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RWBY: Chasing Shadows

A river

Personality

Along with the rest of his cousins in the Redcliffe clan, Rio grew up venerating his great grandpa as a near-mythical hero figure from the time of the Great War. The Redcliffe patriarch was said to be brave, shrewd, generous, wily, and a whole bunch of other traits befitting a gentleman desperado. Though he had never met him in person, Rio wanted to become exactly like him.

So at a young age, a burning sense of justice had ignited within the wannabe hero who sought to stand up against oppressors and fight for the downtrodden. While his intentions were good, his naivete got him into a lot of fights with kids that were often older than him. Coupled with an exaggerated confidence fuelled by chauvinism, Rio was an easy choice for schoolyard bullies though his bruised body always cashed cheques his tenacious spirit wrote. These childhood antics have largely shaped who he is today: a headstrong scrapper with ideals and courage that is hounded by insecurity and single-mindedness.

A bit older now, he's been made aware of these issues and tries to keep his cool. However, if someone says the wrong thing about his friends or family, it'll be time to throw down.

Appearance

Rio stands at a height of 5'8" and at a weight of 71 kilograms. While his build is mostly on the lean side, this isn't immediately apparent as he is almost always wearing one of his sandstone rancher coats. Though, those coats do also cover the collection of minor scars he has accumulated throughout the years. The same coats also have his personalized symbol embroidered just below their left breast pocket. Said symbol is based on the Redcliffe's ancestral home village in Mistral is which known for its cherry blossoms.

According to his parents, the deep hue of his blue hair and eyes were the primary reasons he had been given his name. To contrast this, Rio often wears red undershirts in an act of petty teenage rebellion though he draws the line at the comfy pairs of bleached blue jeans he wears daily. Lastly, he always has a pair of leather gloves on as it is practical to do so when out and about under the hot Vacuan sun.

“I'll back down when I'm knocked down.”

| N a m e: |

Rio Redcliffe

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

The Mistrali Kid, used earnestly by him and mockingly by his peers

| G e n d e r: |

Male

| A g e: |

16

| Kingdom of Origin: |

Born and raised in Vacuo

| Race: |

Human

| History: |

A legacy of roguish bravery hangs over the head of this hesitant Hunstman-in-training.

While Vacuo is not as prosperous as the other kingdoms, its people are proud and the Redcliffe clan are a testament to that. Originally refugees from Mistral who fled during the Great War due to Mantle's encroaching influence, Rio's ancestors were quick to become patriotic partisans to their new home. When peace had finally reached the land, the Redcliffes were on the winning side of history and that victory could never be taken away from them.

Yet, their other possessions could be taken away as famine, banditry, and Grimm attacks had left them destitute. Once again finding themselves displaced, Rio's parents and uncles and aunts had moved to the capital city just before he was born, living under a single leaky roof. Through their sheer determination and a couple of lucky breaks, the Redcliffe's were able to provide a stable albeit modest home to Rio and his extended family as ranchers on the city outskirts.

While he did not have many luxuries as a child, he did have his family's legacy that his mother had fondly recounted to him every night just before bedtime. Being a hero was in their blood, he thought, and so it would be that he'd get into scuffles with the nosy neighbour kids, the stuffy schoolyard students, and even his older cousins when they forget to mind their P's and Q's. Naturally, this lead to Rio desiring for more in life and give even more back to his community. He couldn't be a ranch hand forever and so he would try his damnedest to get accepted into Shade Academy, eventually become a full-fledged Huntsman worthy to stand in the same family pantheon as those that have come before him.

