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《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

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Chari breathed a sigh of relief as she exited the transport airship, breathing in the fresh and unfiltered air. She protested every time Lily dragged her onto one of those flying metal coffins. The view, if anything, made up for it as what laid out before her was something right out of the fairy tales her mother used to read to her. A tall, shimmering castle with an elegant courtyard decorated with carved pillars and carefully trimmed foliage. The whole scene felt like was laid out entirely for her despite the crowd that surrounded her. There were so many faces that she didn't recognize but it didn't bother her as she flowed wit the crowd. It was easier when they were just a faceless mob.

She wore a sleeveless black, formal coat that hugged her arms and chest but loosened up around the wrists and waist. The trim of the coat was lined with white fur-like material. Its length ended around mid-thigh, where it revealed a pair of simple dress pants that were one shade lighter than her coat. Her footwear was a pair of black leather combat boots with silver accents. The only color in her entire outfit were her eyes that purposefully avoided making eye-contact with anyone for too long. Her suitcase was not as large as some of the others as she took the time to meticulously select everything she brought. Lily had tried to sneak a few extra items that were easily discovered. It did come as a small comfort to see a few other Faunus among the new arrivals. A small glimmer of hope rose in her that perhaps the issues of old world hadn't come to Beacon's gates.

Chari left her luggage with the man that came around collecting it from everyone, offering a simple nod and smile as thanks. It was strange to the point of uncomfortable to have such a service provided to her. She quickly glanced back over her shoulder as she entered through the main gates, a remnant of a old habit, before moving farther into the main hall. The inside was somehow even more impressive than its exterior and Chari could barely form a thought as her eyes wandered from wall to wall. They stopped immediately upon seeing the man clad in armor standing up on the pedestal in front. For a moment, she didn't believe what she was seeing. He looked like a real knight! It was only he began speaking did she acknowledge that he was indeed real. While other might have found his speech boring, Chari hung on every word he spoke and more ready then ever to start her training as a huntress.

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Chari sat crossed-legged on her sleeping bag as he held a sketch pad in her lap, dressed in a black long-sleeve shirt with white buttons and trimming with a pair of black pajama pants. Her cheek was firmly pressed against a small flashlight on her shoulder as her hand moved a pencil across the currently blank page. The image of Beacon Academy as she stepped off the dropship was something she couldn't get out of her mind so she decided to put it on paper. It also help eased the stress and worry about tomorrow. This was her one shot to make her mark on the world by helping those that need it the most.

It was proving impossible to sleep despite her going a little overboard when it came to the feast. Perhaps it wasn't the best word for it, but she had never smelled so much delicious food in one place before. Questions upon questions danced around her mind like a chaotic ballet but as the scene on her sketch pad developed, the questions soon faded. There were so many people in the hall that the silence was almost disturbing. It was...quiet here. No acidic smells from noxious fumes or the mixed screams of a busy nightlife. It was so quiet that she felt her ear twitch at the slightest disturbance of this strange peace. The so-called 'calm before the storm' perhaps?

As the minutes went past, the movement of her hand began to slow and her lines started to deviate. It was the first time she would be falling asleep next to complete strangers and she was more than hesitant. However, she couldn't afford to be exhausted tomorrow. Reluctantly, she set her sketch pad and pencil aside and crawled into her sleeping bag. Beacon Academy had to be the safest place in the world anyway, right? Even so, all she seemed to be able to do for now is stare through the large window at the night sky.

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《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Chari Giewont(Updated)

Basic Info __________________________________________________________ Name: Chari Giewont Chari = Charcoal (Black) Giewont = Burial place of King Bolesaw and his knights Alias: N/A Age: 17 Gender: Female Sexuality: Undecided Kingdom of Origin: Atlas Allusion: King Bolesaw, Polish King Arthur Motivation: To protect those that cannot protect themselves.

