22ice22 said
I'm still here.

I think I was just reading your character.

NOT EVEN ON THIS; CUTTING CAKE
I THINK ABOUT MY CHARACTER'S HISTORY
HEY THAT'S LIKE RUBY'S
I SHOULD CHANGE IT
BUT then i don't because it's not EXACTLY like that.

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Name: Quentin Pelham.
Nickname: ‘Wimp.’
Species: Human. Wait, no, maybe I'd be cooler if I was a faunus? No, then I'd be bullied more. But then others would probably like me more, right? No? I'm so confuuuuuuuused!
Age: 17. Wait, no, being older is cooler! No, don't lie about your age? But what if they- It's 17.
Emblem: (Optional)

Aura Colour: Blue! I mean, if it's not taken by an active player. If it is, then...light blue?
Semblance: His semblance actually helps him with his weapon skills. Instead of his free-flowing style, which lets him make many mistakes because he is not that skilled a fighter. This Semblance helps him make his attacks more direct and logical. Because of this, he seems to turn the tables pretty well in battles. Keep in mind, he isn’t the best. Just in the middle of really good and really shit. He’s really shit normally, and when he uses his semblance, which he can only actually tap into for really hard battles where he’s getting his ass handed to him. With this, he can give him a bit of a higher chance of surviving the battle. Soon enough, when he has a good space in the battle/maybe him stalling, he can’t actually use it that much anymore. Actually, not at all anymore.

Weapon: YOYO!

This yoyo is a highly explosive weapon. It explodes on contact with human-made objects, such as iron and steel, but not with natural objects, such as the Grimm, humans, and plants and trees and the like. That's the stuff it explodey-wodeys with. But, for it to be charged, you have to have it and the scarf within about 12 feet of each other, so the yoyo can only go up to that height/width when he throws it.
Dust: I assume the highly explosive one is Red dust, so it's that.
Other Equipment: His scarf: This scarf is actually a bit of what charges his weapon. First thing, he thinks it's cool. Second thing, he needs it to actually charge up his weapon, because the weapon forger that made it decided that it would be smart that a SCARF would be attached to a YOYO. And, I guess that makes sense, because then people can't really use it unless they get access to his scarf, (which he almost never takes off btw) and so it's like that. The scarf actually has something weird in the middle of it, which is what his yoyo has too, in it's middle. If someone feels around for long enough, they may be able to feel the small crystal inside of it, but not the same for the yoyo.

Skills & Abilities: He is kind of medium in acrobatics, and he sort of has to be with the type of weapon he’s holding, to not always tie himself up. Though, it still happens. He has to know lots of YOYO! skills and tricks, because of the weapon he has again. So, he’s a pretty good acrobatic and YOYO!er.

Description:
Personality:
Okay. Let's get this personality down.

He is not the cool type. Not at all. In reality, when you get to know him, you'll figure out that the main thing he's worried about is getting bullied about his yoyo.

See, this guy here is the wimpy type. Not the one that likes to fight a bunch of creatures surrounding him. In fact, in his first fight, he's probably gonna say "What? WAIT WHAT WHAT IS THIS-" and cower with both of his arms covering his whole body, knee up and everything. Why? Because he is that much of a dork. In fact, he gets easily flustered and he overreacts over the simplest of things, like his age on a paper. "Wait, wouldn't the other people look up to me because I'm older? Noo, then they might figure out soon enough that I'm lying about my age. But if I put my age, they might bully me about it. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-" Yeah. He is perfectly that type of person, and he will always be that person for most of the time.

So, being an overreactor, he thinks what it would be like to be older, to be a faunus, as said in the other parts of this CS. He just doesn't want to be bullied lots, but he is the perfect person to tease and such. So, maybe, he'll be the comic relief character in his team. Probably. Sorry, I was going off-track.

He just wants to be cool. That's the guy he is. He wants to be a cool guy. A seriously cool guy, like maximum cool, like known by everyone cool, like 'oe shit dun mess wit dat guy, joo heer? he da chillost guy in beecon.' That's the guy he wants to be. An aspiring cool guy. I mean, he would be liked if he was cool, right? People just like him because he's easy to tease, right? He'd be the perfect cool guy, right? Guys? BACK ME UP HERE!

But yeah. Essentially, he's just a HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMONGOUS dork.
History: Growing up, when he was about 8 or so, his dorkiness started to show. He started to become lots more of a pacifist than he was when he was much younger, and so he didn’t like fighting. Like, at all. Like, he hated it. When he had to, he would always wimp out, and this resulted in his nickname, ‘Wimp.’ Obviously, he hated that too. So, he started thinking that he HAD to fight. You know, to be super cool. Supercool. That was his new goal, to get the nickname Supercool.

