Name: Sand Vespa
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Race: Human
Color: Sandy white.
Emblem: An all-black, minimalist rendition of a hornet.
Appearance: Sand stands at 5’9’’, her athletic frame devoid of excess fat and maintained through regular exercise and training. Her skin has a dark, bronze hue, contrasting heavily with her sandy white, dyed hair. She typically wears her hair pulled back into a small, messy pony tail, but when letting it down, Sand often parts it at the center, letting the wavy, neck length locks frame the sides of her face. Her narrow, coffee colored eyes give her a permanently tired, displeased expression.

Most of her clothing consists of dark hues, whites and yellows. When in huntress duties, she will usually wear a white, open collared vest over a dark, short sleeved shirt, along with a pair of dark blue tactical pants fastened by a thick leather belt and black combat boots. Her vest has a completely black, minimalist rendition of a hornet drawn on its back.

Personality: Calm and deliberate, Sand is a very logical minded person. Despite being brought up by caretakers with very clear definitions for what is morally right or wrong, it is very difficult to elicit a strong emotional response in her. Though this might be due to her largely introspective manner of thinking rather than a lack of emotion, it tends to lend her an aloof, cynical air, as though unconcerned by what happens around her. Shunning crowds in favor of small groups or her own company, most people quickly classify Sand as a classical introvert.

Some people find her sense of humor to be odd, relishing irony and absurdity. While she herself tends to be very level-headed, she has a tendency for seeking out the clown of a group, and has been known to encourage other’s strange behavior if she finds it amusing.

She is very confident in her strength and agility, and is proud of her abilities in close combat, enjoying sparring and physical training over academic work. She also has an interest in vehicles, and occasionally takes off and drives aimlessly to pass the time.

Weapon:
Orc Fists: Sand’s main weapon consists of a heavy pair of black-coated, plated gauntlets that cover her arms up to the elbow. They are designed to protect her arms and lend extra weight to her blows.

A box like object is attached to the top of the forearm, reaching from the wrist to a bit below the elbow, with two slits facing forward in the same direction as her fist. Sharp, half-foot long blades can be shot out as projectiles from these openings, or brought out to act as claws. Sand prefers using the blades for ranged attacks, as she is more proficient at fist fighting, but she occasionally uses the claws as sword-breakers when fighting human opponents in order to surprise and disarm them.

Along with a supply of blades, these boxes hold space for electric dust canisters, cables and winches which can be attached to the blades before firing. This allows for extended range of movements in some environments, and allows her to shock unsuspecting enemies, both literally and figuratively.

When not in use, the gauntlets retract and fold over the boxes, forming case-like objects that can be attached to her belt at the hips.

Semblance: Sand has the ability to generate attractive or repelling forces between a part of her body and another object in very close proximity. This allows her to climb sheer surfaces, stick to ceilings, and add force and range to her strikes. It can also be used to get an iron grip on someone or something, or, if she so wishes, to hover a few inches off the ground, though she lacks a method of propulsion once she does this. The ability can be used on her whole body as a barrier, but the energy and focus spent on this is rather pointless considering a Hunter’s aura passively protects them as it is.

When this semblance is active, her aura manifests as pale yellow particles floating around the affected objects. The quantity and movement speed of these particles depends on the energy put into the semblance. A sudden, powerful force may appear as a flash of sparks.

Specialty: Due to the nature of her weapons and semblance, Sand is primarily a close-range fighter, needing to be within arm’s length from her foe to pose a credible threat. While this is slightly offset by the ability to use her gauntlet’s claws as projectiles, the blades are not particularly accurate at long distances and are unlikely to serve as more than a distraction to all but the lowliest of Grimm. As such, she suffers when facing enemies specializing in long range fighting and maintaining a certain distance between themselves and their foes.

Her technique is mostly focused on fist fighting, though she has been known to work kicks and grapples into her scuffles, particularly when making full use of her semblance. While she is perfectly capable of fighting proficiently without using her power, and at times chooses to do so when pacing oneself is important, her semblance opens up certain options, and lends considerable strength to her moves. In training, she was infamous for incapacitating sparring partners by hugging them.

Outside of fighting, her semblance and equipment allows her to traverse normally inaccessible terrain, allowing her to fit into the role of a scout or infiltrator.

Name: Bridget Belle
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance:

Weapon:
Kusarigama - "Rakurai" (Thunderbolt) Weighted end of the chain is also a generator allowing for massive electrical charges to be sent down the chain. The Handle also has the ability to retract and expand the chain at high speed, allowing it to be used as a grappling hook for rapid travel.
Semblance: "Situational Awareness" Bridget can spend a moment in focus and gain a near omniscient awareness of her surroundings and all creatures and people nearby regardless of whether or not she can physically see them, however the range is limited to roughly 100 yards
Color: Electric Blue

Name: Lilac Drakon

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Weapon: Lilac has Dust tattooed on both her wrists, burn on the left and freeze on the right, and has extensive firsthand knowledge on the applications of Dust. She can use it to augment her punches, create simple weapons, or attack at mid range. She can also use any dust she has with similar results, but she has the most experience with burn and freeze.

Specialty: Brawler. Lilac prefers to do all her fighting with just her own limbs, and has a massive amount of aura to help her take and deal blows.

Semblance: Momentum. The longer Lilac is in a heightened state of stress (during fights primarily), the better a fighter she becomes. Her strength, speed and reaction time all increase as long as her adrenaline is pumping.

Personality: Lilac is typically a kind and thoughtful person, going out of her way to help others. That isn't to say she's a pushover, as she'll be quick to stand up for herself if she feels she's being taken advantage of, and cannot tolerate bullies. She's even gotten in trouble a few times for violently putting an end to such behavior, especially in her first year.

When she's fighting, she always chooses to take the brunt of the enemy attack, which is part of what she based her fighting style on, and she always follows her leader's orders to the letter. Barring orders to the contrary, she'll always fight the strongest opponent first, preferably one on one, and will never give up until she's victorious.

The only exception to her normal kindness an the extreme side effect of her Semblance. In certain situations, her anger can mix with the battle rush of Momentum and cause her to lose control, attacking everything in her path to get to her target. In this bestial form, she refuses to listen to anybody until her chosen target is either defeated or too far for her to see.

Color: Lilac Purple

Emblem: Lilac's emblem is a fist wrapped in flame.

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Name: Guan Yue (Surname/Given Name)

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Race: Human. The pointed ears is an odd genetic quirk everyone in her family has.

Weapon:

An ancient weapon from the time were humanity first begun fighting the Grimm. An heirloom of Yue's family passed down to generations until finally it became her weapon as a Hunter. The Moonlight Greatsword was made of an ancient Dust Crystal, light weight yet sturdy, allowing such a massive blade to weigh only around ten pounds. When it comes into contact with Dust or effects caused by Dust, the sword can absorb the energies into the blade and take on their properties for a short duration. When empowered like this Yue is capable of firing blade beams based off the dust infused into the blade, though this eats up the duration of the power up. The Moonlight Greatsword is capable of absorbing multiple sources of dust and using them all at once or separately, depending on what Yue needs at the time. Yue calls these attacks "Moonbeams".

