Description: Sivan has been able to tap into his soul wavelength and is able to summon a physical manifestation of it in the form of soul threads. Soul threads has a total range of 5 yards. He is able to make a thread for each finger on his hand and is able to extend each thread as long as until the total amount of soul threads made equals 5 yards. That means he could have up to 1/2 yard per finger, or 5 yards on one finger. The threads move how sivan wills it and threads are only as strong as 1/4 of sivan's strength is. So the threads can be snapped. Each time a thread is snapped he loses that much usable distance for the rest of the thread. Of course that means the more threads he makes and combines, the stronger the tensile strength. The use of the threads is to inhibit enemy movement. Perhaps stop an arm, or pull a person off balance.
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(Pre-Kateri Njlon era)
"PLEEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEEEE." Sivan was on the other side of the serving table as he layed the upper half of his body on the able and held his arms up holding each other as he begged to the black chef. Sivan was not asking for more food. He already had enough of the cold lumpy soup that he was receiving every day because of the food fight he had caused when he first started SHibusen. What he was asking for was something much more important.

"Boy, da lunchroom is closed. Git da ell outta ere!" Jimmy spoke back as he turned away from Sivan as he harbored a delighted smile. He was a prideful man and so he enjoyed it very much when other catered to his skills just as the blue haired boy did. Most looked up to him with fear and wished to not deal with the king of the lunchroom. usually only Idiot came about afterwards asking for more food. THis boy was an odd case though. Unlike many others who came for more food and left with it (usually on their body with holes in their clothes.), this boy was asking for combat help. There were many other teachers out there to ask for help with such a case such as Sid or Alexander, but being asked was such an honor. Jimmy inhaled deeply as he kept his gaze away from Sivan in an attempt to keep his prideful demeanor.

Sivan on the other hand kept up his pleading. While Alexander seemed like a good person to ask... All sivan had ever witnessed was bombs and creeping into his house late at night. Jimmy on the other hand had shown powers that Sivan wished to reach even though it was unattainable considering that he was a lantern and Jimmy was a soup spoon but those were minor details in Sivan's head. "But that one time you froze us and attacked was incredible! You musht have some great moves you can pass down onto a weapon like me. One that can't umm... do the arm change thing." Sivan kept pleading as he remained there. Unless Jimmy threw him out, Sivan wouldn't give up. He had a strong will to become whatever he set his mind to. The main reason sivan was asking was because of his latest goal to become a meister so he could have the ability to do things like jumping off rooves. He needed to become better for the sake of him and Chronos as well as not become such a burden on Sigil.

Jimmy on the other hand turned around and laughed out loud rudely. "Ya cant even perform a partiah transform? BUAHAHA" Jimmy laughed at the inept fool before him that had come up to the big man asking for help in matters that would be of no use. "Lissen up boi. I am a soop spoon, unfit fo combat. You'd ave bettah luck wit sid or someone..." Jimmy turned around and walked back to the kitchen.

"But I am an odd weapon with no combat skills! I need something to help me in case no one wants to hold me. After all I am a lantern on a stick." sivan spoke back to Jimmy who was walking away. "My logic dictates that odd weapons mustband together and be the best." Sivan's truthfulness was uncensored as he called Jimmy an odd weapon which made the man scowl and prepare to spray Sivan with the hot soup. But he stopped and reflected a bit. His Pride was hurt at being called odd but at the same time it told him that raising a young odd weapon such as he would be a fun endeavour and plus if he took the child on, he could torture the child with 'training' as he saw fit in revenge with the statement Sivan said.

"Very well... I'll give yah a shot as my student. I'll learn yah some SOUP SPOON DO!" Jimmy said the last phrase with such tenacity that Sivan was blasted back from the voice unto the ground. Jimmy just smirked at the weakling, how fun this would be and no one could stop him as long as he didn't go too far. "Now git up boi. Yah ain't gonna learn on da floor. We need to git to my speshul room." Jimmy walked aways as sivan followed behind the counter and into the cooking room.

It took weeks. Not days or hours. It took weeks for Jimmy the soup spoon to be able to drill into sivan's head, just the basics of what soup spoon do was. Sivan stood across from Jimmy panting. His clothes turned from a bright white to a dirty brown but it was all right. After all this fabric was meant fro training and could be easily washed clean when he got home. Instead it was the sticky feeling of being drenched with soup over and over that made the whole thing uncomfortable to wear as well as sticky.... verrrrrry sttiiicky. Like walking through molasses sticky. Sivan on the other hand stood with a smile on his face while he held his two hands in front of him. One his hands taking the form of a four pronged fork and the other cupped like a spoon.

"Dat's righ boi! Da bahsics o soop spoon do is da fawk n spoon! Da fawk is used fah attacks n da spoon fah defense. Member dat in times o combat." Jimmy dashed forwards after giving what he considered an important speech after training the child for weeks. It was fun spraying the little loud mouth with soup over and over under his consent as to not irritate lord death or any of the others faculty. Jimmy brought one hand forward in the shape of a four as his fingers were seperated like the prongs of a fork. The fork hand sped towards the blue haired weapon as Sivan reacted by bringing up his spoon shaped hand and collided with the fork hand. Sivan used this moment to send the fork hand away from him and disabling Jimmy from recovering. Sivan grinned all the while he shouted.

"PIERCING FORK STRIKE!" Sivan's attack connected with Jimmy's stomach but barely caused and damage as instead the soup spoon weapon merely showed surprise. He stood back as his belly hardened to stop the attack. Sivan ended up hurting his own hand as he bent downards gritting his teeth. SSSSSS AHHHHH were the noises he made. Jimmy on the other hand slapped Sivan to the floor.

