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And maybe most people don't like getting a single line back in response to a few paragraphs? Like whatever floats your boat, but there's a reason Free exists.
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3 yrs ago
Hey now, he's becoming self-aware. Don't take that from him.
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3 yrs ago
If the man's is asking for a ban, might as well give it to him. Good riddance.
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3 yrs ago
Then you'd just be crying about why it's permanent instead.
3 yrs ago
Oh no, oh no. Someone warn his "roommate" Smarty's about to lose it.
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Stumbling backwards, he didn’t mind so much that he had missed given he was now free to back away from the Walker. Glancing around as he stepped away and out of reach to make sure nothing else sneaked up on him, Alex carefully closed the gap between him and the creature. Ready to strike, he wouldn’t mess up this time.
Examining the scroll bore fruit soon enough as he managed to make out the knowledge written onto the parchment. Gaining another attack spell this early in the game had its ups and downs, but Mushi figured he was experienced enough to work around the possibility of running out of mana. He supposed he could try and memorize the spell or just use the Scroll as a crutch, with the first destroying the Scroll. He couldn’t be certain though given the other aspects of the game that had proven incorrect.
“Hey, Sumato. Mind switching for a moment?” He couldn’t be certain, but maybe taking a glance at whatever spell the scroll she had would make learning it easier in the future if he came across it again. It made sense he supposed, but GQO was blending realism with gaming convenience in unexpected ways.
“Hey, Sumato. Mind switching for a moment?” He couldn’t be certain, but maybe taking a glance at whatever spell the scroll she had would make learning it easier in the future if he came across it again. It made sense he supposed, but GQO was blending realism with gaming convenience in unexpected ways.
Guess I'll try and get a post up now.
Name: Kurane, Kana
Age: 21
Personality: Described as a quiet and somewhat mysterious individual, Kana embraces the image without too much care. Despite a rather striking appearance, he is unremarkable to most people. Without a sense of energy or charisma that might draw others to him, Kana seems constantly in a state of calm and acceptance. When he speaks it is in a similar tone, not necessarily disinterested or cold, but certainly controlled and measured. Perhaps a bit unnaturally so, but then again most people don’t get close enough to find out if there’s a difference. Polite but straight forward, he might not be the most interesting person, but he seems reliable enough. His hobbies, if you ask, include things like gambling, even if he isn’t great at it, and a number of sports with tennis probably first.
History: If anyone was curious about one certain Kurane Kana, well they would have to get used to the feeling. Not a lot about the young man exists prior to his enrollment in Chiharu High for his senior year, three years ago. His status as a ward of the state came into effect a few years prior to that, and any information about his actual family has either been trashed or lost. His enrollment itself could be seen as slightly strange, given a lack of previous transcripts or records, but the program was known for accepting less fortunate individuals quite often, so most people wouldn’t dig too far in that direction; especially given his higher than average performance in almost every class. Still, if they’re persistent enough, some people might just find reason for concern.
If you were to ask Kana about his past, it wouldn’t be hard to get a general picture, but specifics would still essentially be non-existent. A falling out with what family he had left, his mother died soon after he was born, a few years prior led to him being under the care of the state for a few years. After he was accepted into Chiharu, they mostly provided for him while he worked off a part-time job on the side to provide a bit for himself.
Name: Kurane, Kana
Age: 21
Personality: Described as a quiet and somewhat mysterious individual, Kana embraces the image without too much care. Despite a rather striking appearance, he is unremarkable to most people. Without a sense of energy or charisma that might draw others to him, Kana seems constantly in a state of calm and acceptance. When he speaks it is in a similar tone, not necessarily disinterested or cold, but certainly controlled and measured. Perhaps a bit unnaturally so, but then again most people don’t get close enough to find out if there’s a difference. Polite but straight forward, he might not be the most interesting person, but he seems reliable enough. His hobbies, if you ask, include things like gambling, even if he isn’t great at it, and a number of sports with tennis probably first.
History: If anyone was curious about one certain Kurane Kana, well they would have to get used to the feeling. Not a lot about the young man exists prior to his enrollment in Chiharu High for his senior year, three years ago. His status as a ward of the state came into effect a few years prior to that, and any information about his actual family has either been trashed or lost. His enrollment itself could be seen as slightly strange, given a lack of previous transcripts or records, but the program was known for accepting less fortunate individuals quite often, so most people wouldn’t dig too far in that direction; especially given his higher than average performance in almost every class. Still, if they’re persistent enough, some people might just find reason for concern.