Appearance __________________________________________________________ Race: Faunus Eye Color: Blue, Redish-pink heterocrhomia Hair Color: Jet black w/ patches of white Weight: 135 lbs / 61.2 kg Height: 5' 5" / 165.1 cm Complexion: Fair Body Physique: Lean, Muscular Detailed Chari stands at a modest 5'5" with very long, black hair that accented with white patches. She is exceptionally fit as her tone physique and muscles will attest to. Chari weighs nearly 135 pounds and is on the rather slim size. Her hair is often left in what most would call a controlled mess and she detests anyone touching it. Similar to her views regarding her hair, Chair wears little to no makeup as she never had the money for such things growing up and as such doesn't see the appeal. This extends to her choice of fashion as she prefers to wear practical/functional clothing and strongly avoids colorful outfits. Chari has heterochromia which, combined with their intense colors, often makes her the receiving end of unwanted stares on top of her status as a Faunus. She, however, never hides her identity as a Faunus so her black, white-trimmed ears and tail are always on display.

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Semblance: Kinetic Release __________________________________________________________ Cinna's body absorbs a portion of force of anything that strikes her and doubles it, storing it for later release. She can use this stored energy for making her own strikes harder or release it in a large area attack that pushes back foes. Recently she has figured out how to send this energy directly through her legs, allowing her to increase her speed greatly in short bursts. The explosive nature of her semblance has forced her to stay very fit. The kinetic energy naturally fades with time and is only absorbed at her will.

Weapon: Sovereign Right __________________________________________________________ A large lance fitted with small boosters for increased striking power, the front tip of the weapon retracts and fold away to reveal a Gatling gun hidden within. Different canisters of dust can be stored in the weapon to affect the qualities of its projectiles. Despite the potential heavy firepower, Chari has yet to utilize this aspect of her weapon in a fight. Its framework also allows for the weapons to be swung like a mace for blunt-force damage. When not in combat, the weapon compacts into a much smaller design to make it easier to travel with.

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Personality

Likes __________________________________________________________ Drawing Rock Music Running Strawberries Milk Chocolate Busy Work Learning new things Swimming Dancing Silver Jewerly Museums Dresses	Dislikes __________________________________________________________ Hateful people Hypocrites Dresses Tail/ears being touched Surprises Too much attention Compliments

Chari is usually wary and often distrustful of new people until she gets to know them. People are often thrown off by her stoic expression matched with taking time to choose each word she speaks carefully, which contrasts greatly with her combat style. Due to her unique eyes and openly displayed Faunus features, she is used to drawing attention to herself and is more than content working in a large crowd. Chari's normally reserved natural is quickly discarded when anyone insults her status as a Faunus or as a future huntress. This has more often than not worked against her.

She does her best to keep herself busy whether it is with chores, training, drawing, or general exercise. Slowing down or taking a break just isn't in her agenda to the point staying idle for too long is unbearable. Despite her standoffish attitude, she is the first to jump in whenever someone needs help normally without saying much of anything. The few friends she made at Signal Academy have found that Chari responds really well to humor and warms up easier to people that use it. Her desire to protect others pushes her to the forefront of any engagement and is more than willing to take a few hits for another thanks to her semblance.

While her motivation is to protect those who cannot protect themselves, Chari does not possess a positive outlook on the world as a whole. Disillusioned with the actions of the White Fang and resentful of the treatment of her father at the hands of the Astor Dust Company, she believes everyone is out for themselves until proven otherwise. Even so, she will often respond to people that greet her or ask a question before quickly moving on.

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Biography

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Chari's tale started in one of the many ghettos in Mantle, born to Verdan and Aster Giewont. She had to fight for her life from the very beginning as complications regarding her birth did not put her at good odds for survival. Life for most Faunus in Mantle is one of uncertainty, prejudice, and poverty to which the Giewonts were no exception. It was rare for Chari to see her father during the day as he worked at one of the many Astor factories so she was almost entirely raised by her mother. The few memories she does hold of her father are typically recalled with a smile. However, it soon became necessary for her mother to seek whatever work she could find to help support the family.