Specialty: Yue's fighting style uses agility and awareness, combined with a solid defense and her big sword, to protect her allies and keep the enemies attention. Despite her massive weapon Yue is not a sluggish opponent and can swing her weapon with surprising grace and dexterity. And despite her speed Yue isn't a squishy target either, relying on both her agility and durability to become an annoyingly tenacious opponent. She keeps and eye out not only for her enemies weak spots but also on her allies so she can come to their aid or help coordinate attacks with them, or at least get out of the way of their attacks. Yue's most useful role in battle is protecting others, so she often fights defensively, but also makes sure her opponents cannot harm her allies by whatever means necessary.

In addition to her huntress training, Yue has been extensively trained as a maid since she was young. She's been made to master the three core skills of a schnee maid: Cooking, cleaning, and operating machinery. She has a wide range of cooking knowledge and skills, and can often identify foods and their ingredients by taste. She has a solution to deal with every grease, stain, and dirt to any of her master's possessions or person. And lastly, as the Schnee company relies heavily on their marvelous technology, Yue has been trained to be able to operate most of their factory vehicles, as well as drive cars and motor transportation at their convenience. This not only includes cars and motorcycles, but also airships and watercraft as well. Yue has even practiced using mech suits.

Semblance: Yue's semblance is called Healing Hands, which allows her to expand her Aura to heal her allies when she touches them. Not only does her healing undo their wounds, but they also restore stamina and even a bit of aura. Yue can also use her Healing hands on herself, slowly regenerating her Aura and healing herself over time. It's not as effective as it would be on others, but it doesn't drain Yue of her Aura.

Generally she needs to be touching them for the healing to work, however she has learned of another way she could use her powers to heal others: she can channel her semblance into food so that they also have a bit of her healing properties. The more energy she puts into it, the more restorative the food can be. While the meals can be as simple as water in a bottle that Yue had touched, actual food not only keeps and taste better but also channel her semblance more effectively, allowing more complicated dishes to be more restorative.

Personality: Yue lives to serve and she will always side with her master, right or wrong. Though submissive and generally a follower, she hides a steely determination under her silken expression. That being said she does tend to differ and priorities her master and/or friends over her own feelings, even if it might harm herself or them. Aside from that quirk, Yue is much what you'd expect a perfect maid to be: she takes care of others, makes sure they're healthy, provides a listening ear, and helps however she can. Most of these things she does genuinely enjoy doing, as she was raised on the idea that being useful was the greatest joy one can achieve. The only thing Yue dislikes is everything that displeases her master. Otherwise Yue can be kind and accepting of others, though not so naively so that she won't be ready when they try to take advantage of her kindness.

While Yue has been taught to always keep a clear mind, she can have a bit of a wild imagination. Yue believes in magic, myths, fairy tales, and stories, despite proof to the contrary. She often keeps this part of her a secret due to her own father's constant disapproval of her "immature delusions", but she can be rather defensive of her imagination. In truth, her imagination was what helped her the most during dark times; it gave her the belief that there could be more to her life than what is the cold harsh reality everyone tells her. Weather it's a potential threat from a mundane source, or hope in a bleak situation, Yue would like to have the imagination that it's possible, even when there's evidence against it. While Yue has never actually acted on these thoughts, it comforted her to know that it could be possible, so she carries on in hopes of one day seeing a chance to change things for the better.

Color: Moon White

Emblem: Yue uses her family emblem, the Darkmoon. It can be best described as a sword placed over a circular moon. The moon symbolizes the nature of Yue's family's origins, who are said to have been born under the moon, while the blade represents their service, being the swords of their masters.

Appearance:


Yue prefers to wear her maid uniform even in casual situations, partly because it's the only clothes she has, but mostly because it makes her uncomfortable without it. She does have different types of maid uniforms however, and she's fine with wearing any of these. She also has a small buttom of the Darkmoon which she usually puts on her collar.

Name: Charon Mauveine

Age: 20

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Weapon: Double-Barreled Sniper Great sword & An Atlas Issued Knight's Defender Sword – Dubbing the pair of swords: “Love And War." At a glance, it appears as a large over-and-under barreled sniper rifle. However, the butt of the rifle is in fact where the blades for the sword function are, folding out toward the front to envelop the whole rifle, which the gun handle is pulled back to straighten out into a sword grip. The scope is a NV/FLIR x10 variable scope, with a red dot sight on top for close range encounters. Ammunition is loaded in 10-round magazines into the bottom of the rifle, underneath the receiver and are loaded with the left magazine loading the bottom, while the right magazine goes over the bottom barrel to load the top barrel. A harness with a sheath is worn on the back to holster the weapon. He also wears a shoulder guard on his right shoulder to rest the greatsword on while on the move in combat. Total weight is about 20kg. The harness includes a bandolier for color-coded magazines holding specific dust rounds. Purple being plasma, Yellow being electricity, Blue being ice, Red being fire (Or Incendiary as Charon calls them) Orange being explosive, Black being standard slugs, and White for flash smoke. The gun color itself is primarily a pale gray, but with purple as the secondary color. The other sword is an older Atlas military issued Defender Sword, used around the time of the Great War by his Father's Father. It was given to him by his Grandfather when he was old enough to volunteer when Charon lived in Atlas. It is a simple broadsword and scabbard that he wears at his right hip, and wields it with his left hand.

Specialty: Overwatch Sniper – His hypersensitive aura made him a gifted sniper in his own right, able to know where the enemy will be through the eyes of his ally’s auras, making him almost know when to pull the trigger to blast a Grimm away. He tends to stick away from his allies, finding a nice high spot where he can see everything and can cover his allies while also being able to reposition when the need arises. His greatsword function is mainly used when he encounters Grimm in close quarters but often it is seldom used. His physical strength is average at best, enough to haul a 20kg gun-sword and hoist himself up the side of buildings and cliff sides via a grapple hook, but nothing too special. Still, there have been instances where he has underestimated his own strength. Due to his isolation as a sniper, he has excellent survival skills, including signaling for help and first aid.

Semblance: Hypersensitive - His aura is sensitive to others in such a way that he can sense if someone needs help in any form or fashion. In other words, he can “see” through other’s aura. In combat, his ally’s presence heightens his senses and situational awareness to a peak in intense fights. He can also sense Grimm, but it is difficult to do so at times, and requires him to be calm and collected to detect them.

Personality: Absent-Minded but with a big heart. His aura and semblance make him easily distracted, and thus has a sort of care-free attitude, but at times a little too literal, making jokes and sarcasm go way over his head. Consequently, he tends to avoid large groups of hunters or huntresses, as the many number of auras tend to give him quite a headache. Still, he is a nice person who always tries to keep a positive outlook on things, and enjoys talking with friends about their problems. His short attention span has led him to have a hard time in previous schools, having to be held back due to poor grades has led him to be above the average age of others. He has decided to become a hunter to not only help protect people from marauding Grimm, but to prove to his family that he can succeed at something worthwhile all on his own. In combat, his demeanor changes drastically, becoming quite serious in keeping everyone alive and well. He has a no-nonsense attitude in this state, and at times can be difficult to get his attention when he is hell bent on protecting his friends. He is against killing people or Faunus, due to an incident with an outlaw in his brief military career as a member of his town's watch. He also enjoys eating, and will happily eat anything that is presented to him, with the right state of mind of course. For that, he isn’t a half bad of a cook himself, and usually makes something that just hits the spot. He also has quite a soft spot for nature, enjoying the outdoors and all that inhabit it – other than Grimm of course – and enjoys listening to songbirds the most.

