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Awesome.... I was actually very surprised just how many posts there were.

There was like a 5 day break then.... BAM! Doubled the posts. Incredible I must say.

Down to business, and to answer some questions.


Due to the fact that this is before the White Fang formed, it doesn't mean we can't have a group of Faunus under a different name who eventually become to be known as the white fang. (If that tickles anyone's fancy) To make this work actually, I was thinking this.

Those who were going to have a White Fang character, instead could be a part of Kittman's group 'The Fangs of Iron' which after the bloody war become known as the White Fang. An idea, but it could work.




As for dealing with the amount of people we have, let me count. (6 Characters) All are accepted, you can make changes to bring characters up to par with their semblence. However, those that are older and graduated, should naturally be more powerful than those that are younger and less experienced. (Not to mention a little weakness allows for easy character development)

It seems that everybody in on board for the Faunus side of things.

I will control the human faction that will be fighting the Faunus, however, feel free to have human or other contacts you can use and talk to.




Because we have 6 people, I would like to try making a day in the RP be 2 rotations (everybody posts twice then the next day starts) We could do more, however, I feel that being able to progress the story would be more healthy for an RP. If you think we need more or less rotations feel free to ask.

If we do 2 rotations, make sure to remember that when you post; that way you can cover enough ground with each post.

If you wanted to, you could pm people directly with how you want to interact with their character, (essentially, you could have 1 person post for multiple) it could be more fluid that way. Once again though, this an idea. Use it if you want.




I will be making an OOC with a Character Section soon. The OOC and the RP will have the same name as the IC.

