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Thanks, Lupus, I'll add her now. Hopefully anyone else from the Int. Check that might not have moved yet come over here. :P
Thought I replied, to that in the old OOC. Groundskeeper was named Oyaji something, you posted pics of him with cats on his face. XD And if you don't wanna bring back Jack, then you, me, Asuras and Kaithas (He's interested in Co-GM'ing as well) can discuss a new Headmistress/master. Though I still like Jack, if possible. XD And if you don't want Vert back, we can prolly have regular staff in charge of the motor pool and garage.
Hrm, alrighty. I'll also wait to see it in action, sounds interesting.
And I'll update Rygar's link now.
Hrm, alrighty. I'll also wait to see it in action, sounds interesting.
And I'll update Rygar's link now.
the ice queen cometh
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She stood in a corner, back to the wall but near a door. She didn't really like her back to people she didn't know, she'd rather keep an eye on things for signs of trouble. Morella wore a blue hoodie, hood pulled up over her head and right above her eyes. Though it wasn't easy to tell if she was looking at you, one would likely feel a chill down their spine if her gaze fell upon them. She had her headphones on under her hoodie, and her foot tapped along to the music.
"...Beware as the light is fading...beware that the dark returns..." she said to herself, softly singing along as she scanned the room she was in. A couple of girls in the corner were talking so fast that Morella wondered if their Semblance was super speed, and a few guys were gathered on the floor playing some card game. Right next to her, leaning along the same wall, some musclebound jock was on the phone complaining about his an exam, probably to his girlfriend. "I know, it's bull$#!t, I'd have destroyed that guy if the judges were fair...Nah, I still got in, but so did he! ...I dunno if beating him woulda kept him out or not, I just know I looked stupid...well my friends thought so! ...Listen, babe, you're not being very supportive, I listened to you whine about your dead aunt for, like, five minutes, can ya' pipe down while I talk about my business?"
Morella rolled her eyes, reaching up and increased the volume on her headphones so she didn't have to heard this guy. Other than him and the others, there was some groups of people who'd filter in and out of the room, though most of them didn't stay for more than a few minutes.
Morella sighed, closing her eyes and leaning her head back. Maybe she was difficult to get along with, but it wasn't her fault that so many other Hunters were just...annoying. She peered to the left as a new figure walked from around the corner, he'd probably been in the same room with the rest for awhile. Dark brown hair and a very ratty coat, it was so faded and worn, that Morella couldn't even tell what color it was originally supposed to be. For some reason he stuck out, and Morella couldn't place why. Then she spotted his face and recognized him from the exams. He had a crap weapon, looked like it was taped together or something, but he came out with a tie. It was a risky play, but it seemed to work out for him, Morella was slightly impressed with the strategy.
He looked around the room nervously, like he was preparing to...do something. Morella looked to her side at the big guy on the phone, wondering if it was the same guy in the exam as well, but all in all, she didn't exactly care what either of them was doing. She just closed her eyes and listened to the music, wishing the Airship would move faster.
enter the monkey boy
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Oliver was crouching on the railing in front of the window, looking around the room and making popping noises with his mouth. ...So...bo-o-o-ored... he thought, sighing as he rocked back and forth. He reached into his pocket, strangely pulling out a piece of bacon, and gleefully smiled. Popping it into his mouth whole, he started munching and said to himself, "Mmmm...pocket bacon..."
The pleasure was short lived, as Oliver didn't have the foresight to bring his backup pocket bacon, backup backup pocket bacon, emergency bacon, or his secret taco. He'd spent the first few minutes of the ride marveling at the world outside, as he'd never been up on an Airship before, but it wasn't as exciting once all the sights turned to forests and fields. He sighed, mournfully going back to making popping noises with his lips.
He glanced to his left, as a girl with long, dark hair and wolf ears sped through the room, happiness practically blasting from her as she passed. Oliver chuckled, finding her interesting, before his ear pricked beside him. He looked to his right, and further along the railing, a blonde girl with feline ears on her head was sitting down, clutching a bag between her and her knees. She had a very small smile, which quickly disappeared as she shoved her face into her bag.