What came easy to others did not naturally come easy to Rio. Many nights were spent studying and doing drills on top of the daily chores he had to do after attending school. Yet, this made the day he got his acceptance letter all the more sweeter. He would be the first in his family to ever attend Shade Academy and this just had to be celebrated. Yet, he could not properly enjoy himself for he knew this was merely the beginning of the next great chapter in his life. Come wondrous dark or perilous light, Rio Redcliffe stands ready.

| Semblance: |

After a week long camping trip in the Vacuan wilderness, Rio's semblance manifested itself during an episode of extreme thirst under the scorching desert sun, which was soon followed by the tallest drink of his life. His mind's eye had visualized an oasis beyond the horizon and its existence was true. Dubbing it Water Wanderlust, the semblance allows Rio to locate concentrated bodies of water. The distance from and the size of the aqueous collections affect his detection ability as smaller bodies require more concentration to keep track of while further whereabouts become nearly impossible to precisely pinpoint.

| Weapon and Fighting Style: |

The Boatman's Due is a compact, Dust-fed railgun that can transform into a paddle-shaped halberd. Commissioned by Rio's father as his Shade Academy acceptance gift, this weapon is adorned with bronze and treated wood laminates which result in a light yet durable frame that is easy to maintain. The Dust storage compartment bears an ornamental skull to invoke fear in those that face Rio though that rarely occurs.

The emergence of Rio's semblance has largely influenced his approach to combat. While he was always keen on being defensively opportunistic through the usage of cover and consistent movement, the ability to keep track of nearby people's intracellular fluid allows him to plan moves with near perfect intel. The most glaring flaw on this semblance reliance is the innate lack of water inside most Grimm. Regardless, Rio will always play it safe and keep foes at a distance while only going in for close quarters combat when all other options are exhausted.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:

• Courageous - Yes, he gets scared but Rio has never backed down from a challenge.
• Nature Survivalist - Working on a farm and living off the land has given him many insights on foraging.
• Ascetic - A life devoid of splendor has led him to steer clear of overindulgence.
• Persistent - One can only fail when they give up and Rio Redcliffe knows not the meaning of surrender.
• Loyal - Unless they've acted dishonourably, Rio will always stand by his friends' side. Heck, he'll even try to find a way to regain his friend's honour for them.

Weaknesses

• Quick To Anger - Passion often needs an outlet and Rio's tools of artistry are his fists.
• Vindictive - Unless the grudge is settled squarely, he will not forget how you have crossed him.
• Traditionalist - Rio has a hard time grasping concepts that go against what he has been taught before.
• Intrusive - Due to his eagerness, Rio often inserts himself into the private affairs of others even without their knowledge or consent.
• Proud - Though he is quick to help others, Rio prefers to do things by himself if it only concerns himself.

| Greatest Fear/Fatal Flaw: |

There is a lot of pressure mounting on Rio to succeed and it has dictated his lifestyle outwardly and on a subconscious level. While having some stress for motivation is healthy, Rio's quest for validation is always seeking for more problems to solve regardless of his ability to handle them. The impact of each failure gnaws at him far longer than it should, piling on to his anxieties that he actively avoids by keeping himself busy. Yet, success doesn't even bring him much reprieve as evidenced by his acceptance to Shade being eclipsed by the worriment of actually being in a prestigious Huntsman academy.

One can only hope that reaching his ultimate dream of being a Hunstman will finally bring him peace.

| Miscs : |

Theme Song

Gundam 0094 (Invite Only Roleplay)

_______________________________________________ // INFO Character Info Name - Disker Isaacs Age - 36 Gender - Male Place of Origin - Canada Type - Oldtype Mobile Weapon Profile Suit Type - Limited Production Assault Mobile Suit Suit Style - Federation (Titans) Combat Role - Anti-Ship/Range Support Suit Armaments - Sniper Beam Launcher, Beam Saber, and Shoulder Shield - // PERSONALITY Pilot Personality Overtly Cautious His limited piloting experience and the armament configuration of his Mobile Suit naturally incentivizes Disker to stay away from close combat action. This has left him with engagement habits that one might call too defensive or even cowardly but he'll be the first one to tell you that it's in everyone's self-interest and personal responsibility to stay alive. After all, what good can the dead bring to the battlefield. Calm Accustomed to stressful situations, Disker's mental fortitude rarely breaks when under pressure and under fire. After a near-death experience showed him how lacklustre his instinctive response was, the ex-Titan engineer has accepted the fragility of life and no longer worries too much about dying. He's made his peace with his actions and it's been a hell of a ride. Patient Staring down a targeting scope and holding down a position for potentially hours at a time is the unfortunate majority of a sniper's tactics. Luckily, he has built up a tolerance for mundanity and frustration due to his history of dealing with Mobile Suit testing and the reckless flyboys that broke those units.

