I really like your character, and you are a much better writer than I am xD
Glad you like him! But there's always room for improvement - even I have things I should be working on.
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Glad you like him! But there's always room for improvement - even I have things I should be working on.
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We will check your characters out, but when the ooc comes up, please refrain from posting WIP. While it does help for us to look it over, we don't want to congest it at least. If you want to talk WIP over then, shoot us all a pm, we'll do fine there.
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@Lmpkio Calis looks pretty neat so far! My one quibble is that his weakness feels like more of a character flaw, and while what you have there is perfectly acceptable, in the weaknesses section we are specifically looking for weaknesses as a fighter. If it helps, try explaining what an enemy fighter would need to do to beat your guy.
Keep it up though, I'm hype to see the whole thing. ^^
Keep it up though, I'm hype to see the whole thing. ^^
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We will check your characters out, but when the ooc comes up, please refrain from posting WIP. While it does help for us to look it over, we don't want to congest it at least. If you want to talk WIP over then, shoot us all a pm, we'll do fine there.
I have at least two other character ideas to fit the niche of the robot and myth standpoint (actually 3 if you consider a human - but I most likely wont use them all.
Character idea wise I have ideas a few examples:
This is for a possible heroic Mecha Robot Warrior:
An intelligent alien velociraptor loose from containment:
And a future time-traveling human who was sent to stop something or idk:
Again, these are all ideas. I'd at least use two more and nothing more.
@Lmpkio Calis looks pretty neat so far! My one quibble is that his weakness feels like more of a character flaw, and while what you have there is perfectly acceptable, in the weaknesses section we are specifically looking for weaknesses as a fighter. If it helps, try explaining what an enemy fighter would need to do to beat your guy.
Keep it up though, I'm hype to see the whole thing. ^^
Ah yes. I have a few ideas for that.
And glad you like him so far! :D
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It's probably because they had a lizard person in the true og version of this all :P
But it got replaced by an ice giant, so yeet.
But it got replaced by an ice giant, so yeet.
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@Savo Btw, Ive finished the Draconian. I will now hold off until the OCC comes up before making new characters.
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Here's my character. Don't take some of the things I wrote too seriously, she's meant to be sort of parodic and over the top.
KUROKAMI MAKOTO
⦋ 18 || Japan || Female ⦌
APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY
APPEARANCE
PERSONALITY TRAITS
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Makoto is an intimidatingly beautiful young Japanese woman. In fact, there is very little about Makoto that is not intimidating. Her gaze is a piercing crimson, and her long, black hair runs down past her waist, contrasting sharply with her smooth, pale skin. While not much taller than most women her age (173 cm), her presence makes her seem far larger than she is. Makoto oozes with confidence, aggression, and projects a constant aura of competition and determination. Her dress sense is practical yet stylish, generally preferring black boots, trousers and sweaters.
PERSONALITY TRAITS
Tomboyish, aggressive, confident, straightforward, honest to a fault. Can be somewhat lackadaisical, is generally bad with money, and is flirtatious with other women. Constantly seeking new challenges and trying to achieve new heights.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
It is not an exaggeration to say that martial arts have defined Makoto's entire life. She was born in Kurokami Temple, a monastery and dojo in a rural, mountainous region of Japan. While her parents are both esteemed martial artists in their own right, her grandfather is a true legend. Kurokami Tenshin, a man known by some as "the God of Battle." Considered to be one of the most powerful fighters in the world at his prime, he retired to raise his family and tend to his ancestral temple some forty years ago, disappearing from the world stage.
Though his son did not inherit his legendary power, it seems that his granddaughter has. A true prodigy, Makoto demonstrated uncanny skill and might from a very young age. At age eight, she was able to defeat a grown adult in hand-to-hand combat. At age fourteen, she was able to fight the Assistant Master of Kurokami Temple to a draw. By age seventeen, the only fighter at the temple able to compete at her level was her own grandfather. While she spent her youth showered in the adoration of her peers and classmates, Makoto found life to be incredible dull; no one she knew could remotely challenge her (as he grandfather refused to participate in anything more than light sparring), and her power was so overwhelming that she knew no way to improve.
As a result, Makoto was a somewhat rebellious youth. She enjoyed gambling and other mild delinquent behavior, often skipped classes, and spent her weekends in nearby cities trying to pick fights with tough-looking passerby. Her rebellious spirit was inflamed by the then Assistant Master of the temple, a man known as Shadakou, who tried to teach her his philosophy of domination and righteousness through strength. Though Shadakou was eventually banished from the temple, some wonder if his teachings had an adverse impact on Makoto.
After graduating from high school, Makoto pretitioned her grandfather to train her to his successor as Grand Master of Kurokami Temple. He denied her, claiming that she lacked the temperament and discipline to lead the temple in his stead. Rejected and disheartened, Makoto left home to become a Nomad, claiming the title of "Goddess of Battle" so that her status as her grandfather's rightful successor could become widely known. Now she seeks to pit her might against ever stronger opponents around the world, and prove to her grandfather that she has what it takes to become Grand Master.
Though his son did not inherit his legendary power, it seems that his granddaughter has. A true prodigy, Makoto demonstrated uncanny skill and might from a very young age. At age eight, she was able to defeat a grown adult in hand-to-hand combat. At age fourteen, she was able to fight the Assistant Master of Kurokami Temple to a draw. By age seventeen, the only fighter at the temple able to compete at her level was her own grandfather. While she spent her youth showered in the adoration of her peers and classmates, Makoto found life to be incredible dull; no one she knew could remotely challenge her (as he grandfather refused to participate in anything more than light sparring), and her power was so overwhelming that she knew no way to improve.
As a result, Makoto was a somewhat rebellious youth. She enjoyed gambling and other mild delinquent behavior, often skipped classes, and spent her weekends in nearby cities trying to pick fights with tough-looking passerby. Her rebellious spirit was inflamed by the then Assistant Master of the temple, a man known as Shadakou, who tried to teach her his philosophy of domination and righteousness through strength. Though Shadakou was eventually banished from the temple, some wonder if his teachings had an adverse impact on Makoto.
After graduating from high school, Makoto pretitioned her grandfather to train her to his successor as Grand Master of Kurokami Temple. He denied her, claiming that she lacked the temperament and discipline to lead the temple in his stead. Rejected and disheartened, Makoto left home to become a Nomad, claiming the title of "Goddess of Battle" so that her status as her grandfather's rightful successor could become widely known. Now she seeks to pit her might against ever stronger opponents around the world, and prove to her grandfather that she has what it takes to become Grand Master.
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
FIGHTING STYLE
SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
SUPER MOVES
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Makoto has been trained in the traditional style of her family's temple, the Kuroi Hoshi, which was devised as practical hand-to-hand combat method during the first Sino-Japanese War. However, she has adapted the style to better suit her own abilities, thus creating what she calls the Hoshi Goroshi style. In battle, Makoto exerts such an overwhelming offense of unmatchable speed and devastating power, that defense is almost impossible. All-out, unrelenting attack is her strategy, and it works with terrifying effectiveness. While her speed is great enough that only highly-trained combatants can even see her move, her techniques emit a rippling aura of destructive ki of the purest black.
SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
■ Black Star Strike
Makoto's power cannot be understated. Even this technique, a simple straight punch, is enough to defeat most opponents, with all of her terrifying strength behind it. Those that have endured it compare it to being struck by the cannon of a battleship.
■ Black Star Cluster
Makoto strikes out in multiple directions with unspeakable strength, fast enough that it seems like she's attacking in all directions at once. This technique is less focused than the Black Star Strike, and thus less powerful, but is meant to take on multiple combatants at once.
■ Black Hole
By focusing all of her strength into her grip, Makoto can create a localized distortion in gravity. Enemies that try to escape her are sucked back in toward her, and projectiles aimed at her allies are diverted to bounce off against her harmlessly.
■ Black Star Nova
Makoto's ki solidifies into a miniature star, a white-hot orb of fire that she can then kick at her foes, or kick her foes into it.
■ Black Star Pulse
A simple beam of ki directed at Makoto's enemies, but just like all of Makoto's attacks, it's completely over the top. Some kind of weird, big lizard once came close to stepping on Kurokami Temple, but Makoto used this technique to ward it off.
SUPER MOVES
■ Black Meteor Crusher
Again, a straightforward punch, but infused with the pure, destructive force of Makoto's ki. If her grandfather hadn't diverted this attack the first time she used it, it would have split Mt Fuji down the middle.
