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Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Hey guys! I was perusing when I noticed that the application status of this RP is 9/10 and set to apply! Before working up a CS I just wanted to make sure that information was still 100% accurate, thanks!

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

So I just threw up a contest, be sure to check out the rules when you get a chance and if you have any further questions feel free to shoot me a PM or just mention me here and I'll get around to checking it out ASAP.

As a heads up I will be making a list of characters that are free to use (like the child contest). So once again PM me or mention me if you'd like yours on that list.

Heroes of Beacon - Contest of Champions

#26 –Relationship 101

Judge:Write

Type: Written Entry

Deadline: February 29 at 11:59 in EST

This is partially – exactly what it sounds like. Valentines Day is just around the corner and what better way to channel your inner romantic then to write about your OC’s having a blast on this romantic occasion. Okay subtly sad premise behind us I did say this is only partially what it seems like. This entry will be a maximum of 3000 words and a minimum of 1000 – small confines I know, but I like to make people really consider their content. All I want from you this time, is the making (or breaking) point in your character’s relationship with another character.

1) Before you start brainstorming – there are a few important things to note before you start.
Relationship does not have to mean romantic anything. You could be starting a new friendship or what have you – anything goes as long as it only involves your character and one other. (Though other characters can be featured – they shouldn’t be the focal point).

2) Some points my grading will be based on: your ability to capture the humanity of a relationship, how much you can sell me on said relationship, do I fell emotions while reading this, and yes as usual – was there a suitable soundtrack provided to this entry?

3) If reading the end of that last point made you feel negative (often times violent) things about myself; talk to me, we’ll see if we can’t work something out for those who hate adding music to their entries.

4) Finally, yet most importantly – really, and I mean really, think about dialogue. In a scene quite like this – about relationships, communication is key. I will be above all considering how natural the dialogue is both in flow and under the realm of believability.

Best of luck you kids!

- Love your Valentine, Write

P.S. Any questions hit me up fam.

List of characters whom you may use (just let the creator know beforehand):
1. Bianca Nuit
2. Estelle Nuit

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

A Friend in Need

----- Gratia Mindaro -----

“Welcome to the Dodici Cosca regional bank.” The receptionist chirped gleefully meeting the steely gaze of Gratia Mindaro. She looked her up and down, there was a notable lacking of tastefulness in the way she did it. Ogling everything from Gratia’s physique to her weapon. She blinked and seemed to be processing the look upon the young girl’s visage. She then raised her arms in defeat and looked over at one of the men to the side of her. “Another one for you.” She said as the man walked forward and put a meaty hand of Gratia’s shoulder.

“Doesn’t she look a little young for the other stuff?” The merc grunted releasing his grip on Gratia. “Whatever, I don’t make the decisions, that’s the big man upstairs. All we need is a small proof of concept and we’ll take you right to him.” The man said leading Gratia to a door located behind the receptionist. She mouthed the words ‘good luck’ with a playful wink as Gratia walked by her.

“Just be careful of Sonny today, he’s in a bit of a mood.” The man spat out opening the door revealing a back lot with some vehicles parked. There was a man in a white dress shirt stubbornly allowing what looked to be his assistant attempt to remove a deep red stain from the collar. In his right hand he held a steel bat and in his right a small knife.

“This the new recruit?” Sonny asked swatting away the hand of his assistant and standing up, he seemed to tower over even the man who was escorting Gratia.

“Yes sir.” The man replied to his superior.

“Name’s Sonny Dodici, yours is?”

-----VGNB-----

While Gratia went in to the bank and was escorted out and behind the building, the rest of VGNB would notice the receptionist begin to close up, waving goodbye to the last bodyguard in the building and proceed to take an elevator up through the building. The bodyguard locked the front door and immediately went out the same door as Gratia was lead out, leaving the team alone with their thoughts.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@Lugubrious

Apologies for the semi late entry, but if I beat you then I guess I'm not too late. Can't wait to hear what you think!

Heroes of Beacon - Contest of Champions

Team HERO

Members:
Holly Cerise, Esmeralda Willow, Rowan Regal, Ophelia Aster

Themes:
Norse Mythology (weapons), Poverty (Overarching narrative), Heroism (Goals and concept), Theme SONG

Holly Cerise

Name: Holly Cerise

Sex: Female

Color: Hollywood Cerise

Personality: Holly, the leader of the team has an extremely alpha type personality. She is always willing to lend a hand and is constantly concerning herself with the needs and thoughts of others. Though she denies it at every given opportunity – she has a good heart. Due to Holly’s poor upbringing she is very gracious to any charity given to her and always tries to share whatever she has been given with her team – as their similar backgrounds put them in similar positions.

