In Memorial of the Fallen [RWBY RP|OOC 3|Open]

[The Krogan]

So what's up with some of the original characters from RWBY in this RP anyway, such as Ruby and Yang? I saw Blake around here somewhere on the char lists so I assume they're also around to right?

[The Olog-Hai]

So what's up with some of the original characters from RWBY in this RP anyway, such as Ruby and Yang? I saw Blake around here somewhere on the char lists so I assume they're also around to right?

Right, but only controlled by Icrum and Storm.

[The Krogan]

So what's up with some of the original characters from RWBY in this RP anyway, such as Ruby and Yang? I saw Blake around here somewhere on the char lists so I assume they're also around to right?

Right, but only controlled by Icrum and Storm.

Ahhhhhh makes sense.

[The Olog-Hai]

Right, but only controlled by Icrum and Storm.

Ahhhhhh makes sense.

They're really just NPCs in this.
Though Storm and Icrum kinda run some characters that are more PCs than some of their others...

[Kuhlfros]

I will be really inactive as I am going to DC for the week tomorrow

[The Krogan]

Hey, is it okay to just describe what our OC looks like or do ya'll prefer a picture?

[The Olog-Hai]

Hey, is it okay to just describe what our OC looks like or do ya'll prefer a picture?

I mean, I think I didn't use a pic.

[The Krogan]

Hey, is it okay to just describe what our OC looks like or do ya'll prefer a picture?

I mean, I think I didn't use a pic.

Cool, just wanted to make sure, some RP's prefer you have a picture sometimes I've found.

[Taigawa]

Hey, is it okay to just describe what our OC looks like or do ya'll prefer a picture?

I did'nt use a pic for Kayla or Morila and they were accepted, but then my internet got cut for 6 months, my team disbanded, and they are in an ignore cannon.

I have Sylvia, but idk what to post for her, since she is not my OC.

[The Krogan]

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Celeste Rosso
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Race: [X] Human [ ] Faunus
Animal Traits (Omit if human):

Biography: Celeste Rosso was born in Atlas to two very career oriented parents, her mother a high ranking officer in the Atlesian Navy and her father a member of the Special Operatives Unit. In fact, most if not everyone who knew her parents were quite surprised to learn that they were having a child, people having assumed that they were much too busy with their jobs to have children. Whether or not this was true for Celeste growing up is debatable, as her own childhood was somewhat unconventional compared to most peoples.

Since both of her parents were in the military they were presented with the problem of how they would be around to take care of their daughter, and since neither were willing to compromise their careers to do it there was only one option left, take her every where’s they went. From a very young age every day became take your kid to work day for Celeste, as her parents absolutely refused to hire a nanny or leave her with other members of the family. After the pulling of a few strings and the cashing in of a few favors her parents secured the permission for her to be able to go most places with them. Though she spent the majority of her time growing up with her mother traveling the world in the Atlesian Navy, as her father was usually off on missions.

Celeste's Aura and Semblance developed fairly early in her life, with the results drawing the attention of the Atlesian government. Seeing an opportunity, the government and military quickly provided her with specialist trainers to help develop and control her Semblance/Aura, even when she started to go to Atlas Academy. The fact that both her parents were highly respected members of the military and had been training her for life as a Huntress had only helped her in this regard. So nothing really changed for Celeste in a way, the only difference was that she had a few more private trainers now helping to mold her into the perfect fighting machine.

Her move to Atlas Academy when she turned of age contained both changes and constants for her. The biggest change was that she was no longer under the tutelage and watch of her parents and the scores of military personnel associated with them. Though this meant anything but new found freedom, as Atlas Academy was but switching one piece of scenery for another in reality for Celeste. Which is quite understandable seeing as how Celeste spent her entire life in the military and Atlas Academy is by extension a part of that military. It was at the beginning of her second year at Atlas Academy Celeste Rosso decided to stir things up a little bit in her life, which was quite rare, and applied for a student transfer program to another Huntsman Academy. The program had been created several years before to further help with creating ties between the different kingdoms of Remnant. It wasn't long before she learned that her transfer had been accepted and she was on her way Beacon Academy in no time.