■ Black Star Destroyer
Makoto's ultimate technique, wherein she summons every ounce of power she has, and simply fires it at her enemy in a single blast. Makoto claims that if misdirected, this technique could destroy the Earth. Is it true? Hopefully we'll never find out.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
While Makoto is strong without a doubt, and a superb martial artist, she suffers greatly from her youth and inexperience. She is not what some would call a smart fighter, and her battle strategy begins and ends at destroying her opponent with brute force. Defense is a tertiary concern at best, and she'd sooner die than retreat. Though her endurance is impressive by human standards, exerting her enormous strength is extremely taxing, and she his hardly judicious in where she uses it, and as a result she tires very quickly in battle. Given that she has only rarely had a battle that lasts longer than a single strike, Makoto is completely oblivious to this weakness. An experienced fighter that can either avoid, deflect, or otherwise endure her sheer power can gain the upper hand on her by allow Makoto to overexert herself.
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Makoto loves anything black licorice flavored.
⦋ 1142 || Sentient combat automaton || Male/technically none. ⦌
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APPEARANCE
PERSONALITY TRAITS
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Malus stands at a terrifying seven feet tall. His skin, if you would call it that, is largely grey in color with a few brass segments here and there. Mounted on Malus's head is an intricate headdress with a green power gem sitting in the middle. This headdress serves to protect his artificially held mind from most forms of psychic attack, and it serves as a symbol of rank among the Dread Lords. Malus's face is set in a perpetual scowl, and never seems to move. He does not eat, he does not breathe, and not even speaking needs his face to articulate. Not even his glowing green eyes blink, creating a truly terrifying visage. Malus wears a thick armored collar that protects his neck and shoulders, and also holds two power gems. Malus's arms are rather plain in nature, and possess a power gem on the outer forearms. Malus's chest holds several power gems arranged in a sort of "ribs" pattern, and in the middle of his chest, as a sort of sternum, lies the overall symbol of the Dread Lords. Malus's "stomach" is a darker shade of metal, and his waist and legs are rather plain. He does wear a sash with a glowing green emblem upon the front, but it is nothing more than another mark of rank among the Dread Lords.
Malus wears a cape made of many small squares of metal with green power gems nested between them.
Malus's primary weapon is a huge warscythe. He is more than powerful enough to wield it one handed, but usually used both hands for additional power. One end holds a long and curved scythe blade, while the other holds a mace. This scythe is incredibly dense and heavy, lending a lot of power and momentum to it's swings. The blade of this scythe is connected to a power generator just below, and this power generator allows Ghostscythe to be used. Along with this, the power generator provides a field around the warscythe, protecting it from damage. During the Dear lord war, there were repeated incidents of warscythe's surviving battles that their owners did not, even as hardy as the Dread Lords were.
The other object that Malus possesses is a Power Orb. This power orb is extremely rare, being a gift directly from the God-Machine, and hosts many effects. This orb is also incredibly dense and possesses a protective field much like the Warscythe. The power orb may be teleported to and from Malus at almost any time, and may teleport bits and pieces of Malus under it's own will to allow him to regenerate at a later date. Even a small chip of him would suffice to rebuild his entire body and mind.
Malus wears a cape made of many small squares of metal with green power gems nested between them.
Malus's primary weapon is a huge warscythe. He is more than powerful enough to wield it one handed, but usually used both hands for additional power. One end holds a long and curved scythe blade, while the other holds a mace. This scythe is incredibly dense and heavy, lending a lot of power and momentum to it's swings. The blade of this scythe is connected to a power generator just below, and this power generator allows Ghostscythe to be used. Along with this, the power generator provides a field around the warscythe, protecting it from damage. During the Dear lord war, there were repeated incidents of warscythe's surviving battles that their owners did not, even as hardy as the Dread Lords were.
The other object that Malus possesses is a Power Orb. This power orb is extremely rare, being a gift directly from the God-Machine, and hosts many effects. This orb is also incredibly dense and possesses a protective field much like the Warscythe. The power orb may be teleported to and from Malus at almost any time, and may teleport bits and pieces of Malus under it's own will to allow him to regenerate at a later date. Even a small chip of him would suffice to rebuild his entire body and mind.
PERSONALITY TRAITS
Ruthless. Calculating. Cruel.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Malus is not a nomad by choice. His people were originally servants to an ancient machine god that, at random, decided to overtake the world. Their minds were ripped from their bodies and placed into mechanical bodies to carry out the great war that the machine god wanted. Malus himself slew hundreds, if not thousands, of innocent people during the march outward. His capacity for killing earned him award after award, and he was even granted a sliver of free will to more creatively destroy that which lay before him.
Eventually, the machine god was destroyed. With its corrupt AI now dead Malus and the rest of the Dread Lords were freed, but without a central AI to lead them, many simply shut off. This included Malus, but his story was not over. Hundreds of years later, long after the Dread Lords were forgotten, the sliver of free will granted to Malus had grown into a full personality. Cruel, merciless, but not necessarily evil anymore. Malus awoke deep within the abandoned prison that held him and his comrades. Breaking free, Malus armed himself with the artifacts that had been stored alongside him and left the prison behind.
The world had changed drastically as he had slept, and now Malus has to adapt to this new world that lay before him. A terrible revelation came to him as he began to explore the changed world: He was not the only one who had been granted a sliver free will. There were others who could awaken, and they could choose to resume the great war that they had been a part of.
Malus resolved that he would hold his own splinter faction against this event, should it happen. He and the other Dread Lords were made for a war that was much bigger than the current world was used to, and Malus feared that they would not be able to adequately stand against the threats of yore should they rise again.
Until that time, Malus decided to test himself against the new heroes emerging into the world. This had two beneficial effects: Malus would learn their techniques for himself, and they would learn how to stand against the Dread Lords should the threat emerge once more, even if it was a lesson to be learned in blood.
Eventually, the machine god was destroyed. With its corrupt AI now dead Malus and the rest of the Dread Lords were freed, but without a central AI to lead them, many simply shut off. This included Malus, but his story was not over. Hundreds of years later, long after the Dread Lords were forgotten, the sliver of free will granted to Malus had grown into a full personality. Cruel, merciless, but not necessarily evil anymore. Malus awoke deep within the abandoned prison that held him and his comrades. Breaking free, Malus armed himself with the artifacts that had been stored alongside him and left the prison behind.
The world had changed drastically as he had slept, and now Malus has to adapt to this new world that lay before him. A terrible revelation came to him as he began to explore the changed world: He was not the only one who had been granted a sliver free will. There were others who could awaken, and they could choose to resume the great war that they had been a part of.
Malus resolved that he would hold his own splinter faction against this event, should it happen. He and the other Dread Lords were made for a war that was much bigger than the current world was used to, and Malus feared that they would not be able to adequately stand against the threats of yore should they rise again.
Until that time, Malus decided to test himself against the new heroes emerging into the world. This had two beneficial effects: Malus would learn their techniques for himself, and they would learn how to stand against the Dread Lords should the threat emerge once more, even if it was a lesson to be learned in blood.
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
FIGHTING STYLE
SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
SUPER MOVES
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Malus is optimized to kill... Everything. With combat algorithms created by an omnicidial god-machine and a body far stronger and much more durable than most bodies of flesh, Malus simply marches forward in a ceaseless tide against his opponents. He doesn't need to be flashy, he doesn't need to be subversive. All Malus needs to do is simply smash his way through to victory. Raw and brutal power are all that it takes for him to get what he wants.
SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
■ Ghostscythe
Malus's scythe flares bright green, and for a time simply melts away armor, much like a lightsaber would.
■ Plasma Pulse
Making use of the cap of his staff, Malus releases a bolt of plasma energy in a direction. This bolt of plasma is fast, hits hard, and is extremely accurate. However, due to its volatile nature it lasts for only a few meters before fizzling out.
■ Living Metal
Living Metal is unique in that it is both passive and active. In it's passive state, Living Metal repairs minor damage over time and heals light damage fairly quickly. When activated, this healing is amplified to extreme amounts, capable of pulling Malus back together from just about anything. Due to his power orb, Malus can also regenerate at it's position rather than where he was. As such, even if you blast him apart, one small part of him might just go missing, leaving him to regenerate over time.
■ Power Orb: Shield projection.
Holding his power orb upwards, Malus projects a green shield around the area. This shield protects well against ranged attacks, but does nothing against people entering or exiting the shield or melee attacks.
■ Power Orb: Repair Machine.
Malus can use the power orb to render a non-functioning machine functional again. This can range from simple things like an engine or a toaster to even complex machines like fellow Dread Lords. It can only repair one machine at a time, but can be supercharged to repair multiple Dread Lords, as they resonate with it's energy better.
■ Power Orb: Hack.
Using fragments of the destroyed God-Machine AI, the power orb is capable of hacking through most security systems with ease.
SUPER MOVES
■ Wrath of the Machine God.
Malus supercharges his body, granting him the ability to sprint and move extremely quickly while still striking with the titanic force he usually has.
■ Power Orb: Army of the Machine God.
