so, ill show you my character i guess

okie dokie loki

will this image do??

yuppers puppers ^w^
looks really cool actually

may I ask what the whole idea of the RP is? I've read the lore but I'm wondering if it's us with a team against an antagonist, or if we are in an apocalyptic time because I've got a few ideas for ways on the story, also, is this a romance RP?

it can go in any way- starting at another funeral where our characters meet which can be in whatever time so it can be post-apocalyptic or something and the romance part is optional too- doesnt have to be- ^w^ its really open to anything

i May use this character- maybe

im okay with that

Cool- so ready for me to post the starter or do you wanna post it?

you should

Alrighty- itll take me a bit but ill get it out in like an hour- at most

Leslie was getting ready for school when her mother came to check if she'd gotten her number yet since it was her birthday. With a pained gasp, her mother had informed her that it was not a number- but a sideways 8 which signified the symbol for infinity. Eternity.

[+purple "Well that's good right?"] her mother had not responded. [+purple "It's a good thing isn't it??"] She questioned, only to have a simple [+darkblue "Oh.. honey..."] as a depressed reply with no explanation.

At first she thought it was good, even when her mother gave no explanation as to why it wasn't. Anna was happy the first few years had past. Until they started leaving. Dying. Only when her mom had died and she outlived her little sister and even her own children did she understand what her mother had meant- a mere 5 years later. Now at 174 years old and still looking like she had the unfortunate day she'd turned 16, Leslie was at yet another funeral, for yet another late husband then wife and another child. She swore she'd give up on love and save herself more pain as she finished speaking for the dearly departed and walked towards the back of the room, her head hung as no one met her gaze and she retreated to the dark corners where no one would adress her.

Qrows older brother, who was his guardian, walked into his room, "so, how'd it go," Dane asked (Qrows brother)
"not sure," Qrow said
"lemme che-," Dane was cut off by the sign of a sideways eight, "oh no," he said
"what is it Dane," Qrow asked
"well, I guess your immortal little bro," Dane said with a smile

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Qrow, now very closed in of his emotions, was at the funeral of his good friend, she was a part of his gang "Death Gang", he noticed a girl in the background of the room, in the shadows, she looked like the girl that his friend had described many times

Once Qrow had started to approach the girl he noticed she was sad, so he simply waited until everyone was gone and left a card with a skeleton joker in the front and the information on where to find his gang in her pocket

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"How was the funeral boss," a young kid asked, he seemed to be holding a wrench and next to a mecha suit
"I've lived a long time, Ranger, but the new recruit I've found had an essence like none other, it was old, and yet new at the same time" Qrow answered, "she'll be a strong member," he added
"Hmm, Qrow, it is very likely that she is like you, immortal I mean," an old man said
"yeah right, the odds of that are very unlikely kid," Qrow said as he went into his office on the upper level of the warehouse they were in

She waited in the darkened corner for a long while. Only a few hours later when everyone was clearing out did she finally budge from her corner and make her way to the exit. She noticed a single card with a skeleton on it- remembering a group her late husband had described many times. One they had made plans to join together. She was emotionless, though she brought the card with her as she went to her car. Getting in and merely sitting there staring at the card silently for several long moments before opening it- or trying to as her cybernetic arm tensed up and she had to take it off before it started to short circuit and she threw it in a metal box in the back seat as it happened often. Sealing the lid so the small explosion of the main circuit wouldn't set her car on fire as she used her good hand to finally open and view the card.

Nearly half an hour later and she was on her way to the location listed on the card and parking nearby 45 minutes after. She grabbed her beat-up cybernetic arm and carefully put it on before heading towards the doors- on guard and paranoid of course there have always been many attempts made on her life- futile of course but attempts nontheless. She checked her phone, then the card, and glanced around before knocking on the warehouse doors.

Ranger opened the door and gave the girl a large smile, "HI," he said while turning around to an office on the upper floor, "Qrow, she's here," Ranger said, he was only what seemed to be a fourteen-year-old boy, with a kind heart and gentle soul, the mind of a genius though, he could build everything that was in Leslie's cybernetic arm with fewer materials than it actually took to build it

Qrow walked out of his office and looked at her arm, "Ranger, fix her arm, and be careful with the wiring, it looks damaged enough," he said while walking down the stairs to greet her, "hi, I'm Qrow, that kid is Ranger, the creepy old man up there is Cloak, he can use some kinds of shadow magic, the girl is Tech, she can hack into anything, and when I say that, I mean it, she can use a bit of control magic, most of my gang is made of the few people left who can use magic, not all though, but this isn't all of us, most of us are stationed around the world, making sure things don't get too out of hand," Qrow said, "take a stroll around, when your ready, come see me," he added while walking back to his office

The greeting was not what she'd expected as she covered her mark with her hair despite having already had it covered up with make-up as she glanced around. At the mention of someone being told to fix her arm, she tensed and a spark flew off of it as she looked at the person who gave the order and the person told to do it- she made sure to remember their names. She trusted no one- so she was not about to take her cybernetic off to be fixed as she tensely crossed her arms- wincing as the cybernetic had been made in a way that it connected to her in a way that she was able to feel what happened to it- as if it were her real arm which merely lacked more skin graphing- though she managed skin graphing on her hand and covered the rest with long sleeves most days.

