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Plot Zone / Re: Friendly Fights
« Last post by Moth on June 17, 2018, 08:08:36 PM »
Inex, SerAnad was one step ahead of you http://rwby-rpg.rwbyfanon.com/index.php?topic=1449.0
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Plot Zone / Re: Friendly Fights
« Last post by Inexhaustive on June 17, 2018, 07:26:31 PM »
I put up the training thread: http://rwby-rpg.rwbyfanon.com/index.php?topic=1455.0

I changed my mind. Let's actually go with no semblance usage.
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The Vale Region / Private Training (Amane vs Shoko-La 1v1 Training)
« Last post by Inexhaustive on June 17, 2018, 07:24:33 PM »
On a corner of Vale’s industrial district is an old, abandoned building, once a piano factory until a large section of it had burnt down in a fire a few years ago, taking the lives of a number of workers. After the incident, nobody wanted to go near the building anymore so it was left there and forgotten. However, recently the building has found use again and was purchased by one Amane Petrichor at an extremely low price. Despite seeing the occasional shifting figures in the corner of her vision or random pings on her aura detection, it was a perfect location (spacious and private) to train without disturbance.

Today, as her team and other students were training at school, Amane had her own idea to improve her combat skills. Through one of her contacts, she was able to hire the assassin Shoko-La Bitter to train with her and allow her to practice some 1v1.

Parking her motorcycle inside, Amane gets off and pulls out a gun case stuffed into her backpack. She sets it on a nearby table and opens it to reveal a P229 pistol with six loaded magazines. This is what she will be using today. She also takes out a small bundle of violets and sets them at the center of the burnt section of the building before picking up her gun and loading a magazine in, then pushing the slide back. Ahh, she loved that feeling of the heavy pull and everything clicking into place. Pointing it, Amane then starts to practice shooting at a few targets across the span of the fifty meter long building, making her way through them at a quick pace while maintaining precision to warm up, waiting for Shoko-La to arrive.
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Everywhere Else / Re: The Things We Do For Love [VCVS]
« Last post by Riven on June 17, 2018, 06:41:04 PM »
(OOC: Sorry about the delay on this -- wrote it up earlier in the week and then forgot that I hadn't posted it yet, so my bad.)


The sharp report of a sniper rifle going off was the first of three -- three sounds that, even each on their own, could've upended the entire situation in moments. As it was, however, they happened in such rapid succession that only the last one truly made an impact. Scarce seconds after Juno smashed through the warehouse's cheap concrete, no doubt drawing the attention of any remaining Fang who weren't attentive enough to be alerted by the rifle fire, the true thunder flooded the area.

Literal thunder.

The ignited primer fluid did what lightning Dust is known to do. At the moment of ignition there was a blinding flash, intense enough that even those looking away and closing their eyes shut still couldn't keep out the light entirely. Under normal conditions the resulting surge of electrical energy would've gone in all directions, at least at first. However concrete, like that in the building's floor and walls, is naturally a very good insulator -- though both, the walls especially, would he wracked by the pressure wave mere seconds later the lightning was orders of magnitude faster. In that opening blink, that minuscule fragment of time, the storm of lightning that Caja's impostor had unleashed had exactly one direction it could go: UP. And up it went, a single immense thunderbolt that literally tore the tin roof off and flung it, in hundreds of charred pieces, high up into the air. For one brief moment, heaven and earth were bridged by a jagged wound of searing white light. Then came the shockwave, pulverizing the walls into concrete chunks no bigger than a dinner plate. What nearby buildings still had windows saw them shattered, and a few abandoned cars ended up flipping end over end... and that wasn't all the damage, not hardly. When the smoke finally cleared, literally nothing remained of the warehouse -- the blast had loosened the stone it sat upon in a chain reaction, the concrete foundation sliding off the edge of the canyon and into the dark below. It was hard to imagine how the White Fang members who'd been inside could've survived.

Rory woke up sputtering and coughing from smoke inhalation perhaps a dozen feet from Juno. He didn't remember when he'd activated both his shields, but apparently he had; shaking loose some of the rubble that had landed on him, he glanced around and saw the state of the area. It really, seriously looked like a bomb had gone off. "Is... is everyone okay?"

"WHOO HOO! Are we having fun yet? Because I sure am!"

