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Character Editing / Re: Suna Arevik
« Last post by Kingnoname1 on Today at 06:05:00 PM »
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Name: Suna Arevik ('sand like the sun')

Nicknames and Aliases[list]
Age: 18, Born 1 Arashi

Species and Gender: Kangaroo Rat Faunus, Male

Symbol: -

Occupation: First-Year Shade Student, Apprentice Scavenger

Appearance: Suna stands at 5'2" and weighs about 110lbs. Besides having a certain tone-ness to him, he looks fairly plain and indistinct--his hair and eyes are a dark-brown which might as well be black in low-light areas. His natural skin color is a creamy tan, but one could say it has become a bit burnt due to his extensive exposure to the Sun. On his head are small kangaroo rat ears. [ ]

The material of all of his clothing was specifically chosen for their ability to breathe, their durability, their texture, and their weight/lightness. He wears a beige, short-sleeved shirt with Vacuo's crest embroidered atop his heart and beige combat pants. Atop of that, he wears a reversible cloak with one side being black and the other white. He carries two pairs of footwear, one pair of combat boots and one pair of sandals, and he also has a patterned wool scarf wrapped around his neck in face he ever is in need of a face mask. [ ]

He also has two sets of boots and gloves: one leather and the other metal. Due to extreme temperatures, he wears leather in Vacuo and Atlas. Where the weather is less extreme but also due to a lack of sand, he wears metal.

History: Since he was a child, Suna was always adventurous, and perhaps not for the best. Whenever he accompanied his mother to the market or bazaar, he would always disappear from his mother's sight much to her dismay, but he wasn't lost (or at least that's what he believed), he was just discovering the world around him; a natural-born cartographer he was, though that would require him to actually make maps. And after attending a career fair of sorts while he was still in Primary school, he decided to become a Scavenger.

He discovered his semblance soon after setting the course for his future. With every trip he made with his mother, he was managing to stay out in the Sun for longer periods of time. Little by little, he found himself gathering a larger canopy of sand to provide him with much needed shade. From this moment on, he used his semblance constantly as if it were one of his own limbs.

Suna considered Oasis academy to be his first stepping stone. He never thought he would become a fighter, and yet here he was. For him, Oasis was way too tedious for him. At first things was fine, but that was because everything was new and exciting. Then it became a familiar, standard routine. The same old thing over and over again with little deviation and not as many opportunities to gain hands-on experience as he would've liked. His teachers would talk to him, hoping that they could turn around his attitude but to no avail. They asked his mother to try as well and she achieved the same results. Truthfully, there was nothing that could be said to move him. He just wanted to move on with his life so, besides combat training, he did the bare minimum required to get through to Shade and that was that.

In the downtime between graduating from Oasis and attending Shade, Suna spent a lot of time trying to meet with sanctioned scavengers, hoping to get a better idea of what he should be setting out to do at Shade. It was during this time that a scavenger by the name of Ebony Neige took a liking to Suna and took him under his wing.

Personality: Suna is unhindered in moving forward towards his goals. He is optimistic, determined, stubborn, and adventurous, always looking for that special something to act as a carrot dangling in front of his nose. He isn't afraid to leave things behind or do strange things if he knows or thinks it'll progress him in his journeys.

He is of average knowledge, but he has a incredible memory which he typically uses to draw maps of the locations that he visits. He is perceptive of the environment and his surroundings but, unfortunately, not very much when it comes to people. He is not exactly personable as he tends to act rather strangely, but some may find that aspect of him charming.

Aura and Semblance:
Sand (#C2B280)

Suna is able to manipulate a large amount of tiny particles which is usually sand but can be other things like powders, dust, Dust, salt, sugar, etc. He can generally use it for about 5 continuous minutes in combat, and the most he can control allows him to create a sandstorm around him with a radius of 10 feet; he can do this for 1 minutes assuming he's in good condition. His control of sand isn't strong enough to hold heavy objects up in the air such as himself unless the sand is solidly connected to the ground. He can use it to keep things in place, and along with this, he can strengthen the sand under his feet as he walks to make it feel like he is walking on solid ground; this is something that is second nature to him because for him, the energy wasted walking through something as loose as sand is greater than the amount of energy required to make each of his steps solid.

