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Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Leval Lamrue

Leval looked forward at Rowan, the attack to her stomach did not seem to be as effective as he might have hoped. He grimaced, breathing heavily after the heavy magical and physical exertion of the fight. Rowan tucked her arms in and moved forward quickly. Her body actually began to blur, she slid forward and delivered a sweeping kick to the illusory legs, otherwise known as Leval's skull. However, for all her speed she had to move a fair distance, Leval only had to roll 10 inches to one side to avoid the blow. Still, as he moved her foot managed to clip his shoulder, the same shoulder he had injured the day before. The pain that had subsided from the morning came back with a vengeance. He rolled away, his illusion leaping back ward to avoid the blow using the image of a spike to mask the blow that had connected.

He sat up, clutching his damaged shoulder. "So, left arm is out then. Lovely. Step three then." His illusory form opened its mouth wide, dislocating its jaw, mist pouring out in a sudden cascade filling the room in a blink of an eye. With that, Leval disconnected himself from the image of the huge figure and tied himself to that of the mist. The illusory figure stood, still clearly visible in the mist. Leval waited till Rowan approached the figure, then had it explode in a dazzling display of light and sound. Like a fireworks, the lights exploded into different patterns casting strange light through the room, each tiny spark popping into its own cascade of light. In the sudden confusion, he rose behind her and aimed his right fist to the back of her skull.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Leval Lamrue

The bat careened off course, slamming into the wall rather than the floor like he had hoped. Her shield probably would've kept her from too much harm anyway. Leval hung back as a dark fog surrounded her, he had a few seconds to breathe and prepare for his next step. 'Step two: Attack' With a fast Weave, his illusory arms began to swell to the size of tree trunks, spikes bristling all over his arms. The green droplets of acid coating his body ran down the spikes, drippling illusory death on the floor. Leval turned his flashlight off as he prepared for his hopefully final attack. 'I'm sure glad that I limbered up for this. The dark fog began to fade and Leval saw Rowan's figure rise.

Leval was immediately on the defensive. Something had shifted about her, her Weave had tightened reinforced by strands of a dark, blood red string woven throughout slowly shifting its color to a pure snow white that connected to the streak of white in her hair. Her eyes had gone entirely pale with no irises, Leval looked slightly to one side of them. He did not want to gaze into those eyes for too long. "Come." The voice sent shiver's down his spine, dread draining the heat from his limbs. At that moment, Leval knew that his tricks for keeping her away from him would not work. The power of the confidence resounding in that one word, spoke clearly that she would fight through whatever trickery he presented to her. 'Can I actually win this? Maybe I should surrender now...' However, Rowan had asked him to fight with all his strength. He looked her dead in the eyes and said, "Let's finish it then."

He charged the waiting Rowan, lifting up both of his now massive illusory arms high above his head. He let out a bellow of exaggerated strength and power. Inside the illusion, Leval sprinted forward as fast as his quick legs could take him. When he was within range he had his illusion swing down its arms appearing to use all of its massive strength. Below, Leval dropped to his back, raised both legs to his chest and kicked upward at Rowan's stomach with all the strength he could muster from both of his legs.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Leval Lamrue

Rowan was moving fast, which Leval had expected, when she stopped suddenly and whipped her robe around her. Leval stopped the illusion from accidently hitting her and giving away the trick. He blinked, and where Rowan had stood a bat flew. It started flying rapidly all over the room in confusing patterns. "Vampire!" he realized with a flash. She flew up over head and began a dive towards his head, moving rapidly. 'No time for a Weave!' He raised his left hand above his head aiming right at the bat's eyes. "Sunlight Lance!". He called out using the same strong intonation he used when he announced that he was in some type of venom form. He activated his light to its highest setting in a narrow beam. Leval wasn't sure if normal light was that effective against vampires, but at the very least he hoped the sudden blinding light and his lie of it being sunlight would disrupt her attack. The beam of light burst through his illusions fanged mouth at Rowan.

