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Name: Jade

Gender: Female

Species: Nekomimi

Apparent Age: 17

Actual Age: 17

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Bio: Jade is a lazy catgirl whose sole mission in life is to avoid doing her homework, or any work at all. Her parents forced her to come to magic school when all she wants to do is lay around and eat snacks.

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Powers: Aerokinesis, which is the power to control and manipulate the air.

Downside: Takes naps at inconvenient times.

Weaknesses: Super lazy. She doesn't try very hard sometimes.

Fears(optional): Responsibility.

Items: Her belongings.

Extras(Like learned skills): She's pretty good at handstands.
Yes, I shall do that.
Hello.
I find this extremely intriguing.
Let me ask the obvious question: Are the PCs clones of heroes? Or could they be clones of villains as well?


To add to this question, can the PCs be clones of heroes or villains that are made up for this rp or do they have to be characters from the comics? I prefer to use my own, original characters tbh.
That's one way to do an interest check I guess.
@Crimmy@Slime@Silvan Haven
Civil War


"I wouldn't dream of it." That was Andrews only response to Gratia before he and the team of trainee hunters entered the office of one Gideon Blue.

Other than the two guards stationed right at the door, the office looked like what you'd expect for a mayor. The main piece of furniture of course being the desk, with various documents laying on it. The man himself, Gideon Blue sitting there, looking over several sheets of paper. The man didn't so much as look up at them until they'd all been shuffled inside and the doors behind them closed with a loud click. It was only then that he looked up and recognized their presence.

"So you're finally here, Mr. Felicia." His expression was neutral, his voice conveyed no real emotion, though one could say it had a certain coldness to it. He looked at them with scrutinizing eyes, as if he was deciding if any of them were worth his time.

"Gideon..." Andrew's voice was much more tense. "...you need to explain what's going on out there righ-"

The mayor put his hand up, "Of course, of course...I understand from an...outsider's perspective that the situation here in Gallia is completely unacceptable. So, I will explain everything in detail till you're all satisfied." The mayor stacked the papers in his hand neatly before setting them on the table. "Before we begin however, I believe introductions are necessary, don't you think Mr. Felicia? We may already know each other, but this is my first time meeting these young ones. This is their missions after all is it not? Why not let them do the questioning?"

Andrew briefly looked back at the kids, before looking back at Gideon. "Fine. Gideon, this is Gratia, Beryl, Vega, and Silver. And visa versa. Boom. Done." Andrew stepped back to the side, letting Gideon have his full gaze upon the team.

"As I'm sure you've all seen first hand flying in here, the situation is shockingly grim." A strange statement from the mayor who seemed so completely calm. "This all really began about six months ago, right after the election. You see, for the past twenty years I had run unopposed as mayor, there simply was no one else who was willing to run against me." He said with a slight shrug. "This year was different. A man named James Poppy ran against me. He was quite popular with much of the community, and to my suprise the election was very, very close. I only won by a small fraction of votes."

"James?" Andrew stated with a tone of recognition.

With this, the Mayor let out a visible sigh, the first sign of any real emotion he'd conveyed so far. "Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse after the results came in. I was accused of manipulating the votes in my favor, by none other than James Poppy himself. Many...if not all his supporters believe and hang on his every word. It's because of that man this whole situation has unfolded, he didn't like how the election went, and he's attempting to take over by force."

"He not only has the backing of nearly half the people, but he's also recruited powerful mercenaries who are comparable to hunters and huntresses. So what I'm requesting from all of you is that you bring James Poppy to me, alive. I don't want him becoming some sort of martyr after all. How you go about doing that is up to you, I do not care to micromanage."

The mayor adjusted his seat. "Now I'm sure you all have your own questions you wish to ask me, I can see it on your faces." The mayor waited.
@Lazo@Guess Who@Awesomoman64
Violet Steel - Blossoming Relationships -


Violet had felt her face get warm when Thoúlē Aristeas specifically mentioned her in her praise of their work. Her semblance wasn't that big of a deal, was it? She looked away for a bit, not sure how to handle this.

Sand went to return the rifles and Violet figured that was the end of it. However that was not to be, because Sand brought back one of the rifles, and a harness to boot. Violet just looked confused when Sand handed them to her.

“Well done, team,” Sand said. “Especially you, Violet. You impressed the crew so much, they want you to keep the guns we borrowed. Be sure to thank them before we’re done here.”

"They...they did?" Violet said with a bit of surprise, taking the weapons and storing them on her person. She rather prefered her bow for various reasons but...the rifle did become handy back there. Maybe keeping it around was a good idea. "I'll...be sure to properly thank them..."

After that bit of praise, Sand switched gears and berated the team just a little...well really it was just at Robert. Violet felt a little bad for him, but really...he needed to stop being so careless and clumsy. He was going to get himself killed otherwise.

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Violet's ears twitched as they landed and came across this white-haired boy. Who was this person? Why did everyone they'd come across so far seem so...odd?

Violet of course kept these thoughts and opinions in her mind only. Sand had the pleasure of actually conversing with this person. She had other things to worry about, like the sense of danger and uneasiness that was making her hairs stand on end. She kept an eye out.
@Forsythe@FlitterFaux@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN@Plank Sinatra@Crimmy


Oh I have a question alright...


I let out an uncontrollable yawn as I stepped out of the transport. I hadn't meant to fall asleep on the ride there, I really hadn't. But for whatever reason I tended to get really sleepy when riding in vehicles. I slapped my cheeks as Oswald started talking to the pretty boy with the lanyard.

