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Rpc Name: Kiya
Level: 1
Style applied for: Bloody Razor

What you know about the style:
*Was used mostly for tools in the early years
*Favored by assassins because it makes it easy for them to escape
*Only the blood of ones self can be manipulated.
*Allows Blood and Ki to flow freely and together
*1 pint used = 1 level lost
*Only allowed to use 4 pints before collapsing/dying

Rp Sample:

~Does not use MS until the 3rd paragraph~

Well this sucked. Once again, she was captured by the fed's who wanted her dead, if only to stop her from causing them so many problems! One of the guards looked at her and snorted, "Is this really the one that was giving you guys such a hard time? She's just a child!" With a full out laugh she got up to walk to Kiya. In response, shot him one of her famous death glares, and snarled slightly. "I'd stay away from me if I were you." She hissed. Another man, clearly more experienced, for he was sitting on guard just out of her reach (and he looked somewhat familiar), spoke in an even, commanding tone. "Don't do anything stupid Reg." He said, a stone cold expression on his face. Kiya shot him a deadly glare, why the HELL was he so familiar? And why did he make her want to punch him in the face? it didn't matter, they'd all be dead soon. Kiya had deliberately tightened her hand cuffs when they set her down in the heady duty van, and they had been rubbing on her wrists for a while now. Kiya could feel the sting of metal cutting flesh, and blood began to drip. Good.

While all this was going down, Reg, being the hot head he was, was letting the fact that he had caught the mighty "Kiya" go to his head. And he started to loosen up a bit. Prancing over to her like a spoiled brat that caught a rat in a cage, he snickered. "You're a worthless little s**t aren't you? He laughed. "I don't even know why the government has tried to catch you, your a worthless waste of time... But don't worry, I'm sure I can find a good use for you." His eyes then began to rake her body as though she was a prize he had just won and could do what he pleased with. "Reg." The other man hissed, his voice dangerously sharp. "Oh relax you old gas bag." Reg said, shooting his gaze over his shoulder at him. "I'm just havin some fun." With another childish laugh that grated on Kiya's nerves like to other, he turned around. Big mistake.

While the two men had been talking, Kiya had been slowly running her now sharpened blood back and forth against the chain of her hand cuffs. *Crimson Cutter* As "reg" turned around, she was able to rip them apart with little effort. Jumping up, she grabbed his arm as he reached for her. Snickering, Kiya had death in her gaze as she let the blood from her wrist snake up her hand and onto his. When his hand was completely engulfed, she closed her hand into a fist and jerked her hand back to her body. With a deafening scream from the man his hand was crushed, every bone broken, as he was pulled towards her. One half pint down, three and a half to go. Jumping up, she quickly did a back flip, not all that elegant in the little space she had, but enough to fracture his jaw as her foot made contact. As she landed in a crouch, she instantly lurched forwards, delivering a rib cracking kick to his chest. Reg stumbled backwards, reaching for his gun, he let bullets fly.

One caught Kiya in the arm, and she cursed, sending energy to the wound, *Lifeforce Repression* she quickly made sure she wouldn't die of blood loose before turning to face Reg. he quickly picked up his gun once more and aimed it at Kiya, that would never do. Quickly running her fingers across the wound in her arm, she quickly flicked it into his face. *Seeing Red* Cursing, Reg tried, unsuccessfully, to wipe the liquid from his face. A pint down, and she still had three to go. She was starting to get a bit dizzy, but with a whip of her head, she quickly cleared the fuzzies away. Carefully drawing a forth of a pint from her, she condensed it in her fingers before holding her hand out. With a violent nod of her head, she pulled quickly knocked Reg to the ground. *Blood Bullet* Doing the same to the older man, who, strangely, hadn't moved to help his partner during this whole ordeal, Kiya quickly busted the lock with a shot from Reg's gun. Hopping off the vehicle's back, she quickly drew all her lost blood to her, and looked around with a satisfied look. With her work done, she began to walk down the road as though nothing had happened.

Rpc Name: Jack BlackBurn
Level: 1
Style applied for: Kinetic Weaponry

What you know about the style: The user uses ki energy to form weapons for use in battle. Many things can be made such as swords, spears, and even guns. Though such a style is definitely quite useful, training to use it is rather unique as some of the first steps actually have you dream about the weapons you make first before you can use them. Also, for some inherent reason, the energy in which is released to make the ki weapons temporarily turn the ki energy into shades of green or purple.

