[OOC] World of Remnant

[Volenvradica]

World of Remnant: The Fallen

The Great War, the largest global conflict in history was said to have been fought over the concept of individualism, where self-expression and art were mercilessly suppressed and countless lives were lost. For the Four Kingdoms, this time of peace was an era of unity through diversity. A time for mankind to share and indulge in each others cultures. And for a while, it seemed that nothing would threaten this new age of tranquility.

Self-expression and individualism, however, are not without their downsides. Though relationships within the Four Kingdoms remain in good standing, there exists pockets of resistance whose only goals are to shatter these peaceful ties. Societies that conspire to overthrow the powers that be while remaining hidden in the realm of politics; terrorists that act upon their namesake and advocate fear and hate; diabolical cults that worship death in all its forms; and most frightening of all...The renegade Huntsmen and Huntresses, who have abandoned their oaths to protect humanity, and instead offer their loyalty to the highest bidder.

But in a world of monsters and men, it has become increasingly difficult to define one from the other. Not all monsters have horns and red eyes. Not all men seek peace and cherish life. Not all great warriors were meant to serve and protect. So they can call you traitors, blasphemers, and even criminals. I know what you are. You're just like me, one who has finally found their true calling. What good is a simple, more honest soul if you are denying it? Why waste your skills, your very lives, for this prolonged cease-fire? Kingdoms deny your existence. Academies have disavowed you. No doubt there are some Huntsmen and Huntresses out there for your heads.

I'm offering you a choice. You can continue living in disgrace, without purpose, where not even the poorest village will hire you. The other option is to work for me, and I will provide everything you need. All I require is that you peform every task with utmost efficiency. Under my direction you will become a different class of warriors. Though you have fallen, your existence serves a greater purpose.

Now rise, Fallen one. Even in disgrace your soul remains your greatest weapon. Do not deny what it truly desires. Don't worry, you will not succumb to the darkness. The darkness will succumb to you.

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RULES

--ABSOLUTELY NO UNAUTHORIZED:
Godmoding
Powergaming
Metagaming
Killing a PC without permission

--Players must have common knowledge of the RWBY series, including having watched volume 3. Basically, if you are still afraid of spoilers, this is not the roleplay for you.
--Use of proper grammar is highly encouraged.
--The GM/DM and Co-GM/Co-DM have total control.
--The use of Canon characters are restricted to NPC or GM use only.
--If writer's block is that bad, or if you're stuck, contact me for help. I don’t bite.
--Violation of the rules will result in me doing nothing but face palming.

Sources for your references:
RWBY Wikia
RWBY YouTube

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How will this play out:

The setting of this story will take place beginning from the last episodes of Volume 1 until the end of Volume 3 of RWBY. Though a sandbox, where players may flesh out their own storylines, a great majority of this roleplay will have its story unraveled through Mission Boards, tasks that the Fallen Huntsmen and Huntresses must complete. To avoid over-crowding, more than one mission will be available for play at the same time. Players may choose to complete the missions as a team (maximum of 4) or solo.

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[OneWayOut]

Boop.

[Jurassic Weeb]

Now this seems interesting. I'll have to keep an eye on this one.

[Kidd]

I filled in everything required so I figured I'd post. I'll be working on the history and personality too, though. (I'm also searching for a better picture; this one looks too cute for her, lol.) Found one

Hider

Username: @Kidd

"I flexed and the sleeves fell off."

Jasmine "Jazz" Grace Banks | 26 | Female

RACE

Faunus (Lynx)

APPEARANCE

Jazz's olive skin is dotted with all sorts of freckles, giving nod to her being a lynx faunus as well as the cat like pupils of her green eyes. She also has sharp canines and long nails claws. Other than these small details, Jasmine passes for human. She stands tall and muscular at 5'8" and 140 lbs. Long brown hair is sometimes in a side braid over her shoulder, but usually loose. While she doesn't have any big, notable scars, she is covered with little ones here and there. She wears a black leather vest over a plain white tank top, black pants, and combat boots that go up to her knees. As far as armor goes, she has arm guards and her boots are heavy leather. At waist is a heavy belt that holds her weapon and ammo.

COLOR

Green

SYMBOL

A smiling cat, just its mouth and vicious looking eyes.

SEMBLANCE

Heavy weight: Jazz can affect the mass (and therefore its weight) of an object in order to make it heavier or lighter.

BONECRUSHER

Type: A sleek, black club that can transform into a powerful shotgun at the touch of a button, making it ideal for close range and melee combat. With her natural strength and semblance, it definitely earns the name Bonecrusher.
Weapon Derivation: Club.
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: Bonecrusher looks like a simple one handed club when hanging at her waist.
Form 1: The ball of the club ejects spikes all around, making it even more deadly.
Form 2: Shot gun.

