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[Aquaknight]

ROLE COUNTER

DPS - 03




Tank - 01




Support - 01




Others (Mixed) - 02


GENDER COUNTER

Male - 06




Female - 06




Others- 00

RACE COUNTER

Humans - 06

Faunus - 04




Others (Androids, Cyborgs and unknown) - 02


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ARVA

Amber/Rasberyl/Virgo/Adam




Team


LAJE? JELA?
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[Sugary_Paragraphs]

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  Name: Virgo Capri
  
  
  Color: Capri is a sort of darker light blue.
  
  
  Age: 15
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual
  
  
  Species: Human
  
  
  Kingdom: Atlas
  
  
  Affiliation: Beacon Academy
  
  
  Appearance: Is an african-american that is about 4'7 and a half and has what some would call a 'baby' face. He normally wears a light blue shirt with black joggers and timberland boots, as well as a white cape with black tips and a yellow bracelet with the bold words HERO in black marker. He weighs about 92 pounds and has a sharp crew-cut for hair. There are various scrapes on his arms and legs due to training.
  
  
  When at home he normally wears a normal white T-shirt with black basketball shorts with fuzzy blue slippers, bracelet off and safe in a place he hides it, yet he still wears his cape.
  
  
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• History: When he was a small child, he was always the kid reading comic-books rather than playing at recess. Comics about heros who fight for the weak, give to the poor, and save the world. He deeply admired atleasian soldiers because he thought they were just like the superheros in the real world, but it all changed one day as he saw two of them 'legally' take a poor young faunus girl's money. Too shocked and confused, he could only look fearfully as things got worse to the point where one began to beat the girl while the other held back the parents. And as he looked around for help, he only saw people walk by or watch in amusement. And as he grew older, he only watched the injustice of atlas increase. Fueled by comics and his good nature, he ran away at the age of 10 from his corrupted parents, determined to become the hero his cruel kingdom could never be. By the age of 12, he had wandered to the kingdom of vale, where he met a quiet and reserved blacksmith who took him in. At the age of fourteen, he began his training with her and at the age of 15, he planned to go to signal, yet found beacon more fun and challenging. But due to his atlas background, age, and...lack of combat experience, he had to find another way...which led to fake transcripts.
  
  
  Personality: Virgo is an enthustiastic kid with a heart of gold and fiery determination. When most describe him, they usually use the words 'Lawful good', meaning that he's REALLY compassionate and kind-hearted. He can't stand the sight of evil and would jump in to face it, no matter what the situation. He helps everyone equally, but due to his naive nature, has a hard time telling the difference who is good and who is bad. Even a simple lie could trick the little vigilante to the point where a long detailed explanation is needed to convince him it's a lie. He's also loud and hyperactive, not being able to sit for long without the help of a good anime or a comic book/manga and always telling speeches about the power of justices or just what he's heard from his favorite animes. It's hard for him to give up on a task and won't tolerate any of his friends giving up. He's also...protective of his cape, cleaning it immediately if ever dirtied and not exactly fond of people touching it.
  
  
  When betrayed (when he finally realizes it), he's practically depressed, becoming quiet, slow in movement, and sad for weeks. Despite this, he does believe in second chances and would even allow the greatest of all evil a shot at redemption. He likes to help anyone and everyone, even if they don't want it, which some take advantage of and makes him do crazy tasks, though most of the time they don't usually want it due to his clumsy behavior. It's hard for him to hurt good people, yet when faced with evil, is willing to go all out, even near death. He is quite confident in his own abilities, but when his cape is missing, he loses all confidence in himself. It's almost impossible to get him angry, But when he is, like if you damage his cape, ...well...it's best to figure out on your own.
  
  
  Secret: Virgo kinda sorta probably managed to get his hands on fake transcripts. Also, running away from his atlas parents, who just happened to be political higher-ups, kinda forced them to put a bounty on his head to bring them back alive, seeing as to how he's their only and final son and all.
  
  
  
• Relationships: Likes them no matter who or what they are.
• Weapons: Righteous- A medium-sized gold shield that is shaped like a star. He straps it on his back under his cape.
  
  
  Virtuous & Exemplary-Two .367 magnums that shoots dust bullets of his choosing. He has holster on his sides where he stores them.
  
  
  Semblance: He calls his semblance 'hero form'. When in hero form, all his good will and kindness strengthens him, and since he has a boat-load of it, it's really really useful. He gains insane strength and phenomenal speed, as well as other abilities such as Night vision, increased perception, and increased defense and aura. But there's a catch. It takes him 5 minutes to summon up all the energy to transform, and even then, the form is only 2 minutes. And when the form is over, he is weakened immensly, what with his aura all gone in a rip away-like motion, causing him pain. That's one of the reasons why he uses it as a last resort
  
  
  Strength: Virgo is good at long-ranged attacks and defense, as well as having a large aura and stamina.
  
  
  Weakness: Has weak close-combat attacks and doesnt really have a lot of physical strength, which means that he can block, just for a short period of time.
  
  
  Combat Role: Mixed between support and DPS

 

[Pentagon]

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  Name: Adam Grau
  
  
  Color: Gray.
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual
  
  
  Species: Human
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Atlas
  
  
  Affiliation: Uncertain, currently the Atlas Armed Forces
  
  
  Appearance: Adam is a large man. He’s always been: fro, his earliest memories, he stood a head above the rest of his playmates. Now, a short mop of light brown hair crowns a pillar of humanity nearly seven feet tall. Wide shoulders narrow to a barrel chest, and thick arms speak of a life of fitness. Each of his features is large; large hands, large feet, a large nose bearing the marks of several breaks, wide eyes keen for detail, and in his past a somewhat embarrassing overbite, now thankfully cured. First noticed, usually, is his large voice, which upon puberty dropped into a deep register from which it never returned. His laughs fill the room, his rages set silverware shaking, his voice carries across open fields without difficulty. His skin is pale, his eyes brown: he likes neither. He hides the former behind sensible, comfortable, and characteristically conservative clothing. Callouses which had grown on well-used hands fade as aura shields his skin from abrasion. Long strides carry him to his destinations, even if he doesn’t know quite where it is.
  
  
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  History: Adam’s father was in the Atlesian military, a Staff Sergeant in the 19th Mechanized Infantry. His father’s father served in the 2nd Airborne as a medic. His father’s father served in the Coldpeak Guards in the Great War. The line of Grau men who fought to defend Mantle, and then Atlas, stretches back 13 generations, if a lazy evening’s research and a government database are to be believed. Adam always prepared himself to follow in these well-marked footsteps, to tread in them boldly. He seemed to be made for it too. He loved the outdoors as a child. He excelled in sports. He quickly found a romance with firearms, and nurtured his passion for the devices all through his life. He loved to hunt and fight and work hard, and his parents ensured he understood the importance of listening to one’s superiors. The ruination of the path he had set himself on since kindergarten was, ironically, catalyzed by this very aptitude. Aptitude led to pride, and self-assuredness, and a desire to be even more well respected than he already was. Hungry for glory, and eager to prove that the Graus could elevate themselves above their station with grit, intellect and good old-fashioned martial ability, he decided to become a huntsman. 16 years old and having not attended combat school, the strict bureaucracy of Atlas kept him from the academy there. However, with determination and more than a shade of luck, he earned a tentative place at Beacon Academy. Eager to embrace this new rung of achievement, and eager to be able to do more for the Military than any other Grau before him, he boarded the airship and set off to his destiny. Unfortunately, he boarded tied at the hip to Atlas' new experiment by his father's obstinance and his already-fraying sense of loyalty.
  
  
  Personality: Adam took after his father eagerly, and his father was not reticent in instilling the traditional Grau values. He was taught never to lie. Never to steal. Never to hurt someone who didn’t deserve it and always to respect one’s elders. Charity, self-sacrifice, duty, honesty, dependability; these were the rocks upon which Adam’s moral compass was built. He could not be the smartest child, the most popular schoolmate, the teacher’s favorite, but he could compete in friendliness and respectability and in these fields he clawed his way to notice. He is quick to joke and quicker to laugh at the jokes of another. Taking things seriously is above his pay grade, so his father said. He is not one to worry, nor one to panic, though he has never managed to dispel the constant worry that things are either already going wrong, or are heading that way. He’s a man to hold a grudge, unfortunately: no matter how hard he tries, he can’t shake the instinct. He is slow to anger and quick away from it, but resentment rarely disappear despite his best efforts. He is a terrible and reluctant liar, and shares the trait of most men his age: he loves to tell stories, either about himself (wildly exaggerated) or about others (extremely complimentary).A large man has to tell large tales, or so he tells himself.
  
  
  Though Adam does not want to admit it, and in fact never has, he is fiercely competitive. Not just in riflery or boxing or the petty challenges puberty drives a boy towards. No, in everything, Adam feels inadequate if not surpassing his always-lofty expectations. Needless to say, he has been forced to, if not get used to, at least become acquainted to the feeling. It interacts negatively with the roiling, festering objection he has within himself. He is beginning to realize, he dislikes authority, or at least that which he believes is unearned. What worries him is that the qualifications for his ire are wide indeed. He dreams, in his idle fantasies, of bloodying the nose of the noble, of proving that someone like him can do whatever is expected of him, or can make his own decisions without the meddling of those with no reason to decide for him. He hopes Beacon will help rid him of this impulse, it being of course the most respected school in the world, but he hasn’t yet realized that it was this proletarian impulse that led him to its hallowed halls in the first place.
  
