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Haha, good luck. Lord knows naming characters is always the hardest part >.<
LokiLeo789 said
I finished up my IC, all I need is my Mutant name..... any ideas.
Mercury? That's an easy metal name. Or if you wanna get creative maybe Hermes (seeing as he's just Mercury in another culture).
lol nah, I literally just finished it. Just figured I'd let you know so you didn't have to trudge through the thread looking for finished CSs.
My character sheet is finished.
Hey, just posting to ask what you guys think of my character's power? She's Aya on the first page. I worry that her ability is too passive or underpowered, but we can't all be melee fighters – we need some supporting characters too :P
Anyway, I figure since she hasn't been at the academy that long, and she's still learning about her mutation, so there's room for growth later on if need be.
Anyway, I figure since she hasn't been at the academy that long, and she's still learning about her mutation, so there's room for growth later on if need be.
Interested! I vote #2… seems different from the typical RWBY rp setups I've seen.
Thanks! ^.^
Also for the record, you can just call me C or C3
Also for the record, you can just call me C or C3
Nah. Girl power. We're taking over.
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The Blue Moon Tavern
Name: Katelia (kuh-TELL-ee-uh)
Race: Human (probably)
Gender: Female
Age: 23 (maybe)
Occupation: Grown-Up Delinquent
Personality/Interests: Kat's always been someone with… flexible morals. She knows how to manipulate and work a situation to her advantage, but lately she's been favoring the straight-forward method of negotiations – that is, outright threats of violence. Though very clever and resourceful, she's never had an official education and tends to ignore other perspectives if they don't suit her interests. Kat is more solitary than social, and tends to keep to herself, finding entertainment in whatever's available to her. She's sarcastic, and can typically be seen sporting a small, crooked grin coupled with a raised eyebrow as she judges the hell out of everyone around her. Over the years, Kat’s gotten very good at annoying everyone around her, essentially killing any chance of personal relationships. This sits just fine with her.
Appearance: Short and lithe, Kat's not the most… intimidating figure. What she lacks in size though, she makes up in her striking appearance. With skin as dark as the night sky, silver eyes, and straight white hair cropped in a short, fluffy style, Kat attracts attention wherever she goes. Even more noteworthy than her coloring though, is the fact that she lacks a right arm. In its place is a scarred patch of flesh, cut right where the shoulder meets her torso. Kat has a tendency to simply chop the right sleeves off of her tops to get rid of the excess fabric, though she always wraps her torso in plain white bandages, so as not to let others see her scar. She has a litany of other, smaller scars littering her body.
Details
Body build: Little
Hair: Short, messy
Hair color: White
Skin color: Dark brown
Eye/Iris color: Silver
Height/Weight: 5’, 96 lb (152 cm, 43 kg)
Notable Features: Missing right arm, scarring where the shoulder ends
Clothing Description: She wears soft leather boots, brown pants and a green tunic. White bandages can be seen underneath, covering the majority of her torso, especially her mangled shoulder. Kat also has a necklace with a thin silver chain, and an arrow charm on it, far more expensive than the rest of her outfit combined – it's the one thing she refuses to part with, even if it would get her hot meals and a roof over her head for three months.
History: Kat is from a small village, far from Toruka, in one of the coldest areas in the known world. Born to an unknown family, she grew up primarily living on the streets, stealing whatever she could. It worked out just fine – that is, until she was caught by the grouchiest old man in the village when she was twelve. After giving her a good beating for stealing, he took a good look at her and decided she could do more with her life. That was when Kat first touched a bow. The old man taught her archery, and over the years, she became known as the best sharp shooter for miles around, winning dozens of competitions and making her old man proud – not that he would ever say it. Eventually he died, as elderly do, and with nothing rooting her to the village anymore, Kat took to exploring, using her skill with a bow to get by, whether that meant hunting for food or entering archery competitions in whatever town she happened to stop by.
