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His Name - Ertai Vexic
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:16 am




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PostPosted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:17 am




Lord Ertai Vexic

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-First Name-
Ertai

-Middle Name-
None

-Last Name-
Vexic

-Title-
"Apothnesko Theos"
"The Great Corrupter"
"The King of Greed and Glory"

-Place of Birth-
A world with out a name... Forever lost in the flow of things dead and gone...

-Plane of Residence-
Gaia / Vexa

-Date of Birth-
Unknown

-Age-
Unknown

-Race-
He is a self-created force of existence...

-Blood Type-
Unknown

-Height-
6'4'' or what he wills it to be.

-Weight-
200lbs or what he wills it to be.

-Eye Color-
Pale Blue or what he wills it to be.

-Hair Color-
Black or what he wills it to be.

-Alignment-
Evil

-Occupation-
N/A

-Family-

Grand Creator:
Destroyed by Ertai when he was given the power of free will.
Father:
Murdered by the hands of Ertai when he had returned from his great re-birth.
Mother:
Murdered trying to stop Ertai from murdering his father.
Brother:
Unknown what has happened to him, he is presumed dead after the destruction of Ertai's home world.
Brother:
Was consumed in an epic fight to save his world from the powers of Ertai and his army.
Brother:
Was murdered by Ertai when he failed to follow orders on murdering their own mother.
Sister:
Died before Ertai was even born.
Son:
Was consumed by Ertai when he tried to save his wife and child from Ertai when he went insane.
Son:
Alive and distant from Ertai on another plane of existence.
Son:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second world of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Son:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second world of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Son:
Has not been seen since he left Ertai on his travels to the world of Gaia, maybe somewhere in the planes of existence he still lives.
Son:
Was murdered by Ertai for failing in his eyes.
Son:
Was murdered by Ertai for standing up for one of his sisters.
Daughter:
Alive on the plane of Gaia.
Daughter:
She defied Ertai and plotted to murder him and dethrone him from his powers, she was consumed as her brother was murdered protecting her.
Daughter:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second plane of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Daughter:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second plane of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Grandson:
Alive and well on the plane of Gaia
Grandson:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second plane of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Grandson:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second plane of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Granddaughter:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second plane of residence. Presumed to be dead.
Granddaughter:
Has not been seen since Ertai had left his second plane of residence. Presumed to be dead.

-Psychology of Ertai-

Such a deep and complex being. Ertai is the formulation of a constant stream of thoughts, memories and desires all coursing through out one being. His constant intake of sentient beings that he has consumed floods his mental state with nothing but shear madness. He has no one thought ever the same as they constantly shift between beings, he himself is trapped deep under the beings inside of him, tortured and trapped screaming in agony for all eternity. Over his eternity he has compiled a sort of cycle between manic and wrathful to a state of utter melancholy and despair. Theories believe that because of his duel nature of being made of raw energy and the flow of sentient beings that his mind cannot stabilize for very long until he snaps and self-destructs and raises himself up from the ashes mentally for a brief period. His mind projects a constant flow of arrogance that is only out shadowed by his thirst for power, his greed knows no limits or boundaries. If he desires something he will fight and slaughter anything that stands in his way. He is often seen as a sociopath, thinking that the worlds and all their powers are meant for him. He holds so much contempt for the beings who posses the gift of life and feels that they abuse their privilege to behold such energies and he strives to destroy life and take it all for himself, thinking he is the only one who uses it as it truly is. Deeper into his madness the darkest and most depressing thoughts dwell from the first soul inside of this hive mind being known as Ertai, where his name is derived from. This is the only soul of pure being, the only soul not corrupted by his own grasp, the grasp of eternal screams and memories not of his own. This soul every so often comes to light and with that comes a new rebirth of Ertai or sacrifice of his own being for that of someone else. This selfless act has only been seen once. The other souls or sentient being that exist inside of this one being often hold down the original soul of Ertai and trap it under endless waves of agony and despair. Ertai is a maelstrom of changing radical tides. He is unpredictable and ever changing.

-Equipment & Clothing-

Vexa Royal Military Overcoat:
This overcoat was the original coat worn by Ertai when he conquered his original homeland long ago. The blood of his father was drenched on the coat and from time to time it can be seen in the golden suns in the fields of awe on Vexa. It is a jet black and lightweight coat that holds underneath a metal mesh underlay which prevents blades and other piercing weapons to penetrate through it. It has five chrome like buttons that go right down the center of the coat and five more slightly off to the right of the first row of buttons. On the breast of the coat is the Vexic royal seal, a V with an eye below it, projecting blue rays of light and darkness smoldering in the center of this. Under the sleeves of his coat are two auto-loading devices that with the snap of his wrist shoot down into his hands two telescopic baton like objects. Properly named "Dominion and Godliness."

The Gloves of Dominion:
His hands are draped in the finest leather of an unknown creature, some say it was rendered from the flesh of a man who almost struck Ertai down to his knees. Nevertheless these gloves are finely crafted in a jet black material and have mental knuckle ridges along the tops of them and the lower section of the palm is smooth and covered in metal, he often slides his blades across the metal palms to create a loud and wicked screech, letting his opposition know his blades are sharp and he means to destroy them. Towards the wrist of the gloves holds a section of very thin wire that he uses to strangle weaker beings such as children or women that cannot stand to him, this often slices into the flesh and creates a bloody mess. He killed one of his sons that very same way, as well as his mother.

The Belt of Dominion:
his thick war-belt hides most of his lower chest. It is a massive black leather like belt with rows and rows of metal bindings. Loops on either side of his waist hold what look to be areas for sword sheaths and gun holsters. This belt has a large black gem stone in the center of it, some say it holds the very soul of his grand creator, forever trapped as a reminder that he can defy anything, even the one who gave him his rebirth. Along the back of his belt holds two slots where his telescopic batons are held for secondary access.

Vexa Royal Shirt:
Nothing more than a mere black silk shirt that fits tight against his frame.

Vexa Royal Military Leggings:
Crafted loose and flowing pants that resemble that of Earths Xing Yi fighters. This jet-black flow freely as he moves, not too tight and never to loose. Straight legged and fully flexible. Towards the area above and around his knees are metal bracing that give his legs stability when fighting in melee combat, often able to lock and unlock as he moves, giving him firm and controlled footwork, yet allowing him to fully flex his leg as if they were not there.

Boots of Dominion:
Large leather combat style boots with lacing that go up the front and straps that mask the backs of his legs to the area behind his knees to add protection to his vitals. These boots are fitted with a thin razor blade that darts from one side of the metal toe to the other side, can be used to slice lightly into the flesh of anyone it strikes to just add more of an irritation than an actual wound. Causing the victim to bleed. The heels of his boots are solid metal and very smooth and slick. This provides his footwork to slide around as he deems fit, used for quick evasions or on loose and unsettled ground a firm dig in. On the backs of the heels holds two spots where he sheaths his machete like blades.

-His Story: The Burden of Eternity-

and here it would begin...

A soft female voice would linger through the mind, soothing and innocent words would pour from her lips with a whimper... Her love was given to him... Given from the first breath he had taken...

"He... He is beautiful... His name will be... Ertai..."

"My son..."

The stern voice would answer to her soft tone... The eyes of the man just stared down at the new born child, his new born son... They held no emotion... They were just captivated by the beauty of his son, those eyes as cold as ice viewing the light for the first time... No noise would come from the child as it just stared back...

"My son... Ertai..."

Silence would fill the room, washing out in light as all was gone...

"Mother wait for me!

A young voice would echo out... His hair golden like the grains that washed across the rolling hills where he played. Running quickly through the fields and meadows Was a woman wearing white was always a step ahead of his reaching hand. His eyes would dance in the clouds above as he watched the golden sun of their land bring such warmth to life. His boyish smile and unruly hair gave him a sense of innocence as he pleaded for his mother to stop and wait for him. Her movements would quicken as he reached out to her, her face buried down in her hands as she dropped to her knees in front of a large tree... This tree spoke to the soul, a wise and ominous voice that couldn't be played out to the ears... One would feel it...

He would stop a little behind her, tilting his curious head to the side wondering why his mother had fallen so suddenly, even more so wondering why he could hear her cries, her cries of despair and loneliness... His hand would reach forward as he crept up behind her, dropping to his knees as well he would wrap his arm around her shoulder and nudge her slightly...

"Mother... Are you alright? Should I call for father?"

He would move in front of her and hug tightly onto her, this would trigger he body to jolt forward and wrap her arms around him, burring her face into his shoulder, her sobbing words came crumbling out from her quivering lips, such grief and sorrow.

"I am so sorry... I am so sorry..."

His eyes would widen as he was suddenly jerked back into the air by his shirt. He would wriggle and squirm around as he slipped from his clothing bind and roll forward, staggering through the grain trying to keep balance as he turned to catch a glimpse of the thing that had attempted to capture him... His pale eyes died at that moment as he made contact with the same gaze... His father stood there, his head cast to the side in shame as the clouds rolled overhead, darkness came to be... Cold winds would wash over his skin as he crawled back when his father came towards him... He would put his hand up to deflect his fathers, but it was no use...

His voice would screech out as he struggled to break free.

"Father whats going on... Mother help... Mother help... Father no..."

He would black out...

His eyes would flutter open slowly, his face couldn't move and his body wouldn't move either. He could see nothing but a bright light in front of him... The putrid smell of oil and burning hair it would seem... His face contorted with the scents and scenes before him as he kept trying to move... His voice calling out for help...

"Mother!"

He would be silence sharply as a hand slid over his mouth, his eyes scanned and searched for a face to match with the hand, and then he seen his father... His eyes would widen as he felt the slicing of his flesh from his body, cries muffled out by the smothering leather bound glove that masked his mouth and noise, his body convulsing as air was being blocked off. His eyes swelling and tearing out as his complexion started to become pale and blue... His body jerking as he felt the blade slide through his flesh and into his chest, the lack of air, his eyes would roll back, the beautiful blue would die away...

There he stood...

His eyes sudden and dark, his gaze empty and lethargic as he seemed to be watching this large machine rip his young naked body to pieces. Saws and drills deprave him of normalcy, he would watch with sorrow... A burden weighing down on him, he would look to his side and his father would be standing next to him, fading in and out of image like he was... Hearing only a few cold and empty words..

"Sorrow and grief plague me my son... It was given down as a decree from our grand creator that you would be the next being to bear his gift... I am so sorry... When I die... I know it to be soon... Please, remember my name... Let it be known that I love you... My beautiful son... I..."

He would hold his hand up to the shuttering wraith of his father, he knew he was beyond that of life and in between death... His being was washed in the quintessential energies in all life... His body was not that of the same young boy... His hair was now black, his skin pale... Striding forward he would place a hand on his own cheek, trying to wake himself up as if this was a dream... Tears would roll down from both of their eyes as the body would awaken... Same pale blue eyes fluttered and soon a agonizing scream would erupt... He felt pain once more...
His body was still strapped down... In shock from the pain he felt different, he felt cold... He felt as if he could understand what had happened to him... His eyes would shift down to the braces, straps and wires that held his small frame to the platform... He would struggle and break through them with ease, the wires would grow darker and retreat back into his body...

"The pain..."

He would whisper out as he looked at his blood and oil covered body... He touched his face and felt his skin, it felt the same... He would take a step down from the table and be instantly crushed with pain as he felt a voice inside of his head... This voice was absolute, he would comply with out second thought...

T.B.C...





-Strengths-

Military Prowess:
Through over a millennial of military service on his first plane of existence, Ertai has become skilled in the arts of war and combat, always thinking out everything as if it was a chess match, setting up his opposition for the final fatal blow. He has studied in many of the martial arts from the plane of Ertai and Gaia, even mastering an assorted number of weapons.

Indomitable Will:
Ertai has a mind like diamond, he cannot be persuaded or manipulated. His courage holds no bounds and can never be conquered or defeated in his own mind. He is a bastion of his own accord.

-Flaws-

Explosive Anger:
Ertai is often compelled to rash actions from the sentient beings that reside inside of him. His mind is constant torn in a torrent of ire and malice for everything that stands in his way or questions his will. This often leads him down self-destructive patterns that often result in his destruction for any given period of time.

Egocentric:
He often projects himself as the center of all things. He believes that his way is the correct way and his word is absolute. This often guides him to miss-judge the mundane things in life and the common people around him.

Insatiable Greed:
Ertai covets anything that leads him to a path of perfection. He hungers for more power and more souls, his lust for power is only out shined by his arrogance.

Emotional Maelstrom:
Ertai often bounces around from radical emotions from deep states of ire to dark and brooding melancholy. This comes from the endless sentient beings that posses his being, these beings cause Ertai to often second guess himself and become torn between what he wants and what he feels.

Undaunted:
Ertai has not the slightest notion of defeat even at the hands of death he will strive to return and never surrender, in the past this has caused him to be nearly destroyed many of times. His "never look back" attitude is attributed to his egocentric mind and arrogance.

-Powers-

Psionics:
Advanced Psionics:
Master Psionics:
Complex Psionics:
Mana:
Advanced Mana:
Master Mana:
Complex Mana:
Tetragammaton:
Planar Mechanics:
Advanced Planar Mechanics:
Master Planar Mechanics:
Complex Planar Mechanics:
Planar Creation:
Planar Destruction:
Planar Collapse:
Planar Void:
Planar Splice:
Planar Calculation:
Manipulation:
Advanced Manipulation:
Master Manipulation:
Complex Manipulation:
Electron Wavelength:
Electron Plane:
Electromagnetic Wave:
Electromagnetic Wave Creation:
Electromagnetic Wave Destruction:
Zero-Point:
Voidal:
Voidal Projection:
Obliquity:
The Vexa:
The Cyo:
The Dementia:
The Synthi:
The Digital:
Quintessence:
Advanced Quintessence:
Master Quintessence:
Complex Quintessence:
Quintrons:
Zero-Point Energy:
Advanced Zero-Point Energy:
Master Zero-Point Energy:
Complex Zero-Point Energy:
Zero-Essence:
Nightmare:
Advanced Nightmare:
Master Nightmare:
Complex Nightmare:
Out Stepping Time:
Space Between Existance:
Psionical Link:
Psionical Link Destruction:
Psionical Link Creation:
Soul Process:
Hive Minds:
Thought Process Minds:
Aether:
Advanced Aether:
Master Aether:
Complex Aether:
Life/Death Complex:
Aether Drag:
S-Matrix:
Dielectric:
Advanced Dielectric:
Master Dielectric:
Complex Dielectric:
Positron:
Advanced Positron:
Master Positron:
Complex Positron:
Positron Emission:
Resonance:
Folie ࠤeux:

Fermion:
Aberration of Light:
Casimir Effect:
Evanescent Wave:
Electron Capture:
Bosons:
Meson:
Gauge theory:
The Spoken Word:
Desolation Energy:


-The Spoken Word-

The spoken word does not need to be heard for the effects to take hold. The energy by just willing it to be is merely the only device it needs to take effect. The energy of the speaker is transferred through the absence of control, the result of this will cause the effects of the spoken word to effect both the speaker and the victim. Often the memories of the speaker and victim bring to life their own version of the spoken word, often escalating the emotional, mental and physical damage. To further explain how the spoken word works, massive amounts of physical free standing energy must be manipulated to reconstruct the physical and mental properties of the chosen word. In dealing with anything not of mortal or natural life the effects of the spoken word deal different effects. Often to these alien, undead or constructed beings feel the massive windfall of energy and are over overloaded with power that they cannot deal with. The power of the spoken word gives with this new found power a mortal or natural life mind. Giving them emotions and often false memories to make up for their lack of.

-The Spoken Word of Melancholy-

Victim:
Through the deepest thoughts of his mind he brings tragedy to life, he gives the word physical and mental existence. A rapid infection of agnosia and total loss of spatial perceptions wash over the victim. Loss of memories that involve pleasure, harmony and love are soon replaced with the under lying memories of pain, depression and agony. The victim becomes a pit of sadness causing the mind to lose touch with reality and also gives the inability to see things through a normal or balanced manner. The inability to recognize objects or persons close and familiar. This word brings depression and causes the victim to shut out all positive influences and often lead the victim to self inflicted pain or even suicide. The victim gives up on life.

Environment:
The area around the speaker and victim becomes dark and often all color from the area vanishes, leaving nothing but a dark Grey fog. The air becomes cold and thin, making it hard to breathe. Any living plant life often melts into a thick black ooze like substance that masks the ground almost like tar. Depth perception of both the speaker and victim becomes distorted. Sickness washes over all who view the speaker and victim.

