Hitman

《 H. E. R. O. 》

I want to join this. @Hitman,can you PM me when a spot opens?

@DraconiWarlord

You can join right away if you want!

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

I'll join, if there's any slots left.

@Jing

Congratulations! A spot has opened up. Feel free to think up a character, and also pop into the Discord if you have time! :)

EDIT: Any other people reading this, feel free to DM me if you're interested so in the case that another spot is to open up, I can reach you quickly and help make a transition smoother.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

"Oof!" Kat yelped as she was thrown to the ground, hitting the carpets with a thunk. Her head shot around to glare at the offending person. Her eyes landed upon Patricia, and a flicker of realization visibly shot through her eyes, her jaw slacking and eyebrows narrowing as she recognized the other girl. Evidently, the villainess was not as dumb as Patricia thought she was, or at least, not as dumb as Patricia had hoped she would be.

Kat was certainly unpredictable, the type of person that could either envelope Patricia in a friendly hug or turn her lungs into goop in a split second. However, she would never get the chance to do either, as before she could even make a move, the entire ship shook with a jolt, like it had been bludgeoned by something. Kat was immediately thrown into the wall by the force of the impact as the boat rocked, and just as she managed to stagger back to her feet the boat rocked once more, sending the teen back to the floor again. Sirens vaguely sounded in the distance as the sounds of footsteps and rushing water echoed through the hallways. The last things that Kat remembered was the loud sound of metal hitting rock, and a man in a long black cloak standing above her, before she felt something hit her in the back of the head, and everything went black.

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"Mmmrgh..."

The petite villainess did not feel good when she woke up. Surprisingly, this was normal. Ironically, the powers that gifted her with the ability to bring illness wherever she went also had the adverse affect of making her own immune system weaker than usual, and as such Kat was somewhat used to the grips of illness. This felt different, though, like something was leeching off her power. As she sat up, she saw the exact source of this draining sensation- a silver bracelet locked around her left wrist with a faint blue liquid glowing inside. Isolene. This bracelet was connected to a chain that led to another bracelet, that was connected around the wrist of another girl. Kat blinked as she saw who it was. "Oh, shit."

Kat’s brain kicked back into action as she slowly absorbed her surroundings, and the more she observed, the less she appreciated where she was. She was chained to Patricia inside what appeared to be a cage, with hardly enough room for the two of them inside. They were on an island, a ways away from Castleburg, most likely, and they appeared to be in the center of a small settlement. Small wooden huts surrounded the cage in a circle, with a few men walking from hut to hut, carrying large sacks of God-knows-what with them. A few of them would take passing glances at the two captives as they walked around to do whatever (likely criminal) activity they were doing.

Kat hated this. She had not been permitted to engage in an operation solo since the disaster at the Gugliano mansion, and now, here she was, abducted by some pathetic villainous group and bound to a hero. This was the definition of “failure,” quite nearly. Still, this operation would have to be redeemed somehow, and to do so, Kat would have to collaborate with the person she was stuck in this godforsaken jail cell with. And so, Kat tugged on the chain connected to her wrist. "Patricia. Wake up. Now.."

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Meanwhile, the rest of the unfortunate ship was quite literally on the rocks. The criminal ship had somehow been knocked ashore by some mysterious force, and was currently crashed aboard some rocks. Most of its occupants were unconscious or barely conscious from the impact, the attack having clearly been entirely unanticipated. A group of men, wearing tattered robes and cloaks and wielding weapons, were approaching the ship, speaking to each other about plundering and finding gold. Four of these scavengers walked aboard the ship, making their way through the battered hallways of the ship, looking for anything- or anyone- they could find.

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"Fighting? How primitive." Andromeda rolled her eyes as Tom grabbed a chair, before making a sweeping gesture with her hand. One of her guards was thrown in front of the chair like a ragdoll, being smacked into the wall like Tom was hitting a baseball before sliding to the floor. Andromeda then stepped forwards. "Well, at your insistence, I suppose you've forced me to demonstrate just a smidgen of my actual power. So be it, then."

