Arya Stark

Graces

Please I'm still down like six from Tainted Blood. Haven't broken a sweat yet

Have a Cyler post that's relatively important for Zanza As for Crota, Jeremy came in super powered up and wrought havoc, creating enough distraction for remaining Northern soldiers to evacuate. Crota has won Hylvania, but his victims escaped. Presumably Arkham is also with Jeremy and the North on his ship. Idk what's up with Shinobi haven't been following that storyline very well. Mystics could probably summarize it better

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Added a couple more sections to my last post. Name: Sel Dame Age: 22 Gender: Female Appearance: Race: Human Side: Neutral Weapon: Enchanted Broadsword: Absorbs magic and adds it to its strength temporarily. Enchanted Bow: Unlimited energy arrows, can phase out of existence and pass through objects by snapping fingers. Tanzynite Tonics: Tough Girl, Gymnastic Expert Tanzynite Instigators: Pack-A-Punch Experimental Tanzynite: Hell Lord (approved one page 2 lol #neverforget) A hybrid Tanzynite created by combining the effects of Satan's Touch, Rocky Road, and Smothering Darkness, and increasing them. It is expensive to make, and consistently takes a toll on the user's mental state, slowly, very very slowly driving the wielder insane. It's a long road, but that makes it all the more punishing for the victim. It is also different from the Instigators it traces it's origins back to in the fact that it requires only one dose opposed to constant refreshment. Race Abilities: None Magic: None Personality: Bitter and harsh, unnecessarily cruel. Mentally unstable. Bio: See Below. Name: Enaego Gentiel Age: 22 Gender: Male Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e0/73/d5/e073d560cfa177338f703eeef3b58a3c.jpg Race: Human Side: Neutral Weapon: Enchanted Broadsword: Deflects magic like a mirror. Enchanted Shield: Very powerful. Known for deflecting and protecting the wielder from energy beams and explosives. Tanzynite Tonics: Tough Guy, Enduring Bolt Tanzynite Instigators: Pack-A-Punch Experimental Tanzynite: Storm Lord Very similar to the previous one, but using Electro Bolt, Cyclonic Rush, and Flash Flood. However, opposed to the mental consequence, once the wielder is dosed, they are on a ticking clock. They will continually become more and more powerful and in tune with their abilities, becoming one with the storm. But as they do so, their life force drifts away, losing their individuality and physical strength. It is only a matter of time before the wielder fades away completely, perishing in the human sense of the word. Race Abilities: None Magic: None Personality: Charming and charismatic, silver tongued. Flighty and unreliable. Bio (for both): A pair of mercenaries that had been under the employ of the Order of the Lux. During the final assault on the palace, Enaego and Sel were on the frontlines, tearing through guards. They've been working together since they were little, when they first understood that in order to survive, blood money was the best way. Back onto recent events though, when Oryx awoke, and in the frenzy that left many of the Order of the Lux dead, Enaego and Sel were captured. From there they went through a hellish year. Torture and experimentation. The Doctor had left doses of his newest project, Hell Lord and Storm Lord, and the pair were perfect subjects. They don't speak about their time in the chambers of the Imperial Palace anymore. But recently, they finally managed to escape, and are now back on the market, selling their skills at a premium price. After all, due to the tanzynite, their lives are doomed now anyway? They feel both burdened and free at the same time.