-The Spoken Word of Despair-

Victim:
To much the same effect of Melancholy, Despair gives both the speaker and victim the sudden feeling of hopelessness. The mind becomes erratic and discombobulated often trying anything to remove themselves from the situation or area of effect. Suicide is the most often way out of despair. If the victim cannot get out of the area of effect they often become washed over with rage and reckless abandonment of reason. This is not to be confused with insanity, the despair gives the mind no other options with dealing with such dread.

Environment:
The area around the speaker and victim become a mix of natural and unnatural weather. Inferno like heat wash over with blistering speed. The air becomes coarse and thin, bearing little oxygen and often causes even more mental distress to the victims of despair. This lack of oxygen causes the mind to become more rash and even more disturbed. All plant life turns to ash as soon as the word is spoken. Violent winds wash over the area and with them the ash from the dead plant life. Those who view the speaker often hear the screams and cries of the wind, with the constant noise they often become hostile towards both the speaker and victim.

-The Spoken Word of Agony-

Victim:
This intense word causes more extreme effects. The body instantly feels an increased sense of pain and with it they feel all the pain they have ever felt, emotional, physical and mental. All old wounds soon open up and spew blood, bleeding out all they have ever bled. The mind takes a turn to death and the only thing that crosses their thoughts is how to stay alive for one more moment. The mind in dealing with this thought of death and the constant pain of all pains, can do nothing but destroy itself. The body often tries to contort itself to the endless pain, breaking bones, bursting veins and causing massive physical damage. With all the physical pain comes dementia, causing the mind to burr the line between friend and foe.

Environment:
The area becomes desolate, everything dies and fades into the violent winds. Those who view the speaker often are hit by the sudden rush of pain, causing them to bleed from the eyes, nose, and ears.

-The Spoken Word of Corruption-

Victim:
Unlike Melancholy, Despair and Agony; Corruption holds no ill effect to the speaker. Corruption causes a morality shift in the victims mind. Often feeling betrayed by his/hers own ideals. The victim feels dread to its life and with this the mind starts to deconstruct what the victim knows as truth and plants the seed of deceit into the mind. The victim feels compelled to do what the speaker said. The speakers coercion starts to effect the victims mind, causing a new sensation of greed and ulterior motives. In result to the corruption the victim becomes a husk of dead morals and the idea of "Number one before you"
Corruption also grants the speaker a greater chance to reason with the victim. Also causing the victim to see allies as enemies.

Environment:
To the victim the environment seems hostile to them, causing agnosia, dementia and sometimes multiple personalities to appear in the mind. Things once familiar become alien in nature and all reasoning from outside sources becomes impossible. In reality nothing is changed physical and those who view the speaker are not effected unless spoken to.

-The Spoken Word of Power-

Victim:
This word causes a massive shift of power to both parties. The expansion of power causes the abilities of physical and metaphysical powers to increase at an epic rate. Any power used becomes more stronger and even more deadly. Both the speaker and the victim wield power that even the Gods envy. This new found power doesn't come with no ill effect, in fact the cost of such power comes with grave consequences. The physical toll comes with the destruction of the body in the form of glass. Each time you use power part of your body becomes this black glass and breaks from your body, shattering unto the ground. With each part of glass that breaks off shows a black withering mass of energy under it. The soul of both the speaker and the victim die slowly, breaking off piece by piece. The dark corrupting energy takes equal exchange for its use. The mind becomes addicted once the power is used and often leads to even more dramatic use of its grand abilities. The more you use it the more you want to use it more.

Environment:
The area instantly becomes a torrent of broken glass and it spirals around in the air. The shards cut deep into the speaker and victim as well as all who view the speaker.

-The Vexa-
In the history of Ertai and from his own created plane of existence known as Vexa consists the physical and metaphysical manifestation of energy used to create echos of his world. These echos are the imagined power of Ertai and the manipulation of his world to suit his needs and desires. He can create a number of elemental, magical, psionic, and spiritual energy abilities that he can use at his dispense. Each color of the Vexa is shown through the history of his creation and destruction of his stages in pursuit of perfection.

-Dauthic: Black Vexa-
This stage in power deals in corruption, agony, despair, loathing, and death. He uses the most vile and evil of powers in the stage of power. Each one of his abilities deals with sacrifice and pain to himself or the victim.

Terror:
The dark side of Ertai is shown through the melting of his eyes to a black tar like substance. This is followed by the removal of his face like an opea mask to reveal nothing but a black chasm of pulsing black liquid. The liquid pours out of his abyssal visage into a massive flood of pure terror. The liquid causes the flesh to be rendered from the bone and melt into the mass.

Last Gasp:
The hands of Ertai fade from color and glow with a dark black smoldering power. His touch brings the victim into a state of melancholy and agony. The eyes, ears, nose and mouth of the victim flood out acidic black liquid from the rotting of the victims organs and blood. The Last Gasp renders the soul of the victim into the Vexa itself.

Thought seize:
A beam of spiraling black Vexa erupts from the eyes of Ertai and with it stealing the very mind of the victim. The victim's brain and nervous system fail and explode from the body leaving nothing but a smoldering hole atop of the victims skull, smoldering black smoke follows.

Planar Agony:
With a clap of his hands, Ertai commands the very area around the victim to shatter in a torrent of black glass. The glass spirals up towards the sky above reflecting light to burn and Mame the victim. The heat from the light causes the flesh to crisp as ash, the glass shreds the burnt skin to cause even more physical harm.

Massacre:
A simple grin to cross the face of Ertai brings thousands of hair thin strands of Vexa to lash out at the victim. Each strand of Vexa lacerates the flesh of the victim causing massive bleeding.

Death Pulse:
With a touch from his hand Ertai can cause the heart to explode from the chest of the victim and explode into a wave of glass that spews forth lashing out at Ertai. Each shard of glass screams the name of the victim and with it spraying crimson blood.

Treacherous Mind:
By whispering into the ear of the victim, Ertai can compel the victim to betray his own morals and ideals and submit to Ertai's own set of twisted justice.

Corrupt:
By placing both of his hands upon the victims face he can spew forth a wave of black liquid from his mouth down the throat of his victim, this liquid burns and blisters as it causes the body of the victim to convulse and soon change the physical being into a wraith like being under the control of Ertai.

Consume Spirit:
By placing both hands on the chest of his victim Ertai can attempt to pull the very soul, life and energy from his victim. If he pulls the soul from his victim they become apart of his existence and is forever lost in the Cyo.

Duress:
With the voice of Ertai he can cause the voice of his victim to become silent and with each passing moment the mouth of the victim will start to rot and decay, spewing a black liquid filled with bile and blood.

Ostracism:
With the twist of his hand he can cause the area below the victim to launch skywards away from the direct area that Ertai stands. As the victim is flung away the air around the victim becomes hot enough to blister the flesh and cause hideous scars across the victim.

Sink Into The Hells:
With a stomp of his foot Ertai can channel his energy through the ground around himself as well as the victim to become a coarse black sand that starts to spiral down in a maelstrom like motion. The object of this is to choke the victim under the sands of agony.

Cries of Contrition:
Ertai can point forward and open his mouth, stretching it past the jaw bone and beyond, contorting his own face to let out a hellish shriek to deafen his victim. The ear drums of his victim explode out as ash and blood and cause the equilibrium of the victim to become twisted.

Shred All:
By whipping out his hand forward as if he had a whip Ertai can lash out with a long strand of Vexa. This whip of energy can cut through almost anything physical in nature. This ability is often used to slice a victim in half.

No Rest For The Wicked:
By raising his hands he can bring the ground below his feet to life as large writhing masses of energy. These avatar like beings skulk forward towards the victim and can be used to physically harm the victim or explode into a Vexa ability

Death Denied:
If a victim would die or any other life form Ertai could pull the spirit back into the body it once held, causing the spirit to befall the same trauma that it just felt, dying again.

Wicked Reward:
If a victim is willing to take control of Ertai's power, Ertai can pump an endless amount of energy into the victims body causing it to explode at an atomic level.

Hymn of The Pit:
Ertai can raise his arms towards the sky above to bring forth rain of black liquid that burns the flesh of the victim and perverts the world around him.

Mind Rot:
By placing both hands upon his victims head he can cause the brain to explode out of the ears and eyes as a putrid black liquid that melts the flesh of the victim as it oozes down after the explosion, killing the victim instantly.

Eradication:
Ertai can throw his arm forward and with it fire out a thin line of his energy into the body of his victim. This energy gives information to Ertai on the genetic composition of his victim.

-Wrathic: Red Vexa-

This stage in power deals with obsession, ire, destruction, vengeance and chaos. He uses only raw uncontrolled power to push his force upon the world. Each one of his abilities deal with the burning fire of his ire.

Torrent of Hell:
With the clasp of his hands Ertai can bring forth a torrent of spiraling flames from the ground below his victim. The flames would instantly turn the skin to ash and push a shocking pulse through the veins of his opposition causing the heart to explode into a ball of flames.

Ire Storm:
By closing his eyes Ertai can unleash a halo like bolt of energy that races from his eye level and around his head and out. The lightning like energy crashes towards the eyes of his opposition and with it blind them in scars, burns and agony.

Spiraling Oblivion:
Ertai can pull the soul from his victim and cast it into an endless abyss of pain, agony and fire. This action forever damns the victim to the hells of Vexa until Ertai chooses to remove the soul.

Scent of The Innocent Ash:
A large cloud of white ash washes over the area around Ertai like snow. The ashes burn the flesh of the victim and cause the ground to become a smoldering inferno. The ash gives off a pungent stench of burning flesh that causes the victim to vomit.

Pyroclasm:
By slamming his hands together in a clapping motion, Ertai can cause the air around him and his victim to erupt in a blazing inferno.

Rain of Explosions:
At anytime an energy source is cast, Ertai can charge the power with Vexa causing the power to explode into a wave of spinning orbs of Vexa. These orbs can be manipulated into more Vexa powers.

Duel Nature:
Ertai can become wraith like in nature and shadow his own physical body. This wraith like body of his moves at an accelerated frame of reference in time giving him the ability to respond metaphysical to a physical action, thus preventing his physical body from sustaining damage.

Lay to Waste:
By motioning his hand, Ertai can destroy the entire area around him leaving nothing but a barren burning crater.

Planar Chaos:

Cries of The Blood Song:
Ertai can pull the memories from his victims and bring any tragedy or agony in their life to life once more. The sky also fades into a deep crimson color and rains down salt like water as tears. The water parches the land and burns the skin of anyone feeling the memories of the victim.

Spontaneous Combustion:
By laying his hands upon his victim, Ertai can channel his Vexa into his victim. The channeled Vexa causes the victim to be overloaded with energy and explode.

Traitors Veins:
Ertai can lash out of his hands burning tendrils of energy that lash out at the victim in order to rip the veins right out of the victims body. This causes the blood of the victim to become hotter and hotter with each passing moment causing it to boil and soon enough ignite.

Reflection of Hatred:
Ertai can glare at his victim and project all the hatred of his existence into a physical wave of smoldering black smoke. This smoke blocks the victims sight and the only thing the victim can see is the face of Ertai and feel his hatred burning and choking them.

Wheel of Obsession:

Word of Seizing:

Disintegrate:
Ertai can throw forward a beam of raw energy that can destroy the victim at a molecular level, leaving nothing but flashes of light as the victim burns away.

Clash of War:
Ertai's body can become a weapon at anytime. He can turn his arms into blades, his back and spike and launch out spikes. Anything attached to him he can turn into a weapon of any sort.

Apocalypse of Heaven:
Ertai can vanish from the area he was once present in and project his body in the sky as a giant avatar of energy. This avatar throws down beams of lightning and fire. His epic size is just merely his existence in another form of matter.

Karma of The Infinity Complex:

Salt The Woeful:
Ertai can grasp his victim and push through his body into the victim a wave of energy that causes the victim to turn slowly into a salt like substance and crumble away.

-Soltic: Blue Vexa-

This stage in power deals with manipulation, logic, intelligence, balance and deceit. He uses the logic of his power to control the actions of his enemies and move time and space as he deems fit. Each one of his abilities counters the ideals, powers and logic of his opposition.

Collective Fate:
Ertai casts out a number of spinning blue orbs of Vexa, these orbs are stored Vexa abilities he can cast from the orb rather than himself. With the manipulation of these orbs he can lay his plans across a battle and give himself the edge of randomness.

Temporal Distortion:
With the clasp of his hands Ertai causes the area around him to explode in a maze of multi-colored walls of pure Vexa. This maze is the twisted view inside the mind of Ertai and the walls can be manipulated as he deems fit. He can push his powers through the transparent colored energy walls while blocking the push of his victims power through them.

Temporal Counter:
While in the maze of Temporal Distortion he can transform the walls of his Vexa into a counter effect of his victims power or ability. The wall that is used will instantly be replaced with a new random wall of Vexa.

Temporal Fog:
While in the maze of Temporal Distortion he can create a fog of war effect across the maze giving zero visibility to normal sight. Ertai himself can see through the displaced Vexa particles.

Spell Shift:
In the instant moment of casting one of his Vexa abilities, Ertai can manipulate one ability to change mid-cast into that of another Vexa ability.

Alter Reality:
With a notion Ertai can change the direct physical area around him and or himself or anything he touches. This can become many things such as his appearance, weather, solid, liquid, gas, energy, light, time, and other living beings.

Time Shatter:
By slamming his hands together at the moment of impact of another ability of Vexa or the victims power, Ertai can cancel the effect causing it to freeze in space and time. With this the victim or Ertai can move out of the way or even destroy the power or ability.

Whispers of The Vain:
Ertai can force through the wind a low whispering of souls long gone, and with these whispers he can drive even the most stable mind to insanity. Each voice whispering lies, curses and cries of vanity.

Paranoia Stroke:
With the touch of his finger Ertai can cause the thoughts in the mind of a victim to become physical manifestations of what they think. Anything the victim has on his/her mind comes to fruition. This does not include wishes such as sudden death to opposition or anything that cannot be physically created.

Condescend Fate:
Ertai can change or manipulate the actions or events that his Vexa have done.

Circular Logic:
Ertai can with an open palm take in the powers directed at him and redirect the power under his control back at the victim.

Remand All Ambitions:
With a notion Ertai can cancel all powers around him, creating a dead zone for powers and rendering the victim to melee combat only.

Ertai's Will:
With his speech, Ertai can command physical matter to do what he wishes it to do. Anything he wills will come to be.

Con volute Spite:
Giving his emotions physical properties he can send spikes of energy out from his hand into the victim. These spikes lodge themselves into the flesh of the victim and start to grow like crystals, shredding the flesh and turning them into glass.

Flash Counter:
With a snap of his finger he can cause the victims power to vanish before his eyes and shatter into the sky above raining down beams of light that cause the victim to become awe struck.

Muddle The Mind:
Whispering into the ear of his victim, Ertai can cause the thoughts inside his victim to turn against themselves causing a massive case of paranoia to occur. The victim becomes displaced from the current situation and is often paralyzed because the thoughts in the mind cannot make up enough sense to do another action.

Fiction of Truth:
Ertai can manipulate natural properties of objects and energies changing them into different materials and or energy types.

Flow of The Compulsive:
Ertai can slam both hands into the ground below his feet and with it bring up massive waves of energy pulsing wave by wave towards the victim. The waves of energy turn any physical matter into nothing more than raw atomic energy flowing into the sky.

Peel From Reality:
Ertai and tear out sections of any plane of existence his is present in and replace that section with a section of his self created plane of existence known as Vexa. Any victim that is in the removed section appear in the replaced section on the plane of Vexa.

Throw Into Myth:
If Ertai can grap hold of his victim he can channel his Vexa through the victim and create a barrier of energy around himself and the victim and with that become removed from the reality at hand. Both Ertai and the victim start to pass through stages of time, history and the fictional. The world they fight in is nothing more than the dreams and images of Ertai's mind. If the victim steps out of the barrier he is forever lost into the legacy and history of Ertai.

-Cyogenic: Green Vexa-

This stage in power deals with metaphysical, alteration, spiritual, nature and creation. He uses the souls and expended energy of the world he is in to create anything he wills. Each one of his abilities can bring creation.

Aggressive Urge:

Savage Offensive:

Onslaught:
By throwing his arms forward Ertai can push all power from his body into a directed wave of energy that envelopes the victim and with this wave of energy be manipulated into an endless number of effects and Vexa abilities.