Everyday had its fair share of struggles and Chari found herself more and more on the streets instead of at home. It was here she learned how to survive, using cunning and wit to account for her lack in size. Overtime she grew more and more discontent with her family's situation and the Faunus's as a whole. With the White Fang propaganda that flowed through the alleys, she was considered leaving her family to join in their fight against all the injustices of the world. That was until one fateful day.

Her father had worked to save up a little money to take the whole family on train ride around the Kingdom of Atlas in the economy section of the train. Chari's face was glued to the window the whole time watching the world speed by, forgetting for a moment the squalor she lived in and the harsh realities of the world. Up until then, the Grimm seemed like nothing more than another fairy tale meant to scare small children. Up until then, she admired the White Fang for doing what it takes to end their discrimination. That all ended that day. The train raced above the snow-covered land that looked like a winter wonderland. The peaceful view was soon ruined as an explosion blew apart the track in front of them, sending the train hurtling into a massive snow bank below.

White Fang dropships arrived and she thought that they were there to save them. Instead, they searched the train until they found some kind of official she doesn't really recall. Fear soon descended on the passengers still conscious. Despite her best efforts, her parents were not part of them. Something suddenly caused all the White Fang to board their ships and leave. It was long before she discovered what. Grimm. It was the first time she had ever seen such monsters in person and it was near impossible not to feel afraid. They tore through the train and its passengers. As much as she tried, she could not pull one of her parents away let alone both. It was then her father managed to open his eyes and looked around in confusion. Seeing the situation, he simply instructed her to leave them, stay calm, and hide.

Reluctantly, she did as she was told. What happens next is something that haunts her to this day and will never stop haunting her. When it all seemed hopeless, a group of huntsmen came to her rescue. Chari doesn't quite remember all the details but it was then that her semblance had awaken and she slipped into a kind trance. The survivors from the incident were few, and there was no other family that could take care of her. The leader of the huntsmen, a woman by the name of Lily Gallant, took her in unwilling to let another tragedy follow.

The huntress took her into her home in Vale, away from the vile environment she had been living in. Lily began instructing Chari on how to become a huntress upon her insistent requests and enrolled her in Signal Academy once she was old enough to attend. It was during this time that she started expressing her interest in art starting with crude sketches to the impressive works she produces today. This was the influence of her new guardian who attempted to soothe her previous trauma with something expressive that did not involve combat. It was also Lily's influence to incorporate the gatling-gun and dust chambers in her weapon, despite Chari's initial rejection of the idea. The lance-like design of her weapon was inspired by the tales of knights and their code of chivalry.

As Chari came into her own, Lily decided it was time for her to apply for Beacon Academy. It was the best day of Chari's life when she was accepted. At last she might finally be able to make an difference in the world. Prevent tragedies like the one that befell her.

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Chari Giewont(Updated)

Basic Info __________________________________________________________ Name: Chari Giewont Chari = Charcoal (Black) Giewont = Burial place of King Bolesaw and his knights Alias: N/A Age: 17 Gender: Female Sexuality: Undecided Kingdom of Origin: Atlas Allusion: King Bolesaw, Polish King Arthur Motivation: To protect those that cannot protect themselves.

Appearance __________________________________________________________ Race: Faunus Eye Color: Blue, Redish-pink heterocrhomia Hair Color: Jet black w/ patches of white Weight: 135 lbs / 61.2 kg Height: 5' 5" / 165.1 cm Complexion: Fair Body Physique: Lean, Muscular Detailed Chari stands at a modest 5'5" with very long, black hair that accented with white patches. She is exceptionally fit as her tone physique and muscles will attest to. Chari weighs nearly 135 pounds and is on the rather slim size. Her hair is often left in what most would call a controlled mess and she detests anyone touching it. Similar to her views regarding her hair, Chair wears little to no makeup as she never had the money for such things growing up and as such doesn't see the appeal. This extends to her choice of fashion as she prefers to wear practical/functional clothing and strongly avoids colorful outfits. Chari has heterochromia which, combined with their intense colors, often makes her the receiving end of unwanted stares on top of her status as a Faunus. She, however, never hides her identity as a Faunus so her black, white-trimmed ears and tail are always on display.

