please answer my question first, is your char into machoism? I ask because of his semblance makes it seem like he enjoys pain ^^' because remember a Semblance is a reflection of your soul made manifest while Aura is the soul energy itself manifested if I remember correctly
I can see your concern. However, I can assure you he's not into machoism. I was going for more of a Semblance that started out like a crutch before it bloomed into it's true form. which in this case would create aura shields around his teammates to protect them. if that makes any sense.
@Azure Sea I never looked at it that way. I was going for more of a Semblance that started out like a crutch before it bloomed into it's true form. which in this case would create aura shields around his teammates to protect them. if that makes any sense.
Addition appearance: Seth 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 fang is chipped, 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.
Emblem:
Kingdom of Origin: Vale (Moon Blood village outside of Vale)
Personality: Seth 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 Seth 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: Seth was raised by the Moon Bloods: a clan of wolf Faunus that lives in a small village outside the city of Vale. Dagger, the leader of the Moon Bloods and a few other clan members found Seth on the path to the village after they had finished hunting for food and herbs. Seth was only three months old and sleeping inside a cardboard box. Dagger had considered leaving Seth 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 Seth like he was her own son, Seth 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 Seth as another mouth to feed and an outsider, Dagger seemed to imprint on him and he took Seth under his wing.
Dagger acted as Seth’s father and taught him the ways of the Moon Bloods. When Seth 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, Seth 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. Seth 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.
Seth 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 Seth the very same weapons he had used when he went through initiation. Two yoyo chainsaws called Wolf Bite Yoyos. Seth 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. Seth 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 Seth pulled back the yoyos before the Ursa’s claws could strike. The chainsaw blades retracted back into the yoyo so Seth could catch them.
The monster roared and rushed at Seth, but the Ursa’s path was blocked when another of its kin fell in front of it with its head cut off. Seth 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 Seth a bit more confidence. He waited for the Ursa to get close and when it swiped at Seth he dodged and attacked the Grimm bear with a furry of kicks and punches. The Ursa suddenly back handed Seth into a tree and all Seth remembered was the hit and then darkness. When Seth 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 Seth they seemed to go on the defensive which caused Seth 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 Seth to meet him in the medical hut. When he followed Dagger back into the hut, Dagger explained why the hunting pack was scared of Seth.
According to Dagger when the Ursa knocked Seth out, it activated his Semblance. Which caused Seth 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 Seth that acted like armor and when the Ursa hit the aura. Cuts formed on Seth’s body, but it seemed Seth didn’t feel the pain being caused to his body. Also, it seemed with each cut, Seth grew more and more insane. Dagger could tell Seth 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. Seth 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, Seth had injured two of the hunting pack members. Dagger said that once the aura around Seth broke. He stopped attacking them and fell unconscious. When Dagger finished, Seth’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 Seth he had an inner primal rage that seemed to come out when his Semblance was activated. The problem was that Seth 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 Seth a flyer for an academy that trained hunters and huntresses. Dagger told Seth that this academy would help with both his inner primal rage and the control of his Semblance.
Weapons:
Weapon Type: Dust compatible (Lightning, Fire, and Ice)
Weapon Range: mid to long Range
Weapon Transformations: Version 1: Normal Yoyos (Without Chainsaw blades around the outside) (Dust compatible) Version 2: Chainsaw yoyos (Blades are on the outside of yoyos) (Not dust compatible) Version 3: N/A
Semblance: No pain no Gain: Seth’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.
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
*Relationships: N/A
Other: Combat Style: Wolf Combat: a cross between mixed martial arts and parkour. Seth has mastered the novice portion of Wolf Combat and a few of the advanced techniques, but hasn’t fully mastered the style of combat.
Kaz was about to hit Drake with his bat when he realized the others were heading towards him. He shook his head and said, “Kids. They’ll never learn. Oh well. Maybe the butler looking chick will be more fun when she’s not hiding in her house.” Kaz laughed at his own joke before he scattered into blue butterflies. As the butterflies flew through the air, the bat that had been hanging upside down on the tree watching the battle took flight and flew through the butterflies.
