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Everywhere Else / Re: Being a Responsible Adult [CLOSED]
« on: September 05, 2018, 08:33:39 PM »
As Hunter was pondering about the wide variety of flowers that is in front of him, a rather quiet and soft voice interrupts his thoughts. Turning his head to where the voice had came from, his eyes widen a bit as he recognizes who is the owner of the voice. With a large grin forming on his face, Hunter couldn’t help but give a boisterous greeting! ”Well if it isn’t little bird! Congratulations on your win against Smokey boy!” Looking back to the flowers with Prism’s suggestion in mind, he couldn’t but snort at one of the flower descriptions.

Patient? Prim is the complete opposite of that one.

However, Hunter didn’t have any better options as he started to put together the flowers that he was suggested. Being how he is, Hunter started up some small talk. ”So, how did you feel about Nut joining us in the announcer booth? I had felt some slight regret after your teammate’s… request.” Carefully putting the flowers together the best he could in a rather nice bouquet, Hunter could only wait for Prism’s opinions about their little intro.

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Everywhere Else / Being a Responsible Adult [CLOSED]
« on: September 04, 2018, 09:52:10 PM »
As the tournament for the Vytal Festival was closing out with the last few matches left in round two, Hunter had left to go on his “well-deserved” break from announcing. “Well-deserved” meaning he actually just left Prim in the announcer booth for her to do a good bit of the work until he has to come back to escort her home. It was a win-win situation if you asked him, since he gets to not work for the rest of the day AND he gets to treat Prim to something nice! Whistling a little tune as his ride down from Amity Colosseum finally landed, Hunter quickly exited the bullhead and got into a cab on his way to the city center.

Upon arrival, it was rather easy for Hunter to find his way to the market. With a friendly nod to the staff that he recognized, Hunter quickly made his way to the meats section and picked up enough steak for four. After that, Hunter went mostly on autopilot as he picked up other items that they needed to stock up on. With a halfway full shopping cart, Hunter eyed the instant noodles in the peripheral of his vision. Figuring that it doesn’t hurt to stock up on those either, Hunter quickly grabbed what he could regardless of flavor.

With a relatively full shopping cart, Hunter went to the most important part of the trip: flower shopping. From the primrose that his lovely Prim is named after to the generic and cliche rose, it was always difficult for Hunter to choose a rather unique and pretty flower. It also didn’t help when Hunter doesn’t really know much about flowers, so it usually ends up with him just staring at flowers until he just picks something. Clearly needing the assistance of someone, Hunter would continue to stand and gawk at the flowers.

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Approved Characters / Hunter d’Azur
« on: August 23, 2018, 09:32:25 PM »
CHARACTER

Name: Hunter d’Azur

Age: 35; born Machlud 4, 45 AC

Species and Gender: Panda Faunus, Male

Symbol: N / A

Occupation: Professor of Combat Strategy & Survival Training + Miscellaneous Studies at Atlas Academy, Licensed Huntsman, and Ex-White Fang associate

Appearance:

Hunter doesn’t really put too much care into his appearance. His mid-length hair is often slicked back into a rather spiky hairstyle or styled downwards in a rather messy fashion, mostly depends on how much effort he has for the day. As for hair color, it’s a mixture of white and black, with the hairs on the top of his head being white while the sides & back are black. If you investigate his hair further, you can see stubs of what used to be his panda ears. In terms of facial appearance, Hunter’s usually clean shaven and has makeup around the eyes to hide the black ring around his eyes. More often than not, Hunter could choose to not put makeup on because the black rings look close enough to baggy eyes. As for physique, Hunter is 5’11’ and weighs in at around 180 lbs, he boasts an almost lanky body that is somewhat fit. A near constant accessory regardless of what he’s wearing is an engagement ring.

In terms of everyday appearance, Hunter wears a variety of things. Normally, if you see him out and about for groceries, Hunter would be wearing some kind of hoodie, jeans, and baseball cap. Generally, this is an effective way of diverting attention away from himself. In terms of being a professor and formal events, Hunter would usually just wear a dress shirt with pants and jackets that would complement the outfit. However, that is as far as Hunter would go in terms of formal dress as he feels that ties are extremely restricting and uncomfortable.

As a hunter, Hunter would obviously have a combat outfit. Usually, he can fight in any type of clothing, but he does try to get into his own personalized set of armor just in case. Under the armor, Hunter wears a normal black, almost skintight tracksuit. Overlaying this is on his torso is a smooth, flat light gray steel chestplate reminiscent of the ones Atlesian soldiers wear. This chestplate features steel tassets with light plating that shield his mostly shielded the upper part of his lower body. Hunter's set also features light gray steel shoulder plates that are slightly offset when stacked on top of each other, to create a triple-layered aesthetic. Besides that, he has a pair of simple and thin gauntlets to shield the arms, also made from steel. As an accessory to shield from the cold climate of Atlas, Hunter also has a special blue scarf that he'll wrap around himself. More often than not, he'll keep it wrapped around his neck, but he may also choose to wrap it around his torso depending on what parts of his body are in need of warmth.

History: In Atlas, being a part of a poor faunus family of three would be a death sentence. Yet, the family made it through by hiding in the shadows as best they could. Thick overcoats, large hats, anything that wouldn’t make anyone think for a second that they are faunus. As a result, this style of living became normal for them. His father would always meet through a series of contacts that provided some amount of income to avoid as much of the daily racism he could, while his mother kept leisure time inside their worn down home. As a result, education did not come easily to Hunter. His parents were trying to teach from what little they knew, and broken down textbooks found in the snow were beyond his capabilities. For such a young boy, knowing nothing beyond the safety of his home was heartbreaking.

