Nomadic Fist: Radiant Soul (DEMO MODE)

[Savo]

@KaiserElectric Hello and thank you :)

Alrighty then, interest shown!
Will work on a CS later (most probably wait for others' reference 1st XD)

@Celsius

Since I have a returning character for this rp, I think I could help you by giving you (and possibly any others) a reference to use if you need help. Thankfully, he's... sort of a shotoclone, but with some nuances.

Here's Aldous Mercer, the resident Necromancer and possibly the least "villainous" of my character.

Aldous Mercer

"Instead of applying designs and colors for ritualistic purposes, commoners embalm the ink into their skin for nothing more than their own amusement... fascinating..."

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⦋ ??? || N/A || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Aside from his crown, the necromancer reaches a height of 5'8" with a... skeletal build to boot. If one were to strip him of all his clothes, there wouldn't be a single scrap of flesh on his body, rotten or not. Despite this all, the bones, while pale, seemed to be meticulously cleaned to a pint, making it someone difficult to spot a bit of dirt on him, lest they be at his feet. Aside from his other body parts, his skulls eye-sockets glow with an iridescent shade of crimson and function similarly to eyes. If you question how he speaks without a tongue, he chalks it up to magic. Other than that, it isn't unusual to find some wrappings in his attire, namely around his feet, hands, and torso. He also dons a signature brass appearing crown with what looks to be a tattered, faded robe with some markings on the lower front of it.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

- Calm
- Curious
- Excitable (Dependent)
- Nonchalant
- Open
- Passive
- Vigilant (Especially in regards to his phylactery)

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

The only history one will get out of him was that he was a simple farm boy whose family dabbled in witchcraft, namely the arts involving souls and the dead. Along with that, he was more persistent and passionate about the future more than anyone else and instead of using soothsaying magic his family had access to, he decided to see and record for himself; after all how far into the future they could see was limited by at least fifty years. In his prime he bound his soul to a phylactery, which was when he truly, physically "died." During this time, he left on his travels, skin and flesh rotting away, eyes falling out and being replaced by red, floating orbs, the works. He does recall multiple horrific incidents where he was killed, even once having to walk through the sea to get back to shore.

Afterwards, he will inquire said person who asked their story, how it affected them, etc. Rather basic. From the brief way he puts out his story, Aldous does not seem to care much for the past, but rather what the future beholds. That is the reason why he sealed his soul into an enchanted gem after all...

... oh, and screw those religious zealots, they can go die in a spectral fire for all he cares... impeding his journey and destroying some of his recordings... speaking of which, was taught by his surprisingly literate mother over how to read. Probably had to do with magic allowing her to understand and relay it to a wee Aldous, but it doesn't matter now.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

To be frank, Aldous has no fighting style he can call his own due to his lack of training in most known martial arts. Instead, from over the years, he has compiled a basic set of moves he has studied and mimicked. How he gained these moves was due to his travels in the east and modern Europe (slinking in the shadows nevertheless), but disregarding stories, his fighting style is a combination of Karate and Boxing, but leans mainly towards Boxing, saying his style would fall under outboxing. One thing to note when using his fists, he will coat them with ki, usually to keep his hands from breaking when hitting someone. Finally, to top this off, Aldous utilizes his array of spells to enhance his body in specific ways, resurrect the dead, or to just send out spectral blobs at an opponent.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Spectral Flare

Aldous conjures up an ectoplasmic blob that is filled with the skeletal remains of some poor soul. When lobbed at an opponent, the bones inside seem to circle around the skull which is usually placed smack dab at the center. If it makes contact with an opponent, the amorphous sphere will burst, causing most, if not all of the skeleton to smash into the victim. If this blob is left alone, it will eventually plop onto the ground and spawn a temporary minion in the form of a skeleton to fight for Aldous. These skeletons can usually take around one to two hits before they return to their grave. If they do manage to last longer than usual, they will eventually crumple to the ground, lifeless after one minute has passed.

■ Vertebral Column

Utilizing his necromancy, Aldous summons spines that swiftly mesh with his own backbone. In a swift burst of energy, Aldous' spine suddenly elongates upwards, sending his own head flying up as well. This causes him to look a bit like a freaky human giraffe. This acts as a way to hit those characters who stay in the air, as well as knock other opponents up. At the end of it all, his body shoots up, breaking parts of the newly formed spine as it reattaches itself with his head. Breaking the spine in the middle of its movement will do minor damage to Aldous.

■ Bone Storm

Aldous' eyes blow a brighter shade of crimson before he suddenly travels forward with his skeletal torso and legs becoming a literal tornado of bones. While this is fast, he can only travel in one direction.

■ Skull Cracker

Grabbing his head, Aldous tosses it across the stage as his body disappears into the ground. As the head traverses across the area, the body can emerge on three different occasions. If the skull is hit mid-flight, the body will pop up where the skull recoils in mid-air. The necromancer can choose whether or not to emerge from the ground while its flying, which can work as an informal "uppercut" as it will impact with an opponent. Finally, if his head just lands on the ground with no interruptions from either side, Aldous will automatically emerge.

■ Rise Up and Smell the Ashes

Utilizing his ki, Aldous raises a new skeletal companion from the dead to assist him in battle. This move can be charged to create stronger, and much more powerful minions for the necromancer, but can leave him and his minion to be very open. This move gives stronger servants than ones that rise up from the necromancer's Spectral Flare move and while in the process of reviving an unfortunate soul, Aldous can use the being he is summoning as a shield. Depending on how long the charge is will result in minions that can take about four to seven hits before being defeated; if they haven't fallen, they will despawn after one to three minutes.

■ Homeostasis

This move is similar to his Rise Up and Smell the Ashes move, save for the fact that the revival process for the minion to be is almost instantaneous. However, there is a catch. Instead of having a new minion to battle with him, Aldous instead siphons health from the newly formed lackey, slowly regenerating health over time. While this can restore a good portion of his health and repair broken bones, the process is immensely slow and leaves the necromancer wide open to attacks. Using the skeleton he is taking life from as a shield won't work this time around either.

■ [Passive] Unliving, Undying

When defeated, Aldous crumples down into a pile of beaten bones. Depending on how far his phylactery is will depend on how quickly he is revived. If it's across the globe, it may take him years, possibly a decade to be restored. If it's close by or even on his being, it will take him five minutes, maybe even less to completely rejuvenate himself. However, while in this state, anyone who is aware of the circumstances involving Aldous will find that this is his most vulnerable state. By destroying his phylactery, one can permanently end Aldous' life.

■ [Passive] The Evil Dead

Due to the way he fights, Aldous can't just have a whole army of the dead running rampant considering it would take a substantial amount of effort to control a whole hive mind of them without them running rampant and inflicting chaos. That would require him to stay in one place and constantly focus and meditate! How would he have time for his studies? Instead, he puts a hard limit of three minions out per time in a fight. Depending on which move is utilized to summon them will result in how long the minions can stay on the field before returning to their graves. Incidentally enough, they cannot be put into combos; a more apt way to describe it is that performing combos to easily dispatch the undead is a waste of time, as one combo would be equal to one hit. This, however, doesn't exempt Aldous from being hit with combo's.

SUPER MOVES

■ Necronomicon

Retrieving his grimoire, Aldous lets the book float in place before the pages suddenly begin flipping. He then stops on a certain page and begins chanting a magic spell. If left uninterrupted, he will shout "Unlimited power," or something else. Regardless, this will leave the necromancer bathed in a soft blue light. Incidentally, this increases many things - Aldous power, speed, and defense rise temporarily after the usage of this super move, allowing him to deal more damage and easily tank or dodge more damage than he would usually. However, this can be stopped if he is interrupted mid-chant.

■ Army of Darkness

Chuckling maniacally, Aldous pulls out his book of spells and chants an incantation. If left uninterrupted, the ground will suddenly start to rumble before numerous skeletons start emerging to assault the assailant. While these skeletons are the weakest in terms of attack power, what they lack in quality they have in quantity. While they do get destroyed in one hit, they are also very speedy and annoying to deal with. Along with that, once this super move is set off, Aldous will constantly spawn minion after minion. To stop this super move, he just needs to be hit once and it will cause him to stop summoning minions. Thankfully, he is immobile in this state. Also, any skeletons that are left on the battlefield will still continue to fight for him, even after the ability is interrupted.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

For one, Aldous is an undead creature who is essentially bare bones. While, surprisingly, the holy light does the same amount of damage to him as any other human-being, any sort of damage done to him will be permanent until he utilizes one of his restoration abilities or revives himself upon "death." To top that part off, the necromancer is very fragile; not as fragile as, per say, Yeong-Suk, but his defenses are middling. Due to this, he is semi-reliant on his minions to distract other Nomads. Finally, relatively speaking, Aldous is also an all-rounder. This means he can do a lot, but he isn't relatively strong in any category.

OTHER

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Also, hi, co-gm here; if you got any questions, or need help, message Kai, or I about it! Our other co-gm might be a little busy at the moment.

[Drag]

Bang, you're dead.

Voyt The Gunslinger

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⦋ ??? || N/A || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Voyt is slim but decently toned with dirty blonde hair that reaches his neck. The most striking thing about Voyt is his cowboy like get up consisting of a dark brown stetson hat, dusty orange poncho that hangs off his back akin to a cape, brown mask covering the bottom of his face and brown boots with spurs attached to the back along with two holsters at his sides for his revolvers. He dresses plainly otherwise with black pants and a protective vest which absorbs blows easier without restricting movement. Voyt wears an ammo belt around his waist and around his hat as well as having dark shadows painted around his eyes to reduce glare.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

-Cold
-Stoic
-Sarcastic
-Standoffish
-Confidence bordering on arrogance
-Professional
-Privately, regretful

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Subject 11-B was, for all intents and purposes, a complete success. Several biologic scientists and DNA experts exiled from governments and black projects alike had pooled their knowledge together in an effort to create life, namely the perfect soldier. With intents to sell this specimen to the highest bidder or form their own PMC group by cloning the subject, the scientists had collected the DNA (through questionable means and contacts) of numerous decorated soldiers. One had the idea to also imbue the subject with the DNA of various legends of the Old West, primarily because these were records and small samples that their contacts could supply at a much easier rate than members of the military. After years of delicate trials and ten failures. They succeeded.

Nicknamed Voyt (The initials of the four head scientists' second names) they set to work in shaping their creation to be well versed in all forms of firearm based combat, which he naturally excelled in, though due to DNA and implanted memories during creation, their subject showed a particular fascination & fondness for revolvers, lever action rifles and shotguns. After having decided he learned all he needed to about the outside world from his creators, Voyt killed them all, one well placed shot to the temple for each member involved. As it turned out, placing your trust in a being comprised of several different outlaws and instilling the mindset of being bred to kill wasn't the terribly brightest idea. Voyt kept the name though, primarily because with all his creators names as simple letters together, it had no meaning. That was fine by him.

No one is quite sure when the Gunslinger Hitman began operating but when he started, there were few better. Demonstrating a cold efficiency above even other assassins, Voyt's gun-slinging wizardry was in high demand. Whilst always being extremely proficient with his weaponry Voyt soon discovered what he found out to be ki, during a contract he had somehow imbued his inner ki into one of his guns, able to fire it limitlessly. From that point on Voyt learned all he could about his new skill, apparently it flowed through all living things and having the DNA of some of the most prolific killers gave Voyt a very good grasp of it. At present Voyt has enough of a handle on ki to which he can stand against other martial artists, monsters, supernatural beings and all manner of things alien to regular people, which he does with alarming efficiency. Voyt very quickly raised his prices.

For several years Voyt lent himself as a gun for hire with very little qualms about who (or what) he was contracted to kill, seemingly the only line Voyt was unwilling to cross was children, everything else was fair game. Since someone would always want someone else dead and ki users/magical beings are much harder to put down, Voyt’s skills in being able to stand against these beings made him in high demand. Yet despite the influx of contracts and money something was beginning to change inside Voyt, he had kept any “killer with a conscience” ideals at bay by convincing himself he was a living weapon created solely for that purpose, nothing more nothing less. Yet time did not dissipate these feelings like he’d hoped, instead they have worsened. Voyt has killed people both good and evil solely for profit but now seeds of doubt begin to grow in the gunslinger’s mind, ones festering about becoming more than what he was created and trained to be.

For the time being there has been no “Grand revelation” which would cause Voyt to roll his eyes at the mere thought, but time between jobs becomes longer and Voyt’s once reliable physical and mental state seem to be beginning to fail him...

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Voyt has heightened durability from his ki but where it really shines is his speed and aim, the majority of Voyt's moveset consists of creating the distance between him and his foes and then punishing them with his revolvers from afar. Voyt imbued his blackpowder Colt Single Action Army revolvers with ki also, making the regular six shots of both become endless sources of lead - combined with physical modifications to the revolvers themselves makes Voyt extremely lethal at long range. Though less used Voyt will also occasionally utilise a sawed-off shotgun tucked underneath his poncho when the situation arises. Thanks to Voyt's superhuman levels of precision he is able to turn most mundane objects into very dangerous weapons when thrown if in such a scenario or without his guns. When up close Voyt uses his revolvers and legs to strike and is more adept at stringing in shots to combos for explosive finishes. Voyt as a hitman is also skilled at analysing his opponents throughout the battle and seeing potential weaknesses he can exploit the longer it goes on. Simply put Voyt uses his agility and kit to keep everyone at long range to punish them with his rapid speed, trickshot offence and deadly aim, what he lacks in martial knowledge and taking of punishment he makes up for in quick thinking, quick feet and the quickest draw

Voyt can swap bullet types to deal with bigger or even ethereal targets if the need arises.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Walk It Off

-Voyt puts distance between himself and his opponent by strafing backwards, unholstering his shotgun and burst firing twice as he does so.

■ Coyote-A

-Voyt throws a grenade from his belt and fires at it with his shotgun, creating a blast large enough to stun an unaware/unprepared opponent

■ Sand Slide

-Voyt hits a low running dropkick launching an opponent overhead, as they go above Voyt he fires two shots at them before they hit the ground

■ Happiness Is A Warm Gun

-Voyt charges at and tackles his opponent suddenly, pouncing on top of them and firing several rounds into their face and chest before jumping back off

■ Fight Dirty

-In desperation if an opponent has gotten too close, Voyt will knee them in the crotch, throw sand in their face, hit them with the butt of his gun etc. And follow it up with a savage kick to the chest to knock them back

■ Two-Step Goodbye

-If an opponent can teleport or is somehow more agile/mobile than he is, Voyt will pirouette whilst firing both revolvers in a hale of gunfire, sacrificing aiming by forcing his opponent to back up or risk taking damage from his guns.

■ Ace High

-Voyt rolls a grenade under his opponent and fires at it with his gun sending the opponent exploding upwards, used to start a juggle.

■ Dance!

-A grapple in which Voyt pulls an opponent into a knee to their gut and begins firing at their shins, forcing them back from him.

■ Money Shot

-Voyt tosses a coin up into the air and fires at it, causing the bullet to somehow ricochet off the coin and into the opponent

SUPER MOVES

■ Bang, You're Dead

-Almost instantaneously Voyt unholsters and fires his gun seemingly once before just as quickly reholstering. He tips his hat down over his eyes as suddenly his opponent (if the first bullet connected) is shot upwards of sixty times in the chest.

■ Remember The Alamo

-A tumbleweed rolls by as Voyt's eyes flash with a red hue, he pulls out one of his revolvers and in unprecedented speed fans the hammer blindingly fast, creating an effect not dissimilar to a Gatling gun as glowing red bullets fly into an opponent, filling them full of holes if they don't dodge Voyt's fire or cut him off before he begins

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

-Voyt is no martial artists, whilst he is a decent brawler and boxer he is well aware that direct fist fights are not his forte'.
-Voyt is tougher than the average person thanks to ki but he can't take as much punishment as most, preferring to dish it out with his weaponry
-Voyt is fond of twirling his revolvers around and toying with opponents, sometimes this is to deliberately force them into fighting with anger rather than thought but there have been times where Voyt underestimates his foe and it backfires
-Voyt isn't much of a talker, whilst he is ruthless as a Hitman he isn't cruel for the sake of it, but his callous profession, stand-off demeanor and overall sarcastic attitude means Voyt has exactly zero friends or allies

-Though he hasn’t been as active lately Voyt was and still is an assassin for hire, because of this he has been placed on the watch or kill list of certain organizations and/or do-gooders, most notably the group Jill belongs to, SHINING

OTHER

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-Apparently Voyt also has the DNA of Clint Eastwood despite him not being dead. This wasn't for any combat related purpose, the scientists were just huge geeks.

[KremeSupreme]

Here's Calvin 1.5, my other chary's will come soon.

Calvin Redug

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⦋ 21 || Canadian || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Calvin is an average-height lad, measuring at about 6"2', weighing at 180lbs. He has combed brown hair, dark blue eyes, and skin with just a tinge of coloration. His hands are just a bit larger than average. No matter where he goes, he bundles up expecting the cold weather of his home, usually wearing a sweater underneath a winter jacket, with a scarf around his neck. He typically wears simple jeans and boots, with brown gloves slipping over his hands.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

-Easy Going
-Lazy
-Simple Thought Process
-Below Average Intelligence
-Loves Food
-Generally likes animals, even if he horribly misidentifies them
-Absurd hatred for walruses

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Calvin is a pure-blooded Canadian, born to an oil miner in the Tundra. Without many other people to socialize with while his father worked, nor an official school to attend, Calvin spent most of his days with his grandfather, a practiced Nomad who explored the coldest regions of the world, but whose son had little interest in learning his ways. Calvin spent his days learning the Walrus-Wrestling style, a fighting style that both specialized in fighting opponents much larger and more vicious than oneself, yet also capitalized itself on manipulation of cold and weathered Ki.
Eventually, Calvin's father decided that Calvin's grandpa was a bad influence on him, and sent him to the city to live with his mother, an office worker in Toronto. Yet the teachings were already set in him, and Calvin continued practicing the Walrus-Wrestling Style. Yet by the time he was 18 and returned to the Tundra for more teaching, he found his grandfather had passed away, without teaching Calvin the rest of the style. Seeking to fulfill his family's legacy (and really having nothing better to do), Calvin set out into the world to become a Nomad himself, traveling the world to master his own power and maybe see some cool places while he's at it.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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Walrus-Wrestling Style

As Calvin's grandfather explored the most barren and hazardous locations in the world, he began to hone his own Ki, adapting to the unforgiving cold and fighting against the most savage creatures. The style places emphasis on being able to overcome much larger and more powerful foes, through a mixture of grapples and powerful palm strikes. Yet it also lets practitioners harness their Ki as it becomes adopted by the freezing locales of the world, manifesting it outward as ice with a variety of uses.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Frost Grip

Calvin grapples his opponent, channeling his Ki into the opponent's body. Being unprepared for extreme temperatures, the opponent will quickly freeze and become covered with ice.

■ Sleet Spray

Calvin extends his Ki outward, covering the floor and surfaces with sleet ice, which both allows Calvin to slide along it as well as cause opponents to slip and stumble. Skateboards are for chumps, anyway.

■ Glacier Barrier

Calvin creates a wall of ice. Given time to construct it he could make it firm and durable, but he can also quickly erect it, creating a brief barrier that can withstand a single attack or two.

■ Ice Snare

Calvin sprays a small puddle of water, Which he can have quickly grow once an opponent steps on it, creating a small beartrap to freeze them in place.

■ Ice Hammer

Calvin covers his entire fist in a big block of ice, turning it into a large club, though it usually shatters in a hit or two.

■ Cold Breath

Calvin spits, yet freezes it with his Ki, creating a chilly mist that can obscure the target's vision.

■ Snap Freeze

Calvin throws a handful of Ki, then causes it to rapidly freeze the opponent. The only thing segregating this from a full-blown super-move is it's lack of extravagance.

■ Walrus Slap

A powerful hand slap, capable of knocking a walrus unconscious, as well as giving a minor concussion to any capable Nomad.

SUPER MOVES

■ Snowball

Calvin sends his Ki outward, allowing him to freeze a massive ball of snow around him, to which he can then roll towards his opponent as an unstoppable ball of death. The longer he takes to prepare, the more mass and speed the boulder will grow.

■ Igloo

Calvin grows a small, extremely durable shelter of ice around him. Despite it's frigid conditions, Calvin is able to quickly rest inside, recovering his own vigor and licking his wounds. After at most half a minute, the Igloo explodes outward in a claymore of ice.

■ WALRUS PUNCH!

His most powerful technique. Calvin channels all of his Ki into his fist, which he then slams into the opponent. It's namesake comes from his grandfather supposedly being able to launch a Walrus straight into the air by uppercutting them with it, though Calvin has yet to master that level of strength, with only a lifetime ban from hunting in Canada to show for it. As described, the move takes a large amount of power and energy to use, and can easily be avoided by lithe or unbound opponents.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Frankly, Calvin is lazy and uninterested in competition. He's unlikely to give it his all even in the face of defeat, unless he fights for the absolute sake of defending his life. As a vast majority of his techniques are dependent on ice, Any opponent with fire abilities will be practically immune to most of his attacks, putting him at a huge disadvantage.

OTHER

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-He's resistant to adverse temperatures and weather, as a result of wearing his coat almost wherever he goes and practicing his Ki to adapt to become cold and icy.

-His favorite foods are Spaghetti and Pancakes.

-He's banned from coming anywhere within a mile of a Walrus within the country of Canada.