Holding the power orb high, Malus summons some of the Dread Lords he was imprisoned with to the field. They fight independently, but are not sentient like Malus is. They work towards the same goal as Malus. The warriors summoned carry gauss rifles, which fire bolts of plasma for a longer range than Malus's warscythe can. Needless to say, they are ranged focused and will not eagerly engage in melee, though are more than capable of holding their own. Visual Aid.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Malus and the other Dread Lords were not built with speed in mind. The Machine-God thought his victory inevitable, and thus organized the Dread Lords to slowly push outward like a wave. It didn't need to hurry, and it's design reflects this. Malus cannot run or move faster than a brisk walk. He also cannot jump very high and cannot float, though without need for air he may simply walk along the base of any body of water he encounters.
Malus is also rather disliked by the world at large due to his status as a Dread Lord. What does not help this is that he is utterly useless for stealth due to the sheer amount of noise he makes. Malus does not really interact with people at large, and he often avoids towns and cities when he can. Nomads are a tad bit more accepting, though not by much. At the very least one normad does not call an army upon him.
Malus is also rather disliked by the world at large due to his status as a Dread Lord. What does not help this is that he is utterly useless for stealth due to the sheer amount of noise he makes. Malus does not really interact with people at large, and he often avoids towns and cities when he can. Nomads are a tad bit more accepting, though not by much. At the very least one normad does not call an army upon him.
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Nothing.
Alright. Here's Malus. Hopefully he's not too crazy. I gave him a bit of an edge since I figure most people won't want to group up with him and he'll be mostly solo.
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Person from the old thread just stating her interest to play on this again when the new thread starts.
Also, I was the one who made the human character in the demo section. :D
Also, I was the one who made the human character in the demo section. :D
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Interested, though I am not sure what I am going to do char wise yet.
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This is going to get a bit busy with the four newest characters on the block; give me a bit, I'll try to get to them all @Lmpkio@Dead Cruiser@Valor@Bartimaeus, just let me get my utensils and put them all on the chopping block!
In other news, @Megsychan is the chick who did make Yeong-suk, a character mentioned in the op, along with wxp for Ivory and lavul for Rosie! Time to see how the new clashes with the old, aye?
@DracoLunaris well, take your time for now; we have another person who is working on their three charys in the shadows for now. I will state we are getting the ooc up tomorrow or on Wednesday, so if you feel comfortable then with all the info down, then we're cool with that.
In other news, @Megsychan is the chick who did make Yeong-suk, a character mentioned in the op, along with wxp for Ivory and lavul for Rosie! Time to see how the new clashes with the old, aye?
@DracoLunaris well, take your time for now; we have another person who is working on their three charys in the shadows for now. I will state we are getting the ooc up tomorrow or on Wednesday, so if you feel comfortable then with all the info down, then we're cool with that.
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No rush friendo 😁
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Here's my character for your review. Hopefully he's acceptable enough.
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Al Denton
[ hr][ hr]⦋ 20 || American || Male ⦌
APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY
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PERSONALITY TRAITS
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
Standing at around 6'2" and weighing one hundred and eighty two pounds his guy is sort of a tall lanky fellow with lean but dense muscle. He stands with a forward slouch and generally dresses down, his aim more for comfort than style. As a matter of fact he tries not to stand out by generally wearing plainer colors such as black, grey and white. Overall people who know him would describe him as a rather miserable looking guy. He rarely smiles and he keeps his eyes mostly down to the floor more often than not. His most identifying feature is his set of black fingerless gloves with blue straps.
PERSONALITY TRAITS
- Depressed.
- Pessimistic.
- Enduring.
- Serious.
- Shy.
- Caring.
- Principled.
- Always Thinking.
- Pessimistic.
- Enduring.
- Serious.
- Shy.
- Caring.
- Principled.
- Always Thinking.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
From the beginning Allan's life was a hard one. He was raised an only son with only a mother to take care of him. From an early age his mother had to dedicate more time to the flower shop she ran in order to keep the family afloat. He only really ever saw his mother early in the morning before he went to school and even then she was much too busy to properly take care of him. He did everything himself since he was forced to take care of himself since his mother was simply too busy to help.
Life at school was no easier. Being as shy as he was he never really made any friends and many of the other students took great delight out of tormenting him as well as anyone else who was unlucky enough to not fit in. He learned very little in the classrooms but out in the playground he learned to be hard, to be tough and to survive. Needless to say the days of his life when he was supposed to be enjoying life and having fun were spent in misery, fear and social isolation. Still, despite all the terrible things the people around did to him he vowed never to become like his tormentors.
Many years of this life he spent like this, resolute on trying not to become the scum of the earth which he had to endure the company of in the hallways and streets. It was at this point he started to realize he had strange powers he wasn't aware of. He went to the places he usually went when he wanted to be alone, places no one else typically went to such as abandoned junk piles, abandoned buildings and the sort. Outside the prying eyes of his peers he practiced, examining these strange new abilities he could now wield. In these places he practiced, testing the boundaries of his strength and improving them. Even with these new gifts he still continued on with life, keeping the power he wielded as a secret only he knew.
As he came of age he figured he needed to pick up a career in order to feed himself and afford rent. He managed to score a job as a security guard at a mall. It was by no means a highly prestigious position but they were willing to hire him and it beat working as a fry cook. What was nice was that since he picked up the night shifts he was often times the only guard on shift. He'd find areas away from the cameras and work out, testing his powers in secrecy while at work. It was also nice because during the day he had time to train in hand-to-hand fighting, an additional means of better controlling his strength. Of course he was definitely careful to make sure not to use any of his powers while training lest he end up revealing his secret.
One late night while Al was busy doing curls with a vending machine he heard a strange noise coming from down the hall. He set the large soda dispenser back against the wall and started walking towards the source of the noise. He approached a strange curio shop full of all sorts of unusual miscellanea, trinkets and the sort. Inside he could see three figures approaching the entrance. One set of footsteps was heavy and hard while another was accompanied with the rattling of a chain. The third was normal.
When the intruders stepped out he was in for a surprise. The first guy looked like the usual street punk with long ratty hair, dragging along a long heavy looking chain. The second guy looked like some sort of high end CEO type of fellow, complete with pitch black slicked back hair and a suit that looked like it cost more than Al's yearly pay multiplied by ten but more worryingly were his eyes which were blazing with fire. The third guy was the most surprising, a huge man covered from head to toe in a suit of chitinous stark black insectoid armor, a pair of glowing red eyes peering out from the open slot in what seemed to be partly a helmet and partly a growth fused to his black skin.
"What the..." Al was rightly at a loss for words upon stumbling upon this band of intruders. The serious man in a suit simply raised his hand, pointing straight at him.
"Take him out." The man with the burning eyes commanded. Al's body barely had time to even tense as the hulking man in chitinous armor lunged forward immediately upon hearing the order. With a fist easily as large as Al's own head he smashed him with a straight punch to the chest, sending him flying back with the sheer force he hit him with. Sailing through the air Al's body hit the mesh gate in front of the grocery store, tore a hole straight through it and continued through until he crashed into the side of a line of shelves.
"Huh. They usually break." The armored man remarked as he looked to where Al had landed. He was slumped in the crater his back left on the shelf, food items scattered about the floor. His whole chest throbbed with pain and his breathing was labored. Still, despite the tremendous force of the blow his rib cage remained intact. There was still fight in him yet as he struggled back to his feet, attempting to gather his bearings.
"Haha! Looks like this night just got interesting!" The one who held the chain jubilated, the thrill of the fight sending a chill of excitement as he surged forward, his chain slithering behind him. Swinging the chain forward the linked line of metal suddenly became a whole lot more animated, whipping out towards Al who was still staggering from the previous blow. The long chain cut through the metal mesh in front of the store like it was tissue paper, lashing out and wrapping around Al's torso. Al attempted to grab the chain but before he could attempt to seize it the seemingly living metal launched up, driving his head into the ceiling before it slammed him down into the floor. The whole ground shook at the impact, leaving an Al shaped hole in the floor.
This was bad. He was just being slung around like a toy doll by this greasy street punk, cackling as he manipulated the chain to his every whim. The chain's hold on him was powerful like the grip of a titan, even for one as strong as he. There was little way he was going to loosen it's grip on him, not that it was giving him any real opportunity to as it ran his head down the shelves along an entire aisle. Thinking fast as he was real tired of being smashed into things he caught a loose glass jar of salsa. As the man wielding the chain reeled him in for a real beat-down Al pitched the jar as hard as he could at the guy's head.
Crash! The jar connected, shattering from the force of the impact. With a short note of surprise and pain the punk's head whipped back. The chain lost all strength as the body slumped to the floor, knocked cold. Before Al could rise to his feet however the armored man rushed over, arms raised to deliver a haymaker.
