Volenvradica

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"And I bet that's not even your Final Form"
-Amirite or amirite? :\

Solomon neutralized the two Ursae with ease, donning a suit of armor with an appropriate wolf motif. His primary weapon, it seemed, reflected the user's earlier remarks, how Faunus were discouraged from showing pride in their heritage. Lelia also recalled how Solomon was dismayed at this, that most humans would find a threat in his ethnicity. Having been taught that Faunus were equals, Lelia was especially angered by this. Not by the discrimination Solomon endured--which is unforgivable--but his indifference to human oppression, his acceptance of ignorance. Lelia refused to play the fool.

That shining armor and its inhuman Lunar vibe.

The way its crimson glowed brightly, as if driven by purpose.

It reminded her of the Beowolves.

The hissing was louder this time, and following the serpentine crescendo, a trio of King Taijitus. Their forked tongues licked the air as if fear could be tasted. Maybe it was a hunger for a living being's aura? Lelia imagined she stuck out like a sweet violet popsicle. Either way, she had no intention of seeing the digestive system of these motherfreakin' snakes. Not even for science.

Only one thing felt practical at the time.

"Hey, King. Run."

@AquaAzura

#FaunusLivesMatter

Sword Art Online: «The Brotherhood»

I REALLY WANT TO.

Just damn, everyone disappeared.

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Oh yeah, I should probably mention this too

@hatakekuro, since I noticed that you lost a bunch of progress on your cs because you kept accidentally closing it, let me tell you that pressing ctrl+shift+T will open up a recently closed tab. On chrome at least, it keeps your posts and stuff.

@Lord Santa

*Nods*

There's also the alternative of typing everything up in a word document and saving it before posting. I use wordpad.

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"Wait, WHAT?! No way!"
-Amethyst paired with Sulfur

Lelia and Solomon continued North through the Emerald Forest, finding nothing but trees as far as the eye could see. They had maintained silence since they went Oscar Mike, but Lelia assumed their deliberate lack of verbal communication was mutual. It was only moments ago when Solomon revealed his Faunus heritage, albeit through Lelia's accidental discovery of the tall one's tail. Tugging at the appendage seemed to upset him, his reaction no different than any normal human's react if they were inappropriately touched.

"Why didn't you tell me you were a Faunus?" She asked while keeping pace through the forest. Lelia was surprised at how angry that sounded, remembering that they were now partners. She wanted to blame herself for not noticing. The Viola family had always championed Faunus rights, finding value in the lives of these misunderstood individuals whose only difference between humans was their animalistic appearances. Lelia was accustomed to seeing rabbit ears, canine noses, and even antlers. But tails? Maybe Faunus were good at hiding those? Maybe the yellow-colored eyes would be a dead giveaway, but given the methods of Dust usage these days, it was easily overlooked.

She waited for Solomon's reply, but suddenly raised a hand.

The universal sign for "Attention. Keep quiet."

Movement was easily detected within the Emerald Forest. It was difficult not to disturb the trees and fallen leaves. Even natural predators had to move bushes to make way. Inhuman growls echoed around them, along with serpentine hisses. The next sign of danger were the sets of red lights, the trademark glowing eyes of the Grimm.

A trio of Ursa, black accursed bears, came into view, standing on their hind legs.

Lelia glanced at her partner, who seemed to be wondering the same thing.

Where is the hissing coming from?

@AquaAzura

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@AquaAzura

Got your tail. ^^

In case I wasn't very clear on that. D:

Just thought of something scary. If Lelia was leader, it would end up as team LSFR. "Lucifer"

*dies*

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"Do you need any help getting down? I'm Solomon, by the way."
-Eyes like sulfur

Lelia curved her lips into the barest hint of a smile, the most she would offer any stranger as a sign of gratitude. She was thankful for his courtesy, but she demonstrated her self-sufficiency by manipulating Neotina without moving a muscle. Nearly invisuble threads untangled from her form, snaking their way back into her sleeves. Once she gained her footing, she had to stifle a gasp and retreat a step back.

"You're a tall one," she quickly appraised him, not caring enough to sound impressed . He was well over six feet tall, towering over her modest sixty-seven inches. Not bad, just nothing new. Still, he at least looked the part of a warrior. What with the realistic wolf-head hoodie, he resembled a hipster caveman. Plus five on psychological warfare, she mentally shrugged. She winded down this time, not wanting to bust his balls so early in the Initiation. He would be her partner for the rest of her days at Beacon. Playing nice was a necessity...and good for the soul. "Solomon, huh? Well, King, you can call me Lelia." Solemnly placing her right hand over her heart, she tilted her head forward in a slight bow and briefly closed her eyes. A not uncommon greeting from a warrior to another, an almost submissive display, as if to acknowledge another's strength.

Viola tradition: never shake hands with a stranger. That honor was restricted to acts of good faith. Something the sulfer-eyes boy had to earn. And she hoped he would. In time.