If you were to ask Kana about his past, it wouldn’t be hard to get a general picture, but specifics would still essentially be non-existent. A falling out with what family he had left, his mother died soon after he was born, a few years prior led to him being under the care of the state for a few years. After he was accepted into Chiharu, they mostly provided for him while he worked off a part-time job on the side to provide a bit for himself.
He wasn’t sure if he would have been able to avoid the goblin’s swing, but luckily he didn’t even have to as the blow went wild and nowhere near on target. Even if his target could move aside from such a close range, it was even easier for Mushi to simply readjust his aim, following the goblin with the tip of his wand. Had Elik decided to make any sudden movements, he might have had cause for concern about friendly fire, but thankfully the tank remained mostly stationary. His attack hit the goblin square of the side, making it squeal in pain, before it collapsed lifelessly. He sighed as he turned his attention elsewhere, though he did nod in satisfaction at the window that popped up.
It seemed that the others in their party had taken care of the remaining goblin without issue. Unsurprisingly, given what the game had shown, loot had to literally be looted off the enemies’ corpses. He didn’t have any issue with what was proposed, given it was fairly common sensical after all. Instead he turned his attention to the corpse that probably had items he wanted, though it seemed that Sumato had gotten to his target, the robed goblin, before he had though and picked it clean. Wandering over to the girl, he took the offered scroll with a word of thanks before he unfurled it to inspect its contents.
It seemed that the others in their party had taken care of the remaining goblin without issue. Unsurprisingly, given what the game had shown, loot had to literally be looted off the enemies’ corpses. He didn’t have any issue with what was proposed, given it was fairly common sensical after all. Instead he turned his attention to the corpse that probably had items he wanted, though it seemed that Sumato had gotten to his target, the robed goblin, before he had though and picked it clean. Wandering over to the girl, he took the offered scroll with a word of thanks before he unfurled it to inspect its contents.
Protagonist said
Hm, could you make the turret's machine gun just be a submachine gun? Like...a low-cal SMG?
Meh, I'll just scrap it then. No point in lugging something like that around/wouldn't really make sense storywise.
Not sure how well this will fly over, but might as well give it a go.
Science is great. The work uniform.
Name: Kidoma, Fuyo
Species: Human
Age: 64
Gender: Male
Occupation: Combat Engineer (Patrol)
Tools/Weapons: Has kept and maintained the same carbine from the ship. More accurate, heavy-hitting than a sub-machine gun, but with a slower rate of fire. Also keeps a pistol as a side-arm with him at all times.
Has also designed several drones throughout his time on Xeria with the assistance from several scientists in the colony. They are spherical in shape and about the size of a grapefruit. Equipped with a hover system, the drones are largely automated and capable of seeking out enemies with their array of sensors. Though not exceptionally fast, they are capable of keeping up with most humanoids at a full run. Friendlies must be registered on the sensors systems before use lest friendly fire issues occur.
All drones are equipped with a flashbang system, allowing for it to periodically emit bursts of intense light and sound to disorient and injure. Depending on the mission or objective, they are also capable of being fitted to release harmless smokescreens or dangerous chemical gases.
Skills/Powers: Genetically modified soldier. Xeria’s atmosphere has proven to be hell on the genemods though, and their effects have drastically reduced. He lives longer and is a bit healthier, but no longer can he push the limits of the human body.
He also has the skills that would warrant such a procedure to back him up. A professional in his chosen occupation, he’s lacking a great deal in equipment, but Fuyo makes do, even if there isn’t much work for him. He mostly works as an actual engineer, or an explosive maker when need be.
Bio: An old-Earth human, kept alive and in working order through the miracles of science! While not the cream of the crop, Fuyo was good enough at what he did that he was picked to be sent off into space alongside the rest of humanity that was lucky enough. Kept in cryosleep for when the vessels finally reached their destination in case the environment wasn’t friendly to humanity, he and others that served in their profession were meant to act as humanity’s bulwark in the unknown.
Too bad things rarely go as planned.
Instead of being awoken when the crafts reached Xeria, Fuyo and a good portion of the troops were left in cryosleep. Someone, somewhere didn’t do their job and as a result, Fuyo only awoke about a decade afterwards when the ship finally ran out of power and the cryo-chambers opened automatically. To make matters worse, the genetic augmentations that many of soldiers had gone through on Earth didn’t mesh well with the toxic atmosphere of Xeria. It was much more than just a rude awakening, but him and his peers weren’t sent alongside some of humanity’s best without reason.
Needless to say, not all of them made it to the nearest colony. Some died from the atmosphere poisoning their bodies, while others were taken by the creatures of this new world. Still, he and a number of others managed to make the trek, even if they barely managed to stumble through the gates and into safety.