Al rolled out of the path of the blow just in the nick of time, sending chips of flooring and concrete up at him like shrapnel. Even as thrashed as he was the sharp debris failed to pierce his rock hard skin. Without a moment's pause he scrambled to his feet and started running away, the insectoid ogre of a man giving chase. Though Al was light and strong the larger man held a lot of momentum and was gaining on him. Seconds from being caught he made a sudden right, turning down and aisle and taking off. The armored attacker had more difficulty turning on a dime like Al did, the distance between them growing.
Despite this gap he grew with so much aisle to travel down Al realized he wasn't going to make it to the end before his pursuer could get to him. In a snap decision of desperation he skidded to a halt before leaping at the heavy pugilist, both legs out in a double kick at the guy. While the kick connected the force only served to briefly halt the man while Al simply fell to the floor, on his back once more. To keep the chitinous bruiser from descending upon him he attempted to kick the foe back but he simply swept Al's legs aside and started raining blows upon him.
Al had his arms tucked in a tight guard but each hit landed with enough force to drive him through the ground, a little deeper with each punch. That was not to mention the fact that he felt like he was getting hit by a speeding car with each punch he took. He knew that simply defending only meant that he was going to get killed, plain and simple. With that in mind he seized the brief moment after a strike where the man wasn't hitting him and lowered his guard, reaching down and grabbing hold of the man's black chitinous ankles. With a swift yank Al pulled himself in between the man's legs, his head slipping right below a blow meant for his face. Now behind the guy he swiveled on his back, facing his feet at the assaulter's back plates. Pushing off from his back he kicked the man's rear end, sending him tipping over onto his face.
It was a window to act. He was succeeding much better than he initially felt, what with one attacker down and the other now open for retaliation. He could of run then but he decided to try his hand and fight back. Quickly pushing himself up onto his feet he was about to seize the opportunity to strike back when something caught his eye. Right in his arms reach on the shelves next to him were jars of peanut butter. Now this would not be an interesting fact under any regular circumstances but in this case it was pertinent since his foe was armored. The likes of this guy's chitinous shell might rebuff his fists however peanut butter would definitely find it's way through the cracks in his protection.
Just as the armored man was rising to his knees in the process of standing up he looked up only to see plastic case of peanut butter rapidly approaching his face. Before he could intercept the object with his hands Al drove it right into his face. The package was ripped apart upon the harsh edges of the foe's face plates, the gooey light brown paste splattering through the brow guards into his eyes. Al leaned back, dodging a fast swat at him as the blinded fighter roared in inarticulate offense. This was it, the time to lay down some revenge pummeling.
Only for everything to suddenly light up. A beam of concentrated fire, about as large as Al's own body, burnt a hole through each and almost every object in it's path. Were he some ordinary human he'd be little more than charred dust at this moment. Thanks to his phenomenal defense however the stream of fire only served to completely immolate him, the heat blistering his skin.
This whole time the man with the burning eyes had been following his every move, watching him even through the many shelves and other obstacles. This was why they needed him, because once he sees someone he can always see where they are. The ability to incinerate all that he sees with fire was simply a pleasant side benefit.
At this point the man in armor was not important. The man with the chain nor even the man in the suit were important. The only thing that was important was the fire. He needed to put it out, nothing else at that moment mattered to him. Quite nearly flailing in agony Al ran for the nearest freezer and jumped into it, not even bothering to open the door as he simply crashed through the glass pane. Once inside he grabbed several buckets of ice cream and pressed them flat against himself, dousing the flames in ice cold cream. Once the worst of the fires were quelled he looked out to assess the situation.
The guy with the chain was starting to come out from his brief bout of unconsciousness and the armored man was still busy trying and failing to clear the peanut butter from his eyes since the chitinous plates around his fingers were too large to fit in his eye slot. The man in the suit however was still looking straight at him, the flames in his eyes growing with intensity. This wasn't a fight he was going to win. Even if he tried to stop the man in the suit from immolating him all over again the man with the chain was going to be rejoining the fight shortly and the armored man not long after him. Seeing no clear victory to be had he decided to take this momentary recess to escape.
Leaping from the freezer Al ran for the exit. Like a rabbit in pursuit his heart was beating rapidly as the adrenaline carried him forward, keeping him moving and holding back every sense that was pushing at the gates of his awareness to tell him he should stop moving and collapse. He bolted through the exit, tripping the silent alarm to the building as a result. This did not keep him however as he kept running, not pausing until his legs were on the verge of giving out beneath him. After the panic that gripped him had faded fatigue filled the void it had left, leaving Al with little other choice than to collapse into the nearest dumpster, resting upon bags of garbage until he was able to fight through the pain he was in and find the strength to dial a cab.
As the man with the chain's vision stopped spinning he held his head which throbbed with pain, looking about for the guard that dealt him the blow only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the man running through the exit. Before he could chase however the man in the suit extended an arm, holding him back.
"Hey, we just letting him go alive-like just like that?" The punk complained, the chain in his hands itching to coil around Al's throat and crush the life out of him.
"No. More formidable foes are on route to here. We have the stone, we need to leave. Now."
The two wanted to finish what they started with the lone security guard however neither one were going to disobey the words of their leader. Waiting only long enough for the man in armor to rinse the peanut butter from his face plates they fled the scene before their opposition could close on the situation. Aside from failing to kill a witness their crime went mostly without error. This was not the last time Al was going to see them however.
He recovered quickly after the incident. By the time he was home he felt fine despite suffering injuries that would of left most people hospitalized for months. He discovered he could use his power for more than just taking hits and dealing them out. He could also heal damage suffered simply by concentrating on recovering, hence his state upon returning home.
Despite keeping his powers hidden all this time he knew that hiding was no longer an option. This was made especially clear when investigators interviewed him regarding footage of the encounter. Given how he was on shift when the damage occured he was guaranteed to be out of his job. Luckily the information regarding the more supernatural aspects were kept from the public. The police records were confiscated by government agents for review from higher agencies.
After all that Al figured if he couldn't live a normal life he might as well become a nomad. At least then he might have the free time to try and find the guys who attacked him and figure out what that was all about.
Life at school was no easier. Being as shy as he was he never really made any friends and many of the other students took great delight out of tormenting him as well as anyone else who was unlucky enough to not fit in. He learned very little in the classrooms but out in the playground he learned to be hard, to be tough and to survive. Needless to say the days of his life when he was supposed to be enjoying life and having fun were spent in misery, fear and social isolation. Still, despite all the terrible things the people around did to him he vowed never to become like his tormentors.
Many years of this life he spent like this, resolute on trying not to become the scum of the earth which he had to endure the company of in the hallways and streets. It was at this point he started to realize he had strange powers he wasn't aware of. He went to the places he usually went when he wanted to be alone, places no one else typically went to such as abandoned junk piles, abandoned buildings and the sort. Outside the prying eyes of his peers he practiced, examining these strange new abilities he could now wield. In these places he practiced, testing the boundaries of his strength and improving them. Even with these new gifts he still continued on with life, keeping the power he wielded as a secret only he knew.
As he came of age he figured he needed to pick up a career in order to feed himself and afford rent. He managed to score a job as a security guard at a mall. It was by no means a highly prestigious position but they were willing to hire him and it beat working as a fry cook. What was nice was that since he picked up the night shifts he was often times the only guard on shift. He'd find areas away from the cameras and work out, testing his powers in secrecy while at work. It was also nice because during the day he had time to train in hand-to-hand fighting, an additional means of better controlling his strength. Of course he was definitely careful to make sure not to use any of his powers while training lest he end up revealing his secret.
One late night while Al was busy doing curls with a vending machine he heard a strange noise coming from down the hall. He set the large soda dispenser back against the wall and started walking towards the source of the noise. He approached a strange curio shop full of all sorts of unusual miscellanea, trinkets and the sort. Inside he could see three figures approaching the entrance. One set of footsteps was heavy and hard while another was accompanied with the rattling of a chain. The third was normal.
When the intruders stepped out he was in for a surprise. The first guy looked like the usual street punk with long ratty hair, dragging along a long heavy looking chain. The second guy looked like some sort of high end CEO type of fellow, complete with pitch black slicked back hair and a suit that looked like it cost more than Al's yearly pay multiplied by ten but more worryingly were his eyes which were blazing with fire. The third guy was the most surprising, a huge man covered from head to toe in a suit of chitinous stark black insectoid armor, a pair of glowing red eyes peering out from the open slot in what seemed to be partly a helmet and partly a growth fused to his black skin.
"What the..." Al was rightly at a loss for words upon stumbling upon this band of intruders. The serious man in a suit simply raised his hand, pointing straight at him.
"Take him out." The man with the burning eyes commanded. Al's body barely had time to even tense as the hulking man in chitinous armor lunged forward immediately upon hearing the order. With a fist easily as large as Al's own head he smashed him with a straight punch to the chest, sending him flying back with the sheer force he hit him with. Sailing through the air Al's body hit the mesh gate in front of the grocery store, tore a hole straight through it and continued through until he crashed into the side of a line of shelves.
