[OOC] RWBY: Illuminate (Closed)

[TheWendil]

Just to clarify again, but color names only refer to first names and not surnames, yes?

[Liberator]

Just to clarify again, but color names only refer to first names and not surnames, yes?

@TheWindel

Yep!

[Mercurial]

Right, I believe my sheet is finished. Hopefully no glaring problems.

Hider

Name: Jing-Que Xue
Nickname: Jing
Age: 17
Race: Human
Appearance:

Hider

Her hair is a deep red colour and her eyes are a simple brown. She is exceptionally tall, to the point that the average man would be short in comparison. It can be plainly seen that she uses a lot of products on her face, and she always appears to be immaculately dressed, no matter the occasion.

Personality: Jing-Que was born and raised a noble lady, and her upbringing shows clearly. She is polite and formal to a fault, and always carries herself with a stiff upper lip. It is rare to see her exhibit strong emotions in a casual setting. In conversation, she is usually seen to be going through the motions, saying banal things like “How are you?”, “The weather is nice today” and so forth, at least with a relative stranger. With someone she knows better, she does open up a bit more, though she never entirely drops the formal act.

The strangest thing about Jing is her unhealthy interest in combat. She isn’t interested in technical talk about weapons and tactics and such, but she certainly has an all too apparent obsession with fighting and hurting an opponent. She tends to be experimental with her attacks in an almost cruel fashion, especially with non-humanoid enemies, solely for the purpose of eliciting unique reactions. She is not at all bashful about being interested in dissecting creatures such as Grimm. She tends to look into subjects that help her pursue this bizarre hobby of hers; biology, anatomy, even physics if she thinks it will lead to something intriguing. While her investment in such things is weird to say the least, Jing is not in fact an evil person by any means. When confronted with a humanoid opponent, she tends to reign in her impulses, though she doesn’t always have the best control of them.

History: Born in the lap of luxury to an old family in Vale, Jing-Que was born on the assumption she would grow up to be a proper lady. As a very traditional family, the Xue household didn’t tend to place weapons in the hands of their girls. For many years, Jing never saw a lick of violence and never expected to do so. However, she one day observed her father practising his swordplay and asked if she could try it out. In spite of their traditional leanings, her father didn’t see any harm in letting her play around with some practise weapons for a little bit, and so let her have a try.

That day was the day of his biggest regret. The moment Jing got her hands of a weapon, even though it was just a piece of wood, something awoke in her that would plague the family for some time to come. Enamoured with the idea of fighting, Jing continued to practise with weaponry. She even began to skip out on other lessons just to keep swinging a sword. Eventually, she asked if she could face her eldest brother in a sparring match. More amused than concerned at this point, both father and brother agreed to the match. The amusement disappeared when Jing handily defeated her brother. But it wasn’t enough for her to manage one victory. Since then, she started challenging all kinds of people around the Xue household to fights. In her enthusiasm, she ended up injuring many junior members of the household guard. She began to terrify her own family with how invested she was in fighting.

When her semblance was discovered, her father immediately worried she might use it on the wrong person. It was here that she was ushered into the academy program, where they hoped she could channel her bloodlust into a better cause. While she knew her family was trying to get rid of her in part, Jing was more than eager to pursue a career as a huntress, content to fight creatures that nobody would cry over when she cut them into pieces.

Weapon:
-Dadao

Hider

A simplistic broadsword in a traditional style that is the weapon of choice for Jing. Something that Jing took with her from home, it possesses no special qualities other than being a good, solid blade.

-Pistol

Hider

A pistol bought for Jing for her career as a huntress. Lacking in alternative ranged capabilities, this sidearm is what Jing pulls out when she needs to fight at a distance.

Semblance: Serration – This semblance allows Jing to apply a serrated, saw like edge to her weaponry. This has the effect of magnifying the cutting potential of whatever she applies it to, allowing her to cut through multiple enemies with ease. She can also apply this effect to individual bullets fired from her gun, effectively giving them an armour piercing quality.

Other: She is partial to a good, meaty steak.

[Liberator]

@Mercurial Accepted! Great app!

[Mixtape Ghost N]

If we end up with an odd number, then that could come in handy.

That being said, when do you think we should close applications? Also check the GM Chat brah.

@Liberator

Well, given that I bitterly anticipate that 70% of our applicants are going to drop/fade, I'd say when we're close to starting the IC.

If the character count really drops, then I'll consider making those other characters, but I'll stick with two for now. lol

And I'll get on that in a second.

Just to clarify again, but color names only refer to first names and not surnames, yes?

