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Everywhere Else / Re: Hunt for the Howling Storm {CLOSED}
« on: February 19, 2018, 11:24:27 AM »
As the cold breeze drifted over Infrared, a burst of hot air pushed through and coated the area for the briefest of moments. From far above the ship, Kol descended on the wings of a dust jump pack, periodically activating the dust to slow his descent. Once he was close enough to the ground, the dust cut off and he slammed into the rocky ground, a silver-white sword in one hand and a white pistol in the other.

His eyes locked onto Infrared's, not moving an inch as he deliberately removed the white fang styled mask from in front of his mouth. "A faunus from Atlas." He said in a rough voice as the mask dropped to the floor. "You must be mighty special, Infrared Ray." The grip on his sword tightened as he prepared for his opponent's semblance. "Atlas tends to make a fuss about missing students so I'm going to offer you one chance to stop fighting and I won't hurt you." His eyes glanced away from the girl to either side of her for just a moment. "And don't even think about running. I promise I'm faster."

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Everywhere Else / Re: Hunt for the Howling Storm {CLOSED}
« on: February 17, 2018, 12:49:33 PM »
The White Fang member stood unusually still as the group before him scrambled to get away, deathly still even. It wasn't entirely surprising that they would try to run, they were outclassed after all, but that was why they had Quisling stay by the entrance to prevent escape. No, none of them would be escaping the cavern unscathed. He allowed himself a small smirk at that thought, breaking from stillness in the smallest sense. It was a good plan, he'd have to give them that. Mixing up the bags ensured they would have to track down each one to be entirely sure and even then they could hide the true treasure somewhere as they ran. That was no matter, though, they would have the crown by the end of the day.

He forced himself to keep from widening his smirk as two of the group stayed behind, couldn't afford the movement now. This was surprising, this was interesting, but he kept himself still as Kol spoke into his ear, silent to all but the two of them. A fourth year and a freelancer, easy money.

The tension left his body as Infrared began to charge toward him and, after a quick glance toward the airship encircling overhead, activated the rockets on his wings.




Cade shot into the air, just barely above Infrared and locked his eyes on the charging Solar. In one swift motion, he pointed his sword toward the boy and pulled a trigger, firing out a spray of tiny spikes that embedded into the deck and bounced mostly harmlessly off of his aura.

Cade turned his back to the boy as soon as the spikes left the two small ports on either side of the sword and properly plunged his sword down toward Infrared's back just as the plethora of spikes exploded into blinding light and deafening pops behind him.



Above, in the air, Kol immediately looked away as soon as Cade had pointed his sword toward the freelancer boy, using the break in focus to strap the dust pack that lay against the other side of the bullhead onto his back. He would stay in the air, but it was better to have the option to fight on the ground than not. The boy wasn't dangerous but the girl presented at least some threat. A threat would be need to be neutralized.

He quickly ejected the magazine from his rifle, still well over half full, and exchanged it for another hidden from the battle, just behind the bullhead door labeled, "Blizzard".



100%/100%  //  100%/100%
Spikes: 2% + Flashbang Effect
Plunge: 15%
Cade and Kol Boss theme

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Everywhere Else / Re: Hunt for the Howling Storm {CLOSED}
« on: February 10, 2018, 11:51:28 AM »
Far above the ship, Kol murmured something again and the White Fang member suddenly lifted his sword and plunged it into the deck of the Howling Storm, gripping the handle even tighter. As if in the same moment, a shot rang out from the bullhead, landing next to Akel's feet. As soon as the bullet found its mark, Akel was knocked off her feet, pulled into the direction of the bullet hole as Cordell's body was sucked back toward the ship and slammed into Akel.

The rest of the crew felt the strong pull too and stumbled back slightly, those who were tensed inching back and those who weren't sliding back into Akel.

"In all honesty," The faunus began, "I don't want to hurt any of you or damage a piece of history. But I will if you don't hand me the crown and let us be on our way."


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Everywhere Else / Re: Hunt for the Howling Storm {CLOSED}
« on: February 10, 2018, 09:45:50 AM »

The grinding and groaning of the stones high above the crew were slowly replaced by the sound of airship engines as a modified bullhead entered the cavern, several searchlights mounted on the nose spread out over the cave with one staying centered on the ship. As the group down below readied themselves, the side door of the bullhead slid open. Standing just beyond the exterior wall of the bullhead were two men, one decked out in complete White Fang attire with a light looking outfit with a mask that stretched around his head and instead of two eye slots had one large, red and opaque screen stretching over most of the mask, the other in what appeared to be Atlesian body armor underneath civilian jeans and a jacket with a mask that covered everything but his hazel eyes. The White Fang member held in his hand a standard white fang shortsword and nothing else and the other man held a large rifle by its barrel, using it to lean on.