Oliver sighed, wondering if it was anxiety from going to a new place, maybe from being on an Airship, or something else. Regardless, she was clutching her bag like it was gonna run away, and obviously wasn't in a very good mood. Resolved to do something about it, he stood up on the railing and grabbed one of the supports running along the window to the ceiling, the metal beams had holes that were perfect for gripping. He quickly and quietly swung along from support to support, reaching one near her and hanging upside down. He reached into his satchel before he spoke.
"Hey, you alright? The windows aren't gonna open and suck your bag out, if that's your worry, you can relax," he said to her. As she looked up, she'd see that he wore a big red nose around his face, and clutched a kazoo between his lips. He held three colored sandbags, and started juggling them, which looked bizarre as he was upside down. While he juggled he blew on the kazoo, sounding out "Entrance of the Gladiators," which was a tune most people associated with clowns running about. AS he blew the circus tune and juggled from his odd position, he waggled his head in a merry way, hoping his antics would cheer up this girl. He finished his song and juggling, tossing one sandbag in the air and, with some effort, catching it on his kazoo while he held his arms out. He held the pose, impressive since he had to hold the sandbag and kazoo up with his mouth, as he gave a strained reply through clenched teeth, "Ta...da...!", waiting for the girl's response.
Oh, and everyone so far is approved. *Sigh* Just gotta move them in the Bin now, geez. :P
How does his Semblance manipulate the wood to shape it? It's not a problem with approving your character, I'm just curious what it looks like when he uses his Semblance, or what happens to the wood.
EDIT: Nah, it was the year before, so Cororo was a Freshman when it happened, so he could've taken part if you'd like. Jack's not dead, but I don't think Lucius wants to bring her here, so this canon (if she exists) after she graduated, she disappeared. Maybe she was a teacher for some time after graduating and then vanished, maybe she just retired early, maybe she went back home to help the family, but she wasn't there for the Siege. She may appear in the future, if Lucy wants to bring her back, but for now she's somewhere else
EDIT: Nah, it was the year before, so Cororo was a Freshman when it happened, so he could've taken part if you'd like. Jack's not dead, but I don't think Lucius wants to bring her here, so this canon (if she exists) after she graduated, she disappeared. Maybe she was a teacher for some time after graduating and then vanished, maybe she just retired early, maybe she went back home to help the family, but she wasn't there for the Siege. She may appear in the future, if Lucy wants to bring her back, but for now she's somewhere else
He-e-e-ere's Rosie!
EDIT: It's so I can see how the character will play and act as well, but I know your writing style pretty well, so it's not an much an issue as for newcomers. But if you wanna give a little tidbit of how your character acts for other roleplayers, that's fine, but it's up to you. Also, we've discussed the character previously, so I know a little bit about her already.
EDIT: It's so I can see how the character will play and act as well, but I know your writing style pretty well, so it's not an much an issue as for newcomers. But if you wanna give a little tidbit of how your character acts for other roleplayers, that's fine, but it's up to you. Also, we've discussed the character previously, so I know a little bit about her already.
Coolseville, it was just that most everyone had a neato name, didn't want you to be left out. XP
Reposting Arrun here, Rose is next.
Reposting Arrun here, Rose is next.
Thank you LP, updated your link in the Character Bin. By the by, I'd call you Limey, but I'd feel like I'm insulting a Brit. XD
PM'd you back, Kaith. Casterly's approved, though mehbeh come up with a cool name for the Semblance. :P
Here's a teacher, he's pretty cool.
Name: Dustin Parker
Nickname: Dusty
Race: Faunus, Tiger
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Weapons/Equipment/Armor: “Lightning Chasers,” Gauntlets with four claws that are segmented and conform along the wrist when not in use, but extend to a 8 inches when locked and combat ready. He also has retractable claws at the end of each finger he can use. Either set of claws is very strong, and can claw through stone with little difficulty when enough force is applied. They have Yellow Dust tanks that can channel electricity through the claws, and using the extending claws, Dusty can launch a mid-range electric burst. If he can get in close to an enemy, he can give the target an electric charge that will attract electric attacks, causing them (if they have the proper opposite charge) to home in on them, making it easier to shoot longer range attacks without the electricity dissipating. Though the tanks can be used with different Dust Types, Dusty can only use Yellow/Electric Dust. In extreme cases, he can power the claws with the Dust energy from his own body, as his Aura is similar enough to Dust Energy to be used, but that can be a dangerous drain on his energy if he's not careful.
