✧Monte had once again startled his teammates it seemed; he couldn't exactly blame them, Monte did after all pop up out of nowhere when he couldn’t even be sensed by most. Perhaps he should start wearing a bell, though he wasn’t sure if he could mentally take the endearment or annoyance others might feel towards him if he wore such a thing everywhere, he’d be the school cat wouldn’t he? But it appeared he spoke to soon as quite the adorable cat had appeared, his Equine teammate taking a liking to the walking thing of fur. Such cute things cats were, always so curious, always so quiet, and often times lovable. Unless he was mistaken, his step father had recently got his little sister a kitten...He’ll have to try to get some pictures of it for Maron later. However just as life had shown itself to the group of students it was just as quickly taken away. A unsavior man had made his appearance very notable as he had killed that very same cat. There was nothing that could come out of the young man’s mouth, not a gasp, not a sigh, not a shaken breath. This very man couldn’t care less he had just killed the cat, the only reaction he had to it was calling it a pest. It was made clear quickly that this man wasn’t welcome here, that he was no guest. Of course Scarlet had been the first to strike who would be scolded by Cecil. While Monte didn’t exactly care for him yelling at Scarlet for wanting to do the right thing, he did agree that her way of doing it was reckless. Monte personally would have waited and try to get out as much information as he could from this beast wearing a man’s face. Quickly Monte had pulled out his mechanized Tonfas, keeping the saws away as it was important to question him.
As per Qing’s instructions, Monte had created what seemed to be a clone of himself before erasing his presence, wanting to prevent the intruder from noticing Monte had disappeared. To be exact Monte had simply copied his own presence and released it onto the present world, making it appear as though he had never “blipped out.” The man’s Semblance appeared to revolve around his own blood; it appeared to be quite the versatile Semblance if he could do more than just make a sword out of his own blood. Having a cold glare, the hat wearing your man rushed, making a wide turn towards the man’s back as he hopped up to slam the metal saw concealing tonfas’ Tasui right down on his shoulder. Once the initial strike had landed Monte was once again perceivable and to quickly get in another strike before the man could realize what had happened Monte, while still mid air, had used the tonfas to vault himself forward in front of the villain before bashing his right tonfa’s forehead right into his mouth. The young man had hoped this was enough to knock the guy out or scare him off, or even hinder his movements, if not then the wide open guard Monte had made himself with the thrust of his tonfa into the man’s face.
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killer-wolf-kun
Haraaaa
Youko Kenshi
KnightsRoyal
AlyssumReika
narxfang
Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2018 9:08 pm
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xx ❶xCOMMITTEDxxxxx❷xCHAOTIC xxxxx❸xHIGH THREAT
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Vernoth expected to find the redheaded girl sliced in half. He was curious if her blood was just as red as her hair, but this did not work out the way he had planned. He stared down at his crystal-hardned hand. It was still impaled and crystallized by a sword which he used to swing at the girl, but it was blocked... "What in the- Son of a mother trucker! You damn kids blocked my attack... I knew you all were special, but never did I think you could be this much of a pain in my buttox." The combination of the golden girls tugs and the interceptions by Cecil and Qing seemed to be just enough to stop his attack. Strength was something he prided himself on, and so this made him angry. He was starting to realize that this wasn't a normal batch of kids. That was when he heard the sound. A gunshot. His back arched from the blow. Blood splattered out excessively as if he has more of it than a normal human. Maybe he needed to play a bit smarter he thought as his grin turned into that of a maniac."You'll all pay for this tenfold..." His eyes didn't seem like they could get any wider, but they did."I'ma maul you like the kittens you are!!" He roared and his back glowed. The blood crystallizing into gem-like armor over a good swathe of his upper back and speckles over other areas. His eyes were bloodshot and full of rage. Who would he kill first? Maybe one of the kids who blocked him, or maybe he should dart for the redheaded girl. He crouched down about to pounce, right as Monte appeared out of nowhere and slammed a mouthful of metal into his face. His head snapped back with the force. A tooth flew from his mouth. The lower half of his face suddenly shined brightly as the lower portion grew a bood-gem mask of sorts. It seemed every time he took a hit he created armor in that very same spot with his own blood. His body raked in adrenaline. He seemed to have almost no sense of pain. IHe roared in bloodthirsty fury. He stomped the ground with such incredible force that the ground cracked like shattering glass behind him. He dashed at Monte and grabbed him by the torso with one of his larg hands and tossed him into the air. He bent down for a moment, but then with a blast of air he was gone and up in the air where he had just tossed Monte. He slammed him with a kick to the gut which sent the poor kid flying into a nearby wall, and his hat into god knows where. The wall cracked with the force and Monte was embedded in the wall with blood oozing into the cracks. The beat slammed back down to the ground huffing air in and out through his nostrils. That sort of speed took a lot of energy. His head lifted and he set his eyes on his next target. The brat who stopped him; Cecil. He started to dash towards him with intense force.
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🅻🅴🆅🅴🅻 1.25
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystalize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body.
xxxIt seemed like no matter what the teams were doing, this b*****d was not letting up; it was as if he needed an open wound to give him leverage on the battle-field. Qing probably knew that by now, as indicated by the particular direction he had given her; little did he know, Maron already had in mind where she wanted to kick. While Maron had a clear idea of her target, she could not put a finger on why her Momentum had sharply spiked, could it have been Qing's doing? Regardless, mixed with her steadily rising momentum, Maron could feel that her attack would be stronger than she had even anticipated. This energy was powerful enough to make Maron's Curb Stomper slightly dig more into the concrete, and her tail slowly rise.
