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Word association Game!

Duel

Delbrook Academy High School

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Interacting With: Ash & Micky @TGM@alexfangtalon — Location: Lacrosse Field

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Clubs. Teams. Theater. Things Scout disliked—no, absolutely despised. Hell would more than likely freeze over before she'd willingly show interest in such things.

For as much as the Czajkowski cousins were different, though, there was at least one thing in common they had together. Theater could kiss ass. Dressing up and singing in a musical or some theatrical act was something you were supposed to do only as a kid back in elementary. Trying to be the next High School Musical or Glee in your high school years... well, perhaps you deserved to be bullied, especially if you were the "snobby, stuck-up theater kid".

"Yah, I'd hafta agree with my cousin. Ain't sure how you make something more boring than a night time car ride without padiddle."

When she noticed her cousin gaze towards the carnival, however, Scout decided to change the conservation back to it. "Wonder if they've got cornhole." She asked, looking to Micky for an answer. "Y'all got cornhole?"

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

Hmm...

I'm not actually sure if I wanna give my guy a weapon any more. I was thinking about give him a crossbow/jackhammer fusion weapon when I first got down to start apping, but now all of a sudden it decidedly sounds dumb :/

How far would my guy get if I had him rely solely on punches and kicks (and maybe a few good whacks with his tail) to inflict damage?

@AdmrlStalfos19

I mean, at that point you're basically Sun Wukong. But then again, even he had a weapon to fight baddies with.

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

The Saint of Temptation and Tempest

Chartreuse Tonnerre

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Name

Chartreuse 'Char' Tonnerre

Age

17

Race

Human

Nationality

Mistrali

Physical Description

Chartreuse is a veritable mountain, and one that, if the youth himself is to be believed, is still growing. Standing at 7’2 and weighing just over 300 pounds, the man is an absolute beast of a beefcake, possessing a body that could put professional bodybuilders to shame. An aura of virility and authority exudes from him effortlessly, and every movement he makes has a gravity to it. Whether by the size of his body, the rugged handsomeness of his features, or the crushing intensity of his gaze, Chartreuse draws the gaze of others.

It’s a shame then, that the heroic silhouette he strikes is otherwise ruined by his more perverse predilections.

His Story

The lineage of Tonnerre was one that existed before the establishment of Mistral. Lead by the near-mythic individual now known to his descendants as the Sire, it was said that they were the ones that lead the charge down the high cliffs that humanity had been isolated to, tearing through hordes of Grimm in an era when Dust technology had not yet been refined. With force of will and hearts of steel, the Tonnerre served as shock troopers during the great pre-Mistral campaigns against the Grimm, and once the main roads connecting the pockets of humanity around the continent were established, were bequeathed titles and territory by the First King of Mistral. Noble heroes by nature and nurture, the warriors raised by the Tonnerre travelled far throughout the lands, ignoring the petty squabbles of the nobles and the vacuous machinations of the merchants. Was it their blood that infected them with a wanderlust and a desire to protect? Was it their inheritance and their training that pushed them towards it? Or was it the zeitgeist of the generations and the history that they were born into, that those of House Tonnerre risked their lives to protect the civilization they’ve helped create, even as they remained outside the politics that shaped such civilization.

It mattered not. Generations of errant knights lived and died, passing on their experiences and their martial arts unto the next. The Grimm continued to be pushed back, and the Kingdom continued to grow. And one day, centuries after they marched down those high cliffs and into the forests below, a wandering knight reached the sea.

Mistral, once a mere network of scattered communities, had become an empire whose lands could only be stopped by the oceans themselves.

And, knowing that his own country’s lands were secured, the knight made his vow and swore to defend not just the land of his birth, but the world in its entirety. Thus was the first Huntsman in Mistral born. Thus was the first Headmaster of Haven born.

Thus is the burden that rests upon Chartreuse’s broad shoulders; thus is the inheritance that he continues to struggle with. Like his cousins, like his siblings, like his father and mother and his extended family, there was no path for Chartreuse other than the path of Hunting, whether it be involved in the creation, maintenance, and improvement of weapons, the instruction and pedagogy of future warriors and guardians of humanity, or the bloody, violent, but well-reputed profession of a Huntsman. Training began at a young age, both physically and mentally, a curriculum of history, faith, and exercise prescribed by the current heads of House Tonnerre. He never minded it much, of course. The praise he received by doing his very best was comforting as a child, and the stories he heard of his ancestors and their feats were fascinating as well. Though the ceremonies performed and the prayers read had initially been boring, they too grounded Chartreuse as a kid, sharpened his understanding of the weight of the world and gave him greater appreciation for what he had now.

And really, as a child, isolated upon the great mountains bequeathed upon his family, with only his relatives as his playmates, Chartreuse wasn’t in any environment to think differently anyhow. He ate hearty meals, heard glorious stories, trained until his muscles tore, and slept ten hours a day, growing stronger and stronger, larger and larger.

Then, on his thirteenth birthday, Chartreuse was brought outside of his family grounds for the first time in his life, and encountered a world that blinded him with distractions and pleasures. Food that he had never even imagined was possible before. Games that could be played through black mirrors, guided by bottled lightning. And, above all, faunus! Humans who weren’t humans, and all the more interesting because of it! Certainly, he was not ignorant to the advances of the world, but he was certainly sheltered, and to experience it all firsthand colored his preconception of the world in an even more colorful manner.

By his fourteenth birthday, Chartreuse had acclimated to his Semblance, crafted his own weapon, and learned the schedule of every patroller within his family’s grounds. Then, after pilfering his parents’ wallets and digging up his own holiday savings, he ran away from home. Wanderlust was in the blood of the Tonnerre, after all, and though most sated their desires with their adventures after becoming Huntsmen, Mistral was too attractive of a jewel for Chartreuse to let go of.