Color: Purple

Emblem: Crosshairs in Shield

Appearance: At a height of 6”1’ he is above average, but not towering over everyone, but enough to make shorter people envious of his superior reach. His attire consists of a gray shirt under a purple-white plaid shirt with some old jeans and an old baseball styled hat. His leather harness, shoulder pad, some kneepads and elbow pads complete the whole look. He wears two purple gauntlets on either arm, that both have different functions: the right is his grappling hook, allowing him to rapidly reposition, while his left controls his micro scout drone built into the bottom of the gauntlet, which serves for additional recon. The drone is like a large oval shaped stone, that when deployed, opens up into a sort of glider plane that is thrown like a paper plane to begin flight. His eye color is amber. His hair is a dark grey and is usually unkempt and a little on the wild side at short-medium length. He occasionally grows a light beard before shaving it off. He is in decent shape: not too buffed out, not too lanky.

An Interview with Ferris

Question 1
What is your favorite food?
“Ambrosia, Necter of the gods, Liquid Nirvana, otherwise known by commoners as Coffee. Yes. It is food. It is also all I need to live.”

Question 2
What is your favorite color?
“Red! The blood of my enemies! *cough* Er...Green, I suppose.”

Question 3
Do you have anything you enjoy watching the most on TV?
“I'd much rather read a good book, but if I had to choose...I'd watch crime shows.”

“...what? They are entertaining, and educational.”

Question 4
What scares you easily?
“Nothing.”

["Lier."]

"Hush up, you."

["Honest Answers only."]

"Bees, stinging insects. I hate 'em."

["Now was that so hard?"]

"About as hard as the wall I'm about to introduce your face to."

Question 5
Any specialties aside from the ol’-fashioned fighting?
“I consider myself a man of many talents. I can cook, draw, write poetry, play music, act, build, metalwork, program, or engineer. Anything you need done.”

“...although whether I can do these thing well or not is up for debate.”

Question 6
Who do you consider closest with you as of now?
“...uh...er...” *mumbles incoherently* _{“a...s-sister...”}”

Question 7
Who would you like to get closer to in your team?
*woodenly*“Of course I would like to get closer to all my teammates. It is my duty as their leader.”

*Interviewer gives Ferris a skeptical look*

*Ferris returns with a mind-your-own-damn-business look*

Question 8
Who would you like to get closer to outside your team the most?

*Ferris shrugs*

["Come on, you have to give us more then that. We have our ratings to think of."]

“Bah, fine. I did see this cute little red-haired lass on the campus once. Happy?”

["Who are you, Charlie Brown?"]

["Who?"]

["Nevermind."]

Question 9
Any nicknames from your childhood?

“Oh yeah. Oh hell yeah. My half-brother has this annoying tendency to come up with a nickname for everyone, most of the time, more then one. Old Iron, Bubbles, Bookmark, Bookworm, A.S.W. (long story, don't ask), and his personal favorite: Weiser. It means "wise" but maybe it could be closer to "wise one", and he usually called me that after I did something stupid, or mouthed off.”

“...I wish he was here right now so I could punch him.”

Question 10
Do you have a crush on anyone?!
“Well, when I was young, there was this little red haired las-”

["Next!"]

Question 11
Do you have any secrets you can share to those you won't tell for a long time?
“I...never...”
“Bah, why the hell am I even talking to you?”

["Please. Sometimes sharing painful, embarrassing, or scary secrets can help."]

["What are you, a psychiatrist as well as a reporter?"]

["..."]



["What?"]

"I said I still have nightmares about the day my parents died. It was in an aircraft crash. That is how I ended up with my, ah, spare parts."

*waves Gauntlet*

Question 12
Is there anyone you wish to see right now?
“Yes. You gone.”

“Give me that!”

["Hey. Hey! Wai-"]
*crash* *crunch*

-Thats All Folks!-

Vega main fighting role in VGNB is a close-quarters berserker by using her high attack output and agility. She utilizes her Partisan in combined mode or dual wielded mode to cut swaths through enemies. In conjunction with Crescere miei Viticci tendril melee capabilities, she can go ballistic on large groups of enemies like Gratia. She is trained in wielding polearms, axes and tonfas. Yet out of all her team members, she has the weakest defense out of all. She needs to take advantage of her high speed, high attack output and her semblance offensive based capabilities to protect her. The fact that her semblance provides no defensive capabilities makes means she must rely on others to protect her and watch her back.

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Name: Lloyd Gold A.K.A Midas
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Weapon: The Midas Touch: The Midas touch is a set of two revolvers made out of a steel/platinum alloy. It fires gold bullets which can be used to channel Lloyd's Semblance. The guns can be quickly reloaded due to the bullets being held in a drum magazine and it's maximum fire speed is limited only by how fast the user can pull back the hammer. On the barrels of the guns are two blades, the barrels also extend along with the blades for close range combat. The blades have plasma edges which can quickly be heated up by his Semblance.
Specialty: Gunslinger
Semblance: Heat Generation and Transference: Lloyd can generate heat within his body and transfer it to various objects. This can be applied in a myriad of ways, from heating up his bullets as he fires them to starting fires for camping by heating up the wood. This also makes him invulnerable to fire as his Semblance would just let him store the heat to be used in whatever he wants.
Personality: Lloyd has been raised to be the best and believes himself to be superior to everyone he comes across. However instead of a snooty arrogance that you would see in other rich children, Lloyd is much more laid back. He rarely sees anything wrong in anything he does, has a massive ego, and refuses to accept help from anyone he views as beneath him. On the rare occasions he does, he will typically justify it as laziness and claiming he could've done it himself. He's a very hyper person as well, rarely keeping his focus on one thing unless he absolutely has to, even then it's a struggle. This can manifest in conversations he finds boring, he'll just walk away in the middle of someone talking to him with little regard to what they were saying, or complex plans that require large wait times, where he'll absolutely need someone to make sure he doesn't go do his own thing. He's not one for thinking out big battle strategies either, preferring to act as the muscle when it comes to team dynamics. This isn't to say he's a bad person though, he genuinely wants to help people and hates to quit once he's taken on an actual task. Lloyd is also very friendly and grandiose, loving to make others laugh and smile in conversation. He loves to make friends, it's just that he "knows" he's better than all of them. He will show respect when he really feels respects due though. All of the showboating and grandstanding he does in the end though, is just to gain attention from a world he feels ignores him. He has a massive inferiority complex due to his parents status, because nobody ever sees him as anything but the "Midas Steel" kid. He also doesn't like when people bring up his height, it won't make him attack you or anything like that, but it's certainly annoying. He's not very good with dating either. Never been something that interested him.
Color: Gold
Emblem: It's a gold lien symbol with three lines through it instead of the usual two lines. The symbol definitely looks heated up and in the background is a silver crown.
Appearance: Lloyd is 5"2 and 112 pounds. He's fairly skinny because of his faster than average metabolism and has short, blonde, messy hair, tipped with red highlights. His eyes are a light orange and his teeth literally sparkle when he smiles. It weirds people out how the light just seems to perfectly catch on his teeth when he smiles, making them sparkle like he was a tv model. He's kinda pale, but it doesn't look like he's never been outside either. His typical non school outfit would be the most expensive clothing that is out at the moment or some jeans, a short sleeve shirt, and a dark orange jacket with hoodie.
Other: His family is one of the major producers and sellers of various metals used in making Hunter/Huntress weapons. They are to metal what the Schnees are to Dust.

