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RPG Creations => Character Creation => WiP Characters => Topic started by: Kingnoname1 on December 26, 2016, 04:42:10 AM
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Its pretty long so congrats to anyone who slogs through it.
CHARACTER
Name: Calen Shrike
Age: 18, Born 19th of Hitahita 63AC
Species and Gender: Human Male
Symbol: Three interlocked cracked circles
Occupation: First year student. Calen lives and studies in Vale having just passed the Enrolment exam. While studying, he gathers rare herbs and sap from the Forever Fall forest, this combined with an intermediate level of medical knowledge allows him to make a living selling medicinal compounds.
Appearance: Tall but gaunt, 6’/1.8m 110lb/50kg, Calen’s body once gorged on opulence now carries the scars of years alone in the wilds of Remnant. Despite those years in the sun Calen’s pale skin remains almost ghostly, this combined with his emaciated body gives him a skeletal appearance. Calen’s knives keep his short black hair neat and his face cleanly shaven even on expeditions. The only natural colour is Calen’s deep green eyes which almost glow given their monochrome setting.
Mirroring his physical appearance, Calen prefers mostly black and white formal clothing (usually a two-piece suit) with small splashes of primary colours in buttons, ties or small ribbons on his lapel. Calen practically uses the long sleeves, high collars and gloves to hide his scars and skeletal form leaving only his sunken cheeks and hungry eyes visible. When expecting a fight, Calen will maintain his formal attire but also wear thin layers of armoured material under his clothes, unable to absorb kinetic force they provide decent defence against claws or blades. Calen is also quite a fan of jewellery, wearing a simple gold earring in his right ear and a silver bracelet of charms on his left wrist.
Vocally Calen has a surprisingly soothing voice, one ill-suited for his barbed tongue. Calen moves with almost courtly grace, a slight limp from an injury on his right knee when working out his semblance spoils the image if carefully studied. The same follows his movements in everything he does, poised when seated, always upright and moving with precision in combat or out.
History: The youngest of a litter of nine by seven years Calen had a very happy childhood. Most of the family would be off hunting at any one time but they always made an attempt to get Calen involved. He was helping prepare meals by five, gathering medical herbs by six and cleaning weapons and armour by eight. An outsider may have thought the Shrike family treated their youngest like a servant but Calen loved every second of it, being even a small part this unstoppable hunting force. Despite their isolation in the south of Anima the Shrike family had enough money to ensure their every desire was met from books to the latest games the Shrike family lived in opulence almost unheard of outside the kingdoms. Home-schooled by whoever was sitting out of the families endless hunting trips that day Calen threw himself into anything which would have made him an asset to his family, by nine he was the main cook of the household and by twelve even his father was asking for his opinion on medical matters. All throughout this Calen was training to be a hunter, practicing with dummies as soon as he could hold a stick and graduating to half play half real fights with his siblings when he was starting to unlock his aura and semblance at twelve. Much to his mother’s despair even half real fights with trained huntsmen left scars and even broken bones on her darling boy but still Calen loved every second of it, every fight he was getting that much closer to being like them. On his fifteenth birthday, he even won his first fight and he was so happy that it took him weeks to realise one of his brothers had thrown the fight.
Also around his fifteenth birthday Calen started to get left alone for extended periods of time. In the beginning, he thought nothing of it and simply used it as more time to train on his own but as the gaps became longer and longer he started to worry. Calen had never met anyone outside his family and as such had no friends, he had hundreds of games and books but outside CCT tower range the lack of human contact was hard on him. Wandering around the house Calen faintly heard muted screaming coming from further off in the wilds. Calen quickly dashed over, thinking one of his family was in peril, but found trap door camouflaged with the undergrowth which lead down into an cavern. Making his way down the darkened passageway Calen started to hear the screaming more clearly and could pick out different voices, men, women and children younger than he where trapped down here. Onward he pressed, his aura guiding him around the stalactites into a large sanctum. Cages of Faunus littered the sides of the room with one strapped to a table in the middle of the room, it was his screams which he heard before. Calen approached cautiously the bound figure, having never even heard of Faunus before he was equal parts scared and enthralled. The creature begged to be released and in a daze Calen complied, unshackling the Faunus and resting it on his shoulder as they made their way out. They had almost made it to the door before his family returned. Seeing his captors, the Faunus grabbed Calen as a shield and out of pure instinct Calen kicked out knocking the Faunus a stalactite and in its weakened state expired from a broken neck.