@TheWindel

I mean, we have names like Ruby Rose, Flint Coal, etc, so I guess it goes both ways. I forgot what the official OC-naming convention says, so idk. lol

[TheWendil]

I mean, we have names like Ruby Rose, Flint Coal, etc, so I guess it goes both ways. I forgot what the official OC-naming convention says, so idk. lol

@Mr Allen J

The official naming rules are a bit ridiculous anyway so I was hoping it was just first names for this RP :V

[Mixtape Ghost N]

<Snipped quote by Mr Allen J>

The official naming rules are a bit ridiculous anyway so I was hoping it was just first names for this RP :V

@TheWindel

After a quick review, it can go both ways. Some characters only have a color reference in their last name, others only have it in their first, and a few have it as both. So, I guess you can go both ways.

[Raijinslayer]

@LupusIntusHey, if you don't mind, can I use that format you used to list out Kay's physical traits for Tius? I was about to edit the sheet a little bit to add in some more depth and what not, and that seems like a really nice way to help show what he can do.

[LupusIntus]

@LupusIntusHey, if you don't mind, can I use that format you used to list out Kay's physical traits for Tius? I was about to edit the sheet a little bit to add in some more depth and what not, and that seems like a really nice way to help show what he can do.

@Raijinslayer

Of course! I pulled that from an RP long long ago and have been using it for exactly what you describe: basically just a simple way for me to more accurately express my character's physical/mental capabilities and to show a bit of balance in their development. :)

[TheWendil]

✠ Gradon Giltwith ✠

✠ Gradon Giltwith ✠

"Please allow me to strike you down."

⛨ Name: Gradon Giltwith
⛨ Nickname: “Not-Kirito”
⛨ Age: 17
⛨ Race: Human

⛨ Personality: Gradon is someone with a skewered perception of how the world works outside of a battleground. Being entranced with the idea of hunters and Grimm-slaying has left him with an awkward sense of self when it comes to social interactions with other people. Or in general. Quite frankly, it’s almost like he’s an alien from another world, questioning the usage of such simple things such as doors with polite regard.

In this manner, Gradon is often called an idiot when it comes to common sense. A polite and overall nice person by all means, but still an idiot. The sole exception to this seems to be during combat situations, his body and mind reacting as if he was born to be a warrior at heart. One had just better hope he’s not placed on cooking duty afterwards because he will burn down the dorms trying to figure out how to turn on the oven.

⛨ History: Gradon’s history is nothing too spectacular. Simply put, he wanted to be a hunter who slayed Grimm and protect people. Though he tended to lean more towards traditional knight mannerisms and customs, it did not deter his want to help people and thus began this career as a student of Illuminate Academy.

Beforehand, his family told him constantly that one must hone their body at all costs in order to become a strong hunter or huntress. Gradon took this literally, eager to train his fighting skills day and night to the point where he could be considered a prodigy in the field of combat. Unfortunately this has made his social skills suffer tremendously to the point where the simplest of things can stump Gradon if it’s not connected to fighting in some way. Like trying to open a door.

Because of his appearance and efficiency in fighting, he’s been given the nickname of “Not-Kirito”. It’s a shame he doesn’t really know what that means nor does he fully understand the reference all too well, but he’s more than happy to learn. As an eager student, he’s always tried to be open-minded of many things and become an overall nice guy. More often than not however this kindness dips into nativity and just lack of common sense. But such is the life of a student.

⛨ Weapon: Gradon’s weapon is a mighty sword cannon by the name of Round Table. Much like fellow student Amber Echo, this weapon does not have a secondary transformation; instead, it remains in its primary state at all times and can be mounted onto Gradon’s back. Round Table not only serves as a mighty sword, but also covers long-ranged capabilities with bullets meant to pierce through the thickest of Grimm hides. Whether or not it has the ability to incorporate Dust materials into its bullets is unknown as Gradon never bothered to try.

⛨ Semblance: By successfully parrying or blocking an oncoming attack, Gradon can then inflict the same amount of damage or force right back at the enemy almost instantly. However, this ability can only work when defending against physical close-combat attacks, such as sword strikes. If one were to carelessly slash at a defensive Gradon, a cut of similar proportion would immediately present itself on the enemy. Unfortunately, this unique power reverts Gradon’s fighting style to retain more defensive capabilities than offensive ones, forcing him to rely solely on counterattacks to fully utilize it.

⛨ Dust: Gradon is not a proficient user with Dust and so prefers to rely on his weapon and Semblance in combat. He’s tried his hand at Fire type Dust once or twice, only to burn his dorm bed almost immediately. Other elements have had similar results so he just sticks to swinging and shooting.

[Mixtape Ghost N]

@TheWindel Rejected on the grounds that Sword Art Online is a shit-tier animu.

[Liberator]

@TheWindel I don't really get the nickname but accepted!

[Mixtape Ghost N]

@TheWindel I don't really get the nickname but accepted!

