[OOC] R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

[Raijinslayer]

@ChicknI'll nerf the damage output a bit and get rid of the claw bit. Didn't really feel it that much, and it makes it so he'll have to be a bit more reliant on others. Basically, if he's got on his own out of ammo, he's gonna have a bad time. And I'm fine with making him a she to help balance thinks out.

[Chickn]

@Raijinslayer I think that'll be sufficient, thanks man. Also, like I said, you don't have to genderswap if you're not wanting to. But if you want to, that'd be awesome.

@Holy Soldier Yeah, we definitely need the females. haha. I totally understand not wanting to switch. I personally switched my character from male to female, and it's still weird getting used to it. Coch is good for his name.

@Both, Reap should be on tomorrow to give you guys the Official Seal of Acceptance^TM (Patent pending).

[Raijinslayer]

@ChicknEh, it's something I don't do a lot, so might as well give it a shot when the opportunity arises.

[Holy Soldier]

@ChicknYeah, I was looking up pics I would use if I made Coch a female, and If I made her, it would change the entire profile. Completely lol. I would have made her a singer and a dancer, which would have made for a pretty humorous battle. But I can always make her a NPC? Too bad you guys don't accept second characters, but I guess a female will eventually come along. I just thought the idea would make for a cute NPC. :)

Spoiler!

[Turboshitter]

Remind me again, do we have a full second team now? Because I could always contribute another character to even out our gender problems xD

EDIT: Also, just noticed this but

>"plain-looking yet powerful railgun"
>"plain-looking"
>"railgun"

You have clearly never seen an actual railgun :P

[Raijinslayer]

@ChicknMinor edits have been made, and Gender has been swapped.

Character sheet

Name: Violetta Hyacin, but she prefers to go by Vi when asked for her name

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Species: Human

APPEARANCE

Vi is a average-looking girl, not stunningly beautiful but not truly that bad either. Her hair is cut in a somewhat messy fashion, and usually is something that she doesn't deal with until it starts to become an annoyance. In terms of her figure, she's rather slender and lithe in her build, with a somewhat larger than average bust and slight hourglass shape to her frame. She has some muscles and tone to her body, but not a lot due to it being hard for her to gain much with her body type, as well as a lack of real effort to build it up.

Height: 5'10

Weight: 155lbs

Clothing Style: Vi dresses to be as inconspicuous and unnoticeable as possible, tending to wear either black and/or dark purple clothes to assist in this. She wears a large black and purple zip-up hoodie, baggy jeans, and some sneakers before calling it a day, not really too particular about what she wears.He also wears contacts to help him with her vision, and while she isn't blind without them, they will definitely cause problems if she doesn't have them in.

Hair Color: Purple

Eye Color: Dull Gray

COMBAT

Weapon: Black Needle: Vi's main weapon starts off as a plain-looking, yet powerful railgun, made to pierce through the armor of even the strongest grimm with little difficulty, firing off a single reinforced bullet at insane speeds. However, in order to make the shot, the lightning dust has to charge up for a bit(about one post) before firing, which causes the gun to over-heat immediately and giving it a cool down time that's at least double that of the charge time(two posts). To add extra power, it can be over-charged, but the longer it's charged, the longer the cool down, as well as a chance for the weapon to possible over-heat while charging, resulting in the weapon exploding with the stored electrical energy. After every shot, the weapon needs to be reloaded with both another bullet and a lightning dust cartridge, as it uses up the whole thing in that single shot.

When there Vi is unable to use her weapon as the Sniper rifle she'd like it to be, she can shift the weapon into it's shotgun form, causing the barrel to expand and slide down towards her in order to shorten the length of the weapon and make it easier to handle. After a quick ammunition change, the weapon can now fire powerful slug rounds at the enemy, which can also be switched around for Dust rounds if needed, enabling her to deal quite a bit of damage to those who think they can take him up close. The effective distance of this weapon is a bit larger than most others of this type due to the slug ammunition, meaning that he can also take some foes by surprise if they thing they can play a game of keep away. The downside to this is that her weapon lacks the spread that shotguns normally have, and thus makes it hard to deal with speedy opponents, as she has to make every shot count instead of just going hog wild.

The name black needle comes from the appearance of the projectiles once they're fired from the railgun, as they strangely enough leave a thin trail of black energy behind the bullet for some reason. This has the unfortunate effect of giving away her position in a fight.

