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▬▬▬▬▬ selfless ▬▬ witty ▬▬ nonchalant ▬▬ reckless ▬▬ facetious ▬▬ thick-skinned ▬▬▬▬▬
for the most part, robin is a laid-back sort of fellow who does his best to maintain a lighthearted atmosphere. sometimes his jokes bleed over onto the battlefield, which may seem unprofessional to the untrain
ed eye, but there's a certain sharp wit about robin that doesn't fade; even if it seems like he's unfocused,
he's always watching his teammates' backs. it takes a lot to get him unhinged; his steady hand is why he u
ses a sniper, but occasional restlessness can also push him towards the middle of the action instead. when
that happens, robin has a very "get in, get out" fighting style and tries to use his enemy's momentum again
st them; he's not weak, per se, but it also wouldn't be considered much of a feat to be physically stronger
than him, so a lot of his strategy relies on speed and maneuverability. he's really good at seeming to be co
nfident, but that's not always the case—sometimes the assured swing to his step is more for show than out
of sincerity. at the end of the day, robin just wants to keep hopes high and worries low. that'd be good.
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- name robin corbeau
race human age nineteen
gender cismale height 5'11"
sexuality pansexual
build slim, borderline lanky
aura color scarlet
weapon collapsible bo staff with sniper rifle form
semblance kinetics; can increase the power of the forces he exerts (i.e. able to position himself much more quickly and effectively; jumping higher, darting around enemies, etc) difficult to do on horizontal surfaces, best if he has something to push off of
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robin's dad was killed by a grimm when robin was young—too young to remember much. it left his mother alone to raise him and his younger twin siblings. so from the start, robin functioned hoping to keep smiles on people's faces. the tales his mother would tell of his father are what inspired him to become a huntsman. he writes home often—a small village, nondescript to an outsider—but speaks of it far less.
