Beacon's Light - RWBY

[pyroman]

Hey Nefarious, would you mind if I were to make my own RWBY rp? I had one going on on the old RPG, but I just wanted to make sure it was cool with you before I put up another RWBY roleplay on the site.

[Nefarious Prime]

Yeah, sure, I might joins yours too if I like it. :P

And in the last website, the OOC was more closely linked to the IC than it is in this one, do people want me to make a thread there or just keep this one here? And we can have a large number of people, I'm gonna try a setup which has multiple teams on various missions, so I think it'll work with a good number of people. But I'd understand if the numbers still gave people reservations about joining. But the roleplay will be open to all until I say otherwise, I'll edit the first post to reflect that.

I had some other faculty members, but I must not have saved their CS's, coulda sworn I did before RPG 1 went down. :/ I'll try and get 'em posted today

[RolePlayerRoxas]

All righty, here's what I've got.

Character sheet

Name/Nickname: Grizel Lyall

Race: Fauna

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Weapons/Equipment/Armor:
Spark Striker - A set of gauntlets that also come with retractable claws. Said claws can also be imbued with an electrical current to make those cuts sting a little more, or even ejected to stun a distant target, which requires extra electrical power.
The weapon itself isn't exactly flashy, but it perfectly suits Grizel's style of battle; just let the enemy tire themselves out by fighting defensively, and then strike mercilessly as they struggle to keep up. Grizel's physical strength, while remarkable in comparison to a 'normal' person, is also quite lacking when compared to most other Hunters, which she makes up for with a focus on speed and her evasive movements.

Semblance: N/A, at least for now.

Hobbies: Flaunting her status as a Fauna, acting in plays, sleeping during class, eating whenever she can, and beating up bigots.

Bio: When she was a child, the young Grizel was relatively sheltered by her parents; she know of the hatred for her kind, but had yet to experience it first-hand. Living near an expansive forest free of Grimm activity, she often spent most of her time alone, never venturing far from her small home. At least until one day, when she met a young girl who seemed to have gotten lost in the forest.

As this girl was a human, Grizel was hesitant to inform her parents, as they may just reject the girl's pleas and allow her to wander the forest alone, so Grizel opted to lead the girl as best she could towards the path leading to the nearby city. During this, Grizel and the girl questioned each other about their respective races, learning of each other and wondering exactly why they were supposed to hate each other. Eventually, the two found the path back to the city, coming across the girl's parents. They hurriedly left with their daughter, leaving the confused Grizel with rather biting comments.

Not too long after that, with the sudden appearance of a Grimm near their home, Grizel and her parents were forced to move into the city proper, and Grizel finally saw the full brunt of the ire for the Faunus. Were it not for meeting that little girl again, she may have come to detest humans for their attitude, but her friendship, even with the bullying that came with associating with Grizel, made her realise that kindness still existed, and hoped to spread it throughout everyone.

Opting to become a Hunter in the hopes that fighting for the sake of everyone would change people's minds, Grizel joined the academy. She keeps in touch with her friend, promising that, within their lifetime, she'd find a way to unite humans and faunus forever.

Personality: A girl that always seems to have something to smile about, Grizel is enthusiastic about the things she loves. Yes, even the sleeping thing. Despite her bright and cheerful disposition, she is not above goading bigots and bullies into fights in order to humiliate them, believing that this will help change their views on her kind. She is slow to actual anger, however, only becoming so when she comes across outright abuse and malicious hatred.

Normally, however, Grizel is quite kind and sociable, willing to help anyone in trouble and all that good stuff. She most definitely doesn't agree with White Fang's methods, although she does wonder if they're a cause worth supporting. She wants true peace and equality between the races, but has no idea how to properly achieve that. Thus, her working plan for now is to somehow beat the racism out of people as she work to become a renowned Huntress.

Finally, Grizel has an interest in cooking, despite possessing no real affinity for it. Years of practise has at least made her a passable cook, though she strives to perfect her abilities in this field.

Appearance: "I'm the cute little wolf~!"