His family was overjoyed. The first time in a decade the entire family returned home to celebrate their youngest first kill. Its accidental nature didn’t matter to the Shrike family nor did it reduce Calen’s growing horror seeing for the first time the reality of his family. They were hunters not of Grimm or criminals but of these so called ‘Faunus’ and others they considered less than themselves. Despite his family’s assurances of the inhuman nature of their captives Calen silently rebelled and began trying to free the Faunus his family had captured. Calen had only gotten a handful out before his family realised what he was doing. They were furious, they brutally killed the rest of their captives in front of Calen to show the futility of his actions and then had Calen replace them on the table at the mercy of his family’s sadistic impulses. They saw him no longer as their baby boy but in their twisted minds something worse than a Faunus, a traitor. In less than a week Calen’s mind began to fray under the attentions of those he would have given his life for only a month ago. His body was kept just alive enough to survive on a day to day basis and soon his body was a maze of scars. Fortunately for Calen some of the freed Faunus managed to alert local authorities as well as a furious White Fang detachment. Caught in the middle of a three way conflict Calen managed to break free and escape into the wilds. He never found out the outcome of that battle but Calen has never heard from his family since.
Calen spent more than a year slowly making his away through Anima, losing his way several times and finding out the hard way simply being able to remember maps doesn’t protect from Grimm nests. Although a capable fighter and skilled forester Calen barely survived the trek and stowaway on a ship to Sanus. Landing in the south east of the continent Calen continued his journey enjoying the change of scenery until he was blindsided by a Nevermore, completely outclassed Calen could only run. Quickly chased down he would have died if he wasn’t saved by a hunter. His grace in combat, humility in victory and refusal of any payment remined Calen of the better part of those he had spent the better part of two years trying to forget. Thanking the hunter one last time Calen departed for Vale and Beacon, no more running from his past he decided. He had a debt to repay to the world.
Making it to Vale without much further difficulty Calen had gathered enough knowledge on local flora to make a living while he prepared for the enrolment exam. Luckily Calen’s memory helped him quickly catch up on the academic side. As for the combat sides Calen blitz the sparing rounds, the majority of his training was for fighting people and as such had an edge over his competition. Live combat was harder but by tapping into his experiences wandering Remnant, a little heart and a lot of luck he managed to pass.
Personality: Calen possesses the insufferable pride of someone told by everyone he could do anything only hardened by surviving Remnant has solidified to an unshakable self-belief sliding straight into arrogance. Never is this clearer than in combat, even when fighting Grimm Calen will constantly let his opponent recover. This doesn’t mean he slakes off when it comes to training, studying or fighting and he will always volunteer himself for dangerous assignments to feed his ego. Likewise, Calen has long been making enough money to feed himself properly but refuses to do so, eating only enough to keep his hunger pains from dulling as an almost ritual proving of self-mastery. He also rarely holds grudges, never even really feeling hate once in his life, takes attacks of his character personally but only in the short term. Physical injuries are forgotten the moment they stop hurting and forgiven almost instantly.
Calen still cooks and enjoys it greatly, never eating anything he hasn’t prepared himself, but usually cooks for others like his team mates or the less fortunate at one of Vales many soup kitchens. It began as an exploration of the Faunus communities but now Calen enjoys the few hours of peace between training and studying. The other of Calen’s great loves outside of fighting is dance, ballroom dancing in particular and he constantly disparages Vale for its poor dance scene.
Uniquely suited to school life Calen is both extremely determined and possessing of an almost photographic memory making him a very capable academic student. He isn’t however very good at solving abstract problems, reacting to the unexpected or other forms of lateral thinking. Sociable enough if too sardonic Calen will invite strangers for meals and make idle convocation with anyone but will rarely talk about himself and never his past. Questions are deflected by forced, often repeated, jokes.
Regarding Faunus themselves Calen finds no real problem with them but finds the irony of wanting to be like his family then they being revealed as monsters hilarious. As such he rips into any Faunus he sees around school and with neither party wanted to hear/tell the joke these altercations often turn violent. Calen manages to hold his tongue while working at soup kitchens not wanting to lose that opportunity to cook.
Aura and Semblance: Calen’s forest green colour aura is very strong for his age. He however isn’t very good of it’s more finesse applications like creating shockwaves, focused blocking and his danger sense has a smaller radius than normal. Instead Calen uses his aura to make up for his distinct lack of muscles and to endure attacks.
Calen’s semblance is Velocity Manipulation meaning he is able to instantly change his speed for a short period of time. He isn’t running faster and as such must be careful not to trip on debris when ‘rushing’ along the ground. Calen also grow disorientated if he ‘rushes’ multiple times in quick succession making him spend a few moments to reorientation himself. Currently Calen spends around 10% of his reserves to increase/reduce his speed by ten meters per second for one second but more often ‘rushes’ for fractions of a second for efficiency and to make it less obvious. After the ‘rush’ ends Calen reverts to his previous velocity.