See, since he was a wimp from age 8 to now, nobody really hung out with him. Hell, he only had two really good friends, and they really were loyal to him, and didn’t go to ‘DA KEWL KIDS’ and their little club that they had. He was very envious of their club though. That’s why he wanted to be cool..er. He wanted to be cool, but not one of those jerks who left their friends when they were cool, he didn’t want to be like those people. He wanted his dorky friends, and some cool friends. A balance. A healthy, healthy, balance.

Soon enough, he was given this yoyo. And a cool ass scarf too. In his mind, this meant, ‘FUCK YEAH! L-L-L-L-L-LEVEL UP!’ and he was jumping for joy, but that was NOT the case. He was still a massive dork. See, this dork status is what he focused on for, like, the most of his fucking life. It was srs business, being a cool guy. Then, they told him that this yoyo and scarf was a weapon.

L-L-L-L-L-L-LEVEL THE FUCK DOWN, SOOOOOOOOOOOON!

Like, the fuck? Like, the fuck the fuck? Like, just the fuck the fuck the fuck the fuck? Like, Jesus in a basket of all of the Greek and Roman gods in the Percy Jackson fanfiction pages, why. Why would they do this? He had to fight with this shit? It looked like the wimpiest weapon ever. But, once he tested it out, it was fucking explosive.

SUDDENLY THIS THING WAS LOOKIN’ MORE BADASS THAN TOM CRUISE IN 5 JAMES BOND MOVIES IN ABOUT ONE TIME.

Like, damn. Like, damn like damn. Like, damn like damn like damn. Like, damn like damn like damn like damn like damn. Good lord. This thing was a highly explosive weapon, and it needed a cool ass scarf to be able to explode and shit.

L-L-L-L-L-L-L-LEVEL UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!

Soo, soon enough he learned some martial arts/acrobatics, same thing in his books, and he was a real noob with the yoyo. And then, he went to this other STOOPID SCHOOL THAT PLAYS A SUB-PAR ROLE IN THE SERIES and so, he was actually accepted into Beacon. Not for his special skills, but for his connections in the family and such, and then his parents said all these wonderful things about his progress and then his face went from :D to t(-_-) in half a bajillion microseconds. Oh yay. His parents got him enrolled into an even more violent school than the first. Like, seriously. Stop fucking lying about this shit you fucks. Everybody hates parents now because of you bad people.

FUCKING YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.

Other: None.

uuuuuuughhhhhh
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHH

Looks like we'll be having some name changes
Again

And Lowkey that was a very exciting character sheet. Like, very exciting. I don't know whether to laugh or cry??? Jkjk (;

Liriia said
Looks like we'll be having some name changes
Again

And Lowkey that was a very exciting character sheet. Like, very exciting. I don't know whether to laugh or cry??? Jkjk (;

really? i didn't think that the history would be too good in my head. But the personality is definitely a fun one to play. And the small amount of jokes I put in.

Reporting! Posted as well!

@LowKey: I really enjoyed reading your CS as well! Quentin seems like he's going to be a good mix for this odd bunch!

Ill have a post up tomorrow since ill be home free by then
Rinnee, you still wanna partner up right?

Yes, if you're cool with partnering up still! ^^

And now that Clems finally on the ground, I'm excited to put her into action.~

Lowkey said NOT EVEN ON THIS; CUTTING CAKE
I THINK ABOUT MY CHARACTER'S HISTORY
HEY THAT'S LIKE RUBY'S
I SHOULD CHANGE IT
BUT then i don't because it's not EXACTLY like that.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Name: Quentin Pelham.
Nickname: ‘Wimp.’
Species: Human. Wait, no, maybe I'd be cooler if I was a faunus? No, then I'd be bullied more. But then others would probably like me more, right? No? I'm so confuuuuuuuused!
Age: 17. Wait, no, being older is cooler! No, don't lie about your age? But what if they- It's 17.
Emblem: (Optional)

Aura Colour: Blue! I mean, if it's not taken by an active player. If it is, then...light blue?
Semblance: His semblance actually helps him with his weapon skills. Instead of his free-flowing style, which lets him make many mistakes because he is not that skilled a fighter. This Semblance helps him make his attacks more direct and logical. Because of this, he seems to turn the tables pretty well in battles. Keep in mind, he isn’t the best. Just in the middle of really good and really shit. He’s really shit normally, and when he uses his semblance, which he can only actually tap into for really hard battles where he’s getting his ass handed to him. With this, he can give him a bit of a higher chance of surviving the battle. Soon enough, when he has a good space in the battle/maybe him stalling, he can’t actually use it that much anymore. Actually, not at all anymore.

