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Username:
Relic Brone
Name:
Connor Higgins
Age:
25
Sex:
Male
Appearance:
Connor has a cybernetic left arm.

Height:
6’3”
Weight:
220 lbs
Rig Type:
Crab
Secondary Arm:
Tow Launcher
Equipment:

  • environmental suit
  • cabal wrist computer
  • Cybernetic Repair Kit
  • Cybernetic arm replacement
  • 5 Gallons of Whale Oil

Biography:
Connor was born into a military family. His father was an infantryman, and his mother was a medic. He never met his father, and as soon as he was old enough, his mother sent him to a boarding school on Mars. Connor receives a video message from his mom once in a while, but she is kept busy as a space explorer crew doctor. Our Lady Teresa, the boarding school, was Connor’s home until graduation. Connor realized that in Our Lady Teresa existed a hierarchy of power; those with no power were at the bottom, and the strongest we at the top. It didn’t take Connor long after arriving that living at the bottom was a living hell, and the only way to survive was to get stronger. By graduation, Connor stood alone at the top of that school, no one could even stand up to him.

After graduation, Connor go into an underground fighting circuit for a few years. His fighting career ended when Connor made enemies with the wrong people, and got a few people killed: Lacy, his girlfriend at the time; and Earl, his manager. With his fighting career over, Connor decided to join the military. Connor fought for a few years on the frontlines, until the day when Connor lost his arm due to an enemy grenade. The military paid for Connor to receive a cybernetic arm, which power is three times as strong as a normal human arm. During physical therapy, the doctor informed that the cybernetic arm has ports to connect to various devices, and can receive upgrades if he could find the right guy. After his physical therapy was completed Connor decided to do some exploring, by joining a mining crew on some ice hell in the space boondocks.

Connor Higgins has been underground fighter, an infantryman, and now he is an intergalactic miner. Hmm, quite the resume.

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Username:
Relic Brone
Name:
Connor Higgins
Age:
25
Sex:
Male
Appearance:
Connor has a cybernetic left arm.

Height:
6’3”
Weight:
220 lbs
Rig Type:
Crab
Secondary Arm:
Tow Launcher
Equipment:

  • environmental suit
  • cabal wrist computer
  • Cybernetic Repair Kit
  • Cybernetic arm replacement
  • 5 Gallons of Whale Oil

Biography:
Connor was born into a military family. His father was an infantryman, and his mother was a medic. He never met his father, and as soon as he was old enough, his mother sent him to a boarding school on Mars. Connor receives a video message from his mom once in a while, but she is kept busy as a space explorer crew doctor. Our Lady Teresa, the boarding school, was Connor’s home until graduation. Connor realized that in Our Lady Teresa existed a hierarchy of power; those with no power were at the bottom, and the strongest we at the top. It didn’t take Connor long after arriving that living at the bottom was a living hell, and the only way to survive was to get stronger. By graduation, Connor stood alone at the top of that school, no one could even stand up to him.

After graduation, Connor go into an underground fighting circuit for a few years. His fighting career ended when Connor made enemies with the wrong people, and got a few people killed: Lacy, his girlfriend at the time; and Earl, his manager. With his fighting career over, Connor decided to join the military. Connor fought for a few years on the frontlines, until the day when Connor lost his arm due to an enemy grenade. The military paid for Connor to receive a cybernetic arm, which power is three times as strong as a normal human arm. During physical therapy, the doctor informed that the cybernetic arm has ports to connect to various devices, and can receive upgrades if he could find the right guy. After his physical therapy was completed Connor decided to do some exploring, by joining a mining crew on some ice hell in the space boondocks.

Connor Higgins has been underground fighter, an infantryman, and now he is an intergalactic miner. Hmm, quite the resume.


Added a song to my Cs, cuz fuck it why not?


Great idea! Every character is deserving of a theme song. I think Rost's theme song would be Battlecry by Nujabes.
As Rost shook Xue's hand, he took the time to more accurately assess his physical capabilities. Rost notices that his white hair companion has a slender build, such as himself, but a little smaller. Due to his size and build, Rost assumes Xue excels at agility and comes up short of power. Although, Xue's double headed scythe is at least as tall as he is, so Rost questions Xue's ability to proficiently wield his own weapon in battle.

In response, Rost states, "We have to head towards the northernmost part of the forest so..." Rost turns slowly until he locates his tracks leading into the clearing. Figuring that he tracked the whistling to the northeast, "Umm, we need to head in this direction," Rost claimed, as he pivoted around and pointed in the direction he believed was a little west of north. "We should move quickly and avoid any unnecessary fights," Rost twirls his blade and smiles at Xue, "Ready, set..." and Rost takes off; dodging, dipping, diving, and dicing his way through the forest.
Rost used his sword as a support to lift himself up after his newly found partner fended off the beowolf's initial wave of attacks. Rost rubbed his head and claim,"The little guy snuck up on me out of nowhere,"

Before this new guy could turn his attention back to the beowolf, Rost extended his sword to the stranger's chest and declared, "He's mine. I saw him first,"

