█*CURRENT TEAM ▬ Respect (RPCT) █*PARTNER(S) ▬ Tabby, White Steel, Angel █NICKNAME(S) ▬ Hunter, Murderer █OCCUPATION ▬ Part of the staff of Dr. Lenz's clinic
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█HEIGHT ▬5'10 █WEIGHT ▬175
█HAIR ▬ White █CLOTHING ▬ Casual and hunter attire █ACCESSORIES ▬ Key necklace █EYES ▬ Red █BUILD ▬ Lean. Pale white skin. █TATTOOS ▬ █SCARS ▬ Several injection marks on his right thigh from repeated punctures █MARKINGS/ Faunus Features ▬ He has a slug mantle formation on his back that is a translucent blue color that is very squishy and soft to the touch (located right between his shoulder blades in an oval shape). It is about 1 foot wide and 1 foot tall. This does not share the functionality of the actual slug mantle.
█ █ ╫ A R C H E T Y P E ╫
█NATURAL ABILITIES █Primary Talent ▬ Medicine: Having worked in Dr. Lenz's clinic for a long time now, Chase has picked up much of the procedures and knowledge that a Doctor/ Nurse would know in treating patients. █Faunus Trait/Bonus Talent ▬ He can regenerate limbs, other appendages and organs over time. This however takes an entire roleplay month to do so, and for organs he does need medical support to survive if the damage was severe. █Other Talents ▬ Strong, Intelligent █LEARNT ABILITIES █Strongest Skill ▬Personal weapon combat (the scythe, blade and repeating pistol) █Weakest Skill ▬ Shy (social): Chase has an almost crippling shyness with strangers and those he doesn't know; the act of speaking is sometimes impossible for him. Slow reflexes(combat): Due to Chase being analytical and trying to figure out the best paths in a fight by taking everything into account, he does not have fast reflexes. If something is coming as a surprise, or if he has to react fast, he usually freezes in uncertainty and all he can really do is try to brace for impact (this is besides putting up aura). █Other Skills ▬ Weapon maintenance/Repair, Herbology, Pianist.
█LIKES █ ▬ (Hobbies/Talents) Tinkering █ ▬ (People) Kind, friendly, soft-spoken, intelligent █ ▬ (Foods) Vegetables █ ▬ (Objects) Old fashioned █ ▬ (Animals) Slugs, Dogs █DISLIKES █ ▬ (People) Bullies, Abusive, Rude, Un-intelligent █ ▬ (Foods) Salt █ ▬ (Objects) Flashy and colorful █ ▬ (Animals) Creatures that common Grimm resemble █ ▬ (Fears) Death, Losing others, Failure, His father █PERSONALITY TRAITS █Nature ▬ A quiet and calm individual who is fairly reserved, but social when comfortable. He is shy to most people he meets, preferring not to speak in the first few encounters. He is the type who will listen more often than speak out. █Vernacular ▬ When pressed to speak, he usually speaks softly but can easily speak at a more regular volume. His voice is a little gravelly, deep and he has a faint UK accent. █Positive Traits ▬ Observant, thoughtful, loyal, brave, quick thinker, tinkerer, Honest. █Negative Traits ▬ Extreme Aggression when pushed, sacrificial tendency, Easily Dehydrated, Honest.
██ ╫ H I S T O R Y ╫
█BACKGROUND ▬ [Early Life] Removed from the destruction only seven years prior of Mistral, a noble family that had moved in that time to Vale and attempted to reassert itself to keep its status...Lay a manor at the very edge of the continent, the back end of the manor overlooking a staggering drop to a jagged, tooth-filled, sea whose waves crashed against the rock. The manor itself had an air of beauty to it, in its own way. It had a long gate surrounding it, with guards at the main entrances of it standing in silent vigil, so rigid and still they may very well have been confused for statues. Past the spike tipped black gates, past the stone-faced guards...through the large wooden doors leading into the manor...Resided the Limax-Sanguis bloodline. The original name of the noble bloodline was Sanguis, as it had been during the great war, but in the stagnation of peace some things did change. New, unconsidered, outside blood was brought into the line: the Limax family. This union prompted the combination of two house; one old and secretive, decaying...and one new promising one, with a future almost guaranteed. The union also brought new life into the family: the first took the form of a human daughter named Allison. A bright and intelligent girl...but she was missing what was required of an air of the Sanguis line, even if the houses were now joined. Five years later, a pair of twins were born: one male and one female. Both of them were slug faunus like their mother, the female being named Bianca and the male being named Chase. Of the three children...Chase was the only one that had what was needed. The only one that passed the rite.
Their early years were spent as a happy existence. The twins were near inseparable, with their older sister spending her time playing and keeping an eye on them while their parents were busy. Their mother, Adaline, would spend the most time with the children, their father often being away on hunts or business as he would distinguish the two. None of the children saw much of their father, save for the occasional meal shared between all of them, for the first half of their lives. As they grew older, their studies began: both in history, writing, mathematics...the usual things kids would encounter in school. They still had their time to play, and their mother would often take them out to various areas on occasion to enjoy themselves. They were home schooled in these early years, having a rather nasally man as their professor who seemed to take pride in reprimanding them whenever able, or so they felt. They rarely saw the company of others, except for the occasional relative or business associate of fathers. Almost never was it of a person near their own ages. Still, it hardly bothered them. They had each other and their mother’s company, which suited them just fine to lead this quiet and secluded life from all others, in the safety of their own manor. It was not until the twins thirteenth year that their father, William, began to take a more active role in their lives; specifically, Chase's.
It was at this point that Allison had an accident at home. Their family had a line of hounds, bred from the earlier days of the Limax family that stemmed from their reputation of going into battle with hounds at their sides. The children had always been warned not to go near the dogs, they were creatures bred for hunting and battle. They would get to them in due time once they were ready and a new litter was available...but that had hardly deterred them from looking at them...with their boldness only growing as the years passed by. On that particular day, they had devised a plan: sneak a steak from the kitchen and stay near the fence that separated the hounds from them to try and get one close enough to pet. The plan did work...soon enough, a hound had wondered over to them and accepted the meat...but once Allison tentatively tried to pet the creature, it snapped at her hand and drew blood. With a shriek, all the children were in panic; their hysteria only growing once they saw Allison's bleeding hand as they rushed off to the kitchen to try and clean it while attempting to stop the bleeding...leaving a long bloody trail from the fence, through the house, to the very kitchen...Ordinarily, they may have been able to get away with such a thing with a minor scolding from their mother. However, in this instance Father had been home. Father saw to it that our lesson...could never be forgotten. The hound was never seen again from that day on, and Allison refused to go near the kennel no matter how much the twins insisted. For their father had taken her out one day, forbidding the twins from following...And Allison would never breathe a word of what had happened.
[The next 3 paragraphs happened in the same time period, but focusing on different events]
[Training] From that day forth, all three siblings began to practice in combat, and no longer were they kept in the isolation of their manner as they were sent to a faraway school during the week from Monday through Thursday, only returning on Friday and remaining home for the weekend. However, Allison was trained separately by their mother...with the twins being exclusively left to the tutelage of their father. Something that would scar them for the rest of their lives and make them dread the days they returned home...though they had little choice, as staying there led to a fate far worse than that. When left in the company of their father, almost never seeing their mother during their time at home...they would be subjected to their Father's regime. They awoke before the first light of dawn to run long laps around the manor grounds, only eating a small meal after they had done so. Then they would begin various physical exercises, ending in a spar with their own father with the only goal being to land a single blow on him...A goal they never reached, which in turn led to no dinner. This was not what they would come to dread, or at least it paled to what was to come. On their fifteenth year of age, their father changes their training upon seeing them still hesitating to strike one another, and of learning of Chase being bullied at school. Whenever he perceived they were holding back, even when they weren't, he would strike at his sister. Whenever Chase returned home wounded, or it was found out he had hidden rather than confront them, he would harm his sister. When they ran, their father would let the hounds loose (save their own) and they would have to run so the hounds could not get them. When they fought their father...he always had his weapon out and did not hesitate to strike at them when there was an opening. Their tiredness from the routine only led to more punishments, to the point where Chase would have to jump in front of his sister to prevent her from being hit. On his sixteenth year, Chase finally harbored enough anger and resentment of his father that it overpowered his fear of him...the point where he no longer went with his father’s routines and attacked him when he wasn't told to. Catching the man by surprise...though hardly enough to take him out of the count. After being thoroughly defeated soon after, his father only had this to say before he walked away: "Your training is finally finished. Congratulations." And true to his words, he never trained them again. And, soon after, that was when Chase began to join his father on his "hunts".
[School] Along with their training regime imposed by the will of their father, the twins and their older sister attended an old and prestigious academy. Unlike Allison, who enjoyed both her stay there and at home, the twins were met with only more misery. Though no one there knew of their father’s true nature, they did believe one thing; they were a taint of bloodline. Many other nobles believed the Limax line to be nothing more than pretenders who only postured in an attempt to steal power, while others saw them as a threat and envied their sudden rise, and thus hated them for it. While their parents could not target the Limax-Sanguis' parents...they could poison their own offspring's minds and take it out on them. From their very first day, the siblings were singled out and were confronted. Allison had none of it, and due to being a human and thus a stronger perceived bloodline tie to the Sanguis family, quickly asserted her dominance by taking down the first few and was never bothered again. The twins, however, fared far worse. Though they were primarily human in appearance, word had spread at some point of their faunus nature. Without needing to even see it, the other students focused on that impurity to target them. Unlike their sister, the twins were far meeker and were not willing to fight anyone to prove a point. They had no desire to hurt anyone or anything. Seeing this as weakness, their bullies persisted in their pestering and abuse of the twins, whether it be name calling, pranks, or physically attacking them. They dared not to when Allison was around...but due to their age difference those instances were few and far between. This would persist for the pair of them for the next several years, having only a single sympathetic soul at the school. From a more minor house was a girl named Amelia. Unlike the others, she actually was kind and got to know the twins, coming to their aid when needed and defending them when she could. But, being protected by another only encouraged the bullies to be especially hard on Chase when he was alone. All until his sixteenth year, the year he finally stood up to his father. The next school day when the bullies came, intent to keep the social order in place...they were met by a surprise. When they tried pushing Chase...he unleashed his pent-up fury of all the years of abuse. Each and every one of them left with something broken, and their clothes bloody. Because during his long years of abuse...Chase had developed a fight instinct. An instinct not to be the one who was continually abused, but to inflict it back on those who would try to. In truth, had they not backed off...he did not know how far he would have gone. Had it not been so well known what was done to him, and a pull of his own father’s influence...he would have been expelled.
[Semblance] Chase discovered his semblance during on of his training sessions with his father and sister, not knowing at the time his father was making it brutal to also find out if any of his spawn inherited it. He had wanted a shield or something to appear to stop his father from striking him, and from the blood that was leaking out of him a small one managed to appear. Though it did little to stop the actual strike as he felt it near full force, it did stop the training for that day as his father finally found the heir to the blood. From that day forth, chase would spend his evenings and sometimes days practicing the use of his semblance. His father would make sure to strike him or cut him if Chase ever hesitated to do so, and each day made him push himself to the limits. He threw all manner of obstacle or challenge on him, forcing chase to create a myriad of forms with his blood to try and adapt to the situation. He also forced chase to focus on creating blood, and would keep him at it and bleeding for hours on end till he was about to pass out from blood loss so he could create and control ever larger amounts of blood. This is also when chase found out the cost of using his semblance too much, as he had a strong urge to feed on blood whenever he did and would be left severely weakened and tired from its use regardless. Sometimes direly so.
[Sixteenth year and on] After "finishing" his training, Bianca and Chase had a new reprieve and something to look forward to when they returned. On Fridays, they were able to spend time with their mother and sister, not having to be subjected to the torment of their father. They were each finally given their own bloodhound, as was custom with the Limax family; save Allison, due to her fear of the hounds from her prior experience. However, while the others had the rest of the weekend to themselves...Chase did not receive that luxury. A month after his newfound freedom, his father informed him he would be joining him on his hunts which would now take place every weekend. While Chase had treated his father of his wounds, had had an idea of the type of damage that could be done by Grimm...Had studied them tirelessly from old scripts of his ancestors...it could not have prepared him for the reality of it. On his first outing, he was told just to watch and to bring his new hound with him, so it could also learn. His father took no such creature with him, nor did he need it. Once outside their manor, and deep in a nearby forest...his father was already tracking one. He never faltered in his steps, never second guessed...he did not even look particularly hard as he did so, somehow knowing where it would be. His first Grimm was the more typical beowolf, something he underestimated because of how common they were and how much he had studied on them. He noticed his father drink a mixture...and move to just behind a tree. Chase followed suit...but could begin to hear it nearing him, maybe catching his scent. His heart started to race as fear took him. His father told him he was here to only watch. Yet it was coming for him...was he bait!? He was near petrified with fear as he kept his back to the tree, knowing it would act as a beacon to him but unable to calm himself...and as he felt its breath from behind he felt he was going to die as he closed his eyes...before he heard a quickly silenced howl, and a loud thud. Shakily opening his eyes...he saw the creature's corpse on the ground beside him, a large sword plunged into its back. His father watching him disappointingly...before raising the sword and attacking him with it. Throwing himself to the floor while holding his hound, Chase quickly scrambled to his feet and bolted as he heard his father yelling for him to run. He had no idea where the manor was but that didn't stop him, hearing father in the background almost cackling. Chase ran for the next hour, encountering Grimm while scrambling to bolt away...but strangely, despite knowing they were faster, they never caught up to him, nor did his father. When he finally slowed down and looked behind him...he saw why. Behind his father who was yet a distance away...was a large trail of Grimm corpses. He had been used as bait to lure them...his very first lesson of the hunt. Control his fears. Something he had to learn fast, for as long as he was fearful he would become the bait.