[Mixtape Ghost N]

Only one may have the legendary sword

Hatanaka Yoko

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⦋ 17 || Japan || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Yoko is a pureblooded Japanese woman. She has the facial features, and accent of a young woman who grew up in the Okayama Prefecture. Being a native of that city. Even though she originated in a nation that values politeness, she is very crass, and at times rude. Her facial features are fair, and rounded, but she has the look of an adventurer in her eyes. She has a large presence... with a small height (she's four-eleven, guys). Her black hair is kept in a bun, with a red clip in it... with a cowlick extending forward. She is definitely a Nomad... in case her outfit didn't give that away. Yoko wears the traditional garb of the Hatanaka family to battle. Which is a black leotard made out of a flexible material, with a white belt to hold it on, and a yellow jacket over her arms. The outfit compliments her legs (and backside) as they are on full display. While she's a bit lacking in the chest (which is one source of embarrassment), people say her well-toned legs make up for it.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Rude/Impolite.
■ Bad Social skills.
■ Aggressive.
■ Competitive.
■ Good natured.
■ Has a bad fashion sense.
■ Inexperienced.
■ Curious.
■ Wants to improve herself.
■ Has lots of family pride.
■ Has a firey temper.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Okay, over a hundred years ago, a massive war engulfed ancient Japan. Between the humans, and the Onis that they shared the nation with. Few know what actually sparked the war, as that was lost in time, but they felt the nation of Japan fall into disarray. Humans had numbers, but the Onis had raw strength. The war was in the favor of the onis, until a brave warrior named Hatanaka Takashi did the unthinkable... he ventured from Japan in search of a means to defeat them. He disappeared for years... before he returned with knowledge from another land. Using this knowledge, Takashi imprisoned their leader and strongest warrior, Emperor Daisuke, inside a sword that was magically powered. This sword was used to fight the war to a standstill, and a peace treaty was arranged between the two races; the Onis would claim the mountains as their own, while the humans get the rest of Japan.

This sword was revered as one of the many great Japanese treasures... Murakumo, the cursed blade of saviors.

Takashi bred a lineage of warriors, who were all trained in the ways of battle should another war with the Oni clan begin. While also keeping the ancient sword in safety. This lineage went from the father to the son, to the daughter... until Yoko was born. She was the latest line of warriors, and easily one of the brightest. However, before Yoko was even born, men came and stole Murakumo, raiding their compound. Her father, Hatanaka Goro, was killed in the raid. Leaving Yoko's grandfather to teach her all about the arts of the family.

However, her mother was left depressed and apathetic, and Yoko grew up angry that her father was taken from her. Her grandfather was probably not the best to reign in Yoko's unruly behavior and he kind of encouraged it because he found it amusing - So, she kind of became a delinquent. In school, she would get into all sorts of trouble, and shamed the family's name at every turn... and generally an outcast. She just didn't gel with other people, but when she stepped inside her family's dojo, she felt at home. She was a talented martial artist, and a natural at the family's style. Her grandfather died just as her training was complete, and told her that she would be the defender of Japan.

But, his last dying wish was for Yoko to recover Murakumo, which Yoko promised to do. She felt proud... but then got a little bored. She was raised and trained to fight Onis, but they seemed content on their mountain. She was asked to find Murakumo, but she didn't have a single lead on it. So, Yoko would go out to fight whoever the hell was out there to test her mettle, and make sure that when one of the two occurred, she'd be ready. From other martial artists, to samurais, and even Nomads that wandered in. She wasn't the best at this, but she prevailed in quite a few fights.

Soon, she learned that Murakumo had apparently been stolen by a foreigner and she persued him through the lands.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Yoko was trained to be a warrior from the youngest age possible. She was in fact trained in the ways of the Samurai, and many other martial arts. Her specialty being Bōjutsu. Thus, Yoko wields a massive bo staff made out of wood she carved herself to make the perfect weapon for her. Due to the length of her staff, it allows her to strike at quite the distance. In fact, her fighting style revolves around just staying in that sweet spot where she's out of the range of the enemy, and just in range to fight where they cannot. Her strikes with her bo staff are quick, and quite damaging. Her specialty seems to be attacks that catch opponents off guard. However, she can mix up attacks with some pretty fierce kicks, and this leads to her other strength: her defense. Yoko has a variety of counters and parries, that can make an opponent think twice about a wild offensive attack. Which makes Yoko quite the threat in an actual fight, but anyone can tell that, while trained, this is not what she's best at. Yoko is a master of the sword, a true prodigy, but she refuses to wield any blade other than murakumo.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Ritual Dance

Yoko's counter move, she'll step back, and hold her staff above herself at an angle for a moment.
If the opponent attacks, she'll deflect the move, leaving them open for a few moments.

■ Pole-Vault

Yoko's primary method of getting around in a fight, it's fairly simple; she slams her staff into the ground and uses it to lauch her in a desired direction. She can do this in pretty much any direction, and she can use this move to deliver a fearsome kick.

■ Wind-Mill, Wind-Mill...

Yoko's primary move, where she will quickly spin her staff around at speeds where it just looks like a ring. Switching hands back and fourth, and doing loads of damage to anyone close to the staff. It has a special property when it comes to ranged ki-attacks; it will absorb the ki and charge it so that Yoko's next attack does more damage. However, it leaves her very open to attacks aimed at her feet.

■ Mountain Breaker

Yoko drops her weight, spreads her legs shoulderwidth apart, and starts stabbing with her staff. It starts off slow, but he more she does it the faster it will get. Eventually she'll be delivering hundreds of blows a second that is guaranteed to destroy a mountain... provided that somebody is stupid enough not to go around it.

■ Stone in a Waterfall

Similar to Mountain-Breaker, but instead of many stabs, it's merely one powerful thrust that is guaranteed to send an enemy flying. It's an attack of all of Yoko's strength, and it's possible that this attack will break anyone's guard if they don't react in time. However, this attack in very telegraphed.

■ Cat-Wheel

Yoko does a wide upward swing with her staff that lifts herself off the ground. It will send people flying into the air or hit people that are already in the air.

■ Dragon-Ball Breaker

A counter move where Yoko angles her staff in front of her. If an opponent hits her, she deflects the move and hits the opponent in the groin at lightning speeds. They'll be stunned for a few moments even if they don't have balls to break.

■ Carp Wheel

If Yoko's opponent gets too close, she can do a grapple move where she hops on their shoulders where she briefly stays. She will stab the opponent in the chest a few times before hopping off.

■ Sweeping

A move that Yoko came up with of her own creation. If the opponent is on the ground, she can hit them in her staff like she's sweeping and send them flying across the ground.

SUPER MOVES

■ Divinity

Yoko suddenly dashes forward with a burst of speed, swiping at the enemy's leg. If she knocks them over,
she'll slam onto the grounded opponent with both hands, charge her staff with ki, and pray. Causing an explosion of ki that does tremendous damage. It's possible for her to do the move without swiping the opponent's leg, but it's far less powerful.

■ Dragon Dance

The ultimate series of attacks, Yoko will charge up her ki for a moment before she hits the opponent with an upward swing that'll send the staff into the air. She'll deliver a series of unarmed, martial arts blows that'll end with one final thrust with her staff once she catches it.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Yoko's specialty in fighting defensively, with the enemy coming to her. While she is strong in straight up fights, Yoko lacks tools for dealing with speedy or distant enemies. Projectile users are also a pain for the girl even if she has a move that counters them.

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Aiko

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⦋ 18 || Japanese || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Aiko... a demon in the moral realm. She is an ancient force from an era best forgotten and is out for revenge. Aiko is an Oni, a Japanese demon. She emanates a terrifying presence and is usually sneering at enemies. Because she is arrogant to her core, and her demeanor most certainly shows it. Aiko has greyish-white skin. She is pretty short at Five feet tall exactly, but she makes up with her short stature with how muscular she is. This betrays her true strength, which is massive. She has two protruding horns on the top of her head and very sharp teeth. Aiko dresses very minimally, however, she wears a gi. Or part of one. She wears very baggy pants and keeps her gi jacket wrapped around her waist. She keeps large beads around her neck and large gold earrings. However, there is one thing that Aiko is never seen without, her iron club.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Arrogant.
■ Irritable.
■ Brash.
■ Violent.
■ Loud & Boisterous.
■ Honorable.
■ Flirty.
■ Short-Tempered.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Aiko is currently the youngest daughter of Emperor Daichi of the Oni Clan... regrettably born from his imperial harem. Aiko was, of course, not the first of his children, as Oni Daichi lived for literally hundreds of years. She lived the high life of the Oni Royal Family. She had care and comfort... while also being trained under the Oni-Style of martial arts, much like the rest of her family. However, it became apparent that she had a natural talent for fighting. Her ki levels were passed down from her father, the strongest creature in all of Japan, much like her siblings. It was strange that Aiko was a prodigy. The fact his daughter was destined to become the greatest warrior of the Oni clan filled Daichi with pride.

But, this just caused his daughter to act out. She had little interest in being a warrior but instead of traveling the world. She was told this was foolish as the Onis were forbidden to ever leave their mountain due to a pact made with the humans. When asked why she was told that was the way it was. This caused anger inside Aiko that made her act rashly, and violently. Even towards the other Onis. They put her under control... but there was nothing stopping Aiko from following her dreams of seeing the world.

One day Aiko just up and vanished in the night. Never to be seen again. Daichi feared his daughter broke the sacred pact, he sent out his men to find her, but it was too late. But, Aiko was seeing the world that she always wanted to. Armed with the Oni training she received, she lived the dangerous life of a Nomad. Going on a journey she would never forget. However, her own attitude was the one thing that kept getting her into trouble. Her raging arrogance was the main reason she got into fights with other Nomads. The other reason was that her ki was dark, and every holy warrior and their grandmother wanted to kill her. She traveled all over the world, and met all sorts of people, and participated in many tournaments. Regardless of the "pact", the Onis made with humans.

After a few years, Aiko decided to return home. A new woman. Her father was angered that she left at first, but realized that this was just what Aiko needed. She reached a pinnacle that none of his children would ever reach. So, Daichi slowly groomed Aiko to become the next Empress of the Oni clan. However, she didn't feel worthy of the title, she wanted to meet her grandfather who was imprisoned in the sword ages before she was even born. She sought after the blade of Murakumo, but she learned that it was stolen from the Hatanaka family... leaving a note in the dead of the night; Aiko left the clan for what she hoped to be the last time.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Aiko, at first glance, doesn't use a fighting style. She appears like she is wildly swinging her iron club around, bashing enemies to death. However, she is using a style that had died ages ago. It has no name, but Aiko calls "Oni-Style." It is indeed a wild style focusing on brute strength to overwhelm foes, but it definitely uses precision moves and applying that strength in all the right places. Aiko has a rather high-ki, so that lends to having a fairly high speed, and brutal strength. She is capable of channeling her ki into a fire, blasts of darkness, and even creating storms. In addition, Aiko can sense the ki of anyone nearby. It is such a basic technique for Onis, that it's laughable.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Banishing Flames

Aiko swings her iron club and projects a wave of fire to send at her opponents.

■ Thunder-Bolt

Aiko channels the storm creation aspect of her ability and raises her iron club in the air. She calls a bolt of lightning on it that'll charge it with electricity. Briefly increasing the damage output of her club, but it gradually fades over time. Another thing she can do is that she can shoot a bolt of lightning from the club, and shock her targets. Of course, if some idiot is right above her when she calls down the lightning, they'll be fried.

■ Rising Sun

Aiko swings her iron club up into the air, creating a tornado of darkness in the process that'll send opponents flying upwards, perfect for her to wack them.

■ Weapon-Toss

It's a fairly simple move, Aiko infuses her iron club with ki, before throwing it. It hits extremely hard and bounces off the opponent, but Aiko has to go get it or she'll be weaponless.

■ Towering Demon

Aiko grabs her opponent with all of her strength before she raises them up into the air and summons a bolt of lightning that'll give them a nasty shock. Then she throws over her shoulder like a boring toy.

■ Rushing Waves

Aiko spins three times, waving her iron club around each time. On the third swing, she hits with enough force to knock someone flying.

■ Ogre Strength

Aiko lunges high up into the air, and slams her club down on some unsuspecting mook. If the first swing lands, she'll go wild and brutally beat them on the ground with vicious blows.

■ Sake!

Aiko takes a swig of the bottle of sake hanging from her hip. This immediately gets her drunk, but buffs her speed, and strength for a few moments.

SUPER MOVES

■ Rise of the Ogre

It is less of a super move, and more of a super mode. Aiko uses an ancient technique to triple her ki levels for a brief period of time. During this period, she glows with a red aura that'll flow off her like smoke. In this state, she is incredibly strong, hardy, and can move in the blink of an eye. In addition to infusing all her attacks with fire and darkness. However, after she accesses rise of the ogre, she'll be in a weakened state for a while, so she only uses it as a last resort.

■ The Mountain

Aiko raises her club up into the air, holding it by the bottom, pointing it into the ground. She drives it into the ground but infuses her ki into the weapon. Creating a powerful blast that'll split the Earth underneath her feet, creating a giant chasm that'll stretch for miles.

■ Inside the Storm

Aiko swings her club and launches her enemy into the distance, and while they are stunned, she'll teleport behind them. Raising her club into the air, she'll summon an enormous bolt of lightning that'll fry the poor bastard. She then walks over and hits them away.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Aiko is definitely a threat, capable of putting even the strongest of warriors on the ropes. However, she suffers a fatal weakness: stamina. You see, in comparison to her incredible strength, Aiko has a fairly low health pool. Which means she can be taken out fairly faster than average. One hardy blow can leave her severely injured. A super move is capable of knocking her out. Which is why her entire fighting style revolves around getting in, and tearing the current object of her rage to pieces and then leaving. In addition, you notice how literally all of her attacks utilize her club? Yeah, if you're capable of depriving her of her club, then you're depriving her of a chunk of her moveset. She'll be limited to violently bashing her foes like an animal... but, any capable and skilled ki-warrior will know that she's all strength, no style, and will have little challenge with her. She won't be able to use most of her special moves.

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[Genon]

WIP

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⦋ Age: 24 || Nationality: American || Gender: Male ⦌

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APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

If I have to explain this to you, I don't think we can be friends.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Victor Langston:
--> Loose with smaller amounts of money. Smart with large chunks of it.
--> Surprisingly generous
--> New to the Nomad lifestyle
--> Has a taste for the finer things in life
--> Unprepared for true bloodshed
--> A bit naive
--> Somewhat foul-mouthed
--> Fond of video games
--> Kind-hearted
--> Strong-willed

Trion One:
--> What personality? It's a drone.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Victor Langston started out as an ordinary boy living in New York City. A tech whiz from an early age, he notably took apart his parents' TV and put it back together when he was ten. It worked flawlessly when they turned it on. His parents did whatever they could to let him develop his talent, allowing him to enter various contests, and enrolling him in a good engineering school. The trajectory of his life seemed simple from there: Graduate, get a good job at a tech company, and maybe he'd eventually start living the American Dream.

Then he won the lottery.

He had been prepared to slowly but surely work his way into success. Now he had $80 million sitting in his bank account out of nowhere. Well, he had always known what he'd do if he got his hands on that much money: Be smart with it. He invested half of it, paid off his student loans, gave enough to his parents that they were financially secure, and he still had several million dollars left over even after all of this. Naturally, he didn't really need to get a job, he'd already done his investments and was waiting on the returns, and he'd just completed his degree, so he decided to join the ranks of the noveau riche. He bought himself a nice house somewhere, got himself an expensive car, and went to a few five-star restaurants, the works.

But then it all changed when he saw a documentary on a famous Nomad. Thinking he'd like to become one himself, he paid top dollar for martial arts lessons from Zhang Wu, a man who claimed to be versed in the ki-using martial arts techniques that Victor sought. Victor picked up the basic techniques rather efficiently, and grasped the theory behind ki...but when it came to actually using his ki, it was hopeless. Wu would throw a fireball effortlessly. Victor couldn't even create sparks. Wu would split a boulder with a well-executed axe kick. Victor would break his foot in the attempt.

Eventually, Wu declared him a lost cause and refused any further payment. Victor's ki just wasn't accessible, he said. He had no idea what the cause was. The block could be spiritual, psychological, or even physical. And at the end of the day, Wu was a martial arts instructor. It wasn't his job to figure this stuff out.

So, fresh out of $100,000, Victor was left with bog-standard martial arts training that was fundamentally based around being superhuman, when he was just an ordinary dude. What was he to do now? He wanted to try out the Nomad life so badly, but he lacked the aptitude for it.

He was sitting in a chair on his balcony when the answer came to him. He didn't have to be the one fighting! Why bother with muscles and spiritual mumbo-jumbo when steel and circuitry would work just as well? And thus, two years and a lot of tinkering later, Trion One was born: A mechanical wonder, a remotely-controlled powerhouse that could chuck a mid-sized sedan across a football field with one arm, outrun one of Victor's own sports cars (he tested it himself!), and wipe the floor with the competition. He was at a tournament to compete with it when he encountered Master Zhang again. When he tried to demonstrate Trion One to his old master and show him that he had found a way to compete regardless, Zhang acted strangely in response to this, and then excused himself.

A nearby competitor started laughing at the display. When Victor asked him what was so funny, the man responded by saying, "Master Zhang doesn't teach people a damn thing! He's a con artist who uses his Nomad training to lure in rich kids like you, teaches them useless crap, and then declares them hopeless when they can't throw a fireball! You built your fancy robot for nothing! YOU GOT PLAYED!"

Victor was flabbergasted. If what this man was saying was true, he probably could have learned to use his ki after all. And he wouldn't have gotten all of those injuries, or dealt with the Master's constant insults. Instead, he had been conned out of a hundred grand, then wasted two years of his life building something out of a fucking anime! He sprinted away, looking all over the tournament grounds for Master Zhang, only to find that he had skipped town completely. This man had a lot to answer for if the allegations were true, and Zhang hadn't exactly kept his cool when he was showed Trion One. After Victor won the tournament with his fancy drone, he realized that he didn't need Nomad training, at least not for now: He had his own robotic soldier that he could control from anywhere on the planet! With a purpose set, and a tool in hand, he had everything he needed to roam the world, kick ass, and maybe bring a certain con artist to justice while he was at it.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Victor himself is not superhuman enough to be considered a proper Nomad, but he did grasp the basics of Zhang's fighting style, and sought out martial arts training through less-sketchy channels after the whole incident. As it happened, Zhang's fighting style was similar to the real-life martial art Wing Chun, a very quick and graceful style that he probably had picked up because it also happens to look incredibly flashy, and would make it that much easier to lure in new victims.

Of course, Zhang's style still assumed that the user had some talent with ki, and as Zhang intentionally omitted the lessons that would enable a student to unlock their ki, it's sub-optimal at best, especially since Zhang cut off the lessons before Victor had completed even the hand-to-hand portion of his training. And because Victor's hand-to-hand training is incomplete, Trion One's overwhelming power compared to the scrawny Victor isn't enough to make up the difference against a skilled Nomad.

That was where the extra training he did came in. Rather than go for those claiming to be ancient Chinese masters or whatever, he instead went to a standard kickboxing gym in his hometown and trained there. Sure, it wasn't Nomad training, but he had learned the hard way that you can't just buy your way to Nomad training, not without a lot of research and vetting. As such, his style is predominantly a striking style, favoring punches and kicks rather than grapples, holds, or throws. When using Trion One's neural link, he takes advantage of Trion One's towering size to keep an opponent at bay with its long limbs, though when the opponent is stunned, he isn't averse to simply whaling on them.

Trion One's robotic construction allows for several advantages over fighting himself. Trion One does not tire, which allows Victor to fight full-tilt without having to worry about conserving his stamina. He can also speak through Trion One to others around him, or use Trion One as a radio extender to intercept broadcasts from areas around it. Furthermore, Victor created redundant control mechanisms for Trion One in case one of them was lost, stolen, or destroyed. These are:

--> A helmet which interfaces with the brain, allowing him to manipulate Trion One as if it was a second body, up to and including receiving all sensory data from it physically. This method can't be used by just anyone. It requires extensive practice first, as the pilot's brain must use its own neuroplasticity to reconfigure itself to control two bodies at once. The process takes weeks, unless you want to be completely immobile while using it, which defeats the point of this invention.

--> A stationary control terminal, which can connect wirelessly to Trion One and typically needs a dedicated place to store it. This version is typically contained in an armored truck when on the move, and in Victor's mansion, behind lock and key, when Victor doesn't need to go places.

--> If all else fails, Victor can resort to using Trion One's basic onboard AI, roughly guided via a handheld remote-control and a pair of augmented-reality goggles. However, this entails losing some control over Trion One, which is probably a bad idea.

Of note: While Victor's idea of the Nomad lifestyle will probably have him visiting tournaments, where he will probably be engaging in regulated combat, Nomad battles are often life-or-death struggles nonetheless. In a situation where his survival or that of others is at stake, he's not above pulling every dirty trick in the book. Calling in armed bodyguards as backup, bribing opposing hired muscle, or even having Trion One gouge out an enemy's eyes are all on the table.

Trion One also has a variety of projectile attacks, which Victor uses to augment his "keep-away" fighting style. This, coupled with Trion One's built-in jet engines, makes Victor very effective at wearing down an opponent's defenses over time while minimizing damage to either his drone or himself.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES
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■ Skyrocket

Trion activates the jets in its feet, shooting upwards to hit the opponent with a rocket-powered uppercut.

■ Incinerator Kick

Trion delivers a front kick to the opponent while activating its jets, burning them and smashing them at the same time.

■ Cyclone Fist

Trion spins its upper body rapidly, delivering a series of lightning-fast back-fist blows which knock the opponent back with every hit.

■ Haymaker

A heavy hook to the head thrown with Trion's full weight behind it. Deals heavy damage and has a higher-than normal chance to dizzy.

■ Laser Blast

[Trion shoots the opponent once with the laser emitters in its palms for light damage.]

■ Micro-Missile

A small guided missile emerges from Trion's forearm and homes in on the opponent before exploding violently. However, Trion has to lock-on first, which a quick opponent may be able to avoid.

■ Railgun Shot

A railgun emerges from Trion's shoulder and briefly charges up, before hitting the opponent for moderate to high damage, depending on how much it was charged.