Rost began to walk slowly and calmly towards the beast, as he attached his sheath to his right forearm and withdraw the blade. With his blade held down by his side, and a smile on his face, Rost dips the beowolf's next right swipe. Although, it looked as if Rost was going to fall on his face, at the last moment Rost quickly repositioned his feet firmly into the dirt while unhinging his sword at the hilt revealing the twins. With four quick swipes the beowolf fell to his knee, and his right arm went limp. Now it's right side was rendered useless. Sensing it's end nearing, the beowolf left out a battle cry and made a desperate attempt to gouge Rost's face out. The attempt was futile as Rost danced around it, and used his twin blades like a pair of scissors to chop the beast's head clean off. As its body fell limp onto the ground, Rost conjoined his blades back into one, and stepped over the body of the headless monster towards his new friend and gestures for a handshake, "Greetings, my name is Rost,"
After Rost regained his composure from the exciting ride down the hill, he determined that he should follow the whistling off in the distance. He kicked the shield up, retracting it back into a sheath while he gracefully slid his sword back into it. Then Rost began trailing after the whistling with his sword draped across his shoulders and his arms hung over it.

As the whistling grew louder, Rost was wondering which of the others, he would be paired with. The closer he got to the whistler the more his mind drifted from reality, he imagines who it might be, what they act like, where they are from... Rost didn't snap back to reality until he heard a loud howl behind him. He quickly turned around, flipping his sword of his shoulders, positioning it in front of him just in time to receive the blow from a beowolf. The hit from the massive claw was still enough to send Rost flying. He hit a tree with a thud. Rost arched his back in pain, and realized he had found his whistler, as he stared up at a man with hair as white as snow.
Even Rost found himself taken by surprised after being launched into the sky looming over an overgrown canopy. Rost quickly relaxed himself, as his shirt and ponytail fluttered in the wind. Then as Rost scratched his head with the sheath that held his blades, thinking of a way to land safely, he noticed that the forest beneath him was on somewhat of a large slope. In one fulid movement, Rost unsheathed his sword and the sheath began fanning out into its shield form. Firmly securing his right foot into the shield's handle, Rost braces himself so his shield would absorb the bulk of the impact as he entered the canopy feet first.

Rost hit the ground harder than he expected, but the mass of branches he smashed through on his way down allowed him to decrease his descent enough to make the impact bearable to withstand. With his sword in hand craving a path atop of his shield, as if it was a sled, Rost descended down the hill. Rost's sword acting as an extension of his body flowing with a natural harmony, severing any limbs reaching out to him from the trees; until, the forest gave way to an opening. As the sun gleamed down on Rost's face only to hear whistling in the distance, he began laughing out of pure ecstasy over his ride down.
Hey do you guys think this color of text will be acceptable or will it be to annoying to read.
Name:
Rost Sorge

Age:
17

Race:
Human

Appearance:
Rost has a slim and fit, build allow for agility as well as some power. His dirty blonde hair, which contrast well with reddish hue skin, is often seen pulled back into a ponytail. His brown eyes can often be found staring off into nothingness. Rost's facial features are little more feminine than he would like, so he often has stubble on his face in order to compensate for the lack of masculine. Rost wears a red button up with a collar, and it has a brown thorn bush pattern on it. The shirt is left unbuttoned to reveal his torso which he covers with white bandages. His wears worn out jeans with holes in them. He always carries his twin blades in hand, usually resting them on his shoulders. Every movement Rost makes flows nicely together never seeming to be stiff.

Height:
5'10"

Wight:
180 lbs

Color:
Reddish Brown

Personality:
Rost often seems to be extremely relaxed even during stressful situations. Rost enjoys working with others, but he rarely has faith in others' abilities. He isn't very talkative, and avoids deep conversations. Rost will often comply with any order, but he will try to fulfill them in the way he finds most interesting.

Weapon:
Twin swords that are two halves of one blade. They can be used separately or together. They are held in a single sheath that can attach to his right forearm, and fan out into a shield.

Semblance:
Rust (can corroded iron and steel)

Backstory:
Rost was born from a mother who died during childbirth. Rost's father was a hunter, so he was not around very much, and when he was, he would avoid looking at his own son. Rost asked his nanny why his father hated him. She responded that he did not hate Rost, but in fact loved him very much. The only problem is that Rost reminded his father of his mother, and that brought him much pain. Rost thought the explanation made sense, since his father did not keep any photos of his mother. Rost doesn't even known what his mother even looked like. His nanny said she was beautiful, and he got his good looks from her. The next time his father came home Rost decided to follow him when he left. Rost followed his father onto an airship without being seen. Everyone was kind of distracted, every thing was in disarray, so it wasn't hard to sneak past them. After the airship landed Rost found his way out only to see complete mayhem. There were hunters and huntresses everywhere fighting the Grimm. Rost saw his father and began to run towards him out of fear. Before Rost realized it, he was standing face to face with a giant Ursa. Rost froze out of fear, and as he watched the monster's giant claw bear down on him, he closed his eyes. Rost felt a great impact, but no extreme pain; instead it felt like he was being embraced. Forcing his eyes open, Rost saw his father hunched over him. Rost noticed a large amount of blood draining from his father's back and begun to cry. As Rost sobbed, his father placed his hand upon Rost's head and looked him straight in the eyes. Rost was shocked, he couldn't remember the last time his father made eye contact with him. Rost father's last words were, "I love you son. I'm sorry for not being around more," his father died shortly after. At that moment Rost decided to become a hunter, so he could get strong enough to protect others.

Theme Song:
Nujabes - Battlecry
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