Once he grew to control his fear, the lesson changed. His father had him use his Friday evenings to begin creating his own weapons as he attended to his own equipment. The urge to strike his father was always there...but he feared him too much. He only had the will to attack him before because he did not want to see his sister hurt...without her as a reason, he could never muster the will to. And so, he created his own weapon, a fitting one in his mind...Sword and Scythe, blended into one alongside a trusty repeating pistol for when he needed it. His father had named it the Burial blade upon its completion. During this time, he spent his days training his new hound, having to bring it on hunts with him. It soon learned rather than to whimper or cry out to remain silent during hunts, save for if Chase told him to be loud when scouting ahead for Grimm. Chase never tried to have it fight at this point, merely aid him in findings and circumventing Grimm for the most part. The two developed a strong bond with one another, each other responsible for the life of the other. And so, began his second lesson: fighting Grimm. His father would leave him alone in the forest once Grimm were near, giving him one condition for survival: survive for as long as he saw fit or kill it. He could not do the latter for the longest time, even with the help of his hound. It did help him stay alive, to distract the Grimm long enough to try and weaken it while waiting for his father’s aid. And the former method of testing...instilled both a healthy fear and hate for Grimm. Each night of the hunt was spent fighting for his life against Grimm...sometimes only one, or more than one if this father was particularly "helpful". And even though he did not kill any for the longest time...it finally gave him an outlet for all the anger he had for his father. Every swing of his blade, shot of his pistol...every wound he received, every time he was cornered...He just imagined it was his father, which only fueled his anger. He wanted to rend them limb from limb...until one day, when he was seventeen, he finally managed to kill one with his hound, left in a frenzy as he attacked it till it disappeared. And so, finished his final lesson from his father...and marked the beginning of the end.
[Dishonored] Adaline had not been taking what her father did to their children with open arms. In truth, until Chase had begun his hunting with his father she had been left unaware of it all as the twins were too fearful to say a word of it. However, with Bianca now in her care for the most part...she eventually learned the truth of it all. William had been a distant husband at the best of times...but he was a twisted man at heart, hidden beneath all the kindness he had shown her when they first met. And so...confrontation was inevitable. It may have been able to be resolved peacefully, but that was not the case of the matter. What initially started out as an argument soon turned to much more...The children were not left out of the matter either. Their father became violent, if weaponless, his anger at being questioned spiraling out of control. He began to attack his mother, and as the children tried to interfere...they were also made the target of his attacks. He had, at one point, come to have Bianca and Chase in a choke hold and was about to do more damage...but something snapped in Adaline at seeing that. Seeing her children in pain, in danger for their lives...The fight had progressed to the kitchen at this point, her oldest desperately trying to get him to let go of the twins as he was lost in his rage. It all ended silently, with wide eyes looks. His father’s grip suddenly laxed, the twins were finally free...a wide-eyed stare towards Adaline, his wife. Adaline's eyes were equally wide, her hands bloody and her entire body shaking as both their eyes looked down. A large kitchen knife was firmly in the man’s heart, and with a violent shudder...he slumped to the ground. Adaline immediately let go of the knife, hands going to cover her mouth...before pulling them away as they were covered in her husband’s blood...Just staring at them...The finality of her actions sinking in, as the children stared horrified at what had happened...Even Chase who despised his father could not quite believe that the terror...was finally dead...that his mother could have done it.
Though Chase did hide the evidence using his semblance...The death itself could not be hidden. While an investigation could find no one conclusive evidence to pin it on, the families had different reasons in mind. Both families blamed each other for the death of William, and while both thought of it for different reasons...they both agreed on who they believed was the culprit. For Chase was the only one who had that one day where he snapped and turned on all his bullies. The one instance of extreme violence in the spawn of what they both agreed to be a cursed union. The Limaxs were quick to turn on him in order to protect the reputation of their direct daughter, and thus family name. The Sanguis', though more reluctant due to him inheriting the family semblance, could not pin it on the mom due to her own families support. So they settled for him, having other heirs that they could look to to spread the line. One whose name would not be of the cursed union. So Chase was exiled from his own lands and home, his name being whispered as murderer of his father even if the authorities did not find him guilty of so. No matter how much his siblings and mother protested it, he would say no word in his defense. How could he turn it onto his own mother, the one who had saved his life, just to save his own? It was not something he would do, but he did not also plead guilty. His silence though was enough for them to be satisfied that "justice" had been done. And so Chase was stripped of his title and status for the foreseeable future. His one saving grace for a future, ironically, lay in his father's will. He had been intent on making Chase learn to hunt Grimm and so had registered him to attend beacon in Vale on his eighteenth birthday. And so, the dishonored noble was sent to attend the academy while being cut off from his family, thankfully being able to keep his bloodhound with him as his last companion. █FAMILY (Limax-Sanguis) ▬ Adaline (Mother- 54 ), William (Father- 55, deceased), Allison (Eldest Sister- 24 ), Bianca (Twin Sister- 19 ), Chase ( 19 ). █FAMILY (Sanguis) ▬ Clarissa (Grandmother- 86 ), Alfred (Grandfather- 87 ), Thomas ( Uncle- 51 ), Faith (Aunt- Married in to family- 48 ), Edith (Cousin- 15 ), George (Cousin- 14 ). █FAMILY (Limax) ▬ Judith (Grandmother- 77 ), Charlie (Grandfather- 74 ), [James (Uncle- 51 ), Heather (Aunt- Married in- 51 ), Daisy (Cousin- 20 ), Matthew (Cousin- 21 )], [Gabriella (Aunt- 48 ), Daniel (Uncle- Married in- 50 ), Max (Cousin- 19 ), Jake (Cousin- 16 ), Priscilla (Cousin- 13 )]. - Names inside brackets [ ] indicate family unit of: Mother, Father, and Offspring - Family Tree
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█PRIMARY WEAPON █ ▬ Burial Blade █ ▬ The burial blade begins as two separate pieces, one being a folded up length of the shaft of the scythe and the other being the scythe blade which can act as a sword. It can either be hooked onto the other half for convenience of carry, or when it is fitted into the slot of the top it causes the folded up shaft to full stretch out and transform. The shaft itself is 6 feet long fully extended, while the blade is 3 feet in length (the blade is a double edged one so sharp on both sides) █Melee Form ▬ Blade/compact █Ranged Form ▬ N/A █Other Form(s) ▬ Scythe █Ammo Type ▬ N/A █ ▬ It does not have a long range form as there is no ranged transformation
█*NAME ▬ The Sanguis Line █*AURA COLOR ▬ Pale blood red █*DESCRIPTION █ ▬ This semblance is a bloodline semblance of the Sanguis family. It allows the user to manipulate blood, typically just the users though it can affect others if specific criteria are met. Despite being a bloodline semblance, there is considerable variability in its use based off the specific user given the flexible nature of blood. This semblance can manipulate blood for offensive and defensive purposes by: being able to generate blood from existing sources, solidify it, and manipulate it once it exits the body. The abilities of this semblance are cumulative so multiple effects can be active at once. █*LEVEL 0 ▬ ( Sanguine Creation ) At the most basic level, chase is able to manipulate blood to suit his needs. This can take the form of creation of crystallized or liquid items out of blood, create blood from an existing source, or be able to manipulate blood in the form of blood tendrils that can rapidly move in a direction he wills it to. █*LEVEL 1▬ ( Corrosive Ichor ) Chase is now able to alter the properties of the blood he controls by causing it to become corrosive. When coming in contact with an object, the blood begins to corrode through it over a relatively quick span of time. When exposed to skin it can cause second degree burns, and if not removed quickly, it will begin to eat away at and through the skin. This does not pierce through aura though. █*LEVEL 2▬ ( Heir of Blood ) This is activated by Chase purposefully wounding himself, or being very wounded by opponents, to expend much of his own blood in an almost explosive burst that knocks back all those around him by ten feet if they are within ten feet from him. In doing this, Chase has all of his melee weapon attacks augmented by blood; his reach and power of attacks increased as a trail of blood extends from his attacks to hit opponents (example in drawback). When triggered, this lasts till his semblance hits cooldown if active; if not active this activates it. █*LEVEL 3 ▬ ( Blood Moon) This is where Chase's semblance realizes its true potential. In this state, with the same activation as the level two of purposefully wounding himself, Chase can generate blood for his own semblance passively as it flows out of him. Every post while this is active, he creates a persons worth of blood (his in this context) that he can manipulate into creations within the same post. Meaning he can create and have a blood tendril attack a target within the same post as an example. █*DRAWBACKS ▬ General: ▬ The user can only control his own blood, and blood of others only under specific circumstances. The circumstances being that 1) the blood has to first be outside the person body, and 2) he has to taste their blood. Once he has had a taste of the blood, he can use any blood that exits the other person's body. ▬ He always has to make himself bleed in order to be able to use the blood, as it needs to exit his body. ▬ He can only use it for: 5 posts with a 5 post cooldown at level 0, 6 posts with a 7 post cooldown at level 1, 7 posts with a 7 post cooldown at level 2, and 6 posts with a 8 post cooldown at level 3. ▬ After using his semblance, he needs to replenish the blood loss by either a transfusion or drinking blood. ▬ It takes one post to switch from liquid blood to solidified blood, and another post to do the reverse. ▬ In order to generate more blood than is naturally present, chase needs to spend 1 post to create an amount equal to the size of a person from a single source. This is him focusing on the blood and replicating it, be it from his own or from another. If there are multiple sources of blood though, he can create the same amount of blood per source. However, the blood cannot be corrosive as he is doing this, and generating the blood means he cannot control the blood to do anything else. ▬ If he uses his semblance twice in the same thread/day, then he is left frail and weakened once he hits cooldown (no aura and weakest skill speed during this cooldown). He can push himself to manipulate blood for up to 3 more posts, but if he does he immediately passes out from blood loss and if not treated or taken somewhere in the next 5 posts he would die.. ▬ With permission (whether ooc or in character), Chase can control the blood inside someone else. ▬ He can only manipulate blood within 50 feet of him; outside that range he loses control of it
Sanguine creation: ▬ He can only manipulate blood to form one tendril, item, or connected combination of both from one source of blood in liquid form. Crystallizing blood will allow him to still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood from that source, if there is still a significant amount left. (Example: if he has one blood source, he can only control one tendril. If there are two, he can have 2 tendrils or combination of things he can create. If he makes a crystallized item of blood from one of the sources, and there is still a significant amount of blood left, he can still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood.) ▬It takes him a post to form an item or tendril, in which he can't use the blood source for any other purpose. Corrosive Ichor: ▬ This only applies to blood being manipulated in liquid form. Solidified blood is not corrosive. ▬Blood being created is not corrosive on the post it is being created in order for it to replicate.
Heir of Blood: ▬ Can only be triggered by suffering severe damage (self inflicted or otherwise) ▬ For the reach of his blood attacks, if he were to use the burial blade, it follows the same path his blade takes but it extends up to five feet in front of it. The blood, in these attacks, can cut through a tree in a single slash. ▬ This blood can be corrosive, but only on the post after he activates this ability.
Blood Moon: ▬ When he uses his level 3 ability of semblance, he cannot push his semblance for 3 extra posts.
HEY! I'm gonna be your judge for this profile, so lets cut to the chase.
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Weakest Skill ▬ Tracking
I notice you have a dog which circumvents this weakness. I'm going to have to kindly ask you to pick a different weakness or remove the dog.
In RWBY if either parent is a faunus the child will ALWAYS be a faunus, so your older sister would be a faunus, sorry to have to nitpick.
Mistral fell 30 years ago, which unfortunatley means you couldn't be born while it was still about and kicking. You can say your parents were born there, but in this RP it's gone (for now). Here's a link that can provide far more info on RWBY and our changes. I understand this may change a lot of your background, but as your judge I have to inform you anyway.
Your semblance is able to do to many things at I'm afraid. I have no advice for how to reduce this semblance, other than suggesting you pick one aspect of it.
█HAIR ▬ White █CLOTHING ▬ Casual and hunter attire █ACCESSORIES ▬ Key necklace █EYES ▬ Red █BUILD ▬ Lean. Pale white skin. █TATTOOS ▬ █SCARS ▬ Several injection marks on his right thigh from repeated punctures █MARKINGS/ Faunus Features ▬ He has a slug mantle formation on his back that is a translucent blue color that is very squishy and soft to the touch (located right between his shoulder blades in an oval shape). It is about 1 foot wide and 1 foot tall. This does not share the functionality of the actual slug mantle.