I visibly grimaced when Oswald hinted at how poorly our previous mission had gone. That...that was the understatement of the year. I decided it was best to forget about it, that was then, and this was now. This mission was going to go just fine, it was a concert after all, what could possibly go wrong? Even if a few Grimm showed up, it wasn't like we couldn't handle that.

Speaking of the concert, just being here, off the transport was already getting me awake and pumped up. Sure we had a job to do but...this was a freaking concert! I'd always wanted to go to one of these! I couldn't help but be excited at all the energy around me.

This of course also raised a really important question that Oswald had failed to ask. It seemed it was up to me then, I raised my hand, making my body float off the ground a little to make up for how pathetically short I was.

"I have a question too! Can we get autographs after the show!? I'm a big fan!"

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@Lazo@Guess Who@Awesomoman64
Violet Steel - Blossoming Relationships -


Violet surveyed their surroundings as she stepped out of the elevator, taking it all in. The Grimm were still a good distance away, far enough that the Sand probably figured it would be a waste of ammo to start firing till they drew closer. That was true for most people, but not for Violet.

"I've got this...don't worry." Violet reassured everyone as she stepped out in front of them. Violet was the newcomer of the team, and as polite as her teammates had been to her so far, they still barely new her. They didn't know how what she could do, or how reliable she was, how she felt about things, nothing. It made her feel like a blank slate, starting anew.

This was her chance to show them who she was, what she could do. That was how you formed bonds and mutual trust right? She had to prove herself right here, right now.

Her face was expressionless, she may have been eager, but whenever she prepared for combat she always suppressed her emotions, they would only get in the way. She raised her rifle up and took aim. "..."

The sounds of gunfire went off, Violet began to systematically aim and shoot the closest Grimm. One bullet straight to the head and the first Grimm was falling out of the sky, then another and another and another. Soon she'd gone through her clip of thirty, and there were thirty less Grimm to content with.

She wordlessly loaded the next clip into the rifle and began to process again, using a single bullet for each kill, her aim was perfect.
@Crimmy@Slime@Silvan Haven
Civil War


"Listening to both sides is exactly what we should do if we want to get to the bottom of this." Andrew said in agreement with the team's assessment. "But let's hold off any judgements of either side till we do that yeah?"

The rest of the flight was relatively silent, other than Andrew's occasional comments whenever he noticed something interesting. After some time they reached the continent of Mistral. A town came into view that matched Andrew's description of Gallia and its surrounding areas. As they flew over the town they all got an excellent look at the current state of Gallia.

It was divided, in the most literal sense. Cutting the town almost perfectly in two was a wartorn line that seperated the village east and west. It was clear that a major battle or battles had occurred at this line, many of the buildings and homes around the line were heavily damaged, on fire, or just outright destroyed.

"Gideon...what the hell are you doing? How did he let it get this bad?" Andrew muttered to himself in an agitated tone, the amount of disarray and destruction surprising even him. What on earth was happening in this town?

The airship began to descend as a rather large manor came into view, located on the eastern border of Gallia. Andrew landed the airship in the middle of it's garden, without much thought for said garden. Andrew got out of his seat and walked out of the airship as the bay doors opened, he gestured for the team to follow him.

They were greeted by several armed guards, pointing their weapons right at the group. "Halt! State your business here!" One of them said.

"It's me. Andrew Felicia. I'm here with the beacon team your wonderful mayor requested. Now where the hell is he? We need to talk right now."

The guards looked at each other before lowering their weapons. "Follow us..." They turned around and started heading inside the manor itself, leading the group down a hallway.

As they walked, Andrew suddenly looked at VGGB. His expression was grim and serious, his carefree attitude on the flight there had disappeared. "I don't know what's happening in this town, but something super sketchy is definitely up, do not drop your guard..." He said, quiet enough so the guards wouldn't hear.

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@Lazo@Guess Who@Awesomoman64
Violet Steel - Blossoming Relationships -


Ah, so it was time. Violet's ears twitched as she steeled herself for combat. It wasn't the first time she'd been in battle, and it would hardly be the last. Sixty Nevermores approaching? With the four of them plus the might of the Atlesian vessel on their side, this battle would be swift and decisive. Of course, Violet knew that she should never underestimate her opponents, no matter who they were, why it reminded her of the time tha-

Violet's train of thought was broken as she instinctively caught the rifle that was tossed at her. Violet quickly looked over the rifle, analyzing every detail of it and feeling it's weight, getting a handle of the weapon and how it would perform. It seemed to be fairly standard Atlesian tech, functional and reliable, nothing too quirky or fancy about it.

At Sand's explanation for the rifles Violet nodded in agreement, it made complete sense. After all, Violet's arrows were custom made and she would prefer if she could retrieve them if possible. That was one of the downsides of using bow and arrows, when you were out of arrows, you were out of luck...

At Sand's finally question, Violet merely clicked off the safety on the rifle, pointing the thing upwards. "Of course."

Violet glanced at Robert, for whatever reason, he seemed rather nervous. Hmmm...this was where she was supposed to reassure her teammate yes? She decided to give it a try.

"Um...don't worry...Robert." Phew! She remembered his name! "We've got this...no need to worry. N-Not that I'm implying you're nervous or anything!" Ugh, this was harder than she thought...she just wanted to start shooting already and forget she said a thing!
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