"Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past."

"Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness - creatures of destruction; the creatures of Grimm - set their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void."

"However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named Dust."

"Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life."

"But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die, and when they are gone... darkness will return."

"So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called 'free world', but take heed... there will be no victory in strength..."

Remnant. Our world. It's...beautiful isn't it?

The man is looking at a globe, his back turned to the people in the room with him.

We...humans and faunus...have fought long and hard for our place here in this world. The Grimm, of course, wanted nothimg more than to destroy us. But we fought back. We did a damn good job. We discovered Dust. We awakened our Aura. We built our weapons. We created civilization.

He turns, looking at all of them, eyes shining with conviction

We are at a time of peace. It has been sixty-five years since the Great War. However, there are forces out there that wish to disrupt the peace we fought so hard for.

That's where YOU come in. You are the best of the best. Elite Huntsmen and Huntresses one and all. Handpicked from all four kingdoms, your role is simple. Keep the peace. You will be put in the most dangerous missions. You will fight the strongest Grimm. You will face all kinds of rebels, and criminals, and terrorists...

The man smiles at them

But you will succeed. Why? Because you are the Guardians of Remnant!

This is a spin-off of Welcome to Beacon, replacing the sadly very dead Beacon: Unleashed.

This takes the "special taskforce" premise of Unleashed and makes it...international. The Guardians of Remnant are an elite team of Hunters, founded by the Atlesian Military and supported by all of the four kingdoms of Remnant.

It is an international peace-keeping organization, answering only to the heads of the kingdoms and having their authority.

You are part of this organization.

The tone of this RP: AWESOME! Near-constant ass-kickery, the tone is very much like that of a cool action movie...with a RWBY flavor.

The RP itself takes place 15 years before Beacon Ultimate and thus 17 years before RWBY proper.

It emphasizes choices, consequences, teamwork and above all DUTY.

And thus, my friends....have fun.

Important People in Guardians HQ

• General Odin Cress Velour: Atlesian Military, Commander in Chief
• Captain Laeticia Roth: Atlesian Military, Guardians Liaison Officer
• Agent Lilia Argent: Vale Royal Intelligence Agency, TheSpy
• Councilman Nero Vanille: Liason to the Kingdom of Mistral
• Doctor Helena Zhang: Vacuo Medic Corps, Chief Medical Officer

Character Sheet

• Name:
• Age:
• Gender:
• Birthday:
• Callsign: (Guardians Callsigns have a chess motif. So, it follows this format: Color (White, Black, Gray, Red, Gold, etc...any color goes) Piece (Pawn, Rook, Knight, Bishop, Queen, King))
• Rank: (Each guardian is given a military rank. We are using standard army ranks. Can't go above Captain. Of course, high ranked operatives call the shots in an operation. So if you scew up and everybody gets ganked...uhhhh....your fault.)
• Appearance:
• Weapon: (Again, this is RWBY. Go bloody wild.)
• Semblance: (As usual, nothing too broken or something that will drain your Aura in one go.)
• Personality:
• Bio:

Finally, I'm first!

Name: Midori Hongo

Gender: Female

Age: 25

Birthday: Fios 25

Race: Grasshopper Faunus

Callsign: Emerald Rook

Rank: Sergeant

Appearance: The Emerald Hammer of the XXIII!

Weapons and Equipment: Ichigo and Nigou, a pair of hydraulic spring-powered boots which house high-powered Dust generators to fuel hardlight blades.

• As a gift from Maj. Hayato Hongo, her father, Midori uses an Atlas Mobile All-Terrain Vehicle she has affectionately dubbed "Jiro". She has added a catapult modification which allows her to leap from the seat and into battle.

Semblance: Perfect Blow - Midori focuses her Aura to her fists and to her legs for concussively destructive blows. However, given the Aura-intesity required for the world-shattering hits, Midori tends to save them for finishing moves.

Personality: Her years at Beacon have done little to cool her temper. Midori is known by the infamous nickname 'One Chance', as those who roused her temper were often given one chance for redemption. She reeks of high-handed arrogance and power, and every iota of it justly earned. Midori sees life as a journey, a journey that gones and hardens the body into becoming the most complete fighter. She marries natural talent with a dogged tenacity, never stopping, rarely resting.

In that doggedness is a desire to not be the weak link that drags her teammates down. Spiny and unapproachable in manner, Midori is more sensitive that she lets on, often overcompensating when trying to be friendly while still being rather mean. She has a heart that cares, it's just that it has trouble fighting past her shell.

Bio: A military brat, Midori grew up in the shadows of her father and his command of the 23rd Menagerie Air-Mobile Cavalry. As is typical among children of her background, she grew up with atypical hobbies. By the time she was 17, Midori Hongo was already known as the Emerald Hammer, Muay Vacu Champion of the local military circuit and a shoe-in for a scholarship at the renowned Haven Academy.

But things changed during one of the summer invitationals. And a run-in with the current champion who left Midori on her back and that prospect shattered. Undaunted but directionless, her father, Maj. Hayato Hongo, had a gift for his daughter; calling in a favor from an old friend and earning a scholarship at faraway Beacon.

Midori's four years at Beacon were a time of broken bones and a desire to test herself, breaking any limitations she had imposed on herself. Now as a graduated Huntress, she now looks forward to the future, to see what lies ahead.