  
  Secret: There is more than his lack of qualification, or even his revolutionary tendencies, to his selection of Beacon. His father was dishonorably discharged for war crimes during a mission against what was supposed to be a cell of faunus insurgents, but proved to be nothing more than refugees. Atlas threw the book at him, and his son who for so long wanted to follow in the man’s footsteps not only had doors close to him, but realized that perhaps the path he wanted to follow is not the one to best serve Humanity. He seeks, more than anything, to prove that he, and his family before him, are better than his father, and to by his own successes erase the shame of his progenitors.
  
  
  
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  Relationships: Adam knows few people, though he doubts many do not know of him. The towering, booming foreigner thrust from his homeland would attract attention anywhere, even in the bizarre menagerie of Beacon. What few brave souls attempted to get to know him have, without exception, been made at least good acquaintances, though he does curse the cliques which formed in the combat schools which subtly direct him away from perhaps valuable friends.
  
  
  
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  Weapons: Adam has always had simple tastes, and without the extensive training he decided to stick with what he knew. Krupp is an automatic rifle chambered in, rather appropriately for a monster hunter, 6.5 Grendel. It is standard military issue, a chunky black design made to be light and accurate rather than sleek or impressive. Sometimes, the forces of Grimm, or other hunters, require a more specialized weapon, and what would an abnormally large man be without an abnormally large gun? Feld is his pride and joy. A colossal anti-tank rifle, top loading and nearly six feet long, is sleek enough to be used as an unfortunately heavy spear with the sword bayonet attached, and being chambered in 20x138 makes it more than a match for any mundane grim threats, designed as it is to penetrate half a foot of steel. Of course, with such a specialized skill set he cannot afford to further restrict himself, and so has endeavored to be able to use whatever tools he requires to achieve his objective.
  
  
  Semblance: In a world where every semblance is unique, when one distributes them among the multitudes of the world, some will be left wanting. Adam is one of these individuals. Adam’s semblance allows him to, with a touch, turn things navy blue. This phantasmal coloring only lasts a few seconds after the touch is broken, and only the parts of the object that are directly touched are colored. Adam has yet to discover a combat application for this, even after days of thinking, and has long since given up hope.
  
  
  Strength: Adam, without a useful semblance and with a rather average amount of aura in general, still fights like infantry, albeit modified by the incredible natural powers of huntsmen-in-training. He is a preeminently excellent shot after years of enthusiastic practice, and has spent more than a few rainy days pouring over his father’s Field Manuals. He understands how not to be seen, how not to be shot, and how to enter a firefight with the intent and capability to emerge successful.
  
  
  Weakness: Adam has no semblance to draw on. No close-quarters martial skill besides his impressive strength. He moves like a hunter, but cannot fight like one, and once closed with has few recourses but retreat. Despite branding himself as a hunter, he fights like an infantryman, and when his preferred method of engagement is rendered useless or inefficient he has no other options to draw upon.
  
  
  Combat Role: Rifleman/AT Trooper
  
  
  

 

[XiaoWeiXiao]

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  Name : Raspberyl "Beryl" Edonma
  
  
  Color : A combination of Raspberry and Beryl, Raspberyl!
  
  
  Age : 17
  
  
  Gender : Female
  
  
  Sexuality : Heterosexual
  
  
  Species : Goat Faunus
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins : Mistral
  
  
  Affiliation : Beacon Academy
  
  
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  Raspberyl is someone you would call as 'cute' in a 'little sister' sort of way (not a Ruby clone, keep reading). Aside from her hair and eyes both holding true to her name, the most noticeable feature about her are the extra appendages on her body (explained on this later), as well as the fact that she's really short. Almost dwarfish, even. Standing at about 4'7" with her shoes, and 4'5" without.
  
  
  Her usual attire at both in and out of school grounds consists of a heavily modified uniform of a previous Hunter Academy she attended, paired with thigh-high stockings and shoes customized to give Beryl an additional 2 inches in height.
  
  
  A plushie of her symbol hangs chest-level on her outfit. She keeps it as a goodluck charm.
  
  
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  A horned and inverted skull. (See picture above.)
  
  
  
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  History : Raspberyl was born and raised in the middle-class family of the Edonmas. Her parents both were weapon mechanics, or as her dad would put it, "weapon engineers", due to them spending most of their time at their workshop, blatantly ignoring Raspberyl in favor of creating or brainstorming new weapon designs or wooing potential business partners to promote their craft. Ignoring was the word used here, since aside from providing basic human (or in this case, faunus) necessities for their daughter, they never interact with her, at all.
  
  
  And Raspberyl absolutely loathed it, she wanted to be noticed, she needed to be noticed, by her parents. Years were wasted with Beryl trying to impress her parents with awards and achievements, only for them to only nod and continue back with their work. She'd wondered how every other children beloved by their parents, but not her. It made her believe that being smart wasn't enough, so when the opportunity came at Haven Academy, she crafted the Morality, dropped out of her regular school, and announced her intent of joining Sanctum Academy to her parents.
  
  
  Instead of being surprised, worried or feel any kind of emotion whatsoever, her parents nonchalantly waved her off with the words 'money's on the counter', as if she was just going to buy something, still focusing on fixing that 35th model of a handheld cannon or something. Raspberyl, enraged and saddened at their indifferent behaviour, grabbed the wad of money and resolved to try again tomorrow, this time with a plan in her mind.
  
  
  At this point, Beryl was resigned, she came to the realization that her parents would never be proud of her or even take the time to appreciate her in a million years. She used to care, but now she doesn't, only wanting to join Sanctum to get away from her home.
  
  
  The next day, she came in with some papers explaining how they were supposed to just sign it and she would be on her way. Being too enamoured with their finished work, they didn't even read a single word of the papers but signed it anyways, not knowing that this was an "Intent to Enroll" form for Sanctum.
  
  
  In her stay at the Academy, she, at first, was your regular, everyday student, with the all too familiar dream of becoming a Hunter to protect mankind, at least, from an outside perspective. She quickly figured out that she hated being just a regular face in the crowd, and so she adapted a 'bad girl' personality that quickly morphed into the delinquent Raspberyl we all know now.
  
  
  But living a stereotype wasn't enough for the pinkette, she craved--no, needed--attention, and what better way to get attention than to beat the top 1 student of Sanctum Academy, as well as 4-time winner of the Mistral regional tournament herself, Pyrrha Nikos?
  
  
  And so, the period of self-training for Raspberyl began. Spending day and night practicing with her Morality, all while studying and researching Remnant history with diligence and effort unseen of any student at her age. Until such time came that she dominated both sword and pen, with her grades skyrocketing outta nowhere and into the top rankings of Sanctum Academy, behind only to her target, Pyrrha. Try as she might, but she can never seem to surpass her in the rankings.
  
  
  
  
  
  Outraged, she challenged the readhead to a fight. Pyrrha, thinking that this was just a friendly match, accepted. Half an hour later, Pyrrha emerged victorious, subsequently crushing the pinkette's hopes and dreams of ever beating the Amazonian.
  
  
  Pyrrha tried to cheer up Raspberyl, citing that while she hadn't beaten her, she was still a very good student. Somewhere along her sayings, the shorter girl had heard the words 'unique', and had asked if she truly meant that. Pyrrha did, but Raspberyl took it waaay too seriously, and it ended up with her striving to be as unique as she can, thus amping up the delinquency to a 1000%.
  
  
  Eventually, time came to move on from Sanctum, with Raspberyl not knowing what to do. She decided to follow Pyrrha and join Beacon as well.
  
  
  Personality : Raspberyl considers herself a 'delinquent'. Often speaking roughly and referring to herself in a low-class manner, even if she actually hasn't done any crime that would deem her as one. The reason why she acts this way is because she wants to be 'unique' from all the other people, and therefore a "total badass" for being so.
  
  
  The 'delinquent' Raspberyl is rude and annoying, possessing a magical ability to get under the skin of nearly everyone. Insult her, and she'll fire back. Hard. In ways thought unimaginable. Often times she boasts that she's a goat faunus, with goat meaning Greatest Of All Time. A little bit sarcastic, a little bit direct, Delinquent Raspberyl will make you angry in any way possible.
  
  
  The real Raspberyl, on the other hand, is still very much annoying, but moreso kind and compassionate. She'd be the first person to serve you chicken soup once she gets wind that you're sick, and probably scold you why you haven't told her earlier, all while giving the air of a closet tsundere. Surprisingly, her determination and perseverance can be noted as two of her strong points, but it is unknown whether or not this is just some act like her 'delinquent' side.
  
  
  She all hides this persona behind a mask of delinquency, with her social skills suffering from this tremendously since being a delinquent does wonders in warding off would-be friends, resulting in her never having the chance to properly socialize with other people.
  
  
  Raspberyl has never felt any semblance of family whatsoever in her entire life, but she doesn't have a strong or moody reaction when the topic is brought up, she accepts her lack of knowledge regarding anything related to 'family' indifferently instead.
  
  
  As delinquent as she may describe herself to be, Beryl sure is attentive and diligent in class work. Hell, she even graduated as a top student back at her old Academy. Staying true to her rude tendencies though, she won't let anyone borrow any of her notes unless it's really important.
  
  
  She dislikes being 'uncool' and acting like everybody else. In fact, she'd ignore or speak in distaste of anything she deems as uncool, and refuse to participant in anything trendy, such that it would make her personality a weird lovechild between a hipster and a overreacting actor.
  
  
  Her hobbies includes participating in random activities, pestering other people, and meticulously collecting bookmarks, among other things.
  
  
  Secret : Her delinquent personality is nothing but a mask she shows to the outside world. Aside from that, she has the fear of being irrelevant which stems from her invisible status to her parents, the secret reason why she acts like a delinquent.
  