"A lil' more guys, I'm sorry for taking so long..." Maron thought, raising her bottom higher in the air, her fingers pressed firmly against the ground. She just needed a little bit more momentum, hopefully the group can either take him down before-hand, or allow more distraction time for Maron to deliver her attack. Maron bitterly wished to have done more, as she could see her fellow students struggle against the onslaughts of this bloody tank; it seemed as if he benefit from every slither he took, if only the same could be said about Monte. Maron could only watch in pain as her docile teammate had managed to land a hit on the crystal-Goliath, but become another victim of this monster's rage. Maron couldn't even call out to Monte to see if he was alright, as her own vocal cords began to vibrate from the amount of power she was holding in. "HIM...!" Maron watched as the beast rushed to Cecil next, not as energized as before, but definitely more pissed.
What he failed to realize, is that you don't piss off a horse... They'll kick you where it hurts most!
Maron's heel slowly lifted from the ground as the energy was threatening to explode from under her feet. "You almost cut Scarlet in half..." Her fingers slowly lifted from the ground. "You killed that poor cat..." The momentum around her began to lift off of her shoulders, and down to her powerful legs. "AND YOU HURT MONTE!!!" Maron could feel tears swell in her eyes, she wasn't sure if it was due to concern for her teammate, her anger from this b*****d's mockery, or the amount of pressure weighing down on her body, like a big cramp she can't just walk off. She had to run it off, and that's exactly what she was going to do.
Maron's entire body shoot out from the ground, with her feet going so fast, it looked like she was slightly levitating off the ground at 75 miles per hour; little did she know, Qing's boost had given her far more speed than she would have attained at Lvl 0 Charge. The faunus' eyes shot towards her target's most sensitive area, somewhere that would make him into the little b***h he was set out to be: His masculinity. Before the b*****d could get any close to Cecil, Maron had rushed towards the guy, possibly at a speed too fast for him to even comprehend. With the remainder of her momentum, Maron delivered a powerful upwards split kick directed towards... HIS VERY MANHOOD.
If the kick did land, Maron's body would stop abruptly in front of the bandit, directing the rest of her body's momentum into her right leg. With that very leg, Maron would drive the tip of her Curb Stompers right in between the poor b*****d's legs, and with all the force within her, kick her leg high enough to hopefully send him flying with a pair of broken nuts. Maron would kick so high, that her foot would hover over her head, completing a perfect split while still standing. As she kicked, Maron would yell at the top of her lungs, "INFERTILITY INVASIOOOOON~!!!"
[Post 2/2 of Charging Time: SEMBLANCE CHARGED] RUN LIKE THE WIND, MARON!!!
killer-wolf-kun
narxfang
Youko Kenshi
Holy Hakaishin Hiroto
AlyssumReika
KnightsRoyal
Posted: Tue Feb 20, 2018 9:58 pm
{[Cecil Roydon]}
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Cecil watched as the man manipulated his own surplus of blood to create crystal-like blood armor right infront of their eyes. Cecil had to jump away as the man stomped on the ground hard, landing as he was fracturing the ground underneath him and around him. Cecil had to dispel his ice sword, seeing that bullets were effective, and with only one bullet in the chamber for now, he had to save it. He summoned up a spear in his left hand while he collapsed the blade of his reiterpallasch to where it was more like a short sword with an exposed pistol barrel. He gritted his teeth as he saw the man simply just destroy Monte, and announce that he was going to mail them and pay them all back tenfold. He was all set to fire at the main as he prepared for his sudden charge towards Cecil... only for him to be sent flying as Maron screamed out her technique, like a true anime character should.
It bought them time if the man was sent flying, but Cecil had to think on his feet and raised the spear up and slammed the butt of it into the ground, the icicle tip pointing up as the fractured ground helped make a hold for it. “Ridley, Scarlet, I know you’re both reckless but we need someone to get Monte out of the fray!” Cecil shouted to his captain and someone from another team. Leader he was not, but he was smart enough to know that getting the injured out of the battle was top priority to avoid casualties.
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Semblance: Active|| Weapon: Reiterpallasch(Drawn) || Currently Holding: Reiterpallasch Post Count: 29 || Missions Done: 1 || Current Mission: Night Prowlers [Cold Blooded Defender]
The success of the block created an air of positivity around his mind, it seemed that he was a bit more useful than he had first anticipated, though in the books he had read in the past, overconfidence lead to downfalls. His eyes stayed stoic as the man would retract the blow and Scarlet was now out of harm's way. The Guan would slice the air twice as Monte moved for his assault, though Qing's analysis was almost complete, making Monte's technnique the final piece of the puzzle. With his move, he was disabled by a mighty blow creating dismay on Qing's face. "CASTELLO!" He'd call out before looking to the man with anger in his eyes. Qing's blade would be held in his regal, yet foriegn stance, as his leg was propped up and his blade was held , with the tip pointed downwards. His eyes studied as he heard the banter from the displeased ladies around Cecil. Though another cry was heard. A cry of a woman who had been powered up. Maron's attack seemed to be her go to move. Qing felt only a bit of wind pass him as her speed was immense, even for a speed based fighter. The blow knocked some locks loose in his hair before she pounded the man's jewels with her foot. Qing instinctually put his leg down swiftly and covered his jewels. He sithed a bit as he could only imagine the pain that man would go through. He'd back up a bit before shaking it off. His hand would be swift as he steadily moved across the field, in an arch towards Monte. The hand of the boy sheathing one part of his weapon and drawing the other. The gun he had earlier as he slid infront of the hole in the wall where Monte was and aimed at the man who would kicked by Maron.
