Name of Weapon/Armor: Pierce Description: Exodus- Originally is 8” long, curved dagger with a “core” that looks like a gem filled with green flames. Rank: Is always the same rank as its Anima (Currently C Rank)
Passives:
Exodus Sensory Location ~Passive The Exodus has consumed enough souls to have developed an awareness of where it is in relation to its particular Anima. If they are separated this is useful in helping the Anima retrieve the Exodus. Rank C: 20’ radius Rank A: Thread Rank S: Nation Rank SS: Anywhere
Dual Blades ~Passive Rank: D The Exodus can shift into two blades instead of only one. It can become two identical blades or it can become two blades of differing length. The length abilities would grow along with rank.
Skills:
Sword Form Rank: D The Exodus can become a large sword.
Gun Form Rank: B The Exodus can become a pistol.
Knife Toss Rank: C- SSS The Anima can throw the Exodus with varying amounts of precision. The damage matches the rank. Does an extra rank of damage if unnoticed by the opponent or within close range.
Slingshot Weapon Rank: B The Exodus tethers itself to the Anima using a thin portion of itself. It can then be thrown at an opponent this way the blade(s) can be also be pulled back to the Anima without the Anima retrieving it. If the blade(s) hits anyone on the way back to the Anima it does A rank damage as a strike to the opponent’s back. ~1 Post Cool Down
The Healing Pain Rank: C- SSS The Exodus can help heal the Anima if coated with his/ her blood. At higher levels it can help heal other Animas if coated in both Animas’ blood. This skill can only heal battle style wounds. It will not affect illness or poisons that are higher rank. Rank C- B ~ 4 Post Cool Down Rank A- S ~ 5 Post Cool Down SS- SSS ~ 7 Post Cool Down
Hiding Rank: D In rare instances of extreme danger/ persecution that an Anima can’t handle the Exodus can purge its form and dissolve into only it’s core. This small gem can then be easily hidden anywhere on the Anima or even within the skin. It remains visible if one is searching for it, even through skin. ~ Takes 2 posts to regenerate the Exodus into a weapon form.
The Martyrdom Merge Rank: C – SSS Two Parts
Part 1: If an Anima is fighting life threatening wounds and suspects they will die in the current fight or battle the exodus can send out a call or plea to any other Anima's within range asking for aid. Life threatening wounds include: Irreparable damage to 2 or more organs, incurable poison, Loss of 2 litres of blood or more, or any attack that brings the anima to 25% or less HP. Rank C- B: The call spans 1 nation Rank S- SSS: The call spans the planet Rank A- S: The call spans 2 nations
Part 2: If another Anima arrives to answer the call and is willing to help I would give them Pierce, who would act as their own Exodus (at MY current rank) for a short time. This gives them the use of two Exodi for a limited amount of posts to use as they see fit, unless I die during that span of time.
Farah was at her wits end and decided that this man, despite being only a pitiful human deserved what was coming to him. "Run Forest Run hahahaha". Pierce was enjoying my frustration as the idiotic human sprinted away in a dead run with my cloak and money purse.
"Shut up Pierce!" I muttered as I Finally took off after the thief and quickly caught him, pinning him against a nearby tree. Within moments Pierce had shifted into Dual blades. Becoming twin daggers with a gem that appeared to be filled with green flames in the hilt of the left blade. One of which was at his neck while the other was at his thigh.
As I watched the blubbering man pleading for his life I was struggling against the almost insurmountable urge to fight and kill. I took back my cloak and money, then knocked him unconscious with a punch to the head which wasn't very nice, but on the bright side... I didn't kill him.
Approved.
Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2013 4:59 pm
RPC Name: Fia Nakamura RPC Profile Link: Linky Your Lab Link: Same linky (basically) RPC Rank: Trainee RPC Bloodline: Kakurenbo RPC Class: Dark Avenger RPC Element: Earth
Number One [No. 1]
Name of Weapon/Armor: Precious Description: Precious is a unique blade of sorts suitable for an assassin in the dark. In short, it is a capable of switching between dagger, short sword and a full fledged sword with a simple piston and folding mechanism. Precious is made out of a bronze material complete with iron plating with leather wrapping around the hilt itself. When the weapon is not in use, the user can have the weapon in a retracted form, looking like a simple blade-less hilt. (Think like a lightsaber) The blade can extend out to a decent six inches with a triangular blade that's wide in girth. Through another trigger of the weapon's mechanism, the weapon extends further and becomes a foot and a half and becomes more narrow in the process. The final extension measures up to two feet and four inches and becomes much more narrow like that of an actual sword. This makes the weapon prone to breaking yet it has been reinforced with steel plating to ensure it can withstand for long as possible. Other than Precious' unorthodox mechanics, the weapon contains no supernatural abilities. Rank: - - - - Passives: Extension Modes: Hilt -> Dagger -> Shortsword -> Sword Skills: - - -
Skill Name Rank Description Rp Sample:
Sharp sounds of metal on metal rang through the plains as a young woman with dark blue hair and a man in iron armor crossed blades with each other again and again on a deserted road. CLANG! The man’s simple iron sword connected with a rock wall that dotted the road for miles instead of the acrobatic masked lady he had just missed. Landing lightly on the wall Fia kicked out at the man’s head only to have him back away. She needed to gain a but of room to think the situation through if she were to end this fight quickly. Fia’s own sword was considerably smaller than the warriors sword was. In fact her weapon could hardly be called a sword. It was more like a dagger at the moment.
