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Phantomlink959
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Today I reached the conclusion that, if presented with an exact duplicate of herself, one of my characters would DEFINITELY hit that.
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Today I reached the conclusion that, if presented with an exact duplicate of herself, one of my characters would DEFINITELY hit that.
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7 yrs ago
They're not LONG chapters; but the fact I've managed to right 2 meh and 4 half decent ones in 4 days makes me very happy with myself.
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7 yrs ago
Wow, I just realized it's been a full year since the Avadon incident.
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7 yrs ago
Decided to half-ass nanowrimo by doing a RWBY OC fanfic I've been thniking about for ages. The fight scene I'm working on rn just feels.... right.
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7 yrs ago
According to the scale i just weighed in on I'm down to 313 from a starting point of 330 when i started going to the gym a little ovver a month ago
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I think RMPT is dead :/
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Feel free, but I'm not going to enforce it as a goal for the rest of the group
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I've already got things planned, sorry. If I integrated yours I'd have to integrate them all.
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Three months ago
"I found no need to study the history of Man, for I have lived through many ages. And what is there to study, when they repeat the same mistakes time and time again? Nothing. Left on their own, they are little more than a drop of water in a river, doomed to follow the same road forever. But now, as they near ultimate destruction, it is time to invervene. Mankind needs heroes, and so I shall provide them." He mused as he stood in front of the window of the Headmaster's tower, gazing out over the school and the city beyond.
"What are you muttering about now, General?" Inquired the Headmaster. He glanced up from where he was sitting at his desk, filing paperwork for the latest batch of hopeful students.
"The day is fast approaching, Ozpin. You know this as well as I do." The silver-clad man reminded him as he stepped away from the window. His voice boomed in the empty room, accentuated by the soft sounds of the gears grinding in the background.
"Indeed." Ozpin agreed, inclining his head. "They will not sleep forever. How much longer do we have?"
"A few more years, at least, and a decade at most. Long enough to prepare the newest soldiers in any case." He sighed heavily, the purple glow emanating from his eyes dimming for a moment. "Just pray they are enough."
With those ominous words he departed, retrieving an enourmous sheath and the swords contained within from beside the door. He paused in front of the elevator and glanced back at Ozpin. "I have work that must be done. I trust you have everything in hand."
He swept from the room before Ozpin could reply. The Headmaster sighed as he refocused on his paperwork. "Yes, of course."
Present Day
"Headmaster, the new students will be arriving soon." Glynda stepped up behind the older man, focused on the scroll she held. "It seems we have a few promising students again this year."
"I certainly hope so." Ozpin mused. Glynda shot him a glance but he didn't notice, and she chalked it up to the Headmaster being cryptic as always "How many years have I been doing this, Glynda?"
"Too many, some might say." She told him, well used to the question. He sighed into his mug.
"Sometimes I fear they may be right."
"There's no one better for the job, sir." She assured him. "Beacon just wouldn't be the same without you."
"You flatter me, Glynda."
Below, on the Beacon Cliff, a tall Professor with brown hair watched the inbound shuttles as they flew over the city. Beside him, a lanky young man wearing the Beacon student uniform watched with sharp eyes. "So, are you excited to meet your new schoolmates, son?"
"Underclassmen, dad. It's not like they'll share classes with me." He reminded the older man. The hawk-eyed boy turned to leave. "I should get back to the dorm; the rest of the team will be waiting for me."
The Professor patted his son on the shoulder as he walked away. "Say hi to your cousins for me, Garen. Oh, and keep them away from the new arrivals. They can be a bit...intimidating at first glance."
The brown haired young man nodded in agreement as he threw a wave over his shoulder. "Good luck with the recruits."
The fatherly man turned back to watch the approaching airship and muttered to himself, "Let's hope I don't need it."
(Your characters are on the first airship. You have two rounds until airship welcome speech.)
"I found no need to study the history of Man, for I have lived through many ages. And what is there to study, when they repeat the same mistakes time and time again? Nothing. Left on their own, they are little more than a drop of water in a river, doomed to follow the same road forever. But now, as they near ultimate destruction, it is time to invervene. Mankind needs heroes, and so I shall provide them." He mused as he stood in front of the window of the Headmaster's tower, gazing out over the school and the city beyond.
"What are you muttering about now, General?" Inquired the Headmaster. He glanced up from where he was sitting at his desk, filing paperwork for the latest batch of hopeful students.