Personality: Celeste has done nothing but eat, sleep, and live Atlesian military life since before she could walk, so it's pretty understandable that that reflects heavily on how she acts. Rules are set in stone for her, deviation is incomprehensible unless the scenario calls for it and the rules impede the seizing of an objective; her life growing up has also made her very ordered person, everything has its place and function. Overall this can make her seem to be a very stuffy and somewhat unpleasant, though there is a little quirk that has been starting to break free within her. As each year goes by Celeste finds herself feeling more and more constrained or suppressed even, with her request for a transfer playing into this. So while she is still pretty stiff, she finds herself letting loose more and more often.

Appearance: Celeste is a little over average height, standing at 6' tall, with night black hair and emerald green eyes. She is quite slender looking but packs a mean punch as she's mostly made of muscle and surprisingly strong. She mostly wears clothing that are various shades of white or grey, her fashion sense yet again coming from a military background. Celeste also seems to have some skills with makeup, though she keeps it very minimal for most cases.

If your having trouble picturing her just look up Asami Sato from Legend of Korra, that image is what's pretty much running around in my head at the moment.

COMBAT INFORMATION
Weapon: The Twins
Appearance: The Twins are a pair a short swords
Capabilities: Celeste made The Twins to be a very versatile weapon/weapons, having been taught from an early age that the more your weapon can do to kill a Grim the better. Beyond their obvious form as two blades, The Twins can transform into three other different forms of weaponry. One of these forms is a pair of duel wielding pistols, which can in turn by combined to create a relatively short rifle for more long ranged combat scenarios. The last transformation involves combining the two short swords to create a large two handed great-sword.

Semblance: Goddess of War, Celeste's semblance takes her body and throws it into maximum butt kicking overdrive, just imagine one of those crank power flashlights where you turn the handle to charge the battery. Well then imagine turning on the light and cranking the handle as hard and fast as you possibly can, which causes the light to glow super freaking bright for as long as you’re doing this. Something similar happens to Celeste's body; her speed, strength, agility, etc are ramped up to almost unimaginable proportions by activating her semblance. The problem though is that she isn't a battery, her body isn't meant to handle and store this energy like a battery would, so the moment the handle stops turning her light all but goes out. Now, depending on how long are how much punishment she took while her semblance was active determines just how messed up she's going to be afterwards. This can range from being pretty tired and her Aura heavily depleted to being on deaths door, or actually dead. This makes her ability a very one shot wonder kind of thing, as though it allows her to kick loads of butt, she requires a relatively large amount of time to recover afterwards, and even in the best end case scenario's she isn't much use in a fight once she's deactivated it.

OOC INFORMATION
RP Activity: Fairly often, don't expect me to move to fast though, I'm lazy.
RP Example (link or one shot):

Couldn't directly link an example of my most recent stuff so I copy pasted

Anana Tikaani stared out across the bay from the pier she was standing on towards the Teen Titans Tower with some nervousness of the change in her life that was about to take place, yet again. Joining a team of people again after a little over a year of flying solo throughout the world could take some getting used to; especially the responsibility of having to watch someones back, and having to trust others to watch yours in the middle of a fight. While one year may not seem like a lot of time for some people, for Anana it had seemed like an eternity being out and about in the wide world, a world she had admittedly thought very little of beforehand in more ways than one. Her older self had been pretty ethnocentric even before the war had started, and that whole fiasco had in the end turned her into a very hateful person towards anyone who was not of the "people".

She chuckled to herself as she thought back to that time just after the war, when the rebuilding and reconciliation programs had just begun and N.G.O's along with the Canadian government were all over the place. Seeing all those outsiders walking around had pissed her off pretty bad, and it had only gotten worse when people seemed to accept them as trying to help. It wasn't long after that that she got into a fight with the Council of Elders about the whole thing of accepting the help of the very people who had just tried to subjugate them. After that didn't go the way she had wanted it to Anana locked herself away in her room for two whole days, slowly making the powder keg she had already become bigger. It was then that the Three Tailed Wolf revealed itself to her and convinced the girl to go on a self-discovering journey across the globe. Now, one year later, she was standing on concrete pier staring out at her future a different person. Well, for the most part anyway, she still had to catch herself from saying things sometimes and she was still an angry person, but now she was angry at all the right people.