Name: Teàrlag Cirsium

Age: 27

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Weapon:
Her primary piece of hunting equipment is called Lonnbeimnech Taranaich, which is split into a number of parts. The first is a six foot long lochaber axe (Lonnbeimnech) made from a dense and highly durable metallic substance. It possesses an incredibly low resistance, a physical property that is quite conducive (pun intended) towards the use of Teàrlag's semblance. Indeed, it serves as a lightning rod, providing a path of least resistance and absorbing electricity into its body, as well as the reverse (which provides her foes quite the shocking experience). With its high heat capacity and low coefficient of thermal expansion, the blade of the weapon can be superheated to over three thousand five hundred degrees celsius, enabling it to slice apart foes with greater ease. Said blade can also be launched as a rocket, trailing long, fine copper wires behind it as it flies into the distance. This essentially leaves the weapon as a staff until the head makes it return (as it contains its own propellant).

The second part of the Lonnbeimnech Taranaich, on the other hand, consists of two electrical amplifiers (Taranaich) bound to her wrists that can launch bolts of electricity at her foes, but when combined with the lochaber axe, form what can be best described as a electromagnetic slingshot. Utilising lightning dust and her semblance in tandem, she can propel anything placed within the sling at speeds far greater than what is provided by a standard slingshot. Her projectiles for this tend to vary, but she does possess a stock of tungsten rounds to be used specifically for such purposes.

Beyond her main weapon, however, Teàrlag also makes use of a set of ten sgian-dubh knives, which are safely sheathed and hung from garters near the top of her tights (with five knives on each leg), where they are hidden beneath the shadow of her pencil skirt. They serve as her backup tools, cooking utensils and et cetera, placed in a less obvious location in order to keep a sense of surprise. They are not particularly special, but have also been balanced so that she can throw them at enemies, usually with strings upon strings of copper wire (rolls of which she keeps pocketed) in order to further assist the usage of her semblance if necessary.

Specialty: Teàrlag is familiar with polearm usage, as befitting her main weapon, and thus tends to excel (when her lochaber axe isn't transformed) outside of close combat ranges. Her swings are reasonably powerful despite her average physical strength (for someone who uses aura), particularly thanks to her skilled and careful use of dust for her purposes, and rarely allows people to close in. Of course, that's not to say she's defenceless without the polearm; the presence of many knives indicates her ability to launch quick and surprising strikes from up close when necessary, even if usually she makes use of throwing them. Her aim is almost supernatural in that regard, and when coupled with her use of wires, her fighting style really boils down to controlling the battlefield and cutting off people's options. Wire techniques are well within her field of knowledge, after all.

Setting up a location where she can maximise her power use is her main goal. Even if changing things requires her to drop an artificially-induced lightning strike down from the heavens with a rocket.

Semblance:
Marchysgallen - despite her seeming lack of energy and general cynicism, Teàrlag's immense resolve and active desire (hidden underneath layers upon layers upon layers of grumpiness) to save others has translated into a semblance that essentially transforms her (pun very much intended) into a dynamo, a walking producer of electrical energy that can be utilised in a number of different ways. When active, she is constantly converting her aura into electricity stored within her body, which she can expel from her body. Although her fine control over her lightning (which takes upon a purple colour) was lacking in her youth, she has trained herself over the years to better make use of it, whether that use be through the redirection of the current or manipulation of its shape. However, she still generally prefers to, with only one exception, essentially point and shoot off electricity that ends up dissipating after a short range due to the resistance of the air. It's a lot less of a struggle for her, which is why she also tends to rely on the assistance of her weapons to best make use of her powers. When she's dealing with her mundane, day-to-day life, however, she doesn't need them; charging her phone or game consoles simply by touching them is incredibly useful, after all.

Her ability to channel electricity usually occurs in tandem with conductors due to her fighting style, but there is one technique she has refined that serves as the one exception. With great concentration, she can envelop her entire body in a field of electrons, repelling outwards as a burst or wave of electricity that is both offensive and defensively orientated. Her most common use of this ability however, is to simply cover herself in lightning and run into people, which can essentially be considered an electrifying tackle. When she was younger, she focused a lot more on maintaining the amplitude and voltage of the electricity in order to keep the field active, but it's become increasingly instinctive, and her electrical fields tend to be a lot more stable nowadays.

When not active, her semblance can still be noticeable, thanks to the smell of ozone that permeates the air around her, and the infrequent sparks of electricity that leap off her skin.

Personality: A cynic down to her very bones (or so she thinks), Teàrlag Cirsium is not a woman with an overly favourable view of the world. To her, life is harsh, uncaring and utterly meaningless, an endless cycle of drudgery that seeks to wear away at one's self until death finally comes. It's a rather dreary and morbid opinion, but all that she's seen over the years, whether it be racial tensions between humans and Faunus, the constant fight for survival against the hordes of monstrous Grimm, and the knowledge that each day people you've met will find themselves at risk of dying, only seem to reinforce her beliefs. Society doesn't do much to dispute them either, with its utter lack of mercy towards its own citizens, the vapidity of the cliques and ingroups that only serve to exclude others, and the innate selfishness of every person (including herself). Once, there was only antipathy for the world in her, but all that's left now in the face of Remnant's injustices is tired resignation. She sees the world in a pessimistic light and knows she cannot change it. Yet she doesn't really hate it for that anymore; the world is the world, and all she can do is live from day to day until her role in the endless cycle ends. Her constant state of sour grumpiness and blunt honesty is emblematic of those feelings, but she does give bright outlooks a try. That's what her students need, and it's her job to provide that for them.

Deep down however, she still possesses an incredible resolve, and the courage to fight for those in need of being defended. She hates to see people cry, and will do anything to wipe those tears away, even if it's at great cost to herself. Her self-worth is rather lacking, especially in regards to her own confidence in each and every one of her actions. Underneath that grumpy, cynical exterior lies someone with self-doubts and flaws and precious people, even if she doesn't really like to admit it half of the time. She can't accept praise or gratitude that easily, and is frequently flustered by any acknowledgement of her deeds. She doesn't believe she's that much help. She doesn't really believe she can. But she's a teacher now, so she has to do her best to give them the advice they need no matter how much she doubts herself. Maybe it could turn out to be good advice, but she doesn't know. She just wants to help a little.

Sometimes she looks at her students and sees in them her past, and she wants to help them grow beyond that.

She's always been characterised as a rather lazy, unmotivated person, somebody who had put minimal effort into graduating from Shade Academy as just another average student. It would be strange to note then that she had been the leader of her team, as well as having pursued her current career in education. The fact of the matter is that she cares for people, has strong tactical sensibilities, and from time to time can muster up something surprisingly inspirational. Her words can be rough at times, but she has a grasp on how others react, even if she herself isn't that fond of forming deep bonds. Being a teacher is something that has taken advantage of her caring nature; it's a duty she throws her entire being into, for she wants to make sure that the kids come out alright. Otherwise, she much prefers to take things easy and avoid the struggle (although her career really hasn't given her the opportunity to do so as much, because she needs to be there for every single one of her students). Teàrlag is also a gigantic nerd, and one would be surprised to note that she possesses an incredible singing voice honed from an almost fanatical devotion to karaoke. She also likes deep-fried foodstuffs.

Teàrlag Cirsium is a complicated woman with a complicated sense of self.

She might seem like she's just another cynic, but there's more to her than that.

