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occupation OR house/set/dorm + year: Set 2 + 6th Year
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16 Sep 2017, 06:41 PM
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So Winry is pretty much Ed and Al's best friend. She's smart. She's sassy. I'll be calling her Winry for the sake of the ad and that's what I referred to her as in Ed's application, which can be found here.
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Basically, the need to knows about Winry is that she's really big into technomagic, she's about the same age as Ed, and she's a sixth year at Durmstrang. The set is up to you, but I don't really see her being in Set 3 because of how insanely smart she is. She's from the same town as Ed and Al, and... that's about it.
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For more information on Winry's canon counterpart, click here, but be warned! There might be spoilers!
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Edward slumped in his chair as he pushed his textbook away from him, gaze staring holes into the ceiling above him. Well, he would if he could, but that actually wasn’t a thing. If it was for his Dark Arts class, he’d be golden, but no it was Ancient Studies. Ancient Studies. How much more boring could it possibly get?
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Year five was just not a fun year for him. He had spent the first half of the year with a new wand and trying to wield it using his left hand when he was very much so righthanded. But at least he and Winry had solved that problem, only to open up the door for all sorts of new problems.
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Heaving a sigh, Ed straightened up and glanced around the room. Other students casually chatted with each other about one thing or another, while others looked to be studying as well. Grumbling to himself, something along the lines of “this is so stupid”, he pulled his book back towards him, eyes scanning the text but not actually picking up on anything that he was reading. “Dammit. Why is it so hard for me to concentrate?”
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rini tsukino | OOC: 2016-2017 school year, probably late winter/early spring.
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12 Aug 2017, 03:37 AM
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Stretching his hand up towards the sky, the boy’s golden brown eyes studied it with an intensity that not many boys his age possessed. For all purposes, the hand he stared at looked relatively normal, which was the idea when he wore his Durmstrang uniform and white gloves. Blowing out a breath, he let the his arm fall back to his side as he lay on the cool grass. The sun was out, which was rather unusual for Durmstrang but it was the beginning of the year. The sun liked to visit during the beginning and tail end of the school year, before the harsh winters hit and made people regret ever settling in this desolate, frozen wasteland.
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In his other hand - his flesh and blood hand, though, was a note that he’d gotten at breakfast when all the other post had come in. A note from one of his professors, he couldn’t remember which one at the time that he’d received the short letter, but it hadn’t taken him long at all to figure out which class Professor Gascoigne taught. He was not looking forward to this meeting and he groaned as he brought the parchment up in front of his eyes to read the writing again.. “It’s the second week of school,” he muttered to himself, flopping his arm over his eyes. “I haven’t done anything wrong!” The fact that he had to specifiy that he hadn’t done anything wrong was enough of an indicator that he was mischevious at best some most times.
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Pushing himself to his feet, Edward grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder, heading into the castle and tucking the letter into his pocket. It didn’t take him long to reach Gascoigne’s classroom, and when he did, he rapped sharply on the side of the door, initially not seeing anyone in the classroom.
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Mikhail Gascoigne
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TW: Mentions of potentially unsettling events happening to children.
