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    <woltlab-metacode data-name="align" data-attributes="WyJjZW50ZXIiXQ=="><p><span style="color: #FFFFFF">I figured this thread was going to private, for now at the least.<br></span></p></woltlab-metacode><p><br><span style="color: #FFFFFF"></span><br></p>
    <woltlab-metacode data-name="align" data-attributes="WyJjZW50ZXIiXQ=="><p><span style="color: #FFFFFF">This area is still a W.I.P, mattering what I can put here</span></p>
    <p><span style="color: #FFFFFF">Character Creation Form:<br>Instructions - Copy 'n Paste into your post, then hit the <strong>BBcode</strong> button in the top left of the reply toolbar <u>Two</u> times to recognize the code and keep things simple and clean.</span></p>
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    <woltlab-metacode data-name="align" data-attributes="WyJjZW50ZXIiXQ=="><p><br><span style="color: #FFFFFF"><strong>Current Chapter</strong> -</span><br><span style="color: #008000"><strong><span style="font-size: 24pt">Enter! The <span style="color: #00FF00">Emerald</span> Forest</span></strong><br><strong><img src="http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/grimeclipse/images/0/0d/Ge_steam-ea_trailer_00003.png/revision/latest?cb=20151202032357"></strong></span><br><strong><span style="font-size: 8pt"><span style="color: #FFFFFF">Picture Source:</span></span></strong> <a href="http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/grimeclipse/images/0/0d/Ge_steam-ea_trailer_00003.png/revision/latest?cb=20151202032357"><span style="font-size: 8pt">RWBY Grim Eclipse Gameplay</span></a><br><span style="color: white">Team initiations have begun! The students have been sent into Emerald forest, this trial will leave a mark in every single name that has entered, through their teamwork, cooperation, strengths, weaknesses, synchronization and if they can even survive the forest and make it out alive, which without the last 5 listed marks will be extremely challenging if not impossible.</span></p></woltlab-metacode><p><br></p>
    <woltlab-spoiler data-label="Teams to Be"><p></p>
    <p><span style="color: #aeb404"><strong>C</strong>arl</span><br><span style="color: #111111"><strong>D</strong>yamond</span><br><span style="color: green"><strong>E</strong>vie Kleeya</span><br><span style="color: #0000CD"><strong>R</strong>hapsody Bleu</span></p>
    <p><span style="color: firebrick"><strong>A</strong>xiel Harbinger </span><span style="color: #FFFFFF">/</span> <span style="color: #FA431F"><strong>A</strong>mira</span> ?<br><span style="color: lavender"><strong>Y</strong>olande Auréle</span><br><span style="color: #f5a9f2"><strong>C</strong>lara Yuino</span></p></woltlab-spoiler></woltlab-metacode>

    So, we're posting where we left off, yes? I think I'm going to take Clara back in time though, after she totally bombed the landing and is just limping through the forest. Should she meet with Amira?
    (Just realized we need Team formation again...)

    I'll most likely do the same as you, just with a slight difference. The two can meet but who will Axiel meet? Also the team names, Which is going to basically be an absolute pain.


    I was additionally thinking about a possible second team, but then at least two of us are going to have to play at least 3 characters

    Axiel would meet up with Carl, like he has. I think....


    Lets see we have Carl, Clara, Axiel, and Amira.....crap


    CCAA ((KAAAWWWW XD


    CAAC ((Case


    ACCA ((Acacia? Idk)

    Clara smiles slightly as she heads towards the lush treetops of the emerald forest. Then she realized she was going faster, and the trees were coming at her like glowing green flames about to swallow her whole. "NononononoNONONONO!!" She screeches as she hits the surface, wooded claws raking her skin as she was thrown through the trees. Eventually, she hit the ground with a hard thud. She bit her lip, trying to hold tears back from the pain searing through her body. Clara attempted to stand up, but stumbled as she took a step, falling and luckily catching herself against a tree. At this point her breaths were heavy and she tried looking around, but her vision became blurred as a drip of blood flowed down her temple and to her right eye. She cried out slightly, gripping the tree bark.
    Amira was right...I should have taken more time to recover! No...It wasn't Amira who called this...it was Axiel. He told me I wasn't strong enough and I didn't believe him!! Maybe I'm the arrogant one...

    "Hehe... heh-" Amira's eyes softly opened as he stared up into the soft ruffling tree's above him. He blinked softly, then jolted up off the ground with his hair a mess, his body ached as he sat their thinking about the past minutes, looking around he noticed that he was in a completely different area that what he had previously saw, he was missing one scimitar and the other was missing. Amira scratched the back of his head and got up, casually pushing hair out of his eye and standing wherever he was now in the forest, he sighed and started to look around for a familiar glow "Ah-Ha! Found you!" the shine wasn't hard to locate and he found nearly as soon as he started to look around. "Well..." Amira put both blades back into their sheaths and looked back out into the forest "Even if it was a dream" Amira smiled "It was fun. I just hope I wasn't knocked out that... long..." Amira paused as he looked around "And now I'm talking to myself! Great! Where even is everyone?!" throwing his hands in the Air Amira started down wherever he was headed to "where..." regardless of it being a dream Amira felt somewhat saddened, at least previously he had someone to talk to, even if they weren't real. However, he continued to ignore the fact that he could possibly run into someone else in the forest just as easily he did in his dream, but then again it was a dream.