It wasn't long before the man nodded silently to all but Akel who heard a slight murmur and the White Fang member jumped from the bullhead. As he fell, two deep blue bid wings spread from his back to either side, framed in metal. As he neared the ground, dust boosters on his wings kicked into gear and he shot back up into the air before plummeting down onto the ship with a loud THUNK on the opposite end of the ship, his wings folding to his back as he stood up straight.

"Well, well, well." The man spoke in a relaxed tone, almost nonchalant. "Looks like we've finally found the treasure." His grip on his weapon tightened as he extended his other hand, palm up. "This *really* isn't a hard choice." His eyes darted back and forth between the group aboard. "Do what he says, hand over the crown. You can even keep the ship if you want to.... hm..." He tilted his head slightly toward the collapsed pirate. "Hell, you can keep her. Just give us the crown, I'd rather not having to kill any faunus."

Far above, the other man had set to crouching down and carefully selecting a magazine before loading it into the rifle and leveling it towards the group.

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Approved Characters / Re: Kozmo Royale
« on: January 30, 2018, 07:51:49 AM »
Eh, talked it over with some of the other staff. You're good, approved and moved.

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WiP Characters / Re: Silver Dawn
« on: January 27, 2018, 02:04:30 PM »
fuckin ten/10, aproval +1

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Approved Characters / Re: Kozmo Royale
« on: January 27, 2018, 02:03:23 PM »
Seems mostly good, but

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In combat this semblance is used to slow down faster enemies and bullets drastically as well as speed himself and his weapons up.

I question the ability to actually hit bullets with this semblance to slow them down.

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Beacon Academy / Epilogue: Malina I
« on: January 27, 2018, 07:51:06 AM »
Epilogue: Malina I


Arashi 24th, 76 AC

The cargo ship shuttered to life, the noise of its engines temporarily deafening all other noises before the noise-canceling buffers kicked in, sending the cargo bay-turned-seating area into almost perfect silence. Just calling it a cargo ship was probably a bit insulting, Malina thought. It was, by all rights, a cargo ship. It just happened to also be very, very big, almost dwarfing the airships of Vale in size.

Malina looked around at the vast empty space around her, it alone was larger than most classrooms at Beacon. To think that this was all for cargo and supplies was almost hard to imagine. The small windows that lined the area certainly didn't help, though she chalked that up to some designer in Mistral wanting to make it prettier or more symmetrical. She certainly didn't mind, the view was something some would kill for.

They were slowly leaving the Vale docks and sailed lazily over the city, a titan casting shadows on the buildings below. That made her frown slightly. It would be a long trip. A very long trip. A day at the least and a day and a half at the most. The Haven headmistress had provided chair and beds for them to relax and sleep on in the vast empty space, but there wasn't much she could do other than that. Other than prepare.

They had been specifically selected by the headmistress of Haven, Eliana Baris, for an apparently top priority mission. Not by name, perhaps, but by reputation. Malina's team, MCCA, had a reputation for getting the jobs they were put on done. The disguise of traveling in a slow, bulky, and featureless cargo ship was a downside of the mission's secret nature.

Malina looked around again at the others in the room. There was herself, obviously, who sat in a chair she had pulled up to one of the windows; There was Carmine, excitedly looking out of one of the windows nearby her; Aurelia, who laid in one of the beds, a pillow covering her face, trying to sleep; and of course there was Candida, setting in a chair a ways away from Malina, nose deep in a book, her black scleraed eyes scanning over the pages and faunus ears twitching periodically.

One of the reasons they weren't one of the top teams at Beacon was probably the fact that none of them were terribly social, Malina thought. Sure, they got their jobs done, but they were so often caught up in themselves, not asking or receiving help from others. Malina had tried, once upon a time, back in her first year and had that summarily ruined by Candida and Aurelia. The twins, for all their mischief and mayhem, mostly kept to themselves of their teammates. Carmine, probably the most social of them all, was... well, she almost always ended up overwhelming whoever she was talking to.

The question of why them crossed her mind and not for the first time. They weren't the best, even with social issues taken away. There were other teams stronger and more capable than they were at taking on tasks in Beacon and surely in Haven as well. The request didn't entirely sit well with her but at the same time, she wasn't one to turn it down. A personal mission from another school's headmistress? No one would be able to overlook that when they looked at their team.

She returned her gaze to the window and rested the side of her head against it, feeling the vibration of the ship through the glass. They were at the edge of the city now, passing over the small houses that dotted the exterior. A long trip, she thought again as she closed her eyes and allowed herself to drift to sleep. She could allow herself to worry about specifics later.



