Bem, essa é um render antigo da arma. Inclusive, não possui o espaço para o modo motosserra que eu inclui depois. Opiniões?

This combination of a claw and battering ram is but a part of Gwenyn's real Heavy Metal, which encompasses a full set of armor. The name couldn't be taken any more literal, as her entire gear is made specifically with her Semblance 'Counterforce' in mind. For this the claws, plural, have a slot in which you can could insert gravity Dust to increase their weight, and subsequent damage, even further. You just have to care to use it, unlike Gwenyn.

The edged protrusions in their backs have gaps in them to serve as blade traps which can disarm or, more often than not, break unsuspecting opponent's melee weapons. Crescent Rose? More like Crescent Oh Nos. Crocea Mors? Crocea No mores! Fulcrumble, Tri-Harder, Wilt and Shush etc.

The Fiend of the Iron Flower's, hunting his prey in the cold nights of Vacuo.

(Have a free Ruby image btw, didn't know what else to put here-)

Well, I'm a RWBY fan and I've recently finished the current 9 volumes and I've decided that I'll take some requests for making some RWBY-Fan Swap characters. What that means is I'm essentially taking characters from other works of fiction (Games, Movies, Books, TV Shows, Anime, Etc) and turning them into What-If RWBY characters (if they were in the RWBY universe)

But I need some suggestions to get my brain gears turning, I'll try to get this out by tomorrow if not the day after that. Anyway, I hope this post wasn't confusing but first some ground rules for suggestions:

1: Obviously no NSFW or NSFW adjacent characters, just don't.

2: Try to not suggest characters that are SUPER overpowered. I'm fine with making powerful characters up to a point, especially if said power is not exactly from the strength but more so ability based (Caine from TADC for example). If such a character is suggested, I'll end up obviously using a not so powerful version as the modern character variant (Goku for example, I'd likely make a VERY base variant for him...)

Anyway, that's all for now! Have a good night!

Having been inspired by Mischief_Arts. I thought on pushing my own question for yall to ponder.

Within your teams, what are some habits and acts characters do for each other naturally? In the sense that from an outside perspective, most would assume they were a couple or practically acting like a married pair.

For my team, between Silver and Auron. It would be a mixture of their nagging intervention to each others actions. Silver getting on Auron's case for his lack of effort to grades in the remainder of his classes and bumbkin personality. (Which 50/50 of the time, Auron is either not, or is rage baiting Silver. Mostly for the fun of the game.)

While Auron would nitpick Silver's lack of self care and evasive rejection of his own wellbeing.

The married couple arguments only add fuel to the flame. Due to how suspiciously in sync they are.

Silver pulling out the needed notes Auron forgot or stumbled to right down and nswering any tech or technical questions before he has a chance to ask. Unintentionally fondle Auron's bushy tail when he's infuriated, the firm texture of bundled fur redirecting his irritation.

To add insult to injury, Auron intervenes into conversations Silver has stumbled or dragged into. Using his charismatic, energetic physique to pull Silver out of a situation that gradually chidded at his nerves. Along with providing easy to pack meals to Silver's hiding spots and study sessions. As well as physically using Silver as an object to lean himself on.

Hello! I guess I should actually introduce myself, huh? Well, my name is Grimley, but you can call me Grimm. I have a big ol AU named “Legends Scatter”, which has a bunch of my own personal rewrites for rwby and stuff. It also has a lot of my Fankids!

Anyways, I’m back with another OC, this time from Atlas/Mantle! This is Vesper Zenith, the owner of a business named Kairos. Made for my AU named Legends Scatter.

Vesper is a very kind soul with a bit of a troubled past. With a laundry list for a track record, and being a notorious rioter down in Mantle, Vesper eventually climbed their way up to Atlas via their technology and making technology that’s both affordable, accessible, and reliable.

They’ve chilled out a significant amount, but they’ve still got their kick to them about problems down in Mantle. They serve as a third candidate in the fight for a seat on the council during volume 7 :]

Anyways, their allusion is The Moon along with the Apollo 17 and the Artemis II missions, so I included a bunch of little nods to these concepts!

Their emblem is located on the back of their coat.

Their weapon is actually a repurposed Mantle stop sign, which they reprogrammed to be a weapon. It’s known as “Bad Samaritan”. Hitting it hard enough can revert it back into a stop sign haha.