    -

    *Axiel is currently doing what he did before*



    Rhapsody, with quiet focus and a great amount of preparation, took flight among the many other students that had now arrived and started their initiation. The feeling gave him a rush, a new feeling that instantly hit him with a spark of inspiration that made him want to write it down before it was gone. However, he didn't get the time as he was suddenly reminded of the approaching greenery. "Muse!" He called shortly, a translucent figure appearing beside him. As they fell, it grabbed him by the arm. In one swift graceful movement, it switched places and landed on a branch, taking most of the impact as it let go of Rhapsody and let him fall to the ground in a diagonal line. However, much of the speed was gone and the musician landed without much trouble. His muse dissipated shortly after as he took in his surroundings. Instead of heading toward his destination, he was suddenly in awe of the vast trees and lively woods, taking it all in. Sighing, he took in a huge sniff. Ah, the glorious scents that came made him take in the picture. How could anyone have trouble completing this?


    His question was swiftly answered as a lone Grimm beowulf suddenly jumped out of some bushes running toward him. The bewildered artist only had a few moments to pull out his violin and bow, backing up to put a few milliseconds of time on his side as his Instrument-shield clashed into Grimm claws. He let out a small grunt before reversing and cutting the beast with his bow. it reared back, and he pressed forward, the slender blade darting in and out. Soon, after some careful slashes, the beast in front of him had faded to nothing. "Well, now I know why people don't usually come to this forest." He laughed silently, shrugging. It was at this moment that he fully realized he was a bit lost. "Umm...ANYONE OUT THERE!?!" He shouted, hoping to get some response as he took steps through the forest.

    Despite the ringing in the back of her head, she could hear muffled voices echoing throughout the forest around her. She tries walking on her own, but a small dip in the ground causes her to trip and barely catch herself by the hands and knees as she falls to the ground. "H-Help...!" She calls out weakly. She was going to be a bill ball of embarrassment once someone were to find her, but Clara knew she would have failed by now anyways...she wasn't going to survive here long...


    Carls laughed excitedly as he slid down a recently made ramp of pure solid Ice leading to the forest floor. Once he was at a jogging stop. He gladly puts his spray cans away and slips his hands into his pockets; Carl keeps walking through the forest happy as can be.

    Evie came to be on the ground, clutching her lance tightly like a life preserver with her eyes shut tight against the height. With the sound of the wind rushing past dying down, her nerves felt relaxed, and her shoulders untensed. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked about her surroundings. She was on the ground again! She let out a tremendous sound of joy as she jumped from the lance and made contact with the ground, embracing it with wide open arms. She could smell the dirt, which made her sneeze a little bit, but it was nice. She was definitely the type of Faunas who prefered to have her feet on the ground.


    Yolonde had come to be on the ground in a much more elegant fashion, using portals to very easily, and very delicately, put herself in the branches of a sturdy tree, walking the branches like they were a tight rope, and going through a starry lavender portal when she came to the end of one, only to reappear on another and continue walking. She looked down bellow for any signs of life, not really sure what to expect. As she did this she began to Hum a tuneless tune, her speed picking up as she spied someone in the distance... (Is Clara with her, in which case there will be more butt smacks.)

    OOC: Wait, I just want to make sure that nobody is getting kinda mixed here. If Axiel is doing the same thing he previously was then doesn't that mean he was fighting Carl? I'm just going off the last thing I remember

    -


    Watching each body fling off of the small stands one by one amused Dyamond, a select few knew what they were doing and multiple others were given to the mercy of gravity and Grimm. Not to short after she felt herself flying through the air as well, her eyes locked onto the forest below as her shadow raced under her, constantly yet faintly shifting forms as the trees did the same in the breeze. She had no idea on how she was going to land, but its not that she wasn't clueless, she just didn't have a care at the moment. Like a blur several voices came from the forest, they clashed with the constant shaking of the leaves but it was obvious between the two from which was nature and which was people. Finally deciding to engulf her Dymond and her shadow soon met as she collide with leaves, she threw her arm around her back, grabbing her bow in an instant she held it by both of the primary handles made for holding it like a blade, Quickly she kicked off a tree, speeding her faster into the forest however now spiraling. Leaves flew around her in a daze, branches being cut in swift chops bounded off her like nothing and eventually a tree laid straight in front of her, while spinning she dug the blade of the bow into the tree, this had to be exact, Dyamond threw her accelerated weight into the tree, boots landing on the bark as she spun around on it like a blender, engraving the tree with a screw like carving as she went down it.