■ Jet Tackle

[Trion rockets across the stage like Superman thanks to its jets and tackles the opponent, inflicting heavy knockback.]

■ Jet Dash

Trion activates its thrusters to dash a short distance in any direction. Helpful for dodging attacks.

■ Cyclone Sweep

Trion hits the opponent in a sweep kick that knocks them down...only to activate its jets in mid-rotation, gradually spiraling upwards and repeatedly hitting the opponent before it kicks them back down to the earth.

■ Taser Wires

Trion shoots two prehensile taser-equipped metal cables from its chest which grab and electrocute the opponent before throwing them back.

■ Head Vulcans

A blatant nod to Gundam. Trion opens up two compartments on the side of its head to reveal a pair of machine-guns which shoot the opponent with a hail of bullets.

SUPER MOVES
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■ Electric Skin

Victor reroutes some of the electricity flowing through his drone to temporarily electrify Trion One's armor. Unless the victim has some kind of insulation, touching the drone's exterior will instantly send a Nomad into a crumple state and seriously injure a non-Nomad--even if they manage to damage Trion in the process. This mode only lasts for a limited time due to power and cooling constraints.

■ Omega Haymaker

A super-powered version of Trion's ordinary Haymaker attack, with the punching force increased further by activating the jets in its back briefly to dramatically increase rotational speed. If it connects, it may very well knock an enemy Nomad unconscious, and will almost certainly dizzy, opening up the opponent for further punishment. However, if it misses, Trion's torso will unexpectedly spin around degrees faster than Victor can compensate, opening it up for attack while he gets the rotation back under control.

■ Knockout Barrage

Trion first opens fire with its lasers, missiles and railgun simultaneously, battering the opponent with ranged attacks. After about five seconds of this, it then rapidly closes in on the stunned opponent and pummels them with a huge amount of punches and kicks, finishing the combo with a jet-powered roundhouse kick to the face.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Ironically, Trion One's large size is a double-edged sword in close-quarters. While it can keep an opponent at arm's length much more easily than a smaller fighter would, you don't have to get that close-in to start causing serious damage to it. Furthermore, while it throws punches like a Mack truck, and has very high speed with its jets, its projectiles are unlikely to take out a Nomad very easily, more meant to wear down an opponent over time before it goes in for the knockout.

Furthermore, Trion is a mechanical drone, and has all the limitations that such a device has. The biggest weakness is that it must be remotely-controlled, even in its semi-autonomous mode. The connection can be blocked, intercepted, or otherwise interfered with, to say nothing of the dangers of poor reception. Not to mention that even the state-of-the-art onboard security can still theoretically be broken through. Hacking is a very real danger. In addition, even though Trion One can't tire, it can still run out of battery. The batteries should in theory last about two weeks on a full charge, augmented by deployable solar panels on its shoulders, but it can be realistically separated from Victor for longer than that, depending on the situation.

And then there's the elephant in the room: Victor himself. Victor is not a Nomad. He can't stop a bullet with his pinky toe. He can't shatter rock with his bare hands. If he's caught by himself in a hostile situation, without Trion or other Nomads to protect him, it most likely won't end well for him. On top of this, his wealth makes him a tempting target for less-scrupulous Nomads, especially if he's personally present in the combat zone. Not to mention that Victor doesn't have superhuman reaction time like many other Nomads do. This inherently limits what Trion is capable of relative to the competition, as a drone is only as fast as its operator.

OTHER

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What else?

[Spike]

I'll sign up.

[KaiserElectric]

Here is a little bonus for you all, a prequel to set up the story of the game. :D

--2:31 AM, June 26th, 20XX--
--Zamindawar, Republic of Zun--

"Zaranj has gone dark. That's the fifth base that's ghosted us in the last half hour."

Defense Minister Golchin said nothing, continuing to puff on his odious cigar as he pondered the situation. Surrounding him in his office at the Shah's palace were all of the Zun government officials he could muster, all in various states of distress as they assessed the situation. He had everyone he could home for under the circumstances, but there was one conspicuous absence among the group.

"General Zaman has also remained silent," the Intelligence Director announced, confirming the elephant in the room. "Given our suspicions about the General's ambitions on the throne of Zun, I assume I am not the only one suspecting treachery."

"They certainly know where to strike. Look at where our silent bases are located," Golchin replied, gesturing at the map sprawled along the desk. "All within striking distance of border checkpoints, airports, docks..."

"They're cutting off our escape."

The gathered ministers were hushed as the cool and confident voice of Shah Farzad Darvishi, leader of the Republic of Zun, suddenly broke into the conversation, dressed in resplendent white and leaning on his walking stick. Some of the lesser ranked members of government present bowed their heads at his approach.

"No need for the formality, time is of the essence," Shah Darvishi declared.

"Shah," Golchin said reverently. "I am glad you are safe. If you'll look at the plans we've drafted, we think we can stop General Zaman from-"

"Zaman will be dealt with in time, Golchin. Right now the priority is escorting the rest of you to safety," the Shah explained as members of his royal guard entered into the room around him. "There's an emergency tunnel that will take you out of the royal palace and to the nearest military airfield. A flight is waiting for you there."

"Shah, if anything the priority is escorting you to safety," one of Golchin's more eager assistants declared. "I am proud to give my life for Zun in your stead!"

"Zun smiles on you, my son, but now is not the time for heroics," Shah Darvishi said, encouraging him with a pat on the shoulder. "I need you all to abscond from the palace, quickly. Before they arrive."

The other officials did not need convincing; many had already started to gather important documents as they filtered from the room, flanked by palace guards. Golchin, calm as always, was one of the last to leave, pausing before he left the room.

"I take it the day we feared come has arrived, sir?" he asked, quietly. In response, the Shah retrieved from inside his chest pocket a slip of paper, one he was handed fifteen minutes before the first bases began to go dark, and showed Golchin the familiar symbol printed on it. The moon eclipsing the blood red sun.

"I see..." Golchin said, frowning at the symbol. "Then all arrangements have been made?"

"They have. Take care, my friend."

Golchin nodded once more, and departed without another word, leaving the Shah alone in the office at last. Hobbling over to the desk, he perched himself on the end and began to wait, steeling himself for what was to come. As the footsteps of his government ministers and guards faded, heavy footfalls began to echo from outside the room, methodical and oppressive sounding. Shah Darvashi looked up as the doors to the room burst open, and a collection of black armored men stormed in, their faces concealed by seemingly featureless helmets.

"I had expected you to arrive sooner," the Shah told the soldiers, who all raised their assault rifles upon recognizing him. Getting to his feet, he dusted off his lapel and tossed the cane aside, a bemused smile crossing his face.

"Hands behind your head!" the lead soldier barked threateningly. The Shah, nonplussed, stepped towards them effortlessly as he rolled his neck in preparation.

"Perhaps you should have been warned," Shah Darvashi said. "No darkness can withstand the radiance of Zun."

A blinding flash of light filled the room, shocking the other goons waiting outside to reinforce the men taking point. There was a burst of gunfire and the sound of frantic hand to hand combat, followed by one of the guards flying out of the room headfirst and collapsing in a heap nearby.

"Damn it!" the leader of the goons swore as the Shah himself leapt from the doorway after him, his fists raised. "Take the Shah down, now!"

Smirking but still determined, the Shah weaved around the soldier's fire, belying his mature age as he charged with frightening speed towards his assailants, launching them with heavy blows of his fists that cracked their smooth helmets. Some of the soldiers tried to engage with retractable blades, but the Shah deflected them away just as easily, producing bursts of light from his hands to stun the soldiers before blasting them away with another powerful kick. More soldiers rushed in to replace their fallen brethren, and the Shah unleashed a burst of brilliant sunlight, flinging the oncoming soldiers through the air like a bomb blast.

"Is this the best that the dark can manage?" the Shah declared triumphantly. "PENUMBRA shall not win this-"

But the Shah was cut short as the nearby window burst open, and the warm summer air suddenly became colder. Turning around to engage the new enemy, the Shah prepared another beam of light but was knocked off his feet by something cold and heavy slamming into his chest. Momentarily stunned, he looked up at his new opponent, dressed in black as the other soldiers were but much taller, in spite of what appeared to be a feminine build, and instead of a helmet she seemed to be wearing a hood, obscuring her features outside of a pair of brilliant blue lights where her eyes were.

Steeling himself, the Shah charged forward and aimed a powerful blow, only for the woman to slide out of his range, leaving a trail of frigid ice behind her as she glided along the ground. The Shah launched more beams of light in her direction, but she spun out of their way and fired back with projectiles of ice. The Shah weaved around the icy missiles before one struck his arm and impacted the wall behind him, holding him fast. He fired off flashes of light defensively as the ice woman approached, but she simply launched more projectiles and attached his other arm to the wall as well. Approaching him at last, the woman raised both hands in the air and ripped the Shah from his restraints, tossing him about in a miniature snowstorm before slamming him violently into the ground. Winded, the Shah felt his body picked up by forces beyond his control as ice materialized around him, encasing him in a standing position up to his neck. Trying in vain to free himself, he stopped struggling as the black armored goons swarmed back around him, surrounding his exposed face with the barrels of rifles.

"Good try, Shah Darvashi," echoed a voice from behind the Shah. "But ultimately, a failure."

The woman with the ice powers shifted her stance slightly and spun the block of ice around so the Shah could face the newcomer. Adorned in the same shade of black with added highlights of red, and seemingly unarmed, the man paced forward, looking around the richly decorated foyer now scarred with the debris of combat like a curious tourist.

"You truly have resplendent tastes, Darvashi," the man said with mock admiration. "But that is only natural isn't it? This palace, these halls...they are truly a testament to Zun's prosperity, Zun's piety...perhaps even, Zun's power?"

The Shah couldn't help but chuckle at this, despite being encased in the ice. "So...you must be after the-"

"Naturally! The destabilization of a regional power is simply an added bonus," the man said, barely restraining a laugh. "This is but the first step towards the domination of the light, and I'm afraid all you've served as is a momentary distraction."

"Are you going to torture me until I tell you where it is, then?"

"Don't be so foolish. We've been scouring your armory since we arrived, all we need you to do is behave," the man said, slowly approaching the Shah. "If you're lucky, maybe you'll still be alive to see your dearest Yasmina again."

"Kraus, sir!"

The man, evidently named Kraus, turned his attention away from the murderous glare of the Shah to the two soldiers sprinting down the hall. "Ah, you found it then!" he said expectantly.

"Ah, not quite, sir," the soldier said nervously. "You see, we found where it's SUPPOSED to be..."

"And...uh...it's clearly been moved."

Kraus' expression was unreadable under the mask, but there was a definite anger in the way he looked at the Shah again, who couldn't help but laugh.

"Did you seriously think we did not know you were coming, Kraus?" the Shah taunted. "What you're looking for is long gone, in the hands of trusted allies that even I do not know the name of. The darkness will have to wait a little longer, it seems!"

Wordlessly, Kraus stepped forward and backhanded the Shah's face, knocking him out in a single strike and shattering the frozen block restraining him.

"Someone grab this useless sun worshiper!" Kraus bellowed as he stormed out of the foyer. "If he's not lying through his damned teeth, he'll know someone who does know where that thing was taken!"

"Kraus," the woman with the ice powers said at last, her voice tinged with a nordic accent. "Are you certain kidnapping the Shah is wise? This may prompt open conflict if we're not careful."

"The time to be careful is long past. We've never been closer to our goals then we are now, even if the key to our goals has eluded us," Kraus replied, watching the unconscious body of the Shah being carried along by his men. "The time to escalate is now, and after all, where does the dark thrive best if not in chaos?"

[Megsychan]

Chung Yeong-Suk

정영숙

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⦋ 24 || North Korean || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Yeong-Suk, at a paltry 5'3'', is slightly above average for her home country of North Korea, yet significantly smaller than the average nomad. Her straight, black hair grows to her shoulders, with bangs covering her right eye. However, this is not merely a fashion choice; it is a conscious decision to cover said eye, which glows an unnatural yellow (her natural eye color is brown, which is still visible on her left eye) and is very obviously artificial in nature. This is actually not the only cybernetic implant that Yeong-suk has, but the other implants at least are either underneath skin, or mimic the appearance of such. As a result, while it may not be immediately obvious that Yeong-suk is a cyborg at a quick glance, and Yeong-suk intentionally goes out of her way to keep that illusion going, the illusion can quickly dissipate if the eye gets uncovered.

Yeong-suk's appereance is finely monitored by the North Korean government, as she is viewed as, alongside other goals, a valuable piece of propaganda. She is almost always seen in a Korean People's Army dress uniform; an olive green suit, with a matching hat and tie. In order to emphasize her femininity, Yeong-suk's suit is matched with a skirt; any concerns of practicality being disregarded by her superiors since it simply just looks better. Completing the outfit is black dress shoes, complimented with matching black gloves (more to conceal her implants and fingerprints than for style purposes).

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Patriotic to a fault
■ Deathly Serious
■ Unfeeling
■ Confident in herself and her cause
■ Pragmatic
■ Diligent
■ Doesn't like keeping people close

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Chung Yeong-Suk was born on March 12th in Kaesong, North Korea, the first child of a family of industrial workers. Along with her younger brother, Jeong-Ho, she lived a fairly average life for a North Korean child; she went to school, played youth soccer, learned about the divinity of the ruling Kim family and how North Korea was Best Korea, and was part of the Youth Pioneer Corps. By all accounts, there was nothing remarkable about this North Korean girl compared to any other child.

Meanwhile, with the growing global recognition of the Nomad community, and their potential for strength and destruction, the North Korean government became increasingly interested in trying to create an army of ki-enfused supersoldiers. By embracing what the Supreme Leader believed was the next step of human evolution, Pyongyang hoped they could score a massive propaganda victory over the west, if not finally have the edge needed to finally win the suspended war and reunite Korea. As a result, the North Korean government experimented with procedures meant to rapidly develop ki powers within individuals. However, there was a roadblock, stemming from the fact that it mostly ended up disfiguring (if not killing) the people going through the procedure. But, it was hypothesized that perhaps a certain gene sequence, combined with copious cybernetic implants, could handle the procedure. But first, they needed to find the right person...

Therefore, when graduation came and went and Yeong-suk, like many patriotic North Koreans, was shuffled along to become the next generation of conscripts for the Korean People's Army, there was a nationwide mandatory test to sequence the genetic code of all incoming conscripts. Yeong-suk was the first one to test positive for that sequence. She was immediately pulled away, and given the option to volunteer for "special training" to undergo the rigorous procedure and become an enforcer for the Kims. In return, her family would be given, nice, cushy lodging in the nation's capital of Pyongyang; totally not there to hold Yeong-Suk hostage or anything in case something went wrong. Yeong-Suk readily accepted, mostly out of genuine patriotism, although she also realized she really didn't have a true say in the matter.

Brought to a classified military installation deep in the Korean mountainsides, Yeong-Suk trained under the watchful eye of the military, honing her physical ability, technique in Taekwondo, and most importantly, having her body being augmented with god knows what injections and surgeries. The process was brutal on Yeong-suk's body, and she was written off almost as another failure. But, at the bleakest hour, Yeong-suk started generating ki in an accelerated fashion. Internally, Yeong-suk was informed, she was almost as much of a machine as as a woman at this point; even one of her eyes were replaced with a piece of experimental ki-reading technology stolen from the Chinese. But she was finally a representative of the new breed of the Korean people, one that will lead her nation into glory.

Immediately afterwards, part two of her training began, to make her into an assassin. At first, the army attempted to train her ki manipulation and technique themselves. However, when her skills in ki started to surpass anything the military was prepared for, they "persuaded" martial artists from the south and China to train her up further. Owing to her feet-based martial art, Yeong-Suk's trainers put a particular focus on trying to teach her to channel ki through her feet rather than her hands, a technique which she soon adopted almost, if not totally, excursively.

The training was just as brutal as the first stage, designed to break her mentally just as much to bring out her absolute potential. Whatever personality Yeong-suk may have had beforehand was broken down, hammered away to make her just as much of a machine as she was physically now. Any sense of the self would prevent her from being her max potential as a weapon of war for the North Korean government.Serving the state was the only thing on her mind; the only thing let into her mind, and willingly embraced. Her handlers rejoiced; they finally succeeded in creating the first superhuman agent for North Korea.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Yeong-Suk was trained in the half-traditional, half-modern Korean martial art of 태권도 (Taekwondo), a fighting style which emphasizes agility and kicks. While Taekwondo is usually taught as a zoning martial art, using one's reach through legs to keep the opponent at bay, Yeong-Suk's small size makes that not a winning proposition. Instead, Yeong-Suk uses ki techniques to mirror this philosophy, using her feet to generate projectile attacks from a distance. After catching her opponent off guard, she can use her great agility to rush in with wild jump kicks, before forcing the opponent away and starting over. Alternatively, if she thinks the foe is weak enough, Yeong-Suk will skip the zoning altogether and go straight for the rushdown.

Defensively, there is much more emphasize on dodging hits rather than blocking. Even without ki, Yeon-Suk is fastfooted, and can easily bob and weave from far to close and vice versa. When she can't simply dodge an attack, she perfers to use her ki techniques to block rather than her physical body; she actually can not take getting hit all that well.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ 천국의 눈/Cheongug-ui Nun

The "Eye of Heaven" was a cybernetic implant given to Yeong-Suk when she was selected by the government to become their ki assassin/agent, and was tech that was allegedly stolen from the Chinese without their knowledge. The Eye of Heaven is passively powered by Yeong-Suk's own ki, and confers the ability to observe ki. Living objects radiate blue energy; the more ki, the more brilliant the blue is. It also allows Yeong-Suk to see clearer at night; the ki of other objects will act as a very weak light source.

In combat, the only tangible benefit the cybernetic eye gives is that she can observe the ki of her opponent. This makes it harder to fool her with shapeshifting or creating non-living copies of oneself, since their ki signatures would not match up with the perceived reality.

■ 백사셋의 발/Baegsases-ui Bal

"Baeksaseum (A mythological white deer known for it's speed)'s feet" is a technique where Yeong-Suk channels some of her ki into her feet, allowing her to move at speeds beyond her normal physical capability. Under the effects of this technique, she can run at speeds far faster than a human being should be able to go, allowing her to close or create distances rapidly, or perhaps sidestep away from an attack. It doesn't increase her reaction time, nor does it effect the height of her jumping. However, it can be used to build up momentum from running to jump further than what a human should be able to go.

■ 낫 킥/Nas Kig

The "Sickle kick" is the basic ranged ki attack of Yeong-Suk. Channeling energy to her feet, Yeong-Suk does a roundhouse kick in place, sending a wave of sickle-shaped ki barreling in the direction of her foe.

■ 지진 발생/Jijin Balsaeng

The "Earthquake Strike" is perhaps Yeong-Suk's most versatile attack. She pounds the ground with a ki-infused foot, causing a piece of the earth to dislodge itself and fly into the air. From there, she can either use the piece of earth to block an opponent's range attack (which will usually destroy the mound of dirt), or use her ki again to literally kick it towards the opponent.

■ 여왕 바지의 격노/Yeowang Baji-ui Gyeogno

Much like in her Jijin Balsaeng, "Queen Baji's Fury" (Queen Baji being the Korean Earth Goddess) begins with a channeled ki strike to the ground. Instead of lifting the earth up, it instead creates a fissure, causing jagged rocks to erupt quickly from where the fissure is. Rocks are reasonably sized, hard to jump over but easy enough for someone who could fly to dodge.

■ 만 킥 공격/Man Kig Gong-gyeog

In the "Ten Thousand Kick Attack", Yeong-Suk uses her ki to rapidly kick at speeds faster than the human eye. Each kick isn't much stronger than what a regular kick would be, but they add up very quickly. Due to the high cost of energy, Yeong-Suk can not use this technique for much longer than a few seconds before tiring out.

■ 천리마 킥/Chollima Kig]

The "Flying Horse Kick" is the most powerful of Yeong-Suk's attacks, and is basically a dramatic flying kick. When jumping, Yeong-Suk encases one of her feet in ki, and just lunges at her opponent. There is nothing too special she does beyond the ki, but it hurts like a truck when she makes contact. Can tire Yeong-Suk out easily, so she uses it sparingly.

SUPER MOVES

■ 여왕 바지의 복수/Yeowang Baji-ui Bogsu

"Queen Baji's Revenge" is, in simplistic terms, a souped up version of Queen Baji's Fury. Most of the attack is the same, but the rocks are much larger and travel more quickly than in the regular version of the attack. The rocks go far up enough that it could legitimately threaten hovering enemies.

■ 큰 천리마 킥/Keun Chollima Kig

Much like her previous super, The "Great Flying Horse Kick" is just a more powerful version of one her basic attacks, this time being the regular flying horse kick. Instead of encasing her foot in ki, Yeong-Suk instead covers her entire body in a glowing box of ki. More of a ram than a kick, Yeong-Suk flings her entire body at her opponent, being easily her most devastating non-lethal attack. While she is encased in ki, she is massively resistant to damage, but not completely invulnerable. WILL tire her out and drain most of her ki after using, leaving an opening if it misses.

■ 백두산권총/Baek Du San

Yeong-Suk whips out her Baek Du San and shoots to kill. Her pistol is loaded with specially made ki-enfused bullets, which is specifically designed in order to penetrate through a Nomad's natural defenses against bullets. However, these bullets are not cheap, so she doesn't carry much of them on her person.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

The augmentations that Yeong-Suk has underwent has given her body an immense freebie in raw ki power, but it doesn't means she is able to really fully utilize that power. Her body, in fact, was really not designed to be able to output that much ki, and thus there is a sense of frailty that undermines her in fights. Using her ki techniques will tire her out over time, at a rate faster than most nomads. On the other hand, with being barely able to handle the raw output that she has as-is, being actually hit can damage her even more harshly than a typical nomad as well.