Striding out of the haze, Caja's doppelganger strode over to Juno and offered him a hand. "You've got questions, I'm sure. Now's not the time -- the police will be on their way here any moment and, to be frank, the chances of your lil' puppy-dog still being in one piece after you've convinced the cops of what happened... eh, not good, honestly." She -- or he, by the sound of the voice -- gestured towards a relatively undamaged building a good distance from the blast site. "I have a ride prepared, and once we're out of here you can decide if you're up to do business or prefer your rescuing chances as is, hero boy." He turned and began to walk, changing over to a near-perfect mimicry of Caja's voice to add "C'mon Juno, time's a wasting!" Followed by dry, chuckling laughter.

Managing to get to his feet, Rory pinged Sam and Verdant's Scrolls while making his way over to Juno. "Okay, I have no idea what we should do now. Any thoughts?" As if on cue, police sirens could be heard in the distance...
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Spoiler: show

Honestly, I don't think that this fight will be that slow paced. Considering it will probably be a mid-close ranged fight. And besides Mogan semblance doesn't have to reach 10 seconds to work. The consequences of an impact start ramping up immediately, so for example, after 2.5 seconds they will be 1.5 stronger than the originals. Anyway, if we discover that the five seconds rule isn't practical or can't be applied for timing reason we can just change it.   


The moment Jima pointed the lower tip of her mace towards him, Mogan realized that he was going to soon discover one of the hidden features of the weapon. With a loud click, something shot out of Jima's mace, angrily buzzing towards him and approaching in very fast.
When in doubt: deflect it.
Mogan was fairly confident in the defensive capabilities of both his armored arms, but Take was definitely the one that was more oriented towards defense, so his instinctual answer to Jima's first move was to try to use Take to intercept the incoming projectile by retracting his left hand and bringing forth his right one.   
Only that he didn't manage to deflect anything. Jima's grappling hook, as per design, simply wrapped itself around his right forearm that had helpfully put itself in the way.

"Ah, a grappling hook. Makes sense."

He had just the time to form this thought before his opponent used the rope connecting them to abruptly pull him towards her. Unfortunately for Jima, Mogan hadn't learned to fight the day before, and instead of falling on his face and be dragged on the floor like a fish, he used the force kindly offered by his teammate to roll forward. This move brought him in a crouching position just before Jima. Being yanked had hurt a bit, but he was ready when her spiked mace fell towards his head.  Honestly, Mogan wasn't sure of what Jima's wanted to obtain with this move. Sure, she had undoubtedly put him in a less than advantageous position, but also placed him in a perfect spot to turn the table on her.
And so Mogan did the only logical thing anyone in his position, said position being that of someone whose head was being threatened by a big spiked hunk of metal, could do: prevent the aforementioned piece of metal from making contact. That objective he achieved by grabbing the neck of the mace with both hands.
He buckled under the force of the impact, falling on his right knee, but in return, his right hand, right under the head of the mace, clicked audibly when he augmented his grip with the mechanical features of his weapon.
At this point, Mogan could have tried to disarm Jima, but he knew he couldn't exert much force from his current position. What he could do was bring her to his level: her mace would lose much of his power if she couldn't swing it properly, after all.
And so his left hand also clicked, and from it shot out his own grappling hook, aimed squarely at the middle of the sternum.
His aim, besides taking a chunk of her aura, was to use this distraction to stand up and in so doing find himself right in front of Jima, with both hands gripping her weapon to prevent her from swinging it. He didn't think she would abandon her weapon... but then again she didn't really need to. After all, even if all went according to his plan, she would find herself in the perfect position to deliver the most devastation blow know to mankind. Mogan could only hope that Jima would not stoop so low as to hit below the belt.


Attack log:
Grappling hook impact: I don't know. I guess we can compare it to a gunshot, given the short distance, but what damage it does depends on where Jima gets hit (if she even gets hit). A direct hit to the head I think should take at least 15 to 20% (20% being the worst case scenario: the eye or the throat), but other than that I think 10% max should be okay for a direct hit to the chest (the one described), stomach, shoulders or arms. A scratch between 2 and 5%, depending on the softness of the interested area.   