Taking a deep breath, Anana closed her eyes and let herself go loose, going into an almost meditative state. She loved the feel of the sea wind whipping across her face, the taste of the familiar salty spray from the water coating her lips, and even the low murmur of the people around her was comforting in its own way. Passerby's may have given the girl only a few seconds worth of their attention as there didn't look to be anything that remarkable about her, in fact she looked like your average adventurous young adult, backpacking across the country with a big ass hiking backpack strapped across her back and a metallic suit case in hand. If they were to pay a few more seconds of thought though they would notice her rocking physique, proudly displayed by her loose hanging muscle shirt that had "Sexy Lifeguard on Watch" written across the front and back. Though she wore some pretty baggy grey sweatpants and running shoes, anybody could tell she was just as ripped down under as she was up top. To finish off her self-described snazzyness were a pair of what she considered to be some bitchin sunglasses that she had snatched from some goons a few days back.

With a sigh Anana slowly turned around and glided back down the pier, still in her semi-meditative state. She stopped abruptly though at the piers halfway point, and a smirk began to spread across dark toned face. Tightening her grip on the suitcase, which contained her hero stuff, she said,

"Let's go make a change then," to herself under her breath.

With that she took off sprinting back towards the end of the pier, trying to get as much momentum as possible for what she was going to do next. As she reached the very end of the pier, Anana brought her feet to together, and in the blink of an eye gathered a small whirlwind of fast moving air under and around her feet, with which she used to launch herself into the air.

"Wooooooooooowwwwwhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooo!" Echoed across the bay as Anana caught some serious air time and seemingly flew high above the water. Holy shit! I'm getting pretty good at this! She thought to herself, a smile pretty much breaking her face in half. She was not in fact flying though, and gravity was starting to reassert itself on the situation. As she began to descend, Anana calculated that she had about three quarters of the way left to swim, which was more than fine with her as she loved the water. As she got closer and closer to her landing, the Tikaani girl noticed that just down and to her left was an open topped tourist ferry, with the tourists in question fully focused on her. The split second decisions that she made next would stay seared in those people's minds for the rest of their lives. Smiling roguishly, the teen twisted her upper body to face the boat and flexed the guns for all they were worth just as she flew past them. Though the encounter only lasted a few seconds, it was later reported a ferry full of people were checked into Jump City Hospital suffering from various cases of shock, hysteria, and excessive swooning.

Anana's little vanity stunt nearly cost her a trip to the hospital as well though, and she was just able to bend the water up into a raised whirlpool looking thing to help catch her and soften the landing. That done, the teen started to swim towards her new home, using her control of the water to propel her at a pretty good clip. Reaching the concrete pier for the island, Anana pulled herself up and onto it, where she proceeded to pull the water out of her clothing and backpack. It didn't take her long to reach the entrance of the tower from there, and the computer security quickly identified her before opening the nearby door. As she made her way into the building she cast an appreciative eye about the place before looking for some kind of floor plan, having misplaced the map given to her by the Justice League. As she thought there was nothing just lying around that could help her so she started to look about for an elevator. She found it in no time and began to peruse through the options listed.

Roof, nope, hmmm not that either... Where the hell are... rec area?... Maybe there's someone there I could ask about what to do, Anana thought to herself as she smashed the button with her thumb. Upon the elevator door opening at her destination, the girl warily stuck her head out the door and scanned the hallway for anybody. Not seeing anyone Anana stepped out and began to make her way down the said hallway in search of any other souls lurking about the building. It didn't take her long to find someone though as a door just down the hallway whooshed open and a short blonde girl came out and started to head in the other direction. Quickly followed up by another girl, who was much taller than both the Blonde and Anana, and was sporting some pretty messy looking brown hair.

Anana stood frozen to the spot, with one foot in midair, as she watched the two begin to make their way down the hallway, having seemingly not seen her. As it became obvious that the two weren't going to look back Anana's face formed into a frown and she gave a little "hmph". Well... Looks like I'll have to take the initiative, she thought to herself before beginning to jog towards the two and yelling,
"Hey! Yo! Bounjour! You ladies here for the badass heroes convention?" at their backs.

Did you read the rules? Yep

#RWBY RP Application
Do not remove this tag. It helps us find apps.

[North Arkana]

Hey, is it okay to just describe what our OC looks like or do ya'll prefer a picture?