Predatory Hunger:
Ertai can drain the blood and fluids from his victim and becomes washed over with rage consuming the victims body and physical existence in a feast. This feast drives the most primitive urges in his mind to come alive making his mind lose control of civilized thoughts.

Survival of The Fittest:
Ertai can manipulate physical matter to become improvised weapons. He can turn stone into steal and sand into silk. This manipulation of matter can be directed outside of his own hand and is often used to send blades through the air or pull a sword from the ground before him.

Narcissism:

Assault and Battery:
Ertai can channel his power through his body causing his physical strikes to break bone, shatter metals and destroy stone.

Might Weaver:
Ertai can channel his power through his body changing his body mass as he deems fit.

Pulse of Forever:

Tranquility:
By clasping his hands together and bowing his head Ertai can bring a soft melody through the air causing time itself to flow at a constant and slower rate than normal, this also brings total silence to every other being. This silence turns all abnormal energies into blinding flashes of light.

Alpha:

Decree of Savagery:
Ertai can change his physical existence to that of any natural occurring force of nature, animal or physical matter.

Clash of The Titans:
When in physical combat he can push his power through his physical body, rendering him unshaped by physical strikes. This power lets him take punishment with out any recoil.

Berserk:

False Dawn:

Slice and Dice:

Night of The Great Creation:

One Thousand Tales:

Wash Over:

-Synthic: White Vexa-

This stage in power deals with order, empathy, love, justice and life. He brings the history of his family, race and homeland to light. Each of his abilities are used in the protection of what he values.

Gaze of Justice:
Ertai can gaze upon a wicked being and with that gaze project a wave of pain through them and with it shackles of pure Vexa to hold them down for punishment.

Awe of Life:
By closing his eyes Ertai can bring through the air and wind around him a soft melody. This melody causes the area around Ertai to be restored back to life, undoing any ill effects or destruction that may have occurred from his attacks. This melody calms his being and gives outsiders a greater chance to reason with him.

Cowed By Wisdom:
By whispering into the ear of a being he can restore the faith of a fallen being. This renewal of faith brings those close to death back to life, sealing all wounds and cleaning all marks upon their soul. The being is awe struck and marked with a glowing white glyph upon the forehead granting the being with instant heal.

Martyrdom:
By laying his hands upon a person he can transfer their ill effects and wounds unto his own body and existence. The other being is given perfect health and is removed from the situation. Ertai takes the burden of the other being.

Pariah of The World:
Like Martyrdom, Ertai can manipulate his energy at a grand scale and thus taking on the pain, wounds and ill effects of anyone in the greater area around him. His body is destroyed.

Pure Reflection:
In an instant Ertai can project all the sin and evil from his being into a massive area effect that infects the souls of all around him, purging him from all evil. These corrupted beings soon fall victim to blinding rays of light that rain down from the sky and erase their physical beings from existence leaving nothing but a corrupted soul.

Stasis Hold:
By raising his hand Ertai can channel the Vexa around his victim lifting them up into the air in a suspended frame of time. The energy directly effects the area around the victim thus effecting the victim.

Remembering The Epic:
With a nod of his head Ertai can bring the plane of Vexa to life upon another plane of existence by projecting large gateways to his plane of existence. These gates open up to reveal a sun washed meadow filled with golden rows of tall grass. The opposition can be swayed to give up on his/her life and basically surrender his/her soul to peace for all eternity.

The Last Verdict:
With a word Ertai can instantly destroy the soul or life force of his victim.

The Coldest Night:
When Ertai enters an area he can bring forth a soft breeze of snow that casts the area around him in black and white. This aura of silence projects no color but the pale blue of his eyes. The cold is so cold that it can steal the breath of his opposition and causes most to be silence. The sky above becomes black and the clouds still contrast with ominous white light.

Balance:
When in combat Ertai can balance the flow of energy to counter act any hostile action with an equal reaction.

Mirror Wave:
By raising his hand Ertai can unleash a brilliant flash of energy that moves forward like a wall. This wall of shimmering light reflects any energy projectile back at the opposition. This energy can be manipulated to any size or depth.

Aegis of Honor:
Ertai and project from his mind a barrier of protection that casts a soft pale light that illuminates his entire body protecting him from physical harm.

Karmic Justice:
Ertai can channel his power to grant the effect of anything dealt to him or his opposition, trading blow for blow in a twisted version of karma. All wounds upon him or the opposition are equally given out, if he gets hurt the opposition gets hurt and vice verse.

Divine Presence:
By unleashing his aura of Vexa Ertai commands attention and his presence is known by a blinding light that casts all to be blind by his power.

Harsh Judgment:
Ertai can force the weight of the crimes of his opposition to come to life, bringing all pain, agony, despair and hatred back down upon the opposition ten fold. This pain lets all unchecked sins to drive the opposition to repentance.

Peace of Mind:
With a notion Ertai can create an area of peace around him. The hostile thoughts of his opposition vanish and only reason and order can be spoken of with in the area.

Gaze of Love:
Ertai can gaze upon an innocent soul and grant that being the protection under his power. The being can summon Ertai at anytime or an avatar of his will to give protection if the being was innocent in the hostile event.

Brilliant Halo:
With a flash of light Ertai is transformed into his human form and with it holds the power to bring back the soul of any being that has a soul not destroyed or held captive by another force. Using this power leaves Ertai very weak and powerless. The soul is crafted its original body.

Give My Last Breath:
With a single breath Ertai can bring the area around him into a slower frame of time. When time slows down Ertai and pass through the area with out any resistence. Projectiles waver past him and can be plucked from the air. The people around him see him move in this frame of time and become awe struck.


-Dementic: Grey Vexa-

This stage in power deals with insanity. His mind brings the darkest of his thoughts to life. Each of his abilities deal with the endless thoughts constantly flowing through his mind.

The Awakening:

Shadow Stitch:

Chill To The Bone:

Shadow Dance:

Rack and Ruin:

Thousand Hands of Choaking Agony:

End of Days:

Resign To Death:


-Cyo-

Not Finished.

-Dreamscape-

Not Finished

-Shadowscape-

Not Finished

-Psionics-

Not Finished

-Desolation Energy-

Not Finished

-Melee Combat-


-Martial Art Style-

-Xingyiquan-

Xingyiquan features aggressive shocking attacks and direct footwork. The linear nature of Xingyiquan hints at both the military origins and the influence of spear technique alluded to in its mythology. Despite its hard, angular appearance, cultivating "soft" internal strength or qi is essential to achieving power in Xingyiquan.

The goal of the Xingyiquan fighter is to reach the opponent quickly and drive powerfully through them in a single burst — the analogy with spear fighting is useful here. This is achieved by coordinating one's body as a single unit and the intense focusing of one's qi.

Efficiency and economy of movement are the qualities of a Xingyiquan fighter and its direct fighting philosophy advocates simultaneous attack and defense. There are few kicks, and techniques are prized for their deadliness rather than aesthetic value. Xingyiqun favors a high stance called Santishi, literally "three bodies power," referring to how the stance holds the head, torso and feet along the same vertical plane. A common saying of Xingyiquan is that "the hands do not leave the heart and the elbows do not leave the ribs."

-Weapon Style-

English Style Rapier
Telescopic Baton
Gladius:
Shotel:
Xiphos:
Spatha:
Side sword:
Khopesh:
Mortuary Sword:
Cutlass:
Sabre:
Katana:
Machete:
Coil Whip:
Hooked Chain:



His Name - Ertai Vexic
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 11:51 am




Name: Andreas Dane [AD]
Age: unknown
Ht: varies
Wt: varies
Race: Human [Ascended]
Class: Type I Psychic
Title: Deja Vu

Appearance:

-Varies

History:
-Andreas was born as any other child was his parents were two rather average African American people living in south side Chicago. As a child he was picked on for seeming to be dorky because he read alot and enjoyed learning of science and math which he took to easily. He always had top grades and had an affinity for science, learning physics at 10 was quite an accomplishment and so did many others who came in contact with him.

After a while his scholastic accomplishments were noticed by a very cloak and dagger gov agency which would eventually investigate him, believing him to be a born again. A born again is a term used to describe the exact same person born again after death under a different name to a different family. Having already died and therefore being ascended they are born lacking any and all mental barriers and therefore have the potential to do amazing things at a young age.

Eventually this agency kidnapped him from his family and erased all traces of his existence from the world. To all including his parents he never existed, he was placed with dozens of other children around his age in a large underground facility. There they were kept in captivity, the gov trying to clone them to make psychicly advanced super soldiers. They developed them to the best of their ability and then tried to clone them, though no successes had come yet this didnt keep them from continuing to snatch up these children and repeat this process.

After 4 years in captivity he and some others escaped, they'de decided that their development had reached its limits and were preparing to attempt the cloning process. After escaping, using his newly developed abilities and skills Andreas fled to Gaia far from the reach of this agency and started a new. Though only 14 at the time he was far beyond his years mentally, centuries of knowledge, understanding of the world and all that entails it had been grafted into his brain put him millenia beyond most humans.

His title, Deja Vu was gained through his abilities of foresight, and not only that his ability to slow and distort the perception of others so completely effect their views on a particular event vs. whats actually taking place. Leaving a feeling of Deja Vu, of familiarity with their idea of the outcome of an occurrence vs. the reality. Now just showing up on gaia with seemingly no past, he's a wanderer. Around the end of his 15th year of second life he reached his peak, in exchange for the loss of physical facilities entirely he was granted damn near limitless power, a complete mastery of psionics.

As an ascended being he has been to the celestial plane and back, born again in the body of another. The fused mind and soul of his being now simply inhabit the shell body of the child he once was. Deja Vu uses his own body as a puppet, implanting himself within it and manipulating the body itself from a 3rd person perspective.

As his power grew he'd ascend to different planes of existence, learning the secrets they held and the energy their very existence could provide him. Trace signs of planar manipulations became easy to him and soon he would master this knowledge and the majority of its concepts. His once goal to search for power in order to avenge his childhood sank into the black abyss of his soul. What returned was a crazed hunger for power and desire to control and or end all worlds. To bring peace literally through the eradication of all who once inhabited the past in hopes to give birth to the future.

This ravenous pursuit of power brought him to Lord Vexic, and in exchange for his soul and loyalty, he was granted the limitless power of the plane of Vexa and the energy comprised within the thousands of souls trapped within. He had ventured to this abyss that is Vexic when he was consumed by him in order to be reborn a part of him. Through this Ertai's very essence, and the limitlessness of his power were at the disposal of Deja Vu. After his rebirth he would be known only as Deja Vu, and would begin his conquest for the elimination and or eradication of all sentient species currently polluting the planar nexus.

Innate Abilities:

Psionic Modification:


Ertai's Gift- Through being consumed by Lord Vexic and thus reborn as a creation of his own within the plane of Vexa, he was given the limitless supplies of natural, meta-physical and spiritual energies he had. Thousands of souls litter the abyss of Vexic's self conscious, and thus being a part he can now draw from these souls, their very life force powering his aggression and Vexa's very essence flowing through his veins. As Vexa is a part of Ertai, he is a part of the plane Vexa.

Eye of Ra- The metaphysical third eye used by psychics as a gate way into the realm of thought and a extension of consciousness to allow for epic psychic and psionic abilities is present in both of his eyes. His eyes are blind to nothing, the most minut detail any where in his path is duely noted, material objects do not block his sight. Vision to his is far beyond simply seeing someone through optics, knowledge some may take years to come by about someone he can gather in a single glance, even from behind nothing can be kept from his perception.

Three Become One- His mind, body, and soul are conjoined as one within his being. In giving up the ability to move physically, and speak turning his body entirely into a vessel with no means other than carrying the conjoined mind and soul, he was granted unlimited potential of mental growth within psionics and the use of his mind. In the same light however the body he inhabits is paralyzed, and he is unable to move even the slightest incriment of his physical form.

Base Psionics:

Psychic- His mind void of all limitations and boundaries is capable of almost anything, pending his ability to do such

Psycho-Kinesis- The physical and meta-physical manipulation of mental energies personified into a physical form. Pushed further he can also access other forms of kinesis, including Pyro, audio, cryo, temporal, cyto, and crypto kinesis.

Telepathy/Empathy- The ability to read the emotions or thoughts of an opponent through eye contact and or concentration.

Energy Manipulation- The ability to mentally grasp, manipulate and in some cases control any and all forms of energy.

Remote Viewing- The ability to call forth information to his brain of past and present events as well as to extend his perception forth temporal and view events before they come into fruition. Pre-Cognition, Retro-Cognition

Mobilization- Psionic levitation, and the ability of long and or short range teleportation within a given plane. Planes walking and projection.

Hypnosis- His brain naturaly exudes hypnotic waves, which at times even affect him. When aimed they can reduce or heighten his or another's level of consciousness to either extreme.

Psionic Projections:

Aura Projection [Sphere of Influence]- A projection area in which he has physical and meta-physical control and influence over all things within.

Force Projection- Literally the imposing of his will upon a physical object whereby energy itself is used to either apply pressure or force to another physical object.

Psychic Projection- The ability to impose his perception onto another or simply alter theirs, manifesting illusions and or diversions to confuse them.

Astral Projection- Extension of one's meta-physical perception from their body to outside of their body. Or to completely extend the subconscious of a being past the bounds of the physical body they inhabit.

Planar Psionics:

Planes Walk: The ability to transfer his essence and meta-physical presence from one plane of existence to another. Being anscended being he has access to realm of thought [mental plane], the astral and celestial planes.

Planar Summon: Communication across planar boundaries with other beings and using simply his will to bring them to his location.

Planar Drawing: His subconscious mind can travel exclusively of his physical body, into different planes of existence to draw energy from them into the prime material.

Vexa: Being a part of the plane itself, he can draw fully from this plane, energy, summons, and or objects with little to know strain on himself.

Temporal Psionics:

Temporal Phasing: He can momentarily phase in and out of the given timeline within a plane because he is not anchored to it.

Temporal Break: Causing a rupturing of space and time within a given space through the brunt expulsion of energy. The effect is that time within the given space is frozen for a period of time.

Temporal Construction: The ability to take hold of a singular space of time and directly alter its linear path within itself in order to manifest an entirely different superfluous timeline. This realigns with the original and a rippling effect happens towards the future, altering everything from that point accordingly

Realital Psionics:

Spatial Distortion- Mentally changing the polarity of molecules in order to effect space time in a particular area. Causing a rotation and spiralling within the very fabric of reality causing a vortex or wormhole, linking that point in time with another completely random location. A massive vacuum is created by the vortex.

Affinity to Reality- Non-sequential reality is composed in to many many different realities within a given point in space and time. This makes up the realital spectrum, subconsciously he can exist within multiple realities in the same space and time.

Alter Reality- Within a given space and time, a specific area of reality usually that in which he is inhabiting currently, can be manipulated by his will. The instantaneous transition of matter through any of its three forms, solid liquid or gas, as well as imposing his will upon reality itself within a given space.

Dream Scape- When placed in a dream induced state, or a heightened level of consciousness his dream his projected upon the immediate area. In battle the battle field becomes a dream scape, an area in which his meta-physical/realital control is almost absolute.

Dream Walk- When his or another consciousness is reduced or raised above a normal level, the realm of thought extends forth to him the power to manipulate the world around himself or the other on a grander scale. These dream like states increasing his abilities drastically.

Nightmare- Eye contact with another that he percieves to be anything other than an alley bombards their brain immediately with images of the worst possible medium. Centering around their own death through torturous and disasterous means along with their worst fears coming into fruition over and over again.


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Name: Kaos Rinzyu
Age: Ageless... Only deciding factor of his age is that he's older than Lyger.
Ht: 6'1
Wt: 165lbs
Race: Seraphim [Temporally Intuned]

Appearance:

Human form: In this form his almost looks like a twin of Lyger's though his dreads are longer and thicker, his facial features and personality are obviously. His facial features are very defined and unlike Lyger his body is not scarred so severely. His eyes pale and equally as lifeless as his, alot of their facial expression are similar but like ice, Kaos is much colder.

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Seraphim Form
His human form grows a bit taller, and his muscles bulge a bit more. His facial features become a bit sharper as though mimicking perfection and the scars on his body disappear. Three pairs of black angelic wings extend from his shoulder blade, 3 set of two one on top of the other. His body is engulfed by a black orb shaped aura

Abilities

Elemental Abilities [Ice]:

-Lower the Temp: His body, being undead is usually well below freezing, no blood needing to keep warm within his veins. The coldest feeling greets all who near him, as though he himself were ice and radiating its coldness outwardly.