Semblance: Now you see me . . .: Vi's semblance is the ability to turn herself and anything she's holding both invisible and intangible for a short amount of time. However, it takes about three seconds or so for this effect to complete, meaning he can't use it to avoid attacks if he;s in the heat of battle. The effect can last up to a full minute, though that can be fairly tiring, but it also ends the moment that she's about to launch an attack against a chosen target, resulting in a three second fade in that starts the moment he's cemented the idea in his head.(Ex. She sees a grimm, activates her ability, and then, after she decided to walk over behind the grim to initiate the counter attack, some part of her will instantly become visible, and over three seconds, the rest of her will follow up as he tries to walk over and commence the attack. The moment she attacks, she becomes fully tangible as well.) She tries not to use this ability consecutively, as it can really tire her out to keep going in and out of it like that.

During the fade-in and fade-out, there is usually some kind of effect that goes with it, either his body seeming to unravel, some parts fading out before others due, his eyes suddenly beginning to glow, or a unusually wide smile spreading across his face. He doesn't know the reasons for this, nor does he particularly care. From time to time, different effects will pop up other than those stated, but they are the most common.

Dust: Lightning dust powers his weapon while it's in its railgun form, and she tends to use all kinds of dust in his shotgun rounds, usually things like lightning, ice, and gravity to keep her foes locked down and give herself or her teammates time to go in for the kill. To further that goal, she also has special trap rounds that don't activate upon impact with a solid surface, instead burrowing into the ground or whatever living surface(or Grimm) they've been placed on, which she can activate by pressing a special button on the gun that sends out the signal, activating the dust to create an explosion of elemental energy underneath or around the target.

Skills:

• Stealth
• Tracking
• Marksmanship
• Trap Setting
• Strategizing and Planning

PERSONALIZED

Personality:

• Curious
• Odd
• Mocking
• Calm
• Apathetic

Skills:

• Reading
• People Watching
• Stalking
• Photography
• Sleight of Hand
• Stage magic
• Gambling

Background: Vi comes from a long line of Hunters and Huntresses, all of them masters of the arts of stealth and deception. From birth she's been expected to join the ranks of the Hunters and keep the people of Remnant safe from the horrors of grim, taking to the Shadows in order to hunt down the savage beasts and drive humanity forward. And while Vi has worked towards that goal, she's rather . . . unmotivated by it. She's rather unmotivated by most things really, looking at the world through the eyes of someone struggling to care about it. She does what her parents ask her to, and works just hard enough to meet their expectations, but anyone who watches her can tell she never really gives her best at anything.

Vi grew rather lonely, as her family has long been seen as a sort of boogeyman amongst the people of the world, as they tend to keep to themselves and the methods of some of their predecessors were known to be rather . . . disturbing, if effective, in how they disposed of the Grimm, not to mention the odd behaviors and mannerisms of some of the more notable hunters to have spawned from their brood. Left to her own devices all his life, never really interacting with anyone but her family, she developed some . . . odd coping habits to deal with her loneliness, like watching others from afar, and stalking those she found to be particular interesting and that she thought she could learn from. She took to copying the manner of other kids in attempts to fit in, but they usually ended in failure as people just found it weird and creepy. As she reached her teenage years, entering into the combat school of Signal like her parents wanted, she began to stop really caring about what other people thought.

As the years went on, she simply let herself be absorbed by the job and lifestyle her parents wanted for her, lounging around the near other people, some part of her still hoping to glean some information out of those around her, yet most of her not really caring so much about it. As she attends Beacon, she feels neither relief that she was accepted, nor worry for the new year. Instead, she simply preps herself for another year by herself as people label her off as the creepy girl in class you shouldn't talk to.

Character Theme: This character is based around the Chesire cat in terms of her semblance and some of her demeanor, though instead of a smiling, happy go-lucky personality, I decided to focus more on the strong sense of apathy and uncaring that the character seems to have in all of his incarnations, a lack of caring for the world around him except when certain people or events catch his interest. In those instances, she'll show more of her true self, a somewhat intrusive and obsessive personality that seems a bit off-kilter to the average person

Other:Has a pet cat named Alice that he takes with him nearly everywhere during his off days. She's a black cat with one blue eye and one green eye, and a strip of white fur that goes all the way down her back and up her tail.

@TurboshitterYeah, only seen the anime versions. Google them though, definitley some bulky pieces of machinery.

[BCTheEntity]

@Raijinslayer Just a thought, but isn't Violet typically considered a feminine name anyway? I feel like "Violetta" has a certain degree of redundancy to it. I'd also like to note, based on what's shown in RWBY, that an aura's defense generally seems to be nigh-impenetrable until it actually collapses, so there's that.