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<h1>Basics</h1>

<h2>Name</h2> <h3>Edward Keegan Elric</h3>
<h2>Age</h2> <h3> 16 (October 11, 2001) </h3>
<h2>Member Group</h2> <h3>Student</h3>
<h2>Pref. Pronoun</h2> <h3>He/Him</h3>
<h2>Face Claim</h2> <h3>Jack Otterstedt</h3>
<h2>Sexual Orientation</h2> <h3>Heterosexual</h3>

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<h2>Occupation</h2> <h3>Student (But also a general nuisance for the Ministry.) </h3>
<h2>Workplace/School</h2> <h3>Durmstrang</h3>
<h2>Class</h2> <h3>Set 2 + 6th Year</h3>

<h1>Magic</h1>

<h2>Blood Status</h2> <h3>Halfblood</h3>
<h2>Wand</h2> <h3>Formerly: Dogwood, dragon heartstring, eleven and a quarter inches.<br>
Currently: Yew wood, thestral tail hair, eight and three-fourths inches..</h3>
<h2>Boggart</h2> <h3>When he had first started school, his boggart would have taken the form of his father, disappointed in his placement in Set 3. However, now Edward shares in his brother’s boggart, as the thing that they brought back when trying to resurrect their mother was not quite human in appearance, and he’s actually not too terribly sure that it was their mother at all. The thing takes on a humanoid appearance, with longer limbs than it should have. It is bent over backwards, with its head twisted in a grotesque manner. Stringy hair falls limp at the sides of its head, and its lips are pulled back, exposing teeth that are just a shade too white. In his nightmares, it skitters towards him and he cannot back away fast enough to avoid its rancid breath and clammy talon-like fingers pinning him to the ground. </h3>
<h2>Patronus and memory</h2> <h3>Edward’s patronus takes on the form of a massive silvery Lynx, and the memory is more of a feeling he gets when he sees Winry and his brother Alphonse smile, when he sees that they are happy and content. It is the feeling he gets when Granny tells him congratulations on a paper or a particularly difficult spell. It’s the feeling he gets when he remembers how proud and pleased Winry was when she was able to successfully outfit Edward with prosthetics after the incident.</h3>
<h2>Dementor-induced memory</h2> <h3>When he had first started school, this was the memory of his father walking out on him and his brother and his mother. Now, though, Edward’s worst memory is more of a heightened state of emotion, and it is the feeling of powerlessness and helplessness that filled his body and soul when he and his brother attempted to resurrect their mother. It leaves him shaken and unable to continue on unless someone is able to snap him out of that ‘rut’ that he’ll fall in and be unable to climb out of on his own.</h3>
<h2>Mirror of Erised</h2> <h3>While everything else about Edward Elric is rather complex, this one is quite simple. In the Mirror of Erised, Edward sees his family, whole and not lacking in anything.</h3>

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<h2>Alias</h2> <h3>Kyros</h3>
<h2>Timezone</h2> <h3>Central</h3>
<h2>Contact</h2> <h3>PM, Skype, Discord, Carrier Pigeon</h3>
<h2>Other Characters</h2> <h3>Nick Wilde <a href="http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3504">01</a>, <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3935”>02</a><br>
EJ Hamato <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3612”>01</a>, <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3013”>02</a><br>
Vincent Law <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3847”>01</a>, <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3777”>02</a><br>
Kyler Weylyn <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3442”>01</a>, <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3390”>02</a><br>
L Lawliet <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3672”>01</a>, <a href=”http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=3903”>02</a><br>
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<h1> DETAILS</h1>
Alignment: Chaotic Good<br>
Height: 4 Foot 11 Inches<br>
Weight: 200(ish) pounds, taking into consideration his prosthetics, which weigh around 35-40 pounds a piece.<br>
Notable Possessions: Ed carries with him a pocket watch that was left behind by his father when he left. It is a silver watch with the emblem of a dragon on the front cover. Edward also carries miscellaneous bits of parchment and pens. <br>
Habits: Short fuse. Loud mouth. Sticks his nose where it shouldn’t be. Picks on his brother. Picks fights with strangers. Picks fights with people he does know.<br>
Likes: Apple pie. Being around those he cares for. His brother. Winry. Reading. Learning. Magic. Reading about the Dark Arts. <br>
Dislikes: Milk. His height. Most forms of authority. Fire. His father. Magic (it's a love/hate relationship). Actually practicing the Dark Arts. His prosthetics. <br>
Fears: Ed fears losing those he loves the most. Losing his mother had been a nightmare, and he never wishes to go through that again. He fears not being able to fix what is broken, or that when he learns how, he will lack the ability to do so.<br>
Dreams: Edward dreams of a time when everything is right in the world. His body is whole and his brother’s spirit is intact. <br>
Goals: Ed’s goals include graduating from Durmstrang. After that, he would like to work for the ministry, but he hasn’t decided in which department he’d like to be.<br>
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<h1> APPEARANCE</h1>
Blond hair, blue eyes with golden flecks.
