Right! Sorry about the wait for Gram’s review. His backstory and personality are looking good, but he’s gonna need some tweaks before be can go live.

The first problem comes with his semblance. One person’s aura can’t interfere with another’s, so poisoning a person via a toxic gas cloud made of aura isn’t going to work. They literally wouldn’t be able to inherit it. In a similar fashion, it wouldn’t be able to dissolve the flesh of someone who still has aura up. That doesn’t say anything about the obnoxious odor annoying people though, and it can still effect grimm thanks to their lack of aura.

Secondarily, we generally ask for three explicit weaknesses included in combat behavior. His lack of ranged abilities already makes for a good one, but two more and some more detail will be required before approval.

Make these changes and he should be well on his way to approval.

“...you channel your aura into your weapon and simultaneously swing it to create and arc, while putting enough focus and thrust into it it has the power to fly off your blade, and not dissipate midair.” She finishes, tucking her glaive back into the corner of her elbow and leaning her weight on the staff. “There’s a bit more to it in the execution, but that’s the theory behind it essentially.”

She waits a moment, watching him lean on his sword and watch her expectantly. “...are you going to casually monopolize my practice time, or are you gonna ask me to teach you already dude?” She asks, the humor evident in her voice.

Backstory checks out well, and I can appreciate the unique faunus features - though why didn’t he just blend all the foods he needed into an all-purpose smoothie?

Personality could use a tad more, but it rounds out well for a rebellious teen in his circumstances.

Semblance doesn’t seem to have any major problems, though is there a limit to how long he can hold small items like his knives, assuming he’s within range?

That’s all I’ve got, otherwise +1

(Thanks for your patience and being my first review)

Prism deftly follows Jocelyn through the crowd, weaving carefully despite still coming off her adrenaline high. As happy as she was, it didn’t escape her notice that she was the target of some pointed hands and low whispers - probably the result of being one of the latest victors in the recent matches. The overexcited kids pointing wildly at her though made it all worth it, and the sight of their eyes bulging out of her head when she waved back, well -

It was totally worth all the glares old Atlesians farts had to offer. Thankfully though, they’d reached the table by that time.

“Yo, Setsuna! Thanks man. There were some pretty tense moments, not gonna lie, but I managed to muscle through.” She states proudly, jokingly flexing a bicep to emphasise her (lack of) muscle mass as she took the seat across from him. “You’re not doing to shabby yourself though - congrats on your doubles win with Calen!”

Focus.

Close your eyes. Listen for your heartbeat. Feel it’s tangible pulse, the steady ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum that brings you life. Feel blood in your veins, pulsing through you, steady and unending - feel the depth of your soul.

Focus on that life inside you. The soul you’ve carried since you’ve been brought into this world, the weight that it carries and the power it brings you - to create winds, summon storms, to fly well beyond what any human can accomplish.

Your weapon is only another limb. Allow your aura to creep up the length of your glaive, bringing a new, ivory shimmer to the already-shining blade. Take a breath, wait one-two-three beats-

Swipe.

The massive shining crescent that flies across the training arena is accompanied by a heavy dose of wind, slicing cleanly through all three Ursa targets at the other side. The distinct clink of her blade against the floor is enough to bring Prism Skylark out of her trance-like state, blinking as the white mist curling away from her body slowly begins to dissipate. It takes her another moment to focus, but the sight of the clean-cut targets is enough to bring a small smirk to her face - it’s good to know she can create crescents of that size, in case she needs to hit multiple enemies at once. Other than overextending the reach of her weapon and making it bounce off against the floor, she was fine - she just needs to be a bit more aware of the length of her glaive and its interaction with the world around her.

Nodding to herself in quite self-approval of the next steps to take, Prism stands back up to her full height, and turns to the nearby console in order to set up the next round of targets. Practice makes perfect, after all.

