Yes, it will interfere, or yes it won't?
D: THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT PLAN YOU MUST UNDERSTAND THE FATE OF [REDACTED] LIES IN THIS BEING DONE TONIGHT
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I'm not sure if I should be suspicious or excited by that statement.
The answer is yes.
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D:
I hope it doesn't interfere with Oswald's evening plans
D: D: D:
Also yes.
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I always knew that Gildarts had it in him to become headmaster.
We're going to be moving on before too much longer. Something is going to happen.
Ooh, goodie.
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What, you're not getting paid for this. @Lugubrious that's dishonest.
You're getting paid?!
Wasn't my rule, I would assume if there was an overlap Lug would look at them and make a ruling on whether they were too similar or not but again it's not my rule, I just work here.
Work? I thought this was a game!
@Lugubrious You lied to me!
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Oh right I'm an authority figure here. Give me a minutes read it over.
No worries, I forget sometimes too.
So it seems I've been dragged over here to fill in a spot on one of the teams. My profile for one of the GMs to look over.
Name: Beryl Harken
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Otter Faunus
Weapon: At the center of Beryl’s combat abilities is an elegant sword named Stream, a beautiful curved blade that appears to glisten in the light much like it’s namesake. With a golden hilt inlaid with aquamarine gems, every inch of the blade evokes the image of a current of water flowing through the air. The silver blade curves towards the very end and is inlaid in an archaic Mistralese script. As if to further evoke it’s namesake, strands of gold from the hilt crawl up the sides of the blade, blending into the metal blade like rapids in a stream.
However Stream is not just a pretty weapon, with the simple press of a button the blade extends into many small pieces connected by a thin string of carbon nanofiber. In this form the blade is akin to a whip, that Beryl is capable of expanding and contracting at will. If the sword form of Stream is a strong current cutting through the rapids, the whip form is a whirlpool of water devouring and capturing all that lies in its wake.
The final trick up Stream’s arsenal is the ability to infuse it with dust rounds adding an extra layer of versatility to an already formidable and beautiful weapon.
Specialty: The lack of a gun form consigns Beryl to a mid to close range assault on enemies. While for some this might be tricky, Beryl is capable of navigating the center of the battlefield with ease. Through the use of her semblance and weapon she is capable of manipulating the flow of enemies whether through ensnarement, redirection, or a myriad of other tricks. In this way Beryl keeps the battlefield more manageable for her team and ensures their continued success.
However if crowd control isn’t required, Beryl is more than adept at inflicting large doses of damage thanks to the lacerating effects of her blade or the dust rounds stored within. Thus if need be Beryl can quickly chop individuals or crowds of enemies down as she cuts through the battlefield. In this way her high damage output can make quick work of particularly troublesome opponents.
Semblance: Aqua Vitae - Beryl is capable of detecting water as well as controlling it in a telekinetic fashion. This flows well into her usage of Stream as she coats it in a thin sheet of water while in segmented form allowing for a much finer level of control than would otherwise be possible.
Personality: Like water, Beryl is one who goes with the flow of life, she tends to be a little laid back and easygoing allowing each day to flow on past. However while she may be rather relaxed, one should not confuse this with a lack of conviction, push too hard in one direction or another and Beryl will push back just as hard. The strength of her conviction can perhaps be best seen in her tireless crusade against injustice. Beryl is the first to fight for the oppressed and defend those she sees being trampled. The one thing that Beryl can not stand is injustice and engaging in such deplorable acts is the surest way to acquire her wrath.
Much of Beryl’s hatred to injustice comes from her upbringing as a rather devout follower of the Church of Mistral. She strongly believes in the church’s calls for charity, tolerance and courage. As such, Beryl often applies such teachings to her daily life and thus treats all people with the same level benevolence and kindness. In fact it is not uncommon to see Beryl praying before battles or looking towards her religion for guidance. Ultimately, Beryl’s religion is a very fundamental aspect of her core being.