The young woman raised both hands into the air, as if conducting an orchestra, and then something happened. Tom would feel his powers almost got stripped away, as if they had become useless in a split second, and then a moment later, everything became heavy. The gravity in the room surged to levels that Tom could only dream of, the downward force becoming tremendous as the other guards, who were prepared to just shoot Tom, had fallen to the ground as if Andromeda had just shoved them to the floor. Andromeda smirked as the intense gravity surged, the walls of the room even buckling in from this show of strength. "Abandoned by your so-called 'date' and 'friends,' it seems. This is an important lesson that you have to learn in life. You can't trust friends or lovers. Those around you are either tools or opponents. You use the tools, and you crush your opponents. Unfortunately for you, you clearly haven't picked up on that one yet, Spacewalker."

Andromeda tilted her head, the immense gravitational force still pinning the other individuals in the room to the floor. "Although, now, I suppose you're less 'Spacewalker' and more 'Spacekneeler.' Hah. Do you yield yet, Spacewalker? Or do you need a few more moments of utter humiliation before you decide? I can send you right to the center of the Earth, if you'd like. I've heard it's nice and toasty down there."

@KaijuBaragon

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《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Bren Adalwolf

Full Name: Bren Adalwolf
_{Bren: means fire
Adalwolf: noble wolf}

Nickname/Alias: None

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance Description: Bren is tall and well built which makes him look slightly older than he is. This along with his fiery red hair and bright blue eyes makes him difficult to miss, even when standing in the midst of a crowd. He walks with a great deal of grace and confidence, as his parents taught him, that makes it clear he is comfortable in any situation (even if he isn't). He does try to make sure he is presentable in every sense of the word, despite this his hair is always a slight mess, though not for lack of trying.

Clothing wise he is always dressed nicely, unless he is relaxing by himself, even if the situation doesn't necessarily call for it. While nice he does also make sure to keep practicality as the most important aspect of what he wears whether that be a convenient holster for his weapon or combat boots. No matter what he's wearing there is always a jacket or long coat over the top of it, though this is mostly out of habit from growing up in a colder climate. He mostly prefers lighter, monochromatic shades with a few splashes of color, very similar to his weapon.

Allusion: Cerberus: Guardian of the Underworld

Personality: Confident and approachable, Bren is an easy person to get along with provided you don't get on his bad side. If that's the case he tends to be harsh and snappish, but thankfully it takes a lot to get to that point. He is hard working at anything and everything, but mainly things that grab his interest completely. He can be somewhat easily distracted so if it doesn't work out every part of his brain and body he's more than likely to lose interest pretty quickly. However, if someone gets him talking about a topic he has a great deal of interest in it's difficult to get him to stop.

He's strongly of the opinion that no one should be judged by who they are or where they're from, but rather the quality of their character. He'll take the time to get to know someone before really deciding if he wants to be their friend or not. Some people see this as putting in too much effort on things that mean very little, but Bren is of the mind that the types of people you spend time with reflect the type of person you are. Being an only child allowed him to really appreciate the company of other people his age, but it also had the side effect of making him somewhat unsure of how to interact with them. He's able to easily cover up his nerves for the most part unless someone catches him off guard.

It does take some work to get him to care deeply about someone or something, not to say that he's against closeness by any means, but he wants to make sure it's worth his time. Like many of the other students at Beacon, training to become an amazing huntsman is something he throws himself into 100% and if someone seems like they're giving less than that he's not so inclined to put in the effort of knowing them. If he is putting the work to better himself, and those on his team, he expects others to do the same. This does make him appear disinterested at points, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

Once he gets to know someone well he loosens up quite a bit. He's much more willing to make jokes and hang around just because he enjoys the company of his friends. If he truly cares about someone he is strongly protective of them, a bit like a guard-dog.

Likes:

• Dogs
• Music
• Running
• Sweets
• Myths

Dislikes:

• Laziness
• Unnecessary Violence
• Writing
• Loud Noises

Motivation: Learn and grow as much as he can to protect the people he cares for

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Country of Origin: Atlas
Bio: Bren was born in Atlas and is the only child of Emil and Isolde Adalwolf. His father works for one of the many technological companies in the city of Atlas and is a brilliant mind that is focused on the betterment of society for the people there, and he is stringently against the sorts of unethical practices that some of the other companies dabble in. His mother on the other hand is not the high society wife that one might expect of a wealthy businessman, but rather an accomplished huntress in her own right. She attended Atlas Academy and had little trouble holding her own.

