[OOC] RWBY - Only the "Finest"

[greywolf375]

@Kouki just read it, and I like it

[Lugubrious]

Here's a trailer for Adamah. Let me know what you think!

Shout of Earth

A crisp layer of frost, not unheard of in early spring, blanketed the dappled green and yellow grass. Every tree, though fringed with new leaves at the prospect of coming warmth and sun, had fallen silent and still. Freezing rain had fallen the night before, covering all of nature in an icy glaze. Very little of it seemed real, so idyllic were the crystalline ice the brilliant white, except for the frost that had been turned red by blood.

In the middle of the expanse, among the thinly-scattered trees, a giant shape heaved. Around him lay two bodies, one an ungainly heap swaddled in brilliant crimson silks and a dying fire, the other flat on his back and trying in vain to keep his life from leaking any farther into the frigid valley air. The scene would have seemed like a quiet tragedy if not for the hideous blackness that marred the pale landscape. Be it with black or white, nature would soon claim the lives of the fallen, unless the kneeling titan could seize the moments that remained.

He knew it, too. Teeth bared like an animal, the giant rose to his feet, pulling a massive club from the ground and resting it on his shoulder. Out from between the trees, the hungry wolves raced, accepting the challenge. As one they leaped, deadly claws extended, their large prey seconds away from becoming a large corpse.

Then the titan’s club flew in from the side and careened into all three at once, shattering their bones and sending the ragged black pelts that remained away into the trees.

He leaped forward, detaching the handle from his club as he did. With colossal strength he threw the pillar portion down, crushing one snarling beowolf beneath its weight. Then its friends joined in, coming from every angle. The giant lashed out again and again, in every direction, with his the pipelike handle, battering skulls and breaking limbs to the tune of metallic konks. When a wolf sprang at him from behind, it did not escape his notice, and with his foot he flipped up the club head to catch his assailant in the air. Stunned, it stumbled back, and the giant kicked the now-upright club head straight at it to plow the beowolf over.

His eyes burned to see two beowolves looming, predatory, over the bodies of his fallen comrades, and he held out a hand. With an indigo force they were sucked toward him, and he jumped forward with a roundhouse kick that bent one over, followed by a sidekick to the other one’s chest. Before either could back away, he grabbed the first wolf by the next and jumped, falling on his rear but slamming the beast into the frosted earth with enough raw power to embed it in the hard soil. When the other landed on him as he was getting up, he threw himself backward, slamming the helpless Grimm beneath his bulk into the ground. Rolling backward onto his feet, he stepped forward to knock a fresh beowolf sideways, then crush it down with his show when it tried to rise. Another pair attacked, their claws raking off his aura. Grinning darkly, the giant whipped around in a massive hook punch to separate them before he treated both to a brutal clobbering, alternating between one and the other with surprising speed and accuracy before hopping upward and delivering a dropkick, one leg for each, that sent them tumbling away.

For a moment, all was quiet. Then the sound of a great one’s footsteps echoed through the silver silence.

The giant had known better than to let down his guard. He thundered forward to grab the club head and reattach it before turning around to see an improbably enormous creep. Truly a magnificent representative of its species, this creep stood at the height of an Ursa Major, covered in enough bone plates and spikes to make it seem like a bizarre, bipedal mech. This ancient monster stepped over the bodies of the giant’s dying comrades, seemingly intent on the battle. Willing to oblige, the human took off running toward it, raising the club overhead for a huge smash. Faster than the giant could correct himself, the creep span around, slapping him with its heavy tail. The sheer force lay him out sideways, sprawled on the bitterly cold white, and the creep rumbled forward to crush him beneath its clawed foot. Seeing this, the giant gathered himself into a ball before kicking out with both legs directly upward.

For a moment the beast was stunned, trying to stave off the death sentence that was falling down. Despite his cumbersome size and weight, the giant executed a passable ukemi, and brought his great club into batting position. Before the creep could fully regain its balance, the man swung his weapon, pulling the switch at its base at the same time. "Rrragh!" Metal hit flesh with a resounding crack; a sound and feeling that could make even bystanders wince. Roaring, the creep shot several hundred feet straight upward, the force the impact shattering the icy glaze on every tree nearby. The giant replaced the club on his shoulder and shaded his eyes as he watched the Grimm fly, but at the tip of its flight he reached down for his belt and withdrew a remote. One button press later, and the airborne creep exploded violently, showering the frozen forest with smoking chunks and bits of rock.

