The Cast
The Idealist - Bran Brass
The Rich One - Mikoto Kage
The Criminal Dirtbag - Basil Plagas
The Ignorant - Zamuri
The Regretful - Yuna
The Savage - Cerise Sorovillo
The Vengeful - Onxy Ebony
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The Idealist - Bran Brass
The Rich One - Mikoto Kage
The Criminal Dirtbag - Basil Plagas
The Ignorant - Zamuri
The Regretful - Yuna
The Savage - Cerise Sorovillo
The Vengeful - Onxy Ebony
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Name: Bran Brass
Age: 17
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 186 pounds
Hair Color: Dark red
Eye Color: Red
Affiliation: Faunus Liberation Front
Semblance: Seven in one, splitting his aura seven ways he can create seven copy's of himself doing this at great risk as losing a clone removes a seventh of his aura.
Weapon:
Riesen Messer- The giant's knife is rather underwhelming normally, three feet and only a foot thick. However this piece of steel hide's a few tricks. Able increase and decrease it's length it can go all the way to ten feet, earning it's name as the giant's knife.
It's second form is one even more impressive, the weaver is able to use spools of thread to move and tie up targets. Controlling these threads while requires highly skilled artisan. They can be used to move, create trip wires, and other such traps.
Skills: While he was still young he helped his mother cook and serve food in the local inn. As he grew older he helped cook and serve at the inn, at night he began helping his father mend and sew new outfits. Being the middle child and having three sisters made learning to cut hair rather important. As he learned to trim and cut his own hair to maintain a good appearance soon he was doing his sisters as well. Dancing and music are his other hobbies which have fallen somewhat to the wayside.
Personality: Defiant, Bran shatters expectations few would expect a poor boy to have such skill and be so well learned. He refuse's to accept things as they are and strives constantly to change things as a strong supporter of Faunus-Human relations. While coming from a poor and humble family, you wouldn't know it Bran carries himself to a high standard.
Few we would dare call Bran stuck up, he is kind and decent but can also rub elbows with the upper crust as his talent as a tailor means he understands much of upper society while living in the lower end. However Bran is stubborn and jumps at a chance to fight having little patience often tends to jump the gun even more so when someone he cares about is involved.
Bio: Born and raised in outskirts Mistral his father was a tailor and his mother ran the local inn. His mother a Deer Faunus, all of his sisters were born with attributes making them resemble their mother more than their father. Bran was born human like his father and quickly took up the same business as his father. With swift nimble fingers he was sewing by age five, by ten his father let him do repairs and make most of the simpler garments.
However, eventually the war came even to his family's inn human soldiers stormed the settlement, only thirteen he had no clue what to do. His father ordered him and his sisters to flee carrying his baby sister the four siblings set off into the woods. It was weeks before they were found a small band of Faunus warriors who had come to aid survivors, there were none to be found. Bran found his father's corpse, he had been bond and executed for falling in love with a Faunus. His mother missing spelled a fate worse than death, she had been taken to the work camps.
Bran cried out in anger, pain, and rage he hated this war. He hated humans who had started it, he would make them pay. He awoke his semblance, as one screaming child became seven the others watched while before they had been wary to accept a human boy even of mixed blood. They now eagerly saw him as powerful weapon to use in their fight, in time his sisters would too awaken there semblances. However in Mistral Bran Brass was the face of Faunus fighting outside of White Fang.
He was a human who believe in his parents dream that humans and faunus could live together in peace. With that in mind he has come Beacon to sign on and put his talents to use fighting alongside humans he once tried to kill.
Name: Bran Brass
Age: 17
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 186 pounds
Hair Color: Dark red
Eye Color: Red
Affiliation: Faunus Liberation Front
Semblance: Seven in one, splitting his aura seven ways he can create seven copy's of himself doing this at great risk as losing a clone removes a seventh of his aura.
Weapon:
Riesen Messer- The giant's knife is rather underwhelming normally, three feet and only a foot thick. However this piece of steel hide's a few tricks. Able increase and decrease it's length it can go all the way to ten feet, earning it's name as the giant's knife.
It's second form is one even more impressive, the weaver is able to use spools of thread to move and tie up targets. Controlling these threads while requires highly skilled artisan. They can be used to move, create trip wires, and other such traps.
Skills: While he was still young he helped his mother cook and serve food in the local inn. As he grew older he helped cook and serve at the inn, at night he began helping his father mend and sew new outfits. Being the middle child and having three sisters made learning to cut hair rather important. As he learned to trim and cut his own hair to maintain a good appearance soon he was doing his sisters as well. Dancing and music are his other hobbies which have fallen somewhat to the wayside.
Personality: Defiant, Bran shatters expectations few would expect a poor boy to have such skill and be so well learned. He refuse's to accept things as they are and strives constantly to change things as a strong supporter of Faunus-Human relations. While coming from a poor and humble family, you wouldn't know it Bran carries himself to a high standard.
Few we would dare call Bran stuck up, he is kind and decent but can also rub elbows with the upper crust as his talent as a tailor means he understands much of upper society while living in the lower end. However Bran is stubborn and jumps at a chance to fight having little patience often tends to jump the gun even more so when someone he cares about is involved.
Bio: Born and raised in outskirts Mistral his father was a tailor and his mother ran the local inn. His mother a Deer Faunus, all of his sisters were born with attributes making them resemble their mother more than their father. Bran was born human like his father and quickly took up the same business as his father. With swift nimble fingers he was sewing by age five, by ten his father let him do repairs and make most of the simpler garments.
However, eventually the war came even to his family's inn human soldiers stormed the settlement, only thirteen he had no clue what to do. His father ordered him and his sisters to flee carrying his baby sister the four siblings set off into the woods. It was weeks before they were found a small band of Faunus warriors who had come to aid survivors, there were none to be found. Bran found his father's corpse, he had been bond and executed for falling in love with a Faunus. His mother missing spelled a fate worse than death, she had been taken to the work camps.
Bran cried out in anger, pain, and rage he hated this war. He hated humans who had started it, he would make them pay. He awoke his semblance, as one screaming child became seven the others watched while before they had been wary to accept a human boy even of mixed blood. They now eagerly saw him as powerful weapon to use in their fight, in time his sisters would too awaken there semblances. However in Mistral Bran Brass was the face of Faunus fighting outside of White Fang.
He was a human who believe in his parents dream that humans and faunus could live together in peace. With that in mind he has come Beacon to sign on and put his talents to use fighting alongside humans he once tried to kill.
Clothing Style: Very neat and clean, everything pressed and perfect. He sews and creates all his clothes, normally he wears a very nice suit and takes great pride in his appearance. He is usually up early to make sure his hair, clothes, and body are perfectly kept, believing that looking good is part of feeling good.
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Mikoto Kage
Race: Faunus (Mute Swan)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Nationality: Vale
Affiliation: Neutral/Faunus Liberation
Appearance:
Mikoto stands circa 178 centimeters tall, with her platform boots giving her what she needs to 180. She is quite strong for her age, having been raised in the ways of old nobility that included combat training. She weighs about 63 kilos. Her most prominent faunus feature are the two swan wings on her back that have the span of about 200 cm.
Mikoto’s face is dominated by her piercing, bright red eyes. She has an eastern complexion, the slightly yellow skin tone contrasting with her anthracite hair that she usually keeps at shoulder length and well kempt. Her body build is focused more on strength rather than stamina, packing up quite some muscle mass and low fat percentage.
Her battledress consists of a pair of knee high, gray platform boots, black pants and blouse and a gray armored jacket. Coming from rich background, her battledress is trimmed in dark red and gold. She wears red padded gloves to battle. The jacket is modified to allow her wings to unfold and they can be held concealed by a special harness. The jacket comes equipped with magnetic holsters on the lower back for her weapons and several pockets.
When in need of more formal wear, she likes a red trench coat with matching high heels. She modified it to be able to conceal her wings and weapons underneath without looking out of place. When it is absolutely necessary for her to wear a dress, she goes with white color and exposed back to complement and fit her wings.
History:
Mikoto was born into a family of former aristocrats, her family lineage directly tracing to one of Vale’s former kings. Her branch of the family adapted to the changing situation of the world and rather than ruling through politics, Mikoto’s forefathers invested in industry and wealth as a source of influence. And when there is a war going on, there is only really a few branches that yield profit. Fortunately, Mikoto’s grandfather was a kinder soul and rather than investing into munitions production, he realized that the armies will still need to be fed. As such, Mikoto found herself as the only heir to one of Remnant’s largest food plants.
She has grown up unharmed by the terrors of war, safe in her family castle on the outskirts of Vale. From an early age she fell in love with the old ways of the knights and the literary and mythological heroes from the era of the monarchies from before the Great War.
Her parents gave her free reign over the direction of her life, but in turn expected her to be one of the best in whatever she set to do. Mikoto quickly fell in love with martial arts, a skill her father approved of given the unfavorable situation the faunus were in, despite the fact that the former aristocracy was above differentiating by race.