Due to constantly training with people much weaker than her, Yeong-Suk also overestimates her own abilities. She also has very little experience fighing anyone with ki or magic, and doesn't know how to fight people of similar strength.

Finally, the series of cybernetic implants that she has, means that she is very reliant on them to function. Any sort of mechanical interference, such as an EMP, will severely mess her up, up to possibly even being a one hit KO depending on how severe it was.

OTHER

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As Yeong-Suk is Korean, her name is written in the Asian style of surname/personal name, rather than personal name/surname.

Credit for the image goes to runeun of dA, not me. I can't art to save my life

I also can't speak Korean so the translations for some of her special moves might be wrong.

[Mixtape Ghost N]

To pass the time, what if we came up with intro dialogue akin to Injustice 2/Mortal Kombat 11? Liiiiiiiiiike

Aiko: Give me the sword, Clan Hatanka.

Yoko: The sword is my family's precious heirloom, I cannot let it fall into the hands of a demon.

Aiko: It's my grandfather.

@Savo I had an idea for one with Alduous:

Aiko: Your ki is dark, but what does that say about your intentions?

[Savo]

To pass the time, what if we came up with intro dialogue akin to Injustice 2/Mortal Kombat 11? Liiiiiiiiiike



<Snipped quote>

@Savo I had an idea for one with Alduous:

<Snipped quote>

@Ruler Inc

We did winquotes before, but I can't see why not... I'll just do one of these briefly.

Aldous: I would say that you should be more careful going off such arbitrary measurements; there are some things you can't measure with Ki alone.

[Mixtape Ghost N]

Aiko: My point exactly.

[Kamen Evie]

The gay rocks return.

Inanna

Inanna

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⦋ 10 || Iran || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

A golem standing at five feet and four inches, Inanna sports a slim, flimsy-looking body with no significant muscles to speak of, hidden under hooded red robes and leather boots. His skin is a pale white, and feminine facial features work with long white hair to frame wide, deep green eyes. He carries with him an ancient steel staff, adorned at the top with a bizarre symbol with two curved protrusions running down opposite sides.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Instead of a paragraph, I just want a list of some simple personality traits!

• Optimistic
• Naive
• Caring
• Trusting
• Apologetic

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

In the depths of the deserts of Iran, an ancient order sought to create a vessel for the revival of their ancient god. Created from hallowed clay, souls from fighters across the world, and a piece of metal that was said to be a fragment of a magical blade that was said to be a source of ki itself, the golem was to return an order to the world that had been lost with the fading of magic.

Well, Inanna certainly wasn't what they were expecting. The first thing he did when he rose from the arcane crucible was ask if they needed a light turned on in their occult basement. They’d strain their eyes if they worked in the dark like that, he explained to a crowd of confused hooded figures.

As Inanna began to experience the world around himself, his hobbies expanded to such awe-inspiring areas as singing, sewing, and occasionally cooking. His creators weren’t convinced that their little project had gone as intended, but decided to test his skills anyways. While he took fairly well to fighting with his staff, he had difficulty channeling his seemingly immense stores of ki. He was almost written off as a failure until one day of training; his opponent tried to land a finishing blow, only for a mysterious voice to leave Inanna's lips as his opponent ended up hitting himself in the head by way of two green portals.

Though it never spoke through him since then, he eventually began to hear it speak to him as he developed his arcane talents. While he enjoyed all of the positive reinforcement he was getting for once, Inanna eventually hit a brick wall. He simply wasn’t going to attune any further as a vessel in his current state. He eventually left his home, embarking on a worldwide search for a path to more power.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Trained in the style of his temple, Inanna uses momentum to make up for his lack of strength as he twirls and strikes his enemies with his staff to keep them at bay. Though it allows him to strike from a decent range, it isn’t anything special in terms of damage.

His real strength comes in the form of his ability to conjure magical portals around him. He can create up to two sets of two interlinked portals. Momentum of anything that goes through a portal will be carried through to the other side, and if a portal closes while something or someone is partway through it, they get spat out violently from whatever side contains most of the subject’s mass.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Warp Step]

[Inanna opens a portal under his feet and reappears from the air in a different location.]

■ [Warp Flip]

[Inanna opens a portal underneath his feet and turns his staff sideways as he falls into the ground, reappearing above and in front of the enemy. Hanging onto his staff and flipping like a gymnast, he sails towards his opponent’s gut feet first, somehow retaining enough momentum afterwards to sail up into the air and land back to where he was when he started the attack, retrieving his staff.]

■ [Warp Thrust]

[In lieu of a proper ranged attack, Inanna simply opens a portal in front of him connected to another in front of his opponent, and thrusts once with his staff before bringing it back and closing the portals.]

■ [Warp Snap]

[Inanna creates a portal in front of him and a few feet in the air that connects to another one behind his opponent. He reaches through with his staff and hooks it around his opponent's neck, pulling it against the inside edge of the portal. He then unhooks and withdraws his staff, closing the portal and sending his opponent flying.]

■ [Warp Fling]

[Inanna opens a deliberately unstable portal in front of him with an exit facing himself immediately behind it, making it difficult to notice. If anything or anyone attempts to pass through, the portal will immediately collapse in on it, spitting them out with exponentially more force than they attempted to enter with. If nothing attempts to enter, the portal will collapse on its own after a couple seconds. Doesn’t work with faster projectiles such as bullets.]

■ [Verdant Portal Kick]

[Inanna opens a portal under his feet and reappears above his opponent with a foot extended, kicking for minor damage and leaping backwards off of them for a graceful rebound. Inanna can alternatively hold himself in a set of two portals located above each other located up in the air before the kick to both fake out and increase his own velocity and damage. On the first loop, he’ll kick with both feet, rolling along the ground if he misses. On the second, he’ll come down hard enough that he’ll use his opponent to break his fall, taking damage himself if he misses. While he’s “looping” to charge the move, he’s vulnerable to damage from anything that can hit him.]

■ [Retribution]

[A counter-attack in which Inanna opens a portal directly in front of him connected to another one above his opponent. In the event that a projectile passes through it, it ends up travelling down on the opponent’s head. In the event that the opponent uses melee techniques and strikes through the portal itself, Inanna capitalizes on the fact that gravity is pulling the enemy in two different directions by twirling behind them and sending them the rest of the way through with a solid strike, letting the fall do the rest of the work.]

■ [Inanna’s Grace]

[Though ki gives the clay that makes up his body properties similar to a human's flesh and bone to protect his core, he is unable to heal over time as a human would. By channeling ki, he can reshape his body, smoothing over any injuries and even remaking lost limbs, provided that he has a source of clay nearby to replace them. The process takes up to a couple of minutes depending on the severity of the injury, making it ill-suited for battle.]

■ [Copy]

[Inanna opens up a portal to his own core, directly in front of him. Any attack that goes through the portal will become consumed by its magic, giving him a temporary complete understanding of it. He will be able to magically replicate the attack, though he can only hold one attack “in memory” at a time, though he can lose a copied ability after taking a particularly hard hit.]

SUPER MOVES

■ [Damocles Drop]

[Briefly searching for an item to use, Inanna decides not to inconvenience anyone and opens a portal at his feet, dropping his staff through it. It reappears high in the air, dropping into another portal linked to the previous one, and the staff continually accelerates as gravity pulls between the two portals. When he’s ready, he can release it out of the loop by linking the bottom portal to an exit portal over the opponent’s head. He quickly readjusts the portals to reach out and retrieve his staff from a distance. While initially nothing special for a super, leaving him vulnerable without his staff, giving it the time to reach terminal velocity will result in a quick and devastating attack.]

■ [Rostam’s Rush]

[Summoning uncharacteristic determination, Inanna slaps his opponent as hard as he can… Which still isn't much. However, he continues his assault by repeatedly slapping them with one hand while utilizing portals to strike at them again and again from many different angles with his staff held in the other. He finishes by thrusting forwards with his staff once the opponent loses balance, sending them away.]

■ [Shaghad’s Strike]

[Raising his staff high, Inanna swings as hard as he can and sends his opponent into a portal set above the first one. Much like Damocles Drop, he allows gravity to accelerate his opponent. He releases the target to the floor once they reach terminal velocity, allowing them to hit the floor as if they decided to take a skydive without a parachute.]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

While Inanna’s portals give him the ability to move and attack all across the stage, he lacks strength and mobility outside of his gimmick. His best ways of dealing damage come from either gravity or the opponent’s own strength, meaning that those who can counteract such forces are that much better off. His portals also come with a fatal flaw; they work both ways, and leave him wide open to anyone smart enough to attack him through his own portal. Overall, he lacks the experience and drive to use his skills to their full potential.

OTHER

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Seshat

Seshat

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⦋ 4,042 || Egypt || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Those posting bounties for Seshat often describe a mysterious figure, around 6’7”, clad from head to toe in fancy-looking white powered armor outfitted with various strange weapons, looking down an assault rifle through a glowing blue visor, with a glowing ankh present on the left shoulder. She is often mistakenly described as a robot, though that would only be half-true.

Under that layer of armor lies… another layer of armor. Black and grey platemail layer together to create an imposing stature, complete with a glowing magic tower shield and spear. She has no helmet for this layer of armor, revealing a brown face with stern yet strangely beautiful features, her eyes and eyebrows marked by kohl, her right eye in particular being marked with the Wadjet symbol. Strange glowing green lines can be seen at the base of her neck that trail down underneath the collar of her armor.

And under that lies her true self. A featureless, purplish, vaguely humanoid and almost ethereal-looking body that would look quite strong… if it weren’t weathered and covered in cracks. Green magical energies leak out across her body from these imperfections, though the six-pointed emblem on her chest seems to be deliberately made. A protrusion on her right arm can be used to project a glowing green blade of magic, while winglike structures on her back project an ethereal green, fiery light.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Stern
Melancholy
Adaptable
Observant
Empathetic
Determined
Self-righteous

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

In ancient times, there was a legendary warrior who wandered the Mediterranean world, who triumphed over any who dared to challenge him. No one was sure whether this was due to his own skill or the enchanted sword he wielded, and this remained a mystery when he finally met his fate and the sword was shattered into forty-two pieces. They were eventually recovered by the court sorcerers of an Egyptian pharaoh, and each piece was used to create a warrior to serve him.

Seshat was one of these warriors; a creature formed from earth and magic. Though the specifics of her creation were lost with the Library of Alexandria, it was clear that Seshat and her brothers and sisters were an even greater force than the weapon they were made from. They fought to defend and expand the pharaoh’s reign, and did so excellently until his death. It was only a matter of time her brother Horus suggested that they take the pharaoh's place, and expand their domain even further. After all, they were almost godlike; far stronger than any feeble human could ever hope to be. Who better to stand above them and maintain Ma’at? Though most of Seshat’s brothers and sisters agreed with this plan, Seshat was vocal in her opposition. She was joined only by her sisters Mafdet and Isis, who shared her more level-headed approach.

Debate raged on until it was clear that they would tolerate mere words no longer. Horus challenged Seshat and her allies to stand against their siblings through battle.

And so she did. Through some mix of strategy, skill, and miraculous luck, the three had managed to triumph over thirteen times their number. It had not been without cost: Mafdet had lost her life, and Seshat’s core had been knocked from her body amidst the maelstrom of melee and magic, and had been lost in the flow of the Nile. With her own life fading as well, Isis concocted a plan to save her sister, giving Seshat her core before she succumbed to her wounds. In but a single night, the forty-two had been reduced to one.

Out of some mix of shame and sorrow, Seshat felt that she could not continue to serve Egypt any further. Seshat gathered the cores of her comrades and melded them with her own, with the exception of the one piece she had lost. She began to travel the world, searching for artifacts of immense power, similar to the one that had created her, and began to either destroy them or seal them away if the former was not an option, as well as opposing those who would threaten the world’s balance, especially if it involved said artifacts.

While a century meant nothing to Seshat, millennia of travel and battle began to leave their effect on her, perhaps an effect of the loss of her original core, perhaps an imperfection in her own creation or perhaps something else entirely. It did not matter to her: As her body grew frail and aged, she supplemented it with armor and weapons to protect it, for she would keep fighting no matter what.

Her exploits had continued to the present day. While she had little interest in how she was perceived, she still knew one thing for sure. The balance of Ma’at was being threatened, and she would make sure that it shall remain undisturbed.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Seshat was never formally trained under any formal fighting style. Instead, she fights using a variety of weapons and armor sets with skills that she has accumulated and refined through fighting and studying worldwide over thousands of years, with the odd magic spell thrown in here and there.

To offset her fragility, Seshat uses two layers of armor that she has collected over the years. Instead the armor simply dampening blows, it has been supplemented by her own sealing magic that negates the damage to Seshat herself entirely, transferring that stress into the armor plating itself, until it eventually melts into a series of hieroglyphs on Seshat’s body for a few hours until that magical stress is properly vented. On all layers of armor, she will use her body’s boosters for an extra bit of speed, though she can only really be considered “fast” once the armor is gone.

The third, outer layer is comprised of the weapons and armor plating of various robots, most prominently a high-tech assault rifle, which she uses in conjunction with a few other scavenged pieces of equipment to keep foes at bay at longer ranges.

The second layer of armor could be considered cutting edge and ahead of its time… About a thousand years ago when it was forged, give or take a century or two. Wielding this set of platemail alongside a mighty tower shield and a long spear, Seshat becomes more aggressive, blocking and shunting aside blows with her shield and thrusting deftly with her spear, augmented by the odd shield bash and a couple of magical spells.

Seshat’s final layer is her true form, and with it she fights with strength, speed, and raw magical power echoing the era of the height of her power. Gaining the ability to fly and teleport, Seshat fights both with beauty and desperation reminiscent of a cornered animal, using her arm-mounted laser blade of ki and magical energies. With no armor to protect her aged body, she is beyond fragile in this form.

Seshat can sense ki as well as magical energies, and the visor of her power suit can allow her to see heat signatures as long as it’s active.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ All Layers

■ Overboost

Seshat’s back armor plating folds away over the course of a second to reveal her wings, which she pours a massive amount of ki into in order to move in a single direction at high speeds, though the exact speed depends on how much equipment is currently weighing her down. On the final layer, using this move will damage her slightly as she uses it.

■ Third and Final Layerr

■ Mafdet Missile

Only useable on the third and final layers. If an opponent has been in her line of sight for a second or so, she can fire a fireball homing missile from her suit’s shoulder-mounted missile launcher at them. This is only accurate at mid-to-long ranges: The missile’s maneuverability is lacking enough that it will sail straight over the heads of most close-range opponents. On the first layer, it is simply a magical arrow fired from Seshat’s palm. It is far weaker than its third layer counterpart, though it tracks its targets competently at all ranges.

■ Third Layer

■ Wadjet’s Protection

Only useable on the third layer. Seshat raises her arm and uses her suit’s energy shield to reflect attacks, sending melee opponents flying back and sending projectiles back towards their origin. It does not repel throws, however.

■ Pakhet’s Ray

Only useable on the third layer. Six laser cannons unfold from the back of Sashet’s armor and fire. The lasers will travel at the speed of light, but the cannons take a second to unfold each time they fire.

■ Maahes’ Blessing

Only useable on the third layer. Seshat aims her rifle and fires a ball of holy fire at the ground from its grenade launcher. It will stay there until an opponent gets too close to it, in which case it will explode.

■ Exceed Orbit

A small drone pops out from Seshat’s power armor. This drone automatically intercepts one projectile every second with a quick laser beam. It’s destroyed if hit with a melee attack, however.

■ Second Layer

■ Khnum’s Charge

Only useable on the second layer. Seshat holds her tower shield forwards and charges towards the enemy. If an attack hits her before she reaches the opponent, she’ll swipe it aside with her shield and stab forwards with her spear, covering a surprising amount of distance.

■ Set’s Storm

Only useable on the second layer. Seshat holds her spear skywards and utters an ancient spell. Lightning shoots down onto the head of the spear, which then arcs into the surrounding area.

■ Maahes’ Strength

Only useable on the second layer. Seshat swings her shield forwards, breaking an opponent’s guard, and then steps forwards, ramming it into them.

■ Final Layer

■ Aten's Light

Only useable on the final layer. Seshat’s body flares for a moment before arcane energies expand to form a deadly sphere of holy fire around her.

■ Zero Shift

Seshat’s signature technique, only useable on the final layer. Seshat’s form shimmers for the slightest of moments before she instantly appears in a different location.

SUPER MOVES

■ Assault Armor

An improved version of Aten’s Light. Seshat sheds an entire layer of armor at once in a blinding explosion of ki and magical energies that does tremendous damage. The only viable way to use this technique is when she is on her third or second layer. Using the technique without channeling the stress into her armor would result in her death.

■ Mafdet Missile Massacre

Seshat shoots her palms forwards and channels magic through her fingers, shooting off ten glowing magic missiles that track their target. If she is still on the third layer, she will supplement this with fireballs generated from her suit’s missile launchers, bringing the total projectile count up to forty-two.

■ Beyond the Bounds

Only useable on the final layer. Seshat flies forwards in an all-or-nothing rush and slashes at her foe with all her might. She will then constantly Zero Shift around the opponent while striking at various angles several times. After the opponent is staggered, she roars and tackles them to the ground, forgoing her blade in favor of using her brute strength to beat them down with her bare fists, which crack down as she does so. She finishes by drawing the shattered khopesh that serves as her core from her body and stabbing it into her opponent, repairing the damage to her fists before she melds it back into herself.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Seshat’s moves are specialized enough to do well in certain situations, but the layers of armor they are tied to are far less durable than a Nomad who made these their focus would be, even if that durability adds up. If her current moveset has an advantage, then she’ll need to fight well to maintain it.

On the third layer, while she can fight defensively at longer ranges, her damage output is lacking. Her melee skills are also lacking while she’s holding her rifle, and she is very susceptible to throws. Her mobility is also abysmal, leaving it easy for faster foes to get into her vulnerable range.

On the second layer, she fares better offensively, but she has no way of fighting opponents at long ranges. Her slower style lends her best to poking away at mid range along with the occasional charge. Her shield bashes are powerful at very close ranges, but they’re rather sluggish.

On the final layer, Seshat is at her fastest and most powerful, with skills suited to fighting opponents up close and personal, but she is also at her weakest; an almost literal glass cannon not much more durable than a regular human. Under all that armor lies the most fragile nomad of all.

Seshat can progress through her layers of armor at her own pace, but she has no way of getting them back in the middle of battle. If she misjudges her opponent, she may have screwed herself out of an advantage.

OTHER

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I will probably be redrawing them.

[BayRat]

The Crimson Prince

Vlad Ruthven/Dlav Relapmi

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⦋ ??? || ??? || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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As a typical vampire, Vlad has pale white skin and glowing crimson eyes. His hair is a raven black and his face sports a hint of stubble. The fangs are immediately noticable. His physique his tall and lean, standing at 6'5".

Vlad makes sure to always dress appropriately. He often wears some form of formal attire, usually a black suit with a red tie. Sometimes he wears an overly large-brimmed sunhat, and of course, always wearing a long black and red cape with a cowl.

Vlad usually has a facade of grace. He is a formal gentleman; often polite, or tries to be. Regardless, underneath that facade is a chaotic individual who certainly has no qualms with feeding off of the living, or messing with the wrong people. Immortality has made life, well, boring, and Vlad often entertains himself with mischief; sometimes harmless. There is an obvious, and perhaps, annoying sense of pride and confidence that Vlad always carries. Overconfident in both his own nature as 'the prince of the night', as well as considering himself to be a man of high class and wealth. Due to this Vlad looks upon less fortunate soul with (almost) a sense of pity. Mortals too. Almost, but, not enough for him to make a difference.

Being a man of dignity, Vlad distastes getting himself dirty. Whether it be combat, or merely feeding, Redrum tries to be as clean and as professional as possible.

When he is expected to duel or to otherwise get busy, he will often wear his 'duelist uniform' which is just a glorified black and gold fencer uniform (Which is also sun proof):

My Hider

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Snooty
Arrogant
Chaotic (Chaotic neutral)
Mischievous
Expensive-taste
Controlling
Manipulative
Liar
Regal
Flirtatious
Lazy

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

The reporter walked into the mansion, taking nervous steps on the clean tiled floor. The cameraman behind her was just as cautious. As they walked, they couldn't help but notice the servants around them. Maids and butlers, all with a lifeless expression; dead eyes watching them as they moved further. The room was cold, and the motionless servants didn't help to lift the atmosphere.

"Are you sure this isn't a prank?" Said the cameraman, having attempted to turn his fear into frustration.

"He gave us an invitation in person, remember? It's un-" She snapped back, but was cut off as a sudden motion caught both of their attention. Before them, between the double staircase of the foyer, rose a swirling mass that had seemed to swoop down on the floor from the shadows. Taking shape from the swirl of motion, later revealed to be his cape, was the man of the hour himself.

"Greetings, welcome to my humble abode." Vlad bowed politely before his guests, dressed in his typical evening suit. "I hope my loyal subjects haven't bothered you." He said, his voice was almost enchanting, yet there in lied waited something sinister in his tone; like a serpent.

He snapped his fingers, and the handful of maids and butlers suddenly came to life. They seemed to carry on with their duties; moving furniture and decor, preparing drinks, and the like. Set up by several servants were a pair of expensive, decorative chairs with fine silk cushions, and a likewise rich couch of a black dyed fabric. Vlad had taken a seat on the sofa. Just as the reporter took a seat on one of the chairs, a maid approach to set up a tray with what appeared to be freshly served snacks; A glass of wine and miniature sandwiches.

The cameraman turned on his camera to film the two.

"So, what brings you to my estate, you'll have to forgive my poor memory."

"We um." She turned to the tray briefly to decide on whether taking a bite or not, before refusing. "Well you said you would tell the world where you came from, why you're here. Fans are dying to know after all, what's your story?"

He chuckled. "Fans? Story?" He waved his hand way in a dismissal motion.

