Name:
Hayase Kouichi (given name: Kouichi)

Appearance:

He normally wears a white coat over this.

Faction:
Lost Worlds Alliance

Abilities:
Call Linebarrel: Kouichi can summon Linebarrel to his location thanks to his link with the machine and its ability to teleport long distances.

Factor: Kouichi is a Factor, a human being that has been linked to an advanced humanoid warmachine known as a Machina. As a result, he has been injected with nanomachines that not only greatly slow down (if not completely stop) his aging but also grant him massively improved all-around physical attributes and allow him to regenerate even from dire, life-threatening wounds.

Equipment LINEBARREL:
Kouichi's Machina, and the only reason he's not just some whiny schoolkid who can't defend himself from bullies. Linebarrel is directly linked to Kouichi's lifeforce, meaning that if Linebarrel is destroyed, Kouichi dies with it. This is not true in reverse. Because of the link, only Kouichi can pilot Linebarrel and the robot will act on its own to defend him if necessary. The link also gives Kouichi the abilities listed above.





Personality:
Kouichi believes himself to be a hero who fights for justice and holds himself to lofty standards of heroism: He must always fight when challenged. He must always stand against the bad guys. Most importantly, he is always the good guy. Kouichi's obsession with heroism and justice is at the core of his every action, decision, and thought.

However, he is not without his vices. Kouichi does not know his own limits and is prone to work himself into situations he cannot handle himself. He is cocky and arrogant, which makes it difficult for him to make friends. His pride and overconfidence could easily be his undoing in battle.

Short Bio:
Kouichi is technically dead. After being bullied into buying food for his school's gang, he took a shortcut through a forest shrine, where a Machina appeared above him and fell to the earth, crushing him. As Kouichi lay dying, the Machina noticed his life fading away and made him a Factor, saving his life, granting him unnatural strength, and making him the Machina's pilot. Once a crybaby and a magnet for bullies, Kouichi's first act was to dispense justice unto those who had caused him injustice. From there, he decided to become a warrior of justice, a hero who protected the good people of the world.

A few months after becoming linked to Linebarrel, the threat of the Anti-Spiral loomed over Kouichi's home. The would-be hero immediately boarded Linebarrel and set off on a quest to protect his home from this new threat.

Universe of Origin:
Linebarrels of Iron

Name(s): Ryoma Nagare

Appearance:


Faction: Lost Worlds Alliance

Abilities:
Martial Artist: Ichigan Nagare trained his son in the brutal Nagare-ryu style of Karate, utilizing methods akin to torture. As a result, Ryoma is of peak physical fitness, and capable of astounding athletic feats. His fists can crush skulls, while his pectoral muscles can snap blades (provided he's been impaled by them, making this technique of questionable utility). However, while he is certainly a force to be reckoned with, Ryoma is still human, with all the limitations of one.

Pilot: Having years of experience in the field, Ryoma is particularly skillful in regards to piloting jet fighters and Getter Machines of all stripes.

Mechanic: While lacking in formal education or training, Ryoma has quite the knack for machinery, especially when it's associated with the Getter Robo. A shining example of this is the Black Getter, jury-rigged and assembled on the moon from the destroyed remains of an original Getter Robo; this was accomplished with minimal tools, a great deal of black paint, and no assistance whatsoever.

Immense Willpower: Ryoma practically embodies a core aspect of the human spirit: our will to survive, grow, and meet all threats with unrelenting, overwhelming force. Any wound short of a fatal one will hardly hinder him, and Ryoma is willing to utilize nigh-suicidal methods to achieve victory. In addition, it seems this particular brand of madness makes him particularly well-suited to piloting a Getter Machine, almost as if the Getter Reactor is empowered by the sheer force of his will.

Equipment:
Black Getter
Height: 38 metres
Weight: 220 tons
Customized to suit Ryoma's personal tastes and sensibilities, this Getter Robo has but one seat. As a result, it is unable to separate or change forms, limiting its effectiveness somewhat. It has a rather expansive arsenal, detailed below:

Getter Tomahawk: A one-handed hatchet of sorts, a practically infinite supply is stored within the Black Getter, and are ejected from bronze-coloured ports mounted on either shoulder. Possessing a wickedly sharp edge, they can be used to cleave through dinosaurs, Invaders, hostages, vegetables (?), and so much more. In addition, the Tomahawks, befitting their name, may be used at range by throwing them. They travel in a manner akin to the unholy offspring of a buzzsaw and a boomerang, slicing through targets before returning to the owner.