The butterflies reformed back into Kaz as he complained, “Oh, I don’t want to!” Kaz folded his arms in front of him before the bat turned around and glared at Kaz. Kaz just sighed,” Fine’ before he turned to the team and said, “I’ll see you all later. Brother wants me to join him.” Kaz then changed to water and sunk into the ground. Drake slowly got up and watched Kaz leave before the flames shot back into his talisman as he said, “Well that was…weird” Drake looked at the other before the ground shook and Nightwings voice echoed throughout their heads,
“Team, you have to regroup with me now! We have a situation!”
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Green Arrow shot an arrow at the man in the red hoodie. He simply let the arrow hit his arm as he charged towards Green Arrow. He swung at Green Arrow, but found no purchase as Green Arrow jumped back. The man in the red hoodie growled as he grabbed the arrow in his arm and pulled it out. Blood started to ooze out of his wound before the hole started to slowly close.
“Damn it Maze I said I wanted Superman!” the man in the red hoodie yelled just as something crashed into the ground. From the smoke, Superman walked out and dusted off the dirt that was on his shoulder. Maze seemed to pop into existence behind him. Superman turned and swung for the Maze, but Maze seemed to disappear only to reappear behind Superman.
Maze swung for Superman, but nightwing intercepted with his broken staff. Maze’s fist slammed into nightwings metal staff and broke off another peace before liquid seeped from the ground and rose up to form into Kaz. ‘WE can’t play anymore, brother wants us,” Kaz said as he sighed. Barry was being helped by Wally as he watched Kaz appeared.
“Were the hell are these freaks coming from?” Wally asked. Just as he asked that, a swarm of bats flew around them before they flew into one spot and started to form a person. The man the bats formed into was an elderly man wearing a black tuxedo with a black top hat on. He leaned on a cane with a bat’s head for a handle. To anyone watching on a TV, the man simply walked up to the battle without having the bats form his body. Almost like anyone not in the vicinity wasn’t affected by his powers.
Drake founded the convoy and looked around before he found a good spot to take the target out. He used his Lightning Rush to skip up to the top of a building a few feet from the convoy. He chose a building that the convoy would be in front of so he’d have a clear shot. Once he reached the top, he took a few seconds to catch his breath. Using the Lighting Rush took a lot out of him when he used it for long periods of time.
“Getting to old for this shit,” Drake joked before he took his sniper rifle from his back and aimed towards the convoy. He pressed the side of the scoop and it began to scan the cars. After a few seconds he targeted the car with Stalin inside. He took several breaths before he hovered his finger in front of the trigger.
In that second, everything went quiet. The only sound was his coat flapping in the wind. It was a sensation he had felt many times before. It was the sensation he felt every time before he would pull the trigger. Every time he’d ready for the killing shot. The world seemed to fall deafly quiet. Almost like death hovered over him as he readied his shot, waiting for him to pull the trigger so it could follow the bullet to its next victim.
The world would explode with the sound of his sniper rifle going off as he pulled the trigger and the bullet left the chamber. As it soared through the air, the tip of the bullet spun counterclockwise while the bullet it’s self spun clockwise. It was a standard bullet in his world that was easy to manufacture and even easier to get your hands on. Since many of the creatures in his world had tough hides, they crafted a bullet that could pierce the toughest skin. he knew the bullet wouldn’t be left in the targets body to be examined since it would dissolve in the blood stream once it pierced into the targets body.
Drake watched through his scope as he hoped the bullet would find purchase. He pulled the lever on his sniper rifle and a shell flung out of his rifle as he readied a second shot should he need to try again. He might be a trained bounty hunter, but he knew he couldn’t count on the first shot to end a mission. Many times he had to take a few more shots to kill the target. He would wait until he knew the target was dead.