Personality:
Having lived a somewhat sheltered life spent interacting mostly with servants, her own family and the occasional visiting members of similar standing in society, Mikoto doesn't actively seek out conversation but she will not shy away from one. The girl is patient and overlooking many things addressed to her faunus side, but she has her limits.
Whereas normally she is well mannered and will go out of her way not to offend people no matter what she may think of them, if pushed too hard, she is dominated by her emotions, not her reason. While her anger is cold and calculated, you do not wish to enrage her, as if you push her that far, she will lose all sense and just go berserk on you.
She hates those unlawful with a fiery passion, although people who would dismiss her based on her race rather than her abilities and close to the top of her list as well. Despite that, she is trying to be forgiving, believing the only way to achieve some degree of peace in the world is to stop craving revenge for this and that and just break the cycle.
She can seem narcissistic and arrogant at times, treating others more like peasants than equals, although she is quick to correct herself when she sees someone worth her recognition, no matter their social status. She is still inspired by the heroic stories she grown up with, striving to be like the heroes of the myths. It can somehow make her seem like she was born to the wrong century.
In her downtime, she likes to power down and relax, whether that means spending an entire day in a spa, stuffing herself with muffins and coffee or reading tales of ancient knights and kings with a glass of whiskey on hand. If others have to be involved, she wouldn’t say no to a good movie or a dance.
Being an avian faunus comes with it’s own list of hatreds, like water (which make her wings heavy and useless) or cold (which she feels more due to her higher body temperature). For some reason, the taste of potatoes makes her want to hurl, much like the cheesy romance movies. She gets violent on trolls and hates criminals above all else for taking advantage of others in such hard times, putting them in the same bag as the creatures of grimm.
Skills:
Mikoto was taught self defense and took liking to combat. Trained in a universal style, she can make use of nearly every weapon, although she prefers light, more nimble instruments like her sword or a dagger. Her technique focuses on precise, quick and powerful attacks while conserving energy in the meantime. Her style is rather aggressive and unpredictable, which is reflected in her choice of weaponry that allows for quick and powerful attacks and easy switching between melee and ranged forms.
While her weapons might give the impression that Mikoto is a swordswoman, she is in fact a capable dust caster. While she only specializes in fire based spells, her brand of casting learned by studying ancient tomes and scrolls in her father’s library make her rather unpredictable. While she usually resorts to few moves that she practiced enough to cast with a mere thought, she can draw runic circles that allow her to cast fire in nigh any form.
Life in the high class however lead to some duties. As an only child in a family owning a sizeable business, she learned to organize and manage finances as well as people. She is reasonably capable of making good tactical and strategic decisions, albeit in her age she lacks experience in leading.
Powers:
Her faunus heritage gives Mikoto several capabilities she can use for great effect. First and foremost, she can use her wings to heighten and extend her jumps to about twice that of a human, or to glide and soften her fall. They are, however, too small for her to fly. The lack of tail used to be a problem, but she smartly modified her battledress with a half-cape that is attachable to her boots that can substitute well enough.
Her bones are less dense than that of a usual human, contributing to her overall low weight, which unfortunately break more easily if her aura is brought down. Her metabolism is faster, making the girl quite a glutton and yet unable to gain any weight and moving her average body temperature to about 40°C.
Having both large reserve and skill to wield it efficiently, Mikoto’s aura is on the more impressive side of the scale. Its color is white, and it manifests as quills falling around her.
Semblance - Stability - Mikoto’s semblance allows her to do several things. Above all else, it makes her athletic abilities very impressive. She is able to perform flips, leaps and dodges to the peak of natural human/faunus abilities. It also seems impossible to knock her down as she can recover from almost any fall and turn it into a move. This also improves her accuracy, especially with melee weapons.
Equipment:
Dust enhanced flamberge - Emperor: A flamberge sword with fire dust infused into the blade, giving it its defining color. The blade is slimmer than usual as Mikoto prefers thrusting attacks to slashes. Because of its enchant, it is made out of heat resistant material that is lighter than steel, allowing for greater tip control but decreasing the force behind cuts.
Dust enhanced dagger - Regalia: A dagger with infused blade. Unlike the Emperor, Regalia’s blade is infused with dust that fuels its special enchant, allowing Mikoto to create and throw fiery spectral copies of the weapon. The weapon itself is useless in melee, being made more as an ornamental accessory than a useful blade.
Extra:
- Voice actor: Daria Stavrovich
- Mikoto is ambidextrous.
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Name: Basil Plagas "The Crow"
Race:Crow faunus (black crow eyes)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Vale Underworld
Semblance: Plague Warning-Manipulates aura so the user emits a cloud of fog which, if it touches an enemy, will temporarily give them an affliction/disease. (Note-for simplicity sake, just assume the fog does damage to oppenents aura,then flesh at a slower rate. Same deal for Grimm but their all flesh so...yeah
Weapon: The Bone Sifters - A sword and a sickle with a chain attached that is capable of transforming ino a pistol-when thrown the sickle is able to reach about 15m
Personality: Basil is naturally a bitter person due to his past, fortunately he also has a keen mind that has helped him survive for years without much help. He has had a recently growing greed due to his success in the criminal underworld of Vale however and his developed a taste for the finer things in life despite his rather poor upbringing. Despite the fact he is faunus, Basil is not particularly bothered by the high tension between the humans and faunus, mainly because he wears his mask at almost all times so very few people question his race and his mindset that "somebody needs to take the fall".
Bio: Basil was born in a small town north of Vale, he was raised by his father, Vert Plagas, and his mother, Violet Plagas. His father taught him everything he knew about medicine and semblances. By the time he was 14 he took over his father's work as the town's only doctor. A few weeks after Basil took over his father's work the village was attacked by a roaming group of beowolves. They destroyed everything, very few of the townsfolk knew how to fight effectively and were slaughtered. Basil's mother was killed quickly, however the beowolves slashed at his father's thigh before a lone hunter brought it down. Basil thanked the huntsman and quickly checked on his father, however he realized he was bleeding out. With no medicine or bandages to help him Basil was forced to watch as his father bled out. Thrown into complete shock by the events that occurred, Basil simply left his old home without a word. This also caused a huge personality change in Basil, he no longer wanted to help people. Where had helping people got him up to then?
Eventually Basil made his way to the main city of Vale after spending weeks travelling from town to town. Having little luck finding any jobs due to his race or his bitter attitude , he turned to crime. At first he only committed petty theft to gather enough food to survive, however gradually he began to realize his skills in medicine and chemistry could be put to less legitimate uses. Donning a plague doctor mask to hide his face and to allow him to safely work with his substances, eventually his work and success attracted the attention of local crime-lords who offered him additional protection along with a larger area of influence. While Basil used the goons more as guards, he also used them as sparring partners so he could refine his own fighting technique in the event his guards were eliminated.
Eventually Basil began to complete more hands on tasks in his organisation, robbing stores and demanding money from people who could not afford to pay for Basil's narcotics anymore, this lead to the faunus gaining a hefty bounty on his head and Vale, although it is yet to be claimed by anyone.
After the attack on Mistral by the Grimm and a call to arms to Beacon Fort, Basil decided it was time to exact his revenge on the Grimm. The faunus allowed his goons to protect his underworld monopoly while he was away, but told them they would pay with their lives if they allowed it to crumble. Now Basil made his way to Beacon Fort, hoping the authorities would swallow their pride for a time and that the do-gooders who had heard of him would not jump on him to collect his bounty.
Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGQn_mD30W0
Pet:
Name: Basil Plagas "The Crow"
Race:Crow faunus (black crow eyes)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Vale Underworld
Semblance: Plague Warning-Manipulates aura so the user emits a cloud of fog which, if it touches an enemy, will temporarily give them an affliction/disease. (Note-for simplicity sake, just assume the fog does damage to oppenents aura,then flesh at a slower rate. Same deal for Grimm but their all flesh so...yeah
Weapon: The Bone Sifters - A sword and a sickle with a chain attached that is capable of transforming ino a pistol-when thrown the sickle is able to reach about 15m
Personality: Basil is naturally a bitter person due to his past, fortunately he also has a keen mind that has helped him survive for years without much help. He has had a recently growing greed due to his success in the criminal underworld of Vale however and his developed a taste for the finer things in life despite his rather poor upbringing. Despite the fact he is faunus, Basil is not particularly bothered by the high tension between the humans and faunus, mainly because he wears his mask at almost all times so very few people question his race and his mindset that "somebody needs to take the fall".
Bio: Basil was born in a small town north of Vale, he was raised by his father, Vert Plagas, and his mother, Violet Plagas. His father taught him everything he knew about medicine and semblances. By the time he was 14 he took over his father's work as the town's only doctor. A few weeks after Basil took over his father's work the village was attacked by a roaming group of beowolves. They destroyed everything, very few of the townsfolk knew how to fight effectively and were slaughtered. Basil's mother was killed quickly, however the beowolves slashed at his father's thigh before a lone hunter brought it down. Basil thanked the huntsman and quickly checked on his father, however he realized he was bleeding out. With no medicine or bandages to help him Basil was forced to watch as his father bled out. Thrown into complete shock by the events that occurred, Basil simply left his old home without a word. This also caused a huge personality change in Basil, he no longer wanted to help people. Where had helping people got him up to then?
