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The Fate of Ward 8: A Tokyo Ghoul RP

Travis

Travis rolled out of bed and squinted at his digital clock struggling to make out the numbers. Seven, five, Eight. AM! His head collided with his bedside table "Fuck I missed it." he forced himself to stand up and he rubbed his forehead and eyes. With a slight groan he made his way into the lounge of his apartment. He lazily flopped onto his couch and flicked on the TV only to catch the last few moments of the power rangers mega force outro. He sighed. "Now how am I supposed to spend the first thirty minuets of the day?..." He sighed and looked out a window.

He then made an agitated moan and got off his couch, he didn't want to got outside but he didn't want to be bored either. After a minuet or so he managed to coax himself off the comfy couch and into the shower. After cleaning himself up he looked out the window again I guess I could got to that new coffee shop that just opened today. No doubt other ghouls will be there, I might make some friends. Heh. With that thought he cracked a smile and got into one of his many suits. He then grabbed his keys, wallet and phone before heading out for the new Coffee shop.

As he walked along the footpath he counted his fingers confirming that he had to eat in the in three days at the very least, he could eat earlier but it was by no means necessary. As he walked up to the new coffee shop he read its name "The Birdcage" Huh,
this should be interesting. he slid open the door and stepped inside. "Good morning." he said as he gave the woman at the desk a nod. He realised it had been quite a long time since he's had coffee he was never a big coffee person, but the girl behind the desk may change that.

Monster hunter: Story of Cantarco village.

I'd say just wait for Zekari to post so we can keep the sort of pattern going while they are in a group.

Remnants of the Past

Diana was leaning on a wall listening to the conversation between Ozpin and Marlin. She simply waited for her turn not looking up as Marlin went past. She then pulled out her scroll and got the item list ready. Diana then placed the scroll on Ozpin's desk. "You are correct. I need Ironwood to get those items delivered to me, and before you ask the prosthetic legs are for the boy... Be sure to mention to Ironwood how brave the child was..."

Diana took a breath. "Ironwood values bravery. So you must make sure to tell him that. And he'll understand about all the medical supplies." she sighed. "I must also thank you for this opportunity. I've not had the chance to be on a team until this point. And you have let me finally be able to experience it. I'd not imagine it would be this... Stressful..." Diana was obviously conflicted, she was annoyed by her team but was also grateful that they existed. She guessed she'd have to act a little "nicer" if she were to get be able to stay as part of the group. Whether or not she could pull that off was another story.

Remnants of the Past

Diana let out a sigh. "You would do well not to judge other kingdoms as if they were your own. Remnant is a large place. You can't afford to be so close minded..." With that Diana was done talking. She had lost the motive to continue arguing, she had realised she was guilty of what she'd been telling Marlin not to be. This miffed her as most thing do. She was very close to spilling her past to Marlin but had managed to hold it back. He didn't deserve it, not yet at least.

Diana then looked up at the entrance of the shuttle bay that would take them up to Beacon. The trip would be silent, Diana was clearly not wishing to talk to Marlin out of fear of starting an argument, and a little bit of spite. She looked over her list of supplies and frowned at the bottom item. "Prosthetic legs (knees down)" She had an assortment of measurements underneath it that she took while looking after Hansa albeit very indiscriminately. Then She would head up into Ozpin's office and wait for Marlin to do whatever it was he had to do.

Adolescent Heroes (Teen Titans Inspired)

Curtis "City Dragon"

Curtis enjoyed the feeling of the rain on his scales but he hissed quietly as some of the water seeped through a slight gap in his bandages and into his shoulder wound. He then frowned at Marcus"Your driving! That's why you're crazy!" Kurt sighed and put a hand up to his shoulder to try and adjust the bandage a little. He stopped himself knowing it was probably a bad idea. Kurt grumbled at the question about the spy gear"I don't know. If there is it's probably broken at this point..." Kurt's attention was then grabbed by the voice of a yelling girl he looked up at the girl who had a bow aimed at him.Heh that's not going to do much...He thought to himself he hissed again from rain getting into his wound.

He frowned at Marcus shifting the blame onto him, and his near slip up with the name. He grumbled to himself "Oh yeah blame it on the lizard... Real original... He said this fairly quietly so it was most likely drowned out by the rain. Kurt then refocused on the girl with the bow. He'd gone to speak but Marcus was already running his mouth.

Then Kurt face palmed. Marcus had just said to this girl who could well be related to one of the victims that he had the answer to their question of "WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER!?" buy pulling out a rubber ball and eating it. Was he actually stupid!? There was only one way for that to be interpreted! And it was not a good thing! He then watched Marcus leap at the girl and went to try and grab him but he was far to slow. "Dammit Chef!" He yelled now forced to watch what happened next.

Remnants of the Past

Diana stopped walking took off her sun glasses and slowly slid them into her pocket. She was not at all impressed with Marlin's response in fact she was extremely angered by it. She turned to face him her hair was now noticeably brighter. "You fought since you were a child did you? Cry me a fucking river! You feel like you're entitled because you live a hard life!? News flash! The world doesn't revolve around you! And you're not the only one who's lived a hard life! It's not a title or privilege you wave around to get people to sympathise with you! Because believe it or not you are the lucky one! You are the survivor the one who got out of poverty! You have no right claim you're fighting right now! Because there are people who have lived their entire lives alone, there are people who never have anything! You have a life ahead of you. Others are not so lucky..." Diana's hair died down and so did her tone. She then took a deep breath and walked on. As she walked she pulled her sunglasses out of her pocket and slipped them back on. She needed to calm herself quickly to avoid her semblance causing an incident.