  
  
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  Weapons: Morality
  
  
  - A sleek, mechanical broadsword with pink and black being the main colors. The guard is actually Raspberyl's symbol, yet more detailed and edgier. The handle contains some sort of mechanism that Beryl is able to channel her aura into in order to power the blade of the broadsword, while the skull guard contains four kinds of dust shards (Fire Dust and Wind dust on the left eye, Lightning Dust and Water Dust on the right) that Beryl uses to terrible effect in conjuction with the powered up sword. It is able to split into two scimitars, but doing so would halve the strength of the broadsword in exchange for speed.
  
  
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  - Beryl is able to enter "Demon Mode" (which is just her with wings and a tail) at any given time. In the demon form, Beryl possesses qualities such as: Extreme speed and agility, limited flight, enhanced senses, improved equilibrium and resistance at the cost of survivability, since entering Demon Mode would completely nullify the healing effects of having Aura. It should be noted as well that she isn't able to revert back to her original state until after 20 minutes has passed while in Demon form. There are no other repercussions for prolonged usage of her semblance, so it's her preferred form when being her usual, delinquent self.
  
  
  Strength : Raspberyl is very proficient at the melee, using her small frame and quick wit to her advantage when facing tough opponents. Her fighting style can be described as unorthodox, as she varies from one studied style to another in the midst of battle. It can be argued that her sharp tongue and innate ability to aggravate others is a strength as well, since it proves wonders when facing against human enemies. With Demon Mode only serving to amplify her already obvious strengths.
  
  
  Outside of battle, she has more than basic knowledge and skill in creating folding-frame weapons, gaining this skill from watching her parents in the workshop. She would never admit to this, as she doesn't want to associate herself with her parents anymore.
  
  
  Weakness : Raspberyl relies on 3 things to win a fight: Her speed, wit, and technique. Take one away and the rest will fall quite easily. She is also not the most durable swordswoman, even in her Demon form. Adding in that entering Demon Mode would make her aura nonexistent for the next 20 minutes, and the fact that she has no way to deal damage from afar, forces her to play it safe and be less aggressive than she should be when she feels threatened.
  
  
  Combat Role : Swordsman, glass cannon. (Pure DPS)

 

[Rhino Schneider]

THIS IS A DONE!

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  Name:
  
  Esmeralda Jade
  
  Color:
  
  Esmeralda, this is greek for Emerald
  
  Jade, this is a type of green gemstone.
  
  Age:
  
  16
  
  Gender:
  
  Female
  
  Sexuality:
  
  Bi-curious
  
  Species:
  
  Faunus-Fox
  
  Kingdom of Origins:
  
  Vacuo
  
  Affiliation:
  
  Beacon, The Family (A crime organization, my own made RWBY version of the Mafia)
  
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  Esmeralda has a rather strange appearance when you first meet her. She has a strange shade of green hair that the closest thing it resembles is seaweed after its wound up on a beach, it also has many different shades some of it being lighter than others but all in all its natural something most people find rather peculiar she often stated it must have been something in the water (which is possible as to much copper in the water can cause green-ish tinted hair). Other than her hair the next thing that stands out are her eyes, almost being the opposite of her hair. She has a condition called Heterochromia iridium which causes her to have two different eye colors both of which are natural, she has one red eye and one blue one. Finally if you ever find her not wearing a hat or something covering her head then you would find two small fox ears but she normally covers this up since she hears that the Faunus normally get bullied.
  
  Body shape wise Esmeralda is rather short standing just under 5 foot at 4'11, her body shape is clearly feminine amplified by the clothing she wears it would be nearly impossible to mistaken this girl for anything other than that. Her clothing style is one of very formal ware which gives the idea that she came from some sort of rich background, it normally contains some sort of skirt normally one that she can easily move in and a formal shirt and formal jacket over it along with some kind of hat. Her jacket often holds a golden chain or some other accessories. Unlike most people her age she has a tattoo which kind of breaks the law but heck she breaks the law on a day to day bases. The tattoo is of her symbol and it does from her forearm to her hand and then all the lines go off her finger almost like she is pulling the strings.
  
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  History:
  
  Esmeralda is not this girls real name, her real name is Fern Reed and she was born to one of the nastiest crime fractions in Vacuo's history. The "Family" as the group likes to be call. Esmeralda had nothing like a normal childhood from a young age she was put to work training with weapon in hand, she never met anyone her own age until her cousin came to visit, he was of similar age however unlike her he had never trained a day in his life, he was quite simply a spoilt little brat and well Esmeralda hated him. The major thing with the family is that most the members have to much money to know what to do with so many live the 'big' life making up lies on how they made the money, Fern however was born into the main line with her parents being the leaders meaning she was being brought up to fill some pretty big shoes.
  
  Fern soon found out that the boy was set to stay with them for three week while his parents did some work, that meant Fern would be stuck with this annoying, insolent, weak brat. Fern couldn't get anything done she went to train he would follow her questioning why she was using weapons or as he said "sharp pointy objects my father told me to stay away from." Fern just ignored him but as the days went on so did the questions. One day Fern was simply minding her own business in the library reading up on all sorts of myths and legends when the boy walked in and once again started asking questions however unlike normal when she would just ignore him something was different. Fern found herself shaking furiously, her whole body shaking her blood boiling. She had never felt this feeling before mostly since her parents were trying to make her feel nothing. Fern looked up at the boy and with a devilish smile she lunged at him.
  
  The next thing Fern remembered was waking up tied to a bed she was confused, very confused until she looked down her once white dress donned a new red pattern, but how when all she remembered was hitting the boy once and then nothing heck how did she even get to her bed did the boy beat her impossible. It didn't take long before a laughing man walked in with a single tear in his eye whatever he heard was funny. The man Fern soon reconsidered as her father. Her father started to clap. "Your a lucky one my child...you have my anger or well my other side." Fern's father said before he took a seat next to her. "Let me guess you blood started boiling your body shaking then all you remember is waking up here." Her father add with Fern responded to by nodding. The man chuckled and put his hand on Fern's head. "I guess its about time we have some father daughter time anyhow." Fern's father said much to Fern's surprise. Her father had basically a empire to run, the "Family" ran a large amount of underground business all over the four kingdoms of remnant so for him to make time to spend with his daughter was shocking to her anyhow.
  
  The next day Fern woke in the same room this time not tied up to the bed and with some fresh clothing next to her. She put on the clothing and found a note, it was her fathers hand writing it simply said meet me outside and she did. Her father was sat on one of the benches on the Reed's family grounds and Fern sat next to him. Her father began to explain what she truly had. She had a case of Dissociative identity disorder in a sense she has two personalities in one body and whats worse is that the two personalities she is one but the other is basically another person, she won't remember anything that happens while it is in control. However that wasn't all the reason's why her parents were trying to get her to let go of her emotions was because of something her mother has. In a sense her mother has a heightened emotional state meaning she gets happy easily, sad easily and even angry easily, this is something that has passed on to Fern as realized in her younger years and well mixing the two makes a nasty combination.
  
  From that day on Fern was put on intensive medication in order to hide the darker side of her, its the same thing her father had been using for the past 30 years in order to stop him from unleashing his darker side. A two years went by and at the age of fourteen she had already learned about aura and found out her semblance, however it was then her father started talking about something that in her mind was preposterous, a major tradition in the "family" is that they have a male leader which meant Fern was required to marry and soon after all her father wasn't getting any younger but the young and gun-ho Fern wasn't having any of it. Overtime the matter was pushed more and more and her father even brought some potential suitors around. Fern soon stopped taking her medication and well she was getting more and more angry until one day she got that feeling again.
  
  Fern's blood boiled her body shuck and from then on darkness. Fern awoke once again covered in blood but this time she was around two bodies to her left her father to her right her mother her hands and weapons covered in blood but all she did was smile. Fern stood up and dragged the bodies to the balcony of her parents room where she hung them for all to see, a loud shriek was the next thing she heard. Fern looked over the balcony and saw a rather large group all part of the family. Fern took a seat in between where she hung her parents and simply smirked as she opened both her arms and moved them sideways as in to say look what I have done. "Now spread this to out colleges we have a new leader as the old are dead and her name is Fern Reed." The people in front of her all scurry off, you see her parents weren't just leaders by name oh no they were the strongest members of the "Family".
  
  Fern quickly gained allies people she trusted and those people became her eyes and ears, they were four in particular each of which she trusted with a kingdom, each of those four in control of a quarter of the family. Fern took over all the main administration things like gangs that want to join, or new business operations. Within the first year of control the fifteenth year old rewrote her fathers way of command but did it improve anything...yes profits were up the number of "family" business were higher than ever and the contracts paid better and better. However something came about she couldn't ignore...she was bored...Fact is she ran the "Family" so well that fact is they was nothing for her to do so she took a leave and left the person who trained her as acting commander he had always been her left arm and as such he was not. Fern said she would keep in contact but as a different name she said she would still run everything just from else where, when asked where she smirked and answered "Beacon". She manged to get a hold of a letter of acceptation after sending in a letter under the name of Esmeralda Jade.
  
  Personality:
  
  Esmeralda is usually expressionless and very rarely does she get surprised or enthusiastic; but whenever she does, it's often at the minimum level. Esmeralda is intelligent and analytical. Her emotions are merely skewed in a certain direction, with one particular aspect becoming especially sensitive. Thanks to this, she can easily and quickly categorize people into two distinct groups, hostile and non-hostile. (Normal people see 3 types, hostile, neutral and friendly, but they have a hard time quickly determining who is a friend and who is an enemy since they aren't sensitive in this way). This certainly comes in handy for her hunter and crime life and anything related to conflicts (which is almost everything in her life). She doesn't possess the ability to hate nor can she feel any strong emotions like fury, fear, despair, envy, hatred, disgust, gluttony, lust, sloth, and love (with one exception). Contrary to the perceptions of many, Esmeralda has emotions and can be kind and caring towards her friends; though she is often irritated by some of them as well. While she cannot feel lust, she can still feel aroused by the actions of people. She can also acknowledge the charms of males and females. She also worries about her reputation and has some sense of pride though she doesn't seek to attract attention.
  