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Prefers to stick to a modified version of the Durmstrang set two male uniform.
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Edward is short, for a lack of a better term. Most boys his age are at least half a foot taller than him, but Edward seemed to have missed out on the growth spurt that was supposed to accompany the onset of puberty. Other than his shortness, there isn't much about him that would draw attention to him. Not at first, anyways. At a glance, he could pass as a boy of twelve or thirteen, often being mistaken for being younger than his brother Alphonse. This youthful look gives him the ability to act more innocent than he often really is, and there are times when he will use it to get out of trouble.
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But if someone is around him long enough, they see the fact that his eyes reflect an age much older than a boy of his years should show. They would notice that something is different about two of his limbs, that he walks a bit differently than Alphonse does. His right arm and left leg are metal prosthetics charmed by skilled technomancers to act as close to flesh and blood limbs as possible, but that can only go so far.
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<h1>PERSONALITY</h1>
Type:ENTP<br>
Strengths: Knowledgeable. Quick Thinker. Original. Excellent Brainstormer. Charismatic. Energetic. <br>
Weaknesses: Very Argumentative. Insensitive. Can Find it Difficult to Focus. Dislikes Practical Matters. <p>
At a glance, Edward’s personality plays a huge part into others seeing him as much younger than what he actually is. He comes across as childish in many ways, which don't help his short stature in the slightest. His stubbornness and unwillingness to listen to authority definitely have to do with those seeing him as younger than he is. His loyalty is second to none, and those that he considers family will forever be under his rather protective gaze, even if he isn't even five feet tall.
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He’s intelligent to a fault, often enjoying correcting those around him. Edward does, in his own opinion, his best thinking when he’s in a rather difficult spot, often purposefully putting himself into danger in order to work something out in a way that satisfies himself. When he’s being civil, he can make friends with nearly everyone in the room with him - another way that his appearance and height come into play. Looking younger make most around him more likely to talk to him.
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On the flip side, however, Edward is extremely argumentative and will push to prove his own point. He often loses sight of the emotions of others and will continue on a rant or something similar even when those around him (i.e. his brother Alphonse) recognize that he’s going too far. There are times when it is difficult for Edward to focus, and this occurs when he’s fixated on something or when he’s fallen into a rut.
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<h1>HISTORY</h1>
Edward was born the first of two sons to Van Hohenheim and Trisha Elric in Rothenburg ob der Tauber (or simply Rothenburg), Germany. The year was 2001, but despite this, his parents common-law marriage wasn't exactly seen as a legitimate marriage by most in their community. A year later, another son was born into the family, named Alphonse. Edward immediately attached himself to the infant, becoming best friends with his little brother.
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The small family of four lived next door to another family with a child around the boys’ age, the Rockbells, the father’s mother, and their daughter Winry. The children played together often and the families became close, almost becoming a clan of their own in the community that they lived in. The Rockbells, legally married, didn't seem put off by Van and Trisha’s common law marriage, which meant that they were seen as married by the country because they had children together.
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His life was perfect, in his opinion. Then again, what toddler or small child doesn't think the world revolves around them? His father's study, often left empty due to Van’s tendency to be away from the house for long stretches of time, was where Edward and Alphonse were found on rainy days, or days Winry was unable to play outside and they didn't feel like playing outside without her. Trisha had taught them to read at a young age, and it wasn't long before they were reading his volumes on the wonders and mysteries of the wizarding world. Often times, they would show their mother small magical feats, such as making an origami crane flutter through the air. Trisha praised her sons as if they had hung the moon and stars in the night sky. Everything was perfect.