Eventually Basil made his way to the main city of Vale after spending weeks travelling from town to town. Having little luck finding any jobs due to his race or his bitter attitude , he turned to crime. At first he only committed petty theft to gather enough food to survive, however gradually he began to realize his skills in medicine and chemistry could be put to less legitimate uses. Donning a plague doctor mask to hide his face and to allow him to safely work with his substances, eventually his work and success attracted the attention of local crime-lords who offered him additional protection along with a larger area of influence. While Basil used the goons more as guards, he also used them as sparring partners so he could refine his own fighting technique in the event his guards were eliminated.
Eventually Basil began to complete more hands on tasks in his organisation, robbing stores and demanding money from people who could not afford to pay for Basil's narcotics anymore, this lead to the faunus gaining a hefty bounty on his head and Vale, although it is yet to be claimed by anyone.
After the attack on Mistral by the Grimm and a call to arms to Beacon Fort, Basil decided it was time to exact his revenge on the Grimm. The faunus allowed his goons to protect his underworld monopoly while he was away, but told them they would pay with their lives if they allowed it to crumble. Now Basil made his way to Beacon Fort, hoping the authorities would swallow their pride for a time and that the do-gooders who had heard of him would not jump on him to collect his bounty.
Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGQn_mD30W0
Pet:
Name: Dolor
Species:Carrion Crow
Appearance: Typical crow's appearance, black feathers and eyes with unusually sharp claws.
Abilities: Able to show others a mental image of what he is currently seeing, usually assisting his owner by scouting ahead.
Accessories: Basil's symbol is stamped(dyed) onto his left wing.
Behavior: Whenever he is with his owner (Basil) he will stand on their shoulder unless ordered (or thrown) off. Whenever not with his owner he will fly around looking for any trouble or anything of interest, if it's a threat to his owner (or something he wants) he will return to him and alert him.
Likes: Flying, watching fights, bakeries and other food stores, Basil, night-time
Dislikes: Loud sounds, planes , being in large crowds
Attack(s):Pecking
Additional notes: Basil never named Dolor until he had owned him for about a year, until that point he called him Bird.
Species:Carrion Crow
Appearance: Typical crow's appearance, black feathers and eyes with unusually sharp claws.
Abilities: Able to show others a mental image of what he is currently seeing, usually assisting his owner by scouting ahead.
Accessories: Basil's symbol is stamped(dyed) onto his left wing.
Behavior: Whenever he is with his owner (Basil) he will stand on their shoulder unless ordered (or thrown) off. Whenever not with his owner he will fly around looking for any trouble or anything of interest, if it's a threat to his owner (or something he wants) he will return to him and alert him.
Likes: Flying, watching fights, bakeries and other food stores, Basil, night-time
Dislikes: Loud sounds, planes , being in large crowds
Attack(s):Pecking
Additional notes: Basil never named Dolor until he had owned him for about a year, until that point he called him Bird.
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Name: Zamuri Zamuri
Appearance:
Race: Faunus
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Freelance
Semblance: Dragon's Body Zamuri's aura is much stronger than most other people, allowing him to take much more damage than other people. In addition, he can channel part of his aura into a flame breath, though this cannot be used at the same time as his strengthened aura.
Weapon: Bahamut Talons Simply put, they are gauntlets with sharpened edges, allowing Zamuri to utilise slashing attacks along with grapples and punches. The wrists have mini-harpoons built in, for preventing opponents from running away.
Personality: Zamuri is a man dedicated to three things. Hunting, martial arts, and drinking. He is a jovial fellow, always smiling even in the face of near certain death. Subtlety is a mystery to this man, as his default volume is what many would consider shouting. Many take this to mean that he is a simpleminded buffoon, but he is actually quite perceptive, often seeing things that others would overlook. His style of hunting is rather insane, as he likes to get in close and grapple the beast to death, even if the animal is more than twice his size. Despite being a proficient combatant, he dislikes fighting other humanoids, as he finds most pleasure in the conflict of man verses nature.
Bio: While many were dragged into the war between faunus and human, Zamuri existed in one of the remote regions of the world where neither side found strategically important. The Dragon-Faunus remained ignorant of the world outside his valley, finding vast pleasure in hunting the various creatures that made their home in this inhospitable place. It was a simple life, but richly rewarding as each day he reached a new level of strength.
Unfortunately, while the remote regions might have been safe from the war, it was here that the Grimm first began their invasion. Although Zamuri relished the fight, the sheer number of the beasts forced him to retreat. For years he spent his life fleeing from the horde, surviving on what little he could scrounge up during the brief times he stopped for food.
Eventually he finally clawed his way to Fort Beacon, where he could find a respite from the constant battling and chasing. He was by no means put off fighting by the experience, but it was good to have a place where he could rest easy.
Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=KQwxKpu-HfA
Appearance:
Race: Faunus
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Freelance
Semblance: Dragon's Body Zamuri's aura is much stronger than most other people, allowing him to take much more damage than other people. In addition, he can channel part of his aura into a flame breath, though this cannot be used at the same time as his strengthened aura.
Weapon: Bahamut Talons Simply put, they are gauntlets with sharpened edges, allowing Zamuri to utilise slashing attacks along with grapples and punches. The wrists have mini-harpoons built in, for preventing opponents from running away.
Personality: Zamuri is a man dedicated to three things. Hunting, martial arts, and drinking. He is a jovial fellow, always smiling even in the face of near certain death. Subtlety is a mystery to this man, as his default volume is what many would consider shouting. Many take this to mean that he is a simpleminded buffoon, but he is actually quite perceptive, often seeing things that others would overlook. His style of hunting is rather insane, as he likes to get in close and grapple the beast to death, even if the animal is more than twice his size. Despite being a proficient combatant, he dislikes fighting other humanoids, as he finds most pleasure in the conflict of man verses nature.
Bio: While many were dragged into the war between faunus and human, Zamuri existed in one of the remote regions of the world where neither side found strategically important. The Dragon-Faunus remained ignorant of the world outside his valley, finding vast pleasure in hunting the various creatures that made their home in this inhospitable place. It was a simple life, but richly rewarding as each day he reached a new level of strength.
Unfortunately, while the remote regions might have been safe from the war, it was here that the Grimm first began their invasion. Although Zamuri relished the fight, the sheer number of the beasts forced him to retreat. For years he spent his life fleeing from the horde, surviving on what little he could scrounge up during the brief times he stopped for food.
Eventually he finally clawed his way to Fort Beacon, where he could find a respite from the constant battling and chasing. He was by no means put off fighting by the experience, but it was good to have a place where he could rest easy.
Theme: youtube.com/watch?v=KQwxKpu-HfA
GM
Name:
Odell Fuchs
Race:
Human
Gender:
Male
Appearance
Affiliation:
Atlas Armed Forces
Semblance:
Deadly Feint
Odell has the ability to create another transparent/blurry image of himself that will attack in a different direction from where he is actually swinging. While one might think this is a mere illusion, it is quite more than that. He has the ability to switch places with the "clone" at any given moment. The more aura he spends, the more illusions he can make. Odell can also spend more aura to make the illusions actually deal damage, but this is extremely costly and doesn't do as much damage as a "real" attack.
Weapon:
A single-bladed axe. Heavy and cumbersome, it takes time and skill in order to master combat with the weapon. The axe is also able to house dust crystals, usually lightning or fire dust. The addition of dust crystals is to usually increase anti-armor capabilities, by either superheating or running an electric current through the blade.
Bio:
Drive the heathens back. Don't let the savage prey on the helpless. Protect the innocent. This was pure propaganda of course, but little Odell couldn't see past that at such a young age. The lure to join Atlas's army was too strong, despite his parents' disapproval. Their words of warning fell on deaf ears, and so at the age of 16 Odell enlisted. Sadly, Odell realized war was not as glorious as he was led to assume. Countless brothers lay dead, often for land they'd give back to the enemy the next day. Often they did not even see the enemy face to face, as the Faunus would pick one of them off and then slither away. But still Odell fought on, still beliving in the cause. Odell had lost too many friends to the Faunus, he wasn't going to lay down and die like a dog. Odell was soon promoted to captain, simply because most of his unit either quit or were dead. But with age came some somber inflection. Perhaps the fatigue had finally gotten to him. His conscience eats away at him, but Odell has merely ignored it. Whatever happened the the Faunus, they would have done to humans tenfold.
Then everything changed. Suddenly the war was against the Faunus, but the Grimm. While Odell is willing to work with the Faunus, he finds that past transgressions are not so easily forgotten.
Odell isn't... outright loud racist, but he still holds his reservations about the Faunus. Odell knows their help is needed, but that doesn't mean he has let go of the past. While Odell does not support the extermination of all Faunus, he believes in segregation.