The boy's scarred eye would gaze down the gun's sight as his other hand quickly loaded it and his mouth called. "Women like it better when you point out the positive, Sir Roydon." The bullets began to fly from his assault rifle at the back of the probably KOed fellow's limbs. "Like how well Miss Stallius, Lady Vermilion, and your Teammate over there have done damaging this poor fellow." He'd say as he expends his clip on it while standing strong infront of his downed partner and blinking a bit. "They are on their way to becoming great huntresses! I'm proud of all of their actions!" He'd call out as he feels a light object land on his head. His hand would pull it off and look at the hat Monte had lost being hit before setting it in his lap. "Especially you. Mister Castello."
She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
With Scarlett still in one piece, it seemed they were actually fairing decently. Considering the foe they were facing, they was pretty impressive in and of itself. Not to mention they were working well together as a team. Saving Scarlett had been a combined effort. That was a good sign, especially considering this was their first mission together. They wouldn't defeat this guy unless they worked together. He was too strong and way beyond their level. As annoying as itbwas that he kept referring to them as kittens, in some sense it was true. He was a fully-trained, fully-grown, twisted villain. They were just a bunch of newbie first years who had only been at Beacon but a week now. If any one of them had tried to take this guy out on their own, they would have been taken out by now. Likely just as easily as he had killed that poor cat. However, if they worked as a unit and used their combined strength, they might just have a chance.
Ridley's golden eyes stared down the barrel of her pistol, watching it as it whizzed through the air and hit true to mark. Only, other than the crippling effect she had been hoping for, as the bullet punctured his skin and the blood back rushing out, it hardened and crystallized, creating a ruby-like armor over his back. "Well... s**t." The girl cursed under her breath, letting her pistol fall back to her side and shift back into its bladed-form as it did so. His semblence is just as demented as he is. She thought to herself, letting out a sigh. The brunette hung back for a moment, waiting and watching as her peers made their moves and plotting out her next route of action. Hows did you kill a person whose blood created armor and who had seemingly no stimuli to pain. She supposed suffocation, but there was no way any of them were going to be able to get close enough for long enough to pull that off. Besides, if his semblence held true, then the dame thing that happened when Scarlett had punched him would happen. An attack that should not have drawn blood would break through his skin and his blood would do it's whole voo-doo crap and ta-da! Creepy man gets armor and their plans get foiled.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a loud cracking noise, followed by an incredible tremor of the ground. She would have thought it was an earthquake, had her golden gaze not been trained on the burly man that had caused it. Jeez, this guy is really something else. The girl thought quietly to herself. However, what happened next caused those golden eyes to widen. She watched as he dashed at Monte, with surprising speed for a man his side. No one saw it coming, no one was close enough, no one could prevent it. All they could do was watch in stunned horror as the boy was flung across the the way and through a wall. For a moment, all Ridley could do was stare, her lips pressed into a tight line, knuckles white on the hilt of her blade. Her blood was boiling. It didn't matter that he wasn't technically her teammate or that they had just met. He was still a peer and their teams were working together on this assignment, but beyond that, he was human. He was a person. Ridley wasn't the only one upset by Monte's downfall. Several of his teammates called out to him as well, anger in their voices.
Maron seemed to be chanelling her own fury into whatever attack she was charging up, however, Ridley was once again drawn from her own thoughts by Cecil's scolding voice. Her lips pulled into a frown and she peered at him through the corner of her eyes. "Well at least I don't--" She cut herself off mid-sentence, quite literally biting her tongue. Now is not the time for childish come backs. She thought to herself, taking a deep breath. Besides, she knew he meant well. "Don't you have more important matters to deal with than scolding me?" She asked instead, a small shadow of her signature smirk finding it's way onto her lips. "Like, I don't know, large men with crystallized blood-armor?" Humor aside, Cecil did have a point. Someone needed to watch over Monte, less more harm small upon him. She turned on her heal, heading for the building he had smashed into, only to see that Qing had beat her there. The boy had a few comments of his own, and Ridley couldn't help the small laugh that escaped her lips. "Maybe you should take a page out of his book, Cecil." She teased. Normally she would have sent a playful wink his way, followed by that same old smirk, however he likely wouldn't have noticed that across the battle grounds. The sentiment could be heard in her voice though.