Mogan combat log:
Aura: 96%
Grappling hook yank -2
Absorbing the impact from the mace -2
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Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« Last post by MonsterManic on June 17, 2018, 05:40:12 PM »
Dropping the empty magazine on the floor in exchange for a new one, Jocelyn's hair picked up similar to Prism's, flowing like a blonde cape in a wind tunnel. "If I clip any of the targets under these conditions I will eat one of those flowers you gave me." she muttered under her breath, eyes only for the targets now nearly flapping in the breeze.

Divvying up the seven bullets for each target, she lined up her scope with the body of the first, squeezed off, then repeated the process for the other two targets without looking at her results. No noise from Prism so far, so...dropping the rifle to waist level, she surveyed the field. The very first thing she laid eyes on was a clean bullet hole through the first Beowolf's head, followed by a missing leg for the second and a clipped ear for the last. "Please tell me you didn't hear that."
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Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« Last post by Moth on June 17, 2018, 05:13:53 PM »
The wolf-whistle that sounds out in response to the farthest target going down is loud and enthusiastic, and Prism turns to face Jocelyn after watching the farthest target go down. She's bouncing slightly on her heels again, lopsided grin on her face wide and bright and all directed towards Jocelyn "C'mon Josie, don't sell yourself short. Shots like those are all skill, especially in windy conditions like this! Great comeback there."

She's blatantly proud of her friend. Turning back to the console, she restores the previous targets - and the wind picks up, a strong breeze that's more than enough to send Prism's short hair dancing, instead of slightly ruffling. "M'kay, try to make these all within the first clip of bullets, and preferably one after the other. The shorter the time, the better."
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Character Creation / Akane Tozawa
« Last post by Inexhaustive on June 17, 2018, 04:59:08 PM »
CHARACTER

Name: Akane Tozawa

Battle Theme: Excision & Space Laces - Rumble
Battle Mix: Excision - Lost Lands Mix 2017

Age: 23, born the 23rd of Machlud/September

Species and Gender: Human Female

Occupation: Huntress

Symbol:


Appearance: Akane is a Mistralian woman with fair skin, loosely curled light red hair tied to one side with a red ribbon, and blood red eyes. She usually wears a white button-up shirt with a black tie clipped to it and a casually worn rust-colored cotton blazer over. She also wears dark grey trousers, black converse sneakers, a red scarf, and an expensive watch.

-Art in progress-
Spoiler: Watch • show


History: Akane was born in a small village north of Mistral to two humble, but highly skilled professionals. Her mother was a physician with an expertise in giving checkups to huntsmen and huntresses while her father was a masseuse and acupuncturist who used aura techniques passed down through his family for generations. While they were eager for their daughter to inherit their techniques, they didn’t rush to teach her when she was little, knowing that forcing her to do something this difficult will more than likely deter her from wanting to learn in the future.

As Akane’s early years passed, she would meet many people who came to her parents’ establishment, the huntsmen and huntresses especially catching her interest. It was after she was inspired by their tales of heroism, adventure, and especially their freedom to travel the world, that she finally asked her parents to not only unlock her aura, but also enroll her in Sanctum Academy the next year when she was old enough. Her parents agreed, on the condition that she would study and inherit their techniques which she was happy to agree on.

The year before she went to Sanctum was an important time for her, because not only did she learn a great variety of aura techniques from her parents before schooling even started, she also met Yabash Khan, a child who was abused by his parents and bullied by others for his mental handicap, unusually large size, and faunus traits. Finding him bruised up in an alleyway one day, Akane brought him to her home, where her parents treated his injuries and fed him. However, they couldn’t do much about Khan’s parents due to lack of solid proof. Unable to simply stand by and do nothing though, Akane activated his aura so he can cope with their beatings easier. From that day on, Akane would always be there for him, defending him and teaching him to be strong. She also started calling him Matir Khan, a name that denotes courage and bravery instead of Yabash Khan, a name denoting defeat.