She awoke to someone shaking her by the shoulder. Groggily, she opened her eyes to see Aurelia, the blue of her eyes surrounded by pitch black, just like her sister. "We're here, Malina."

Malina furrowed her brow and then tried to blink the sleep out of her eyes. "How long was I asleep...?" She asked slowly.

"We sped up once we were out of CCTT range," Aurelia said, not directly answering the question. "Carmine and Candida are at the exit talking with, uh, someone... they didn't tell me who."

Malina let out a long yawn and rubbed at her eyes, offering only a quiet, "Fuck." as she grabbed the bag she had set down next to her chair and patted at her hip, making sure her weapon was there under her heavy coat. Manticore unfoiled as she stood up, swishing back and forth behind her as if she were stretching out a limb that had gone to sleep. She straightened her back and put on a harder face as she made her way to the exit, Manticore poised behind her and Aurelia following several steps behind. Confidence, Malina thought, was all one needed to take care of most scenarios like this. A little intimidation on the side didn't hurt.



"Uh huh." Candida spoke, obvious annoyance in her voice.

Malina heard her before she saw her, a few steps before she rounded the corner to the exit. Candida stood, arms on her hips, talking with someone Malina couldn't see on the other side of the doorway. Carmine stood a few feet behind Candida with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Well forgive me if I think that's bullshit."

"What's going on here?" Malina asked as she approached whoever she was talking to could respond. As she took her place next to Candida, she realized the man didn't have any weapons. A meek-looking dog faunus stood on the other side of the door. Slumped shoulders and bags under his eyes gave the impression of someone who didn't get much sleep.

"He says we have to fill out paperwork to get into Mistral." Candida offered.

Malina frowned slightly. Not the crisis situation she had been expecting, but that was a good thing. "We were-" She paused suddenly before continuing. "Actually, I'd like to talk to my teammate quickly if you don't mind."

"No ma'am." His voice was ragged and tired.

Malina offered a polite smile as she lead Candida away. "Did you say anything about our mission?" She asked in a low voice.

"No?" Candida half stated, half asked.

Malina only nodded in response and walked back to the doorway. "I'm sorry about that, sir. We'll sign the paperwork."

A small smile graced the man's face as he nodded.



"'m not sure that was such a great idea, Malina..." Carmine spoke up as the group made their way up what felt like the seven hundredth set of stairs in Mistral. "Now they've got our signatures an' info."

"Lesser of two evils... I hope..." Malina said through panting breaths. "The mission's supposed to be secret."

Carmine only let out a small sign in response.

Malina let out a long breath and stretched her back as she reached the final landing. The large gate to Haven academy loomed in front of them.

"Couldn't they have dropped us off closer..." Candida said quietly as she made her way to Malina's side, receiving only a shrug in return.

"It'd be a bit conspicuous if a giant cargo ship pulled up to Haven, I think."

"Mm." Candida grunted in return.

"Doesn't matter now anyway, we're here.... finally... now come on, let's go meet the headmistress." Malina said as she placed one hand on the large gate, pushing it open.

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Beacon Academy / Re: He Came from Atlas [Closed]
« on: January 27, 2018, 06:00:07 AM »
Malina only offered a curt nod as Juno made his way out of her office, shutting the door on his way out. She waited there, in silence, for a moment or two. The same hard lines etched into her face, the same stubbornness in her eyes, just in case he came back in. After a moment or two of nothing but silence, she collapsed, dropping her face into her open palms and letting her dark hair spill over onto the desk.

The hated this. She hated how she acted, how she had to act. She hated how he didn't understand. She hated how there wasn't anyone she could go to, not Tania, not Eliana, not Candida, not even Carmine. Especially not Carmine. She hated Juno and she hated that she hated Juno.

She sat there for far more than a moment or two, hands in her face and completely still. Neither tears nor a breath of relief or relaxation came, just the stewing of emotions, boiling the point of almost spilling out before being quenched back behind wall after wall after wall.

After a long while, she drew in a breath and lifted her head from her hands, pushing her hair from her face, and picked up her scroll. She swiped through her contacts, briefly stopping on Candida before continuing on to Titania. She hit calle and raised the scroll to her ear. One ring... two... three...f-

"Hello?" The professor's voice called over the small speaker. "Malina?"

"Hello." The cheerful demeanor and smile plastered on Malina's face betrayed the earlier argument. "I just had an Atlesian scientist and a soldier come in earlier, they said they talked to you...?" She asked as she used her free hand to pull open a drawer to the right of her legs.

"Yes!" Titania sounded joyed at the question. "I could have taken care of them, but I thought it would be a good opportunity for you to-"

"I sent them away." Malina cut her mentor off midsentence. There a silence that hung in the air for a moment before Titania spoke again.