@Liberator

@TheWindel Actually, my only real criticism of the sheet is the nickname... it just seems like a cringy, forced, reference to SAO. lol

[Aquaknight]

Wait... if Not-Kirito is a canon joke that means SAO exist in Remnant... What have you done @TheWindel!

[TheWendil]

@TheWindel Rejected on the grounds that Sword Art Online is a shit-tier animu.

@Mr Allen J

I take it satire isn't your strong point :V

[TheWendil]

@TheWindel Actually, my only real criticism of the sheet is the nickname... it just seems like a cringy, forced, reference to SAO. lol

@Mr Allen J

It's an inside joke that you're not supposed to get. Heh.

[TheWendil]

Wait... if Not-Kirito is a canon joke that means SAO exist in Remnant... What have you done @TheWindel!

@Aquaknight

I've done magic.

[FateWeaver]

@Liberator For your consideration.

Russet - Finished

Name: Russet Price
Nickname: "Russ"
Age: 17
Race: Fox Faunus

Appearance: Russet is rather short and slight, standing only at 5'4" and weighing in around 130 pounds. A pair of reddish brown ears tipped in black push up through his hair at the top of his head. His canine teeth and nails are slightly longer and sharper than normal, and his eyes are a bright orange-red. A trio of pale scars, barely noticeable against his pale skin, run from just below his left eye to his jawline. More scars are scattered across his arms and torso, a testament to the many close calls Russet has managed to survive. He prefers simple clothing in muted colors, but is rarely seen without his heavy red jacket and combat boots. In order to remain as mobile as possible, he eschews all forms of armor.

Personality: Russet is quick-witted and sharp-tongued, and generally doesn't care who he offends. He tends to see his attitude as carefree and confident, but others often refer to him as loud, reckless, or rude. Even in combat he is liable to continue running his mouth, exchanging insults and banter as often as blows. That said, he does have some sense of when to shut his mouth. In a tense situation he acts with precision and efficiency that speak to the keenness of his mind.

History: Russet was born and raised in a village west of Mistral, among the swamps that populate the region. Though the village itself was rather poor, the Price family had it worse than most. Due to his father's constant trips into the swamps to hunt in order to support his family, he was mostly raised by his mother. Even then, the two spent most of their time either begging from their fellow citizens or foraging near the edges of the settlement to stave of hunger. Eventually, Russet's father left on a trip from which he never returned, leaving his mother overtaken by sorrow. Determined to become more than either of his parents ever were, Russet lied, cheated, and stole his way into a primary combat school. After distinguishing himself at Sanctum as an able combatant and cunning scholar and strategist, Russet made his way to Illuminate Academy.

Weapon: Brutal Trick is a large bowie knife with a pair of short shotgun barrels affixed along the spine of the blade. The pair of triggers that can fire each barrel independently are midway down the handle, where Russet's first two fingers typically rest. The barrels rotate forward independently to allow the weapon to be breech loaded. He carries his weapon and ammunition in a custom black leather case across the small of his back.

Semblance: Will-O'-the-Wisp -- With a snap of his fingers, Russet creates a small colorless orb of what appears to be flame. He can then project this wisp with a minor effort of will, launching it very rapidly over a short distance, with speed diminishing greatly after about fifteen yards. When the wisp strikes a solid surface it creates an explosion of raw force. This ability functions best when augmented with Dust. Various types of Dust change the color of the wisp and add a myriad of elemental effects to the explosion.

Dust: Russet uses Dust both for his weapon and his semblance. Brutal Trick fires prepared dust cartridges, with the most basic ammunition being fire based. With Will-O'-the-Wisp, Russet can use either crystalline or powdered dust. While fire is his typical choice for this as well, ice-based dusts allow him to lock a target down and gravity dust can create some interesting effects.

Other: Russet has a fondness for grapes.

[Liberator]

@FateWeaver Accepted!

That's me going off for the night folks, see you all tomorrow!

[Eisenhorn]

There we go, finally got him knocked out @Liberator.

Platz Grün

Name:
"Platz Grün, first son of Grün Custom Works. It is my pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Platz Grün

Nickname:
"I would...rather you simply used my name. No need to create confusion, yes?"
Tinker

Age:
"Is it not readily apparent? I hardly look younger or older than my age, I would be so humble to say."
17

Race:
"Flesh and blood human, nary a drop of other blood. Hardly surprising, I would be so bold to say."
Human

Personality:
"Me? Well, I am not one to talk about myself overmuch, but if you insist, I can regale you for a time."
Punctual and precise, Platz is the definition of a calm, collected person. Coming from a well to do family in the upper class gives him a blue blooded sort of grace, speaking with a gentle tone that rarely carries the harsh, oft course language and generally preferring to carry himself with dignity and respect. He is slow to anger, almost to the degree that quite a few have never seen him angry, although he is quick to inform those that irritate him of just that, how they irritate him, often in chastising and many times down to them instead of speaking as equals. He has an odd obsession with clockwork and tinkering with an older era of technology, speaking from his pride and joy, and often times shows a great deal of pride and joy in his work. Not that he would overly boast, preferring to let his actions and handiwork speak for themselves, two things that he will have no qualms demonstrating should the need arise. He rarely takes time off, often working himself mentally ragged as he continues driving himself into his next task or goal, regardless of the severity, and it often takes more than a few tries to get him to sit back and catch his breath.