And to leave it broken in her wake.

edited 30th Nov '15 4:41:09 PM by KR_Vandal

Name: Maximillian “Max” Rayfer

Gender: Male

Age: 29

B'day: (June equivalent) 22

Callsign: Navy Knight

Rank: Sergeant

Race: Human

Appearance: Here (Thank you Stormer!!! =D)

Weapons and Equipment:

• Geier: A lightweight jetpack suit that Max wears into battle- a combination between his specially-designed aviator suit and his Jetpack. The jetpack has several exhausts that allow him to move in any direction in the air and can be manipulated by his Semblance. The suit's goggles contain zooming, as well as an infrared mode that allows him to see through walls/darkness to get enemy position.
• Eagle Strike: A charge rifle containing lots of powdered Dust. Power of attack depends on how long its been charged- it has an auto-charge setting that charges shots to the preferred level. Also has an attachment with a sharp crystal blade that can be extended out like a bayonet in the case of a melee fight, said blade was created by his wife.
  • No charge time- Assault: Fires out rapid but weaker, slower shots with less accuracy.
  • Short charge time- Sniper: Fires out a stronger, accurate fast shot. Good for sniping people.
  • Long charge time: Armor Buster: Fires out a powerful, very accurate armor piercing shot. Good against armored foes.
  • V.Long charge time- Explosive Gauss: Fires out a very accurate, very powerful, extremely fast armor piercer that explodes. Anti vehicle, especially anti-air. Takes a heckload of time to charge, however.

Semblance: Falcon's Mark

• Max can make himself and other stuff near him quickly "aim" towards a target. He must know the position of a target to use it. Once he does so he can aim at it via Aura-infused reflexes. He can also make up to three non-living objects within a 1 metre radius that are smaller than him aim at (not move towards) his target- this includes others' turrets, his gun, his jetpack. Of course, each "aim" costs Aura and is rather costly, the longer the aiming time, the more Aura spent, so he usually only uses it in quick bursts when firing his gun.

Personality: Cool, calm and collected, even in the face of danger or when angry. Usually seen relaxed. Can be proud of himself when it comes to marksmanship skills. Thankfully, he's very polite and nice, and sees both human and Faunus as equal opportunity friends... or prey, if they're enemies. However, despite wanting to have friends, he is antisocial and tends to shun others due to the fact that many have made fun of him after that incident. Loves to fly, both aircraft and his Jetpack. Is very protective of his wife and daughter. Would very much love a radar system in his suit. Really wants to have good publicity especially after that incident.

Bio:

Fluff removed

edited 30th Nov '15 7:55:55 AM by ironcommando

• Name: Maria Ashen
• Callsign: Red Bishop
• Rank: Sergeant
• Gender: Female
• Age: 26 going on 27 this year
• Birthday: Finem 18
• Race: Human
• Appearance: She stands at 5'11", weighs 150 lbs, and looks like this◊, but with gray eyes like sharp metal. Her family used to be Vacuonese immigrants.
• Weapons and Equipment: Pulang Kuko - A pair of short swords on variable-length chains connected to Maria's arms by way of gauntlets that the thin but durable chains wrapping around. The glyphs carved on them allow Maria to briefly store energy directed into the blades and redirect them. She can also enhance them with Dust for a brief period of time. She typically carries samples of Fire, Ice, or Lightning Dust for a boost in battle for either her weapons or her Semblance.
• Semblance: In a Flash — Maria can make herself a red blur, knocking her foes to the side and into the air while leaving a hot trail behind her. She can run up walls, increase her jumping distance, and boost reaction time. This Semblance can be enhanced with Dust for various effects.
• Personality: Maria is an affable, polite, but headstrong woman. She doesn't tolerate rudeness from other people, and she can be confrontational when she feels that someone's dignity or safety is being threatened. She's passionate in the visual aspects of life, particularly in integrating them with her bodily motions through dance and combat. She's quick for a laugh or a joke, and she's a good ear whenever someone wants to talk. She enjoys a good fight, sometimes gets creeped out by how much she enjoys it, but is okay with it for the most part as she channels her mild bloodlust to defend humanity from the Grimm.
• Bio: Maria comes from a lineage of Vacuonese immigrants on her mother's side. Raised across the agricultural and industrial districts until her parents found a stable place in the residential district, she had no shortage of cousins and relatives to keep her company while she moved around. She was always a spirited girl, and even basic lessons of right and wrong seemed to stick to her. When the time came for the ancestral weapons to be passed down to the next generation, Pulang Kuko was given to Maria, to everyone's surprise. The once-aspiring dancer became an aspiring protector, and she immediately got to work learning to become a Huntress. After her years spent at Signal and Beacon with some of her closest friends, Maria has been working to protect people from the Grimm throughout the time since she graduated from Beacon. She has since met her loving husband Rey and had a son with him, and the two of them are her biggest motivators for protecting the world.

edited 11th Nov '15 7:38:17 PM by Insano

Lilac is back for more.

