Name: Renextros Age: unknown Race: human/dark lord of the underworld Gear: a katana Occupation: wandering soul and fighter of the Kingdom of Vamraak Eye color:has no eyes Hair color: black bio: Wears a bloody coat with bloody bandages covering his eyes that were ripped out by himself. Has a katana on his hip. Has control of flame and lighting attacks. Childhood friend and guardian of Valezka Vamraak Personality: calm until pissed off, can be ruthless when it comes to his childhood friend as she is the only on that can keep him calm. Appearance: wear a bloody coat, bloody pants, bloody bandages, has little red wings on the back of his legs, has five tails, has a red demon horns, a red halo.
Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2015 1:19 pm
20 - MUNTANT - Male - Former Vamraak- Military Official - Rebel
BASIC INFORMATION: Found a better picture, just have to edit the rest of the information. Full Name: Zathe Vamraak Gender: Male Orientation: Heterosexual Hair color and hair style: Long white hair. Eye Color: Blue Height: 6'2" Build: Athletic, agile. Allegiance: Rebel Occupation (Position) : Species: MUTANT Powers: Powers: Enhanced strength - Bordering on superhuman, part of his mutation provides him with immense strength. Without much strain, he is able to lift about a ton and, while he may not be able to punch his way through solid steel, he can certainly put a good sized dent in it with one blow. Needless to say, this also provides him with quite the throwing arm and jumping capabilities, among other things. Unfortunately, this also means he has to be very cautious with just about everything he does. Crushing someone's fingers with a simple handshake (just for an example) is far too easy if he's not careful. Damage Resistance - He is incredibly resistant to damage, particularly from blunt force trauma. He could walk away from being hit by a car, or a fall off of a tall building without so much as a scratch. In a sense, he's a bit of a walking tank when it comes to taking hits. However, this ability doesn't seem to carry over into other areas; he can be stabbed or cut just as easily as anyone else. So perhaps a more accurate comparison would be kevlar- he can take a bullet (at least from a distance, and higher-powered guns can actually injure him), but not a knife.
TOXIC FIRE: Due to being morphed, He has developed the ability to create their toxic fire within his stomach. However his throat is not fully protected from the lava-like fire and is often sore, infected and hurts badly. He can use the fire, but must remain on antibiotics and a liquid's only diet. It also gives him bad breath that he keeps in check with plenty of dental care.
TRANSFORMATION: Like every other morph, he can transform into his mutant self. He is a rather larger than usual with longer than normal hair. In this form, his throat is protected by the natural defenses and he can use his fire freely without pain. He is also able to use the fear-inducing howl that his race are known for.
FLASH LIGHTING: When he is hit by lightening-type attacks, something in his dna reacts and rather than being wounded, he instead absorbs the lighting and is empowered by it.
Personality:
ENVIOUS: Dennis's gone a good while without much success in life. Seeing people that have been...kind of irks him. It's good for them, but not for him. He really needs to make a living!
HAS PRE-CONCEIVED NOTIONS; STUBBORN: This man's been raised in a world where humans do the work, humans train Pokemon, and people. Not even the Clone rebellion changed this, as crazy-psychotic as it was. No, he still has a hard time pulling himself out of his sphere, no matter what conclusions he reaches.
QUIET: Dennis isn't as talkative as his beliefs would make him out to be. If you ask, you will receive. Very occasionally, he will decide to poke at his topics.
CULTURED: Now, Zathe very aware of the society he lives in. PERSEVERING: Dennis has seen some stuff. Even when he's around his coffee shop with his buddies, he will still mind the things he started so they can finish...eventually. Theft recently struck Zathe; he gave officers a cue for what occurred. His
ANALYTIC: He's showed great proficiency in pulling arguments apart and forming new conclusions. Recent years, at least.
FANATICAL: This is where his debating skill goes. Vamraak has provided him most of his income. N They gave him a job. He owes his life to his government, and is trying his hand to do anything to appease the organization once again. He turned to music - once he practiced enough at home, he could take to the streets and peddle. Better than total nothingness - enough have been misplaced already.
HETEROSEXUAL - AND NOT INTERESTED: He had his experiments with a woman. Never again would he let one trample the old man so carelessly.
BACKGROUND:
GENTLE, SURPRISINGLY: Although one would expect a spy/assassin to be anything but gentle, when he's not on the job, Crow can be a surprisingly gentle and kind hearted person. Perhaps because of his job, that took up so much of his life and time, that he tries hard to distance his personal life from it. He enjoys doing calm and relaxing things, and spending time with people peacefully. He likes to help whenever he can and won't just walk away from an innocent person in need. Part of him feels that perhaps the gods will look more kindly upon him if he tries to make up for the sins of what's he's done whenever he has the chance. He tends to believe in karma and it's effects.