[ReaptheMusic]

@Raijinslayer@Holy Soldier

UghhhhhHHHHHH I've made an error. At this point in time, my limit of two teams playing together (which is already hectic) means I can only accept one of you to be a freshmen at Beacon Academy. HOWEVER! I do intend for a third, upperclassmen team to be installed sometime during the Vytal Festival which will be coming up here soon, as a rival fighting team. That is a limit of four extra characters after I accept one today (with exceptions I cannot specify at this moment in time for spoiler reasons.) From then on we can have your characters continue in the game.

In other words, if one of you is willing to wait until then, then you will be 'accepted' but only able to play later. AND for the sake of my own sanity, not place your character into the character tab until that point in time. I will ALERT you when it is time.

HOWEVER.

If both of you want to be freshmen, and I must say BOTH of your characters are very interesting and I would love to see where they go, then I request a paragraph long, in character roleplay sample. From there, I can decide who immediately becomes apart of the second freshmen team of Colors of Dawn, and who will come in a little later.

[Chickn]

@BCTheEntity It's cool. Violetta is just a variation of Violet. As for the Aura issue, did you watch vol. 3, mate?? Yang's Aura should have been near full, as she showed next to no signs of fatigue. She hadn't even done much fighting at all prior to her encounter with Adam. Poof, her arm is gone, just like that.

[BCTheEntity]

@Chickn I did not know that about that name. I just figured redundant letters were being added for the sake of sounding more feminine. And as I've pointed out before, Adam either has a bullshit OP Semblance with the capacity to cut through a person's aura like it's not there, or a bullshit OP sword with an edge sharp enough to cut open the fabric of space-time. Or through a Huntress' aura.

[ReaptheMusic]

@BCTheEntityDon't talk about my husbando like that.

[Holy Soldier]

@ReaptheMusicI can wait. No hurry. I don't mind waiting to be inserted later. I guess I will have to increase Coch's age by a year?

[ReaptheMusic]

@Holy Soldier That should be sufficient. ^^ Would you mind putting up a rp sample anyways?

[Holy Soldier]

@ReaptheMusicI'll post one up when I get home from work. During Mon-Fri, I am normally at work from 0830-1600 central US time. So, I'll be writing from my phone majority of the time.

[ReaptheMusic]

@Holy SoldierThank you, apologies for the inconvienience.

[Holy Soldier]

@ReaptheMusiclol I'm probably going to go ahead and say this. I don't know if I can write just a "paragraph" long writing sample. I think this writing sample is going to be about 3+ pages...but maybe less. I am just about to start on it and that's what I have guesstimated. I hope that it'll be entertaining to read in the least. :)

[Raijinslayer]

@ReaptheMusicJust to be certain, I'm in officially and can post now, right?

[Holy Soldier]

Sample Post - Coch

The fountain hissed and bubbled, but not in an irritable manner. It was nature; and the hiss was a steady sound that placed him in a meditative state as he sat upon the wall. The young man’s hair was as red as the rose and bore as many short layers as a dandelion did petals. One rebellious strand hung over his brow as his golden eyes beneath half-mast lids gazed distantly upon the stone tiles beneath his feet. His right leg was comfortably folded over his left, cradling the crimson guitar in his arms as the acoustic twangs carried around the vicinity. The guitarist bobbed his head softly to the music as his fingers walked along the frets and strings, his picking teasing the guitar to sing.

His name was Coch, and he was a recent addition to Beacon Academy. The song had been random, suiting no purpose other than to be played and heard, but as he played, he always imagined for that moment, the world being at peace. There were no wars. There were no Grimm. There was no need to become a Huntsmen, Huntress, or Soldier. The world was the way it should have been—happy. He played to escape to the pleasant realm he had created for himself, and at times, he played to share that realm with others. Perhaps other students could find joy or peace in his music?

Sometimes, time carried on quicker than he expected when he sat down to play. Coch wasn’t so easily disturbed once he started playing. That might have been true until a pair of toned legs walked passed him. He continued to play, his golden eyes creeping over to the backside of a blonde Huntress who was gradually growing further and further away the longer he stared. She had some curves on her. His observation caused the corner of his lip to pull into a naughty smirk.

