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Name: Razor Whitefang

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Faunus (White Fox)

Appearance: Razor stands Five foot eleven without shoes and with shoes he’s six feet tall. He weighs 240 pounds and is between and slime and medium physique. He has candy apple red eyes, short white hair, his right chipped fang, and it might not been seen, but he is slightly deaf in his left ear. His right arm has a tattoo of a King Taijitu staring from his shoulder and wrapping around his arm with the mouth open about to devour his hand. On his left shoulder he has a tattoo of a beowolf head. He is normally seen wearing a blue t-shirt with a design of a cross exploding from a skull as chips of bone fly from the open wound. Black jeans, black and white Nike sneakers, and around his neck is a necklace with his emblem on it.

Weapon Name: 2 Wolf Bite Yoyos

Weapon Appearance/Function: (Yoyo’s are about the size of Baseballs)

Type: Mid-ranged, dust compatible (Only uses Fire, Ice, and Lighting), and offensive
Weapon Derivation: the yoyos where given to him by his adopted father.
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: the Yoyos are kept inside what looks like a fanny pack that is on the right side of Razor’s body.
Form 1: Normal Yoyos (Without Chainsaw blades around the outside) (Dust compatible)
Form 2: Chainsaw yoyos (Blades are on the outside of yoyos) (Not dust compatible)
Form 3: N/A

Personality:
Razor is a kindhearted individual who wants to see people happy and keep others safe. He strives to make everyone around him feel as peaceful as possible. However, his true personality is masked by his fake personality he actually shows everyone. To anyone around him Razor comes off as rude, a jerk, and someone who people don’t like to be around. He does this because he fears that his Semblance will activate and he’d attack those around him. He pushes people away because he fears he’ll hurt someone around him. So he created a nasty personality to keep people safe from himself.

History:
Razor was raised by the Moon Bloods: a clan of wolf Faunus that lives in a small village outside the city. Dagger, the leader of the Moon Bloods and a few other clan members found Razor on the path to the village after they had finished hunting for food and herbs. Razor was only three months old and sleeping inside a cardboard box. Dagger had considered leaving Razor to the elements until Serenity offered to take care of him. Dagger knew that she had recently lost her son and husband to a pack of Grimm and agreed. Even though Serenity took care of Razor like he was her own son, Razor seemed to find his way into Dagger’s hut and fall asleep on the sheep skin rug in front of the fire pit. Even though Dagger originally saw Razor as another mouth to feed and an outsider, Dagger seemed to imprint on him and he took Razor under his wing.

Dagger acted as Razor’s father and taught him the ways of the Moon Bloods. When Razor turned 12, Dagger introduced him to the Moon Bloods way of fighting called Wolf Combat: a cross between mixed martial arts and parkour. The fighting style tapped into their animal instincts to detect danger from affair and neutralize it. However, because this form of combat was crafted to be used by wolf Faunus, Razor had a hard time learning it. It took him 5 years to finally get to a high enough level to be considered a hunter in the pack. However, even though he was a candidate to be part of the hunting pack, he still needed to go through initiation. Razor could feel the butterflies in his stomach as he stood outside the forest with some of the hunting pack. The initiation called for the candidates to travel into the woods with the hunting pack and slay their first Grimm.

Razor traveled through the woods with the pack in search of Grimm. He knew the larger the Grimm the more probability he would be accepted into the pack. However, he also knew: the bigger the Grimm, the less likely he’d make it out alive. Dagger had given Razor the very same weapons he had used when he went through initiation. Two yoyo chainsaws called Wolf Bite Yoyos. Razor and the rest of the pack stopped when they heard a twig snap, then creaking; finally he turned when he heard a massive thud. Standing where the tree had fallen was a pack of Ursas. The hunting pack readied their weapons and howled as they rushed the Grimm. Razor followed suit and attacked the first Ursa he could find by flung his yoyos at the creature. The chainsaw blades moved to the outer radius of the yoyos and began to spin just before they connected with the flesh of the Ursa. The creature roared and swiped at the strings, but Razor pulled back the yoyos before the Ursa’s claws could strike. The chainsaw blades retracted back into the yoyo so Razor could catch them.