"Huh. They usually break." The armored man remarked as he looked to where Al had landed. He was slumped in the crater his back left on the shelf, food items scattered about the floor. His whole chest throbbed with pain and his breathing was labored. Still, despite the tremendous force of the blow his rib cage remained intact. There was still fight in him yet as he struggled back to his feet, attempting to gather his bearings.
"Haha! Looks like this night just got interesting!" The one who held the chain jubilated, the thrill of the fight sending a chill of excitement as he surged forward, his chain slithering behind him. Swinging the chain forward the linked line of metal suddenly became a whole lot more animated, whipping out towards Al who was still staggering from the previous blow. The long chain cut through the metal mesh in front of the store like it was tissue paper, lashing out and wrapping around Al's torso. Al attempted to grab the chain but before he could attempt to seize it the seemingly living metal launched up, driving his head into the ceiling before it slammed him down into the floor. The whole ground shook at the impact, leaving an Al shaped hole in the floor.
This was bad. He was just being slung around like a toy doll by this greasy street punk, cackling as he manipulated the chain to his every whim. The chain's hold on him was powerful like the grip of a titan, even for one as strong as he. There was little way he was going to loosen it's grip on him, not that it was giving him any real opportunity to as it ran his head down the shelves along an entire aisle. Thinking fast as he was real tired of being smashed into things he caught a loose glass jar of salsa. As the man wielding the chain reeled him in for a real beat-down Al pitched the jar as hard as he could at the guy's head.
Crash! The jar connected, shattering from the force of the impact. With a short note of surprise and pain the punk's head whipped back. The chain lost all strength as the body slumped to the floor, knocked cold. Before Al could rise to his feet however the armored man rushed over, arms raised to deliver a haymaker.
Al rolled out of the path of the blow just in the nick of time, sending chips of flooring and concrete up at him like shrapnel. Even as thrashed as he was the sharp debris failed to pierce his rock hard skin. Without a moment's pause he scrambled to his feet and started running away, the insectoid ogre of a man giving chase. Though Al was light and strong the larger man held a lot of momentum and was gaining on him. Seconds from being caught he made a sudden right, turning down and aisle and taking off. The armored attacker had more difficulty turning on a dime like Al did, the distance between them growing.
Despite this gap he grew with so much aisle to travel down Al realized he wasn't going to make it to the end before his pursuer could get to him. In a snap decision of desperation he skidded to a halt before leaping at the heavy pugilist, both legs out in a double kick at the guy. While the kick connected the force only served to briefly halt the man while Al simply fell to the floor, on his back once more. To keep the chitinous bruiser from descending upon him he attempted to kick the foe back but he simply swept Al's legs aside and started raining blows upon him.
Al had his arms tucked in a tight guard but each hit landed with enough force to drive him through the ground, a little deeper with each punch. That was not to mention the fact that he felt like he was getting hit by a speeding car with each punch he took. He knew that simply defending only meant that he was going to get killed, plain and simple. With that in mind he seized the brief moment after a strike where the man wasn't hitting him and lowered his guard, reaching down and grabbing hold of the man's black chitinous ankles. With a swift yank Al pulled himself in between the man's legs, his head slipping right below a blow meant for his face. Now behind the guy he swiveled on his back, facing his feet at the assaulter's back plates. Pushing off from his back he kicked the man's rear end, sending him tipping over onto his face.
It was a window to act. He was succeeding much better than he initially felt, what with one attacker down and the other now open for retaliation. He could of run then but he decided to try his hand and fight back. Quickly pushing himself up onto his feet he was about to seize the opportunity to strike back when something caught his eye. Right in his arms reach on the shelves next to him were jars of peanut butter. Now this would not be an interesting fact under any regular circumstances but in this case it was pertinent since his foe was armored. The likes of this guy's chitinous shell might rebuff his fists however peanut butter would definitely find it's way through the cracks in his protection.
Just as the armored man was rising to his knees in the process of standing up he looked up only to see plastic case of peanut butter rapidly approaching his face. Before he could intercept the object with his hands Al drove it right into his face. The package was ripped apart upon the harsh edges of the foe's face plates, the gooey light brown paste splattering through the brow guards into his eyes. Al leaned back, dodging a fast swat at him as the blinded fighter roared in inarticulate offense. This was it, the time to lay down some revenge pummeling.
Only for everything to suddenly light up. A beam of concentrated fire, about as large as Al's own body, burnt a hole through each and almost every object in it's path. Were he some ordinary human he'd be little more than charred dust at this moment. Thanks to his phenomenal defense however the stream of fire only served to completely immolate him, the heat blistering his skin.
This whole time the man with the burning eyes had been following his every move, watching him even through the many shelves and other obstacles. This was why they needed him, because once he sees someone he can always see where they are. The ability to incinerate all that he sees with fire was simply a pleasant side benefit.
At this point the man in armor was not important. The man with the chain nor even the man in the suit were important. The only thing that was important was the fire. He needed to put it out, nothing else at that moment mattered to him. Quite nearly flailing in agony Al ran for the nearest freezer and jumped into it, not even bothering to open the door as he simply crashed through the glass pane. Once inside he grabbed several buckets of ice cream and pressed them flat against himself, dousing the flames in ice cold cream. Once the worst of the fires were quelled he looked out to assess the situation.
The guy with the chain was starting to come out from his brief bout of unconsciousness and the armored man was still busy trying and failing to clear the peanut butter from his eyes since the chitinous plates around his fingers were too large to fit in his eye slot. The man in the suit however was still looking straight at him, the flames in his eyes growing with intensity. This wasn't a fight he was going to win. Even if he tried to stop the man in the suit from immolating him all over again the man with the chain was going to be rejoining the fight shortly and the armored man not long after him. Seeing no clear victory to be had he decided to take this momentary recess to escape.
Leaping from the freezer Al ran for the exit. Like a rabbit in pursuit his heart was beating rapidly as the adrenaline carried him forward, keeping him moving and holding back every sense that was pushing at the gates of his awareness to tell him he should stop moving and collapse. He bolted through the exit, tripping the silent alarm to the building as a result. This did not keep him however as he kept running, not pausing until his legs were on the verge of giving out beneath him. After the panic that gripped him had faded fatigue filled the void it had left, leaving Al with little other choice than to collapse into the nearest dumpster, resting upon bags of garbage until he was able to fight through the pain he was in and find the strength to dial a cab.
As the man with the chain's vision stopped spinning he held his head which throbbed with pain, looking about for the guard that dealt him the blow only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the man running through the exit. Before he could chase however the man in the suit extended an arm, holding him back.
"Hey, we just letting him go alive-like just like that?" The punk complained, the chain in his hands itching to coil around Al's throat and crush the life out of him.
"No. More formidable foes are on route to here. We have the stone, we need to leave. Now."
The two wanted to finish what they started with the lone security guard however neither one were going to disobey the words of their leader. Waiting only long enough for the man in armor to rinse the peanut butter from his face plates they fled the scene before their opposition could close on the situation. Aside from failing to kill a witness their crime went mostly without error. This was not the last time Al was going to see them however.
He recovered quickly after the incident. By the time he was home he felt fine despite suffering injuries that would of left most people hospitalized for months. He discovered he could use his power for more than just taking hits and dealing them out. He could also heal damage suffered simply by concentrating on recovering, hence his state upon returning home.
Despite keeping his powers hidden all this time he knew that hiding was no longer an option. This was made especially clear when investigators interviewed him regarding footage of the encounter. Given how he was on shift when the damage occured he was guaranteed to be out of his job. Luckily the information regarding the more supernatural aspects were kept from the public. The police records were confiscated by government agents for review from higher agencies.
After all that Al figured if he couldn't live a normal life he might as well become a nomad. At least then he might have the free time to try and find the guys who attacked him and figure out what that was all about.
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
[ hr]FIGHTING STYLE
SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
He has none currently available to him.
SUPER MOVES
He has none currently available to him.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
It's quite evident that Al's not highly trained. While he's not bad off in Thai Boxing he's no master, not even a black belt. As such his style is largely characterized as simple. He throws jabs, hooks, straight kicks, roundhouse kicks, knee strikes and elbow strikes. His defense is fairly tight though, able to block or avoid most shots thrown at him using a healthy combination of arm & leg blocks with moving in and out of specific attack ranges. He likes to play it safe and stick outside of his opponent's range until his foe closes the distance at which point he moves in close, keeping up his defense while throwing out powerful short ranged strikes. If his opponent chooses to keep poking at him from afar he'll try and close the distance, tanking whatever blows come his way as he attempts to cross the attack threshold. Despite his lack of techniques he's quite adaptable, able to use his opponent's weaknesses and the environment to his advantage when possible.