“If you think I’m letting you through Assassin you have the wrong idea!” Fia frowned at the man darkly. She wasn’t about to argue that she was in theory an assassin, but he wasn’t the one she was supposed to kill. In fact he was just a noble warrior with a since of justice and a rather thick skull. She had already told the human that it was none of her concern, but apparently he did not listen very well. “I will not say it again. Out of my way. You are not my target.” she warned him with her dagger pointed at the warrior. While she didn’t care if the man wanted to try to kill her Fia was in a bit of a hurry. She had to get back to her older brother and younger sister quickly if there was any hope of not sleeping out in the cold again for another night.
While the sun was directly overhead there was a chill in the air. Occasionally Fia could even see her hazy breath if the sun was blocked by a cloud or simply passed under a tree where it was even colder in the shade. Fia hated the cold and anything to do with it. Sleeping out in the cold was the worst, even if there was a campfire. To solve the problem and hopefully get enough money to spend the night at a local inn, Fia had overheard of a group of bandits that had holed themselves up in an abandoned estate island that was rumored to have treasure in it not to far away. Now all that stood in her way was a thick skulled warrior who couldn’t take a hint.
The knight lunged foreword with a horizontal slash, but missed Fia once again. The foxy lady jumped over the knight and flipped in midair once before landing lightly on her feet and pressing a button on the hilt of her blade. Swinging her blade to catch the knight on the side it grew to about a foot and a half in length before the knight blocked it with his own full sized sword. “What the-!” The knight cut his own sentence off as he stepped backwards away from the strange sword. Fia twirled around, while pressing the button a second time, on her left foot while bringing Precious downward at an angel, just barely missing the knight’s head. A few strays fell victim to the blade which was now the exact same length as the iron sword that the knight held in his hands.
Stepping backwards once again the knight just stared at the masked assassin in disbelief. “I told you to move out of my way.” the woman said calmly.
Number Two [No. 2]
Name of Weapon/Armor: Hidden Blade (aka Mr. Stabby) Description: A single unorthodox weapon seen used by some renown assassins, notably as a custom of some groups and organizations. For Fia's case, this weapon is very much alike these weapons. Designed for stealth and discreet assassinations, this is the tool for the job. Fashioned into a vambrace, a piece of armor, a mechanism rests on the inside of the forearm that contains a weapon. Through a minor surge of energy, the blade will jut out of it's housing to an adjustable length of anywhere between four inches to seven inches to fight with. Not suitable for blocking with the actual blade itself, the reinforced vambrace serves as the defensive part of the weapon. Rank: C Passives: To extend/Retract - E Rank energy is used. Skills: ----
Rp Sample: Combination of Mr. Stabby and the X-death
From the top of a bell tower stood a cloaked and masked figure of a small lady watch a scene unfold below in the town’s center. While she went unnoticed by everyone below, Fia could see everything from behind her white mask. A man was being held accountable for stealing something of value from the hoity-toity noble of the town. Fia didn’t understand why people couldn’t figure out how to steal things without being seen or how to evade arrest for that matter. ’I need to kill some time anyways.’ It looked like she would have to teach the condemned thief a lesson or two. Behind her the large bell started to toll thirteen times. Indicating that it was one in the afternoon. As the bell tolled a few onlookers glanced up at the bell, but missed the shadow hopping down the opposite side of the tower.
Safely on the ground Fia made her way through the crowd as a noose was placed around the thief’s neck. The noble was leaving the site with a guard while the other guard stayed behind to make sure the thief wasn’t about to run. Bending down, but not stopping her advance, Fia picked up a stone brick and pushed a person away from her line of vision. The man stumbled into others and everything seemed to move in slow motion from there. Fia shouted “Hey!” to gain the surprised guard’s and hang man’s attention. The hangman didn’t see anything but a brick flying out of the stunned crowd and hit him square between the eyes. The hangman hit the ground with a thud and Fia was bolting up the wooden steps just as the guard was drawing his sword. Hopping high enough into the air she planted her feet on the guard’s chest and forced him to fall over while grabbing the man by the neck with her left hand.