Seeing how Qing had Monte covered, rifle in hand as he unleashed a flurry of bullets at their enemy, it was time for Ridley to pick her next move. His blood could harden and form armor, that was his semblence. It was rather daunting, but even he would either run out of blood or aura at some point. They just had to stay alive and reserve enough energy for that point. He didn't seem to respond to pain, however, Ridley wondered how he would respond to pain that did not help strengthen his semblence. Pain that was purely in his mind. She supposed it was worth a shot. If it worked, it would give the rest of them a chance to get some decent hits in. If not, then it's not like she could feel like she wasted the aura if her semblence was useless against this foe. She nodded to herself, a silent confirmation of her actions. She had to stay with in 20 feet of the man, but she didn't want to be within his reach either. She knelt down to the ground, eyes locking on him, still slightly covered by Qing's onslaught of bullets. She seemed to focus on him, but just as she was about to enact her semblance, Maron finally charged forward. She aimed her kick for a very tender spot and once again Ridley couldn't help the laugh that followed. For as big and tough as he seemed, that couldn't of felt good. "Nice one, Maron!" Ridley called out, sending a thumbs-up towards the horse Faunus.
After a moment, Ridley shook her head lightly to refocus herself. Her golden gaze locked on the man for a moment, shining bright for a moment before her lids fluttered close. She could feel the buzz as her aura ran through her veins, awaiting her commands. She thought hard, focusing her ever ounce of her mind back to years ago to when the grim had attacked her home. She though back to exactly how it had felt as it's claws had ripped through her torso, the very agony that had consumed her as razor sharp claws had torn through her delicate flesh,as if it was nothing more than butter. She thought about it until she coukd almost feel it all over again. Her fingers ran over her torso, tracing the scars through the fabric if her clothing. Then, without warning, her eyes shot open, their golden color shimmering, brighter than normal. They locked onto Vernoth and she launched her attack on him. Her aura hacked into his nervous, forcing that same pain on him. She held her stance, her stare, never blinking, keeping her focus. If it worked, the rest of her peers would have two minutes before the effects wore off.
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⊰Level⊱One (Post count: 96 + 19) ⊰where⊱Beacon Academy - The Tower ⊰with⊱Cecil, Maron, Scarlet, Qing, Monte ⊰ooc⊱... ⊰Outfits⊱This
|♢| Beacon Academy |♢| Student |♢| Lv.0//013 |♢| |♢| Standard: The Phoenix |♢| Battle: Fire It Up |♢| ♨ Crimson eyes locked onto the enemy now, taking a page from Qing's book, watching and observing. Perhaps she could get another hit in, but she would have to watch out for his newly acquired weapon. Being split in two was not something she wished to experience in this lifetime. That definitely gave her pause before advancing on him yet again. Well, there was also his strange blood; the way it became hard crystal. Oddly, the blood that got spilled on her was still liquid which told her it had to do with touch. If that was the case, it meant he needed to bleed to use his Semblance...right? Her theory would soon be proven when Ridley shot the man, causing abnormal and profuse bleeding. And from that, the villain transformed that vibrant red liquid into crystal armor on his person. 'Well isn't that perfect...' the girl scoffed to herself. With a roar, it seemed this beast of a man was preparing to charge. While Scar was contemplating her next move, Monte was doing it. She stared at her usually reserved and quiet teammate taking the charge to attack the man. He seemingly blipped into existence when he struck; Scar staring in awe, impressed with the guy.
Before she could praise him for knocking the taste out of that guy's mouth; that man recovered almost instantly. The blow had granted him yet another piece of armor to protect him. What came next...the shock had simply stunned the redhead where she stood. How Monte was tossed around like a piece of paper and sent flying into a nearby building... She dared not look back to see what state the boy was in. Standing still, her eyes locked on her enemy with a ferocious anger behind them. Without her weapon, there was one technique the swordswoman could muster, though not without backlash. The enemy was making his way toward Cecil now and Scarlet started to move herself; however, Maron would reach him first almost instantly. Stopping just short of him, she would brace herself from the force of the intense kick to the pelvis. Her target was sent flying by the mighty horse's kick and still her eyes would follow. Cecil would urge her or Ridley to tend to Monte, yet his plea would fall on deaf ears. Scarlet's number one priority was taking this guy down before he brought anymore harm to her friends. That was where she was needed at moment! Qing would reaffirm her beliefs as he stood guard over their fallen friend and praising their efforts. She stood by Maron, offering the girl a hand up and a smirk. "You alright? That was a hell of a kick." But back to the enemy, again she would offer her leering gaze. "If that didn't take him down, we'll just have to hit him even harder. Right?" the redhead proclaimed, raising her other hand at the monster. Perhaps, if there was enough speed, she could shatter his blood armor with the vibrations. Her Semblance would cause that arm to violently twitch as she would prepare to use it for an explosive punch. From the two times Scar had done it in practice, she knew it was going to hurt...a lot.
Vernoth launched himself towards Cecil with ferocious intent, but while he was still in the midst of the attack he was blasted by a force he didn't think the kittens could muster, or rather, a horse. The Horse faunus hit him so hard he was sent flying into the air. At first he didn't feel anything because it was so sudden and adrenaline was pumping through his veins, but as he was tossed into the air he felt something infect him. He gripped his brain as the foreign entity crushed into his scull. Pain wasn't something he was familiar with. Not for a long time at least. He first felt it in his mind, but soon a connection was made and agony swept up from his nether regions to connect in the middle. "RAAWWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!" He roared like a dying creature of the night. The agony was ripping into his nerves as if massive parasite was shredding him from the inside out.He soon felt his weight shift downwards as he made his descent. Bullets tore through the air and smacked him like a dozen sledgehammers. The pain was so intense he was unable to move before he slammed into the ground with enough force to create a small crater like zone not much different than that of a meteor strike. His eyes flicked from being open to closed to being open again. He was so beaten up that he was only barely conscious."I-I can't lose...." He pitifully said as he lay in a pool of his own blood.