-Mistform: He can manipulate water and moisture particles within the air and surrounding areas, and change its material form and composition. He can also convert his body into a freezing mist, and use this as a means to travel and or for further conversion

-Blizzard: He can effect the weather, often upon his arrival anywhere he is accompanied by blanketing snow and freezing winds, regardless to season or time of year

-Cold Touch: His body changes form to semi solid ice materia which when he touches others, ice grows from the touch and manifests itself upon what was touched.

-Ice Manipulation: With enough water, snow, ice, or water based vapor he can create and manipulate it into an object of equal size as a fully or semi-solid ice.

-Ice Orb: A semi-solid orb of materia formed into ice, which on contact can freeze and burn the skin from its unnecessarily low temperature.

-Artic Blast: A beam of energy far below freezing temperature, on impact it lowers the temp of all within the area to -30 degree F.


Innate Abilities: [Seraphim of Time]

-Temporal Cognitive: He is able to see the very fabric of time in its finest and more purest state. Visibly it appears as threads, inter-weaved upon each other over and over into a complex stream of time. This also comes down to the temporal signature of anyone, and thus effect it.

-Temporal Mobilization: He has the ability to move within time and space freely, through spacial and temporal communications between a pair of points. His range of where is bound by energy out put, but his range of when is much more broad.

-Temporal Manipulation: The ability to effect time upon a specific and or localized area. Within this area by spatial manipulations of the molecules speed within said space allows for the hasting or slowing of objects. Also allows for the stopping of time in a given area for a period of 60 -120 seconds.

-Temporal Synthesis: This God given gift allows him to be immune to the effects of opposing temporal manipulations. It also allows him to exist within the given time, or just off the normal stream within a given area.

-Temporal Separation: He has the ability of spiritual duality within time and space, but only in phase or ethereal mobilization. He can effect and manipulate time from within that particular stream, or off its pace if concentrated upon a particular instant over the course of time.

-Temporal Entropy: Concentration [3-4 posts] on a particular instant, entropy can be applied upon this instant in a given area. The range and space varies according to situation and size of target.

-Precognition: Involuntary, may only happen once a day without great strain to the mind. The range forward is never of more than 60-120 seconds.

-Retro-cognition: Voluntary, to a T he can recall his entire past with great detail, as well as any time he himself has traveled prior.

Weapons and Tools:

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Torment [Ice Scythe]: Its properties are that of meta-physical ice, a very durable material that can be phased between a fully solid, semi-solid, and liquid state. A mists emanates from its blade's edge, the temperature of which is -30 degrees F. Physical matter the mists contacts is immediately reduced to this temperature.

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Valkerie [Gunblade]:
The blade, 3ft long, 3 inches thick, 1 inch thick hand crafted of temporally altered steel, fortified magically, the blade sharpened to a point of perfection. 8 - round moon clip chamber, gun metal grey black color, with a slight rippling effect can be seen on the physical materia surrounding the blade at any given time. It requires no reload, as it draws physical materia from the air and surrounding area and converts it into energy for use.

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Haste and Slow [Chrono Pistols]: Given to him by their father, they are composed of quite literally the manifestation of temporal energy converted into a solid alloy. The molecules in particular were slowed to a dead stop and collapsed into the shape of these two pistols. Magically influenced, the rounds they fire are raw energy drawn in from the surrounding atmosphere and converted into the energy to produce temporal spells.





Name: Ganato-Jin Mesa
Race: Ganato Saiya-jin [Evoled Saiyan]
Age: 19
Height: 6'4''
Weight : 250lbs

Appearance:

-A seemingly African American male, generally human in appearance. His body on the whole seems almost sculpted to perfection, muscle structure and durability far beyond a normal human. Calm usually relaxed facial features, short cut black hair almost always lined to perfection and points yet strangely no facial hair. His eyes are an azure shade of blue, the pupil is entirely filled in. Finally a long black furry animal-like tail stemming from the back which causes them to change into the Oozaru form at full moon.

Brief History:
-The Ganato Saiya-jin race is an evolution upon the origiolnal Saiya-jin [Saiyan race]. After years and years of research and in-breeding with other races including human this race was formed. The first of this race would be the great great grand son of Brolly, the once reknowned Legendary Super Saiyan of his time, though since him others had been found. Their names consist of the word Ganato-Jin and the first name of their birth name. Since they�re believed to all have common ancestry and thus all be family a last name didn�t seem to be needed.

Within the Ganato Saiya-Jin body original psionic/mental energies melded with that of soul/spiritual energies naturally to form Ki energy. This energy could be used to effect the area around them, basically melding the abilities psionics and soul channeling provide into a single very plausible and versatile energy source with which almost anything is possible. As a result mental hemoraging caused by psionics and spiritual destruction caused from soul channeling are negated by this very simple and very balanced process. The Ganato Saiya-Jin race is a classification given to those of the Saiyan race who�ve evolved the way Ki is used and how it can be used. In a way they have revolutionized it and created limitless possibilities, this of course was possible via birth given traits of their bodies.

Their body can never reach its peak, it can always continue to get stronger and stronger, their bones and muscles more dense, their level of Ki control steadily increasing. The standard means of the saiyan race to track such progress is through calculating the total yield of a fighters body of Ki energy, thus producing a number with which to discern a power level. The Legendary Super Saiyan Broly is believed to have been the strongest ever before the Ganato race. His highest power level was measured at 25,000, to put it in perspective with Ganato, the lowest measured Ganato power level has been 71,000.

Ganato Saiya-jin race has 6 forms:


-Normal Form- Basically general everyday appearance. In this form his aura appears as a silvery color, an opaque grayish silver, and his body maintains its usual size and shape.

Gajin Stage 1: Requires energy level to be at least 25%. Increases speed and energy yield two fold, physical strength increase as well though energy is sapped slightly faster than normally. [No Physical change]

Gajin Stage 2: Requires energy level to be at 50%. Muscular structure bulges as he grows. Spiky hair lengthens slightly and becomes crimson along with eyebrows. Eyes turn pitch black.

Gajin Stage 3: Requires energy to be at least 75%, body stays same size, hair lengthens drastically and gets thicker, though still red. Aura expands outwards 10ft on all sides. Area within becomes sphere of influence.

Majin Form: This is the only form powerful enough to perfom psionic and spiritual techniques. Energy must be at maximum [100%] body yield. Body maintains size, but at this form the cerebral cortex is fully accessible to the ganato-saiyajin. Since at this point they are at their maximum energy level for bodily yield, an extreme amount of energy is at his leisure to perform major psionic and spiritual based techniques. Hair shortens to normal length and returns to black, his eyes become white.

-Oozaru Form: The last form would be Oozaru which is the large monkey like figure they become at the full moon, Ganato have control over this form where as normal saiyans simply go on a destructive rampage.

Skills:
-His skills have been honed by severe gravity and bodily enhancement training, a part of which includes the chamber in which he lives being 1000 times earth's gravity. Saying his body is a finely tuned well oiled machine is an unbelievable under statement, its denseness rivals that of heavily reinforced steel. A technique he's mastered known as Instant Transmission is key the fighting style he uses. Using psionics he can move himself instantaneously �pon the prime material plane. Looking at the PM like a 3-D line graph he can use vertical or phase shift to move him to his desired location instantly. In a fight this technique allows him to build up an extreme amount of momentum due to the speed of his travel, therefore turning the simplest of jabs into devestating blows if landed. For short distances this is easy and requires minimal concentration, though for longer ranges focus is needed.

When last his power level was measured just after ending his 5 year intense gravity training was 160,000, reached at his highest form, Majin form. In normal his power level is 95,000 and in Gajin its 125,000. And last but not least Ki control which is [as explained earlier] is used to affect any number of things. The use of Ki energy as he does it comes from a superior knowledge of psionics and soul melding in order to be able to harness both energies and synthesisize them into one with such efficiency. Though some would argue that while this synthesis is a very versatile energy source, the two by themselves have a better potential yield when used seperately. First and for most is the out put of Ki energy via beams, orbs, and such. He has a wide array of these techniques some with special qualities.

Spiritual Techniques:


-Soul Channel- The ability to syphon energy from your spiritual essence to power an attack or technique.

-Soul Chain- A rather epic technique he can use to draw energy or life force from one's souls. Can be used to kill or simply to extract energy from an opponent for whatever reason. An extension of his soul latches on to that of the opponent and can either remove it from him or simply draw from it.

-Soul Cannon- It takes the energy entirely from his soul [usually used after spiritual duality] and harnesses it into a powerful attack. Usually a beam or a large explosion steming from his aura. Upon contact it completely destroys an anything matterial and absorbs any and everything spiritual or soul based into itself erasing it from existence.

Malice Cannon: Expanding his perception to encompass all within his vision, or area of sensory, and draws from any evil or bad thoughts, feelings, or beliefs. Feeding off this he converts it into his energy, and uses it to create a massive beam which usually leads to an unbelievable explosion.

-Astral Plane- In either of his elevated forms, Gajin or Majin, he can access the weary souls of those traveling to the afterlife and use them for any of these techniques. Souls he exorcises are sent here, and reside within a level of his consciousness to be tapped into at his will.

Psionic Abilities:

-Energy Manipulation- The ability to take hold of any form of energy on a molecular level and alter it to one's liking. Amount of energy used depends upon the target and the change affected.

-Telekinesis- The ability, using energy to power the mind, and allowing the mind itself to impose its will upon physical matter.

-Sphere of Influence- Creates a sphere around himself inside which he controls the space and time. The sphere itself is made up of thought powered energy thus its reactions are at will along with its manifestations.

-Energy Conversion- While using the sphere of influence energy that connects with the sphere it can be absorbed and converted into raw Ga-Ki energy.

Ga-Ki Abilities:

Note:Ga-Ki in itself is the perfected combination of spiritual and psionic energies to achieve a synthesisized versatile form of energy. Depending on its synthesis it can be used as a blast back type energy in which the opponent is met with extreme physical force and thus blown backwards, as well as an corrosive type of wave which can burn the skin and clothing, melt through solid objects, and even desintigrate them on contact.

--Burst Shot
consists of rapid fire Ki blasts in a machine gun style attack
-Masenko
blast of Ki, usually a quick counter style manuever
-Ki Blade
blade created Ki energy
-Ki Barrier
defensive barrier created of Ki energy
-Blaster Shell
massive ball of Ki energy, it follows them until destroyed and tends to drive opponent back until he hits something solid [ground or wall] then explode upon them
-Mad Cannon
an extreme blast of Ki energy that obliterates anything in its path and spans out wider and wider the farther it travels
-Black Ball
- massive ball of Ki energy which forms a series of explosions on contact
-Deceptive Shot
-small seemingly harmless ball of Ki energy, usually about the size of baseball. 'pon contact it causes an exponential explosion and massive destruction.

Equipment:
-Standard issue Genesis Agent uniform, including all black clothing, a small pin on either side of his color how his rank as an agent.

Tools:


Temporal Steel-This material is normal steel that has an added effect of having been tempered with temporal techniques. It is indestructable, but in an odd way. Nothing can so much as scratch Temporal Steel, and thus it has to be forged in the state it will be used, making it costly if produced mechanically. What striking temporal steel does, however, is shorten its lifespan. Continued blasts will eventually cause Temporal Steel to crumble to dust.

Temporal Nano-pistol-These weapons regenerate ammo at a phenominal rate, permanently affected by a time dialation effect. This allows instant configuration to any ammo type and eliminates the need for a reload. Most ammo types can be created, including grenade rounds. Sidearms are standard issue.

Temporal Nanorifles-These weapons regenerate ammo at a phenominal rate, permanently affected by a time dialation effect. This allows instant configuration to any ammo type and eliminates the need for a reload. Most ammo types can be created, including grenade rounds. These weapons are required to be requisitioned and checked back in when a mission is completed. They place a temporal phase upon their ammunition to pass through energy barriers.

Temporal Observatory-This small handheld device allows those not in Genesis to scan the timeline. It acts as a detection system, communication device, alert for any psion-planar ability users nearby, alert for any temporal incursions, and track specific temporal signatures. It also plays games. ^_^

Temporal Handcuffs-Yes, we even have temporal handcuffs. These are made of Temporal Steel and thus disallow breaking. They comfortably but snuggly fit around the wrists with an extension available for the ankles. While ordinary looking, they nullify any supernatural abilities a subject may have.


PostPosted: Sat Jan 17, 2009 7:11 pm



~{Gaia Name}~
Samayou Tamashii

~{Character Name}~
Samayou Tamashii AKA "K2-66-09"

~{Maiden Name}~
SabaDrith JhadOrga

~{Origins}~
Abyss Devil


~{Birthdate}~
Age of Redemption, 3rd Cycle of Vengeance

~{Stats}~
6'4"
262lbs
Black Skin
Pale Eyes
Raven Black Hair

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~{Weapons}~

Heavy Studded Mace
This thick and make shift crafted weapon is a steel handle with a titanium end that is studded and about 7 inches long. The pipe like weapon is meant for bashing anything that happens to get in Tamashii's way.

Steel Round Shield
A steel round shield with leather straps for protection, it holds some magical properties for it can withstand much more punishment then normal steel.

Chains
Chain Whips that move as fast as lighting and are the deadliest thing he could ever wield as a weapon. Forged by a metal like substance called HellBent Metal, given to him the day he tried to re-obtain what he lost. The history behind it is unknown but the chains have an odd twist about them for they move like he moves. Connected to him through spirit and soul they are bond to him as his secondary weapon of choice in combat, a so called cursed that he has turned into a weapon.


~{Inventory}~

The Scribes of Vintromonta Orcatrin -Five ancient scrolls Tamashii recovered while recently on Sithen, they are legends and history of the Abyss Devil race left behind from ancient years and worlds past. The Sithen managed to translate some of the lines but much of it is a lost language. Each scroll named after one of the five gods of the Abyss Devil Realm and are stored in a black book. What makes Tamashii ponder is how come the Spiret Elvens and the Abyss Devils have a very common language symbols as he translated most of what he knew by using his mothers spell book.

Scroll of Kroven-Kroven the mighty God of War and symbol of Oblivion
"The Omen's blood shall spill forth into a sea of deception."

Scroll of Minarna- Minarna the mighty God of Peace and Tranquility.
"Sealed by love lays the form of true Rage."

Scroll of Tentero- Tentro the mighty God of Wisdom and Virtue.
"Forever more may life be at peace with death."

Scroll of Rothenmore- Rothenmore the mighty god of hatred and despair.
"Burnt forever in the sands of time lays a diabolic fate."

Scroll of Warmon- Warmon the mighty God of Youth and Life.
"In time a balance will be broken and chaos will flow."

~{History Information}~

The Abyss Realm


This dark realm is a chaotic realm with many races and religions. However it is also chaotic and a broken realm, large mass of land that are the size of a car, to the size of several cities or even larger. They are broken in a sense that each hard land mass has random terrain, some snow covered, others rocky wastelands and swamps. What is most interesting is that gravity has no real source in this realm, it seems to just be where ever one wishes it to be, meaning that each land mass has its own real source and the one your closet to is what your effected by. However if one knows the lands well enough, this very theory and rule no longer applies to them.


Past History

Tamashii's history spans across times and spaces known and unknown. He was born in Earth realm, what is now the northern parts of Germany. Born during elves, and during the ancient times of magic his mother Sinetra Nightengale, a wonderful Spirit Elf Mage, and his father Kroven, Lord of Oblivion. It all goes back to the Demontros Campaign lead by Kroven himself. His armies spreading across realms unchecked by the other Abyss Lords as he ravaged across the lands his army stopped dead in it's track by the Spirit Elven race and most impressively Sinetra. To tackle this problem Kroven took the form of Tiranton, a simple human warrior and seduced Sinetra in a two year mission to make her weak by using her love. He did so by making her fall in love with him, but something unexpected happened. In the passion and love Tiranton did not expect a child, one he named SabaDrith JhadOrga. However it came to mind that the child had much more of a spiritual and emotional attachment to the mother then the wicked father. Thus when weak and caring for the child Kroven attacked, destroying Sinetra at her weakest and casting her into the realm of darkness, but the deep magic was something he could not control. Sinetra casted a spell, saving her child from the fathers wrath by forcing the armies and the Lord back to the Abyss and locking him there, using her son as the seal. It was written that if SabaDrith dies, his seal will break and Kroven will be free to roam the lands and destroy all he sees, with none to stop him.