Good luck!
Meeka's Journal
Day 4

Another day, and yet those 3 haven't awoken... I am really beginning to be worried now. After getting ready for the morning, I head back into the infirmary only to find that all of them have awoken to a degree. Very much relieved, I decide to just wait out in the common area on the transport craft, I don't want those 3 to think that I am attached to them. Many of the the students question me whether or not my teammate will be fine. I choose to remain silent and just nod my head in the affirmative. After all the curious students are done asking questions, I hear it. Hear them. Their whispers. I hear the students whispering about me saying that I must be a really good friend with my teammate if I this distraught. Idiots... If only they knew, if only they could understand how I actually feel. It seems they woke up in time because they started lift-off procedures shortly after. Coincidence? Maybe.... I am just glad we are leaving. I have heard from eavesdropping accidentally that we all get a dorm room with our team. Less people to deal with will make it easier for me to relax. The plane finally took off, and Jon is sitting at the other side. It was all going well, until Mishak came out of the infirmary. Immediately, he started picking a fight with Jon and having their usual barbaric contests and words. They finish for a
bit; Mishak walks to where I am. Jon once again calls him a homosexual and...... yea.... this time, Mishak proved that he wasn't a homosexual. He reached to the nearest girl behind me and grabbed her chest... Now he is a pervert. Which apparently is better? How? Anyways, that girl with the molested chest brandished her maul and well mauled Mishak and his face. Poor girl. I really don't feel bad about Mishak being flattened. However, I decided to go back to the infirmary with him to avoid all the attention directed towards the girl sitting behind me. In the infirmary, a nurse slaps Mishak, I hid my mirth well, it was weird however when Mishak pulled out his jaw. It made the same sound as that of metal being bent. The doctor said it was a metal jaw. Possible, but still, odd.... I wanted to ask Mishak why he told Jon to steal my spear, but he suddenly burst out saying that he was a pervert now, and well, that made me really uncomfortable.... I reflexively defended myself and scooted a bit further away from the unstable black man.
We eventually land back at the school, and I wait for everyone to leave the plane before I get off. Mishak runs out challenging Jon to a duel, and now... there is a scheduled duel between the two of them an hour from that point. As interested as I am, I don't do well in crowds, and well... I found a place in a nearby tree after I got a sandwich from the cafeteria. (BTW the lines are ridiculously long in the school's cafeteria) By the time I found a suitable tree, and logged into the school website, the match had started. It was really impressive, despite how unstable, stupid, and socially awkward the 2 were; (More awkward than me) it was a really impressive battle. It almost reminded me of 2 titans fighting to the death, it was so intense that the arena started to shake. I dropped my sandwich near the end when the match was decided. As sad as I was over my lost sandwich, I had a new found respect for those 2.... brawny individuals. Once again, Mishak is carried away on a stretcher. He is always going crazy and not thinking, he will die one of these days if he keeps going like this.
We are all herded into the the schools gargantuan auditorium, where that same man in the scarf begins to announce the teams and their leaders. I was called up along with 3 others; those 3 were the same individuals that were in the forest with me. Mishak, Jax, and Cole along with me. Meeka Gray. The team leader? Me?!.... But, but, how? Why? Of all people why me? I am now very aware of all the eyes staring at me, the thoughts of my teammates now questioning the same thing I am. It takes all of my strength to stay standing. Already I feel the overwhelming responsibility of this position coming to me as my team is already expecting me to know where to go and what to do. I want to hide, avoid this responsibility, run away, but I cannot. The one thing I can do, is use my Scroll to pull up a map of the school, find our dorms, and well... lead them there. I'm sure I took a few wrong turns, but we made it eventually. There was a note on the door that said this room was made because of Mishak.... The doors and walls look normal, but they are all solid plates of steel. The bathrooms are nice, and we each get our
own. I am really grateful for that, I was going to die if I had to share a bathroom with 3 guys.... ugh. All was going well, Cole fell asleep, Jax was excited like no other person about finally being in a dorm, and Mishak... was doing what Mishak does. Which is exercise at all times, and spar when he can. Myself, I was just putting my things away. My things.... In the room, there was my bed, and next to it, a bunch of suitcases, full of; clothes, school supplies, snacks, weapon repair/maintaining kit, etc. I was actually really creeped out. Not only were all the clothes in the cases exactly my size, they were varied in all the styles of clothes I like to wear. If it weren't for the fact that I needed clothes and bathroom essentials, I would have thrown all of this stuff out. I mean... that is just creepy! What type of person would provide this stuff? Could it have been that Man in Black? Possibly, but I don't know.
After I get everything put away, there is a knock on the door, I open it and see Jon. I immediately close the door and walk away. Jax however, being the nice guy he is, opens the door and allows Jon to come in. Jon came to give me flowers. Which actually... is nice of him. Weird. he actually did something good for once. Something I didn't revile about him. Did a girl or someone else give him advice? Either way, I really didn't want to accept them because Jon would think I actually like him. I wouldn't have accepted, except for the fact that my team pretty much coerced me into taking the flowers. Of course, Jon took that as an official acceptance of his status in dating me.... ugh. Sure he is super masculine and chivalrous to a fault, and if I didn't have these 'modifications' I may have been able to stand being near him, but that smell is just too much. Also, how would he react if he saw my 'differences'. I'm not sure, and honestly, I really am not interested in relationships right now. I need to find what happened to the last 4 years of my life. I can't have any closure or sense of security until that is made.
As I prepare for bed tonight, I finally get to take a shower. I can't even remember the last time I showered. literally, the last time I remember is almost 5 years ago...... Gross. I want to believe that I had regularly taken showers during that 4 year blank. It was weird, I have never showered with ears and a tail... it is quite the odd feeling. Also, what shampoo do you use for fur? Should I go buy dog shampoo? I honestly don't know.

Tomorrow can come when it wants, I really don't care. I just want to know what happened to me.
Meeka's Journal
Day 3


It's a new day today, sadly, those 3 boys still haven't woke up. Generally concussions don't last this long, I really hope they will be ok. I go through my daily morning routines, shower, get dressed, eat, look at school schedule. School hasn't started yet, it will tomorrow. I guess they want to give time to the injured to be able to recover. All the teams have returned, all of them passed, some just barely, others without a sweat. I thought about walking around outside for a bit to get some fresh air and out of the infirmary section but the sight and knowledge of that smelly man named Jon, looking for me... I decided to stay inside informing the nurses that we didn't want any visitors, and also to tell them that if a man named Jon asked for me, that I wish to not be disturbed. Most of the day passes in peace, never bothered by Jon, however a nurse did walk in with a Biohazard bag saying that the man named Jon dropped it off. I think I know what's inside, and against my best judgement, I decide to open it. Inside was one of his sweaty shirts. Why does he think that a sweaty smelly shirt is worth anything to anyone? My nose, (amplified as it is) was horribly defiled by that smell, and I immediately disposed of it on the Biohazard waste bin. more time passes, I have had a lot of time to think, being stuck in here. I look upon those 3 idiots, and consider whether or not they could be my friends.... I am not sure... what is a friend? I look at the definition, "A person whom you hold close, or dear, a confidant, someone you trust. Is it all or just 1 of those. Do I trust them? In a sense, but I am not sure where I stand...
Time passes, the same guy with the scarf walks in and asks me some more questions. He hoped that I had remembered more info, but I did not. That man, strange as he is, I can't help but feel a sense a respect for him. A few more hours pass, I can't take it anymore. I decide to brave going outside. Carefully, I pick my way out of the ship and across the clearing, avoiding Jon at every turn I see him. I make it into the trees and I breathe easier. The sounds surrounding me remind me of my home back in the woods. I feel a sense of peace being out here. As I quietly explore (avoiding trouble whenever it appeared), I feel a sense of peace come over me. Maybe it is because it reminds me of home. The only place I actually know, and yet, I am saddened as I cannot find which forest it was. I fear that I will never find my home ever again.... Night is coming, night means more peril. I quickly make it back to camp and stow myself back into the infirmary. I am saddened once again, as no one has woken up from their concussions. I fall asleep in a spare cot after getting ready for bed.
I try to remember my family back when I was human.