Semblance: Electric Field Control. Dust has a piece of Yellow Dust embedded in his body, very close to his Aura Center. His Aura keeps the crystal charged, and the Dust affects his Aura. It reacts badly when other types of Dust come into contact with him, but it allows him to have complete control over his own electrical field. Electricity doesn’t affect him like normal, he can channel it through him harmlessly, and the field also helps his Aura keep him from getting hurt from physical attacks when he uses it, as his Aura is more easily manipulated along it. He can also use electricity offensively, attacking with bolts and sparks, though his energy can get drained easily of he attacks over a greater distance. He can also do some smaller tricks, such as magnetizing objects to each other or manipulating metal objects, though he mainly uses his weapons and electric bolts to fight with rather than these. He can use his Semblance more efficiently with his weapons, though he's capable of attacking at short range without them.
Hobbies: Dusty is a smoker, he has a silver cigarette case that’s the only thing he has of his mother. While he’s a very good teacher, he doesn’t like paperwork, and often tries to get out of it. He enjoys watching sports, and despite his smoking, is an avid jogger. Has a set of keys with a pigeon keychain that says “Coo.” He jangles them when he’s bored, which is very annoying along with the keychain’s noise, so he’s often told to put away his “Coo Keys.”
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Personality: A little lazy, and somewhat easily distracted, but he means well. He usually knows what’s best, but can be a bit hypocritical at times. But one time he will act is when people are bullied or being used, he could never sit idly by if he learns of it happening. Though he dislikes doing work and is used to questioning authority, when push comes to shove, he respects the Headmaster at Beacon over almost any other. This can annoy some of the teachers, but for the most part, Dustin’s antics usually amount to playful ribbing or pranks.
[b]Appearance: (Still gonna try and find a picture for this one) Gray hair, blue eyes, usually a gray shirt. Black and gray wolf ears, and he usually has a cigarette in his mouth.
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Here's a teacher, he's pretty cool.
Name: Dustin Parker
Nickname: Dusty
Race: Faunus, Tiger
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Weapons/Equipment/Armor: “Lightning Chasers,” Gauntlets with four claws that are segmented and conform along the wrist when not in use, but extend to a 8 inches when locked and combat ready. He also has retractable claws at the end of each finger he can use. Either set of claws is very strong, and can claw through stone with little difficulty when enough force is applied. They have Yellow Dust tanks that can channel electricity through the claws, and using the extending claws, Dusty can launch a mid-range electric burst. If he can get in close to an enemy, he can give the target an electric charge that will attract electric attacks, causing them (if they have the proper opposite charge) to home in on them, making it easier to shoot longer range attacks without the electricity dissipating. Though the tanks can be used with different Dust Types, Dusty can only use Yellow/Electric Dust. In extreme cases, he can power the claws with the Dust energy from his own body, as his Aura is similar enough to Dust Energy to be used, but that can be a dangerous drain on his energy if he's not careful.
Semblance: Electric Field Control. Dust has a piece of Yellow Dust embedded in his body, very close to his Aura Center. His Aura keeps the crystal charged, and the Dust affects his Aura. It reacts badly when other types of Dust come into contact with him, but it allows him to have complete control over his own electrical field. Electricity doesn’t affect him like normal, he can channel it through him harmlessly, and the field also helps his Aura keep him from getting hurt from physical attacks when he uses it, as his Aura is more easily manipulated along it. He can also use electricity offensively, attacking with bolts and sparks, though his energy can get drained easily of he attacks over a greater distance. He can also do some smaller tricks, such as magnetizing objects to each other or manipulating metal objects, though he mainly uses his weapons and electric bolts to fight with rather than these. He can use his Semblance more efficiently with his weapons, though he's capable of attacking at short range without them.
Hobbies: Dusty is a smoker, he has a silver cigarette case that’s the only thing he has of his mother. While he’s a very good teacher, he doesn’t like paperwork, and often tries to get out of it. He enjoys watching sports, and despite his smoking, is an avid jogger. Has a set of keys with a pigeon keychain that says “Coo.” He jangles them when he’s bored, which is very annoying along with the keychain’s noise, so he’s often told to put away his “Coo Keys.”