I did'nt use a pic for Kayla or Morila and they were accepted, but then my internet got cut for 6 months, my team disbanded, and they are in an ignore cannon.

I have Sylvia, but idk what to post for her, since she is not my OC.

She's with Team SAVR, so I guess keep an eye out for any posts from people doing that. I could try to take her back and work her into my schedule if you'd like.

[Taigawa]

I did'nt use a pic for Kayla or Morila and they were accepted, but then my internet got cut for 6 months, my team disbanded, and they are in an ignore cannon.

I have Sylvia, but idk what to post for her, since she is not my OC.

She's with Team SAVR, so I guess keep an eye out for any posts from people doing that. I could try to take her back and work her into my schedule if you'd like.

No I want to post, but without something to post to I feel I won't be able to do so to Storm's standards without some insight as to what her fellow team mates are doing.

[The Olog-Hai]

She's with Team SAVR, so I guess keep an eye out for any posts from people doing that. I could try to take her back and work her into my schedule if you'd like.

No I want to post, but without something to post to I feel I won't be able to do so to Storm's standards without some insight as to what her fellow team mates are doing.

Varrus- we don't know. Cerrania went missing.
Asher is reading, and Russet is screwing around on his scroll.

[Taigawa]

No I want to post, but without something to post to I feel I won't be able to do so to Storm's standards without some insight as to what her fellow team mates are doing.

Varrus- we don't know. Cerrania went missing.
Asher is reading, and Russet is screwing around on his scroll.

Thank you.

[Serah]

Finished re-doing Heamet and Theriam's apps, as they are the ones that changed the most and will have the most importance in the next arcs.
I'll get Leonard's up once he'll be relevant again.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Theriam Lareylis
Age: 18
Sex: M
Race: [X] Human [ ] Faunus
Animal Traits (Omit if human):
Biography: During his stay at Beacon, Theriam has grown severely, and has also learned a lot.
From others, from himself, from the world around him.
He learned how to handle a fight without being reliant on his Aura, learned how to trust people, and most of all, learned how to live.
Meeting Charlotte and all of the people in Beacon made him all the more mature.
However, now, Leonard and Ether have disappeared, two of the people he knew and cherished suddenly vanished, to him, they weren't dead, especially Leonard, but this brought him to a reality he did not appreciate in the slightest.
Now, he simply strives to find them again, using all that he can.
Personality: After a few months at Beacon, his usually cold and calculating personality slowly thawed out, however it can resurface with certain people.
Usually, he's a silent fellow that doesn't seem like much at first glance and will be rather friendly at first, then, he goes down one of two ways.
Either his cold personality resurfaces, or he continues liking the person and mellows out rather quickly.
He has a tendency to get angry quite quickly when someone or something he likes gets taken away from him.
He also has someone else within him, an entity that no one knows much about, Jugo, they are on well enough terms and casually speak together, however, Jugo is the more dominant of the two, often giving him advice and knocking himself out of his own anger fueled madness at times.

In a fight however, he is determined to win, and despite being quite a defensive fighter, he will hesitate to make use of an opening to severely wound an opponent, human or not.
Despite that, he is quite lucid and won't hesitate to help or take a blow.
Appearance: Red/brown heterochromia, brown vest with multiple pouches, knife belt on his right leg, brown full waist cape with a phoenix like design on it, Miriel's sheath at his waist, red T-shirt, 1M95, caramel brown hair, long red cloth covering his right arm.

COMBAT INFORMATION
Weapon:
-Miriel: A two form changing weapon.
-Tetra: A .44 revolver.
-Basileus: His cybernetic right arm.
Appearance:
Miriel: Miriel in appearance simply looks like a simple single edged shortsword, with no real decorations on it, it stands at about 70cm.
During a fight, a light metal plaque can be seen lying on the user's upper legs and neck area.
In spear mode, the spear looks like a long, metal stave with a cross like blade at the top and stries around the shaft, it extends at 2,50M, and broken at 5M.

Tetra: Looks like a .44 revolver, white and somewhat decorated with lines going from the top of the barrel down to the handle.