RUTHLESS, SKILLED: When he is on the job however, he is a different person. One who is a professional, skilled. One who doesn't let their emotions get in the way of completing a job, or letting it make him hesitate. You could describe him as ruthless. Once a target has been decided upon and marked-- then nothing will stop Crow from finishing the job, no matter the extenuating circumstances. That cruelty has brought him many sleepless nights but he never takes his personal feelings in account while on the job. Even if it was a friend, someone that he knew, or someone whose targeting he didn't agree upon. He views himself as a weapon and not a person.
UNCERTAIN OF LOYALTY: Lately, with everything that has happened, he is uncertain of where his loyalty lies. Once, he was utterly devoted to Vamraak, believing in their cause, believing that they had given him a purpose, something to work and live for. But now peace has come to the region and he feels that as a weapon, there is no longer any place for him. He took a job as a correctional officer but the feelings still dog at him and worry him. Where does he stand now, and what are his feelings on the problems that are currently ravaging the region? If he cannot be a weapon any longer, than what he is? What purpose does he have?
SOMEWHAT BITTER: Living your life as a weapon, viewing yourself as a weapon, a tool, something to be used, tends to leave one feeling slightly less... kind towards the world. He is certainly bitter towards his past and the circumstances that raised him, molded him into what he is today.
QUIET, CONTEMPLATIVE: When alone, and often even when with people, he tends to be a rather quiet person, not often saying much and keeping his own opinions to himself. As he views himself as a tool to be used, he feels that his opinions do not matter in the scheme of things-- they only complicate matters. When he doesn't have to be, he doesn't like to fall into conflict with others, to argue and fight and feel anger. He tends to keep to himself and his thoughts hidden, watching the world pass by him with a rather jaded eye and a tired soul. He enjoys simply thinking on matters and forming his own thoughts and opinions on matters, even if he never does anything about them. He does not feel a need to do things like that, after all.
CONTAINED, COLLECTED: He is very much a person who is very introverted, someone who is self contained utterly. He keeps his emotions constantly in check and speaks softly, quietly, never giving any part of himself away. The only person that he is ever vulnerable around is his adopted son and his trusted team mate, his pokemon. He never lets his emotions get the best of him, always making sure to keep them tightly in check. He views anger as something that if you give into it, you will only lose and hurt. Same with sadness- there is no place for it in his world. Happiness and hope are wary things to be cautious of-- too much is just as dangerous as anger. He never lets anyone in, or anything out.
Powers:
TOXIC FIRE: Due to being morphed with a Muntant, He has developed the ability to create their toxic fire within his stomach. However his throat is not fully protected from the lava-like fire and is often sore, infected and hurts badly. He can use the fire, but must remain on antibiotics and a liquid's only diet. It also gives him bad breath that he keeps in check with plenty of dental care.
TRANSFORMATION: Like every other morph, he can transform into his mutant self. He is a rather larger than usual longer than normal hair. In this form, his throat is protected by the Mutant natural defenses and he can use his fire freely without pain. He is also able to use the fear-inducing howl that Mutants on Valir are known for.
FLASH FIRE: Like Mutant, when he is hit by fire-type attacks, something in his dna reacts and rather than being wounded, he instead absorbs the fire and is empowered by it.
Background:
BEGINNINGS: He was a street orphan. Someone abandoned by the world, left to die in the streets, alone. He never understood why-- he could scarcely remember his parents. A flash of pain, a gentle smile, angry yelling-- only snippets remain in his memory now. He prefers not to think about those times. They are unimportant. What matters is that he was alone-- and no one and nothing wanted him or thought him important. So when an older man raised a hand out-- gave the promise of hope, of life-- he took it and clung to it like a drowning man in the ocean. What would have happened, he often wonders, if he had turned away? Likely only death, but he still wonders...
HEARTLESS: That man took him in-- raised him along with many other orphans-- others who were the ones cast away and forgotten by the world at large. They understood one another, felt kinship in their loneliness. Together, they felt that they could face the cruelty of the world-- the man who had taken them in gave them the power to do that. He began to train them in the arts of spying, of using their bodies as weapons and tools. He taught them to kill, to take the lives of others. As they got older, He began to feel that his understanding of life and death was flawed, missing something important. The man taught him that they were weapons, tools to be used by others. When they were no longer needed, they would be tossed away. They must remain useful if they wanted to make it by in this world. They were introduced to an organization that specialized in assassinations and spies.
VALIR How many years passed by in that bloody world, so disconnected from the world that most people live in? How many lives passed by under his blade, how many lives ruined by his words? He is uncertain. They seemed to pass by in a blur-- unimportant. Friends were lost, taken away, killed. After a time, he learned to distance himself from others, to distrust, to never believe in the words of another. They were raised as weapons-- when they got an assignment to work for an organization known as Vamraak in a region called Brike on planet Valir, as a good-show, he wondered if they were ever viewed as something more than expendable. Like many of the others who came with him, when the chance to undergo the morphing process came up, after several years of working for Vamraak, he underwent it willing. Now he wonders if that was a good decision. The pain can be managed, but he often wonders if he lost something important when he said "yes."