Personality:
Odell Fuchs
Race:
Human
Gender:
Male
Appearance
Affiliation:
Atlas Armed Forces
Semblance:
Deadly Feint
Odell has the ability to create another transparent/blurry image of himself that will attack in a different direction from where he is actually swinging. While one might think this is a mere illusion, it is quite more than that. He has the ability to switch places with the "clone" at any given moment. The more aura he spends, the more illusions he can make. Odell can also spend more aura to make the illusions actually deal damage, but this is extremely costly and doesn't do as much damage as a "real" attack.
Weapon:
A single-bladed axe. Heavy and cumbersome, it takes time and skill in order to master combat with the weapon. The axe is also able to house dust crystals, usually lightning or fire dust. The addition of dust crystals is to usually increase anti-armor capabilities, by either superheating or running an electric current through the blade.
Bio:
Drive the heathens back. Don't let the savage prey on the helpless. Protect the innocent. This was pure propaganda of course, but little Odell couldn't see past that at such a young age. The lure to join Atlas's army was too strong, despite his parents' disapproval. Their words of warning fell on deaf ears, and so at the age of 16 Odell enlisted. Sadly, Odell realized war was not as glorious as he was led to assume. Countless brothers lay dead, often for land they'd give back to the enemy the next day. Often they did not even see the enemy face to face, as the Faunus would pick one of them off and then slither away. But still Odell fought on, still beliving in the cause. Odell had lost too many friends to the Faunus, he wasn't going to lay down and die like a dog. Odell was soon promoted to captain, simply because most of his unit either quit or were dead. But with age came some somber inflection. Perhaps the fatigue had finally gotten to him. His conscience eats away at him, but Odell has merely ignored it. Whatever happened the the Faunus, they would have done to humans tenfold.
Then everything changed. Suddenly the war was against the Faunus, but the Grimm. While Odell is willing to work with the Faunus, he finds that past transgressions are not so easily forgotten.
Odell isn't... outright loud racist, but he still holds his reservations about the Faunus. Odell knows their help is needed, but that doesn't mean he has let go of the past. While Odell does not support the extermination of all Faunus, he believes in segregation.
Personality:
- Blunt
- Contemplative
- Dry Humor Kinda Guy
- Insouciant
- Abrasive
Patroxclus
Member
Seen
2 mos ago
Yuna Lillium
| Race |
Human
Gender:
Female
Affiliation:
N/A
| Semblance |
Yuna's semblance allows the manipulation, diversion, and control of water. Having hydrokinesis allows her to move water, change it's refraction to lights, it's density pressure, and surface tension. Having been in the army she has become quite adapt at the usage of her own semblance. (Unlike someone who neglected their own. ) Though her semblance comes at a cost like all others. For example; through the tightening of muscles and focus, Yuna can control a length of water and move it however she wishes as long as its connected to its source. Though less extreme measures of water manipulation include the control of light going through the water as, Yuna can cast shimmering versions of the object within the water she is controlling to fool the enemy.
| Weapon |
Leviathan
| Personality |
Coming from a wealthy family who had locked her away from most of society, Yuna gained a lack of social etiquette and naivety thus when she joined the army, Yuna found it extremely difficult to make friends. Though she didn't fit in, Yuna found it best in her perspective to still care for others but in the process, she had gotten herself both mentally and physically hurt in the process. Yuna became wary of hurting others when she helped as she'd only made the pain worse and as her life in the army continued she grew gullible and desperate, suicidal once she felt a touch of isolation and those who managed to befriend her instantly disliked her as she stuck onto them like solid Teflon. Now, Yuna in her twenties she's become more reserved and extra quiet. Her eyes darkening toward the crowd that she couldn't face anymore...
| - Biography - |
Yuna was more privileged than most. Born into a wealthy family of musicians and artists, she started off her life with ease. At a young age, she strived to be something different, something bolder that would fit her senses of justice and adventure. However, the young child's ideas were never accepted in the family. Yuna would always be reminded to never stray from the path of her family's tradition and was forced into a life of pressure. Every turn she made to her own path was blocked by doors that would never seem to open. Though that little flicker of light still resided within her. A taste of adventure flowing within her veins as she ached for the outside world; she'd always dream of leaving the mansion she'd call home. So when Yuna came of age; she did what she hadn't expected. To join the army, bare arms with the many men and women of Mistral who protected and kept balance. Quickly after joining the army, Yuna realized the true nature of the world around her, and only after seven months of attempting the army life grew depressed as she felt isolated from the others around her. Eventually, Yuna was discharged for having a 'disability' so, Yuna returned to her home with a surprisingly warm welcome. Her parents had learned to forgive and to forget and so did, Yuna.
Human
Gender:
Female
Affiliation:
N/A
| Semblance |
Yuna's semblance allows the manipulation, diversion, and control of water. Having hydrokinesis allows her to move water, change it's refraction to lights, it's density pressure, and surface tension. Having been in the army she has become quite adapt at the usage of her own semblance. (Unlike someone who neglected their own. ) Though her semblance comes at a cost like all others. For example; through the tightening of muscles and focus, Yuna can control a length of water and move it however she wishes as long as its connected to its source. Though less extreme measures of water manipulation include the control of light going through the water as, Yuna can cast shimmering versions of the object within the water she is controlling to fool the enemy.
| Weapon |
Leviathan
| Personality |
Coming from a wealthy family who had locked her away from most of society, Yuna gained a lack of social etiquette and naivety thus when she joined the army, Yuna found it extremely difficult to make friends. Though she didn't fit in, Yuna found it best in her perspective to still care for others but in the process, she had gotten herself both mentally and physically hurt in the process. Yuna became wary of hurting others when she helped as she'd only made the pain worse and as her life in the army continued she grew gullible and desperate, suicidal once she felt a touch of isolation and those who managed to befriend her instantly disliked her as she stuck onto them like solid Teflon. Now, Yuna in her twenties she's become more reserved and extra quiet. Her eyes darkening toward the crowd that she couldn't face anymore...
| - Biography - |
Yuna was more privileged than most. Born into a wealthy family of musicians and artists, she started off her life with ease. At a young age, she strived to be something different, something bolder that would fit her senses of justice and adventure. However, the young child's ideas were never accepted in the family. Yuna would always be reminded to never stray from the path of her family's tradition and was forced into a life of pressure. Every turn she made to her own path was blocked by doors that would never seem to open. Though that little flicker of light still resided within her. A taste of adventure flowing within her veins as she ached for the outside world; she'd always dream of leaving the mansion she'd call home. So when Yuna came of age; she did what she hadn't expected. To join the army, bare arms with the many men and women of Mistral who protected and kept balance. Quickly after joining the army, Yuna realized the true nature of the world around her, and only after seven months of attempting the army life grew depressed as she felt isolated from the others around her. Eventually, Yuna was discharged for having a 'disability' so, Yuna returned to her home with a surprisingly warm welcome. Her parents had learned to forgive and to forget and so did, Yuna.
Age | 19
Height | 5'4
Weight | 134lb
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Height | 5'4
Weight | 134lb
Casual Outfit
canaryrose
Member
Seen
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Cerise Sorovillo
Age:
23
Gender:
Female
Affiliation:
Al'Ghazad Bandit Tribe
Height:
6'1 without the antlers, 9'4 with the antlers.
Weight:
168 pounds
Appearance:
Cerise is quite striking with a combination of curly coal-black hair, pallid skin, and red eyes. Her full lips are usually coated in dark red lipstick, due to her obsession with the color red. A large pair of caribou antlers sticks out from the top of Cerise's head, marking her as a Faunus. They're about 39 inches in length, and could easily injure someone if she rammed a person with them.
She prefers to dress loosely, the norm being a plain cotton shirt and a pair of brown pants. Her favorite form of footwear is boots, as she prefers to be comfortable instead of in those foot traps called 'heels.' She is not one to accessorize, as hats are not a possibility and she has little patience for needless trinkets and baubles. Plus, they're a liability on the battlefield. So she keeps her wardrobe simple, preferring plain rather than fancy.
Weapon:
Cerise's weapon is a bronze crossbow with its secondary form being a sword. The blade of the sword slides out of the bolt channel, serving as a guide for arrows and the blade for said sword. The limbs of the crossbow retract into the body of the barrel when it turns into a sword, with the butt of the crossbow serving as the hilt of the sword. Its name is "Vengeance".
Semblance:
Cerise can detect weaknesses in a person, both mental and physical. She knows what makes them tick and the best place to hit them. However, she only knows the bare minimum of their weaknesses and has no knowledge of their strengths. It makes her very effective as a leader, as she is able to detect weaknesses and correct them.
Personality:
- Bitter
- Harsh
- Grumpy
- Loyal
- Vengeful
Bio:
Cerise was born into a poor family of Faunus in a small town in Mistral. They often didn't have enough money to feed themselves. But her parents were loving and kind to their daughter, and gave her such love in her early years. Cerise doesn't remember much about her parents, besides small memories of her mother braiding her hair or singing her a lullaby.
But all that changed, when at the age of five a group of hateful soldiers burnt their small cottage to the ground, butchering her parents with their blades. Cerise was able to escape the soldiers, but her life was hell after that.