Physical Description The march of time and his mostly sedentary workload has left Disker with a a bit of flab that is luckily hidden by the layers of clothing he wears. Though it's not as if that is the only purpose of his daily wardrobe, for the on-board mechanics of the Cathartes should always look their best. This professional uniform he self-prescribed is composed of a pair of white dress pants, a maroon tie, a pair of elevated leather shoes, a feldgrau dress shirt, and a jacket with a personalized emblem pinned on his left shoulder. Due to the lack of readily available barbers in space, he has elected to simply grow out his hair. When the need of his Mobile Suit arises, he dons his old Titans space suit. An important detail to note is the distinct lack of insignia and ranks on said space suit, as Disker has long disregarded the short-lived traditions and institutions of the Titans. Character Conceptualization On the surface, the Universal Century's wars have always been between the Federation and Zeon, with splinter groups forming from the two factions spicing things up every now and then. However, the big manufacturing companies have always been just as important as they supply weapons to every side able to meet their price. Disker Isaacs' embodies the values of duplicity and opaqueness these companies are known for. Disker initially fought all of his battles within the world of corporate espionage. Running from a mystery shrouded past, the only details he willingly shares with his present day comrades are the facts that he worked under the Titans' Augusta and Oakland labs Mobile Suit R&D divisons, that he proudly sabotaged the Titans before joining the Voltus Salvage Company, and that he was nearly stabbed to death because of that previous fact. Any further details of his past may or may not reveal themselves during the roleplay. Mobile Weapon Description By the time the Titans started to fall apart at the end of the Gryps conflict, Disker had secretly smuggled a few of their manufacturing projects to an undisclosed warehouse with the support and at the behest of a secret sponsor. However, he had kept one unit for himself after offloading the rest of the stolen mobile weapons: A RMS-106CS Hizack Custom. In a post-war world, having a high-end Mobile Suit would not be the easiest to maintain. Luckily, the Hizack Custom's mixed design foundations enables it to integrate most scrap parts the Cathartes might find between the Zeon and Federation wreckages. Its Sniper Beam Launcher is able to draw directly from the Cathartes' power supply as well, making up for the weaknesses of the Columbus class carrier's lack of firing coverage and the otherwise limited firing capacity of the Hizack Custom when drawing from its own energy core.

Justice League Unlimited: AMONG US

♫

While he was a hardened soldier and now an even harder entity composed of interstellar alloy, the Captain was puddy in the hands of Maxima. Rendered speechless by her forward approach, he thanked his lucky stars that Wonder Woman had given the go-ahead to deploy and bolted out of there just behind the Flash. Yet, he wouldn't be exactly with the scarlet speedster as the radioactive rambo was heading to a head-on collision with the grey gargantuan. The Captain maintained his distance at first, scanning the area for any potential hazards and injured civilians still on the scene before going in for close quarters combat.

Yet, the rash action of Union resulting in him getting thrown like a ragdoll prompted an immediate followup. Once again using his superior flight control and acceleration, the Captain went in for a pinpoint strike. However, almost out of pure instinct, Grundy had backfisted him at the perfect moment. A momentary lapse of consciousness had overwhelmed Corporal Adam Scott, with radio chatter about a plan being the last thing he heard. Sinking twice in one day into the abyssal depths of water is certainly a unique experience. However, the Potomac is nowhere as treacherous as the Atlantic; the river's relatively calm current would soon be atomically supercharged. As if a torpedo had just exploded, a huge torrent of water had erupted and within it was a pissed off Captain Atom.