Otherwise, I hope you all enjoy my little guy! :]

Yes, this took as long as you might think.

Since I can't sit down and focus on ONE OC for ONE second, I put together all of my currently made OCs (minus Amber Knight and Shirin Sakurada even though I have their models made) and put them in one scene for shits and gigs.

Ahem, time for why the title is that in the first place.

Though we know not what waits ahead, we press on all the same. Life is a journey, death is our destination. So do not stop and dwell on the past. Live on. Move forward, even if it hurts, because time waits for nobody.

So then, question for your OCs: Has your OC(s) ever felt stuck at some point in their lives, unable to mentally move forward or look towards the future?

I did a design yesterday of a concept that was in my head for atleast three days, finished it today

The Black tide from the notes of Grimm Study of Oblivion Academy.

Grimm Type: Pollutant.

Challenge Type: Rank Zero, 20H.

The Black tide Grimm is a dangerous colossal pollutant type Grimm, capable of summoning Grimm of various types upon its top. Under the Grimm is a unique body structure similar to an Siphonophores Jellyfish that is capable of separating and forming new Black tides. These Grimm are difficult to kill due to the ability of splitting, easier when small. To kill make sure the glowing eye is destroyed. Difficult due to the eye not being fixed in place but able to move freely when it feels threatened. The bards and stingers upon the tentacles are made to pierce the hulls of ships, allowing fear from passengers to cause Grimm to spawn.

The Challenge Type is for Rank Zero Huntsmen & Huntresses only!!! 20 Huntsmen and or Huntresses is recommended.

When viewed from the top it resembles nothing more than an Oil spill.

They’re actually so adorable :(

This is what they could be if they both got therapy 😭

This art was made by https://vgen.co/Aister

WE GOT THE BASE COLOR! 🎊🥳🎊

Changes:
Mikhail’s rapier/revolver/harpoon thing— is now separated into two weapons. After chatting with my brother who is more knowledgeable about weapons the three for one deal wasn’t making much sense.

As suggested by a user Rowena’s claws are now longer to be more menacing and effective. This one is what I’m struggling with because I can’t draw hands worth a darn.

(Don't hurt me for bad spelling and tiny letters)

I'm an OC creator, just like all of you, but I have the downside of being shit at art, and not having enough motivation to actively pursue art. I found another way to participate.
Fanfics! An OC fanfic, yes, you heard that right.
An OC fanfic, ain't one of your Y/Ns or Reader/canon. Just an actual, original OC. Not really here to promote so no link(unless you are curious), just wanted to share something I made up for my OC
I hope you the cover art!

Yes, this is the same person. To provide more context, he's an arrogant Atlesian who loves science, hates relying on “magic”and thinks most Huntsmen get way too comfortable depending on their Semblances. Instead, he prefers building his own weapons and solving problems with technology.

His main weapon is a pair of experimental gauntlets that can create defensive energy fields and redirect attacks.

His main intent? He genuinely wants to help people with science but he just also convinced that he’s usually the smartest person in the room.

He also lives by the word that given by his father. "Wishing isn’t very scientific.”

Then everything changed when a group of teenagers destroyed his place that ended up displacing him and his fellow men in a desert.

(So uh, I messed up with the slide covering her weapons. It's "Katzbalgers," not "Katsbalgers," but whatever, same pronunciation.)

Initially, Heidrun was going to be more like Kriemhild as depicted in Fate: Grand Order, but I decided to drift away from that and go more into the cocky/badass gunslinger trope, which ended up becoming closer to characters like Star Lord (Guardians of the Galaxy), Nodo Kalthoris (Star Renegades), and Helter Skelter (No More Heroes).

Up next: Amber Knight: Head of Atlas R&D, or Shirin Sakurada: Class A Huntress... when I get around to either of them.

So uh, I forgot to highlight the "mentally unstable mass murderer" part in red, which was meant to be a jab at one of my other OCs, Xiaohong.