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Semblance: Kinetic Release __________________________________________________________ Cinna's body absorbs a portion of force of anything that strikes her and doubles it, storing it for later release. She can use this stored energy for making her own strikes harder or release it in a large area attack that pushes back foes. Recently she has figured out how to send this energy directly through her legs, allowing her to increase her speed greatly in short bursts. The explosive nature of her semblance has forced her to stay very fit. The kinetic energy naturally fades with time and is only absorbed at her will.

Weapon: Sovereign Right __________________________________________________________ A large lance fitted with small boosters for increased striking power, the front tip of the weapon retracts and fold away to reveal a Gatling gun hidden within. Different canisters of dust can be stored in the weapon to affect the qualities of its projectiles. Despite the potential heavy firepower, Chari has yet to utilize this aspect of her weapon in a fight. Its framework also allows for the weapons to be swung like a mace for blunt-force damage. When not in combat, the weapon compacts into a much smaller design to make it easier to travel with.

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Personality

Likes __________________________________________________________ Drawing Rock Music Running Strawberries Milk Chocolate Busy Work Learning new things Swimming Dancing Silver Jewerly Museums Dresses	Dislikes __________________________________________________________ Hateful people Hypocrites Dresses Tail/ears being touched Surprises Too much attention Compliments

Chari is usually wary and often distrustful of new people until she gets to know them. People are often thrown off by her stoic expression matched with taking time to choose each word she speaks carefully, which contrasts greatly with her combat style. Due to her unique eyes and openly displayed Faunus features, she is used to drawing attention to herself and is more than content working in a large crowd. Chari's normally reserved natural is quickly discarded when anyone insults her status as a Faunus or as a future huntress. This has more often than not worked against her.

She does her best to keep herself busy whether it is with chores, training, drawing, or general exercise. Slowing down or taking a break just isn't in her agenda to the point staying idle for too long is unbearable. Despite her standoffish attitude, she is the first to jump in whenever someone needs help normally without saying much of anything. The few friends she made at Signal Academy have found that Chari responds really well to humor and warms up easier to people that use it. Her desire to protect others pushes her to the forefront of any engagement and is more than willing to take a few hits for another thanks to her semblance.

While her motivation is to protect those who cannot protect themselves, Chari does not possess a positive outlook on the world as a whole. Disillusioned with the actions of the White Fang and resentful of the treatment of her father at the hands of the Astor Dust Company, she believes everyone is out for themselves until proven otherwise. Even so, she will often respond to people that greet her or ask a question before quickly moving on.

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Biography

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Chari's tale started in one of the many ghettos in Mantle, born to Verdan and Aster Giewont. She had to fight for her life from the very beginning as complications regarding her birth did not put her at good odds for survival. Life for most Faunus in Mantle is one of uncertainty, prejudice, and poverty to which the Giewonts were no exception. It was rare for Chari to see her father during the day as he worked at one of the many Astor factories so she was almost entirely raised by her mother. The few memories she does hold of her father are typically recalled with a smile. However, it soon became necessary for her mother to seek whatever work she could find to help support the family.

Everyday had its fair share of struggles and Chari found herself more and more on the streets instead of at home. It was here she learned how to survive, using cunning and wit to account for her lack in size. Overtime she grew more and more discontent with her family's situation and the Faunus's as a whole. With the White Fang propaganda that flowed through the alleys, she was considered leaving her family to join in their fight against all the injustices of the world. That was until one fateful day.