Three years passed as he indulged in the pleasures of the flesh, drunk on the ecstasy of freedom. He traversed the great roads, delved into verdant abyss, and climbed to the tallest peaks. He slew the Grimm he had been primed to slay, he watched the movies he was never meant to watch, and he made friends and bed fellows out of travelling strangers. Whether in ramshackle villages or sprawling metropolises, Chartreuse enjoyed it all, until one day, he too came across the end of his world, the place where the land fell into the oceans.

The young man, scarred and sated by his pilgrimage, knelt to the shore, brought the saltwater to his face, and breathed deeply the myriad scents.

One month later, he returned to House Tonnerre’s territories, unkempt and impure, but with eyes as bright as the lightning’s flash. And after enduring his parents’ scoldings, pursued what he was always destined to pursue.

A Huntsman’s education at Haven Academy.

Chartreuse Tonnerre, scion of House Tonnerre, is a pious hedonist who protects the world so he may enjoy it.

Semblance

Heliocentrism
The Semblance of orbit and gravitational pull, Chartreuse’s Heliocentrism places him in the center of the universe and forces all else to either orbit around him or be pulled into his fiery form. Within a maximum range of two hundred meters, he can imbue anything with his Aura, impressing upon them a ‘pulling’ or ‘swinging’ effect that causes them to be drawn towards him or spin around him. The smaller and closer the imbued subject, the more potent the effect, with a range of twenty meters being the distance where such forced movements become sudden enough and powerful enough to jolt Ursas around like ragdolls.

And of course, there are more than a few creative ways to utilize such Semblance.

Weapon

One Last Dance
Twinned weapons crafted of silvery steel embossed with gold, One Last Dance is a three-form weapon that takes full advantage of Chartreuse’s Semblance to serve as both close-range and long-range threats. In Cross Form, One Last Dance can be used as massive, one-meter long throwing stars, hunks of metal propelled by Aura-boosted strength and augmented with a variety of Dust cartridges to produce elemental effects. Greatsword Form, activated by pressing a special trigger and swinging both Crosses outwards, converts One Last Dance into a set of zweihanders instead, capable of delivering massive, arcing strikes that could slice clean through Grimm even without the explosive force generated from Combustion Dust. Finally, Judgement Form is realized through connecting both zweihanders together, creating a double-sided blade that, through Chartreuse’s Heliocentrism, becomes a four-meter long whirling saw of death.

Impractical in most cases, but the perfect solution to threats in those very specific cases.

Fighting Style

Supremely confident in his close combat prowess, he charges head-long into battle, utilizing his Semblance to displace smallfry that only serve to slow him down while using his weapon to tear through immediate threats in his vicinity. The combination of his brute strength, the design of his weapon, and his Semblance grants Chartreuse a maximum murder-range of two hundred meters, more than enough to deal with most flying Grimm, and when he hits his stride, the young lion becomes a tornado of death, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

In other words? Stand in the path of the tempest and he will fuck you up.

Intangibles

Chartreuse is a Huntsman suited for war and open spaces. Though he looks the part of a noble barbarian and can crush a Beowolf's skull between his thighs, to restrain himself to only close combat is to seal away his most terrifying attacks. In that same vein, especially due to his years of isolation and solo training, there is not a single speck of teamwork in Chartreuse's mind, and he adhere's to a very simple rule whenever he needs to work with someone else: he will take care of one portion, so his team can take care of the other portions.

Laws and rules to Chartreuse are suggestions and recommendations, rather than things that absolutely must be upheld. Just as how his ancestors ignored human conflicts to focus solely on the extermination of Grimm, he too upholds his own vows and remains true to his own oaths. If there is something that he sees is wrong, he will strike it down, bureaucracy be damned. And if that means becoming an outlaw? He had already spent three years on the road, and found that life quite pleasant.

Chartreuse is a very virile individual, filled with hormones and possessing a paradoxically saintly and savage charm. His views on relationships and sex are a good more open than others, and when it comes to those he's attracted to...well, there's no reason to not go for it. Thankfully, he practices safe sex.

Some Mood Music: [x][x][x]

@ERode

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

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Less sass? Damn.. guess I need a new character uwu

@Bartimaeus

What; are you making a Gowi expy?

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

I can't stand her singing voice, lol.

@TGM

Honestly part of why I prefer Genlock's OST over RWBY's. Levy got to compose it instead of the Williams duo.

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

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Works for me, but I'll see if I can find an alternative host for it.

@TGM

Nah; it's broken on our end.

Avoid googleusercontent urls like the plague. Or, at least download the image and upload it to imgur or wherever. They're basically temporary links.

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

Grimm Noir: A RWBY Story

I really need to make a mental note to subscribe to these type of threads.

@TGM IMO I think you should at the very least give dust a gander and see what you can make of it. There's definitely some overlap and inconsistency with the different dust types, and you could probably stream line some of it or add more.

Roasting With RPG: The Definitive Culinary Thread

Tonight for dinner we had meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and roasted carrots. We didn't have any gravy, so I had to get creative. Ended up making a tasty sauce with balsamic vinegar, ketchup, salt, pepper, and honey. Might sound unusual but it went brilliantly with everything. Also had a side of garlic bread.

We ate good at Casa de metanoia today!

@metanoia

Funny; I'm planning on making a meatloaf tomorrow.

Never did anything fancy for the meatloaf, really. Most of the time we would just slather some ketchup on the top and call it a day. Though, I imagine it is mostly in part due to the picky appetites of my younger siblings. More often than not we had to make a brown sugar meatloaf opposed to more traditional meatloaf that'd have, say, onion and other miscellaneous "ew" stuff (according to my siblings) in it.