After one more second of watching, he hurried to his allies, placing the weapon in a crude harness on his back. ”Alright, alright. Here, I’ve gotcha. We’ll be back in town in no time.” Carrying both at once, he rushed off into the trees, leaving behind a cap emblazoned with three towers sitting in the snow. ”Hey,” his voice filtered through the crisp air. ”I hope one of youse still conscious. That was a hell of a shot—a hell of a shot.”

[Forsythe]

How about some qualifiers?

The sound of a body hitting the floor followed by a sharp whistle cut through the air. “And that’s the match! Final scores of the examination will be announced in an hour in the assembly hall.” the instructor said, dismissing the class.

Mikoto wiped the sweat off of her face. She won, but the SWAT guy gave her a run for her money in unarmed combat. Bending down to him, she offered a hand and pulled the bear faunus to his feet. “Good fight, Kage.” he grinned, making her smile and nod in response: “Quite so, lad. You fought precisely according to your training and that’s why you lost. I read the books too and I could tell what you were going to do half of the time.” the swan girl jabbed verbally. “Yeah, well, SWAT has operational protocols. You special operations guys can’t even tell us what you do much less how you work, if you even have guidelines.” he shrugged it off as they headed for the locker rooms, Mikoto responding only with the mock zip-the-lips gesture.

Finally it was over - the annual inter-department competition. To her though, it was much more - she was the first of her unit, and thus it was an unknown whether the two years of training she went through born any fruit at all. But the results seemed promising. Now, if only she won enough disciplines to be sent to the Vytal festival. She had a suspicion that she would be the one to go anyway, because it was the best testing ground they could get - however, her pride demanded that she earn it.

Finally she and other cadets assembled in the main hall to listen to the headmaster announce the results. “It is to my great pleasure that all departments this year shown excellent performance. I see many promising talents here, and it fills me with hope that the people will be guarded by the best.” What an amount of politically correct bovine excrements. Mikoto thought, shooting a sideways glance to some of the attending graduates. Most notably the traffic department had a disturbing percentage of the ‘coffee and donuts all day every day’ figures. How can they even fit into a patrol car?

“Now, as for the results:
Unarmed combat: First place Special Operations Command, second place Special Weapons And Tactics, third place Wall Guard.
Armed combat: SOC, SWAT, Wall Guard.
Grimm suppression: Wall Guard, SWAT, SOC.
Damage control: SWAT, Wall Guard, Traffic Department.
Citizen coordination: Traffic department, Wall Guard, SWAT.
Investigation and tracking: Homicide department, SOC, Traffic department.”

Mikoto’s eyes were twinkling. Naturally she won the combat exercises - it was what they made her for, fighting other people. But she didn’t do all that bad all and all, ranking on points in over half of the disciplines. Ah! The man was getting to the final scores!

“All in all, the results have been very close this year, the competition was of very high quality. Without further ado, the winner of the competition are Special Weapons and Tactics, with ten points, followed by Special Operations with nine, and Wall guard with eight.”

A happy ‘Yiss!’ escaped Mikoto’s mouth as she rose a celebratory fist. With only three guys from SWAT competing, that meant she had her spot secured!

A few hours later...
“On us - mostly me!” Mikoto grinned, raising her glass and emptying it. The older man in uniform across her frowned: “Yes, only mostly, you did come second after all.” Mikoto clutched her chest: “Ow, my heart! Why must you torture me so? My soul only longed for a word of praise to brighten my days!” she exasperated, reaching for the Sun with her other hand, before the police duo burst into laughing.

Commander Patrick Ryan, known to most as Ol’e Paddy has become her instructor and pretty much family. And ex-hunter who lost one of his legs defending a breach in the wall, his wound was too severe for him to teach new hunters, but the police academy snatched him right away to train the few with a semblance in their ranks, and now, he was ideal for attaching to the new unit. When she looked at it, his reason for coming to the academy was the same as hers - not good enough for Beacon.

“But I did win in the fighting rounds, against SWAT who had THREE guys to my one woman, mind you.” she pointed out. Paddy raised an eyebrow: “If you failed even one combat round against people with barely developed aura defenses, I’d kick you out. You need to study up on your investigation! Hunters can be slippery bastards, it’s going to take up most of your time to find them, not to beat them. I’ll assign you some classes fromt the Homicide course… although, using your semblance to scare the answers from the suspect caused a lot of amusement in the surveillance booth.” he grinned.