“The Royale family sponsors me - Royal Senior, specifically. He has scholarships for students who can’t attend Beacon or other combat schools, and I was lucky enough to snag one.” She answers, letting a hint of pride in her voice. “Plus like, two afterschool jobs and night classes at Signal brought me up to par pretty quickly. There’s plenty of time in the day when you don’t sleep.” Her joke is on the lighter side, even if her voice is oddly weighted - finishing with another sip of the energy drink in her hand.

Hunter’s offer to sponsor her though makes her perk up though, straightening her back and blinking at him rather widely for a moment, trying to comprehend what he just said - another Hunter, and one that’s tasked with teaching the next generation, offering to teach a tiny faunus from Vale that vaguely showed some promise. That’s basically any sane student’s dream. A professional huntsman offering to dedicate their time to teach them, to help them become stronger, faster, better versions of the students they already were. And here was a literal professor, a faunus professor, someone who taught and prepared the next generation of hunters and huntresses to save the world over and over again, singing her praises about her ability to survive and succeed and offering to teach her, she’d be a fool to say anything other than-

”Yes.”[/color=#ffffff]

The answer is abrupt, sudden, and even Prism seems a bit taken aback by the way she slams the bottom of the energy drink onto the table in enthusiastic confirmation. She blinks, flushes a slight red, and settles back into her chair again as she tries to calm the literal ruffled feathers peaking out from behind her. ”...if you’re willing to pardon the outburst, I’d be absolutely honored to accept you as my sponsor, and would relish the chance to improve my skills in any professional capacity.” She finishes, only smiling a bit awkwardly.

Jima’s smile isn’t back yet. The expression on her face is tense, concentrated, and- for some reason, she’s fighting with her eyes closed?

That doesn’t seem to stop her relentless assault though. She’s trying to step into Rufus’ personal space as soon as he rolls back, unwilling to let her opponent get away. The mace comes back into play hard and fast with a quick combination of swings, favoring the speed over anymore heavier blows - at this point in the match, it’s all about who puts out more damage the fastest.

Attack Log:
One-handed Swings (3% x 3, as many as you choose land)

Jima’s Combat Stats:
Aura: 36%
Goliath: Frozen Shut

Heya, Goldfish! Glad to see you’ve got another character up and live on the board! I read through his profile, and I really like the concept you’ve got going on, especially as a convenience-based support character. We don’t have enough of those going around. There’s just a few more factors to consider and tweak, before you move him over to character creation for mod review:

Everything looks fine through appearance, but there’s a weird quirk with his history towards the very end, about having a connection with black-hat hackers, despite working as a white-hat. How would he have managed to build this connection? Why would black-hat hackers trust him if they know he works for a tech corporation helping with security? Is there any sort of advantage to that relationship, like if he sells inside information in order to retain their service/trust? It just might be something good to flesh out, since it’s hard to justify characters having connections to a form of criminal underworld when they’re supposedly a good guy.

Secondly, Gygas Academy isn’t any of the pre-combat academy schools mentioned in-canon or used onsite as far as I know. If I’m misinformed though, please feel free to correct me.

Thirdly, hammerspace is technically a banned semblance on-sight, but I’m aware that you sorted something out with Gus, so that shouldn’t be a problem. It might be worth mentioning how long it takes to acclimate and store the information of an object however, since it shouldn’t be an immediate thing - that’d let him flat-up dissolve an enemy combatant’s weapons in combat, and nobody likes that. And I doubt that his semblance extends to living things and Grimm as well, but that might be worth clarifying as well.

The only other problem I can spot is in weapons, where you mention Malware bypassing a person’s aura - that’s actually not possible, unless their aura is down, or their aura level is low enough to be broken by the dagger attack. They’ll still definitely get damaged though, and the weapon acting as a short-range taser is certainly useful in incapacitating enemies. Regardless, that’s probably something that you’ll wanna clear up.

That’s all I have to say! I’m looking forwards to seeing Grun in action.