PERSONALITY

In her youth, Jazz was loud and confident, always speaking up for herself and others. Now...well, she isn't terribly different. However, there is a somber atmosphere around her when she is relaxing, and she has grown sarcastic and snappy over the last few years. She's loyal--to a fault if she grows close to you--and dedicated to helping who ever she can. As a result, she often takes low payment (and occasionally no payment) for the work she does. So long as she has food in her belly, she can make do.

HISTORY

Jazz grew up in Vacuo with her best friend and fellow Faunus, Brick. They attended combat school together, however they ended up on different teams--each as a captain of team B(anks)RNZ and BRCK respectively. While she was rather nonchalant about her faunus heritage (she was often able to pass for human, anyhow), Brick was passionate and unapologetic about it. Needless to say, this could lead to fights on and off campus and--while he could usually handle himself--Jasmine would hop in whenever he needed a hand. Sometimes they kicked ass, sometimes they got their asses kicked. And while they remained close, they grew into rivals: each of them had their own team to put first, after all.

In their third year, Brick joined the White Fang and Jasmine only found out when he asked her to join him too. Shocked and offended by this, she turned him down and tried to convince him to get out. However, he was adamant about sticking with them. While she disagreed, she felt an obligation and loyalty to her best friend, so she remained quiet about his involvement. And while they remained close, there was tension between them.

In the beginning of their forth year, the White Fang mounted an attack on the school. Underclassmen were encouraged to flee, but upperclassmen and professors stayed and fought to defend the school and students and citizens. Part of the fight, team BRNZ stuck together and managed to take down--ideally without killing but not always--quite a few members. But when it came to Brick-- Jazz hesitated. She did worse than hesitate: despite being team leader and having an obligation to protect her team, she protected Brick from death. In doing so, she allowed the death of two of her teammates...

Disgraced for her actions, Jazz was unable to gradate as a huntress. So, to make a living, she would take odd jobs and bounties and assassin work as she travelled across Remnant. She hasn't seen Brick since, and she doesn't really want to.

[ClocktowerEchos]

Working on a CS atm, have some music tho ^^

[OneWayOut]

Crystal Fall WIP

Username:
@OneWayOut

"Winter is coming, and you have no idea how cold she can be."

Name:
Crystal Fall

Age:
25

Gender:
Female

Race:
Human

Appearance:
(Additional appearance information. Height, weight, outfit, etc.)

Occupation:
Assassin

Color:
Slate Blue

Symbol:


Semblance:
Mirror - Crystal has the ability to create solid clones of herself and others by channeling her own, or stolen Aura into a mirror made of ice. The clone(s) are, from then until they are destroyed, under her complete control.

Weapon Name: Alzora Steel

Weapon Appearance/Function:

Type: Aura Augmented, Transforming, Dust Compatible, Ranged
Weapon Derivation: Folding Fans, Daggers, Throwing Disk
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: Alzora Steel appears as two closed Folding Fan handles. They are typically hidden within the sleeves of her dress.
Form 1: WIP
Form 2: (optional)
Form 3: (optional)

Personality: WIP *opposite of Cinder*

History: She is the twin sister of Cinder Fall, thus her history is shrouded in mystery. All that is known is that she hails from Mistral.

[Nevix]

I might just hop in

[Angel Eyes]

I'll see if I can come up with anything good. lol

[Kitsune]

Kin

Username: @Kitsune

Common Forms & Additional clothing

When she returns to her normal demeanor she retains her flame colored eyes through all her forms
Fenris Form 'someones lost little sister'

Keepsake from her guardian


Mask to hide her face when on mission

"The Grimm shall reclaim what is theirs..."

Name: Kin / Kinshi

Age: ??

Gender: Female

Race: Human?

Color: Gold

Symbol: Grimm like markings shaped into an eye

Semblance: True Empathy - The power to share understanding with a person so completely that one is able to even become them, this power can be used to transmit emotions over a wide area as well, hence the name. It has been shown to have a effect on the -classified-

Weapon Name: Beowulf

Weapon Appearance/Function: Mainly uses the more archaic method of using dust in her clothes and directly implanting it into the wielder's body. She paints the tattoo like markings onto her clothing and body to use the elemental effects, though she does down a weapon for appearances sake.
Type: Melee
Weapon Derivation: Claw, Chains
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: A pair of thin bracers when sheathed
Form 1: Three bladed claws when ready for battle.
Form 2: the six claw blades act like whips on the end of very long chains, able to be shot out like projectiles.