    Finally Dyamond could could touch the ground, standing properly she slashed the rest of the bows blade out of the tree, she looked down at it, the blade was dulled. She put her arm down beside her and gazed at the tree, it looked unique now, like a Grimm had grown into decorating the things and tried their hand at it, patting the tree Dyamond started to climb up it to get a better vantage point. When she reached the top all she saw was more green, the same exact view she had been stuck watching for the whole slight, she sighed and fell back down onto a branch sturdy enough to hold her, so... what was she supposed to do? They send kids out into the forest to find these relics and bring the back to them, yet their location can't even been seen. Of course it wasn't supposed to be easy but its not like they were alone out here, this was the real deal and Grimm aren't the most merciful beings in the forest that I'm sure half of them would want to run into.


    These thoughts continued roaming in Dyamond's mind until she heard a voice yelling, no, two. One seeming to call for help and the other... well, basically doing the same but in a less demeaning manner, well, at least she knew where she wasn't going. The voices had a clear direction and the path she would be taking wouldn't be either, but she would at least help the two of them in a less direct way, hopping off the branch Dyamond reached into her Quiver and pulled out a container filled with a red dust, unscrewing the cap she took it off and carefully ran the head of an arrow she had taken out of her quiver in it. She snatched the arrow out of her hands with a mouth, the screwing everything back together and putting it away took her bow and pulled the arrow into the string and let it sit in the arrow rest. Carefully she studied the movements around her, a noise had been pecking at her ears through the whole flight and even when she touched the ground if she could do one thing to "Help" the others it would be to bring it to end the birds irritating screeches, even if she was the only one who could hear it. Carefully her eyes gazed at the black winged dot in the sky "..." it was to far, Dyamond rubbed a very slight amount of the red powder off the tip of the arrow then returned back to her aiming. Second by second she followed it, until the wind finally met its peace, in a instant she fired as a small spark came from the bows string and it soared farther than it normally would be able to. Dyamond continued to watch it fly until she noticed the black dot flinch back, she slightly smiled until she noticed a black figured come soaring back down towards the ground, the arrow had struck the Grimm but missed any type of impact with skin. The dot started to glow faintly red, it had caught alight but without a proper hit Dyamond only viewed it as a mistake, because wherever that arrow landed... would not be very pretty. Not waiting for the after explosion.


    Dyamond holding her bow by her side continued on into the forest, away from the voices she had previously heard and would most likely hear again after the arrows impact with ground collided, but before she could continue much further she heard a sneeze. It was slightly abnormal but to her fairly common, more of a trick of the hunting trade than being a bit out of the blue, but that would be a story for another time. Taking another arrow she loaded it into the arrow and continued on with her current direction, another Grimm already? It only made up the last. This time it would be a head on shot, with pure concentration and a hunt not to help anyone but for herself and herself alone.


    I do apologize for this post length.

    (Starting near the end of their fight)
    Axiel stopped, hearing another sound that interrupted his current rivalry. Steps that didn't seem too human. The invisible fighter stood still, glancing to his left with a sneer. He didn't want anyone or anything to interrupt his fight. He needed to know that Axiel could beat him one-on-one and couldn't pull back on some lame excuse.



    Well, it seemed others had gone ahead or simply ignore his cry. A hard truth but one that he had to suck up and accept. He have another small sigh, looking around at the rather same-looking trees that watched him, waiting for him to make some kind of move. And so he did, following only his instinct and intuition.

    This apparently served him well, as he came upon a small figure and a lance stuck in the ground. Probably another student, made him wipe his head in relief and walk forward. "Hello! Hey, are you a-" He froze, his eyes lighting on her horns. Faunus? All right, that was fine. Perfectly fine. Absolutely okay. They didn't destroy his possessions or shed all over, so they were fine right?


    That didn't stop him from unconsciously inching backward to avoid close proximity to the female.

    ((You're absolutely fine Ascho! That was awesome!
    And Something, yeah they can meet again if you want. I think I made Clara a bit more damaged this time though...whoops. Poor thing.))


    Carl glanced around as he heard unfamiliar footsteps nearby. "Hey kid ya' still out here? Ima take a break from this fight for a minute..." He said shaking his cans and holding them tightly as he walks towards the sound.


    Amira could have swore he heard someone calling out for help, the quick sound caused him to look over towards the direction in a snap "... -!" he had completely forgotten about Clara... again. Once in a dream and the other sending him gazing off into the forest "Clara?" his face was worried though he didn't tell out to her, instead he ran off toward her direction in search for her, hoping for a clear and straight path towards her without worry


    -


    Dyamond continued with her loaded bow, stalking for any for excessive movement until she halted and pulled back in an instant, a voice, or in fact what sounded like the same voice she had previously h HV and calling out for someone. She sucked her teeth, whatever Grimm she assumed was around her would either be dragged over to them or just be startled, taking aim she looked towards the voices, quickly she caught a glance of what looked like a boy, her aim snapped next to them to a nearby tree and shot. Scare away the people, keep them away from the Grimm, keep them away from her, she placed her bow back around her, forget the Grimm, to many people were around. The goal was to get the relics, and that's what she was going to do.

    Clara takes slower breaths as she sits on the ground against a tree. She reopened her eyes as she heard a familiar voice coming nearer to her location. "a-amira....?" She spoke with a rasp in her voice.