He’s one that’s managed to keep his head and stay in the game after all these years. Some retired after a decade or two, while others just didn’t make it back. There’s probably been a bit of luck involved for Fuyo, but he doesn’t mind a helping hand from Lady Luck every now and then. He’s kept to his post for the most part, refusing any opportunities for advancement or to take up a more important position. He’s comfortable with where he is in life and doesn’t see that changing until his body’s finally too old for the job.
Name: Kidoma, Fuyo
Species: Human
Age: 64
Gender: Male
Occupation: Combat Engineer (Patrol)
Tools/Weapons: Has kept and maintained the same carbine from the ship. More accurate, heavy-hitting than a sub-machine gun, but with a slower rate of fire. Also keeps a pistol as a side-arm with him at all times.
Has also designed several drones throughout his time on Xeria with the assistance from several scientists in the colony. They are spherical in shape and about the size of a grapefruit. Equipped with a hover system, the drones are largely automated and capable of seeking out enemies with their array of sensors. Though not exceptionally fast, they are capable of keeping up with most humanoids at a full run. Friendlies must be registered on the sensors systems before use lest friendly fire issues occur.
All drones are equipped with a flashbang system, allowing for it to periodically emit bursts of intense light and sound to disorient and injure. Depending on the mission or objective, they are also capable of being fitted to release harmless smokescreens or dangerous chemical gases.
Skills/Powers: Genetically modified soldier. Xeria’s atmosphere has proven to be hell on the genemods though, and their effects have drastically reduced. He lives longer and is a bit healthier, but no longer can he push the limits of the human body.
He also has the skills that would warrant such a procedure to back him up. A professional in his chosen occupation, he’s lacking a great deal in equipment, but Fuyo makes do, even if there isn’t much work for him. He mostly works as an actual engineer, or an explosive maker when need be.
Bio: An old-Earth human, kept alive and in working order through the miracles of science! While not the cream of the crop, Fuyo was good enough at what he did that he was picked to be sent off into space alongside the rest of humanity that was lucky enough. Kept in cryosleep for when the vessels finally reached their destination in case the environment wasn’t friendly to humanity, he and others that served in their profession were meant to act as humanity’s bulwark in the unknown.
Too bad things rarely go as planned.
Instead of being awoken when the crafts reached Xeria, Fuyo and a good portion of the troops were left in cryosleep. Someone, somewhere didn’t do their job and as a result, Fuyo only awoke about a decade afterwards when the ship finally ran out of power and the cryo-chambers opened automatically. To make matters worse, the genetic augmentations that many of soldiers had gone through on Earth didn’t mesh well with the toxic atmosphere of Xeria. It was much more than just a rude awakening, but him and his peers weren’t sent alongside some of humanity’s best without reason.
Needless to say, not all of them made it to the nearest colony. Some died from the atmosphere poisoning their bodies, while others were taken by the creatures of this new world. Still, he and a number of others managed to make the trek, even if they barely managed to stumble through the gates and into safety.
He’s one that’s managed to keep his head and stay in the game after all these years. Some retired after a decade or two, while others just didn’t make it back. There’s probably been a bit of luck involved for Fuyo, but he doesn’t mind a helping hand from Lady Luck every now and then. He’s kept to his post for the most part, refusing any opportunities for advancement or to take up a more important position. He’s comfortable with where he is in life and doesn’t see that changing until his body’s finally too old for the job.
So I've been accepted.
Gonna fiddle around with my CS a bit, but wazzup I guess.
Gonna fiddle around with my CS a bit, but wazzup I guess.
Making one.
Hopefully, t'is acceptable.
Name: Cael Rubal
Age: 27
Kingdom: Life
Position: Common Doctor/Volur
Appearance: Cael has dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He’s not very tall, only about 5’8, and only about 140lbs. He can generally be found wearing the attire as pictured, as that’s the commoner’s appearance in the Kingdom. Those of the upper echelons wear similar designs, but their clothing is oftentimes much more colorful and decorated.
Personality: Quiet, but not without a zeal for life, Cael might not talk a lot, but he nevertheless has a sense of energy to every action he takes. He can be a bit hard-headed at times, and is generally very serious when it comes to his job. He doesn’t particularly believe his ability to use magic to make him any more special than others, simply different.
History: Cael doesn’t really talk about his childhood, and much isn’t known about the Volur of Life despite his skill. Apparently, he ran his own clinic in the city where he put his magic to good use. Not exactly the most glamorous occupation available, especially given his martial prowess, but it was a way for him to give back to the community he lived in.