Personality: The normal but overly lazy demeanor in which she carries herself is a poor mask for what lays under it all. Though she has been a student of beacon academy for a few years now, the wild tendencies of growing up in the wild are still bubbling under the surface. Her anger can get the better of her if she is pushed too far, her glare is legendary for even causing the grimm to take pause without even using her power. Though there are some more girlish tendencies that have survived, as she loves teasing people to see their reactions. She also has a huge weakness to being complimented and praise which will send her blushing brightly.

History: Kin never knew what life she may have had before being exiled, even the reason behind why she was in the first place has been shrouded in darkness, other than a few hints given to her by her big brother. She may have been at fault in drawing the grimm to her family, and they take on many numberless forms and some of these are able to possess certain things, even humans if the conditions are just right. Though what she did with this when she was but a child was the real reas-, *classified* Her life only truly started when her big brother found her within those grimm infested woods, right after she had been left to die... He cared for her and allowed her to grow in power, allowing her wild anger to grow for those that had wronged her.

Being sent to Beacon under the new name of Kinshi she was placed right in the middle of the enemy, to learn their ways. She was told to take on a Fenris form, and the hate only grew from the prosecution that she got. This world was poison just as her brother had said, it needed to be cleaned a brand new start... How else could she do it? She would use that cursed power, the very power that had gotten her thrown out of the civilization in the first place!

[FateWeaver]

Russet Vulpes (WIP)

Username: @FateWeaver

"Sounds like fun, count me in."

Name: Russet "Russ" Vulpes

Age: 24

Gender: Male

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.

Color: Russet Red

Symbol:

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 ten 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.

Weapon Name: Brutal Trick

Weapon Appearance/Function: 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 blade and barrels both rotate forward to allow the weapon to be breach loaded.
Type: Melee, Ranged, Dust Compatible
Weapon Derivation: Bowie knife, sawed-off shotgun
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: Russet carries his weapon in a specially designed sheath across the small of his back. This sheath is made of black leather and is roomy enough to house the dual shotgun barrels. It also has a pouch along the bottom designed to store ammunition.

Personality: There are only three things on the face of Remnant that Russet has ever admitted to loving; himself, making money, and having a good time. In the pursuit of the latter two, he comes off as a sarcastic and unapologetic mercenary who will do nearly anything to see his job finished. Despite his focus in combat and during assignments, he seems to be endlessly care-free and confident. Even when seriously pressed in combat, he offers insults and banter as often as actual violence. Though it is clear he has no qualms about violence or killing, he seems to dislike harming women and those to young to "really know their place in the world." Off the battlefield he displays a hearty helping of charisma, wit, and cunning.

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 Vulpes family has it worse than most. Due to his father's constant trips into the swamps to hunt in order to support his family, he was most 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 Haven Academy. While there he worked with team HRQN (Harlequin), made up of three other Faunus he had become friends with during his time at Sanctum and led by Hunter Jackson. The four became well-known for the numerous practical jokes they played against anyone who bothered to look down on or bully Faunus members of the community.

Having graduated from Haven, team HRQN stayed together for only a short time. Beyond the influence of the school and administrators, it became incredibly apparent to the others that Russet was willing to do nearly anything in the pursuit of money and enjoying himself. After a particularly violent argument during which Russet gained several of his scars and Hunter was twice maimed (losing an eye and half of his left rabbit ear) the fox faunus turned his back on those he once called friends. Free of the concerns and objections of the other Huntsmen, Russ was free to take on some of the less wholesome assignments offered by less-than-reputable employers. He found that he enjoyed the work, for the most part, and certainly enjoyed the large paychecks that came with it. Now able to maintain a lifestyle he considers comfortable, he spends most of his time outside of jobs drinking and otherwise throwing his cash around with little concern.

[KiltmanBagz]

OH god I don't know who to USE!!! I've to many OCs >.<

[ClocktowerEchos]

I'll post what I have here for right now, pretty happy with some of the things I pulled off with this guy/my future ideas for him.
Any sort of CC would be helpful since I fear he might be generically edgy or something like dat >_>

Caesar WIP

Cesar Excarletum Tempus

_{"Darling, I don't run away from my past, I run from my future"}

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Age
30

Race
Human

Sex
Male

Appearance
Caesar is tall and fair man, a handsome air of nobility hangs around him as does a mild sense of enigma. His white hair is ruffled yet refined and his single golden eye has a gentle yet wild flame to it. In terms of clothing, Caesar resigns himself to very ornate and fancy clothing akin to that of military dress uniforms with a white base and details in scarlet red and gold; the sheaths to his swords hang on either side of his waist.

