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Basic info
Name: Russet Gatico
Age: 18
Birthday: 7/8
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Height: 5'7
Weight: 160
Face Claim: Yamamoto from KHR!, artist is Escente.
Stats
STR: 4
DEF: 2
RES: 2
SPT: 4
Aura 200|100 HP
Personality
Group: Warriors
Likes: Music, Food, Walking
Dislikes: Injustice, Betrayal, Lateness
Fears: Loneliness, Rejection, Failure
Overall Personality: Russet's a fairly serious guy at first glance; he takes his training seriously, he spars like he would fight, he's got a constant grimace on his face...but really, he's fairly relaxed. When someone knows him personally, they'll find a leader, ready to calmly and confidently lead his team through the worst of Grimm attacks, have a heart to heart, or just relax on the rooftops after a long day. Although he constantly looks like he's ready to punch someone in the face, he's actually driven by a need to help others, trying to assist those that need help whenever he can...even if it means he's late for class a few times.
Abilities
Aura type: Healing
Aura Color: White.
Semblance: Reflection lets Russet take the force of attacks that he gets hit by or blocks and store the kinetic energy of it until he chooses to release it. He can't choose to release individual strikes with his Sembalance; he must release the force of every strike all at once. (Wasn't quite sure what to classify this as.)
Item 1: Russet's blade; true and tried, it's just a longsword's blade that connects to...
Item 2: His Gauntlet, a protective metal glove that acts as the "handle" for his blade. Fits on his right hand, Physical Resistant.
History and Sample
- History:
- Born into a low class family in Vale, Russet's mother and father had little to their name but a small Dust shop; his toys were the cans on the street, his TV the lives of every day people wandering the residential district...and most of the time, it was drama. Not the gossipy, harmless rumor kind of drama...no, it was the “innocent people die daily” kind of drama that he managed to thrust himself into...and out of, when he tried to save the life of a close friend.
...And failed.
Soon after his seventh birthday, Russet worked for his parent's dust shop...and was fortunate enough to attract customers with his baby face and his charisma, turning their small little dust shop into a fairly reputable source of dust. Soon enough, they were able to afford a decent apartment, a larger shop...and a proper education for their son in the art of killing Grimm.
Russet's time in Signal was a rough one; bullies tormented him and others for his rather small stature (which wouldn't change, unfortunately) and quiet nature...but he was quick to lash back with a blade as he was with words.
...Very, very harsh words that may have gotten him in more trouble than the bullies from time to time, but he was never one to simply stand idle while others were being hurt. If there was a way he could change the world around it, he'd grab the chance.
Russet was a fairly fast learner, quickly picking up the usage of Dust and blades alike, rising up the Signal ladder pretty quickly...his potential for skill was only rivaled by how much work he put into climbing the ladder, studying until the crack of dawn and training when he didn't have his head in the books. Eventually, he graduated, and set his sight toward Syne Academy, bidding farewell to his home of Vale...
- RP Sample:
- It was a quiet night; perfect for a late night walk outside. The moon was bright, the stars were shining, there was a cool breeze in the air...and he aced his exams! Not much could ruin the night, really...
“Hey, Potato!” The voice of Dickson Brown, local bully and Huntsman in training called out...no doubt to probably try to make him bruised and broken.
Just keep walking. Not worth the trouble. He sensed something coming up behind him...
Stepping to the side, he watched as the bully's dropkick landed him flat on the sidewalk, and quickly running up to him, held out his hand. “...I'm giving you a chance to get up and walk away.” And as predictable as he was seemingly one note, the bully slammed his fist right into Russet's face as he got up.
“How STUPID are you? I JUST tried to drop kick you!”
The bloody nose'll heal quickly enough. Russet narrowed his eyes as Dickson ran toward him with a clothesline...
Keep calm...stay focused... He guarded the hit with his Aura, and Dickson couldn't even react as Russet used his Sembalance to charge forward, punching Dickson right in the face and knocking him out.
And it's over.
Last edited by SBSam on Mon Oct 26, 2015 7:34 pm; edited 3 times in total (Reason for editing : Picture wouldn't show.)