• Name: Lilac Vaylor Aurion
• Gender: Female
• Age: 27
• Birthday: Ventus 4th
• Race: Human
• Callsign: Azure Queen
• Rank: Second Lieutenant
• Appearance: The Azure Activist. (Note: Her hair is usually done up in a bun like this on missions to avoid it getting in her way.) She stands at about 5'10' and weighs about 120lbs.
• Weapons and Equipment: Wild Fang: Lilac's weapon is pair of bladed tonfas with shotguns built into them, which she uses in conjunction with a Dance Battler fighting style to great effect in battle. She can also use the recoil of the shotguns to move around quickly in combat, launching herself with grace and skill. She eventually also had the blades altered to be able to flip out and become segmented bladed whips of sorts (Think Ivy Valentine), to further the weapons' versatility. She built them herself at Signal before she came to Beacon, and they have served her well throughout the years.
• Semblance: Absorb: Lilac's Semblance allows her to absorb various solid elements (like various metals, diamond and other jewels, wood, etc.) and make her skin temporarily look like and take on the properties (both good and bad) of whatever element she's absorbed. Each element can only be used for 3 minutes before wearing off, and once she absorbs an element, the object that originally had that element will be used up, preventing her from reusing the same element twice in a row. She keeps several small pieces of metal in one of her pockets for whenever she needs to use her Semblance.
• Personality: Lilac is a strong-willed and determined woman, never willing to simply give up on something she truly wants. She is polite and kind to those who are respectful, but cannot stand racist and ignorant people. She is VERY supportive of Faunus rights and thinks they should be treated as equally as humans, a view she owes in no small part to the fact that her partner at Beacon was a hound Faunus named Nicole Bassett. To this end, she is currently working to actively improve Human-Faunus relations, in addition to serving as a dedicated defender of Vale with her husband. Lilac always does attempt to find peaceful solutions to problems without causing bloodshed, but won’t hesitate to fight if diplomacy doesn’t work.
• Bio:
  • Lilac Aurion is the wife of Squall Aurion, and the mother of Stormer Aurion. Born in Vale to a pair of merchants named Charles and Marie Vaylor, she had a rather happy childhood living with her parents and younger sister Dawn near the walls that surrounded the city. However, that all changed one night when she was 13, when a lone Beowolf slipped through the walls and invaded the Vaylor family home under the cover of darkness. That Grimm killed Lilac's parents and little sister, and would have killed Lilac too had it not been for the last-second intervention of a lone Huntress who slayed the soulless beast and saved her life. That Huntress spoke not a word to Lilac, and disappeared as quickly as she came into the night.
  • Filled with both grief over her family's death and inspiration from the Huntress' actions, Lilac decided that she too would become a defender of the kingdom and avenge her family's death at the hands of the Grimm, and so enrolled at the new (at the time) Hunter school called Signal Academy. There, she constructed a weapon for herself to use, discovered her Semblance, and worked hard to perform well enough to get into the famous Beacon Academy. When she finally arrived at Beacon at age 17, she was partnered up with a hound Faunus named Nicole Bassett during Initiation, and the two eventually became close friends. She saw firsthand through Nicole how Faunus were being treated as little more than subhuman by many, eventually became a HUGE supporter of Faunus rights, and promised Nicole that she'd someday try and make things better for the Faunus race as a whole. Lilac was a member of team ALBU with Squall Aurion, Nicole, and Maria Ursa, and the four of them grew to become a formidable team under Squall's leadership. Lilac and Squall eventually fell in love, and later married after they both graduated from Beacon, the two of them having a son named Stormer as well.
  • In addition to being an active Huntress and raising her young son, Lilac has been also doing lots of work to try and help Human-Faunus relations, a skill that would prove most valuable in easing any tensions between humans and Faunus members in a group like the Guardians. Having been called upon to join the Guardians not too long after Richter's covert operations team was disbanded, she’s ready to put her training as a Huntress to good use and make Remnant a better place for both humans and Faunus alike.

edited 28th Oct '15 7:56:16 AM by TheHailStormer

Assesment

• Midori: 1-A. Accepted.
  • General Odin: Try to get along with the others. You are comrades, after all.
• Max: 1-A. Accepted.
  • OOC Grim: IC, stop adding fluff to the sheets. Please.
• Maria: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Captain Laeticia: A pleasure to meet you, Sergeant. I hope we can all work together.
• Lilac: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Doctor Helena: ....A faunus friend? Hmmm. Humans have hope after all.

edited 27th Oct '15 7:32:42 AM by GrimHelm

Francesca is here once more.

Here comes the mean old Dragon.

• Name: Francesca Jade

• Callsign: White Bishop

• Gender: Female

• Age: 30

• Birthday:Aurum 20th

• Race: Snake/Dragon Faunus

• Rank: Captain...if not, 1st Lieutenant

• Appearance: Since she's younger and all, still white as snow.◊ Only thing the picture is missing is a combat vest◊ really.

• Weapons and Equipment: Let's be honest for a second here. Francesca doesn't need a weapon. She has fought long enough with no weapon to justify not using one. She can comfortably fight with her arms and legs, and the talons hidden in her fingers. If need be, she can even breath fire, although that is a massive aura drain and she can't use it often. Francesca also has the ability to supplement her strikes with her aura, hardening her skin even further, giving her increased offense and defense.
  • That said, she does use a knife or two when she really needs a weapon, but they rarely come up.◊ Still, having them on hand is a good idea.

• Semblance: Dragon's Fury This is the Jades. They have this curse Semblance. It's gonna be used. For those who are unaware, the Jade Semblance makes it so that the Jades can enter a state akin to a Berserk state. Their physical prowess is dialed up many notches, making them even stronger, tougher, and faster, as well as immune to pain. This does not make them invincible, just hard to deal with. Each Jade has a unique spin on this semblance, Francesca's is the ability to coat her body in fire to enhance her strikes, burning and scorching her opponents.
  • Addendum: The Berserk Semblance has a side effect, if a Jade stays in it for too long, they lose their mind and start to lash out at others, attacking everything within range until they run out of aura and collapse from exhaustion. Or die. Whichever happens.