"We won't need a group." he would state regarding his similarly dubbed ally's plan. Charging an energy barrier around himself, the Captain would run instead of fly towards Solomon Grundy this go around. With each step, he had slowly dug into the paved asphalt in order to ground himself in. This time, if the zombie struck him he'll most likely stay in the same spot but he had also hoped to grapple the undead ogre in place along with him so that the others would be able to blast him. This was his plan and now it was time for the execution.

"Better get here fast, Bloodwynd!" he would state, running into Grundy while trying to get him into a nelson grappling hold. While the sudden revelation of Giganta was somewhat unexpected, the mission had to come first.

Gundam: Ascend to the Stars

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Port Algec

Personnel Facilities > Briefing

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While the jeep he had signed out had boar blood covering the backseats, Roose took solace in two facts. The first was that the credentials he had used to sign out the vehicle was in fact one of the cooks details for after all they're the ones who agreed to enable his side trek throughout the Iberian countryside. Secondly, a good rinsing would probably get it all out or at the very least the smell. After all, a quick shower with soap and changing into his combat suit had gotten rid of the stench. Surely it'll be the case for the upholstery and, more importantly, his jacket. Dear lord, did he hope that the smell would be gone after a few cycles in one of the on-site washing machines. Unfortunately, before he could find out, the call to arms had been signalled. Roose will just have to wait and see after coming back from space if his beloved will still be in one piece.

As per his commanding officer's instructions, Roose walked to the briefing room like the rest of the crew instead of enjoying the luxury of driving. It was fun while it lasted but the upcoming mission was an adventure unto itself. The assembled military personnel were seemingly ecstatic as well, with those near the front catching Roose's attention as they hollered at Tyr. Seeing as they were already acquainted, he would once again sneak up behind Tyr and listen in on the conversation he was having with, what he can only assume to be, the commander's pals.

Midnight Sun: Last Song Over the Horizon

“We both can talk. We just don't think you're worth the time."

Seiichi Cepheid, on behalf of his co-pilot

Personal Dossier

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_Name

Seiichi Cepheid

_Age

18

_Gender

Male

_Origin

Oppnaris, Kapteyn's System

_Appearance

The dim light of the ancient Kapteyn's Star leaves the inhabitants of its system with a paler pigmentation when compared to those living under more vibrant suns. Yet, Seiichi's flawless complexion is unlike most others on his planet as he has never had to work manual labour a day in his life. Born in the upper class of a planet named after hope, he has always been swaddled in hand-woven, loose-fit blouses dyed to match his hair as a symbol of his opulence. On top of that his full wardrobe includes all the bells and whistles: silk pyjamas with his initials embroidered on the lapel, three-piece designer suits constantly adjusted by a tailor before every major event, and even literal bell and whistle accessories that dangle on his sides.

In most physical metrics, he is the definition of acceptable though he is conscious of his height of 5 feet and 6 inches. While he can't do much about that, his consistent routines of calisthenics have given him a somewhat lean yet durable build to withstand the stress of piloting his assigned Valkyrie.

_Personality

Seiichi might seem sombre, guarded, and cold to strangers. Coupled with his innate lack of respect for niceties due to his upbringing around duplicitous socialites, he leaves quite a stand-offish first impression. While this is definitely true even for his friends, once he opens up, they also know that he is quite supportive, empathetic, sanguine and just a bit indolent. There is only one perplexing aspect of his personality and it's that he is actually quite impatient though it only manifests in short verbal quips he delivers with a lethargic lack of enthusiasm.

With all of this in mind, Seiichi is most comfortable when he in the sanctity of his personal quarters by himself, gazing at his ceiling while recordings of old tango music quietly play in the background. However, he doesn't dance to the music. In his dreams, he is the artiste creating the composition which live on in the hearts and minds of others.