  She underestimates the merits of her own abilities and constantly looks down on herself, having difficulty accepting praise and grasping the meaning beneath indirect words of flirting. She has a bit of an inferiority complex, especially about ordinary things that others recognize or can handle well. She also has what her colleges call an 'unexpected flaw' in being quite slow in fathoming others' goodwill or attraction towards her, as she can only interpret them by logical explanation and often questions why people would think positively of herself.
  
  In a nutshell, her lack of understanding and experience with emotions. Because Esmeralda has no memories of other feelings since childhood, she does not know how to respond to people when they are conveying their emotions to her, e.g. praising her for her personality or so forth. This leads to her feeling awkward, astonished, or clueless on how to properly reply. Usually, she can deal with the praise expressed due to tangible achievements; but when it comes to anything regarding herself personally, she suffers from inner turmoil of how to respond and may ignore the matter if she has the chance.
  
  Esmeralda second personality is unknown to her since she always blacks out what it happens, however this personality is one full of emotion however it mostly displays one anger. If she ever goes into this personality she normally would be incredibly angry shouting at people for no reasons picking fights and even attacking people who have done nothing wrong. This personality is normally bad news however if one was to sit and talk to her like this normally unless someone or thing has agitated her you could hold a good conversation with her and unlike normally you could talk about emotion unlike her normal personality. People who have conversed to her like this often say its like all her emotion has just been dumped into her like this meaning she can show and understand all emotions like this.
  
  Secret:
  
  Esmeralda currently lives a double life. At beacon she is Esmeralda Jade the rather quiet, emotionally inept girl but underneath it all she is Fern Reed leader of the crime cartel The "Family" a group known for being rather ruthless and brutal luckily however the new leader of the group has never been seen some say its a forty year old man others a twenty year old female after all who would expect a teenager. She also has a case of both Dissociative identity disorder (Split personality disorder) and Bipolar Disorder this cause her to take a rather large amount of medication to keep both under control after all her 'second personalty' is not one you want to see.
  
  
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  Relationships: She tries to not get attached to anyone because she fears she might hurt them or if they ever find out the truth.
  
  
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  Esmeralda uses two weapons. The first is a simple dagger that has a very unique shape, the upper part of the daggers hilt is a dust mechanism allowing her blade to switch to different types of dust causing different cuts and effects.
  
  
  
  
  
  Esmeralda's second weapon and her most used weapon is a set of steel wires, these wires are normally held at both her waist's in a coil (two coils in total one at either side) and then led up through her clothing up to her wrists in which they connect to a strange mechanism in which by flicking her wrists it unreels the wires allowing for them to be used in many ways. Mostly by restraining targets or cutting them if she uses them fast enough or when she restrains them if she re-reels the wires in the wires it would most definitely cause cuts. Esmeralda is currently trying to find a way to put some sort of a dust mechanism in the wires but doing to often causes her to burn, freeze or shock herself thanks to the coils around her waist's.
  
  Semblance:
  
  "The puppeteer"
  
  Esmeralda is able to control her aura into fine wire/string type material and expand it via her fingertips it can reach 50 foot in all directions and anything it touches it locks onto to. Light objects like a glass cup would only need one while something like a brick might need 2 - 3. This ability also works on living things but that would require five one on each limb and the head if a human, this however can be broken is someone is stronger than Esmeralda then the ability would work better for them rather than her. However this ability can be used to animate the dead and that's mostly what she uses it for. If she kills a foe but yet they is more around her the one she had killed she would attach the wire/string onto it and use it to fight against its once allies. She also uses this in her other life to make "accidents" happen. She can attach this to herself or allies to make them or herself dodge attacks that would be hard to otherwise.
  
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  Esmeralda is a rather fast and dexterous fighter she focuses on taking a foe out as quickly and as swiftly as possible. Esmeralda can deal with foes at a close ranged and a mid ranged she prefers close ranged combat thanks to her rather gun-ho fighting style. As Esmeralda has a split personality when the second personality takes over she twist being a lot more aggressive than normally often shouting insults and charging head on to what seems like unwinnable odds. Esmeralda specializes in taking out foes one at a time often restrain a foe than landing the finishing blow before making them fight for her. The strongest thing about Esmeralda is her semblance mostly since she can move a foes arms and legs making people who are blocking to open themselves up for an attack she in a sense can control everything that a person does as long as she has the strength to do so.
  
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  Esmeralda is a rather weak girl, she isn't made to take much damage but instead to dodge and avoid. Overall Esmeralda strength is nearly none existent however when push comes to shove she can muster up some, this however effects her semblance badly as if she is weaker than the person or the thing she is trying to control is stronger than her then she finds it hard to control them however normally since she only controls dead things that don't fight back she often finds it easy to control them. Since Esmeralda doesn't weight much nor can she really "stand her ground" a hit from a strong person normally would send her flying.
  
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[CombatReadyPenny]

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  Name: Amber Autumn Fall (Two last names)
  
  
  Color: Auburn
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexuality: Bisexual
  
  
  Species: Cyborg
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Atlas
  
  
  Affiliation: Ex-Military, now Beacon
  
  
  Appearance: (Ignore the name on the top left. Friend made me this one and named it herself)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  History: Amber was born into a military and father only family in Atlas. Although her father was ecstatic about having a baby girl, Amber was born with no right arm. She had had a prosthetic since the age of 5. She was picked on and bullied all through her classes. She had always wanted to be a Huntress her entire life. Being told she would never achieve her dream because of her disability, she hid in shame because of it. Then the cyborg project cam into play. Atlas needed some participants for the experiments. No one wanted to do it because that would mean having their body parts taken apart. Amber's father volunteered her for the project and Amber agreed happily. If the Project was a success, she could fulfill her dream of being a Huntress. She was received with open arms and friendly faces and for once in her life she was truly happy. The project took years but Amber was persistent and stayed through every bump in the road. She was able to design the cybernetics herself. Sadly, one of the experiments disabled half of her face, which in turn they worked harder for the cybernetics in her face. It took 5 years but the project was a complete success and Amber could live her dream.
  
  
  Personality: Amber has a couple personalities. Sometimes she is a lovable and friendly character that makes you fall in love with her. Sometimes she is a wonderful therapist with problems that others can not deal with. And then rarely she is a depressed mess that wants to be alone.
  
  
  Amber, although having these personalities, will never leave a friend behind. She sticks up for them no matter what happens and will be there to help when needed most. She is the friend that comforts those and puts her own problems after her friends problems. She sees them as a family she never had.
  
  
  Amber loves to spar to challenge herself. But in battle, she sometimes goes out of hand because she wants to prove her worth against the children she had been bullied by. She will sometimes go into a berserk mode during battles.
  
  
  Secret: Amber has MPS. It does not affect her much, just slight personality shifts, but it is difficult to live with.
  
  
  
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  Relationships: She respects her teammates. Her classmates need to earn her respect
  
  
  
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  Weapons: My weapon is in my appearence but I shall show the picture again.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Cybernetics- This has no unique name. It has a repulsor Blast as well as a Lightsaber beam. Allowing for close and far combat. It takes a while to charge the Repulsor blast, aprox. 15 seconds. While using the Blaster, the air around her starts swirling like in a tornado. (Look next to emblem for example.) Her cybernetic eye allows for accurate and precisely aimed shots. She uses her HUD and communicator to receive missions, targets, and directions.
  
  
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  Clone- Once enough electricity is flowing through the body, Amber is able to make duplicates of herself that are holograms. This allows her to sneakily get a hit in without being sensed all too well. Also an intimidation factor
  
  
  Strength: Enhanced strength and Precision
  
  
  Weakness: Getting hacked into and also exposed circuitry on her cybernetics.
  
  
  Combat Role: Mixed Tank and Strategist
  
  
  

 

[F o o l i s h n e s s]

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  Name: Luxus Whitwood
  
  
  Color: Whitwood means 'White Acres' in thy Old English.
  
  
  Age: 17
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual, although He probably would end up flirting on anything walking on two legs.
  
  
  Species: Human
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Mistral
  
  
  Affiliation: Anyone who has the capability to take a joke.
  
  
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  History: He was born as the youngest child of a family of six, the fourth child in the household - as well as the fourth heir to the Whitwood Foundation of Dust and Aura. As the youngest child, he was the one who had the highest expectations for him because of his brothers before him but, he couldn't ever exceed them, having to stay in that middle range. Although it wasn't like he wasn't spoiled upon, he was given more privileges than his older brothers at a younger age, so he was able to get away with most things as long as it didn't ruin Whitwood's reputation and his own grades.
  
  
  His brothers hated his freedom compared to them, he, of course, was not going to be given a major portion of the company as his older brothers had. The same could have been said with the third child too, being head of a department rather than the CEO and the Vice President of the Company when they grew up under his father.
  
  
  Instead of pursuing something trivial who would make him stay behind office tables, he chose to be a huntsman, the idea of being exactly the same as others terrifying the 'overly flirtatious' male into picking fights with the Grimm than the scarier prospect of picking fights with humans and Faunus that companies that may rival his family's. That kind of desk work depends on them, not him.
  
  
  The parents approved of this decision as they expected the visit towards Beacon Academy was either help with their popularity with dust buyers or teach the male some manners and how to act 'grown-up' and professional. Both of the words being the same as curses upon his head. Luxus being 'Neverland's Lost Boy' in his own words. He honestly was slightly surprised with the ease of their decision. In his mind he expected, Bribery, Begging and maybe calling in a few favors from others to convince them to go on strike until they let him go. Even though, the parents barely cared on his actives, this was a rather major shift in his own opinion.
  