Being of a young demonic age, this Abyss Devil knew not his name, not his race, and simply walked aimlesslly trying to find out what he was and learning from the wild. His wondering stopped when he came across Gringor Frohen, a royal warrior of strength from the northern terrains. Teaching and educating the lost beast like his own son, out of pity for himself and the will to have his memory live on through someone. They lived together traveling the eastern countries where SabaDrith adapted the name, Samayou Tamashii which is a rough translation to Wondering Spirit.

However this happiness ended in Hokaido with the death of Gringor as the young and trained Devil now went on with his life. Traveling other realms and returning to one of the most infamous enemies of his father, Sithenmore, a snake like race of great skillful warriors. Learning of his real name, his past, and unlocking secrets to his past he never knew existed. However from this death he learned a few facts of his past that lead him back to earth to uncover more of his father's deeds.

Moving on with his life as a mercenary and a survivor he has been left alone, fighting for himself to stay alive and honor his mothers memory by never giving in. He find himself traveling to Northern Russia, where a rumored gate was to be that would unleash things from other realms. Upon his presence it was activated and Kroven and His Son had the final battle. SabaDrith unleashing his Lord Forms and fighting his father. The battle lasted not long as each Lord teared at each other, but in the end SabaDrith was victor. Removing his fathers head with his bare hands and devouring it. The mountain falling apart and the gateway destroyed as SabaDrith became his normal self, never to transform again as his Tail grew and he became complete. However badly injured and at the base of the fallen mountain death was for sure. He made his final peace with life but fate decide for him to live. Silent he lay on the mountainside, ready for the death that was sure to come.

However he was rescued by the women he called his wife later on. Her name was Maria Satanus, a wonderful and strong human warrior who married the genderless beast simply for her admiration and love of him. Though Sex was not a part of the relationship they held a very strong bond with one another and Maria had a daughter from her first relationship, a young girl named Mika. Love was between them somehow, and it all ended during a campaign that ended his wife’s and daughters life in a horrible fire when a battalion of soldiers attacked their mountain home. Having lost the closet thing he could call a Wife and along with the closet thing he had to a child he fell into a deep confusion and depression. In his desperation he attempted God's working to bring them back, in his foolish quest driven by love he was punished for his attempt to tread in the feet of Gods, he was cursed with weapons of hatred, meant to kill and ravage life. With nothing left but to move on, he vanished some time from history before returning to the history books on the Realm of Gaia. Now scared, and complete with the Seal his father put on him, forever burned into his body he wonders, searching for something to do with eternity.....

Campaigns

The Akrian Campaign
A war in the Akrian realms, it was one of the most bloodiest wars he had ever fought and where he met Astra Ringoth, one of the strongest female warriors he had ever met. Killing her husband and children she seeks some sort of revenge, but does not wish to kill the beast.

The Kraken Campaigns
A massive war being fought in the Krakentar realm it has been going on almost half of Tama's life and has been absent in the Gaia realm much due to this bloody and insane war.

The Atuka Rebellion
Held in the Wakras realm, these insect people rebelled against their leader with Atuka leading them, a being Tama fought with and holds in high regard.

The Yasr Yakmor
A war between a Yak Folk Race and invaders from another realm these wars lasted only a few years, but was some of the most intense fighting of Melee Tama has ever seen.

The Tristin
The Grosten
The Rik Dom Von
The Flroscence
The Atrith Miss
The Sir Gromlest Campaign
The Religri Amentop
The Amarath Omen Campaign

~{Statistics}~

(Scale 1-20)

Dexterity - 23
Wisdom - 12
Strength - 23
Charisma - 11
Speed - 21
Constitution - 9
Intelligence - 12
Agility - 10
Luck - 8

Strength Characteristics

Estimated Amounts

Overhead -14-17 Megagrams/Tons
Push – 17-22 Megagrams/Tons
Lift - 16-19 Megagrams/Tons
Drag - 18-21 Megagrams/Tons
Throw - 5-11 Megagrams/Tons

Land Speed

185.2 Feet .01 Second
1852 Feet/1 Mile - .10
18520 Feet/10 Miles - 1.0 Second
92600 Feet/50 Miles - 5 Seconds

Average Top Speed - Mach 15-16



Virtue Stats

Brave [100]
Faith [97]


Transcendent Stats

Will -100-
Reflex -89-
Fortitude -65-
Spirit -95-


Accuracy Stats

Evade% 81
Thrust% 92
Punch% 96
Slash% 86
Kick% 79
Blunt% 87
AuGrap% 77
Cut% 34
Catch% 79
Propel% 94
Cast% 0

~{Curses and Techniques}~

The Curse of Kroven
During the Conflict of his birth SabaDrith was cursed by his father that had nasty effects. The effect was blindness, a sight like no other that sees not total darkness, nor color, but shadows and energies. Having a view of the plane he is in from a corporeal view he can see clear as day any energies, forces, and other magical properties along with having senses that reacted to this curse. His ears, skin, all other senses became extremely high thus giving him outer abilities to be a very keen warrior.

Metal Working
With in him is a power of Madness and chaos at its most pure and raw form. An energy source that is unstable and can erupt like a volcano. This energy is mostly attracted to metals of any kind and can actually forge itself into metal or become metal like in many ways. He can summon weapons, makeshift pieces of metal and such to his side at any time in combat. His powers of this energy are limited mostly to outer use but he can increase his skin toughness or summon large plates of metal almost out of thin air. The uses are limited soloy to ones creativity but are limited to simple items, guns and bombs are impossible.

Chaos Energy Infusion
Combing his power over Chaos energy and his incredible high will he can manipulate chaos Energy to infuse or manifest against objects and other forms of energy to gain the upper hand. By simply willing it he can force an object too be infused with the chaos and by there control it too any means he wishes as well as other forms of energy to destroy or repel them. Control over another being is possible but over all becomes a true battle of will.

Style of the Raging Fist
His most deadly form of combat also called "Breaker" style for short this combat style focuses on powerful single shot blows that like a wrecking ball destroy everything in their path. The style is not all about strength but rather being in tune with one’s physical body and spirit by channeling all emotions, feelings, and what is known as "Inner strength" into a single blow. The free style flowing form of it is hard to counter and is effective against both physical and spiritual beings. The power of the style derives from channeling all the bodies flowing energy and life into the attacks, where a normal punch would bruise a punch from a Raging Fist student would shatter ribs.


Samuel Tyson

Dangerous Prophet


Michael Noire

PostPosted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 7:34 pm


Handle: Michael Noire
Full Name: Anthon Michael Noire
Original Name:Unknown
Background on the Name: In a world not unlike our own, a young boy lost his family to violence amidst political revolution. The boy sold everything he owned, traveled across the Ocean, and attempted to reunite with distant relatives. Unknown to the boy, his parents were united in forbidden love, their two families being mutual bigots of the others' heritage. Cast out in the streets as a worthless half breed, the young boy wandered to the coast and north to the deserts whereupon he began to grow thin, his sun burned skin cracking and bleeding, already ill from weeks subsisting on rats and insects. Shortly before perishing, the young boy was seized by a malevolent entity, possessed by a being that consumed and merged with his soul. This being had been imprisoned since the time of the Old Ones, who thought they had managed to destroy it before their first conquests began aeons ago. Weeks passed and the soul of the boy, bitter and lonely, empty and driven, began to rise to the conscious surface of the maelstrom of souls.
Meanwhile, a traveler wandering down from the mountains to the North East came across the apparent corpse, and kicking it, discovered a living, nearly mindless being suitable for servitude. The boy was carried on the traveler's shoulders for several miles to a monastery, where he was cleaned, bandaged and fed. Shortly afterward, he began his long career of training in the art of political assassination. Day and night he trained his physique and psyche, and very quickly developed an interest in obscure techniques passed down from the time of Tibetan masters. His instructors initially attempted to balance out his training, but discovered quickly his lust for pain.

Eventually his ability to manifest secret techniques began to rival elder students, and the normally harsh demands for balanced training waned until he performed his first successful mission, killing a man with pure thought. There could be no accounting for his rapid ascent, nor a comparison among the students. Only the ancient master and the woman traveler could rival him, and even she was beginning to be surpassed. At this point, the time line splits in two radically different directions. While returning from one of many recent missions, the young man, calling himself Anthon Noire, was suddenly struck down by a force beyond his comprehension. An immeasurable entity of apocalyptic reckoning, primordially familiar yet rendering even that first possession a mere whisper...

It was Destiny. His Destiny, and darkness shone as light in its shadow. Far beyond the reaches of space and time, in a realm beyond reality and reckoning, sitting upon a void crudely outlining a throne of bones, was the Dark Man. Surrounding him was the endlessness of oblivion, and encapsulated in his countenance was every memory of every soul in every world - worlds whisked out of existence. Great and Noble souls, divine and infernal entities. The insane, and the erudite. Primitive and primal, powerful and impotent. Dependents, lovers, and warriors. Nothing, no purpose, no reason, no intelligence. It was as if the grand purpose of the infinite cosmology had come crashing down into a single transfixed point and fulfilled its purpose, and now there was nothing.

Even as Anthon began to be sucked into the oblivion of the figure in the vision, his myriad souls screaming in agony, something happened. The vision began to simultaneously expand outward and reverse. Only it did not stop with the presence of the spectator, whose' presence was as naught. Anthon's vision of events suddenly took the first person of the throned figure, as their memory unwound revealing every Perception and every action the figure had experienced. The shock was incalculable. Worlds without number, universes upon universes, dimensions shredding back into existence, the rules of reality appearing as mere sketches on a piece of glass, writing, rewriting, erasing. Bodies running backward with tidal waves settling into rivers on planets uncreated and obliterated, reforming into distant gas giants and asteroid belts cycling in a wicked pattern. Personality surrounding his awareness, personifications of evil, death, love and hate, personifications of justice, mercy, and faith. Incarnations of immortality dancing around dining deities on the ship set sail upon a stellar ocean. Stars blinking back into existence after being un-destroyed by a dreadful sentient city whose future had yet to be written yet now unwound into the past.

Visions of the past, present and future, visions of place near and lightyears beyond, expanding universes contracting, infinite possibilities shining in the reflection of his eyes, and then,

unmade.

Anthon Noire woke, the bleeding eyes opened, and a whirlwind danced where his mind once rested. The possessing entity was no more. His perception of self was no more. His anger, and ego had vanished with his memory, consumed in the whirlwind. After some time, he began to be able to recall what had happened in his own life - his parents, the riots, a long journey across the sea. He recalled being abandoned by his grandmother, and the woman who carried him across the desert to the Monastery. But he also had a strange sensation of dread. He now understood. He could see the path he was on and realized what he was.
'In the end, we are choice'
He decided not to make a bad one. With that decision, the whole of existence would forever be changed, for the Dark Man had been written out of history... No, that's not quite right. It is far more accurate to say, the Dark Man had reached back, and written himself out of existence.

Anthon Noire had a brother, and from the endless hurricane of what was once his memory, he drew the name. Michael. Taking the name initially as his Middle name, he later dropped the Anthon, marking a distinction between the two paths. Was the entity completely erased from existence? Could such a being, - beyond the concept of god and man, truly be erased? Michael Noire never desired to find out. Something about the new Path contained potential that one never had. Potential latent with hope and promise for something better. Hope for something more promising than oblivion.

Race Half Japanese - Mother's Side, from the Fujiwara clan; half Dutch - Father's Side, descendant of Kiliaen van Rensselaer. His mother and father were forbidden to marry and fled to America, where they specialized in Art and Design. Anthon was the older of two boys, by two years. As mentioned previously, his mother, father, and brother were killed during a riot. As both of his parents were disowned, he is forbidden to contact relatives from either side of the family.

Age Michael Noire will be 29 years old on July 20th, although he typically looks several years younger than his actual age.
Height 5 '11
Weight 122 lbs (body mass index of 17)
Physical Description Michael Noire has the body of a svelte supermodel. This figure was developed by a mix of heavy isometrics, tricking, sword work, and thousands of hours training in water. His skin is a super pale olive closer to color of the palest Shiro Kashi wood of Japan, almost the color alabaster. His eyes are the color of shimmering pomegranate and his hair is a raven black A-line clipped in Visual Kei[4:37] style with Tanzanite reflections.
Clothing Description Noire's wardrobe rotates depending on his location and the task at hand. He typically ranges between a business outfit; traveler's clothing such as tough cotton pants, boots and shirts; hiking and mountaineering gear, as is common to Tibetan Nomads; and his more common martial arts outfits, such as Hakama and Gi. Noire typically wears a martial arts Gi constructed of heavy cotton, light silk, or heavy spider silk, depending on the occasion, season, and location. His Hakama range from black to unembroidered white, and translucent patterned silk with Lotus Blossoms.
Weapons & Equipment Noire is familiar with the traditional use of several martial arts weapons ranging from Escrima sticks to Samurai swords. He is also familiar with the tools and implements of political assassinations both classical and modern. Primarily, he chooses to wield a White Oak Bokuto from Japan, having retired his Purple Heart Bokuto for personal reasons. While he could wield a more solid impact grade hickory bokuto, or some exotic composite weapon, he chooses the Shiro Kashi blade for its reliability and relative availability. He also has a blade folded 1,000+ times, although there appears to be nothing else extraordinary about it, despite the Hebrew Engravings. It is typically this weapon one refers to if assuming he is wielding a lethal weapon.
Skills and Style Michael retired from his duties as an assassin before Lu Bu was first built. He has trained and worked on the development of Jitsu-No-Ken for over Five years. Unlike many martial arts, Jitsu - No - Ken (Kenjitsu) is not a derivative art form, but the practical results of a completely new system of Philosophy. Like the philosophy, Kenjitsu is still in development, but several aspects of the form have already been codified:
  • All Truth is consistent with itself. Every Lesser Truth leads back to some greater Truth. Anyone who has known real Truth can recognize it again. Thus if some idea is brought to his attention, Noire can riddle out whether the principle is true or false, one by one unraveling the mysteries of the universe.
  • As Truth in Kenjitsu is equated with ultimate, immutable reality, no technique is less than a permanent fixture in the cosmos, meaning nothing done in Kenjitsu registers as a paranormal, illusional, psionic, supernatural, or impossible action. In d20 terms, they classify as Extraordinary Abilities (Ex).
  • Practitioners of this discipline master the principles governing addictions and attachments, Freeing themselves. By the same means used to overcome addictions, attractions, grudges, lust, and envy, they also overcome aversions including hatred, phobias, and the general principle of Fear.
  • Completely devoid of attractions and aversions, the mind is also without priorities, inventing decisions as they happen. This makes the individual virtually impossible to predict, and completely invisible to the hand of Destiny.
  • Kenjitsu students may predict the actions and decisions of opponents with a probability of success dependent on the intensity and number of attachments the opponent possesses. An opponent with no priorities, phobias, manias, or other vices cannot be predicted in this way.
  • A master of truth can recognize deception as a stain upon white silk. In other words, arts relying on deception, including bluffs, stealth, hidden features, illusion, disguise, and most forms of strategy fail outright.


PostPosted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 3:31 pm




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The screams from inside

Garb me fancy


Name:
-First: Shiori/ Rhiza
-Middle: Amaterasu/ Saphira
-Last: BloodMoon/ Amaterasu
.Aliases: The Fallen Angel, The Mistress of Black Flame, The Heathen Angel.
Age:
-Appears to be in her late teens or early twenties.
-True age: 100 (spent 4 years within Hell.)
-Birthday: Dec. 24, Capricorn
Birthplace: The Land Below/ the Demonic realm, southern region.

Rank: High Lady of the Southern and Western regions of The Land Below.

Resides: Within the Human Realm/ Gaia/ Within the stronghold of The Paragon

Race: Fallen Angel; Known as a derogatory term for a demon who has human blood.

Blood type: Unknown
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Family:
Daughter:
(Fallen Angel)
Aine BloodMoon

Husband:
(Human)
Kenzo Tenma

Mother:
(Immortal)
Zaku Amaterasu

Father:
(Demon)
Rheva BloodMoon

Brother(s):

Lodyrsse
Xion
Arrid
???