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Personality: A little lazy, and somewhat easily distracted, but he means well. He usually knows what’s best, but can be a bit hypocritical at times. But one time he will act is when people are bullied or being used, he could never sit idly by if he learns of it happening. Though he dislikes doing work and is used to questioning authority, when push comes to shove, he respects the Headmaster at Beacon over almost any other. This can annoy some of the teachers, but for the most part, Dustin’s antics usually amount to playful ribbing or pranks.
[b]Appearance: (Still gonna try and find a picture for this one) Gray hair, blue eyes, usually a gray shirt. Black and gray wolf ears, and he usually has a cigarette in his mouth.
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Other student, Morella:
Name: Morella Cinder
Nickname: If you're familiar with her, Cindy, Morry, Ella.
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Weapons/Equipment/Armor: “Midnight Shadows,” Boots made of Obsidium, an obsidian like alloy which gives it the relative strength of metal, but a 10x sharper edge for the bladed parts and an appearance of black glass. The boots have two boosters on each ankle which can be used as firearms, and the bottoms additions that can form into blades, spikes, and shielded cover for intense blunt attacks. They also have spinning cylinders that are powered by her movement, are able to be used to channel the energy from Dust into Glyph Gates to use in combat, to release elemental attacks or aid in her movement. They’re fairly heavy, but she’s trained her legs to be strong enough to wield them easily, though she can streamline them with only one addition to make them lighter if need be.
Semblance: Glyph Gatekeeper. She’s able to use her Aura to in conjunction with her Slicer Spinners to open Glyph Gates. Besides elemental attacks from various Dust types, she has Jump, Dash, Block, and Stop. Besides Block, the rest are mainly used for support, and are difficult to use directly on enemies.
Hobbies: Skating, dancing, smithing, and sparring. She also likes to do all of these things while listening to music, if possible. Has large headphones that can be flipped to be speakers, each one is about the size of a cookie.
Bio: Morella was set to be a premier ballerina, even at a young age, she sold out theatres all over. Graceful, powerful, intense, and driven, she had the makings of a star. But one performance was interrupted by a Grimm attack, and apparently staged by a terrorist organization (Though no hard evidence could be found.). In the attack, Morella lost her parents a traumatizing experience that caused her to drop out of the dancing world. She went through a foster program, and spent years living in an awful foster house waiting to be adopted. Throughout the years, though, she eventually took up dancing again, but couldn’t make it again. The critics considered her damaged goods by now, and an older dancer, no matter how exceptional, wasn’t as impressive as a younger one to them. Turning her anger onto what caused her loss, she put all her purpose into becoming a Huntress. She was lucky enough to enroll into Signal, and passed with flying colors. She learned as much as she could about engineering, crafting her rather complex weapons herself, and learning she was a deft hand at magic as well. She’s not interested in the spotlight anymore, but in simply being the best she can be.
She didn't have access to her family's fortune growing up, and their will stipulated that no guardian or foster parent could use her inheritance without strict permission granted from Morella herself. This obviously wasn't a big draw for her, and didn't make her popular with the woman who ran the foster home, but Morella was finally able to access her money before she was accepted at Beacon. She'd crafted several combat boots with what material she had at Signal, but various metal alloys weren't what she was looking for, so she has a few spare boots she's crafted. She researched a very rare, expensive, and difficult material known as "Obsidium," which is glass-like in appearance but one of the strongest materials in existence, almost like diamond. The process to craft it was very complex, but Morella was determined to have the best weapon she could have, a precision tool that was an extension of herself. Through painstaking research, experimentation, and preparation, she succeeded in crafting Obsidium into the parts she needed, though she'd been accepted to Beacon awhile before she'd finished crafting them. But while she didn't have them when she took the entrance exam, she was looking forward to testing them out once she got there.