She became a scavenger, searching for small scraps of food to eat in trash bins. People would often shoo her away, treating her like she was but an annoying raccoon going through their trash. Which she was, in a way. Local human children would throw rocks at her, or pin her down and pull her antlers. Her earlier years were filled with so much hate- and no one really cared.
One day when was 12, she was caught rummaging through the garbage of a bandit group. Taking pity on her, they incorporated the small, starving girl in as a errand girl of sorts. She would clean their tents, or make the food for the band. For the first time in 6 years, she felt loved.
Eventually, Cerise found a mentor among the bandits who was willing to teach her the way of the crossbow. She excelled at it, and began rising the ranks of the tribe quickly. By the time she was 20, she had ascended to the position of leader. Under her lead, the tribe became more ruthless and organized.
Pretty soon, Cerise and her tribe were feared all around Mistral. They would strike with no warning, and within the cover of darkness, no one ever saw their faces. The only face anyone ever remembers is a woman with large caribou antlers. A woman with red lips the color of blood, black hair the color of coal and pallid skin.
Cerise has a large bounty on her head- although she had been presumed dead since she was six. No one knew her name- so they referred to her only as "Doe" due to her huge antlers.
When Cerise heard the rallying call, she hadn't wanted to go. But it was eventually figured out that someone would have to go. So Cerise went, and put her Second in Command in charge for the time being. She just hopes that no bounty hunter will end up recognizing her.
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Seen
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Name: Erich Zann
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Vacuo Human Mercenary Corps
Semblance: Call of the Void - Erich is capable of redirecting forces. This ability is, of course, limited by his perception of the forces - something he cannot see or feel cannot be redirected. He is also limited by the amount of time he's given to react to the incoming force. With more concentration, he is also capable of modifying the magnitude of the force, redirected or not.
Weapon: Azathoth's Voice
A Dust-infused battle violin built by Erich during a fit of manic inspiration. The Dust is activated by playing the violin, resulting in a variety of sound-based spells. Dust of the four primary colors is stored in the belly of the violin. Erich mixes the dust infused in the strings with the bow in order to create different elemental effects. In physical combat, the bow of the violin can be wielded as a sword and the violin as an axe.
Personality: Calling Erich a "strong silent type" would be an understatement. Next to nobody who knows him claims to have heard him speak, and those that do are never taken seriously. Even those who believe actions speak louder than words find that Erich is a quiet man. Erich's subtle actions leave many unsure of what makes the man tick. Erich prefers to communicate through slight gestures and, on rare occasions, through music played on Azathoth's Voice.
Bio: Erich grew up in a small village on the outskirts of Vale, near the border with Vacuo. Despite his humble hometown, his family was by no means poor, but they were likewise nowhere near the realms of the rich. He was a quiet boy, notably crying far less than expected of a baby. It is unknown whether Erich spoke as a child; however, it is known that his parents had him learn the violin as a way of expressing himself out of worry that he was too quiet.
Erich's venture into warfare began when his village became caught in the midst of the fight between the Humans and Faunus of Vale and Vacuo. He and his family escaped unscathed, but their home was left in shambles and many of his friends were left lying in the wreckage. His family moved to a city where the walls would provide a sense of security, then Erich left for battle. He first went to the Faunus, thinking their noble fight for rights to be a sign that they would be more accepting of his silence. Instead, he was met by suspicion and hostility, which ultimately chased him into the arms of a band of Human mercenaries based in Vacuo.
The mercenaries took him in, teaching him to use his Semblance and fight with basic weaponry. By the time the Grimm made themselves known, Erich had designed and built Azathoth's voice and become a familiar face in the ranks of the Human militia. When the joint effort against the Grimm was announced, the Vacuo Human Mercenary Corps had one name at the top of their list to nominate for the effort. Thus, Erich made his way to Fort Beacon to receive his new assignment and marching orders.
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Vacuo Human Mercenary Corps
Semblance: Call of the Void - Erich is capable of redirecting forces. This ability is, of course, limited by his perception of the forces - something he cannot see or feel cannot be redirected. He is also limited by the amount of time he's given to react to the incoming force. With more concentration, he is also capable of modifying the magnitude of the force, redirected or not.
Weapon: Azathoth's Voice
A Dust-infused battle violin built by Erich during a fit of manic inspiration. The Dust is activated by playing the violin, resulting in a variety of sound-based spells. Dust of the four primary colors is stored in the belly of the violin. Erich mixes the dust infused in the strings with the bow in order to create different elemental effects. In physical combat, the bow of the violin can be wielded as a sword and the violin as an axe.
Personality: Calling Erich a "strong silent type" would be an understatement. Next to nobody who knows him claims to have heard him speak, and those that do are never taken seriously. Even those who believe actions speak louder than words find that Erich is a quiet man. Erich's subtle actions leave many unsure of what makes the man tick. Erich prefers to communicate through slight gestures and, on rare occasions, through music played on Azathoth's Voice.
Bio: Erich grew up in a small village on the outskirts of Vale, near the border with Vacuo. Despite his humble hometown, his family was by no means poor, but they were likewise nowhere near the realms of the rich. He was a quiet boy, notably crying far less than expected of a baby. It is unknown whether Erich spoke as a child; however, it is known that his parents had him learn the violin as a way of expressing himself out of worry that he was too quiet.
Erich's venture into warfare began when his village became caught in the midst of the fight between the Humans and Faunus of Vale and Vacuo. He and his family escaped unscathed, but their home was left in shambles and many of his friends were left lying in the wreckage. His family moved to a city where the walls would provide a sense of security, then Erich left for battle. He first went to the Faunus, thinking their noble fight for rights to be a sign that they would be more accepting of his silence. Instead, he was met by suspicion and hostility, which ultimately chased him into the arms of a band of Human mercenaries based in Vacuo.
The mercenaries took him in, teaching him to use his Semblance and fight with basic weaponry. By the time the Grimm made themselves known, Erich had designed and built Azathoth's voice and become a familiar face in the ranks of the Human militia. When the joint effort against the Grimm was announced, the Vacuo Human Mercenary Corps had one name at the top of their list to nominate for the effort. Thus, Erich made his way to Fort Beacon to receive his new assignment and marching orders.
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|Male|23|Faunus/Wolf|White Fang|Born In Vacuo|
Onyx is a tall Faunus, standing roughly at 186 centimetres. Even through his height, he shows great flexibility, weighing in at only 69 kilos. His body type has mesomorphic traits-being light and muscular, convenient for manoeuvrability and climbing.
He has a bronze pigmentation with identical runes tattooed on either arm. The tattoos are wrist to shoulder length-and vise versa, followed by a White Fang emblem that covers a large area of his upper back and measures across to his shoulder blades.
Among his chiselled features, He bares distinct byzantium eyes that glimmer in direct sunlight. When he is not hooded, a head of velvety charcoal hair is seen cascading outwards, ending at his collar bone.
Onyx's discreet personality goes in tune with his unrevealing dress sense, preferring to wear cloaks that allow him to stay anonymous in times that are best suited. Due to growing up in Vacuo, Onyx chooses to wear his draping cloaks even in the warmest of Vale's weather, sometimes making people wonder why he isn't boiling hot under such thick clothing. In terms of the lower proportion of his body, Onyx wears a pair of leather sandals matched with harem style trousers, the bottoms of which are held up with silk gauze wrap to expose his ankles. Such attire allows him to maneuver with ease, resenting any clothing that is too tight and restraining.
He has a bronze pigmentation with identical runes tattooed on either arm. The tattoos are wrist to shoulder length-and vise versa, followed by a White Fang emblem that covers a large area of his upper back and measures across to his shoulder blades.
Among his chiselled features, He bares distinct byzantium eyes that glimmer in direct sunlight. When he is not hooded, a head of velvety charcoal hair is seen cascading outwards, ending at his collar bone.
Onyx's discreet personality goes in tune with his unrevealing dress sense, preferring to wear cloaks that allow him to stay anonymous in times that are best suited. Due to growing up in Vacuo, Onyx chooses to wear his draping cloaks even in the warmest of Vale's weather, sometimes making people wonder why he isn't boiling hot under such thick clothing. In terms of the lower proportion of his body, Onyx wears a pair of leather sandals matched with harem style trousers, the bottoms of which are held up with silk gauze wrap to expose his ankles. Such attire allows him to maneuver with ease, resenting any clothing that is too tight and restraining.