Color: Thistle Purple

Emblem: Although she's grown to dislike the theme exuded by her decade-old hoodie in her adulthood, it isn't unfair to say that the rabbit-like head imprinted on that piece of clothing has come to serve as her 'emblem' (much to her consternation). Pinkish-purple and white in colour, the bunny head is a simple piece of artwork, with two elongated ears and a circular face. Beyond that, there is little other detail, with only a single, circular white dot for a right eye, and two concentric white rings for its left, as well as what appears to be end of a microphone along its left cheek in white.

Appearance:


A pale-skinned woman whose features clearly paint her as a native to the metropolitan city-state of Vale, Teàrlag is almost delicate in her appearance, false advertisement for those who know of her personality and true self. Indeed, with her height of a metre sixty, shorter than most women of her age, as well as her soft and gentle looks, she could almost be considered a cute and waifish young girl, but the cynical and dead gaze that sometimes manifests in her otherwise beautiful purple eyes tell a different story, as does her ID (despite claims to the contrary, she really is 27 years old - Aura's effects on aging are quite fascinating to behold). The violet-haired, twin-tailed woman is definitely pretty, but such a description does not apply to her soul, which remains a deep pit of cynicism and quiet self-loathing, the darkness contrasting greatly with her appearance.

Name: Andrew Felicia

Age: 45

Gender: Male

Race: Faunus (Osprey)

Weapon: He wields a solid black katana, it doesn’t do anything fancy, it’s exactly as it appears. He also carries a sleek looking shotgun, a bit more complex than his katana, it can be loaded with dust and normal ammunition and it packs a punch.

Specialty: He’s a jack of all trades quite frankly, though he’d make a lousy tank. He can be a close range fighter just as easily as be a ranged sharpshooter.

Semblance: His semblance is one that runs in the Felicia family. Like his daughter Emerald, he can control and command the wind in a variety of ways. However, he has far more control and range of abilities than his daughter, to the extend that he can make himself as light as air itself and fly freely in the sky.

Personality: Andrew is a fun loving, carefree soul. He has a generally positive attitude towards life, and people find him easy to get long with. He never picks fights, though he can certainly end them. When it comes to protecting those he loves however, there is a fierceness to him that you do not want to be on the receiving end of. He will come to the aid of anyone who needs it, even complete strangers.

Color: Scarlet

Emblem: The eye of a hawk painted red.

Appearance: He’s a tall, muscular man, in great shape for his age. His hair is an excellent shade of red, mixed with feathers that give away his faunus heritage. His red hair makes his blue eyes stand out, but not in a bad way. His clothing is never anything particularly fancy or flashy, just well worn huntsman gear and armor that are good for traveling in.

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Name: Ivy Felicia

Age: 43

Gender: Female

Race: Faunus (Cat)

Personality: She is overwhelming nice and sweet, very soft spoken. In fact it would be easy to argue that it’s impossible for her to raise her voice, no one has ever heard her yell. At best she might scold you lightly and then give you a cookie she baked, or perhaps put a bandage on your booboo and give you a glass of water. The possibilities are endless.

Appearance: Ivy looks a lot like an older, much more mature Emerald. She has the distinctive traits of a faunus, black cat ears and a tail, along with matching black hair that’s long and straight. Her eyes are a big and expressive green, they can make you feel calm and at home if you let them. Ivy almost always wears a dress of some kind, typically green in color. Like mother like daughter.

Subject: Jericho Dylan Piper ["The Young Devil"]
Nationality: Atlesian [Maternal Vacuan heritage]
Age: 17
Color: Ghost Pepper
Emblem: Two golden stripes over a field of red, a handgun firing within each stripe

Record:
*Bastion Academy - Full seven-year regimen, with Honors
-Bastion Gauntlet Qualifying Time, Year 1: 43:55 [Golden Stripe unit criteria met]
-Bastion Gauntlet Time, Year 3: 39:28 [Youngest Sub-40 Club member in course history]
-Bastion Gauntlet Time, Year 5: 40:02
-Bastion Gauntlet Graduating Time, Year 7: 36:41 [First two-time Sub-40 Club member in course history]
*Atlas Academy
-ASP 0317 [SSP / Class UTA]
-Expert Marksman Certification [RIFLE, PISTOL, SUBMACHINE GUN, FIELD ARTILLERY, ROCKET LAUNCHER, GRENADE]
-[TRANSFER REQUEST TO ATLESIAN ORDER OF THE GOLDEN STRIPE - LTG J. IRONWOOD]
*Atlas Academy - TEAM JYUS
-UNIT NEVER FORMED; DISSOLVED AT LEADER'S REQUEST
*Atlas Academy - Team HJNS
-Team munitions expert; team infiltrator; vehicular infiltration/exfiltration expert [OFFICE OF BUDGET ANALYSIS NOTE: VEHICULAR DAMAGE PAYMENTS DEFERRED ON REQUEST OF FACULTY]
-[TRANSFER REQUEST TO BEACON ACADEMY - COL T. PIPER]
*Beacon Academy - TEAM FJAC
-XXXXXXXXXX

Psychological Evaluation [EVAL COMPILED BY LTJG N. POLENDINA]:
-Charismatic, natural leadership tendencies; tends to deflect leadership mantle onto others [SEE FILE GAULT, H.]
-Incredibly strong-willed, highly loyal; reasons for avoiding further commitment to military or accepance of higher responsibility generally involve remaining with team
-Detail-oriented, dynamic thinker; approaches situations in and out of field from several different areas, encourages preparation amongst teammates; approach even extends to self-image - "When I'm out there, I feel like a weapon in the hands of someone I trust. I'm okay with that feeling."
-Capable of projecting charm, but social skills outside of field seem oddly lacking. Potential personality disorder
-Seems to lack strong emotion when confronted with death or killing; borderline, if not outright, unrepentant sociopath
-Self-worth and self-image issues abound
-Seems incapable of imagining a civilian life

Physical Evaluation:
-6'1 / 1.82 metres
-150 lbs. / 68.04 kgs.
-Tri-sport athlete: football, baseball, cross country running
- 5th year East Atlesian car ring bust implies skill at illegal street racing [SEE FILE BRIGHT, N.]. PURSUE DO NOT PURSUE
-Apparently-empathetic hair; referred to, unhelpfully, simply as "[his] rune"
-"Chameleon" Semblance - capable of shifting face, hair, eye color, skin tone and voice to uncannily resemble another human. Subject's general height and weight remain the same, somewhat limiting infiltration capabilities in some circumstances. Subject so far seems incapable of creating illusion of Faunus traits.

Physical Augmentation:
-PROJECT XXXXXXXXXX ["SEAL JUDGMENT"]: Artifically-enhanced gauntlet amplifying capabilities of left arm through XXXXXXXXXX. Capable of XXXXXXXXXX [subject claims unit capability of up to 650 lbs. sustained, XXXXXXXXXX lbs. momentarily]. True capabilities sealed off from unit due to XXXXXXXXXX Incident [SEE FILE XXXXXXXXXX - "GRADUATION DAY"]. Unclear if subject could survive another incident such as observed by XXXXXXXXXX and XXXXXXXXXX - especially without team on-hand to pacify. Unit now locked down from full potential with code word of subject's choice. Notification of activation sent to handlers in Atlas within XXXXXXXXXX seconds. Response protocol to activation TBD.