_{Background Information}

When the first colonists had arrived on the planet previously known as Kapteyn B, they had made the promise that hope and opportunity would always be available to those that called it home. However, as time passed, it became clear that the tremendous potential of the star system capital would never be realized as they wasted away due to economic stagnation caused by corruption, ineptitude, and nepotism. The upper ruling class were content as their land holdings generated enough wealth to keep them afloat, though never to the extent of those in more prosperous planets. To no one's surprise, it would be the working class that bore the burden of this grandiosity. A tale as old as time, no matter where one grows up in the universe.

Yet, this fragile facade of peace within their society would fracture the moment the Ascendancy arrived within the system. The endemically corrupt elected government had been overthrown in a coup before a single invading soldier had landed on their soil. In its place though was a political machine with a fresh coat of paint but all the same cogs running it underneath, eager to accept the conquering force with open arms. Granted, a few figureheads were executed but it had worked tremendously as a patriotic frenzy rejuvenated the spirit of Oppnaris under the banner of jingoism. While the common folk had not broken free from their chains, they could now blame their enemies in the Confederacy for their failings.

Seiichi would be born into this environment as the son of a provincial finance minister. While the title does not sound prestigious at first, it basically meant that they were free of ration laws and could access illegal markets with no consequence. Their embezzlement-fuelled estate gave every advantage Seiichi could ask for but a sense of unbelonging always made its presence known to him, with his childhood peers always giving him preferential treatment lest they be investigated by the state secret police. Ultimately, this drove him to pursue hobbies that did not require the presence of others, with music capturing most of his attention.

When whispers of a coming ceasefire had become common knowledge, pro-democracy military cliques had seized the organs of the state once more and restored the previous regime to the best of their abilities so that they may return to the Confederacy. They had promised fair elections when order is restored but instead they had brought about chaos and anarchy to society. The patriotic frenzy of its citizens had now given way to domestic terrorism as high profile politicians found themselves slain or abducted. The various thugs that acted as the state's official hit squads also turned to organized crime as their services were no longer needed in an official capacity. And of course, the economy continued to plummet as inflation rose faster than their currency could manage. These spectres loomed over everyone's head but Seiichi had found a way to not only escape the planet's plagues but keep face while doing so.

Hope and opportunity had come in the form of Taiyōtawa Academy's Project Valkyrie.

Attributes & Other Information

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_{Coordinator Type}

Tactical Coordinator

_{Coordination Profile}

Awareness | ■■■□□
Composure | ■■■■■
Endurance | ■■□□□
Instinct | ■■□□□
Intellect | ■■■□□

RWBY: Chasing Shadows

A river

Personality

Along with the rest of his cousins in the Redcliffe clan, Rio grew up venerating his great grandpa as a near-mythical hero figure from the time of the Great War. The Redcliffe patriarch was said to be brave, shrewd, generous, wily, and a whole bunch of other traits befitting a gentleman desperado. Though he had never met him in person, Rio wanted to become exactly like him.

So at a young age, a burning sense of justice had ignited within the wannabe hero who sought to stand up against oppressors and fight for the downtrodden. While his intentions were good, his naivete got him into a lot of fights with kids that were often older than him. Coupled with an exaggerated confidence fuelled by chauvinism, Rio was an easy choice for schoolyard bullies though his bruised body always cashed cheques his tenacious spirit wrote. These childhood antics have largely shaped who he is today: a headstrong scrapper with ideals and courage that is hounded by insecurity and single-mindedness.

A bit older now, he's been made aware of these issues and tries to keep his cool. However, if someone says the wrong thing about his friends or family, it'll be time to throw down.

Appearance

Rio stands at a height of 5'8" and at a weight of 71 kilograms. While his build is mostly on the lean side, this isn't immediately apparent as he is almost always wearing one of his sandstone rancher coats. Though, those coats do also cover the collection of minor scars he has accumulated throughout the years. The same coats also have his personalized symbol embroidered just below their left breast pocket. Said symbol is based on the Redcliffe's ancestral home village in Mistral is which known for its cherry blossoms.