|Teleportation: Identical to Nightcrawler's ability from X-Men. However, after a specified number of uses, the affiliated user becomes fatigued-making them less useful in combat; as well as a higher vulnerability to lethal damage. The affiliated user can also transport others with this ability. However, doing so doubles the consumption of aura.|
|Just a rough aspect of the teleportation ability in relation to a user's Aura|
[Aura = 100]
[Teleportation = 10]
[Teleportation of others = 20]
[Aura restoration rate = 5 per minute]
|The Shadow-Banes|
|The Shadow-Banes are two, twin, melee weapons that are capable of inflicting large amounts of damage. The lower blade is designed specifically for parrying opposing weapons. Onyx uses parrying as a quick getaway. His ability over teleportation allows him to find a safer position to counterattack from-in the blink of an eye. This is useful against enemies that could have a negative affect at close proximity.|
|The Shadow-Banes are two, twin, melee weapons that are capable of inflicting large amounts of damage. The lower blade is designed specifically for parrying opposing weapons. Onyx uses parrying as a quick getaway. His ability over teleportation allows him to find a safer position to counterattack from-in the blink of an eye. This is useful against enemies that could have a negative affect at close proximity.|
|The Back-up|
|Onyx wields a 'Back-Up' on both wrists; used for both stealth assassinations and open melee combat. It consists of a blade which can be discreetly extended or retracted from a mechanism; worn on the user's wrist by thrusting it, utilised in conjunction with a protective bracer.|
|The 'Back-Up' on his left wrist has the ability to fire an anchor rope. The blade expands to the shape of an anchor rope hook, allowing a convenient way to grapple onto(or over) obstructions. The blade can also be fired into materials softer than stone. Once at a reasonable depth(or grappled securely), the blade expands to a hook shape. This creates a firm hold whilst the self-insulating rope pulls Onyx towards or over his obstacle.|
|Stingers|
|Named through the similarities of shape to an insect's stinger. The 'Stings' have close similarities to throwing daggers, the way in which the user can make sudden ranged attacks without the need to reload. A 'Sting' entails the ability to lodge into a target, giving seconds before executing a moderate sized explosion. On the other hand, due to their shape and size, Onyx only chooses to store six stings on him at any given time. Granted that he has access to his personal armoury.|
|Onyx wields a 'Back-Up' on both wrists; used for both stealth assassinations and open melee combat. It consists of a blade which can be discreetly extended or retracted from a mechanism; worn on the user's wrist by thrusting it, utilised in conjunction with a protective bracer.|
|The 'Back-Up' on his left wrist has the ability to fire an anchor rope. The blade expands to the shape of an anchor rope hook, allowing a convenient way to grapple onto(or over) obstructions. The blade can also be fired into materials softer than stone. Once at a reasonable depth(or grappled securely), the blade expands to a hook shape. This creates a firm hold whilst the self-insulating rope pulls Onyx towards or over his obstacle.|
|Stingers|
|Named through the similarities of shape to an insect's stinger. The 'Stings' have close similarities to throwing daggers, the way in which the user can make sudden ranged attacks without the need to reload. A 'Sting' entails the ability to lodge into a target, giving seconds before executing a moderate sized explosion. On the other hand, due to their shape and size, Onyx only chooses to store six stings on him at any given time. Granted that he has access to his personal armoury.|
At first encounter, Onyx tends to come across as stern and reserved-especially towards Humans. It requires hefty patience to earn Onyx's trust outside of 'The White Fang'. The world is a dangerous and dishonest place after all, for both Humans and Faunus. Onyx has been accustomed with this ideology years before his coming of age, making him vigilant towards anyone shy of his trust; gaining few friends due to this perception. Although, he has always been content with the outcomes relating to such.|
Onyx's regards towards being solely independent saves him many self-proclaimed inconveniences. As well as his sense of humour, which is consequently sarcastic towards his new acquaintances. Onyx purposely avoids revealing his private life, helping him to maintain emotionally unattached to people with uncertain motives.
However, In the face of his peers, Onyx doesn't shy away from a challenge. This is due to his assured inner regard, fuelled by hardened tasks given to him by 'The White Fang'. He admires courage, loyalty and discipline; anyone imperceptible to such is portrayed as inadequate for his time and patience.
Towards familiar faces, Onyx is still fairly reserved. Although, he comes across as sympathetic, courageous, and trustworthy. There's little he wouldn't do to help out a considered ally-especially an associate of 'The White Fang'.
Onyx is conscientious towards his duties as a member of 'The White Fang', showing great ambition to uphold it's reputation and strength.
Onyx's regards towards being solely independent saves him many self-proclaimed inconveniences. As well as his sense of humour, which is consequently sarcastic towards his new acquaintances. Onyx purposely avoids revealing his private life, helping him to maintain emotionally unattached to people with uncertain motives.
However, In the face of his peers, Onyx doesn't shy away from a challenge. This is due to his assured inner regard, fuelled by hardened tasks given to him by 'The White Fang'. He admires courage, loyalty and discipline; anyone imperceptible to such is portrayed as inadequate for his time and patience.
Towards familiar faces, Onyx is still fairly reserved. Although, he comes across as sympathetic, courageous, and trustworthy. There's little he wouldn't do to help out a considered ally-especially an associate of 'The White Fang'.
Onyx is conscientious towards his duties as a member of 'The White Fang', showing great ambition to uphold it's reputation and strength.
After the 'Great War', Onyx moved to Menagerie with his Mother and Father. Onyx's Father immediately continued his mentoring as they settled into their new home. He taught his son to become a skilled fighter, taking measures to ensure Onyx would stand ready against the hostile forces within Remnant. Witnessing relatives fall to both sword and Grimm, drove Onyx's Father to engage every day with hefty amounts of training. This made Onyx a perilous warrior, rather than an affectionate son. Although, Onyx knew the countermeasures to be made in such precarious times.
At one point in time, it became apparent to Onyx's Father that Humans were adamant about having all Faunus live solely in Menagerie, causing an uproar within the Faunus communities. The Humans countermanded the rights the Faunus earned in their participation in the Great War. This sparked hostilities that soon began the Faunus War. Onyx's Father knew full well of the sacrifice his relatives gave for the sake of Remnant; only for Faunus to be treated as inferior. This made him eager to join the ranks of his brethren.
Onyx was forced to stay in Menagerie whilst his Father was off fighting for all Faunus across remnant. The war was a sluggish and bloodied one at that. And as if a curse had been cast on the Ebony bloodline through the conflicts of war, Onyx's Father failed to return from the crusade for Faunus equality.
Onyx had felt no gain to the loss of his Father's life. It certainly didn't help that the Human kingdoms soon made Menagerie into one large 'labor' camp for the Faunus. Onyx was forced to evade with his life, leaving behind his Mother in the process. He escaped to join the White Fang organisation, which was set up and intended to serve as a prospective "symbol of war between Humans and the Faunus". However, the Humans continued to sustain the consecutive conflict against the Faunus. Enraged by the scenario, Onyx swore to finish what his Father had hoped to achieve, prevailing many feats during the strategy displayed by the Fauna.
The White Fang (as well as the rest of Remnant), began to feel the growing strength of Grimm. Once the Fauna and Humans came to a neutral term, Onyx decided to revisit his Mother at Menagerie. Not long after arriving at Menagerie, Onyx heard rumours that Mantle had been overrun by the Grimm.
Thus, a rallying call has been sounded. Any able-bodied persons capable of fighting are to meet in Fort Beacon, for immediate assignment into units. It could not come at a more opportune time- The Grimm are nearly at Vale's gates. And just like that, the Ebony's had been called to fight once again.
At one point in time, it became apparent to Onyx's Father that Humans were adamant about having all Faunus live solely in Menagerie, causing an uproar within the Faunus communities. The Humans countermanded the rights the Faunus earned in their participation in the Great War. This sparked hostilities that soon began the Faunus War. Onyx's Father knew full well of the sacrifice his relatives gave for the sake of Remnant; only for Faunus to be treated as inferior. This made him eager to join the ranks of his brethren.
Onyx was forced to stay in Menagerie whilst his Father was off fighting for all Faunus across remnant. The war was a sluggish and bloodied one at that. And as if a curse had been cast on the Ebony bloodline through the conflicts of war, Onyx's Father failed to return from the crusade for Faunus equality.
Onyx had felt no gain to the loss of his Father's life. It certainly didn't help that the Human kingdoms soon made Menagerie into one large 'labor' camp for the Faunus. Onyx was forced to evade with his life, leaving behind his Mother in the process. He escaped to join the White Fang organisation, which was set up and intended to serve as a prospective "symbol of war between Humans and the Faunus". However, the Humans continued to sustain the consecutive conflict against the Faunus. Enraged by the scenario, Onyx swore to finish what his Father had hoped to achieve, prevailing many feats during the strategy displayed by the Fauna.
The White Fang (as well as the rest of Remnant), began to feel the growing strength of Grimm. Once the Fauna and Humans came to a neutral term, Onyx decided to revisit his Mother at Menagerie. Not long after arriving at Menagerie, Onyx heard rumours that Mantle had been overrun by the Grimm.
Thus, a rallying call has been sounded. Any able-bodied persons capable of fighting are to meet in Fort Beacon, for immediate assignment into units. It could not come at a more opportune time- The Grimm are nearly at Vale's gates. And just like that, the Ebony's had been called to fight once again.
The Ebony lineage is a voracious bloodline, particularly carried by the males, whose eyes are a distinct byzantium colour. The son's, more than commonly, inherited an identical semblance, passed down from the father's concentrated gene pool. The semblance gave the user the ability of teleportation, disappearing inside of a thinning black smoke, only to re-appear again in another thought-out location.
It is family tradition for the Father's to teach their sons the ways of their semblance, along with the agility required to preform effectively. They followed the practises passed down from Father to Son, which focuses on self-defence, Parkour, tactical analysis, and control over aura. Furthermore, the teachings of their world around them, particularly the Grimm.
