Name: Rusty Tanner (Color: Red/Rust)<br/>Age: 18<br/>Race: Human<br/>From: Vale<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Tall, athletic, lean (http://i.imgur.com/wCJyKsi.jpg) – good words to describe him. A young man, his face has a hint of maturity that belies his years, deep blue eyes framed by dark hair, giving a stark contrast. Standing at about six feet (give or take an inch), and when not wearing the school uniform, he can usually be found in heavier clothes. Long sleeved shirts, a light jacket, and almost always with a scarf, even in the school uniform – he likes to dress warmly, only wearing less during the spring and summer when heat demands it. While not heavily muscular, he has an athletic build with toned arms and legs, broad shoulders leading in to a firm chest and abs, it’s clear he keeps trained and fit.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Personality</div><div class="spoiler_body">Those unfamiliar with him might pin him as the soulful, melancholy type. That would be quite wrong – Rusty tends to be friendly and open, a more optimistic personality making itself evident when talking to him. Thanks to his upbringing, he sought to not let his situation bring him down, and now that he has a chance to prove himself more he’ll take it. A risk taker, he likes to take things head on, and is not deterred easily. If he is challenged, he rises to it. If he cannot beat said challenge, he will at least try to see the upside in the situation. In battle however, his personality changes. Whether it’s a small matter of bloodlust or determination, he seeks to take down Grimm with dedicated zeal. He's not one to talk much about his past, seeming a little ashamed of it - some of that perceived melancholy actually manifesting if he does.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Weapon</div><div class="spoiler_body"> The travailler (http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/afb0620fbb0f2c0af0cf6ab336ae521f1423798955_full.png) A heavy weapon/gunlance of his own design. Lacking the pure elegance and transforming qualities other weapons have, the travailler is a weapon meant for heavy force, thrusting strikes, and devastating charges. Held with both hands by a hilt and a grip on the side, it can be swung in a number of ways, with the bayonet of the weapon working much the way a heavy spear would. The overslung barrel is not for show, as the gun has been modified to accept and use red dust and Brown dust. Firing explosive rounds, the weapon is meant as portable ordinance, though firing it in such a state brings heavy recoil and makes Rusty immobile whilst preparing to fire, and using the ranged weapon. While it cannot transform, it can collapse and fold in half, making it easier to carry when necessary.<br/>Melee type: Aggressive, The travailler acts as essentially a large, two handed polearm suited for thrusts, strikes, and jabs.<br/>Ranged type: Heavy. The travailler acts as a grenade launcher, lobbing explosives across the battlefield.<br/>Dust: Red (Fire), Brown (Acid)<br/>Modifications: Red Dust, Reach, Mixed Capacity (Brown Dust), <br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Semblance</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sirocco: Focusing and infusing his semblance around him, it manifests as a if he were surrounded by hot air, causing a refraction based on himself. As long as the semblance is active, Rusty can actively control explosions in that he can see. Whether it's controlled shaping to ensure an ally does not get harmed, or to shape an explosion to envelop an enemy harder, he is able to guide the force that makes them. Additionally, he can even prevent something from exploding if it would, or suddenly cause it to erupt. Likewise, he can 'hold' an explosion, keeping a roaring explosion centered and thus making it quite difficult to pass for anybody, friend or foe.<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">End: 5<br/>Str: 4<br/>Dis: 3<br/>Per:2 <br/>Agi: 1<br/>Will: 1<br/>Health: 10/10<br/>Aura: 8/8<br/>Capacity: 4<br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">History</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>To say Rusty did not have an easy beginning is putting it succinctly. Born in Vale, both of his parents were factory workers in the industrial district, working long hours and exhausting shifts for little pay involved. Struggling to make ends meet, it was a life of poverty and little privilege. An only child, Rusty was given ample love by both parents when able to, and attended school early on. Lacking such things as finer clothes and often times lacking proper provisions for school, he was an obvious target for bullying and picking on. Once idle about it as a child, one day the bullying went a little too far, and Rusty acted without thinking, fist striking into his harasser and sending the boy reeling to the floor. It wasn’t a hard step for the bullied to become a bully themselves, and that unfortunately was what happened with Rusty, once others realized he wasn’t going to take it anymore. A delinquent, it was easy for him to face little repercussion from his parents, both of them exasperated by his behavior yet often too tired to actually punish him. Growing older, he was never the kind to heavily hurt others, instead preferring to pick on the others who were like him, coming from unfortunate families or having problems of their own...<br/><br/>However, this was not to late. Come his early years in middle school and beyond, his father sufffered an accident at work, injuring him and rendering him incapable of further work. The injury was something of a blessing for the troubled youth, as despite suddenly facing punishment for his actions, his father also sought to channel that anger into something else. Not wishing to submit his child to the same sort of life that his parents dealt with, his father elected to offer him a different life. Bringing out a long case from the house attic, he opened it to reveal a worn down weapon in dis-repair.  Explaining to Rusty, his father said that his grandmother was a huntress, retiring when she had gotten too old to properly fight. The weapon was a little worn down, a little primitive in comparison to modern ones...  But there was still use to the weapon. Over the course of weeks, Rusty was taught how to repair the weapon. How to fix the loading mechanism, how to fix the way it folded, how to properly replace the broken parts with proper, shining metal. The weapon was heavy, and he was taught how to properly hold it, how to load it, how to handle the dust. His father was no hunter, he didn’t have the body or will for it. But Rusty... Rusty’s father thought that he had the drive, the will, the tenacity. And that being a hunter was still a better life.<br/><br/>His grandmother was no longer around, but his father did see her, knew how she fought – and despite a leg injury that left him limping he showed Rusty the basics. Over the years, Rusty’s aggression faded, his more kind and warm demeanor opening again as his life was given purpose, as he wanted to make his family proud. He’d be a hunter, he’d make something of himself. He’d help get them out of that life of poverty. And he’d keep Vale safe. He could have been something bad – maybe a criminal if his aggression kept up. But a hunter? Hunters were heroes, and Rusty was going to be one, whether the world wanted him to be, or not.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Music that I think fits him in various tones</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfazhyIe6mQ<br/>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRDSG_8PuE8<br/>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SIDTxtyUDfY<br/>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tzqw_Dqa0SU<br/></div></div><br/><br/>OOC notes: I'm thinking his granny was a famous hunter back in the day, perhaps not known commonly nowadays, though teachers and more learned students might know her name. Obviously heroism skipped a generation in his family but Rusty is out to bring it back into his family by force, seeking to be a tried and true hero, a little ashamed of being an asshole for so long. The big 'themes' I suppose for him are distantly following the steps of another (His grandmother), and making a better person out of himself... But obviously, there's still a part of him that relishes fighting in some sense.