When time came for Akane to go to Sanctum, her parents also pulled a few strings and got Matir Khan in under that name too. The two, being practically inseparable, had all their classes together due to her ability to supervise and understand Matir Khan. They developed excellent synergy and teamwork throughout the years at Sanctum, but both never discovered their semblances until they went to Haven. While Matir Khan discovered his while wrestling a Beringel during the initiation of team ETKN (Extinction), Akane randomly discovered hers two weeks later while meditating during a thunderstorm. True to their name, ETKN brought an apocalypse with them onto the battlefield, with all four members capable of dealing huge amounts of crowd damage perfectly timed with each other. They were a very diverse group, with their leader Eleanor loving everyone and everything, Akane always doing whatever she wants, Matir Khan being mentally handicapped, and Nazar being a high-functioning sociopath. Despite this, Eleanor was always able to keep them together and well up until third year.

Nazar was the first to go, having been invited into a special training program with the Kingdoms to combat rogue huntsmen/huntresses at the start of the year. Akane, on the other hand, was utterly bored with school, feeling that she was more than ready and didn’t want to go through another two whole years. This went on for another half year as she continued to tutor underclassmen when eventually one of them, an ex-member of the White Fang came to her for help. His sister was taken and held hostage by the group to get him to turn himself in. He had nobody to go to, so Akane left to go help him out, wanting some self-justification to leave school. Matir Khan followed without a second thought - where Akane went, he went too.

After helping him out, she didn’t want to go back to the academy because she enjoyed the complete freedom from traveling the world and doing whatever she wanted. Completing various jobs for people all over the world and earning a name for herself, Akane ended up in Vale as Amane Petrichor’s sensei, teaching the latter aura detection along with various other things like the mentality of a veteran, staying calm under pressure, shuriken throwing, and most of all, a mindset on how to practice, train, and learn effectively. This went on for two years until Amane graduated from Signal and began going on missions.

A while later, when the Shiru attacked Vacuo, another Grimm attack happened near Mistral where Akane was. As all the huntsman were focused on the Shiru, the kingdoms didn’t know what to do until her and Matir Khan stepped in. Amane also happened to be doing business with Akane’s mother and provides them with long-range support. Together, they went from village to village fending off the Grimm attacks and slaying the Frostbite, a unique boss Grimm in the form of a Tyrannosaurus Rex with a freezing breath that woke up from a deep slumber in Northern Mistral. Their accomplishments did not go unheard of with the kingdoms and both her and Matir Khan were given huntress status while Amane disappeared off, having finished with her business.

Now, Akane still lives her life doing whatever she wants without regard to her title as huntress, but still answers call-to-arms whenever the kingdoms need it. She also occasionally gives Amane some advice and training whenever she's around.

Personality: Akane is very calm and collected yet at the same time, spunky, completely self-confident, and possesses a rebellious side. A free spirit, she does whatever she wants, goes wherever she wants to go, and isn’t afraid to break a few laws as long as it doesn’t do harm to others. Despite this, she abstains from sex and drugs except for caffeine and occasionally expensive alcohol.

She’s very well-versed in the subjects of advanced anatomy, kinesiology, and aura, having grown up inheriting all her family’s techniques and gives massages to people from time to time. Akane is also an excellent teacher, being able to spot the flaws in anyone’s fighting style and giving suggestions on how they can develop effective ways to rectify them. She has quite a few unorthodox yet highly effective teaching methods up her sleeve, being someone who doesn’t just teach people what to learn, but also how to learn and practice efficiently. While she provides excellent hospitality to her students, she never goes easy on them when training them.

Finally, Akane is someone who eats a ton of food, despite her small stature. Big, giant Matir Khan already eats a lot, so people get shocked when Akane somehow eats even more than him. She does care what she eats though, and holds meals to a high standard.

Aura and Semblance: Aura Color: Blood Red | Abilities: Strength, Shield, Blast, Detection
Semblance: Bloodstorm - Akane’s semblance allows her to shift into a particulate storm cloud made of blood that can freely zip around along any solid or liquid surface, even vertical and upside down surfaces. The cloud gathers and condenses moisture around her, using a process similar to aura healing to convert it to blood. If the moisture picked up is already blood, nothing is converted and cost is reduced.

In this form, Akane is still particulate and can be struck by attacks. She can also get knocked out of her semblance form in which the gathered blood will burst out around her. The longer she utilizes this ability, the more draining it gets, exhausting exponentially. Prolonged use also consumes nutrients from her body and will make her very hungry. As such, it is mostly used in short bursts. If she uses her semblance in midair, she will automatically gravitate towards the nearest travelable surface before being able to control where she goes.

