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High Casual - Advanced, Looking for Partner!!

The Fuck Younicorn is my spirit animal, thank you for noticing.

High Casual - Advanced, Looking for Partner!!

All righty, sent. I guess that should be enough for now

High Casual - Advanced, Looking for Partner!!

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RWBY: Deep Blue

Khalis had arrived some time ago, having decided to lean against a nearby wall. The hall was quickly filling up, interesting character after interesting character coming in one after another. Glancing around, he decided to do some studying of the people. There was still some time before the Headmaster came and- Was that Michelle? Blinking, he glanced back at where his eyes glazed over. Sure enough, it was Michelle, although she was still cloaked. The most interesting part was she had apparently accidentally picked a spot right behind Kuhaku, realizing it and quickly and quietly moved away. That's so adorable... Khalis thought, chuckling quietly. Kuhaku, it seemed had already gained quite the reputation. No one would sit next to him, or even within a space around him. It was as if he had farted in an elevator.

Shaking his head, he left the two be, and continued his little search. There was someone else interesting, white wings coming from her back, taking up nearby spaces. Looks like she also wasn't a socializing person. Maybe she's a Faunus... The eyes moved again, gaze falling upon the next interesting person, then the next after and so on. A male wearing lots of heavy armor with a serious expression. Was that a beard? How old is he? Another male, cloaked almost as much as Michelle. His eyes were tempted to look away from him, to ignore him. There was that girl from before with the silver hair in a massive ponytail. She seemed to be doing the same as Khalis, although considering the ever changing smile, it must've been for other reasons. There was another female, but it seemed the speech was about to begin.

A man stepped onto the stage, and the bickering in the room seemed to silence completely, allowing each footstep to echo through the room. Grey hair, small glasses, a green scarf, a cane, narrow brown eyes. He stepped to the mic and said "I'll... Keep this brief." After a small pause, he continued. "You have travelled here today in search of knowledge. To hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you... And all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will set you free of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step." And with that, he left, silence filling the room, until Glynda Goodwitch explained how the day and initiation was going to continue, then dismissed the students.

Khalis was intrigued, and honestly slightly baffled. The Headmaster Ozpin was definitely a strange character. No sooner had he thought this, a nearby blonde girl said "He seemed kind of... off, like he wasn't really there." Perhaps his thoughts were somewhere else... Khalis couldn't help but grin. This was getting more and more interesting with each passing second. Stretching, he prepared to go on another little tour, maybe find some other people, pester them a little. As the students started to leave, Khalis stopped where he was. He took one last glance at where Ozpin was, smile faded into a kind of suspicious glare. He stood there momentarily before brushing off the notion and leaving.

RWBY: Deep Blue

Ah, right. Pretty soon, like within the day or so, we'll time skip to the actual initiation, where the teams will be determined. Me and Kiddo have already figured out who would be in what teams, so I'll display the combinations when we start it off and you can all take it from there. Remember, its the first person you lock eyes with once the initiation starts.

RWBY: Deep Blue (Character deposit)

NPC: Student
Name: Zyramos Blaist

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Appearance

Personality: Zyramos is spirited and fiery, if anything. She loves a good fight, and even has her own rule of standards that she believes all who fight should follow by. While they may seem cruel, she sees them as just, accepting them if she were to meet the short end of the stick. Optimistic and almost always socializing with people in order to spur an honorable fight, she can fit into almost any crowd, until she starts talking about combat. She can't help it, its one of her greatest passions. Although stubborn and illogical, Zyramos remains friendly and energetic in almost all situations.

Weapons:

Pogankrii

A massive and cruelly shaped battle axe, her weapon of choice is indeed deadly and intimidating. It folds up into a somewhat large and heavy batch of metal that attaches to the back of her waist for convenience, but can whip it out into full form in almost a second, a quality to her liking. Although it is suited and crafted only for close combat, it is still a force to be reckoned with. Those that fought her suggested fighting her at a distance, although she is capable of closing it somewhat quickly.