As Hunter grew, so did his desire to leave the safety of his home and explore the world beyond it. It was only inevitable that this desire would take over his life as he would start to sneak out more and more regardless of the risks it could’ve posed. It was interesting for him to play with the snow and interact with all the objects outside. In fact, he didn’t get any dirty looks because he remembered to be a good child and hide his panda ears like his mom always said! This trend would continue for most of his childhood, unnecessarily risking his life for such a short thrill. For a child, such a short thrill would be enough.

Normally this trend would be unhealthy for surviving in Atlas, but it proved to be beneficial to Hunter in this circumstance. A group of racists had found out about his parents and had outed them as faunus. For a low-income family, that would be a near death sentence for all of them. However, due to Hunter constantly sneaking out, he was never outed as a faunus since they never saw the family as a whole. In a decision to save their child’s life and the life of their friends, his father and mother would leave behind Hunter in their worn down home to draw away attention for both him and their friends. However, Hunter was not left behind with nothing. His parents consolidated as much as they could: food, funds, educational materials, anything that would boost his chances of survival. From then on, Hunter was left to be alone for the rest of his childhood.

It was extremely difficult at first. Hunter couldn’t cope with the overwhelming loneliness that came with missing parents. Desperate for any form of attention, he’d latched onto things and wouldn’t let go when it became too dangerous. In fact, Hunter was so desperate that it got him into a bad situation where he lost his panda ears in an accident when he was trying to escape. This cycle would continue until Hunter finally began to recover from both physical and mental wounds as he started focusing more on just living for a brighter tomorrow. In an effort to be not outed like his parents, Hunter would actually be more aggressive about coming outside after putting effort into hiding his faunus features as casually as he could. In fact, it worked and Hunter began to venture outside more and more. Of course, it’s still alarming to see a kid walk around by themselves, but it would’ve been worse if it was a faunus kid.

Being a young child, his efforts to secure a steady income would often be held back due to his age. As a result, Hunter had often jumped between legal and illegal activities in order to keep his income up. Stealing, mugging, even fighting became commonplace on both sides of the law. Even then, it was not a safe and steady income for him, so he went for a more desperate measure: actively seeking out the White Fang. In return for income, Hunter would become an associate, offering information and services similar to that. With their newfound deal, Hunter now had a fallback and the White Fang had someone that ensured their new operations would be safer.

With a now steady income, Hunter stopped having to worry about doing odd jobs or committing crimes. Instead, he settled down as a cashier at a market while doing jobs for the White Fang on his off time. Of course, Hunter made sure that he never joined the White Fang any farther than an associate. It was far too risky to join the White Fang in Atlas. After all, there’s a reason why their presence in the kingdom was so weak. Otherwise, Hunter had kept himself in a rather normal and surprisingly mundane life for a faunus.

One day, Hunter came across a rather interesting situation on his way back home. A rather pretty girl near his age was currently training herself in what seems to be sword techniques. Being the curious guy he was, Hunter watched her train for a bit before deciding to walk up to her. Making sure he basically looked human, Hunter introduced himself and found out that the girl’s name was Prim. After some small talk, their discussions became much more lively real fast, though it also got pretty heated. They clicked so well together that they found themselves sparring together. Of course, he always got his ass kicked because he never got any formal training, but he quickly learned and actually came close to picking up a few wins. After promising that they’ll meet up again for sparring, Hunter was prepared to leave Prim until she asked him a simple question.

”Are you going to join the Academy?”

After a few seconds of thinking, Hunter could only reply with a yes. To this day, Hunter’s not sure why he lied through his teeth. He never planned on being a specialist, or even a huntsman. That’s why he never applied to the academy two years ago. Yet, Hunter couldn’t help but lie to her face. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on who you ask, Prim seems to take that lie and secure Hunter as her partner for Atlas. As a result, Hunter basically ended up being her punching bag so that they could get to Atlas together.

As time passed, his thoughts about the lie he told would only worry him more and more. If Hunter follows through with his lie, he can end up outing himself as a faunus and basically make his life a living hell in Atlas. In fact, there could even be the chance where his association with the White Fang would be brought into the daylight. However, if he didn’t follow through, Prim would probably be devastatingly angry and that would probably invoke some vengeance which would reveal much more than he would like. In fact, Hunter’s pretty sure he can’t hide from her when she knows where he’s usually at.  When the due date for the applications came, Hunter finally accepted his fate and just sent in an application. When the time for the exams came, he passed the physical portion with flying colors while the knowledge portion fell rather short. Regardless, Hunter was now an official student of Atlas Academy. In consideration of that, Hunter still kept his contact with the White Fang despite being a lot more restricted in what he can do for them.

The first year of Atlas Academy was rather interesting. The first day started off with their initiation, which involved individuals working as a retrieval squad trying to recover supplies and survivors from downed bullheads. Individuals that are a part of the downed bullheads would have to find another “survivor” so that they can send up a flare. Another group would be a scattered rescued team that would have to meet up and quickly close in on any flare. Hunter got lucky and managed to meet up with Prim as a part of the rescue squad, forming one half of their team. Fighting against the onslaught of Grimm, a flare finally arose as the two found themselves at a downed bullhead where they would meet the other half of their team: Leonora Lovett and Magnus Thorn. The newly formed team PLAT would find themselves evac’d and sent to their new dorm to rest, with Prim as their new team leader.