Getter Beam: Undeniably the most powerful weapon in the Black Getter's arsenal, it allows the machine to release a beam of focused Getter Energy from an emitter in the abdomen. While primarily intended for combating Invaders, Dinosaurs, Cybernetic Demons, and their ilk, it is still quite effective on other targets. It's powered by cosmic radiation, after all.

Knuckle Spikes: A set of extendable spikes mounted upon both of the Black Getter's fists. Lacking in subtlety and nuance, they allow Ryoma to indulge in the time-honoured art of punching things to death.

Getter Wing: A retractable cape built into the Black Getter's back (not to be confused with its scarf). In addition to being rather spiffy-looking, it allows the Getter to defy gravity and all logical sense in equal measure by way of allowing the machine to fly. Its absolute maximum speed is roughly Mach 2.0-2.5, but it cannot maintain such a velocity while in combat. It may also be used to modify the Getter Beam, causing it to 'scatter' into a rapid burst of suppressing fire. This is accomplished by wrapping the Black Getter's body in the cape, for the sake of reference.

Getter Cutter: Three razor-sharp blades mounted on the Black Getter's left wrist, they're used to cut things and not much else.

Getter Machine Gun(s): Tri-barreled automatic firearms, scaled up to fit the Getter. Remarkably mundane, but their high-caliber munitions and volume of fire make for a dependable ranged weapon. When sortied, the Black Getter typically carries two, stored within the inner confines of the machine.

Personality: At his core, Ryoma is a courageous, loud, and aggressive man whose blood rivals molten magma in temperature. Despite these heroic traits, he is far from a shining paragon of justice and morality. His hotheadedness and violent demeanor is exceeded only by his burning hatred for Invaders, to the point where he is willing to slaughter helpless civilians if it furthers the destruction of the extraterrestrial threat.

He is also rather vengeful and simple, preferring to resolve matters with violence rather than discuss it over dinner. Yet one of his most defining traits is the brotherly bond he shares with his comrades, as Ryoma will proudly stand with his comrades against anything, no matter what.

Short Bio: (His history follows the Armageddon timeline up to his completion of the Black Getter on the moon) With his preparations complete, Ryoma departed from the Moon and headed straight for Earth. Unfortunately for the pilot, he found no Invader menace to fight, no Professor Saotome to kill, or any trace of the Earth he knew in the slightest. He did, however, find himself in the middle of a skirmish between a small force of Anti-Spirals and the local inhabitants of this other Earth. Deciding that it would make for a good test of the Black Getter's capabilities, Ryoma moved to engage whichever group looked more threatening, which just so happened to be the Anti-Spirals.

Thanks in equal parts to the element of surprise and the remarkable power of the Black Getter, the skirmish came to a swift end, with the (admittedly rather small) force of Anti-Spirals soundly routed. The people Ryoma had inadvertently delivered from the jaws of death wasted little time, and immediately requested he aid them in the days to come. As he was unable to return home at present, the pilot had little in the way of choice, and begrudgingly accepted their offer. Now a quasi-official member of the Last Worlds Alliance, Ryoma Nagare prepares himself for the oncoming war against the Anti-Spiral.

Universe of Origin: Getter Robo, the Armageddon timeline, to be precise.

Other: Fuck Dinosaurs.

Name: Klein Sandman (Originally known as Zieg Zeravire)



Faction: Lost World Alliance

Abilities:
Alien Scientist - On his home planet of Llambias, Zieg Zeravire was a top scientist who created the Genesis Machine, in an attempt to rebuild his environmentally destroyed planet, and eventually the Gran Divas. He is able to easily access highly advanced electronics and machines, and knows how to build and maintain these devices.

G-Factor Control/High G-Factor - The 'G-Factor' is that Klein himself coined to denote individuals who have a strong tolerance to the effects of Gravity. Sandman himself has a high G-Factor and has the ability to genetically conceal it. However concealing his G-Factor also causes his naturally blonde hair to turn purple.

Pilot - Sandman, besides creating giant robots, is quite capable of operating them. The unit he operates is the God Σ Gravion.

Ping Pong - It is a skill that Klein does not often get to demonstrate. But despite that, Sandman is an incredibly apt table tennis player, who has been known to defeat opponents even when using a sandal.