The monster roared and rushed at Razor, but the Ursa’s path was blocked when another of its kin fell in front of it with its head cut off. Razor looked to this left and smiled when he saw Dagger holding the dead Ursa’s head. Seeing him able to take down one of the creatures gave Razor a bit more confidence. He waited for the Ursa to get close and when it swiped at Razor he dodged and attacked the Grimm bear with a furry of kicks and punches. The Ursa suddenly back handed Razor into a tree and all Razor remembered was the hit and then darkness. When Razor came to, he found he was lying in a bed in the medical hut back at the village. His left arm was wrapped in bandages and the rest of his body had bandages here and there with his ribs fully wrapped. He sat up and felt a sharp pain rush through his ribs. He sat in bed for a few seconds to let the pain subside before he was able to stand up.

When he walked outside, he saw the hunting pack had skinned three of the Ursas and was starting on the final one. However, when they saw Razor they seemed to go on the defensive which caused Razor to step back. He didn’t understand why they were looking at him like he was a Grimm. Dagger had walked out of his hut and quickly calmed down the hunting pack before asking Razor to meet him in the medical hut. When he followed Dagger back into the hut, Dagger explained why the hunting pack was scared of Razor.

According to Dagger when the Ursa knocked Razor out, it activated his Semblance. Which caused Razor to become a wild animal and attack the Ursa, but no matter how many strikes the Ursa took. The creature wouldn’t go down. However, Dagger said that there was a sickly green aura around Razor that acted like armor and when the Ursa hit the aura. Cuts formed on Razors body, but it seemed Razor didn’t feel the pain being caused to his body. Also, it seemed with each cut, Razor grew more and more insane. Dagger could tell Razor couldn’t bring down the Grimm alone so Dagger and a few others in the hunting pack helped to take the creature down. However, when the creature was finally taken down. Razor suddenly attacked Dagger and the rest of the pack like he thought they too were Grimm.

Dagger and the rest of the pact were caught off guard by his attack and before they could subdue him, Razor had injured two of the hunting pack members. Dagger said that once the aura around Razor broke. He stopped attacking them and fell unconscious. When Dagger finished, Razor’s hands were shacking. He’d never think of attacking anyone in the village. He saw them as his family, but why would he attack them without reason? Dagger told Razor he had an inner primal rage that seemed to come out when his Semblance was activated. The problem was that Razor couldn’t control when his Semblance could be turned on or off. The thought that it might turn on while he is a sleep scared him to the bone. Dagger handed Razor a flyer for an academy that trained hunters and huntresses. Dagger told Razor that this academy would help with both his inner primal rage and the control of his Semblance.

Emblem:

Other:
Color: Chrome
Combat Style: Wolf Combat: a cross between mixed martial arts and parkour. Razor has mastered the novice portion of Wolf Combat and a few of the advanced techniques, but hasn’t fully mastered the style of combat.
Strengths and Weaknesses:

Strengths:
Ability to survive in the wild
Novice techniques in fighting style
Sense of smell
Cooking

Weakness:
Sense of hearing (Out of his left ear)
Keeping up his fake personality
Spiders (has a fear of them)
Hasn’t fully mastered fighting style
Semblance

Semblance:
No pain no Gain: Razor’s Semblance turns off the pain receptors in both his mind and his nerves so he can fight longer and hard without feeling pain. His Semblance allows his Aura to coat him like armor so he can take more hits and dish more out. Once the aura armor is broken, his Semblance is terminated until he is able to regain enough stamina to reuse it. However, his Semblance is a double edged sword because once activated it triggers something in his mental state that causes him to go mad and attack anything and everything around him. His Semblance taps into his animal instincts and along with his madness he becomes a feral beast and losses all his humanity.
@OneWayOut This is my application for team SLVR. I had asked if I could reserve V, but saw that @Phantom Wanderer wanted it so I changed into to R if that's ok?