His father was elated when they had a son and he immediately wanted Bren to follow in his footsteps and learn the intricacies of science and technology for the betterment of Remnant, but Bren was much more interested in what his mother did. She would return from hunts all through his early childhood with fascinating stories of the battles she participated in sparking his love of mythology and stories. Not to say he didn't heed his father and learn some of what Emil did for a living, but he could never quite grasp the depth of mechs coding. Rather he asked his mother to teach him combat moves from an early age, and he found that was where his passion was.

Once he got old enough he begged his parents to allow him to attend a combat school and, while his father was hesitant, his mother was all for it. Given prior experience with his family he was able to make a name for himself at the school, despite the highly competitive nature of it, and thoroughly enjoyed the time he spent learning and practicing both at school and at home.

When he turned 17 his mother expected him to apply to the Atlas Academy, and he knew he would've been able to get in with little trouble, but Atlas always felt so closed off and insular to him. Living there had it's perks, but he wanted to know how other parts of the world differed from the one he grew up in. With his parents permission, though it was a bit of a fight to get, he was permitted to attend Beacon Academy where he hopes to learn what he didn't in Atlas.

Weapon:

Guardian

Semblance: Void's Spirit-Allows for the summoning of three shadowy, lupine spirits that can be directed as allies in battle to attack and defend. Bren can choose to summon the spirits individually as the strength of them goes down with each additional one that is brought onto the battlefield. The spirits are free to act within the orders that Bren gives them whether that be to attack the nearest enemy or guard an ally or location, but they must remain within a certain distance of him or else they vanish. Each spirit has it's own personality that can make them a hassle to control when all three are summoned at once, but careful focus and training can make it manageable.

@PrankFox

Looks good! Welcome aboard. Feel free to move him over to the Character tab.

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Hunter Kelly

☘ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕤 ☘

☘ Full Name ☘
Hunter Basil Kelly
_{Hunter: A shade of green; also references the outdoors
Basil: A green-colored herb
Kelly: Name of Irish origin}

☘ Nickname/Alias ☘
None (yet)

☘ Age ☘
17

☘ Gender ☘
Male

☘ Race ☘
Human

☘ Appearance ☘
Hunter, at a first glance, looks athletic. Standing just topping 6 feet in height, Hunter is very clearly a husky fellow, with a very sinewy, well-built, toned figure, in excellent shape for his age. He has fair, ivory skin, yet oddly enough, never seems to be prone to sunburns no matter how long he lingers in the sunlight. Hunter's hair is sunflower blonde and has been described in the past as being a "mane that could impress a lion." Hunter has a scraggly mess of fluffy blonde hair that often seems to jut every which way. If combed, his hair would fall down to just past the bottom of his neck. His eyes are forest green with a constant twinkle of excitement to them.

In terms of apparel, Hunter prefers to wear lighter, athletic clothes over the stuffy, annoying uniforms that Beacon mandates, and is in general against wearing formal clothing. In combat, he'll put on some form of light armor for his own safety. With his boyish looks and athleticism, Hunter has grown into a head-turner for many of his fellow students, though he has yet to realize this fact at all.

☘ Allusion ☘
Cu Chulainn, the Hound of Ulster

☘ ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 ☘

☘ Personality ☘
Hunter is dynamic. If one was to ask anybody that knew Hunter, that would likely be the first word that comes to mind. Hunter is energetic, peppy, and as fiery as a flamethrower. Naturally athletic and spirited, Hunter is somebody that hates sitting still. If you want to do something fun, 99% of the time, Hunter is ready to do it. Hunter is incredibly dauntless, always willing to dive headfirst into danger. Hunter knows not the meaning of "caution," and believes that life's problems can be solved with a good old-fashioned violence. Headstrong, bold, and boisterous- these are the words that describe Hunter to a T.

Hunter is a bubbly person, but that's not to say he's entirely carefree. Hunter is very passionate about the things that he does- athletics, games, combat, anything, really- and oftentimes that passion can be channeled into a rage, something that Hunter is not unfamiliar with. Hunter can often become destructively violent and becomes significantly less pleasant to be around when he's angry. When Hunt is pissed off, he becomes immensely tunnel-visioned and fixated on his task, and will stop at nothing to finish what he's doing, becoming stubborn as a mule and simply ungovernable. This tendency to release his rage is not exactly healthy for the young teen, and it is one of his weakest points in some instances, but his ability to grind through difficulties is also one of his strongest and most admirable attributes in some ways as well.