Her father had worked to save up a little money to take the whole family on train ride around the Kingdom of Atlas in the economy section of the train. Chari's face was glued to the window the whole time watching the world speed by, forgetting for a moment the squalor she lived in and the harsh realities of the world. Up until then, the Grimm seemed like nothing more than another fairy tale meant to scare small children. Up until then, she admired the White Fang for doing what it takes to end their discrimination. That all ended that day. The train raced above the snow-covered land that looked like a winter wonderland. The peaceful view was soon ruined as an explosion blew apart the track in front of them, sending the train hurtling into a massive snow bank below.

White Fang dropships arrived and she thought that they were there to save them. Instead, they searched the train until they found some kind of official she doesn't really recall. Fear soon descended on the passengers still conscious. Despite her best efforts, her parents were not part of them. Something suddenly caused all the White Fang to board their ships and leave. It was long before she discovered what. Grimm. It was the first time she had ever seen such monsters in person and it was near impossible not to feel afraid. They tore through the train and its passengers. As much as she tried, she could not pull one of her parents away let alone both. It was then her father managed to open his eyes and looked around in confusion. Seeing the situation, he simply instructed her to leave them, stay calm, and hide.

Reluctantly, she did as she was told. What happens next is something that haunts her to this day and will never stop haunting her. When it all seemed hopeless, a group of huntsmen came to her rescue. Chari doesn't quite remember all the details but it was then that her semblance had awaken and she slipped into a kind trance. The survivors from the incident were few, and there was no other family that could take care of her. The leader of the huntsmen, a woman by the name of Lily Gallant, took her in unwilling to let another tragedy follow.

The huntress took her into her home in Vale, away from the vile environment she had been living in. Lily began instructing Chari on how to become a huntress upon her insistent requests and enrolled her in Signal Academy once she was old enough to attend. It was during this time that she started expressing her interest in art starting with crude sketches to the impressive works she produces today. This was the influence of her new guardian who attempted to soothe her previous trauma with something expressive that did not involve combat. It was also Lily's influence to incorporate the gatling-gun and dust chambers in her weapon, despite Chari's initial rejection of the idea. The lance-like design of her weapon was inspired by the tales of knights and their code of chivalry.

As Chari came into her own, Lily decided it was time for her to apply for Beacon Academy. It was the best day of Chari's life when she was accepted. At last she might finally be able to make an difference in the world. Prevent tragedies like the one that befell her.

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《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

I'm about half done with my CS

Ithradine's Character Storage

Chari Giewont(Updated)

Basic Info __________________________________________________________ Name: Chari Giewont Chari = Charcoal (Black) Giewont = Burial place of King Bolesaw and his knights Alias: N/A Age: 17 Gender: Female Sexuality: Undecided Kingdom of Origin: Atlas Allusion: King Bolesaw Motivation: To protect those that cannot protect themselves.

Appearance __________________________________________________________ Race: Faunus Eye Color: Blue, Redish-pink heterocrhomia Hair Color: Jet black w/ patches of white Weight: 135 lbs / 73 kg Height: 5' 5" / 180.3 cm Complexion: Fair Body Physique: Lean, Muscular Detailed Chari stands at a modest 5'5" with very long, black hair that accented with white patches. She is exceptionally fit as her tone physique and muscles will attest to. Chari weighs nearly 135 pounds and is on the rather slim size. Her hair is often left in what most would call a controlled mess and she detests anyone touching it. Similar to her views regarding her hair, Chair wears little to no makeup as she never had the money for such things growing up and as such doesn't see the appeal. This extends to her choice of fashion as she prefers to wear practical/functional clothing and strongly avoids colorful outfits. Chari has heterochromia which, combined with their intense colors, often makes her the receiving end of unwanted stares on top of her status as a Faunus. She, however, never hides her identity as a Faunus so her black, white-trimmed ears and tail are always on display.