Cousin(s) :< Alive>
Uncle :< Deceased, Killed by Rheva to gain control over his lands>
Aunt :< Deceased, Killed after she refused Rheva>
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Height: "5'7 1/2"
Weight: 123lbs
Measurements:
-Breasts: 36c
-Waist: 23
-Hips: 39
Feet: 8 1/2

Appearance:
Hair: Knee-length silverish white hair that curls and winds about her face and has a blood-colored tint in the metallic coloring.
Eyes:
-left: The iris is crimson like that of freshly spilled blood. The cornea, a deep black instead of white.
-right: The pupil is a slit like that of a feline while the iris is a deep golden rod.
Skin: A crisp caramel-color with a pair of black stripes on her right cheek. On her left are four circles in the form of a cross. Her lips are colored darkly, a deep crimson like that of her left eye. On her left arm are black runes that black runes that continue down her hip. On the flat of her chest is The Seal of the Chimera King. Decorating the small of her back are continuous runes like that on her arm, but not on her right, instead of the intricate design is a barcode that represented the time she spent within the Heavenly Gates.
Piercings: Her ears are pierced four times each. Four studs in her left while her right only has three and an upside-down hanging cross.
Appendages:
.A pair of elven-like ears.
.Claws.
.Fangs.
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Desired side: Grey, there is no black and white. Only grey. For everyone has done something in repentance and everyone has sinned.

Occupation: Hand for heir; Works within the paragon, but still enjoys to be paid for assassinations, and other works. She is also an avid thief

Fighting style:
-KageFushicho:
The KageFushicho: 'Shadow Phoenix' fighting style originated within the confines of the BloodMoon clan. It deals attacks that contain a special fire as dark as shadows and named 'JiHi' or Hellfire for it this power was handed down from Izanagi himself to the Blood Moon’s foundering creator; Ketsueki no Cruix.
The objective of such an attack to quickly incapitate the opponent with a singular throwing of one's energy into the opponent to disrupt their inner life-flame. Which is set within a person’s chest at the very center to connect to the rest of a person’s inner mechanisms.
KageFushicho is not aggressive; it is more of a dancing style of fighting with fluid movements of the body and simple blocks that easily translate into an attack. Strikes are dealt with the palms, fingertips and legs with swift jabs that send 'JiHi' through the nervous system.
‘JiHi’ can even be sent through the hands in a sort of energy blast though this sort of attack is dangerous to both parties. The victim is, yes, attacked and could easily sustain great injury while the attacker is always scarred from the attack. The heat from the attacks burns the hands, wrists, and feet horribly, scarring the flesh.

Powers:
JiHi: ‘Hellfire’ She uses this power less than most. A shadowed flame that is known solely for its need for true mastery before use. It can easily be fatal to the user.

Shadow manipulation: An art that the clans within the BloodMoon and DeathBringer clan that is practiced and seemed to be mastered before the age of 10. This art is used more frequently than all else. The manipulation can create, dismantle and even allow teleportation. The teleportation is only accessible if shadows are nearby and can only be teleported to other shadows. It creates portals as well as a slower means of transportation.

Reincarnation: Like that of her mother, Shiori is able to be reincarnated after a slaying or even a natural death, which has never happened. It can only be accessible if she gives up a few years from her new life.
Cruix: Her other half is always accessible. Cruix is unfortunately the only power she can not control. She has her own mind and is known for her discontent towards rules and works solely on impulse rather than reason. She is blood thirsty and unlike Shiori, has no problem with drinking it as nourishment.

Weapons:
KetsuekiHoshiMon A 7ft sickle that retracts and expands at will. It bores the mark of the damned and absorbs the blood of its victims.
Jigoku
Tengoku
Rengoku
The three blades of salvation and damnation. Jigoku ‘hell’ is referred as this for its demonic properties. It was the katana of her late father and was used to decapitate him. It is said to hold his spirit energy within. Tengoku ‘Heaven’ was her mother’s katana. It was forged from the blessed metal from the ‘Spear of Destiny’ and holds significant holy powers. Rengoku ‘Purgatory’ is her own blade and has unknown properties for it is barely used.
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History:

"The history of one such as myself can only be brought into words, but not ones that belay feelings..."

Shiori Amaterasu BloodMoon or Rhiza Saphira BloodMoon was born to the demon lord by the name of Rheva BloodMoon and a immortal mother by the name of Zaku Amaterasu. This bond was not from the emotion of love, but better yet a union of two powerful forces in hopes for a stronger brand of demon; stronger than the norm and unfeeling towards their prey. This demon would be smarter, better and known only to be Rheva's tool rather than child. Alas, this did not come to pass. Zaku gave birth to a half-demon child instead of a half-demon, half-immortal and named her after for her likeness to her lady Amaterasu. Zaku took care of this child even after she was blinded by Rheva's men for treason. The demon lord wanted nothing to do with such a child and cast them off to the Southern lands of his estate while he lived with his First wife and three sons. Being the youngest and only female entitled Shiori, rather than her brother, her father's riches and estates for female rulers were hard to come by and a High Lady was thought to more sacred than a High Lord.

Seeing this, Rheva made a visit to the Southern region on his daughter’s 9th birthday. Excitement coursed through the child as she quickly made her way towards her father’s chambers only to be slain at that the moment she entered the room. It did not take long for Zaku to return home and find her daughter laying in a pool of her own blood. Major lactations to her jugular and a katana buried deep within her stomach. Seeing it was the only way, Zaku took her to the men who created her; The Amaterasu clan and pleaded for them to help her. Using what power she had left, Zaku sealed the BloodMoon elder; Cruix of the Blood within Shiori’s body, reanimating her, but at a cost. Shiori was unable to live without the sacrament of Christ’s blood. Without blood, the curse that she held on her chest would drain her body dry of blood. After Shiori was completely healed, it was apparent that they would have to flee the surrounding countries within Rheva’s rule. So, changing their names; Zaku became Ko-no-Hana, a wandering miko and Rhiza became Shiori, her ward,

The powerful Zaku had put down her weapon for a higher power and Shiori respected her for this. In turn, this became Shiori's life. She became a miko for her Lady Amaterasu like her mother and spent her time cleaning alters and feeding those who came to her from the nearest town; The Haven. The Haven was a town of mercenaries, pick-pockets and killers, though she was different from them, they accepted her. Something people who looked just like her never did. Instead of the major mansion in the South, they lived in a wooden hut that held only a bed and a few necessities, but contentment was better than riches...

It ended on her 10th birthday. The race council was baffled by the apparent attempt of the Lord of the angelica’s death. Then again, it was clear as day who had sent the assassins to kill the Lord... Rheva BloodMoon. It ended in a bloodbath at all four of the lord's estates. His first and third wives were killed in the crossfire of attacks and so was his youngest son that his third wife held within her womb. Zaku was soon found at the temple, feeding the hungry. It only took one attack to take the ex-warrior's life. (Since she immortal, she'd just be reincarnated.) Shiori, on the other hand, was captured and sentenced as a prisoner of war and the daughter of their enemy. The only members of her family that were in attendance were her uncle and cousin. She spent 5 years within the stronghold of the prison and upon release, she fled from her father's grasps once more and came to the human realm.

In keeping her new name, she give Cruix her old one and went on a journey… She wandered the lands of the humans, but soon came upon a immortal Shinobi by the name of Hyro who in turn became a mentor. Within such a relationship bloomed a new feeling within Shiori. One of love that she knew would never be returned for the ex- samurai could not feel. It hurt for him to even smile towards her, but this only made her more determined to have him as her’s. So, she did. Their love was poisonous though. She felt a strong need to be useful for him, to comprehend what she could not, but this made her love for him stronger. Even after he had faded from her grasps, she held onto his soul within herself, loving the man more and more everyday. It destroyed her that she could not hold his once more or even feel his weight upon her, his arms crushing her slender frame to him. That is when she met Kenzo…

"I feel nothing for what once was... That is all behind me now... I want a clean start... With you in my arms… I will guide thy footsteps forward and shield you from even my darkness…"

Tenma, Kenzo is all that she ever wished for in Hyro. He showed her the love and comfort that she begged for and even though he can not see her smile, Shiori makes it known. She bore his daughter; Aine and continues to live her life for their sole existence.

Though, upon her life in the human realm, she has learned of her father's death by the hands of her cousin and also the death of her uncle by the hands of her father. Though she shall mourn for her uncle, it was apparent that Shiori would one day return to the realm of demons to spit on her father's grave... Shiori has grown into a strong young female.. Just as her father had wanted for his child and that greatly conflicts with her new life among her husband and child…

"I am what I did not want... I am his child and I was damned from the beginning..."


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PostPosted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 10:24 pm


Name: Josie ----------

Maiden Name: Josie Chantal, though she's never shared it with anyone. None have asked, and so in the meantime she goes by "Josie" in the same sense that Madonna and Prince use only their first name.

Title: Muse

Origins: Earth Beauvais, France

Birthdate: May 18, 1987

Height: 5'0"

Weight: Approximately 103 pounds.

Race: Chimagin. Chimagin originate from (Earthly) Japan, and there are two ways one can be "born." Either two of the species come together with the intention of perpetuating their kind, or a corpse is resurrected by one, and becomes a Chimagin by "rebirth" (Josie is the latter, having died giving birth to Amberle, buried by Tamashii and then dug up by her dear friend Kichiro). They are imbued with greater strength and speed than their appearance may allow, the ratio being 4:1 (the attributes of four average human beings is equal to one Chimagin). They also have two unique abilities aside from their superior senses: one, that they have control over one of seven distinct Chakra points and abilities pertaining to that Point, and two, that they can exert control over specific aspects of their body, from shutting down their reproductive system to staving off starvation by slowing their own metabolism. In fact, their advanced strengths and weaknesses are often the result of extreme tampering.

Josie's Chakra point is the heart, granting her healing powers.

Appearance: Josie

A lithe, dark-haired creature (she recently started dying her hair brown) nearly unrecognizable from the bright, bubbly personality of several months ago. Since her return from a lengthy disappearance with Kenji Hood she has lost several pounds, which has taken the roundness from her face. She no longer looks like a child; rather the woman she was supposed to be has emerged several years later. Her eyes -once a light brown- were sapped of their color in an underground incident that left them gray. Now they reflect the colors of objects close to her face (most prominently blues and violets).

Blood: O-

Skin Tone: Tan; French

Eye Color: Slate Gray

Hair Color: Inky Black

Preferred Hand: Right

Personality: With her lack of a stable childhood to act as a foundation, Josie used to spend most of her time acting like a child to make up for it. But now that she's matured she has a vicious temper and a wicked sense of humor; she resembles Kenji in that respect.

Oddly enough, she's usually very sweet. Unfortunately she also makes a habit of being sarcastic, hence her, "Wicked sense of humor." When she doesn't get what she wants her bad temper can make her as pleasant as a crocodile with a toothache.

Mental Stability: Surprisingly... she's been "fixed." Where once she was a skittish thing who would run from her own shadow Josie can face anything (or thinks she can). The unknown is no longer an issue. The only thing that can truly set her off beyond all reasoning is the presence of young children. Infants are not the issue; anything between the age of 5 and 13 can send her into fits of rage rarely matched. The reason? When her parents died and she was put into a foster home she was mute for more than a year. Being as small as she was she was the perfect target for teasing... and teased she was. So now she refuses to put up with it from the little shits. Period.

Her own children are the exception to the rule. Even so she often sends them to spend time with close friends or relatives.

Hearing: Advanced.

Visual Perception: Sharp, with much attention to detail although she doesn't show it.

Marital Status: Single

Children: Pymer Clause (Vanished, Presumed Dead), Lyra & William (Twins; Divorced), Amberle (Grown, Alienated), Rebbecca & Desmond (Grown)

Siblings: None.

Skills: Summoning, Illusion, Healing (which does not rely on magic, but her Chakra Point, meaning that it takes longer than the quick-cast spells she uses on a daily basis).

Dislike(s): Spiders, Drugs?, young children

Weapons: Josie always has a seven-inch silver dagger strapped to either calf which can be drawn from a crouch. She can be taught to use other weapons (and has used them) but does not carry them with her.

Inventory: ----------

Recent History: Though she had forgotten her history through magical means (Josie no longer felt she could deal with the world but, being the coward that she is, could not take her own life and instead chose to forget) she has since been recovering her memory in leaps and bounds. As a result of the steady flood of past experiences going through her skull she is in a delicate state of equilibrium between "psychotic" and "managing."

She has started to have dreams unrelated to her memory recovery. Or are they..?

Closest Friends: N/A

Enemies: Kenji Hood

Heroes: Peppa Clause, Kichiro Oda

Favorite Song(s): ----------

Weakness(es): Small children, loud noises, persistent darkness (abyssal).
PostPosted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 12:31 am


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-------------Births------------xoxo


Human
When: 981 years ago
Where: A small village not far from the house of Dracula. In that village people were very religious and believed that through faith they could survive the vampire attacks. Though, it did work for a while shortly after me leaving that place it became the city of vampires and is still known to this day as the city of dead.
To who: Mother- Lucille Blackwood
Father- William Hartman


Vampire
When: 961 years ago
Where: Just outside the village she grew up in. One day, after she had turned twenty, she had met this mysterious stranger who told her to meet her outside the village in the woods and their love could never be broken. Helena went and that night she got bit by her sire and was an inch from death when he blessed her with his own blood. After that, her human body and soul died and now she walks the earth as a vampire.
To who: One of the original vampires, with the ancient blood and the powers of all, Marius Von Tine.




--------Characteristics--------xoxo


Gender: Female
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 117 lbs
Eye Color: ((from pupil to white)) electric blue, sea blue, black
Hair Color: Jet black with a slightly red tint that can only be seen in light
Appears to be: 20 years old
Race: Pure Vampire
Alignment: Evil
Misc: She has snake bites, and a barcode tattoo on her right hip



--------xoxo-------History of this Vampire -------xoxo--------


      Helena was born to a lowly fisherman and a ladies maid back in the 11th century. The village was small and quiet, other then the various attacks from the vampires. Being so close to the prince of blood’s home, that was to be expected. She grew up in a little shack with not much money, education or hope of a future. Her mother molded her to take over her position when she got too old to work as a ladies maid and her father did nothing to her other then beat her mother and rape her. Life in her life wasn’t exactly happy. Having a father who slept with her didn’t endear her to the men in the city and so she lived for sometime by herself, getting abused and assaulted from everyone and eventually her father shoved her into a life of sleeping around for money by the time she was twelve. Eight long years she slept with men, women and groups at a time. She hated herself, but most of all her father. When her twentieth birthday rolled along, she was pleasantly surprised to get a visitor. He said he was dashing and asked her to be his bride. Wanting to get away from everything she agreed and was told to meet him in the woods just beyond the village that night.

      When that night came along, she hurried herself to the woods only to find that he was not there. She had almost given up hope when she had heard a branch crack behind her. Excited, she turned around and what she found was the dashing man, who had predominant fangs. That night her human body died. She had most of her blood drained from her body and had taken the poison to save her life. Drinking from her sire, she left the world she knew behind and entered into a new world. Full of blood, revenge and anything else she wanted. After that night, she went back to her families house and slaughtered them all. Her mother was first for having let her be put through all she had been and she slowly killed her father and watched the life leave his eyes.

      For years that is how she spent her life. Killing and draining the blood of hundreds. As times moved, the world she knew stayed the same. Eventually she started to move around. Staying in Japan for a while, she picked up a sword and was suddenly not too welcome there. After another hundred years she fell asleep. Drowning out everything only to be awoke once more to a new world full of life and people.


xoxo------- Personality -------xoxo--------


Helena has a charming personality full of sensual vibes and broken promises. She became a vampire and took on all its traits. She is slightly playful and loves a good bout but deep down is looking for someone to put up with and maybe call a friend.


-------- xoxo------------Things To Know------------xoxo


Fighting Style
While Helena is over 900 years old, she never got formal training in any kind of combat. While this is a downfall of hers, she works with her weapons after teaching herself how to at least pick them up and swing them around. She is also very practiced in the art of magic and can do some things that some practitioners can never do.


      Powers

        Immortality: Never ending life. The only way to kill her type of vampire is to decapitate it or to drink the very last drop of a victim.
        Invulnerability: Incapable of being hurt, while Helena herself can gather minor wounds, they usually heal by the next day.
        Shape-Shifting: Taking the shape of something that is not herself. Helena takes great pride in changing between different kinds of animals and into other people to get things she wants.
        Hypnosis: An artificially induced trance state resembling sleep, characterized by heightened susceptibility to suggestion. Often Helena will use this to lure her pray into their doom.
        Telepathy: Reading others minds and emotions. A useful thing.
        Telekinesis: The ability to move things with ones mind. Another useful thing especially in combat.
        Raising the Dead: Exactly what it sounds like. After years of practice, Helena can temporarily restore life to the dead to help her in combat.
        Talking to Animals: A useful thing for one who is often left alone.


