Cormac Chojiro

Cormac began life as a normal kid in Bellamuse. For a very long time he cared nothing about the Grimm or the problems of the planet. Instead he focused his attention on basketball. It was a sport that he was quick to excel in. There was nothing else in the entire world that swayed his attention, that is, except food. As a child Cormac Chojiro was overweight, it didn't bother his talent for basketball but he absolutely hated the comments people gave him. His ego hurt and so, he began to train. Though Cormac despised getting up and working for his body, he 'did' eventually attain it. While the young boy grew his muscles and name amongst the highest ranking ballers; something remarkable occurred. The teenager got taller. He grew exponentially. Causing his turning point with the game. It was all his life amounted to now. He was as good as guaranteed a spot in college ball. Until one day... Cormac was jogging too the local court when a black monster attacked a small girl. By the spur of the moment his body lept into a defending stance. The monster was a beowolf; but compared too Cormac's incredible strength it was nothing. He instructed the girl to get out of the area and when she did his successfully ripped the monster's lower jaw from its head. (Because of his courage the boy had been protected by his aura, awakening it for the first time)
After this event, everything was different, the huntsman lived for one reason. Protect those who cannot protect themselves.
He began searching the internet for a career in monster hunting, he was aware of Hunters and Huntresses, but was clueless in how to become one. His studying in this field would lead to a request with Beacon Academy. However Beacon was the school for the top ranked champions. Sadly he was denied for this reason, instead they recommended a resolve. Bellamuse had a local school known as "Syne," if he managed to pull off a graduation; Beacon would consider taking him in after all four years of training was passed. Cormac was very displeased... He didn't want to goto school for eight years. It seemed pointless... But he knew this was what his life pointed towards. He accepted and sent In his enrollment slip for Syne Academy a month later.

[Is this just to prove we know how to rp or something? I'll use one of my older posts from a different site. Sorry if it is confusing; it was the first part of my trials in order to get a keyblade xP. Also it might look ugly because I was (still am) learning to rp]


The bustling morning in Halloween Town was truly a wondrous thing in a town that doesn't sleep. It was the Eve of Halloween; and even as the monstrous children were awaking from their beds, the parents were already out and about setting things up for a frightfully fresh year. To be very truthful Jasper was still very young, only at the age of four when it was happening. He remembers it as the most hyped up Halloween of his childhood. So in a way, yes, he did remember today. It was just much different in the fact that he forgot someone very important. A female who left him a power like none other. But as the chronicler of Jasper's tale, I'm gonna take it slow and explain everything from start to finish.

Now, as a trick or treater on the World of Halloween. Children had a regulation of staying out of the adult's way, so that all could be perfect. Since they were kids and a lot of them knew they'd be feasting up to candy later, they didn't really mind. All the little witches, mummies, skeletons, and ghouls, ghosts, wolf pups, and even vampires would head outside the Guillotine Plaza; more commonly known as the Town Square. The scents of candy and dress up costumes would fill in little Jasper's nose holes. Magic was known to be abundantly alive inside Halloween Town. It's what held the world aloft, everyone assumed so at least. When in actuality all of the power granted onto the inhabitants was the work of the World Heart... Jasper never paid it much attention really, mostly because these were the days before his true self started hoppin' like everyone else's. No, unfortunately, Jasper was the shyest of all and unlike his eventual personality; he cared nothing for adventure. Sad as it may be.

Jasper was three foot - two inches. His age during this time was four; and he wasn't much of the Holiday Cheerer yet. He was ignorant to being well-liked; however all of that would soon change.

Oh man... Can't I just go back to sleep, thought the child as he took steps towards the outskirts of the city. His large gaping eye holes were in a frowny position as he stared down at the ground. All the other kids ran off to wherever they wanted and left him standing by the Graveyard, which was Jasper's typical place. (Think of it like an area of solitude that he felt comfortable in.) The bony-boy took a seat on the Gravestone labeled 'Tom Smith' and sighed. His eyes wandered around the area, but he himself, didn't move. Well, except for his swaying feet. It was eternally night in the town, Jasper thought. But it didn't really phase his interests much, because of the fact it was known to him being morning. The air was always still at dawn; or at least, as far as the skeleton could tell.

It's kinda boring around here with no one to play with. Maybe---

A few boy's would walk by his graveyard spot. A ghost hovered off the ground and repeatedly wiped ectoplasm snot off his intangible nose, Jasper took note of him first. Then his eyes traveled toward the middle of the group; this kid wore a lab coat. Believe me when I say the boy was ugly, trying as a knock off version of Frankenstein. The third was simply a hairy-kid probably a were-pup.. The three were giggling, but Jasper was caught staring at them. They stopped, and walked into the gate.


"Hey bonehead! Whatcha looking at ehh? Mad cause we got flesh?"

"No not really. But in all fairness he doesn't even have bones." Jasper's feet would quit swaying and a bony index finger extended at the ghost.

"Hey! Shut up talking to him like that, ya punk!" The young wolfboy immediately jumped at a reason to pick fights. Unfortunately for him, hurting the skeletal kid was a most annoying challenge. Though, picking on him tended to be much easier.

"I didn't mean to--- Oomph! "Ugh. Ouch." The wolf had already hopped the fence and punched the head clean off Jasper. Which resulted in it being sent some eight feet away. The boys ran off laughing. The skeleton went silent as his body stupidly moved and searched for his skull in all the wrong places. Some time passed, I don't know, I wanna say ten minutes?... A large black portal opened up. A witch wearing clothes that resembled Halloween Town's, but appeared slightly edited by world exploration, stepped out. Her appearance was beautiful but she had grown old and a person could see that in her. She quickly caught sight of the confused body and it's head off in the background. Oh dear. It seems he's lost a head!

"Are you okay child? Why is your skull in the dirt?" The lady would take steps forward,  absconding as the sound of leaves crunched behind her. She passed the headless toddler's lower half with little to no hesitation. Then she proceeded into picking up the skull, she held him up to her face. She smelled like mint, stride gum, or something to that effect. (We'll just stick to mint for now.) The skeleton's face shaped into an embarrassed expression. "Well uh, ya see, I made some other boys angry and they umm, well they left me here ma'am." The ladies voice had an accent that combined a strong british-english heritage mixed with traces of a possible french. Atop her head was a large witches headpiece. Her dress featured a design of pink and black and in her eyes were a gazing purple that took the child by surprise. The woman's hands felt warm and peaceful, gentle to the touch.

"I see. Where are your friends?" She spoke with a powerful tone, but her hands grasped him with nothing short of peace. "Friends ma'am? I don't think I have any. That is, if you really want to know the truth." She scoffed and levitated back to his heap of bones. (Still looking around graves since Jasper hasn't learned to control his powers all that well yet.) "Ridiculous! I'll teach you how to make friends. Then you won't complain, yes?" While Jasper fixiated his head atop the torso his face lit up in a ghoulish smile. His huge eyes widened as far as they could. "Yes please!"