According to his parents, the deep hue of his blue hair and eyes were the primary reasons he had been given his name. To contrast this, Rio often wears red undershirts in an act of petty teenage rebellion though he draws the line at the comfy pairs of bleached blue jeans he wears daily. Lastly, he always has a pair of leather gloves on as it is practical to do so when out and about under the hot Vacuan sun.

“I'll back down when I'm knocked down.”

| N a m e: |

Rio Redcliffe

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

The Mistrali Kid, used earnestly by him and mockingly by his peers

| G e n d e r: |

Male

| A g e: |

16

| Kingdom of Origin: |

Born and raised in Vacuo

| Race: |

Human

| History: |

A legacy of roguish bravery hangs over the head of this hesitant Hunstman-in-training.

While Vacuo is not as prosperous as the other kingdoms, its people are proud and the Redcliffe clan are a testament to that. Originally refugees from Mistral who fled during the Great War due to Mantle's encroaching influence, Rio's ancestors were quick to become patriotic partisans to their new home. When peace had finally reached the land, the Redcliffes were on the winning side of history and that victory could never be taken away from them.

Yet, their other possessions could be taken away as famine, banditry, and Grimm attacks had left them destitute. Once again finding themselves displaced, Rio's parents and uncles and aunts had moved to the capital city just before he was born, living under a single leaky roof. Through their sheer determination and a couple of lucky breaks, the Redcliffe's were able to provide a stable albeit modest home to Rio and his extended family as ranchers on the city outskirts.

While he did not have many luxuries as a child, he did have his family's legacy that his mother had fondly recounted to him every night just before bedtime. Being a hero was in their blood, he thought, and so it would be that he'd get into scuffles with the nosy neighbour kids, the stuffy schoolyard students, and even his older cousins when they forget to mind their P's and Q's. Naturally, this lead to Rio desiring for more in life and give even more back to his community. He couldn't be a ranch hand forever and so he would try his damnedest to get accepted into Shade Academy, eventually become a full-fledged Huntsman worthy to stand in the same family pantheon as those that have come before him.

What came easy to others did not naturally come easy to Rio. Many nights were spent studying and doing drills on top of the daily chores he had to do after attending school. Yet, this made the day he got his acceptance letter all the more sweeter. He would be the first in his family to ever attend Shade Academy and this just had to be celebrated. Yet, he could not properly enjoy himself for he knew this was merely the beginning of the next great chapter in his life. Come wondrous dark or perilous light, Rio Redcliffe stands ready.

| Semblance: |

After a week long camping trip in the Vacuan wilderness, Rio's semblance manifested itself during an episode of extreme thirst under the scorching desert sun, which was soon followed by the tallest drink of his life. His mind's eye had visualized an oasis beyond the horizon and its existence was true. Dubbing it Water Wanderlust, the semblance allows Rio to locate concentrated bodies of water. The distance from and the size of the aqueous collections affect his detection ability as smaller bodies require more concentration to keep track of while further whereabouts become nearly impossible to precisely pinpoint.

| Weapon and Fighting Style: |

The Boatman's Due is a compact, Dust-fed railgun that can transform into a paddle-shaped halberd. Commissioned by Rio's father as his Shade Academy acceptance gift, this weapon is adorned with bronze and treated wood laminates which result in a light yet durable frame that is easy to maintain. The Dust storage compartment bears an ornamental skull to invoke fear in those that face Rio though that rarely occurs.

The emergence of Rio's semblance has largely influenced his approach to combat. While he was always keen on being defensively opportunistic through the usage of cover and consistent movement, the ability to keep track of nearby people's intracellular fluid allows him to plan moves with near perfect intel. The most glaring flaw on this semblance reliance is the innate lack of water inside most Grimm. Regardless, Rio will always play it safe and keep foes at a distance while only going in for close quarters combat when all other options are exhausted.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

Strengths:

• Courageous - Yes, he gets scared but Rio has never backed down from a challenge.
• Nature Survivalist - Working on a farm and living off the land has given him many insights on foraging.
• Ascetic - A life devoid of splendor has led him to steer clear of overindulgence.
• Persistent - One can only fail when they give up and Rio Redcliffe knows not the meaning of surrender.
• Loyal - Unless they've acted dishonourably, Rio will always stand by his friends' side. Heck, he'll even try to find a way to regain his friend's honour for them.

