AcceptedNAME: curly brace
Age: 2
Gender: technically none but if you ask her she'll definitely say female
Appearance:
Personality: kind though often curious of the world around her. is often reckless and naive due to her relative inexperience with life.
Weapon: dustcaliber
the sword is able to use dust crystals to coat the edges. the hand guard is removable and acts as a clip for dust crystals.
Power/Semblance:
-memory keeper: allows the user to obtain Memory's of important figures from throughout time and space. these Memory's can grant her some mundane skills or improve upon existing ones, give unique skills like magical singing or pyrokinesis, a item of from the memories maker, an aspect, or a hat. the skills both mundane and special when first gained will be at a skill level where it's best described as "existent" and must be trained, either through practice or through other gains of other Memories. she however doesn't have much if any control over when she gets a Memory and what it's about. at best she can direct a Memory she gains to follow something vague like a Memory about cleaning or a Memory about fire. aspects activate when said aspect would come into play, such as a fire aspect activating when using fire, what the aspect actually does is not very easy to tell until it activates for the first time. the semblance came at the cost of preventing her from learning a NEW skill the old fashioned way, or by downloading it.
Color of aura: neon red
Backstory: in this timeline curly was created to be the first artificial huntress with a soul and true sentience, instead penny. but unlike penny and the atlas of her timeline, curly was shown to the public in a good light by atlas as a great boon to huntsman numbers and curly was as a sign of unity, sent to beacon as a student to get practical experience. her main creator was a man by the name Momorin Sakamoto (momo for short), who see's herself as curlys mother.
Insignia/Tattoo (optional): located on the shoulders (but in neon red)
Extra: if you haven't figured it out by now, she's a robot. momo added in a special feature for curly where if she lies to someone the phrase "team 9 TERMINATED" will softly play while she speaks, though unless she's speaking quietly enough when this happens only faunus are able to hear it.
and reposted, also gonna re do her starting memories to mark the reboot.
I like him A LOT. Accepted.
Name:
Onyx Quartz
Alias:
(Past) Captain Quartz
(Past) Lord of the raiders.
The Steel Serpent
Names Reference to color:
Onyx is a black color.
Quartz is of many colors depending on its microstructure.
Age:
36
Gender:
Male
Height:
6'0
Race:
Human
Weapon:
His weapon is a simple one called The Silver Fang. It takes the form of a rapier that has a semi-automatic gun in it. The weapon can be amplified with dust giving it different effects. The rapiers blade has been slightly modified allowing it not only to trust but to slice as well. The guard of the sword is designed with skull and crossbones as a reminder of his old life.
The dust effects:
At range:
Steel's semblance allows him to partially distorted time around himself, speeding up anything inside the 5-meter zone or slowing down anything in the same zone. He can mix and max speeding himself up but foes down. He can mix this in with dust either delaying the effect or speeding up the effect, for example using the Green crystal and slashing it would usually cause a slashing wind attack. Mixing this in with his semblance he could delay the slash until an opponent steps right into it, or speed it up making it harder to dodge.
Aura Color:
Blue
History:
Onyx is a man of countless stories. Some say he killed one hundred Grimm by the age of 10 others that he killed and robbed more men than anyone would like to guess. In reality his younger years while being more dramatic than most people was nothing compared to the stories that most have heard. He alone does not talk about his past but to those very few that know it it goes a lot like this;
Onyx was born beyond any safe zones, outside of the walls, of the cities to a place where you fight or you fall. Onyx was raised by two people neither his parents. They taught him everything, to fight, to craft and even to steal. His life was filled with hardship constant training and surviving. The years went on and Onyx gained strength, age, and knowledge. Once he reached the age of fourteen one of the two that looked after him perished, she suffered from a fever and from being away from any of the cities help was not there.
When she perished the other who looked after him grew tired, tired of the troubles that came with living free, living outside of the cities and their walls. As such he decided to move them both into Vale. Life was hard they had nothing so together they stole, they stole anything and everything food, dust, water anything they wanted they took. They began to form a group mostly of the poor, they trained them turned them into a force one to be feared.Their crime spree when on and the police well...the police feared them, after all, every engaged ended with several police injured or killed and none of the Raiders.