The most striking thing about Caesar is his mask which covers the entire right side of his face. A fine piece of work made to look like porcelain china, he claims that it hides a rather ugly scar but in truth, it hides a mechanical chunk of his face that had been ripped off in fight; the mechanical eye hidden behind the mask is styled like a Victorian clock.

Colors
White, Scarlet and Gold

Symbol

Hider

Semblance
Cassandra Oracle - Caesar can control time to some degree. He can slow down time at his will, however he will tire at an incredibly fast rate with time "slowed" as he isn't actually slowing time, but simply moving faster, forcing him to use more energy for his actions. It also allows him some ability of looking into the future. However, the future he looks into will always be wrong in either minor ways or major ways making his prediction unreliable at best.

Weapon
Mors & Horologium
Type: Two swords that combine into one; Horologium is the main sword which is the longer of the two, Mors is the shorter one which can be "popped out" from Horologium. They can also be attached together at the hilts to form a sort of double-endedTogether, the two evoke the image of the hands on a clock.
Weapon Derivation: Swords
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: The two swords are just in two sheaths made of ivory and gold.
Form 1: Swords
Form 2: Bladed Staff

Rough Appearance

(The center piece is more clockwork and gears though)

Personality
Despite showing a very charming and otherwise appealing exterior, Caesar is deeply scarred and broken. Due to his constant visions of a (false) future, he's gone slightly mad; the fact that he's seen what he believes to be is his own death isn't helping, neither is his past experiences. For as much as he cares about other people (or pretends to), to say his moral compass if off is an understatement; the needle isn't pointing south, its pointing straight up.

History

[Redrum]

Gwenevere Leventis

Username:

@Redrum

"How unfortunate."

Name:

Gwenevere "Gwen" Leventis

Age:

27

Gender:

Female

Race:

Human

Appearance:

Excluding the necklace. Standing at an impressive 6 foot 2 inches, Gwenevere is both tall and athletic. With a toned yet shapely body, her masculine form is evident in her strength and endurance, yet she always carries a dignified femininity and elegance about herself. Her hair is the same platinum blonde as her parents, laying long and straight down her back or tied up in a high ponytail. With an icy stare, her blue eyes are wide and narrowed, spaced evenly apart below her dark and defined eyebrows and unevenly cut bangs. Her oval shaped face is unblemished and smooth, defined by high cheekbones a strong jaw line and chin, with a slender pointed nose at the center of her face. Despite her work and constantly traveling, Gwenevere's skin has retained its natural pearly white tone. While her face is unmarked, there are numerous scars along her body. From burns and scrapes, to cuts and large gashes; years of experience and experiences are marked all over her body. She keeps a majority of these hidden with the exception of a single large scar that runs diagonal from her left shoulder to the center of her chest.

A white and blue open chested top hugs her body, collared at the neck sitting just above her midsection. With a sleeveless shirt, her shoulders and arms are covered by a long coat sporting a high collar and her family sigil on the back. Multi-colored, the long blue, gold, and black coat drapes down to the back of her calves while its lack of buttons allow her to slip it on and off with ease. The loose sleeves of the coat cover her arms, hiding the dagger belts on her forearms while white and blue pleated cuffs cover her wrist. A form fitting pair of dark blue spandex hugs her legs and hips, giving her optimal mobility of her legs, and comfort for long distance travel. To put it all together, Gwenevere sports five inch heeled steel-toed boots that reach up to her knees and deliver one hell of a kick.

Color:

White

Symbol:

An open feathered golden peacock with a white crown on its head.

Semblance:

Portable Portals
With a flick of the wrist, Gwenevere can generate up to five circular shaped portals for as long as five minutes. Holding a similar appearance to a black hole, Gwenevere can teleport herself and transport items up to a 3 kilometer radius from her location. Limited to visible areas or places she seen and been to, her portals are capable of creating vortexes; sucking an object or enemy in and spitting them out in another area away from her. While Gwenevere can teleport Grimm through her portals it is incredibly taxing on her body, and exhausts a good bit of her energy. Often leaving her with bodily pain and splitting headaches, she avoids this technique unless the situation is dire.