"I...I refuse to lose to damned kittens..."He tried to sit up but his body was too heavy and he collapsed back down writing in pain from the aura infection."I-I will survive....CRYSTALIZE!!!."His aura burst in a bright display of reddish colors. The pool of blood seemed to move on its own accord and envelope him completely. It quickly solidified, trapping him in a gigantic translucent crystal composed of his own blood. Then his aura almost completely dissipated, but if one was skilled enough they could still sense a small lingering sense that he was alive.
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🅻🅴🆅🅴🅻 1.25
VERNOTH DEFEATED (For now)
Attributes: Super tough and strong. Semblance: Crystalize Blood - Seals wounds. Strengthens body. Known Facts: He feels little to no pain externally. His blood can create a cocoon to protect him in the case where he loses.He's a former Beacon student who was expelled.
The young man's eyes would blink as he saw the man's reaction to the combine efforts of all the students who fought against him, mainly the strike by Maron. His eyes would blink slowly as he saw the man begin to curdle and form into a crystal like prison of his own making. Qing's eyes would squint a bit as he nodded his head. "Nice effort everyone. I believe that we have done a great job. . .But I don't believe that it is done yet." He'd say while making his way around the man as he examined him. "Sir Roydon. I'd like for you to try and incase him in a layer of the ice your Semblance produces." He'd order a bit as he looked to him and gave a bit of a calmer expression. "I wouldn't want us to have any mishaps with this. . .Being it maybe a trick." His eyes would then look to Maron as he approached her and put his hand to the back of the Faunus girl and then to Scarlet as well smiling calmly. "You two have made me a bit overwhelmed as a leader to have three great prodigies on my team. . .I am taken aback. . .Hoping to live up to your expectations." He'd say with a smile. His head would then turn to the hole as he would nudge to that direction. "Please, assist Cast-. . .Monte. He's hurt." He'd say while reloading his weapon and pointing it forth. His body would kneel down, awaiting to see if Cecil would comply and inhaling and exhaling, just incase. "I'll take up watch, try to take it easy, Mis- . . .Maron. And you too Scar. . ." He'd keep his eye on the target while inhaling and exhaling deeply, he seems a bit winded. It was a bit much using his Semblance 3 times in such succession like that, though he would try to keep it to himself. A few moments before his eye would wander towards Ridley's direction. "I. . . I-I'm not that great. . .Sir Roydon shouldn't take lessons fr-from me." His mind was boggled as it set in and his hands shook a bit. Was it truly that embarrassing to him, though it was an odd time for a compliment for him. His eyes went back to his weapon with slightly rosey cheeks.
Cecil saw that this was the result of the damage the others had all done, himself having jumped away to avoid being crushed as the man encased himself in a bloody crystal. Qing spoke about the job everyone had done was not over yet as he wanted Cecil to try and freeze the man. He tilted his head while he remembered when his leader was teasing and making a joke about him worrying more on the Large man rather than scolding them. He couldn't help but to scold, but he nodded his head as he moved around, examining the Crystal as he knocked on the sides slowly at first. "I can't freeze this.... but I do know something that is better.... the question is, should we let him live or should we kill him?" Cecil asked the others, obviously having no problems with death.
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Semblance: Active|| Weapon: Reiterpallasch(Drawn) || Currently Holding: Reiterpallasch Post Count: 30 || Missions Done: 1 || Current Mission: Night Prowlers [Cold Blooded Defender]
x➸➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( d e c a y ) ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ _____________________☇I AM THE URGE OF THE FLESH ______REMINDING THE MORTALS OF THEIR DEATH
Vermillion Tsar looked down upon the fray with disgust, though his face was nothing but angelic even with this unfortunate expression upon it. His black hair gently waved in the early morning's wind. He wore a black and grey combat suit with two handguns attached to either leg. Vernoth was always getting himself into trouble in one way or another. This time his stupidity would surely not go unpunished."Sins don't go unforgiven for long my friend..." He would make sure of it if his friend make another blunder of this magnitude. He leaned forward with his hands held to his sides and fell. He descended down into the battlefield and landed with nothing but the slightest of sounds. His smile was just so slight that it was almost not visible. He wouldn't play around with these kids like Vernoth did. He had too much pride. Vermillion jumped into the air right over Cecil's head and landed on top of Vernoth's cocoon. And with that he snapped his fingers. His head tilted to the side and he winked at the girl named Ridley. He liked her style. "By the way, your fellow student, Long Shui-Lin... I'm going to skin her alive." Without warning the ground below them started to glow a faint greenish grey color. Vernoth, and Vermilion fell through a portal in the ground without a word and before anyone could respond they were gone. No aura could be sensed. They had escaped.