Of course it stands to reason that a young human woman can only travel by herself through the wilderness for so long before running into trouble. That trouble came in the form of a hungry jaguar, one particularly harsh winter. It attacked her as she was traveling through the forest on her way to her old village, deciding to pay the old man her yearly respects. By the time she was even aware of its presence, it was too close for her to draw her bow, and it pounced, aiming for her neck. She tried to dodge, but it still managed to latch on to her shoulder, tearing at her flesh with its wicked teeth. The last thing Kat registered before she blacked out was the sound of an angry hiss, and the jaguar's roar. When Kat woke up, she was one arm short and lying in a frozen pool of her own blood. More alarming than that, however, was the giant snow leopard curled almost protectively around her. The next few days (weeks? She couldn't be sure) were a blur to her, but through it all, the snow leopard never left her side, constantly bringing her whole bushes of fruits and berries, ripped from the ground. Kat has no idea how she survived – surely she should've died from blood loss or infection or exposure or… ! But somehow she's still living, with a new companion at her side. Nowadays, Kat tends to stay away from most towns, as people usually freak out at the sight of Hel, and he typically refuses to leave her side. They make do well enough, hunting in the woods or laying traps for prey. If Kat needs to purchase something from a town, she'll either take up odd jobs or fall back on her childhood skills (stealing). When she heard about the mysterious dwarven city, she decided to go for it simply because it was something to do. While she does love her life with Hel, things can get a bit… monotonous. Besides, it's not like she's unaccustomed to danger.
Hel: Hel is, quite simply, a snow leopard big enough for Kat to ride around – which she does, often. He seems to be tremendously attached to her, and it's not always clear if he answers to her, or the other way around. Nonetheless, he is unfailingly loyal to her, and quick to bear his fangs at anything he considers a threat. While Kat loves Hel, she's worried she's become too dependent on both his protection and emotional support. So far, life's done a fine job of teaching Kat that things she love tend to get taken away from her. She fears that when the day comes that Hel will no longer be at her side, she'll be both too weak and too broken to face whatever comes for her next.
Equipment: Water flask, tinder box, rope, spare clothes, various bandages and herbs for healing purposes, an old warm jacket, extra little glass bottles for anything she finds that she might want to take with her, an ocarina that she can no longer play
Weapon(s): Keeps an array of knives and daggers on her at all times, used for either throwing or slashing. Other than that, Hel's really the only form of defense she needs.
Powers: Connection to Hel
Abilities: None that she knows of
Talents: Expert knowledge of archery, slight of hand, knife throwing, lying through her teeth, pretty decent tracker
Magic: N/A
The Blue Moon Tavern
Name: Katelia (kuh-TELL-ee-uh)
Race: Human (probably)
Gender: Female
Age: 23 (maybe)
Occupation: Grown-Up Delinquent
Personality/Interests: Kat's always been someone with… flexible morals. She knows how to manipulate and work a situation to her advantage, but lately she's been favoring the straight-forward method of negotiations – that is, outright threats of violence. Though very clever and resourceful, she's never had an official education and tends to ignore other perspectives if they don't suit her interests. Kat is more solitary than social, and tends to keep to herself, finding entertainment in whatever's available to her. She's sarcastic, and can typically be seen sporting a small, crooked grin coupled with a raised eyebrow as she judges the hell out of everyone around her. Over the years, Kat’s gotten very good at annoying everyone around her, essentially killing any chance of personal relationships. This sits just fine with her.
Appearance: Short and lithe, Kat's not the most… intimidating figure. What she lacks in size though, she makes up in her striking appearance. With skin as dark as the night sky, silver eyes, and straight white hair cropped in a short, fluffy style, Kat attracts attention wherever she goes. Even more noteworthy than her coloring though, is the fact that she lacks a right arm. In its place is a scarred patch of flesh, cut right where the shoulder meets her torso. Kat has a tendency to simply chop the right sleeves off of her tops to get rid of the excess fabric, though she always wraps her torso in plain white bandages, so as not to let others see her scar. She has a litany of other, smaller scars littering her body.