Basileus: Outside a fight, it just looks like a completely black arm, quite synthetic to the touch though, in a fight, the arm opens up slightly to give more speed, lightly revealing plating.
Capabilities:
Miriel: Miriel has two forms, one is the shortsword, or as called by Theriam, Breaking Point, consists in using the remarkably sturdy sheath as plating to protect vital spots the user wouldn't have the time to protect, however the sheath itself can be stopped from creating this plating and be used in itself creating a makeshift shield, or a second blade.
The sheath can also be moved to lengthen the blade if needed, extending by 20cm at most.
The Spear mode or Rust as Theriam calls it, is a long spear that can be broken in several pieces held by chains, however, it is purely an attack mode, as the sheath gets completely drafted to create the rest of the spear.

Tetra: Oddly enough, the gun is not that special, and 'simply' packs high power.
The cartridges can be infused with Dust, but besides that, nothing else.

Basileus: His right arm, it holds several things, including weapons such as a retractable blade and a heat discharging system.
Currently, it cannot be rusted by Theriam's semblance.
Semblance: Rust: A semblance that naturally dissolves anything.
However, for now, it decomposes everything but animals, Grimm, Faunus, and Humans.
It cannot be infused in anything, however it can be released as a gas that boasts lower power and a longer decomposition rate than a touch.
The semblance, despite the use of the gas like form, works better with an actual touch of the hand, as it fastens the decomposition rate and the overall power.
Theriam's semblance however, works at full power within his own body and is destroying it little by little at all times.
The only cure for it being Heamet's blood containing the necessary antibodies to stop the semblance from destroying him.
These days however, given his better control of it, it seems to have mellowed out.

OOC INFORMATION
RP Activity:Always there.
RP Example (link or one shot): You've seen it, I'm not that bad, am I?
Did you read the rules?Yes.

#RWBY RP Application
Do not remove this tag. It helps us find apps.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Heamet Lareylis
Age: 17
Sex: M
Race: [X] Human [ ] Faunus
Animal Traits (Omit if human):
Biography: Heamet during those months at Beacon has seriously changed, his personality, weapon, fighting style...
For Heamet himself though, nothing really changed, except maybe his initial wish fading into nothingness and the fact that he managed to score with Aria, but apart from that, no major events really took place.
However recently, Ether's disappearance hit him like a freight train and made him question several things, including his leadership and himself overall, and no one, not even himself will ever be able to tell what will happen.
Personality: Initially, Heamet was a bubbly happy person, however, during the months, he's drastically changed and became increasingly more sarcastic and overall kind of cycling between phases of low key depression, however, due to this, his inhibitions and overall naivety completely disappeared and as such he became more and more of what people would call a cheeky cunt.
However, this personality change gave him quite a bunch of traits he didn't have before, such as nihilism and a knowledge of something called the Narrator that completely distances him from his long gone desire to be a hero, that is, when he isn't fighting.
He rarely ever gets angry though.

When Heamet fights, he rarely ever taunts his opponent, however he fights with growing disinterest for his own life and will more often than not bring himself on the verge of death to protect anyone.
If he fights alone however, he will get extremely serious with his opponent, and won't be anything to underestimate.
Something he likes to do when fighting is outmaneuvering his opponents by laying various traps that constrict his opponent and making it seem like he is defenseless.
Rendering himself nigh invisible and backstabbing is not out of his range, however killing is something he resents.
He relies on his semblance to do most of the fight, however, he is not someone to underestimate if his semblance is blocked.
Appearance: A long brown coat, black pants, red-ish T-shirt, Jagtkreuz's sheath on his waist, green eyes, black hair, fairly tall, muscular build.

COMBAT INFORMATION
Weapon: Jagtkreutz
Appearance: Jagtkreutz is initially a longsword without a sheath that Heamet carries around his waist, the tip of it is slightly cut off to leave a curve like internal shape, the hilt is not very decorated and simply limits itself to a cross guard with a round pommel.
The blade itself is rather large but extends over two meters when the side parts separate themselves.
Capabilities: The blade can change with two modes.
One is the Longsword, and the other is the claymore, the second is created through the use of the initial large blade to lengthen it to make a claymore.
However, the blade is also a catalyst for Heamet's barriers, lengthening it or creating several other appendages is not something out of his range.