Vortludo -- Seraphim Order -- City of Ruin: Gardens "I will follow wherever you lead." Vortludo said in typical gentlemanly fashion. He went with her, arms interlocked. He loved the feeling of her. Not anything specific just her near him. Truly, he had no idea what he had been missing in his life before he brought her over to his table that time in the bar. But being with Ava made him feel so full and complete. The Noble wondered what life would be like without her. As they sat upon the swing, he listened carefully to her question. Then Vortludo nodded. "Of course my dear." He answered honestly. "We all change from day to day, from moment to moment. The Vortludo that was just enjoying a meal with his brothers-in-arms is not the same one that is sitting here with you now." He said. "But specifically, when I met you, you were enslaved by Teka. In freedom, you have truly blossomed. It is only natural. A heavy burden was lifted from your shoulders, and now you are here. More beauteous, kind, and in general a better person." Vortludo finished. Stark -- The North -- Hylvania Stark was blown back by another blow from Crota. The blade he had carried had dealt damage, but not enough. He untransformed, and sat up, mildly injured. He pressed his palm to his head, the headache that always ensued after transforming still coming in strong. But he had no time to be injured. No... Nym was there atop Crota! Stark watched as the ship began to fly away, and acted fast. He lunged forward, and threw a clod of dirt into Crota's eyes. He leaped up and grabbed Nymeria by the scruff of her neck, tossing her into the ship. He ran after them, leaping into the leaving vessel just in time. Stark groaned and coughed. "Sis, next time please just board the ship. For me?" He whispered. Then he stood up to his full height and looked to Jeremy. "We're glad for the assistance. Reinforcements were not anticipated, especially in such large intensity. But could I get your name Commander?" Kinzoku & Ryonne -- Opposing Sides -- Siege of Kaipora Kinzoku smiled and blew a kiss to Victoria. "Sweetie, I'll deny whoever I want, whatever I want." She said, the words sounding very threatening but her sickly sweet tone muddying the waters of her intention. Ryonne shook his head, and surged forward once more, slashing swiftly disgonally. Kinzoku simply dodged backwards, coming up against the wall of her stadium. The Swordsman continued relentlessly, lunging towards her. She leaped off the wall and over her opponent, sending a metal knife at his back. He wheeled around, and sliced through it. Ryonne didn't stop though, and dashed forwards again. Kinzoku dodged to the side though, and Ryonne continued, lashing out towards Indy instead. Kinzoku looked to Victoria and flung a few orbs of metal at high velocity. The Doctor -- Messiah -- Hovering Over Shivering Moors The city below had descended into some sort of chaos. He wasn't really paying attention to the monitor he had set up with a camera feed of the goings-on belows. It might be problematic. But, it wasn't his problem this time. No, best save things like this to the public faces of Messiah. He was quite content working on what he had to do. His notes and data had been lost to the Empire unfortunately. So, he had to start from scratch. Recreating the Super Soldier Serum (the SSS) had been simple enough, but he only had one dose with what was available. He had heard that Gabriel was up and about now as well. Combined, they could make another Spartan suit. That'd be helpful to somebody. He swiped the Spartan suit idea over to Gabriel, the notification soon to pop into Gabriel's inbox. But there were other things that could be done. The Doctor sighed. He really needed more Tanzynite here if he was going to be helpful at all. But, he thought that another Immortui tanzynite would be possible. He thought about his old boss, the late Emperor Korben. Producing computer minded unstoppable warriors would definitely be in his wheelhouse. But Eclaire probably wouldn't go for it. Alternatively, he could make some more compound tanzynites. Storm Lord and Hell Lord would be efficient in dealing damage. But once again, Eclaire would not be a fan of those side effects. The Doctor sighed. Work was a lot harder when he had to care about morality. Neena Mors -- Tanzynite Crusade -- Langerdon: Palace Neena crept about the palace, silent as a mouse. From shadow to shadow. Death would strike someone today. After her disagreement with Ariana, she felt dirty. She needed to renew her vows. Fortunately, right by her house there was a whole palace full of people just dying to be assassinated. All the guards had some form of dosage of tanzynite, so she was full lethal right now. Of course, she still kept quiet. It wouldn't do to go loud. While she could take care of herself just fine, even the entire Imperial Army stationed here, not to mention their special projects, mechanical and tanzynited. She would fall to that eventually. It would take a while, but it would happen. So. Quiet. Silent. Hidden in darkness. She would find a target soon enough. And the world would be one step closer to cured.

