[CHAR] Nomadic Fist: Radiant Soul (A Fighting Game RPG!)

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[KaiserElectric]

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[KaiserElectric]

Vindani Zaman

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⦋ ??? || ??? || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Vindani is a naga, a Mythic who is half serpent and half human in form. She tends to 'stand' around 5'9, though she is around 10 feet in length from head to tail, and her skin is a mix of pale ivory and sapphire blue scales that match her hair. Her eyes are also a brilliant shade of gold, and both her fangs and claws have a paralytic venom in them. Most notably, Vindani has a mastery of shape-shifting, and can take on nearly any form she chooses to the point that few are certain they've seen her "true" form. She tends to keep her two pet snakes, Thos and Taral, on her person, oftentimes using her shape-shifting to make it appear that they are part of her body to some degree. She's often adorned in blue and gold to match her color, and she also fights with the help of a serpent shaped staff, a weapon she has unique mastery over.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

-Mercurial
-Playful
-Haughty
-Hedonistic
-Enigmatic
-Narcissistic
-Self-Important
-Seductive

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Little is known about the mysterious naga sorceress known as Vindani. Temptress, charlatan, and thief all at once, Vindani has appeared in and out of history for centuries, mingling with the wealthy and famous and dedicated at all times to one thing; herself. Some say she's a harmless pleasure seeker, others say she is a vicious viper waiting to strike down those in her way. Whatever you call her, Vindani has only one answer; she is simply the best, and she deserves the best, even if it means taking it from you!

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Vindani fights in the tradition of the Naga, favoring agility and precision over blunt force, and using her serpentine tail, claws, venom, and ki magic mixed with traditional hand to hand fighting, using her staff as a melee weapon. Her style is to toy with enemies, baiting out their stronger attacks and confusing enemies with her obfuscating ki abilities, some of which allow her to take on the form of her opponents and turn their own abilities against them. She also isn't above fighting dirty and will happily use every advantage given until she finds just the opening she needs for a final, decisive strike.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Mirror Match

Vindani shape-shifts and briefly takes on the physical form of her opponent, copying their appearance indefinitely. She can attack briefly in the copied form before the disguise breaks (she can mimic basic moves but not physical ability), and the disguise instantly breaks if she herself is attacked.

■ Mirror Backlash

When in Mirror Match, Vindani can mimic an opponent's special move, using her ki to mimic any peripheral equipment such as guns or weapons. Doing so breaks Mirror Match immediately after the move, and she can only perform special moves that aren't dependent on other abilities (ie form changes or setups)

■ Sidewinder

Vindani swings her naga tail at an opponents legs to trip them up. A basic move that because of the size of the tail can outrange most melee attacks.

■ Elusive

Vindani vanishes with a seductive laugh in a cloud of smoke, turning invisible. She gets a boost of agility to reposition if she performs this as part of a feint or a counter move, and it is broken after a brief period, or when she attacks.

■ Poisoned Kiss

Vindani spits venom at an opponent, staggering and potentially blinding them. The venom is caustic, but doesn't do much damage on its own.

■ Rattled

Vindani creates some distance by swinging out with her tail, knocking them away.

SUPER MOVES

■ Wrapped Around My Finger

Vindani wraps her tail around a stunned opponent and squeezes them like a boa constrictor. She gently and affectionately brushes her opponent's cheek with her hand, only to backhand them twice and slam them into the ground with her tail.

■ Never Saw it Coming

Vindani vanishes from view, confusing her opponent before he is given an intense beatdown by an invisible opponent. When he is left staggering, Vindani reappears performing a Mirror Match and laughs at her opponent before knocking them away with a haymaker.

■ Cobraaaaaaaa!

Vindani blinds her opponent with venom and calls upon her ki to transform into a massive hooded serpent, fangs bared. When the blindness wears off and the opponent sees the massive serpent, Vindani grabs them in her fangs and swings them into the ground like a ragdoll repeatedly before spitting them out and spinning around to send her tail crashing down on the enemy's head.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Vindani thrives on obfuscation and is at her best when she is in control of a fight. Consequently, she struggles against opponents who don't get duped by her abilities, or are able to control the battle and restrict her movements. She's no slouch in terms of physical strength when the chips are down, but without her ability to obfuscate most fighters will run circles around her.

OTHER

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She is able to move her staff telekinetic, though she keeps a good grip on it during a fight.

[Savo]

Jonas Langer

"Jus' call me Doc."

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⦋ 27 || American || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Jonas is a man that stands out for many reasons, mainly it involves looks. His height is striking 6'4" with an athletic build if the indents in his clothing have anything to say. He does his best to remain prim and upright, he would honestly prefer to slouch and walk in a relaxed manner... but he has to live up to the stereotype of a doctor. Regardless, he isn't much of an attention getter... or so he wishes was true. While it is difficult to distinguish him as a nomad with his dusty white coat, a traveling man that looks like he came out of a hospital is definitely suspicious. While barely recognizable at first, there seems to be a glint of sharpened silver within the coat. Other than the coat, he sports a crisp green shirt underneath, along with blue slacks and black shoes. he also carries along with him a satchel which stores all sorts of necessities he utilizes as a back alley doctor. While he was born in America, he seems to be of German and Welsh descent, judging by his subtle accent; he also seems to have a bit of a tan.