Equipment:
Saint-Germain Castle - This is the island fortress that is owned by Sandman. This is a private island, that is mostly dominated by the giant castle it is named for, however it has some greenery. This monolithic structure hosts an elaborate launching deck for mechas far beneath the surface. The Castle is full of electronic surveillance, and defense systems to notify of intruders. The Saint-Germain Castle is also fully staffed by a series of maids, many of whom are knowledgeable mechanics and perform repairs on the titular God Gravion. The Castle is full of amenities, such as luxurious sleeping spaces, indoor spas and other features to make the fortress comfortable.

God Σ Gravion - This is the personal mech of Sandman, which he used to fight against the Zeravire threat. It is fairly similar to the Sol Gravion, however unlike Sol Gravion, the God Σ Gravion only requires the use of one pilot.

Armor: The God Σ Gravion is a Super Heavyweight God! Hell it is even more of one than the Heavyweight God of the original designed Gravion. It takes a lot of hard-core fire power to harm this machine.

Movement: The God Σ Gravion has a powerful propulsion system due to the jet-packs on its back. It is quite capable of moving through the atmosphere and into space proper.

Attacks
- Graviton Pressure Punch: The standard rocket punch of God Σ Gravion, it shoots the fist off and at the opponent.
- Gravion Rifle: Gravion's leg opens a compartment which stores a massive rifle, which Gravion can use and fire shots at the opponent for ranged attacks.
- Graviton Sword: By releasing the emblem on God Gravion's chest-plate, the Graviton Sword is forged and is used for deadly melee combat.
- Graviton Tornado Punch - This punch is similar to the Graviton Pressure Punch, however it includes a powerful spinning drill.
- Graviton Arc - This attack is a long-ranged burst beam of energy from the chest-emblem of God Gravion.
- Gravity Crescent - By opening compartments on the both sides of its chest-emblem, God Gravion creates a massive boomerang with plasma energy, which is tossed at the foe.
- Graviton Lancer - Two compartments on the lower legs of God Gravion open, and release two halves of a spear. With these pieces combined, God Gravion can use it to devastating effect in melee combat.



Personality: Klein Sandman is an exuberant individual, with passionate ideals and goals. Every action he does is done with an exorbitant amount of dramatic flair. He is protective of life, and keeping planets safe from outside threats. He has an affable and generous nature, such as allowing his workers plenty of vacation time.

Short Bio: Zieg Zeravire was a refugee of his destroyed home-world Llambias. Llambias was verging on the brinks of war with the neighboring planet Seilas, due to the influx of Llambians moving there. In an attempt to stop this, Zieg created the Genesis Machine: Gran Sigma, with the intentions of using it to restore the ecologically devastated planet. However, his brother-in-law Hugi Zeravire had a more sinister solution, and created an automated robotic network with which to destroy the Selians.

However, Zieg did not wish for such blood-shed, and fought against his brother for the control of network. By sheer accident, Zieg accidentally destroyed both planets. He managed to escape, and fled to Earth where he took the identity of the aristocrat Klein Sandman. On Earth he ruled as leader of the Gran Knights, the men and women who were the pilots of the Gravion, the sole defender against the machine aliens known as the Zeravire.

But now, a new and more dangerous threat looms in the Anti-Spirals. Once again, Sandman must take the reigns of the God Σ Gravion and save the day.

Universe of Origin: Gravion/Gravion Zwei.

Name(s): Llyena Verath, Grand High Admiral of the Sacred Armadas (ret’d), Betrayer of Hope, Dawnseeker, Mortal Ascendiant, Kingslayer, The Way Made Clear

Appearance: Irrelevant. The Ashtar are reptilian humanoids, but they make a point of concealing themselves in flowing robes and obscuring mists. Beneath that, Llyena has the characteristic smooth reptilian skin and angular features of an Ashtar. Her hair is medium length and dark; her nose is thin and pointed; her eyes are a piercing glowing blue.

Faction: Ashtar

Abilities: Llyena is an accomplished psintegrat. She is fully capable of basic and higher level telekinetic manipulation; anything from throwing objects to molecular manipulation. Her preferred attacks are simpler warps that generate blasts of psionic energy.

Equipment: Powered battle armour; built in energy pulse weaponry, limited flight capabilities, cybernetic interfaces, wrist mounted psi-blades, shielding systems

Personality: Among a generally sober and reflective people, Llyena’s compassion and quick temper stand out. She’s slow to trust, but quick to defend her friends and allies. In any group setting, Llyena is outspoken and assertive. She wears the concealing facade of calm dignity common to her people, but she is much quicker to discard it than others, particularly if her temper gets the best of her.