Why did she choose friends that were too fast? Nutmeg had been busy trying to grasp all of the obvious subtleties to Ozpin's speech. After all, he was such a grand fantastic man, there was no way that a speech like that could be taken at face value. When she came out of her own thoughts, she realized that both Dominic and Sapphira had disappeared. Her ears flattened in annoyance. Well that wasn't very nice. She managed to catch sight of them dashing through the crowd in a very specific direction. She looked around, and decided that she might as well follow them. It didn't look like anybody else was open to conversation right now. So she pursued, putting her head down and moving swiftly, pushing slightly. Thankfully her lithe frame allowed her to go through the crowd without much resistance. She realized that she hadn't had to push through anybody for a few seconds. She glanced up to see why. And then she collided with someone. Both went sprawling. Nutmeg got up and found herself in a large open area. The other girl looked rather furious. Wind howled around her, her lengthy green hair flying. Nutmeg got up and rubbed the back of her head nervously. "Uh, I'm sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going." "Of course you weren't. I would hope you wouldn't bump into me on purpose." The green haired girl said, getting up. She placed her hand on her hilt and drew the dagger, feeling pissed. She had to sit through that speech and now just sit here for hours on end? What the hell was even the point of coming today? Why not just wait until the next day when stuff was going to get done? Viridem's adrenaline was pumping now, and she desired a fight. This poor wolf had just offered herself up as a victim. Nutmeg waved her hands warily. "Hey now, no need for this." She said anxiously, glancing around hoping for some back up before things got out of hand.

Sorry was supes busy coming in hot nowwwww

~Enno~ "Not a chance I'm afraid." Enno said, his tone bitter. Who was this Lacuna? Why did she want this pathetic reaper? Why did she seem so psychotic? A warm, dark glow emanated from the masked man as he stared towards Lacuna. "I'm going to need a bit more information than that before I let you do as you please. If there are going to be more like him around then I'd appreciate the knowledge so I can keep an eye out." Enno continued. "Also, I wouldn't trust a woman that wanted him to reap us with anything at all, let along a promise like that." His grip tightened on his sheath, and his other hand went to his hilt, ready to act if she continued to give him answers he did not like. ~Kopiu~ Kopiu looked up to the meteor. He whistled softly. That was an impressive spell, that much was certain. Legendary black magic. Kopiu pondered his options. Stand here and get crushed was one. Not a good option, but certainly an option. The Replica spun his blade slowly as he thought about it. Well... "Catch me guys." Kopiu said, then vanished from the sight of Ansem and Xemnas. He had leaped into the air, bracing for impact with his both hands on his blade. He impacted with the meteor, attempting to hold it back. That of course was not working, and the flames around the celestial object were beginning to burn him. Best act now. He surged all of his magic power through his staff, creating a huge explosion in an effort to counteract the meteor's trajectory and send it the other way. Of course, being so close to an explosion was not good for his health, and he began to fall quickly to the ground, in and out of consciousness as he came down.

~Edge~ "Yeah, we're done here." Edge said, with a curt nod. Then he made good on his promise. A swift strike put the captive into unconsciousness. There wasn't an antidote for the fear serum as far as he knew, so this was the best he could do. He picked up the captive and swung him over his back, then glanced back to Raven. "Let's get back to the others. I'm sure they'd be happy to know that we have a lead." The Ninja Prince said, gesturing for Raven to lead the way. He had no idea how to get around this place, and had already lost his partner somewhere. Better he lead. Edge was rather content with the information that his efforts had got him. Director Locke and Miss Mors, both high profile leaders of the Decolor. That alone was helpful. But the Citadel... That was extraordinary. If they could free those prisoners, they certainly would not be lacking for allies. ~Rydia~ Rydia looked cautiously towards Hawk. She understood that he was on edge and on duty, but there was a line that had to be drawn somewhere, and that had been unacceptable. Rydia bit her lip to refrain from speaking out. She had no doubt that to him, she was also still on the line of suspicion. After all, pair of warriors appear out of nowhere to do nothing but help? It was nothing if not suspicious. Rydia glanced to Aqua. "Do you want to go meet him? I bet he'd appreciate some tips from a master." The Last Summoner mentioned. ~Severa~ The Wanderer thought on what could be done. There was lots going on here... And with lots of goings ons, there were also lots of opportunities to cause trouble. If Ienzo was out of ideas, that simply gave Severa permission to cause as much trouble as she could. "Yeah. Is there anyway we could sabotage those programs? If we could silently weaken them that would only make resistance that much easier. Or maybe a way to do the same to some of their other arms or vehicles?" Severa suggested. "And do you think we could get a report on what's going on on the ground?" ~Neena~ The programs that had been pursuing Nocturne and Lumiara without stop were suddenly blown away in a large explosion of dark energy as Neena teleported violently. She would not let this man disappear. "KEYBLADER!" She shouted again, the word as much a slur as anything else in Neena's eyes. She pitched several blades of light towards the fleeing pair, the wind whistling as they ripped through the air, aimed to maim and kill both. This had gone on far too long already, she was not about to chase him all around the worlds to murder him. Not when he was so close.