While Holly was not the team member who truly wanted to become team HERO, she finds herself more and more excited by the prospect of becoming a huntress – Rowen’s excitement imbuing her with a sense of wanderlust. Holly typically exudes a tomboyish attitude as she cannot help but find herself exerting a dominant and very mindful attitude around her teammates. She has been known to issue threats to opponents though typically their rather meaningless.

Holly handles negative emotions by not handling them. A strong enough emotion would cause her to cry – though it hasn’t happened since HERO was proposed. She keeps this strong exterior in order to assure her teammates that they will no longer return to how they used to live and will one day reap profits large enough to bring their family and friends – what remains of them – out of the poverty their stuck in.

Armament: Holly wields a spear named Gungnir. She utilizes it for both attacking and mobility as she – using her semblance can control the spear – its movements, altitude and other proprieties. Her general fighting style involves leaving stronger enemies to Rowan and Ophelia while chasing down weaker links by riding her spear. She would then (assuming success) rejoin the rest of her team in order to sweep the remaining combatants. This tactic is generally carried out the same in her battles against Grimm.

Semblance: Holly’s semblance is enchantment of objects. By touching an inanimate object that is in contact with nothing but Holly herself; she can control it’s movements like a puppet on a string. This derives from Holly’s ability to rally people to a cause and her overall zeal as a commander and leader of HERO.

Appearance:


Holly stands at about five feet and eight inches and is clearly physically toned. She spends a lot of her time working out and it shows.

Esmeralda Willow

Name: Esmeralda Willow

Sex: Female

Color: Willow Green

Personality: Esme (pronounced ez-me) is one of the quietest members of the group. She doesn’t speak very often and when she does she doesn’t mince words. Those whom have come to know Esme as an ally and friend know her through her actions. The only person she does speak to - and even then very quietly – is her pet wolf. His name is Fenrir and when Rowan and Holly first met Esme she and Fenrir were fighting off a couple of Grimm together. This struck Holly as particularly awesome heroic and thusly she and Rowan recruited Esme to their cause.

Esme loves spicy food and detests anything too mild. In combat she pats Fenrir in order to have him bark out their position when it is needed and mostly receives orders, though she is not mute and can speak when necessary – she just prefers not to. Esme is used to living on the streets as the small town she lived in was destroyed by Grimm. She enjoys being charitable and is often the cook of team HERO.

Esme and Fenrir share a deep bond as Esme rescued Fenrir from a testing facility. They would risk their lives for one another and do not fear putting themselves in danger.

Armament: Esme’s fighting revolves around Fenrir. He is a very strong wolf and she is easily able to ride on his back and utilize him as a mount of sorts. Fenrir comes equipped with a collar that when he howls utilizes dust implanted into either side of the collar to send out waves of water, create ripples in the earth, etc. Esme herself has a few throwing knives that she can utilize with a great degree of effectiveness – even at a full sprint atop Fenrir.

Semblance: Esme’s semblance is shared senses. Though not for lack of trying Esme’s semblance only seems to work with Fenrir. She and her wolf can share each other’s senses in order to form a nearly telepathic bond that requires no additional dialogue or thoughts in combat. She wills the wolf to move and he does, he senses danger and she does as well. This is derivative of her personality because of how much she relies on Fenrir and her deep bond with him.

Appearance:


Esme stands at about five feet and three inches while Fenrir comes up to about four and a half on all four legs. The wolf weighs nearly two hundred pounds and can easily pounce onto a grown man taking him to the ground.

Rowan Regal

Name: Rowan Regal

Sex: Male

Color: Regalia

Personality: Rowan doesn’t typically stick his nose up at much. He is used to feeling like he is worth nothing more than dirt. This was his reason for creating team HERO with Holly. Rowan is by far the most serious of the team members and though Holly doesn’t like to admit, they all look up to him. It is with this sureness that Rowan leads his life. Every decision he makes is a dedicated one if not always correct. But above all else Rowan is a man of his word and refuses to back down from a promise – no matter how painful.

Rowan was born into serious poverty in Atlas that only got worse when his family uprooted themselves for hope of a better life in Vale. Because of this Rowan is extremely loyal to Holly, Esme, and Ophelia. Because when he knew no one else they took him in.

He likes knock knock jokes, puns and steak.

Rowan’s ultimate goal is to create more affordable living situations in Atlas for people in need like he was. He wishes to do this by becoming a legendary Hunter and reaping great financial rewards from this.