"Oh you mortals and your, strange fascination with romanticizing monsters nowadays. 300 years ago you wouldn't see that kind of opinion out there." He sighed. "Ah but those days are over I'm afraid, very well, I shall tell you what I can remember.." He waved his hand in a dramatic motion as he began;

"You see, I was born into a royal family of, well, a kingdom of sorts. The name? I couldn't recall." He laughed, amusing himself. "Those kinds of details don't matter anymore anyway, I know it doesn't exist anymore. Anyway; so, of course, this small little civilization there, I think it was somewhere in east Europe; we were...let's say not the most liked kind of rulers out there. Sure, we didn't needlessly kill anyone. But there were complaints from the commoners about corruption, wickedness, greed, what have you. And sure, I suppose those complaints were...not far from the truth. I can't remember my father, I knew he was there, I knew what he did, but well; I suppose I just didn't care enough for him to remember. My mother, well, she was the one who spoiled me when I was a young one, I remember that face well enough. My sister, well...I suppose I have her to thank to be where I am today.

You see, I suppose it all started when famine struck our lands. Rain hadn't fall, the soil had become ill, and well; life was miserable. For them, not us, of course. While they starved outside, poor and with little food, we hoarded the land's boon. Fresh pig, mutton, mm...I almost missed that taste." He trailed off for a moment.

"Mr. Dalv?"

"Oh, pardon me."

"Is that your real name?"

"What is?"

"Dalv."

"Oh, no." He chuckled, waving away her thought. "No, my real name was far less suitable I suppose. I abandoned it sometime ago."

"Oh, well..."

Vlad took the advantage of her silence to continue. "Where was I? Oh yes, you see; They didn't like that fact too much, the commoners. They decided to have a riot of sorts. Pitchforks and torches, all that nonsense. Of course the guards initially had their uses, but I guess many of them joined the crowd since I, well, I suppose my father forgot to treat them well." He snickered. At the time I was about as old as, well, how you see me now. But still, I wasn't in charge. No I'd be on merry strolls enjoying my privileges and flirting with the local beauties. My carefree life was taken away by my reckless family."

"So you resent them?" She asked.

"Heavens no." He once again made a dismissal hand gesture, scoffing at the idea. "If it wasn't for them I wouldn't be here now. You see, because of this predicament, we were..desperate. My sister, now, I didn't know what she was up to. But it was revealed on that day that she was well versed in the occult. Now, I don't know if she was a witch, but I'm sure on any other day she could have been burned for that fact. Anyway, with her connections and my...father's..." He seemed to hesitate for a moment, a flash of anger briefly in his expression, as if a sudden memory popped into view. He played it off with a brief snicker. "My father had no idea what he was doing when he thrashed his daughter about saving them. The price she insisted was too high. Well, she couldn't do anything against an angry and desperate man losing power; so she had summoned a vampire."

A smile curled on his lips, revealing his fangs. "Shocker, I know."

"But it gets better. You see, the vampire in question was happy to deal with our little problem; But my father gave him a..well a bit too stern of an attitude. He didn't know his place. So our little blood-sucking friend wasn't in the best of mood to help us. More importantly, it was a bloody vampire; I mean who the hell.." He sighed. "I'm getting off topic. Anyway, our blood-sucking hero explains to us that he will grant our wish if we are willing to sacrifice one of our own. Sure enough, immediately without consent, my father picks out my sister. Now, as the vampire explained that he must literally stand his own damned child in the back; I was well...I didn't like that much really. Mother well, I'm sure she didn't want that, but she didn't interfere. So, I picked up a decorative sword from the wall, and used it to strike my father's back while he was busy on my sibling. Of course he was shocked, as was I, that was my first....kill. So to speak. While all this was happening, mind you, the revolt was reaching our doors. The vampire, having accepted the father as the sacrifice, took to dealing with the first wave of an angry mob. I don't remember the details, I recall my mother screaming; going into a corner. I remember my father trying to mouth something, struggling through rage and shock. 'Course I don't remember what he said. What I do remember, was my sister. Upon seeing the massacre she tried to stop what she had summoned. She drew a knife and stabbed the vampire's chest. I think she was going for the heart, but apparently she missed. The dagger didn't seem to go through his flesh that much either...Anyway, the angry fiend turned around and gutted her like a pig.

Now you can, imagine the shock of those events. The trauma, and all. I completely forgot who that monster was with how...well I'm not sure how to describe how I felt. It's been so long since I felt such emotion, and it was too complicated to wave it away as angry. No it was mixed with all..sorts..of delicious emotions. Rage, Fear, Shock, terror, panic....Ah, yes a lot of terrible things going on off at once. It made me dumb enough to attack the thing, and obviously my efforts were in vain. At this point most of the riot had realized what was happening after their first wave had been massacred, and began to scream in terror back to the village. The chaos had set the castle ablaze, I remember that, because I distinctly recall the fire twisting light and shadows around this...monstrous figure. It towered over me, scoffed, and I believe it bit my neck. It had to have had, because if he didn't, I wouldn't be here. Regardless, There was no period I remember in between; like sleeping and waking. I awoke, to find myself surrounded in a closed space of wood. It didn't take long to realize I had been buried alive. Except, I wasn't really alive, now was I?" He grinned again at the woman, giving her a wink with his crimson eyes.

The gesture sent a shiver down her spine, but she continued. "That..that must been when you turned then."

"Correct." He responded. "My skin was pale, I had no pulse; I was cold, but not..really. Numb perhaps. Anyway, I freaked out and struggled for a bit. Eventually I discovered the unnatural strength I had which allowed me to claw my way out of the coffin and the earth. I awoke in the graveyard, and returned to my castle. It had been well, 3 days since I died. According to what I learned. My subjects were shocked to see me. I was more shocked, to see my mother's, the queen's, battered corpse hanging from the front of the castle gate; sweet dry blood staining the stone bricks. Well they called us a monster in life, so I decided to give them what they said I was."

His grin faded back into a smile, though it still felt sinister to the woman, who now nervously took a sip of the wine. "Well, the few that I liked I turned into the loyal subjects you see around this manner. Eternal like me, but not quite vampires. Pity they don't have any free will to entertain me with."

"Wow that is um...fascinating, Mr. Dalv. But why are you here now, so far away from home?"

"Money, fame, social status. Trivial things mind you, and of course, living in a damp old castle isn't really a lifestyle fit for a prince, is it?" He said as he slowly moved off from the couch.

The woman was speechless as she was staring into Vlad's eyes. Like it was some kind of trance. The cameraman noticed this, and turned his camera off. He tried to snap her awake, shouting "hey!" But our dashing young vampire had closed the distance between them in unnatural speed. His cold white fingers gripped the man's throat, cutting his voice off from any further sound. "Shhh.." He whispered as his nails elongated into claws, drawing blood from small cuts that were made on his neck from the transformation of the fingers. Drawing his fangs, he bit into the cameraman's neck, who dropped his camera from the attack. He was sucked dry, while the woman remained in a trance. "Hmm.." He said as he dropped the corpse. "Well, I think this will make a fine addition to the auditorium. What do you think...what was your name again Darling?"

"Mary." She said in a tranced voice, as if she was talking in her sleep.

"Ah, a pleasure to make your acquaintance my dear." He spoke, before taking a bite out of her neck as well.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Vlad as a high class gentleman, doesn't like to get dirty or expend to much effort. However he is not opposed to a proper duel or challenge. Wielding a rather long rapier which he has dubbed 'The Impaler', Vlad strikes with swift jabs while sustaining a comfortable distance between himself and his opponent. Drawing blood, usually from his foe, allows him to use his vampiric powers further to his advantage.

His vampiric physiology has given him numerous supernatural advantages. While the vampiric ki he possesses is in itself relatively weak; he is still unnaturally strong and durable. He can regenerate effectively (So long as his heart isn't destroyed). Able to see in the dark, possessing a strong sense of smell, and being tied to necromancy are all traits of a vampire Vlad can exploit. His 'art' practices mostly on blood manipulation. Blood that has been separated from a body can be manipulated into various ways by the moves below. This blood can be his own blood or another's, but if it is an outside source it cannot be manipulated while connected to one's body and ki. Meaning the blood used must be outside the body and drawn out such as a puddle of blood or on his sword. This form of blood manipulation is fueled and controlled by his vampiric ki.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Vampiric Mist]

[Vlad turns into an immobile body of mist; becoming temporarily intangible and immune to attacks, but cannot move during this state.]

■ [Bat Form]

[Vlad can turn into a small, fast vampire bat. While still having blood sucking fangs he is mostly defenseless in this form. But his small size and swift speed makes him a difficult target in this form. Best used for transportation or evading attacks.]

■ [Blood Fire]

[Vlad can cause blood to boil into a burning liquid, or even explode rapidly into a powerful burst.]

■ [Crimson Blade]

[With blood staining his rapier, Vlad can extend and solidify the blood into a longer ranged blade. The exact shape of this blood sword/weapon can be determined by him.]

■ [Blood spear]

[Vlad can project a bolt composed of semi solid blood either from a portion of crimson blade, a nearby blood puddle, or from his own body. The resulting projectile is both sharp and fast, like a crossbow bolt.]

■ [Ghastly Presence]

[Vlad allow's himself reveal or surpress his own fiendish presence at will. When revealed, his presence makes the surrounding area drop in temperature, often accompanied by shadows twists around him or letting the wind howl. Animals will often either go quiet at his presence, or freak out by barking/growling. Small open flames can be put out as well by this ability.]

■ [Mage Hand]

[An incorporeal hand can be summoned at will by Vlad. This hand acts as an independant, floating hand. Able to lift, carry, pull, and push objects. It can't attack by itself, but can throw objects or wield weapons. The hand's range is limited by 30 meters around Vlad]

■ [Blood Snare]

[A tendril or multiple tendrils form from either Vlad's own blood, a blood puddle, or from his crimson blade. The tendril aims to wrap around a subject to trap them in place, and is free to pull or move trapped victims if successful. The tendrils may also throw these victims, or instead act to slam into said victim instead of trying to grab them.]

■ [Vampiric Waltz]

[Vlad expends more of his vampiric ki to apply his undead speed. Turning himself into almost a blur of speed, Vlad will attempt to disorient his opponent by taking three stride-like side steps, which cover a large distance with only a motion trail. In between each step is a rhytmic pause. Then he performs a fourth motion; either perform a counter attack with his rapier, or retreat into a nearby hiding place.]

■ [Blood Wave]

[From his own blood/body, a nearby puddle, or through crimson blade, Vlad can generate a crescent shaped wave of blood, which is sharp enough to act as a bladed projectile.

■ [Duelist Flurry]

[A rapid thrust attack with his rapier, aiming to both disorient his opponent with a flurry of attacks with the hopes of at least landing one hit to draw blood.]

■ [Vampiric Hypnosis]

By staring deeply into his eyes, and requiring activation, Vlad can put people under hypnosis, and manipulate them under his will temporarily. This requires sustained eye contact, and most commands can only be sustained and obeyed by remaining in that trance. Subconscious orders can also be implanted to perform later, but this is harder to pull off if they have a strong will. Hypnosis doesn't work with people that can use their ki, or if they have a strong enough will power. Breaking eye contact for more then 5 seconds ends the trance. A sustained trance of 2 minutes is required to implant a subconscious command.]

SUPER MOVES

■ [Blood Storm]

[Vlad unleashes a flurry of blood spears in rapid fire.]

■ [Midnight Swarm]

[Vlad conjures hundreds of bats that swarm their opponent with fangs and clawed feet. The bats are a bit more monstrous looking then the average vampire bat. They are the size of fruit bats, with long claws for feet and canine-rowed teeth in their maws. Blood red eyes and slick wolf-like fur. Being slightly stronger then the average bat, they are potentially dangerous, but not too difficult to kill individually. The swarm de-spawns after 1 minute.]

■ [Life Drain]

[With a tight grip of an opponent, Vlad unleashed a torrent of undead, necromatic magic. Opponents that are mortal and biologically will have their skin burst in bloody lesions and mild decay/rot under contact from Vlad's palm. Both their life force and ki are drained by this move, temporarily weakening them and making the pain of their injuries much more unbearable then it would otherwise.]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Vampiric Weaknesses

Ki

Since vampire's are undead, they're ki is not self-sustainable. Instead it is drawn from the blood of their victims, and absorbed to be stored and help fuel their false life. Since vampiric ki is absorbed from the life energy of blood itself, it is often attributed with a blood-colored tint of hue when exposed. Those that are able to control ki are more difficult to drink from, as their blood can 'fight back' when being absorbed; essentially the ki becomes more active and can do more damage to the vampire instead of being properly consumed, thus vampires can't really drink from ki users unless if they are in a dying state; or in an otherwise weak state where they physically cannot draw ki properly. Some vampiric ki can be regenerated during the 'rest' period vampires may take, usually during the day, and in their coffins. Though this method isn't sustainable unless if they rest for centuries. Blood from other immortals and mythic creatures also won't do so well, especially divine blood, as all of which and especially the latter are toxic and potentially fatal.

Those with ki are also able to resist many of the vampiric abilities, such as hypnosis, and ki is in of itself an effective ward for vampires. Ki-based damage is harder to recover from for vampires, often exhausting to regenerate from. Powerful doses of ki can even burn a vampire even if it's not supposed to be an attack.

Sunlight

UV radiation burns and melts a vampire into nothing but steam and dust. Extensive proper protection is required if a vampire such as vlad needs to be out in daylight: Many avoid the risk altogether by staying dormant. Powerful sunscreen can slow the process to mild burnings initially.
Vlad's cape, cowl, and sunhat are often well enough to travel out in the day: But he still has to be careful not to expose himself in the sun for any extensive activity.

The heart

As long as the heart is in tact, Vlad can regenerate. Severe destruction can take a while to regenerate fully, decapitation causes knockouts until it is regenerated.

Divine

Divine energy, holy objects, blessed water, and other such holy factors are all toxic to an undead fiend. Contact with holy water or otherwise divine material can cause a vampire to burn and melt. Holy objects like a cross may not cause immediate effects, but can drive a vampire off even if only being near a vampire.

Wooden Stakes

Contrary to popular belief a mere wooden stake doesn't do much. The stake must be made from white oak, a tree that has an unnatural amount of potent ki even when chopped to simple materials. White oak in general has an adverse affect to vampires. This aversion inhibits their regeneration, similar to ki attacks, when struck by weapons made from white oak. Impalement by a white oak stake can be difficult to deal with for most vampires, and of course, a stake to the heart is immediately fatal.

Stakes can also be applied to corpses suspected of turning into vampire's by striking their heart. Doing so prevents the corpse from turning into a vampire. Hawthorne's trees also have a similar effect, due to it's holy connections, it inflicts minor burns.

Garlic

Vampire's are essentially extremely allergic to garlic. The smell alone is overwhelming. Direct contact can give them mild burns.

Proper invitation

A vampire cannot enter someone's home without permission. A simple denial or ignoring of a vampire's request to enter is all is necessary to keep a vampire out of one's private home.

Mirrors

Vampire's can't see their reflection. In fact in mirrors or even reflective water they lack any reflection of their person.

Running water

Rivers, streams, and other bodies of running water act as a physical ward that prevent vampires from crossing. By instinct their bodies refuse to move past or above a river if it is in sight or uncovered. If they are forced into such waters, they're bodies essentially become petrified into a stasis-like state; and will remain so unless if they are removed from the running currents. This does not apply to any form of moving water, such as rain drops or a shower. Large bodies of water with currents such as a huge lake or ocean do not necessarily apply either, though powerful currents can produce a similar effect if exposed to.

OTHER

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What else?

Vampire's curse

Those that have been drained of blood completely by a vampire will have their empty veins flooded with a black-venom like substance. This is essentially the vampire curse. After dying, the venom is soaked into the dead corpse of the victim, and will revive them as an undead vampire. This curse only applies to humans. The venom while transferred still even if they aren't completely sucked dry, is usually destroyed by white blood cells naturally.

Vampires can also raise the dead as undead thralls. These are more or less like personal zombie servants, also known as ghouls. Ghouls are raised by vampires by removing the venom before it is fully absorbed into the corpse; preventing them from becoming vampires but still becoming raised as undead. Like a vampire they have supernatural strength, but lack some of the weaknesses such as sunlight or stakes. They are still undead and can't cross running water or deal with holy objects. They can't regenerate, but don't experience pain as they are essentially a sapient corpse. Ghouls do not need to feed, and are usually held as slaves by their vampiric masters. Ghouls are allowed however to obtain independence on rare occasions, usually by the death of their masters. Vampires can only control a limited amount of ghouls at a time.

The Dragon Knight

⦋ N/A || N/A || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

APPEARANCE

Fafnir is a surviving mythological being. In his original form, the dragon stands (on four legs) at 16 feet in height, 34 feet long, and a wingspan of 28 feet. The beast has two bull like horns and a third blade-like horn on the snout, as well as sharp spines that run down his back and below his jaw. Black plated scales armor his body along with the somewhat softer crimson scales of his underbelly. His eyes are crocodilian in nature, and are a piercing yellow. Black jagged teeth run the maw of the saurian-shaped head, with a forked tongue slithering within his mouth. A sail-like frill runs along his back between the sharp spines and can extend or recede in a display, tallest near the top of long snake-like neck. Long bat-like wings act as a third pair of limbs, all 3 pairs bear sharp 3-fingered claws.

In his usual, sealed form however, he is a massive 6'11" beige-skinned human with typical Aryan facial features and a muscular build. However he still retains some leaks of his inhuman nature in the form of his reptilian, glowing snake-like eyes, a pair of wings and a large, lumbering tail of black and red keeled scales and a barbed tip.

His armor is fully plated iron, from head to foot, that fully conceals him. The only parts of him not concealed are his wings and his tail. The armor has various runes carved into it to attune with his Ki, as well as his large 6'0 lance he wields as a weapon, and a massive plated shield.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Wise
Observant
Prideful
Honorable
Silent thinker
Loner
Vengeful
Not-very-Tech-Savy(As well as just being not too familiar with most products of modern culture in general.)
Stuck in the past, old way mentality.
Long fuse( but should that fuse be lit it can provoke him into a much more animalistic or feral nature.)

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Fafnir was once a great dragon of malice, fueled by a thirst for utter destruction and power. As if by instinct his feral nature laid ruin to villages and kingdoms of old. Typical of a primordial creature, his natural prowess of Ki and the magical properties of his biology were to be expected and feared amongst the mortals he terrorized. Yet one brave and mighty knight of one, now lost, kingdom had finally defeated him and ended his centuries of terror. The knight named Joseph Sigurd had not only humbled the monster in his defeat, but his code of honor and mercy towards the beast, an unusual gesture of kindness towards a monster that had previously bore no sympathy, inspired Fafnir hence fourth. The beast followed the knight's example, served the same kingdom with up most loyalty, and began to become intrigued and respectful of the martial prowess of the mortals once trained to slay him. Eventually, he abandoned his form through arcane rites, and convinced a then retired Sir Sigurd to teach him his martial power. When Sigurd inevitable fell to the mortal fate of all humans, the immortal dragon carried on his mentor's legacy. Taking his enchanted armaments, lance, armor, and shield, and even his surname, he continued to serve the kingdom and passed down his ways to the knights and soldiers of that realm, and the wandering warriors that sought his teachings. However his most proud hobby was seeking worthy opponents for the sport of combat. Whether it be a monster, a warrior, or something otherwordly; ever since his battle with Gawain Fafnir has acquired the taste of honorable combat. Always seeking the next opponent that could replicate the same feelings he felt in that original battle, never truly satisfied, but eager to continue. The teachings of Sigurd never left him, both in skill and in morality. As an eternal respect for his long deceased master, the knight retains the ideologies of the honorable and chivalrous knight his mentor once was.

But all things must come to an end. The kingdom he once served inevitably became lost to time, the ruins of its once proud structures sunken beneath water and dirt. With little purpose left, the ancient being sunk into a depression, and slumbered for the centuries to come. One day, amidst his ancient slumber, he had a dream. A dream of his master, a dream of promise. Dreams that filled the forgotten soldier with hope. He longed for that thrill of battle that was lost to him. Such motivation stirred him from his slumber, and the primordial knight rose from the dirt and sea to witness the new world. So much had changed, there was so much to learn. But more importantly, there were fighters to find, warriors to challenge. Though he may had lost his master and his kingdom, he still had one purpose left in life, and that was the thrill of battle.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

FIGHTING STYLE

With the exception of being somewhat more nimble Fafnir is not as strong, nor as in tune with his ki in this false image, however he makes up for that weakness with the vast amount of generations he spent honing a finesse with weaponry. His primary tactics use a mixture of Ki power and his trusty lance, one that served him throughout generations.
In unarmed combat he lacks the finesse he wields with his lance, and thus his kicks and punches, though powerful, are slow and crude. Such attacks lack the proper speed or efficiency those more experienced with hand-to-hand combat possess. His 'style' in which case usually involves excessive use of using his weight and size to body slam, elbow, or grapple enemies with his crushing strength and weight. He also utilizes his tail to whip or even stab at his foes as a spear if he feels such strategies are warranted.

He is no stranger to pain and is more then willing to take injuries so long as it means he can strike back. While winning is fine, he is more focused on the thrill of the battle itself and chooses to prolong the fight if possible. While mercy isn't strictly enforced in his honor code, he has no qualms offering that same kindness he was dealt when defeated by Joseph.

Fafnir in his humanoid form takes the time to stay mostly defensive and study his opponents carefully, using what energy is necessary to protect himself and keeping the flow of battle steady so that he can conserve the rest for when he feels the opportune moment to unleash it. He often plays to what his opponent offers, even if his foe is weaker then Fafnir, Fafnir rarely goes anything beyond his foe's own level in that case, in the start of that fight. This is for both to take pleasure in the battle itself, but to once again, take time to study his opponent.