Hunter is extroverted and is naturally sociable, and is overall quite amicable. He enjoys meeting new people and striking up a conversation, and dislikes solitary activities. Hunter is naturally inquisitive with other people, perhaps annoyingly so to some, but it’s with good intentions over anything else, and Hunter enjoys trying new things and exploring new areas that he’s unfamiliar with. He is somebody that is not afraid to step outside of his comfort zones, and will do so with zeal- sometimes, with far too much zeal. Hunter is not particularly academically gifted, though it tends to be his poor decision-making more than unintelligence that is the driving force for this lack of scholastic achievement. Hunter is often far too bold with his decisions and is incredibly obstinate.

Hunter's willingness to work with a team and natural air of confidence help make him a decent leader, but Hunter has a severe deficiency in the ego department, often acting overconfidently and arrogantly. He is certainly not snotty, and dislikes snotty people in general, but instead, he tends to come off as wildly overconfident and immensely pigheaded, sticking firm to what are often poor and highly detrimental decisions and fighting through with them to the cold, bitter end. Hunter also has a natural tendency to underestimate his opponents and can be quite annoying to fight against, appearing cocky and taunting while in combat. That being said, Hunter is a good-natured person with moral character, and is very selfless in his own actions. He's willing to take a bullet for the rest of his teammates, and this nature comes through very clearly in his actions. He may be mulish, but he's not unkind for certain. He's fiercely protective, to an almost aggressive extent, and will fight for his friends and family with as much, if not more zeal, than anything else he does.

Hunter is dynamic for sure, a bold young man that can make a great friend.

☘ Likes ☘

• All sports/athletics
• Protein bars
• Working out
• Combat Training
• Parties
• Spicy food
• Underage Drinking ("What? We've all done it before, right?")

☘ Dislikes ☘

• Books longer than 50 pages
• Homework
• Boredom
• People not listening to him
• Party poopers
• Snakes (Hunter has severe ophidiophobia)

☘ Motivation ☘
To become the best god damned Hunter in all of Remnant.

☘ Sexual Orientation ☘
"Who's asking?"

☘ 𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 ☘

☘ Country of Origin ☘
Vacuo

☘ Bio ☘
Vacuo is a harsh country. A land of deserts and lawlessness, the rule of thumb for those living in the country is that anyone who can survive the harshness of Vacuo is welcome to live among them. The Kelly clan was one of those survivors, coming from a long line of Vacuan nomads and bandits that moved from settlement to settlement, robbing and plundering to survive in the difficult desert wasteland that was Vacuo. Hunter was the 3rd child of Bronte and Esmeralda Kelly. The couple was a pair of gifted bandits, roamers, nomadic by nature, moving from place to place in the endless hunt for resources. From an early age, the Kelly children were taught to fight. Hunter was particularly gifted among the three, becoming scrappy and very strong for his age. He had a clear natural talent for fighting.

This life on the edge of the law was one that lasted for many years, but a sudden paradigm shift would occur when Hunter was 12. A Huntsman from Shade Academy descended upon the Kelly pair, and would emerge triumphant in the following fight. The man spared the couple because of their children, and left with a very bold warning that he would be less merciful the next time. Bronte and Esmeralda reluctantly obliged, but Hunter was fascinated. This mysterious warrior intrigued the youth greatly, and he begged his parents to let him attend a local combat school. His parents, very reluctantly, obliged by his request, if only because they had nobody to rob blind.

Hunter grew into a naturally gifted combatant, and he was soon at the age that he could apply to a Huntsman academy. Rather than choosing Shade Academy, which was more local, though, Hunter decided on Beacon Academy in Vale. After living for 17 years in Vacuo, he wanted a change of scenery, a change of pace, and the prestigious Beacon Academy offered a golden opportunity for that. And so, he packed his things and left for Vale, on his quest to become the best Huntsman imaginable.

☘ ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕒𝕥 ☘

☘ Weapon ☘

Gae Bulga

A rather simple dust-powered spear. Ot is not a particularly complex weapon, but Hunter still adores it nonetheless.

☘ Semblance ☘

Hunter's Semblance is called Battle Frenzy. A simple Semblance at surface level, Hunter is able to channel his aura to strengthen himself significantly. The more he channels, the stronger Hunter gets- however, this aura also goes to send Hunter into a furious, beast-like state. Battle Frenzy causes Hunter to release a visible potent red aura from his body, and when pushed further Hunter begins to visibly grow more feral.