Details
Body build: Little
Hair: Short, messy
Hair color: White
Skin color: Dark brown
Eye/Iris color: Silver
Height/Weight: 5’, 96 lb (152 cm, 43 kg)
Notable Features: Missing right arm, scarring where the shoulder ends
Clothing Description: She wears soft leather boots, brown pants and a green tunic. White bandages can be seen underneath, covering the majority of her torso, especially her mangled shoulder. Kat also has a necklace with a thin silver chain, and an arrow charm on it, far more expensive than the rest of her outfit combined – it's the one thing she refuses to part with, even if it would get her hot meals and a roof over her head for three months.
History: Kat is from a small village, far from Toruka, in one of the coldest areas in the known world. Born to an unknown family, she grew up primarily living on the streets, stealing whatever she could. It worked out just fine – that is, until she was caught by the grouchiest old man in the village when she was twelve. After giving her a good beating for stealing, he took a good look at her and decided she could do more with her life. That was when Kat first touched a bow. The old man taught her archery, and over the years, she became known as the best sharp shooter for miles around, winning dozens of competitions and making her old man proud – not that he would ever say it. Eventually he died, as elderly do, and with nothing rooting her to the village anymore, Kat took to exploring, using her skill with a bow to get by, whether that meant hunting for food or entering archery competitions in whatever town she happened to stop by.
Of course it stands to reason that a young human woman can only travel by herself through the wilderness for so long before running into trouble. That trouble came in the form of a hungry jaguar, one particularly harsh winter. It attacked her as she was traveling through the forest on her way to her old village, deciding to pay the old man her yearly respects. By the time she was even aware of its presence, it was too close for her to draw her bow, and it pounced, aiming for her neck. She tried to dodge, but it still managed to latch on to her shoulder, tearing at her flesh with its wicked teeth. The last thing Kat registered before she blacked out was the sound of an angry hiss, and the jaguar's roar. When Kat woke up, she was one arm short and lying in a frozen pool of her own blood. More alarming than that, however, was the giant snow leopard curled almost protectively around her. The next few days (weeks? She couldn't be sure) were a blur to her, but through it all, the snow leopard never left her side, constantly bringing her whole bushes of fruits and berries, ripped from the ground. Kat has no idea how she survived – surely she should've died from blood loss or infection or exposure or… ! But somehow she's still living, with a new companion at her side. Nowadays, Kat tends to stay away from most towns, as people usually freak out at the sight of Hel, and he typically refuses to leave her side. They make do well enough, hunting in the woods or laying traps for prey. If Kat needs to purchase something from a town, she'll either take up odd jobs or fall back on her childhood skills (stealing). When she heard about the mysterious dwarven city, she decided to go for it simply because it was something to do. While she does love her life with Hel, things can get a bit… monotonous. Besides, it's not like she's unaccustomed to danger.
Hel: Hel is, quite simply, a snow leopard big enough for Kat to ride around – which she does, often. He seems to be tremendously attached to her, and it's not always clear if he answers to her, or the other way around. Nonetheless, he is unfailingly loyal to her, and quick to bear his fangs at anything he considers a threat. While Kat loves Hel, she's worried she's become too dependent on both his protection and emotional support. So far, life's done a fine job of teaching Kat that things she love tend to get taken away from her. She fears that when the day comes that Hel will no longer be at her side, she'll be both too weak and too broken to face whatever comes for her next.
Equipment: Water flask, tinder box, rope, spare clothes, various bandages and herbs for healing purposes, an old warm jacket, extra little glass bottles for anything she finds that she might want to take with her, an ocarina that she can no longer play
Weapon(s): Keeps an array of knives and daggers on her at all times, used for either throwing or slashing. Other than that, Hel's really the only form of defense she needs.