      Weapons

        Arm Blades: She usually carries these in a bag on her back.
        Long Katana: Often worn at her side. The long blade is serrated for maximum damage.

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PostPosted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:09 pm


::N a m e::
Bleu Smith
:: G e n d e r ::
Male
:: A g e ::
Twenty-six
:: A l l i a n c e::
The Belles
:: W e a p o n s ::
Dual Jericho 941 Standards.
9x19 Luger / Parabellum calibar. 1092 g in weight, 210 mm in length, 115 mm barrel length, 15 (9mm) or 12 (.40) rounds in magazine capacity. His most infamous weapons, and his favorites to use. Though Bleu doesn't have the best of aim, he's fairly decent and hits about 89.6% of the targets he's attempting to hit. Most of the time he does hit his target, though not in the specific places (ie; needing to blow head off, but hitting th neck or chest, causing shock to his victim, cardiac arrest, and inevitable death).
Benchmade Butterfly
4.2" Weehawk Plain Edge with Spring Latch. Naturally, Bleu is a master at hand-to-hand, so throwing knives or knife-combat is just like throwing punches with blades. He's skilled at combat with knives, though he would probably rather use his pistol, or his firsts more so.
Hand Grenades
Explosives. Simple. Bleu uses these when he's needing to clear out a large place in an assorted amount of time. This is probably when he's a one-man-band charging into the over-taken facility of, let's say enemies running it. It doesn't take much skill to pull a pin with your teeth and throw, but he does only use them if there is a crafty plan to follow.

:: C o m b a t ::
Jeet Kune Do.
Bruce Lee being one of Bleu's idols as a kid, he went into the practice of Jeet Kune Do (it's not about the power, it's about the flow). It's through this philosophy that he had never lost a fair hand-to-hang battle.
French Kickboxing.
Bleu, though he has never quite practiced the style, has a penchant for the kicks of French Kickboxing. His tall legs allow him to follow this style very easily, and the blows from these particular kicks can be devistating. If you enjoy a shattered skull, go right on ahead.

:: P e r s o n a l i t y ::
Bleu hides away from his past for the most part due to a horrible time growing up and an incident that could never be taken back. Rarely does he look at old pictures or even visit the old sights he used to witness as a child (though some are hard to ever burry). Due to this hiding, he has subjected himself to a variety of drug addictions, toiling with the never-ending strands of addiction to Heroin, Cocaine, Marijuana, Morphine, and a variety of alcoholic beverages (hopefully over the 98 proof mark). These illegal suffocations make him irritable, cold, cruel, and paranoid. The only way you can deal with a job, is when you’re too high to care so the guilt wont get you later, in the words of Bleu.
Though Bleu is obviously psychotically paranoid, and takes medications for his developed psychosis, he’s intelligent. A degree in forensic sciences and criminal justice can only prove the on-going book smarts of the man. Not to mention his previous experiences in the police field had managed to give Bleu hints on how the tact forces worked on underground criminal activity, or even organized crime. Though he is intelligent in these aspects, he holds himself back with the amount of alcohol he pours into his body. Instead of calculated shiftiness being on his exterior, he comes out as rude and sinister rather then confident and intelligent.
Bleu has a weird sense to define the things around him, which often gets mixed up within the norms of thinking. Bleu has the tendency to twist things around in his mind’s eye, providing interesting views on life as a whole. An example of this mixed up sense of philosophy, is that he is already the walking dead ever since birth, and that life itself is a giant dream to eventually die (awake) and become born. Only the actions you accomplish define what the other life will be like, and he already knows he’s screwed up way too much to even begin to try to shift it all around. This belief makes him reckless. Another belief of Bleu’s is that he is technically incapable of dying due to recent, and not-so-recent experiences that had been bestowed upon him.
Bleu smith is quite possibly the least romantically driven male you would possibly make out in the entire world. It’s not that he has not had the time for romance, just the idea of it makes him feel it’s a waste of time and space. Though on multiple occasions (without any real trace of relationship), Caesar tried to melt that ice around his heart, but had disappeared, leaving that rose colder then ever. Nowadays Bleu attempts to stay away from that side of his personality, only ending up snorting and turning his nose up at the very objective of romantic maturity. He wasn’t always like this, but that’s what life does: breaks you down, rips you up. The only thing that Bleu truly hates, is feeling alone. After being trained for so many years, you’d think that his father’s words would have stuck better when he said to keep people at a distance – unfortunately not.
Bleu has a distinct loyalty to just a few forces in the universe. Notably, those forces are: The Belles, Stacatto, and his father in that order. He holds a definite love for the Belles, though he hardly shows it. His respect is above the roof, though his sense of respect is more along the lines of “you’re alive, so be happy”, rather then the usual bowing. However, even though snappy at Stacatto, he is like the man’s – how should we say? – puppy. Without him, he would probably be lost which others would probably think is completely pathetic, though Bleu easily could tell them to go to tell. As for his father, he hated, and still hates the man, though he still has a sense of honor for his family as messed up as they are – wherever they may be – since they had moved after his first death.
Bleu has a strange sense of happiness once in a while, whether it be induced by nostalgia, situations, or drugs. The man does have a beautiful smile and a quirkier, loving side: it’s just hard to dig underneath to find the more vulnerable pieces of Bleu. Plus, when you do find the pieces, you’ll find that they’re incredibly shattered. Whether it be from the bad house life, or the horrible events that proceeded him at work when he actually cared for people – for that small time – it can’t be helped that the hideous front he puts up, is bogus to keep his father happy, and himself safe. Last time he tried to help someone, he ended up in a damn coma. It’s just the cognitive ideal that no matter what, they’ll always die, and he’ll never be the one that wins.

:: B i o g r a p h y ::
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:: F a m i l y ::
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:: A p p e a r a n c e ::
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:: H e i g h t ::
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:: B l o o d ::
AB Rh negative


Profile edits to come:
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__Biography edited.
PostPosted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 12:03 pm



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Hyro Hanketsu

Dangerous Prophet

PostPosted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 12:16 am


Name
~First: KEnzo
~Last: Tenma
~Aliase: The blind Demon
Age
~Looks to be in his mid twenties to early thirties
~True age unspecified
~Date of birth: Unknown
~Place of birth: The fields of the Paragon
Title:
~Doshu
~Father
~second in command to the Paragon family
Race:
~Unknown but is human as far as others can tell
~Blood type: None

Family:
Wife: Shiori BloodMoon

Children:
{Daughter}
~Aine BloodMoon

Siblings:
{Brothers}
~Hyro Shindo
~Luca

Nephew:
~Koji Shindo

Parents:
~Unknown

Height: 5'8
Weight: 180lbs

Appearance:
Hair: Brislteing silver hair that rremains soft and has a white shine or natural highlight
Eyes: Although calist they are a bright golden yellow in color
Skin: tan, slightly rough or hard

Abilities:
~Hightened sences
~Farsight
Techniques:
~Unspecified
Story


A Samurai turned Shinobi and a Shaolin Monk turned Brawler once walked the earth, sharing a bond that could not be broken. Both endured much pain, much suffering yet their pure strength of will lead them on to continue their own individual struggles until fate had brought them together as long lost blood brothers of tragedy. As years had gone by they both fought side by side as one completed the other, twin warriors of epic proportion sought battle in all directions which one day costed them their very lives.
Hords of soldiers surrounded the Shinobi in an attempt to end him but what was not anticipated was that his brother would be more than a match but an equal to this legendary ninja.

They stood on the battle field as they took on beings from the bowels of hell to the highest reaches of heaven. All fell in their wake as they fought on, refusing to fall even once. They did not fight for recognition, they did not fight for power over empires nor for personal gain....they had fought because they had nothing left to loose but one another. They would rather die together than separate thus they fought on a battle field of snow that turned red because of the countless bodies that riddled the ground with blood. Their struggle had not ended until all snow had long melted as the summer skies radiated heat down upon them, sending their fighting spirit a blaze.

Hyro the Shadow of Iga...A samurai of great skill that had become shinobi of infinite capability stood firmly beside his brother known as the Shaolin Outcast called Luca who truly mastered the art of the elements. Together they fwarted armies and the massive body count grew daily but they were not able to proceed much longer, death was their only option for they would not run.

In a combined effort all the elements around them had been fused into a massive ball of energy then its essence was absorbed through both warriors giving them the strength to stand for but a few moments longer and take out as many as the could until they could no longer fight. They stood on the field of battle back to back as their energies erupted in a cataclysmic flurry of chaos that rained down upon the land leaving their enemies in awe as they had been forced to retreat or die as they had been caught in the genocidal attack. Unfortunately the brothers of legend had secede to exist as all that was left was a pile of seared flesh that could not be deciphered from the countless dead on the ground before them.

Since then a new being seemed to arise from their ashes. The spirit of these two warriors would live on through him as he carried the memories of the fallen as they had joined as one and returned to the realm of man. In doing so they're sight had been sacrificed in order to claim new life yet the world would still not yet be ready for this new warriors legend that had yet to begin as he would follow in the ways of his past lives.

"I have walked through the plains of oblivion and have been swallowed into a see of never ending darkness that I was to apply to the world before me. I have been beaten and brused as this tool of war has been shaped into a blind warrior of valor and honor. I may be blind but what I have seen, some could only imagine....I am the Doshu....Tenma Kenzo....Master of the way"

Hyro had once had a women in which had had fallen in love with, however now that he had passed this love lasted only through the feelings of Kenzo. He could not understand these feelings nor could he understand his very reason for being but he acted on them and made this women his wife. Her name is Shiori, through her he can see happyness and has brought into this world a daughter. But even though Kenzo seemed to be at peace, the souls of the fallen warriors who resided within him wished to return to the world of men as Kenzo did. Their thoughts and previous actions tormented his mind until he would take it upon himself to force them out.

But he did not know if he would remain in this world thus he took the best attributes of each fighter and kept them for himself. In order to be fair for they had given him life, he parted with the rest and the two souls returned to their state of being but only they were far different than before. Hyro was now most impure bent on death and sinful acts as well as wishing to reclaim what was left of his soul and resided within Kenzo. Luca was a saint with a grudge against Kenzo and would often attempt to prove that he was stronger through brute force, he did not wish for his soul back but he did believe that Kenzo did not diserve to have calim of his strength. Even so, as they may have had their differances they grant eachother a certain respect that is on such a level that they call one another Brother.
PostPosted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 5:43 pm


Name: Snow
Race: Incubus Human
Age: 21
Height: 6'1''
Weight: 180lbs

:Appearance:

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Weapons: Two dual katanas - both hilts are somewhat longer than average.

- how it may look in use; weapon length may vary depending on his hold -
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Equipments: Armored bracers worn on both arms. Usually hidden underneath the cloaked sleeves.

Specialty: Natural manipulation of water and ice. The swordsman is able to mold and shape water or ice around him with natural ease. All specialties or extended moves branch off of that basic ability he has.

Brief History: Additional info may be given later.

Nightsnow


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PostPosted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 12:26 pm


"The [writer] arises in the morning and, if he has work to do, selects his garb from an unusually extensive wardrobe: he can pull on any sort of shirt, be any sort of person — philosopher, scold, jester, raconteur, confidant, pundit, devil's advocate, enthusiast."
~ E. B. White

I'm rather a fan of having new characters, catered to each rp, rather than forcing old characters to fit, so here you'll only find the common thematic characters I use. I'm always open to playing new and different things, however--just give me an idea, should you like to see certain types be played, and I'll see what I can do. =)

_,.;: *'`'*.Fantasy.*'`'*:;.,_

Race: Angel, or Avian
Name(s): Mitth, Ariane, Chariel, Amitiel, or Rosiel
General Appearance: black or white wings that gleam iridescently, shoulder-length or shorter hair (color varies), expressive eyes (usually blue). Outfit is usually a blouse and skirt, maybe an oversized sweatshirt to hide the wings, or a dress. Light-weight and typically not too tall (e.g. 5'0"). Appears younger than 25 but older than 13 (frequently 16, 19, 20, and 21).
General Personality: stolid/formal (reserved, knowledgeable) or bubbly/curious (almost socially awkward, playful), and dutiful, faithful, virtuous
Alignment: Good, Light
Abilities: Flight, Partial Divinity (if Angel), Light, and/or Wind Manipulation
Weapons: A worn tome, bladed staff, and/or blessed rapier
Drawbacks: Philosophically pondering the world (e.g. right vs. wrong, with justice thrown in-between), understanding humankind (emotions and the like), bound to duty, the past....

>>//Modern||-._,-'*` =>

Occupation: (human) student, most likely in college, superhero sometimes
Name(s): Avery Lee, Sei Nyruo, Celia Larsen, or "Swallow" (if heroine)
General Personality: Friendly, quiet, patient, studious, nice, optimistic
General Appearance: Brown hair a bit shorter than shoulder-length, parted to her right, expressive eyes (usually brown), short (5'0"), and often with a faint smile. Outfit tends to be jeans and T-shirts, maybe an occasional sweatshirt or blouse. Appears young for some in their late teens, early twenties.
Activities: teaching/tutoring a section (if in college), volunteering/community service, and/or robotics
Year: Sophomore/Junior (in college), or Junior/Senior (in high school)
Goals: surviving school, helping others, learning
Strengths: Intelligence, creativity, understanding, technology, teacher approval
Drawbacks: slight social awkwardness, timidness/nervousness, self-effacing, time management, thinking too much

_,./(<Sci-Fi>)|.,_

Species: Reptilian, or human(-like)
Occupation: vagrant, crew member, or bodyguard
Name(s): Mitth'eta'liskeio, or a variant
General Personality: aloof, critical, technologically-oriented, logical, "loyal"
Alignment: questionable
Preferred Weapon(s): magnum/blaster/shotgun, stealth, natural talent
Drawbacks: the quotation marks around "loyal," blinded by revenge possibly


You might notice the lack of history for these, but that's where rp comes in. Being generalities, their histories are subject to change and tweaking and, besides, it's not like your character will have full knowledge of my character's past at first anyway. (I've also gotten the impression that most people don't read such long things anyway....) You might also notice the length discrepancy for the sci-fi section. I don't see much of the genre anymore, so there's less general data for me to exhibit. For gender, I mostly play females, but I have been known to write other parts (especially for sci-fi).



.: RP Writing Style:

(with examples from actual rps)

.: Narration/voice: mainly third-person subjective; character's perception, psychological state, and thoughts
Releasing a puff of breath into the chilly evening air, she thought about his offer before replying. To stay or not to stay.... No one at the university cared when or if students were in their dorms. She pretty much stayed off campus, so no ties there who might wonder about her. Now it was down to whether watching from the outside or inside would be best. The former would be more time effective, given she didn't miss anything; otherwise, the latter would be the surest.
.: Description/detail: vivid, figurative, possible comma abuse
He leans back in the chair, head reclining on the headrest, to survey the array of datacards before him with half-lidded eyes. Silence manifests the room as the rest of the council's attention focuses on him; all the side conversations and whispers have ceased to see what sort of action... The red slits streaking his otherwise azure complexion above the hazy white admiral's uniform enlargen to meet the head correspondent's; his modulated voice slices through the quietude like steel....
.: Characterization: realistic speech pattern, complex characters
"Hey, what are you doi---AHHHHHH!!!" The pain brought tears to her eyes. "Wait, no, don't--ouch--stop--you have to--AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" That one echoed pretty far. She didn't expect him to just jump in--and be so coarse about it. Thus, throughout the whole process, she wasn't quite still. Or quiet. As a matter of fact, she did quite a bit of teary-eyed writhing and squirming.
.: Allusions/references: sometimes researched, others are inside jokes from my life--if you get what I'm talking about XD
Clearing her throat, she inquired, rather formally, "What, may I ask, are you looking in return for your services...?" Of course, everyone obsessed about payment these days. She didn't like it, but it seemed overwhelmingly true, TNSTAAFL: There No Such Thing As A Free Lunch. ((econ reference))
How easy would it be to simply sprout wings and float instead of walking.... she suppressed a grimace as she gripped the pew end, for another aching one-knee descent, before slipping into a west wing pew. The kneeler, although cushioned, still plucked her leg's damaged nerves. Defying the stinging pain, she remained on her knees, head dipped in contemplation. ...But as You, Lord, taught, "Blessed are the meek," so shall I obey. ((Matthew 5:5 ))
PostPosted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:37 pm


Gaia Name: Kenji III

Name: Kenji Hood

Age: 23

Sex: Male

Race: Altered Human

Height: 6'

Weight: 190 lbs.