Weapon: YOYO!

This yoyo is a highly explosive weapon. It explodes on contact with human-made objects, such as iron and steel, but not with natural objects, such as the Grimm, humans, and plants and trees and the like. That's the stuff it explodey-wodeys with. But, for it to be charged, you have to have it and the scarf within about 12 feet of each other, so the yoyo can only go up to that height/width when he throws it.
Dust: I assume the highly explosive one is Red dust, so it's that.
Other Equipment: His scarf: This scarf is actually a bit of what charges his weapon. First thing, he thinks it's cool. Second thing, he needs it to actually charge up his weapon, because the weapon forger that made it decided that it would be smart that a SCARF would be attached to a YOYO. And, I guess that makes sense, because then people can't really use it unless they get access to his scarf, (which he almost never takes off btw) and so it's like that. The scarf actually has something weird in the middle of it, which is what his yoyo has too, in it's middle. If someone feels around for long enough, they may be able to feel the small crystal inside of it, but not the same for the yoyo.

Skills & Abilities: He is kind of medium in acrobatics, and he sort of has to be with the type of weapon he’s holding, to not always tie himself up. Though, it still happens. He has to know lots of YOYO! skills and tricks, because of the weapon he has again. So, he’s a pretty good acrobatic and YOYO!er.

Description:
Personality:
Okay. Let's get this personality down.

He is not the cool type. Not at all. In reality, when you get to know him, you'll figure out that the main thing he's worried about is getting bullied about his yoyo.

See, this guy here is the wimpy type. Not the one that likes to fight a bunch of creatures surrounding him. In fact, in his first fight, he's probably gonna say "What? WAIT WHAT WHAT IS THIS-" and cower with both of his arms covering his whole body, knee up and everything. Why? Because he is that much of a dork. In fact, he gets easily flustered and he overreacts over the simplest of things, like his age on a paper. "Wait, wouldn't the other people look up to me because I'm older? Noo, then they might figure out soon enough that I'm lying about my age. But if I put my age, they might bully me about it. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-" Yeah. He is perfectly that type of person, and he will always be that person for most of the time.

So, being an overreactor, he thinks what it would be like to be older, to be a faunus, as said in the other parts of this CS. He just doesn't want to be bullied lots, but he is the perfect person to tease and such. So, maybe, he'll be the comic relief character in his team. Probably. Sorry, I was going off-track.

He just wants to be cool. That's the guy he is. He wants to be a cool guy. A seriously cool guy, like maximum cool, like known by everyone cool, like 'oe shit dun mess wit dat guy, joo heer? he da chillost guy in beecon.' That's the guy he wants to be. An aspiring cool guy. I mean, he would be liked if he was cool, right? People just like him because he's easy to tease, right? He'd be the perfect cool guy, right? Guys? BACK ME UP HERE!

But yeah. Essentially, he's just a HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMONGOUS dork.
History: Growing up, when he was about 8 or so, his dorkiness started to show. He started to become lots more of a pacifist than he was when he was much younger, and so he didn’t like fighting. Like, at all. Like, he hated it. When he had to, he would always wimp out, and this resulted in his nickname, ‘Wimp.’ Obviously, he hated that too. So, he started thinking that he HAD to fight. You know, to be super cool. Supercool. That was his new goal, to get the nickname Supercool.

See, since he was a wimp from age 8 to now, nobody really hung out with him. Hell, he only had two really good friends, and they really were loyal to him, and didn’t go to ‘DA KEWL KIDS’ and their little club that they had. He was very envious of their club though. That’s why he wanted to be cool..er. He wanted to be cool, but not one of those jerks who left their friends when they were cool, he didn’t want to be like those people. He wanted his dorky friends, and some cool friends. A balance. A healthy, healthy, balance.

Soon enough, he was given this yoyo. And a cool ass scarf too. In his mind, this meant, ‘FUCK YEAH! L-L-L-L-L-LEVEL UP!’ and he was jumping for joy, but that was NOT the case. He was still a massive dork. See, this dork status is what he focused on for, like, the most of his fucking life. It was srs business, being a cool guy. Then, they told him that this yoyo and scarf was a weapon.

L-L-L-L-L-L-LEVEL THE FUCK DOWN, SOOOOOOOOOOOON!

Like, the fuck? Like, the fuck the fuck? Like, just the fuck the fuck the fuck the fuck? Like, Jesus in a basket of all of the Greek and Roman gods in the Percy Jackson fanfiction pages, why. Why would they do this? He had to fight with this shit? It looked like the wimpiest weapon ever. But, once he tested it out, it was fucking explosive.