  
  However, it isn't like a person is going to complain because they got a present.
  
  
  Personality:
  
  
  The ball of sugar and energy drinks that is Luxus can start off with his Hyperness. He is either seen bursting with energy trying to talk to people who don't want to be bothered, or teasing his friends into submission to play games with him or tell them what is own their mind. However, interestingly enough, it doesn't go the other way around. He may ask his friends what is wrong with them, or what is going on, but he himself won't give a straightforward answer. Maybe he would give a few word answers but nothing serious.
  
  
  This mindset of his is kind of self-destructive. The core principle to take their problems and help them, rather than conquering his own demons that live in his mind. So, he puts a veil over face, acting flirtatious to change the topic to the other person. On the other hand, it is not like he always has to 'act flirty' with others.
  
  
  This means that being flirty is just how he is, teasing friends so they would say their own feelings, flirting with anyone who comes into contact with him so he could test his limits. That in own right being a risky business considering on quite of few days he comes across a few girls who take his nature as disgraceful and snobby and he ends up with a few bruises and black eyes. Luxus never learning his lesson since that is still a major part of his core being. Something, that he believes, will never go away as the sun rises.
  
  
  The stubbornness of children is unmatched. This is especially true for Luxus as he will have his feet planted on the ground that he is standing on and it will take an earthquake to knock his opinion towards a topic that he cares about down. That being said, it is not impossible for him to change his opinion, but it is a rare occurrence to find that happening.
  
  
  He is a failure of a comedian. That is probably what you can call his taste in humor, full of bad puns and even worse pick up lines. Having people either groaning in agony, scoffing, or laughing at how bad that pun/pick-up line was. There are a few outliers - like bad puns lovers like him - which they go into a bad pun war to see who would groan first or run out of puns off the top of their head.
  
  
  Secret: He hates asking people to help him out (personal life wise) and would rather self- destruct before telling them. Thus he admires and envies powerful people who can do much more that he can handle.
  
  
  
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  Ending Ballet is a rapier that is forty-one inches in blade length and with the width of it being 7/8ths of an inch. The entire thing weighing around three pounds. The special properties of this blade being the blade has 'veins' in his sword to spread flow of dust around. The majority of the time being either Gravity, Fire or Air. The storage being at the hilt of the blade, it only can contain three vials at every given time but can't change vials without twisting the end twice to change to another vial.
  
  
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  Semblance: Sword of Damocles - His aura molds itself into a sword an other weapon above his opponents' head. the blade itself being around 50 feet and hovering 6 feet from his head when it is first summoned. This sword can then be used as an extension of his own blade although not as strong as steel. The force itself is normally enough to end up making a dent in the ground, the extended blade making no damage whatsoever. It is particularly slow compared to his regular movements and can only work as long as the enemy is close enough for his aura to reach.
  
  
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  + Accuracy: Although he doesn't 'play with guns', he is extremely accurate with the Rapier making small cuts that can wear them down and hit vital areas.
  
  
  + Agility: He is rather quick on his toes, something that comes in handy when he runs away to put in new vials or to change to a different vial.
  
  
  + Luck?: Combat wise, he probably is lucky he is alive to begin with. His luck seeming to be a thin net when his skills fail or backfire on him.
  
  
  + Endurance: He can take a few hits before he would go down, but not enough to make him a steel shield. This being a minor strength of his.
  
  
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  - Physical Strength: Physically, he is probably going to win a arm wrestling fight with his cat in a blue moon. Not being strong enough to do blunt force attacks unless he is using his Semblance.
  
  
  - Lack of Judgement: When he is fighting, he is afraid to make a wrong choice and so he avoids making that choice until he actually has to or someone orders him to do something.
  
  
  - Ignorance: He ends up either not knowing enough about the enemy at hand or a confused/blurry idea of what the enemy is capable of.
  
  
  - Lack of Self Confidence: He doesn't think he can fight as well as others and his teammates could definitely do better than himself and what he can do. This only being for physical activity and fighting.
  
  
  Combat Role: Mixed
  
  
  

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Azure Sneaux

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  Color: Azure/Deep Blue
  
  Age: 16
  
  Gender: Female
  
  Sexuality: Hetero
  
  Species: Faunus (Canadian Marble Fox)
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Vacuo
  
  Affiliation: Student/open to other organizations or affiliations
  
  (i would say White Fang but, she would only be apart of the old White Fang)
  
  Appearance:
  
  -Very short about 4'9 or less
  
  -Innocent face
  
  -Hair reaches down by her bum, and lots of it, wavy, thick, and curly
  
  -Pale, fair complexion, soft and smooth
  
  -Supple pink, pursed lips
  
  -Big doe eyes, between thick lashes
  
  -Eyes are little frosted over from blindness
  
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  History:
  
  Being a faunus comes with its hardships. There will always be moments where all eyes are on you, judging you, talking about you, with displeasing looks and disgusted words. Her mother never really cared about people's opinions and was always herself, And Azure aspires that aspect about her. To be carefree and ignore what others say. Azure's personality matches her father, calm, silent, and collected, the polar opposite of her mother (whos hyperactive and mischievous). Shes easily intimidated and because of this, she never really got out much as a child. From a very young age, she locked herself in her home, only leaving the house to go to school and come back. It was not only her faunus blood that made her too ashamed to go out into the world...there was another problem... Azure was born blind. Her eyes are piercing blue, but are sort of frosted over with a milky texture. She was afraid people would treat her differently because of her "disability", or that the name calling and bullying would escalate because she is a faunus AND shes visually impaired (sort of). However most people cant tell just by meeting her, as she has a very unique way of 'seeing'. In any case, her lonely childhood made it difficult for her to approach others or start a conversation. Most of the time she just stays quiet, even when others try to speak to her.
  
  Personality:
  
  Very, very, very quiet. Much like a fox, a creature who doesnt have much to say. Shes extremely shy. Shes more of a thinker than a talker. Shes quite clever and witty at times (when she decides to talk). Some take her lack of speech as being snooty, but truth be told she has trouble keeping a conversation going. Herlack of words only come from her shyness and insecurities about being a faunus. She keeps her composure on the surface, seeming tranquil and graceful, but on the inside shes totally different: dynamic, sarcastic, or ecstatic.
  
  Shes a very kind and giving being, and has a special place in her heart for the ignored, the ridiculed and the broken. Although her timidness keeps her from speaking to others, she'll take the first step in talking to someone if she feels they need the company or care. Of course, once she opens up, shes cheery and positive. Shes also quite naive, and that may come off as clueless.
  
  There is another side to her. Her canine side....at certain times (or when seeing certain things) she gets excited...like a playful puppy. Shes loyal and will always have your back even when it puts herself in danger. Shes eager to please and will do anything to make others happy. A good companion, who would never leave your side in the face of danger. (Like a dog, basically)
  
  Azure can also be a little...day-dreamy. She spent most of her time alone and because of that, shes always in her own little world. She slips from reality in the most inconvenient times and soon finds her self lost, seperated, or distracted. Another biproduct from growing up in isolation is her speech. She talks a lot like a logical computer would. Its choppy and fragmented at times but she can get her message across. She doesnt have much experience in conversation with people...
  
  Shes a bit odd...
  
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  Its not so much a secret, if you spend more than 10 minutes with or around her, you can probably tell that shes actually blind. She doesnt tell people in fear they would see her or treat her differently...well...she doesnt say much anyway...
  
  
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  Top Left: dual pistols. Made to look old but work like a modern one, shooting semi-automatically. Shoots dust bullets, resulting in different effects.
  
  Bottom Left: the pistols can be extended into short swords; dust isnt used in this stage.
  
  Right: when the short swords are combined, they build a trident (this is her favorite form). The trident, unlike the swords, can use dust but minimally (it doesnt store a lot).
  
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  Blindsight
  
  The fox faunus has a unique semblance acquired by her father (who was a hunter as well). You see... Azure doesnt see like you and I do. She sees vague shapes and outlines with no color, except for auras. Because she was born blind, she cant see much detail in a person's face or the color of their hair or clothing, she identifies people by their scent and the color of their auras. The only time she sees in color is when looking at a person and their aura. But its not just aura, she sees and senses a variety different energies. Grimm, for example, are not capable of holding, or, emitting auras like people can, instead they harness and emit negative energy, the thing they are the most attracted to, and she can see that. In other words, the world she lives in is dark, grey, no life of color, except for the presence of an aura or particular energy.
  
  Her semblance doesnt work like most abilities. Most semblances have to be activated on command, by manifesting aura and energy into an external (or internal, like Azure) ability, Azure, however, can not turn her ability on or off. Its always there, its her form of vision. Though she is blind, she sometimes considers her impaired vision a blessing and not a curse. Because she is so hypersensitive to auras and the like, shes almost impossible to sneak up on (with some exceptions....)
  
  Extra Things About the Semblance:
  
  -Because her semblance is always working, she doesnt 'activate' it but she can amplify the proximity at which she senses these things by using some of her own aura
  
  -This is a supportive/tactical semblance, neither offensive nor defensive; making her the perfect candidate for tactics, recon, or tracking
  
  Strength(s):
  
  Shes learned to turn her disability into an advantage and has devoted most of her training into hand-to-hand combat. Its easy for her to keep track of her opponent's whereabouts because of the aura they hold/expel (other factors come into this, read the 'Other Abilities' category). She makes quick decisions and assesses her opponent before striking, piecing together the best logical plan with the least unwanted outcomes. Shes quick, nimble, agile, with fluid movents. She may be shy but her fighting style is straightforward and to the point.
  
  Other Abilities/Skills:
  
  Most are acquired from her Faunus genes...
  