As the team was initially awkward, they would go through most of their classes in a rather quiet and reserved manner. It would only break when Hunter kind of flipped his desk in frustration from their classes. At that point, the atmosphere was rather calm and orderly as his team tried to comprehend what he just did. As they did, chaos inevitably came about as the other pair laughed their asses off when Prim basically gave Hunter the worst lecture he ever had in his life (which is not much actually). From then on, Hunter & Prim’s relationship basically soured a bit as they found parts of their personalities that didn’t click, but the other half of team PLAT got a lot more comfortable with them.

As their first year began to close, Hunter and Prim began to butt heads more and more due to their conflicting personalities. Hunter’s lazy personality and Prim’s strict attitude (and poor anger management) began to create more and more conflicts within the team’s dorm. While the other pair tried to lessen the extent of their conflicts, it’s quite clear that a fight would break out if they continued. When it seemed that their fight would finally break out after Hunter skipped out on his project with Prim, it was quickly defused as he returned with flowers for Prim. With such an embarrassing action, their relationship quickly returned to normal. While still being a bit awkward, it was beginning to blossom into something much more.

The second-year became much more normal and routine, is what you’d expect from a normal second-year team. Taking missions became the norm, and team PLAT became even closer as they learned and sparred together. As for Hunter, he began recovering from his knowledge deficit and actually started to do well in terms of his studies. However, his bad work ethic still stayed the same much to the annoyance of Prim. In fact, there was nothing too notable about Hunter’s second year except for his relationship with Prim.

Interactions between the two were a lot more awkward yet friendly than what they were used to. With the two having romantic feelings for the other, partner work was difficult. In fact, sparring and studying also started suffering as rumors began to circulate. The other half of team PLAT might have been to blame for that, especially since they started pushing the two together in hopes that they can get over their awkwardness and actually act on their feelings. Mostly because Hunter is the one making it awkward and Prim trying to deal with it.

By early third year, Hunter and Prim were finally dating, and it’s actually official instead of the tip-toe shenanigans they’ve been having for the past year. The other half of team PLAT was very happy about that because that means the dorm wouldn’t be so awkward, and it wasn’t even fun to tease them about their feelings anymore. Other than their relationship, nothing else really happened. It was like any other team that was trying to improve their skills and capabilities as they try to pass the school year.

As the third year closed and the fourth year began, Hunter and Prim ran into quite a bit of a conflict for their relationship. The issue was quite clear: Prim was going to be a specialist, but Hunter was going to be a huntsman. The conflict, while there and existing, wasn’t too bad to deal with. It wouldn’t really break their relationship and that even if they went their separate ways, they’d promise to see each other again. Then, the biggest conflict for their relationship came about when they were about to graduate. Choosing to reveal the fact he was a faunus was a hard decision to make. He wished he would have revealed it sooner, but he was far too scared to do so. On that day Hunter explained the truth to Prim, he was effectively cut from her life. It brought him a lot of pain that could’ve been avoided. It didn’t even matter that she didn’t out him as a faunus because Prim was pretty much his everything at that point.

As they graduated and went to their respective careers, Hunter was pretty much conflicted at that point. He didn’t really have anyone else that would want to keep prolonged contact with him, and leaving Atlas would’ve been too much for him. As a result, Hunter just bought a dingy apartment to hide out in and the lack of care he put into his disguise initially had him outed as a faunus. When Hunter started needing funds and needed to start caring, he went back to disguising himself and doing jobs for those that would pay. With a rather steady income, he managed to stay alive in his poor little home.

One day Hunter was approached by the White Fang, in hopes of successfully recruiting an associate. This time, however, they were much more aggressive about recruiting him into their cause. It was funny really. Hunter had found himself in the same situation so long ago, with the exact same circumstances. He used to consider the offer back then, especially since he was stuck in such a poor situation. But that was before Atlas, and before Prim. Before learning and growing much like anyone else. Politely declining their offer, Hunter waited for them to leave before getting on a bullhead to Atlas Academy.

Hunter’s reveal to Amarant about being a White Fang informant was a rather interesting decision. While he was not all too familiar with Amarant, Hunter did hear things about the new headmaster that solidified his decision to appeal to the headmaster. However, the resulting confrontation immediately became tense; the information Hunter had about the White Fang presence on Atlas was valuable, but Amarant was still not sure about whether or not he is trustworthy. In an effort to prove his allegiance, Hunter offered up the idea that he can be under constant surveillance. The idea was something they both agreed on, and Amarant took the measures to make it easier on himself by making Hunter a professor.

Obtaining his new role of being a professor, Hunter wasn’t really in the limelight as he first had to earn his credentials. It wasn’t too hard for him to do so either, as survival came naturally to him and battle strategy was something he excelled at. Upon earning his credentials, Hunter then had to integrate with the staff that was once his teachers. Being initially weird, it would eventually be easy for Hunter to interact with his newfound peers in the academy.

After a while, Hunter would finally be ready to teach for his first year. At the same time, word came around about a new professor. Initially, it didn’t really matter all too much to Hunter until they met in the staffroom. It was a big surprise for the two, considering that was the first time Hunter saw Prim after their breakup. Due to how awkward it was, it quickly became “they can’t see me if I don’t see them” until they went their separate ways. Hunter’s heart ached, but it was probably for the best that they should avoid each other for the rest of their life.