Semblance:

Lycanthropy

Zyramos can take on the form of a werewolf, completely in black fur with an odd, simplified symbol in silver fur on her back. In this form, she is a little bigger than a common Beowolf, but with an astonishing amount of power and agility, while endurance relies purely on her hunger. In this form, Zyramos becomes more rabid, kicking into her natural most basic survival insticts, causing her attacks to be sloppier but stronger.

Strengths: Extremely strong in close combat, resistant to pain and swift, a mighty foe in battle. She can be brash, assertive and blunt, but usually energetic and friendly, always up for a fight.

Weaknesses: Battle thirsty, Zyramos can go overboard in any fight, often not stopping in a simple practice fight until forced to by staff on hand. Careless and ignorant to any harm to her, and usually others, seeing injury as an opportunity.

Theme Song:

RWBY: Deep Blue (Character deposit)

NPC: Student
Name: Aashaln Fiaron

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance

Aashaln has strangely pale skin, slightly messy hair that extends down to his shoulders that seems to contain varying shades of grey, though it is not often seen as he wears a hood at all times. His eyes are an extremely unusual shade of orange, which seem to resonate with a sense of indifference with a strange tinge of subtle anger. He is garbed completely in thick, slightly baggy leather clothing, straps here and there to ensure nothing comes loose.

Personality: Aashaln is very unusual. It's like he prefers to not exist, just be a silent observer, usually ignoring most who attempt conversation with him. He keeps to himself most of the time, but when with friends, he's almost always wise but strangely distant at the same time. Its a sight that's too rare, but he does laugh and smile at times, although his thoughts are almost never so cheerful. Despite this, he's not a pessimist. If asked if a glass is half empty or half full, he would always answer "It's at half capacity.". His serious nature is another thing which drives most people off.

Weapons:

Red Dust

His main weapon of choice is Dust. He utilizes dust to conjure two identical and unusually shaped short swords, which can remorph almost instantly and combine into a bow. The ammunition is more dust, so he has to restock rather often.

Semblance:

Ignite

Aashaln can ignite and cover in flame any part of his body, clothing, or weaponry without damaging them. He uses this mainly to burn projectiles as they fly towards him, waving his arm while enflaming it, leaving a trail of fire, while also igniting his arrows as they depart, and his swords as he attacks. He will overload it, causing his entire body to go up in flames, though he can only do this for a short time.

Strengths: Focused, swift, and extremely lethal and damaging in combat. Although he never shows it, he is helpful and insightful to others, he is almost always supportive and encouraging of others, though he still maintains the serious demeanor.

Weaknesses: Fragile and unstable, will often end up hurting his teammates, though he tries his best not to. Too harsh and serious, very poor social skills.

Theme Song:

RWBY: Deep Blue (Character deposit)

NPC: Student
Name: Saurodrinn Penanse

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance

(again, no image yet. Sorry) Saurodrinn is a giant, tall and strong. He is almost always garbed in a heavy cuirass with metal gauntlets and greaves, fair skin and a noble face, blue eyes filled with devotion and duty. Saurodrinn's brown hair is combed back and tied in a small ponytail, with 5 o'clock shadow which he refuses to shave off completely. Battle scars are scattered across his body, though almost all of them are hidden beneath golden and black clothing and silvery white armor.

Personality: Saurodrinn is a good hearted individual, once you get past the harsh front of a warrior. He believes in justice and nothing else, but because of this his view can become shrewd in other's eyes. Polite and calm, proud and selfless, but he never becomes emotionally attached to anything, including friends. Still, he is honest and kind with those close to him, and his trust is placed most in his weapons. Always on guard, always ready for anything, he never really settles down, despite the fact that he would say he never needs to.

Weapons:

Judgement and Verdict

His sword, which he has deemed Divine Verdict, is a great sword he can wield one handedly with his immense strength. Sometimes, he will choose to wield it with both hands, for better speed, force, and overall control. There isn't much else thats special about it aside from the fact that it retracts greatly for easier carrying. His shield, Divine Judgement, however, is a truly unique shield. It has multiple curved spikes on the face, while it is large, heavy and durable. Utilizing dust, he can launch the entire shield, except for the handle, of which it is tethered to. Saurodrinn can also retract the shield, or, with the use of his semblance, send himself to where his shield is grappled.