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█NATURAL ABILITIES █Primary Talent ▬ Inventive █Faunus Trait/Bonus Talent ▬ He can regenerate limbs, other appendages and organs over time. This however takes an entire month to do so, and for organs he does need medical support to survive if the damage was severe. █Other Talents ▬ Strong, Intelligent █LEARNT ABILITIES █Strongest Skill ▬Personal weapon combat (the scythe, blade and repeating pistol) █Weakest Skill ▬ Navigation █Other Skills ▬ Weapon maintenance/Repair, Medicine, Pianist.
█LIKES █ ▬ (Hobbies/Talents) Tinkering █ ▬ (People) N/A █ ▬ (Foods) Vegetables █ ▬ (Objects) Old fashioned █ ▬ (Animals) Slugs, Dogs █DISLIKES █ ▬ (People) Bullies, Abusive █ ▬ (Foods) Salt █ ▬ (Objects) Flashy and colorful █ ▬ (Animals) Creatures that common Grimm resemble █ ▬ (Fears) Death, Losing others, Failure, His father █PERSONALITY TRAITS █Nature ▬ A quiet and calm individual who is fairly reserved, but social when comfortable. He is shy to most people he meets, preferring not to speak in the first few encounters. He is the type who will listen more often than speak out. █Vernacular ▬ When pressed to speak, he usually speaks softly but can easily speak at a more regular volume. His voice is a little gravelly, deep and he has a faint UK accent. █Positive Traits ▬ Observant, thoughtful, loyal, brave, quick thinker, tinkerer, Honest. █Negative Traits ▬ Extreme Aggression when pushed, sacrificial tendency, Easily Dehydrated, Honest.
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█BACKGROUND ▬ [Early Life] Removed from the destruction only seven years prior of Mistral, a noble family that had moved in that time to Vale and attempted to reassert itself to keep its status...Lay a manor at the very edge of the continent, the back end of the manor overlooking a staggering drop to a jagged, tooth-filled, sea whose waves crashed against the rock. The manor itself had an air of beauty to it, in its own way. It had a long gate surrounding it, with guards at the main entrances of it standing in silent vigil, so rigid and still they may very well have been confused for statues. Past the spike tipped black gates, past the stone-faced guards...through the large wooden doors leading into the manor...Resided the Limax-Sanguis bloodline. The original name of the noble bloodline was Sanguis, as it had been during the great war, but in the stagnation of peace some things did change. New, unconsidered, outside blood was brought into the line: the Limax family. This union prompted the combination of two house; one old and secretive, decaying...and one new promising one, with a future almost guaranteed. The union also brought new life into the family: the first took the form of a human daughter named Allison. A bright and intelligent girl...but she was missing what was required of an air of the Sanguis line, even if the houses were now joined. Five years later, a pair of twins were born: one male and one female. Both of them were slug faunus like their mother, the female being named Bianca and the male being named Chase. Of the three children...Chase was the only one that had what was needed. The only one that passed the rite.
Their early years were spent as a happy existence. The twins were near inseparable, with their older sister spending her time playing and keeping an eye on them while their parents were busy. Their mother, Adaline, would spend the most time with the children, their father often being away on hunts or business as he would distinguish the two. None of the children saw much of their father, save for the occasional meal shared between all of them, for the first half of their lives. As they grew older, their studies began: both in history, writing, mathematics...the usual things kids would encounter in school. They still had their time to play, and their mother would often take them out to various areas on occasion to enjoy themselves. They were home schooled in these early years, having a rather nasally man as their professor who seemed to take pride in reprimanding them whenever able, or so they felt. They rarely saw the company of others, except for the occasional relative or business associate of fathers. Almost never was it of a person near their own ages. Still, it hardly bothered them. They had each other and their mother’s company, which suited them just fine to lead this quiet and secluded life from all others, in the safety of their own manor. It was not until the twins thirteenth year that their father, William, began to take a more active role in their lives; specifically, Chase's.
It was at this point that Allison had an accident at home. Their family had a line of hounds, bred from the earlier days of the Limax family that stemmed from their reputation of going into battle with hounds at their sides. The children had always been warned not to go near the dogs, they were creatures bred for hunting and battle. They would get to them in due time once they were ready and a new litter was available...but that had hardly deterred them from looking at them...with their boldness only growing as the years passed by. On that particular day, they had devised a plan: sneak a steak from the kitchen and stay near the fence that separated the hounds from them to try and get one close enough to pet. The plan did work...soon enough, a hound had wondered over to them and accepted the meat...but once Allison tentatively tried to pet the creature, it snapped at her hand and drew blood. With a shriek, all the children were in panic; their hysteria only growing once they saw Allison's bleeding hand as they rushed off to the kitchen to try and clean it while attempting to stop the bleeding...leaving a long bloody trail from the fence, through the house, to the very kitchen...Ordinarily, they may have been able to get away with such a thing with a minor scolding from their mother. However, in this instance Father had been home. Father saw to it that our lesson...could never be forgotten. The hound was never seen again from that day on, and Allison refused to go near the kennel no matter how much the twins insisted. For their father had taken her out one day, forbidding the twins from following...And Allison would never breathe a word of what had happened.
[The next 3 paragraphs happened in the same time period, but focusing on different events]
[Training] From that day forth, all three siblings began to practice in combat, and no longer were they kept in the isolation of their manner as they were sent to a faraway school during the week from Monday through Thursday, only returning on Friday and remaining home for the weekend. However, Allison was trained separately by their mother...with the twins being exclusively left to the tutelage of their father. Something that would scar them for the rest of their lives and make them dread the days they returned home...though they had little choice, as staying there led to a fate far worse than that. When left in the company of their father, almost never seeing their mother during their time at home...they would be subjected to their Father's regime. They awoke before the first light of dawn to run long laps around the manor grounds, only eating a small meal after they had done so. Then they would begin various physical exercises, ending in a spar with their own father with the only goal being to land a single blow on him...A goal they never reached, which in turn led to no dinner. This was not what they would come to dread, or at least it paled to what was to come. On their fifteenth year of age, their father changes their training upon seeing them still hesitating to strike one another, and of learning of Chase being bullied at school. Whenever he perceived they were holding back, even when they weren't, he would strike at his sister. Whenever Chase returned home wounded, or it was found out he had hidden rather than confront them, he would harm his sister. When they ran, their father would let the hounds loose (save their own) and they would have to run so the hounds could not get them. When they fought their father...he always had his weapon out and did not hesitate to strike at them when there was an opening. Their tiredness from the routine only led to more punishments, to the point where Chase would have to jump in front of his sister to prevent her from being hit. On his sixteenth year, Chase finally harbored enough anger and resentment of his father that it overpowered his fear of him...the point where he no longer went with his father’s routines and attacked him when he wasn't told to. Catching the man by surprise...though hardly enough to take him out of the count. After being thoroughly defeated soon after, his father only had this to say before he walked away: "Your training is finally finished. Congratulations." And true to his words, he never trained them again. And, soon after, that was when Chase began to join his father on his "hunts".
[School] Along with their training regime imposed by the will of their father, the twins and their older sister attended an old and prestigious academy. Unlike Allison, who enjoyed both her stay there and at home, the twins were met with only more misery. Though no one there knew of their father’s true nature, they did believe one thing; they were a taint of bloodline. Many other nobles believed the Limax line to be nothing more than pretenders who only postured in an attempt to steal power, while others saw them as a threat and envied their sudden rise, and thus hated them for it. While their parents could not target the Limax-Sanguis' parents...they could poison their own offspring's minds and take it out on them. From their very first day, the siblings were singled out and were confronted. Allison had none of it, and due to being a human and thus a stronger perceived bloodline tie to the Sanguis family, quickly asserted her dominance by taking down the first few and was never bothered again. The twins, however, fared far worse. Though they were primarily human in appearance, word had spread at some point of their faunus nature. Without needing to even see it, the other students focused on that impurity to target them. Unlike their sister, the twins were far meeker and were not willing to fight anyone to prove a point. They had no desire to hurt anyone or anything. Seeing this as weakness, their bullies persisted in their pestering and abuse of the twins, whether it be name calling, pranks, or physically attacking them. They dared not to when Allison was around...but due to their age difference those instances were few and far between. This would persist for the pair of them for the next several years, having only a single sympathetic soul at the school. From a more minor house was a girl named Amelia. Unlike the others, she actually was kind and got to know the twins, coming to their aid when needed and defending them when she could. But, being protected by another only encouraged the bullies to be especially hard on Chase when he was alone. All until his sixteenth year, the year he finally stood up to his father. The next school day when the bullies came, intent to keep the social order in place...they were met by a surprise. When they tried pushing Chase...he unleashed his pent-up fury of all the years of abuse. Each and every one of them left with something broken, and their clothes bloody. Because during his long years of abuse...Chase had developed a fight instinct. An instinct not to be the one who was continually abused, but to inflict it back on those who would try to. In truth, had they not backed off...he did not know how far he would have gone. Had it not been so well known what was done to him, and a pull of his own father’s influence...he would have been expelled.
[Semblance] Chase discovered his semblance during on of his training sessions with his father and sister, not knowing at the time his father was making it brutal to also find out if any of his spawn inherited it. He had wanted a shield or something to appear to stop his father from striking him, and from the blood that was leaking out of him a small one managed to appear. Though it did little to stop the actual strike as he felt it near full force, it did stop the training for that day as his father finally found the heir to the blood. From that day forth, chase would spend his evenings and sometimes days practicing the use of his semblance. His father would make sure to strike him or cut him if Chase ever hesitated to do so, and each day made him push himself to the limits. He threw all manner of obstacle or challenge on him, forcing chase to create a myriad of forms with his blood to try and adapt to the situation. He also forced chase to focus on creating blood, and would keep him at it and bleeding for hours on end till he was about to pass out from blood loss so he could create and control ever larger amounts of blood. This is also when chase found out the cost of using his semblance too much, as he had a strong urge to feed on blood whenever he did and would be left severely weakened and tired from its use regardless. Sometimes direly so.
[Sixteenth year and on] After "finishing" his training, Bianca and Chase had a new reprieve and something to look forward to when they returned. On Fridays, they were able to spend time with their mother and sister, not having to be subjected to the torment of their father. They were each finally given their own bloodhound, as was custom with the Limax family; save Allison, due to her fear of the hounds from her prior experience. However, while the others had the rest of the weekend to themselves...Chase did not receive that luxury. A month after his newfound freedom, his father informed him he would be joining him on his hunts which would now take place every weekend. While Chase had treated his father of his wounds, had had an idea of the type of damage that could be done by Grimm...Had studied them tirelessly from old scripts of his ancestors...it could not have prepared him for the reality of it. On his first outing, he was told just to watch and to bring his new hound with him, so it could also learn. His father took no such creature with him, nor did he need it. Once outside their manor, and deep in a nearby forest...his father was already tracking one. He never faltered in his steps, never second guessed...he did not even look particularly hard as he did so, somehow knowing where it would be. His first Grimm was the more typical beowolf, something he underestimated because of how common they were and how much he had studied on them. He noticed his father drink a mixture...and move to just behind a tree. Chase followed suit...but could begin to hear it nearing him, maybe catching his scent. His heart started to race as fear took him. His father told him he was here to only watch. Yet it was coming for him...was he bait!? He was near petrified with fear as he kept his back to the tree, knowing it would act as a beacon to him but unable to calm himself...and as he felt its breath from behind he felt he was going to die as he closed his eyes...before he heard a quickly silenced howl, and a loud thud. Shakily opening his eyes...he saw the creature's corpse on the ground beside him, a large sword plunged into its back. His father watching him disappointingly...before raising the sword and attacking him with it. Throwing himself to the floor while holding his hound, Chase quickly scrambled to his feet and bolted as he heard his father yelling for him to run. He had no idea where the manor was but that didn't stop him, hearing father in the background almost cackling. Chase ran for the next hour, encountering Grimm while scrambling to bolt away...but strangely, despite knowing they were faster, they never caught up to him, nor did his father. When he finally slowed down and looked behind him...he saw why. Behind his father who was yet a distance away...was a large trail of Grimm corpses. He had been used as bait to lure them...his very first lesson of the hunt. Control his fears. Something he had to learn fast, for as long as he was fearful he would become the bait.
