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If you're buying "health food bars" make sure you check the sugar content. A little natural sugar is normal, but it ain't heathy if it has 20g added sugar.
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Just shout to the heavens "UWOH SEGGS" and wait for divine inspiration. Or your family's disapproval. Whichever gets there first.
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I love when I shovel myself out, drive through a snowstorm to get to work on time... and then my boss calls me 5 minutes after when I was supposed to arrive that he's not coming in and to go home...
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Facts about me:
1. I like writing.
2. I like cats.
3. I like RWBY. (#Yangbestgril)
4. I am 30+ years old... (I lost count...)
5. I have graduated college.
6. I'm trying to get better at drawing.
7. I'm a dude.
8. I eat far too much cheese.
9. I watched a Markiplier video once. Now I have a crippling Taki addiction. Don't send help, just more Takis.
10. I have two dogs and they're cuter than yours.
11. For some reason I have three motorcycles.
12. My cheese addiction has cost me one gallbladder. I have not learned my lesson.

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WHOOOOOO! :D

Time to break the silence. Nyahahaha!
Name: Enyo Allaway
Age: 17
Gender: F

Weight: 108lbs

Height: 4’11.75” (5’2.5” in her shoes)

Appearance:
Her outfit is a white with blues stripes, tight, high collared shirt with no sleeves, a short skirt of the same color scheme over black leggings that protect her dignity, and platform shoes that boost her height by almost three inches.

Personality: She’s very cocky, loud, and arrogant with a one-track mind. She’s also a perfectionist, and is impatient with everyone, including herself. She’s quick to share her opinion, and slow to listen to those of others. She respects people who get results, and that’s about it. Once you have her respect, she will warm up quickly, but it can be hard to keep that respect.

Likes: Machines, engineering, tinkering.

Dislikes: Interruptions while she’s working, losing at anything, really talkative people, White Fang.

Strengths: Long range combat, has great aim, has surprisingly strong legs.

Weaknesses: Can only hold her own up close for so long, is short (falls infuriatingly shy of 5 feet), easily depressed if she fails at something.

History: The daughter of a rich family that built heavy machinery, she was being raised to take over the company. She was so interested in the work that she was allowed to learn how to build some of the machines herself. This ended up with her becoming very knowledgeable about machines and engineering at a young age, to the point where her parents acknowledged her as a mechanical genius. She wasn’t a master, but her aptitude for her age was impressive.
This all came crashing down when her family became a target for the White Fang, and her entire family “disappeared.” Despite having relatives left alive elsewhere, she was sent off to be adopted by another family so that she would hopefully be safe, as it was worried that her family was still in danger. After some time passed, she learned more about Hunters and Huntresses, and begged to be sent to an academy, namely Signal as she knew they required students to build their own weapon, something she was certain she could do.

Her life soon revolved around getting better at anything she could that would make her a better huntress. All that mattered was success and improvement, and anyone that got in her way was an annoyance. However, she learned that due to her small size, regular combat wasn’t for her. In fact, she was bad at it. So instead she began planning to construct an almost purely ranged weapon, and came up with what she would eventually name “Ratchet Hydra,” a huge bow. She held herself back a year, until she was satisfied with the weapon and her own skills, though she was upset that she felt she had needed to do so.
She just had two problems. She was in her own little world, and her frustration with herself led to her developing an even nastier attitude than she already had. She was all alone, as everyone she’d known from her year had gone off ahead, and no one she met could stand her, except one. She met a boy named Felix, and for some reason he didn’t mind her. When she was focused, he was quiet, when she was complaining, it didn’t bother him. And yet before long she hated him. Instead of being someone to keep her company, he was someone who outdid her at almost everything despite being a year behind. He couldn’t quite match her engineering skills, but he was good, and he hadn’t even had the advantage of growing up with it like she had. He was a better fighter too. In the end, her jealousy tore the friendship apart almost as soon as it had begun.
When the year ended, she almost felt worse. A mixture of guilt for pushing away Felix and frustration for feeling like she hadn’t improved enough plagued her. However, she graduated anyway, refusing to let anyone else get ahead of her ever again. She was headed for Beacon.

Weapon: Auto-bow, “Ratchet Hydra.” It is a very large bow that mechanically increases the power of a shot. On her back she has a large mechanical quiver with three arrow-head containers. She remotely controls which of her special arrow-heads the quiver will automatically attach to her arrows. Upon drawing an arrow, it will prepare another. The hand grip on the bow can be removed and turned into a dagger, or it can be attached to arrow-heads so she can manually stab the heads into enemies. This is necessary as the bow is heavy and hard to maneuver with in close combat. That said, the weight of all her equipment has led to her having very strong, almost comically so, legs.
The hand grip also remotely activates the special effects of the arrow-heads, and can become a shock-fist weapon for brawling, though this is a desperation tactic as she has little formal training in hand-to-hand. These multiple functions are why she calls it the “Hydra.”
Her three arrow heads are: Explosive drills that drill deeper into an enemy and explode, electric link arrows. Multiple arrows can link together and shock any enemies that walk between them or get shot by them; the more arrows, the more powerful the shock. Lastly are simple incendiary arrows, that light things on fire. The drawback is that arrows without special heads are fairly weak as to allow for the special attachments, the regular arrow heads are fairly small.