Their first week was awkward as they went out of their way to avoid each other. In fact, some of the older staff remembers would say that Hunter and Prim’s first week together as teachers reminded them of when the two were in their second year. While the staff found it funny at first, they eventually got tired of them tiptoeing around each other again. In an attempt to fix this, the staff kept on insisting the two talk to each other whenever they’re out for the day. Finally budging, Hunter went to talk with Prim so they could finally get closure on the main issue that plagued their relationship.

Once they got together to talk, it was rather awkward for the two. For Hunter, it was rather difficult for him to talk about what happened on that day so long ago, so they just sat in silence together. Soon, they started to talk again and catch up on what happened while the other was gone. Hunter didn’t talk a lot about his situation or talked much about their break up, but Hunter kind of liked their small talk. At the end of it, they plan to meet up again for dinner maybe, and that’s when their relationship repaired itself.

Of course, they didn’t really get much closure, but they still had a good time regardless whenever they met up. Finally, then came the day where Hunter would apologize for lying for so long as Prim said her apologies in return. They didn’t rush their relationship, but physical affection slowly became commonplace between the two. Dates became more frequent as the two finally rekindled their relationship.

Nowadays, it was rather cute to see Hunter acting like a lovesick puppy whenever Prim is around especially since they're finally engaged. In fact, it got rather sickening for some students, but Hunter never really cared.

Personality:

As for his general personality, Hunter is rather normal. Unlike his significant other, Hunter is undisciplined and more down to earth. Even as a teacher, he may display a strict attitude at times, but Hunter’s relaxed approach to life usually takes over. Things that don’t really matter to him are done at a more leisurely pace, or can even be neglected to the point where Hunter improvises based on the situation. In everything else, Hunter can be very energetic. However, if things need to get done, he’ll put in his best effort to do so. Other than that, Hunter does display some level of intelligence that would be hidden behind the fact that he likes to be childish if you draw his ire.

In terms of faunus, Hunter would often act like he dislikes faunus in Atlas. While these feelings are true, they are for a completely different reason. Hunter’s not racist since he’s a faunus himself, but he does believe that those open about being a faunus do not belong in Atlas. Having lived in Atlas for all his life, Hunter acknowledges the difficulties of being a faunus. However, Hunter does believe that Atlas is too set in their ways on faunus views that it would be better off to go elsewhere.

Now, when Hunter is with Prim, his level of discipline and elegance become nonexistent. Hunter becomes a lot more of a jokester, and he definitely likes to tease Prim whenever he can. However, Hunter is kind of dependent on Prim, especially when it comes to her presence. Having been touch-starved and alone for most of his life, it was rather easy for him to rely on one sole person. As for friends and acquaintances, Hunter is much like his normal personality but a little more physically affectionate. Hunter isn’t so strict on the whole professor and student thing, usually treating students as good acquaintances or even friends.

Aura and Semblance:

Aura color is a light blue (#38DDF9).

With a sizable aura pool, Hunter isn’t too trained with the finer details of aura. However, it does extremely well with his semblance especially when you consider physical enhancement.

Unbreakable Attachments - ”People can run, but consequences will always follow.”

Hunter’s semblance lets him lock onto any object of his choosing with a range of 30 feet (9m). From then on, there will be a visible link with a max range of 15 feet (4.5m). Whenever an object tries to leave the max range, Hunter will be pulled along at the exact same speed in perfect orientation. At slower speeds, Hunter can simply glide along while fast speeds will involve running so that Hunter can move faster. However, that means that there is no minimum range which means Hunter can choose to outspeed the object. For example, if Hunter threw a spear with all his might, Hunter can choose to follow along OR he can outrun it via semblance assistance. There are two methods of breaking this link: being extremely fast that it’s impossible to keep up or Hunter breaking it of his own choosing by cutting the link for 3% aura or some form of stamina cost.

Combat Behavior:

Hunter, in overall terms, is what you’d call a disruptor assassin. He’s very good at forcing someone into a fight on his terms, and he can sure as hell do enough damage to take someone out when it’s just a 1v1. Due to the nature of his semblance and weapon, it’s very easy for him to always have a follow up from one strike to another. It is also near impossible to run from as well due to Hunter’s semblance.

On the other hand, there isn’t much Hunter can use to defend himself with, mostly using Thorn to deflect and parry attacks instead of full on blocking them. It’s also important to realize that unless Hunter forcefully breaks the link, he can’t really get knocked back by anything.

+Tons of Damage
+Attack Versatility / Setup
+Excellent Gapcloser

-No safety net if caught within semblance
-No good methods of blocking attacks
-Weapon takes time to charge up (especially range attacks)
-No reliable AOE attacks

WEAPON

Name: Thorn

Primary Form: Thorn is a xiphos, with the blade itself being double-edged and two feet long, with the hilt itself being a foot long. The entire sword itself is purely blue, with white accenting the edge of the blade. Alongside the design of the weapon, the hilt itself is not separated by a hilt guard. It also seems to have a leather grip around it but it's cut in half, making an upper grip and a lower grip for the hilt. The blade is also designed with lines running from tip to hilt that will glow via dust. Also running alongside the blade would be vents that open and close at will to dictate the discharge of energy.