Peacock Feathers

Weapon Appearance/Function:
8 inches in size, and no bigger than 2 inches thick, Gwenevere's Peacock Feathers are set of 24 golden daggers. Used for long-range attack, and at dire times -- close-range, Gwenevere's daggers are aura and dust compatible. Favoring lightning and gravity types, a small interchangeable dust cartridge sits in the center of each dagger allowing Gwen to use all sorts of dust types to her advantage. With the aid of her semblance, and her connection to her weapons through aura, Gwenevere will always be able retrieve her daggers -- that is, if they aren't destroyed or too far away. While few are armed for explosive means, Gwen has found herself in more trouble when without and too far from her dagger. Learning the hard way, Gwenevere is never too far from her weapons, and almost always carries a set of daggers on her.
Type:
Ranged, Melee, Dust, Aura Reactive
Weapon Derivation:
Dagger
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance:
With a set of 24 daggers, Gwenevere has her weapons hidden all over her body. Two belts are attached to her lower forearm, hidden beneath her coat sleeves and holding up to six daggers each. Two more belts are attached to her upper thighs, hiding and holding four daggers each beneath her coat tail, while the only visible set of weapons are four daggers attached to a leather frog hanging from her belt.

Personality:

(optional)

History:

(optional)

[Katakon]

A WIP. I'll fix the issues once i feel better~

Quinton Geppetto

Username:
@Katakon



"A father's duties last even he's the last one standing."
Name:
Quinton Geppetto

Age:
38

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Appearance:

Color:
Grayish Blue

Symbol:


Semblance:
Puppet Strings - Quinton can create tangible strings out of his Aura which burns organic creatures or objects with souls with the sole expection of himself, but it leaves inorganic objects intact. But it has a different use for Inorganic objects, Quinton can control the movements of things, for instance he could swing and stab with a loose weapon from across the battlefield as long as his String is attached to it. But he can also control the movements of animated things with ease and use it as his own, for instance he can control robots and soulless androids with ease and use them skillfully. But his Semblance is useless on a living creature or an Android with a soul as his Semblance will either try to burn away a person's aura or their skin.

Weapon Name:
Pinoko

Weapon Appearance/Function:
Type: Pinoko is a large Beowulf-like puppet that Quinton can control. Pinoko is controlled by Quinton's semblance which allows him to move it fluidly on the battlefield rather he's on it's back or from a distance, within it's maw there's a weapon launcher that can launch swords and other kinds of blades at breakneck speeds towards a target. It's built from a strong material so only the strongest of Grimm or Huntsmen can destroy Pinoko.

Weapon Derivation:
Puppets and Ninja Style Weapons

Holstered/Sheathed Appearance:
Cannot be sheathed

Form 1:
Giant Mechanical Dog

Form 2:
Blade Launcher within it's maw that can launch all sorts of blades, ranging from full sized katanas to Shurikens and kunai knives.

Personality:
Quinton has a nice and fatherly disposition to him, as he's soft spoken and formal which makes him pleasant to be around. But once you go deeper one would learned that he is a man tormented by his past and the choices made for him years ago and is dangerous to the people he believes caused him his pain and the pain to his family. Even though he doesn't enjoy hurting others he feels that it is needed to be done so his pain can be validated to the world as he felt that all others ignored his family's pain and suffering.

History:
WIP
Was a Huntsmen for most of his teen adult life.
Had twins at a young with his wife when they were young.
Stayed at home while his wife kept on doing work as a Huntress.
His Wife died during a missing when his kids were young
Started taking missions again while his children became older and tried to support himself and his kids.
Kids died when Grimm attacked their house, which was supposed to be protected by local militia.
Quinton quit the Huntsmen and became a renegade after he learned his children were ignored deliberately by the Militia to better focus on the richer residents in the neighborhood.
Quinton hunted down and killed each of the militiamen that ignored his house.
Quinton has since been wandering around taking odd jobs and help destabilize the governments as he feels that right now that the goverments of the kingdoms are to apathetic to the lower classes issues for the sake of a fake peace.

[tanderbolt]

Here's my character.

Thomas Adkins

Username: @tanderbolt

"Once you’ve been through hell you wonder how people live so carelessly.”

Name: Thomas Adkins

Age: 37

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance: (Additional appearance information. Height, weight, outfit, etc. Here include any body alterations such as mechanical/missing body parts or anything of that nature.)
The only outfit he wears is his uniform, no matter the occasion. He even keeps his gas mask on, he feels uncomfortable appearing in public without it. Not many people have seen his face, but they say he’s pretty ugly and has an impressively messy beard underneath.

Color: Grey

Symbol:

Semblance: When he’s on the verge of losing consciousness, he can force himself to get up and keep fighting. He doesn’t heal or recover from his accumulated injuries at all, it merely dulls his pain allows him to endure beyond his normal limits of durability. The strain on his body means that it takes him a full day to recover afterwards, he cannot do it again until he has had this time to recover.