Once he grew to control his fear, the lesson changed. His father had him use his Friday evenings to begin creating his own weapons as he attended to his own equipment. The urge to strike his father was always there...but he feared him too much. He only had the will to attack him before because he did not want to see his sister hurt...without her as a reason, he could never muster the will to. And so, he created his own weapon, a fitting one in his mind...Sword and Scythe, blended into one alongside a trusty repeating pistol for when he needed it. His father had named it the Burial blade upon its completion. During this time, he spent his days training his new hound, having to bring it on hunts with him. It soon learned rather than to whimper or cry out to remain silent during hunts, save for if Chase told him to be loud when scouting ahead for Grimm. Chase never tried to have it fight at this point, merely aid him in findings and circumventing Grimm for the most part. The two developed a strong bond with one another, each other responsible for the life of the other. And so, began his second lesson: fighting Grimm. His father would leave him alone in the forest once Grimm were near, giving him one condition for survival: survive for as long as he saw fit or kill it. He could not do the latter for the longest time, even with the help of his hound. It did help him stay alive, to distract the Grimm long enough to try and weaken it while waiting for his father’s aid. And the former method of testing...instilled both a healthy fear and hate for Grimm. Each night of the hunt was spent fighting for his life against Grimm...sometimes only one, or more than one if this father was particularly "helpful". And even though he did not kill any for the longest time...it finally gave him an outlet for all the anger he had for his father. Every swing of his blade, shot of his pistol...every wound he received, every time he was cornered...He just imagined it was his father, which only fueled his anger. He wanted to rend them limb from limb...until one day, when he was seventeen, he finally managed to kill one with his hound, left in a frenzy as he attacked it till it disappeared. And so, finished his final lesson from his father...and marked the beginning of the end.
[Dishonored] Adaline had not been taking what her father did to their children with open arms. In truth, until Chase had begun his hunting with his father she had been left unaware of it all as the twins were too fearful to say a word of it. However, with Bianca now in her care for the most part...she eventually learned the truth of it all. William had been a distant husband at the best of times...but he was a twisted man at heart, hidden beneath all the kindness he had shown her when they first met. And so...confrontation was inevitable. It may have been able to be resolved peacefully, but that was not the case of the matter. What initially started out as an argument soon turned to much more...The children were not left out of the matter either. Their father became violent, if weaponless, his anger at being questioned spiraling out of control. He began to attack his mother, and as the children tried to interfere...they were also made the target of his attacks. He had, at one point, come to have Bianca and Chase in a choke hold and was about to do more damage...but something snapped in Adaline at seeing that. Seeing her children in pain, in danger for their lives...The fight had progressed to the kitchen at this point, her oldest desperately trying to get him to let go of the twins as he was lost in his rage. It all ended silently, with wide eyes looks. His father’s grip suddenly laxed, the twins were finally free...a wide-eyed stare towards Adaline, his wife. Adaline's eyes were equally wide, her hands bloody and her entire body shaking as both their eyes looked down. A large kitchen knife was firmly in the man’s heart, and with a violent shudder...he slumped to the ground. Adaline immediately let go of the knife, hands going to cover her mouth...before pulling them away as they were covered in her husband’s blood...Just staring at them...The finality of her actions sinking in, as the children stared horrified at what had happened...Even Chase who despised his father could not quite believe that the terror...was finally dead...that his mother could have done it.
Though Chase did hide the evidence using his semblance...The death itself could not be hidden. While an investigation could find no one conclusive evidence to pin it on, the families had different reasons in mind. Both families blamed each other for the death of William, and while both thought of it for different reasons...they both agreed on who they believed was the culprit. For Chase was the only one who had that one day where he snapped and turned on all his bullies. The one instance of extreme violence in the spawn of what they both agreed to be a cursed union. The Limaxs were quick to turn on him in order to protect the reputation of their direct daughter, and thus family name. The Sanguis', though more reluctant due to him inheriting the family semblance, could not pin it on the mom due to her own families support. So they settled for him, having other heirs that they could look to to spread the line. One whose name would not be of the cursed union. So Chase was exiled from his own lands and home, his name being whispered as murderer of his father even if the authorities did not find him guilty of so. No matter how much his siblings and mother protested it, he would say no word in his defense. How could he turn it onto his own mother, the one who had saved his life, just to save his own? It was not something he would do, but he did not also plead guilty. His silence though was enough for them to be satisfied that "justice" had been done. And so Chase was stripped of his title and status for the foreseeable future. His one saving grace for a future, ironically, lay in his father's will. He had been intent on making Chase learn to hunt Grimm and so had registered him to attend beacon in Vale on his eighteenth birthday. And so, the dishonored noble was sent to attend the academy while being cut off from his family, thankfully being able to keep his bloodhound with him as his last companion. █FAMILY (Limax-Sanguis) ▬ Adaline (Mother- 53 ), William (Father- 55, deceased), Allison (Eldest Sister- 23 ), Bianca (Twin Sister- 18 ), Chase ( 18 ). █FAMILY (Sanguis) ▬ Clarissa (Grandmother- 85 ), Alfred (Grandfather- 86 ), Thomas ( Uncle- 50 ), Faith (Aunt- Married in to family- 47 ), Edith (Cousin- 14 ), George (Cousin- 13 ). █FAMILY (Limax) ▬ Judith (Grandmother- 76 ), Charlie (Grandfather- 73 ), [James (Uncle- 50 ), Heather (Aunt- Married in- 50 ), Daisy (Cousin- 19 ), Matthew (Cousin- 20 )], [Gabriella (Aunt- 47 ), Daniel (Uncle- Married in- 49 ), Max (Cousin- 18 ), Jake (Cousin- 15 ), Priscilla (Cousin- 12 )]. - Names inside brackets [ ] indicate family unit of: Mother, Father, and Offspring - Family Tree
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█PRIMARY WEAPON █ ▬ Burial Blade █ ▬ The burial blade begins as two separate pieces, one being a folded up length of the shaft of the scythe and the other being the scythe blade which can act as a sword. It can either be hooked onto the other half for convenience of carry, or when it is fitted into the slot of the top it causes the folded up shaft to full stretch out and transform. The shaft itself is 6 feet long fully extended, while the blade is 3 feet in length. █Melee Form ▬ Blade/compact █Ranged Form ▬ N/A █Other Form(s) ▬ Scythe █Ammo Type ▬ N/A █ ▬ It does not have a long range form as there is no ranged transformation
█*NAME ▬ The Sanguis Line █*AURA COLOR ▬ Pale blood red █*DESCRIPTION █ ▬ This semblance is a bloodline semblance of the Sanguis family. It allows the user to manipulate blood, typically just the users though it can affect others if specific criteria are met. Despite being a bloodline semblance, there is considerable variability in its use based off the specific user given the flexible nature of blood. This semblance can manipulate blood for offensive and defensive purposes by: being able to generate blood from existing sources, solidify it, and manipulate it once it exits the body. The abilities of this semblance are cumulative so multiple effects can be active at once. █*LEVEL 0 ▬ ( Sanguine Creation ) At the most basic level, chase is able to manipulate blood to suit his needs. This can take the form of creation of crystallized or liquid items out of blood, create blood from an existing source, or be able to manipulate blood in the form of blood tendrils that can rapidly move in a direction he wills it to. █*LEVEL 1▬ ( Corrosive Ichor ) Chase is now able to alter the properties of the blood he controls by causing it to become corrosive. When coming in contact with an object, the blood begins to corrode through it over a relatively quick span of time. When exposed to skin it begins with a burning sensation, and if not removed by quickly, it will begin to eat away at and through the skin. However, if the target has aura active the blood can only weaken the aura and does no damage to them otherwise. █*LEVEL 2▬ ( Shell of Cruor ) Chase is able to coat himself in an armor of blood by solidifying it around him. When doing so his movement speed is slowed down, but the crystallized blood provides significant defense. It also provides a measure of temperature resistance. Once created, it can be left in this form without Chase needing to maintain it. █*LEVEL 3 ▬ ( Heir of Blood) -Chase spends 3 posts gathering blood from all the sources that he can as a required material to fuel the rest of this levels ability. It forms the shape of a large blood sphere that completely surrounds chase. The blood sphere slows projectiles down significantly to not be as damaging to chase, and slows down melee strikes against it. Once the three posts are done, the sphere of blood moves away from chase and ascend into the sky where it stays like that for 1 post. After which...the blood sphere flattens and begins to rain blood in a sphere with a circumference of 50 feet. The blood, being more viscid than water, would serve to slow down anything other than chase when caught in its effect. However, this is only the first part of this ability. While chase is in the range of this blood rain, he gets empowered the longer he remains in it, the effects being cumulative. ▬ 1 post after blood rain (Blood knight): Chase becomes coated in crystallized blood like his level 2, but with liquid blood filling in the gaps to allow him to move unimpeded in the bloody rain. ▬ 3 post after blood rain (Crimson Wings): Chase grows a pair of blood wings that allow him to fly. ▬ 5 post after blood rain (Bloody hands): Chase has 2 bloody hands that he can have appear near his opponent (stemming from the blood on the ground) to attack or try and restrain a foe. It takes has the the visual sign of something swirling beneath the blood before it pops out to fulfill its purpose. ▬ 9 post after blood rain (Vermilion Voyage): Chase is able to sink into the blood on the floor in the range of blood rain and traverse through blood as a medium, propelling himself through it. He can't be seen traveling in the blood. ▬ 13 post after blood rain (Cardinal Tomb): This is the final and most powerful ability granted by blood rain. Chase can concentrate the blood rain to condense around enemies caught in its range to try and restrain them. If caught, the blood would quickly form around them and try to drown them in it. █*DRAWBACKS ▬ General: ▬ The user can only control his own blood, and blood of others only under specific circumstances. The circumstances being that 1) the blood has to first be outside the person body, and 2) he has to taste their blood. Once he has had a taste of the blood, he can use any blood that exits the other person's body. ▬ He always has to make himself bleed in order to be able to use the blood, as it needs to exit his body. ▬ He can only use it for: 5 posts per day at level 0, 10 posts per day at level 1, 15 posts per day at level 2, and 20 posts per day at level 3. ▬ After using his semblance, he needs to replenish the blood loss by either a transfusion or drinking blood. ▬ It takes one post to switch from liquid blood to solidified blood, and another post to do the reverse. ▬ In order to generate more blood than is naturally present, chase needs to spend 1 post to create an amount equal to the size of a person from a single source. This is him focusing on the blood and replicating it, be it from his own or from anothers. If there are multiple sources of blood though, he can create the same amount of blood per source. However, the blood cannot be corrosive as he is doing this, and generating the blood means he cannot control the blood to do anything else. ▬ If he uses his semblance for the max number of posts, he is left frail and weakened. He can push himself to manipulate blood for up to 3 more posts, but if he does he immediately passes out from blood loss and if not treated or taken somewhere he would die. ▬ With permission (whether ooc or in character), Chase can control the blood inside someone whose aura is entirely spent.
Sanguine creation: ▬ He can only manipulate blood to form one tendril, item, or connected combination of both from one source of blood in liquid form. Crystallizing blood will allow him to still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood from that source, if there is still a significant amount left. (Example: if he has one blood source, he can only control one tendril. If there are two, he can have 2 tendrils of combination of things he can create. If he makes a crystallized item of blood from one of the sources, and there is still a significant amount of blood left, he can still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood.) ▬It takes him a post to form an item or tendril, in which he can't use the blood source for any other purpose. Corrosive blood: ▬ This only applies to blood being manipulated in liquid form. Solidified blood is not corrosive. ▬Blood being created is not corrosive on the post it is being created in order for it to replicate.
Shell of Cruor: ▬If the shell is damaged, Chase can try to repair and maintain it. However, if he does so he cannot manipulate any other sources of blood. ▬The corrosive property does not apply to this use. ▬ It takes 1 post to form the blood armor, and while doing so the user can't manipulate any other blood.
Heir of Blood: ▬ In order to use this ability, chase must spend 3 posts creating enough blood to fuel it as the blood encircles him in a defensive ball (this does not speed up no matter how much blood sources he has access to). ▬ During the 3 posts, Chase is blind to everything around him and cannot use his blood for any other person. He is also immobilized in the spot he started forming it, unable to even move himself. ▬For every post he uses this level of his semblance, he must spend that much time recharging the next RP day. The three posts for forming it do not count towards the total recharge posts he must do. ▬ The day he uses this ability, regardless of how long he does, he cannot use his semblance for the rest of the day even if he had extra posts leftover for that day. ▬ This ability cannot be used again for one RP month. ▬ Once Chase finishes using this ability, he is left conscious but unable to stand or walk for 5 posts. ▬ In this form, he cannot control blood from other sources, only the blood in the blood beast. ▬ If he is pulled out of the blood sphere while its forming during the three posts, the effect ends and he won't be able to use the level 3 of the semblance for that day but will be able to use the lower levels still. ▬ For every post chase is outside of the blood rain, he loses one of the benefits he gained. He loses them in the reverse order he gained them. ▬ 1 post after blood rain (Blood knight): Outside of the blood rain, being coated in blood would slow him down. ▬ 3 post after blood rain (Crimson Wings): Chase can only fly in the range of his blood rain ▬ 5 post after blood rain (Bloody Hands): The hands remain fixed to the spot they appear, and to relocate, they must spend 1 post traveling in blood unable to attack. ▬ 9 post after blood rain (Vermilion Voyage): He cannot attack while in it and must leave the blood completely and fully formed before he can attack. It takes him a post to both travel and form again outside the blood after he has sunk into it. ▬ 13 post after blood rain (Cardinal Tomb): If an opponent has an ability to keep the blood away, can move quickly enough or is strong enough to to push it off, or even get out of the range of the blood rain, they will be able to free themselves from it and not be caught. They will drown within 2 posts if they cannot escape, as the blood would be trying to force its way into their body to drown them. After using this ability, he can no longer use vermillion voyage, Bloody hands, or crimson wings (they remain but he can't fly with them) for the rest of his semblance use. ▬ He cannot use the level 0-2 abilities of his semblance unless listed.