I'll elaborate when I'm not on mobile lol

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

Alright, welcome to the new OOC pals. Any questions can be directed here.

Also @PrankFox it is a real party in the Discord right now, you should join :)

《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

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《 R W B Y :: Grimm Adventures 》

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《 F R O M D U S T T O D A W N 》

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Legend states that man was created from dust itself, into the world of Remnant, a land ravaged by hostile Grimm. These soulless creatures preyed upon mankind, spreading darkness across the lands of Remnant. But one day, a man discovered Dust, a natural resource with great power. Now armed with weapons powered by these crystals, man overpowered the savage Grimm and forced them away. With the hostile Grimm now defeated, mankind could grow and evolve as a species, forming society as we know it. This society was tentative, though, one riddled with imbalances of power between the four nations of Remnant- Vale, Mantle, Mistral, and Vacuo. The nations disagreed on how best to dispel the forces of Grimm, with some even arguing for the abolition of self-expression entirely as a decree to ward off Grimm once and for all. These tensions exploded into chaos as these four nations went to war. As the dust settled, the leaders of the four nations agreed to unconditional peace, the abolition of slavery, the granting of equal rights for the Faunus, and the creation of a new, better solution to the Grimm problem. What Remnant needed a force of fighters to preserve the peace between nations and defend Remnant from the forces of Grimm, and from this came the birth of the Huntsmen and Huntresses, elite warriors dedicated to slaying the Creatures of Grimm and whose duty is to "uphold the peace" of their world.

Four institutions were established across Remnant were established train Huntsmen and Huntresses and help fight the looming threats to leave Remnant hanging in the balance. Using a combination of Dust weapons, inner auras, and wit, these academies trained young minds into soldiers against the darkness of Grimm. One such academy, and the center of our tale, is Beacon Academy, a prestigious academy located in the country of Vale. Beacon's renown is universal, with students from all over Remnant arriving to learn the craft of combat under the tutelage of a wide range of staff and the brilliant Headmaster Ozpin. This year, a new wave of hopefuls have been accepted, aiming to pass the entrance exam and join the ranks of Beacon's huntsmen-in-training.

This year, however, things will be different. Headmaster Ozpin suddenly departed prior to the start of the year due to "personal emergency," and appointed internationally-renowned Huntsman Sterling Ashfield Carlisle, a brilliant- if slightly antiquated- tactical mind and a legendary warrior. In the midst of this sudden, temporary transition, other conflicts are arising as well. The Faunus continue to protest and riot vehemently for equal treatment, the Grimm continue to grow and attack, and other dark forces are at play all across Remnant, working behind-the-scenes in an attempt to engulf the lands in darkness once more.

For the new class of Beacon Academy, though, there are a number of other pressing concerns on their young, impressionable minds. Forming new strengths, forging new bonds, strengthening new skills, encountering new experiences, and having fun are all on the docket. These budding new Huntsmen will soon find, though, that there are a lot more difficulties up the road. More than they could ever imagine.

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《 S E T T I N G 》

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Astor Dust Company

Astor Dust Company

"From Dust To Dust We Return"

Astor Dust Company is the pre-eminent producer and exporter of dust on the entire continent of Remnant. Founded about 75 years ago after the conclusion of the Great War by J. G. Astor, it is most likely the single most recognizable corporation there is. According to legend, J. G. Astor was an enterprising investor that heard about a titanic Dust mine discovered by a mole Faunus in Mantle. Having accumulated some wealth through the ownership of some Dust stores, Astor realized the scope of this discovery and hired an assassin to off the owner of the land, and then hired a forger to write him into the will, thus inheriting the massive depot and the riches inside.

Though this story is just legend, what is fact is the ADC's long history of mistreatment of workers, particularly Faunus. J. G. Astor was one of the most notable Faunus/Human segregationists in history, having donated significant amounts to anti-Faunus interest groups, and the Faunus he employed at his factories were incredibly underpaid and subjected to gross mistreatment, borderline slavery. Astor ran the corporation for more than 50 years, before he handed the reigns of the company to his grandson, Johnathan Astor, after his death about 15 years prior to this year's initiation. While the outright abuse has been scaled back, there is still notable prejudice and mistreatment of Faunus workers under the younger Astor's ownership of the company, and the company has had multiple clashes with the White Fang in recent times.

