Located within the heart of New Vhale, the academy of Vision is the pillar of combat arts and training within the world. The school boasts both vicious gladiators and renowned scientists, all nurtured in the confines of the beautiful campus. But no matter how beautiful the facade of the school is, the Fighter's Law will find a way to pervade it, as it does with every facet of human life.
The Fighter's Law dictates that when two combatants are locked in combat, that the winner of the fight becomes the owner of the loser. Simple, easy, and clean. Just winners, losers, owners, and slaves. It's a wonder how something so simple fucked everything up so royally.
The Fighter's Law was an edict declared by the God of Conquest, whether it was an act of contempt or one of shear boredom matters not anymore, to survive is the only option for the inhabitants of New Heartland.
And now, the edict's laws fall upon your shoulders, for once one reaches the age of 18 they are thereby entered into the Fight, and all laws and rules apply. "Free game" if you will. As you flash your ID to the nearest guard the gates to Vision academy open, and as you pass the threshold, the words that will come to define your life blaze in the afternoon Sun, etched high above one of the clock towers, for all to see.
"Strength or Slavery."
"Excuse me, would you mind placing your ID once more against the reader?" the guard's voice shocks you back into reality, tearing your attention away from the golden words. You shrug and press your ID once more against the reader.
Jaune Lars- A complete and utter fraud, the only way you made it into Vision was through forged documents and fake accolades, your only reason being to try and find a way out of the god forsaken streets of New Vhale. You have a mop of blonde hair atop your head, sky blue eyes, and sport build that is lithe, but strong in the same way the whipcord muscles of a sailor's are. (Starting as this character will make battle encounters much more difficult but with your special cunning cunning stat you can weasel your way out of certain situations, though this may not always work out, so make sure to analyze the situation)
Height: 5'11
Strength: 18
Speed: 12
Stamina: 15
Nen Aura: 16
Battle Experience: 10
Cunning (Special Ability)
Carmen Satael (female)- A firecracker of a fighter, swift and unrelenting, utilizing twin daggers and projectile nen techniques, you're thin and seemingly fragile but only a fool would underestimate you. You come from a long background of fighters and as such have ample experience in the field of kicking ass. Your long reach and slippery movements are sure to leave foes either dazzled or missing a limb. You have long, luscious red hair, green eyes, smooth skin and a slight build.
Height: 6'2
Strength: 12
Speed: 20
Stamina: 18
Battle Experience: 20
Nen Aura: 18
Leta Onea (hermaphrodite Android) - A rogue android known as Leta Onea, no matter what the Makers and humans may say you've a will of your own and are determined to prove it, whether through violence or words. You fight based on the knowledge of your opponents, determining weaknesses before striking with brutal force. Your Nen Aura manifests itself as electricity, and you are the picture perfect example of an all rounder. Your parts are thicker-set with curves and plenty of flesh in the right places, you can morph your hair into any shape and color you please, but for now you keep it shoulder length and jet black. Your eyes are sliver and your skin is perfectly fair, but for the silver lines of machinery that run through it.
Height: 5'9
Strength: 15
Speed: 15
Stamina: 15
Battle Experience: 15
Nen Aura: 15