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Semblance: Kinetic Release __________________________________________________________ Cinna's body absorbs a portion of force of anything that strikes her and doubles it, storing it for later release. She can use this stored energy for making her own strikes harder or release it in a large area attack that pushes back foes. Recently she has figured out how to send this energy directly through her legs, allowing her to increase her speed greatly in short bursts. The explosive nature of her semblance has forced her to stay very fit. The kinetic energy naturally fades with time and is only absorbed at her will.

Weapon: Sovereign Right __________________________________________________________ A large lance fitted with small boosters for increased striking power, the front tip of the weapon retracts and fold away to reveal a Gatling gun hidden within. Different canisters of dust can be stored in the weapon to affect the qualities of its projectiles. Despite the potential heavy firepower, Chari has yet to utilize this aspect of her weapon in a fight. Its framework also allows for the weapons to be swung like a mace for blunt-force damage. When not in combat, the weapon compacts into a much smaller design to make it easier to travel with.

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Personality

Likes __________________________________________________________ Drawing Rock Music Running Strawberries Milk Chocolate Busy Work Learning new things Swimming Dancing Silver Jewerly Museums	Dislikes __________________________________________________________ Hateful people Hypocrites Dresses Tail/ears being touched Surprises Too much attention Compliments

Chari is usually wary and often distrustful of new people until she gets to know them. People are often thrown off by her stoic expression matched with taking time to choose each word she speaks carefully, which contrasts greatly with her combat style. Due to her unique eyes and openly displayed Faunus features, she is used to drawing attention to herself and is more than content working in a large crowd. Chari's normally reserved natural is quickly discarded when anyone insults her status as a Faunus or as a future huntress. This has more often than not worked against her.

She does her best to keep herself busy whether it is with chores, training, drawing, or general exercise. Slowing down or taking a break just isn't in her agenda to the point staying idle for too long is unbearable. Despite her standoffish attitude, she is the first to jump in whenever someone needs help normally without saying much of anything. The few friends she made at Signal Academy have found that Chari responds really well to humor and warms up easier to people that use it. Her desire to protect others pushes her to the forefront of any engagement and is more than willing to take a few hits for another thanks to her semblance.

While her motivation is to protect those who cannot protect themselves, Chari does not possess a positive outlook on the world as a whole. Disillusioned with the actions of the White Fang and resentful of the treatment of her father at the hands of the Astor Dust Company, she believes everyone is out for themselves until proven otherwise. Even so, she will often respond to people that greet her or ask a question before quickly moving on.

Biography

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Chari's tale started in one of the many ghettos in Mantle, born to Verdan and Aster Giewont. She had to fight for her life from the very beginning as complications regarding her birth did not put her at good odds for survival. Life for most Faunus in Mantle is one of uncertainty, prejudice, and poverty to which the Giewonts were no exception. It was rare for Chari to see her father during the day as he worked at one of the many Astor factories so she was almost entirely raised by her mother. The few memories she does hold of her father are typically recalled with a smile. However, it soon became necessary for her mother to seek whatever work she could find to help support the family.

Everyday had its fair share of struggles and Chari found herself more and more on the streets instead of at home. It was here she learned how to survive, using cunning and wit to account for her lack in size. Overtime she grew more and more discontent with her family's situation and the Faunus's as a whole. With the White Fang propaganda that flowed through the alleys, she was considered leaving her family to join in their fight against all the injustices of the world. That was until one fateful day.

Her father had worked to save up a little money to take the whole family on train ride around the Kingdom of Atlas in the economy section of the train. Chari's face was glued to the window the whole time watching the world speed by, forgetting for a moment the squalor she lived in and the harsh realities of the world. Up until then, the Grimm seemed like nothing more than another fairy tale meant to scare small children. Up until then, she admired the White Fang for doing what it takes to end their discrimination. That all ended that day. The train raced above the snow-covered land that looked like a winter wonderland. The peaceful view was soon ruined as an explosion blew apart the track in front of them, sending the train hurtling into a massive snow bank below.