Mikoto giggled, filling herself another shot from the rum bottle. “Aw, you say the nicest things, you old workhorse!” Their glasses rang and they emptied them. They have taken a day of leave to celebrate and draw up plans for the Vytal Festival, and oi, have they been celebrating for quite a while. The swan girl was starting to feel a bit tipsy, but today, she told herself she deserved it. And for her, that meant Rum. Paddy was true to his homeland and went with whisky.

The old man sighed, leaning back in his chair. “You did good. If you do this well in the tournament, I can retire happy.” he said. Mikoto was silent for a while, before getting up and walking around the table. She thrown her arms around the old man. “Don’t die on me gramps! I… I don’t have anyone else left.” Paddy chuckled: “Don’t worry, cygnet. These bones will creak for a while yet.”

[Kouki]

@greywolf375 Thanks, that makes me happy.

SECOND IDEA!!

Let's post our trailers under our character sheets.

[Raijinslayer]

@KoukiHey Kouki, you think Silme is acceptable?

[greywolf375]

@greywolf375 Thanks, that makes me happy.

SECOND IDEA!!

Let's post our trailers under our character sheets.

@Kouki

Your welcome, and this idea pleases me

[Kouki]

@KoukiHey Kouki, you think Silme is acceptable?

@Raijinslayer

Sorry, brain fart. Yes, I think he's acceptable.

[Raijinslayer]

@KoukiNice, just need Pyro's approval and I'll be good to go.

[pyroman]

@RaijinslayerLooks good Raijin!

[Chronothesis]

Sorry that I'm taking so long for my CS.

Mind if I reserve?

[pyroman]

@Chronothesisno problem, take your time with the CS and no worries! Just make sure it complies with all of the rules posted so it'll be on the fast track to being accepted.

[Chronothesis]

Look what I found during the time I was looking for anime pictures for my character. XD

[Lugubrious]

Look what I found during the time I was looking for anime pictures for my character. XD

@Chronothesis

oh no

[greywolf375]

<Snipped quote by Chronothesis>

oh no

@Lugubrious

Oh yes

[Chronothesis]

I'm truly sorry guys. Dx. Writer block sucks and I can't really write anything at the moment...so-- do you mind if I remove my reserve? I'll definitely watch this if I get an idea going. XD

[Raijinslayer]

@ChronothesisWIP or not, I can tell this guy and Silme will get along swimmingly.

[Larfleeze]

I'd like to do a trailer to pass the time but I honestly don't know what to make it about :\

[Raijinslayer]

@LarfleezeWell, you can either have your character demolish some fodder(thugs, weak Grimm, anything else you can think of), fight off against a tough opponent(maybe as a part of training or something). All I can really give for advice is that you come up with a situation that'll show your characters strengths in combat, as well as there personality.

I hope this helps even a little bit.

[The_written_John]

I'll pass on the whole trailer thing, i'll rp when the rp is up XD not before.

[greywolf375]

WIP

Amari Cross

“They are unable to continue doing evil. Is this not Justice at it’s simplest?”
-Amari Cross

THE BASICS

Name: Amari Cross

Alias: Azure Cyclone

Team: TBD

Birth Date

Age: 17-19

Race: Human

Gender: Neutral, physically Female

Designation: Student/Vigilante

APPEARANCE

In-Depth Appearance (Subject to Change)

Credit: Persona 4
Character is Naoto Shirogane

Tattoo

Credit: Avatar: The Last Airbender
its at the base of their neck, on the back of the neck

G E T T I N G T O K N O W M E

Likes & Dislikes
✔ You’ll Find Out
✘ You’ll Find Out

Weapons: A pair of Scimitar-esq short swords called Disparate Justice, as well as Dust-fueled rollerblades, which can be used in conjunction with many aerokinesis techniques.

Disparate Justice (Might Remove)

credit: http://s1301.photobucket.com/user/DrakeBloodthorn/library/?sort=3&page=1

Dust-Fueled Rollerblades

Anime: Air Gear

Semblance: Aerokinesis. Basically, airbending.
http://avatar.wikia.com/wiki/Airbending

Yes, this can lead to a lot of twirling and kicking

D E L V I N G D E E P E R

Personality
♦ Chaotic Good ♦ sees self as just ♦ Protective as fuck if they like you ♦ submissive and quiet in public, fiercely independent in combat ♦ Rebellious ♦

Place of Origin: Vale

History
At least two paragraphs detailing your character’s past.
Relations with other characters

Extra
Anything extra we need to know

Here is a Work In Progress, should finish up soon