Once an Ebony is trained to a recommended level of skill, he ventures accompanied by others in his bloodline to different parts of Vacuo. There they'll combat the forces of Grimm, or attended to the needs of the villages. Whether it be ruthless villains, or blood-thirsty bandits. Their semblances gave them the power to protect the most vulnerable against such threats.
The Ebony's made their homes within a close proximity of one another. They understood the world was a rough place, and that family is paramount above all else. Briefly trusting anyone outside of their family circle, The 'Ebony' lineage swore to protect their own in times of great peril. However, times of war, and the recent germinating Grimm put pressure on the surrounding land. The people of Vacuo needed them, and they would do what is necessary to protect their own from the impending danger.
The Ebony lineage in Vacuo dates back before the time of the 'Great War'. A time where their land was abundant with resources; the largest Dust deposit ever recorded in Remnant's history. These favourable conditions allowed the people of Vacuo to flourish. However, Vacuo was an easy target for exploitation by other Kingdoms, who wished to claim their vast resources for themselves. The Ebony lineage witnessed brutality after brutality; eventually baring arms against the acts of cruelty. Years of warfare, mining and ecological disasters exhausted Vacuo's resources, and transformed the once rich Kingdom into a wasteland of heavy industry and makeshift settlements. The Ebony's endeavoured to help as many people as they could, though scarce resources and frequent attacks from Grimm put them under great pressure. Many people were lost in the conflict, forcing them to move from place to place. The people of Vacuo eventually succumbed to a near crushing defeat. Mantle and Mistral establishing a presence in Vacuo. Many Ebony's lost their lives in the affrays that changed the face of the kingdom.
Not long after a massive ten-year conflict known as the Great War began. For a time, Vacuo remained neutral, due to Mantle and Mistral having established a presence in their territory in the years prior, leaving Vale to fend for itself. After a while, Mistral and Mantle attempted to pressure Vacuo into fighting alongside them. Although, Vacuo came to realise if Vale was defeated, there would be no one left to stop the other two kingdoms from conquering them. The Ebony's partook in the fighting to push the other two kingdoms' presence out of the territory. Vacuo eventually allied themselves with Vale.
During the war, Grimm attacks increased worldwide, and as a result, Vacuo lost many of its settlements to the creatures, some of which were never reclaimed.
The Great War finally came to an end with the deadliest battle in the war's history. Mistral and Mantle attempted to take Vacuo's Dust mines to cut off Vale and Vacuo's supply. Vacuo's army fought alongside Vale's, with the help of the remaining Ebony bloodline, who is said to have laid waste to countless men. Although, there was only one Ebony who had survived the battle. This included his son named Onyx, who resided back at home, still with many years of training ahead of him. He would need it for the path awaiting him to follow.
With the war over, efforts were made for everyone worldwide to reach compromise, in hopes that the Kingdoms would never go to war again. One of these efforts involved giving Faunus equal rights and ownership of Menagerie. Soon after, The remaining Ebony's migrated to Menagerie. They mourned the lost the family had suffered from the 'Great War', but became content that the world had become a somewhat, less dangerous place.
Over time, it became apparent that Humans were adamant about having all Faunus live solely in Menagerie. Such a confinement would also jeopardise the rights earned by Faunus in the Great War. Many Faunus, including Onyx's Father, felt betrayed by the humans. The same people who'd fought by their side, now indicated a bitter repugnance. Onyx's Father retaliated alongside his fellow Faunus, sparking the Revolution which soon gave birth to the 'Faunus War'.
Although little information is available regarding the actual chronology of the war, the Battle of Fort Castle in the third year of the war is widely regarded as the turning point. The inexperienced leader of the Human forces, General Lagune, attempted to catch the enemy off-guard in a nocturnal attack. The Faunus were able to leverage their advantage of near-perfect night vision and soundly defeated the larger army. However, Onyx's Father was killed in the Battle of Fort Castle, leaving Onyx as the last remaining male of the Ebony lineage.
It is family tradition for the Father's to teach their sons the ways of their semblance, along with the agility required to preform effectively. They followed the practises passed down from Father to Son, which focuses on self-defence, Parkour, tactical analysis, and control over aura. Furthermore, the teachings of their world around them, particularly the Grimm.
Once an Ebony is trained to a recommended level of skill, he ventures accompanied by others in his bloodline to different parts of Vacuo. There they'll combat the forces of Grimm, or attended to the needs of the villages. Whether it be ruthless villains, or blood-thirsty bandits. Their semblances gave them the power to protect the most vulnerable against such threats.
The Ebony's made their homes within a close proximity of one another. They understood the world was a rough place, and that family is paramount above all else. Briefly trusting anyone outside of their family circle, The 'Ebony' lineage swore to protect their own in times of great peril. However, times of war, and the recent germinating Grimm put pressure on the surrounding land. The people of Vacuo needed them, and they would do what is necessary to protect their own from the impending danger.
The Ebony lineage in Vacuo dates back before the time of the 'Great War'. A time where their land was abundant with resources; the largest Dust deposit ever recorded in Remnant's history. These favourable conditions allowed the people of Vacuo to flourish. However, Vacuo was an easy target for exploitation by other Kingdoms, who wished to claim their vast resources for themselves. The Ebony lineage witnessed brutality after brutality; eventually baring arms against the acts of cruelty. Years of warfare, mining and ecological disasters exhausted Vacuo's resources, and transformed the once rich Kingdom into a wasteland of heavy industry and makeshift settlements. The Ebony's endeavoured to help as many people as they could, though scarce resources and frequent attacks from Grimm put them under great pressure. Many people were lost in the conflict, forcing them to move from place to place. The people of Vacuo eventually succumbed to a near crushing defeat. Mantle and Mistral establishing a presence in Vacuo. Many Ebony's lost their lives in the affrays that changed the face of the kingdom.
Not long after a massive ten-year conflict known as the Great War began. For a time, Vacuo remained neutral, due to Mantle and Mistral having established a presence in their territory in the years prior, leaving Vale to fend for itself. After a while, Mistral and Mantle attempted to pressure Vacuo into fighting alongside them. Although, Vacuo came to realise if Vale was defeated, there would be no one left to stop the other two kingdoms from conquering them. The Ebony's partook in the fighting to push the other two kingdoms' presence out of the territory. Vacuo eventually allied themselves with Vale.
During the war, Grimm attacks increased worldwide, and as a result, Vacuo lost many of its settlements to the creatures, some of which were never reclaimed.
The Great War finally came to an end with the deadliest battle in the war's history. Mistral and Mantle attempted to take Vacuo's Dust mines to cut off Vale and Vacuo's supply. Vacuo's army fought alongside Vale's, with the help of the remaining Ebony bloodline, who is said to have laid waste to countless men. Although, there was only one Ebony who had survived the battle. This included his son named Onyx, who resided back at home, still with many years of training ahead of him. He would need it for the path awaiting him to follow.
With the war over, efforts were made for everyone worldwide to reach compromise, in hopes that the Kingdoms would never go to war again. One of these efforts involved giving Faunus equal rights and ownership of Menagerie. Soon after, The remaining Ebony's migrated to Menagerie. They mourned the lost the family had suffered from the 'Great War', but became content that the world had become a somewhat, less dangerous place.
Over time, it became apparent that Humans were adamant about having all Faunus live solely in Menagerie. Such a confinement would also jeopardise the rights earned by Faunus in the Great War. Many Faunus, including Onyx's Father, felt betrayed by the humans. The same people who'd fought by their side, now indicated a bitter repugnance. Onyx's Father retaliated alongside his fellow Faunus, sparking the Revolution which soon gave birth to the 'Faunus War'.
Although little information is available regarding the actual chronology of the war, the Battle of Fort Castle in the third year of the war is widely regarded as the turning point. The inexperienced leader of the Human forces, General Lagune, attempted to catch the enemy off-guard in a nocturnal attack. The Faunus were able to leverage their advantage of near-perfect night vision and soundly defeated the larger army. However, Onyx's Father was killed in the Battle of Fort Castle, leaving Onyx as the last remaining male of the Ebony lineage.
Forsythe Graf von Kaffeetrinken
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*nevermind*
InfiniteEmbers
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Ugh... black font dark background... MUST you? XD Not everyone has perfect eyesight. And I mean... Onyx Ebony... His color is black, WE GET IT xD
Edited, sorry for the inconvenience.
LarayiaHunter I'm Batman
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Appearance: You can kind of get an idea here larayiahunter.deviantart.com/gallery/5.. but I will draw her in the RWBY universe later if I'm accepted...
Name: Ashe Azzurra
Race: Faunus
Faunus Abilities: Ashe is a bluebird faunus. She has a pair of wings that gives her the ability to fly. She also, like all faunus, can see in the dark. Her senses of sight and smell are much sharper than a human's.
Gender: Chick
Age: 22
Affiliation: Mercenary for the White Fang. She's not a full fledged member of the Fang, but she occasionally takes jobs from them when it suits her.