Of course none of this should dissuade the notion that Beryl is deprived of fun, on the contrary Beryl greatly enjoys life and all the fun it provides. In terms of hobbies she greatly enjoys listening to music on her Sonee Strollman, which possesses a vast library spanning many genres. In addition she greatly enjoys swimming and spending time in the water, as well as travelling across many different locales. As one could probably surmise from the aforementioned, Beryl is a lover of the outdoors.
Color: Aquamarine
Emblem: A streak of aquamarine in a sort of thin "S" shape.
Appearance:
Somewhat on the taller side at 5' 10" Beryl is usually seen wearing loose athletic clothing, blue jeans and a black T-shirt being the most common. Instead of the ears that most Faunus have Beryl has a rather muscular tail extending from the base of her spine that is the same glossy black as her hair.
If @Prince Of Seraphs finds no issue, then you have my blessing.
Approved.
b-but that's forbidden love!
Hasn't it been said that the forbidden fruit of taboo love tastes all the more sweet?
Kuhaku Shiro - Mathematics Class
Beaming brightly, Shiro watched the projected hologram of one of Gren's sparring matches in awe.
Frowning again, he tilted his head.
"Wait, I don't remember this fight..Aww, man! Is this one of the fights I missed?"
Pouting, he puffed his cheeks out.
Watching as Gren ended the hologram and leaning in close to see what it was his friend had to show him, his face quickly flushed red.
"How did Gren get all of their numbers? Isn't this some invasion of privacy?"
As far as he knew, with his old Scroll he could only send messages to other Beacon Students. He assumed that they were automatically scanned by some computer and approved before the information was routed to the correct recipient. Assumed, because there was always an odd delay before someone received a text from him. Even though they were within the same room and literally feet from one another. As far as private numbers, he thought that Beacon restricted Scroll numbers to only other members of the team. Unless explicitly shared by a fellow student, there was no way that he knew of to search and get someone's number. Much less an entire list of practically every female in their class.
"How did...?"
Eying Gren curiously, all of his thoughts were quickly wiped away when his friend made the insinuation that Shiro was some sort of player or ladies' man. Which, he figured he was far from. He was warm and friendly to everyone, regardless of who they were. How could anyone mistake that as flirtatious? Flustered, Shiro could only make a few odd noises and sounds. Not able to fully form a coherent word, much less a structured sentence. Begrudgingly, the tiger boy took Gren's Scroll. Looking through the list of numbers that Gren was somehow able to obtain, he thought to delete everyone's numbers then and there but hesitated in doing so. He'd be lying if he said that he didn't think some of the students were attractive. He looked up at a certain fox Faunus when this thought crossed his mind. But, he didn't think he could ever have the courage to outright confess his feelings and ask anyone out. He felt he was too shy. Certainly he could do it if he hyped himself up enough, but he was at Beacon to focus on bettering himself as a person and increasing his skills as a Hunter. Did anyone even have time for relationships when academics were far more important? He got easily distracted enough.
Shrugging his shoulders, he decided he'd go through and delete all the numbers later.
"W-well...okay, maybe some."
He was still a healthy young man, after all.
Considerably more cheerful, he put away his gifted Scroll.
Glancing over his shoulder at the team members of Bastille, he faced to the front as sighed as he organized his papers and looked at his given assignment. Shiro wasn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but he also wasn't the dimmest. Mathematics wasn't his strong point and sometimes gave him headaches what with all of the letters, numbers, and formulas. But, given enough time, he could slowly work his way through his assignments. Usually.
"No. My body is not ready. Why can't Beacon just be about fighting and stuff?"
He pouted, complaining.
Muttering, he set his mind to deciphering the formulas and equations in front of him.
"Whose bright idea was it anyways to mix numbers and letters together? We'll never use this in our daily lives..."
Pausing, he glanced back over his shoulder at the darker-skinned lady of team Bastille. Not even realizing it, he did this periodically. Towards her, the feathery Faunus who returned his pack to him, and Mokuren.
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