• Personality: This isn't the Francesca Jade you know. There are aspects of it in her, clearly, but not enough to be the woman most are familiar with. She is despondent, desperate, down on her knees begging for a sign that something good will happen in her life. She has a fire deep inside, but it is dying out from the events of the year. She is fierce, violent, protective and can be angered quickly. Nevertheless, she is steadfast and loyal to a fault, willing to fight, kill, and even die for a cause she believes in.

• Bio: A name is repeated in hushed whispers and terrified murmurs, over and over, deep in the underworld. Shiva: A name referring to a snake faunus who seemingly cannot be killed or beaten in battle, who has slain over a hundred in her time. In truth, she is called Francesca Jade. Mother of one, Wife of a comatose knight, friend to Royalty. Kill for Hire.
  • Since her Husband Oscar had slipped into his coma two years prior, Francesca has been working for the Vale Royal Family as the eyes and blades in the dark, removing unwelcome elements of the criminal underworld before they can cause further damage. Her ruthlessness is matched only by her love for her daughter, who she would do anything to protect.

edited 27th Oct '15 11:04:56 AM by RomanianInquisitor

• Name: Fiona Gwynneth
• Gender: Female
• Birthday: Cor 12
• Age: 47
• Callsign: Ivory Bishop
• Race: Human
• Rank: Assistant Medical Officer (Sergeant)
• Appearance: Reference Pic◊ Fiona stands at a mere 5'10". She has an elegant figure, with slender limbs and pale skin. Her hair is greyer than most at her age, because of all the stress she had experienced in her life.

• Weapon: Web Slinger A white silver crossbow, that in addition to arrows, shoots netted ammunition. The arrows it shoots are usually tipped with explosive fire dust. It's specialty is shooting forward webs that ensnare opponents. These webs have either Ice dust or Lightning dust embedded in them to freeze or paralyze opponents. The handle of the crossbow can also be elongated to allow Fiona to swing it around like an axe if necessary.

• Semblance: Restoration At the expense of her own aura, Fiona can restore the aura of others. She spends a lot of her time meditating and storing her aura, and can hold slightly more aura than other individuals. She can also focus her aura on a specific area on another person's body, allowing that area to heal at a faster rate than normal. However, she is incapable of healing herself and restoring her own aura, and if she depletes her aura completely while trying to heal someone else, then it takes twice as long for her to replenish.

• Personality:
  • Gentle in times of peace, yet piercingly intense in times of trouble. Like a glowing light, Fiona is a warm presence to be around. She loves to spread words of affirmation and hope, and cares for each and every one of her teammates. Yet, she has also learned to focus her radiance, and like light through a magnifying glass, she can direct her energy and shoot ahead with fighting spirit. She prefers to stay on the sidelines, for she won't risk injuring herself since she knows that others need her.

  • Being pretty old, she has had more experience with loss and has been on the battlefront for longer than others. Thus, she can be a source of wisdom. Fiona takes all her commitments seriously, and will work her hardest for what she believes in. That said, she goes out of her way to ensure that no one risks their lives needlessly, and may speak up out of turn when she feels strongly for a cause. She tries to understand every individual she meets, and won't hesitate to right someone if they are in the wrong. Having no kids or husband of her own, causes her to be easily attached to her teammates, treating them as the family she never had.

• Bio:
  • Fiona was born to a family that could only afford a single bedroom house. She spent her days as a child doing chores and helping out her single mother. She never got to know her father, as he had left their family to go out and be a Huntsman. Fiona still doesn't know where her father is, as rumors spread that he had gone to live with the Grimm and died with them.

  • Growing up, Fiona did not have time for an education, and thus practiced alot in and around her home. She had no other direction in life, her friends and strangers made fun of her for staying at home so much, but she practiced and practiced her fighting skills.

  • Eventually she enrolled into Beacon. Her mother had insisted for her to go, make new friends and gain new experiences. She promised to her mother that she would come back for her. At beacon she had the time of her life, and despite not being the best physically, had a knack for learning anything and everything. This came as a surprise to Fiona, but she continued on to graduate Beacon back when the standards were low and they needed warriors more than ever.

  • Once she got out of Beacon, Fiona was enlisted to fight on the front lines of a small scale skirmish that erupted. Despite the battle lasting only a week, Fiona had received debilitating injuries on the front lines. When she was brought to the infirmary, it was the first time she realized the true extent of her Semblence, and became an valuable addition to the medical force.

  • After the short outbreak, peace was restored and Fiona was able to return home. She was lived a comfortable life with her mother, who had waited anxiously for her return. Fiona spent her time talking about her adventures in beacon and on the front lines with her mother, and decided to stay at home to keep her company. 15 years later her mother died peacefully in their little home. Loneliness seeped into Fiona's life, and she returned to Beacon hoping to fill the hole that her mother's death brought. She volunteered and offered her services, at beacon, and taught first-aid to rising hunters up until now. Fiona then gladly offered her aid to Vacuo Medic Corps, for she had nothing else to lose.