"Bout time yah got dat! Now den, to celebrate passing level one. gitt to level two." There was no need for sappy master disciple moments. This was strictly teaching an idjit how to fight and that was it. Jimmy had done what he needed and struck the basics into this child's head. Feeling fine with what he had done. Jimmy let Sivan out of the kitchen to go home and wash up. Sivan went home smiling widely as he played around with the bronze spoon pin that he had. How did a chef have this and why would he have this. Sivan didn't think about those kind of plot details. He was busy celebrating that he had finally finished something that took weeks. In fact he felt prepared to show off his skill but there were a few things that needed to be finished first. Clean his duds and take a bath.

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(Njlon and Kateri era)

"Ey boi. I dun heard yah got yoself some pardners" Sivan was meeting Jimmy for continued training in Soup spoon do. Sivan wasn't allowed to use soup spoon do in missions yet. Not until Jimmy had deemed the blue haired seamstress ready. It was rather surprising though that while the basics were very annoying to beat in to the seamstress. Once he had mastered the basics, the finer points were coming to him better than before. Jimmy was rather surprised but it seemed that Sivan's enthusiastic nature and willingness to put his all into everything played a major role.


"Yeah. One of them is much better at fighting than me.” Sivan held his soup and fork posture as Jimmy sent a punch flying towards the blue haired meister. Sivan reacted as he brought his hand that was cupped like a spoon up. He hand met with the punched as Sivan directed the punch downwards and threw Jimmy off balance for all of half a second. Sivan then proceeded to send his fork hand forward as it forced Jimmy to take a few steps back. Jimmy then regained his balance as he now used a kick. Sivan had no power in being able to deflect the kick or use it as a stepping stone for count attack, so Sivan fell back away from the kick.

"All right boy. It's time to pick up the training then.” Jimmy let out a hearty laugh as he stood to face Sivan. What came next were sessions of training day after day in which Sivan snuck away from Kateri and Njlon to learn under Jimmy. He had a second change of clothes due to the intense nature of the training. Sivan found his clothes being messed up worse than before as he'd get knocked onto his back repeatedly. Jimmy took quite the amount of pleasure but it was surprising seeing sivan be able to withstand so much and continue fighting. While before Jimmy could surely hit Sivan 99% of the time. That number had dropped to 70%. Sivan was even getting a few strikes in even if they didn't really hurt.

Sivan had grown up after further training with Jimmy. He now had an even better understanding of Soup spoon do. His fork and spoon styles could used be properly in combat and Jimmy was even considering asking that they give Sivan a mission to upgrade to eat now that he had his own way to fend for himself. Sivan on the other hand was quite excited to have gotten much better at fighting. Jimmy had officially welcomed him as a silver level soup spoon do user. Sivan could now fight amongst eat type students.

Who said you didn't learn from getting beat up?

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There is a bit of something called dumb luck.Something sivan had in spades of. Sivan was in the middle of a wavelength class with Stein. He had called down some students to check their souls and wavelength and explain it to the class. Sivan was one of the chosen students. It was meant to be a simple class procedure. Stein started off with the first student. A tough man who glared at the class. When stein used soul perception, he spoke out on how the boy had an erratic soul. One that couldn't be resonate with at the moment. He continued commenting on each student as he explained the goals of wavelength and how getting better at wielding it would allow students to tap into hidden powers. Then he came to Sivan.

"Huh... How interesting. You have an overabundant amount of soul wavelength wanting to escape. Sivan, how good are you with your soul?" Stein inquired as he gripped Sivan's back and began to force resonate with the child.

"what?" Sivan exclaimed as he felt Stein resonate with him. He had no idea how to explain it, but it felt like pressure within his hands got released as strands of light blue wavelength string came out from each of his finger tips. They all fell to the floor as they hung from his finger tips. They were lifeless at the moment but Stein seemed to grin. Sivan on the other hand was amazed as he wiggled his hands around. The string just flung about lifelessly.

"This is a good a time as any for the class to learn about soul based skills. Sivan I don't know what you have but it seems you have the ability to materialize your soul wavelength. If that's right... I feel you can also control it. Why don't you try and show the class. Think hard about what you want the strings to do." Stein gave out instructions as he told the class to take notes.

Sivan also did as he was instructed. He stood still as he tried to focus on controlling the strings. Move. Moooooove. MOOOOOVvvEEEEE. Sivan held up his hands as the strings moved upwards a bit and wiggled on their own doing the wave. "I AM CONTROLLER OF STRINGS!"

CONK

Stein smacked the back of Sivan's head. "Well then Controller of strings. You wouldn't mind if I gave you some homework then? You have until tomorrow to gain perfect control of these strings... If not... I get to dissect you." Stein grinned as Sivan smiled back, accepting the challenge.

What followed after school was Sivan locking himself in the work room trying to figure out how to best control the strings. He was met with troubles at first as he could only make them wiggle, but as time went on into the night. Sivan found himself losing his concentration. If only they were sewing threads.... Wait! Sivan stood up as he clapped his hands. What if he treated them like he did sewing. Sivan looked at his strings that still lingered from his fingers. He cleared his mind as he thought of his hands as needles and the soul strings as threads. What followed was sivan cracking how to use the string as he made the move through the air. They weren't the strong tools, but soon he was learning how make them disappear and reappear. It was as if a gate had been broken within him that prevented them from coming out as it was so easy. He couldn't wait to show off to stein tomorrow.
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