While her semblance has a few arcs of red electricity surging through it, they don’t have any significant effect except for making hair stand up and smelling like ozone. However, Akane is able to enter supercell form, where she stays in one spot and rotates the cloud around her at high speeds until it generates powerful enough bolts of electricity. She is able to continuously spin up, collecting more blood and electricity and rotational speed before blasting it all outwards to knock back and electrocute enemies. However, due to the exponentially increasing cost of her semblance, it exhausts her quite a bit.

Dust can be used to lessen the cost or amplify various factors of Akane's semblance such as using lightning Dust to generate more lightning and electrocute enemies during travel, wind and kinetic Dust to increase speed, and water and earth Dust to increase the blood created or lessen the cost.

Spoiler: Appearance • show

Combat Behavior: In combat, while Akane is completely confident in herself and her abilities, she always respects her opponent and starts off fighting at full power. As someone who meditates frequently to develop a clear mind and higher level of control over their consciousness, she gives off an aura of tranquility, even in the midst of battle and can also perform autosuggestion, filter out unnecessary thoughts, and divert her entire conscious state into a task.

As for physical abilities, Akane is someone who specializes greatly in movement speed and damage output but is a bit lightweight and under average in terms of durability. She utilizes instantaneous bursts of strength from her aura, perfect 0-degree edge alignment, blindingly fast attack speeds, and a long nodachi blade to become a great destructive force on the battlefield. She is also able to integrate her concealed knives into her flowing movements with a high level of secrecy and sleight of hand, slipping them into unsuspecting enemies who are too focused on the big sword and reconcealing it without them knowing what they were stabbed by. Finally, Akane is highly skilled in the martial art styles of Jiu Jitsu and Pankration.

Akane's fighting style is greatly integrated with Matir Khan's, both able to output a ton of crowd-control damage and compensating for each others' weaknesses. She uses Khan to output a ton of damage, disrupt enemy movements, or to act as a shield, while Khan relies on her to follow up on his attacks or to take out faster, smarter enemies that may be flanking him. Akane is also really good at knocking enemies into Khan’s eruptions and does so automatically. However, Akane is also semi-reliant on being able to use Khan to her advantage and most of her fighting is done with him so she doesn't fight at full potential while alone.

WEAPON

Primary Weapon: A nodachi made of highly durable materials. Cherry blossom designs run along the flat of its 140cm blade and its handle is 40cm long with a grey cross wrap. It is carried in a sheath diagonally across Akane back, which can automatically unfold most of the protective covering and allow for easier drawing of the blade.

Dust Functions: The cherry blossom designs going along the flat of the blade are Dust channels with an open port at the center of each flower. It contains a mixture of kinetic, lightning, and air Dust that allows her to send out large ranged energy slashes through the air. If cuts aren’t enough to slay a Grimm, Akane can also activate the Dust to create a energy extension on her blade that vacuums the insides out of anything she slices through.

Concealed Carry: Akane also carries various concealed knives on herself and can throw them as shurikens.
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Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« Last post by MonsterManic on June 17, 2018, 04:57:51 PM »
Jocelyn looked down at her hands and arms, trembling like jelly. "I'm...not used to having shaky arms." she admitted, slightly embarrassed. "For stitches and surgeries and the like, medics are trained to prevent shakes causing mishaps, and I've gone through the same. That's what's throwing me off, not the wind."

With the remaining two rounds left in the magazine, Jocelyn once again took aim at the two untouched targets, trying her best to compensate for the shaking in her arms, in addition to a newly emerging buzzing in her ears. Between both factors and the wind, the fact that she even managed to squeeze the trigger and not jerk it was remarkable enough, let alone the furthest target being shot in the chest.

Jocelyn just stared in bewilderment, her jaw threatening to drop. "So to hit stuff just consume coffee, got it."
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Beacon Academy / Re: A Morning on the Range [Closed]
« Last post by Moth on June 17, 2018, 04:34:02 PM »
Prism blinks in surprise as nearly all of Jocelyn's initial shots miss, only clipping one of the closest Beowolves. She crosses her fingers as she fires again, but to no avail - every one of the woman's shots miss. "...ouch, indeed. I know your aim can be better than that, is it really all the shaking? Or are you not used to firing in windy conditions?"
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