DEATH IS ALWAYS NEAR (xSweet misery is in the airx)
SECRETS BEYOND IMAGINING (xIs that the scent of death or despair?x)
xxxMaron had kicked harder than she had expected, which made her feel even more happy with her contribution to the two teams. The faunus' leg remained hovered over her head as she watched the Goliath rocket through the air in a howling scream of pain. Following her attack, Maron was complimented by her fellow peers, slowly bringing Maron into a state of humility; it seemed as if Qing's boost is what really made it or break it for Maron. Slowly, the young woman would lower her leg with ease, a tint of pink dusting her cheeks as she gave Ridley a two-finger salute, "Thanks, Ridley!" She replied before quickly exchanging Scarlet's high five, replying to her teammate's question.
"I'm not going to lie, I feel a bit winded, but it's usually short-lived," Maron looked up at the man howling in the sky, watching as he began to shoot down to the ground, "And thanks! I hope our little friend learns of the consequences of horsin' around like that... Ahaha!" Maron didn't want to admit it, but she could feel a slight pressure in her chest, something that she had never felt until now, maybe she should take it easy before getting herself sick. The young woman soon produced a wet cough that sounded like it should have hurt, but she didn't show any indication that it did.
Maron wound quickly turn around to see the monster crash into the ground like a bloody meteor. She thought that would be the end, but it seemed like Mr. Bandit was more persistant than the horse faunus would care to admit. "Bojack's Gog, he's actually alive..." Maron was flabbergasted by this guy's stubbornness to live; who would want to continue living with two busted testicles? Maron wasn't able to charge up again, the most she could do was use the raw horse power she already has, and her Curb Stomper's rounds; other than that, Maron was running out of options. "You may just have your chance to knock him out, Scar!" Maron exclaimed, raising her right leg in a pre-kick position.
Maron's reassuring words were soon invalidated by the stranger's sudden move: He had encased his weak and wounded body in crystallized blood. "What the hell is this guy up to now?" Maron thought to herself, lowering her leg and looking down at the mass of red within the crater. Breaking the silence, Qing had complimented the team on a job-well-done, and politely gave Cecil an order with pertaining to the blood meteor before then. Specifically, Qing had given his regards to Maron and Scarlet for their hard work, winning the same signature blush from the horse faunus as she rubbed the back of her head, "Hey, Scar really is the true MVP of this battle; goin' out there to punch the dude in the gut was by-far the most bad-a** thing I have ever seen in my life," Maron commented, gently punching the fire-wielder's arm.
Maron's few moments of relaxation were thwarted by Qing's mannerism, which was a rather concerning sight to see; he sounded especially winded as he asked the others to assist the wounded Monte. "Hey, King, you okay dude?" Maron asked, kneeling next to her captain. "If anyone's gonna take it easy, it's you... Hey, thanks for giving me the boost I needed to make that guy medically infertile, ahaha!" Maron gently patted her Captain's shoulder, and slowly walked over to the wounded Monte. She picked up the hat from the young man's lap, and carefully placed it on his head before picking him up to straddle on her back. Being a previous varsity athlete before coming to Beacon, Maron was no stranger to lifting heavy things, even people taller than her. "Hang in there Monte, we'll get you some medical attention once this whole thing is cleared up," Maron reassured, unsure if her teammate could even hear her in his current condition.
So possibly, he's not dead; how disappointing. Maron had hoped that her kick would have at least knocked him out, but it looked like- in combination with the bullet hell Ridley and Qing delivered, that kick did a number on him."Aw man, you can't incase the crystal in ice? Bummer..." Maron mumbled, a bit concerned that the Goliath could break out of the crystal any second from now. She wasn't mad at Cecil or anything, but it sure was worrisome to have the bandit left in a big ball of crystallized blood; who knows what he could be doing in there.
Following Cecil's question with pertaining to the bandit's fate, Maron would gracefully shrug, making sure not to drop her teammate. "I say we wait and get him out of that crystal, if he is alive," Maron suggested, blowing her long bangs from her face. "I doubt he'll recover from our barbaric attack, so it'll give us a great opportunity to find out who he i- what...?" Maron would watch as a stranger appeared on top of the cocoon, seemingly appearing from a hiding spot. She took note of his peculiar gesture towards Ridley before he spoke, practically teasing the duo-team with a blue-print of what he was going to do to one of the missing students. "How f*cking d-" Before Maron could finish her sentence, both the stranger and his crystallized cohort vanished without a trace.
Maron attempted to run as fast as she could, but with her body still cooling down from her previous kick, Maron would tumble to the ground with Monte still on top of her, right by the edge of the large crater on the ground. The horse faunus would look into the crater, and slam the ground with her fist, slowly and gently removing Monte from her back before setting him down next to Qing, and jumping into the crater. Maron's tail would feverishly sway, the young woman completely gobsmacked by what she had just witnessed.
"Not a single hole in this crater, relic, clue, nothing!" Maron was growing a tad frustrated; it felt like all of their effort meant nothing, all at the expense of the cat's life and Monte's well-being. She had no noticed the crowbar inside the crater, maybe due to her current condition. "Freaking assh*les!" She said before climbing out of the crater, and dusting off her leggings. "Okay, what's next?" She asked, picking up Monte once more, tiredly. Maron was starting to grow on-edge; this was far too much for her to take on the first day. She needed to just take a step back and rethink everything that has happened, but where was the time to do that?!