Preferred Weapon: Cael utilizes his body as a weapon, as Life magic is generally ill-suited for offensive purposes. Only the most powerful of Life magic users, generally thought to be of legend, can cause harm with their powers, causing cancerous growths or immediate aging of their enemies. Even as the Volur of the Life Kingdom, Cael is limited to the more helpful aspects of his magic. He can heal and mend injuries and maladies, even those that would be fatal, albeit such a task takes quite a bit, in both time and effort, from him. Generally the finer control a task takes, the longer it will take and it will be more tasking for Cael.
Offensively, he’s capable of increasing his physical capabilities and pushing his body past its normal limits. In combat he fights unarmed, relying on his martial prowess and magical enhancements to overwhelm his enemies. Capable of shattering steel with his fists, and deflecting it with his skin, he’s essentially a nightmare in close-quarters. Against other magic users, Cael basically closes into melee range in an instant and sticks to them.
Name: Cael Rubal
Age: 27
Kingdom: Life
Position: Common Doctor/Volur
Appearance: Cael has dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He’s not very tall, only about 5’8, and only about 140lbs. He can generally be found wearing the attire as pictured, as that’s the commoner’s appearance in the Kingdom. Those of the upper echelons wear similar designs, but their clothing is oftentimes much more colorful and decorated.
Personality: Quiet, but not without a zeal for life, Cael might not talk a lot, but he nevertheless has a sense of energy to every action he takes. He can be a bit hard-headed at times, and is generally very serious when it comes to his job. He doesn’t particularly believe his ability to use magic to make him any more special than others, simply different.
History: Cael doesn’t really talk about his childhood, and much isn’t known about the Volur of Life despite his skill. Apparently, he ran his own clinic in the city where he put his magic to good use. Not exactly the most glamorous occupation available, especially given his martial prowess, but it was a way for him to give back to the community he lived in.
Preferred Weapon: Cael utilizes his body as a weapon, as Life magic is generally ill-suited for offensive purposes. Only the most powerful of Life magic users, generally thought to be of legend, can cause harm with their powers, causing cancerous growths or immediate aging of their enemies. Even as the Volur of the Life Kingdom, Cael is limited to the more helpful aspects of his magic. He can heal and mend injuries and maladies, even those that would be fatal, albeit such a task takes quite a bit, in both time and effort, from him. Generally the finer control a task takes, the longer it will take and it will be more tasking for Cael.
Offensively, he’s capable of increasing his physical capabilities and pushing his body past its normal limits. In combat he fights unarmed, relying on his martial prowess and magical enhancements to overwhelm his enemies. Capable of shattering steel with his fists, and deflecting it with his skin, he’s essentially a nightmare in close-quarters. Against other magic users, Cael basically closes into melee range in an instant and sticks to them.
Perry hadn’t expected help to come, despite that he knew it was a possibility. It was simply one that he hadn’t planned on depending on. So when the other student dropped onto the smoking grass in front of him, he had to jerk Blast Bicell out of the way lest he impale the male. Nonetheless, he was glad for the other student’s arrival as it gave the Grimm pause and most importantly a moment of reprieve. Taking a deep breath as the creatures eyed the newest arrival, he was a bit surprised when the Faunus, given the sound being made, roared at the surrounding Grimm. Was he perhaps hoping to intimidate them, or challenge and rile them up? Perry didn’t know, nor did he really care at this moment. What was important was getting what remained of his Aura focused and using the most of the time the other student had bought.
“Aw shit,” Perry couldn’t help but curse when the other student finally turned around and he got his first look at his timely “savior”. It was slightly depressing that he recognized the other student especially given the reason for his recognition, it was pretty hard not to take notice of the commotion at yesterday’s lunch. As far as Perry knew, the student didn’t like humans or just males given his differing reaction to the two students. Or maybe the first had just been annoying him, Perry didn’t really know, and hoped his assumptions were off the mark. Any further musing was interrupted when he was apparently labelled for use as a springboard by the other male. Grunting at the sudden impact as injuries flared up with pain, Perry stumbled backwards but remained standing as he looked up with a look of annoyance. There wasn’t much time for petty emotions though as the other student’s actions marked the resumption of battle. With their attention split between two targets though, Perry had just a bit more breathing room and that made all the difference.
He couldn’t pay too much attention to what his partner was doing, but Perry still managed to catch glimpses. A Glyph that was supplied with Dust, some form of grappling device within his gauntlets, and the resulting explosion as the Glyph’s use was revealed. Feeling the heat at his back as he backpedaled towards the smoldering corpses left by the explosion, his movements were a lot smoother now. His Aura use was much more focused and controlled now, given that with his newfound room he could actually dodge blows instead of simply allowing them to land or soaking them with his Aura. As he backflipped over the explosion site, Blast Bicell’s tip stabbed downwards in a rapid flurry and dispatched of what creatures had only been injured. Landing behind the disappearing corpses, he took advantage of the gained distance and lashed out in rapid succession before falling back. “Hey, can you apply those Glyphs to my weapon?” Having reloaded a bit of Dust during the lull he was also fairly confident in Bicell’s ability to withstand the other student’s blasts. Combined with the other student’s Semblance, Perry was pretty sure it would prove quite effective at thinning the remaining Grimm.
