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7 yrs ago
Current First post after nearly a month of inactivity. Here's hoping I can get back into a good post routine before long.
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7 yrs ago
“Just put on anything by Enya. No, not anything. 'Orinoco Flow.' On repeat.”
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7 yrs ago
Managed to burn both my thumbs and index fingers pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven. I trusted you, oven mitts, and you betrayed me.
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7 yrs ago
Thanks to having to move earlier this year, I finally get to experience snow for the first time since my early childhood. It's absolutely wonderful :)
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7 yrs ago
RP’s that amass a good player base and have a good start only to suddenly die are why I have trust issues.
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Name: Träd Oak (umlaut optional while typing) Age: 17 Gender: Male Race: Human Weapon: Gram (Sword) and Svalinn (shield). Trad carries a double bladed long sword named Gram, capable of delivering precise and devastating blows. Its hilt is a dark leather wrap with an upward curved cross guard. While not the best swordsman, Trad can hold his own. Trad’s specialty his shield, Svalinn. Proudly displaying his emblem on the front, Trad’s massive kite shield is capable of blocking nearly everything that is thrown at him. If battle becomes intense, Svalinn can expand and mount in the ground, creating cover for him and his team. At this point Grams second mode is engaged. By turning the cross guard to down and holding them like grips, Gram becomes an assault rifle. A barrel extends from the bottom of the hilt while the blade then splits and folds into a stock. When not in use, Trad carries them both on his back. Specialty: Trad is a sturdy guardian, a warden more specifically. Hard to knock over and not someone you can push around, he is quick with a blade and doesn’t fool around in combat. Needing his arms to be able to move freely, Trad doesn’t wear armor, instead he relies on Svalinn. Being sturdy does come with a price. Trad isn’t very fast, most of the time if an opponent retreats he won’t be able to chase. Don’t expect him to be doing any backflips either, in fact his only real way of dodging is a quick jump. Semblance: Rooted. When activated, Trad becomes completely invulnerable. He cannot be hurt, he cannot be moved, where he stands is his ground. But the same goes for him, he cannot move. Even a blink is impossible while he is rooted. Personality: Trad is the guardian of Remnant! Or, at least that’s what he wants to be. Having a strange sense of duty, he strives to protect all that is good from those who would do it harm. In battle, Trad tends to remains calm even when things start looking bleak. The safety of others is his first priority, even to the point where he would lay down his arms or risk his life for others. Off the field, Trad is usually lighthearted and has a few jokes ready, with friends that is. With new people, he’s often quiet and hard to talk to. Trad prefers to either be alone, or in a group, being one on one is much too personal for him. Color: Forest Green Emblem: A large oak filled with green leaves on the top with winding and connecting roots on the bottom. Appearance: Standing around 5’ 9”, Trad isn’t the tallest or biggest, but he can keep a firm stance. His hair is dark blonde/light brown and is around shoulder length, but he keeps it in a ponytail. His eyes are piercing emerald, usually scanning the area or staring deep into your soul! While he tries to shave often, his face will usually have a dark stubble. When not in his required school uniform, Trad wears a dark green T-shirt with a brown vest. He has a brown strap on his chest that holds up his equipment. On his hands are green fingerless gloves secured by brown bracers, and to finish he has light brown cargo pants and heavy brown boots.
What would be the best way for me to get in touch with the other members of the soon to be seventh team? Just here in the OOC?
SAWEETNESS :D I'll get right to it! Its been sometime since I've done any RP, but I'll try my best to keep things moving. Anything I should check out/know to get started?
Hey, Forsythe told me you guys are looking for another player. I'm pretty new to RWBY but I'd love to join :)
Rob unsheathed his Kukri as he sat firmly on Arrow. He tried to keep his fear hidden, last thing these two needed to see was him freaking out. He'd faced the undead before, but never in a huge mass like this. Still, last thing they needed was a panic attack.

Cutting through on horse back wasn't as hard as he had thought. While he didn't have much range, any who tried getting close met with their second untimely demise. Once they had finally lost sight of the horde, Robert leaned forward and rested on his horse.

"I ain't got a clue. Maybe being in a group gave us stronger scent for them to find." Robert was just BSing, he was just as confused as Florence but had to at least try and rationalize it.
Robert stayed quiet during the conversation last night. It wasn't because he was shy or uncomfortable, but more ashamed at his story. Both these women were around for their family, even if they didn't seem to care that much. But Rob? He had no clue. Was his family alive? Dead? Did they think the same of him? Lost in his thoughts he reached behind his back and pulled out his beloved kukri, the knife that sent him into solitude. Sitting in the far corner of the room he slowly drifted to sleep with "what-if" questions.

"Rise and shine, princess."

Robert was slowly coming to consciousness, when suddenly a strong scent caused him to jump awake.
"WHOA! I'M A WAKE!" He staggered to his feet, "What in the hell was that?"
Sorry, work and school started picking up and have been taking my time. I'll try to get a post in sometime today.
Rob, no longer worried about Lee, put his gun back on his back and held out his hand.
"Robert Walker, from Manzanita Post. Pleasure to meet you, Lee." He then looked at Florence, "and you too Florence."
After shaking both hands he dropped his to the side and started looking around.
"So, whats the plan now?"
Rob kept his gun pointed at the lady she backed up. He didn't think shed try anything after that, but didn't want to take any chances.
"That seems to be everyone's question here."
He lowered his gun so it wasn't pointing at the woman anymore, but kept it at the ready just in case.
"Same thing as I'm guessing, food and supplies. Now the way I see it, if there's anything left in this town, fighting over it ain't gonna get us anywhere."
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