Then as Qrow kept talking she tensed even more at the mention of magic and bit her tongue sharply. As she grew increasingly anxious and unsteady, the cybernetic sparked and was beginning to short circuit again- this was always painful which is why she usually took off the arm- but this time she kept it on and bit her tongue until it felt she may bite it in half and it began to slightly bleed- filling her mouth with the metalic taste of blood as she forced her jaw to unclench and swallowed. She remained silent and standing in the doorway, her eyes glancing around and looking at the few people there, then landing uncomfortably on Ranger after Qrow walked away. She was going to be stubborn about her arm.

Cloak watched as Qrow went into his office, he then looked back at Leslie, "hmmm," he grumbled in a low tone, he suddenly warped himself from a walkway on the second floor into Qrows office, "Qrow, you and I both know that I only have a few months left to live, but you, you have an eternity, you know more than I do, so why not question her," Cloak said
"im going to do that kid, and I know you only have a few months left, but I found a way to cheat a persons death when I turned two hundred," Qrow said as he stood up, "follow me," he said as he went outside, "everyone, I'm going to tell you a story," he announced

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"yes my lord," a young Qrow said
"ahh, you must be Qrow, hello, I want to recruit you as the captain of the armada that I am sending to find the fountain of youth," the king of pain at the time said
"I accept," Qrow said

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"c'mon men, the captain is a patient man, but that does not give you the permission to slack off and drink all day," A man said
"HAH," A crew member scoffed, "how are we to know there even is a cap-" the crewmember was cut off by a man stepping out of the captains' courters
"who here is doubting my authority as captain," Qrow said
"him sir," the second in command said
"Great, just great, the cook," Qrow said, "put him in a boat and leave him here," Qrow said while going back into the captain courters, "we are no less than a month away," he added

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a man banged on the captains' door, "we're approaching land captain," the second in command said
Qrow walked out of his room and smiled, "stop the ship, we row from here," he said
once they got to the island their ship was attacked by mermaids, flesh-eating monsters, disgusting things
"Sir, the crew th-," a crew member said
"if you lived as long as I have you'd know death would be eternal peace, I was religious when I was a young man, I thought that if I died that would be the end of it but no, I was stabbed through the head and woke up no more than an hour later the sword and its owner were laying next to me, so, you see, dying, is just an eternal rest, sometimes it lasts, sometimes it doesn't," Qrow said

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"that crew member and I became good friends, I met his wife and kids, but the weirdest thing is, when we were at the fountain of youth, I gave him the cup with the mermaids tear in it, I remember being torn apart by the water, but I woke up a day later still healing yes, but I was still alive, everything except for my right hand was completely healed, and the crew member, well he lived another hundred years, he died from being shot in the heart, you see, I gave him years, I didn't give him my healing process, I gave him life none the less, I know how to cheat death, he was told he'd die in his thirties, but he did in his hundred twenties," Qrow said

Leslie merely grit her teeth listening to him tell the story and as she stood in that doorway her arm sparked several times before it finally stopped functioning. This irritated her more though she remained silent and looking up at Qrow steadily. [i Another eternal life. What are the odds?] She wondered but kept silent. While she had questions, she was still not certain of her decision to be here. It had been more the wish of her late spouse than hers, yet, she was the one standing here. Alone.

She had to force her mind from wandering as she narrowed her eyes. [i A way to cheat death- even if just temporarily- is dangerous.] She could only imagine what the government's, kings and queens among other things would wish to do should anyone like them be captured as well. Of course; she always figured someone would find a way to "harness" the eternal youth they'd been cursed with. Some might call it a 'Devils Blessing' or something of the like. She appeared unphased by Qrow's words. Probably a bad idea that would hint to them her eternal living, after all, what mortal wouldn't be awed by the idea of living longer?