<Snipped quote by Akayaofthemoon>

They picked exactly the two I was thinking about...OH WELL. I'll get my character ready then and I'll check what it fits.


if you want the V in Silver, I can take the R. This way you can have the V. I don't mind.
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Can I reserve the v in team slvr?
Alex stopped and sighed as he finished his final lap. He stretched as his stomach growled. Damn it, I haven’t had anything to eat since I left to come here and according to the master we were out for a few months. Guess I’ll just suck it up and wait for him to say when we can eat. To be honest he’s treating us like dogs, or rather me like a dog since he seems to like to make me suffer. Alex thought.

“Oh well, guess all I can do is take it with a grain of salt. Besides, Amy was a more control freak then he is so I should be use to this,” Alex said to himself.
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Gilgamesh sighed and rubbed his eyes before he stated, “I had hoped a fun night of fun before the battle begins, but it seems my hopes were dashed by this time periods peasants and their servants. I guess I’ll have no choice.” The golden portals all disappeared as bats began to fly from the dark corners. They gathered near Gilgamesh’s throne and within seconds a man wearing a black suit with red tie was standing in front of Gilgamesh. He took of his black top hat and bowed.

“How may I serve you my king?” the man questioned. At the front of the room the door was suddenly kicked in and a man with short blond hair with a red hoodie covering his white tank top, blue jeans that had dog tags in the pant loops and brown work boots walked in and sighed.

“Damn door wouldn’t open. Things busted,” the man in the red hoodie said before he looked at the door on the floor and added, “Well less busted then it is now.” A women with purple hair, purple lip stick and wearing a white dress, white slipper looking shoes, and a massive snake tattoo that went from right ankle up her dress, through her cleavage, and ended at her left wrist with the snake mouth opening up like it was going to devour her hand walked past the man with the red hoodie and sighed.

“I told you to push, not pull,” She said before she walked towards Gilgamesh. She stopped and turned towards Baraka and winked at him before her forked tongue flickered from her mouth. She smiled and continued towards Gilgamesh and sat on the right arm of the throne before rubbing his shoulders and saying, “my pour king, have these people given you a head ache? You know I’m always here for you.”

Gilgamesh turned to the women and said, “Thank you Viper, I know I can always count on you to relieve some stress.” He then turned to the man in the hoodie and scolded him, “How dare you break another door you mongrel! You should know better than to break what is mi Mark.” Mark rolled his eyes and scanned the room before setting eyes on Berserker and smiled.

Gilgamesh then turned to the man in the suit and said, “I’m happy to see you again Devin because you can help me the most. Please place the mages and their servants in their rooms.” Devin nodded before he turned towards the mages and servants before he lifted his hands up and in an instant the mages found themselves in a room with a single bed with a small table with a plate of food and jug of water on it. They would find the door magically locked and not able to be opened by physical or magical means nor would the room allow servants to teleport to their masters. The servants would find the same thing as though Gilgamesh had separated both servant and mage.

Gilgamesh cleared his throat and began, “you’ll find yourselves in the rooms I have graciously provided you. You’ll find that I’ve separated you from your teammate to make things interesting for tomorrow. I’ve also given you a plate of food you all decided to refuse. However, I won’t let my entertainment starve.” His voice boomed in each of the room before disappearing.
Alex cut down one of the scarecrows before he ran towards the man controlling them. He smiled as he easily dodged Alex’s sword before two scarecrows jumped in front of Alex’s sword and took the blunt of the attack.

“Bastard! Stop hiding behind dead bodies and fight like a true warrior!” Alex yelled.

“Dead bodies? What kind of artist do you take me for?” the man protested before he explained, “I like to use living beings to make my dolls. Should they die in the proses? Oh well, as long as the doll is made with a living, breathing being. I could care less and by the way, I’m not a bastard. The names Victor.”