Other Tools:
-Igneous Burn Hypermotard GOLD [Piper Custom] - Fully-modded motorcycle, holsters for subject's firearms standard. AAA Road Service included..
-2 Manticore Anti-Freak Heavy Pistols - Capable of stumbling Grimm up to Fiend-class with one shot; capabilities against Riesen-class and up unknown. Specifically designed to counter the effects of healing Semblance or targets and prolong wounds on such opponents. Capable of combining into rifle variant of weapon, with semi-automatic or fully-automatic fire modes.

Other Notes:
-Subject's unique blend of personality issues and skills make him our strongest contender to date for XXXXXXXXXX
-DEFER INVOLVEMENT. [Nicole - We have to use him for B.E.K.A.H. It'll be fucking amazing. XOXO - Speer]

Oz,

Try to give him back at the end of the year in one piece. We'd like to keep one eye on him. But feel free to have some fun with this one.

-James

Name: Skye (she claims to have no last name, that she lost it. She also referred to herself initially as "Byakko" but now denies this)

Age: 19 (she thinks, but admits losing track of time at one point)

Gender: Female (definitely female, but fully armored and masked and possessing an raspy, damaged voice... there can be some confusion)

Race: Faunus (Vulpes Vulpes) (red fox, with no explanation given for having no red in fur or hair)

Weapon: Dust saturated body resulting in massive increase of all physical abilities as long as her aura can fuel the Dust. (Normally athletic and strong without aura. Currently she is malnourished and without her aura to power her Dust and strengthen her body... weak as paper)

Black tattoos in a tribal pattern cover the majority of her body including her scalp. Ink was infused with a high concentration of almost all types of Dust. Tattoos provide raw energy of no one useful element as a result of the chaotic mix.

Small crystals sewn under the skin. The initial process, like the tattoos, was quite painful as no anesthetic was available. Furthermore the tiny crystals were crude and sharp. While scar tissue usually keeps them in place powerful impacts can shift them causing painful internal cuts. The four primary types of Dust crystals were embedded in this way.

The four major types of crystals are arranged in clusters throughout her body. This allows her to surround herself in the associated element but only one at a time.

Dust infusion. Lacking refined technology and methods one of the few options to increase her power was to consume Dust. It was necessary for her situation and to this day much of her internal system is still infused with Dust residue. But this came at a damaging and painful cost. At first consuming raw powdered Dust her throat and stomach quickly became abraided and, in time, permanently damaged. To this day simply talking and eating is mildly painful and repeated strikes to her abdomen cause severe pain and bleeding. Also consuming spicy food or more Dust is very I'll advised. This infusion is similar to and adds to the effect of her tattoos but to a lesser extent.

Optionally she could choose to consume more powdered Dust or a less potent diluted Dust mixture. This would give her a significant but temporary increase to her power as well as the associated element of whatever type was consumed. However, having already accumulated damage from doing this many times in the past... continuing the practice will begin to slowly kill her. It is also severely painful, more so these days than in times past. Essentially she has abandoned the practice as it is counterproductive to survival. She would need a damn good reason to do this again. The last worthwhile reason to do so died several weeks ago.

Specialty: Skye has no formal training. She has basic experience using many types of weapons but has been unable to rely on any one kind thus far. Instead she has been forced to rely on her own body, modified with copious amounts of Dust, to survive as well as protect others. When faced with Grimm her approach is to take them head on in an attempt to kill them as fast as possible using her bare hands. She would prefer to elude Grimm entirely but she is as concerned with protecting others as she is her own survival.

Her style is crude, fast, and brutal, especially to the eye of a trained fighter. But with the insane power granted by the Dust in her body she is effective. On an average day as long as her aura lasts she can tear lesser Grimm apart and put her fist through tough hide and weak armor.

Aside from coming across as an insane berserker (unlike a true berserker she is in full control of her mind and emotions) Skye is a natural born protector. Despite a very strong will to survive she will put herself in danger to defend others. In the conflict of choosing self preservation or letting someone die when she can save them, the heart of the savior will always prevail. Her body is very durable on top of the normal protection granted from her aura. She can take an absurd amount of punishment and pain and has done just that for many years now, further increasing that threshold. Fortunately her armored coat helps mitigate some of that external abuse.

Semblance: Divine Wind
Skye's Semblance can forcefully tear the essence of evil out of Grimm on contact. This can also be done to humans with evil in their hearts but is much more difficult and she can never fully purify a human. Divine Wind takes time to draw out darkness and a brief contact (1-3 sec) will only weaken most Grimm. Skye argues that she could just kill Grimm much faster than using this power but many disagree and insist she use this ability as much as possible.

With prolonged contact (6-11 sec) a Grimm may become very weak and even unable to attack, though it may still defend itself or flee.

If Skye can maintain contact on a single target for 11-18 seconds (unless the target is especially powerful) it will become 'purified'. What this means is Skye has removed all but the smallest amount of evil intent from a Grimm (and Grimm only) A true purification would instantly kill it. The purified Grimm will be compelled to assist Skye and her allies and will do so gladly. Generally this means fighting on the humans behalf but this is not the only assistance it can give. However, Grimm purified in this way slowly deteriorate until they eventually collapse, dead. A lesser Grimm will die slowly but a much stronger creature could die alarmingly fast.

Not even Skye knows where the darkness she takes goes and that terrifies her more than anything else. She would never even use Divine Wind if certain individuals at Beacon didnt insist the power be explored. For the benefit of humanity, of course. Personally Skye feels the risks are too great, but it has been implied that her enrollment at Beacon may depend on her taking those risks.

Notably purified beings become white, drained of all previous color. Skye refuses to talk about it but the connection seems obvious to those that know Skye's hair and fur are dyed.

Chopsticks?

Personality: Skye used to be a very positive, energetic, passionate, and fun loving individual. Whatever happened over the last few years has stripped much of who she was away. She has only recently arrived at Beacon, starved, ragged and almost literally dead on her feet. Upon initially meeting her one would assume Skye to be a depressed, strange, and clueless individual. They would not be wrong. Fresh loss and being cut off from society has left Skye a complete mess. By rights she should not be psychologically clear for training but she was insistent, very, very insistent.

Though she is clearly having trouble readjusting to civilized life she has a strong drive to readapt and makes a litte more progress each day. Her lack of knowledge of even some of the most basic things tends to set her back a lot. Still, some of her old personality traits are still there. Skye wants to reconnect with society and very badly wants to become a Huntress. When asked why exactly she is so set on this path, despite having very little to work with she responds simply: "For the ones that didn't make it. For the ones I couldn't protect." Needless to say this statement has a certain gravity to it that makes it clear she will do anything to achieve her goals.

Despite extensive practical experience evading and fighting Grimm she has no formal training. This is a source of great frustration for herself, her peers, and her teachers. Essentially her combat abilities are top notch but her head is practically empty, making her very difficult to place. Her approach to battle at first makes her seem like a mindless, bloodfrenzied berserker. In fact Skye is fully in control of herself if pumped full of adrenaline. She is of course afraid of Grimm and desperate to survive any encounter with one, but she keeps these feelings under control as well. And moreso than just surviving Skye is concerned with protecting others. She will go well out of her way for another and not just in combat.

Mistakenly confused for a killing machine Skye is curiously anything but. She literally cannot harm a person with pure intentions, not without great effort and burning away a solid chunk of her aura. Generally strikes against such people stop short or veer off target at the last moment. She refuses to explain why this is and she generally avoids explaining that she can never, under any circumstances kill a person with a pure heart; even if she is manipulated into such a position and thinks the person is evil. Alternatively if a person has impure intentions or is fully malicious and concealing the fact, Skye can still hurt or even kill them in extreme cases. Grimm are always fair game.