Secondary Form: With enough strength, Hunter can increase the length of the hilt by pulling it apart, turning the sword into a spear that is ten feet in length (not including the spearhead). With just as much strength, the shaft can condense back into a hilt for the sword. When in a situation where it takes too much time to pull Thorn apart, there is a button on the lower end of the weapon that expands and contracts Thorn by itself. This allows Hunter to change the length of his weapon at almost any point in time during combat. A notable concern about the weapon is that the shaft of the spear is noticeably smaller than the hilt, but the material is durable enough to take any hit and not break upon impact. The butt end of the spear is also connected to the dust core for a boost in stabs or throwing.

Dust Functions:
A dust core inside Thorn holds up enough wind and kinetic dust where Hunter can do 10 charged attacks until the dust within the core has to be replaced. Since the nature of the weapon is releasing condensed blasts of wind, it can often manifest as a ranged beam or an extremely strong piercing attack. However, the charged attacks can be released at certain points based on when Hunter would pull the trigger. As for the released energy at the butt of the spear, it uses up negligible amount of dust that it doesn't dent the dust core's charge.

History: Initially, Thorn had first come into conceptualization when he first initially sparred with Prim. The xiphos had suited Thorn very well, thus leading to the very first iteration of the weapon. Later on with Prim’s assistance, Hunter would successfully implement the spear form of the weapon as an upgrade. From then on, Thorn would receive no further upgrades as it was already a very reliable weapon in the first place. Nearing the mastery of his weapon, Hunter (again with Prim’s assistance) realized that he can make his attacks even stronger. His first attempt to do so involved the complete and utter destruction of the original, as well as injuries from the resulting explosion. However, the very next try became a success, albeit not being an exact replica of the initial weapon due to the new addition of the dust core.



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RPG Discussion / Re: Weekly Writing Prompts
« on: August 03, 2018, 01:54:56 PM »
Canon: A Blooming Flower - Hunter d’Azur

Shit.

Halfway through his taxi ride, Hunter had just received lots of colorful texts from his beloved team leader. The message was simple: when he’d come back to his team’s dorm, he’s 90% sure that he’s going to end up dead. Was it his fault though? He felt hungry and decided to take an unsolicited excursion, so what? Yeah, the assignment’s due tomorrow and all, but there’s really no need to rush. After all, he’s pretty sure that he can get it done and still get a passing grade. As he pondered about how dead he’s going to be, his taxi finally parked right next to the market he always visits.

Roaming the aisles for what he wants, his thoughts couldn’t help but come back to his team leader. With his body on autopilot and grabbing a grocery bag that will soon be stuffed with instant noodles, Hunter started thinking more and more about his team leader and their current situation. He’s not sure why their partnership is functional as it is. She’s strict and he’s easy-going. She’s always angry and he’s usually calm. Most of all, she’s kinda racist and he’s a faunus, albeit he is disguised at the moment. Honestly, Hunter’s not too sure why he’s so caught up with his team leader when he can just leave Atlas after they graduate. Yet he couldn’t help but feel pain when he considered that option. In fact, now that he thinks about it, he noticed a lot of other things. He couldn’t stop his fluttering heart whenever they’re together. He couldn’t stop his quivering voice whenever they’re talking. Truly, he couldn’t help but be nervous when she’s with him. Shaking his head of silly and embarrassing thoughts, he notices that he had fully filled up his grocery bag with instant noodles while he was thinking. Hunter should really return some of them but in the end, his desire for instant noodles won over his reason.

Moving to checkout with his cheap items, Hunter’s thoughts returned to his stupid team leader. Why hasn’t he been antagonizing her back for all the pain she’s causing him? He’s the one that never starts the problem but she always ends up ragging on him for it. In fact, he shouldn’t like her! He doesn’t like her stupid smirk whenever she outdoes him, or her stupid prim and proper uniform that fits her in every way. In fact, he doesn’t like her stupid chestnut hair that accentuates her beauty and makes him want to- Wait a second. With a suddenly red face, Hunter tries to clear his thoughts as best he could and goes to finish up his checkout before noticing some flowers nearby. He really should just leave before making a mistake...



”How much are the flowers?”



If it was anyone else, Hunter would laugh. Unfortunately, Hunter is the current laughing stock. He's blushing and full of nerves as he's holding a bag full of instant noodles in one hand and flowers in the other. In fact, getting back into the taxi was a little more embarrassing with the driver smirking at him the entire time. Scooting into his seat and trying to make himself look as small as possible, the taxi starts driving back to the academy. Looking out the window and wishing that he’d disappear because he can’t deal with all the embarrassment, the taxi driver’s rough yet teasing voice cuts through his thoughts.

”Hey kid, you in love?”

Hunter’s face got even more red as he thought about it. Is he in love? Even if he WAS in love with her, it wouldn’t work out. Hunter wouldn’t want to hide anything from her; in fact he’s pretty sure he can’t hide anything from her. Even if it’s the fact that he’s actually a faunus. It would hurt him to hide that from her, but it'll hurt him even more when the fact that he's a faunus destroys their relationship. But maybe it'll work out. In fact, they can even take it slow, maybe to the point where being faunus or racist doesn’t even matter anymore. Finally knowing how to reply, the redness in Hunter’s cheeks faded only to be replaced with a silly looking grin.

”Maybe.”