████ [CLUE: Inside of the Crater where Vernoth had initially landed was a broken manhole, and a crowbar]████
[Report your findings to the gymnasium. A medical center is setup there to help treat any injured students]
Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2018 9:52 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓵𝓮𝔂 ☪ 𝓓𝓮𝓵𝓶𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼𝓽
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Ridley's eyes never left Vernoth, their depths were liquid gold, a bubbling pot of intensity. They followed him as Maron's kick launched him through the air and as he landed in a puddle of his own blood. At first there was no response from him and she thought that,her s emblence had failed, and that she was useless in this battle after all. However, after a few moments he let out a terrible scream of pain. The corner of Ridley's lips twitched up at the success of finding a c***k in his armor. That seemed to be enough. Between Maron's kick, her semblance, and Qing's bullets, the seemed to have finally met his match. She wasn't exactly sure if it was her mental attack that had opened him up to the pa8n of the physical attacks or if it was the other way around, but at this point she didn't really care either. All that mattered is that it had worked. The gorilla of a man attempted to push himself up and both his actions and words made it clear that it wasn't just his body that was in pain. They had hurt his pride. His attempt to return to his feet failed and he smacked back down into the concrete. With another mighty yell, his blood crystallized again, forming a ruby-like cocoon over him. Ridley stared at it for several moments, her head tilted slightly to one side. That's easily one of the strangest things I've ever seen.
Slowly the brunette pushed herself back up to her feet, dropping her focus and letting her aura run back through her. She could feel the drain of power, the slight drain of energy, but she was far from reaching her max. She could have done that to another enemy before she completely drained herself. It was then that she really had to be careful. When she pushed herself too far, depleted her mana too much, her semblance had some rather nasty side effects. It wouldn't be the first time she'd gone passed the breaking point and received a physical whiplash. Injuries equal to those she was making an opponent feel. It wouldn't even be the first time she had opened old scars. Best not to do that again, especially Not now. She had a feeling this fight was far from over. Despite the battered state of the man and his little protective cocoon, thisbwasnt a random attack and he wasn't working a lone. There would be more to follow.
Once back on her feet, Ridley cast her gaze around the grounds, almost like she expected to see someone lurking in the shadows, waiting on the sidelines. Upon coming up empty, she returning her attention to the rest of her peers, though she still seemed on edge. Something felt off. Maron returned her thumbs-up with a salute as Scarlett helped her back to her feet, and Ridley just smiled at the two, before looking to Qing, who was speaking now. He addressed Cecil first, asking him to freeze over the cocoon. Ridley nodded her agreement. "Yeah, the sucker definitely isn't dead... just wounded. We don't want him busting out if there when we're not suspecting it." Qing continued to praise the rest of his team, before turning to her and responding to her comment from earlier. Ridley smiled at him, giving him a light shove to his shoulder. "Hey, don't say that. We couldn't have done it without you." She told him sincinerly, golden eyes burning into his. He not only had strengthened Maron's attack, but his bullets had given her cover to use her semblance as well as helped finish the guy off. Her expression stayed genuine for a moment, but before she spoke again the smirk came bubbling over the edge. "Besides, Cecil scolds too much... He should learn to praise his comrads." She added teasingly, smirking at Qing before turning her gaze to Cecil and with that,same smirk on his lips. While it could be frustrating at times, especially in the heat of battle, Ridley didn't really mind. It was a part of who he was. Besides, his lectures usually did have a fair point. Still, she couldn't helo but give him a hard time over it. Cecil liked to scold, Ridley liked to tease.
The smirk faded from her lips as Cecil addressed the problem with the cocoon. "Well that's a shame... now on to plan B, but first, figuring out what plan B is." She stated, closing some of the distance so she could get a closer look at the thing. Cecil's next comment very easily could habe taken some of them off guard, but not Ridley. She hat witnessed death first hand, many times. It didn't bother her. Especially when it came to demented bastards like Vernoth. Besides, it was practical. They had to start thinking this way if they were going to become hunters and huntresses. Ridley was about to open her mouth and speak her her piece on the subject, when something fell from the sky, right over Cecil's head. Well, not something, but someone. He stood on the cocoon of what she could only assume was his ally as he appraised them all. With a snap of his fingers, his gaze locked on hers. She didn't like the look he was giving her and the wink that followed made her skin crawl. She blinked once in surprise, not able to do much more than stare at the man. Normally she would have had some sort of sarcastic remark, but he seemed to have stunned the girl silent, which was an accomplishment in and if itself. He went on the deliver a very gruesome threat about one of their missing peers before the ground took on a faint greenish-grey glow. None if them had a chance to respond or even blink before both him and the cacooned man disappeared.
Ridley didn't say anything at first. She wasn't sure exactly what to think or how to feel about the special little gesture. She knew everyone woukd have caught it, but she wasn't sure if she should address it or just pretend it hadn't happened. After a moment she broke out of her daze and and shook her head lightly to clear it. "What the hell was all of that about?" She asked allowed, though she wasn't entirely sure she meant to or not. "Who was he and where did he come from?"She continued, speaking her internal questions out loud, hoping maybe someone had the answers that she didn't. All she knew was that guy was bad news and his arrival,hadn't been completely random. Now, Ridley had a sinking feeling he had been watching them the whole time like it was just a silly game to him. Watch them use up the energy to try to defeat the crazy man, then right when they got close, swoop him away and take away all of their efforts. Not to mention that wink and the threat to follow. Ridley's blood was boiling again and she wasn't the only one. Maron was the first to react and it seemed she shared her anger.