Another interesting fact is if a persons intentions shift strongly Skye's ability to harm them also adjusts accordingly. This bizarre complication/disability generally causes quite a bit of difficulty and frustration in daily life. Particularly, if someone wants a friendly duel and harbors no I'll intent she can hardly touch them during the fight. Instead she can usually only defend making her look a complete dunce when combat is her greatest strength.

Seemingly related to the above issues Skye does not ever directly harm good people emotionally, either. Instead she is compelled to help or defend such people should the need arise. On the other side of things Skye can act or speak however she pleases to a cruel or otherwise malicious person. She may even be compelled to actively go after such people. Because of all this Skye seems like a really great person dedicated to fairness and fighting the good fight, as if she hardly has a speck of impurity within her. Some perceptive individuals have to wonder, however. Every human heart harbors some darkness, and some of Skye's aforementioned behavior seems downright unnatural.

Color: Opal Quartz. (is opal taken? 'cause if not... SHOTGUN!) Or, really, just white. Seriously, not too many variations on that color without slipping into a shade of light grey or something... maybe... pale white. Yeah. Brilliant. Oh, brilliant white, even better!

Emblem: Skye points at her kitsune mask. No, I'm not joking. The mask is a variant of the classic Japanese mask but the shape is much more fox-like. The mask is predominantly white with bright red around and under the eyes. Simple and elegant. This mask has a lot of sentimental value to Skye.

Appearance: Skye stands at 5'10" and when healthy weighs about 145 lbs. Currently starved she is only 115 pounds or so. Her hair is white though it used to be naturally black many years ago, and she has requested it be dyed black with violet highlights in an attempt to seem less abnormal. Her hair is past her shoulders and slightly wavy. She normally keeps her hair tied in a high ponytail as it tends to get in her face. Her Irises are an unusual white with the barest hint of silver. She attempted to hide this with colored contacts but could not stand the feel and generally relies on her mask to hide this strange feature. True to the odd white theme of her body her skin is albino white but her contrasting black, tribal style tattoos help draw attention away from this (so do the many scars said tattoos can only conceal to a certain extent.) Or she simply claims to be an actual albino. Of course none of this comes up as long as she keeps her coat, mask, gloves, and boots on. Also concealed by her coat is a fluffy white furred tail, but like her hair she has had this dyed black and violet.

More than her heavy armored coat Skye almost always wears a white and red stylized fox mask. Though she admits it is very hard to see with the mask it is precious to her; she rarely takes it off though may slide it upwards to see better. Beneath the steel and silver colored long coat Skye wears... surprisingly little. She claims this is not a matter of showing off (not like she's a pretty sight with ribs showing right now) but rather if she has taken the coat off it is because she needed to drop the excess bulk and weight. She reasons at that point one should be as unencumbered as possible. As such she favors shorts and a plain sport top, the former light grey and the latter dark red. Her gloves and boots are black leather with steel buckles. Edgy.

Her original coat was a brown leather number with metal plates, chain, etc. haphazardly attached. Currently she is using a simple grey trenchcoat while a proper armored coat is being made for her. This new armor will be a base of charcoal grey leather, a layer of chainmail, then scalemail, and finally some plates added. It will be quite a heavy piece but at full strength it would feel as light as cotton to her, albeit far more bulky and restricting. With the boots and the tatts and this coat and that mask... Very edgy.

Name: Annabelle Valentine

Age: 16

Gender: Lace? Check. Ribbons? Check. Luxurious long hair? Check. Scandalous underwear? Double check. It's a boy! ~snickers~ Wait, are you seriously putting that down? Kidding, I was just KIDDING!!

Race: Human (faunus, it's complicated)

Weapon:
Eye of the Tiger and Heart of the Tiger are two parts of a complete weapon system referred to simply as Tiger. Tiger is technically Annabelle's primary weapon though Heart of the Tiger can operate independently of Annabelle in combat and can use Eye of the Tiger fairly well as a turret cannon. This allows Annabelle to use any other weapon she is qualified for as long as it is available. Tiger may also carry additional weapons, ammunition, and equipment effectively making it a mobile supply station for the team. However, this usually means Annabelle or another Hunter must carry Eye of the Tiger limiting their mobility. Alternatively Eye of the Tiger may be left behind entirely, ideally for missions in close quarters where the cannon would be useless.

Eye of the Tiger is an enormous long range railgun. Fully twelve feet long from end to end it is taxing for Annabelle to merely carry it by hand. The recoil of the cannon is so great it could kill an average human if not anchored. The weapon has a built in specialized bipod designed to keep the weapon from harming its user. Optimally Eye of the Tiger remains attached to Heart of the Tiger, which is specifically designed to anchor the weapon properly.

As might be expected of a giant cannon it fires one round at a time and it is a VERY bad idea to fire it in close quarters or at very close targets. It also requires time to charge for maximum velocity, though it could be fired prematurely. This lights up the weapon like a beacon and exposes the accelerator coils and cooling system. A smart foe could capitalize on this and try to attack the weapon itself. If hit the weapon could be severely damaged to the point where firing could cause a lethal explosion. After firing Eye of the Tiger ejects the expended shell (it actually has an alarm to warn that a chunk of metal might be launched at someone's head) and begins a brief cooling phase. Cooling takes longer if the weapon is fired repeatedly.

Eye of the Tiger is a very slow and fairly situational weapon. However, the sheer damage, range, and armor piercing ability more than make up for its disadvantages.

Heart of the Tiger While one might expect Eye of the Tiger to be Annabelle's pride and joy she considers the automated walking rig her crowning achievement. In it she sees untapped potential a simple gun could never achieve. Miss Valentine is very good at building mechanical marvels as is plain to see. However programming is a very different matter. Annabelle put an incredible amount of time and energy into creating Heart of the Tiger's relatively basic artificial intelligence. Having taken the first step in successfully programming it she continues learning more advanced programming in her off time.

The result of her efforts is a quadroped walking platform for her rail gun that digs into the ground and uses the gun like a turret. Heart of the Tiger is highly automated and can function independently of her with voice commands. Annabelle also has a limited range beacon and 'panic button' on her to call this part of her weapon to protect her. It may also communicate basic information to her as its programming allows.

Besides being a cargo and turret platform it is decently armored and armed with multiple blades and an AOE electric discharge weapon. As Eye of the Tiger dominates ranged high priority targets Heart of the Tiger is an effective melee and crowd control weapon. Should both systems be severely damaged Valentine will take great risks to retrieve Tiger's 'brain.'

Specialty:
Annabelle likes to claim she can be her own team with Tiger. She has extensive training prior to her arrival at Beacon, some of it from a very young age. But she has yet to face any Grimm having lived something of a sheltered life in a wealthy household. She is unproven but she and many others believe this will not be too much of a problem. (Mistake)

Personally Annabelle is something like a jack of all trades. Well, on paper at least. She has a lot of training in a lot of areas and scores well in almost every area. However certain things do stand out while other areas have plenty of room for improvement. She is particularly good at marksmanship with excellent reflexes, agility, dexterity, and ground speed. She is also quite intelligent from a technical stand point, though she can be quite forgetful and prone to making bad decisions. She likes to keep her actual person light and mobile favoring a bladed pistol with plenty of ammunition, usually stored on Heart of the Tiger. She is not especially strong or durable and a poor choice as a tank unless her gear were completely switched out for heavy defenses. Tiger stands in much better as an actual tank.