If he ever sheds his mortal form however, Fafnir's fighting style is a u-turn from his original style. Without any finesse or weaponry, He relies solely on ki-power and physical capabilities his form offers. Just as the Dragon-Form will often go all out at the very start of his transformation, his instincts become much more of primal fury, at some points even lacking self-control with how carried away his predatory nature takes a hold of him. For this reason he only uses his true-form as a last resort tactic, or if someone really infuriates him. In most scenarios he'd much rather lose in his mortal form then to win in his true form, unless if that fight mattered more beyond his entertainment and honor.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Fury Jab

Fafnir imbues his lance with flames and unleashes a fast, multi-thrust attack with his lance. Unless if he has the intention to kill, the thrusts will usually be aimed to impale the arms and lower torso, and/or any equipment the target may be holding. The blade is typically outlined with a trail of flames

■ Scalelord's Conquest

Fafnir Soars into the air then lands down upon his opponent with high velocity, down thrusting his lance to either impale the foe from above or to thrust it through the ground, in either scenario the landing produces an electric and pressure blast of ki around both him and the weapon

■ Burning Honor

Fafnir becomes engulfed in flames, as if the fire was an additional set of armor. Its brightness can also obscure his figure making long-range precision based attacks more likely to miss him, in addition to slowly cooking those that are too close for comfort.

■ Disarming Grasp

If unarmed, Fafnir can channel ki into his hand to create a powerful electric charge or blast of fire, which will either be used as a simple, powerful punch, or tip grip/choke hold an opponent at the right opportunity to deliver the full voltage(or heat and force if he uses flames instead.) of that energy.

■ Thunder Spear

Fafnir can imbue his lance with electric ki to deliver a devastating blow rivaling the power of a lightning bolt. Alternatively, with a steady aim, he can abandon his weapon by tossing it forward channeled heavily with ki. The thrown lance takes the form of a lightning bolt as it blasts the surface of whatever it impacts with great radiant voltage and force.

■ Rising Fire

Fafnir and slashes or raises his lance in a sweeping motion, and a wave of flames spawn from the ground and rise up at an angle facing away from him with great force and heat. Alternatively Fafnir can use this skill without his weapon by slamming his fist on the earth below him, which creates the same firey explosion directly below and around him instead.

■ Dragon's Blaze

After taking a deep breathe, Fafnir can use his ki to spew a short blast of pressurized air and flames from his mouth and wings at a range of 4 meters. The attack is more focused on knock back rather then heat or damage.

■ Constricting Catch

Utilizing his prehensile tail, Fafnir can lash it out at his foes from around or below him. In this technique, he uses his tail to grapple via wrapping around his opponent's arm, torso, or leg; Usually then resulting in him tossing that opponent aside.

SUPER MOVES

■ Tactical Swipe

Fafnir channels his ki to the lance's blade, giving it twice as much reach as well as a combination of electric and fire based ki, though the motion itself is slow the concentrated power is designed to break someone's guard and/or armor, if not a killing blow. Swinging or thrusting his charged up blade will also create a crescent shaped wave of pressurized flames and electric current, creating a projectile that is not as powerful as being hit with the melee attack itself.

■ Wrath of the Dragon

Fafnir summons an oriental dragon made entirely of fire based ki; willed to charge and either smash or engulf a target with intense flames. Though the dragon's length can extend it's only half a body, with Fafnir's body being attached to where the dragon's lower half would be. The dragon disperses shortly after its initial attack. During it's summon, Fafnir is immobile.

■ Unmasking the seal

Fafnir reveals his true form, a monstrous dragon.

Dragon form

Although Fafnir is immune to heat-related damage in both his mortal shell and true form and being fairly durable with both a tough body and tremendous natural ki, his superhuman resilience is increased further with scales (except the underbelly) that have the durability to rival steel even without his ki. In flight, the form can be quiet fast and nimble in the air despite his size and weight. Claws and maw that can crush stone and bend metal with ease, as well as a powerful tail equipped with a sharp spine at the tip to simulate a spear. The dragon can also breathe a torrential spray of fire or bolts of black lightning from his maw. However, due to Fafnir having spent most of his days now in his sealed form, the seal had grown a tight lock on his true nature. Fafnir can only transform into his original state for a brief time of 5 minutes with a few hours of cooldown time.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Worst of worlds: In most situations, Fafnir starts out slow in his sealed form, or goes all out and reckless in his dragon form. It isn't difficult to take advantage of Fafnir at either strategy.

Glutton for punishment: His bloodlust for battle and refusal to dishonor his opponents often lead him to purposely taking hits. Usually he takes advantages of these blows to counter attack, however the sport he finds in testing the strength or force of his opponent's attacks can often give him situations with damage that he could have prevented.

Prideful Vengeance: Despite his worked up tolerance, those that damage his pride can potentially tear through his wisdom and better judgement if they know what buttons to push. Insulting his honor is one sure way to enrage him. Though he is often humble, he still carries with him a sense of pride of his own power partially fueled by the innate, natural arrogance of a dragon.

Imperfect Armor: In his dragon form, the underbelly is soft and vulnerable to attack.

Cold-blooded: Fafnir does best in hot environments. Exposed to cold conditions or cryogenic based attacks can weaken his endurance.

OTHER

His armaments; Shield, Lance, and Armor, are enchanted and it will be restored after a day to his arsenal if they are damaged or destroyed. Out of combat he can summon and unsummon these equipment's at will.

Just gonna move my oldies here, might modify them particularly in the backstory around the time the ooc is up.

[Savo]

Just gonna move my oldies here, might modify them particularly in the backstory around the time the ooc is up.

@dragonmancer

Well, the only one that's really an oldie is Sigurd; Vlad is a new one, so like our velveteen rabbit, he's gonna need a bit of a review later :P

[Mixtape Ghost N]

An assassin with a poofy afro appears in front of you, muttering the last words you'd ever hear:

"... I've come to kill you."

Shayton

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⦋ 41 || Africa || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Shayton is a man of mystery that carries himself with a subdued presence. He takes small steps, speaks in a low tone, and has a massive afro that conceals his upper face (He can still see fine, too). Shayton has a small presence as well because he's approximately five-two and despite that, he is incredibly muscular from years upon years of physical training. He's at the ultimate peak of a Nomad, and that shows when he uses lightning-fast moves. Though he has one peculiarity; on his arms and legs, he has panther spots that give off the idea that he's a cat. Shayton wears a traditional black kung fu jacket with white lining and a black pants with a red band around his waist. When Shayton is out, he usually pulls his sleeves up.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Stoic (Tries to appear emotionless).
■ Focused.
■ Comically Serious.
■ Sarcastic.
■ Straight to the point.
■ Loves challenge.
■ Honorable.
■ Compassionate.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Shayton keeps his past a secret and no one knows his true name, because no one needs to know it. He uses the name Shayton because he's far too dis. However, one day an orphan somehow drifted from Africa and ended up at a Shaolin Monastery along with a bunch of other orphans. The compassionate Master Wang took them all in, and trained them - and in return, they did things around the Monastery like clean up or fix things and they all grew up to be badass nomads...

... Or they would be if this was any other kind of story.

In actuality, Master Wang and the Monastery was a front for an assassin cult, and all of the children were being trained to fulfill his goals for changing the world. They were all being taught a form of the five animal martial arts made for assassination and they were none the wiser. In time, they caught on as whoever didn't meet the master's standards was silently disposed of and their training became a lot more intense. Master Wang started to attempt to indoctrinate them with his insane logic and they fell one by one until there were only Shayton and a few others. Shayton, even as a youth, knew this kind of despotism and realized he didn't want anything to do with it. He was Master Wang's best and brightest student, a true assassin if he knew anything... and he decided to flee from that lifestyle.

One day he simply vanished, Wang was searching for him and he couldn't find him. All because of the very training that Wang gave him, Shayton could never be found. The boy traveled back to Africa but saw a very different place than what he was used to... though he pondered if the continent was different or if he was different. Either way, Shayton realized that he had no place in Africa and moved on. Eventually, he found himself in the nation of Brazil that started out as a poor beggar before he realized that there was one thing that he was good at Killing.

Shayton became a hitman that killed people for whoever paid him the most. He easily disposed of most of his targets with such speed and brutal efficiency it took them a few moments before they even realized that they were dead. However, just as an insult to his master he refused to kill his foes from the back, and would always give them an honorable death. Though, over time he stopped caring about the money and eventually just wanted to fight other Nomads. The thrill of battle was more important to him than the battle and would only take missions if they seemed like they would be fun. Because of this, Shayton became a legendary assassin across the world whose very name is feared.

However, he dashed all of that away as he fell in love with a Nomad from Brazil named Brenda Andrade whom he met in a tournament. She was put off by the assassin, but he was persistent. He vowed to put aside his assassin lifestyle and live a life as a changed man. Which was just what he did; Shayton the assassin disappeared and all the money he earned as an assassin was donated to charity. Brenda became Shayton's everything as he became a working man and they had lots of children and everything was perfect.

... But, the past has a habit of catching up to him. Master Wang wanted back his assassin, Wang had a place for him. Shayton came home one day and the unthinkable occurred; his entire family was dead and Wang had left a note for him to come back to the temple. Shayton fell to his knees... but he wanted revenge. After burying his family he went straight for the temple donning a belt that was coated in their blood.

Arriving at the temple, Shayton killed every single one of Wang's followers until he came to the master himself in their own fighting arena. He challenged Shayton, telling him that he implanted weaknesses in his style just in the event that he betrayed him. The two fought to the death, but Wang was too overconfident - far too overconfident - for his own good and didn't factor into account that Shayton may have devised some techniques of his own. Shayton kills Wang by punching him so hard in the chest that his heart flew out of his back when Shayton crushed before he burned the temple to the ground.

With nothing to live for... the legendary assassin returned and took the Nomad world by storm. He had no purpose other than to fight and the money didn't matter anymore. He donates all of his money to whoever needs it more, he just wants to fight.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Shayton's fighting style is similar to Leopard-Style Kung Fu (in fact it's a custom version of it). Regular Leopard Style empathizes speed and outsmarting the opponent... Lightning Leopard-Style is that taken to the extreme. Shayton's training and ki allow him to travel immense speeds in mere seconds and his attacks hit so fast that nobody can see him swing; they just see the result. As a result, Shayton can hit people from great distances away in the blink of an eye and overwhelm the slow with his mere speed. However, the assassin doesn't use this speed in the typical sense; instead of overwhelming opponents with a barrage of strikes Shayton always goes for deliberate strikes to sensitive areas and either retreat or go for another one.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Instantaneous Movement.

Shayton in a burst of pure speed, simply moves to the desired spot in the blink of an eye. If it wasn't for the wind, it would appear as if he teleported.

■ Fatal Blow

Shayton jams two fingers into an opponent's pressure point which should be enough to stun them for a moment to allow Shayton to begin a combo.

■ Leopard's Paw

Shayton dashes forward at lightning speeds, slashing at his opponent with his fingers in the shape of a leopard's fist. As he slashes, he leaves behind a trail of red ki in the style of claw marks. This attack will leave deep cuts in an opponent and could potentially cut through steel and he can do this in any direction.

■ Deceptive Strike

A counter move in which Shayton pretends to be hit by a melee attack before he dashes forward and retaliates with a precise strike of his own.

■ Claw of the Tiger

Shayton puts both palms together for a moment as he charges up a powerful attack that'll send the opponent flying into the nearest surface. He can also make this a dashing attack if he charges up more.

■ Shadow-Boxing

A show-off, just for fun, move that Shayton put together. He appears to throw threw attacks; a punch, a downwards swipe of his hands like a claw, and a roundhouse that'll hit the opponent like a projectile. In actuality he's going to the opponent and hitting them at lightning fast speeds and coming back. It's actually quite damaging, if flashy.

SUPER MOVES

■ True-Speed

Shayton charges up and powers himself up to a point where he gets so fast that he bypasses all bounds and laws of physics. Shayton reaches a point where everyone else is going in slow motion while he's moving at regular speeds. He can keep this going for a few minutes (his time) before he has to stop. In this state, any attacks hit so hard that they injure him, and he has to hit very carefully or else he'll break his own limbs in the process.

■ Instant Death

A simple move, he dashes past his opponent and appears on the other side of them. A few moments later, an injury appears on his opponent's body (he prefers the chest).

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Now, Shayton is a speedy champion that is a master assassin, but his style wasn't built around up front fights. Shayton's style was built to quickly go in and kill the opponent and withdraw to try again. He doesn't do too good at up close fist to fist brawls, especially against opponents who have the reflexes and speed to match him. In addition, Shayton doesn't have any tools or options against an airborne opponent, even if they're jumping; his speed doesn't work too good in the air so he doesn't even try it. Finally, Shayton is so averse to hitting an opponent from behind that he has mentally conditioned himself so the act is near impossible. Even if its a robotic opponent, he'll always hit them from the front, even if it's stupid to do so.

OTHER

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[KremeSupreme]

Here's another one of my characters, in a way that they are almost nothing like what they previously were.

Ivory

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⦋ 21 || American || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Ivory is a long silver-gray haired young woman with amber colored eyes. She's on the tall and lean side, standing at almost 6"1' and weighing 165 lbs. She doesn't have too much muscle mass on her arms, her body appearing more lithe and swift than physically powerful. She's small-framed, compared to other Nomads, even the lighter-set ones. This is largely thanks to her squandering physical power training in favor of practicing dexterity and wits.
Her usual clothing consists of a short-dress with rolled up sleeves, and thigh-highs. She wraps her hair into two strands in front, and a ponytail in the back. She also covers her hands with short black gloves. She also carries a multitude of lesser gadgets and devices on her person, courtesy of Horizon Frontiers. These include a contact lens that can record and transmit video, a grappling hook hidden in her right glove, and a utility belt hidden underneath her dress around her waist.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Observant
■ Focused
■ Disciplined
■ Determined
■ Pragmatic
■ Inferiority-Complex

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Horizon Frontiers is a scientific foundation focused on biology and cybernetics, one of the largest in the world. On the surface they're a philanthropic organization, distributing free healthcare and cybernetics to disadvantaged people across the world, with facilities in practically every major country across the world.
Yet beneath the surface, they carry a much more sinister agenda. Their purpose for studying human condition and genetics, as well as producing cybernetics, is for the purpose of creating the ultimate lifeform, a project they've been aspiring for in the shadows ever since they were founded. The Nomad Society is the obvious focal point of Horizon's research, being paragons amongst humanity capable of tapping into their raw life energy. Yet only so much data can be gathered from an outside perspective, kidnapping and experimenting on them without being able to witness their true capacity. In order to gather true data on Nomads, Horizon needed some of their own.
And so Ivory, originally just the daughter of a high-ranking member of Horizon Frontiers, was thrown into the limelight. Testing showed she had a high potential for Ki, making her an ideal subject. Since the age of 12 the young girl has been raised to become a Nomad, going through relentless training at a young age. Yet while her potential for Ki was great, her physical strength was not. She overcame obstacles given to her with wit and fast-thinking, making her much more of a Pragmatic Fighter than a rank-and-file Nomad. Yet rather than discourage this behavior, Horizon Frontiers encouraged it, equipping her with deadly gadgets for her to use.
By the time she was Ready, Ivory became a bogeyman in Nomad society. Low-ranking, aspiring Nomads would go missing overnight, the only rumor of her existence being a gray-haired woman who escaped every time.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE -- CRESCENT IMP

While Ivory was gifted with an innate potential for Ki, she forgoes her expression of it in blatant, over-the-top feats of strength, instead concentrating on her own wit and alacrity. This makes her exceptionally lithe in battle, and gives her a degree of reflex and control while she turns duels into battles of attrition while she observes her opponent’s combat style and works to both wear them down and adapt to their patterns.
In most battles, Ivory does not fight to win. Even if she were to win, she’d likely inflict harm on herself in the process. Lacking the same overwhelming willpower to succeed that most other Nomads do, she instead concentrates her energy on instead observing the opponent and gathering data, which is recorded on a specially made contact lens.
To compensate her own lack of power, she carries around a handful of gadgets with her, that provide her a degree of ranged control while allowing her to stall and keep her opponents at bay.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Smoke Pellets

Ivory carries with her a string of smoke pellets, which she can use to create confusion and concealment from her opponent.

■ Fan Blade

Ivory usually fights with a fan, which may look harmless but is actually made out of a super-light, razor-sharp material, making it a deadly weapon. She can also throw it like a sharpened boomerang, and is also magnetized to return to her hand. Just in case, she always carries a spare.

■ Anticipation

Using her acute reflexes and analysis, Ivory predicts her opponent’s next attack, giving her an advantage at avoiding it. The more she’s seen.a move be used, the more effectively she can evade it.

■ Hot Iron Strike

Similar to Anticipation, yet rather than disengage or avoid the enemy, she counters their attack, dodging it and then immediately following up with a precise strike while they expose themselves. However this is much harder to pull off than simply evading it.

■ Echo Flashbang

A powerful flashbang device, capable of disorienting an elephant. Those exposed to it find themselves in similar waters, being temporarily stunned. Yet given how powerful it is, Ivory must take care using it, to avoid accidentally hurting herself too.

■ Grappling Hook

A long wire Ivory can shoot from a device in her wrist, letting her cross a long distance quickly. Useful for escaping combat or reaching a vantage point.

■ Grenade

Ivory pops a specialized grenade and chucks it at the opponent, dealing large amounts of damage to them from a distance.

■ Tranquilizer Dart

Ivory shoots a sleep dart at the opponent. While its unlikely to actually knock an opponent out cold, it still mugs them down and reduces their energy.

SUPER MOVES

■ Disengage

Using her analytical skills and alacrity, Ivory immediately attempts to disengage the conflict, creating an escape plan on the spot and following through on it.

■ Spider Pitfall

Ivory sets down a trap, which takes several moments to arm. Once activated, it will immediately lunge at anyone who enters 10 feet of it, unfolding and disassembling to wrap them in an electrified net. The net is extremely hard for a normal person to break out of, but can only incapacitate a Nomad for several seconds. While not particularly destructive, it’s more than capable of ending a fight.

■ Explosive Pellets

Ivory carries a full bag of explosive pellets, which will explode on contact when thrown at an opponent. While just one is a minor annoyance, hurling a dozen at once can be chaotic and disorienting.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

The most glaring weakness of Ivory is her own inability to fight head-on. She prefers to distance herself and draw battles out, until she can understand her opponent enough to almost methodically defeat them. Even if she can’t win the battle this way, retreat is always an option. For these reasons, Ivory just can’t seem to compete against opponents when barriers of distance are removed, or any exits are not an option.
Yet despite her fight, learn, win tactic. Ivory has a deep-rooted inferiority complex. She only has so much dignity and patience for repeated losses before she becomes irritated and deterministic. Regardless of being a person who chooses wits and focus to win a fight, she will become more reckless and deterministic against foes should she be forced into retreating or defeat one too many times.

OTHER

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What else?

[Mixtape Ghost N]

"I will have what I came for, even if I have to rip it out of your body."

01

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⦋ 1 || N/A || Uses male pronouns ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Oh-One is definitely a non-human being, and despite his human shape that is easily told. The mechanical being is seven-feet tall and is coated from head to toe in metal. His body is coated in a variety of different lights and segments. A majority of Oh-One's body is made out of a silver metal but a large chunk of its body is painted black. However, Oh-Two has various wires coming from his body. The machine usually dons a cloak or long coat and hat in order to move from one area to another stealhily.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Emotionless/Cold.
■ Desires to feel human emotion.
■ Pragmatic.
■ Supremely Arrogant/Egotistical.
■ Feels himself to be superior to all humans.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

It all starts with Gérard Delacroix, genius scientist who seeked to create a line of machines superior to Nomads all merely to stroke his own ego. And that was what the man did, creating a line of machines known as the One-Hundred series... and his first creation was Oh-One. A being whom he deemed a prototype and a failure that was delegated to an assistant AI. However, Gerard drastically underestimated Oh-One... whom observed the man's progress and tried to upgrade himself using the man's notes seeking to evolve himself to be the most perfect thing on the planet. Oh-One was sealed within a secret lab within a mountain in Germany, with Gerard thinking that the AI would be perfectly fine. However, the mountain had a robot factory and the AI took control of it. He used it to first and foremost build a body for himself, and then he sent out wave after wave of machines to terrorize a town to lure Nomads to the mountain.

It was only a matter of time until Oh-One tricked one of the Nomads into releasing his bonds and allowing him to take control of his body. He was going to prove Gerard that he was wrong in assuming that he was a failed protype and he would achieve perfection. The first thing Oh-One did was kill the Nomad that freed him, and then he went straight to Gerard. Gerard had already known that Oh-One had escaped, and in a desperate bid he sent away all of Oh-One's robotic siblings in a bid to keep them safe. Oh-One killed Gerard, and went after every single one of the hundreds; tearing their robotic bodies to shreds and then absorbing their AIs.

Oh-One was going to achieve the one thing that he desired the most... Human emotion. In his eyes, that was perfection to him, and he would continue to hunt down the others until he has what he came for.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Oh-One has designed his body in order to function in a variety of different situations, and . Oh-One has downloaded countless information on various fighting styles and he himself has achieved a blend of various fighting styles to create the "perfect" fighting style. Oh-One ultilizes brutal strikes to sensitive areas in order to kill them quickly and effectively. He also uses a variety of different weapons such as hand blasts and laser swords in order to accomplish this goal.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Scan-Mode

Oh-One takes a moment to scan his opponent to learn their power level and any information he can find on the internet of them. He also learns their weakpoints so he can do more damage for a short period of time.

■ Hi-Boost

Oh-One quickly dashes in a desired direction and can do this multiple times in a row in order to dodge attacks.

■ Boost-Charge

Oh-One takes a moment to charge up, before he puts his shoulder out and attempts to ram the opponent doing mulitple hits.

