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Name: OxBlood Hellchaser
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:
Personality: He's a pretty level headed person, though he can be a bit of a flirt, he's pretty easy to talk to if his head isn't in a book.
Short Bio:
Ox was one of many others who's parents weren't hunters or huntresses, granted that gave him much more value for the ones who were hunters. Ox was an odd child, he always had his head in a book, was rarely seen outside his parents dust shop, one of many, though this was a different shop than most. His parents shop was one of few that had the elusive gravity dust, hard to make. hard to sell, except to Ox. Ox was the biggest consumer of the gravity dust in the entirety of the sales made, so after a bit of consideration his father showed him how to make it, once Ox learned that he gave his first batch a test. His father had taken a few weapons in from hunters who had passed as a trade and handed one random weapon to Ox, sure enough his first batch was a sucsess, but it also ignited a spark in himself too. After some time of running the shop with his father he wanted more, a lot more. He talked with his parents for a while and finally allowed him to go to Signal Academy. Ox was there not too long before he found his Semblance, speed, at first it didn't make sense to him, but he tried a few premade weapons, nothing really felt right except the srong, heavy weapons. When it came time for everyone to make their weapon he went with something he was comfortable with, a strength bassed weapon, little did he know he would have a hell of a time with it. For the longest time he was the lowest combat rated person in his grade, though it wasn't surprising for him, he didn't have the combat genes like everyone else did, though he had good instincts, no skill to match. After a semester of him being the lowest in the grade he went and asked for help, and to no avail none of the teachers could help. It was a stroke of luck that he found his grove with his weapon, it happened on a bad day. He once again was ranked at the bottom of his grade, and it was the last straw, he went out to an old abandoned warehouse and just started laying into things, it was by chance that he hit an old storage container and with one swing knocked it onto it's side. It took him a bit to figure out why it happened he hadn't used any dust, at least not yet anyways, then it made sense, he had been hitting things before hand and he had felt like he was moving faster, the faster he got the stronger he got, finally his Semblance made sense why a quick weapon didn't feel right, they would break faster. After going back and getting from the bottom of the grade to the top he was offered to go to Beacon, and of course he took the offer and here he is today, Beacon. (to be continued...)
Semblance: Speed - The more he attacks the faster he gets and the faster he gets the stronger he is, at full speed he's a mobile powerhouse.
Weapons:
Other: N/A
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:
Personality: He's a pretty level headed person, though he can be a bit of a flirt, he's pretty easy to talk to if his head isn't in a book.
Short Bio:
Ox was one of many others who's parents weren't hunters or huntresses, granted that gave him much more value for the ones who were hunters. Ox was an odd child, he always had his head in a book, was rarely seen outside his parents dust shop, one of many, though this was a different shop than most. His parents shop was one of few that had the elusive gravity dust, hard to make. hard to sell, except to Ox. Ox was the biggest consumer of the gravity dust in the entirety of the sales made, so after a bit of consideration his father showed him how to make it, once Ox learned that he gave his first batch a test. His father had taken a few weapons in from hunters who had passed as a trade and handed one random weapon to Ox, sure enough his first batch was a sucsess, but it also ignited a spark in himself too. After some time of running the shop with his father he wanted more, a lot more. He talked with his parents for a while and finally allowed him to go to Signal Academy. Ox was there not too long before he found his Semblance, speed, at first it didn't make sense to him, but he tried a few premade weapons, nothing really felt right except the srong, heavy weapons. When it came time for everyone to make their weapon he went with something he was comfortable with, a strength bassed weapon, little did he know he would have a hell of a time with it. For the longest time he was the lowest combat rated person in his grade, though it wasn't surprising for him, he didn't have the combat genes like everyone else did, though he had good instincts, no skill to match. After a semester of him being the lowest in the grade he went and asked for help, and to no avail none of the teachers could help. It was a stroke of luck that he found his grove with his weapon, it happened on a bad day. He once again was ranked at the bottom of his grade, and it was the last straw, he went out to an old abandoned warehouse and just started laying into things, it was by chance that he hit an old storage container and with one swing knocked it onto it's side. It took him a bit to figure out why it happened he hadn't used any dust, at least not yet anyways, then it made sense, he had been hitting things before hand and he had felt like he was moving faster, the faster he got the stronger he got, finally his Semblance made sense why a quick weapon didn't feel right, they would break faster. After going back and getting from the bottom of the grade to the top he was offered to go to Beacon, and of course he took the offer and here he is today, Beacon. (to be continued...)
Semblance: Speed - The more he attacks the faster he gets and the faster he gets the stronger he is, at full speed he's a mobile powerhouse.
Weapons:
Other: N/A
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