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When Edward was seven years old, Alphonse woke him up in the early morning hours, needing to go to the bathroom but not wanting to go by himself in the dark. After teasing his little brother because he was upset at being woken up, Ed complied, escorting Al to the bathroom. On the way back to their shared bedroom, he was drawn to the front hallway, where he heard the voices of his parents. Pushing open the door that led to the front hallway, he was greeted with the sight of his mother and father, his father holding a suitcase and his mother sounding as if she were...crying? Van Hohenheim seemed to study his children (and that was when Ed realized that Alphonse had followed him) before opening the door and walking out of Trisha’s and the boys’ lives forever.
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That night was the first night that he and Alphonse comforted their crying mother, and it wouldn't be the last.
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That same year, tragedy struck the Rockbell household as well, as news came from the Sahara that Winry’s parents had been killed in the line of duty during the Global War on Terrorism. Granny, as all the children called the Rockbell matriarch, and Winry were left heartbroken and filled with sorrow. Trisha and her boys shared in the Rockbells’ sorrow, and it took quite a bit of time for things to return to semi-normal for their now significantly-smaller clan.
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If anything, the tragedies brought the children closer together, with them often having dinner at one house or the other. Both homes were magical, with the Rockbell house being more magical than the boys’ because Trisha had no magical blood to her name. Around the age of nine, Edward got into a physical fight with his brother about which of them would marry Winry, as members of the community had always commented that she would make one of the brothers a fine wife one day. Alphonse, always physically superior to his brother, won - but Winry turned him down.
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When he was ten, a strange visitor came to Rothenburg, seeking out both Winry Rockbell and Edward Elric, telling them of Durmstrang, a school for children like the three of them, those that possessed magical abilities like they did. Alphonse was too young, but would be expected to attend the following year. That year away from his mother and brother was one of the most difficult years of his life, regardless of having Winry there with him.
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Despite his intelligence and his early exposure to magic texts, Edward did not fare well in school. Starting in set 3, with the lowest of the low in the school, he did not have the best beginning to his education. It was after the winter holiday that he found a book in the school's library about dark arts. It was left out on one of the tables, probably by one of the older students. It was intriguing to the young boy and he read the thing from cover to cover.
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Later that year, though, he learned that his mother had contracted an aggressive sickness that was spreading throughout their town, and Edward fought with returning home to care for her and staying at Durmstrang. In the end, he returned home but only for the doctor to tell him and his brother that their mother wasn’t going to survive the night. Sure enough, she died before dawn, and the brothers’ world was once again shattered into pieces.
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After she was buried and the funeral had ended and all that was left at her grave were the two brothers, now orphans in Edward’s eyes, they sat with her until the sun was high in the sky. They continued to sit before the headstone that had their mother’s name etched into it, like a warning siren blaring in their ears and raging pain and suffering on their hearts. Granny sent Winry, who had returned to Rothenburg for the funeral, to collect them around supper time, but the boys refused and eventually Winry gave up and returned home on her own. Cold and alone, Alphonse tearfully asked his older brother what they were going to do now. They were cold, and they were hungry, and they had nobody to care for them anymore. For a long moment, Edward remained silent, as he had been since their mother’s body had been lowered into the ground, as he had been when shovel after shovel of dirt was piled on top of her coffin. He had been thinking, and he had been thinking hard. And in that moment of desperation, in that moment of absolute heartache at the idea of never seeing their mother’s smile again, Edward had an idea. We bring her back.
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When Edward returned to school after his time of mourning, he returned with a fire that many hadn’t seen in him before. Alphonse joined him at Durmstrang the next year and while Edward was able to take the test to get into Set 2, Alphonse was placed into Set 3. This bothered Edward greatly, as he didn’t like being in a different dormitory than his brother. This didn’t seem to matter, however, as both boys had a tendency to stay up late into the night, poring over various books found in the library. For two years they studied. For two years they lived with an unholy hope that they would be able to see their mother again.