Never seen an actual Crystal Chronicles Roleplay in action. Hoping to change that. Based off the original Gamecube Crystal Chronicles

Want to do a Roleplay on what it would have been like for the first caravan to go and locate the Myrrh Trees.

Anyone interested?
I'll make an OOC once I get one more CS.

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Character Sheet

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Party: Student
Name: Race Florence
Race: Human (Wants to be a Faunus)
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Height: 5'6
Weight: 130 lbs

Description
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Biography:
Ever since his first run in with a Faunus at the tender age of 8, Race has always wanted to be a Faunus. He thought that they were 'soooooooooooo' cool. He actually wanted to be one so badly that he started wearing fake wolf ears on the top of his head. Ever since that defining moment, Race has always been the subject of ridicule and transfered to pretty much all the schools. He currently resides at Beacon which is a little more tolerant of his interesting life style. Race has trained since that fateful day to be as strong and fast as the Faunus he wants to become. (A wolf) His family, although they still love him, tried their best to correct his ways, but Race wouldn't listen.

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Combat

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Weapon: Tetra Fang
Melee Form:
Ranged Form: None / Arm guards of the claws extend into a powerful shield

Semblance: Radiant Aegis
Appearence Active: Race focuses his aura into a concentrated ball of light (usually from his hand)
Uses:

A) Can use his aura to strngthen or replenish others
B) Can work as a flashlight
C) Signal Flare
D) Blinding Explosion of Light
E) Can act as a Barrier

Skills:

Faunus Obsession: Knows "EVERYTHING FAUNUS"
Medical Knowledge
Mimick Wolf Sounds Perfectly
Ambidextrous