In combat, he uses his semblance in such a way that it could be described as "death by a thousand cuts"; he figures it is much worse than that. He usually uses his semblance as a sand blaster, grinding Grimm down until they are nothing more than particles themselves. He can also summon a sandstorm to blind and grind down his opponents.

For areas without sand, he can slowly break down rocks and other minerals for sand "on-the-fly". It is not a process that can be done during combat however.. Soil is much easier to break down though it isn't useful at all for inflicting damage; it serves more of a supportive role. When not in environments where sand is not present, he then faces the problem of having to manipulate the sand to follow him which adds another layers of exertions for him to handle. All in all, fighting in non-sandy areas is possible, but it is pretty annoying to do and definitely not preferred.

Combat Behavior: When possible, Suna relies entirely on his sand to use as his weapon so he definitely prefers fighting in desert environments where he can effortlessly and carelessly attack from any and all angles possible. Of course, that isn't always possible so he carries a flanged mace with him, not only for when he doesn't have enough sand to use but also when he is fighting opponents that are resistant to his sand such as ones with high armor. When unable to rely on his sand, he tends to be much more cautious as it makes him feel vulnerable. If his opponent doesn't let him keep his distance, he is more than willing to switch gears and go on the offensive.

Not necessarily a tempo-dependent fighter, Suna tries his best to control and maintain a certain battle flow. For example, if a charge towards the enemy is required, he will try his best to eliminate or block any enemies that would significantly interfere with that task. He would make sure to become incredibly defensive with his semblance during his charge to ensure that he reaches his destination. When without his sand, he is forced to be more tactical, maneuvering around and manipulating the battlefield until it reaches a favorable state. If he can't do they, he will try to force open opportunities through aggressiveness.

In the case that Suna finds himself without sand and in a fight where he is disadvantaged with a mace, he does train at hand-to-hand as well as staff combat. He certainly isn't the best at either, but he is proficient enough with both that his chances of losing a fight doesn't drop by switching to either when the situation calls for it.

His adventuring and constant semblance usage has netted Suna large pool of stamina and high constitution, but because he relies so heavily on his sand to fight, his raw strength and pain-tolerance are not too great.


Name: Rex

Primary Form: A 2'6" steel flanged-mace with a shaft made of durable wood and reinforced with steel. It looks fairly nice and clean. The head of the mace is able to detach and be detonated.

Dust Functions: None.

History: A mace designed in Oasis Academy as a means to break through the defenses of armored Grimm.


Name: Viper

Primary Form: A 5'2" stainless steel staff. On one end, a spear head appears with the flick of a switch. The spear head can split into quadrants, forcing open any penetrations caused. The center of the shaft can hollow out to form a tube allowing Suna to more easily channel his sand for an attack.

Storage Form: The staff compresses into a 1' long baton.

Dust Functions: None.

History: A spear designed to increase the effectiveness of Suna's sand attacks as well as keep melee opponents at bay.
Everywhere Else / Re: Bone of the First [SSMR]
« Last post by Riven on Today at 05:34:23 PM »
Solar's aim had been true, and Suna had not only landed a direct hit but unmasked their culprit! Now, finally, they were getting somewhere. Clearing Solar's name (and by extension, his own) was a step further down the road, but this was certainly progress. Slowing his pace -- and keeping a wary eye on this mystery girl -- Sean kept his weapon out but not pointed as he took up a spot about seven feet from Suna and little miss swift-legs.

She 'didn't want to'... oh, how that phrase made the blonde's mind sour. If true, it meant this girl had been put up to this -- at the very least the 'running away' part, if not the 'attacking and framing a complete stranger' -- by someone else, and that meant the trouble was only just getting started. If it was a lie... well, proving it out would be troublesome in much the same way. "Look, kid, we're gonna need a lot more to go on than that. My friend, the one with the ram's horns? She's accused of attempted murder, and I ain't about to just let that slide. So... why don't you take a seat and explain all of this from the top, hm?" He cast a look Suna's way that basically said 'be careful of this one'; there was no way to know if all this was just an act, and the way she'd moved earlier suggested she wasn't just "some kid causing trouble for laughs".
The Vale Region / Re: The Hunter and the Hunted [CLOSED]
« Last post by Riven on Today at 05:18:07 PM »
"Ah, very good question!" Hm, let me check my notes..." There was a sound of shuffling pages in the background of the call. "While they didn't precisely say as much, my best guess is either fire or electricity Dust. There are small privately-owned Dust mines in the region specializing in those two elements, and though they would most certainly sell off any prime material to the likes of the SDC they're sure to have low-grade leftovers available for villages like Pactois. A combination of the two elements would create the strongest glow in a homemade chalk stick, I'd say."