Semblance: Barrier manipulation:
The ability to create barriers, originally a defense ability, but ever since Heamet noticed he could modify his barriers's properties to being sharp, hot, cold, dull, elastic... He found more and more ways to utilize it to its full potential.
The barriers don't have any mass and simply hold through Heamet's willpower and health.
They can be as he wants them to be, however, the more he brings out at the same time, the worse his health will be.
The more he summons, the more he becomes afflicted with something similar to Influenza, with it being highly contagious, he doesn't like people going his fights.
It starts with a strong fever, then evolves into coughing, then trouble with breathing, then death.
Heamet though has never gone past the coughing point.

Those uses range from making glass like weapons to platforms, passing through bodily reinforcements.
The barriers have, however, different base properties depending on the attribute Heamet assigns to them.
If they are elastic, resilient or hard, they will work under the rule of thumb that the bigger they are, the weaker the effects.
Sharp and cammo type don't seem to have any rules at all, however, the main weakness of his semblance still applies.
OOC INFORMATION
RP Activity: Literally always there.
RP Example (link or one shot): I'm not that bad, am I?
Did you read the rules? Yes.

#RWBY RP Application
Do not remove this tag. It helps us find apps.

[Stormwrath]

I'M BACK

-snip-

You're getting awfully lazy with his weapon, aren't you?

Accepted.

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I do have some reservations in regards to Celeste's Semblance, not because it's a berserker-type Semblance, but because you haven't fleshed out what actually "cranks her handle." Is it emotional or physical strain that she experiences during combat? Is it an adrenaline rush? Is it activated via certain machinations from a device? You may be surprised how much adequate description can help the other players understand what is going on.

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Thanks. Will update.

[Nachfolgia]

I'M BACK

-snip-

You're getting awfully lazy with his weapon, aren't you?

Accepted.

-snip-

I do have some reservations in regards to Celeste's Semblance, not because it's a berserker-type Semblance, but because you haven't fleshed out what actually "cranks her handle." Is it emotional or physical strain that she experiences during combat? Is it an adrenaline rush? Is it activated via certain machinations from a device? You may be surprised how much adequate description can help the other players understand what is going on.

-snip-

Thanks. Will update.

Yaaayyyyy!!!!!

[Faal Lot Himdah]

So, um... Aid is gone....

[The Olog-Hai]

So, um... Aid is gone....

Yeah, when scanning for a specific post in the IC, I noticed that.
Anyone have any info on Cerrania?

[The Krogan]

I'M BACK

-snip-

You're getting awfully lazy with his weapon, aren't you?

Accepted.

-snip-

I do have some reservations in regards to Celeste's Semblance, not because it's a berserker-type Semblance, but because you haven't fleshed out what actually "cranks her handle." Is it emotional or physical strain that she experiences during combat? Is it an adrenaline rush? Is it activated via certain machinations from a device? You may be surprised how much adequate description can help the other players understand what is going on.

-snip-

Thanks. Will update.

Hmmm maybe I don't understand how Semblance works, can they just be activated by extreme emotion or can they be activated by clear and conscious choices?

[The Olog-Hai]

I'M BACK



You're getting awfully lazy with his weapon, aren't you?

Accepted.



I do have some reservations in regards to Celeste's Semblance, not because it's a berserker-type Semblance, but because you haven't fleshed out what actually "cranks her handle." Is it emotional or physical strain that she experiences during combat? Is it an adrenaline rush? Is it activated via certain machinations from a device? You may be surprised how much adequate description can help the other players understand what is going on.



Thanks. Will update.

Hmmm maybe I don't understand how Semblance works, can they just be activated by extreme emotion or can they be activated by clear and conscious choices?

They can be activated by both, but you can only use the second if you've trained enough, I think.

[Stormwrath]

Hmmm maybe I don't understand how Semblance works, can they just be activated by extreme emotion or can they be activated by clear and conscious choices?

They can be activated by both.

EDIT: Ninja'd.

[The Krogan]

Okay cool, I'll fix it up then.

[Saleon]

If I make an app, and I'm thinking on it, I want to make it somebody in a wheelchair whose magic summons a knight. What would the weapon be, though?

[Shyluz]

If I make an app, and I'm thinking on it, I want to make it somebody in a wheelchair whose magic summons a knight. What would the weapon be, though?

Jet-powered armchair plus lance.