"The day is fast approaching, Ozpin. You know this as well as I do." The silver-clad man reminded him as he stepped away from the window. His voice boomed in the empty room, accentuated by the soft sounds of the gears grinding in the background.
"Indeed." Ozpin agreed, inclining his head. "They will not sleep forever. How much longer do we have?"
"A few more years, at least, and a decade at most. Long enough to prepare the newest soldiers in any case." He sighed heavily, the purple glow emanating from his eyes dimming for a moment. "Just pray they are enough."
With those ominous words he departed, retrieving an enourmous sheath and the swords contained within from beside the door. He paused in front of the elevator and glanced back at Ozpin. "I have work that must be done. I trust you have everything in hand."
He swept from the room before Ozpin could reply. The Headmaster sighed as he refocused on his paperwork. "Yes, of course."
Present Day
"Headmaster, the new students will be arriving soon." Glynda stepped up behind the older man, focused on the scroll she held. "It seems we have a few promising students again this year."
"I certainly hope so." Ozpin mused. Glynda shot him a glance but he didn't notice, and she chalked it up to the Headmaster being cryptic as always "How many years have I been doing this, Glynda?"
"Too many, some might say." She told him, well used to the question. He sighed into his mug.
"Sometimes I fear they may be right."
"There's no one better for the job, sir." She assured him. "Beacon just wouldn't be the same without you."
"You flatter me, Glynda."
Below, on the Beacon Cliff, a tall Professor with brown hair watched the inbound shuttles as they flew over the city. Beside him, a lanky young man wearing the Beacon student uniform watched with sharp eyes. "So, are you excited to meet your new schoolmates, son?"
"Underclassmen, dad. It's not like they'll share classes with me." He reminded the older man. The hawk-eyed boy turned to leave. "I should get back to the dorm; the rest of the team will be waiting for me."
The Professor patted his son on the shoulder as he walked away. "Say hi to your cousins for me, Garen. Oh, and keep them away from the new arrivals. They can be a bit...intimidating at first glance."
The brown haired young man nodded in agreement as he threw a wave over his shoulder. "Good luck with the recruits."
The fatherly man turned back to watch the approaching airship and muttered to himself, "Let's hope I don't need it."
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Alright, since the last character is all bu finalized, I'm going to drop the OP. Turn order follows team order, collaborative posts count as the post for that round for all players who contribute. both teams may post simultaneously as long as turn order is followed.
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Alright, let me see...
At this stage the only change I can see is getting the weapon abbreviation down to 4 letters. I recommend Twin Dust Hook-Swords (TDHS)
At this stage the only change I can see is getting the weapon abbreviation down to 4 letters. I recommend Twin Dust Hook-Swords (TDHS)
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hook swords could be interesting. do with that what you will.
one thing is important, though. you were trying to combine sniper and monk, which are incompatible combat roles.
one thing is important, though. you were trying to combine sniper and monk, which are incompatible combat roles.
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I live a few miles south of Portland, trust me, I know about the illegal human trafficking.
Still, though, a group of slavers would be more likely to be wiped out in Remnant purely because of the pure hatred, greed, rage, and sadness in their wake. they would attract Grimm like a black hole.
Still, though, a group of slavers would be more likely to be wiped out in Remnant purely because of the pure hatred, greed, rage, and sadness in their wake. they would attract Grimm like a black hole.
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This is just my opinion, as Fox and Spirit haven't had a chance to look her over yet, but:
Clarify for me, how does name meet CNR? I have my suspicions, but I may be mistaken.
I'd prefer you rewrite the backstory entirely, as any slave trade in Remnant would (in my AU, at least) have been utterly DESTROYED long before this character was born, especially in Vale.
You definitely need a different weapon. don't even get me started on the technicaly issues that come from trying to make a sniper rifle turn into a quarterstaff.
And, finally the semblance is good, but more suited to a cheetah than to a leopard. more specific advice will be available once Spirit and Fox have a chance to go over her with me.
Clarify for me, how does name meet CNR? I have my suspicions, but I may be mistaken.
I'd prefer you rewrite the backstory entirely, as any slave trade in Remnant would (in my AU, at least) have been utterly DESTROYED long before this character was born, especially in Vale.
You definitely need a different weapon. don't even get me started on the technicaly issues that come from trying to make a sniper rifle turn into a quarterstaff.
And, finally the semblance is good, but more suited to a cheetah than to a leopard. more specific advice will be available once Spirit and Fox have a chance to go over her with me.
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