█HAIR ▬ White █CLOTHING ▬ Casual and hunter attire █ACCESSORIES ▬ Key necklace █EYES ▬ Red █BUILD ▬ Lean. Pale white skin. █TATTOOS ▬ █SCARS ▬ Several injection marks on his right thigh from repeated punctures █MARKINGS/ Faunus Features ▬ He has a slug mantle formation on his back that is a translucent blue color that is very squishy and soft to the touch (located right between his shoulder blades in an oval shape). It is about 1 foot wide and 1 foot tall. This does not share the functionality of the actual slug mantle.
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█NATURAL ABILITIES █Primary Talent ▬ Inventive █Faunus Trait/Bonus Talent ▬ He can regenerate limbs, other appendages and organs over time. This however takes an entire month to do so, and for organs he does need medical support to survive if the damage was severe. █Other Talents ▬ Strong, Intelligent █LEARNT ABILITIES █Strongest Skill ▬Personal weapon combat (the scythe, blade and repeating pistol) █Weakest Skill ▬ Navigation █Other Skills ▬ Weapon maintenance/Repair, Medicine, Pianist.
█LIKES █ ▬ (Hobbies/Talents) Tinkering █ ▬ (People) N/A █ ▬ (Foods) Vegetables █ ▬ (Objects) Old fashioned █ ▬ (Animals) Slugs, Dogs █DISLIKES █ ▬ (People) Bullies, Abusive █ ▬ (Foods) Salt █ ▬ (Objects) Flashy and colorful █ ▬ (Animals) Creatures that common Grimm resemble █ ▬ (Fears) Death, Losing others, Failure, His father █PERSONALITY TRAITS █Nature ▬ A quiet and calm individual who is fairly reserved, but social when comfortable. He is shy to most people he meets, preferring not to speak in the first few encounters. He is the type who will listen more often than speak out. █Vernacular ▬ When pressed to speak, he usually speaks softly but can easily speak at a more regular volume. His voice is a little gravelly, deep and he has a faint UK accent. █Positive Traits ▬ Observant, thoughtful, loyal, brave, quick thinker, tinkerer, Honest. █Negative Traits ▬ Extreme Aggression when pushed, sacrificial tendency, Easily Dehydrated, Honest.
██ ╫ H I S T O R Y ╫
█BACKGROUND ▬ [Early Life] Removed from the destruction only seven years prior of Mistral, a noble family that had moved in that time to Vale and attempted to reassert itself to keep its status...Lay a manor at the very edge of the continent, the back end of the manor overlooking a staggering drop to a jagged, tooth-filled, sea whose waves crashed against the rock. The manor itself had an air of beauty to it, in its own way. It had a long gate surrounding it, with guards at the main entrances of it standing in silent vigil, so rigid and still they may very well have been confused for statues. Past the spike tipped black gates, past the stone-faced guards...through the large wooden doors leading into the manor...Resided the Limax-Sanguis bloodline. The original name of the noble bloodline was Sanguis, as it had been during the great war, but in the stagnation of peace some things did change. New, unconsidered, outside blood was brought into the line: the Limax family. This union prompted the combination of two house; one old and secretive, decaying...and one new promising one, with a future almost guaranteed. The union also brought new life into the family: the first took the form of a human daughter named Allison. A bright and intelligent girl...but she was missing what was required of an air of the Sanguis line, even if the houses were now joined. Five years later, a pair of twins were born: one male and one female. Both of them were slug faunus like their mother, the female being named Bianca and the male being named Chase. Of the three children...Chase was the only one that had what was needed. The only one that passed the rite.
Their early years were spent as a happy existence. The twins were near inseparable, with their older sister spending her time playing and keeping an eye on them while their parents were busy. Their mother, Adaline, would spend the most time with the children, their father often being away on hunts or business as he would distinguish the two. None of the children saw much of their father, save for the occasional meal shared between all of them, for the first half of their lives. As they grew older, their studies began: both in history, writing, mathematics...the usual things kids would encounter in school. They still had their time to play, and their mother would often take them out to various areas on occasion to enjoy themselves. They were home schooled in these early years, having a rather nasally man as their professor who seemed to take pride in reprimanding them whenever able, or so they felt. They rarely saw the company of others, except for the occasional relative or business associate of fathers. Almost never was it of a person near their own ages. Still, it hardly bothered them. They had each other and their mother’s company, which suited them just fine to lead this quiet and secluded life from all others, in the safety of their own manor. It was not until the twins thirteenth year that their father, William, began to take a more active role in their lives; specifically, Chase's.
It was at this point that Allison had an accident at home. Their family had a line of hounds, bred from the earlier days of the Limax family that stemmed from their reputation of going into battle with hounds at their sides. The children had always been warned not to go near the dogs, they were creatures bred for hunting and battle. They would get to them in due time once they were ready and a new litter was available...but that had hardly deterred them from looking at them...with their boldness only growing as the years passed by. On that particular day, they had devised a plan: sneak a steak from the kitchen and stay near the fence that separated the hounds from them to try and get one close enough to pet. The plan did work...soon enough, a hound had wondered over to them and accepted the meat...but once Allison tentatively tried to pet the creature, it snapped at her hand and drew blood. With a shriek, all the children were in panic; their hysteria only growing once they saw Allison's bleeding hand as they rushed off to the kitchen to try and clean it while attempting to stop the bleeding...leaving a long bloody trail from the fence, through the house, to the very kitchen...Ordinarily, they may have been able to get away with such a thing with a minor scolding from their mother. However, in this instance Father had been home. Father saw to it that our lesson...could never be forgotten. The hound was never seen again from that day on, and Allison refused to go near the kennel no matter how much the twins insisted. For their father had taken her out one day, forbidding the twins from following...And Allison would never breathe a word of what had happened.
[The next 3 paragraphs happened in the same time period, but focusing on different events]
[Training] From that day forth, all three siblings began to practice in combat, and no longer were they kept in the isolation of their manner as they were sent to a faraway school during the week from Monday through Thursday, only returning on Friday and remaining home for the weekend. However, Allison was trained separately by their mother...with the twins being exclusively left to the tutelage of their father. Something that would scar them for the rest of their lives and make them dread the days they returned home...though they had little choice, as staying there led to a fate far worse than that. When left in the company of their father, almost never seeing their mother during their time at home...they would be subjected to their Father's regime. They awoke before the first light of dawn to run long laps around the manor grounds, only eating a small meal after they had done so. Then they would begin various physical exercises, ending in a spar with their own father with the only goal being to land a single blow on him...A goal they never reached, which in turn led to no dinner. This was not what they would come to dread, or at least it paled to what was to come. On their fifteenth year of age, their father changes their training upon seeing them still hesitating to strike one another, and of learning of Chase being bullied at school. Whenever he perceived they were holding back, even when they weren't, he would strike at his sister. Whenever Chase returned home wounded, or it was found out he had hidden rather than confront them, he would harm his sister. When they ran, their father would let the hounds loose (save their own) and they would have to run so the hounds could not get them. When they fought their father...he always had his weapon out and did not hesitate to strike at them when there was an opening. Their tiredness from the routine only led to more punishments, to the point where Chase would have to jump in front of his sister to prevent her from being hit. On his sixteenth year, Chase finally harbored enough anger and resentment of his father that it overpowered his fear of him...the point where he no longer went with his father’s routines and attacked him when he wasn't told to. Catching the man by surprise...though hardly enough to take him out of the count. After being thoroughly defeated soon after, his father only had this to say before he walked away: "Your training is finally finished. Congratulations." And true to his words, he never trained them again. And, soon after, that was when Chase began to join his father on his "hunts".
[School] Along with their training regime imposed by the will of their father, the twins and their older sister attended an old and prestigious academy. Unlike Allison, who enjoyed both her stay there and at home, the twins were met with only more misery. Though no one there knew of their father’s true nature, they did believe one thing; they were a taint of bloodline. Many other nobles believed the Limax line to be nothing more than pretenders who only postured in an attempt to steal power, while others saw them as a threat and envied their sudden rise, and thus hated them for it. While their parents could not target the Limax-Sanguis' parents...they could poison their own offspring's minds and take it out on them. From their very first day, the siblings were singled out and were confronted. Allison had none of it, and due to being a human and thus a stronger perceived bloodline tie to the Sanguis family, quickly asserted her dominance by taking down the first few and was never bothered again. The twins, however, fared far worse. Though they were primarily human in appearance, word had spread at some point of their faunus nature. Without needing to even see it, the other students focused on that impurity to target them. Unlike their sister, the twins were far meeker and were not willing to fight anyone to prove a point. They had no desire to hurt anyone or anything. Seeing this as weakness, their bullies persisted in their pestering and abuse of the twins, whether it be name calling, pranks, or physically attacking them. They dared not to when Allison was around...but due to their age difference those instances were few and far between. This would persist for the pair of them for the next several years, having only a single sympathetic soul at the school. From a more minor house was a girl named Amelia. Unlike the others, she actually was kind and got to know the twins, coming to their aid when needed and defending them when she could. But, being protected by another only encouraged the bullies to be especially hard on Chase when he was alone. All until his sixteenth year, the year he finally stood up to his father. The next school day when the bullies came, intent to keep the social order in place...they were met by a surprise. When they tried pushing Chase...he unleashed his pent-up fury of all the years of abuse. Each and every one of them left with something broken, and their clothes bloody. Because during his long years of abuse...Chase had developed a fight instinct. An instinct not to be the one who was continually abused, but to inflict it back on those who would try to. In truth, had they not backed off...he did not know how far he would have gone. Had it not been so well known what was done to him, and a pull of his own father’s influence...he would have been expelled.
[Semblance] Chase discovered his semblance during on of his training sessions with his father and sister, not knowing at the time his father was making it brutal to also find out if any of his spawn inherited it. He had wanted a shield or something to appear to stop his father from striking him, and from the blood that was leaking out of him a small one managed to appear. Though it did little to stop the actual strike as he felt it near full force, it did stop the training for that day as his father finally found the heir to the blood. From that day forth, chase would spend his evenings and sometimes days practicing the use of his semblance. His father would make sure to strike him or cut him if Chase ever hesitated to do so, and each day made him push himself to the limits. He threw all manner of obstacle or challenge on him, forcing chase to create a myriad of forms with his blood to try and adapt to the situation. He also forced chase to focus on creating blood, and would keep him at it and bleeding for hours on end till he was about to pass out from blood loss so he could create and control ever larger amounts of blood. This is also when chase found out the cost of using his semblance too much, as he had a strong urge to feed on blood whenever he did and would be left severely weakened and tired from its use regardless. Sometimes direly so.
[Sixteenth year and on] After "finishing" his training, Bianca and Chase had a new reprieve and something to look forward to when they returned. On Fridays, they were able to spend time with their mother and sister, not having to be subjected to the torment of their father. They were each finally given their own bloodhound, as was custom with the Limax family; save Allison, due to her fear of the hounds from her prior experience. However, while the others had the rest of the weekend to themselves...Chase did not receive that luxury. A month after his newfound freedom, his father informed him he would be joining him on his hunts which would now take place every weekend. While Chase had treated his father of his wounds, had had an idea of the type of damage that could be done by Grimm...Had studied them tirelessly from old scripts of his ancestors...it could not have prepared him for the reality of it. On his first outing, he was told just to watch and to bring his new hound with him, so it could also learn. His father took no such creature with him, nor did he need it. Once outside their manor, and deep in a nearby forest...his father was already tracking one. He never faltered in his steps, never second guessed...he did not even look particularly hard as he did so, somehow knowing where it would be. His first Grimm was the more typical beowolf, something he underestimated because of how common they were and how much he had studied on them. He noticed his father drink a mixture...and move to just behind a tree. Chase followed suit...but could begin to hear it nearing him, maybe catching his scent. His heart started to race as fear took him. His father told him he was here to only watch. Yet it was coming for him...was he bait!? He was near petrified with fear as he kept his back to the tree, knowing it would act as a beacon to him but unable to calm himself...and as he felt its breath from behind he felt he was going to die as he closed his eyes...before he heard a quickly silenced howl, and a loud thud. Shakily opening his eyes...he saw the creature's corpse on the ground beside him, a large sword plunged into its back. His father watching him disappointingly...before raising the sword and attacking him with it. Throwing himself to the floor while holding his hound, Chase quickly scrambled to his feet and bolted as he heard his father yelling for him to run. He had no idea where the manor was but that didn't stop him, hearing father in the background almost cackling. Chase ran for the next hour, encountering Grimm while scrambling to bolt away...but strangely, despite knowing they were faster, they never caught up to him, nor did his father. When he finally slowed down and looked behind him...he saw why. Behind his father who was yet a distance away...was a large trail of Grimm corpses. He had been used as bait to lure them...his very first lesson of the hunt. Control his fears. Something he had to learn fast, for as long as he was fearful he would become the bait.