White Fang dropships arrived and she thought that they were there to save them. Instead, they searched the train until they found some kind of official she doesn't really recall. Fear soon descended on the passengers still conscious. Despite her best efforts, her parents were not part of them. Something suddenly caused all the White Fang to board their ships and leave. It was long before she discovered what. Grimm. It was the first time she had ever seen such monsters in person and it was near impossible not to feel afraid. They tore through the train and its passengers. As much as she tried, she could not pull one of her parents away let alone both. It was then her father managed to open his eyes and looked around in confusion. Seeing the situation, he simply instructed her to leave them, stay calm, and hide.

Reluctantly, she did as she was told. What happens next is something that haunts her to this day and will never stop haunting her. When it all seemed hopeless, a group of huntsmen came to her rescue. Chari doesn't quite remember all the details but it was then that her semblance had awaken and she slipped into a kind trance. The survivors from the incident were few, and there was no other family that could take care of her. The leader of the huntsmen, a woman by the name of Lily Gallant, took her in unwilling to let another tragedy follow.

The huntress took her into her home in Vale, away from the vile environment she had been living in. Lily began instructing Chari on how to become a huntress upon her insistent requests and enrolled her in Signal Academy once she was old enough to attend. It was during this time that she started expressing her interest in art starting with crude sketchings to the impressive works she produces today. This was the influence of her new guardian who attempted to soothe her previous trauma with something expressive that did not involve combat. It was also Lily's influence to incorporate the gatling gun and dust chambers in her weapon, despite Chari's initial rejection of the idea. The lance-like design of her weapon was inspired by the tales of knights and their code of chivalry.

As Chari came into her own, Lily decided it was time for her to apply for Beacon Academy. It was the best day of Chari's life when she was accepted. At last she might finally be able to make an difference in the world. Prevent tragedies like the one that befell her.

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Should I post a CS here to apply?

Self-Replicating Factory (Ithradine's Testing Grounds)

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It is a time of celebration for you and your fellow adventurers. Your time in the continent's most prestigious adventuring school, Invictus Academy, has come to an end. Three years of intensive training and education have finally come to a close and your are ready to start the next chapter of your adventuring career. As the newest adventurers in the guild, it is standard to work under on of the guild's veterans. Due to the ratio of new adventurers to veterans, it's normal for a veteran to have multiple pledges. The goal of this system is to improve the life expectancy of new adventurers while expanding their teamwork in a party.

You will be under the leadership of Arton Yule, a Draeni shieldmaster famous for his unyielding endurance and indomitable will. Your journey will begin in the human kingdom of Crux-Redentor, the birthplace of the paladin order.

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XCOM: Humanity's Rise

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Helene spent the entirety of the shuttle ride to the Bronzebeard in silence staring out into the window with a stern, but determined look in her lavender eyes. The captain's words about being free to whatever they wanted elicited a short laugh. Sparing room, shooting range, practice sims...that was all she cared about doing on the ride there. The team drills was something she was excited for, show that jackass of a corporal a thing or two. With her elbow on the against the window and her head cradled in her hand, she looked out into the stars and back at Mars. This was to ensure humanity's future amongst the stars. This was to show the aliens' how wrong they were to target Earth.

Helene followed after the corporal with head straight forward despite her desires to look around and took her place in the line-up, making micro-adjustments to her posture to ensure it was perfect. Her eyes darted side to side as she examined the other squads, noting their wider variety of personnel and equipment. It seemed like Ox Squad's had a more, defined purpose. The over-bearing presence of silence was impossible to ignore and it always indicated someone rather important was about to speak. When it is revealed just who that is, Helene feels her heart skip a beat for a moment.