A small metal sound was heard by the guard, however, he hit the ground dead as a needle like blade pierced through his neck and severed a vital artery. Not stopping her movement she stood up and walked over to the shocked thief and got the ropes off the man as the crowds were fleeing in terror. “Don’t get caught next time.” she warned and looked over her shoulder as more guards started to come towards the gallows. The man she rescued didn’t need to be told twice. He was gone with the wind before the guards were half way to them. Fia just smirked and hopped off the other side and ran down the streets while dodging confused and frightened pedestrians.
Ducking and dodging people was a hassle as she rounded a corner at top speed. And arrow flew past her head as she did, but her eyes were on something else. The noble was right in front of her, about a hundred feet away, and standing right in front of a stall that sold nothing but rum and alcohol. Her smirk didn’t leave her face as she noticed this, in fact it almost became a grin as she skidded to a halt. Bringing her right hand out of her cloak Fia held her rather clunky looking pistol at arms length. The noble did nothing but stare down the street in confusion as people ran in all directions, aside from his direction, and the guards rounded the corner. Fia pulled the trigger of her lovely X-Death pistol and the bullet found it’s target. A big ol’ barrel of a highly flammable drink people called rum that was right in arms reach of the noble.
One shot was all it took to create a very large explosion in the market place. The force of the explosion sent even Fia stumbling backwards. Luckily it also stumbled everyone else and she took the chance to duck down a back alleyway and successfully escaped.
Number three [No. 3]
Name of Weapon/Armor: Hawk Rifle Description: An assassin's dream of a rifle. The Hawk Rifle is a well designed piece of work with one thing in mind, kill and do it well for an assassin. The Hawk Rifle is designed so that it can be dissembled into three basic parts with relative ease to cut down on size, making it easy to conceal; the parts being: The stock, center main body and then the forward stock and barrel. The rifle is equipped with a few things to ensure ease for when on the field. First and foremost would be the scope using a magnifying system to magnify up to 5x the distance, making it easy to pull off a sniping. On the forward grip of the weapon where it is held by the offhand lies a mechanism similar to that of Fia's hidden blade. By flipping a switch, a six to ten inch bayonet like blade juts out and can be used as a makeshift spear. The blade itself has been reinforced to ensure it doesn't break as easily when used in open combat against an opponent. The rifle itself has a collapsible buttstock along with the ability for the forward portion of the rifle to retract to act as a carbine in addition to allow more agile use of the bayonet. In terms of firing, the weapon itself is loud yet can be outfitted with a flash supresser to at least eliminate the flash the muzzle will produce. For compensation of sound, Fia's Kakurenbo illusions can take care of that easily. It has a semi-automatic firing mode with a clip of five small caliber rounds in each, yet the rifle can be single shot as well by manually using the bolt action near the buttstock of the rifle. When loading, the user must slap in the magazine through the bottom and rack back the feed bolt on its side. The caliber of which this fires is 30-30. Rank: C Passives: ---- Skills: ---- Rp Sample:
Crouched down as she walked through the hidden, dark, and dusty attic crawl space Fia made her way to the very end of the passage way to a stone wall. There was a small hole in the wall where a light was shinning through. The light coming through the hole was mostly candle light, but from some of the shadows playing in the room she could tell there was at least one window in the room. Pulling her mask to the side of her head she put her eyes close to the hole to see into the room beyond wall. Inside the other room Fia could make out quite a few people in the dim light of the candles that were burning. She couldn’t make out what kind of person she was dealing with bloodline wise, but what she could see was her target.
There was a table on the exact opposite side of the room from her current location. On the table was a rather fancy and kind of small, black iron cage with a small fae sitting in it. Capturing fae was one of things that none spoke about even if they what was going on for fear of being killed. While Fia was a Voidsworn as a Dark Avenger there were certain things she would do if the prize was right. Even helping one of these glorified fire-flies was something she would do. Fia blinked and slowly backed away from the hole she was peering out of as the people who had caught the little bugger were leaving the room.
Fia waited for just a minute as she listened to doors closing and footsteps retreating from the room. When all was quite she could finally hear the fae start to struggle against the iron bars that was keeping her in the cage. Running her right hand against the wall, Fia searched for the hidden latch that was supposed to be there. Finding the small raised button was no easy task. It was about the size of a small coin and hidden in the most annoying spot ever. It was placed all the way in the corner almost outside of arms reach of someone who was crouched down. However, she was able to push the button and stepped back into the shadows while replacing her mask to cover her face.