  -Stealthy: a mixture of her silence, small stature, and a low-profile presence, makes her easily over looked, which proves to be an advantage for reconnaissance
  
  -Extreme Keen Senses: such as her sense of smell and hearing HOWEVER because of her lack of vision, her senses are heightened further, even for a faunus, even her skin is hypersensitive; sensitive to vibrations in the air, and changes of
  
  pressure.
  
  -Speed: her small body frame makes her quite hard to catch, small person, small target. Just slightly quicker than the average person, nothing fancy.
  
  -Agility: as a child, she took part in a lot of activities, her favorites were gymnastics or acrobatics, making her quite nimble from years of practice, and she corporates them in her hand-to-hand combat
  
  Weakness:
  
  - Major weakness is people who can suppress their aura or people that can drown out other auras with their own
  
  -Physical Endurance: Shes small, so she can easily be heavily affected from a heavy blow
  
  Combat Role:
  
  DPS/Support
  
  So...mixed
  
  (Though shed only DPS in close quarters)

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Joy Citron

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COLOR ALLUDES TO:

-Citrine/Citron: shade of yellow

AGE: 18

GENDER: Femake

SEXUALITY: Hetero

RACE: Faunus (Boa constrictor)

KINGDOM OF ORIGIN: Atlas (techy tech)

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic neutral (emphasis on chaotic)

AFFILIATION: ...Herself, basically xD

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HISTORY:

Joy's dream, since she was a little girl, was to become the huntress of her dreams. She worked hard and invested most of her time into training and the like. But, unlike most, Joy's reason behind it all was a little...unorthodox. She wanted to be huntress soley to kill. The average citizen couldnt fight against a Grimm, and she new that killing people would get her into trouble. So...why not let her psychotic talents and sadistic fetishes be put to good use? Her father was a hunter and as soon as she was born, was expected to follow in his footsteps, which she did. He expected great things from her, to be like him, but.... Of course, Joy has a bit of a mind of her own and tends to follow what ever path shes feeling at the moment.

PERSONALITY:

Oh boy...where to begin. Put it this way, Yang and Neptune had a love child, its Joy. Her father (like Neptune) was cocky, care free, narcissistic, and VERY flirtatious. Her mother (much like Yang) was strong (physically and mentally), determined, driven, and very high spirited. Joy is the combination of both...with a pinch of Neo's chaotic and malicious intents. Her family was definitely something, and together they formed a very out going and adventurous bunch. Theres never a boring day at the Citron house.

Sweet, bubbly, and optimistic. She is that bouncy, happy, drop of sunshine in your life. Always wearing a smile around people. Its almost...creepy how much she smiles. Shes bold and honest, and isnt shy at all. She loves meeting people and will assert herself in their affairs with out thinking she might be unwanted. Being happy is important to her, and she tries to make others happy if she thinks they arent. Theres a small bounce in her step, not only because shes always in a good mood, but shes quite confident too.

But theres a hint of darkness behind that plastic, plastered, permanent smile of hers... Though she seems carefree and innocent, she has some...issues. To be blunt, she is quite sadistic. She enjoys inflicting physical pain on her enemies, and sometimes "playfully" torturing others. She has a thirst for blood, eager to "play with her prey", and she does just that; often toying, teasing, and mercilessly torturing her victims (purposefully prolonging the battle)...wearing the same twisted smile. Occasionally, she finds pleasure in feeling pain, but not as much as being the cause of it.

This..."dark side" can be seen even through her normal self. It slips through her everyday words and actions. Its like a drug, if she spots the chance to cause even the tiniest bit of harm, she'll take it. Shes a little psychotic...But she would never stir up emotional pain. Who could do such a thing?!

Her ethical scale can use some adjustment....

On another note, Joy is a huge tech head. She tinkers, pull things apart, puts things together. She loves technology and will usually keep a box under her bed full of extra wires, circuit boards, and other hardware. Shes a sucker for software as well, and quite the expert, if you have a technical issue, come to Joy, shes your IT gal. She even has a reputation for destroying her scrolls in the past couple years shes been at beacon, she uses their parts and puts them in other things. The girl even carries a small pouch for pliers, a cauterizer, and a screw driver.

Shes sparratic, spunky, hyperactive and often unpredictable. She seems like a sweet girl but shes a little demented and twisted. Often times she doesnt know when to stop when she inflicts pain, she enjoys it and wont stop until she snaps out of her sadistic possession or until someone stops her. Perhaps a safeword is needed? Oh yea and shes pretty flirtatious...so..becareful....unless crazy is your thing...in that case, I dont judge..​

Favorite passtimes include:

-Tinkering with technology

-Working on her own weapons and inventions

-Taking things apart, learning from them, then putting them back together

-Flirting (if thats a hobby)

-Anything with technology

(She has a reputation of constantly having to replace her scroll cause she uses their parts)​

SECRET:

shes sort of an open book....ill come back to this..

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Unknown for now​

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IGNORE THE WEAPON FOR NOW, I NEED YO REPLACE IT




WEAPON/TECH:

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Two gauntlets. The pair work under the name of Sting, trademarked for the left gauntlet that has a retractable blade (pictured on the bottom). The right gauntlet, has a built in blaster in the palm of her hand (pictured in the middle) that utilizes dust as its main power supply (think of Iron Man's blasters on his palms).

The goggles in her picture serve like a snake's thermal vision (a gadget of her own design) and of course as normal goggles for protection and what not.

SEMBLANCE:

(havent come up with a name yet)

A constricting boa has immense strength (in ratio to its size) in order to asphyxiate, and cut off the flow of oxygen of its prey. Though she doesnt constrict, she definitely has strength. Her semblance grants her super-human strength. She cant grab a Taijitu and thrash it around like a rolled up newspaper, but she can keep it from moving by grabbing its tail for a short time before it wriggles out of her grasp. So nothing extreme (or it would be way too OP) but she can definitely lay a good punch on a Taijitu or Nevermore. All of her strength comes from her and her aura, her gauntlets are only there to protect her skin from what ever she hits. Her strength can be useful too, like moving heavy objects or fallen debris, but it can also be a little scary if she charges at you with a closed fist.

Extra Things About the Semblance:

-Her aura DOES run out eventually if shes pushing herself too hard. Basically the bigger/tougher the enemy, the quicker she fatigues, and she is DEFINITELY the type to push her limits...

-Smaller, quicker opponents are a bit of a struggle

-With an activated semblance, her stamina and endurance increase a little more than with out it activated

STRENGTHS:

In close combat, not using her semblance, she moves a lot like a snake. Quick, precise strikes and unpredictable movements, you never really know which way shes going to go. With an activated semblance, her throws become a little slower and predictable, in order to charge up that beastly strength. Shes adept in range attacks as well, As described in the Weapons category, her gauntlets shoot bolts of concentrated energy from Dust (so dust IS necessary for this attack). Unlike most powered dust-operated weapons, her attack does not change depending on what type of dust is being used. Whether it be blue, red, green, etc. the product is the same: a blast of energy. Her weapon is almost using dust as a battery (to put it simply) and converts the energy with in the dust to fire these energy blasts. She can use powered dust or dust in its raw crystal form, however, dust crystals are hard (and expensive) to come by but it lasts longer than powered dust and shoots more concentrated, effective, and powerful blasts (she saves dust crystals for especially tough jobs)

WEAKNESS:

(Described in her semblance)

ROLE:

DPS all the way

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gonna leave this here too O.o

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[BlackJack]

• Character Info
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• 
  
  TEALIOSE DJION
  
  "Let them run...they won't get very far."
  
  
  
  
  Color:
  
  
  Combination of Teal and Yellow
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  19
  
  
  
  
  
  Gender:
  
  
  Male
  
  
  
  
  
  Sexuality:
  
  Heterosexual or Asexual
  
  
  
  
  Species:
  
  
  Unknown, file says human, Rarely ever takes off any clothes, always hides his skin.
  
  
  
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins:
  
  
  Teal's file says vale but its clear that he is not from vale
  
  
  Affiliation:
  
  
  Himself, But he has worked with people in the past.
  
  Appearance:
  
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  Symbol:
  
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  History:
  
  Teal has a very long history so I will just fill out the needed and reveal the rest. Teal was born in Mistrial to a very bad family, multiple people in prison and way too many kids to handle. He mostly spent his time at an orphanage with 4 kids, Copper, Olive, Grizz and Tawny. Getting into multiple heists throughout their childhood. They were simple back then. They were adopted and left Teal to deal with his family. As he grew older he and a new very bad friend decided to attempt to rob a dust bank, it was a super stupid idea because they were 13. The one kid had stolen weapons. The heist went terrible and they only made it off with a couple dust products. And thats when it happened. The other kid who was a close friend to Teal betrayed him, it was not any of the kids mentioned before because to Teal they were family. Indigo was the kids name, he pulled the pin on a dust grenade and waited a couple of seconds before grabbing the stuff calling Teals name and throwing it right at his face. Teal was scarred after that, with what no one knew. Teal eventually found him and did something stupid. He was arrested and rotted in juvy for a while. There he re met up with Copper and Olive and they were given a second chance by the vale government. Little did they know that the program they were assigned to was corrupt and failed. Carmine the leader faked everything and once it fell apart, Carmine left and so did all the others. Teal and the twin brothers Olive and Copper deleted all history of them. They were 15 now.
  