Days went on and the group crimes got bigger and bigger from simple thief to murder all the way to terrorism. After another year Onyx despised the group he wished to leave but the only way to do that would be to beat a man said to be unbeatable...the man who is classed as his father. Onyx took his opportunity when the two shared a training session caught off guard and unexpected a attacked reached the man. Only to be deflected by an invisible force.
Unknown what happened the two engaged but every hit the man took didn't faze him, every hit Onyx had injured him. The worst took an eye and left a scar on his face. The battle lasted nearly three hours before one of them fell. One of Onyx's hits final did something it cut his throat. Onyx left the place they stayed only to walk out to a bloodbath. A group of hunters was dispatched to deal with them. They questioned him about who he was and he replied. "The lord of the Raiders but you may call me Captain Quartz." The group of hunters readied themselves only to be left starstruck when the man in front of them fell, covered from head to toe in blood, some of it his father's most of it his own.
When he awoke he was in a room surrounded by the four. The first question that came out was "Who was the dead man in the room." A slight laugh escaped his mouth before smirking. "The old Lord of the Raiders and the creator of it...the man I killed." The room when silent for a while before another of them spoke this time a woman. "You know whats going to happen to you however they is a way out of it. I witnessed the strength of the Raiders and saw your fight with the old lord, the force that you could not break, the shield man used was one called aura and for you to best someone only using skill and endurance is incredible." Onyx shrugged before letting out a yawn. "If your going to kill me or throw me in jail get on with it." Onyx spoke his tone one of boredom. The woman's voice spoke again. "We can get you out of jail within a year on the terms you become a hunter after." A slight laugh exampled Onyx's mouth before he nodded. "Sure."
And as one might say the rest is history. He graduated from a Beacon Academy with ease and became a rather well renown hunter. He has returned to Beacon to try his hand at teaching the next generation of students.
Personality
Onyx has 3 main traits to his personality, his gentlemanly behavior, and morals, and his instinct for adventure and survival. His gentlemanly behavior stems from his early childhood,having a father who taught him how to hate everyone Onyx wanted to be nothing like him instead trying his best to become the opposite, leading him to study and learn how to act more proper by reading numerous books containing main themes with chivalry or noble and generous main characters, adopting an honorable and courteous personality. However, he still enjoys fighting and competition and will use underhanded tactics to win unless there are rules regarding it or if the match is defined as a gentleman's duel, following all the rules and regulations even if they are unfair or simply too much.
His adventurous personality was always something he seemed to have and one of his teachers from Beacon told him his thoughts on the meaning of being human. The gist of what he told him was that the only thing human beings need to do in life is die yet they chose to survive as if they can stop it or at least delay it long enough to leave something important so they can be remembered in memory and in history, they are something different, they don't want to survive they want to thrive and leave something behind to be remembered until the end of the world and even after that. This becomes his motto, fueling him to train to become a Hunter in the hopes of becoming "immortal" and also turn him into a person who firmly stands for his morals, always wanting to move forward even when he believes he can no longer walk or always wanting to stay awake even though he becomes more and more tired.
In times of desperation, Onyx's old personality comes out in which he is extremely ruthless and coldblooded. At this point, he becomes a firm believer in the concept of social Darwinism, where the weak exist for the benefit of the strong, and generally appears devoid of compassion or mercy to the point where he is not beyond using others as a meatshield to defend himself.
AcceptedNAME: yukari
GENDER: F
APPEARANCE:
{+black wings}
{+black hair}
{+completely messy and wild hair}
{more feral teeth}
{bird shaped pupils}
Age: ???
PERSONALITY: ???
RACE: salamian nevermore of borders
WEAPON: none for now
POWER: complete domain over borders
COLOR of semblance: not applicable
BACKSTORY: a old mainstay of emerald forest that always tested new initiates of beacon acadamy, though always lived to see another day until during one of it's attcks it was attacked a new thing that nearly killed it before leaving. it refused to die though and with the added power of some shards of the thing, it became a she, a salamian of great power.
INSIGNIA:
Accepted!!! And long time no see!!What's up nerd.
NAME: Asher Leus
GENDER: Male
APPEARANCE:
AGE: 16 and yes he is about 6'10" and 200 lbs of pure muscle.