The clanking sound coming from the caged fairy stopped as soon as the wall started to swing open enough for a person to squeeze through the opening. Fia stuck her head out of the opening and held up a finger to her lips as a warning for silence. The fairy hovered in its cage and stopped making a racket. Inching fully out of the crawl space Fia stood up straight and dusted her clothes off before walking across the attic room. Fia was almost to the table and started to outstretch her hands to grab the little cage when a clicking sound reached her ears and the wooden plank she had stepped on sank about an inch into the floor. ‘A trap!?’ the hidden door she had come in through swung shut loudly behind her. “Tch.” Fia grabbed the cage off the table as footsteps started climbing the stairs.
Fia quickly attached the cage with the frightened fairy in it to the back of her belt, so that it was under her cloak and not in much danger of the fairy getting harmed. Reaching for the large rifle on her back, after making sure the fairy was secure, Fia braced herself for the small army that was coming up the stairs. As soon as the door burst open with a great amount of force behind it, Fia flipped the switch on the Hawk Rifle and a large blade slid out to the end of the weapon. Now wielding a spear like gun Fia stared at the angry humans as they shouted at her in the basic language. While she knew what they were saying she didn’t answer.
There was a moment of silence before Fia turned tail and bolted out the window on the opposite side of the attic. Four humans versus one fox was not something she wanted to do in a confined space like that. Putting her arms up she crashed through the window and rolled onto the ground twenty feet below. Fia could hear the fairy yelling and shouting at her for doing something so stupid, but she ignored it. She turned around and looked up at the broken window with her rifle at her shoulder and her eyes looking through the scope. Two of the idiots leaning out the window with swords almost regretted making that decision. Almost, because after two ear splitting shots from her rifle the dropped to her feet dead.
Lowering her rifle Fia looked around too see a small army was coming at her from both sides of the building. Most of them had swords and some carried spears or lances. They all charged Fia at the same time. Bringing her Hawk Rifle back up, she walked backwards quickly while firing the rifle and killing the first wave with the single firing rounds. A few men circled around her within a few feet, but that was a dangers move. Fia’s darling, the Hawk Rifle, could be handled at such close range. Holding the gun with one hand on the trigger, Fia twirled on the spot and held the trigger down as she spun. The Hawk Rifle’s semi-automatic firing mode caught the closer fighters by surprise. The people who were just out of range skidded to a halt and waited. “I shall take my leave now~!” Fia said coming to a stop with her twirl in a low bow. With her twirl over, her cloak still whipped around her body like someone was tugging on one end and pulling it all the way around her. As soon as the cloak made one wrap around her body she was gone in the blink of an eye.
Number Four [No. 4]
Name of Weapon/Armor: X-Death Description: X-Death is a customized semi-automatic pistol designed for as a side arm weapon. Crafted for one thing and one thing only, speed. While bulky, this gun doesn't have the range like her rifle or the punch of her shadowmancing skills but has the compact size to attack with speed and precision should traditional methods fail her. Designed as a traditional revolver save for it's bulky design. Instead of a normal 6 chamber revolver, the cylinder holds 8 shots in stead of the normal six, prompting it to have a longer fire rate. Outfitted with a 2x scope on top, the simple aiming device can be detached when needed but supplies the user additional accuracy. When reloading, the pistol itself is designed to be quick and efficient in that department as the "reel" or cylinder will actually eject with a flip of a switch on the gun very much like a magazine catch, This allows for a new cylinder to be slapped in and ready to fire once again. In addition to the fast reloading rate, the gun is an assassin's dream as it has a built in suppressor that eliminates most of the noise when fired. Every bit of the gun is hand crafted as well to avoid much mechanical noise as well such as a click of the cylinder or the inner workings of X-Death. Vented out on the sides this is made for the gun to drastically cut down on recoil as well, prompting it easily to handle higher rates of fire. Rank: C-Rank Passives: ---- Skills: ----
Skill Name Rank Description Rp Sample: Combined it with Mr. Stabby's sample c_c hope that's okay.