Semblance: Aura Translation- Ashe can create energy blasts that she fires out of her hands using her aura. The aura converts itself into a blast of blue light that can burn, knock back, and disintegrate its target. However, seeing as her semblance is based on her aura level, only works when she has aura left to spare. The bigger the blast, the less aura she has left. This can make her very vulnerable at times.
Weapon: Vertigo and Hunterson- Ashe uses a bracer/gauntlet themed weapon that has three forms. The main forum would be its gauntlet forum, which acts as a blunt force weapon for when she is up close and personal with her target. The second forum is its ranged weapon, which shoots tiny pellet like explosive at the target. The final transformation is when the weapon compacts on itself and become long, crescent like blades that protrude from a bracer-like piece of armor. Even though this forum can cause some damage, Ashe prefers to use it more defensively. I will draw the three forms if accepted...
Personality: Ashe has a very rough persona that always surrounds her. She has the mouth of a sailor and the uneducated sass of a politician. She is always trying to cause a commotion so she has a reason to start a physical fight. Fighting is her life. Because of this, she is very hard to get along with, but once you earn her trust, she is as loyal as a dog. Ashe has morals and rules that she never breaks, no matter what the cost. Ashe will kill the old, injured, sick, healthy, poor, rich, but absolutely not anyone under the age of 18. She refuses to kill children, even if they are human children. She also only kills those who she sees fit to be killed, like those who are corrupt, tyrants, or just plain cruel. Ashe seems like the loner type, but she really likes to have people around her. Even though she does terrible things at times, she likes to think that she is a hero and just wants to protect others. She uses the money she makes from commissions usually to help homeless or sick faunus children.
Bio: Ashe was born into the White Fang, but never truly agreed with their beliefs. Her parents had been high ranking members due to their talented fighting abilities. They trained Ashe in several different types of fighting and taught her about weapons until she was 12. It was on her 12th birthday that she was sent on her first mission to help steal dust for the Fang's efforts. While Ashe was out fighting, her parents were murdered by human mercenaries. Usually, a child would be distraught at the loss of their parents, but Ashe was unusually calm. Instead of showing any weakness or signs of mourning, Ashe disappeared. It was thought that she had died, but a few years later, Ashe came back looking for commissions from the White Fang. She had become what had killed her parents. Her kill count was at 72 human kills, 26 faunus kills, and countless Grimm kills. While she was gone by herself, she had built herself a weapon and trained with bandits and murderers. Ever since then, she had worked with the White Fang as a partner rather than for them. Her kill count steady increases as the days go on.
Name: Ashe Azzurra
Race: Faunus
Faunus Abilities: Ashe is a bluebird faunus. She has a pair of wings that gives her the ability to fly. She also, like all faunus, can see in the dark. Her senses of sight and smell are much sharper than a human's.
Gender: Chick
Age: 22
Affiliation: Mercenary for the White Fang. She's not a full fledged member of the Fang, but she occasionally takes jobs from them when it suits her.
Semblance: Aura Translation- Ashe can create energy blasts that she fires out of her hands using her aura. The aura converts itself into a blast of blue light that can burn, knock back, and disintegrate its target. However, seeing as her semblance is based on her aura level, only works when she has aura left to spare. The bigger the blast, the less aura she has left. This can make her very vulnerable at times.
Weapon: Vertigo and Hunterson- Ashe uses a bracer/gauntlet themed weapon that has three forms. The main forum would be its gauntlet forum, which acts as a blunt force weapon for when she is up close and personal with her target. The second forum is its ranged weapon, which shoots tiny pellet like explosive at the target. The final transformation is when the weapon compacts on itself and become long, crescent like blades that protrude from a bracer-like piece of armor. Even though this forum can cause some damage, Ashe prefers to use it more defensively. I will draw the three forms if accepted...
Personality: Ashe has a very rough persona that always surrounds her. She has the mouth of a sailor and the uneducated sass of a politician. She is always trying to cause a commotion so she has a reason to start a physical fight. Fighting is her life. Because of this, she is very hard to get along with, but once you earn her trust, she is as loyal as a dog. Ashe has morals and rules that she never breaks, no matter what the cost. Ashe will kill the old, injured, sick, healthy, poor, rich, but absolutely not anyone under the age of 18. She refuses to kill children, even if they are human children. She also only kills those who she sees fit to be killed, like those who are corrupt, tyrants, or just plain cruel. Ashe seems like the loner type, but she really likes to have people around her. Even though she does terrible things at times, she likes to think that she is a hero and just wants to protect others. She uses the money she makes from commissions usually to help homeless or sick faunus children.
Bio: Ashe was born into the White Fang, but never truly agreed with their beliefs. Her parents had been high ranking members due to their talented fighting abilities. They trained Ashe in several different types of fighting and taught her about weapons until she was 12. It was on her 12th birthday that she was sent on her first mission to help steal dust for the Fang's efforts. While Ashe was out fighting, her parents were murdered by human mercenaries. Usually, a child would be distraught at the loss of their parents, but Ashe was unusually calm. Instead of showing any weakness or signs of mourning, Ashe disappeared. It was thought that she had died, but a few years later, Ashe came back looking for commissions from the White Fang. She had become what had killed her parents. Her kill count was at 72 human kills, 26 faunus kills, and countless Grimm kills. While she was gone by herself, she had built herself a weapon and trained with bandits and murderers. Ever since then, she had worked with the White Fang as a partner rather than for them. Her kill count steady increases as the days go on.
Sketcher The Sketchful
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Orion Aldrick
| Race |
Human
| Gender |
Male
| Age |
20
Affiliation:
N/A
| Semblance |
Orion's semblance, Gaia's Grasp, allows him to alter the effect of gravity on objects and people. He can make objects and people he touches heavier or lighter. Anyone can dispel these effects at the cost of some aura through contact. Besides that, at the cost of high amounts of aura, he can use this ability as an area of effect technique, altering the battlefield into a surreal shape by changing the center of gravity for small areas.
| Weapons |
| Personality |
On the surface, Orion is a kind young man with a tame yet ever-present smile. During combat, he's almost always strictly no-nonsense, focusing on the battle in front of him. He can come off as a bit smug the way he talks about certain subjects. He carries himself in battle with the same grace he has in every day life. Despite never having been a part of any sort of elite upper class circle, he can give off that vibe due to the importance he gives to the way he presents himself. However, he's less worried about designer clothes than he is about simply being proper.
| - Biography - |
Orion came from a family that could only be described as bohemean intellectuals. His father was an essayist, and his mother a composer. They lived a less than modest life, living in a cramped little house in a village no one had heard of. Throughout his childhood, Orion looked up to his father, unintentionally mimicking him in many ways, be it the way he sat, spoke or argued. By the time he reached the age of ten, he moved to Mistral where his grandparents on his mother's side lived.
While his father's family was just as his father was, Orion's mother's parents were both skilled warriors. From that ripe young age, they taught him, in their opinion, how to be a real man. In the morning, he'd go to school to continue his studies, and in the evenings, he'd be back home to train under his grandparents. They didn't have a position for him in mind either. They didn't dream to have him become some hunter, a mercenary for hire. They simply wanted to keep the skill in the family.
At the age of 18, he left home, having mastered his semblance and combat as much as he could under his grandparents. He decided to become the one thing his grandparents wanted the least: a Huntsman.
Human
| Gender |
Male
| Age |
20
Affiliation:
N/A
| Semblance |
Orion's semblance, Gaia's Grasp, allows him to alter the effect of gravity on objects and people. He can make objects and people he touches heavier or lighter. Anyone can dispel these effects at the cost of some aura through contact. Besides that, at the cost of high amounts of aura, he can use this ability as an area of effect technique, altering the battlefield into a surreal shape by changing the center of gravity for small areas.
| Weapons |
| Personality |
On the surface, Orion is a kind young man with a tame yet ever-present smile. During combat, he's almost always strictly no-nonsense, focusing on the battle in front of him. He can come off as a bit smug the way he talks about certain subjects. He carries himself in battle with the same grace he has in every day life. Despite never having been a part of any sort of elite upper class circle, he can give off that vibe due to the importance he gives to the way he presents himself. However, he's less worried about designer clothes than he is about simply being proper.
| - Biography - |
Orion came from a family that could only be described as bohemean intellectuals. His father was an essayist, and his mother a composer. They lived a less than modest life, living in a cramped little house in a village no one had heard of. Throughout his childhood, Orion looked up to his father, unintentionally mimicking him in many ways, be it the way he sat, spoke or argued. By the time he reached the age of ten, he moved to Mistral where his grandparents on his mother's side lived.
While his father's family was just as his father was, Orion's mother's parents were both skilled warriors. From that ripe young age, they taught him, in their opinion, how to be a real man. In the morning, he'd go to school to continue his studies, and in the evenings, he'd be back home to train under his grandparents. They didn't have a position for him in mind either. They didn't dream to have him become some hunter, a mercenary for hire. They simply wanted to keep the skill in the family.
At the age of 18, he left home, having mastered his semblance and combat as much as he could under his grandparents. He decided to become the one thing his grandparents wanted the least: a Huntsman.
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