SUDDENLY THIS THING WAS LOOKIN’ MORE BADASS THAN TOM CRUISE IN 5 JAMES BOND MOVIES IN ABOUT ONE TIME.

Like, damn. Like, damn like damn. Like, damn like damn like damn. Like, damn like damn like damn like damn like damn. Good lord. This thing was a highly explosive weapon, and it needed a cool ass scarf to be able to explode and shit.

L-L-L-L-L-L-L-LEVEL UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!

Soo, soon enough he learned some martial arts/acrobatics, same thing in his books, and he was a real noob with the yoyo. And then, he went to this other STOOPID SCHOOL THAT PLAYS A SUB-PAR ROLE IN THE SERIES and so, he was actually accepted into Beacon. Not for his special skills, but for his connections in the family and such, and then his parents said all these wonderful things about his progress and then his face went from :D to t(-_-) in half a bajillion microseconds. Oh yay. His parents got him enrolled into an even more violent school than the first. Like, seriously. Stop fucking lying about this shit you fucks. Everybody hates parents now because of you bad people.

FUCKING YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.

Other: None.

uuuuuuughhhhhh
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHH

Accepted, but just know that this RP is very serious and dark and stuff. Like seriously. So bleak. It makes animals run in fear and babies cry just being near. Also I'll greatly enjoy throwing whatever sort of abuse and suffering I can at you simply for my own amusement.

Reporting. Still into this.

Name:
Aurellius Bellum.

Nickname:
Goldie, Bell-end, Guy With a Big Gun.

Species:
Human. YEAH. HUMANS ARE THE BEST. WOO.

Age:
Nineteen.

Emblem:


Aura Colour:
Crisp Red.

Semblance:
Boy, I Love The Color Red. Aurellius' ability is more of a support ability than others. His weapon rips things to shreds, causing his enemies to pump out their glorious colored life juices. Any target that Aurellius successfully manages to hit will bleed quickly, splattering the grand color everywhere and allowing him to easily locate wounded targets in battle, as their blood glows bright to him. Don't try to escape, because he WILL find you. Of course, the ability doesn't do much else other than help him track the enemy. Pretty boring as most Semblance's go, but Aurellius uses his own skill, not some magic skill that allows him to instantly destroy whoever he comes across. He can do that with his own hands. He doesn't need help.

Weapon:

Aurellius' weapon is a little bit... over the top, some might say. His weapon, Ascalon, has two functions. One, is a piercing lance form, deadly against single targets. Its other form is a rapid fire mini-gun that fires off Dust-infused bullets. Of course, since his weapon is so large, Aurellius has a hard time carrying around the damn thing. Couldn't development had made it a little more light weight? To compensate for his rather slow speed while firing and charging, Aurellius bears a large burden over his shoulders. The backpack is a bit of a mix between an ammo cache and a jet-pack, and is roughly the size of an Army pack. Of course, he can't fly or anything. That would just go against the laws of physics.

No, his jet-pack is for maneuverability. Jets placed all over the pack allow him to use the thrusters to dodge out of the way of an attack, or thrust forwards in his lance form for an attack. His weapon is developed by the grand and marvelous Bellum Manufacturer Co. Don't yell at the name, that wasn't his idea. Anyway, the weapon is focused less on speed and maneuverability than other weapons, but easily makes up for it in sheer power. His backpack can hold up to two thousand infused rounds, so he really has to stock up soon or he'll run out of ammo. His boosters also use Dust, and so have limited uses. Still, don't bash the Lance, as it is made from a specially designed alloy that allows it to pierce even the thickest of shells. And hey, lances don't run out of ammo. His mini-gun also has to spin up, and takes roughly four seconds.

Dust:
The bullets used inside the Ascalon are specially infused with Dust. Typically he uses Red Dust, as its properties are best for the explosives properties of ammunition. Of course, that doesn't mean he can't change it out once and a while for special ammo. The jet boosters on his pack also use Red Dust, so its rather easy to swap out if one is running low. Still, other than his weapon, Aurellius doesn't prefer to use Dust all that much.

Other Equipment:
Not much. A set of tools made for Ascalon so he can keep it clean and un-jammed. An extra suit, crisp and ready to be put on.

Skills & Abilities:
Most notable at first are Aurellius' combat skills. You really don't see many people proficient in a lance or a mini-gun, let alone both! Aurellius prefers to fill the air with lead and dust, to send his foes running for cover as he covers them with blankets. Made of bullets. Of course, that doesn't mean he isn't decent at melee combat, its quite the opposite! He uses his lance with great strength, thrusting forwards, and not giving his enemies any time to recover. (By the way, if you want to see how someone uses a freakin' lance in combat, just google 'Dark Souls 2 Lance PvP' and you'll be set. Running attacks, Ho!)