She rested her hands on her hips, ready to disembark whenever Solomon was ready. "Shall we continue North from her---huh...Solomon....stand....still." A blur of dark fur crept behind Solomon. She frowned at his lack of awareness. Using her semblance, she willed whatever elusive species of Grimm to expose itself. With a fierce tug powered by her mind, she yanked it back.

@AquaAzura

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Almost forgot. Changed it accordingly. Are we supposed to post it here?

Lelia Viola

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Casual

Name: Lelia Viola
Age: 17 yrs
Gender: Female
Species: Human

Appearance: As any daughter of the Viola bloodline, Lelia inherits the long and deep violet hair which is mostly kept in a dangling braid with styled bangs. Her eyes share the same shade of purple, which contrasts with her flawless milky white skin. Often seen in long sleeve tops with a matching jacket, Lelia knows how to accomodate her Viola-inherited beauty by complimenting her legs with miniskirts.

Personality: Lelia comes off as snobbish and brutally honest. She has a tremendous disdain for anything she perceives as "wasted potential." She is quick to judge and can become harshly critical of things she does not approve of. Her mean streak is unrivalved, and she is not above throwing personal insults if warranted. Her demeanor may seem cold and cruel, but her loyalty is unbreakable. She cherishes friendships and would fiercely protect it. She values hardwork and deeply respects effort when it is shown.

History: Descended from a prominent family line dating back to the Great War, Lelia was born as the second in line to the coveted position of head of the Viola family. She was taught to strive for excellence since childhood, pressured into making herself worthy of bearing her family name. Younger than the heiress by just a few months, Lelia was raised to know her place as one step behind her cousin. Every day became a waking reminder that she would eventually live a life of servitude, even if she were to become an accomplished Huntress. She had come to accept this role and eventually entered Beacon.

Semblance: Family Inheritance- The ability to move objects with one's mind, otherwise known as psychokinesis. It is a genetically inherited semblance passed down the female members of the Viola family. Mostly utilized for combat, she uses her semblance to manipulate the movements of Neotina, turning the wires into razor sharp tentacles to slice or pierce. She is not above taking liberties with this semblance, sometimes to levitate a book from a high shelf, or ensuring victory at a game of darts.

Weapon: Neotina- A series of monofilament wires, usually applied with Dust for a more destructive and defensive use in combat. By appearance, they may look no different than typical fishing lines. In Lelia’s hands, they are crude strings of fate. With Dust giving the wires an otherwise impossible sharp edge and incredible durability, and applying Lelia's semblance of psychokinesis, they are capable of cutting down enemies like butter, and lunging at targets like a wind-riding serpent.

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"Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path, or you will die."
-Ozpin

Lelia was a violet streak in the sky, a flying angel without wings. She soared the open air with purpose, a desire that went beyond the obligation of retrieving simple trinkets and finding a destined ally. The mid-day's sun warmed her face, and the convectional winds calmed her senses. She spread her arms behind her into a V-shape and kept legs from pulling back. As much as she loved the thrill of the launched free fall, Ozpin's words of caution had already begun to put a damper on her experience.

It was not long before her arrival to Beacon that her Father bestowed some sobering words of his own. It was nothing new. Since her childhood he often spoke of their family's bloody history, mainly their involvement within the Great War. The Viola clan were feared for their ruthlessness, as much as they was loved for their loyalty. They were admired for valuing friendships and they were hated for their cruelty towards enemies. They were thought to be unmatched for their skill at slaughtering Grimm, and yet none would dare stoop to their level when eliminating foes.

"Do you know why we survived?" Lelia remembered her father asking. "It's because we brought destruction to all who stood in our way. Grimm and Man fell before us. It was before the time of Peace that we Violas went by our true and forbidden name: The Violent."

That was then. This is now.

Lelia looked at the lush green forest below her, a birds-eye view of destiny. She was losing altitude now, gravity finally pulling her towards the road to becoming a Huntress. She ran several scenarios in her heard on how to land safely, but opted for one method that seemed the most practical. Spreading her arms, Lelia unleashed a swarm of wires from Neotina. Through a clearing within the thick branches, she entered the forest like a hurled spear, spinning so that Neotina wrapped around her slim form as well as snatching onto neighboring trees.

The end result was not much of a landing. She forcefully ceased her spin and stretched out her limbs as she absorbed the break to her fall. She hung there, awkwardly positioned like a prisoner with her arms and legs tied and tugged. Lelia hid her surprised she came face to face with another student. She cursed her carelessness.

"I require a partner," Lelia said plainly. "Are you available? If you're as good as you look, you and I will get along nicely."

@AquaAzura

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Are you denying me furries? );

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I've been looking at this post by tanderbolt and I'm wondering if Team Solomon Fenrir, Lelia Viola, Sienna Fawn, Bastion Reyleigh might work?

@Larfleeze

Lol, dominated by furries.