Meeka's Journal
Day 2


I wake up to the smell of bacon, I choose not to get up, I pretend to sleep. Jax, Mishak and a bunch of the other guys all rush to the cafeteria. I eventually get up, I change outfits, I look at the suggested menu. Junk, fat, more junk. Is this really a school for combat? Is this supposed to be like a last meal? I ask the computer, there are more options, I decide to get cereal. As I eat, spills are made, people are yelling, the ship is alive. Mishak wants a towel, but the bigger smelly guy took them all. I decide to experiment, I go and ask the big guy for a towel. He hands me his sweat soaked shirt. Jax again to the rescue, it seems that Jon respects Jax, and Jon walks away (big smelly guy). I get a towel, I hand it to Mishak along with words of hope. I sense that it had a huge effect on his mentality. Need to keep that in mind. Finally we land, more gently than the last time. Could the school not afford better pilots? We are greeted by 2 teachers, it seems that these are the leaders of the school. 1 by 1 we are thrown into these monster infested woods, expected to survive, expected to work with whoever we meet first.
I landed without fail in the middle of the forest spear in hand, I almost feel at home like back to when I braved the Grimm infested forests of my home when I was younger. Before I met that man in black, before I became a Faunus..... aside from that for now. The first person I run into is Jax. I'm relieved a little but I know that we are in the middle of the woods. Just us 2, a lot of Grimm, and no idea where to walk to. We were sent here to find some artifacts to prove that we pass the test. Things get a little more heated as I hear in the distance, the familiar voice of a certain homocidal/homosexual black man. Sure enough, its Mishak following a kid half his size. I begin to ponder as I watch that kid. He seems he knows where to go, and Jax, being the team friendly person he is, goes along to help make sure that a fight doesn't ensue; probably most likely just wanting to make sure Mishak doesn't flatten the runt. Seeing as how it's better to be in numbers, I decided to follow along.
We come to a clearing, the kid just keeps walking, not caring to survey his surroundings. If he had only taken care, he wouldn't have been ambushed by a Beowulf. Acting quickly, I shoot at the Beowulf, it starts to run away. I take it down with another shot. That kid though, he acts as if nothing happened and keeps on walking forward. Mishak and Jax are going nuts, trying to figure out who this boy is, trying to see why he is so suicidal. I decide not to add my voice, if 2 voices were already at it, what difference would a 3rd make? We pass through the clearing, walk through another small copse of trees, and come to another clearing. This timee with a pond in the middle. The kid just stands at the edge and looks into the water. Mishak, being the unstable force he is, tries to push that kid into the water. He hits the kid really hard, but that kid, that strange little boy, doesn't even budge. I decide to use my semblance (I am able to see the future to a degree) to see what is about to happen. *The kid throws a punch, sending Mishak flying through the trees and out of sight.* I bite my lip hoping that it wouldn't happen. I see the punch coming, but Mishak was able to dodge it. Slightly relieved, it seems that the 2 stop fighting and dive into the water. For what reason though? Shortly after, that runt comes back up with an artifact, the one needed to pass the test. Jax wants me to go in the water with him to find another artifact. I respectfully declined as I don't know how to swim. Shortly after Jax comes back up with an artifact he tells everyone about an iron door beneath the water.
Everyone decidesgoes back in to explore the area, I once again decline to go and instead watch over the area and act as a scout. They all go under, they don't come up. I begin to worry and decide to get to higher ground hoping they will come back up. 10 minutes.... nothing. 20 minutes.... nothing. I am very anxious to know what has happened to them. 30 minutes.... A large noise vibrates the surrounding area, the water explodes into the air, mostly evaporated, as the rest rains down, a woman comes out carrying all 3 of the people and sets them on the ground. What surprised me even more was that the women (a symbol on her shoulder. Triangle with 3 claws?) was able to immediately spot me. She told me to take care of my friends..... Are they my friends? Can I consider people I have only known for a day as a friend? I must think about it later as I know my 'friends' are in trouble.
I get my friends, I have no time to think about it, all of them have concussions, but stable heart rates. As I worry about whether or not they wake, I decided to call in for help. Shortly after my call, medics arrive, I am questioned by the man in the scarf. He seems intrigued and worried at the same time. He leaves and I decide to follow along with the medics, giving my assistance when needed. They are all surprised about my skill and knowledge in medicine and welcome the help. Thankfully, the concussions weren't serious but they still haven't woken up even though 5 hours have passed. It's starting to get late, I need to sleep, but those words burn into my mind. Friends....

Can I consider them friends?

Interested as well. Anymore room?
I have been doing a RWBY Roleplay with a bunch of friends in real life and I have been keeping a journal of how my character is progressing, and what is happening in the Roleplay from my characters point of view.

I actually enjoyed reading the 'Journal Entries' I wrote (so have others that have read it) and decided that I would share it here. If you have any questions about anything you read. Feel free to PM me about it.

Small Background to help you understand the beginning.

Meeka is a young girl (age 15) who was a human at start (transformed Faunus). She met a guy dressed in black 4 years ago, and now she can't remember what happened 4 years ago.