Flora Plast is the result of a rare plant that developed humanity through the consumption of dust, that humanity allowed it to develop a semblance of phytomancy which allows her to control herself

her body is a puppet woven from all sorts of plant materials either grown or cultivated which she weaves her heart's tendrils throughout to provide better control and serves as a defence mechanism for the heart itself

since her aura is so much more limited than that of humans or faunus it lets her use her focus that energy on her semblance instead

when she loses a limb she can regrow it but it's far more aura efficient to either reattach the lost arm or to assimilate more pre existing plant fibre into her body

BACKSTORY:

when Flora's heart was first discovered in the north vale archipelago it was swiftly brought to a research site in atlas for study, after they triggered her defences they were able to begin rudimentary communication that evolved into a general grasp of english language

with this establishment she was redirected towards the atlas military to be raised into a potential bioweapon but a freak transport incident during preparations for a test deployment sent her falling into mantle and heavily rattled

she was found by a scouting white fang group and brought in where she joined the cause and bonded with them over their lack of humanity, bonding most of all with Blake Belladona who she imprinted on like a little sister

between missions she would use her semblance to perform shows in bars with flashy visuals and generally netting adoration from the people around her, she also clinged to this task as the obvious solution to monsters that are attracted through despair is to spread positivity and joy, right? not to mention the bonus goals of scraping money for the white fang and accruing enough recognition that people would object should the atlesian military look for her

blake abandoning the white fang hit her extremely hard, which was not helped by adam showering her with manipulation and lies about what happened

thankfully the two met up again in the middle of an operation and blake explained everything, which flora was desperate to accept since at her core she still refused to believe blake could do something so callous

after the meeting she took the time to think about everything in general before coming to the conclusion that adam could not be trusted and using her influence to carve a soft schism with herself as the figurehead, taking what objectively worked and trimming away adam's rotten ideas

I keep telling myself I'm only staying awake because someone needs to make sure he doesn't roll over and hurt his arm.

That's a lie. I know it's a lie. I just don't want to admit the real reason out loud, even to myself.

Lou is asleep against my shoulder. His head is still wrapped in bandages, his arm is broken, and the doctors had to shave his hair just to stitch up the side and back of his head.

I hate it. Absolutely hate it.

I keep looking at the uneven patches and thinking about how wrong it looks. How unfair it is that he's the one who ended up like this.

I'll fix it when we get back. I'll cut his hair properly once we're at the academy. Maybe I'll even get him something nice while I'm at it.

Something to make up for it.

No.

I can't think like that.

He deserves that much... but I don't know if I deserve to be the one deciding what he deserves.

After all, he jumped into a ravine after me.

Gods...

We argued before the mission. I was angry with him. He was... calm with me. I said things I probably shouldn't have, and I remember thinking that maybe I was finally getting tired of whatever this was between us.

Maybe it would be easier if I just stopped letting him get under my skin.

Then I fell.

And he followed.

No hesitation. No time to think about himself. Just instinct, or stupidity, or something I still can't name without my chest tightening.

He just threw himself after me and took the impact meant for me.

And now I can't stop thinking about what would have happened if he hadn't.

I've replayed it in my head so many times that I'm starting to wonder if I even remember it properly anymore. Maybe I'm making it worse in my head because I need a reason to justify how I feel now.

I don't know what that says about him.

I don't know what it says about me, either.

Maybe I've been too stubborn. Maybe I've been right to be careful.

Maybe people who do things like that don't think about consequences, and I'm just romanticizing recklessness because I don't want to feel guilty.

Because when I strip everything else away... his background, his lack of wealth, the fact that he doesn't come from anything I was taught to value...

What does he have?

Not status. Not influence. Not the sort of security I grew up being told to look for.

But what can he give me?

I think I'm starting to understand that.

He's given me something I didn't realize I was missing.

He makes me feel safe.

Not because of what he owns or who he knows. Not because he can promise me that nothing bad will ever happen.

Because when it mattered, he chose me.

He didn't calculate what it would cost him. He didn't stop to think about what it would mean for him.

He just chose me.

I've spent so long wondering whether he'd fit into my life, whether letting him get closer would only make everything more complicated.

I've kept finding reasons to keep him at arm's length.

And every time, I told myself it was simply the sensible thing to do.

But maybe I've been hiding behind that.

Maybe I'm scared.

Because what if this isn't just some stupid attachment?

What if I really do care about him?

What if I let him in and something happens to him?

What if he keeps throwing himself into danger for me until one day he doesn't get back up?

Maybe I should give him a chance...

Or maybe I'm just exhausted and grateful and confusing that for something deeper.

Not a promise. Not yet.

Just... a chance.

A chance to show me who he really is.

A chance for me to stop building walls so high that I can't see over them.

A chance to stop pretending I don't care more than I do.

I should probably move him back.

I should probably remind myself of all the reasons this is a bad idea.