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Al is a nephilim, born of a human mother and an angel. As a result his ki is quite substantial, complete with benefits straight from his divine half. The most substantial feature of his is the nature of his ki. His ki's affinity is Internal so while inside him it's substantially more abundant and powerful whereas it quickly dwindles when used for external purposes. He possesses an internal reservoire which replenishes at an extraordinary rate, allowing him to recharge his ki from nearly empty to fully charged in the span of five minutes. This ki rejuvenation is constant, replenishing like a never ending stream born from within.
This ki is born of the divine so it is limited to holy effects. Given it's affinity he's mostly locked to effects which only effect him, the closer the better. The various applications are as follows:
Divine Might |Toggleable|
Al is able to boost his strength to superhuman levels, allowing him to bring a speeding bus to a dead stop with the right footing. This power is spread through his entire body, making him stronger all throughout himself. This power is only at it's strongest unarmed however. Using a weapon reduces the force of it's impact as a result of his strength by half, decreasing from there in proportion to the length of the weapon. The maximum force to length ratio begins at a small knife and simply shrinks further for longer weapons. Almost nothing Al wields impacts harder than his fists, feet, knees, elbows, head or just him in general. Thrown objects will still maintain the full force born from the use of his strength however since throwing something does not count as making it an extention to himself, thus the ki never leaves his body which allows it to maintain full potency.
This power drains a steady amount of ki while active, only slightly less than the amount he passively rejuvenates. He can choose to relinquish his strength and regain it at will nigh instantaneously. In addition when this power is used against demonic subjects or things with demonic energy present in or upon them the effects of this power are doubled. Furthermore this power infuses his attacks with a spiritual ki which can effect intangible foes such as ghosts and other phantasmal entities so long as they possess a soul. The ki infusing his strength interacts with the soul as physical matter would with the flesh.
Divine Protection |Reactive|
Upon taking damage Al's ki will harden around the area harmed, turning his flesh and bone into reactive armor. His flesh becomes as hard as steel while still maintaining it's organic flexibility and his bone becomes as solid as high carbon substances such as diamonds or cubic zirconias. Unlike Divine Might Al can conduct a lesser portion of this power to others through touch. Al must remain in physical contact with the subject in order to continue channeling his ki through them and as such the protection will end immediately upon loss of contact. In addition the protection is only half as effective for the recipient than it is for him.
This power requires no manual activation, only spending ki upon shielding against damage. The amount of ki spent upon activation is proportionate to the amount of damage received, up to the limit of damage it's hardness can endure. In addition when this power opposes anything demonic or containing demonic energy it will only spend half as much ki to shield against the damage as it would for a regular attack. Furthermore this power will defend against spirits and other phantasmal foes in possession of a soul as if they were solid.
Divine Healing |Channeled|
Al's most notable ability, the power to heal wounds and purify ailments at a relatively rapid rate. At will he can focus his ki, spurring it to begin restoring his body to it's predetermined state as according to the blueprint of his soul. The rate at which it heals is as follows:
Small wounds & bruises - between five to ten seconds for full recovery.
Large wounds, small burns and minor fractures - between ten to thirty seconds before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Major wounds, second to third degree burns and large fractures - between thirty seconds to one minute before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Deadly wounds, limb loss and bone breaks - between one to three minutes before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Nigh fatal wounds, multiple limb losses, major bone and/or torso destruction - between three to five minutes before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Wounds greater than this cannot be healed from as they result in near immediate brain death.
If limbs are removed but later placed back on the healing to restore said limb is one category higher. Types of injuries not listed above are to be given an approximate estimate of severity which will decide where among these categories it falls under. The same can be said of diseases, poisons, and even magical ailments. Anything that is at all connected to Al's body directly can eventually be undone with relative haste. The same can be said for afflictions of the mind. If something alters his memories however the process of restoring his mind might leave him with selective amnesia as it will purge the altered memories along with whatever else is influencing him.
This power drains a steady amount of ki while active at a rate which is just slightly more than the amount he passively rejuvenates. Al can conduct this power to others through maintained direct physical contact. The healing takes twice as long for others and costs double the amount of ki. In addition this power holds no benefit for subjects with demonic energy present within them as the ki will damage them for as much as it heals them.
Divine Flight |Passive|
Al possesses the ability to fly at will. He is currently unaware of this ability however. At first he will begin to understand that he can make himself lighter at will, allowing him to jump greater and greater distances until he eventually is able to cease falling altogether. With training he will learn how to direct his motion in midair until he attains a finer degree of control over his aerial movements.
This power is technically always active but can be consciously suppressed if needed. The power costs slightly less ki than roughly a quarter of the rate at which he rejuvenates it.
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Al is a nephilim, born of a human mother and an angel. As a result his ki is quite substantial, complete with benefits straight from his divine half. The most substantial feature of his is the nature of his ki. His ki's affinity is Internal so while inside him it's substantially more abundant and powerful whereas it quickly dwindles when used for external purposes. He possesses an internal reservoire which replenishes at an extraordinary rate, allowing him to recharge his ki from nearly empty to fully charged in the span of five minutes. This ki rejuvenation is constant, replenishing like a never ending stream born from within.
This ki is born of the divine so it is limited to holy effects. Given it's affinity he's mostly locked to effects which only effect him, the closer the better. The various applications are as follows:
Divine Might |Toggleable|
Al is able to boost his strength to superhuman levels, allowing him to bring a speeding bus to a dead stop with the right footing. This power is spread through his entire body, making him stronger all throughout himself. This power is only at it's strongest unarmed however. Using a weapon reduces the force of it's impact as a result of his strength by half, decreasing from there in proportion to the length of the weapon. The maximum force to length ratio begins at a small knife and simply shrinks further for longer weapons. Almost nothing Al wields impacts harder than his fists, feet, knees, elbows, head or just him in general. Thrown objects will still maintain the full force born from the use of his strength however since throwing something does not count as making it an extention to himself, thus the ki never leaves his body which allows it to maintain full potency.
This power drains a steady amount of ki while active, only slightly less than the amount he passively rejuvenates. He can choose to relinquish his strength and regain it at will nigh instantaneously. In addition when this power is used against demonic subjects or things with demonic energy present in or upon them the effects of this power are doubled. Furthermore this power infuses his attacks with a spiritual ki which can effect intangible foes such as ghosts and other phantasmal entities so long as they possess a soul. The ki infusing his strength interacts with the soul as physical matter would with the flesh.
Divine Protection |Reactive|
Upon taking damage Al's ki will harden around the area harmed, turning his flesh and bone into reactive armor. His flesh becomes as hard as steel while still maintaining it's organic flexibility and his bone becomes as solid as high carbon substances such as diamonds or cubic zirconias. Unlike Divine Might Al can conduct a lesser portion of this power to others through touch. Al must remain in physical contact with the subject in order to continue channeling his ki through them and as such the protection will end immediately upon loss of contact. In addition the protection is only half as effective for the recipient than it is for him.
This power requires no manual activation, only spending ki upon shielding against damage. The amount of ki spent upon activation is proportionate to the amount of damage received, up to the limit of damage it's hardness can endure. In addition when this power opposes anything demonic or containing demonic energy it will only spend half as much ki to shield against the damage as it would for a regular attack. Furthermore this power will defend against spirits and other phantasmal foes in possession of a soul as if they were solid.
Divine Healing |Channeled|
Al's most notable ability, the power to heal wounds and purify ailments at a relatively rapid rate. At will he can focus his ki, spurring it to begin restoring his body to it's predetermined state as according to the blueprint of his soul. The rate at which it heals is as follows:
Small wounds & bruises - between five to ten seconds for full recovery.
Large wounds, small burns and minor fractures - between ten to thirty seconds before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Major wounds, second to third degree burns and large fractures - between thirty seconds to one minute before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Deadly wounds, limb loss and bone breaks - between one to three minutes before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Nigh fatal wounds, multiple limb losses, major bone and/or torso destruction - between three to five minutes before it ascends to a lesser wound category.
Wounds greater than this cannot be healed from as they result in near immediate brain death.
If limbs are removed but later placed back on the healing to restore said limb is one category higher. Types of injuries not listed above are to be given an approximate estimate of severity which will decide where among these categories it falls under. The same can be said of diseases, poisons, and even magical ailments. Anything that is at all connected to Al's body directly can eventually be undone with relative haste. The same can be said for afflictions of the mind. If something alters his memories however the process of restoring his mind might leave him with selective amnesia as it will purge the altered memories along with whatever else is influencing him.
This power drains a steady amount of ki while active at a rate which is just slightly more than the amount he passively rejuvenates. Al can conduct this power to others through maintained direct physical contact. The healing takes twice as long for others and costs double the amount of ki. In addition this power holds no benefit for subjects with demonic energy present within them as the ki will damage them for as much as it heals them.