  
  
  
  Copper and Olive returned to Mistrial because they had found there real dad, Teal decided he would travel the world for a couple of years. He would go back to mistrial every once and a while and lived with Jasper the real father of Copper, Olive and Tawny and adoptive dad of Grizz. They all grew very close but Teal wanted to travel the world and meet all the people of the world. He wanted to learn what the world had to offer, he wanted to right his wrongs. After traveling and living with his now adoptive family for a while a problem happened at the home. Tawny had died, Teal had really liked her and after a while he decided that he wanted to be a hunter to fix everything. He wanted to be a better person. He wanted to save people, for her, for Indigo and for his new family. So he applied to Beacon with fake transcripts and a fake past, he knew it was wrong but if they knew the things he had done in the past they never would have accepted him.
  
  
  Just a brief history, a lot was left out and most holes in the history will be filled through rp.
  
  Personality:
  
  Teal can be described as an introvert. Someone who sticks to the sidelines and likes to keep to himself. It is questionable what made him choose the path of Hunter his family being crooks and killers. Yet his background seems untouched by their plague. Or was it changed... Teal is very sarcastic and tends to not be in a very good mood most of the day and night. He is extremely secretive about everything and mystery seems to be his best friend. He rarely ever shows his face, his past. And never even hints much about himself. He seems to care about others before himself and he would take a bullet for someone. Questionable why given his mean personality. But this shows there is more to him then he puts forth.
  
  
  Teal acts mean and pushes people away, but it seems to be the way he protects them. Teal is actually very nice and funny even with his huge amount of sarcasm and sass but he rarely ever shows that side. Unless he knows someone very well. Something about him is absolutely off, his records are all sorts of messed up and say he was a cheerful nice kid of a 5 person family. Teal will forever remain secretive and sarcastic, just how he is.
  
  
  
  
  Secret:
  
  One of his many secrets would be that he killed his best friend when they were a lot younger, a heist went wrong and his partner betrayed him leaving a dust grenade right in front of Teal's face. Teal eventually found him and without a second thought killed him, his eyes however were forever effected by the dust but it is unknown to what effect. Once he realized what he had done he regretted it. He has been to prison, worked for a government under a very odd guy who led him a couple more delinquents to right the wrongs. After it fell apart Carmine, his boss gave Teal the option to continue to follow him or to delete his past. Teal chose to erase everything about himself and travel the world as his boss went AWOL and went back to doing who knows what. Now he wants to become a better person and right his wrongs of the past. Those were only a few of his secrets however.
  
  
  
  
  
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  Relationships:
  
  
  Teal's scroll is covered in a bunch of codenames but it is known that he is very good friends with a Senior hunter.
  
  
  
  
  
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  Weapons:
  
  Whistle in the wind- This is quite the hard weapon to explain. There are two to be exact that he carries. These are thin yet long boomerangs that when thrown have a metal ball shot out of both ends revealing a thin wire layered with a dust of his choosing. These boomerangs can only be heard by a light whistle when heading at the enemy. These weapons when thrown cause a spinning dust circle that can slice through a grimm with ease. And he has around his arms metal contraptions that when he flicks his hand or hands backwards the boomerangs come back however not as they used to be. Once he calls them back they quickly change dusts and fling back in the direction he is in at quick speeds letting him throw them and call them back very quickly. These can also be used as melee weapons but he rarely ever gets into fights. He also has many gadgets but they are not very important and are mainly used to get away.
  
  
  ((Seeing how mine refused to work here is the link http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/173/5/a/5a86b7791b947e4cf778aa54dcff7d43-d3jo700.png))
  
  
  And what shoots out from the sides looks like this.
  
  <p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_05/Mace.jpg.4c74349f1c8197a17c652866b50fd863.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="128202" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2016_05/Mace.jpg.4c74349f1c8197a17c652866b50fd863.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>
  
  
  
  
  He also carries around various gadgets that he keeps on him in the various pockets, each only there to help him get away because he is pretty much the sniper of the team.
  
  
  
  
  Semblance:
  
  Ricochet-Tealiose has amazing accuracy and almost never misses. His semblance actually pertains to this trait. Teal is able to send his boomerangs in any direction and they will bounce and hit the target. His precision and accuracy is almost inhuman. Because his aura causes him to have like an eagle vision per say. He can see the enemy, there weak points and where to throw to do the most damage and the multiple areas he can throw for it to hit the target. However getting anything in his eyes or hitting his goggles off screws everything up. He also has trouble figuring out who is allies and who is the enemy, because if the enemy is other people, humans He has issues. His semblance does not mark friends or foes meaning if they are human it is almost impossible to tell who to throw the weapon at.. And because he will most likely be far away so he will have no idea. So it takes a while for his semblance to dictate who is ally and who is enemy. His goggles are a big help for a semblance like this, they can change modes, like inferred, normal so he can use his eagle eye and many more depending on the situation.
  
  
  
  
  Strength:
  
  He can hide in a matter of seconds and keep hidden due to his ricochet semblance making it hard to pinpoint his location.
  
  
  Fighting at far ranges.
  
  
  Fighting in the dark.
  
  
  Setting up elaborate traps with his massive array of weapons he made.
  
  
  Tinkering with dust.
  
  
  
  
  Weakness:
  
  Takes him a while to put his trust in others, takes him a while to trust others orders.
  
  
  Not very good with any kind of blunt weapon, needs something that can hit precious points.
  
  
  Cant fight up close that well.
  
  
  Anything getting in his eyes.
  
  
  Losing his goggles.
  
  
  
  
  Combat Role:
  
  Sniper DPS
  
  
  
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  (( Without the vast amount of clothing, however unlike this picture he has something wrong with his eyes))
  
  
  

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[Pentagon]

WIP for tonight. I am too tired to write any more good stuff, I think.

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  Name: Flax Solingen
  
  
  Color: A light yellow
  
  
  Age: 16
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexuality: Heterosexual
  
  
  Species: Human
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Vale
  
  
  Affiliation: Beacon
  
  
  Appearance: Years of determine physical training have left their mark on Flax. Her muscles are well defined, lurking just beneath the skin like taught cords of steel. She is taller than most of her female peers, her hair cut short or bound in a knot, depending on how long it has been since she’s bothered to get a trim. Her eyes are the same color as her semblance, a bright, almost uric yellow, a feature which she is particularly disappointed with. Flax is an active person. She runs when others would walk, paces when she thinks and does not make a habit of hesitation. In anger, she is quiet, in fear she is very loud. She speaks quickly and precisely, her words simple enough to convey her meaning without confusion. She speaks in bursts, interrupted by quick contemplation, maneuvering bursts of conversation and silence. Her smile is small and rare, but never fake. Her frown is large and common, and frequently assumed in jest.
  
  
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  History: Flax was born into the purple. Her father was a cloth merchant, her mother the director of an electronics conglomerate. She lived a comfortable childhood: she had friends, loving parental attention, and just about anything she wanted. Her parents tried not to spoil her, of course; what good parents would? But when nearly a billion lien sits in bank accounts, one man's 'not spoiling your child' looks like another's lap of luxury. Flax had ever opportunity given to her, if she wanted to take it. She found she didn't much like ballet, or singing, or mathematics, but she took to fencing like a duck to water, and quickly was put on a path to becoming a huntsman.
  
  
  When she entered Signal, she did very well. She was well-liked, she got good grades, she fought with the best of the class and held her own. But there was always the niggling doubt in the back of her head, the fear that she had only succeeded because of her parents' help. The tutors and books and excellent nutrition, were they the cause of her success? She wanted to succeed on her own, prove herself to be worthy of the mantle of Huntress. In her final year of Signal, she moved out. She found a small apartment in Vale, found a job, and continued her education. Now, she is off to Beacon, and is excited to enter the major leagues, and see how fast she can grow without the weight of millions behind her.
  
  
  Personality: Flax is intensely self-conscious, extraordinarily competitive, quick-witted and armed with a rapier's wit and Swiftian jibes. She speaks quickly, thinks quickly, complains quickly and succumbs to anger quickly, but always is ready to make up quickly. She is impatient, aggressive, and projects a false image of self-assured bravado which she constantly tries to live up to. She tries to embody the knightly virtues of the ancient hunters, the attitude of the honorable knight concerned with one's own glory and the perception one's peers have of her. She values her independence strongly, and rejects those who would compromise it, and as a corollary hates compromising the freedom of her compatriots. She is taken with the delusions of grandeur common to women her age, and when she fails to live up to the promise of her own imagination frustration is inevitable. She has not been a lonely woman, in her childhood, but has the potential to be, relying as she does on her peers for her self-validation. She craves acceptance, romance, friendship, camaraderie, and will work herself to the bone to earn them on her own merit.
  
  
  Secret: Flax wants to hide the wealth of her family. As someone who seeks validation and acceptance, and wants to make her own mark on the world rather than echoing the achievements of her family, having others know about the resources they assume are at her disposal is the worst-case scenario. She wants to live on her own merit, succeed on her own merit, and anything which impedes that is to be avoided at all costs.
  
  
  
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  Relationships: Second cousins once-removed with Adam
  
  
  
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  Weapons: Flax is sure there must be some reason people use weapons other than two-handed swords. She just has not yet figured out what that reason might be. Gram might be large, and scary, and not particularly easy to carry conveniently, but Flax thinks these are small prices to pay. The weapon is just over five and a half feet in length, nearly as tall as Flax, and just under six pounds. It its blade is long and wicked-sharp past the crescent-shaped lugs, the guard wide, straight and well-developed. There is no fuller, to the surprise of many casual observers, sacrificed to accommodate the flamethrower which runs through the center of the blade. Flax of course enjoys the cutting power such a weapon affords her, but prizes more highly the versatility and defensiveness of the weapon. That, and the look on the face of those who are not aware of how one fights with such a blade.
  