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The summer before Edward turned fifteen, the boys had been staying in their family’s house, even though he didn’t consider it to be a family home anymore. It had chipped a bit when his father had walked out, but the integrity of the structure, in Edward’s mind, had been severely compromised when his mother succumbed to her sickness. Edward was confident in both his and his brother’s magical abilities, after all, they had been practicing the arts since they were small children, and all this was really was a more complicated ritual. Oh, how wrong he was.
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Everything had been laid out perfectly in their father’s old study, just as the books and scrolls had instructed, but the blood offering that the boys had given was simply not enough to satiate the needs of such a dark ritual. The room glowed with an intensity and a brightness that caused Edward to squeeze his eyes shut - but even then, he could still see the light.It wouldn’t leave him alone, literally, and as payment for attempting such an advanced dark magic, Edward’s left leg disintegrated, leaving him unable to support himself. It also meant that when he heard Alphonse cry out, the light lifting him out of Edward’s reach, and engulf him in the brightness, that Edward was unable to do anything to help his brother.
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For a moment, though, he was able to catch a glimpse of the figure on the other side of the ritual that they had performed, and for a split second, Edward had hope. They had done it! The sound that came from the humanoid figure’s throat, however, crushed whatever hope had sprung up in Edward’s chest. No… no, they had failed. Delirious and losing his vision from the shock and the blood loss from his missing leg, Edward wrapped his fingers around his wand, wildly looking around for his brother. He couldn’t see him. He couldn’t… he just couldn’t.
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Edward’s true memories of what happened between grabbing his wand and waking up at Granny’s house are a blur. When he couldn’t find his brother, he performed a spell to bring his brother back to him, and he was relieved when Alphonse appeared fine - except, he wasn’t. While the ritual had called for blood and had gained that from Edward, the ritual also required a soul, which is was attempting to get from Alphonse. Much like a Dementor’s Kiss, Alphonse’s soul floated in a neat little silvery orb above the younger brother’s still body. Edward couldn’t tell if Alphonse was alive or dead, and in the suffocating waves of panic that overwhelmed him, attempted a ritual that he had only read about briefly in their studies of the resurrection ritual. It was the procedure to create something called a horcrux, and Edward’s intentions had been to bind his brother’s soul back to his body.
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That night, Edward murdered what they had brought back, hoping that was enough to seal Alphonse’s soul back to his body, but he only barely succeeded. Unbeknownst to Edward, Alphonse’s soul had broken into two pieces. During the process to make a horcrux, one piece had returned to Alphonse, yes, but the other had attached itself to a suit of armor that their father had collected during one of his many trips. And the suit of armor had gone crashing to the ground, the loud noise only adding more chaos to the already hellish experience. The creature that they had brought back, though, wasn’t enough for this ritual either, and it latched onto the wand in Edward’s hand, eating away at the long cherry wood, the dragon heartstring, until the wand was gone and the only thing left for the ritual to take was Edward’s arm.
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Unable to move from where he laid on the floor bleeding out, Edward could see the deceased figure that they had brought back, and he was filled with remorse and anger and a new pain. He had just killed their mother in an attempt to save his brother. Alphonse… he didn’t even know if the spell had worked to save his little brother. Pulling the suit of armor closer with his remaining arm, Edward haphazardly drew the seal that he had seen in the books before passing out.
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When he woke, he was at Granny’s. The sun was shining outside but there was a distinct smell of...of smoke. Of things burning. He learned that their house had burned down to the ground. The brothers had made it out in one piece, and when it was heard that Edward was ranting on about an important suit of armor, whoever had gotten the boys out managed to get out two of the suits of armor that had been on display in their father’s study. The soul-binding ritual might have been in vain and Edward fell into anguish. Only then did he become immensely aware of the pain that was both white-hot and numbing… What was he going to do? He couldn't stand. He couldn’t perform magic correctly. He had failed. He had failed and now he would be removed from the school as well.This caused the young boy to dive into a deep depression that not even his brother’s jokes or Winry’s smile could break him from.