The horse faunus practically sprinted to the place where the two had disappeared, slamming into the ground before searching for anything that might have been left behind and coming up empty. Ridley thought quietly for a moment, staring at the ground, golden gaze intense. "There has to be something here that can tell us where they went. Whatever it is, we have to find it and quickly." From the sounds of it, their peers didn't have much time left. Their failure would mean the death of three students. The thought made her stomach drop and caused a sick feeling to spread through her. They were training in a dangerous profession. People died. People died a lot. She knew that. One day they would all die, and she knew that too. Not like this though. They had a chance to save them. That's what they were going to do. Get Monte helo and stop the bad guys. The only question was left was how. Ridley bit her lip for a moment, staring at the place they had disappeared for a moment before walking around slowly, thinking over the events and searching the area for anything that stood out. After a moment she seemed to come to a realization and she stopped in her tracks, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Dammit." She cursed softly under her breath. "The twisted sicko stole my sword." The girl muttered, her hand tightening on hits matching pair that was still in her hand.
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⊰Level⊱One (Post count: 96 + 20) ⊰where⊱Beacon Academy - The Tower ⊰with⊱Cecil, Maron, Scarlet, Qing, Monte ⊰ooc⊱... ⊰Outfits⊱This
|♢| Beacon Academy |♢| Student |♢| Lv.0//014 |♢| |♢| Standard: The Phoenix |♢| Battle: Fire It Up |♢| ♨ No, that one definitely hurt him! That kick to the nether region did send him flying into the air after all. If that wasn't enough, Ridley and Qing's assault of bullets would give him more to deal with. Hearing his howls of pain was like listening to sweet, sweet music. It's what he deserved for what he did to Monte; to all of them, really. Her arm continued to twitch under the effects of her Semblance, prepared to unleash an explosive punch. Scarlet was really on edge, but leave it to Maron to break the tension with one of her cheesy puns. "Really? C'mon!" the redhead would stifle a chuckle, looking back at her friend. However, when the horse Faunus beside her started coughing, it was hard not to be concerned for her well being. It sounded bad - really bad. Perhaps that kick took a lot out of Maron too. When that hulking mass of blood would come crashing back down to earth, Scarlet kind of hoped he would stand. Just one more solid hit to knock him on his a** would be satisfying enough. Her prayers were answered. He was crying and complaining about getting beaten this much by "kittens". And that would be last time he'd make that comparison if she could help it!
Except that she couldn't; not with the jerk sealing himself up in cocoon. Was this really his last resort? To hide and shield himself from further damage? Scarlet could not hold back her excited grin as she put a hold on her Semblance for now. He was completely at their mercy now! Although, why Qing wanted to just freeze this punk would be beyond her understanding. 'We should crack this thing open! Who knows what he's doing in there?' Although she would refrain from voicing her concerns, believing from his comment, that her leader already considered that. The girl huffed as she crossed her arms, resigning to waiting for her payback. But boy did Qing and Maron know how to slip past her defenses with their compliments. "H-hey now! It wasn't that amazing, I just..." she trailed off, a hint of a blush on her cheeks. Now that she thought about it, if she had used her Semblance then, maybe things would have gone different. Maybe Monte wouldn't have gotten hurt... Her expression softened when she looked at the poor guy in his injured state. Even Qing seemed to be a little messed up from their battle, but she...she was perfectly fine, thanks to the efforts of everyone. It bothered her a little, she would admit.
"As if! You're a great leader, so stuff it! ...Anyway, I'm fine. So let me stand watch" she insisted. At least as the one in good health, she could look after the team. Ridley and Cecil seemed relatively fine as well; all in all, they had enough able bodies to continue the fight if need be. With Cecil being unable to freeze the blood ball, it was now time to consider second options. Scarlet was sticking to her guns about busting it open and she was so glad that Maron agreed! But should they kill him? The pyro hated this guy with a passion, yet she couldn't say it was the right thing to do in this case. "...I'm not stooping to this assh*le's level. Let's just tie him up and let the teachers deal with him" she'd state her opinion on the matter. Now the last thing one would expect is a man abruptly appearing on the cocoon with a snap of the fingers. Scarlet quickly assumed her fighting stance, prepared to attack once more. Yet again, the enemy had so easily slipped past their defenses! And after issuing an alarming threat, he fell down with the cocoon into what appeared to be a glowing pool. Running up to the crater, the redhead stood by the edge and peered in, her eyes wide in disbelief: they had simply vanished!
While Maron was searching the site, Scar had turned toward Ridley and shook her head. "I have no idea. Did...you know that guy?" she had to ask, having noticed him winking at her. Not that she suspected the girl, but this was all so weird and increasingly frustrating. After all this, they still had no clue what these people wanted and was no closer to recovering their missing classmates. At the same time, after all this, Scarlet was far from giving up the chase! Even so, Maron would return from the ditch to report nothing of note was left behind. However, when she glanced back down the hole, something had caught her eye. "Hold on a second!" Sliding down herself, there were two things of note: a broken manhole and a crowbar. Scar crouched down to pick up the crowbar, a grin on her face. "Well I think this a pretty good hint. What d'ya say, Qing?" she asked him. As long as they kept at it, things would have to go there way, right? Hopefully, for the sake of their classmate, it wouldn't take too long.
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