edited 7th Nov '15 8:39:20 AM by Wremn

• Name: Prospa Azulong
• Gender: Female
• Age: 28
• Birthday: Novus 13th
• Call sign: Blue Bishop
• Rank: Captain
• Race: Human
• Appearance: To give a rough idea.◊ At this point she's replaced the heeled boots with combat boot, gotten a longer coat and wears a large hat over the whole ensemble. So she looks like this when not fighting and wearing everything.◊
• Weapons and Equipment:
  • ‘’The Tempest V2:’’ A metal brace with four powerful integrated dust gems representing the four principal dust types: Fire, ice, wind and lightning.
  • ‘’Extras:’’ Grenades containing some synthetic dust. Namely: Earth, force and light.
• Semblance: Performance shuffle: Prospa can create an illusion of herself as a monster in order to terrify her opponents, what the enemy sees is based on their psychology.
• Personality: Aloof, imperious and more than a little snobby. She's massively intelligent and looks down on those she considers not "up to snuff". She is capable of kindness and generosity but only to those she thinks have earned it. She also isn't quite happy with how few people are in her life at the moment, but better that than being stabbed in the back again.
• Bio: Prospa was the heiress to a small but wealthy dust company that were old friends of Schnee dust co. She wasn't content with how boring her life was even back then and began constructing rudimentary versions of her current weapons and taking combat classes in secret. This turned out to be a stroke of luck as her family decided that she wouldn't live up to the family name properly and ousted her. Prospa then was accepted into beacon with only her weapons and whatever clothes and possessions she managed to pack into a duffle. She had some money but eventually was forced to work a variety of jobs in order to keep paying for education. She eventually graduated with flying colors and has been working both with and without her team from Beacon ever since.

edited 27th Oct '15 12:46:15 PM by guyshane

Reserving a spot, but I need to figure out a few things before I join, will probaly do so tonight.

Same as Imca.

I'll be writing up mine later on tonight.

• Name: Kayin Bankole
• Age: 32
• Gender: Male
• Birthday: Crystallum 1
• Callsign: Heliotrope Pawn
• Race: Civet Faunus
• Rank: Private
• Appearance: A man not particularly suited for combat.◊ He is about 5’9’’ in height. Contrary to the source image, a pair of small grey-furred ears pop out of the top of his head and a short furry grey-black spotted tail comes out of his lower back. Both are surprisingly fluffy.
• Weapon: Turing - Kayin’s scroll. It is not a weapon per say, but the tool by which he controls his actual weapons: ENIACs or Electronic Network-Integrated Automated Combatants. He does absolutely no combat on his own, and instead sends out several robots that vary from fist-sized to a little less than the size of an Ursa. They are rather drab in color scheme, generally muted shades of purplish grey. Their most common shape is "spherical". The smaller robots are usually for utility, being used for little more than picking up and carrying things like cups or tools or repairing simple injuries. The medium to large sized ones are used for combat (barring the one he uses as a chair, despite the fact that he can walk). These usually have guns or rpg launchers mounted on them. The largest ones usually have nothing but extensive shielding on them, but have servos and engines with enough power output to wrestle “normal” Grimm out of the way. In a way, his Callsign does not refer to he him but instead to his tools.
• Semblance: Enigma - A strange form of technomancy. It allows Kayin to temporarily sacrifice a portion of his “mental processing power” (basically just a catch all term he uses for what amounts to his ability to multi-task, focus, and formulate) in order to impart his will into a machine. The machine must be able to process information digitally for this to work. The use of this semblance is the reason why he is able to mass-produce his ENIACs and their usually unique programming. Once the task is complete, the results remain in the machine but Kayin regains his processing power.
• Personality:
  • Kayin is a man of conflicting ideals. While he is extremely lethargic and barely wants to even move, but he can somehow motivate himself to perform one single task and skip basic “human” functions in order to complete it. He treats his ENIACs like his children, yet also will not hesitate to sacrifice them if need be (or if he gets annoyed with one in particular). His reactions to people are extremely varied depending on the individual, and generally based on first impressions (the only reason why he’s working for the Guardians of Remnant is because he likes the higher ups). Kayin has a rather strange sense of duty that is basically triggered at random.
  • He is extremely disdainful of people who fight using their fists or any other part of their body really. He believes that taking that path to combat is akin to forgetting every technological advancement since the wheel. He calls brawlers, boxers (except the ones that do it as a sport), and martial artists “glorified cavemen”. It's a product of spending most of his life developing robotics.
  • He has a love for coffee, which might help explain why no one has actually ever seen him sleep. He is also a homosexual, though he never really shows it since he doesn’t do much in terms of “pursuing romance” besides ogle the occasional soldier here and there.
• Bio: Kayin was a man who had absolutely no potential to being a hunter up until his mid-20’s. Thus, his life was really boring until that point. However, while he was pulling an all-nighter as a programmer in the Atlesian military, his previously dormant aura violently awoke. He had blacked out, but apparently he had completely spread his intelligence using his semblance to all of his co-workers’ computers and completed his work for the next year or so, then upgraded the efficiency of the computer systems in use. Immediately afterwards, he quit his job and started designing the first prototypes for his ENIACs. The Guardians of Remnant contacted him years after, when he was struggling to live and on the verge of bankruptcy. He had basically spent all of his savings doing nothing but surviving on the barest amount needed for a person to live while simultaneously spending his days working solely on developing his machines. Needless to say he has needed some physical therapy since then, but he is perfectly healthy now. Just lazy.

edited 27th Oct '15 8:35:15 PM by GyroZ

Assesment

• Fran: Captain is fine. 1-A. Accepted.
  • Agent Lilia: The Queen trusts you. Don't mess up.
• Fiona: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Doctor Helena: Hmmm. I can work with you.
• Prospa: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Captain Laeticia: -Glare-
• Kayin: 1-A. Accepted.
  • General Odin: Make us proud.