Divine Flight |Passive|
Al possesses the ability to fly at will. He is currently unaware of this ability however. At first he will begin to understand that he can make himself lighter at will, allowing him to jump greater and greater distances until he eventually is able to cease falling altogether. With training he will learn how to direct his motion in midair until he attains a finer degree of control over his aerial movements.
This power is technically always active but can be consciously suppressed if needed. The power costs slightly less ki than roughly a quarter of the rate at which he rejuvenates it.
SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
He has none currently available to him.
SUPER MOVES
He has none currently available to him.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Al's biggest weakness is his relative lack of training. He's competent in Thai Boxing but that's about it. While his innate angelic powers more than make up for his lack of experience in combat their nature is bent more towards healing and defense, leaving him quite lacking in diversity when it comes time to attack. All he has to throw at his opponents are unarmed strikes and whatever his creativity can come up with at the moment.
Due to his ki's innate nature being limited strictly to his body his ability to fight at a range is nearly non-existant. He makes up for it largely by closing the distance between him and his opponent however he can. While he might have versatile mobility if he's unable to reach his opponent he'll be at a significant disadvantage.
As for his defense he's vulnerable to being pressured for extended periods without rest. Given even a brief reprieve he can recuperate a great deal but when forced to use multiple powers all at once or simply hit with an onslaught of attacks for his defense to soak he'll start to run out of ki. When he runs completely out ki not only do all his powers deactivate but he also passes out for about a minute since his stamina is directly tied to his ki. This leaves him completely vulnerable for that amount of time.
Lastly there are instances where he'll be reluctant to fight back. He'd much rather avoid hurting women and children even if by not doing so he puts himself and others in danger.
Due to his ki's innate nature being limited strictly to his body his ability to fight at a range is nearly non-existant. He makes up for it largely by closing the distance between him and his opponent however he can. While he might have versatile mobility if he's unable to reach his opponent he'll be at a significant disadvantage.
As for his defense he's vulnerable to being pressured for extended periods without rest. Given even a brief reprieve he can recuperate a great deal but when forced to use multiple powers all at once or simply hit with an onslaught of attacks for his defense to soak he'll start to run out of ki. When he runs completely out ki not only do all his powers deactivate but he also passes out for about a minute since his stamina is directly tied to his ki. This leaves him completely vulnerable for that amount of time.
Lastly there are instances where he'll be reluctant to fight back. He'd much rather avoid hurting women and children even if by not doing so he puts himself and others in danger.
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Savo Time to go to Hell
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Sorry for taking way too friggin' long to get a response to all of you guys; was between working on some portions of the ooc and some of my thoughts on your characters, as well as my third new character... and college work... yeeeeeaaaah... Regardless, let me put up what I currently have for a few of you people! And by few, I mean like, just two.
@Lmpkio, so far the appearance and personality seem par for the course when looking at him. A minor thing to note comes over when he was born. Could you possibly change it to be vague in that retrospect so we don't have the set date be like 2008 or something? Like say he was born around the time in the Qing Dynasty's decline? I do want to give more leeway to when this whole story kicks off as well, so that's me. Other than that, your story checks out... but moving on to your characters moves.
You might of gone overboard with him. He has average elemental attacks here and there that can cover for a variety of different situations while still being pretty strong. For the most part, he doesn't seem to have much flow with his kit. He can effectively rush anyone down just as easily as harassing them at range with a couple of his attacks. Along with that he has a couple of moves that either buff his speed or defense with the main downside of this is when he uses his abilities in extreme environments which comes off as super situational. Along with that, it doesn't even matter if he loses access as other attacks will become empowered in the process. He sacrifices a little bit of versatility for a much stronger attack.
Or maybe two attacks become stronger with the same cost as the one stated above. Currently don't see anything wrong with his supers right now.
Also, the final portion of weakness is a bit... meh. Powerful magic wielders can also defeat other peoples characters and heavy gun weaponry can cause harm to characters as well. Also, most of our cast is mortal too, so yeah, the final portion of his weaknesses basically can apply to almost everyone else.
@Dead Cruiser, parodic and over the top is fine, I could handle that.
The problem is she's too op. Like ridiculously op to the point where dramatic stakes become dramatic steaks with a side of ham... let me do my best to break down the OPG and why I cannot accept her in this state.
Unskilled but strong. I feel that's what comes up with this character, but there is literally no point to it at all. I'm pretty sure that none of the characters, let alone some of the bosses could match her strength, defense, or speed in battle. She seems to probably come off as a god in some of these cases with the only way to match her is to have her strength, speed, and defense.
You pointed out some of her weaknesses. Here's why they don't matter at all. You said she's inexperienced and just prefers to brute force her way through it all. You've even gone as far as to proclaim she is a superb martial artists as well which I feel undercuts what you're trying to describe. Defense being a concern doesn't matter since you already described her to have an impossible defense, with retreating being a legitimately silly notion since she can just blitz a person down and instantly punch them since her speed and strength are cranked up to the max.
Moving on to her endurance, you say she has a good amount of it by human standards and that using her strength is extremely taxing. Your character can nuke or one-shot someone before tiring out, so this downside is meaningless in the spectrum of things. Even you also shoot this weakness yourself.
And more over, you said an experienced fighter can dodge, deflect, or endure her attacks. Problem. She has been described as having god-like speed and ends battles in a single strike. How can an experienced fighter dodge her if she's the fastest, deflect her if she is the strongest, or endure her strike if she ends things in one blow?
Moreover, back to the dramatic stakes. Everything would be downplayed with this chick and everything to a certain degree would be solved with her completely obliterating other opponents. Everyone fighting against a difficult enemy? Step on in and downplay everything they're doing by punching it once. Do what they couldn't do in one strike. Along with that, the tone of the rp would very quickly shift as well, probably the genre of it all, possibly making the wacky fighters more than just an afterthought at this point.
In a nutshell, she needs to be completely redone.
And that's all I got for now. Gonna go grab a bite or something before I get back to this all.
@Lmpkio, so far the appearance and personality seem par for the course when looking at him. A minor thing to note comes over when he was born. Could you possibly change it to be vague in that retrospect so we don't have the set date be like 2008 or something? Like say he was born around the time in the Qing Dynasty's decline? I do want to give more leeway to when this whole story kicks off as well, so that's me. Other than that, your story checks out... but moving on to your characters moves.
You might of gone overboard with him. He has average elemental attacks here and there that can cover for a variety of different situations while still being pretty strong. For the most part, he doesn't seem to have much flow with his kit. He can effectively rush anyone down just as easily as harassing them at range with a couple of his attacks. Along with that he has a couple of moves that either buff his speed or defense with the main downside of this is when he uses his abilities in extreme environments which comes off as super situational. Along with that, it doesn't even matter if he loses access as other attacks will become empowered in the process. He sacrifices a little bit of versatility for a much stronger attack.
Or maybe two attacks become stronger with the same cost as the one stated above. Currently don't see anything wrong with his supers right now.
Also, the final portion of weakness is a bit... meh. Powerful magic wielders can also defeat other peoples characters and heavy gun weaponry can cause harm to characters as well. Also, most of our cast is mortal too, so yeah, the final portion of his weaknesses basically can apply to almost everyone else.
@Dead Cruiser, parodic and over the top is fine, I could handle that.
The problem is she's too op. Like ridiculously op to the point where dramatic stakes become dramatic steaks with a side of ham... let me do my best to break down the OPG and why I cannot accept her in this state.
Unskilled but strong. I feel that's what comes up with this character, but there is literally no point to it at all. I'm pretty sure that none of the characters, let alone some of the bosses could match her strength, defense, or speed in battle. She seems to probably come off as a god in some of these cases with the only way to match her is to have her strength, speed, and defense.
You pointed out some of her weaknesses. Here's why they don't matter at all. You said she's inexperienced and just prefers to brute force her way through it all. You've even gone as far as to proclaim she is a superb martial artists as well which I feel undercuts what you're trying to describe. Defense being a concern doesn't matter since you already described her to have an impossible defense, with retreating being a legitimately silly notion since she can just blitz a person down and instantly punch them since her speed and strength are cranked up to the max.
Moving on to her endurance, you say she has a good amount of it by human standards and that using her strength is extremely taxing. Your character can nuke or one-shot someone before tiring out, so this downside is meaningless in the spectrum of things. Even you also shoot this weakness yourself.
Given that she has only rarely had a battle that lasts longer than a single strike, Makoto is completely oblivious to this weakness.
And more over, you said an experienced fighter can dodge, deflect, or endure her attacks. Problem. She has been described as having god-like speed and ends battles in a single strike. How can an experienced fighter dodge her if she's the fastest, deflect her if she is the strongest, or endure her strike if she ends things in one blow?