"Ah..." She sounded disappointed, Malina had expected it but it still hurt. "I can't say I'm happy with that decision, Malina... a job like that, it would look great for your career."

"I don't care-" about my career "-for their work." She thought she heard the slightest of groans on the other end of the call.

"You don't care about more efficient dust? I thought you of all people would be able to appreciate that." Titania said, almost mirroring what Dr. Fawn had said earlier.

"It's not that." Malina retorted quickly. "I just..." She struggled to find the words. "... It doesn't matter, I just wanted t check in and make sure you had sent them over."

"Okay..." Her voice wheld the faintest twinge of disappointment. She hated it.

"Before I forget, I'm doing some work with team VCVS, could you let me know if they have any missions lined up?" Malina asked, almost as an afterthought.

"Sure thing," Titania said as the sound of her taking her scroll from her ear and tapping on the screen several times sounded through the speakers. "Mmm... doesn't look like it, do you want me to arrange something?"

"No, no, that's okay. That's actually the answer I was looking for." She forced a small laugh. "That should be it..." She paused for a split second before adding, "Thank you, Tania." and hung up before she could hear the response.



Malina looked down at the book she had pulled out of the drawer. Unassuming in its appearance, it was thin and a simple black color. A small, genuine smile crossed her face as she opened the cover to the first page. Machlud 11th, 73 AC, the first day of Beacon.

The smile faded as she flipped through toward her fourth year. She stared at the pages for a moment before shifting her eyes to the screen of her scroll, where the contact information for Carmine was now displayed. With a small sigh, she closed the book and clicked the call button. One ring... tw-

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The Vale Region / Re: Malina's Magnificent Mission! [Closed]
« on: January 23, 2018, 06:30:31 PM »
Helena loosed her arrow and it sailed faithfully through the air, barely missing the smug sidestepping Rainfall before curving around her back, barely missing the tree, and sailing back toward Helena once more. It changed course at the last moment before impact, curving slightly to the right and, as Helena's eyes followed it, it sailed toward the now closed door she had come through. Confusion set in for only a moment, displaced by panic as Calen rocketed through the door, sending it off its hinges, and changed straight into the arrow, its tip biting into his bicep before bouncing off of his aura.

"Well, well, well." Rainfall said in the voice that sounded everywhere at once despite how quiet it was. "Look's like the gang's all here." Her eyes flicked between the students behind her mask. The pillar the hid Cobe, Helena out in the open, Calen with one hand on his arm, nursing the pain, and Teddy still standing in the doorway. Her eyes lingered on him for a moment. "She never told me there was a faunus in the group, you know." She said in words that only reached Teddy's ears.

"So what now, hm?" She asked, now with everyone hearing the question, as she turned back to Helena. "You're going to use the power of friendship to beat me?" The vulpine grin that had been plastered on her face settled into a smug smile.

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Beacon Academy / Re: He Came from Atlas [Closed]
« on: January 21, 2018, 03:54:49 AM »
"No, I don't think so," Malina said, all too aware the animosity hadn't completely gone from either of their voices, "just be sure to tell the rest of your team. I'll tell Tit- Professor Printemps to let me know if she has any missions planned for you." She leaned back in her chair and folded her arms, taking careful note of her breathing. "Other than that, I think we're done here."

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Approved Characters / Re: Prof. Ferus Talandar
« on: January 20, 2018, 05:33:37 AM »
Seems good to me, approved and moved.

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Beacon Academy / Re: He Came from Atlas [Closed]
« on: January 16, 2018, 07:29:28 PM »
Malina loosened her back slightly and let out a quiet breath as Juno backed down and Phi appeared. "I appreciate you asking how long instead of immediately denying the request," she eyed Juno, "but I can't give an exact amount of time. A month, maybe... Two tops." Her fingernails slowly eased off of digging into the wooden desk, leaving faint imprints where they had been. "It takes time to organize all of this, time you might lose out on the rare mission, sure. If for whatever reason your team is selected for an out of city mission I will be sure to figure out an alternative within the walls." The anger, frustration, and annoyance were subdued now, though not entirely. Despite how much she wanted to at the very least act amicable, the emotions still seeped into her voice. 'Something that I would have been happy to explain if you hadn't outright denied it...' The thought shot through her head but she thought better than to voice it.

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Approved Characters / Re: Jacob Stillwater
« on: January 14, 2018, 06:23:41 AM »
Approved and moved.

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Approved Characters / Re: Prof. Ferus Talandar
« on: January 14, 2018, 06:21:30 AM »
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I'd still like a little bit more with how Ferus rationalises his belief of only fighting Grimm while not engaging white fang/bandits/whatever else, like how would be argue his position to someone.
I would also like to hear more on this.

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