Semblance: Compression. She can compress the air around her, usually beneath her feet, to give herself increased mobility. For the most part, she uses it for jumping, and it has limited combat usage.

Here she is! If you have any questions about her weapon or combat abilities, please ask and I'll try to clarify and then go back and edit the sheet as well if needed. I hope she doesn't seem to OP, because I don't think she is, but I realize it may look like she can do too much. Hopefully I can dispel any worries of her being too strong, and I can always tweak her if you need me to.
Didn't want them on the same team! They were originally designed to be, but obviously I wasn't going for that for the purpose of this RP :P
Though, since I AM using both in the same RP, I'mma make slight edit so that they'll know each other if'n you don't mind. Thanks for letting me do this! :D
I'll have it up in a jiffy.
Um um...

Like I said earlier, maybe you missed it, I already have a second character sheet totally written up. If we're going to double up anyway, I'd like to humbly request to use my character. I really want to use them, and I don't think I'll get another opportunity any time soon.

Though, if you're dong it yourself as the GM for fairness or something, I understand. I'll cry a little but I'll get over it XD
Rurik had taken an extra second to just lay there. It didn't sound like anyone was dying, but when Chloe began to complain, he pushed himself up... just in time to see the wyvern get blown up... wait, no it was still there. Rather, Verin had nearly blown himself up. The wyvern just looked annoyed, and was already regaining its balance. Well, Chloe had just been headbutted, and the state of Verin's arm was questionable; it seemed it was up to him for the moment.

Rurik advanced toward the beast and it honed in on him, as he was the only one really moving. It was angry now, so it immediately returned the favor, crawling towards him on its fore-wings. Rurik didn't need it to get close this time.

"Predator Magic: Flying Tiger" His arms glowed, the energy a brighter hue this time. He quickly swiped both his arms, and eight waves of energy shot through the air, in two sets of four, towards the creatures face. The first set hit it and it flinched. It then shut its eyes and tucked its head back, allowing the second set to splash harmlessly against its scales. It worked out well enough; it had looked away. "Predator Magic: Bear Claws!" Rurik closed in and swatted one side of its head, and then the other, bouncing its head between his two hands. It screeched and pulled its head back, covering its head with its wings.

Good, now he just needed one more blow and- his eyes went wide as it reared back, spreading its wings quickly. Rurik was nearly hit, stumbling back and covering his eyes to block the dust cloud. He panicked when he realized he'd repeated the mistake the wyvern had just made. He looked just in time for the wyvern to buck its head, knocking Rurik over. He quickly scrambled back, he needed to keep away from its jaws. It was smart though, it didn't try to bite him, it kept its head away, where it was safe. It tried to spear him with the single, large claw at the tip of its wing. "Predator Magic: Tiger Trap!" He swung his hands three times, creating a tightly knit mesh of energy hovering in the air a foot in front of him. As the wyvern lunged, it struck the latticework of energy, and recoiled as the energy burst against its wing. Rurik felt something hit his face: blood. It was't much, but when the wyvern had thrown all its weight against his tiger energy, it had cut itself, the scales around its wing-claw had tearing away a little. It was almost negligible damage... but it proved the beast wasn't invincible.

That said, Rurik was still not on his feet, and the wyvern was still mad... he wasn't sure he had time for another tiger trap. He hated asking for help, but surely he'd bought enough time! They had to be ready to move again!
Just one thing, Weiss, Rose (. . . PFFFFT! Sorry...) When you two actually post characters, I have a request if you will...

Please god no more shy, cold, or antisocial people...

We have so many D:

If I hadn't already posted IC with Felix, I'd seriously consider playing a different character at this point.

And we're still short three characters, with only two people to fill those holes (depending on whether or not you take me up on my offer), so there's not much wiggle room when it comes to teams right now.
Why wasn't this stupid ship moving faster? He was going to have a heart attack at this rate. There were too many people clustered into this death trap. Most people would have felt they had a comfortable amount of breathing room, but Felix... well he could hardly breathe. They were nearly a mile up in the air, and there was no way out. That was bad enough for him. At least he didn't get motion sickness, throwing up would have just been embarrassing, and then everyone would have started staring at him. That would have been the worst.

