Lugubrious

RWBY - Haze

Gwyneira? A smooth name, with an aspect of majesty. Abel could honestly say he had never heard that name in his life. Still, he supposed, a designation as unique as that befitted her very well. He had already inhaled to introduce himself in full when the girl continued talking, unknowingly cutting him off. Her comment about lightening confirmed that his use of his semblance had indeed had consequences beyond sizzling a couple of Grimm; at least the acoustics had drawn in a good-looking chick rather than an Itazmná or King Taijitu. By the time he had found appropriate words to describe his semblance, Gwyn had already moved on.

“Rope?” He repeated, then mentally cursed himself for acting like such a fool. “No...” he muttered before looking around for another way. The trees seemed like a good option, and one he hadn't thought of -though admittedly he hadn't thought much about the strategy he had used to cross the chasm, either- and apparently the same idea occurred to his partner. Abel stepped back from the edge obligingly, resting the butt of the Ampere's shaft in the ground, and inserted his other hand into his pocket.

Having nothing to do but watch everything Gwyn was doing, Abel prepared well in advance for the falling branch. While the length of russet wood was long and thick, it was child's play for Abel to sidestep out of its way and allow it to crash down harmlessly in place. It proved long enough to reach both ends of the fissure despite the elevation difference, effectively spanning it.

Unfortunately, the unique placement of the big branch's ends meant that it had no sooner landed than it started to roll. Abel noticed this fairly quickly, having been staring at it for the past ten seconds, and quickly moved to keep it still. He brought the Ampere about and rammed its blade about two inches into the hardened soil at the crevice's precipice, just enough to keep it from moving. “Kinda unstable. I'd hurry across if I were you.” After a brief moment, he held out an encouraging, beckoning hand for her to take as she stepped across. “My name is Abel Fulgurate. Good to meet you.”

The Heroes of Beacon

Royalty's gotta learn too. And what better place than Beacon? I could envision a very interesting character, struggling with pride and adjusting to normal society, somewhat like Weiss but to an ever greater degree.

RWBY - Haze

A high-pitched squeal from the area Abel just left caught his attention. While the obvious assumption was that it belonged to one of the Boarbatusks he had encountered -and presumably the one his lightening had disabled- the noise seemed too...feminine. Every instinct in Abel's body urged him to leave the chasm in his dust and rush in the direction of the artifacts; instead, he sighed lightly before turning around and retracing his steps.

Upon returning to the cliffside he witnessed a human girl across the fissure, just rising from the ground. Closer examination revealed her to be a Faunus, which gave Abel a small jolt. He hadn't seen another Faunus -aside from Mary- since he had arrived, and this one seemed to be a sheep as well. As the girl dusted herself off, Abel's eyes quickly swept over her. White and a metallic hue of blue dominated her clothing, which Abel found to be fairly cute. Putting any aesthetics aside, he quickly noted that she didn't seem to be wearing any armor, nor did could she boast a very impressive physique. Her polearm, while complicated-looking, didn't look like a tool of defense either. If this girl was to be his partner, as she would any second now when their eyes met, he assumed he would fulfill the role of guardian. How appropriate.

A short moment later, the girl noticed Abel standing on the other side of the chasm, and their eyes briefly locked—amber on azure.

“Hey!” He yelled. It seemed a little ridiculous to shout when the chasm only stretched about twelve yards wide -and honestly, he was surprised that she didn't notice him immediately- but he did it nonetheless. “Heard your cry. Everything alright? Wouldn't want to start off with an injured partner.” Abel spared a moment to look at the two paralyzed Boarbatusks he had left behind a little while ago. One of them was inching toward the nearest bush, shoving its weight across the ground using its hind legs. The other appeared to be dead, and was slowly dissolving into smoke.

The Heroes of Beacon

While I'd love to post I'll wait for Galg to preserve the post order.

The Heroes of Beacon

poog the pig said
Sure blood has iron, but it doesn't have enough iron to make an edgy dead man blood blade with it you kinky little shit.

Why are you here...?

The Heroes of Beacon

YES KABE, MORE ELECTRICITY FOR THE ELECTRICITY GOD

Ahem

If I get an opportunity for an upgrade, I would love to have some earth dust infused into Abel's gauntlets. A little extra strength and protection would go a long way with him.

Sword Art Online

As someone who recently watched the show, I might be interested.

RWBY - Haze

It wasn't until Abel almost fell into the chasm that he noticed it. As he struggled to keep from losing his balance and toppling down into the fissure, he let out a surprised sort of yell best described as “Huuuuuuurgh!” After a second or two of panic he steadied himself, and buried his face in the palm of his off hand in mortification of the ridiculous noise he had made. When that was done, he busied himself with studying the chasm.

While not particularly wide -only about four yards across, Abel guessed- the crevice appeared to be seriously deep. By squinting he could make out running water at the ravine's bottom, possibly indicating that the landform had been eroded over eons. Still, the giant crack seemed too jagged and unnatural for slow weathering by water; the idea of an earthquake opening a fault better explained its existence. For a moment Abel considered trying to leap the little gorge, but he thought better of it when he realized that the other side rose a foot or two higher than his own. Just as he looked to his right to see how far the chasm extended to either direction, a noisy grunt sounded from his left.