Personality: Usually very cold and distant, though is trying to be more accommodating and friendly to people (with little success). Runs by a strict schedule, and loves keeping things in a rhythm. This can apply to her fighting, but she’s learned to not fall into so simple a rhythm that her moves can be predicted. Still has a great fashion sense, though she doesn’t spend money on fancy clothes any longer, and has learned the value of elbow grease and hard work in her efforts. She's not racist towards Fauna, but she'd read reports that the some Fauna maybe have been involved in the attack that killed her parents, so she can be a little on edge when interacting with someone intimidating or shady who's also a Faunus.
Appearance: Though it's very rare that she ever smiles.
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Name: Morella Cinder
Nickname: If you're familiar with her, Cindy, Morry, Ella.
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Weapons/Equipment/Armor: “Midnight Shadows,” Boots made of Obsidium, an obsidian like alloy which gives it the relative strength of metal, but a 10x sharper edge for the bladed parts and an appearance of black glass. The boots have two boosters on each ankle which can be used as firearms, and the bottoms additions that can form into blades, spikes, and shielded cover for intense blunt attacks. They also have spinning cylinders that are powered by her movement, are able to be used to channel the energy from Dust into Glyph Gates to use in combat, to release elemental attacks or aid in her movement. They’re fairly heavy, but she’s trained her legs to be strong enough to wield them easily, though she can streamline them with only one addition to make them lighter if need be.
Semblance: Glyph Gatekeeper. She’s able to use her Aura to in conjunction with her Slicer Spinners to open Glyph Gates. Besides elemental attacks from various Dust types, she has Jump, Dash, Block, and Stop. Besides Block, the rest are mainly used for support, and are difficult to use directly on enemies.
Hobbies: Skating, dancing, smithing, and sparring. She also likes to do all of these things while listening to music, if possible. Has large headphones that can be flipped to be speakers, each one is about the size of a cookie.
Bio: Morella was set to be a premier ballerina, even at a young age, she sold out theatres all over. Graceful, powerful, intense, and driven, she had the makings of a star. But one performance was interrupted by a Grimm attack, and apparently staged by a terrorist organization (Though no hard evidence could be found.). In the attack, Morella lost her parents a traumatizing experience that caused her to drop out of the dancing world. She went through a foster program, and spent years living in an awful foster house waiting to be adopted. Throughout the years, though, she eventually took up dancing again, but couldn’t make it again. The critics considered her damaged goods by now, and an older dancer, no matter how exceptional, wasn’t as impressive as a younger one to them. Turning her anger onto what caused her loss, she put all her purpose into becoming a Huntress. She was lucky enough to enroll into Signal, and passed with flying colors. She learned as much as she could about engineering, crafting her rather complex weapons herself, and learning she was a deft hand at magic as well. She’s not interested in the spotlight anymore, but in simply being the best she can be.
She didn't have access to her family's fortune growing up, and their will stipulated that no guardian or foster parent could use her inheritance without strict permission granted from Morella herself. This obviously wasn't a big draw for her, and didn't make her popular with the woman who ran the foster home, but Morella was finally able to access her money before she was accepted at Beacon. She'd crafted several combat boots with what material she had at Signal, but various metal alloys weren't what she was looking for, so she has a few spare boots she's crafted. She researched a very rare, expensive, and difficult material known as "Obsidium," which is glass-like in appearance but one of the strongest materials in existence, almost like diamond. The process to craft it was very complex, but Morella was determined to have the best weapon she could have, a precision tool that was an extension of herself. Through painstaking research, experimentation, and preparation, she succeeded in crafting Obsidium into the parts she needed, though she'd been accepted to Beacon awhile before she'd finished crafting them. But while she didn't have them when she took the entrance exam, she was looking forward to testing them out once she got there.
Personality: Usually very cold and distant, though is trying to be more accommodating and friendly to people (with little success). Runs by a strict schedule, and loves keeping things in a rhythm. This can apply to her fighting, but she’s learned to not fall into so simple a rhythm that her moves can be predicted. Still has a great fashion sense, though she doesn’t spend money on fancy clothes any longer, and has learned the value of elbow grease and hard work in her efforts. She's not racist towards Fauna, but she'd read reports that the some Fauna maybe have been involved in the attack that killed her parents, so she can be a little on edge when interacting with someone intimidating or shady who's also a Faunus.
Appearance: Though it's very rare that she ever smiles.
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