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Planting a foot firmly on the ground, Kuhaku slowly stood. Wiping the sweat and dirt off of his brow, his looked at his wounds as his Aura slowly sealed them and he began to heal. Sighing, he wish he had more skill in using his Aura defensively rather than just for regenerative purposes. Ears perking and twitching, he heard the human call out to him. Looking up as his new partner as he dispatched and finished off the burning Grimm from his Trap Glyph, he listened up.
"Hey, can you apply those Glyphs to my weapon?"
He nodded in response. Of course he could.
Though, he was curious as to the human's plan. Exactly how did he intend on using his Trap Glyphs?
Lowering himself to the ground so that he was on all fours Kuhaku took off towards the male, his attached chains clinking loudly as he ran. Leaping over the pile of quickly fading bodies of the fallen Grimm he skidded to a stop in front of the student, kicking up a small dust cloud as he looked at his held weapon. Eyeing it, he wondered what its unique abilities were. Touching it; he pressed his thumb, index, middle, ring, and pinky finger along the length of its blade. His blood-red eyes glowed as smaller black glyphs etched themselves onto the student's lance. Flattening his palm against the blade of the lance, the Red [Fire] Dust Crystal inlaid in his gauntlets radiated its light to charge the glyphs. The engravings on his gauntlets burned brightly as he charged them. After a brief flash, the glyphs then faded away becoming barely visible.
Snapping his eyes up, he saw another group of Grimm rapidly approaching. With a slide he shot around the larger student and executed a roundhouse kick, knocking a few of them away. With a few quickly thrown jabs, he knocked a few more away. Back to back with the giant human, his mask opened with a click-click and he blasted another roar at the Grimm. Issuing another challenge to rile them up. Tired from having moved through the trees as he did and with his emotions still running high, he hoped the other student had enough energy to come up with a plan. Kuhaku was in no shape to strategize in his current position, he was out of his element fighting out in the open. He brought up his fists and settled into a fighting stance.
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Grinning at the affirmative, he stabbed the lance tip first into the ground as the other student got to work on it. The Grimm didn’t seem content to simply let the two prepare unimpeded and Perry was forced to step forward into their ranks. Slamming fists and feet into black bodies, he slowed the Beowolves to a halt as he traded blows with the creatures. By now he was a great bloody mess who was certainly headed to the infirmary if he survived the rest of initiation. His clothes were resigned to the garbage, just holding together as blood wet the fabric. Claw marks marred his chest and back, shallow slashes he hadn’t managed to avoid. His arms were covered in bruises and dripped with blood, the result of numerous attacks. Every move he made with the limbs hurt, even making a fist caused pain to flare up, but Perry grit his teeth and fought on through it. It had only been a few seconds before he jumped out of the melee and back to his weapon.
Wrapping his hand around the lance’s handle, he wrenched it from the ground as his Aura sputtered back to life, its glow faint and uneven. The blood flew from his arm as he raised his weapon, the lancehead spinning around him as the wire cut through the air with a sharp sound. Spitting blood, he caught the lead Beowolf right in the face and he smiled grimly as it roared in hatred and charged. “Get ready,” he muttered to his partner as loosed the “flail”, giving the wire slack so it reached out towards the Grimm. Catching the lead Beowolf, the force threw the beast to the side even as the wire wrapped around more of its kind, ensnaring them together like insects in a web. By the time the lancehead slammed to a halt against a Beowolf, at least half a dozen of the creatures had been wrapped together by thick metal wire. “Detonate it.”
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As Kuhaku took a moment for himself to catch his breath and gather his thoughts, he was alarmed when he glanced over his shoulder to see Perry throwing himself into the fray, fighting viciously without his weapon. His eyes growing wide, ears and tail standing straight on end. As he watched with incredulity, momentarily distracted, he couldn't believe his eyes as his partner took and absorbed damage almost unflinchingly. He was most definitely more durable and sturdy than himself. He would have to take note of that, though it seemed that his partner's Aura was low and weak. They would have to either end this quickly or run away and move on.