RPC Name: Fia Nakamura RPC Profile Link: Linky Your Lab Link: Same linky (basically) RPC Rank: Trainee RPC Bloodline: Kakurenbo RPC Class: Dark Avenger RPC Element: Earth
Number One [No. 1]
Name of Weapon/Armor: Precious Description: Precious is a unique blade of sorts suitable for an assassin in the dark. In short, it is a capable of switching between dagger, short sword and a full fledged sword with a simple piston and folding mechanism. Precious is made out of a bronze material complete with iron plating with leather wrapping around the hilt itself. When the weapon is not in use, the user can have the weapon in a retracted form, looking like a simple blade-less hilt. (Think like a lightsaber) The blade can extend out to a decent six inches with a triangular blade that's wide in girth. Through another trigger of the weapon's mechanism, the weapon extends further and becomes a foot and a half and becomes more narrow in the process. The final extension measures up to two feet and four inches and becomes much more narrow like that of an actual sword. This makes the weapon prone to breaking yet it has been reinforced with steel plating to ensure it can withstand for long as possible. Other than Precious' unorthodox mechanics, the weapon contains no supernatural abilities. Rank: - - - - Passives: Extension Modes: Hilt -> Dagger -> Shortsword -> Sword Skills: - - -
Skill Name Rank Description Rp Sample:
Sharp sounds of metal on metal rang through the plains as a young woman with dark blue hair and a man in iron armor crossed blades with each other again and again on a deserted road. CLANG! The man’s simple iron sword connected with a rock wall that dotted the road for miles instead of the acrobatic masked lady he had just missed. Landing lightly on the wall Fia kicked out at the man’s head only to have him back away. She needed to gain a but of room to think the situation through if she were to end this fight quickly. Fia’s own sword was considerably smaller than the warriors sword was. In fact her weapon could hardly be called a sword. It was more like a dagger at the moment.
“If you think I’m letting you through Assassin you have the wrong idea!” Fia frowned at the man darkly. She wasn’t about to argue that she was in theory an assassin, but he wasn’t the one she was supposed to kill. In fact he was just a noble warrior with a since of justice and a rather thick skull. She had already told the human that it was none of her concern, but apparently he did not listen very well. “I will not say it again. Out of my way. You are not my target.” she warned him with her dagger pointed at the warrior. While she didn’t care if the man wanted to try to kill her Fia was in a bit of a hurry. She had to get back to her older brother and younger sister quickly if there was any hope of not sleeping out in the cold again for another night.
While the sun was directly overhead there was a chill in the air. Occasionally Fia could even see her hazy breath if the sun was blocked by a cloud or simply passed under a tree where it was even colder in the shade. Fia hated the cold and anything to do with it. Sleeping out in the cold was the worst, even if there was a campfire. To solve the problem and hopefully get enough money to spend the night at a local inn, Fia had overheard of a group of bandits that had holed themselves up in an abandoned estate island that was rumored to have treasure in it not to far away. Now all that stood in her way was a thick skulled warrior who couldn’t take a hint.
The knight lunged foreword with a horizontal slash, but missed Fia once again. The foxy lady jumped over the knight and flipped in midair once before landing lightly on her feet and pressing a button on the hilt of her blade. Swinging her blade to catch the knight on the side it grew to about a foot and a half in length before the knight blocked it with his own full sized sword. “What the-!” The knight cut his own sentence off as he stepped backwards away from the strange sword. Fia twirled around, while pressing the button a second time, on her left foot while bringing Precious downward at an angel, just barely missing the knight’s head. A few strays fell victim to the blade which was now the exact same length as the iron sword that the knight held in his hands.
Stepping backwards once again the knight just stared at the masked assassin in disbelief. “I told you to move out of my way.” the woman said calmly.
Number Two [No. 2]
Name of Weapon/Armor: Hidden Blade (aka Mr. Stabby) Description: A single unorthodox weapon seen used by some renown assassins, notably as a custom of some groups and organizations. For Fia's case, this weapon is very much alike these weapons. Designed for stealth and discreet assassinations, this is the tool for the job. Fashioned into a vambrace, a piece of armor, a mechanism rests on the inside of the forearm that contains a weapon. Through a minor surge of energy, the blade will jut out of it's housing to an adjustable length of anywhere between four inches to seven inches to fight with. Not suitable for blocking with the actual blade itself, the reinforced vambrace serves as the defensive part of the weapon. Rank: C Passives: To extend/Retract - E Rank energy is used. Skills: ----
Rp Sample: Combination of Mr. Stabby and the X-death
From the top of a bell tower stood a cloaked and masked figure of a small lady watch a scene unfold below in the town’s center. While she went unnoticed by everyone below, Fia could see everything from behind her white mask. A man was being held accountable for stealing something of value from the hoity-toity noble of the town. Fia didn’t understand why people couldn’t figure out how to steal things without being seen or how to evade arrest for that matter. ’I need to kill some time anyways.’ It looked like she would have to teach the condemned thief a lesson or two. Behind her the large bell started to toll thirteen times. Indicating that it was one in the afternoon. As the bell tolled a few onlookers glanced up at the bell, but missed the shadow hopping down the opposite side of the tower.
Safely on the ground Fia made her way through the crowd as a noose was placed around the thief’s neck. The noble was leaving the site with a guard while the other guard stayed behind to make sure the thief wasn’t about to run. Bending down, but not stopping her advance, Fia picked up a stone brick and pushed a person away from her line of vision. The man stumbled into others and everything seemed to move in slow motion from there. Fia shouted “Hey!” to gain the surprised guard’s and hang man’s attention. The hangman didn’t see anything but a brick flying out of the stunned crowd and hit him square between the eyes. The hangman hit the ground with a thud and Fia was bolting up the wooden steps just as the guard was drawing his sword. Hopping high enough into the air she planted her feet on the guard’s chest and forced him to fall over while grabbing the man by the neck with her left hand.