Returning to the team’s dorm was interesting. Prim looked ready to murder him on the spot until she got flustered when he presented the flowers. In fact, she told him that it was sweet of him to do that! That was a win in Hunter’s book until she forcefully put him into a seat and started lecturing him about the importance of work ethics and properly doing your assignments. As for the rest of his team, they were laughing their asses off at the two with their shenanigans until Prim directed her death glare at them too. Finally, the lecture and death threats were over as the night quieted down once more so that they can finish their assignments…



For the next few months in the team dormitory, Hunter would see the flowers in a rather ornate and charming vase. If you asked him, Hunter wouldn’t be able to tell the difference between the flowers and Prim.

Silly Little Bonus: ShowHide
Canon: Stupid Butterflies - Sovereign LeBlanc

Sovereign couldn’t help it when his heart flutters with Airi around. Her personality is manageable and her appearance isn’t too bad either!

Then she would glare at him and he’d feel like he’d be dead within the next week. Maybe he should just digest the butterflies and look elsewhere for love.


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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: July 31, 2018, 07:05:30 PM »
This lady is crazy!

Narrowly dodging the massive greatsword that would lob off his limbs if he had his aura down, Sovereign jumped back a small distance to get a brief chance to recover against her. Unfortunately, greatsword girl took the time to teleport right into his face with her weapon ready to smack him down into the ground. Frowning, Sovereign tried his best to dodge only to find his left arm in a position it really shouldn't be in. Biting down on his lips, he refrained from screaming and maintained concentration on the volatile orb in his right arm.

With a growl, Sovereign slammed the ball of flame into his opponent's face and create an explosion that sent her slamming into a wall nearby. With a grimace of pain, Sovereign swapped to ice dust and quickly froze the grunts that were getting ready to run from Lyra's threat. Standing up and cradling his currently healing left arm, he looked back to his two companions in this fiasco. With a pained smirk, he walked over to them.

"You guys alright?"

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RPG Discussion / Re: Weekly Writing Prompts
« on: July 27, 2018, 10:58:19 PM »
What-If: End of A Beginning - Sovereign LeBlanc

With a gasp of pain, Sovereign jolts awake as he was greeted with the familiar sight of his room in the LeBlanc residence.

Lying as still as he could so that the pain could go away, Sovereign could only tear up and quietly sob. As the pain calmed and his eyes, Sovereign gently moved his arms to sit himself up. Tearing up once again at the initial pain, Sovereign was finally able to sit up through the pain.  Looking at his heavily bandaged arms, he could see that they were bleeding again. Usually, Sovereign would replace the bandages himself, but after what happened...

"Mother!"

He didn't want this. If he had suffered alone, his heart wouldn't be hurting so much. After all, a mother shouldn't have to see her broken child in so much pain... Was it wrong for him to do what he did? He wanted to protect those he cared about! Sovereign couldn't simply just wait and watch people suffer! It wasn't fair! Sovereign never expected another gang to show up after his fight! As Sovereign struggled with his thoughts, a creak in the doorway interrupts his thoughts.

His mother's tear-streaked face broke his heart all over again. Sovereign could only stay quiet as he raised his bleeding arms for his mother to see. Her eyes teared up even further as she went to replace the bandages on his arms. At that moment, there was only silence except for the quiet sobs of his mother. As his bandages were completely replaced, Sovereign's broken voice broke the depressing silence in the room.

"I'm sorry I was such a disappointment."

His mother suddenly hugs Sovereign as if he would disappear if she didn't hold onto him tightly. The sound of her sobs grew even louder as Sovereign could only hug back as he repeats "I'm sorry" over and over again. Sovereign could only think about how this could've been avoided if they had come...! Sovereign shakes his head. That wouldn't be fair to her. Neither of them could have expected another gang to stumble upon him. Neither of them would have expected this. Wiping away his mother’s tears, he gave her a look asking her to leave and recover emotionally. As his mother left him alone and her quiet sobs recede deep into the residence, Sovereign went back to looking outside the window in his room.

Atlas was pretty. The snow outside sent a perfect trickle down the window, almost as if it was something from an artistic masterpiece. Standing up with his arms limp, Sovereign went over to the window, eying what seems to be flowers being covered under the snow. Snorting, Sovereign realizes the awful comparison between the flower and himself. As Sovereign quietly watched the snowfall, his thoughts had finally gathered about for his situation.

He should never use his arms again. That's what the doctor told him.  Sensory nerve damage. Heavy scarring. Shattered bones. Fortunately, the bones will heal in time and the scarring he'll have to deal with later, but that's fine. If those had been his only injuries, he could still fight. The real killer is the nerve damage. As a result of his victory against the two gangs, he'll always be in pain from the slightest amount of pressure. Fighting had become impossible. Sovereign’s eyes tear up as he reached the same unpleasant thoughts he’s been having ever since the diagnosis. Dropping into a fetal position against the window, he lets out the loud sobs that he’s been holding in for a long time.

He can never be a hero again.

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Wow, it's like a guy that is super reliant on aura would take such a class! Take Noir

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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: July 20, 2018, 12:57:33 PM »
Being used to the warm and kinda soft feeling of Airi being on his back, he kinda misses it. With a sigh, Sovereign stretches for a bit and gets ready to charge at greatsword chick. Swapping over to his fire dust reserves, he starts a ball of fire that's condensing and condensing. Greatsword chick frowns as she gets ready to defend against an attack, but it was never going to come. Instead, Sovereign charges at the gal and tries to distract her while his attack charged up. Dodging strikes left and right, the ball of flame seems to be more and more volatile.

As for the grunts, they are clearly afraid of Lyra, but with nothing left to lose they could only charge Lyra all together hoping that what little defense capabilities they have will overwhelm her. Unfortunately for them, aura isn't the most useful for them as of right now. Especially since greatsword chick seems to be teleporting around Sovereign trying to hit him.