Coch ceased playing and slung his guitar behind his back. He stood and crept around the fountain until he felt that he could hide himself and still see the warrior. He knelt behind the wall and peeked over it, raising a hand to the side of his mouth as he threw his voice:

Those legs…

The blonde girl stopped abruptly and whirled. Had someone been behind her? Her brows were high on her head as she blinked in her bewilderment. She swore someone had been behind her. Coch’s eyes gleamed at the sight of her gorgeous rack. What a bombshell!

Your breasts are like two perfectleh ripe melons...

Her cheeks erupted in heat as her arms quickly crossed over her chest and frantically, she started looking about. Where was that voice coming from? Was there a ghost? Oh my god; or worse, a creeper! Her creeper alarms were howling. She hugged herself, feeling so disturbed and violated.

I woz’ payin’ you a compliment girl.

Oh; she wanted to kill this guy. The stereotype about blondes being dimwitted would have ended that day as she squeezed her breasts tighter, causing them to swell, and rubbed her knees together shyly.

“Oh my, you have a way with words, mm…and you sound so handsome. Where are you, lover boy?” she asked.

A grin cracked on Coch’s face, his lips unzipping with the slickness of a fox. He grasped the edges of the wall and replied: “You kin find me at tha’ fountain, me dear.”

Coch’s brows then crashed together and eyes grew nervously large when the girl started quickly marching over to the fountain. Her hands were balled into purposefully fists and her strides full of aggression. She came before a black-haired boy with glasses, his finger flipping through his scroll. Two booted widely-spread feet came within the guy’s view and he looked up to gaze into the tight, fleshy cleavage of two of the most gorgeous boobs he had seen in quite some time. There was no fault in the teen immediately exclaiming: “HOLY COW!”

The blonde’s right eye twitched. “W…What did you call me?”

It was then that the teen realized the error of his ways, and in his panic to redeem himself, the blonde had slapped her hand heavily down upon his shoulder. Her fingers curled like claws into his uniform jacket before her other hand grabbed his arm at the elbow. Her might had looked effortless as she swung her hip, bending forward to lift the teen from his seated position.

With a scorned scream, the girl roared: “PEEEEEERRRRRRVEEEERRRRTTT!”

Coch’s mouth fell open and face paled when the teen disappeared in an explosion of upheaved rock. The slabs of rock had rose about him in a three-foot-deep crater, marking the poor sod’s grave!

’ardly knew ya, Coch thought in prayer for the poor guy.

The girl went from being a love goddess to an over-reactive monster! He had to escape while he still had the chance. The guitarist remained crouched and started crawling away on his hands and knees. He felt like those kids in that one movie with the Grim raptors having breeched the laboratory except the Grim raptor wore a blonde wig!

The huntress was clapping the dust from her gauntleted hands when she frowned. She hadn’t been satisfied. His voice hadn’t sounded like the man who had sexually harassed her. Her green eyes narrowed as she turned an ear over her shoulder. Gradually, her eyes followed to see a red-headed man crawling away. She whirled in his direction and with a scowl, marched toward him.

“Excuse me! You there with the guitar!” she called.

Coch felt his soul freeze over. His inner-man suddenly sprouting breasts, growing long hair, and clapping her hands against her cheeks as she released a screech of bloody-murder. He was screwed! His golden eyes were shrunk in panic as he quickly tried to think of a way out of this situation.

The guitarist smoothly rose to his feet with his back facing her. He then slowly turned, his eyes narrowed in his best impression of a handsome sex god he could think of. His hand rose to his hair, his fingers raking through it for effect—girls liked that. Lowering his hand, he looked the blonde in her green eyes and summoning the baritone powers of Barry White, he greeted, “Hello.”

There was a minute of silence between the two, and a stare down that felt like it had lasted for an eternity. The blonde hadn’t made a move. Coch was trying his damnedest to keep his pores closed so that his pits didn’t start gushing sweat. Why was she staring? Had he enraptured her?

Suddenly, Coch jumped in fright when the blonde exclaimed, “I RECOGNIZE THAT VOICE! YOU’RE GONNA GET IT NOW!”

Coch bolted, arms swinging hard and teeth clenched in panic. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! How did his technique fail? She was on him like an attack dog, and she was pretty fast despite all her baggage!

“You got tha’ wrong guy!” Coch yelled.

“And I’m supposed to believe that there’s another with your accent.”

“Ah dun know what yer talkin’ ‘bout!”

“Ugh! You can’t fool me!”

He was losing stamina. They were both practically in a dead sprint around the courtyard and the girl was closing in on him. Clenching his eyes closed, he secretly prayed, praying that she would trip or twist her ankle. Clap! The blonde’s hand met his shoulder, fingers gripped him, and Coch wept internally for he knew his life was over.