Abel whirled around to find a Boarbatusk roughly forty feet away, half-hidden by a clump of shrubs on the cliff''s edge. The beast looked at him curiously, apparently debating whether or not Abel was worth the effort of skewering on its tusks. With a second grunt and a toss of its head, some sort of stay-away gesture if Abel's knowledge of the Grimm served him correctly, and it resigned itself to munching grass. The boy watched it for a moment, silently acknowledging the creature's unusual passivity, then charged.

The Boarbatusk flinched, spitting out green blades as it attempted to face him. Abel reached it before it could gain any momentum, and whipped the Ampere about in a single horizontal slash with no regard for its natural armor. The weapon only got halfway through the beast's bony plates before sticking, where its cutting energy became pushing energy. The force of Abel's attack launched the pig off the edge, where it dropped, squealing horribly, to the water and granite below.

Any satisfaction gained from the brief encounter vanished when Abel became aware of more grunting—louder and angrier, too. From the underbrush all around him emerged more Boarbatusks, advancing slowly but steadily, and clearly pissed at the boy who had doomed one of their kin to fall. Abel quickly took count of the Grimm, amassing six total, and quickly ran over his strategies. The obvious ploy was to use and abuse his semblance while defending himself, hopefully getting a few of the beasts to join the one in the chasm while not falling in himself. So thinking, Abel shifted the Ampere to staff mode and let loose.

A bolt of lightning arced from the dust crystal focus in the weapon's shaft into the nearest Boarbatusk, pumping the ill-tempered pig with thousands of volts and about an eightieth of an amp. In an instant, the creature was fried, and it collapsed to the ground in spasms. While not dead, its paralysis would keep it from interfering, and with any luck it would suffocate in the process. After a brief moment of shock, the others charged. The fight was on.

Abel jumped into the air, swapping the Ampere to blade mode as he did and pivoting it down. The closest Boarbatusk was helpless to change course or otherwise react as he fell with his full weight upon it, driving the Ampere between its bone plates and nailing it to the ground. Abel heaved, pulling the dead weight up, and flung the corpse into the face of his next opponent. Upon impact, the husk dissolved into smoke permeated with electricity, distracting the Boarbatusk hit. Frowning, Abel sidestepped to let the blinded creature careen past him and into the gorge. As he did so, he was already preparing for the next one, which change direction slightly to impale him. Instead, Abel impaled it, holding the Ampere away from him and letting the Boarbatusk's momentum drive its head into the blade. Abel wasted no time marveling at the Grimm's stupidity and pulled the blade out. The next Boarbatusk had already curled up into a ball and was spinning in place, storing momentum for a devastated rolling smash. Abel quickly moved to position himself behind the smoking cadaver and crouched. No sooner had he done so than the Grimm sped forward, covering twenty feet in a split second. It unknowingly ramped off its dead comrade, flying into the air. As it did so, Abel reached a hand up and grabbed it by its nearest exposed part—a tusk. Abruptly, he joined the Boarbatusk in its flight, carried by its momentum. Mostly by luck he managed to release at a good moment, and sailed over the top of the chasm's opposite side while the monster smacked into it before plummeting to the bottom.

Abel tumbled for a moment until he collided with a tree trunk. Slightly dazed, very dizzy, but mostly okay, he regarded the lone surviving Boarbatusk across the chasm, bellowing wrathfully. Nonchalantly, Abel changed Ampere modes again and zapped it with a lightning bolt. As the twitching pig smoked, he turned away to continue his trek into the Emerald Forest.

The thundering crackle of lightning reverberated through the trees, sure to catch the attention of anyone nearby.

The Heroes of Beacon

Abel had been searching his mind for the appropriate words to respond to his partner's suggestion when the thundering roar chased his thoughts away. While Bridget flinched and took cover, he froze in his tracks. As the sound swept over him, he didn't move. His first instinct was that this clamor belonged to some monstrous Grimm, but even though his knowledge of the monsters wasn't perfect, he knew nothing of one that sounded like a tiger. Even so, he went over to Bridgett and crouched down beside her lest some rampaging beast charge out of the yawning darkness.

A few uneventful moments passed. Abel was aware of every breath taken, by himself and Bridgett both. By the time he counted twenty, he decided that if there was any real threat, it would have become apparent by now. He returned to his full height, and sauntered onto the train tracks leading into the stygian darkness. As he moved, he swapped the Ampere into staff mode. "Never tried this before," he muttered in a low tone, not clearly enough for the girl to hear. Holding the Ampere above his head, he carefully allowed his aura to flow through it. The electric current reached the crystal focus in its head, but with such a low voltage it merely congregated there instead of arcing out into the air. A fitful azure glow projected from the dust crystal, emitting a steady sparking noise in the process, and the shadows shrank away. Abel took a few steps across the wooden ties of the track and entered the cave. The light he cast was weak, but it was probably preferable to blindness. "Hah!" He exclaimed, his voice creating a slight echo. "Didn't think that would work. Time to go and get killed by whatever roared at us, I guess."

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Yeah, I wasn't abandoning us. Just a sort of wake-up call. You can count on me to return when it's time.