“You, you made them this way while they were alive,” Alex questioned in disgust. His hand tightened around his weapons handle before he threw it into the air. He suddenly took the other two swords and also threw them into the air. The fell towards Alex before stopping above him. he glared at Victor before he yelled, “You mutilated innocent people for your own pleasure. You’re worse than any demon I’ve faced!” his blades flew towards Victor who just smiled and raised his right hand up. the blades suddenly stopped.

“I should tell you why I don’t care if my dolls are alive after I’ve created them,” victor said as he snapped his fingers and Alex’s blades spun around and faced him. Alex stood there in shock as Victor continued, “I can’t control them if they’re alive. I’m only allowed to control non-living creatures.” Victor snapped his fingers and the blades raced towards Alex who quickly used his magic to gain control of his own blades.

“My army of dolls will wipe out this pathetic world and I’ll replace all the retched humans with dolls,” Victor explained with a chestier cat grin on his face.
Alex sighed as he wanted to respond, but kept his mouth shut. I’m getting the feeling he really will do. However, why on earth would he even accept us if he really is annoyed by all of us? Alex thought. He had already finished the first set of laps and now was starting the extra set. He wasn’t going to let on that he didn’t mind the extra laps. In fact this reminded him of when he screwed up during his MMA training with his mother. She’d always make him do extra work and something like this made him remember her.

“If she taught me about MMA, then why didn’t she tell me about magic?” Alex questioned himself. He then shrugged and added, “Must have slipped her mind.” Even though his mother was a great MMA fighter, she was forgetful. He remembered his father telling him about the first time she tried to cook for him. She had forgotten the pot and it boiled over. This made Alex laugh at the thought of his mother going crazy wondering why the pot boiled over. Not realizing she had forgotten it.
Seth turned to the sound of the music and saw an orb glowing at the end of the hall. His nausea seemed to pass as he continued to stare at the orb and the aura is was admitting. He couldn’t understand the singing, but as headed towards the orb he could soon understand the words to the song. Stop! Don’t get any closer! The voice in his head screamed before Seth stopped.

“Any closer?” Seth questioned as he looked around before he looked back at the orb and added, “The orb? Why? It seems to want to be taken. What’s so wrong with it?” Stay away from it! it’s aura, it hurts!

“How?” Seth asked before he remembered Arthal’s words. You carry a darkness in you. Seth smiled before he continued towards the orb. Stop! It hurts! It burns! Seth laughed, “So this thing will remove you. Why would I stop?” Please stop, it hurts so much! I beg you!

“I hope it does hurt, all the agony you’ve put me through and everyone around me. You’re getting what you deserve,” Seth said as he reached out towards the orb. You need me! You need me to get revenge! Seth stopped with his arm out stretched. You need me boy; you know you can’t fight the darkness alone. I can help. How can the darkness hurt you when I’m with you? Think about it? Who helped destroy the one that burned down the orphanage? You wouldn’t be here without me. Seth clinched his teeth as the voice explained everything. He didn’t want to believe it, but how could he had gotten here without it? the man who burned down his orphanage was sent by someone and he wanted to find them and destroy them for what they did to his friends.

“Fine,” Seth said as he let his arm fall to his side and step away from the orb. He turned to see that another Keyblade warrior had entered the light hall and called out to her, “Bellasiel was it. I think we need to take this orb with us. Might as well take it. you should take it” Seth pointed back towards the orb before he walked away from it. Don’t disappoint me Seth thought.
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Gilgamesh slammed is fist onto the arm of his throne and screamed, “Enough!” golden portals appeared all around the dining room as Gilgamesh glared at both the mages and servants in in front of him before he continued, “I grow tired of all this. You all either sit down and eat, or I’ll kill each and every one of you and take my grail back to the treasury. I don’t mind waiting another 25 years to hold another Grail War. So I suggest you all put away your weapons, sit down, and feast before I show you what the true king of kings can do!”

“Whoa, whoa! Don’t put me in the same boat as them. I’m doing as you requested,” Alex argued.

“Silence peasant!” Gilgamesh interrupted before he added, “If I have to ask again. I’ll kill you all. Now sit down and FEAST!”
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