WAR: When the war came, they were enlisted as soldiers. So many people died. This was a completely different sort of bloodshed, something chaotic and uncontained. When he had killed before, it had always been his own decision, something that had been decided upon before. In war, everything he knew changed. People died for seemingly no reason at all, emotions ran so high that they turned upon one another. Blood seemed to be everywhere and the air constantly stank of rot and death. He often wondered if he was also to die-- to fall as others had fallen. A tool that broke was of no use to anyone. It would be replaced. He did not want to become useless, to lose the small purpose that he had. So he fought, and killed, and attacked. It seemed like complete madness to him-- but he still went with it, unwilling to drown.
[»]True Name: Garvial solen [»]Titles: death mark assassin of the officio assassinorium [»]Nicknames: shatter point , hell's archer ,vindicator [»]Affiliation: the empire of the fallen [»]Faction: empire [»]Marital Status: n/a [»]Occupation: assassin / hitman
[→]Brief Biography: [»] kidnapped at the age of 7 and rasied in the cult temple till he reached 15 years of age, he was then modified to be an adept killer and given the greatest weaponry the empire could offer to slay those who would defy the throne.
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[»]Appearance Age: 23 [»]Actual Age: 28 [»]Date of Birth: n/a
[»]Place of Birth: terra [»]Race: human [»]Height: 6,2 [»]Weight: 231 [»]Build:. l well toned , [»]Skin Color: variable normaly dark brown or pale white [»]Blood Type: o- [»]Natural Eye Color: grey [»]Natural Hair Color: brown [»]Current Hair Color: brown [»]Hair Length: short [»]Defining Facial Features: none. [»]Dominant Hand: right
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[→] Three Common Quotes: [»]" for the emperor " [»] " your blood ends my mission " [»] " this is vindicator , mission start "
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[→] Character Abilities: [»] combat stimulant : a injector fitted into tvarious point along the body suit fires stimulants and druggs into the veins of the wearfor the following effects pain resistance incresed muscle performace ( 200%) acclerated reaction time ( 0.04.s or faster ) blood cloating.
Larraman's Organ (The Healer) - Shaped like the human liver but only the size of a golf ball, this gene-seed organ is placed within the chest cavity and manufactures the synthetic biological cells known as Larraman Cells.These biosynthetic cells serve the same physiological purpose for an Astartes as the normal human body's platelets, serving to clot the blood lost from wounds, but they act faster, more efficiently and more effectively. When wounded and incurs blood loss, Larraman Cells are released by his circulatory system, attached to the body's normal leukocytes (white blood cells). At the site of the injury, they form scar tissue in a matter of seconds, effectively preventing massive blood loss and infection of the wound. The action of this organ is one of the reasons that patients are seen as nearly invincible and so difficult to kill despite the terrible wounds they sometimes endure.
Catalepsean Node (The Unsleeping) - Implanted into the back of the cerebrum, this implant allows a patient to avoid sleep, instead entering an almost comatose trance where their minds "recharge". It also allows one half of the brain to rest while the other hemisphere remains alert, thus removing the need for the unconsciousness required by normal sleep. The longest any patient can go on active combat duty without rest is 328 hours,
servitor implant: a mechanical drone implanted into the patienrts chest and brain allwing them to control heart beat , and all other bodily functions at will invluding , increasing there mental functions.
[→]Skills/Fighting Styles: [»] skilled hand to hand fighter , mastering : kung-fu , wing chung , muy thai and krav maga. and blade combat.
[→]Weapons: [»] lance 89-00 - the lance 89 is long barrel snipr rifle capple of hiting a target over 4 1/4 miles away. the wepon fires a 60cal round that has a diamon hard adimantine tip after pentraion the round explodes. each round has an onboard a.i able to adjust mid flight its detonation and flight path. th wepon can fire 2 other ammo variants. one having a highly destructive nano toxin and the other being a turbo penitrator to go through armor.
gungnir. a scaled down version of the lance with lmited range to that of a mondern day hand gun.
mind killer alarex ( mind raper ) : a device that allows the user to cast waves of mental force or to cause target(s) minds to hemorage or weaken there mental functions to the point of being a vegetable with beams of silver light.etc. the weapon further works as a comunications devicea allowing the wearer to plant messages or suggestions in a targets mind.
posion darts
combat knife
retractable sword.
[→]Items & Accessories : [»]( nano mesh body glove
a dense layer of black ceremide covered in nano mesh used to cover the wear in great protection while allowin mobility. the glove protects from heat , cold , electricity , and light arms fire.
slave eye - adavanced targeting system that allows the wearer to adjust after everyshot to better hit a target in nano second, even alowing for hair line adjustments mid combat.
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