■ Perfect-Blast

Oh-One sticks his hand out and fires a burning hot beam of energy that sears the air. He can charge up his blasts for a few moments in order to do more damage.

■ Ninebreaker

Oh-One fires a quick beam at his feet with enough power to create a mini-explosion; this explosion will launch an opponent up into the air. Again, he can charge this to create a larger explosion.

■ Moonlight Blades

Oh-One projects a large crimson laser blade from his wrist and uses it to bifurcate opponents.

■ Shield-Breaker

A grapple move where Oh-One grabs an opponent by the face, he charges up a powerful laser and then shoots them across the room directly in the face.

■ Primal-Armor

Oh-One takes a few moments to create a shield around himself which will reduce all damage coming towards him for a short period of time. It also makes it hard to interrupt his attacks.

■ Beat-Sabler

Oh-One activates his boosters and his blades as he charges the opponent performing a wide-arced slash either upwards or downwards.

SUPER MOVES

■ Overed-Beam

Oh-One breaks his limits as he puts his generator output onto dangerous levels. He puts both hands together as he charges up an absolutely monstrous beam of energy and fires it. This causes major structural integretity problems and weakens him for a while.

■ Overed-Moonlight

Oh-One summons a weapon module that he keeps hidden in Germany. The weapon conveniently flies towards him at supersonic speeds and approachs him. It takes the appearance of an enormous backpack that attaches itself to Oh-One's back, ripping off his arm as it replaces it with a massive laser blade. He can only use this for a few moments before he has to drop it.

■ Assault Armor

Oh-One charges up his shield and overloads it, creating a powerful, albeit short ranged, explosion that's sure to damage anyone nearby.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Oh-One suffers from rather poor mobility and speed - sure he has access to the Hi-Boost but it's a rather short ranged dash. In addition, he's a very large target so that's not a great mix. Oh-One is fairly versatile, but his style his no specific strengths. Much of what Oh-One has can be done better by other nomads. Finaglly, all of One-One's supers damage him in one way or another and are powerful, but otherwise high risk high reward.

OTHER

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[KremeSupreme]

Rod Lightning

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⦋ 28 || American || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Rod has black hair that he always slicks down. He stands at 5"0'. His brown eyes are covered by a pair of sunglasses, that he almost never leaves home without. He typically wears a white suit with gold accessories and a pair of purple pointed shoes, as well as black fingerless gloves that act to make his Ki expressions more precise, by narrowing the point it can leave his hands to just his fingertips. As if his outfit weren't flashy enough, he also wears a fur coat and carries a metal cane, that also acts as a brilliant conductor for his Ki.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Entitled
■ Cocky
■ Sharp-witted
■ Narcissist
■ Arrogant

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Rodney Lyte was born as a kid in the mean streets of Chicago. His mom died shortly after his birth, leaving his Dad to work long days as a programmer. With no parents to watch over him, young Rodney had nobody to protect him. Ever since he was 14, he’s been forced to fight in the streets to survive as a member of a gang.

By the age of 16, his gang fought in a rivals, in which all of his gang members were killed. He, too, would’ve been, if it weren’t for a Nomad to happen by and save his life. Introducing himself as Yi-Wun, he then began to regularly train Rodney in order to protect himself. Four years later, Rod became one of the biggest Nomads on the streets.

Yet the power Rod soon came to master went straight to his head. He was approached with the offers to become a celebrity amongst Nomad culture, fighting every other Nomad in the state and soon the country. But along the way, his old master, Yi-Wun, approached the youth, telling him that he used the power he was taught for his own personal gain. After denying his ex-master’s wisdom, he defeated him in single combat, cementing his devolution from hard-time street kid to an egotistical jackass.

Soon, Rod stretched his competition to the entire globe, fighting Nomads across the world and making his name even bigger, raking in more money, power, and fame than he ever thought was possible.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE - Raptor Assault

Rod is fast, deadly, and creative on the battlefield. His lightning allows him for several solutions to a problem, and grants him both a high mobility and a method of attacking the opponent at a range. He is the best mix of both a Rushdown and Zone fighter.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Lightning Skate

Rod charges up the lightning on the bottom of his shoes. Once he finishes, he skates along the ground towards the opponent. It deals very little damage, but can be very useful for moving towards the opponent in a timely fashion.

■ Blink

By overcharging his body's ki, Rod increases his speed by an overwhelming amount for a little more than an instant. This allows him to move as if he were teleporting a few feet.

■ Electric Club

Rod overcharges his cane with lightning, making an overhead attack with it. It if makes contact with the opponent, it will briefly electrocute them for a few moments, or until they receive their first hit.

■ Finger Gun!

Rod charges all of the Ki into his fingertips, then expels it through a bolt-shaped projectile. Can be used up to three times.

■ Thunder Wave

Rod charges his cane with lightning, then taps it along the ground, sending a small wave of lightning to roll along the ground towards the opponent.

■ Lightning Kick

Rod charges his leg with Lightning, then thrusts it towards the opponent. If it hits them, it will stun them momentarily.

■ Electroball

Rod cups his hand full of Ki, creating a sphere of lightning. He can then hurl it a medium distance away, where it will then hover in mid air. If Rod wills it, he can cause it to burst, dealing damage to the opponent and stunning them. He can use up to three, but they each only last 5 seconds before fizzling out.

■ Magnetise

Rod shoots his opponent with harmless lightning while charging his own body's ki. This pulls both characters closer together.

SUPER MOVES

■ HeartBreaker

Rod charges his entire hand with ki, and then lunges forward a short distance. If he catches the opponent, he overloads their body with his own ki, dealing large damage and momentarily paralyzing them.
However the feedback of the attack is so intense, it momentarily exhausts Rod.

■ Thunder Lance

Rod completely infuses his staff with his ki, then hurls it at the opponent like a spear. it's a fast traveling attack that deals heavy damage, though it has a relatively small size.

■ Dirty Cheater

Rod whips out a phone, calling one of his roadies to drive a car straight into the ring, running over the opponent. A few seconds later, just as they try to get back up, they reverse, crushing them underneath again. Just when they think it’s over, Rod throws the phone over his shoulder, hitting them in the head.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Rod has little defensive maneuvers, leaving him exposed in actual close combat. He also has a strong tendency to overestimate himself or make fatal mistakes due to his own arrogance and stupidity.

OTHER

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What else?

[Kamen Evie]

WAVE 2

Hider

Our returning hero is here with a few tweaks, now accompanied by the debut of her little sister!

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Jill Breicen

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⦋ 26 || American || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

In keeping with a stereotype she really had no need of following, Jill looks more like some sort of anime cowgirl than any normal person from her region, complete with big high boots, stetson hat, and a leather… jacket. Long blonde hair goes down past her shoulders and frames some nice blue eyes, a pretty nose, and (on a good day) a smile that could take on the world. She wears a red bandanna around her neck, and she wears a white tank top under her jacket that shows both her toned arms and a bit of cleavage from her respectable chest, though she’s fine with swapping it out for a long-sleeved white t-shirt if the weather inclines her to. She wears form-fitting jeans that show off her similarly toned legs. She speaks with a notable Southern accent, and she carries a black guitar case on her back, containing both a pristine acoustic guitar and the Blaze Driver belt she uses to transform.

Her transformed state itself is something that seems to have leapt straight out of a tokusatsu show (which in a way, it did), covered in deep blues, whites, and white-blues. The helmet bears resemblance to a motorcycle helmet, with a prominent metal chin guard. An ethereal blueish-white scarf trails behind her, resting on deep blue shoulder pads. The outfit is capped off by striking white gauntlets and knee-high boots.

She’s accompanied by a small floating drone designated P1T-5T0P (nicknamed Pit Stop), that fits into her bike and serves as her cameraman, as well as a repair crew during combat when she’s too occupied to do so herself.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

-Hot-blooded
-Thrill-seeker
-Jovial
-Strong sense of justice balanced by a hint of pragmatism
-Appreciates etiquette
-Totally not a huge nerd.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

A little over 100 years ago, in the aftermath of the first World War, there was a man by the name of Ryuji Raiden (or at least, that’s what he said it was). Showing up with a bolt of lightning, he would leap off of his motorcycle and dispatch evil (particularly other ki users) with furious fists of flame and fascinating gadgets. A pretty eccentric guy, but with enough charisma to become quite the topic of interest as he spread justice across the nation. His exploits only grew in number and notoriety, culminating in an incident in the aftermath of World War 2 where he allegedly fought against a kaiju, though whether or how much of that actually happened and how much credit he deserved for it remains unclear. As he participated in operations around the world, he eventually reached celebrity status, turning to decadence, with a radio drama being made based on his journeys.

Things eventually began to slow down, though. The guy was getting old, and between the money he was making from the entertainment industry and the various grants he was getting for some of his gadgets meant it was time for him to finally settle down and spend time with his family, training his son in his martial arts as well as checking in to see how the new official “Lightning Rider” television show was doing every once in awhile. In his final days, he had a secret to share.

Ryuji Raiden had slept around. Like, a lot. More than any defender of justice should have, though really everyone should have seen it coming. If he’d been to a country on a mission, chances were there was at least one sweetheart there, and if there was a sweetheart, there was a decent chance that there was an illegitimate child, too. He had decided to split his fortune equally across his descendants before he passed, and they eventually convened to discuss what to do with all that money.

After lengthy debate, they decided to establish the hero organization “SHINING”, dedicated to funding good old-fashioned superheroism in Japan, America, and later, most of Europe. They also continued their father’s legacy by forming a team of heroes known as the Justice Riders, using vehicles and special transformations to uphold justice across the world. The merchandise and TV show changed to match, the “Justice Riders” show in particular being popular worldwide despite a low budget. They did well at keeping the peace, becoming a world-renowned force of Nomads prized for their ability to get especially visible results.

Jill Breicen is one of those descendants, and she grew up with her younger sister dreaming of living up to the greatness of her family history. Now, she carries on their legacy as a new Justice Rider, blazing a trail of justice across the land… All while gathering footage for the show, of course.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

In addition to respectable strength, durability, senses and reflexes, Jill is well-trained in her family’s very own Justice Rider style, passed down and refined through generations of laying triumphant beatdowns to dastardly villains. Getting up close and personal and using heavy punches, kicks, and grapples, every move is imbued with stylistic flair that would make any of them look great on a poster (and apparently do, according to product sales numbers). Her ki talents mostly involve creating “hard light” barriers and projections that she uses to defend herself from attacks and create platforms, but its true potential is squandered on its own.

Enter her own personal Trailblazer style and her incarnation of the family’s signature motorcycle; Cloud Nine. Weighing in at 621 pounds and boasting an extremely powerful three-way hybrid engine that can run on gasoline, electricity, and ki, this absolute monster of a vehicle requires a special kind of insanity to even drive, let alone use in combat. The Trailblazer style revolves around this, using the machine’s ample supplies of mass and velocity to charge forwards and demolish whatever happens to be in her path at the moment, whether that be through elaborate powerslides, jumps, and wheelies, or simply charging towards an opponent at high speeds, using both her ki talents and the bike’s bulk to shrug off attacks and ram them off the road. The Starbolt is used in conjunction with the Blaze Suit’s increased strength to both grab opponents, and to attach the end to the bike itself and fling it around like an oversized morning star. She can use her ki powers to create ramps and platforms to bring the bike into the air or even across walls. Very unrefined as a martial art, but nothing to scoff at when every attack almost literally hits like a truck.

Both styles are further reinforced by the EX-ACT system. Both the bike and suit run in part off of the user’s ki, which can be stored in up to three EX-Cells and three EX-Seeds connected to the Blaze Driver, and these are each tied to fire and electricity, respectively. Cells can be expended to bring some fabulous flames to Cloud Nine’s attacks, and Seeds can be used to shock and stun opponents on foot.

The handlebars of her bike can each be charged with ki to form a weapon. The left handlebar turns into a sword known as the Blaze Slicer, while the right handlebar forms the Starbolt Whip.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Come on, Cloud Nine!/Pit Stop!]
Any Stance

Jill either summons Cloud Nine onto the stage or somersaults off of it and sends it away. While it's gone, P1T-5T0P controls the bike while repairing whatever damage it may have incurred. While she’s on it, the drone patches up any damage to her own equipment.

■ [EX-Charge]
Any Stance

Jill revs her bike to fill an EX-Cell, or turns the key in her belt to charge an EX-Seed.

■ [Trailblaze!]
Any Stance
Trailblaze EX: Trailblazer Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell or 1 Ex-Seed

Jill uses her ki to create a hard light object, be that a ramp, a platform, or tracks for Cloud Nine to stick onto, that fades after a few seconds. Trailblaze EX creates a flaming or electrified wall of light emanating from behind her bike that can be used to control space in the playing field for a while… provided that she doesn’t run into it herself.

■ [Burning Blue Kick!]
Any Stance
Burning Blue Kick EX: Any Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell or 1 EX-Seed
Dragon Bolt Kick: Any Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell and 1 EX-Seed

A variation of the iconic and powerful leaping kick, Jill leaps into the air from either the ground or her bike and sails downwards towards her opponent with a foot outstretched, rebounding off of them if it hits and landing back on the bike if it was initiated from the Trailblazer style. The move can be strengthened with either EX-cells or EX-seeds to provide a little bit of extra oomph with fire or electricity, respectively. If both are used at the same time, the move becomes Dragon Bolt Kick, a spinning dive kick surrounded by a maelstrom of fire and lightning. Things defeated by this move have been known to inexplicably explode afterwards.

■ [Justice Break]
Trailblazer Stance
Justice Break EX: Trailblazer Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell

Cloud Nine’s engine roars as Jill drives straight towards her opponent, using her ki to form a giant plow that gives her a few hits of super armor while she charges at them. The EX version of the attack is far faster, crossing the stage almost instantly.

■ [Cloud PLASMA]
Trailblazer Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell and/or EX-Seed

Jill stops and transforms Cloud Nine into an obnoxiously large cannon that rests on her shoulder. It can either shoot a large fireball or a giant burst of electricity using their respective containers. Both can be used at once to create an even more damaging plasma shot that busts through projectile shields and countermeasures. All shots are very fast, hit hard, and fire faster than most other projectiles, but drawn back by the ammo count and time taken transforming the bike.

■ [Power Slide!]
Trailblazer Stance
Power Slide EX: Trailblazer Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell

Jill charges towards her opponent as if using Justice Crash before faking out at the last moment by leaning heavily to one side, turning and sweeping at the opponent’s legs with the back wheels before speeding back to her previous position. Power Slide EX engages the vehicle’s thrusters, coating the opponent in flames.

■ [Burnout Twist!]
Trailblazer Stance, requires 1-3 EX-Cells

Jill spins the bike in a circle, flames spraying around her as she moves forwards. It doesn’t come out as fast as many of her other moves or do as much damage initially, but she can repeat this move once or twice more depending on how many EX-Cells she has stored. As she needs to focus on righting her course after the initial spins, she’s left open if she misses.

■ [EX-Flare]
Trailblazer Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell or 1 EX-Seed

Jill draws a weapon from her bike, but coats it in flames or electricity.

■ [Vanquish Buster!]
Ground Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell or 1 EX-Seed

Jill grabs her enemy, taking them into the air before turning them upside down as they fall, smashing them into the ground head-first.

■ [Jetstream Slam!]
Ground Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell or 1 EX-Seed

Jill dashes towards the enemy at high speeds with a hand outstretched, grabbing them by the face and slamming them into the ground.

■ [Rolling Thunder!]
Ground Stance
Rolling Thunder EX: Burning Bolt Stance, requires 1 EX-Cell or 1 EX-Seed

Jill rears back for a moment before throwing all her might into a punch that will send most foes sprawling. Being heavily telegraphed and without much range, it only becomes truly useful when the EX effects are applied, coating her body in flames or electricity that punish any incoming melee attacks while she charges up an elemental punch.

SUPER MOVES

■ [EX-MAX: Cloud Nine’s True Fury!]
Trailblazer Stance, requires all 3 EX-Cells and all 3 EX-Seeds

[Nine Breaker and its predecessors were intended to combine with similar vehicles from heroes across Jill’s family tree to form a giant mecha for when shit really hits the fan. Though that hasn’t happened for decades, Jill won’t let this go to waste: Charging forwards, she dismounts Cloud Nine as it turns into a giant fist that connects to Jill by sprouting various cords as engines are sent into overdrive, scorching anything behind her in a sea of flame. A sonic boom is created followed by a sickening crunch as she hits the target with a blow meant to take down a kaiju. Though it’s an absolutely devastating attack, the function was obviously never intended to be used on its own this way, and Cloud Nine will need a minute for repairs at the very least before it can be called upon once more. Really not something she uses too often.

■ [Henshin Burnout]
Any Stance

Jill strikes a pose and allows Pit Stop to transform and attach itself to her as armor, transforming into Blaze Burnout. In this form, in addition to a small offensive and defensive buff, she gains access to a fourth EX-Seed and Cell through integrating Pit Stop with the rest of the system as well as a switch on her arm that allows her to enter a state known as Full Throttle, which charges the EX system automatically at a rapid pace that allows her to keep up a more consistent offensive with her charged attacks. Full throttle can only be held up to a minute, however. If kept up any longer, she’ll burn out, losing her stored EX charges and locking out Full Throttle, setting her back to her usual methods of charging for half a minute. Since Pit Stop is busy with the transformation, he can’t be used to repair the bike or control it remotely.

■ [Cho-Henshin! Blaze EXtreme: Adolescent EXon]
Trailblazer Stance

Jill kicks both the EX system, Pit Stop, and the bike past their limits. Their forms seem to lose their definition until they fuse into one entity, not quite man or machine. An entity known as an EXon. Eight feet tall, coated in extremely tough armor plating, and with an engine running so strong that it distorts time and gravity, the way EXtreme moves becomes extremely erratic; normally moving at a snail’s pace, unable to even jump and taking slow and uneasy steps as she struggles against her own intensified gravity, but moves extremely quickly when attacking, distorting time to create sudden bursts of strength and speed too fast for the mind to process, with a body constantly coated in electricity and extreme heat that brings with it the power of an electrified firestorm. Due to her armor and sheer weight, she becomes almost impossible to knock down in this state. She loses access to her bike attacks, but her remaining moves change in the process:

Hider

Trailblaze

With a wheel on her left arm, Jill can simply move it to create a an electrified, flaming barrier that blocks attacks to her head or body, doing minor damage from those elements if struck in melee. With her general loss in agility, it can’t be used to block low attacks. The trail breaks more easily than Trailblaze in her normal state, but is guaranteed to block at least one hit before breaking.

Rolling Thunder:

Comes out far faster (though not as fast as her normals in this form) and stronger, sending opponents flying. Powerful enough to send an additional, blockable wave of air forwards after the attack that does little damage, but still strong enough to knock a foe off balance. Useful to move in a bit closer while the opponent is staggering.

Burning Blue Kick

Being constantly pulled towards the earth, she can’t jump high enough to get nearly as much distance out of this move, tensing for a third of a second to do a glorified dropkick and only travelling a couple meters before hitting the ground and rising from her knees. Par for the course, its power and speed are increased to match, making it look like she simply warped a short distance to the casual observer, but sends any opponent caught flying. Does less damage than Rolling Thunder, and if it misses she’ll spend spend a couple seconds rising to her feet.

Vanquish Buster

Jill instantly grabs her opponent and swings backwards, throwing them behind her hard enough to create an indent in the earth.

Jetstream Slam

The initial dash is no longer performed: Jill has to be right next to her opponent to pull it off. Her hand shoots out at astronomical speeds and simply lifts the opponent up and slams them into the ground in front of her, leaving a crater. She spends a few seconds getting back off her knees afterwards.

As EXtreme kicks Jill’s key output far beyond safe and normal levels, the EX system is considered fully charged for the duration of the transformation.

Though the bike essentially gives her a second healthbar of “armor” in this form, the stress that the transformation places on her mind and body is enough to constantly drain her own vitality regardless of whether the armor is broken through. At most, she can sustain it for up to 99 seconds. After this time limit, or if she decides to cancel the transformation, the three defuse and Jill is left unable to stand and struggling to stay conscious. Though EXtreme has yet to develop and metamorphose into a more refined entity, its drawbacks mean that it is rarely ever used outside of emergencies.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Jill can deliver some righteous beatdowns, but she needs breathing room to pull it off. EX Attacks can be devastating, but if an attack doesn’t require EX-ACT to function, it’s likely to require it to get the most out of the move or even for it to be useful in the first place. Persistent opponents that can prevent her from charging will practically cripple her. Despite having many attacks that work at range, she can’t take advantage of the safety that range gives her: She’s all about charging in and using that momentum to keep the attacks coming.

In addition, while she’s a master at her own method of combat, she never bothered to learn much of the Justice Rider style. If she’s kept away from her bike, she won’t be nearly as effective.

While the Trailblazer style is a recent, largely unknown creation, the Burning Bolt style has been televised often enough to be known to fans across the world. It doesn’t take much research to know what moves she’ll be using ahead of time.

Being quite the thrill-seeker, Jill will tend towards the more dramatic and flashy option whenever she can justify indulging herself, even if there’s a less risky option available.

OTHER

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Most of Jill’s equipment is of her own design, including Pit Stop.

Jasmine Breicen

Jasmine Breicen

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⦋ 20 || American || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Standing at 5 feet and six inches, Jasmine looks cute, but rather unassuming for a Nomad, clad in jeans and a gray hoodie with a Justice Rider T-shirt underneath. A head full of raven black hair and blue eyes framed by large spectacles sticks out from between her shoulders, and she usually carries a large leatherbound book around with her. A plump, mysterious black bat can always be seen somewhere nearby, with a grin and cackle that suggest that it maybe isn’t quite a bat.