Short Bio: Llyena has an extremely long and storied past, ranging back a few hundred thousand years and crossing multiple lives and types of life. Diplomat, Admiral, Wife, Mother, Empress, Ascendiant, Exile; countless memories dance around her mind, frustratingly incomplete. Most recently, Llyena has retired from commanding the Ashtar fleets, and instead been entrusted to act as a sort of multi-universal diplomat. Operating a small corvette with inter-universal capabilities, Llyena has been poking her nose into the Omniverse conflict, trying to figure out the Ashtar’s place in it all.

Universe of Origin: Original

Name: The Ashtar Domains

Scale: Multi-galactic

Capabilities: While relatively new to the multiverse scene, the Ashtar are quick studies. They have the resources of the entire Dantalion galactic cluster (~50 galaxies) available to power their vast war machine, and individually their psionic abilities make them formidable soldiers. Huge capital ships thousands of kilometers long, armies of trillions, and planetary destruction weapons mean the Ashtar are a formidable force, despite their relatively small size. They have had interdimensional capability for some time, but have only recently managed to adapt that tech for inter-universal travel.

The mainstay of Ashtar technology is currently based around exotic particle manipulation, providing ample power sources and heavy energy weapons. Since their introduction to the multiverse, the Ashtar have rapidly begun developing new technologies based on the huge influx of information from the many other universes they have since visited. All-forces-nullification weapons are being mounted on the next generation of warships; quantum vacuum singularities will provide near infinite power; pocket dimension shields will render ships nigh invulnerable, while temporal stasis construction yards will build new war machines almost instantly.

Individually, the Ashtar are highly psychic, and share a unified conscious they simply call the Union. Through the Union, they share all thoughts, feelings, and knowledge. Even the least skilled Ashtar can lift and move objects via telekinesis, while the most capable can generate blasts of fire and lightning by applying telekinesis on a molecular level. The Ashtar also have a large number of ‘warps’ in their arsenal; simplified psionic patterns that can produce more complex results, making elaborate telekinesis more widely available. Most importantly, the Union allows an Ashtar’s mind to survive the death of its body, to be placed in a newly cloned body later, granting the Ashtar a form of immortality.

Goals: Preserving their own universe, at any cost

Members: Ozerath (Llyena)

Name(s): (King) Nikolai Pofski, High-Protector, Righteous Tyrant, Harbinger of Security, and Leader of Giants and Men.

Appearance: 7 feet tall, powerfully built, and covered in scars, were it not for his taste in clothing, tobacco, and facial hair, he would look more like a gladiator than a ruler. What sets him apart is his formalwear: A black trench coat, complete with a colorful array of shiny military badges, patches, and complete with fringey, prestigious shoulderpads, stars included. This is to say nothing of his taste in fine loafers, patriotically decorated peaked caps (Or a black slouch hat for when shit gets especially real) and jet black ties.

He has extraordinarily well-kempt hair, combed back, with a touch of gray on either temple, and a glorious, thick mustache that runs down around his mouth like a horseshoe mustache and then along his chin up into sideburns. There's also the aviator shades, the pipe, and the slight discoloration on his stern, big-boned, heavy-browed face where burns and bullet wounds used to be just in case he didn't strike enough of a horrendously imposing figure. He dresses formally at all times unless he has literally no other options. He is the face of Masvodska to a judgemental outside world, and he must represent diligently.

Faction: The Lost Worlds Alliance

Abilities:

Masvodskan: It has been known since the medieval ages when the kingdom of Masvodska, (Then a small, up-and-coming kingdom along the coast of the Odskas) headed out to conquer lands off-continent, that the Masvodskans weren't human. This was apparent not only on the battlefield, but after, when Masvodskan settlers were found to be incapable of producing offspring with natives. Fossil evidence was later found supporting the theory that Masvodskans are the dwarfed form of Homo Gigantus (the common mountain giant) which evolved to reduce the need for food during the ice age... Which has yet to end in Masvodska to this very day. They certainly share many traits with their enormous cousins, such as thick, sturdy bones, an incredible stamina, a quick healing factor, (Big wounds take days to heal, not seconds. Papercuts visibly disappear, though.) and the ability to digest most organic matter, cooked or otherwise... Basically, Masvodskans are naturally tough to kill, and 6-7 feet tall is the norm.