Just need to... wait a little... longer... he thought to himself. He could already see Beacon in the distance. A "beacon" of hope for someone who hated being confined. He wondered how many people were in the school though. He hated crowds, but at least he'd be on land, so that was something. As long as he could get to a working door, he'd feel a lot less trapped. Maybe just... look at the people. A faunus, some guy tinkering with his gun... hopefully he wouldn't accidentally set it off, and a girl listening to music; he wished he had music, and... that was as far as he got before his anxiety kicked in -- again. No no, don't look! They might think I want to talk! He really didn't need someone trying to talk to him while he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

At least right now he was free to sweat out the rest of this ride in silence...
Oh gawd I totally forgot about the team name!!!

Our characters do not form a good team name...

FABJ
BAJF
JFAB
AJFB

D:

Edit pt.1: What a lovely band of loners are we.
Edit pt.2: For RedRose, if it comes down to it and we can't find three whole people in a timely manner, I have that second character I mentioned all written up and ready to go. Ideally that won't be necessary, after all it'd be kinda cheap if the two teams ever competed as it'd be a win-win for me :P

Up to the GM if that's even really an option or not, but I have no issues playing more than one character at a time if you need/want me to.
Suuure
Name: Felix Ancel Launce
Age: 16
Gender: M
Weight: 145
Height: 5’11”
Appearance:
Personality: He is very quiet, and isn’t good at talking to people, being both shy and nervous. However, when he has his weapon in his hand, he changes completely and finds his courage and ability to speak without stuttering. Otherwise, he is rather kind and protective, though he has a tendency to fail to show this at the right time, and he almost never speaks up in his own defense.
Likes: Quiet, music, training
Dislikes: Any kind of bullying, stealing, feeling trapped, confined spaces, being unarmed, large crowds
Strengths: Is extremely focused and fearless in combat, as long as he has his weapon.
Weaknesses: Has crippling anxiety and is socially awkward, can’t focus without his weapon at hand.
History: When he was a child, his father left him and his mother. They lived in a bad neighborhood, and it wasn’t long before robbers broke into their house. Without his father, there was no one who had a hope of stopping them. His mother hid him in a closet just as they broke into her bedroom, and he watched as they beat her and demanded to know where she kept anything of value.

As the violence escalated, it seemed they would kill his mother. Even with a gun to her head, she sword they had nothing, and it was the truth, but the man didn’t believe her. In the closet, Felix found an old knife and in desperation burst out and surprised the man from behind. When the robber’s partner ran into the room, Felix was in a state of shock from what he’d done, but was saved when his mother took the dead man’s gun and shot the second man.

Felix was heavily traumatized by what had happened, and developed a strange complex. The only time he was responsive was when he had the knife he’d used in his hands. He never felt safe without it. To him, the knife was the reason he and his mother were alive, and without it he felt he could be killed at any moment.

Knowing his father, though absent, had been a hunter, his mother tried something after all forms of therapy failed. She enrolled him in Signal academy where he could learn to be a hunter. She knew that at least in this way, he’d always have a weapon to keep him sane, and hopefully learning to fight would restore his courage until he could live without a weapon constantly in his hand.

While his anxiety never faded, he did excel at anything combat related. It also turned out he had a knack for engineering, as with limited help, he designed and built a relatively unique weapon, a shot-voulge that he named Fin de Larmes, (End of Tears). He called it such as when he held it, he felt more secure than he had in years. He also designed a simple gauntlet for his offhand which helped him to channel his semblance.

Weapon: Fin de Larmes (End of Tears). A unique design based on an old concept, it is a magazine fed, twin-trigger, over-under, double barrel shotgun with a massive bayonet attached to the bottom barrel. It extends into a voulge (a type of spear), while retaining the ability to shoot. In the extended form, the top sight functions as a hook, and the top trigger activates explosive charges in the stock that gives an extra punch for stabbing attacks.



For his left hand he has a (compared to most weapons) simple, clawed gauntlet. It has no special functions, except that it can retract onto his wrist to reveal his hand when he’s not in combat, and helps him to channel his semblance and mark targets.

Semblance: Hunter’s Mark. Magically marks anything he touches, letting him sense its exact location at all times. Can only mark about three things, and has a limited range of barely a quarter mile, so it isn’t especially useful for long distance tracking. He can then charge his weapon, and if he strikes the mark, it will cut deeper. He can’t charge projectiles however.

Two or three things:

One, while I've had them in my head for a while, I only JUST wrote these up, and I haven't really given them a second look over, so there may be issues, but I wanna put them up now. I'll fix anything you or I find in a bit. Can't wait until they add post previews back...

Two, no I'm not copying you TreueKaiserin, Felix has had the claw thing since I came up with him MONTHS ago, just figured I'd put that out there before anyone said anything. It's a little awkward, but they have totally different purposes, so I hope this doesn't ruffle any feathers. XD

Three, yes, yes I did model Felix's weapon myself, so that's ALMOST exactly what it looks like. I made it during my first modeling class ever in college, so it's an amateur attempt, but more accurate than anything I'll find online. :P

Edit: OH right, hiders within hiders don't work... I'll just leave one up for now.
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