D.O.B: April 20, 1985


Appearance:


Picture 1

Kenji is tall man with lightly tanned skinned. He is well built much like a professional swimmer or baseball player who doesn't abuse steroids. He is more lean looking than big and bulky. His eyes are dark grey and his hair is jet black that sticks up vertically for a naturally spiky look that he was born with. Battle scars cover his body due to all the fights he has been in all his life. One noticeable scar would be the large gash over his left leg he received from a fight with an armed woman in the Fighter's Guild. Another would be one on his back where Callista Tenma's fiance at the time of HoH 08 stabbed him during a striker. He also is decorated by numerous tattoos all over his body.

Kenji's face isn't ugly like the person he tends to be, yet he isn't gorgeous like the many angels and demons that walk around Gaia as if Heaven and Hell weren't around. He has a relatively normal sized nose and a oval like face. His grin is that of a rattlesnake. When he doesn't shave he grows stubble, but he usually shaves. He has washboard abs and well defined pecks. His arm and leg muscles are greatly defined too.


Personality:


What most people have thought about Kenji Hood for years is that he is a mental case waiting to be sent to the nearest psyche ward and into a straight jacket. That's only at the first or many impressions. He is however not truly insane. He has a set of morals and code so deep into his way of thought that most people don't see it unless they are close to him. He enjoys murder, rape, and just good ole fashioned violence in general. He is loyal to his friends if they are loyal to him. Hell, the fact that he actually has friends should say something about him. Who would want to be a friend with an insanely mad man who talked in grunts and raped things with holes?

Kenji's a smart a** to the biggest degree. His wide knowledge in history and pop culture helps him box in people into categories to give them usually demeaning nicknames or nicknames that describe their current actions or something like that. He enjoys to attack people with words basically. He knows how to push people's buttons very well, both in a bad way and in a good way. At times Kenji has been known to talk people he hardly knew into doing what he wanted them to do because he knows what to say and how to say just like he knows what to say and how to say it to piss people off. It's the same principal to Kenji.

After Heaven or Hell 2008, Kenji changed. He used to be known as one who attacked widly with no thought about what the consequences would be. At times his lust for blood, money, and power did make him partially insane to the point where he would do things without thinking. Now, Kenji thought about his actions. He is the thinker. He no longer just listens to what others say and reacts to it. He gives it thought. He is much more mellow and cool about situations, unless they bring him to a point of emotional breakdown. Granted, which seems harder to do. At times when he is overcome by emotion something from his core comes out and he actually does what he doesn't do. He does good.

Another two things Kenji has been notoriously known for has been his lust for raping women and jealousy. Even after his change his lust didn't stop. It's like a drive in the back of his mind that never stops. It always wants more and more of what he can't get all the time. That goes hand and hand with his envy problem.


Occupation: Leader of the WMD's; Drug lord

Faction: Weapons of Mass Destruction (WMD's)

Family: father Krade Hood, mother Kairy Hood, brother Kold Hood, adopted sister Kana Hood, and a son.

Allies/Friends: Page Wasakii, Tsuki Okami, Sugartooth, Ghost III, Mogar III, Rozalyin Olivaraz, and Sin Kinslayer.

Love Interests: Lady Kai, Kei, and Josie Chantal.

NPC's: The Assets

Enemies: Sieg Ecstuffuan, Makenshi Hayashi, Amalgamation


List of Worlds/Realms/Dimensions/Universes Visited:


- Gaia - The world where Kenji was born. This is where he resides most of the time.

- Earth 1 - This is the most common Earth dimension. It's timeline is exact to Gaia's. So it's in 2009 just like Gaia is now. Kenji visits it on occasion.

- Realm of the Worlds - A realm that's inhabited by many small, themed worlds. Kenji is wanted here for probably hundreds of crimes against their people.

- Vexa - Ertai's dimension.

- Sonia - A world that's mostly water sprinkled by majestic islands. Kenji's been there once and became a captain of a pirate ship.

- Middle Earth - A large world with middle age technology and low level magic. It has many races such as human, Elves, Hobbits, and Dwarfs. Kenji was hired by Saurman here.

- Earth 108 - An alternate dimension Earth where Nazi Germany won World War II. Kenji fought against the Nazis in New York City.

- Earth 1950's Loop - An Earth dimension where the world never gets out of the 50's. Kenji took the guise as a cop here.

- Fantasy Japan - A world in which Japan is the only land mass. Kenji took it over and killed everybody.

- Narnia - A world where animals talk and s**t. Kenji took over and massed an entire army full of mutated animals.

- Earth 2865 - An alternate dimension Earth where global warming has already taken its toll and portals are bringing in visitors from other realms. Kenji was one of those visitors.

- Purgatory - A prison dimension for people who have done bad deeds. Kenji was imprisoned there and escaped.




Biography:


Early Life

Born on April 20, 1985 to Krade and Kairy Hood in Barton Town Hospital at 4:15 AM. At the age of four he had began to take Tae Kwon Doe classes at the local dojo. His sensei described him as "mischieveous and at times rotten". When he turned eight he gotten caught stealing from his school supply store and was snitched on by one his peers. He was escorted to the office to recieve his punishment from the principal. When he entered the office his principal molested him and she later threatened to castrate him if he told anyone about she had done. Shortly thereafter, he began to grow violent and cruel. He even started to have a growing lust for his older sister, Kana.

On Kana's eighteenth birthday, Kenji snapped and raped her while she was in the shower. Disgusted and bother by the fact their kid would do such a thing, his parents sent him away to a special kind of military school for deliquents and miscreants. The school was disguised as a correctional facility called the Military Academy. However it was a training camp that exploited the anger and confusion the children had and turned them into monsters, instead of trying to mediate them to become better people. When he first arrived at the school they put him through a series of tests to see what he was fully capable of. After full examination, they put him in their 'Shock Corp'. There he met Lucy, Toto, and Shift who all became his friends for the time he would stay there. Sometime during his stay at the school, he went back to his old house to where he used to live. He found out his parents had left without telling him. So, he raped and tortured the mother and daughter of the family that moved in in front of the father who was sodomized by Kenji's bo staff and tied up in duct tape. In his final years at the school he was tasked to send a package to a man named Full Metal. Unbeknownist to him and his friends, the package was a large sum of U.S. Dollars. They were intercepted by bandits and the entire team was killed off except for Kenji. The bandits were later killed by Full Metal who said "they were just my ex's friends".

Fighter's Guild vs. Lu Bu Dojo War

The year he met Full Metal, he graduated from the school, and had no where to go. Full Metal offered him a job at The Fighter's Guild, a militaristic like dojo. Here Kenji's job was to be a hit man and carry out his boss's deeds against his enemies. After just a month of staying at guild, Kenji was tasked to go over to a rival dojo and infiltrate it. This dojo was Lu Bu Dojo owned by Sieg E'stuffuan. Here Kenji met Moonglow, a sweet woman who would later become a deadly enemy of his, Makenshi Hayashi, who would later become Kenji's best friend, Kai Arrien, master swordsman who would later become Kenji's rival, and a slew of other people who would change the course of his life forever.

During the first weeks at Lu Bu Dojo, Kenji spent most of his time with Moonglow. He helped her with her problems such as morning sickness and combat training. At the time Kenji had thought he knew everything there was to know about combat since he had went to that school. However Anthon Noire didn't think so and proved it to Kenji by breaking one of his legs. For awhile Noire would teach classes to Kenji and a few other students about various martial arts and about life. Kenji also would spar with Kai and Sieg to enhance his abilities in martial arts. His time during when he was infiltrating Lu Bu was quanit and easy going.

The day of the attack was one of Lu Bu Dojo's busiest days. Most of its members were there. Kenji had hired cheap mercenaries to help him on his assault. One of the mercenaries, Darc, would later take Kenji under his wing as an apprentice. The mercenaries started the fighting by attacking Moonglow head on. Quickly the fighters of Lu Bu assembled to set up a defense. In a matter of a few minutes Glow was already unconscious and the big time merc had moved onto fighting Sieg. Kenji and the other mercenaries battled it out with the other members such as Makenshi Hayashi, Kai Arrien, and a few more. The dojo was ransacked and when all the smoke clear Lu Bu was victorious by repelling the attack and only having one injury. Kenji had lost two mercenaries and thrown out of the establishment and was branded a traitor from all of its members who considered him a friend.

The war wasn't over for Kenji. To get back at them for defeating him, he and some of the fighters from the Guild crept in to the dojo in the middle of the night and set it on fire. Many of dojo's sleeping members were injured and the place was utterly destroyed. A furious Sieg promised to retaliate, but on top of it all a new group of fighters known as the MXers have arrived. They ended the war by attacking the Fighter's Guild and sucking it into a black hole.

After all that, Kenji left the Fighter's Guild and went to go work for Darc.

Darc

Darc offered to teach Kenji how to use earth magic and that was enough to entice him to work for him.

[unfinished]



Main Skills:


- Street Fighting - Kenji has always been well trained in gritty style of street fighting. His skill has grown since he has learned and mastered other style of martial arts.

- Krav Maga - Kenji learned this style to help better himself at swift counters, blocking, and gun disbarment.

- Judo - He learned Judo at Lu Bu Dojo. Most of his grapples come from this style of martial arts.

- Sword Fighting - He was taught sword fighting in the Military Academy when he was thirteen years old. Ever since then his skill has grown to the point where most Gaians can't handle him. Emphasis on most.

- Run n Gun - Also in the Military Academy he learned guerrilla tactics. This taught him how to run and gun increasing his skill in all kinds of small arms.

- Sharpshooting - In the Military Academy he was one hell of a shot. His skill has increased over time.

- Gun Slinging - Kenji's ability to draw out his firearms at great speeds and firing them has increased to the level of pro.

- Speed Loading - He can load his weapons and clips (depending on the weapon) twice as fast as the average human can due to his military training.

- Explosives - When researching a way to mix traps and geomancy together, he became an expert in explosives ranging from mines to grenades.

- Geomancy - Kenji was granted the gift of being able to move the earth by an old man he promised to work for. He skill has grown in this, even if his power has decreased dramatically over the years.

- Pyromancy - Kenji used to be able to wield fire like he owned the b***h. Now he has lost the power completely and must resort to using Fire Materia to allow to manipulate it again. However his skill is still great when he can use it.



Other Skills:


- First Aid - Kenji has general medical skills to administrate aid to people and himself.

- Computer Use - Kenji has basic skills to operate a computer unless it's Vista which doesn't allow him to do s**t but cancel.

- Pop Culture Knowledge - Kenji has a wide knowledge in past and present Pop Culture.

- History Knowledge - Kenji has studied the history of Gaia and other realms.

- Knowledge of the Different Worlds/Realms/Dimensions/ect - Kenji knows that they're there and has ventured outside of Gaia many times.

- Tactical Thinking - Kenji has been known to take down people hundreds of times stronger than he is by out smarting them.

- Trickery - Like Tactical Thinking, Kenji has fooled more than a few people in his time to bring the toughest to their knees.

- Weapons and Warfare Knowledge - Kenji has studied up on these two subjects.

- Leadership - Kenji's charisma and knack for getting along with people like him has made him a good leader that many have followed and still follow.

- Disguises - Under certain circumstances, Kenji has used disguises to mask who he truly was and his true intent. He can pull off a disguise very well.




Full Inventory:


Kenji's inventory usually does not consist of all these weapons and items together.

MP5 - Kenji's sub machinegun.
Barret XM500 - Kenji's standard sniper rifle.
Barret REC7 - Kenji's assault rifle.
Benelli M4 Super 90 - Kenji's semi automatic shotgun.
Colt .45 1911 A2 - Kenji's side arm.
Gravitational Beam Emitter (GBE) - The GBE fires a highly concentrated bullet of energy. It uses no form of ammunition. It's derives its power from the user. If the user does not have any energy left the gun will not fire.
55 Inch b*****d Sword - An every day sword made out of adamantium.
40 Inch One Hand Sword - An every day sword made out of adamantium.


1x Pocket Dimension Backpack - A backpack that allows Kenji to carry more items and weapons with him, yet with virtually no added weight. The dimension holds up to thirty items total.

Contents of the Backpack;

2x Healing Potion - Heals all minor wounds. Must drink the whole bottle for full effect.
5x Percussion Grenades - These fragmentation grenades explode on impact.
8x Landmines - Explosives traps.
2x EMP Grenades - These bitches send out an electromagnetic pulse when they explode.
3x Concussion Grenades - These grenades explode without fragmentation.
1x Animal Foothold Trap - A trap that clamps metal teeth into whatever trips it.
3x Napalm Mine - When trigger these send up a blast of napalm.
10x Ammunition Box - Ammo for his small arms.


Clothing - All of Kenji's clothes are fire proof and heat resistent. He usually wears clothing like the following.

Cloak of Invisibility
Fitted Band Tee
Low Bootcut Jeans
Underwear
Long Socks
Combat Boots


Contents of pant pockets;

1x Zippo Lighter
1x Pack of Cigs
1x KM2000
4x Flower/Vine Seed Packets
1x Enemy Lure Materia - A small sphere of crystallized energy that lures all monsters to it in a three hundred mile radius.
4x Fire Materia - A small sphere of crystallized energy that allows Kenji to manipulate fire. [Two posts for one sphere.]



Properties:


Kenji owns a property in every major Gaian city and other surrounding areas throughout Gaia. He also owns property in other realms and such.

House in Durem - Kenji's one story house located in the more upper scale neighborhoods of Durem. It has been destroyed and rebuilt more than once.
House in Barton Town - Kenji's childhood home. He bought it after the second owners were violently murdered.
Mobile Home in Isle of Gambino - The last owners no longer exist. So Kenji took it over for himself.
Apartment Complex in Aekea - Kenji is the landlord, bitches.
Shotgun House in Konoha - The house was there and Kenji needed a place to stay. So he moved in.
North Star Church in Vexa - He took this over as his base of operations in the world in Ertai's world.
Beast's Castle in The Realm of the Worlds - The only world the WMD's own in that realm still.






Powers:



- Pyromancy -

Kenji was not born a mutant or some kind of gifted super ********. He was just a normal human being. When he grew more violent toward his family and was sent to The Military Academy he one of the many young teens experimented on. At the time Shift, one of the Generals of the academy, was trying to see if they could inject mutant DNA into human's to make them mutants. In most cases the lab rats were killed, but Kenji survived. He was given enhanced strength and speed. After that General Shift ordered that Kenji be experimented on even more to see if he could gain any more powers. Shortly after he was making fire dance at the end of his Zippo.

Kenji's power in manipulating fire began to fluctuate greatly. At times he could've burned all of Gaia down with his lighter. Other's he couldn't muster a small fire ball. This up and down scale on his fire powers did this old song and dance for years until recently when he lost all ability to manipulate fire without the use of Fire Materia.



- Advanced Physical Attributes -

While in the Military Academy pyromancy was not the only thing the experiments gave him. He was injected with the genes of a particular mutant that had superhuman reflexes, strength, speed, and endurance. After the experiments he quickly became more built and his skills in fighting upped dramatically.

- His physical strength is that of a human at peak condition.

- His running speed clocks in at five minutes and fifteen seconds to run a mile in full combat gear.

- His reflexes are superhuman allowing him to react faster than the average person.

- He has minor regenerative abilities that heal wounds slightly faster than the average human's.



- Geomancy -

After losing the Fighter's Guild vs. Lu Bu Dojo War, Kenji went on a venture throughout to Gaia. He met up with a man named Darc. This man granted him the ability to manipulate the earth to his will much like he did fire. It was long after when his power in geomancy skyrocketed through the roof. When the WMD's attacked the Twilight Town he was recorded to have created an 7.1 earthquake in a matter of seconds. He was crumbling down small mountains and wiping out landscapes as if it was as easy as pouring milk into a glass. However his power in this skill began to drop. It was as if he used himself up. Now he can only use minor geokinesis abilities.

- He can only move the fifty-five yards of earth that surround him and only seven feet below him.

- He can mold dirt into different shapes to be thrown.

- He can throw earth at speeds up to and around two hundred miles per hour.

- He can grow and manipulate vines and flowers.

- He can manipulate the pollen in the air.




Special Abilities:


Flower Monsters - When the two turns are up the Flower Monsters grow sharp teeth on their petals, gain the strength to pick up fifteen pounds each, are about four feet tall and can move around by themselves through the earth. After five turns, they are well over six foot and are immune to fire and earn the ability to shoot fireballs and can lift thirty-five pounds of weight. After that the flowers continue to grow a foot and a half every turn and gain the strength to pick up fifteen more pounds.

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