Armament: Rowan fights using a longsword named Tyrfing. Its ability is twofold. He fights in a strictly defensive format that is solely counters. That is because utilizing lightning and earth dust Tyrfing is able to jolt the holder of clashing weapons and block incredibly hard blows with the use of earth dust. Its second ability is one that requires preparation. If Rowan is able to store enough of his aura in the blade he is able to activate its second ability allowing for incredibly rapid movement for a brief period of time. This is typically used to surprise the opponent due to his slow and steady fighting style without this ability.

Semblance: Rowan is able to draw Aura from any willing source around him by channeling it around himself. This ability is derivative from his personality in the way that he borrows the strength of those around him in order to help team HERO and progress as a huntsman. While Rowan can use this ability on enemies he is fighting it will cause them to feel a pull on their aura and simply channeling their own aura would negate his ability to take it from them.

Appearance:

Rowan stands at about six feet and is clearly of a muscular and physically fit build.

Ophelia Aster

Name: Ophelia Aster

Sex: Female

Color: Aster Blue

Personality: Ophelia is bar none the kindness member of HERO. When Rowan and Holly found Ophelia she was giving food to the poor in Atlas, wearing an elegant dress. They took her for a noble who looked down on the poor, something there was an abundance of in Atlas. Though when a sick young girl who seemed to have some sort of cold approached Ophelia she dutifully removed her socks, scarf and jacket and put them around the girl. It was a particularly cold night that night.

Ophelia joined HERO without a second thought. Before being approached by Rowan and Holly she hadn’t really considered becoming a huntress, however once the idea was sprung on her she couldn’t say no. Ophelia finds herself most commonly looking after everyone as they tend to be a little too reckless. She finds herself in the ‘funding and marketing’ department of HERO as she is still rather well off and knows how to speak to those of higher social status without making them want to throw the team out of a hotel.
Ophelia’s favourite foods are something sour. She tends to enjoy the nighttime the most as she believes the stars to beautiful and enjoys tending to a garden of primarily blue flowers.

Armament: Ophelia’s weapon is a long staff that stands at about five feet tall, just five inches shorter than Ophelia herself. She can utilize the staff in a fight well enough but she primarily keeps the staff around in order to use it to channel her semblance. Its name is Dáinsleif and it has a small blue flower coming out of it towards the top of the staff. Her fighting style is typically slowing or debilitating stronger combatants with the use of her semblance in order for Rowan or Holly to pick them off, however she can also default into a typical ranged or close combat fighter, she is very versatile in that regard.

Semblance: Ophelia’s semblance can utilize her aura in order to control nature itself. She can cause roots to come up from beneath the earth and strike at foes, cause a rushing stream to take an opponent away, or even cause a tree to sprout rapidly out of the ground where an opponent or even Ophelia stands. She does this by channeling her aura into the earth, the growth she causes is also permanent once the growth has occurred it will be there for as long as its life span should dictate. This is derivative of her personality as she is literally giving her protection in order to cause life to spring up from the ground or wherever her staff is pointing. Similar to the way in which she would give the shirt off her back to those in need.

Appearance:

Ophelia stands five feet and five inches tall and has a slim but muscular build. Her hair reaches her upper back.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

@Lugubrious

An entry of mine will be up in about ten minutes.

Happiness

So how is everyone doing? Important for everyone to stay positive during downtime, real life can totally get in the way sometimes but if everyone stays around then there shouldn't be a problem!

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

@Raijinslayer

We eat premium Atlesian steak. Not 'Noodles.'

RWBY - Only the "Finest"

Noel du Acier - The Penthouse

“Welcome Mrs. Acier.” A man said in a very-Vale tone of voice.

“Oh, darling are you proposing?” Noël said with an audible and somewhat demeaning laugh.

“Excuse me Mrs?” He said, most certainly in the tone of voice that confirmed the proletariat in his genes.

“There you go again, I swear there’s something in the water with you Valians. Ma’am will do quite fine thank you.” She said pulling out a clutch from her coat pocket and handing the man a bill. “I expect my bags in my room in two minutes.”

“Ma’am, I just hold the door.” The doorman complained.

“Look at the bill dear.” Noël chided.

“Right away ma’am.” The doorman said lunging towards the vehicle that took her from the dreaded airport in Vale to this godforsaken hotel.

Noël’s walk through the lobby of the hotel garnered looks from passersby. She laughed inwardly as she thought about the kind of looks the rest of her team would garner given the fact that she was by far the poorest of the three.