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RPG Discussion / Re: Weekly Writing Prompts
« on: July 17, 2018, 07:37:01 PM »
Canon: Do What You Have To Do - Hunter d’Azur

The sound of the alarm was the first thing he heard this morning.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

He groaned as he lifted his head from his pillow. Glancing at the entrance of his apartment, he began to fumble for the weapon that rests at his bedside. Firmly grasping the handle, the sleep-addled mind cleared as one thought surfaced.

Ah. The alarm is going off again.

As if he was a predator rising from its resting place, Hunter calmly got up and stalked towards the entrance to his apartment. His hand on the door handle with his weapon ready on the other, and he quickly swung the door open ready to attack the intruders. However, there were no intruders to be found. With a sigh, Hunter propped his weapon next to the doorway and quickly left the safety of his home so that he can investigate. Upon turning around, Hunter could only groan about more work due to the vandalization of his doorway.

Animal. Faunus scum. A long time ago, it would've gotten his blood boiling. Nowadays, Hunter doesn't even acknowledge the insults anymore since it could’ve been someone waiting to attack him instead of cheap talk. Hunter went back inside to grab his painting supplies so that he can paint over the door once again. He didn’t want to draw any more attention to himself, so he made it quick. Once the door's paint job was finished, Hunter would go through his usual routine again. He would start brushing his teeth first while he approximates the amount of food left behind in his worn-down fridge. Noticing the lack of food, he notes that he’ll have to be out for longer than usual to go grocery shopping. Hunter finished brushing his teeth and started taking out temporary hair dyes for the day. Dyeing his hair red for today, Hunter would also apply makeup while the dye dries so that he conceals the small, black, and prominent ring around his eyes. Usually, he can pass it off as baggy eyes, but it’s better to be safe than sorry for today. Putting on a medical mask, Hunter quickly put on a pair of jeans and a hoodie. Grabbing his weapon and concealing it the best he can, Hunter left for the day.

Fortunately for Hunter, he avoided most of the humans that would recognize him regardless of the actions he took to disguise himself. As for everyone else, Hunter would get away with strange or even dirty looks, but that was okay for him. They won’t find him next time. Like every other day, Hunter went through his routine. For him, it would be earning money from odd jobs, buying instant noodles from the nearest convenience store, and immediately returning home. It’s a little disheartening Hunter couldn’t spare time for other outdoor activities, because after all...

His home wasn’t the best, but then again, when has it always been better than something like this? His home had always been small and empty, with signs of wear spread throughout the apartment. Even then, something about his apartment being so barren makes his heart sink every time he comes back. With a tired sigh, Hunter moved to place the instant noodles in his “kitchen” - and calling it a kitchen would be generous. Making sure that he had the water boiling, Hunter went back into his bathroom to wash out the hair dye. While he does so, Hunter couldn’t help but think as the water ran through his hair.

Why am I still here?

Hearing the familiar sound of boiling water that is ready to be poured into an instant cup of noodles, Hunter shakes his head to clear his mind as he returns the kitchen. Getting a cup of noodles open and applying the seasoning, Hunter pours the boiling water into the cup. Once that’s done, Hunter sits down on the floor as he stares at a clock and waits. And then he would wait even longer. Once three minutes passed, Hunter quickly jumped up and got eating utensils for his meal of the day. Like every other day, the room would be silent except for the sounds of messy eating. Most of the time, this would begin Hunter’s end routine for the night, where he’d clean up after himself, brush his teeth, wash the makeup off, and getting into bed with his weapon near.

Tiredly staring at the ceiling, Hunter could only wait for sleep to claim him, but today, he can’t help but think. Think of a more innocent but brighter past. Think of a girl that brightened his world when he didn’t understand why it was dark in the first place. Most of all, he can’t help but think of a promise. A promise that maybe someday, they’ll find each other again and be something more. He had to admit, that was quite a silly and far-fetched thought. They were children then. They couldn't predict the type of people they would become.

But maybe…

And like that, Hunter fell asleep, his weapon on standby.



Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

His grip tightened on his weapon.

The sound of the alarm was the first thing he heard that morning, it’s the first thing he hears every morning.


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Approved Characters / Re: Malina Nahualli
« on: July 04, 2018, 06:07:07 PM »
+1

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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: June 21, 2018, 08:48:37 PM »
Looking at the havoc Lyra is creating, Sovereign could only watch in surprise as she started to tear through flesh. Face shifting into a sheepish grin, Sovereign could only think, Oh dear, the police department isn’t going to be happy about that. Quickly returning his attention back to the nearly downed pipe boy, he was quickly surprised by the last ditch effort of the thug in an attempt to knock Sovereign out. Dodging the first pipe swing onto his head (and making sure Airi doesn’t get hit by it), Sovereign quickly stops carrying Airi with his right hand and gives pipe boy a mighty uppercut that sends the thug collapsing. Regrabbing Airi’s leg with his right hand, he quickly adjusts himself so that Airi is still comfortable on his back.