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It took weeks before Edward was well enough to be taken outside to see the remains of their house and then to the bedroom that was supposed to be for Alphonse but he didn’t want to be away from his brother for very long. In this bedroom were the two sets of armor pulled from the fire. With some spoken instruction, he was able to tell Alphonse how to look for the one that Edward was hoping had survived - and for the first time since the incident, he had a small shred of hope when Alphonse said that one of the suits had the seal he’d described. Because of the mass magical energies that occupied the area that surrounded their house and the Rockbell’s house, the Ministry had attributed the great surge in magic that night to be from Granny since it was not uncommon for her to use magic heavily in her day-to-day life as time and aging took its toll on her body.
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It was actually Winry, though, who came up with the idea for Edward’s prosthetics. Her dog had been in an accident and had lost its front leg the previous year and she had been able to outfit it with something that allowed the animal to still walk and run and play just like it had before. Preferring technomancy to traditional magic, Winry wanted to see if she was capable of doing something similar for Edward, but on a larger scale.
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The process was painful, but Edward endured, and by the end of the summer, he had all four limbs back and was functioning at about the same level as he had been before the incident.The prosthetics that Winry had created had also been charmed to work as well as a flesh and blood limb would. It was great, but he still had one issue when it came time to prepare to return to Durmstrang. He didn’t have a wand since his previous one had been destroyed during the incident.
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And so, a month before he was set to start his fifth year at Durmstrang, he and Alphonse and Winry and Granny set out to Aurora Doorealis to do school shopping and to find Edward a new wand. It took hours for him to find a wand that felt like it wouldn't snap in his grasp but that also didn't backfire when he gave it a swish. Finally, and much to his dismay, a short wand worked well for him, filling the shop with a bright golden light and the wandmaker smiled and nodded, stating that it seemed Edward had managed to find himself another compatible wand. It was an oddity, only a scarce amount had been sold by this wandmaker in recent years. Made of acacia wood and thestral tail hair, and only eight and three-fourths inches in length, it felt strong and sturdy in Edward’s left hand. But that wasn't what he was worried about. He was right-handed. He couldn't use his left hand to wield his wand.
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For several months, Edward struggled with using his left hand to perform spells. His intelligence hadn't changed and his knowledge continued to grow but he lacked the ability to do so. Late one night, he had an idea and snuck out to Winry’s dormitory to explain what he had in mind. Much to his surprise, she agreed, and by morning, Edward’s thestral hair wand had been charmed with as many protective charms that he and Winry could think of before being embedded in his prosthetic arm. It took him a while to get used to it, but he was able to adjust well.
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Learning to live with two pieces of metal attached to his body was difficult, but Edward endured. He grew stronger as his body adjusted, and he became proficient in the way he performed magic - having to resort to grand gestures to mimic the movement the wand would typically be waved in.
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Now, about to begin his sixth year, Edward has made it a point to write letters to the Ministry asking general questions about the various departments and such found in the organization. He followed the election for the new Minister of Magic and isn't too terribly fond of anyone who ran, but figured that he didn't really care who won since he wasn’t eligible to vote. He liked that it wasn't the guy who ran Azkaban, though. He figured that was a plus.
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<h1>KNOWN FAMILY</h1>
Van Hohenheim | Father | ?? | Unknown<br>
Trisha Elric | Mother | 28 | Deceased 2011<br>
Alphonse Elric | Brother | 14 | Alive<br>
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Name - Edward Elric is canon, but I chose Keegan for Ed’s middle name because it is Germanic for ‘intelligent’, which is a trait that is continually mentioned about Ed in canon, that he’s one of the smartest since he was able to become a state alchemist at the age of twelve. Besides, Edward Keegan Elric just really rolls off the tongue in a lovely manner.