The courtyard shook with a thunderous bang as the blonde huntress walked away from another rock pile, dusting her hands and smiling contently. A lone red guitar marked the grave of the guitarist as he laid there buried under the slabs of rock. The second grave left in the wake of the blonde bombshell.

The blonde paused, remembering something. “Oh, and welcome to Beacon!”

She had said it so merrily…

[ReaptheMusic]

@RaijinslayerNo. Please give me an rp sample.

[Raijinslayer]

@ReaptheMusicHere you go, hope it's entertaining. Also, before you ask, her brother died his hair and is wearing special contacts, thinks it makes him more intimidating, though Vi just think he looks stupid.

Sample Post

Vi(oletta) Hyacin

"Oi, Vi! Wake the hell up, you got a text from the school awhile ago, and if you don't move your ass, Mom and Dad are going to be pissed."

The urgent shout from Vi's older brother, Crimson, went unanswered for the longest time as the girl continued to sleep, buried beneath a mound of blankets, the purple haired girl curled up underneath the nest of cloth and wool with a lump of black fur resting with her as well, both much too comfortable to be bothered by anything right now. Some grumbling could be heard from the other side of the door, but soon footsteps could be heard walking away from the room. However, this would soon be followed by a louder set of footsteps, followed by the door being busted off it's hinges as the young Hunter burst in with a flying side kick. The door feel on top of the mound, waking up both Vi and Alice with quite a shock, and leading the other to panic as any animal would. Vi's screams of pain and panic would be followed by the mound rolling around the bed, knocking the door to the floor, before it fell to the floor, a black bolt dashing out of it and zooming through Crimson's legs.

Vi came up a short while later, looking decidedly less than pleased as he face and arms were covered in small but painful scratches, her gray eyes staring daggers into at her brother for his rude awakening. She was dressed in a light lilac gown, and her hair was a tangled mess, partially due to the tumble with the cat, but mostly because she always had terrible bed head in the morning. Her brother paid her angered glare little heed, reaching over to quickly pick her up by the scruff of her neck like, and dragging her over to the bathroom.

"Sorry for the door, but that'll be the last of your worries if you don't hurry and get to the Emerald Forest. I don't want to be around if they found out you got kicked out of the school before you even got a chance to join because you decided to sleep in. He continued to lecture, giving a slight shiver at the thought of being subject to his parent's in a pissed off mood. He expected for Vi to give a response by now, but she was strangely silent. Instantly realizing his folly, he turned around only to curse as he discovered that his younger sister had escaped, probably by using that annoyingly tricky semblance of hers. "Dammit Vi, you better be heading to the Forest! I'm not trying to have my head get bitten off by off just because you want to laze about like a bump on a log." Clicking his teeth, the Elder Hyacin went stomping off down the hall. It was only once he had rounded the corner that Vi let go of her Semblance, her head appearing first and spinning in place like it was hanging from a piece of thread, the rest of her figure be filled in by tiny threads of purple mist before she was completely whole again.

"Such a pain. . ." She muttered under her breath, reaching up to feel her head, only to wince slightly as she touched the spot where the door had landed on her, still somewhat tender from the recent. "Literally. *sigh* Why does he have to be such an overwhelming nag?

She turned around and walked back to her room to change, also not looking forward to facing her parents with such unfortunate news, especially if she didn't at least try. Just thinking of the previous punishments she'd been on the receiving end of such actions, while few and far between, sent a cold sweat of fear down her spine. The Hyacin were a family that was said to strike fear into the hearts of Grimm's themselves, and her mother(the true Hyacin) was definitely frightful enough to make that seem like a reality through her actions and fighting style, so it was no surprise that this traits trickled into their daily activities as well. With in ten minutes, she had showered and dressed, and was currently getting Black Needle out of it's place in her closet, when Alice finally returned to her room, rubbing against her while letting out an adorable 'meow'. Letting out one of her rare smiles, Vi took the spoiled feline in her arms, walking over to where her bag was and quickly depositing the sweet little thing inside.

"Now then, Alice, i'm gonna need you to do a little something for me when we get there. Nothing much . . ." She turned away from the dual-colored stare of Alice, in order to get some paper and and a pen, quickly righting out a short note on it, before rolling it up and wrapping it with some purple ribbon, kept in place by a wax seal bearing a somewhat creepy smileon it's front, her personal sigil as it were. "Just going to have you deliver a letter for me."