In his peripherals, Sovereign can see that greatsword girl is looking at him and cutrently growling. Quickly facing in her direction, Sovereign could barely react as she instantly appears at his side with the greatsword being swung at both his back and Airi. Adjusting his body so that he’ll take the brunt of the damage, he was knocked back towards Lyra. Wincing in pain from the damage build up from both his semblance literally burning his body up and the two mercenaries,  Sovereign quckly assessed the situation which just so happens to only be only 9 grunts left and greatsword girl. Turning to Lyra, Sovereign hurriedly explained the situation, ”How fast can you take down the grunts? I’m currently running low on my combat capabilities.” Sovereign can definitely beat greatsword girl, but it would be best for Lyra to intervene so that he’s not too injured for the next patrol.

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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: June 20, 2018, 03:28:53 PM »
"Sounds great. Wait, what are you- Oh not this again." Sovereign lets himself smash into the ground after being brought to his knees, recognizing the ever familiar feeling that Airi brings around when using that semblance of hers. Fighting against it would not be beneficial, but at the same time letting hitting the ground face first was not fun. As the feeling eased up, Sovereign started to prop himself up, scanning his opponents for the most incapacitated, but also for those that still had a large threat potential. The grunts were still up and about, but they looked like they can be taken down with ease. As for the two bigger fish, they seem a tad bit stunned from the effect. Almost ready to lunge with a burst of speed, Sovereign stopped himself after hearing what Lyra asked of him. However, he didn't even need to think of a reply. In fact, with a huge smile on his face, the only reasonable response was:

”Trusting your senior? How adorable!"

Looking at the two experienced thugs (which he now donned as pipe boy and greatsword girl), Sovereign quickly swapped over to his ice dust reserves. Picking up the collapsing Airi and put her on his back comfortably, Sovereign created spikes of ice and sent them towards pipe boy. Pipe boy tried to dodge them, but only slightly succeeded as some of the spikes hit his left arm. In retaliation, pipe boy slammed the ball of ice with all his might, as if it was a baseball, towards Sovereign. In some measly attempt to dodge it and close the distance, Sovereign felt it hit his left shoulder hard. Normally, he’d start complaining about the pain, but with a cocky grin Sovereign couldn’t help but mouth off while divekicking the poor boy into the warehouse’s wall, ”This is Sov Airlines, housing one passenger known as Airi, please excuse the minor turbulence!” Taking the brief moment of rest to ready up, he can eye severely beaten pipe boy try to get up, as greatsword girl is starting to rally the rest of the grunts (which is not much at this point), ”Get your stupid asses off the ground and get ready to swarm the girl!”

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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: June 17, 2018, 01:40:01 AM »
Hesitating at first, the grunts slowed their advance on the two, until the merc leading them was currently giving them the evil eye. Immediately, the grunts charged at the two hoping that numbers will give them the advantage in combat, trying to swipe at the two with their gunblades. As for the merc himself, he picks up a pipe as he charges up a ball of ice infront of him that is ready to be hit as if it was a baseball.

As for the grunts Sovereign was dealing with, he chucked them around enough where they should be down for the count. The merc with a greatsword on the other hand, immediately charged towards Sovereign. With a grunt, Sovereign blocked it with his gauntlet, using his fire dust to blow up the area in front of the merc's face. As a result, the greatsword user felt her sword blast upwards, she frowned before slamming Sovereign with the side of the blade. Not able to block it, Sovereign essentially flew over towards Airi and Lyra, eventually getting back on his feet and skidding.

"How is it on your end?" While it does seem like there is more trouble than how he is usually prepared for, Sovereign does not stop grinning with confidence as he's sure that they'll prevail in the end, albeit with some pain.

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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: March 12, 2018, 12:18:43 AM »
Sovereign with a big smirk on his face looked towards Airi, "I'm always right!" Looking back to his opponents, Sovereign charged recklessly towards the area that was concentrated the most with gangsters. From his actions, the gangsters screamed in fear as they quickly brandished gunblades to fire at Sovereign. With a smirk, Sovereign swapped to ice as he creates a wall of ice between him and the enemy. Listening to the bullets hit the ice and the enemies trying to scramble away from each other, Sovereign showing off how surprisingly nimble he is as he flips over the wall of ice (he winced in pain from the action). One of the cannon fodder managed to react fast enough and strike Sovereign, however Sovereign just took the blow and redirected the cannon fodder - by throwing him - to one of the mercs. With a tsk, the merc jumped over the flying body as she brandished a greatsword before starting to slowly approach Sovereign. The other merc took a glance at Sovereign, then looks towards Airi and Lyra, signalling some of the grunts to come over and take them on.

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Everywhere Else / Re: An Afternoon Downtown [Closed]
« on: December 12, 2017, 12:41:23 AM »
While Sovereign was running, he did peek behind him to see if the two were actually going to follow him. To his surprise, they actually did! However, the thought of Airi following him did make him kind of nervous since he can easily get busted if he messes up while he's on her watch. Regardless, Sovereign sped away so that they have enough time to take down criminals AND get dinner. Preferably without Airi being present because she is a complete downer.



"COMMENCE PLAN A!" Which is essentially no plan since Sovereign just barged in and dive kicked one of the cannon fodder into a wall. Recovering his footing from the dive kick, Sovereign quickly eyed the shmucks around him, deducing that there is currently twenty five people surrounding him, and around twenty three of them are cannon fodder. With a grin, Sovereign knew he can probably deal with the two mercs on his own (but it's not very preferable). Not knowing how much space he had put between himself and his current allies, Sovereign decided to buy a little time and distract some of the poor gangsters by using his wind dust to push all of them back with force.

(OOC: Do you guys wanna do an official combat system or just try to keep it reasonable without worrying about numbers?)

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