Rp Sample: Jack had ran into some trouble that day, apparently his exploits back in the states had turned themselves into viral rumors. And now there he stood in front of the main building, surrounded by common thugs wanting to test their mettle against the young swordsman.

Normally, Jack would resort to his normal katana strapped to his waist...but today, the thugs weren't the only ones wishing to test their power. Jack had just reached the final stage of Kinetic Weaponry just last night, and today, he was going to witness the fruits of his success.

They decided to attack all at once. Some wielded nothing but their own fists while some wielded bats and knives, it wouldn't have mattered, for Jack wielded the Ultimate Weapon. Slamming his hand against his own chest, Jack made a clasping motion with his hand, and with it, a dark, eery purple light shone from what seemed to be Jacks own heart. With a crazed and demented smile, Jack pulled out a 7ft long, 2 feet in length razor edged katana made entirely out of a dark purple ki energy, and once the first person got close enough, the slaughter began.

Jack, though crazy when getting his hands on a blade, was no murderer, so he did the only reasonable thing to do with people who think they can push him around...he amputated their limbs. Jack swung with such speed and smoothness, it took sometimes a minute for the assailants to realize that they were missing a foot, a hand, or even an entire arm. What seemed to be an easy fight turned into a slaughter, what seemed to be a simple nerd with a sword turned out to be a nightmarish monster.

Some of the attackers Jack noticed, had gotten organized, trying to take him down in large teams, and whether it be Jacks mistake or just plain toying with them, some of them got through and managed to tackle him to the ground. Cursing himself for his carelessness, his focus was redirected to the people on top of and wailing upon his backside...Jack remedied that very quickly by using a technique called Sudden Summon. All of a sudden, large blades of purple ki sprouted out from his back like a porcupine, impaling the men..but not killing them, he made sure only to impale them through the non vital organs. And then he heard gunshots...

Turning his head he realized some of the thugs started using guns from afar. They thought they if they didn't get near him and attacked from afar, they would have a better chance at killing him. The fools, Kinetic Weaponry isn't just about close range carnage, long range weapons have their place in the style as well. Putting the hilt of the ultimate weapon in his mouth, with both hands free, Jack created two fully working .45 Colt Pistols, one in each hand, and with as much as skill as he demonstrated in close range combat, he proved his mettle with ranged weapons in those few second as he threw one of the guns up in the air, and with the free hand, he made bullets, and as soon as the gun landed back in his hand, he managed to load the bullets with almost inhuman quickness...definitely a product of Gene X's biological power. He then repeated the same action again with his other hand and as soon as both guns were loaded, he let loose the bullets upon his enemies, taking out there hands were unusual precision.

While all this was happening however, the closed ranged combatants were taking advantage of Jacks focus and came at him from all sides. With both hands full, and his sword in his mouth, it was almost certain that the assailants had him, so Jack did the most logical move. It was something he hadn't done before, but he might as well try. As all the fists, and knives, and bats came down upon him, Jack used the technique Invulnerability. A technique that pushes Jack into the dreamscape for a very brief second. Before everyone knew it, for some reason, there attacks flew right through him like a ghost of some sort..and before they knew it, Jack materialized back again and used Sudden Summon to turn himself back into a porcupine, impaling his attackers.

The assault was almost over, only a few attackers remained. For Jack, it was just a matter of cleaning up the scraps. Some came at him, other tried to escape. Whoever it was, Jack made sure they on the ground moaning and bleeding. And then one was left, the one Jack was sure that he was the one that orchestrated the attack. Jack had to hand it to him, he had guts, for he came running in, screaming at the top of his lungs, a sword raised high above his head. Though despite the bravery, Jack needed to teach this one a lesson about messing with him, and to do that, he would inflict what he considered the ultimate punishment. Instead of cutting him down, when he got close enough, Jack touched him and sent him into the DreamScape.

The enviroment was a hollowed out volcanoe with Jack sitting down on one of the rocks, overlooking the lava. Below and literally right in front of him was the leader of the thugs....hanging on the edge of the cliff grasping at whatever he get ahold of to keep him from falling into the lava. "Please help me", the man cried, and Jacks response was to cut off his hands, so he did so...and thus the man began his descent into the lava...but before he could touch the lava...Jack left the DreamScape , throwing the man back into reality as well...sprawling on the floor sobbing softly in a pool of blood.