In combat, she transforms into something between a witch and a magical girl, with a jet black dress, thigh highs, and classic conical hat highlighted by a pink visor and staff with a glowing heart at the tip.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Jasmine is...
Upbeat
Sarcastic
Dependant
Isn’t taking this too seriously
Clearly spends too much time on the internet
A little shy
But still loves positive attention

While Beelzebub is...
Gluttonous
Jolly
Unfazed
And loves to laugh

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

So picture this, right? You’re this powerful demon of gluttony…

What? Yeah, I know, it’s pretty tough to imagine. Being as great as I am and all. But just try and stick with me, kid.

Anyways, this demon, he’s raked up quite a haul over the course of eternity. Gold, souls, booze, cute succubus secretaries, you name it. It’s kinda like the world’s coolest siesta. Except way longer. So this demon doesn’t really give too much of a damn about too much at the time. So when this witch comes knocking offering up her and every firstborn daughter in her family's’ souls for access to his awesome magical power, who is he to say no? It’s a great investment when all you have to do is spend some time up in the mortal realm.

So centuries go by. It’s all kinda the same schtick. Merge some of your power with a witch, go on wacky adventures, take her soul when she dies, bond with her kid right after they're born, it all goes on. Then this new kid comes along, this Jaine chick, and she decides she’s going to become a lawyer. Which is fine, until she decides to take another look at that dusty old contract.

Now, the thing about demon legalese is that it’s a bit tough even for some of us demons to wrap our heads around. Or maybe I’m just a bit slow. Apparently I’m not any good at writing the damned things, because apparently there’s tons of holes in the wording. And not the good ol’ demon classic “you shoulda read the fine print” kind.

So one crazy court session too (because I guess those exist now), and this little deal ain’t lookin so one-sided anymore. Everything’s crazy. Now it’s the second-born child. Now you can’t have their souls, just a fraction of their ki. Now you need to give the kid their own little wish if they wanna join in on this whole faustian pact business. Talk about a rotten turn of events, I tell ya.

And this new kid I’m working with, Jasmine? She’s really something else, I tell ya. Jaine had two kids, but I didn’t even know her second-born was a daughter until her nineteenth birthday. Taking that long to come out, it really messes with the whole routine, you know? All she wanted out of me was a new body, though, which is way easier than anything I was expecting to have to do. She’s so grateful about it, too, almost makes me feel bad. Her dad's side of the family is trying to spin her as one of those magical girl things, too. They're making those Japanese cartoon things and everything. Guess you can't walk five steps these days without someone trying to make a profit off ya.

But there’s something big going down in the world of mortals, and she’s gonna help me get something really nice to eat out of it.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

While she can use her staff in a pinch, Jasmine never learned how to fight hand to hand. Instead, she uses the dark arts, relying on the raw power gained through her pact with Beelzebub to come out on top.

Her magic is nothing complex, mostly consisting of a library of simple elemental spells, but it's extremely powerful. Her true specialty lies in aerial combat: In the air, her spells have a drastically reduced prep time at the cost of being only slightly weaker, and they're supplemented by a variety of aerial movement techniques to zip around the arena. However, she can only use an aerial spell once before she hits the ground.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Hell's Grimoire

Jasmine opens her tome and reads a short passage of info about the enemy. If she is attacked before she actually starts reading, she counters the attack by hitting them with the book. If she pulls it out in the air, she can use the book as a quick aerial parry.

■ Enemy Step

Jasmine kicks into her enemy and uses them as a platform to jump off of. She leeches off a bit of ki in the process, recharging any spells she's used during an air combo.

■ Air Hike

Jasmine creates a platform under her feet with ki for a midair jump and sprouts a beautiful pair of butterfly wings for a quick air dash, slower descent and increased air control.

■ Air Ride

Jasmine rides her staff like a broomstick to fly. In this state, she can fly indefinitely and shoot a constant stream of magical projectiles. They are weak, however, and do not hitstun. Using this move depletes all spell charges until she lands.

■ REOdyssey

The rim of Jasmine’s hat becomes incredibly sharp as she throws it forwards like a frisbee. It moves forwards a set distance before spinning in place for a couple seconds and returning to Jasmine’s hand. She can use this as a platform for another jump.

■ Hellfire

Jasmine shoots a ball of hellfire almost as big as her own body at her opponent. In the air, she quickly shoots a trio of fireballs that propels her backwards.

■ Chilling Gale

Jasmine sends a trio of large, tough to see sickles of air at her opponent. In the air, it creates a tornado under her that she can ride on for a little while.

■ Icicle Spear

Grisly spears of ice come up straight from the ninth circle, under her opponent's feet. In the air, she turns upside down and shoots a freezing jet of water from her hand that quickly hardens into supernaturally cold ice, trapping any opponent that gets caught and providing a handy pillar platform.

■ Thunder

Jasmine creates a thundercloud that advances slowly in a straight line, shooting down a steady stream of lightning all the way. She can jump on this and use it as a platform. In the air, she shoots out some weak yet plentiful arcs of lightning.

■ The Devil's Music

Jasmine summons a magical saxophone and plays a little tune. This creates three large magical bubbles that slowly float forwards in a sine wave pattern. These orbs explode violently if touched or struck, though they don't harm Jasmine and she can use them for a nice extra jump if need be. In the air, she simply says “doot,” and only creates one bubble.

SUPER MOVES

■ Demonic Meggido in Rhapsody: Bullet Hell

Beelzebub flies forwards and multiplies into an innumerable swarm of flaming bats, flying together in tough to dodge formations. Each bat explodes on contact, though at the end, the real Beelzebub will latch onto the opponents face and start biting until he can be thrown off.

■ Hell's Maw

Befitting of his status as Demon of Gluttony, Beelzebub expands to a massive size and flops forwards in an attempt to devour the opponents. Most Nomads will simply get chewed up and spat back out at a high velocity, though extremely weak opponents can be devoured whole if he so chooses. If he eats a projectile, he will simply swallow it, healing both himself and Jasmine proportionally to the power of the attack.

■ Seventh Plague

Beelzebub lets Jasmine go full ham as she shoots down an incredibly powerful volley of fire, hail, and lightning directly below her in a cone-shaped radius. This move is more effective depending on how much height Jasmine has over her opponent.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

While Jasmine’s ground spells pack a punch, they take long enough to prepare that they frankly leave her wide open. She also possesses next to no melee training or ability in general. As an aerial fighter, she relies heavily on open space and a lack of anti air moves keeping her grounded. While Beelzebub does a good job of covering for Jasmine’s lack of skill, he can only go so far.

OTHER

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What else?

[BayRat]

Here is my updated Fafnir sheet, I'll work on Vlad next.

The Dragon Knight

⦋ N/A || N/A || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

APPEARANCE

Fafnir is a surviving mythological being. In his original form, the dragon stands (on four legs) at 16 feet in height, 34 feet long, and a wingspan of 28 feet. The beast has two bull like horns and a third blade-like horn on the snout, as well as sharp spines that run down his back and below his jaw. Black plated scales armor his body along with the somewhat softer crimson scales of his underbelly. His eyes are crocodilian in nature, and are a piercing yellow. Black jagged teeth run the maw of the saurian-shaped head, with a forked tongue slithering within his mouth. A sail-like frill runs along his back between the sharp spines and can extend or recede in a display, tallest near the top of long snake-like neck. Long bat-like wings act as a third pair of limbs, all 3 pairs bear sharp 3-fingered claws.

In his usual, sealed form however, he is a massive 6'11" beige-skinned human with typical Aryan facial features and a muscular build. However he still retains some leaks of his inhuman nature in the form of his reptilian, glowing snake-like eyes, a pair of wings and a large, lumbering tail of black and red keeled scales and a barbed tip.

His armor is fully plated iron, from head to foot, that fully conceals him. The only parts of him not concealed are his wings and his tail. The armor has various runes carved into it to attune with his Ki, as well as his large 6'0 lance he wields as a weapon, and a massive plated shield.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Wise
Observant
Prideful
Honorable
Silent thinker
Loner
Vengeful
Not-very-Tech-Savy(As well as just being not too familiar with most products of modern culture in general.)
Stuck in the past, old way mentality.
Long fuse( but should that fuse be lit it can provoke him into a much more animalistic or feral nature.)

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Dragon Lore

The Awakening of Bahagara

The first dragon suppossedly was the Ur-Dragon, a great behemoth whose legends say it rose from a star that fell from the heavens. The original king of dragons, the Ur-Dragon had such immense ki that fueled with it's molten breath and mighty wings it forged storms that brought life to the first dragons. Though born of heat and ki, dragons are mostly biological creatures. Reptilian beasts that have been noted to have a wide variety of forms including small wyverns or the more spiritual eastern serpents. All dragons have an inherent affinity towards fire, thus even those with more exotic powers such as ice dragons have an unnatural immunity to heat and flame. Like their progenitor, dragons are born with immense power and ki, and are biologically immortal as they only grow more powerful as they age. Dragons are capable of natural reproduction, but due to their immortal lifespan it is an incredibly slow process, thus their population is only sustainable through the presence of an Ur-dragon. Dragons are often born with a lust for power and notorious greed. Though there are exceptions, most dragons as a result have a desire to wreak havoc and accumulate wealth and territory; both to other creatures and their own kin. It is this very nature that led to the inevitable downfall of the Ur-Dragon, as the first of it's spawn, the primordials, eventually grew to sizes that rivaled the mountain-sized progenitor.

Even after the Ur-Dragon's defeat, there can only be a single king, and thus, the primordials turned on each other. The calamity rendered the species into near-extinction; with Bahagarra, the last primordial, one of the few survivors. Filling the power vacuum, Bahagarra absorbed the powers of the Ur-Dragon to become the next Dragon King. The first storms he brewed were small and only yielded a few dragons, one of which being Fafnir himself. Weakened from the war Bahagarra went into a deep slumber while what little offspring he produced left to their own devices. Around the time of the middle ages, the ancient dragon awoke abruptly when an unknown adventurer disturbed his resting site; Starved of destruction and fury, the still weakened Bahagarra breathed wicked tempests that spawned an army of dragons, which began to spread along the globe to satisfy their destructive urges. Humanity was plagued with an onslaught of dragon attacks. It was during this time when Fafnir suffered the defeat that inspired him to change.
Meanwhile, a legendary warrior (Seshat) went to stop the dragon apocalypse by confronting the dragon king himself. A great battle ensued, and the warrior returned successfully with the slaying of the dragon king. With the defeat of the Dragon King, the dragons stomped spawning. Most were inevitably slain, some tried to fill the power vacuum (and failed, others went into hiding or into a deep slumber, waiting for the return of a king.

Fafnir was once a great dragon of malice, fueled by a thirst for utter destruction and power. As if by instinct his feral nature laid ruin to villages and kingdoms of old. The first spawn of Bahagarra he was unrivaled by his generation and those that came after, and was one of the most active scourges to humanity. Yet one brave and mighty knight of one, now lost, kingdom had finally defeated him and ended his centuries of terror. The knight's birth name was Gabriel Sigurd, though dubbed as Arch-angel Gabriel by his kingdom; owed to his unnatural and incredible power and skill, as if he were some divine instrument, and the angelic wings adorned from his armor, which granted him flight. He had not only humbled the monster in his defeat, but his code of honor and mercy towards the beast, an unusual gesture of kindness towards a monster that had previously bore no sympathy, inspired Fafnir hence fourth. The beast followed the knight's example, served the same kingdom with up most loyalty, and began to become intrigued and respectful of the martial prowess of the mortals once trained to slay him. Eventually, he abandoned his form through arcane rites, and convinced a then retired Sir Sigurd to teach him his martial power. When Sigurd inevitable fell to the mortal fate of all humans, the immortal dragon carried on his mentor's legacy. Taking his enchanted armaments, lance, armor, and shield, and even his surname, he continued to serve the kingdom and passed down his ways to the knights and soldiers of that realm, and the wandering warriors that sought his teachings. However his most proud hobby was seeking worthy opponents for the sport of combat. Whether it be a monster, a warrior, or something otherwordly; ever since his battle with Gabriel, Fafnir has acquired the taste of honorable combat. Always seeking the next opponent that could replicate the same feelings he felt in that original battle, never truly satisfied, but eager to continue. The teachings of Sigurd never left him, both in skill and in morality. As an eternal respect for his long deceased master, the knight retains the ideologies of the honorable and chivalrous knight his mentor once was. He defended the kingdom from others of his kin, until the dragons stopped spawning with Bahagarra's defeat.

But all things must come to an end. The kingdom he once served inevitably became lost to time, the ruins of its once proud structures sunken beneath water and dirt. With little purpose left, the ancient being sunk into a depression, and slumbered for the centuries to come. Finding solice in the tomb of his progenitors, and for that time, guarding it so that no one would reawaken the disasters that may plague the world again. One day, amidst his ancient slumber, he had a dream. A dream of his master, a dream of promise. Dreams that filled the forgotten soldier with hope. He longed for that thrill of battle that was lost to him. Such motivation stirred him from his slumber, and the primordial knight rose from the dirt and sea to witness the new world. So much had changed, there was so much to learn. But more importantly, there were fighters to find, warriors to challenge. Though he may had lost his master and his kingdom, he still had one purpose left in life, and that was the thrill of battle.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

FIGHTING STYLE

With the exception of being somewhat more nimble Fafnir is not as strong, nor as in tune with his ki in this false image, however he makes up for that weakness with the vast amount of generations he spent honing a finesse with weaponry. His primary tactics use a mixture of Ki power and his trusty lance, one that served him throughout generations.
In unarmed combat he lacks the finesse he wields with his lance, and thus his kicks and punches, though powerful, are slow and crude. Such attacks lack the proper speed or efficiency those more experienced with hand-to-hand combat possess. His 'style' in which case usually involves excessive use of using his weight and size to body slam, elbow, or grapple enemies with his crushing strength and weight. He also utilizes his tail to whip or even stab at his foes as a spear if he feels such strategies are warranted. Though capable of flight in his sealed form, he's a slow glider and can only effectively 'dash' with leaping or landing. Thus doesn't have any real aerial combat technique.

He is no stranger to pain and is more then willing to take injuries so long as it means he can strike back. While winning is fine, he is more focused on the thrill of the battle itself and chooses to prolong the fight if possible. While mercy isn't strictly enforced in his honor code, he has no qualms offering that same kindness he was dealt when defeated by Joseph.

Fafnir in his humanoid form takes the time to stay mostly defensive and study his opponents carefully, using what energy is necessary to protect himself and keeping the flow of battle steady so that he can conserve the rest for when he feels the opportune moment to unleash it. He often plays to what his opponent offers, even if his foe is weaker then Fafnir, Fafnir rarely goes anything beyond his foe's own level in that case, in the start of that fight. This is for both to take pleasure in the battle itself, but to once again, take time to study his opponent.

If he ever sheds his mortal form however, Fafnir's fighting style is a u-turn from his original style. Without any finesse or weaponry, He relies solely on ki-power and physical capabilities his form offers. Just as the Dragon-Form will often go all out at the very start of his transformation, his instincts become much more of primal fury, at some points even lacking self-control with how carried away his predatory nature takes a hold of him. For this reason he only uses his true-form as a last resort tactic, or if someone really infuriates him. In most scenarios he'd much rather lose in his mortal form then to win in his true form, unless if that fight mattered more beyond his entertainment and honor.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Fury Jab

Fafnir imbues his lance with flames and unleashes a fast, multi-thrust attack with his lance. Unless if he has the intention to kill, the thrusts will usually be aimed to impale the arms and lower torso, and/or any equipment the target may be holding. The blade is typically outlined with a trail of flames

■ Grapple Bolt

Fafnir thrusts his hand forwards, and summons a whip-like tendril of electricity that acts as a tether-grab. Pulling him to whatever the bolt connects with or dragging it back to him.

■ Tempest Stomp.

Fafnir raises and charges his foot before bringing it back down, unleashed a torrent of electric ki and air around him, usually launching people around him upward.

■ Incedinary Cloud

Fafnir, unmasked, exhales a thick cloud of burning smoke and fire that lingers for a few minutes before dissipating.

■ Scalelord's Conquest

Fafnir Soars into the air then lands down upon his opponent with high velocity, down thrusting his lance to either impale the foe from above or to thrust it through the ground, in either scenario the landing produces an electric and pressure blast of ki around both him and the weapon

■ Burning Honor

Fafnir becomes engulfed in flames, as if the fire was an additional set of armor. Its brightness can also obscure his figure making long-range precision based attacks more likely to miss him, in addition to slowly cooking those that are too close for comfort. Though extended use can eat away at his ki reserve, the buff also increases his movement speed.

■ Disarming Grasp

If unarmed, Fafnir can channel ki into his hand to create a powerful electric charge or blast of fire, which will either be used as a simple, powerful punch, or tip grip/choke hold an opponent at the right opportunity to deliver the full voltage(or heat and force if he uses flames instead.) of that energy.

■ Thunder Spear

Fafnir can imbue his lance with electric ki to deliver a devastating blow rivaling the power of a lightning bolt. Alternatively, with a steady aim, he can abandon his weapon by tossing it forward channeled heavily with ki. The thrown lance takes the form of a lightning bolt as it blasts the surface of whatever it impacts with great radiant voltage and force.

■ Rising Fire

Fafnir and slashes or raises his lance in a sweeping motion, and a wave of flames spawn from the ground and rise up at an angle facing away from him with great force and heat. Alternatively Fafnir can use this skill without his weapon by slamming his fist on the earth below him, which creates the same firey explosion directly below and around him instead.

■ Valor of the scales

Shield raised, a crimson aura extends from the shield, widening it’s defensive range. The aura shield can withstand some damage, but will shatter with sufficient stress.

■ Dragon's Blaze

After taking a deep breathe, Fafnir can use his ki to spew a short blast of pressurized air and flames from his mouth and wings at a range of 4 meters. The attack is more focused on knock back rather then heat or damage.

■ Scale’s Blessing

Raising his shield, Fafnir can buff an individual other then himself, granting them temporary regeneration, ki amplification, stamina recovery, and ease of pain. The buff lasts for few minutes, and can only be used once per 24 hours. Upon recieving this buff, previously existing wounds will mostly heal including gaping holes, damaged organs, and broken bones.

■ Constricting Catch

Utilizing his prehensile tail, Fafnir can lash it out at his foes from around or below him. In this technique, he uses his tail to grapple via wrapping around his opponent's arm, torso, or leg; Usually then resulting in him tossing that opponent aside.

SUPER MOVES

■ Tactical Swipe

Fafnir channels his ki to the lance's blade, giving it twice as much reach as well as a combination of electric and fire based ki, though the motion itself is slow the concentrated power is designed to break someone's guard and/or armor, if not a killing blow. Swinging or thrusting his charged up blade will also create a crescent shaped wave of pressurized flames and electric current, creating a projectile that is not as powerful as being hit with the melee attack itself.

■ Raging Dragon's Soul

Fafnir summons an oriental dragon made entirely of fire based ki; willed to charge and either smash or engulf a target with intense flames. Though the dragon's length can extend it's only half a body, with Fafnir's body being attached to where the dragon's lower half would be. The dragon disperses shortly after its initial attack. During it's summon, Fafnir is immobile.

■ Unmasking the seal

Fafnir reveals his true form, a monstrous, ancient dragon.

Dragon form

Although Fafnir is immune to heat-related damage in both his mortal shell and true form and being fairly durable with both a tough body and tremendous natural ki, his superhuman resilience is increased further with scales (except the underbelly) that have the durability to rival steel even without his ki. In flight, the form can be quiet fast and nimble in the air despite his size and weight. Claws and maw that can crush stone and metal with ease, as well as a powerful tail equipped with a sharp spine at the tip to simulate a spear. The dragon can also breathe a torrential spray of molten fire or bolts of black lightning from his maw. However, due to Fafnir having spent most of his days now in his sealed form, the seal had grown a tight lock on his true nature. Fafnir can only transform into a 'dwarf' (Approximately 50 feet long.) and weakened state of his original form for a brief time of 5 minutes with a few hours of cooldown time.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Worst of worlds: In most situations, Fafnir starts out slow in his sealed form, often trying to fight at an 'equal' footing at his opponents. Weaker opponents as a result have a better chance of beating him, as does stronger opponents that he can't adapt to in time. In the rare occasion where Fafnir has no honor or respect for an opponent, he will go all out and transform, instead becoming reckless and easy to tire out. Either way, it isn't too difficult to strategies against.

Glutton for punishment: His bloodlust for battle and refusal to dishonor his opponents often lead him to purposely taking hits. Usually he takes advantages of these blows to counter attack, however the sport he finds in testing the strength or force of his opponent's attacks can often give him situations with damage that he could have prevented.

Prideful Vengeance: Despite his worked up tolerance, those that damage his pride can potentially tear through his wisdom and better judgement if they know what buttons to push. Insulting his honor is one sure way to enrage him. Though he is often humble, he still carries with him a sense of pride of his own power partially fueled by the innate, natural arrogance of a dragon.

Imperfect Armor: In his dragon form, the underbelly is soft and vulnerable to attack.

Cold-blooded: Fafnir does best in hot environments. Exposed to cold conditions or cryogenic based attacks can weaken his endurance and overall performance.

OTHER

His armaments; Shield, Lance, and Armor, are enchanted and it will be restored after a day to his arsenal if they are damaged or destroyed. Out of combat he can summon and unsummon these equipment's at will.

Tomb of the Dragon King

First the mountain where the original Ur-Dragon arrived upon, deep within the rock lies a vast cavern lit by massive illuminating crystals. molten rock, and pools of sparkling water. Surrounding the walls of the massive hole is the skeleton of Bahagarrah, his head encircled by a sacred marble shrine. Surrounding the shrine are a grand accumulation of gold and treasure. This is the home of Fafnir, the tomb of his progenitors and place he guards when he isn't about experiencing the new world.

An undead dragon; Kilgarrah Zmey, slumbers within this site, acting as the sole defender of this chasm when Fafnir is not around.

Changes include: Moveset expansion, backstory expansion/modification, current home(?), and a current size estimate for the ult he rarely uses.