If she decides a heavy target needs her personal attention and said target is at range, Annabelle will switch Tiger to manual mode. Tiger anchors itself where she needs it and takes control of the cannon herself. Generally her precision and ability to pick out priority target from very far away is the main benefit of this arrangement.

She also favors an annoyingly skintight suit imbued with Dust and sporting some light armor 'just in case.' The suit is designed to provide bursts of vector thrust. This allows her to evade or rush a target quickly, and even multi jump and change directions midair.

As a rule Tiger's abilities carry most of the weight in combat. Annabelle is light supporting fire on her own and has to be careful due to sub par aura and no semblance. However she has the option of having a strong team member wield Eye of the Tiger while Heart of the Tiger carries additional generic firepower for herself and other team members.

Annabelle, with her technical skill, would be perfect as a field repair specialist. Provided she brought the needed tools and materials. The brainless wonder has never considered this option.

Semblance: Undiscovered.

Personality:
Miss Valentine is a trip. She has way too much energy, too little focus, sticks her nose into everything, has little control of herself or her emotions, loves teasing and annoying the hell out of everyone in sight for kicks, and has no clue what tact means. For being as smart as she is Annabelle is also a forgetful, easily distracted moron. While she can be fun and even half as cute as she thinks she is her love of getting a rise out of people can make her quite unlikable quite quickly. While she is not maliciously trying to hurt people Annabelle can and often does simply go to far. And gods forbid she be reprimanded or given a taste of her own medicine, lest she become moody or outright spiteful when she has no right to be.

Essentially she seems to be about as mature as a child. And yet she can behave like a responsible, mature, socially acceptable human being at times. Unfortunately for everyone else she rarely checks her behavior in this way. Unless of course doing so somehow serves her interests, usually to further mess with people and get at 'hard targets' numb to her usual antics. Much to the chagrin of, well just about everyone, Annabelle is pretty great at mimicry especially if she takes the time and effort to really study someone or something. She can even alter her voice to sound very similar to someone else. Other skills allow her to disguise herself as another person and during these times she has a tendency to wreck HAVOC. Or just make a lot of people very uncomfortable.

Though she is an incurable troll Annabelle is also very skilled and talented at many things. Her skill with technology is obvious from one look at her two part weapon system. Her creativity is on full display with her clothing, art, and music. She can draw, paint, play a wide variety of instruments, dance (not sing for some reason), is a solid athlete despite a notable lack of raw strength, can drive, ride horses, write songs, poetry, short stories, possibly even full novels, cooking, gardening.... the list just goes on and on and on. One would be hard pressed to find a skill she is not at least decent at, aside from decency itself. And is she modest about her abilities? Oh hell no she is NOT. She is almost as much of a showoff as she is a troll.

And to put the icing on the mountain of a cake Annabelle likes to drink. This is not a small problem, either, the girl is a borderline alcoholic and has been for years. A fan of breath mints and often inebriated to some extent all day this can be surprisingly hard to notice. Annabelle is quite crafty with this terrible habit and has foiled the attempts to cut her off time and again. And as if her bad habits were not hard enough to counter Annabelle is also quite wealthy courtesy of a sizable inheritance.

Some believe Annabelle to be competing for the gold medal in both the Dumbass and Insufferable Olympics. Others believe the worst of her behavior is merely a mask to avoid having to face deeper issues. Both parties agree: miss Valentine is a trip.

Color:
Cherry Blossom Pink

Emblem:
A flaming, roaring, simplified pink tiger face with a black background...

Appearance:
Annabelle Valentine is a very pretty young lass. She knows it, and she wants you to know it, too. She wants everyone to know it. To this end she sometimes pushes the limits of modesty. Fortunately she also enjoys making all sorts of different outfits and costumes; so she is not constantly causing trouble. Well, that kind of trouble anyway. Her preferred outfit is also not too scandalous. She favors a vibrant red dress with black lace trim and long sleeves exposing her shoulders. Also, long black stockings and rainbow colored hair. Or a wig? She wears many different wigs, mostly for disguising herself as another student. Few people are even 100% what her real hair even looks like. She keeps them guessing by occasionally dyeing, curling, or straightening her real hair.

Valentine is five foot nothing and weighs (there are some things one simply does not ask a lady). Her eyes, when she is not playing with fancy contacts, are a brilliant green and her actual hair color is light pink. It is also fairly long and she takes very good care of it to make up for the punishment she puts it through. Her features are delicate and pixie-like and she is quite petite. Despite being so small she has a nice figure that she is quite proud of. Her skin is smooth, usually pale, and covered in freckles. Annabelle is very fond of makeup and body art and mixes this up about as much as her wardrobe. Some of this extra decoration is subdued and classy, but some of it is on the level of Lady Gaga...

Name: Llyr Owen

Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Squid Faunus
Appearance:
Llyr stands at around 5'9" with a rather lean body type. The long tail of hair actually has some tentacles riddled within it, however they are too weak to actually do anything other than grab and lift small items like cutlery.

Weapon:
Steel Cephalopod
Much like the ever-loved villain, Llyr carries a small, unnoticeable container on his back; which upon activation, four steel tentacle-like appendages unfurl. At the end of each appendage is a transforming head which can change between a four pronged grasper, a blade which can slice and pierce most targets, and a blunt head for crushing. The appendages can extend up to 10 meters and can strike omni-directionally. While versatile, the tentacles are not efficient at fighting at close range, which is what his cane is for.

Iron Beak
The Iron Beak is merely a walking cane that doubles as a gun. The cane shaft itself is a gun barrel. Dust rounds are loaded into this cane, but it only holds a single shot.

Specialty:
Llyr is extremely capable at mid to close ranged combat due to his Iron Beak and Steel Cephalopod. He is quite a slippery adversary as his agility surprises most. He excels at taking down multiple enemies due to his Semblance and martial prowess. His Semblance makes him especially good at assassination, however control and trickery is more his style.

Semblance:
Dancing in Smoke
Llyr is able to create a large black cloud around himself that covers a 7m radius. This blinds all combatants within the cloud except Llyr, who can see clearly as if the cloud wasn't there. Keep in mind that this cloud doesn't obscure vision like darkness does. It's a very 'supernatural' substance. Llyr glows a soft orange aura as the smoke billows from his legs. All senses of other combatants, that are not enhanced, are dulled. Llyr's voice is heard clearly by those within the smoke, but they will have no idea where Llyr is. This smog lasts for around 30 seconds.

Personality:
The best way to describe Llyr is.. 'Strange'. His mannerisms can be quite alien to most and it's just something that they have to get used to, because while he is quite aware of his strange behaviour, he's not likely to change it at all. In fact, he finds it amusing when people are 'weirded out' by him. Common gestures such as shaking hands and greetings are examples of things that he just doesn't do in a normal way. Sometimes he speaks in riddles and quotes which usually hold no meaning, or perhaps he'll say something very ominous without context. During fights he likes to mess with people by taking on non-aggressive stances, whispering, giggling, and even slapping them on the ass. Of course, he'll eventually fight, but he's usually the one that sets the pace.

Aside from the oddities, he's a confident person who is, surprisingly, quite reliable too.

Color: Burnt Orange

Emblem:

The orange circles are found on his coat tails.

Other:

• He's really good at swimming (Because.. y'know.. Squid...)
• Interestingly good at dancing