After all was said and done, Jack looked around the field of battle as blood soaked the grass. "Man...you type of people sure are idiots. When will you learn that I don't being bothered....Come at me again and you will all lose another limb". With that said, Jack dispelled his Ultimate Weapon and headed back into the school building whistling a merry tune.

jwalker: Approved, but you should know that the style can only create one or two bullets of ammo at a time. They can't just wish a whole clip of them. So wielding any gun besides a revolver is very time-consuming and pretty abysmal as far as usability in battle.

Rpc Name: Li Zhen
Level: 1
Style applied for: Four Winds
What you know about the style: Well, I made it so I know a great deal. The fighter uses the style by fusing their own Ki into the air around them to control and manipulate air currents. As expected, this control starts off small and grows over time, eventually coming to a point where the fighter can even create small tornadoes around parts of their body. Its a very good style to have for any all-around or long-range fighter.
Rp Sample: Will make if required, but I know how to use it properly and fairly.

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Rpc Name: Shauna Olivia Brooks
Level: 1
Style applied for: Hells Grasp
What you know about the style: this style is based off the person inner fire, usually the persons willpower or spirit. It can be drawn out and focused to become fire in reality through meditation while staring into fire. The fire that is manifested does not harm the user, and is progressively easier to control as one advances through the style
Rp Sample:
Shauna stared at the boy. How dare he? This boy she had never met read her for who she is, and then dare to insult her for it?

"Come on girly boy, come at me." he taunted, flexing his arms. "People like you don't belong here"

Shauna lost it. Wth a feral cry she rushed the boy, dipping low and punching him in the gut, focusing the flames around her fist. He doubled over, and she noted with some satisfaction that she had burned a hole in his shirt as she sprang lithely back.

The boy was incensed at being hurt by a girly man, and sprang on top of her. She took a few blows to the face, and grimaced at the pain. She squirmed back and forth, building up enough momentum for her to flip them, putting her on top. She punched him in the same spot she had hit him before with her burning fist, and sprang back as he lay there stunned.

She stomped the ground, unleashing a ring of fire that burned him where he lay. He wouldnt be dead, but the skin of his back would be flayed, and he wouldn't be able to move from there without considerable help. She stood over him and smirked.

"Thats how girly boys do it, a*****e"

Rpc Name: Ignis
Level: 1
Style applied for: Hell's Grasp

What you know about the style: Well, for one it uses fire. *Derp* Secondly, people train in this by surrounding themselves with fire, and look into the flames meditating on them to help them visualize their ki core and have them focus use various emotions to achieve the same result. People can do stuff like punch with fire, shoot fire beams, the works. And of course its weak to water..such as the Blue Crush.

Rp Sample: It was Ignis verses a large man with a greatsword, and as per tradition, she made the first move being as aggressive as humanely possible. Fueling off her rage, Ignis initiated her first attack as soon as she got close. Gathering fire up in her fist, her soft hands connected with the large man, and before he knew it, he went flying with a resounding explosion as fire burst out from her first. This was the Exploding Fist technique. Ignis wasn''t done yet though, she was only done when the enemy was destroyed. As the man was recovering, Ignis formed a large ball of fire in her hands, and pitched it at the man like a pitcher would at a baseball game. The fireball sped through the air and hit the man head on, knocking him backwards even more. This was the Meterorite Technique. Still, Ignis would not give up her relentless assault.

Even now the man was spent, almost unable to get up, though Ignis would show no mercy. It was a trick though, the man was only faking weakness, so when Ignis got close enough, he swung his mighty sword. Taken off guard, Ignis had no choice but to go on the defensive. All of a sudden, her body burst into flames as she wore fire like a suit of armor. Crossing his arms, putting them up as a shield, Ignis took the full brunt of the attack and was knocked back through the air, though relatively unharmed. This was called Inflamed Armor. Enough was enough, Ignis would finish this. Landing on her feet she prepared one of her best attacks. It would be overkill but it was something she was known to do. Focusing as much ki as she could all at once in her hands, she put one hand behind her back and the other one in front. The back hand started to be set aflame as the front hand shot out a very very very wide attack beam made of pure fire, disintegrating her opponent. This was her ultimate move, known as Nova.