Post Sample:
"We'll, I'm finally here. I made it into Beacon," murmured the brunette Faunus, barely audible over the scratching of pencil on paper. Propped on one elbow as she lay on her stomach, Grizel Lyall paid no heed to the hundreds of students in the hall around her, focusing on her letter to a dear friend.
"I saw a couple of other Faunus in the crowd, I guess you were right! I hope we can get along," she continued, her smile widening slightly, "and I hope we can show everyone that we're more than what they think we are. Besides, we're the way cuter race!"

Grizel continued to write in her letter, interrupted at one point with a yawn. She was going to need to sleep soon, and prepare for whatever was going to happen tomorrow. The Faunus hoped that her classes would prove fruitful; after all, if she was gonna be a top-class, world-changing Huntress, she'd need the greatest education around!

Stretching her arms above her head, Grizel suppressed another yawn, letting them drop to her head after a moment. She'd come a long way for this, and with any luck her work wouldn't be in vain...
She'd noticed a few people staring at her or other Faunus at some point. Not nearly as many people as she'd expected, though, so that was something. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad here? Well, only time would tell.

Placing the letter under her pillow, Grizel crawled under the bedsheets and huddled her knees to her chest, grinning with excitement as she closed her eyes. Already, she imaged herself revered as a hero that slew an army of giant, nigh-unstoppable Grimm single-handedly, bringing happiness and equality to everyone in the city, becoming a legendary hero...

And then her dreams devolved into giant cake battles.

[Nefarious Prime]

Looks pretty good, though it's coincidental, I've a faculty member who's a wolf Faunus with electric claws as well. XD And did you read all of da' rules? :P

[Lucius Cypher]

Ah, this brings back memories. Got space for one more Prime?

[RolePlayerRoxas]

Nefarious Prime said
Looks pretty good, though it's coincidental, I've a faculty member who's a wolf Faunus with electric claws as well. XD And did you read all of da' rules? :P

Wow, really? This can only mean... Um... Things. I guess? Should I change it up?

And yeah, I did. Then completely forgot to add The Word despite constantly reminding myself to do so and even having a section that coild naturally include it. Lolmemory and stuff.

[LimeyPanda]

Orion

<Orange>Name/Nickname: Orion Armstrong

Race: Faunus

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Weapons/Equipment/Armour:
Epsilon Delta- Orion’s weapon of choice is a Polearm. The blade is designed first and foremost to compliment the wielder’s considerable strength: giving thrusting and slicing outlets for the tremendous force that Orion can call to muster with his natural might and his soul-augmented semblance.

Epsilon Delta is primarily a Melee weapon. It's versatility allows for slashing and thrusting attacks to be combed together, as well as providing good reach. The weapon acts as the ideal outlet for Orion’s considerable strength, as Orion can abuse the reach of the weapon in order to crush his foes under a rain of steel and pain from a relatively safe distance.

Epsilon Delta has a ranged function: as he can transform the weapon into a repeater rifle. The weapon lacks any rapid fire functionality, and it’s power is sub-par in comparison to the power Orion can get from his Polearm.

Zeta Bracers –A pair of bracers designed to inhibit his otherwise uncontrolled Semblance.

Armour – Most of the time, Orion wears light metal armour over his normal clothing. He is more focused on staying light and being ready to strike in melee combat.

Semblance: Hunter’s Might – Orion’s Semblance is rather simplistic in that it is a raw boost of physical might. Orion’s aura allows him to give an explosive boost to his muscle’s power output tenfold.

Orion’s Semblance is rather fitting because it allows him to augment his already superb physical strength into something truly incredible. The catch is that Orion cannot control his Semblance without the use of his Zeta Bracers, a gift from his adopted mother. With them, Orion can limit his strength: without them, Orion could accidently cause a great deal of harm.

Hobbies: Orion’s main love is drawing. He is a generally solitary individual, but he loves to draw things in his down time. Orion spends a lot of time sleeping or relaxing, and although not a hobby, Orion has a noted sweet-tooth, and has developed some considerable skills in cooking and baking. He takes great pride in his cookies.