If Kisha tested out her theory, she would immediately see a gleam of light off to her right the moment she lit up her arrow's Dust. On the side of a boulder a symbol lit up in hues of sharp, bright orange: . From what Budonoki had sent her, the meaning was clear and simple: 'go this way', and it was pointing a clear route northeast.

The search was on!
Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« Last post by Moth on Today at 04:19:55 PM »
Jocelyn's compliments get a sweet smile and a small snort. "I had literally no reputation, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten in- hell, I'm still a scholarship student! Otherwise, I never would've even been able to pay for Beacon." She explains, giving a little shrug. "I'm just happy I managed to beat the odds in the end, frankly. Sometimes all the motivation you need is the dream you're surviving on." Prism says, then takes a moment to blink at her own phrasing before blowing a raspberry.

"...that doesn't sound quiet as morbid as it really does, I promise."
Character Editing / Re: How to Edit an Approved Character
« Last post by Kaliot on Today at 10:21:33 AM »
Suna to editing plz
Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« Last post by FunkyMonkey on Today at 06:17:29 AM »
Greatsword girl ordered the rest of the grunts to attack Lyra, but she was not deterred in the slightest.  When she wielded the enormous power of her semblance, such concerns were trivial and almost beneath her.  With absolute concentration, she sent forth three aura spheres at the closest approaching grunts, keeping two close to her should any defensive need arise, though Lyra doubted the necessity. 

One sphere moved in between a trio of grunts, appearing almost completely motionless as it cut through the air, undisturbed by its surroundings.  Coming to rest in between the three, its passive appearance ceased and instead, it suddenly launched itself erratically between the grunts, severely battering them as its unpredictable motion made it look like it had a malevolently berserk will of its own.  Meanwhile, the other two spheres spiraled around each other in a helix, apparently targeting a pair of grunts, before each morphing shape.  One did a simple transformation, changing from a sphere into a large cube, before it proceeded to fly into a grunt, knocking him off his feet and crushing him against a wall with its flat face.  The other morphing sphere also abandoned its spherical form, but unlike the other member of the helical pair, this one began to rapidly stellate, becoming a stellated polyhedron in the shape of a Moravian Star.  As it did so, it rapidly flew at the other grunt.  However, before making it contact, it stopped short in front of the grunt.  An audible sigh of relief could be heard from the grunt, as he must have figuratively (or maybe actually) urinated his pants watching his fellow grunts being battered and crushed mercilessly.  The grunt would get no reprieve, however.  The stellated polyhedron began to rapidly rotate its faces, and as it pressed against the grunt, the edges of its faces began to lacerate him, cutting first against his aura, then breaking through it and gruesomely ripping and tearing through flesh.

As the constructs continued on with their onslaught against the grunts unlucky enough to get caught in the initial engagement, they began to absorb the streams of free aura that were being released as a result of the grunts attempting to utilize their aura to defend themselves.  The more the grunts struggled, the more they fed the constructs, and it began to become apparent as the constructs grew ever so steadily in size and darkened into deeper shades of purple - the color of Lyra's aura.  The entire scene must have been a grisly one, but Lyra remained unperturbed.  With so much aura available, she was in control, and so was her will to dominate these grunts who have offended Airi, Airi's strange friend, and herself.  Restraint was not a word that she knew.
Plot Zone / Re: 41st Vytal Festival Tournament - Sign Ups end July 4th
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3rd Year 1v1:Mogan Treehouse
Plot Zone / Re: 41st Vytal Festival Tournament - Sign Ups end July 4th
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Plot Zone / Re: 41st Vytal Festival Tournament - Sign Ups end July 4th
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Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« Last post by MonsterManic on Today at 01:49:22 AM »
Another shake of the head, this one in amazement as Prism reels off the sheer number of extracurricular activities she threw herself into before Beacon. In comparison Jocelyn seemed pathetic. First aid training, biology of the human body... that was nearly everything she had under her belt.

“Impressive would be a understatement there, Prism.” Jocelyn half-teased. “Kindly stop making the rest of us feel insignificant.” She was clearly skirting around the elephant in the room.
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