Race: Outer dimensional shape shifter. The BETA creation.
Appearance: Prime's appearance is very simple thanks to being the BETA creation. It may best be summed up by imagining a single and transparent sphere around the size of a human torso being risen up to the height of around 8 feet before being given a trio of cylinders and three rectangles to match for legs with the latter acting as the feet. A cone resides on top of his head about the same size in width and height as a traffic cone while remaining totally empty of any color or insides, in fact this goes for all of the previously mentioned attributes the only thing that exists within him is the lines belonging to each respective shapes, he looks like frame work to put it bluntly but despite his visual aspects he does indeed have walls and skin to the body itself, it just totally invisible to the eye.
The final and most lively aspect to Prime is the fact that he three cubes equal to hands in there mass that constantly hover around his head(or rather his cone) in a slow and serene fashion while the cubes themselves slowly rotate, each of these cubes are partially depleted in terms of opacity along with there insides whom each house a primary color: Red, Blue and green.
When assuming a shape, he will house blue, red and green in his entire frame and the cubes will withdraw. These cubes can't be physically touched in any manner be the method supernatural or not since they are purely visual constructions.
Powers: Alternating his own dimensional existence from a 3D being to a 2D being although he may only do this momentarily (a couple a of seconds) as to do this he has to cause a imbalance in the current universes physical structure and it will force him to struggle to remain in this form, a lot like how gravity and physics will work against a muscle holding something up. Shape shifting into 2D and 3D shapes momentarily, while he can assume these forms (besides the 2D ones) for as long as he likes it is not a very good form to take a battle in one of these forms outside of a brief action. He can only assume 3D and 2D shapes.
Examples being the rectangle, the cube, the sphere, the hexagon, Helix and ectr ectr.
Weight manipulation: which allows him to jump higher and become heavier, after assuming a new weight he will remain in it for a required action before returning to his standard weight. He will suffer with the physical changes of these weights as well while in them.
Max weight: 1 ton (at this point his movement is slowed to a complete halt)
Normal weight/standard form weight: 14 stone
Minimal weight: 20 grams (at this point he may jump extra high and move faster since his standard form is still strong enough to move at his standard weight but he will suffer extreme weakness to pushes of physical force. He may glide in the air at this point while assuming a 2D dimensional shape, hover his way to the ground instead of landing normally and tread on water without breaking the surface. This is obviously a not a viable tactical move in a harsh or windy arena.
Moderate speed: Can move just as fast as any normal human while in his standard form.
advanced endurance: Going at this guy with a dagger and a hammer will barely make him twitch and while a gun may not be as critical to him as it is for a human it does hurt him, you just need a good clips of ammo on stand by though. Stun based attacks, disorientation and knock downs will be recovered pretty quickly-in a second or two-
Magic manipulation: he may call upon magic. This magic is primitive such as the shape he uses and will normally only produce a violent arcane blast or a simple barrier or enchanting itself or parts of its current form to burn at the touch. The magic he uses is skill-less and unrefined and purely works effectively at all because it has such an immense power supply coming from its master.
(none combat)Dimensional Travel: Serves no real purpose in battle but it basically how he gets about from place to place once has been summoned from his pocket dimension.
Is not affected by disease or poisons of a physical nature at all nor does conditions such as sub zero temperature or radiation effect him in any form. None the less he is capable of being hurt by elemental attacks, magical or otherwise.
Suffers no damage or ill effects from being in hazardous universe where physics or reality is considered unstable, and in fact is capable of living in total voids.
Chaos(directly powered by the forces of chaos or is a force of the element of chaos): Prime is base creation, he was the very first steps to order. He is the first basic building blocks in a broad manner to all known visual and physical existence. His essence is order and he is not properly incubated to a level he can withstand against chaotic reality manipulation.
Air: Prime is too simple in his shape shifting to make himself able to fly, his only option is to glide and when in the air this makes him totally unable to steer his direction thanks to the rough winds. Being in arena that is in the sky such as an open air blimp for example cuts off a large amount of his mobility.
Magical Might: Due to primes total lack of skill or craftsman ship in the world of magic when he has to actually clash with an equal magical force he can be easily over powered by counter magic or the use of diverting the flow of his own magical power source. It is also acts as well for the enemy to drain mana from since Prime is too magically inept to actually counter complex moves such as leech/absorb from himself with anything besides a barrier spell which would render him immobile.
Prime talks in one way, the only way he can talk is through me. The narrator, that is correct. Prime does not actually say anything for he cannot, he is a very dependent soul who when left within the darkness did not even try to escape, when stuck in the void and rightfully deserted by his master, he simply sat in a room where there was as much light as there is humility in a strip joint and did absolutely nothing. He didn't try to endure, to explore or even question anything, Prime is very...very stupid and why I can't blame the father of this badly constructed high school cubic art piece for leaving him, I have to write him off as an evil celestial being for not wiping this thing from the face of all known reality. Prime doesn't exist in a normal manner but then again neither do I, prime and I were the first beings to really be born into reality but while I grew from my simple form, continued on and to function like a good creation, Prime merely acted like a rock for the last millions of years.
I am cursed, cursed am I to be stuck to this cheap imitation of life, for I have no legs...or arms...or eyes...and woe...does it only burn my soul as much as any flame to skin to be this way...to be stuck with him!
what...excuse me. You don't like the dramatics?
Well, now that you are here I won't have to try and spicen things up with one of my theatrical performances. I am the narrator, this is Prime. We are the Prime Narrator of the universe, I am the first sounds ever created and he is the first use of actual physics and visual to ever be although while he sat about like a pile of bricks dumped into a dark hole I grew and verbalized from my meager beeps. Prime here...he...well...look at him...hes an obsolete design in a slick world, hes a failed attempt at...well, you!
as I said, Prime was abandoned, I was too by default for reasons too complex and not worth going into. The place prime existed was nothing more than a none reality, the outer rim of all perceived and known universes. He was alive for a very long time and sadly the bloody thing doesn't age. It doesn't think either nor does it move or leave without commands to do so despite being fully well able to travel dimensions that are already in place. I could leave, I can do the same but without me to look after this thing there is no telling what trouble it will get itself into, stupid as it may be this little device can do more damage to existence than I would like to admit but so can I in fact although unlike prime I actually have enough working thoughts to recognize that; I'd be lucky if I could get Prime to recognize his own legs. About two thousands years later is it that prime left his home thanks to a small hole between Earth and the void, it was momentary but the act of witnessing something else had caused the creature to finally rise up...up from its pit, up into the wonders of the world...up to mess it all up with his mediocre and hellish existence...
But in every storm there is a silver lining and in this case it was the monsters own stupidity that acted as its saving grace, too dumb to actually have an objective or direction when his appearance was shortly intervened by some curious god like figures he was enlisted as a servant and prime being the obedient numb skull did what was told of him despite having free agency to do as he pleased but the only thing that pleases him is being coddled and pushed in another direction. His reward after doing some errands for a foreign being was to be stored away into a special pocket dimension, open now to being called forth by different gods and powerful beings that are willing summon him and had the might to do so....how disappointed they must be when they find that all their supposedly great magical abilities only shackled them with this useless junk of a construction.
Oh...you probably figured this out yourself, champ. I hate Prime.
Place of origin: Between the gaps of known realities.
Writing Level: Casual and advanced.
Interested in: Anywhere as long as it has something my character can stand upon. I am ok with fighting people bigger than my character strengths but a fair challenge might be around tier 5 or 6.