Qrow went up to her and stroked her hair back, he then bent down to her ear and smiled, "I was thirteen when they started to come up with a newer permanent way of giving you your death age, they would burn metal and then put it on your neck, you know what they did to me, they made it long and painful, then, while it was still sitting, they cut my scar open and had me wait through all of the pain," he said, "they gave me nicknames throughout the years, one was given to me when I was fifty-two: The Eternal, the second was given to me when I was a little over one-hundred: Grimm Reaper," he said as he backed up, "I suggest you either say yes to joining us or leave, for the people who are coming soon, well, they follow our traditional rules, so if they see you, they'll kill you," he said

She looked at Qrow with an unamused look in her eyes, unphased by his story as she instead rolled her eyes, being as disrespectful as she could in the moment. [+purple "Am I supposed to be scared? Intimidated? Feel sorry for you?"] she rolled her eyes again [+purple "I just came to check it out- no offense. I think I've seen enough. Oh, and good luck with trying to kill me- I would really rather the bliss of eternal sleep"] She yawned sarcastically, sighed then shrugged, not realizing that when he'd brushed her hair aside, he'd wiped some of the make-up she'd used to hide her mark and it showed as she started to turn around.

(sorry for the crap post)

"Really, you would rather have an eternal rest," Qrow asked as if he were a parent talking to their child, "disrespect me all you want, I have seen kingdoms rise and fall, great leaders die, and friends suffer more than you could imagine, so forgive me if I try to help you a bit," he said while taking the revolver from the box and loaded it with one of the three bullets that were in the box with it, "I can make it happen, see, since your an eternal, like me, you cant die from an ordinary bullet, this one has a magic so old and dark that only ten objects remain with its power, and it just so happens that this specific set is one of the ten objects, it was made to kill Eternals, and it was proved to do so on an old friend, who, before you of-course, was the only other eternal I knew," Qrow said while putting the revolver to her head and cocking it, "let's play a round of russian roulette shall we," he said in a very serious tone

She fell silent with her back turned to him, slightly tense and not moving as she faced the partially open door. [+purple "I have no reasons to live anymore so if you're going to shoot me then just do it already... I'm tired of pretending to not care"] She muttered in a tone that sounded like she wasnt entirely certain as she made no effort to face them again. She felt the tension building in the room and a part of her began to wish she had simply ignored the letter and not come at all. The fact that she was even there already said she had contemplated joining them, she didn't know why she was backing out now other than her own selfish desire to die like those she had known throughout her life. She prefered to die with a past she never revealed as she stood there, her head lifted as she felt no shame in being able to die no matter how it went but she lifted her arms and crossed them- partially hugging herself as she fell silent- it was obvious she really did not value her life, the only doubts she could give off were a few regrets within her past that she could never mend. So she awaited the sound of a gunshot and closed her watering eyes as a few tears filled them and her face was hidden by her back being turned to them.

'click, click,' "I guess luck is on your side today," Qrow said with a smile, "anyways, get in here, I'm afraid I absolutely need you on the team," he said while gently closing the box after putting the gun away, "I also need to get some beer before sector four of our clan gets here, they like to sit down and talk, they are more of the hunters, and information suppliers," Qrow said, he also was just in the mood for beer, "common, we'll take the GT-500, It's by far my favorite," he said with a kind smile while pulling the keys out of the long coat he was wearing at the time

Her eyes shot open as the few tears that were forming quickly dried, she bit her tongue and bit back a scowl as she slowly turned around to face Qrow with narrowed eyes. [+purple "Need me?"] she scoffed [+purple "of course you do"] she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms and staring at him as her cybernetic fell from its socket- no longer functional as she'd quickly caught it and looked down at it with a frown. [+purple "Whatever. I'm sure I'll get on your nerves soon enough"] She sighed, holding the cybernetic at her side as she looked up to face Qrow again. [+purple "Name's Leslie by the way. But y'all can just call me Lez I guess."] She shrugged, sighing once again. [+purple "I have nothing better to do anyway"]

Qrow turned around and looked at Ranger "give me the new arm," he said as Ranger started digging and pulled out an exterior replica of Lez' arm, "it has been modified," he said, "looks the same on the outside, and when it comes to X-Rays it looks the same on the inside too, just it's not," he said as it was tossed to him, "put it on and meet me in the car," he said as he walked into the thick fog as if he could see perfectly, 'vrrm, vroom, vrrm,' it came from the fog, along with a pair of headlights from a car, Qrow drove up to the front of the warehouse, "c'mon, we need to move," he said

She frowned, dropping the arm in her hand as she caught the one tossed at her, looked at it for several moments, then finally attached it before stepping out into the fog. Her skin tingled as if something pulled at her instincts but this wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last as she ignored the feeling and watched Qrow pull up. With a sigh, she walked over and stepped into the passanger's seat, sitting back and crossing her arms as she looked out of the window into the fog as if seeing something beyond it. She was silent, watching an odd creature that couldn't be seen by others as it moved around in the shadows and under hte cover of fog. [i 'Why are you always following me little one...?'] She thought to herself, shifting her eyes so it wasnt obvious that she was watching something.