Moreover, back to the dramatic stakes. Everything would be downplayed with this chick and everything to a certain degree would be solved with her completely obliterating other opponents. Everyone fighting against a difficult enemy? Step on in and downplay everything they're doing by punching it once. Do what they couldn't do in one strike. Along with that, the tone of the rp would very quickly shift as well, probably the genre of it all, possibly making the wacky fighters more than just an afterthought at this point.
In a nutshell, she needs to be completely redone.
And that's all I got for now. Gonna go grab a bite or something before I get back to this all.
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@Lmpkio, so far the appearance and personality seem par for the course when looking at him. A minor thing to note comes over when he was born. Could you possibly change it to be vague in that retrospect so we don't have the set date be like 2008 or something? Like say he was born around the time in the Qing Dynasty's decline? I do want to give more leeway to when this whole story kicks off as well, so that's me. Other than that, your story checks out... but moving on to your characters moves.
I don't believe you've told us the exact date on when the RP is taking place. Give me a solid year and I'll edit that portion quickly. I can otherwise make it vague if you so want.
You might of gone overboard with him. He has average elemental attacks here and there that can cover for a variety of different situations while still being pretty strong. For the most part, he doesn't seem to have much flow with his kit. He can effectively rush anyone down just as easily as harassing them at range with a couple of his attacks. Along with that he has a couple of moves that either buff his speed or defense with the main downside of this is when he uses his abilities in extreme environments which comes off as super situational. Along with that, it doesn't even matter if he loses access as other attacks will become empowered in the process. He sacrifices a little bit of versatility for a much stronger attack.
Or maybe two attacks become stronger with the same cost as the one stated above. Currently don't see anything wrong with his supers right now.
What might you suggest here? Should I get rid of the ranged attacks and make them more melee based? I want him to have such powers of elemental manipulation and even then I could've added more in (like ice, lightning, etc), but of course that would've been overkill.
Also, the final portion of weakness is a bit... meh. Powerful magic wielders can also defeat other peoples characters and heavy gun weaponry can cause harm to characters as well. Also, most of our cast is mortal too, so yeah, the final portion of his weaknesses basically can apply to almost everyone else.
There's not much else for me to say there. I mean, at least I don't think there is. I could add in the whole reptilian cold-blooded physic, in which he produces more sloppily in colder environments, or is weaker in cold environments, but even then that would be considered as situational.
If you have any ideas that you think can work, by all means let me hear them.
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I don't believe you've told us the exact date on when the RP is taking place. Give me a solid year and I'll edit that portion quickly. I can otherwise make it vague if you so want.
It's around 20XX, probably leaning more towards 201X. All I can say is it's better to leave it vague imo. This one is an easy fix.
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What might you suggest here? Should I get rid of the ranged attacks and make them more melee based? I want him to have such powers of elemental manipulation and even then I could've added more in (like ice, lightning, etc), but of course that would've been overkill.
I was thinking that you don't have to change it all since you're going for versatility, heck the character makes me think of the shotoclone archetype in fighting games to a certain degree. And I'm going to run with what you have with a few mild tweaks.
E.g. your character can have access to all your elemental abilities listed now, but not at the same time.
Your character could be focused on the environment at hand, using that to temper what element he imbues his attacks with from the start, maybe having him in a default state of Earth? He keeps the element until he changes it, i.e. through some sort of special move that has him focus on the environment around him to "understand" it or something. This allows him to change elements. For example, on a rainy day or by a body of water, he could focus and change it to the water element. On a sunny day or in the midst of a fire or place that is pretty dang hot, he could focus and blam, fire element.
You catch my drift, right? While this is situational, it would be up to your character to manipulate the environment and possibly other nomads to his advantage to set up a way so that he can switch elements. Moreover, instead of giving him slashes with different elements, he can have one slash with multiple elements attached on to it.
And he can keep the ranged attacks if he goes the shotoclone route as well. Another thing to make it unique is that certain aspects of him are bolstered and weakened. Fire would boost his attack but lower his defense, water would boost his defense but lower his speed, and air would boost his speed but lower his attack. Since earth is his default, he would be a jack of the all trades but master of none.
I feel this would improve your character, and not only that, it addresses the final issue I have below of involving weaknesses.
There's not much else for me to say there. I mean, at least I don't think there is. I could add in the whole reptilian cold-blooded physic, in which he produces more sloppily in colder environments, or is weaker in cold environments, but even then that would be considered as situational.
I mean, it's ok to point out things like that (i.e. bad at fighting in the cold), but don't point out the obvious if it isn't necessary. Involve things with your fighting and psychological. You got it down to a certain extent, but I feel it could be improved through the methods explained above. If your want an example of a shotoclone sort of dude and their weaknesses, I recommend you check out this link and look at the character named Justin Haggar.
roleplayerguild.com/posts/4141151
That's all hope this helps and I hope I did not drastically deviate from what you wanted with your lizard wizard.
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Dead Cruiser Dishonour Before Death / Better You Than Me
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@Savo I think I can solve pretty much all of your issues by saying that she's never fought a Nomad before. Makoto is ludicrously powerful by normal human standards. By Nomad standards, she's pretty good, definitely remarkable in terms of sheer physical ability, but is far from the end-all-be-all.
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It's around 20XX, probably leaning more towards 201X. All I can say is it's better to leave it vague imo. This one is an easy fix.
Figures at much. Actually, my human character I am currently developing is from the future, so that also helps with that portion.
I will make Callus' age vague for the time being.
I was thinking that you don't have to change it all since you're going for versatility, heck the character makes me think of the shotoclone archetype in fighting games to a certain degree. And I'm going to run with what you have with a few mild tweaks.
E.g. your character can have access to all your elemental abilities listed now, but not at the same time.
I almost added a similar outcome regarding the whole changing elements separately but with a cooldown to their abilities (as shown with the buffs). I can add something similar to like Shulk in SSB4, where once you choose a monodo buff to him, unless you hard cancel the ability, it stays on you for some time before naturally wearing off. I can do something like this and have a cooldown for each element he primarily uses and finishes off with.
That being said...
Your character could be focused on the environment at hand, using that to temper what element he imbues his attacks with from the start, maybe having him in a default state of Earth? He keeps the element until he changes it, i.e. through some sort of special move that has him focus on the environment around him to "understand" it or something. This allows him to change elements. For example, on a rainy day or by a body of water, he could focus and change it to the water element. On a sunny day or in the midst of a fire or place that is pretty dang hot, he could focus and blam, fire element.
You catch my drift, right?
Pretty much.
It' essentially the mindset I had in mind regarding the whole elemental thing with the different weather and environments.
Although I will say, the meditation is definitely something I can incorporate into him, as if he's communicating with the earth around him and extracting the natural elemental ki his surrounding provides.
While this is situational, it would be up to your character to manipulate the environment and possibly other nomads to his advantage to set up a way so that he can switch elements. Moreover, instead of giving him slashes with different elements, he can have one slash with multiple elements attached on to it.
So if a fire type nomand is nearby, he can harnass his power and transform into said element? I can definitely get behind this, as well as the multiple elements.
I originally wanted to do something with combining these elements as well, but wasn't sure how it would feel with you.
Regardless, it seems you like it, so I will also add a very similar power move to that as well.
And he can keep the ranged attacks if he goes the shotoclone route as well. Another thing to make it unique is that certain aspects of him are bolstered and weakened. Fire would boost his attack but lower his defense, water would boost his defense but lower his speed, and air would boost his speed but lower his attack. Since earth is his default, he would be a jack of the all trades but master of none.
Essentially, the Earth and Air Buffs already do this, but I definitely see where you are going with this. I will surely keep this in mind.
I feel this would improve your character, and not only that, it addresses the final issue I have below of involving weaknesses.
I mean, it's ok to point out things like that (i.e. bad at fighting in the cold), but don't point out the obvious if it isn't necessary. Involve things with your fighting and psychological. You got it down to a certain extent, but I feel it could be improved through the methods explained above. If your want an example of a shotoclone sort of dude and their weaknesses, I recommend you check out this link and look at the character named Justin Haggar.
roleplayerguild.com/posts/4141151
Yeah, tbh I was at a blank for what notable weaknesses he can have. But like you said, with these elements and their different overall buffs, I can definitely see how I can naturally impliment and original weakness for Callus.
(I will make sure to check Haggar once I get the chance too.
That's all hope this helps and I hope I did not drastically deviate from what you wanted with your lizard wizard.
("Lizard Wizard" lol - you weren't the first to say that. Alas, the first guy who said this wasnt referring to this character lol it was a different one)
But no, you actually enhanced and balanced him quite well. Thank you for your help! I will make sure to add all the necessary changes to him soon.
(Also a hint to my next character... he may be slightly story related to that Korean girl in a way... at least eye-to-eye anyways. :P)
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