Weapon

Weapon Name: War Requiem

Weapon Appearance/Function:

It’s a large bore shotgun, large enough that it can also fire off smaller grenade rounds. They aren’t as powerful as full grenades, but it adds versatility.
There is a knife that serves as a bayonet attachment, which looks like this. The grip also functions as brass knuckles.


Type: Melee and Ranged

Weapon Derivation: Combat Shotgun/ Grenade Launcher with bayonet attached.
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: Just carries it on a sling on his back, nothing fancy.
Form 1: Bayonet attached
Form 2: Bayonet detached

Personality: (optional)

History: Thomas came from a poor mining town , built on a dust deposit far from civilization. The only opportunities were working in the mines or manning the fortifications that held off the Grimm. His parents left him little guidance, and so he roamed the streets, picking fights with other youth who had nothing better to do. The years went by and grew stronger and more skilled, and became the first person from his town to be accepted to a huntsman academy. For once the people had something to celebrate, and everyone wished him well as he went to attend Atlas Academy.

Atlas Academy taught Thomas discipline and stoicism. He struggled in some of the more academic classes, but always earned high marks during combat assessments. Thomas enjoyed his time there until he heard that the situation in his hometown was growing worse and that there was an urgent need for more manpower. He left the academy to join the army as a regular soldier, not a huntsman, so that he could defend home in its hour of need.

The situation never got any better. Every Grimm attack led to more casualties, more suffering, and more Grimm. The frontlines were a perpetual meat grinder, where soldiers were just another resource to stem the tide. Thomas survived endless assaults and counterassaults, which hardened him even further. The commanders weren’t concerned about casualties, even artillery barrages that annihilated their own soldiers were acceptable as long as it kept the Grimm at bay.

Thomas could mark the passage of time by how long it had been since his unit had been resupplied and by how many of his comrades had died. After a while the generals made a decision that the town was no longer worth protecting (possibly related to the depletion of the dust mine), and pulled out any assets deemed valuable. Others, like Thomas, were ordered to hold their position until a nonexistent relief force arrived, under penalty of death for desertion. He obeyed this order and held out, fighting on as attrition slowly took its toll.

In the end only Thomas was left. All of the others who had fought alongside him had long since disappeared or been killed in battle, leaving him alone in the ruins. He scavenged around and survived for years, completely isolated from the rest of humanity. His life was without purpose or direction, just driven off an impulse to survive. His isolation was broken when he encountered a group of salvagers risking their lives to explore the ruins. In exchange for his help navigating the area, they offered him passage back to civilization. He accepted, because it finally occurred to him that there was a world outside of this warzone.

His years and experiences on the battlefield still haunted Thomas in civilian life. Legally, he was missing and presumed dead, and certain to be court martialed if he contested this. More practically, he lacked any skills other than fighting and had no support network. All the years of war have left him uneasy with peace and the comforts of everyday life, and given him little in the way of moral guidance. At present, he lives a reclusive life and takes jobs from anyone who needs someone who can fight, without any plans beyond simply surviving until the next morning.

[Sho Minazuki]

I don't think history and personality should be optional by the way. Those are things integral to building or setting up a character, and helps other plays find connections or figure out interactions.

Hider

Username: Sho Minazuki

"Look, I'm a little tired right now, so can we make this quick?"

Name: Wolfram Mord

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance:

Color: Inky black

Symbol: An eye-scarred raven.

Semblance:
Raven Mirage - Wolfram can disperse into a murder of ravens and crows, and can use them to scout as well, some have called him the 'vampire of crows' due to how visually similar he disperse into crows compared to when a vampire disperses into bats in popular media. Other abilities include that these crows can function as normal crows and feed on animals to give him energy as well. He is powerful enough to have an abundance of crows in an area that it can be difficult to figure out where he will appear next, compared to his student years.