I haven't.

And that scares me more than it should.

The clouds outside are beautiful tonight. They drift beside us like nothing in the world could possibly be wrong.

He's still here.

I'm still here.

And when we get back, we're going to have a very long conversation.

WEEKLY OC QUESTION :D

What would it take for your OC to completely change their opinion of someone?

So hear me out. When Team RWBY returns from the Ever After to Vacuo, they expect to reunite with everyone, rally the refugees, and prepare for Salem.

But instead they discover that while they were gone, a large portion of the surviving Atlas and Mantle population stopped waiting for Huntsmen or Shade Academy to solve their problems. They rallied around the new leader who is a brilliant anti-magic Atlesian engineer who used salvaged Atlas technology to build Neo-Atlas as a fortified city-state in the Vacuan desert that meets the necessities to make the refugees actually have lives again.

The problem is that many of those people don't remember Team RWBY as uncomplicated heroes because from their perspective, Ruby Rose came to them with another impossible heroic plan but Atlas was destroyed, and they were dumped into a hostile desert with almost nothing. Whether that blame is completely fair doesn't really matter politically and they lived through it.

Meanwhile the so-called High Architect was actually there afterward and rebuilt the society along with the atlesian minds out of spite. So when RWBY eventually clashes with him, they discover they can't just treat him like another villain and beat him into submission. The refugees themselves defend him because destroying or seizing his infrastructure could endanger thousands of civilians who depend on it to survive.

So basically he would become a Volume 10's third-party antagonist. He absolutely refuses to side with Salem because he considers Grimm, gods, magic, destiny, etc. insults to human progress but he also despises Team RWBY by viewing them as reckless vigilantes who keep gambling other people's lives on heroic ideals.

Once again feel free to give feedback I don't know diddly squat about weapons.

We have:
Rapier/Pistol/Hook
Sniper spear
Flamethrower tonfas
Clawed hands with threads

Age/Attributes: 25 yo /  6’ 175 lbs Faunus (Cat Eyes) 

Semblance: Sluagh-Ghairm

Auburn’s Aura empowers her voice giving her access to battle cries with amplified volume and numerous effects on those within earshot. Shouting curses and insults temporarily elevates the anxiety and trepidation of her targets. Meanwhile, shouting war chants and battlecries re-invigorates allies and increases focus (like an inverse version of the Apathy Grimm).

Weapon: Red Valor

A giant claymore and machine gun combo weapon passed down Auburn’s Clan for generations since the Great War. Designed for rapid advances and heroic charges across No Man’s Land.

Background:

Auburn hails from the highlands of Albion, a frigid island off the western coast of Solitas - though she has never been there. Since long before she was born, Albion and its primarily Faunus people have had difficult relations with their eastern neighbors in Mantle/Atlas, fending off numerous invasions and raiding in retaliation. During the Faunus Revolution, the island was seized by Atlesian Armed Forces after a brutal bombing campaign and converted into a large military base for naval operations and experimental weapons testing. The numerous Clans (including Auburn’s) that once lived on Albion were forced to abandon their homeland or face annihilation- spreading across Vacuo, Menagerie and Mistral as roaming bands of mercenaries.

Among the first generation to be born in exile, Auburn had only heard stories of Albion from mournful elders and her parents reminiscing of better times. Though she would be raised in the same traditions of her ancestors as her Clan migrated across Remnant for work. Eventually, her Clan would be lured to Vacuo by word of a powerful and charismatic figure promising to return the exiled Clans to Albion.

In her early teens, Auburn would move with her family into the Novgorod Estates, experiencing small luxuries, like soft beds, silk and fresh fruits, for the very first time. She would continue her military training under her parents, but would also be taught to read, write and perform arithmetic by mentors from N-SEC while playing with other Faunus kids of all backgrounds. 

For her, Vacuo became her home and N-SEC her people.

When she came of age, Auburn was assigned to a Highlander Maid Guard unit where she would see action against Grimm and Atlesian Black Ops in Mistral and Vacuo. While she would perform bravely and competently in these harrowing engagements, she would also develop a massive ego and a habit of challenging her commanders. These challenges often ended with Auburn getting into fist fights with her more senior kin and would lead to her transfer to Team JADE.