Once he grew to control his fear, the lesson changed. His father had him use his Friday evenings to begin creating his own weapons as he attended to his own equipment. The urge to strike his father was always there...but he feared him too much. He only had the will to attack him before because he did not want to see his sister hurt...without her as a reason, he could never muster the will to. And so, he created his own weapon, a fitting one in his mind...Sword and Scythe, blended into one alongside a trusty repeating pistol for when he needed it. His father had named it the Burial blade upon its completion. During this time, he spent his days training his new hound, having to bring it on hunts with him. It soon learned rather than to whimper or cry out to remain silent during hunts, save for if Chase told him to be loud when scouting ahead for Grimm. Chase never tried to have it fight at this point, merely aid him in findings and circumventing Grimm for the most part. The two developed a strong bond with one another, each other responsible for the life of the other. And so, began his second lesson: fighting Grimm. His father would leave him alone in the forest once Grimm were near, giving him one condition for survival: survive for as long as he saw fit or kill it. He could not do the latter for the longest time, even with the help of his hound. It did help him stay alive, to distract the Grimm long enough to try and weaken it while waiting for his father’s aid. And the former method of testing...instilled both a healthy fear and hate for Grimm. Each night of the hunt was spent fighting for his life against Grimm...sometimes only one, or more than one if this father was particularly "helpful". And even though he did not kill any for the longest time...it finally gave him an outlet for all the anger he had for his father. Every swing of his blade, shot of his pistol...every wound he received, every time he was cornered...He just imagined it was his father, which only fueled his anger. He wanted to rend them limb from limb...until one day, when he was seventeen, he finally managed to kill one with his hound, left in a frenzy as he attacked it till it disappeared. And so, finished his final lesson from his father...and marked the beginning of the end.
[Dishonored] Adaline had not been taking what her father did to their children with open arms. In truth, until Chase had begun his hunting with his father she had been left unaware of it all as the twins were too fearful to say a word of it. However, with Bianca now in her care for the most part...she eventually learned the truth of it all. William had been a distant husband at the best of times...but he was a twisted man at heart, hidden beneath all the kindness he had shown her when they first met. And so...confrontation was inevitable. It may have been able to be resolved peacefully, but that was not the case of the matter. What initially started out as an argument soon turned to much more...The children were not left out of the matter either. Their father became violent, if weaponless, his anger at being questioned spiraling out of control. He began to attack his mother, and as the children tried to interfere...they were also made the target of his attacks. He had, at one point, come to have Bianca and Chase in a choke hold and was about to do more damage...but something snapped in Adaline at seeing that. Seeing her children in pain, in danger for their lives...The fight had progressed to the kitchen at this point, her oldest desperately trying to get him to let go of the twins as he was lost in his rage. It all ended silently, with wide eyes looks. His father’s grip suddenly laxed, the twins were finally free...a wide-eyed stare towards Adaline, his wife. Adaline's eyes were equally wide, her hands bloody and her entire body shaking as both their eyes looked down. A large kitchen knife was firmly in the man’s heart, and with a violent shudder...he slumped to the ground. Adaline immediately let go of the knife, hands going to cover her mouth...before pulling them away as they were covered in her husband’s blood...Just staring at them...The finality of her actions sinking in, as the children stared horrified at what had happened...Even Chase who despised his father could not quite believe that the terror...was finally dead...that his mother could have done it.
Though Chase did hide the evidence using his semblance...The death itself could not be hidden. While an investigation could find no one conclusive evidence to pin it on, the families had different reasons in mind. Both families blamed each other for the death of William, and while both thought of it for different reasons...they both agreed on who they believed was the culprit. For Chase was the only one who had that one day where he snapped and turned on all his bullies. The one instance of extreme violence in the spawn of what they both agreed to be a cursed union. The Limaxs were quick to turn on him in order to protect the reputation of their direct daughter, and thus family name. The Sanguis', though more reluctant due to him inheriting the family semblance, could not pin it on the mom due to her own families support. So they settled for him, having other heirs that they could look to to spread the line. One whose name would not be of the cursed union. So Chase was exiled from his own lands and home, his name being whispered as murderer of his father even if the authorities did not find him guilty of so. No matter how much his siblings and mother protested it, he would say no word in his defense. How could he turn it onto his own mother, the one who had saved his life, just to save his own? It was not something he would do, but he did not also plead guilty. His silence though was enough for them to be satisfied that "justice" had been done. And so Chase was stripped of his title and status for the foreseeable future. His one saving grace for a future, ironically, lay in his father's will. He had been intent on making Chase learn to hunt Grimm and so had registered him to attend beacon in Vale on his eighteenth birthday. And so, the dishonored noble was sent to attend the academy while being cut off from his family, thankfully being able to keep his bloodhound with him as his last companion. █FAMILY (Limax-Sanguis) ▬ Adaline (Mother- 53 ), William (Father- 55, deceased), Allison (Eldest Sister- 23 ), Bianca (Twin Sister- 18 ), Chase ( 18 ). █FAMILY (Sanguis) ▬ Clarissa (Grandmother- 85 ), Alfred (Grandfather- 86 ), Thomas ( Uncle- 50 ), Faith (Aunt- Married in to family- 47 ), Edith (Cousin- 14 ), George (Cousin- 13 ). █FAMILY (Limax) ▬ Judith (Grandmother- 76 ), Charlie (Grandfather- 73 ), [James (Uncle- 50 ), Heather (Aunt- Married in- 50 ), Daisy (Cousin- 19 ), Matthew (Cousin- 20 )], [Gabriella (Aunt- 47 ), Daniel (Uncle- Married in- 49 ), Max (Cousin- 18 ), Jake (Cousin- 15 ), Priscilla (Cousin- 12 )]. - Names inside brackets [ ] indicate family unit of: Mother, Father, and Offspring - Family Tree
██ ╫ I N V E N T O R Y ╫
█PRIMARY WEAPON █ ▬ Burial Blade █ ▬ The burial blade begins as two separate pieces, one being a folded up length of the shaft of the scythe and the other being the scythe blade which can act as a sword. It can either be hooked onto the other half for convenience of carry, or when it is fitted into the slot of the top it causes the folded up shaft to full stretch out and transform. The shaft itself is 6 feet long fully extended, while the blade is 3 feet in length. █Melee Form ▬ Blade/compact █Ranged Form ▬ N/A █Other Form(s) ▬ Scythe █Ammo Type ▬ N/A █ ▬ It does not have a long range form as there is no ranged transformation
█*NAME ▬ The Sanguis Line █*AURA COLOR ▬ Pale blood red █*DESCRIPTION █ ▬ This semblance is a bloodline semblance of the Sanguis family. It allows the user to manipulate blood, typically just the users though it can affect others if specific criteria are met. Despite being a bloodline semblance, there is considerable variability in its use based off the specific user given the flexible nature of blood. This semblance can manipulate blood for offensive and defensive purposes by: being able to generate blood from existing sources, solidify it, and manipulate it once it exits the body. The abilities of this semblance are cumulative so multiple effects can be active at once. █*LEVEL 0 ▬ ( Sanguine Creation ) At the most basic level, chase is able to manipulate blood to suit his needs. This can take the form of creation of crystallized or liquid items out of blood, create blood from an existing source, or be able to manipulate blood in the form of blood tendrils that can rapidly move in a direction he wills it to. █*LEVEL 1▬ ( Corrosive Ichor ) Chase is now able to alter the properties of the blood he controls by causing it to become corrosive. When coming in contact with an object, the blood begins to corrode through it over a relatively quick span of time. When exposed to skin it begins with a burning sensation, and if not removed by quickly, it will begin to eat away at and through the skin. However, if the target has aura active the blood can only weaken the aura and does no damage to them otherwise. █*LEVEL 2▬ ( Shell of Cruor ) Chase is able to coat himself in an armor of blood by solidifying it around him. When doing so his movement speed is slowed down, but the crystallized blood provides significant defense. It also provides a measure of temperature resistance. Once created, it can be left in this form without Chase needing to maintain it. █*LEVEL 3 ▬ ( Heir of Blood) Chase spends 3 posts gathering blood from all the sources that he can as a required material to fuel the rest of this levels ability. It forms the shape of a large blood sphere that completely surrounds chase. The blood sphere slows projectiles down significantly to not be as damaging to chase, and slows down melee strikes against it. Once the three posts are done, the sphere of blood moves away from chase and ascend into the sky where it stays like that for 1 post. After which...the blood sphere flattens and begins to rain blood in a sphere with a radius of 50 feet. The blood, being more viscid than water, would serve to slow down anything other than chase when caught in its effect. However, this is only the first part of this ability. While chase is in the range of this blood rain, he gets empowered the longer he remains in it, the effects being cumulative. ▬ 1 post after blood rain (Blood knight): Chase becomes coated in crystallized blood like his level 2, but with liquid blood filling in the gaps to allow him to move unimpeded in the bloody rain. ▬ 3 post after blood rain (Crimson Wings): Chase grows a pair of blood wings that allow him to fly. ▬ 5 post after blood rain (Bloody hands): Chase has 2 bloody hands that he can have appear near his opponent (stemming from the blood on the ground) to attack or try and restrain a foe. It takes has the the visual sign of something swirling beneath the blood before it pops out to fulfill its purpose. ▬ 9 post after blood rain (Vermilion Voyage): Chase is able to sink into the blood on the floor in the range of blood rain and traverse through blood as a medium, propelling himself through it. He can't be seen traveling in the blood. ▬ 13 post after blood rain (Cardinal Tomb): This is the final and most powerful ability granted by blood rain. Chase can concentrate the blood rain to condense around enemies caught in its range to try and restrain them. If caught, the blood would quickly form around them and try to drown them in it. █*DRAWBACKS ▬ General: ▬ The user can only control his own blood, and blood of others only under specific circumstances. The circumstances being that 1) the blood has to first be outside the person body, and 2) he has to taste their blood. Once he has had a taste of the blood, he can use any blood that exits the other person's body. ▬ He always has to make himself bleed in order to be able to use the blood, as it needs to exit his body. ▬ He can only use it for: 5 posts per day at level 0, 10 posts per day at level 1, 15 posts per day at level 2, and 20 posts per day at level 3. ▬ After using his semblance, he needs to replenish the blood loss by either a transfusion or drinking blood. ▬ It takes one post to switch from liquid blood to solidified blood, and another post to do the reverse. ▬ In order to generate more blood than is naturally present, chase needs to spend 1 post to create an amount equal to the size of a person from a single source. This is him focusing on the blood and replicating it, be it from his own or from anothers. If there are multiple sources of blood though, he can create the same amount of blood per source. However, the blood cannot be corrosive as he is doing this, and generating the blood means he cannot control the blood to do anything else. ▬ If he uses his semblance for the max number of posts, he is left frail and weakened. He can push himself to manipulate blood for up to 3 more posts, but if he does he immediately passes out from blood loss and if not treated or taken somewhere he would die. ▬ With permission (whether ooc or in character), Chase can control the blood inside someone whose aura is entirely spent.
Sanguine creation: ▬ He can only manipulate blood to form one tendril, item, or connected combination of both from one source of blood in liquid form. Crystallizing blood will allow him to still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood from that source, if there is still a significant amount left. (Example: if he has one blood source, he can only control one tendril. If there are two, he can have 2 tendrils or combination of things he can create. If he makes a crystallized item of blood from one of the sources, and there is still a significant amount of blood left, he can still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood.) ▬It takes him a post to form an item or tendril, in which he can't use the blood source for any other purpose. Corrosive blood: ▬ This only applies to blood being manipulated in liquid form. Solidified blood is not corrosive. ▬Blood being created is not corrosive on the post it is being created in order for it to replicate.
Shell of Cruor: ▬If the shell is damaged, Chase can try to repair and maintain it. However, if he does so he cannot manipulate any other sources of blood. ▬The corrosive property does not apply to this use. ▬ It takes 1 post to form the blood armor, and while doing so the user can't manipulate any other blood.
Heir of Blood: ▬ In order to use this ability, chase must spend 3 posts creating enough blood to fuel it as the blood encircles him in a defensive ball (this does not speed up no matter how much blood sources he has access to). ▬ During the 3 posts, Chase is blind to everything around him and cannot use his blood for any other person. He is also immobilized in the spot he started forming it, unable to even move himself. ▬For every post he uses this level of his semblance, he must spend that much time recharging the next RP day. The three posts for forming it do not count towards the total recharge posts he must do. ▬ The day he uses this ability, regardless of how long he does, he cannot use his semblance for the rest of the day even if he had extra posts leftover for that day. ▬ This ability cannot be used again for one RP month. ▬ Once Chase finishes using this ability, he is left conscious but unable to stand or walk for 5 posts. ▬ In this form, he cannot control blood from other sources, only the blood in the blood rain. ▬ If he is pulled out of the blood sphere while its forming during the three posts, the effect ends and he won't be able to use the level 3 of the semblance for that day but will be able to use the lower levels still. ▬ For every post chase is outside of the blood rain, he loses one of the benefits he gained. He loses them in the reverse order he gained them. ▬ 1 post after blood rain (Blood knight): Outside of the blood rain, being coated in blood would slow him down. ▬ 3 post after blood rain (Crimson Wings): Chase can only fly in the range of his blood rain ▬ 5 post after blood rain (Bloody Hands): The hands remain fixed to the spot they appear, and to relocate, they must spend 1 post traveling in blood unable to attack. ▬ 9 post after blood rain (Vermilion Voyage): He cannot attack while in it and must leave the blood completely and fully formed before he can attack. It takes him a post to both travel and form again outside the blood after he has sunk into it. ▬ 13 post after blood rain (Cardinal Tomb): If an opponent has an ability to keep the blood away, can move quickly enough or is strong enough to to push it off, or even get out of the range of the blood rain, they will be able to free themselves from it and not be caught. They will drown within 2 posts if they cannot escape, as the blood would be trying to force its way into their body to drown them. After using this ability, he can no longer use vermillion voyage, Bloody hands, or crimson wings (they remain but he can't fly with them) for the rest of his semblance use. ▬ He cannot use the level 0-2 abilities of his semblance unless listed.