Powers: Connection to Hel
Abilities: None that she knows of
Talents: Expert knowledge of archery, slight of hand, knife throwing, lying through her teeth, pretty decent tracker
Magic: N/A
"I guess I'm still trying to figure myself out."
Full Name: Aya Lynn Germain
Mutant Alias: Cosmos
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual, Hetero
In Depth Description of Appearance:
Small and lithe, Aya's 5' build betrays none of her strength – she has years' worth of lean muscle hidden under her clothes, built up from doing judo. Her long hair falls down her back, straight and dark brown. She's never been one for doing much with it. Aside from the occasional ponytail or braid, she's content to just let it rest where it falls. Her eyes are a deep brown color, and fairly weak. She's supposed to wear glasses, but she often finds them too much of a hassle to put on, and dislikes the idea of contacts. Her clothing style is simple, but not without its edgy touches; she enjoys the occasional dress and biker jacket, or heavy boots, and has multiple piercings on her ears. She leans more towards earthy colors, like greens, blues, browns, and blacks.
Personality:
Aya is a girl of simple pleasures; give her a good book, some music to listen to, and she'll be content to hang out in bed all day, oblivious to the rest of the world. Though very clever and sweet, she's not the best at making friends or opening up to people. Years of hiding her mutation from those around her have made her slow to trust and constantly afraid of rejection. Because of this, she's always eager to please, even if it means compromising who she is and how she presents herself. Once you actually get her to open up though, you'll find a playful and genuine girl, with a penchant for mischief and a low tolerance level for narrow-mindedness.
Likes & Dislikes:
+Music
+Reading
+Judo
+Fluffy animals
+Sleep
+Nature
-Work
-Thunder
-Conflict
-Ghosts
Mutation: Astral Projection
Aya is capable of extending her consciousness outside of her body. Invisible to others, her spirit form is capable of passing through solid objects or going into dangerous situations or environments that she otherwise would avoid. She can also create projections of other people if she's touching them.
Strengths: Aya can keep up her projection indefinitely, and can hear and see everything around her, making her ideal for reconnaissance missions. So long as she keeps up her concentration, she can also sustain the projection up to half a mile from her physical location.
Weaknesses: When maintaining her projection, her physical body is more or less helpless. She's still conscious, and can talk to others, but it's difficult for her to move, and she is more or less oblivious to her surroundings. Due to her projection's intangible nature, she's also unable to influence her spiritual environment or talk to anyone through it.
Fears:
Aya has a deep-seeded fear of rejection, and by extension, any form of intimacy. She's also afraid of thunder storms, and loud noises in general (she scares easily)
History:
Aya discovered her abilities at a relatively young age. The professor showed up on her doorstep shortly after (which was surprising to say the least, since she lived all the way in Hawaii) and the meeting with her single mom didn't go… well. Ms. Germain was fairly prejudiced against mutants and outraged when the professor suggested that Aya was one of them. Furious, Ms. Germain turned to little Aya and asked if what the professor said was true… and Aya denied it. With a sad look in his eyes, Professor X apologized to Ms. Germain for the intrusion and left their home – but not without discretely giving Aya his card first.
Life went on as usual for her after that. She went to school and eventually got a part-time job, all the while keeping her abilities a secret from everyone around her. That is, until one day. When Aya was 18, she and her mother got into a monstrous fight about the mutants they had seen on the news, and Ms. Germain's prejudices. Because Aya was untrained and didn't yet have proper control over her powers, when her mother grabbed her shoulder (Aya had been attempting to walk away from the argument, and Ms. Germain simply wasn't having it) Aya accidentally pulled her mother into the astral plane with her. She was horrified. Her mother was outraged because not only was her daughter a mutant, but Aya had kept it from her all these years. Whatever hope of calming down was lost after that. The fight only became more visceral, and it ended with Aya packing her bags that night and booking a flight to the mainland, remembering the professor's invitation.
She's been at the academy ever since.
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