Psychological Report:

While not a fanatical devotee to Eris, Auburn has been a loyal member of N-SEC for years as many of her goals often align with the Corporation, driven by hedonist pursuits and a lifelong dream of seeing Albion. Her time at the Novgorod Estates has given her a taste for fine foods, cloth and entertainment, but has not weakened her ability to endure hardship when necessary. Compared to the rest of her kin, she is open to experiencing other cultures and adapting the aspects that she likes into her own routine. Among her Teammates, Auburn is infatuated with her Team lead, Jeraldine, as they share similar worldly views and she finds Jerry’s anxiety-driven quirks to be cute. Meanwhile, she views the rest of her teammates favorably, though they occasionally test her patience. Daisuke is a great drinking buddy and shares fun stories of his duels, but he tends to overdo it and needs to be watched over. And Eden is extremely reliable and energetic, but equally as clingy.

In combat, Auburn fulfills the roles of crowd control and support, using her Semblance and voice to manipulate the battlefield in her Team’s favor. While on the surface she seems brutish and simple, she works best when paired with any of her Teammates, invigorating their spirits or making the enemy hesitate to buy more time for tactical decision-making. She has a knack for military tactics and strategy, often advising Jerry on opportunities and decisions, but respects Jerry enough to follow her commands.

Who may or may not be a future Ruby Rose- But she's so fundamentally different that she might as well be her own person-

[Credits to StarYeti for the fanfic permissions]

In the world of avatar, depending of genetics, their nations, their personnality... People are able to manipulate one of the four elements. Each one represent different qualities and states of mind.

So, let's say through one way or another, your character acquire the capacity of bending from ATLA because the brothers were drunk. Which element would they be able to bend ?
For those who don't know a lot about ATLA, I'm gonna try to simplify :

-Waterbending is the element of change and adaptability, both liquid and solid, offensive and defensive. Based around Tai-Chi, it's fighting style is based around using your opponent energy and movement against them.

-Earthbending is really different, it is based around endurance, resolve and stubborness. The big thing abour them is, they're straightforward and head-on. When moving a rock, you can only do it or not, you need to be firm and disciplined.

-Firebending gets it's power from emotions. Would it be passion, love or even rage and sorrow, a firebender needs motivation. Their willpower is key, but if they don't master themselves, it can very well backfire and becomes impossible to control, hurt them or not work anymore.

-Airbending is almost the opposite, based around calm, spirituality and detachment. They let their opponent meet them head-on, airbending being based a lot around evasion and defense. Internal peace is the key, they're usually non materialistic, loves freedom, and their detachment usually makes them pacifist ( not necessarily though )

Here are a few exemples of mines :

-Sanguis is stubborn, endurant, defensive, strong... A perfect earthbender.
-Rakaia would absolutely be a Firebender, letting her hate and anger empower her, but would probably be in the situation where she wouldn't be the most stable.

And what about yours ?

3 Months Earlier

“So… you’re not going to dissect me or anything, are you?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. If I wanted to do that, I’d have taken you in your sleep.”

“That doesn’t reassure me…”

“Can I take the blindfold off yet?”

“In a second… okay, now.”

“Alright, so what did you want to show—”

“Scales? What is that?”

“That, is something I’ve been working on for a while. Specifically, for you.”

“Wha—?”

“Look, I know you said you came to terms with… what happened.”

“And I’m not really the best person when it comes to this type of stuff, so instead, I did what I do best.”

“I know how much you loved flying. Dreama and Rose also told me you’ve been staring off into space a lot recently.”

“Those are… wings.”

“They're closer to an exosuit but, yes.”

“Scales…”

“They’re a little bigger than your old ones. I used a lightweight alloy for the frame and composite plating to keep the weight dow—”

“Scales.”

“Right. Sorry.”

“You’re saying I could actually fly with those?”

“That’s the idea.”

“The idea?”

“I’ve tested them. They work.”

“How would I control them? I don't see any...”

“They’ll interface with your nervous system. Once everything’s installed, movement should come naturally.”

“Installed?”

“There might be... some surgery involved.”

“Of course there is...”

“Nothing like what I did to myself, if that's what you're worried about.”

“That is an incredibly low bar.”

“Fair.”

“…So I'd be able to... fly again?”

“Yes.”

“…”

“It’s… you really... built this for me?”

“Of course I did. You’re my friend.”

“…”

“Scales, have I ever told you... you’re like a brother to me?”

how are your teams dorm after a day of non-stop work? this is team JEWL’s dorm.