A small metal sound was heard by the guard, however, he hit the ground dead as a needle like blade pierced through his neck and severed a vital artery. Not stopping her movement she stood up and walked over to the shocked thief and got the ropes off the man as the crowds were fleeing in terror. “Don’t get caught next time.” she warned and looked over her shoulder as more guards started to come towards the gallows. The man she rescued didn’t need to be told twice. He was gone with the wind before the guards were half way to them. Fia just smirked and hopped off the other side and ran down the streets while dodging confused and frightened pedestrians.
Ducking and dodging people was a hassle as she rounded a corner at top speed. And arrow flew past her head as she did, but her eyes were on something else. The noble was right in front of her, about a hundred feet away, and standing right in front of a stall that sold nothing but rum and alcohol. Her smirk didn’t leave her face as she noticed this, in fact it almost became a grin as she skidded to a halt. Bringing her right hand out of her cloak Fia held her rather clunky looking pistol at arms length. The noble did nothing but stare down the street in confusion as people ran in all directions, aside from his direction, and the guards rounded the corner. Fia pulled the trigger of her lovely X-Death pistol and the bullet found it’s target. A big ol’ barrel of a highly flammable drink people called rum that was right in arms reach of the noble.
One shot was all it took to create a very large explosion in the market place. The force of the explosion sent even Fia stumbling backwards. Luckily it also stumbled everyone else and she took the chance to duck down a back alleyway and successfully escaped.
Number three [No. 3]
Name of Weapon/Armor: Hawk Rifle Description: An assassin's dream of a rifle. The Hawk Rifle is a well designed piece of work with one thing in mind, kill and do it well for an assassin. The Hawk Rifle is designed so that it can be dissembled into three basic parts with relative ease to cut down on size, making it easy to conceal; the parts being: The stock, center main body and then the forward stock and barrel. The rifle is equipped with a few things to ensure ease for when on the field. First and foremost would be the scope using a magnifying system to magnify up to 5x the distance, making it easy to pull off a sniping. On the forward grip of the weapon where it is held by the offhand lies a mechanism similar to that of Fia's hidden blade. By flipping a switch, a six to ten inch bayonet like blade juts out and can be used as a makeshift spear. The blade itself has been reinforced to ensure it doesn't break as easily when used in open combat against an opponent. The rifle itself has a collapsible buttstock along with the ability for the forward portion of the rifle to retract to act as a carbine in addition to allow more agile use of the bayonet. In terms of firing, the weapon itself is loud yet can be outfitted with a flash supresser to at least eliminate the flash the muzzle will produce. For compensation of sound, Fia's Kakurenbo illusions can take care of that easily. It has a semi-automatic firing mode with a clip of five small caliber rounds in each, yet the rifle can be single shot as well by manually using the bolt action near the buttstock of the rifle. When loading, the user must slap in the magazine through the bottom and rack back the feed bolt on its side. The caliber of which this fires is 30-30. Rank: C Passives: ---- Skills: ---- Rp Sample:
Crouched down as she walked through the hidden, dark, and dusty attic crawl space Fia made her way to the very end of the passage way to a stone wall. There was a small hole in the wall where a light was shinning through. The light coming through the hole was mostly candle light, but from some of the shadows playing in the room she could tell there was at least one window in the room. Pulling her mask to the side of her head she put her eyes close to the hole to see into the room beyond wall. Inside the other room Fia could make out quite a few people in the dim light of the candles that were burning. She couldn’t make out what kind of person she was dealing with bloodline wise, but what she could see was her target.
There was a table on the exact opposite side of the room from her current location. On the table was a rather fancy and kind of small, black iron cage with a small fae sitting in it. Capturing fae was one of things that none spoke about even if they what was going on for fear of being killed. While Fia was a Voidsworn as a Dark Avenger there were certain things she would do if the prize was right. Even helping one of these glorified fire-flies was something she would do. Fia blinked and slowly backed away from the hole she was peering out of as the people who had caught the little bugger were leaving the room.
Fia waited for just a minute as she listened to doors closing and footsteps retreating from the room. When all was quite she could finally hear the fae start to struggle against the iron bars that was keeping her in the cage. Running her right hand against the wall, Fia searched for the hidden latch that was supposed to be there. Finding the small raised button was no easy task. It was about the size of a small coin and hidden in the most annoying spot ever. It was placed all the way in the corner almost outside of arms reach of someone who was crouched down. However, she was able to push the button and stepped back into the shadows while replacing her mask to cover her face.