Weapon Name: Vindicator

Weapon Appearance/Function: The gloves are more a utility than an actual weapon, using the circuits that are all along the palms, he can materialize dust into small weapons. Larger weapons require something far more advanced or a work-around method, and far more dust due to density issues.
Type: Dust
Weapon Derivation: Twin gauntlets, lean in appearance.
Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: A pair of really stylish elbow long gloves. Some seemingly mechanical parts along the forearm area, and dust slots.
Form 1: Conduit Function, Materialize - When entering combat mode, a thing steel armor covers the gloves, also colored black, and along the palm, circuits matching the hand appear. Through those circuits he can use the dust equipped to form throwing knives of varying size and element, as well as creating thin wire for trapping and even slicing, and finally, needles, which are his most potent and efficient means of disabling or killing someone.
Form 2: Conduit Function, Imbue - Not really a second form, just another function. He carries twin knives that he uses as a secondary weapon when forced into close quarters, with the imbue function he can give these knives new properties, or even extend their reach. This isn't limited to the knives though. He has other equipment as well for this very concept.
Form 3: Conduit Function, Shroud - He can cancel both imbue and materialize to use his gauntlet as the main weapon, by wrapping it in dust, he can use it defensively, or expel it upon striking a target for more damage.
Form 4: Grappling Hook - There's a grappling hook on this thing. Neat.
Form 5: Gambit Round - There's a one-shot and powerful pistol underslung on the gauntlet. It only has one round, and it's settings have it use all the dust that is currently equipped, making the single shot insanely powerful, but renders the gauntlet useless. This is a useful option in some cases. The drawback is that he'll need to re-equip all the dust vials again, which takes quite awhile.

Elemental Functions: The following are functions he can add for his knives and needles depending on elements.

• Gravity - He can use this dust to bind enemies to areas that are marked by his needles or knives. He can also create the reverse effect and propel himself, or an enemy far away.
• Explosive - By combining fire and earth, he can create a violent explosive knife.
• Incendiary - A simple fire type.
• Frostbite - A simple ice type designed to disable parts of a body, or even freeze their heart.
• Shredder - A concentrated wind or air type that disperses the knife into a cutting wind.
• Water - He can douse his enemies in water with this.
• Stun - Sends out an electric shock on whatever surface it lands on, and stuns them. It's especially deadly if they are soaked.

Equipment: The following he carries on him in order to use Imbue for.

• Large Folding Shuriken - These shuriken are a little larger than normal, and fold so they're easy to carry. He only has a few, so he prefers to use them in a boomerang fashion. It's useful when fighting a crowd of grimm.
• Twin Knives, The Harbingers - Twin double-sided knives, straight blade, cross guard. They look fancy, and actually have a hidden dust vial in their handles, allowing him to do a surprise reload once his gauntlets run out of Dust. Alternatively, the dust can be used to propel the knife even faster when thrown, which can surprise his opponents.
• Compound Bombs - These on their own are regular smoke bombs, but the smoke is made of a compound that reacts well with dust, allowing him to make fire bombs, cold bombs, and so on, depending on the dust he imbues into them before throwing.

Personality: Despite his heavy presence and the way he looks and his skills, he's a very carefree person, normally seen with a friendly smile that people often mistake for a creepy slasher type. He's just a guy trying to live right now, a little cynical, as he once had aspirations of his own. He made his living in the underground with assassination jobs, they weren't his cup of tea, but he was very good at them, plus no one else wanted to hire him, so inadverdently he became known as the "Harbinger of Death", and all those other names. He didn't become a Hunter to kill people, he became one to kill Grimm, so he was not content with this. Still, it gave him an enormous amount of money, so he couldn't complain. Assassinations to him were like that desk job you hate so much at this point, and really just about anything would pique his interest.

History: Wolfram was no honor student, in fact no one liked him except his team back in Haven, who honestly were all friendly. He was considered the strange kid, reserved, and almost like a pushover, normally that alone wouldn't put him in the situation he was, but it was the fact that he had an uncanny talent at pointing out people's weaknesses. It wasn't semblance, he already awoke to that, so it scared people that he could figure out very quickly what made them tick. Nothing really happened with it though, and he graduated normally. Some of his team suggested him to a medical profession, as his talent would be very useful in that field. Others suggested the black ops of militaries. He wanted to fight Grimm though... But he considered the options.

He ended up trying both. It was difficult for him to enter the military medical field, because he was just so horrible at it's theory, then he was offered to the black ops, assassinations and the like, and he was just really really good at it. He eventually quit though, because he didn't like the line of work, but eventually he starved because he couldn't find other jobs, he did the odd Grimm slaying job on mission boards, and among other things, but as his failures in higher level Grimm slaying missions became apparent, his options narrowed, until he eventually starved for a whole month.

That all ended when his asking around for jobs eventually landed him into the underground's mission boards, because someone wanted his skills as an assassin. As he was pretty much starving and desperate, he accepted, and before he knew it, he became reputed as one of the best assassins in the history of Hunters and Huntresses, albeit in the underground. Although little did he know until later, there was no turning back. No regular mission board would accept him picking up a quest, very few had need of his talents too, and so there he was, stuck in the underground, almost by accident.

[PatrickDrummer]

I'll join in... Also please tell me someone here has seen the Season 3 Finale.

[FateWeaver]

Fairly certain most (if not all) of us have at this point, @PatrickDrummer.