His mask shutting closed with another mechanical click-click, he turned just in time to see a Beowolf's claws fly at him aimed straight at his throat. Bending backwards at the waist, he narrowly dodged the attack, sparks flying off of his metal face mask from its claws. Straightening himself and snarling underneath his mask, he refocused his attention. Getting back into the action, he swiftly engaged the multitudes of Grimm charging at him, letting them come to him. Skillfully blocking, evading and countering with well-timed strikes. Though not able to take damage as well as his human comrade, he was more agile and flexible. Able to dodge most of the brutish Grimm's crude attacks. Their simple movements and attacks visibly telegraphing. It was their ferocity and numbers that made them dangerous, lacking intelligence for complex strategy other than swarming tactics.
After what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few moments in reality, Kuhaku spared a glance back at his partner to see he had returned to his weapon. As he then raised his weapon in the air and swung it around, Kuhaku had to duck as the lance's head detached from the main body of the weapon still attached with a wire of some sort. Backpedaling a few steps, he returned with his back to the human, watching the spinning lance head curiously.
"Get ready." he muttered.
As the lance head then smashed into the side of a nearby Beowolf, it began to ensnare other Grimm. Gathering some number of them.
It was then that realization dawned on him. Kuhaku's red eyes glowed as he prepared to utilize his Semblance.
"Detonate it."
Smirking underneath his mask, he nodded and popped the knuckle of his thumb. Crack!
The first Glyph he placed on the lance then reappeared, brightly glowing red before shortly erupting into another billowing fireball. Its explosion not as impressive or as large as the bigger Glyph he had placed on the ground prior. He was pleased and impressed with this one's creativity. Lifting an arm so that the human could see, the band on one of his gauntlets rotated with a whir-click. Showing him that he also had Blue [Ice] and Yellow [Lightning] Dust Crystals socketed into his gauntlets. Though, they would have a different effect on his Semblance than his Red [Fire] Dust Crystal.
Touching a hidden spike in his Gauntlets with his thumb, he etched a glyph onto it. On one of his arms, the band upon which the Crystals were socketed into centered on the Blue Dust Crystal. As he charged the glyph the engravings on his gauntlet burned blue. Picking a Grimm, Kuhaku punched at it. With a gunshot BANG! his spike shot out still attached to its chain, embedding itself into the chest of the picked Beowolf though not killing it. Staring down the Grimm, he then popped the knuckle of his thumb again with a crack!. The glyph on his spike then glowed the same as the other glyphs before only with a bright-blue color as it then exploded in a cloud of white. The Grimm's movements slowing as its body slowly froze. Jerking his fist back, the winch on his lower back activated and returned the chain-spike back to its home in Kuhaku's gauntlets. Looking over his shoulder at his partner, he hoped he got the message. If not, he could demonstrate the property of his Yellow Dust Crystal. Though he could only have a total number of 5 glyphs at any given time and no more.
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The blast wasn’t quite as powerful as the previous if Perry wasn’t mistaken, but between being bound and the point blank detonation the lower force hardly made a difference. As the wire unspun itself from the Beowolves’ ruined corpses he couldn’t help but smile at the satisfying recoil when the lancehead slammed back onto the handle and reattached itself. A quick survey of the clearing showed that most of the larger Grimm had slunk back towards the treelines by now, watching the two of them, wondering if they should continue the assault when so many of their youngers had perished already. “It’ll only take a bit more to break their backs,” he called out as he began to twirl Bicell around, warning the Grimm as he glanced at his partner. If the display and Dust colors was any indication, he assumed the other student could also apply an electric effect to his Glyphs.
Granted, life would have been much easier if displays of strength were always capable of driving away the Grimm. Against these reckless younglings though, it only spurred them on as their eyes narrowed in hate at the challenger. With a deep boom, the lancehead fired out once more, sailing through the air like a missile. Slamming into the lead Grimm, it punched through the Beowolf’s chest and threw it back onto the ground. Whipping the handle to the side, he flung the attached corpse like a ragdoll, bowling over the others beside it. Wrenching his weapon free, he swung it over his shoulder so it came crashing down on the ground near his partner.
“Yellow if you can make a lasting effect. Red if it’s one-use only.”
“Aw shit,” Perry couldn’t help but curse when the other student finally turned around and he got his first look at his timely “savior”. It was slightly depressing that he recognized the other student especially given the reason for his recognition, it was pretty hard not to take notice of the commotion at yesterday’s lunch. As far as Perry knew, the student didn’t like humans or just males given his differing reaction to the two students. Or maybe the first had just been annoying him, Perry didn’t really know, and hoped his assumptions were off the mark. Any further musing was interrupted when he was apparently labelled for use as a springboard by the other male. Grunting at the sudden impact as injuries flared up with pain, Perry stumbled backwards but remained standing as he looked up with a look of annoyance. There wasn’t much time for petty emotions though as the other student’s actions marked the resumption of battle. With their attention split between two targets though, Perry had just a bit more breathing room and that made all the difference.