Noël opened the door to the penthouse suite with a sigh. They just didn’t make them like in Atlas anymore. She decided it didn’t really matter, she’d roughed it in worse conditions then the ones she currently bore. She immediately began walking towards the kitchen putting her hair into a messier bun than what was typically acceptable in common society – she found herself thanking god that wasn’t where she was. She examined the stove, oven, and other dispensaries and gave them a nod. They would do.

Before long her doorman-promoted bellhop arrived with her bags.

“Ma’am, if you don’t mind me asking, why are half of these food?” The simpleton asked her.

“If I don’t make them a nice dinner, I don’t know who will.” Noël said aloud – a hint of something genuine colouring her phrasing. “Thank you bellhop, you may make your exit.” And so he did.

Noël immediately reached into her bag of clothes and found her 'Don’t tell the chef to shut up.' Apron that Brennan had bought her when she finally made a steak he liked a couple months back.

Afterwards Noël quickly took the bags to the kitchen and took out her knives she made in her smithy. She pulled three pans out of one of the larger bags and placed them on the stove, igniting the contraption with a seemingly stone-aged dial.

She took a smaller sauce pan and retrieved a bottle of bourbon from the fridge pouring it into the sauce pan and letting it heat up. Watching the bourbon carefully, Noël knew when it as time and removed the sauce pan from the stove – took a match and struck it against the counter top. She carefully ignited the bourbon and let it flame for about thirty seconds. She then covered the sauce pan and took it off the stove.

Quickly three slabs of meat followed onto the pans each taking up nearly an entire pan, certainly no one pan could hold the two steaks. They sizzled as Noël hummed a tune to their melody as she quickly grabbed a small stick of butter and shaved a small amount off into Albert’s pan. He liked some butter, but not much. She reached into the same bag that had carried her slabs of steak and retrieved a pepper shaker and cracked some pepper onto the steak while it was cooking.

She quickly and skillfully diverted her attention to a group of red potatoes chopping them up quickly into fine yet not chip-sized portions. She threw them in with Kek’s steak in order for them to both fry and salivate with the steak. She produced quite a few more potatoes for Brennan, he always wanted more than everyone else. She chopped his up and added them to his pan as well. She dug a little deeper into her groceries in order to produce a few Portobello mushrooms – Kek’s topping of choice. But before dicing them she took Albert’s steak off the heat and quickly dipped into it with a knife in order to insure that it was as rare as he liked it.

Delighted at the sight of the blood, she placed his steak back on the stove and set the heat to very low, in order to keep it warm. She then turned back to the mushrooms. Dicing them up into perfectly sized portions she laid them out one by one atop Kek’s steak, his cooked the longest so she knew they would glaze into the meat perfectly by the time he would eat it.

She took Brennan’s slab of meat of the heater second and gulped. She knew that her partner was very particular about just how medium rare his steak was. It was the first time Brennan raised his voice at Noël. The moment when Noël truly dedicated herself to mastery – of the medium rare steak. She made the smallest incision on the side of the steak in order to check it’s perfection and was happy to find that she was right on the money.

Finally she took Kek’s medium-well done steak off the heater, his was the easiest and she knew she had perfected his first – so she didn’t bother checking. She also decidedly guessed a long while ago on one eve when she had messed up his order that he wouldn’t argue about it or raise any concerns, he was nice in that way.

Noël immediately began plating the dishes, she knew her team would be arriving any second now. She placed Brennan at the head of the table because otherwise he may implode rather violently, herself to his right as it was closest to the fridge to reach for condiments, refills and other needs. Across from herself was Albert, Brennan’s left hand man and at an easy vantage point to discuss things with both Brennan and herself. Across the table from Brennan was Kek, an intellectual member of the team and the happiest eater.

Before making sure everyone had their drinks Noël retrieved the bourbon sauce that she had created for Kek and lightly drizzled it onto the meat making sure to use everything that was available in the small pan. Content with her work she placed all of the cooking utensils and dishes in the dishwasher.

She quickly fetched three glasses from the kitchen. She filled one with milk, another with with a cocktail she had named the Tarik River Cocktail consisting of a 20 year old Atlesian whisky, Créme de Cacao and peach bitters, and finally for Albert a flute filled with the finest Schneelager – a lager filled with golden dust that enhances the taste.

She sent out a text and wiped her brow upon finally finishing her task.

From: Noël du Acier

To: Team B(etter than you)ANK

Dinner is served. In the penthouse – see you soon, lots of love. ヽ(≧ω≦)ﾉ