Her body is like a frozen statue as she focuses on the words being spoken by the Brigadier General, an overwhelming pride in herself and humanity taking over her. Pride in knowing that it has been part of the Weisser duty to protect Earth and all of Humanity from this alien threat. A future that was won by soldiers like her grandfather and will continue to be fought for by people like her and her older brother. Her eyes wide as if finally snapping back to life as the Brigadier General draws attention to Ox squad, to her. The importance and seriousness of her new squad's mission hitting her just then. While she remained in her statuesque posture, the tips of her fingers began to twitch in long intervals. Being the center of attention always uneasy.

Helene shoulders lowered as she relaxed, walking behind the Captain and taking in all the sights she could see. This was all that she had been working hard for and more. At last she could finally take the torch from her grandfather's hands and carry it properly into battle. To ensure that everything he fought for wouldn't be lost ever again. She took a few minutes to take in the sight of the barracks as she stepped carefully into it, as if she was some intruder "Understood, Captain. You won't have to worry about a thing." Helene replied confidently, though as she glanced over at the corporal the embers of her anger with him reignited. She quickly went about unloading her things and claiming a bed, using the menial work to take her mind off his words and those images.

Having worked quickly, she was nearly done when she heard the Captain called for her. Helene promptly dropped what she was doing and stepped into his office. Her expression was blank save for the twitching of left brow. Was she going to hear yet another personalized lecture? Helene looked forward standing with her hands behind her back, firm and unwavering. She gazed at him suspiciously, hesitating for a couple moment wondering if it was appropriate to speak her mind "Sir, Corporal Renser's targeting of myself was grossly uncalled for." Helene began, her voice formal as if giving a report "Ria...*ahem* Specialist Blackwell failed to understand what XCOM stands for. XCOM is not about one person's interests, it is about protecting Humanity! I have worked twice as hard as anyone just so that I can be worthy of the same patch my grandfather once wore, not just because we bear the same name." Her eyes flickered and widened realizing that her cool, monotone voice had gotten heated and she let out a small cough "Good soldiers follow orders and trust in their squadmates. That is all I have to say, Captain." Even though she considered the Corporal an asshole, she didn't believe in badmouthing superiors. Military doctrine was her code and being in XCOM was her way of connecting to the man once faced a seemingly unbeatable enemy and came out on top.

Ember Grove - Reboot

Time: Afternoon
Location: Ember Grove Mall
Interaction:@princess - Emelie
Mentions:@13org = Ylva
Jams:

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Lucius had just entered the mall after taking care of a couple of chores. The walk with Emelie and Ylva was surprisingly uneventful as he unfortunately did not find an opportunity to reveal more of his true-self. One front at a time. The hour was nearing and his followers were putting on the final touches and getting into positions. His eyes swept through the crowd, spotting familiar faces every so often. Speaking of which, Lucius spotted what appeared to be Emelie sitting across the way. A brief glance at the watch on his wrist and he shrugged. Now it was a matter of flipping through the various spells in his head.

His shoulders dropped, his steps slowed, and he beamed brightly as he finally moved into her sightline "Millie? Didn't expect to see you so soon again!" He enthusiastically said, still bearing his Luke persona though its time was running out by the minute "Mind if sit next to you?" The voice was polite, but Lucius did not wait for even a moment for a response. With a few inches between them, Lucius inhaled deeply looking out towards the crowd and not once at her "Luna tacet." He turned his head towards her "A bit of an outdated spell, but it should keep our conversation to ourselves." Every word dropped in tone and lost its previous owner's luster "I had wanted to talk more earlier, but the little puppy wanted to play as well." A light chuckle left his mouth.

Lucius has had a small number of 'apprentices', enough to count on his hands, through his life. Their lives tended to be volatile, but their services have been incredibly valuable during that time. The political climate of Ember Grove was deteriorating, and fast, even without his direct intervention. Emelie had drawn his interest enough that he considered her a possible candidate. If anything, it was interesting to see what these new witches could do with his knowledge. Routine is the enemy of progress after all and no person was innocent of its crime.