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Shall I pluck you a Lion's Tooth
As it strives towards the sun

Shall I count the circumference of a Day's Eye
And tell you there is twenty-one

Shall I gather the glory of morning
And fill a room with it's scent

Shall I wear a crown of mouse ear
In prayer that you won't forget

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We would like to know what kind of snake she is and are interested in knowing how the symbol ties in with her overall personality. When you say snake eyes, do you mean a venomous snake's slit pupils, or every snake's brille, the layer of skin that protects their eyes?

Is she actually cold blooded? Because you state that she likes warm things and have her fairly rugged up, but don't mention it anywhere in the sheet. If so, in this particular AU cold blooded humanoids are not allowed as faunus are still mostly human, even the non-mammalian varieties like snakes and birds. If she isn't cold blooded, she will likely overheat in that many layers, due to Remnant being a fairly temperate place so far. Also, when you say sling box, do you mean a sling pouch like the military use for ammunition?

The main problem we have with her background is the way you have portrayed the White Fang. The White Fang may have started up before the main characters of the show started at Beacon but they were a peaceful protest group, not a gang putting out protection rackets on Faunus families. It was only three years before RWBY's start date (so four years before this RP's start date) that they had a change of leadership and started using more aggressive tactics, which would have been around the time Layla arrived at Signal, and most certainly were not executing Faunus for protesting against the increased aggression. And even then, they seem highly Underground focused, relying on established criminals like Roman to get what they need rather than abusing the very people they are supposed to be fighting for.

Her personality seems somewhat one dimensional - very stereotypical 'unfocused and terrible during academic pursuits but focused during physical pursuits'. The interest in creating automated drones is somewhat unique, though a bit redundant due to the fact that the Atlas Military has literally cornered the market on creating new automated and mechanical weaponry, unless she was planning to join the R&D branch of the Atlas Military. It seems like something that would be better suited to a scientist character than a Hunter.

I'm sure you remember what Phantom had to say about the weapon. I won't go into it here, but it's still really basic and not something a person who was raised as a weaponsmith and went to Signal for four years would have. It is stated in-show that everyone who attends Signal crafts their own weapon (Ruby's sniper-scythe being the most obvious example), and even if she didn't get rid of the basic shotgun, she would have at the very least upgraded it to be more effective in combat and have more capabilites, such as a dedicated ranged and melee form using the transforming technology readily available in-universe.
@Against This @KiltmanBagz

Neither of you guys have been online for almost a week. This is a bit worrying.
In Mahz's Dev Journal 9 yrs ago Forum: News
Will do. Thanks Mahz.
Cereza

With mention of Grey Waldgrun and Mohawk Bully


She didn’t feel like she had gotten any sleep, but the blonde must have, because when Cereza blinked it was morning. She still had her head stuffed under her pillow, muffling some of the noise, but the excitement in the voices surrounding her was unmistakable. With a groan the hacker pulled herself into a sitting position, letting her pillow fall in her lap as she glared balefully at the other hopefuls. If this was how every morning was going to be, she might just drop out anyway. Midas would understand, right?

The lithe girl grumbled to herself, cursing the crowds, the floor, her pillow and even the small beep Llaw Du and Droed Gwyn gave when she unplugged them, as she stowed away her sleeping bag and pulled on her gloves and boots. She got a few strange looks from the other applicants when they realised that she hadn’t put her weapons in the lockers like everyone else, but Cereza ignored them. How else was she going to charge the batteries?

She activated her semblance once more, hiding pale blue eyes behind the neon glow of her aura as it connected with her weapons and scroll again, and stumbled her way out of the ballroom. The blonde just had to sleep at the far end, didn’t she. ‘Why couldn’t I have picked somewhere closer to the door?’ It was just as she stepped out into the courtyard that her mind finally woke up, just in time to see a new addition to the courtyard. A tall boy with a bright orange Mohawk was half covered by a bed roll and cursing his mouth off, something about a ‘freak with the stupid teeth’. Cereza ignored him though – with that hair, he himself was a freak in her eyes. ’Everyone I see is weird these days. Whatever happened to normal things, like hoodies and jeans and blonde hair, like Midas? All the other people are weird.’ As she walked past, a teacher with brown hair strolled up to the young man and the earthy chains holding him in place started to recede.