Combat Behaviour: A dance-like fighting style Calen relies heavy on feints and speed to gain the upper hand. The rhythmic movements are predictable if carefully studied and the ‘dance’ can be interrupted robbing Calen of much of his momentum. This slow start fighting style combines a fluid defence with steadily intensifying attack designed to prove undeniably the Shrikes superiority. Created to deal with humanoid enemies Calen struggles with dealing with most forms of Grimm, his experiences wandering Remnant has taught Calen how to deal with basic Usras and Beowulfs but more exotic breeds or alphas/majors can cause him a lot of grief.
Calen refuses to use dust in combat, saying he won’t rely on something he can’t personally ensure the craftsmanship and as such relies on his throwing knives if he is unable to close gaps with his semblance.
Resource management is a core element of Calen’s fighting style as he relies heavily on his aura and semblance for offense and defence. This means that every heavy blow Calen deals out is one heavy blow he can’t take and vies-versa. Despites this Calen is very difficult to keep down, his pride and will providing huge engine rooms to keep him moving when his body is falling apart. But in this state Calen can do little more than keep getting up as on its own his weak body is little threat at the best of times. All together this means Calen can grind through weaker enemies comparatively easily but struggles against more powerful foes.
WEAPON 1
Name: None
Primary Form: A one-and-a-half sword with a single curved edge and sharp point for thrusting. Like Calen himself it is long, light and hard to break 1.5m/5’ blade, 15cm/6’’ handle with his symbol on its cross guard. Mostly used for rapid strikes and close quarter defence.
Secondary Form: The handle extends a full 2m/6’8’’ into a glaive. More of an acrobatic weapon providing more leverage for powerful swings and the length of the weapon improves it as a defensive tool. Calen will often use the glaive form to vault of the ground before ‘rushing’ an opponent to clear himself of any ground debris.
Dust Functions: None
History: Forged by Calen with the help of his mother and elder brothers. The metal used was weapons of hunters his family had slain but found impressive fighters which makes the composite metal almost impossible to break but rigid meaning it’ll slide off most curved armours.
WEAPON 2
Name: Shrike Talons
Primary Form: A set of ten blades, one for each of Calen’s siblings and parents with their names inscribed on the blades. They make up his only range weapon but Calen is hesitant to use them and will almost compulsively search for them after any fight. Extremely high quality 30cm/1’ blades sharped to a razor point and maintained meticulously. Wide for throwing knives and they have seen close quarters use as they have better armour penetration than Calen’s main weapon.
Dust Functions: Each throwing knife has a small chamber which can store dust trigged by the blade striking any surface causing anything from bursts of flame to localised gravity wells depending on the dust used. Calen doesn’t make use of it.
History: A set of throwing knives given to Calen by his family after his first kill. He keeps them around to never forget what his family was to him before they were revealed as monsters. The blades themselves are hidden in a harness on his back which he is rarely without.
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First of all Welcome to the site! :)
I have spent 7 minutes reading your character from start to finish (skipped history section) and I must say I like the feel and personality that your character has. I get the feel that you put a lot of thought into your character overall (correct me if Im wrong). I don't know if you ever made characters for roleplay but if this is your first ever character that you made for such things then congrats!
Some people could definitely spend more time on their characters before deciding to call them "ready for approval". *runs away and hides behind a corner*
Do I have any constructive criticism? Well first of all I am not a staff member so feel free to ignore this.
I have two things that stood out to me.
- Some parts are not making sense to me, the actions of Calen and his personality sometimes contradict each other. You say that he is arrogant and likes to toy with people to feed his ego but forgets grudges/insults or attacks made against him really easily?
- Another thing that bothers me is his eating habits and what effect it can have on him during a fight.
eating only enough to keep his hunger pains from dulling
If he eats so little that he has hunger pains that means that the energy he gains from eating food must not be enough to even sustain an average/long lasting fight without him suddenly fainting from exhaustion.
That's all from me! :)
(Also I have seen that you gave feedback on other characters in the WIP Section. If this was because you are waiting for character approval then copy-paste the whole character over here (http://rwby-rpg.rwbyfanon.com/index.php/board,15.0.html) so that the staff that are approving the characters can review yours too. Sorry if my assumption was wrong by the way.)
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Thankyou Malus
I'm going to make TLDR for the history section because it kinda got away from me while I was writing it. It's my first rp character or this type, I've done tabletop stuff like DnD and what not so thankyou again for the kind words.
His disregard of physical injures comes from a 'I'm so above all of this' mentality meaning you could take his arm but he still thinks he is the best so why care about the lost arm. I'll try to explain it better. Same with his stamina being more of a 'wants to die on his feet' thing rather than actually continuing the fight and ill use the exhaustion thing to cap his semblance.
But just need a couple more pictures then i'll paste in Character creation proper, just wanted to make sure I wasn't breaking some unwritten forum rule.
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Oh okay, now I get it. :D
Best of luck in the Character Creation!