Remnants of the Past

Diana hissed "You have no idea who I am. So don't you dare compare me to other huntresses, I am nothing like them. If they showed distaste in you presence I can sympathise. You are reckless and impulsive two things that most good hunters know is dangerous when confronting Grimm. But just because I share an opinion of you that many could, does not make me as lucky as a hunter!" Her anger had caused her to slip up. She growled and continued walking towards Beacon. "Just. Shut your mouth. your kind think they're so special. You think that you can judge someone just because your own life has been hard. But you forget to consider others can experience hardships as well. You're so quick to judge my actions as cruel or mean but fail to see there is a possible reason behind it!" Diana then stormed off ahead of Marlin she was done with the conversation. She looked at Beacon and it was still so far away, she knew she was going to have to listen to the drunken Cat's retort. Her hair was now a slightly lighter shade of red.

The Fate of Ward 8: A Tokyo Ghoul RP

Travis "Crimson cross" Malone

Character Sheet

Name: Travis Malone.

Alias: Crimson cross.

Faction: Ghoul.

Age: 23.

Personality: Travis is a very precise person who makes sure to think things through properly, but will sometimes act in the moment reacting in they way he feels is best. Tho he much prefers planning in private on any number of scenarios. When interacting with people he tries to be very open and forthcoming with his details showing he has nothing to hide (besides being a ghoul). After getting to know someone well enough he may disclose his true nature but they would have to gain his utmost trust. He can also be very sarcastic but this is only to those he does not like or for a joke. Tho if you were to catch Travis in his free time he'd come of as a bit lazy and disorganised.

Appearance:

Cheeky pics

Travis has sharp blue eyes and short messy brown hair. He keeps his face shaved, his soft cheeks and nose make him appear a little younger then he actually is. He stands at 6 foot even and weighs around 80kgs, he is very lean and often conceals his physique underneath long sleeves and pants. His body isn't that special either looking well looked after but not excelling in anything. And he does love his suits and wares one everywhere, there is never a time where a nice suit isn't appropriate. His Kagune on the other hand is very robust being a kokaku. It's usual shape is a gargantuan blade that is highly reminiscent of a Dinovaldo's tail blade pbs.twimg.com/media/CZfY3L2UEAATdwl.jpg. It's enormous length and thickness make it very slow but extremely brutal, it may look like a sword but it's attacks are almost as blunt as a hammer. When it is active it completely covers Travis' right arm, it has great reach in its base form but it can hardly extend it's reach as a result. Being 3 meters long base and extending to a maximum of 4 meters, this devastating weapon can't really be used quietly.

Travis' mask covers his face in a white guise being almost featureless except for a large red cross that sits between his eyes. The eye holes themselves are also rimmed with red.

History: Travis was a lucky kid, his parents made sure his early life was easy which was fairly easy in the 8th ward. He keeps in contact with his parents to this day sometimes even having diner with them. But after Travis left home he had to fend for himself, he actually took to this new life style very easily. He learnt how to cook even tho he couldn't eat the food he made, but he figured that it would help give him good cover if he ever had a run in with the CCG. And when feeding he preferred to kill older people, they were slower and quite frankly much quieter. Plus there was less wasted life that way. Tho killing was not his first resort he tries to scavenge as much as possible only killing if he absolutely had to. His large intimidating Kagune helped him to ward off some Ghouls without even launching and attack. In his most recent year he realised how he felt kinda lonely and went around town looking for a possibly girlfriend, but he wasn't very successful he'd moved into a large apartment and had a decent job as a manager for a fast food joint, tho he felt the staff only interacted with him out of necessity. He did get pretty intense and thorough when it came to work stuff and he sorta got why they wouldn't try to keep in touch.

Skills:
Good cook.
Great at coming up with plans.
Management and coordination.
Situation analysis.

Equipment: Travis keeps his phone, house keys and Wallet on him at all times. He never really had the need to carry anything else.

Remnants of the Past

Diana frowned as Marlin said he would be following her. She put her scroll away and looked ahead at the distant Beacon, she sighed knowing she was going to have to deal with this Cat for while. "Thank you for the compliment. But that is a rough job at best, I don't carry supplies suited for any Faunus appendages. I will have to change that..." Diana seemed irritated by Marlin's goofy attitude (surprising huh?). As they continued walking Diana never looked back at Marlin tho she felt like he was handling his current state fairly well, still being able to walk after all his reckless Aura expenditure annoyed her if someone had his kind of Aura and any amount of discipline they could be a truly fearsome warrior. But this man wasted his time getting drunk and goofing around.

After Marlin asked how Ironwood found her, her right eye twitched under her sunglasses and her hair lit up ever so slightly before instantly dying back down. "My history is none of your business." Diana's tone carried a slightly mad but mostly assertive feel. Her disdain for Marlin was evident but she didn't care, she wasn't about to tell Marlin anything about herself. They had just met plus and he was a reckless drunk, two of the many things Diana does not like. He would have to earn her respect before she would even consider telling him anything.

Remnants of the Past

Diana watched the Ambulance leave with Yoki and Eve then looked over at Marlin not making eye contact. "You should probably get your tail looked at, it'll need better treatment than that. I am surprised at how well it worked honestly..." Diana turned away and then headed towards Beacon she didn't know or care about what Marlin's plans were. Unless it involved him being around her for longer, then she was very much unhappy hearing it. She hung her little box of tricks on her hip and sheathed her blade. She stopped and looked back at Marlin, "It was... An experience working with you. But now I must get a message out to Ironwood. So I bid you farewell." She then started to walk off towards Beacon tower and pulled out her scroll she wrote down a list of things so she didn't forget them on her way there. After she was done with the list she slid on her sunglasses.