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Wand(s) - When I first was looking for a wand for Ed, I wanted something that really showed his drive and passion, but also that reflected back on the fact that in canon he’s the youngest at what he does for a living, which really makes him grow up much quickly than he should have. His first wand was dogwood, dragon heartstring, and a reasonable length. This was to signify that when he had gotten his first wand, everything was right in his world, save for his father leaving. He was adventurous, excited about going to school to learn about something that brought his mother so much joy when he and Alphonse would do small spurts of magic, and a rather mischievous and playful boy - all characteristics of those that match up with dogwood wands. However, after the incident that destroyed his dogwood wand, Edward paired with a wand of much darker type. After requiring prosthetics to function like a normal human, Edward became temperamental (more so than he had been as a child). His second wand was yew, thestral tail hair, and a rather short length. This was to signify the drastic change both mentally and physically that Edward endured that summer. He shares more traits with the yew wand now than he did with the dogwood one, and according to Pottermore, it’s even stated that yew wands have a tendency to lean towards the dark arts, which can be a play on how canon!Ed was so great at alchemy but refused to actually kill people with it. Lastly, Pottermore explains that yew wand owners are fiercely protective of others, and this rings true for both my Ed and canon!Ed because both are extremely protective of many people: those they come to care for throughout their lives, Winry and Granny Rockbell, and most iconically, their little brother Alphonse.
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Details - A lot of the details about Ed come from what I picked up while watching FMA: Brotherhood. His various likes and dislikes, for the most part, are from the canon source, but I have added a few in there for added creativity on my part.
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Appearance - For his appearance, I stuck pretty close to canon. Finding Jack to be his FC was like jumping through miniature hula hoops lit on fire four yards off the ground with weighted shoes. The only thing that is really off from his appearance between my Ed and canon!Ed is that canon!Ed’s eyes are golden when my Ed’s are blue with golden flecks. His unfortunate height remains the same, however I believe I’ll eventually have him top out at around 5’8, which is canon!Ed’s height at the end of FMA: Brotherhood.
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History - Most of the events that happened in Ed’s history happened in canon, with slight modifications to fit into the world here at BomberMax. For his hometown, in canon, the boys are from Resembool and I really love the sound of that so I researched small German towns and found Rothenburg which has the same sounds and syllables as their canon hometown.
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’Wandless Magic’ - I thought this would be a good place to put this explanation, as I wasn’t really sure where else to put it. Much like Hagrid’s umbrella containing the shards of what had been his wand, Edward’s wand is encased in his prosthetic right arm. It appears to others that he does wandless magic, when really, the great motions he has to make are to make up for the fact that instead of using his wrist joint to do the movements needed to correctly cast a wand (i.e. the swish and flick), he has to use the ball and socket joint that is his right rotator cuff. I hope this is explained well enough, and if not, I’ll add more!!
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Edward would give anything to have his family back. And he gave an arm and a leg trying to keep his family intact.

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<h2>FRIENDS</h2>
Edward isn’t looking for friends that will tell him that he’s right or go along quietly with whatever he says. While these types of people are definitely easier to deal with, he gravitates towards people who are ready, willing, and able to point out when he is wrong. He’s easily seen as childish and this can make it difficult for him to make friends, especially combined with his short fuse and hot temper.
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<h2>LOVERS</h2>
At his age, Edward isn’t really looking for romance by any means. If someone picks up Winry, I would like to explore that friendship-turned romantic relationship if her writer is up for it.
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<h2>ENEMIES</h2>
I really like writing characters that piss other characters off, apparently, and Edward here is no different. His short fuse and hot temper lead him to exploding and verbally going off on those around him when provoked. And sometimes when not provoked. The quickest way to piss him off, though, is to call him short or small. I don’t recommend it, but it still happens.
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