[Sho Minazuki]

I'm about to watch that over dinner.

EDIT: Now that I've seen it, imagine an RP set waaaaaay before civilization, and basically the founding of the first hunters made up off the silver eyed?

[IceHeart]

Hitsuji Momo

Username: IceHeart

“People think lambs are cute and cuddly, makes it easier to beat the stuffing out of em!"

Name: Hitsuji Momo

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Race: Sheep Faunus.

Appearance: 5’1”, 118 lbs

Color: Yellow

Symbol: A broken ram horn with three red claw marks that start from the broken tip and travel to the bottom of the horn’s curve.

Semblance: Unstoppable Ram: A very straightforward use of Aura that is very simple but effective. Hitsuji collects her aura into a single point around her and then causes the aura to instantly repel herself in the opposite direction. This use of Aura propulsion has several advantages. First the power of her aura is rather explosive, giving her a lot of extra firepower. Second, she can move without giving herself away through body movement, for example not having to tense up to jump as she can literally just rocket herself upward with aura. Third, she can actually change her own direction in midair through the use of her semblance.

One downside of her semblance is she can only use it for explosive bursts of speed. As such she can rocket away in one direction but she can instantly use another burst to change her direction. The semblance requires at least 5 seconds between bursts to be used effectively again. Still the power and speed the semblance gives her is not to be underestimated.

Weapon Name: Hard Case

Weapon Appearance/Function:

Type: Close-Ranged Melee Weapon with Dust Cartridge Compatibility. Also has a Short-Ranged Pistol form.

Weapon Derivation: Brass Knuckles/Magnum

Holstered/Sheathed Appearance: At first appearance they look like just like unusually large, pink, metal bracelets.

Form 1: They take a traditional brass knuckles appearance, complete with four ‘knuckles’. The brass knuckles can be augmented with ‘dust’ knuckles, little dust ‘studs’ of various design that attach to the knuckles.

Form 2: The two brass knuckles can change into an edged weapon, a blade appears alone the edge of the knuckles and extends two inches on either side of the fist, making razor fists.

Form 3: By placing the two brass knuckles together they combine, the holes in the knuckles collapse and change into the barrel of a Magnum pistol. This Magnum form can also be equipped with special dust cartridges for various effects.

Personality: Her manner of talking and speech can seem rather cute and fluffy, that is until one starts to notice some rather disturbing things she will just so nonchalantly. Small but exploding with energy, it is hard for her to sit still and she can be rather impatient. Her cute, sweet voice contrasts at times so sharply with what she says, people have been known to feel shivers down their spine just by seeing her warm smile. Generally a bit twisted in the head and full of dark humor but not necessarily evil.

History: Hitsuji Momo starting out living in one of the few remaining settles outside of the main populations centers, between Vale and Vacuo. The small settlement was home to some rough and tumble kind of folks who were quite brave and so amazing there were few Grimm attacks early on. A good portion of the populace was Faunus so there was plenty of others to play and grow up with so there was little discrimination.

This ideal community was destined for destruction however, when a certain stranger came to town. The stranger was human and was badly hurt from a Grimm attack. The town quickly took care of him but as it turned out it was his mind that needed repair more so than his body. The stranger lashed out at everyone in his dilerium, injuring some of the people, this event and person created enough unease to attract creatures of Grimm.

The Grimm overran the town, killing most of the population and the stranger disappeared over the course of the ensuing battle. Hitsuji had the misfortune of watching her family get slaughtered by Grimm, causing her to pass out. Because she was unconscious, the Grimm did not notice her small form and left the area. Hitsuji was rescued by a Huntsman and soon she started to attend Signal Academy.

At signal she crafted her weapon and became very interested in Grimm. Soon her life was filled with learning how to better fight and kill Grimm. She also started to almost exclusively devote her studies to the Grimm and combat. After studying at Signal for a few years she was sent to Beacon Academy to become a true huntress.

It did not take long for her to reach huntress status and she was soon known for her brutal takedowns of Grimm both large and small giving her the nickname "Rampaging Ram". She was so intent of the utter destruction of Grimm that often on missions she could even forget her original objective as she hunted down creatures of Grimm. She tried to take as many Grimm extermination missions as possible.

She was a part of a team for a brief bit but a very serious accident happened during a mission when a particularly large Grimm appeared. Uitsuji charged the Grimm and in the process caused a cave-in when she smashed the Grimm into the side of the cave they were in. Her reckless behavior and lack of remorse for her fallen teammates caused her to be expelled from beacon and since then she has gone to doing underground mission boards, specializing in Grimm extermination and also capture, which is not something done through legitimate channels.