█*CURRENT TEAM ▬ Respect (RPCT) █*PARTNER(S) ▬ Tabby, White Steel, Angel █NICKNAME(S) ▬ Hunter, Murderer █OCCUPATION ▬ Part of the staff of Dr. Lenz's clinic
██ ╫ A F F E C T A T I O N ╫
█HEIGHT ▬5'10 █WEIGHT ▬175
█HAIR ▬ White █CLOTHING ▬ Casual and hunter attire █ACCESSORIES ▬ Key necklace █EYES ▬ Red █BUILD ▬ Lean. Pale white skin. █TATTOOS ▬ █SCARS ▬ Several injection marks on his right thigh from repeated punctures █MARKINGS/ Faunus Features ▬ He has a slug mantle formation on his back that is a translucent blue color that is very squishy and soft to the touch (located right between his shoulder blades in an oval shape). It is about 1 foot wide and 1 foot tall. This does not share the functionality of the actual slug mantle.
█ █ ╫ A R C H E T Y P E ╫
█NATURAL ABILITIES █Primary Talent ▬ Medicine: Having worked in Dr. Lenz's clinic for a long time now, Chase has picked up much of the procedures and knowledge that a Doctor/ Nurse would know in treating patients. █Faunus Trait/Bonus Talent ▬ He can regenerate limbs, other appendages and organs over time. This however takes an entire roleplay month to do so, and for organs he does need medical support to survive if the damage was severe. █Other Talents ▬ Strong, Intelligent █LEARNT ABILITIES █Strongest Skill ▬Personal weapon combat (the scythe, blade and repeating pistol) █Weakest Skill ▬ Shy (social): Chase has an almost crippling shyness with strangers and those he doesn't know; the act of speaking is sometimes impossible for him. Slow reflexes(combat): Due to Chase being analytical and trying to figure out the best paths in a fight by taking everything into account, he does not have fast reflexes. If something is coming as a surprise, or if he has to react fast, he usually freezes in uncertainty and all he can really do is try to brace for impact (this is besides putting up aura). █Other Skills ▬ Weapon maintenance/Repair, Herbology, Pianist.
█LIKES █ ▬ (Hobbies/Talents) Tinkering █ ▬ (People) Kind, friendly, soft-spoken, intelligent █ ▬ (Foods) Vegetables █ ▬ (Objects) Old fashioned █ ▬ (Animals) Slugs, Dogs █DISLIKES █ ▬ (People) Bullies, Abusive, Rude, Un-intelligent █ ▬ (Foods) Salt █ ▬ (Objects) Flashy and colorful █ ▬ (Animals) Creatures that common Grimm resemble █ ▬ (Fears) Death, Losing others, Failure, His father █PERSONALITY TRAITS █Nature ▬ A quiet and calm individual who is fairly reserved, but social when comfortable. He is shy to most people he meets, preferring not to speak in the first few encounters. He is the type who will listen more often than speak out. █Vernacular ▬ When pressed to speak, he usually speaks softly but can easily speak at a more regular volume. His voice is a little gravelly, deep and he has a faint UK accent. █Positive Traits ▬ Observant, thoughtful, loyal, brave, quick thinker, tinkerer, Honest. █Negative Traits ▬ Extreme Aggression when pushed, sacrificial tendency, Easily Dehydrated, Honest.
██ ╫ H I S T O R Y ╫
█BACKGROUND ▬ [Early Life] Removed from the destruction only seven years prior of Mistral, a noble family that had moved in that time to Vale and attempted to reassert itself to keep its status...Lay a manor at the very edge of the continent, the back end of the manor overlooking a staggering drop to a jagged, tooth-filled, sea whose waves crashed against the rock. The manor itself had an air of beauty to it, in its own way. It had a long gate surrounding it, with guards at the main entrances of it standing in silent vigil, so rigid and still they may very well have been confused for statues. Past the spike tipped black gates, past the stone-faced guards...through the large wooden doors leading into the manor...Resided the Limax-Sanguis bloodline. The original name of the noble bloodline was Sanguis, as it had been during the great war, but in the stagnation of peace some things did change. New, unconsidered, outside blood was brought into the line: the Limax family. This union prompted the combination of two house; one old and secretive, decaying...and one new promising one, with a future almost guaranteed. The union also brought new life into the family: the first took the form of a human daughter named Allison. A bright and intelligent girl...but she was missing what was required of an air of the Sanguis line, even if the houses were now joined. Five years later, a pair of twins were born: one male and one female. Both of them were slug faunus like their mother, the female being named Bianca and the male being named Chase. Of the three children...Chase was the only one that had what was needed. The only one that passed the rite.
Their early years were spent as a happy existence. The twins were near inseparable, with their older sister spending her time playing and keeping an eye on them while their parents were busy. Their mother, Adaline, would spend the most time with the children, their father often being away on hunts or business as he would distinguish the two. None of the children saw much of their father, save for the occasional meal shared between all of them, for the first half of their lives. As they grew older, their studies began: both in history, writing, mathematics...the usual things kids would encounter in school. They still had their time to play, and their mother would often take them out to various areas on occasion to enjoy themselves. They were home schooled in these early years, having a rather nasally man as their professor who seemed to take pride in reprimanding them whenever able, or so they felt. They rarely saw the company of others, except for the occasional relative or business associate of fathers. Almost never was it of a person near their own ages. Still, it hardly bothered them. They had each other and their mother’s company, which suited them just fine to lead this quiet and secluded life from all others, in the safety of their own manor. It was not until the twins thirteenth year that their father, William, began to take a more active role in their lives; specifically, Chase's.
It was at this point that Allison had an accident at home. Their family had a line of hounds, bred from the earlier days of the Limax family that stemmed from their reputation of going into battle with hounds at their sides. The children had always been warned not to go near the dogs, they were creatures bred for hunting and battle. They would get to them in due time once they were ready and a new litter was available...but that had hardly deterred them from looking at them...with their boldness only growing as the years passed by. On that particular day, they had devised a plan: sneak a steak from the kitchen and stay near the fence that separated the hounds from them to try and get one close enough to pet. The plan did work...soon enough, a hound had wondered over to them and accepted the meat...but once Allison tentatively tried to pet the creature, it snapped at her hand and drew blood. With a shriek, all the children were in panic; their hysteria only growing once they saw Allison's bleeding hand as they rushed off to the kitchen to try and clean it while attempting to stop the bleeding...leaving a long bloody trail from the fence, through the house, to the very kitchen...Ordinarily, they may have been able to get away with such a thing with a minor scolding from their mother. However, in this instance Father had been home. Father saw to it that our lesson...could never be forgotten. The hound was never seen again from that day on, and Allison refused to go near the kennel no matter how much the twins insisted. For their father had taken her out one day, forbidding the twins from following...And Allison would never breathe a word of what had happened.
[The next 3 paragraphs happened in the same time period, but focusing on different events]
[Training] From that day forth, all three siblings began to practice in combat, and no longer were they kept in the isolation of their manner as they were sent to a faraway school during the week from Monday through Thursday, only returning on Friday and remaining home for the weekend. However, Allison was trained separately by their mother...with the twins being exclusively left to the tutelage of their father. Something that would scar them for the rest of their lives and make them dread the days they returned home...though they had little choice, as staying there led to a fate far worse than that. When left in the company of their father, almost never seeing their mother during their time at home...they would be subjected to their Father's regime. They awoke before the first light of dawn to run long laps around the manor grounds, only eating a small meal after they had done so. Then they would begin various physical exercises, ending in a spar with their own father with the only goal being to land a single blow on him...A goal they never reached, which in turn led to no dinner. This was not what they would come to dread, or at least it paled to what was to come. On their fifteenth year of age, their father changes their training upon seeing them still hesitating to strike one another, and of learning of Chase being bullied at school. Whenever he perceived they were holding back, even when they weren't, he would strike at his sister. Whenever Chase returned home wounded, or it was found out he had hidden rather than confront them, he would harm his sister. When they ran, their father would let the hounds loose (save their own) and they would have to run so the hounds could not get them. When they fought their father...he always had his weapon out and did not hesitate to strike at them when there was an opening. Their tiredness from the routine only led to more punishments, to the point where Chase would have to jump in front of his sister to prevent her from being hit. On his sixteenth year, Chase finally harbored enough anger and resentment of his father that it overpowered his fear of him...the point where he no longer went with his father’s routines and attacked him when he wasn't told to. Catching the man by surprise...though hardly enough to take him out of the count. After being thoroughly defeated soon after, his father only had this to say before he walked away: "Your training is finally finished. Congratulations." And true to his words, he never trained them again. And, soon after, that was when Chase began to join his father on his "hunts".
[School] Along with their training regime imposed by the will of their father, the twins and their older sister attended an old and prestigious academy. Unlike Allison, who enjoyed both her stay there and at home, the twins were met with only more misery. Though no one there knew of their father’s true nature, they did believe one thing; they were a taint of bloodline. Many other nobles believed the Limax line to be nothing more than pretenders who only postured in an attempt to steal power, while others saw them as a threat and envied their sudden rise, and thus hated them for it. While their parents could not target the Limax-Sanguis' parents...they could poison their own offspring's minds and take it out on them. From their very first day, the siblings were singled out and were confronted. Allison had none of it, and due to being a human and thus a stronger perceived bloodline tie to the Sanguis family, quickly asserted her dominance by taking down the first few and was never bothered again. The twins, however, fared far worse. Though they were primarily human in appearance, word had spread at some point of their faunus nature. Without needing to even see it, the other students focused on that impurity to target them. Unlike their sister, the twins were far meeker and were not willing to fight anyone to prove a point. They had no desire to hurt anyone or anything. Seeing this as weakness, their bullies persisted in their pestering and abuse of the twins, whether it be name calling, pranks, or physically attacking them. They dared not to when Allison was around...but due to their age difference those instances were few and far between. This would persist for the pair of them for the next several years, having only a single sympathetic soul at the school. From a more minor house was a girl named Amelia. Unlike the others, she actually was kind and got to know the twins, coming to their aid when needed and defending them when she could. But, being protected by another only encouraged the bullies to be especially hard on Chase when he was alone. All until his sixteenth year, the year he finally stood up to his father. The next school day when the bullies came, intent to keep the social order in place...they were met by a surprise. When they tried pushing Chase...he unleashed his pent-up fury of all the years of abuse. Each and every one of them left with something broken, and their clothes bloody. Because during his long years of abuse...Chase had developed a fight instinct. An instinct not to be the one who was continually abused, but to inflict it back on those who would try to. In truth, had they not backed off...he did not know how far he would have gone. Had it not been so well known what was done to him, and a pull of his own father’s influence...he would have been expelled.
[Semblance] Chase discovered his semblance during on of his training sessions with his father and sister, not knowing at the time his father was making it brutal to also find out if any of his spawn inherited it. He had wanted a shield or something to appear to stop his father from striking him, and from the blood that was leaking out of him a small one managed to appear. Though it did little to stop the actual strike as he felt it near full force, it did stop the training for that day as his father finally found the heir to the blood. From that day forth, chase would spend his evenings and sometimes days practicing the use of his semblance. His father would make sure to strike him or cut him if Chase ever hesitated to do so, and each day made him push himself to the limits. He threw all manner of obstacle or challenge on him, forcing chase to create a myriad of forms with his blood to try and adapt to the situation. He also forced chase to focus on creating blood, and would keep him at it and bleeding for hours on end till he was about to pass out from blood loss so he could create and control ever larger amounts of blood. This is also when chase found out the cost of using his semblance too much, as he had a strong urge to feed on blood whenever he did and would be left severely weakened and tired from its use regardless. Sometimes direly so.
