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Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

Alright, that's pretty interesting actually! Thanks. That considered, I might cook something up!

Ascension Arena: Champion Maker

I've question for you @Rai. For Blood% it says the following:

Must equal to 100 and be in multiples of 10.

Is there a limit to how many bloodlines an individual can have? Or is the limit just that you can't exceed 100% and the lower the percentage, the less abilities they have in a given bloodline?

Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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Retreat. How...uninteresting.

Noir's weapon released all its pent up tension shooting down at the icy ground like an arrow, but with far more force. It struck the ice and shattered it in a radius of 3 meters. The force of the maneuver pushed him up through the air, but he arrested his movement by retracting it in hardly a moment and aiming it behind him, his eyes narrowed. She'd made a mistake losing vision of him.

!!CRACK!!

His gun went off and this time the kick--what with his being airborne--was far greater. A purple haze could be seen at the exit point of Chimera. The acceleration was so great that had he not had an aura it would have been quite dangerous. Even with it unconsciousness briefly strained at the edges of his vision.

He'd sent himself hurtling up and forwards in an arc. As he flew he used his semblance, enhancing himself very slowly, just enough to properly move and control his weapon, swinging it so it flew out to the side and buried its blade--chain extended--into a pillar of ice.

"Should've...kept...shooting," he managed through the roaring wind as he traveled, his semblance channeling through his weapon in one swift burst. Clenching his jaw, muscles straining, he whipped his weapon back to him and as it came out of the pillar the whole pillar shifted and then violently exploded towards both of them, raining snow and shards up into the air where they began to fall. At the same time, the maneuver slowed him down significantly and as Chimera came back to him its form already back to normal. Swiftly he aimed it down and fired, slowing his momentum further.

He hit the ground, rolling once and coming up in a sweeping slash--now only 5 meters from the tree she'd hid in--and released a diffuse blast of fire. However, it wasn't at her, in fact it veered upwards into the near avalanche of ice particulate and as it struck the ice turned to vapor and a obscuring mist began to drift down over their arena.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then roared...then gradually went quiet as they realized that the impressive maneuver would make watching the fight rather difficult.

Noir smiled.

Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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She vanished, but he didn't doubletake, instead Noir noticed the flicker of motion where the outline of aura had been.

Definitely her semblance.

There was the crack of gunfire and he reacted immediately, Chimera held before him, flat forwards, his run stopping, a foot going back as the impact slammed into his weapon. He gritted his teeth, sliding back several feet before stopping and lowering his weapon. Eyes narrowed he considered his options in a flash of rapid-fire thoughts.

She could presumably transport herself between visible imprints she left in the world with her aura. He wasn't sure if that was all her semblance did, but even if it was that meant he had to readjust to how he had planned to fight her. Typically he would close the distance and then lock his adversaries in a constant closing and regaining of distance, throwing them off by changing ranges while relentlessly attacking. Of course, normally he had Mezzanote, not so this time.

All of a second having passed he decided on how he'd have to deal with this new development. In short: Adapt.

He resumed his approach, accelerating to his full speed almost immediately and bringing Chimera up before him as he did, ready to intercept any further shots. Similarly, while some might veer away from the aura, he ran right at it, changing his approach so that there was a straight line that intersected the Remnant on its way to his opponent. When he was about 3 meters away from it he leapt into the air and began bringing Chimera into a position diagonally pointed down at the ground, the flat somewhat forwards. It was still in its compacted, sword mode.

"Here goes nothing," he muttered.

Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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As Autumn began moving, leaving behind a figure of aura in her wake, Noir tilted his head and smiled slightly.

Interesting...probably her semblance.

In a fluid motion the handle of Chimera swiveled in its mechanism, falling to the right till it stuck out just above his hip. He grasped its textured grip and drew it in one motion. A sense of freedom washed through him as he continued the motion, gripping harder and releasing the tension in the mechanism even as the speed of his swing suddenly went from a relaxed draw to a swift blur. Chimera whipped out, extending into a swordspear all at once, its tip aimed directly at Autumn in her roost.

As Chimera came to a stop his other hand was already on its haft and with that contact he twisted and then the sound of shifting gears was swiftly followed by a thunderous cry. The projectile fired from the long barrel of Chimera was traveling directly for Autumn, but that was just the start. The kick from the blast compressed the weapon back into sword form and it seemed Noir took that cue to jump into action, accelerating to full speed as he ran towards her in a straight line, his gaze locked on her position, lips quirked in a faint grin.

His teammates had chosen him, so it seemed that he would be forced to prove their decision had been the right one.

The question was. How much effort would that take?

Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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The last fight had been a long tiring thing, exciting, but he'd used a lot of aura and so quite promptly had opted out of watching any of the matches afterwards...which had been all of them. He was glad his team had passed, but honestly he wasn't particularly thrilled that they'd decided to stick him up here, shaking him awake barely 20 minutes before he was slated to take the stage, as it were. He rubbed an eye and sighed, frowning almost imperceptibly as he stared across at the girl who would be his adversary. As he tried to order his thoughts the announcer's voice boomed out and his eyes narrowed, a look of faint irritation crossing his features before being smoothed away.

Autumn Lily?

Who?

He looked back at his opponent.

Ah, right. Yeah, that made sense.

He hadn't heard too much about her, though he supposed he'd really missed his opportunity to gather intel when he'd taken that nap.

God he didn't like this.

Whatever.

He flexed his aura, dark--but faint--bluish energy crackling at the edges of his silhouette as he did so.

In...

Noir took in a slow deep breath...

Out...

...and let it go just as slowly. Then, unceremoniously, he slapped his face slightly, shook his head and pushed his right foot back, taking what could almost be called a stance. Noir's fingers flexed and spread as he focused, aura licking out from him before finally settling. A tingling warmth pulsed through his body, his semblance briefly activating before fading to nothing. There was no perceptible physical change, but he was significantly more awake now.

Good.

"Relish that advantage while you can," he said quietly, largely talking to himself before he raised his voice. "Well, let's make it a good one, yeah?" He flashed her a smile and flexed his right hand, but now with intent. The mechanical harness on his back that held his weapon, Chimera, shifted slightly.

"Ladies first?"

Koutaku V.S Kasumi

Let the battle begin!

Autumn VS Noir

Autumn Lily VS. Noir Iridian

Autumn VS Noir

Judge: @Tuujaimaa

Autumn VS Noir

Noir Iridian

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Name: Noir Iridian.
Age: 19.
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Noir stands at 5’10 with a lean muscular build and dark blue eyes. His weapon, Chimera, is often seen laid across his back via a mechanical harness allowing it to be reoriented so as to be drawn over his shoulder or from the small of his back on either side. At his belt are held several additional magazines containing both dust and ammunition for his weapon.

Personality: Calm, cool, and collected. (Will be expanded on ICly)

Weapon: Chimera.

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Noir’s weapon is a swordspear at heart, but expands the capabilities of such significantly via numerous technological additions and alterations. Core among these is its hollow shaft, which travels all the way through the weapon and essentially functions as the chamber of the precision firearm integrated into the tool. In the guard and part of the surrounding enclosure at the base of the blade, Chimera holds compartments for both regular ammunition and dust as well as a hidden set of mechanisms that allow for shot to be fired in either direction down the barrel. From the blade-side tip of the barrel a partially rounded blade extends, closing off that end unless shot is to be released, thus retaining the swordspear’s ability to pierce with great effectiveness. Similarly, if dust is fired, rather than shot, the protrusion can remain closed, instead releasing the material through microscopic pores, proliferating upon the blade elemental effects rather than releasing a projectile. The last set of its mechanical properties lie within the shaft of the weapon, which can telescope--building up pressure in the mechanism--and then expand back to its original size with great speed and force, facilitating powerful thrusts with little setup or strength required from Noir. This telescoping mechanism plays into the last two functions in this set, which allow for the shaft to segment revealing a black carbon nanofiber tube within, essentially turning the weapon into a mid range chainsword. Of course, rather than segment, the nature of the individual sections allows them to shift several inches perpendicular to the arrangement of the shaft, creating hand or footholds for Noir to use as he sees fit. All-in-all, Chimera is an incredibly versatile combination of tools in one fairly compact package.

Compact Length: 4.5 feet(2ft shaft).
Swordspear Length: Approx’ 8.5 feet(6ft shaft).
Full Extension Length: 16.5 feet(14ft shaft).

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Item: Dust Cannisters.
He carries Fire, Lightning, and Gravity variants.

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Companion: Mezzanote.
His pet bird, which is typically around the size of a raven, though with rather strange markings. Depicted in his appearance picture, though there it is under the influence of Noir's semblance. The bird is trained to respond to commands--both verbal and gesture based.

Semblance: Transmogrify.
A form of warped enhancement or transformation, Noir’s semblance allows him to initiate a transformation--via contact--on any material, or willing participant. This enhancement gives the target drastically improved attributes at the cost of stability and/or reliability. This often includes making things larger, more durable, sharper--serrated even--and generally more potent whereas dexterity in its various forms are often lost as things like accuracy or precision movement are lost. Similarly, his semblance can make simpler things more complex...sometimes to their own detriment. The effect of this semblance is cumulative, making affected objects or individuals more and more potent at greater and greater cost over time.

History: Wouldn’t you like to know.

Quote: “For the sake of entertainment, I'll let you go first.”