  
  Semblance: Flax can see the future. Not far into the future, of course: the furthest forward she's ever seen was two seconds, but that was almost certainly a fluke. The distance in time changes slowly up and down from day to day, with the occasional odd spike or dip, averaging around 1.3 seconds. She cannot decide how far too look, and always sees at the maximum of her possible distance. It drains her to look forward more than might be expected, and only with significant training and ample concentration has she learned too both peer into the future and focus on tasks at hand. The future she sees change with his actions: if she sees herself cut a red wire and explode, her decision to cut a green wire may change matters. Since her semblance interprets his clearly expressed volitions, and can change, Flax theorizes it is simply supernatural predictive qualities, but he has always found that people respond better to “I can see the future”.
  
  
  Strength: Flax is an expert in close quarters combat, both at dispatching enemies and controlling them, guiding the combat as she wants it and managing multiple threats with great scything arcs of her blade. Extreme strength, fast reactions and a good spatial awareness have served her well all the days of her life.
  
  
  Weakness: Flax has always thought first and asked questions. This, unfortunately, does not serve her well when her combat style is so specialized and so easily countered by projectile weapons. She often finds herself running into situations that end in disaster for her or others, and has not been able to fix this deficiency. She also has a below average amount of aura, leading to her often being forced to be more defensive than her companions, who can take cannon blasts to the face.
  
  
  Combat Role: Swordsman, specialized in engaging multiple targets and fighting defensively, or wrestling her opponents to exert her will on them.
  
  
  

 

[CombatReadyPenny]

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  Name: North RN. Lite
  
  
  Color: Northern lights
  
  
  Age: 18
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexuality: Male
  
  
  Species: Human
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Mistral
  
  
  Affiliation: Himself, His family
  
  
  Appearance:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Symbol: A symbol that looks like the northern lights
  
  
  
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  History: North had been born into the Lite Family, a proud rich family that is a massive deal in the dust business. Lite produced Dust is some of the best processed dust in the business. North had learned that process from his parents. He has been a spoiled child since his childhood. North started his training with weaponry when he was 9. He is the Heir to the Lite dust company
  
  
  Personality: North is a spoiled rich kid that believes she deserves a bunch of things. He has been spoiled his entire life and will huff and puff if he doesn't get it. He is also a bit of a flirt, also will be seen with woman on his arms because of his money.
  
  
  While he is a spoiled kid, North has a side of him that he does not show that much. This side is that he actually cares for his real friends he makes. He understands that the friends he has at home are mainly the fake ones that only care if you have money. He will beat anyone up that disses his real friends and can be really intimidating. He also enjoys music and has his own acoustic guitar.
  
  
  Secret: Has Faunus blood in his system. To survive at early childhood from a grimm attack, one of the workers that was his real friend gave blood for him. His friend did not survive the transfusion but North had developed a unique semblance. He carries the name "White wolf" to remember his friends sacrifice for him.
  
  
  
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  Relationships: They have to earn his trust
  
  
  
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  Weapons:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Northern Blights.
  
  
  Semblance:
  
  
  Wolfs Howl- When angry and damaged, he glows as his body turns to faunas and his attributes increase significantly. He grows white wolf ears and a wolf tail. This is only until his semblance dies down. He is also able use dust to change his attributes.
  
  
  Strength: Dust specialty, Strong, Trustworthy
  
  
  Weakness: Spoiled, Believes he is right unless talked out of it
  
  
  Combat Role: Support
  
  
  

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[IG42]

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  Name: Dusk Elias Leonfeld
  
  
  Color: Purple
  
  
  Age: 16
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexuality: Bisexual
  
  
  Species: Faunus (Coyote)
  
  
  Kingdom of Origins: Mistral
  
  
  Affiliation:
  
  
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  History: Dusk was raised as a rare child of a Faunus & a Human in an isolated village bordering the swamps until an attack by a roaming Beowulf pack killed his mother. Fleeing from the Grimm the boy managed to instinctively use his aura to survive a few attacks before a huntsman that had been tracking the pack appeared and slew them all.
  
  
  Intrigued by the child that had used aura defensively without any training the huntsman urged Dusk to enter combat academy to learn how to properly use his skills.
  
  
  While training Dusk quickly learned to manipulate his aura using his semblance but struggled with weaponry until he began practising with throwing knives physically and eventually honed his control to use them telekinetically. Observing other trainees using dust to augment their skills led Dusk to experiment with dust himself leading to the integration of elemental properties to his aura.
  
  
  Leaving his out of the way home has exposed Dusk to his first serious experiences of Human racism towards the Faunus. His reaction to the initial incident was one of frank disbelief, after that he took to keeping watch for familiar troublemakers and hiding his ears under a hat. On occasions when he was caught out by bullies his panicked reactions resulted in explosive bursts of his aura.
  
  
  Personality: A generally nervous person, Dusk, while not actually cowardly is the type to go out of his way to avoid trouble as much as possible, particularly confrontation with his peers. However if physically backed into a corner he will respond with a desperate violence.
  
  
  When working in a team Dusk is usually deferrent and willing to follow another's lead preferring to act as support rather than risk antagonising people he relies on to take the front line instead of himself.
  
  
  Making him openly angry is an extremely difficult task, short of seriously injuring a friend or kicking children he tries to remain passive due to the disastrous consequences of losing control which forms a near constant source of anxiety for him.
  
  
  Secret: Dusk's Semblance is strongly tied to his emotional state. If his heart is not in a fight then his offensive strength will suffer but on the other hand if he becomes particularly angry or fearful his control easily slips with destructive results.
  
  
  
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  Relationships: (What their Relationships with their Teams and Classmates?)
  
  
  
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  Weapons: Royal Flush: A set of five throwing knives each named after one of the card making up the Royal Flush Poker hand, the first four each use a specific type of Dust. 'Ten' uses Ice, 'Jack' Earth, 'Queen' Fire and 'King' Wind, the 'Ace' is the exception in that it can be imbued with varied types of Dust from his secondary weapon.
  
  
  Dealer: A wrist mounted Dust capsule launcher loaded with a variety of powdered Dust types which can be used to strengthen attacks with his knives or incorporated into his Aura using his Semblance.
  
  
  Semblance: Aura Manipulation: Dusk can exert a unique level of control over his Aura to use it as a telekinetic force and to transfer or extend protection to the Auras of others. His Aura can also be imbued with elemental properties from powdered Dust.
  
  
  Strength: Strong supportive defensive abilities. Precision ranged attacking skill. Varied Dust based skills.
  
  
  Weakness: Poor melee skill. Using aura for offense or support weakens defense.
  
  
  Combat Role: Support/Ranged
  
  
  

 

[SecretRock]

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  Name:
  
  Ash Yaozu
  
  Color:
  
  Grey
  
  Age:
  
  17
  
  Gender:
  
  Agender
  
  Sexuality:
  
  Bisexual
  
  Species:
  
  Human
  
  Kingdom of Origins:
  
  Outside the kingdoms
  
  Affiliation:
  
  Beacon Academy
  
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  History:
  
  Ash was born in an outlying village, helping to run their parent's farm along with their brother and a few neighbours. They were constantly attacked by Grimm so Ash learnt to fight and protect themselves from a young age, along with everyone else who lived in the village. They were content, if a little fearful for their lives. Most of Ash's childhood friends left for the one of the kingdoms to live a safer life or get a better job than farmer. It was when Ash was thirteen that they really started to understand why their village was so dangerous.
  
  A large herd of Grimm attacked the village, killing anyone they came across. Ash's parents were away tending to animals and there were too many for Ash to fight on their own. After Ash was overpowered, a nearby hunter jumped into the fray and saved everyone who was still alive. Ash hated how helpless they felt during that attack and never wanted anyone to feel like that again, so they spent a year in a combat school before taking the test for Beacon Academy.
  
  Personality:
  
  Ash tries to be a very optimistic person, seeing the best in every person and every situation. They had to be like that growing up since they knew that any day could be their last and it became a habit, so now they can't help but have an optimistic outlook in life. This also means that they try to view everyone as a friend and their a very trusting person, though they can still hold a grudge if someone really upsets them. Because of their optimism, they also try to help people as much as possible, trying to improve their lives since they like making people happy.
  
  However, since they grew up in a place with basically no rule except 'don't mess with the crops' they have trouble accepting authority, something they've had trouble with in the past. Unless they have a good reason to listen to someone or they have great respect of someone they'll most likely just do what they think is best regardless of the experience of the person instructing them. This gets in the way of their school life since they see no reason for half their classes and prefer not to go.
  
  Ash is also pretty easy going. They take things one day at a time, another thing they learnt from living in an outlying village. This means that they don't have plans for the future, or for next week, and that they don't really care about succeeding in anything unless their life in on the line, which can be annoying and detrimental to quite a few things, sometimes including their health.
  
  Secret:
  
  During the big Grimm attack, Ash tried to protect their little brother but was overpowered. Their brother jumped out to distract the Grimm and saved them but was killed in the process. Ash has always blamed themselves.​
  
  
  
  
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  (What their Relationships with their Teams and Classmates?)​
  
  
  
  
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  Weapons:
  
  Aero Shift:
  
  A double ended spear (a swallow) with blades imbued with air type dust. The blades can cut and create gust of wind that can knock people away and projectiles off course. The shaft is retractable for ease of carrying.
  
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  Semblance:
  
  Songbird:
  
  Ash can sing to heal their allies and give them a burst of energy, usually giving them the upper hand in a fight. They can also use it to hypnotise enemies into freezing, but they can't do both at the same time. The effect depends on what type of song they sing: upbeat energises allies while slow hypnotises enemies. They can only use it once per battle though, since after they use it they lose their voice for a few hours.
  
  Strength:
  
  Fast, decent at using dust, they can admit it when they're wrong.
  
  Weakness:
  
  They can't take many hits before getting too hurt to continue, deathly afraid of Deathstalkers, hates talking about their feelings.
  
  Combat Role:
  
  Mainly support