She scrubbed a hand over the shaved portion of her hair before running it through the rest, grimacing as her fingers got caught in the tangled pale blonde mess. Cereza finger combed it just enough to get it out of her eyes as she followed the signs and other students towards the Beacon Cliffs, following the instructions of a voice coming through the PA systems. There were already quite a few students waiting for Initiation to start, and Cereza took her place on the metal square embedded in the ground.

(Round 3)
Yep
In Mahz's Dev Journal 9 yrs ago Forum: News
It seems to have fixed itself now...which is odd but I'm not unthankful.
In Mahz's Dev Journal 9 yrs ago Forum: News
Every time I try to refresh a page or click the button to take me to the latest comment in a OOC thread from my subscriptions page, it takes me to the start of the IC thread instead, and I have to work my way back through to the latest comments. Is anyone else having this problem?
Cereza


The blonde didn’t really think about it until she arrived in the ballroom, on the tail end of a large group filled with joking teens and raucous laughter, but seeing the other hopeful applicants rolling out their sleeping bags with the air of a group of children having a slumber party really hammered the situation home for Cereza. She was going to have to sleep in the same room as all of these people.

She hadn’t slept with someone else in the room since she was seven.

She hadn’t been alone, facing this many people at once, in her entire life.

’I can’t – I can’t do this.’ The hacker panicked to herself. ’Midas, help!’ She reached with her semblance to her scroll, activating the message function as the blonde typed up a quick message to her brother, still standing in the entryway to the ballroom as people pushed their way past her. The lithe girl had just finished thinking of the words she wanted to say when a group of kids off to one side let out a boastful, “My parents always knew I’d become a brilliant Hunter. They always believed in me.”

Cereza paused, and methodically erased the message she’d been about to send to Midas. He had supported her, her entire life. He had given up everything for her, and when the young woman told her older brother she intended to become a Hunter, he had wholeheartedly supported her. She had a duty to repay him for everything – it was up to her to see his dreams fulfilled. She couldn’t back out now.

’Chin up. Eyes forward. Fingers ready.’ Cereza reminded herself and she strode into the ballroom, trying to disguise any nervousness she may feel as the same excitement everyone else seemed to be showing. She found an out of the way corner and rolled out her sleeping bag, stripping off her gloves and boots before climbing in, not even bothering to change into pyjamas. Cereza unclipped the miniature solar farm from her vest and plugged her weapons in to charge. The hacker lay on her side and deactivated her semblance; the feeling of the small but steady drain stop after a long day was pleasant, and she closed her eyes to try and sleep.

The blonde lay there for what felt like hours even after the hubbub had died down, every little noise jolting her awake. A kid sniffled somewhere in the room, there was some sort of scuffle at the opposite end, soft murmurs carried on the echoing hall. Cereza heaved a sigh and turned the other way, hoping to find some way of blocking out the noise. She shoved her head underneath her pillow and stared at the back of her eyelids, praying for sleep to come.

(Round 2)
Argent, Cereza and Tierra


Cereza honestly didn't pay much attention beyond what Professor Goodwitch had told them at the end of Ozpin's speech, though she got the gist of it. The blonde didn't really have any worries of her own about becoming a Hunter; she knew why she was here and what she was going to do. She would become a great Hunter, fulfill her brother's dreams and repay him for giving it all up to raise her when she was still a toddler. Nothing else was acceptable, and the hacker was determined to let nothing get in her way.

The sudden about face of the crowd as everyone started walking towards the exit reminded her that she was currently standing in their way, and the blonde turned on her heels to get ahead of it and avoid being trampled.

As Tierra and her new companion headed the throng exiting the auditorium, the black-haired girl pondered the the speech in her mind. "I hadn't joined to protect. I joined to find Dad. Is that so wrong?" It was a question the Faunus pondered often, an ache in her conscience. Professor Ozpin had mentioned how he had seen "wasted energy in need of purpose, direction." Was she wasting her energy then in what her primary goal was? " If he's still out there, then I need to find him. It will not interfere with my duty as a Hunter though. I will still protect and help." Then the light brown girl squashed down the lingering doubts, as she had every other time the questions plagued her, when she was snapped out of her reverie.