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

@Zetsuko Steal my bed, I'll steal the image of your gun! :P

Rosewood- the School for the Gifted

Leval Lamrue

Leval watched Rowan stride forward and look him full in the face, with courage and determination clear in her expression. "I am undeserving of your worry, Leval Lamrue. However, I will not back down from this class. I will put my all into this battle, and I hope you will as well." She pulled down her hood. and joined the line of C students. He let out a huge breath slightly relaxing the nervous tension that had begun forming in the pit of this stomach. 'I told her I would respect her choice, so all out it is.' He clenched his fists together and gulped. He walked over to the C line, his illusory form growing even larger and more muscular, the spikes extended further from his body and more began to sprout along the back of his arms, two particularly wicked point jettisoning out from his elbows. His teeth elongated into canine fangs in his mouth. He moved quickly through the line swiping his ID, and entered the room.

"Form one: Venom." Glistening green droplets began rapidly pouring down from his head, falling from his illusionary body giving a sizzling sound as they hit the white floor of the training. His illusory clothes appeared pierced and burned by the excessive changes. He reached into one of his pockets turned one of his light gloves to a moderate setting, and performed a quick Weave on the light. When he withdrew his hand, his illusion was wielding an exact duplicate of the rifle the Nocturne that had stolen his bed had left on the floor. 'Step one, exhaust her further.' His illusion began to fire rapidly, missing her by a hair's breadth everytime. The illusory bullets sound rang loud and true as they impacted the room. Inside the illusion, Leval tracked her movements focusing on keeping her on the defensive.

The Improbable Story of Calyx, a Steven Universe rpg

@SiliconColt Rainbow hair it is!

The Improbable Story of Calyx, a Steven Universe rpg

Haha that sounds fun- we should have them know each other for sure! I am more hesitant on the fusion as characters tend to define themselves further than their sheet once they are put into play- maybe we can wait a bit and see how it works out? Although I'm pretty flexible on this because fusion is awesome haha.

Biggest delay now is conflicting tourmaline meanings from so many different sites lol

The Improbable Story of Calyx, a Steven Universe rpg

Working on my Gem now: Tourmaline

A Steven Universe-based RP?

Just wanted to pop in and say I am interested!

Persona: Artificial Souls

Matthias

ASSW's NAME: Matthias

GENDER: Male

ARCANA: Magician

AGE: 1 month

ASSW's CIVILIAN MODE: Matthias has keeps most of his body covered throughout the day besides his face. He wears his red scarf constantly but changes up clothing quite often though it usually has long slacks, a sweatshirt and gloves. His body mostly appears to be cybernetic, so covering himself allows him to blend in a bit easier. He physically appears much like he does below.

ASSW's COMBAT MODE:


PERSONALITY:
Matthias is still in the process of developing his true personality. He is a rather young android and has been experimenting acting as other people he has met or characters he has seen on the television. Nevertheless, some original pieces of personality and character are emerging. The first thing to develop was a deep love of chocolate, he keeps some on his person at all times. Next was a rather serious demeanor tinged with small kindnesses like sharing his sweets. Humor is entirely lost on him and he does not bother to try and understand it. When someone makes a joke, he either responds to it extremely literally or ignores it entirely. Still, he finds pleasure in improving himself and has joined a dojo to help improve his skill with the weapon. It is still a work in progress however and Matthias mimics regularly trying to find traits that he feels suits him.

WEAPON TYPE:
Spear with a thruster for boosted piercing power. The shaft of the spear is telescopic, allowing him to hide the weapon in his thick clothing till he needs to draw it. With a sharp flick of his wrist, the spear will extend out. When shortened he can use it as a dagger, but he finds this rather unwieldy and does not make much use of it. The shaft is reinforced with exceptional hard material in order to ensure that it is not easy to break.

PERSONA PROGRAM: The Enki Program


PERSONA APPLICATIONS: Bufu, Agi, Garu

ASSW UNIT ABILITY: Matthias has thrusters in his feet. In combat, they allow for a powerful leap or surge forward. In regular life, Matthias has the capability to move extremely quickly and jump to areas that would otherwise be difficult to enter. However, this puts a large amount of strain on his legs, if he were to use it more than a couple times a day, his legs would begin to breakdown and be in need of major repair before they could be used again.