PERSONALITY: Although Asher may seem like a berserk, giant beast, he is a more a charismatic, gentle, giant beast. Asher prefers not to talk much, but if someone were too strike an interesting topic with him, like cabbage, he can talk for a whole two minutes. Which is good for him. He really is a comforting guy and a real gentleman at heart. Asher is quite street smart, unfortunately he doesn't like reading or writing and refuses to study for tests. He seriously is all brawn. He prefers to remain calm during fights, remaining civil and fair, but when it comes the time that he has to fight for his friends, almost no one can tell who he was before. He becomes a savage monster with nearly no remorse for Grimm. The only way people describe his fighting style is "I'm glad he's on our side." Oh and boy do you not want to see him when someone he really likes is in trouble. Asher is one of the most protective men anyone has ever seen. P. S. He is really sarcastic when he is comfortable.
RACE: Red Lion Faunus. Just you know... A lion. But kinda dark orange-y, red in color.
WEAPON: He is starting to let go of his past in the tribe, so he now has Charge Blade (often uses the sword and shield for only a few enemies and the axe for larger groups) and 2 (Two) large pistols.
POWER/SEMBLANCE: Asher is already strong and fast and physically better than most huntsmen, but his semblance is basically a very large taunt, enraging all he deems enemies and focusing their attention to him. When he uses this, his aura spikes and is very visible to others, almost liike a Super Saiyan type deal.
COLOR: Gray with hints of red that flow through it. His aura looks like its flowing.
BACKSTORY: Asher grew up within a small tribe of pure red Lion faunus. These faunus were fairly secluded from most other of their kind because they felt that they were the only pure bred faunus left in the world. They believed they should be the rulers of all faunus. Asher couldn't care less about who ruled who and whatnot. He just wanted to help out with whatever he could, and he always did. All of the other tribesman were soldiers, and that's what Asher was destined to be. He was fine with that since he could protect the people he cared about. At a young age, Asher was already thrown into the tribe's war between other faunus who disagreed with their lifestyle. It was only then that Asher realized how barbaric his tribe actually was. He never saw the soldiers at war before. He was sent when he was just 10, and he thought he knew what he was getting himself into. But he was wrong. He saw all of his brothers and relatives fight, they showed no mercy, they discarded their weapons and lunged for their enemies throats, they would be wounded and on their last breaths and still get back up and continue to fight. Asher was forced into this and he was forced to fight. He was forced to kill. He was killing these humans and faunus that didn't like his family. He had to drive his glaive through a dozen people before the battle was over. It was a miracle that only a small percent of his tribe members were killed, but he could only think about the other lives he ended. Asher was forever stained with their blood. He had to leave his tribe. He refused to kill anymore innocent lives. He only wanted to protect them from the monsters... Days later, he fled in the dead of night, he made sure no one was on his tail. He grabbed his glaive and made sure never to go back. Asher left no note for his family, he didn't care if they missed him, they killed innocent people and he couldn't handle that. He ran for weeks, living in the forests, on his way to the cities of Vale. After some time, Asher made it to a large city and he decided to find somewhere he could live. And boy did he strike the golden pot! The night he arrived, monsters started to emerge from the forest surrounding that city and who was there to help out? Asher. He saw people running and he saw few people staying and fighting, with swords and guns and magic. He was intrigued. Asher ran to their aid and he did aid them, quite a bit. He took out a few of the boar grimm on his own. He was just 12. Asher still helped out the others and they disposed of the threat quickly. He ran to them afterwards to ask them who they were. Luckily Asher didn't look too much like a faunus, except his pink hair, gold eyes, and animalistic teeth and nails. They told him they were huntsmen and that they appreciated his help. Asher saluted the huntsmen and he asked if he could help out anymore. The male and female standing before him decided to hear out Asher's story and they let him live with them until he wanted to live on his own. They were married and we're not able to have a child of their own. Asher was their child now though and he accepted it as they accepted him. They taught him everything he needed to know about these monsters and about how humans worked, cities, and technology, those sort of things. Asher finally had a helpful family he was proud of and he could look up to. He never really like Dust, but he learned how to use it. Years passed, Asher's adoptive father passed away and he knew it was about time he went to the academy. Unfortunately he was late for the beginning of school because he was taking care of his mother, but she had a talk with whoever the headmaster is now and they accepted him into the academy.
INSIGNIA: He keeps his insignia of the Red Lion clan he was a part of to remember his roots. It is tattooed on his left scapula.
Chayliel
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Welcome to the RP, buddy!
To answer a bit more precisely to your question, we're on Beacon and about to leave for Astera to help out on a Grimm infestation.