Semblance:

Magnify Friction

Saurodrinn can heavily fortify the friction between two touching objects to become near inseparable. He uses this mainly to technically glue his feet to the ground to prevent being knocked back, while also utilizing it on his shield when he fires it off, attaching it to a wall allowing himself to move there as if it were a hookshot. It can also be used to make climbing much easier, even potentially wall walking. He can magnify the friction between two surfaces on a maximum of 3 different targets at once.

Strengths: Saurodrinn is extremely strong and durable, possesses great endurance, and is skilled with the sword and shield and greatswords. He's also loyal to friends, selfless, obstinate and not almost impossible to deceive.

Weaknesses: Slow movements and attacks, easily read and predicted. He is also rather narrow minded, stubborn and arrogant.

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RWBY: Deep Blue (Character deposit)

NPC: Student
Name: Leona Firehart

Nickname: Leo

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Race: Faunus (Lion)

Appearance:

Leona

Leona is a little shorter than most, but thats due to her age. She has tan color straight short hair which waves slightly at the ends, and vivid silver eyes. Her skin is a darker shade than her hair, with a surprisingly sizeable bust, D-cup, given her age. She also has lion ears at the top of her head, with a lion's tail at her rear. Leona wears a dark red sleeveless shirt with baggy jeans, leather armor crops on her shoulders. She wears fingerless brown leather gloves, and wears simple heavy boots, loosely tied.

Personality: Leona is straightforward and brash, but is kindhearted while being rough at the same time. With strangers she is assertive, happy and carefree, not caring about what people would say about her heritage. Around friends, she is a bundle of joy and laughter, but will usually make a joke of herself to save friends some embarrassment, something she doesn't know of. Usually stubborn and obstinate, she is often gullible and easily tricked with something she's not sure of herself.

Weapons:

Chinese Martial Arts

Leona has been trained in Chinese martial arts, but has mixed it in with some street fighting after dropping out with 5 years of training, making her not a master, but adept in martial arts, still a very dangerous opponent in close combat.

Semblance:

Chi Volley

With such a strong body, Leona relies on nothing but her own fists, and every other part of her body she can use in a fight. Because of this, her body is sturdier than most. Using her own natural and metaphysical energy, also known as Chi, she can channel and fire off chunks of pure energy. She does this mainly with her punches, kicks, and almost any other movement, the speeding volley in the shape of whatever she used to generate it. It hits as hard as her own fists do, which even on their own do as much damage as normal weapons.

Strengths: Obstinate, very strong in close combat, almost unstoppable, optimistic and energetic

Weaknesses: Foolish, gullible, stubborn and can never sit still.

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RWBY: Deep Blue

Without any need to hide form them, Khalis was a little disappointed. The two were on a roll with things, but her shyness cut it brief. Looking disheartened, Khalis walked over to Kuhaku, eyes still on where she escaped to. "I'm sorry, it was probably my fault. I only wished to observe." He chuckled before saying with an honest smile "It was quite lovely though. I'm honestly envious of the bond you two have already." As he walked by Kuhaku, he placed his hand on his shoulder, saying "Good luck. I won't bother you anymore today after this." and left. He was certain that his newest friend, or rather enemy, wouldn't let him get off so easily, but even Khalis had a hint of uncertainty. Nothing could be said for sure considering the effect Michelle might've had on him.

Leaving his presence completely, Khalis walked through the halls to where the speech was being given. His mind wandered to those two, and their almost instantaneous friendship. It might deepen into something more. The thought brought a smile to his expression as he gazed skywards, yet his eyes were distant and rather sad. "Must be nice..." he muttered with a sigh. He continued onwards, wondering how the two, and anyone else in the academy, would advance in terms of relations.