The clanking sound coming from the caged fairy stopped as soon as the wall started to swing open enough for a person to squeeze through the opening. Fia stuck her head out of the opening and held up a finger to her lips as a warning for silence. The fairy hovered in its cage and stopped making a racket. Inching fully out of the crawl space Fia stood up straight and dusted her clothes off before walking across the attic room. Fia was almost to the table and started to outstretch her hands to grab the little cage when a clicking sound reached her ears and the wooden plank she had stepped on sank about an inch into the floor. ‘A trap!?’ the hidden door she had come in through swung shut loudly behind her. “Tch.” Fia grabbed the cage off the table as footsteps started climbing the stairs.
Fia quickly attached the cage with the frightened fairy in it to the back of her belt, so that it was under her cloak and not in much danger of the fairy getting harmed. Reaching for the large rifle on her back, after making sure the fairy was secure, Fia braced herself for the small army that was coming up the stairs. As soon as the door burst open with a great amount of force behind it, Fia flipped the switch on the Hawk Rifle and a large blade slid out to the end of the weapon. Now wielding a spear like gun Fia stared at the angry humans as they shouted at her in the basic language. While she knew what they were saying she didn’t answer.
There was a moment of silence before Fia turned tail and bolted out the window on the opposite side of the attic. Four humans versus one fox was not something she wanted to do in a confined space like that. Putting her arms up she crashed through the window and rolled onto the ground twenty feet below. Fia could hear the fairy yelling and shouting at her for doing something so stupid, but she ignored it. She turned around and looked up at the broken window with her rifle at her shoulder and her eyes looking through the scope. Two of the idiots leaning out the window with swords almost regretted making that decision. Almost, because after two ear splitting shots from her rifle the dropped to her feet dead.
Lowering her rifle Fia looked around too see a small army was coming at her from both sides of the building. Most of them had swords and some carried spears or lances. They all charged Fia at the same time. Bringing her Hawk Rifle back up, she walked backwards quickly while firing the rifle and killing the first wave with the single firing rounds. A few men circled around her within a few feet, but that was a dangers move. Fia’s darling, the Hawk Rifle, could be handled at such close range. Holding the gun with one hand on the trigger, Fia twirled on the spot and held the trigger down as she spun. The Hawk Rifle’s semi-automatic firing mode caught the closer fighters by surprise. The people who were just out of range skidded to a halt and waited. “I shall take my leave now~!” Fia said coming to a stop with her twirl in a low bow. With her twirl over, her cloak still whipped around her body like someone was tugging on one end and pulling it all the way around her. As soon as the cloak made one wrap around her body she was gone in the blink of an eye.
Number Four [No. 4]
Name of Weapon/Armor: X-Death Description: X-Death is a customized semi-automatic pistol designed for as a side arm weapon. Crafted for one thing and one thing only, speed. While bulky, this gun doesn't have the range like her rifle or the punch of her shadowmancing skills but has the compact size to attack with speed and precision should traditional methods fail her. Designed as a traditional revolver save for it's bulky design. Instead of a normal 6 chamber revolver, the cylinder holds 8 shots in stead of the normal six, prompting it to have a longer fire rate. Outfitted with a 2x scope on top, the simple aiming device can be detached when needed but supplies the user additional accuracy. When reloading, the pistol itself is designed to be quick and efficient in that department as the "reel" or cylinder will actually eject with a flip of a switch on the gun very much like a magazine catch, This allows for a new cylinder to be slapped in and ready to fire once again. In addition to the fast reloading rate, the gun is an assassin's dream as it has a built in suppressor that eliminates most of the noise when fired. Every bit of the gun is hand crafted as well to avoid much mechanical noise as well such as a click of the cylinder or the inner workings of X-Death. Vented out on the sides this is made for the gun to drastically cut down on recoil as well, prompting it easily to handle higher rates of fire. Rank: C-Rank Passives: ---- Skills: ----
Skill Name Rank Description Rp Sample: Combined it with Mr. Stabby's sample c_c hope that's okay.
For custom weapons, these are fairly tame. Are you sure you didn't want to add any abilities to these beyond the couple I see?
Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2013 8:22 pm
Simplicity is sometimes the greatest of weapons B3 Besides as a Dark Avenger and a Kakurenbo she has plenty of spells and things that she can use with her weapons. Don't worry, all of the weapons have enough gadgets and gizmos that will cause problems for others~ (by the way I am working on the Bio at the moment for Fia)
Simplicity is sometimes the greatest of weapons B3 Besides as a Dark Avenger and a Kakurenbo she has plenty of spells and things that she can use with her weapons. Don't worry, all of the weapons have enough gadgets and gizmos that will cause problems for others~ (by the way I am working on the Bio at the moment for Fia)
SorceressJacklyn
Well, all things considered, so long as you remember having a sniper rifle-styled weapon does not mean you get auto-kills on characters, I can approve these.
Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2013 8:37 pm
I hate anything that's auto. (auto killing, auto ranks, etc) You have no need to worry about that from me. The killings with the rifle in the sample were for sample purposes only.
I'll have the profile finished in just a minute. I have to rework her bio a bit to make that Ritual thingy work.
Name of Weapon/Armor: Apollo's Cloak Description: The one in the picture Rank: (Not sure what kind of rank I should give this...) Passives:
Selective Nature: Only Truenamers can ever hope to don this cloak. Any other kind of person to attempt to put it on will be instantly burned, receiving damage of 100 every post they are wearing it. Nature of Truth: The wearer of this cloak cannot lie outright, but can get around this by carefully selecting what words to use when answering questions. If they should ever happen to lie, the cloak will burn into the wearer with great heat, causing 500 damage, as well as reducing both Strength and Speed by 3 for five posts. Nature of Light: The Truenamer that dons this cloak must know the Light Primal Word by Expert rank. If they do not study it by this time, the cloak will lose all power until it switches to a new owner.
Skills:
Skill Name: Healing Light Rank: A Description: Once per battle, the user can heal the body of small cuts and bruises, as well as revitalize the mind. Heals 200 HP.
Rp Sample:
Name of Weapon/Armor: Athena's Valor Description: Isn't it nice?? Rank: (Once again, not sure how to go about ranking it) Passives:
Selective Spirit: Only Truenamers can use this sword, as it was crafted specifically to suit their needs. The sword cannot be drawn from its sheath by anyone who isn't a Truenamer, and will burn the hand of other classes who try, causing 50 damage every post they are holding it. Spirit of Law: The user of this sword can do no wrong, at least within the sense of the law. If the user breaks the law, the sword will not allow itself to be drawn from its sheath anytime before or during the next fight that is encountered. Spirit of Justice: The user of this sword is a just person in warfare, and will not attack in unjust ways, use cheapshots, or hurt others unnecessarily. If the user does any of these acts, the sword will burn the hand of the user so intensely that it will cause 100 damage, and will not stop burning until the current battle is over.
Skills:
Skill Name: Primal Imbedding Rank: Same as user Description: By spending energy equal to their rank, the user imbeds the sword with the power of a Primal Word of their choice. The user must know the Primal Word they are imbedding. The sword during this time not only does normal physical damage, but also appropriate Primal Word damage equal to half the character's rank. The imbedding lasts for a total of four posts, and can only be used once per battle.
Name of Weapon/Armor: Apollo's Cloak Description: The one in the picture Rank: (Not sure what kind of rank I should give this...) Passives:
Selective Nature: Only Truenamers can ever hope to don this cloak. Any other kind of person to attempt to put it on will be instantly burned, receiving damage of 100 every post they are wearing it. Nature of Truth: The wearer of this cloak cannot lie outright, but can get around this by carefully selecting what words to use when answering questions. If they should ever happen to lie, the cloak will burn into the wearer with great heat, causing 500 damage, as well as reducing both Strength and Speed by 3 for five posts. Nature of Light: The Truenamer that dons this cloak must know the Light Primal Word by Expert rank. If they do not study it by this time, the cloak will lose all power until it switches to a new owner.
Skills:
Skill Name: Healing Light Rank: A Description: Once per battle, the user can heal the body of small cuts and bruises, as well as revitalize the mind. Heals 200 HP.
Rp Sample:
Name of Weapon/Armor: Athena's Valor Description: Isn't it nice?? Rank: (Once again, not sure how to go about ranking it) Passives:
Selective Spirit: Only Truenamers can use this sword, as it was crafted specifically to suit their needs. The sword cannot be drawn from its sheath by anyone who isn't a Truenamer, and will burn the hand of other classes who try, causing 50 damage every post they are holding it. Spirit of Law: The user of this sword can do no wrong, at least within the sense of the law. If the user breaks the law, the sword will not allow itself to be drawn from its sheath anytime before or during the next fight that is encountered. Spirit of Justice: The user of this sword is a just person in warfare, and will not attack in unjust ways, use cheapshots, or hurt others unnecessarily. If the user does any of these acts, the sword will burn the hand of the user so intensely that it will cause 100 damage, and will not stop burning until the current battle is over.
Skills:
Skill Name: Primal Imbedding Rank: Same as user Description: By spending energy equal to their rank, the user imbeds the sword with the power of a Primal Word of their choice. The user must know the Primal Word they are imbedding. The sword during this time not only does normal physical damage, but also appropriate Primal Word damage equal to half the character's rank. The imbedding lasts for a total of four posts, and can only be used once per battle.