((A bit short but gets the job done I think))

Rpc Name: Ami Kusanagi
Level:
Style applied for: Hell's Grasp
What you know about the style: It's fire power. Basic idea very simple it uses inner fire or will to fight or live or whathaveyou to power the fire and make it become an outward blazing inferno! oh, and fire is hot.
Rp Sample:

"Ouch hot!" Ami runs about a field of grass her entire hand on fire. She has yet to learn to turn off the style completely most likely due to her unstable nature. A smile widens on her face as she stares at the fire as it burns her own hand, she bites her lower lip as she starts to breath hard. "mmm hot." She says looking into the fire with crazed pink eyes shimmering in the orange light. The night reveals nothing for there is no moon on this night and this grass field resembles more or less an astral plain. All that exists above a plethora of stars and unknown plasma of the galaxy in full view of no light. This non revealing state also dumbs Ami's sense around her, and what is around her and surrounding her at the moment is danger. Wild animals, men, whatever they may be they are quiet and waiting for just the right moment to strike at the single light in the field--Ami. Without further warning a rustling in the bushes can be heard, turning Ami's attention to the sound. From that point a wild cat jumps out of the bushes behind her and goes for her neck. The cougar makes a loud lets out it's roar as Ami reels around on her heel back handing the Cougar with her fist still aflame. The cat stuggles with the flames as an arrow pierces through Ami's leg. "What the hell?!"

A second arrow pierces Ami's other leg. "Hey you ******** get out here and fight like a real women!" She yells cracking the arrows back end off and sliding the whole thing through her leg to thus avoid the tip ripping her flesh on the way back out. A third arrow rushes through the air and Ami knew this one wasn't coming for her legs. She swats the arrow in mid air catching it through her hand, she rushes the spot where the arrow came from gaining a good visual by catching the arrow. The cougar recovering from the flames upon its face rushes after her. Arrow after arrow whizzes by Ami as the shooter is now rushing his shots and making mistakes in accuracy. Some knick her and kick up blood, but worst of all is the loud squeel from a cat. His cat having gained distance on Ami was about to pounce her back when an arrow faithfully pierced Ami's shoulder and the cat right through the mouth. This sound stops all arrows. Disattaching the dead animal from her back Ami is about to bleed out in this state. She makes a last charge and envelops her leg in fire. "You wanna kill me that bad, well bring it!" She jumps in the air fire streaking behind her. With a mighty thrust of her leg and turn of her hips she roundhouses the guy in the face with a flaming kick. Landing on stomach. He lets out his last breath as the fire from Ami's foot reveals tears streaking down his eyes. Still sad about killing his pet, Ami shakes her head "Your the fool who put him in danger! your the fool who will die to try and steal from others aren't you!" Lena walks away from the man keeping her feet ignited she lights up all the grassy field around the man as he lay there accepting his fate.

Rpc Name: Hayate Ayasaki
Level: 1
Style applied for: Four Winds
What you know about the style: The Four Winds style lets the user control air (like the airbenders in Avatar). The basics (level 1 skills) are mostly just using the wind and sending small bursts of currents towards a certain direction. It can be used in combat effectively if you have an object that can be propelled at the opponent. The other skills can be used to evade attacks or escape from an enemy that you are too weak to fight against. The best tactic to accompany this skill would be a hit and run tactic.
Rp Sample: "This is great!" Hayate said as he sent a current of air towards a tree that was covered in leaves as the leaves were lifted up, but not off the tree. "Who would have thought that you could get such amazing powers from a measly extra gene?!" Hayate asked himself as he continued to screw around with his level one skills and began blasting bursts of energy until he accidentally hit a bear that was asleep. "...Uh hi?" Hayate asked as the bear growled at Hayate, thinking that he was a threat and invading the bear's territory. The bear then got up and slowly approached Hayate. Cautiously yet had it's guard up and was preparing to attack.
"Hold on, I'll leave right now! I won't come back I promise," Hayate said as he slowly took steps back, not wanting to fight against the bear. Speaking English to it wasn't doing anything though since when could bears understand English? Maybe certain commands like a dog, but that was it.
The bear suddenly rushed at him and Hayate began to run. "Why does this happen to me?!" Hayate asked as he began to sprint. He had forgotten about his powers and just kept on running. He didn't want to become bear food after all.
Soon the bear stopped, turned around and decided to head back. On the other hand, Hayate kept on running. He still thought the bear was chasing him until he decided to pay attention which was a couple minutes later after the bear left. "Safe!!!" Hayate shouted in his head as if it was a baseball game. He then looked up to find an elaborate castle towering before him. "Is this supposed to be a horror video game or something?" Hayate asked himself as he looked around. The whole setting had changed. It went from happy go lucky, green, birds chirping everywhere woods to dead tree everywhere and your going to get eaten by some gigantic monster that you could never eat type of woods.