The White Fang

The White Fang

For Equality

The White Fang was founded after the Faunus Rights Revolution as an activist group that aimed to reduce discrimination of Faunus and improve Human-Faunus relations. Originally a peaceful organization, the White Fang took a turn towards violence with the ascension of Karak Dile, a much more radical Faunus that believed that equality could only be achieved through more violent methods. Bombing stores that refused to serve Faunus, sabotaging transports of companies that use Faunus labor, and disrupting peaceful protests with their own rhetoric, the White Fang had transformed from a peaceful group that helped heal relationships between Human and Faunus to a paramilitary group that invokes fear in many and has undeniably soured the progress that had already been made. The White Fang and the Astor Dust Company are locked in heated conflict, with most sides engaging in a sort of warfare with each other over the past decade.

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《 R P I N F O 》

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Welcome, thanks for reading this far! Now with some more time on my hands and a sudden, inexplicable desire for a fandom RP, I figured that this would be a fun idea to prop up right now.

This RP is set pre-Fall of Beacon, obviously, in a slightly modified universe from that of the canon. Outside of Ozpin and any other fundamentally crucial characters, the RP will have an entirely unique cast, with my goal being the creation of an equally colorful but also different universe from that of the show. I have planned a villain and a plot and all that, but I also value a players' contributions to the universe and general story of the RP, so as to avoid having an overly linear plotline.

In order to maintain order, I intend on accepting a grand total of 7 applicants, unless the interest in the RP is dramatically above or below my expectations. Any other applicants will be on a backlist in the (unfortunately likely) occasion that somebody desires to leave the RP. I won't be allowing multiple characters unless we have not filled the 7-person quota. Being open is very important to me as a GM, and I would really appreciate it if you could keep me informed on everything in the RP. I am very open to being flexible and working through difficulties, but only if I am kept in the loop. If you disappear, so will your character. ;(

The cast of the RP will be evaluated based on general quality and how well it meshes with the rest of the group. I reserve the right to include or exclude any character from the RP as I see fit. My goal is for everybody to have the best possible time, and if the RP isn't a fit for you, it just doesn't work. I would like to maintain somewhere in the ballpark of a higher casual writing style, which for me means that I expect substance in every post and respect for the other RPers.

Joining the Discord is highly, highly, HIGHLY recommended. Communication is key! [ CLICK HERE TO JOIN! ]

If you have any concerns or questions, you can post them here or in the Discord, or, of course, just DM me! Always happy to answer our questions. Lastly, if you're interested, please drop a post below so I can get a sense of who wants to join. Thanks!

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《 A P P L I C A T I O N 》

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I am aware that some of you fancy people have your own "BBCoding" and "character sheets." However, I am not gifted with such unholy talents, so what I have before you is simply a guideline of what information your character sheet should encompass. Please make them look presentable.

Skeleton

[ FACECLAIM HERE ]
[ NAME HERE ]

Basics

Full Name:
Nickname/Alias:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Appearance Description:
Allusion:

Personality

Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Motivation:
Sexual Orientation:

Biography

Country of Origin:
Bio:

Combat

Weapon:
Semblance:

[ ANY OTHER POINTLESS TRIVIA YOU WANT TO ADD ]

Guidelines

Basics:

• Your name should be, as consistent with the lore, either a color name or something that references a color. I offer very loose enforcement of this rule. So long as your name is vaguely color-like, I am OK with it. That being said, please do not come up to me with 'Dylan.'
• Your character should allude to some sort of fairy tale, traditional folklore or mythology, or classic piece of literautre.
• Age should be 17 unless you have some really special reason.
• Race is either 'human' or 'Faunus.' Or I suppose 'cyborg,' if you want to be special.
• Appearance Description should be a succinct description of your FC that should mostly include the details that your picture does not tell about. Does not have to be long.

Personality/Backstory

• Personality is important, but it's also the most fluid. So long as your personality isn't terrible and doesn't directly contradict itself, you are OK with me.
• Likes/Dislikes/Motivation is mostly fluff, but it's fluff that does give a greater insight into character that descriptions in personality often cannot attain.
• Country of Origin is Country of Origin. Self-explanatory
• The bio itself should be sufficient in describing your character's backstory but does not have to be a novella.

Weapons/Combat

• Rule of thumb here: use your noggin. If you think something is broken, 9/10 times it is. Don't do dumb stuff please.
• A picture for your weapon would be very much appreciated, but if one cannot be found a description will suffice.

Happy character creation!