Super Serum: Having taken this bio-enhancement serum for years longer than (and several doses over) the suggested exposure time, scientists are still trying to figure out the extent of the effects on his body and why Pofski's heart hasn't ruptured (they believe it may have something to do with his heart being made of naturally occurring, metallic fibers) Pofski has incredible strength, (bench presses up to 11.5 tons) realtime perception and a reaction speed to match. He is capable of physically digesting harmful poisons, diseases, and energies as well. This has been demonstrated during his battles ghostly historical figures, his astounding lack of death from the multitude of poisonous animals left in his bedroom by assassins, his long history of "foreign aid" during zombie virus outbreaks, and his ongoing war with the purple creatures on his moon colony. As an example of his spectacular durability and resilience, he once charged through 3 or 4 shotgun blasts like a bear. With immediate and extensive medical attention, he made a full recovery 6 months later. In tall tales he is often described as a man who rattles like a maraca from the amount of bullets he's taken.

Psychic Diodes: Ever a paranoid man, (and rightly so, since he had many personal and international enemies in his home world) he had gone so far as to take experimental, cybernetic brain enhancements to enhance his perception. He can listen in to conversations from long distances and through walls, detect the presence of organisms, and, much to his delight, perform the Vulcan Nerve Pinch. He is prone to tics and spasms at inopportune times, and his short-term memory is even worse than it used to be. He smokes to keep his nerves cool and keep this from happening, but at the rate his body combats poisons, it's unlikely that this does anything other than make him look like a cold-war-era dictator... Which he kind of is.

Skills: The King is King for a reason. He won his title in a long, bloody rebellion against a corrupt leader that spanned the entire continent. He is an efficient survivalist, and absolutely deadly with most weapons, from kitchen utensiles to swords, to guns, and even his bare hands, to a degree that rivals even highly trained individuals of his own strength or greater. He is bilingual, well-read in Masvodskan literature and the scientific journals of his homeworld, (always looking for new weapons...) a fair painter, blower of smoke rings, and polo-player. (Though, if the subject of sport is brought up, he won't hesitate to mention that he is a natural-born rugby player.) He fancies himself a modern renaissance man.

Equipment:

He usually carries a standard assault rifle (Or a goddamn LMG, to someone of more human strength and proportions) with him, which serves him well enough. For ceremonial reasons (as well as specialized purposes) he also carries an enormous hunk of gun (enormous as in even he could barely hold onto it with two hands before he started taking the serum) called the Royal Revolver, made after the Royal Sword was destroyed in the last battle of the Masvodskan civil war. It has a few interchangeable settings for explosive, incendiary, and armor-piercing rounds. Since he is on the warpath, he's brought a sharp, balanced Fighting Entrencher_{(tm Masvodsco)}, two big, aggressive-looking combat/survival knives, and his calling card: Masvodskan standards and flags. The man means business!

Personality: Pofski is blunt, aggressive, brutal, and an ardent perfectionist. He often flies into a rage whenever he makes a mistake, and... Well, isn't exactly stable up there. He values the long life and the physical, financial, and mental safety of Masvodska above all else, and having witnessed the death of so many of his people and his family members, he has paid incredible prices, including his mind and body, to some extent. He is ten times as idealistic and protective as he was before the enhancements, and one hundred times as much as he was before the war.

Short Bio: King Pofski's journey into the multiverse(s) started when he commissioned a team of top scientists to further experiment with subspace technology, an anomalous, and fairly dubious construct capable of imploding entire towns, which was used during the days when Masvodska declared total war on Maxtopia... Which inadvertantly imploded most of the country and replaced it with another nation that had been folded in from another paralell universe. After years and years of negotiations, Pofski finally agreed to find a way to perform a "controlled detonation" in order to send the strange new country back home... Unfortunately, during one of the experiments he came to watch, one of the quantum computers they were using miscalculated, and tore a hole in reality.

In short, Pofski met with aliens, learned about a terrible force that threatened to consume his people, and then gathered up what weapons and equipment he could before charging in. However, reality has an amazing propensity for healing at the most story-convenient times, and the portal closed before his massive army could follow him in... Perhaps it is for the best: The last thing the omniverse needs at this stage is more than one Masvodskan.

Universe of Origin: Nationstates