He couldn’t pay too much attention to what his partner was doing, but Perry still managed to catch glimpses. A Glyph that was supplied with Dust, some form of grappling device within his gauntlets, and the resulting explosion as the Glyph’s use was revealed. Feeling the heat at his back as he backpedaled towards the smoldering corpses left by the explosion, his movements were a lot smoother now. His Aura use was much more focused and controlled now, given that with his newfound room he could actually dodge blows instead of simply allowing them to land or soaking them with his Aura. As he backflipped over the explosion site, Blast Bicell’s tip stabbed downwards in a rapid flurry and dispatched of what creatures had only been injured. Landing behind the disappearing corpses, he took advantage of the gained distance and lashed out in rapid succession before falling back. “Hey, can you apply those Glyphs to my weapon?” Having reloaded a bit of Dust during the lull he was also fairly confident in Bicell’s ability to withstand the other student’s blasts. Combined with the other student’s Semblance, Perry was pretty sure it would prove quite effective at thinning the remaining Grimm.
Planting a foot firmly on the ground, Kuhaku slowly stood. Wiping the sweat and dirt off of his brow, his looked at his wounds as his Aura slowly sealed them and he began to heal. Sighing, he wish he had more skill in using his Aura defensively rather than just for regenerative purposes. Ears perking and twitching, he heard the human call out to him. Looking up as his new partner as he dispatched and finished off the burning Grimm from his Trap Glyph, he listened up.
"Hey, can you apply those Glyphs to my weapon?"
He nodded in response. Of course he could.
Though, he was curious as to the human's plan. Exactly how did he intend on using his Trap Glyphs?
Lowering himself to the ground so that he was on all fours Kuhaku took off towards the male, his attached chains clinking loudly as he ran. Leaping over the pile of quickly fading bodies of the fallen Grimm he skidded to a stop in front of the student, kicking up a small dust cloud as he looked at his held weapon. Eyeing it, he wondered what its unique abilities were. Touching it; he pressed his thumb, index, middle, ring, and pinky finger along the length of its blade. His blood-red eyes glowed as smaller black glyphs etched themselves onto the student's lance. Flattening his palm against the blade of the lance, the Red [Fire] Dust Crystal inlaid in his gauntlets radiated its light to charge the glyphs. The engravings on his gauntlets burned brightly as he charged them. After a brief flash, the glyphs then faded away becoming barely visible.
Snapping his eyes up, he saw another group of Grimm rapidly approaching. With a slide he shot around the larger student and executed a roundhouse kick, knocking a few of them away. With a few quickly thrown jabs, he knocked a few more away. Back to back with the giant human, his mask opened with a click-click and he blasted another roar at the Grimm. Issuing another challenge to rile them up. Tired from having moved through the trees as he did and with his emotions still running high, he hoped the other student had enough energy to come up with a plan. Kuhaku was in no shape to strategize in his current position, he was out of his element fighting out in the open. He brought up his fists and settled into a fighting stance.
Grinning at the affirmative, he stabbed the lance tip first into the ground as the other student got to work on it. The Grimm didn’t seem content to simply let the two prepare unimpeded and Perry was forced to step forward into their ranks. Slamming fists and feet into black bodies, he slowed the Beowolves to a halt as he traded blows with the creatures. By now he was a great bloody mess who was certainly headed to the infirmary if he survived the rest of initiation. His clothes were resigned to the garbage, just holding together as blood wet the fabric. Claw marks marred his chest and back, shallow slashes he hadn’t managed to avoid. His arms were covered in bruises and dripped with blood, the result of numerous attacks. Every move he made with the limbs hurt, even making a fist caused pain to flare up, but Perry grit his teeth and fought on through it. It had only been a few seconds before he jumped out of the melee and back to his weapon.
Wrapping his hand around the lance’s handle, he wrenched it from the ground as his Aura sputtered back to life, its glow faint and uneven. The blood flew from his arm as he raised his weapon, the lancehead spinning around him as the wire cut through the air with a sharp sound. Spitting blood, he caught the lead Beowolf right in the face and he smiled grimly as it roared in hatred and charged. “Get ready,” he muttered to his partner as loosed the “flail”, giving the wire slack so it reached out towards the Grimm. Catching the lead Beowolf, the force threw the beast to the side even as the wire wrapped around more of its kind, ensnaring them together like insects in a web. By the time the lancehead slammed to a halt against a Beowolf, at least half a dozen of the creatures had been wrapped together by thick metal wire. “Detonate it.”