Bio: An Ursine Faunus, Orion never knew his parents and it is assumed they are dead due to the circumstances of how Orion met his adoptive mother and gained his name.

Orion was found alongside an abandoned caravan inside a Grimm infested forest. The caravan was devoid of bodies and the babe that would become Orion was left to fend for itself in the forest. He would have died that day, were it not for the intervention of a Huntress. The Huntress slew the Grimm and found Orion alone, cold and not even a month of age. Even from his tiny age, the second pair of ears atop his head gave him away as a Faunus: yet the Huntress took him in anyway.

Without a family of his own, the Faunus cub was adopted by the Huntress and given the name ‘Orion.’ The woman cared for Orion and taught him a great deal of things: yet the boy was not oblivious to his heritage and thus, knew that the woman who cared for him and who he cared for deeply was not his mother. It left sadness in his heart that he never got to know his parents; one that remains unfilled to this day.

Soon enough, Orion’s incredible Semblance came to the fore, and it became rapidly clear that Orion would likely live up to his namesake. At first, his Semblance was useful and reasonably controllable: yet one incident at a Signal academy led many to discriminate against him as a ‘monster’ due to his Semblance enhanced strength and his obvious Faunus appearance.

Despite the prejudice, Orion shrugged it off and graduated highly in the Signal academy. His grades were good, his weapon crafting was fantastic and his actual combat scores were top of the class. He was quickly offered a place in Beacon, yet he asked for a year’s leave of absence. When questioned by his adoptive mother: he said he wanted to go travelling. She agreed reluctantly, and Orion fell off the radar for a year.

Many crazy happenstances occurred in his year out of education. Most of them were personal developments, but none topped the attack on Beacon. Orion reapplied for a place at the shaken Beacon, and was accepted into it: fully aware that he was in for a hell of an education. Oddly enough, Orion rarely speaks of his actions in the year off: even his adoptive mother remaining in the dark about it.

Personality: Orion is a generally introverted man, in that he would rather spend time with his pencils and paper than striking up conversations with strangers. He can appear to be fierce and difficult to approach, due to his impressive physicality and near-constant scowl, yet the truth is that Orion is nothing more than a friendly individual with a bit of a smart-ass attitude and no patience for people that he thinks are rude.

Orion rarely attempts to make friends, but those he does make are deeply precious to him. When he is in a social mood, Orion will often offer whatever sweet food he has on his person: be they sweets, chocolate or cookies. The quickest way into Orion’s good books is through his stomach, as his sweet-tooth is easy to manipulate.

Orion has very little patience for people he thinks are rude, cruel or unjust. He was known in Signal for being an unflinching defender of the bullied: and has gone into fights five against one to protect people.

Appearance: Orion is an extraordinarily large man. Standing at just under Seven feet tall: Orion has groaned more than once at the joke of being ‘a bear of a man.’ Orion has a well-defined physical form: with a strong jawline, brown stubble that matches the colour of his rough mane of hair, and powerful muscles. Orion’s eyes are a deep emerald green colour and are one of his most defining facial features. His nose is normal size with a slightly pronounced bridge, and his human ears are small.

Orion has a number of Faunus features, all of them Ursine in origin. The most prominent is a pair of rounded bear ears that sit at the top his head. These ears are generally hidden by a hat of some sort, generally his favourite orange beanie hat. Other Ursine features include his abnormal size and strength, a small bear tail that he keeps hidden in clothing, and sharp ursine fangs that only really become obvious when he smiles. Orion doesn’t hide his features religiously, but nor does he make a show of them; they are simply there.

Orion generally wears a loose top and a pair of comfortable jeans, covered by the plates of armour that many a male Hunter would wear. He focuses less on style and more on comfort and ease of movement.