[Sixteenth year and on] After "finishing" his training, Bianca and Chase had a new reprieve and something to look forward to when they returned. On Fridays, they were able to spend time with their mother and sister, not having to be subjected to the torment of their father. They were each finally given their own bloodhound, as was custom with the Limax family; save Allison, due to her fear of the hounds from her prior experience. However, while the others had the rest of the weekend to themselves...Chase did not receive that luxury. A month after his newfound freedom, his father informed him he would be joining him on his hunts which would now take place every weekend. While Chase had treated his father of his wounds, had had an idea of the type of damage that could be done by Grimm...Had studied them tirelessly from old scripts of his ancestors...it could not have prepared him for the reality of it. On his first outing, he was told just to watch and to bring his new hound with him, so it could also learn. His father took no such creature with him, nor did he need it. Once outside their manor, and deep in a nearby forest...his father was already tracking one. He never faltered in his steps, never second guessed...he did not even look particularly hard as he did so, somehow knowing where it would be. His first Grimm was the more typical beowolf, something he underestimated because of how common they were and how much he had studied on them. He noticed his father drink a mixture...and move to just behind a tree. Chase followed suit...but could begin to hear it nearing him, maybe catching his scent. His heart started to race as fear took him. His father told him he was here to only watch. Yet it was coming for him...was he bait!? He was near petrified with fear as he kept his back to the tree, knowing it would act as a beacon to him but unable to calm himself...and as he felt its breath from behind he felt he was going to die as he closed his eyes...before he heard a quickly silenced howl, and a loud thud. Shakily opening his eyes...he saw the creature's corpse on the ground beside him, a large sword plunged into its back. His father watching him disappointingly...before raising the sword and attacking him with it. Throwing himself to the floor while holding his hound, Chase quickly scrambled to his feet and bolted as he heard his father yelling for him to run. He had no idea where the manor was but that didn't stop him, hearing father in the background almost cackling. Chase ran for the next hour, encountering Grimm while scrambling to bolt away...but strangely, despite knowing they were faster, they never caught up to him, nor did his father. When he finally slowed down and looked behind him...he saw why. Behind his father who was yet a distance away...was a large trail of Grimm corpses. He had been used as bait to lure them...his very first lesson of the hunt. Control his fears. Something he had to learn fast, for as long as he was fearful he would become the bait.
Once he grew to control his fear, the lesson changed. His father had him use his Friday evenings to begin creating his own weapons as he attended to his own equipment. The urge to strike his father was always there...but he feared him too much. He only had the will to attack him before because he did not want to see his sister hurt...without her as a reason, he could never muster the will to. And so, he created his own weapon, a fitting one in his mind...Sword and Scythe, blended into one alongside a trusty repeating pistol for when he needed it. His father had named it the Burial blade upon its completion. During this time, he spent his days training his new hound, having to bring it on hunts with him. It soon learned rather than to whimper or cry out to remain silent during hunts, save for if Chase told him to be loud when scouting ahead for Grimm. Chase never tried to have it fight at this point, merely aid him in findings and circumventing Grimm for the most part. The two developed a strong bond with one another, each other responsible for the life of the other. And so, began his second lesson: fighting Grimm. His father would leave him alone in the forest once Grimm were near, giving him one condition for survival: survive for as long as he saw fit or kill it. He could not do the latter for the longest time, even with the help of his hound. It did help him stay alive, to distract the Grimm long enough to try and weaken it while waiting for his father’s aid. And the former method of testing...instilled both a healthy fear and hate for Grimm. Each night of the hunt was spent fighting for his life against Grimm...sometimes only one, or more than one if this father was particularly "helpful". And even though he did not kill any for the longest time...it finally gave him an outlet for all the anger he had for his father. Every swing of his blade, shot of his pistol...every wound he received, every time he was cornered...He just imagined it was his father, which only fueled his anger. He wanted to rend them limb from limb...until one day, when he was seventeen, he finally managed to kill one with his hound, left in a frenzy as he attacked it till it disappeared. And so, finished his final lesson from his father...and marked the beginning of the end.
[Dishonored] Adaline had not been taking what her father did to their children with open arms. In truth, until Chase had begun his hunting with his father she had been left unaware of it all as the twins were too fearful to say a word of it. However, with Bianca now in her care for the most part...she eventually learned the truth of it all. William had been a distant husband at the best of times...but he was a twisted man at heart, hidden beneath all the kindness he had shown her when they first met. And so...confrontation was inevitable. It may have been able to be resolved peacefully, but that was not the case of the matter. What initially started out as an argument soon turned to much more...The children were not left out of the matter either. Their father became violent, if weaponless, his anger at being questioned spiraling out of control. He began to attack his mother, and as the children tried to interfere...they were also made the target of his attacks. He had, at one point, come to have Bianca and Chase in a choke hold and was about to do more damage...but something snapped in Adaline at seeing that. Seeing her children in pain, in danger for their lives...The fight had progressed to the kitchen at this point, her oldest desperately trying to get him to let go of the twins as he was lost in his rage. It all ended silently, with wide eyes looks. His father’s grip suddenly laxed, the twins were finally free...a wide-eyed stare towards Adaline, his wife. Adaline's eyes were equally wide, her hands bloody and her entire body shaking as both their eyes looked down. A large kitchen knife was firmly in the man’s heart, and with a violent shudder...he slumped to the ground. Adaline immediately let go of the knife, hands going to cover her mouth...before pulling them away as they were covered in her husband’s blood...Just staring at them...The finality of her actions sinking in, as the children stared horrified at what had happened...Even Chase who despised his father could not quite believe that the terror...was finally dead...that his mother could have done it.
Though Chase did hide the evidence using his semblance...The death itself could not be hidden. While an investigation could find no one conclusive evidence to pin it on, the families had different reasons in mind. Both families blamed each other for the death of William, and while both thought of it for different reasons...they both agreed on who they believed was the culprit. For Chase was the only one who had that one day where he snapped and turned on all his bullies. The one instance of extreme violence in the spawn of what they both agreed to be a cursed union. The Limaxs were quick to turn on him in order to protect the reputation of their direct daughter, and thus family name. The Sanguis', though more reluctant due to him inheriting the family semblance, could not pin it on the mom due to her own families support. So they settled for him, having other heirs that they could look to to spread the line. One whose name would not be of the cursed union. So Chase was exiled from his own lands and home, his name being whispered as murderer of his father even if the authorities did not find him guilty of so. No matter how much his siblings and mother protested it, he would say no word in his defense. How could he turn it onto his own mother, the one who had saved his life, just to save his own? It was not something he would do, but he did not also plead guilty. His silence though was enough for them to be satisfied that "justice" had been done. And so Chase was stripped of his title and status for the foreseeable future. His one saving grace for a future, ironically, lay in his father's will. He had been intent on making Chase learn to hunt Grimm and so had registered him to attend beacon in Vale on his eighteenth birthday. And so, the dishonored noble was sent to attend the academy while being cut off from his family, thankfully being able to keep his bloodhound with him as his last companion. █FAMILY (Limax-Sanguis) ▬ Adaline (Mother- 54 ), William (Father- 55, deceased), Allison (Eldest Sister- 24 ), Bianca (Twin Sister- 19 ), Chase ( 19 ). █FAMILY (Sanguis) ▬ Clarissa (Grandmother- 86 ), Alfred (Grandfather- 87 ), Thomas ( Uncle- 51 ), Faith (Aunt- Married in to family- 48 ), Edith (Cousin- 15 ), George (Cousin- 14 ). █FAMILY (Limax) ▬ Judith (Grandmother- 77 ), Charlie (Grandfather- 74 ), [James (Uncle- 51 ), Heather (Aunt- Married in- 51 ), Daisy (Cousin- 20 ), Matthew (Cousin- 21 )], [Gabriella (Aunt- 48 ), Daniel (Uncle- Married in- 50 ), Max (Cousin- 19 ), Jake (Cousin- 16 ), Priscilla (Cousin- 13 )]. - Names inside brackets [ ] indicate family unit of: Mother, Father, and Offspring - Family Tree
██ ╫ I N V E N T O R Y ╫
█PRIMARY WEAPON █ ▬ Burial Blade █ ▬ The burial blade begins as two separate pieces, one being a folded up length of the shaft of the scythe and the other being the scythe blade which can act as a sword. It can either be hooked onto the other half for convenience of carry, or when it is fitted into the slot of the top it causes the folded up shaft to full stretch out and transform. The shaft itself is 6 feet long fully extended, while the blade is 3 feet in length (the blade is a double edged one so sharp on both sides) █Melee Form ▬ Blade/compact █Ranged Form ▬ N/A █Other Form(s) ▬ Scythe █Ammo Type ▬ N/A █ ▬ It does not have a long range form as there is no ranged transformation
█*NAME ▬ The Sanguis Line █*AURA COLOR ▬ Pale blood red █*DESCRIPTION █ ▬ This semblance is a bloodline semblance of the Sanguis family. It allows the user to manipulate blood, typically just the users though it can affect others if specific criteria are met. Despite being a bloodline semblance, there is considerable variability in its use based off the specific user given the flexible nature of blood. This semblance can manipulate blood for offensive and defensive purposes by: being able to generate blood from existing sources, solidify it, and manipulate it once it exits the body. The abilities of this semblance are cumulative so multiple effects can be active at once. █*LEVEL 0 ▬ ( Sanguine Creation ) At the most basic level, chase is able to manipulate blood to suit his needs. This can take the form of creation of crystallized or liquid items out of blood, create blood from an existing source, or be able to manipulate blood in the form of blood tendrils that can rapidly move in a direction he wills it to. █*LEVEL 1▬ ( Corrosive Ichor ) Chase is now able to alter the properties of the blood he controls by causing it to become corrosive. When coming in contact with an object, the blood begins to corrode through it over a relatively quick span of time. When exposed to skin it can cause second degree burns, and if not removed quickly, it will begin to eat away at and through the skin. This does not pierce through aura though. █*LEVEL 2▬ ( Heir of Blood ) This is activated by Chase purposefully wounding himself, or being very wounded by opponents, to expend much of his own blood in an almost explosive burst that knocks back all those around him by ten feet if they are within ten feet from him. In doing this, Chase has all of his melee weapon attacks augmented by blood; his reach and power of attacks increased as a trail of blood extends from his attacks to hit opponents (example in drawback). When triggered, this lasts till his semblance hits cooldown if active; if not active this activates it. █*LEVEL 3 ▬ ( Blood Moon) This is where Chase's semblance realizes its true potential. In this state, with the same activation as the level two of purposefully wounding himself, Chase can generate blood for his own semblance passively as it flows out of him. Every post while this is active, he creates a persons worth of blood (his in this context) that he can manipulate into creations within the same post. Meaning he can create and have a blood tendril attack a target within the same post as an example. █*DRAWBACKS ▬ General: ▬ The user can only control his own blood, and blood of others only under specific circumstances. The circumstances being that 1) the blood has to first be outside the person body, and 2) he has to taste their blood. Once he has had a taste of the blood, he can use any blood that exits the other person's body. ▬ He always has to make himself bleed in order to be able to use the blood, as it needs to exit his body. ▬ He can only use it for: 5 posts with a 5 post cooldown at level 0, 6 posts with a 7 post cooldown at level 1, 7 posts with a 7 post cooldown at level 2, and 6 posts with a 8 post cooldown at level 3. ▬ After using his semblance, he needs to replenish the blood loss by either a transfusion or drinking blood. ▬ It takes one post to switch from liquid blood to solidified blood, and another post to do the reverse. ▬ In order to generate more blood than is naturally present, chase needs to spend 1 post to create an amount equal to the size of a person from a single source. This is him focusing on the blood and replicating it, be it from his own or from another. If there are multiple sources of blood though, he can create the same amount of blood per source. However, the blood cannot be corrosive as he is doing this, and generating the blood means he cannot control the blood to do anything else. ▬ If he uses his semblance twice in the same thread/day, then he is left frail and weakened once he hits cooldown (no aura and weakest skill speed during this cooldown). He can push himself to manipulate blood for up to 3 more posts, but if he does he immediately passes out from blood loss and if not treated or taken somewhere in the next 5 posts he would die.. ▬ With permission (whether ooc or in character), Chase can control the blood inside someone else. ▬ He can only manipulate blood within 50 feet of him; outside that range he loses control of it
Sanguine creation: ▬ He can only manipulate blood to form one tendril, item, or connected combination of both from one source of blood in liquid form. Crystallizing blood will allow him to still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood from that source, if there is still a significant amount left. (Example: if he has one blood source, he can only control one tendril. If there are two, he can have 2 tendrils or combination of things he can create. If he makes a crystallized item of blood from one of the sources, and there is still a significant amount of blood left, he can still manipulate the rest of the liquid blood.) ▬It takes him a post to form an item or tendril, in which he can't use the blood source for any other purpose. Corrosive Ichor: ▬ This only applies to blood being manipulated in liquid form. Solidified blood is not corrosive. ▬Blood being created is not corrosive on the post it is being created in order for it to replicate.
Heir of Blood: ▬ Can only be triggered by suffering severe damage (self-inflicted or otherwise) ▬ For the reach of his blood attacks, if he were to use the burial blade, it follows the same path his blade takes but it extends up to five feet in front of it. The blood, in these attacks, can cut through a tree in a single slash. ▬ This blood can be corrosive, but only on the post after he activates this ability.
Blood Moon: ▬ When he uses his level 3 ability of semblance, he cannot push his semblance for 3 extra posts.