Still, he's not just a fighter, Aurellius was raised to be a businessman! A rather bloodthirsty businessman at that. You see, being the son of a weapons manufacturer means you have to learn a few things from Pappy. How to write files, how to manage a bunch of god damn Union-workers. Screw the Union, by the way. Hiring those filthy cats and rabbits is the cheapest way to do things! Yeah, their work ethic might not be the best, but the wages they ask for. By the Gods, only 40 Lin an hour? What are they, insane? Still, not like Aurellius or his father would pick anything else.

Description:
Aurellius is a rather handsome young man. With blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tall stature with broad shoulders, he would make a father proud just to look at him. Of course, not to mention his attire. Suits. Always suits. If you choose not to wear a suit, you're not worth the effort. A good tie and a good suit make any appearance just that much better. Don't expect to see Aurellius wearing much other than a suit, even in combat. Armor, even though the golds and reds might look nice, are just too bulky for Aurellius' already weighed down load. Other than that, Aurellius is best known for his wicked grin.


Personality:
Aurellius' personality is a bit skewed. He never really got much contact with other kids growing up, seeing as he had a private teacher ready for him when he was just a wee lad. Still, that doesn't mean he's a messed up loner. Aurellius is, well... slick. Businessmen have this chivalrous and charismatic sense of personality about them. Still, Aurellius is ruthless, and isn't afraid to leave behind anyone slowing the group down. He isn't fond of Faunus either. They're just sub-human weirdos, with god damn rabbit ears and cat tails. Its weird, and most don't look good in suits. Still, Aurellius is a little... compassionate of his friends, if you're lucky enough to survive long enough to become one. You're either a friend or just another person. That, or you're family. Family really isn't different from friends.

History:
Around the time of Aurellius' birth, the company Bellum Manufacturer Co. had been developed. Naturally, with those god damn Grimm on the rise, you couldn't say no to an offer like that. And thus, the weapons company had been born, and quickly began pumping out equipment and armor and weapons for anyone who was a fighter. Of course, Bellum doesn't really have much of a focus, more or less just pumping out the red and white simple weaponry that most people wanted. However, the R&D segment of the company was having a field day, making many weapons, such as Ascalon itself!

Aurellius, being the son of the head of the company, was raised from privilege at birth. Anything he could have needed was provided to him. A private teacher, hundreds of fancy toys to play with. Really the only thing he didn't get was a childhood. Not like that's a bad thing or anything. Aurellius would later thank his father for making him the adult he was. Instead of going out for high-school dances, Aurellius went to balls and parties. Politicians and Princes were his only contact with people for the most part. He was taught to think those under him were worth less, and thus he doesn't have many moral parties with firing any slackers or fuck-ups.

Seeing as his father ran a huge company with hundreds of weapons, why not teach your son how to use them? More private tutors, of course, these ones taught Aurellius how to fight. Until Ascalon had been created, Aurellius trained in a vast assortment of easily available weapons. Combat-scythes, gunknives, hammer-grenade launchers, spear-rifles. The whole lot of them. Hell, even a few massive cannons. You don't know heavy until you lug one of those around.

After Ascalon had finally been developed, his father had finally thought to enroll Aurellius into Beacon Academy.

Other:
Carrot-cake is the best flavor of cake.

Interesting, andother heavy gunner. accepted.

I am HEHVY WEPPINS GOI.

So, ah. Now what?

I need to see how many layers are still left, who is partnered with who, and remake the teams.

You mean like an onion?

Another tracking ability?

My gosh, this is sorta getting repetitive. XD

Hey, mine is a little original at least. Now the enemy will be double-tracked! They'll never get away!

I also couldn't think of anything else.

If Irish didn't drop, we would have FIVE people with tracking semblance. God damn. Search and destroy.

THOSE COMMIE BASTARDS WON'T BE GETTING AWAY FROM US.

ERode said
Another tracking ability?My gosh, this is sorta getting repetitive. XD

WHOOOO
wait what a tracking ability what
pls stahp

Lucius Cypher said
Accepted, but just know that this RP is very serious and dark and stuff. Like seriously. So bleak. It makes animals run in fear and babies cry just being near. Also I'll greatly enjoy throwing whatever sort of abuse and suffering I can at you simply for my own amusement.

I know.
He'll be crying like more than ten times throughout this RP.

LowKey123 said
He'll be crying like more than ten times throughout this RP.

Aurellius will be sure to slap him upside the head if he gets too whiny. You know. As friends.