Post Sample:
Two sounds filled Orion’s room: the sound of a pencil gliding gently against the taught paper, and the sound of slow, savouring, crunchy chewing. The hunter-in-training was, as per normal, doing his own thing: that being a day of drawing and eating things that were far too sweet for his own good. Today, Orion’s food of choice seemed to be an apple; juicy and crispy and noisy as all heck. If he was in a private place, the noise of the Ursine’s slow mastication would probably be distracting; but in the public space of one of Beacon’s many gardens? His noise was nothing compared to the noise of the world.

Orion felt certain calm as he simply drew whatever came to his mind. He’d already doodled four drawings in the space of a dozen minutes. Nothing special, of course: a caricature of a teacher, ridiculous and unrealistic; a bright landscape with a single tree, almost obscured by the sun; another person, this time a Faunus with bunny ears, less of a caricature now and more of a flash-portrait…

Then there was the picture he’d just imagined up: A forest full of Grimm, surrounding the broken shards of a carriage, preparing to strike some poor, unsuspecting creature down. The soulless beasts prepared to strike: and a single figure standing in the centre of the picture. It was clear who this person was: the hero, the protagonist, the trustworthy one, the individual who wouldn’t abandon a child.

The Hunter.

Orion looked up from the sketch, hearing some strange commotion. The Faunus he’d drawn before was being surrounded by three humans. One flicked at her ears, much to the poor girl’s discomfort. It was clear what was going on, Orion had witnessed it far too much in his short lifetime. He looked down at the picture: at the hero whose back looked so big and dependable. Orion clicked his knuckles against his palm as he walked towards the assailants.

Time for the Hunter-in-training to play the Hero.

[Demous]

Hey prime did you post the email?

[TheRedTail]

Hey, nice to see everyone again. If there's room I'd love join in.

Oh, and for those of you who were in the one on the old site I was Talonkid13 over there. Had been meaning to change my name on there for a long time just didn't ever really get round to it. I'll write up a cs and post it soon enough.

[Sixsmith]

Is there still room in this? o_o

[Dusk]

My question is the same as Hae's.

Also, hi Hae.

[ERode]

So...many...frickin'...Faunus...must...resist...urge...to...make...racist....

Might join, but I'm not feeling much RWBY now, cause in retrospect, it was pretty mediocre....

[Reaper]

Interested as well, and I've actually planned an entire team of OC's for RWBY so I'd like to use one of them :3

[Sixsmith]

I was like, "Who are you?"

And then I saw your signature. >_> <_<

Lawl, aloha, Fallout. :D It's been... like a month? Sorry I dropped off the face of the earth. ._. I kinda got lost in my bed and spent most of my days sleeping during the end of my Winter Break... heh. I also lost my copy of KH2 and now I'm super depressed because it was my favorite of the series.

ALSO HAVE YOU SEEN THE RECENT EPISODES OF "AGENTS OF SHIELD"?!??!?!?!?!??!?!!!?!??!?!??!?!??!?!!??!?!??!?!??!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??

And I'm working on a CS, just to get this particular post back on topic. >_> Also, your face is mediocre! Not really, I just enjoy it cause of the action and reference to fairy tales and legends, in all honesty. It's that easy to pique my interest, but it's not a bad thing to have a wide array of things that interest you, is there? Even if sometimes the excuse is because it's pretty to look at. >_>

[Dusk]

I haven't watched any shows for weeks ._. I'm that lazy. Soon, though...but hey! Glad to know you didn't explode. I have the same feels about KH 2 doe..

I'm gonna work on a sheet after midterms tomorrow. It shall be done.

[Bornlucky]

I'm interested! Is there room still?

[22ice22]

Extremely interested.
Also, how do I go about submitting my character to be passed off on for gameplay?

[Minder]

I'd be interested in this as well, although my main RWBY OC is a faunus (dragon faunus, to be exact) and you seem to have a lot of them already XD

[Reaper]

Yes... A lot of faunus in a school in a racist setting ... @.@ (Part of the reason why I didn't have any Faunus OCs)

[The Irish Tree]

Not sure if this is still open...But I refuse to let Tarkus die either way! VIVA LA GUNHAMMER!