Slots: 8/16.

• Name: Freddie Angels
• Age: 22
• Gender: M
• Birthday: Fios 7
• Callsign: Green Knight
• Rank: Private
• Appearance: Freddie's a fresh-faced and young Huntsman. He's in great shape—six feet tall, built to be conventionally athletic and trim, with long, tapered fingers. He has a burn on his forehead and a scar running across his chin, but uses makeup to hide it. He has a very round face, with thick, flat eyebrows that taper off near his temples, and leave his big, clear brown eyes unobstructed. His chin is exceptionally wide, onto a strong jaw, capped by a small beard. His nose has a round tip and a thin bridge, over a well-maintained mustache and large, soft lips. His hair is straight and brown, parted up and over into a fine coif that drapes over the left side of his face.
• Weapon: Freddie wields Worker and Farmer, a paired hammer and sickle. They are extremely worn and patchwork, a mess of replacement parts from a dozen different sources of material. They can either join together into a long-handled two-handed maul with a sickle buttspike, or into a single-handed pick by placing Farmer inside of Worker. He also wields a heavy pistol sidearm, Soldier. Soldier is blocky, gray, and looks a little "soulless," except that like Worker and Farmer all the pieces are slightly mismatched from a dozen separate parts companies. When all three combine, Farmer and Worker join into their pick form as a base for Soldier, which unfolds into a long-distance railgun known as NATION.
• Semblance: Fracture allows Freddie to manipulate his Aura separately from his body, splitting it into a body double that can wield his weapons and interact with the environment. However, as a result, that Aura isn't available to protect him.
• Personality: Freddie is a guy who asks a lot of questions. Having just left Beacon as a Senior, and now the youngest member of the taskforce, Freddie's remembering what it was like to be a Freshman, and actually liking it. Not just tactics or weapon construction, either; clearly these Hunters have a whole different social code from what he'd been in, and he needs to know what it is. That's the other thing he's interested in: social codes. He watched the prejudice Beacon was full of, and stood at the picket line for a few White Fang rallies. Being honest with himself, Freddie took a bit of pleasure watching how hesitant cops got when Huntsmen were guarding the previously helpless protesters. He is general in love with his own strength, but knows this is not okay; he's working on that, and maybe these Huntsmen and Huntresses could help him through that.
• Bio: Freddie Angels was a street kid abandoned young, brought in by gangsters... until that collapsed like two years of Wacky Criminals Raising A Baby later, and he was put into the Orphanage Shuffle at age six, leaving most of that life behind save his name. From there, Freddie's only real friends were the dry academic books in the orphanage library, left over from before the owner converted it into an orphanage from her studious husband's manor. Freddie learned to ask questions early and often because without going to the owner every few minutes to ask what a word meant he was completely lost. He was adopted at age ten by an old Huntsman, who targeted Freddie in particular because of his social isolation. Freddie got a fairly normal childhood afterwards, going to school and stuff, but stayed overall introverted. Yeah, he got some friends during Torch and Beacon too, but Freddie stayed in the background, more a watcher than a participant. An extra in everyone else's stories. When the opportunity came to get rid of that, and to maybe get another chance, Freddie jumped at the goddamn call and headed out to the taskforce.

edited 3rd Nov '15 6:13:47 PM by Taco

Finished the sheet!

• Name: Feros Krigsvart
• Gender: Male
• Age: 26
• Birthday: Felecitas 15
• Race: Human
• Callsign: Grey Rook
• Rank: Sergeant
• Appearance: See the guy at the right? All he’s missing is a 1940’s style bomber’s jacket and a red bandana.
• Weapons and Equipment:
  • Godbreaker, a Tactical Mortar Flameblade. Imagine a humungous greatsword with a bunch of Flame Dust stored in it’s hilt, allowing you to use a flaming sword or aim the hilt and shoot explosive fireballs at enemies, and you have a good idea of what Godbreaker is.
  • Rodblomst, a motorbike that doubles as a mini-mecha similar to a RideBack◊, except that its compact form looks more like a normal motorbike. Rodblomst gives high speed and maneuverability and can wield Godbreaker in one of its arms. However, like with normal motorbikes, there isn’t much in term of protection for Feros while riding it — and obviously, there’s the fact that it’s not a good idea to drive it indoors
• Semblance: Flaming Skin. In a moment’s notice, Feros’s Aura seemingly bursts into flames, turning him into a living bonfire. This flame, while not affecting him or his clothes, can easily set aflame anything he touches. Due to the fact that not only is he burning up his Aura both literally and figuratively, he can only keep this up for ten minutes at best.
• Personality: Feros was that guy who always tried to live like there was no tomorrow. He often came across as a thrillseeker, and a trickster, and, up until his marriage with Kasumi, a pervert. But under the hot-blooded frat boy persona lies an uncanny knack with machines and the idealism and drive to change the world for the better. Recently, though, his firey personality has died down somewhat, due to the death of their baby girl, and has spent a lot of time in the garage.
• Bio:
  • Feros was the little brother of Hiram Wednesday Krigsvart, but they couldn’t have been more different if they tried. Whereas Hiram was the quiet successful one, Feros was the guy with potential who wasted it in the parties and plans for pranks that always seemed to backfire at the worst moments. He soon gained a reputation as a party animal, troublemaker, and “That guy who stole Glynda Goodwitch’s underwear during the Panty Raid.”
  • He probably would have kept that path were it not for one fateful night during his second year at Beacon. While at a not-exactly-authorized night on the town, he first came across Rodblomst — which, at the time, had fallen to disrepair and left in a dump. He wasn’t sure what about the odd-looking motorcycle had gotten his interest, but whatever it was, he was soon dead-set on fixing it. He brought it back to Beacon (How exactly is a story that is never told the same way twice) and got to work fixing it up to its current state. It took a long while of repairing — and actually paying attention in Forging class — but by his third year, he was using Rodblomst both in crazy stunts and, with more frequency as the years went on, in combat against the Grim.
  • As for why he’s being asked to join this group? This isn’t his first go-round in a top secret task force. A couple of years before the current time, he was recruited for a secret team put together by the military of Vale due to his skill with machines. It was disbanded shortly after, but not before he fell in love with and married a Vacuose fox faunus by the name of Kasumi. However, they lost their baby girl, Miku, something that has caused strain – but fortunately not destroyed – their marriage.