As Kuhaku took a moment for himself to catch his breath and gather his thoughts, he was alarmed when he glanced over his shoulder to see Perry throwing himself into the fray, fighting viciously without his weapon. His eyes growing wide, ears and tail standing straight on end. As he watched with incredulity, momentarily distracted, he couldn't believe his eyes as his partner took and absorbed damage almost unflinchingly. He was most definitely more durable and sturdy than himself. He would have to take note of that, though it seemed that his partner's Aura was low and weak. They would have to either end this quickly or run away and move on.
His mask shutting closed with another mechanical click-click, he turned just in time to see a Beowolf's claws fly at him aimed straight at his throat. Bending backwards at the waist, he narrowly dodged the attack, sparks flying off of his metal face mask from its claws. Straightening himself and snarling underneath his mask, he refocused his attention. Getting back into the action, he swiftly engaged the multitudes of Grimm charging at him, letting them come to him. Skillfully blocking, evading and countering with well-timed strikes. Though not able to take damage as well as his human comrade, he was more agile and flexible. Able to dodge most of the brutish Grimm's crude attacks. Their simple movements and attacks visibly telegraphing. It was their ferocity and numbers that made them dangerous, lacking intelligence for complex strategy other than swarming tactics.
After what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few moments in reality, Kuhaku spared a glance back at his partner to see he had returned to his weapon. As he then raised his weapon in the air and swung it around, Kuhaku had to duck as the lance's head detached from the main body of the weapon still attached with a wire of some sort. Backpedaling a few steps, he returned with his back to the human, watching the spinning lance head curiously.
"Get ready." he muttered.
As the lance head then smashed into the side of a nearby Beowolf, it began to ensnare other Grimm. Gathering some number of them.
It was then that realization dawned on him. Kuhaku's red eyes glowed as he prepared to utilize his Semblance.
"Detonate it."
Smirking underneath his mask, he nodded and popped the knuckle of his thumb. Crack!
The first Glyph he placed on the lance then reappeared, brightly glowing red before shortly erupting into another billowing fireball. Its explosion not as impressive or as large as the bigger Glyph he had placed on the ground prior. He was pleased and impressed with this one's creativity. Lifting an arm so that the human could see, the band on one of his gauntlets rotated with a whir-click. Showing him that he also had Blue [Ice] and Yellow [Lightning] Dust Crystals socketed into his gauntlets. Though, they would have a different effect on his Semblance than his Red [Fire] Dust Crystal.
Touching a hidden spike in his Gauntlets with his thumb, he etched a glyph onto it. On one of his arms, the band upon which the Crystals were socketed into centered on the Blue Dust Crystal. As he charged the glyph the engravings on his gauntlet burned blue. Picking a Grimm, Kuhaku punched at it. With a gunshot BANG! his spike shot out still attached to its chain, embedding itself into the chest of the picked Beowolf though not killing it. Staring down the Grimm, he then popped the knuckle of his thumb again with a crack!. The glyph on his spike then glowed the same as the other glyphs before only with a bright-blue color as it then exploded in a cloud of white. The Grimm's movements slowing as its body slowly froze. Jerking his fist back, the winch on his lower back activated and returned the chain-spike back to its home in Kuhaku's gauntlets. Looking over his shoulder at his partner, he hoped he got the message. If not, he could demonstrate the property of his Yellow Dust Crystal. Though he could only have a total number of 5 glyphs at any given time and no more.
The blast wasn’t quite as powerful as the previous if Perry wasn’t mistaken, but between being bound and the point blank detonation the lower force hardly made a difference. As the wire unspun itself from the Beowolves’ ruined corpses he couldn’t help but smile at the satisfying recoil when the lancehead slammed back onto the handle and reattached itself. A quick survey of the clearing showed that most of the larger Grimm had slunk back towards the treelines by now, watching the two of them, wondering if they should continue the assault when so many of their youngers had perished already. “It’ll only take a bit more to break their backs,” he called out as he began to twirl Bicell around, warning the Grimm as he glanced at his partner. If the display and Dust colors was any indication, he assumed the other student could also apply an electric effect to his Glyphs.
Granted, life would have been much easier if displays of strength were always capable of driving away the Grimm. Against these reckless younglings though, it only spurred them on as their eyes narrowed in hate at the challenger. With a deep boom, the lancehead fired out once more, sailing through the air like a missile. Slamming into the lead Grimm, it punched through the Beowolf’s chest and threw it back onto the ground. Whipping the handle to the side, he flung the attached corpse like a ragdoll, bowling over the others beside it. Wrenching his weapon free, he swung it over his shoulder so it came crashing down on the ground near his partner.
“Yellow if you can make a lasting effect. Red if it’s one-use only.”
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