History:
"My past his hardly anything interesting, I would assure you, but we all have our stories, do we not?"
The Grün family had been living within the kingdom of Atlas for a great many years, although they were originally not natives to the kingdom when they first immigrated there shortly after the Great War. With them they brought a hand for weapons crafting that, while ill suited to mass production, caught the eye of a great many higher up nobles, as well as newly minted hunters and huntresses from such well to do families. Within a generation, Platz grandparents already well into their twilight years and training their children to take up the family business, became overnight stars in the right circles within Atlas. Certain officers favored their weapons, granting them access to gatherings and activities that previous generations of the Grün family never even knew were possible. Platz parents were not born into such a lifestyle, but adopted it alongside their parents, his grandparents.

Platz was born into the lifestyle of nobility and circulating among the children of officers and other well to do individuals, carrying himself through their games and scheming with a razor wit and perfect manners. He was perfectly content growing up, spending much time at the barracks and training fields for the Atlas military, something his family was tempted to look down upon, but chose to let the boy lead his own path in life. After all, having kin in the military, as ingrained as it was in Atlas, would be a powerful boon indeed. However, fate would not have this occur. While his skill with a rifle was unquestioned, his mentality, as polite and gentry as it was, did not fit in with the proper military protocol, often going about his own business how he saw fit. Which was a shame that, in the eyes of the Grün family, they lost a potential in to the military hierarchy of Atlas. However, a second boon came when Platz discovered his Semblance, something that had manifested in each generation of the family and off they had gone to be Hunters, or huntresses in his one Aunt's case.

Platz, as the first son of the family, was given Timekeeper, a rifle that had earned and solidified the reputation of the Grün family in the Atlas nation, among the right names at least, and sent off to the Illuminate academy. After all, his family had already been serving Atlas as hunters already, so having kin in another nation's Academy would be far more advantageous. Platz knew his family was only concerned with increasing their influence and power, and accepted the suggestion to go abroad for choice of Academy in a fake placating of their wishes. Rather, he would much rather get away from their scheming, if only for a little while, and live his own life, his own way.

Weapon:
"You've been glancing furtively at my pride and joy, have you? She is something spectacular, I assure you."

Timekeeper

The first weapon that the Grün family had ever constructed, and the one that earned them the income and status as custom weapon artisans, the weapon is handed down from father to first son, or scion if you will, of the family when they leave to perform as a hunter. Platz prefers to use its rifle form, in his eyes, the elegant and master crafted form should be shown and wielded with a careful, expert hand for all to marvel at. While it has the capability and, even, the design for utilizing hand crafted Dust bullets, Platz refuses to use the rounds, considering them crude and a shortcut for honest to good handiwork and skill. When pressed in close combat, where such a long rifle would do little good, a flick retracts the optics and attachments, a casing springing forward to allow the rifle to now perform as a balanced quarterstaff, something that is wielded in an almost dancing manner, twirling and spinning from strike to defense in constant motion. It does have a collapsed form that is about the size of a painting tube, one used to carry artwork, that can be readily slung over Platz's back and is never far out of reach.

Semblance:
"Quite the family trick, one that they do not like that I have no qualms in using it so brazenly. I suppose we all have to rebel against our dear families somehow..."
Grace of the Hunter - Platz takes the classic stereotype of the noble, blue blooded hunter and makes it a reality. His semblance alters his perception and speed, greatly increasing both to allow him to view the goings on around him at a near stand still. His movement accelerates greatly, creating the illusion of not traveling the distance between where he aims to go and where he was. Of course, the drawbacks of this semblance tends to be rather noticeable if one pays attention. The first, and most problematic, being that once moving at that speed, one does not simply stop on a dime. Unexpected terrain conditions, such as ice, can send him tumbling out of control. He also cannot interact with other people, unless he wants to hurt them, as others are not often braced or even trained to handle the sudden shifts in speed, causing whiplash at best or even causing serious damage at worse.

Dust:
"I would not sully my hands with such a thing. I would suggest, if you would, not bringing it up again."
Platz does not utilize Dust in combat

Other:
Platz spends his free time, when not tinkering with his Timekeeper or other gadgets, tends to enjoy playing the violin.