Weaknesses

• Quick To Anger - Passion often needs an outlet and Rio's tools of artistry are his fists.
• Vindictive - Unless the grudge is settled squarely, he will not forget how you have crossed him.
• Traditionalist - Rio has a hard time grasping concepts that go against what he has been taught before.
• Intrusive - Due to his eagerness, Rio often inserts himself into the private affairs of others even without their knowledge or consent.
• Proud - Though he is quick to help others, Rio prefers to do things by himself if it only concerns himself.

| Greatest Fear/Fatal Flaw: |

There is a lot of pressure mounting on Rio to succeed and it has dictated his lifestyle outwardly and on a subconscious level. While having some stress for motivation is healthy, Rio's quest for validation is always seeking for more problems to solve regardless of his ability to handle them. The impact of each failure gnaws at him far longer than it should, piling on to his anxieties that he actively avoids by keeping himself busy. Yet, success doesn't even bring him much reprieve as evidenced by his acceptance to Shade being eclipsed by the worriment of actually being in a prestigious Huntsman academy.

One can only hope that reaching his ultimate dream of being a Hunstman will finally bring him peace.

| Miscs : |

Theme Song

WX, WXer, WXest

Stuff I need to show other people go here.

5'10"| 177 lbs | 17 | 2nd Year | Male

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Well-meaning, easygoing, and a bit of an airhead. The young Kazu was quite popular among his classmates during his first year at Hinotori highschool. Even after a life-altering motorcycle accident, he still maintains his cheerful demeanour. However, there is an unignorable air of hush, distrust, and disgust from the people who have heard about his ill-fated encounter on that one summer night. The peers he once considered friends have started to pity or ignore him, frustrating Kazu to the extent that he has chosen to be by himself outside the classroom. Slowly, his ostracization from most school social circles is chipping away at his once bright outlook on life and turning it bleak.

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XII - The Hanged Man

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Hell's Angel - a raw and wild expression of freedom which struggles against the bindings of societal expectations. In the mythos of Judeo-Christian religions, it is said that the angels that rebelled against the allmighty god Yahweh were cast out from heavenly Paradise and into the deep, burning infernos of Hell. Yet, the form of Kazu's Persona is not what a biblical angel is depicted as in any religious text. Instead, this psychological manifestation of power takes the motif of biker outlaws that the recent loner has recently found admiration for due to their self-reliance. Regardless, the Hell's Angel acts as the ever-present guardian of Kazuyoshi and as the personification of his unsung, obscured deeds.

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• Speed Master - The devil blesses the open road as his messengers curse upon it. At the start of any encounter, Kazu instinctively casts Sukukaja on himself and raises his reflexes with the essence of speed.
• Agilao - The fury of Hell is cast upon an unfortunate soul, dealing moderate Fire damage as their flesh is charred and their bones turned to ash.
• Tentarafoo - As the Hell's Angel rushes to reap the roadkill designated by Kazu, it lets loose a ghoulish howl along with a dust cloud of brimstone. Those that live through this malicious mirage might be left in the wake of Confusion.

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(how convenient that this face claim went through an amnesia arc)

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The current year IC wise is 2018, with the RP's starting date being April 9th (Monday).

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RWBY: Chasing Shadows

I found the other thread on General first and posted my interest there but I'm good with Advanced too.

①⑨⑥⑧

Gonna have to call it for me too. Just a series of unfortunate events have derailed my plans for the RP and it's killed my muse for it. I wish all of you good luck and thanks for the opportunity to join in.

RWBY: Chasing Shadows

Been itching for a good RWBY RP so count me in.