Got it, pair up for s rank thks real helpful guys

HOW DOES DATING WORK

I've been real busy, sorry. I hope to get a post up sometime this week, but life has decided to send me for a loop.

Might I ask why you ask?

If I can only pick those two then main would be rouge and sub would be wizard.

Jakob

"Mama always treats me like a child." "This is not unusual. You are her child, after all."

To say that Nutmeg was already in awe of the place would be an understatement. The abundance of technology that she had thought rare alone had her pausing at every corner in amazement. She had stood outside of Beacon for several minutes, staring up at the spindles, the arches, the columns. It was so extraordinary to the Northern Wolf. But finally, she had shaken herself out of her trance, and strode inside the building confidently. Once inside, she was once more taken aback by the variety of people. Her ears twitched slightly as she looked around. She had assumed that they'd be all mostly the same, Valish graduates of a combat school. But instead, it seemed that there were many of people who had instead taken the Combat Equivalency Exam to get in, like Nutmeg had been forced to do. That cheered her up a bit, since that would make it easier to meet new people. She noticed a boy sitting on the ground, and a blue-haired girl next to him, already chatting. Feeling anxious about being alone, she walked over to them, and sat down a bit behind them, flashing a toothy smile to both, her sharp canines obvious. "Hey guys, name's Nutmeg. I uh, just didn't wanna be alone." She said honestly. ~~~~ Viridem was a far different case. The green-haired youth walked with not only confidence, but arrogance. Really, it seemed like she was floating as she strode through the room. This was due to the small whirlwind she was blowing over herself, causing her hair to go wild. She didn't spend a second looking at a single other person. Ryonne had insisted, and so she was here. Didn't mean she had to like it. If anything, she intended to hate it. Viridem stopped in the middle of the room, looking expectantly up to the front of the room, awaiting the opening speech. It wasn't long before the groups of people that had been there when she arrived warily moved away, creating a circle of open space around Viridem.

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Standard RWBY Fanon doctrine is to use whatever initials you can And Monty's team names rule only say that they have to be color related and not be entwined with the leader name.

I've done so now Sukai, Sepia is Nutmeg now. It may change again to another n name in the near future but it's that for now.

If need be I can change Sepia's name to not start with an S if that assists in team naming

I think it will return a more light-hearted attitude, but still retain the dark themes and events. Kind of like episode 8 of Volume 3. It'll be a mix of the two. Or, it better.

Alright, it's cool, no need for apologies, I guess I just misunderstood a little. If Scrap or Kuni join (a very likely concept if Sabre and I do), then along with me, I can guarantee that 12 characters will be your least problem.

12 people? Are you kidding me? We barely have 12 roleplayers period, and it's unlikely that you're going to get anywhere near that amount since some are just... picky. And others are busy. If it's a lack of characters you're worried about, then if you allow unlimited characters, then I can guarantee you you will not be lacking for characters. But 12 participants is incredibly unlikely.