edited 27th Oct '15 9:10:07 PM by Aquatica1000

Assesment

• Freddie: 1-A. Accepted.
  • General Odin: Lots of promise in this one.
• Feros: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Captain Laeticia: Stay strong...

edited 27th Oct '15 9:43:24 PM by GrimHelm

...Why fix what isn't broken, am I right?

• Name: Archie Zill.
• Codename: Grey Obsidian Pawn.
• Gender: Male.
• Age: 25
• Birthday: Unknown.
• Rank: Sergeant(?)
• Race: Human. Not really. Mouse Faunus. That hood is a surprisingly effective disguise. But everyone probably knew this already.
• Appearance: Yup. And yes, he has purple eyes now.
• Weapons and Equipment: Lights Out. - Previously a bolt-action sniper rifle, the weapon has had it's firing and loading mechanisms to make the weapon semi-automatic with it's current design slightly sleeker and lighter to transport. Firing on the move is still rather difficult unless he uses a bullet made of Aura, otherwise he tends to remain stationary and aim with enhanced accuracy. Combined with his semblance, this isn't as much as a handicap as one might think.
  • Skirmisher: If range isn't an option, a combat knife made of midnight colored titanium, which might do the job close up. Not exactly Archie's specialty, but it works in a pinch.

• Semblance: Strike From The Shadows/Out Of Sight... ...And out of mind. Some would say the best form of camouflage is darkness and using the shadows themselves. With a bit of concentration, he and whatever he's carrying can literally meld into the shadows and disappear from sight, become practically invulnerable to most weaponry and move at blistering speeds.
  • Doing this tends to eat burn through his Aura at a fair rate, but it's usually enough to move into avoid detection, devastating attacks or move into a better position as the last two years of training have made it he's able to re-materialize out of the shadows with his sniper and line up a devastating shot from unexpected angles, such as appearing on walls or the ceiling.

• Expertise: Stealth, reconnaissance/scouting, infiltration, disguises, hit-and-run tactics. Assassination, flanking, precise targeting.

• Personality: Archie is calm, collected and never loses his cool no matter what seems to get thrown his way as if he's seen it all before. ...Unfortunately, this leaves him with a blunt, impatient and somewhat cold exterior, seeming like he'd be the last person who'd care. After two years, this remains true.

• Although beneath the frosty exterior however, has a strong distaste for any forms of discrimination, and if you're an ally in need who's gained his trust, come hell or high water, he WILL do what he can to help.

• Bio: As a child living in the slums for most of his early life, Archie knew to keep his head low, pick fights he could win and bring what supplies and food back to his siblings. Although between attacks from Grimm, food shortages and the oppressive upper-class, he ended up being the only one left. From then on, he struck out against 'authority', stealing resources and getting more bold in his attempts and avoiding capture until he made an error in judgement.

• Between imprisonment which would've likely ended with fatal results or harnessing his talents at Beacon, the youth chose the Academy.

• Fortunately, at Beacon, keeping a low profile was easy as always, and his actual identity then and now is still secret to everyone. To those who were still alive after the four years, that is. Being on a team of underachievers who were never really noticed only helped keeping him concealed...even if by the end of the fourth year, the only one left on the team was him.

• Following that and a short time he lent his skills to a secret unit, Archie wandered from city to city, honing his skills only to end up getting tracked down to join 'The Guardians.'

edited 27th Oct '15 9:17:44 PM by TheRealWren

• Name: Lupa Cerulean

• Age: 27

• Gender: Female

• Birthday: Crystallum 12th

• Callsign: Silver Queen

• Rank: Captain

• Appearance: A well built woman of around 5’ 10”, Lupa is a wolf faunus with silver hair reaching down to her knees, with two braids branched off from the main mass of hair that hang down with the rest of it. She normally has sunglasses covering her eyes, and wears a longcoat and black pants.

• Weapon:

o Wax and Wane: Twin bolt action gunblades of about the same length as a bastard sword. One is usually kept in a reverse grip with the pinky kept on the trigger.

o Dustbreaker: A set of gauntlets and greaves http://imgur.com/cRoP35P, that are meant to serve as supplemental equipment for Lupa. They are inlaid with ice dust, adding elemental power to her kicks, and a bitter cold bite to her blades.

• Semblance: Howl of the Pack: Lupa’s semblance is entirely a support type. The activation of her semblance magnifies the aura of her teammates, boosting the natural defense of their aura as well as its power, and also supercharging other people’s semblances.