As Argent walked calmly through the crowd, the silver haired knight wove his way between other heavily armed teens, he noticed that he was one of only a few initiates who was wearing armor, though he was probably one of the one’s who needed the armor the least, considering the size of his aura, but it was always better to be prepared, after all, it was better to have armor and not need it, than need it and not have it. He wondered whether anyone actually knew where the dining hall was, as far as he could tell the crowd didn’t seem to be moving in a specific direction.

As she exited the auditorium, Cereza glanced around. No one had told the crowd of applicants where anything was, so there had to be some sort of signage...Ahah! A large sign reading ‘Cafeteria this way’ with an arrow pointing to one side was just ahead, with a quartet of unusual looking students loitering around it as though waiting for something, and the blonde strode towards the path it indicated. The rabble of the crowd at her back was louder than anything she’d heard before, and the computer-lover wanted to put as much distance between herself and the mob as possible; if only to get a little bit of quiet.

It wasn’t very far from the Auditorium to the Cafeteria and the food was set up buffet style, allowing people to just grab what they wanted. Cereza grabbed a plate quickly, settling herself at the end of a table. If she was lucky, Tierra would sit next to her and ward off anyone else. She saw a flash of crimson hair from her right, but when the blonde turned to see if it was Tamn, the person had disappeared into the crowd again.

Argent walked into the cafeteria and immediately started over to the buffet, where he got a plate loaded with rice and a chicken and vegetable curry. The silver haired knight cast around for a place to sit and saw a space where half of a table was unoccupied by anyone except a tall blonde girl, the heir to the Roan family walked over and sat across from the girl, gave a friendly nod and smile, and began eating.

Tierra was brought back to reality by the smell of food. ”Hmm, must have just followed Cereza on auto-pilot. Really need to stay aware of your surroundings girl.” Then the black-haired girl noticed one particular smell among the buffet items and saw that indeed her favorite was there, drumsticks. Her mouth salivating, she piled them on and then got a good heap of peas for her vegetables. Then the tanned girl looked for a good place to seat. ”Hmm, there’s Cereza sitting away from the crowd and now joined by Argent. Well, I do need to get more comfortable with humans here and I have already met both of them. So the golden-green eyed girl went over there and asked ”Do you guys mind if I sit here?”

The silence that had fallen over the end of the table was broken by the sound of Tierra’s voice, and Cereza glanced up at her. ”Sure.”

As the lithe girl sat beside her, replying with a quick “Thanks”, a commotion over by the entrance way erupted, catching almost everyone’s attention. The blonde watched in confusion as an older male with blood red hair came bolting through the doors, leapt over a table as he dodged a grab from another older student, raced to one of the buffet tables and grabbed a full leg of roast ham before trying to escape out the other side. He almost made it, until a teacher with brown hair stepped from nowhere and clotheslined the tall boy, dragging him out of the hall by the collar of his shirt whilst obviously reprimanding him. The other student, this one musclebound and with boar tusks, dogged the pair’s heels as he followed them out again.

Cereza blinked in surprise before turning to Tierra. ”Did that just happen?”

”Yes it did. Really surprising for a grown man to be acting like that. Though his acrobatics were impressive.” Then Tierra started her goal of removing every molecule of meat from the bones, taking breaks when conversation was asked of her.

Conversation was light between the trio at the end of the table, mostly between Tierra and Cereza with Argent popping in to add his two lien every now and then. Cereza didn’t eat much, too horrified and fascinated by the way Tierra savaged the chicken bones. She wasn’t sure what the silver-haired boy thought, but the blonde thought she saw disgust over the black-haired girl’s manners.

The hacker left her plate only half finished, sitting on the table where she had eaten just like the other students, then followed the signposts along with the crowd to the ballroom.

(Round 1)
We've kind of mentioned that the food is set up buffet style in our collab, allowing people to just grab what they want. Jusat letting you guys know so we dont get like three different table settings.
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