Meeka's Journal
Day 1


First day, the only thing I can remember before now was when I was 11. Back when I met that man in Black. Now... I have no memory of why I am here, why I have this spear, why I am on a plane to go to a school I have never even heard of. Memory foggy, hurts when I try to think beyond this flight. I am extremely nervous about my surroundings, all the people here, I have never seen, but they all look my age. Well, except for the robots and the veteran sitting near me. I'd rather not interact with these kids. I do not know anything about them, some seem very unstable, especially that black kid. I just seem to be in a very disadvantageous situation, the pilot is an idiot, homicidal guys, and don't even get me started on the smelly big guy who doesn't know the meaning of personal space. Then there is the one sane kid on the plane who actually saved me from the big guy. He said his name is Jax, and he.... well I can tell he is trying to be nice, but how do I act around other people? It seems that asking the same questions others ask is acceptable. What else happened on that plane.... right. Another idiot fired a chain gun inside the ship, normally it wouldn't have made me cry but the suddenness of the sound and my sensitive hearing was just to much to bear. Which brings me to my next mystery.... WHY DO I HAVE WOLF EARS AND A WOLF TAIL!!!!
I was human in my other memories, my parents were too. The only logical answer I can make is that the man in black is responsible for this change and I will find him no matter what. I need to know why he did this to me or if he knows who did. Until then, however, I am just going to have to adapt and hide my unnatural appendages so people will see me as I am. I hear that being labeled as a Faunus is a fate worse than death, and although I am not a Faunus, to others, I would be labeled as such. My thoughts like my diary, confused, jumbled, no organization, and worst of all.... empty. The feeling I have knowing that I have been robbed of my memory is a large blow to my identity. People will probably label me as insecure, but can I blame them? They know nothing of losing memory, the literal and figurative pain is unbearable.
Finally, the plane has landed, abrupt and hard as it was, at least I am on the ground. Waiting, waiting for people to leave the plane. Next, I am confronted by the big black homicidal maniac. I'm scared, he just threatened to kill me, for what reason. None.... He just threatened me. I am coerced to leave with him, a robot stops the big black guy; while he is distracted, I run away. He chased me down, but I am to quick, maybe its because of the changes to my body? I stay hidden, the big black guy leaves, I think his name was Mishak. Either way, I would like to avoid him. It seems that constant exposure to him would increase my likelihood of death. I head back to the plane, I ask the robot where I should go. It refers me to my Scroll. What is a scroll? I check my pocket and inside it is a device with my info, school schedule; I guess this device is a scroll? I refer to it, I find a map. That's handy. Along with the schedule, I navigate the school and make it to the next stop.
A guy wearing a black coat with a green scarf steps onto the stage, he speaks about why we are here. I have no recollection of any purpose why am I here. Should I adopt his purpose so I can actually have one? No time to rest, no time to think, already we are being herded back to the planes to go on our first mission. As I head to the ship, I avoid the one we came in, that pilot was terrible. Hopefully this one would be better. I am about to board the plane, there is a high-pitched scream brief but full of anguish, a commotion of guards, I try not to notice and go into the plane. There is a large singular round room, it seems that the best way to minimize contact would be to sit at the entrance. That way, only 1 person could sit next to me. As people board, that kid, Jax, sits next to me and another I do not know. Mishak boards the plane... did I just feel a dip in the craft when he stepped on? How heavy is he? It seems that his behavior is what pushes people away from him, maybe if some kindness was shown, he would become more mentally stable?
Nighttime, we are still flying, all students are forced to sleep close together in the same room. I open my case, when did I get this case? I didn't even bring it with me. Yet my name is on it, and all the clothes are my size. Its strange, but I don't complain, I need clean clothes, I look for pajamas, I find a single white onepiece. I put it on in the restroom, I try to sleep, but people are noisy. I see Mishak wearing pink and white polka dot onesie. He actually looks like a teddy bear in it. I continue to try to sleep, people begin to talk about how they miss their parents, I begin to think of mine. I try hold back the tears, yet... they come anyway. It seems that Jax has taken it upon himself to protect me for now. Why? What did I do to receive this boon?
I can't even find peace in my dreams, yet it is better than being awake. I cry myself to sleep.




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Character Sheet

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Party: (Faunus / Human / Mlitary) Choose a faction you want to support. For example, You could be a human that supports Faunus. However, you can choose to be a Faunus not apart of the military or a human not apart of the military. You could be a school student. Ect.
Name:
Race: (Faunus / Human / Cyborg Prototype)
Gender:
Age:
Height:
Weight:

Description
: (Write it/Use a Picture)

Biography: (There really are no restrictions, could be an experiment that went wrong, I.E: A human trying to become a Faunus)

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Combat

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Weapon: (Pitures or Written)
Melee Form:
Ranged Form:

Semblance:
Appearence Active:
Uses:
(How do you use your semblance generally. You can make up new uses later on in the RP)

Skills: (Can learn more skills later on in RP if you want. Just write the most prevalent skills you have. Do NOT need a list of 'EVERYTHING')




As for the story. Where and when to start. I am not sure. Seeing as how this will all be made up with not much evidence to support its claim. I feel there is a lot of room for freedom and story. I do want this to be fun so what type of plot line should the main story be. A secret espionage mission to assassinate someone? Stealing vital info. The war itself. All of it put together?

What is everyone interested in doing?
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