• Personality: Very much a mama wolf type character. While she is bold and loves the fight, but that doesn’t stop her from caring about others. She often will worry about others wellbeing, and will not hesitate to put down anyone who threatens her allies. She seems to be very open towards humans, not wanting racism to get in the way of peace. She has also humbled a lot since her years at Beacon, facing the horrors of the world as she fought alone, witnessing the true death and destruction that follows in the wake of the Grimm.

• Bio: Lupa grew up a rather poor young girl, facing discrimination as a faunus, yet never fighting back. Instead anytime someone would bully her about it she would talk them down or ignore them. Eventually she made her way into Beacon, where she was a part of Team JWCK for the four years she was there. Suffice to say the time spent there was full of shenanigans. But she had the time of her life there. She went her separate way after graduating from Beacon, and has lived as a solo Huntress for a while now. Two years ago, she and her husband Matthew, adopted a human infant that survived a Grimm destroyed village. She named the child Remus, and has been a loving mother since.

edited 27th Oct '15 8:38:03 PM by SolusLupus

Uhhhhh.

• Name: Yukimura Kasumi
• Age: 25
• Gender: Female
• Birthday: Unknown
• Callsign: White Queen.
• Rank: 1st Lieutenant
• Appearance:A bit like so◊
• Weapon:
  • Titan: Titan is a combat robot that Kasumi has come into acquisition of, while not particularly smart titan is rather strong, the hulking machine easily able to engage in rather impressive feats of strength, and as such has begun to be used as a proxy by Kasumi who does not really venture out into the field herself. Titans usual load-out includes, A suit to disguise its robotic nature◊, allowing it to pass as just a bulky person until some one inspects it more closely, two large packs on its back, normally loaded to the brim with C4 remote explosives, and finally the armour on its left arm conceals a pair of sawn down machine guns for when a target just refuses to stay within punching distance.
  • Blue Moon◊: Kasumi's second weapon, is less a weapon and more a very advanced tool, this is what she uses to do her job, it functions for communications, mapping, controlling of titan and remote explosives, Blue Moon has taken the role of her old laptop, but with higher processing power, and a more advanced holographic display.
  • Various Cybernetics: Mostly sub dermal armour, and some cosmetic mods, rarely do these come into play, since she does not take to the field.
• Semblance: Ghost in the Machine, Kasumi can temporarily "Possess" any singular machine, this is not hacking, it works even on things without electronics, however some machines are harder to possess then others, and any one using the machine manually is pretty damn hard to fight for control of it.
• Personality: A bit more withdrawn after the death of her daughter Miku, Kasumi is now much more focused on her job, even if she does not enter the field much any more.
• Bio: Kasumi is an fox faunus that has fled to Vale to escape Vocou, there is little known about her history save for what she has said about herself because of this, but what is known now is that she has managed to sere as an electronics expert for the Valean military for 4 years now and her effectiveness is well known.

edited 27th Oct '15 8:57:28 PM by Imca

Assesment:

• Archie: 1-A. Acccepted. With Conditions.
  • OOC Grim: Give him a rank and you're in.
• Lupa: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Agent Argent: Keep doing what you're doing. The Queen has high hopes.
• Kasumi: 1-A. Accepted.
  • Captain Laeticia: I...know your pain. I'm sorry.

Name: Clinton Aurum

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Birthday: Ignis 17

Callsign: Gold King

Rank: Private

Appearance: The Gold King. Except he wears less red, more black. And no headband.◊

Weapon:

• Lucky and Jackpot: Clinton's pair of custom made gauntlets. They contain openings on the front, back and side, both on the top and the bottom. These are used to project blades that are made through projecting Dust. It also has the Roulette function, causing the blades to spin to create a saw effect. It can also fire shots of Dust, though these aren't really all that powerful.

• Poker Face and Blackjack: The foot companion of Lucky and Jackpot, these greaves are also able to project blades, though for only a moment as Clinton swings his foot. They can also fire Dust, though they swap the already weak normal for even weaker shots, but with a wider range.

Semblance: High Stakes!/ Time I started for real! Clinton channels all his Aura into his own perception, becoming acutely aware of anything near him, as if they're moving in slow motion and raises his reflexes. However, this can only really be used in highly important stressful situations or when badly wounded. After it wears off, he'll be exhausted for quite a while.

Personality: Clinton is your classic cocky, brash young man, with one hell of a superiority complex. Funnily enough, he does not gamble all that much, but uses the motifs because of his own admission of being "lucky". He constantly claims that he's the best, to both friend and foe alike. Still, he's friendly enough, and his boasting is often just used playfully around friends for a laugh. One can't deny that he's skilled, but he's visibly inexperienced, charging his problems head on.

• In combat, he's perfectly capable of following orders. His superiority complex comes into play again. He prefers to trip people up, fighting with his feet (Which is where Poker Face's name comes from.)

Bio: Clinton lived a relatively comfortable life. Both his parents were engineers in the creation of new machine using Dust, which is where he gets his weapons from. He attended Beacon, one of the best fighters, though not the brightest mind. Now, he just can't fill the void from fighting, so he joined the military.

edited 28th Oct '15 2:47:32 AM by UndyingPhoenix

Hey, Co-GM here. Phoenix, after talking about it with Grim there are some things about your sheet that need changing. First, Grim says Ensign at 20 is ridiculous. Second if you'll scroll up you'll see Francesca Jade who basically has the same semblance as your character and we're not allowing repeat semblance powers, so that will need to change too..

Humbly requesting a spot reservation.

Also would like to reserve a spot, if any are there. >.>