(Ignore the ponytail, his hair is short).

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Blunt
■ Calm
■ Enjoys razzing people
■ Farsighted
■ Favors pragmatism
■ Laid-back
■ Loyal (sometimes conflicts with pragmatism)
■ Mildly Snide
■ Observant
■ Open-minded

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born within the sprawling urban jungle of N Y to the C, Jonas came into a very unforgiving realm of uncertainty and poverty. His parents were always scrapping by to make ends meet within the chaos, always attempting to procure a "normal" job so their son wouldn't face the same struggles as they, nor would he have to be a fighter just as they once were. Parents are impressionable to a degree...

The two problems with that was the wee boy getting into a bunch of scraps with other hoodlums, hell, even joining a small-time gang at the age of five with other young guys and gals of seven to fifteen. You could say Jonas was born for this sort of thing with his influx of ki; thank his ancestry for passing on some of their ki to the kid as his fighting spirit made him the lawnmower and turned other kids asses into grass quicker than someone speeding by a cop. But even with the amount of ki he heralded, there were bigger, badder, older kids who could take that ki and shove it so far up his ass that not even a colonoscopy could save it.

So what did he do? Jonas got out of dodge, sprinting as fast as he could to put as much distance between said teenagers. When he knew he couldn't outrun them, he just set up boundaries that would slow them down, even going as far as to set up a couple of traps ahead of time. Man, he felt proud when he Home Alone'd one kid by having a trashcan swing straight into one of their chests and turning the squad into human dominoes.

The other problem was that they had to resort to underground fights where usually Nomads would triumph. They made good money, enough to send the tyke to school... which would be a problem if he didn't have a Doctor Jekyl, Mr. Hyde act in play. Sure, he's a kid, but he wasn't stupid... plus he didn't want to live in a horrible apartment all his life... so he studied as hard as he fought on the streets.

Anyways, one day when he was coming back, there was almost a surge within him, a strange overpowering feeling within him that almost caused him to choke. Heading home as quickly as possible to alert his parents, he found not a single person occupying the space. The young Jonas figured they must of been at one of their super secret underground duels and were kicking chumps to the curb. So he did his thing and hung out with his gang of friends.

And then the same thing happened the next day... which resulted him staying at a friends place since he was starving.

And then the next day, again... he was met with nothing.

Again... and again.

This went on for five days before it was announced that his parents were found dead in an alleyway with suspicions of foul play, possibly hit-and-run. He was watching the news at a friends place... the seven year old was in a catatonic state of shock. On the streets, he built up his oppressive front, became essentially a teachers "pet," but this? This made everything useless and caused him to crack, spewing all types of emotion.

It didn't make it all any better when he was taken in by an orphanage and a couple of hours later adopted by a couple of old weirdos... who took him far away from that urban mess he called a home. But during that time, he became vengeful and gained the stereotypical trope of wanting to avenge his parents.

That, or satiate his hunger for revenge. Either way works.

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Jonas could say this was a rags to riches stories, being taken all the way to Virginia from New York... by chance, the old man who adopted him happened to be Conrad Miyamoto, the successor of many other Miyamoto's behind them. After a long journey, the first greeting he was introduced to was the sight of a huge mansion, part of it resembling a dojo. The second thing he was shown was that he had multiple other adopted siblings who were pondering upon their situation as well.

By chance, Conrad Miyamoto had stumbled across myriads of orphaned children with high amounts of ki during his travels to the country. Due to infertility like his former master, he lacked an heir to his household and most importantly, their dojo, their way of life. So he spoke of doing the same thing as his master and followed his methods to ensure a successor...

Said method basically had the children become more disciplined over time, which would eventually whip the young Jonas into shape.

Now under the Miyamoto name, everyone's weeks of of training transformed into years as they all became proficient in their master's style of martial arts - Brazilian Jiu Jitsu; along with that, they developed their ki even further and acquired certain perks that came along with it. Along with that, the family was also very harsh when it came to cracking down on their education as well, pushing all the children past the normal limits of human expectations. No matter what, at the end of the day, their minds would be throbbing just as much as their muscles.

Despite all the discipline, training, and essentially being whipped into shape as well as the education he underwent, Jonas still went off the radar when it came to being himself as everyone grew older. Going out to have a night of debauchery? Pretty difficult, but nevertheless, he accomplished it. Sneaking through the mansion? Avoiding the guards make it a challenge, but he does it.

Getting into the lab Conrad's adoptive siblings would disappear into late at night? Impossible at first, but he got lucky... and managed to steal some of their documents. He never did get around to returning them.

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A couple of years down the line, Jonas has a full life ahead of him - his act was (partially) straightened up, he was working as a doctor with a Ph.D at the young age of 18, exercising through jiu jitsu, harboring large amount of ki he could pass down to his descendants, etc. Basically life was too grand for him, too perfect at this point!... with how good this all sounded, something was bound to go awry sooner than expected.

... and, well, it did.

Jonas was met by two of Conrads bodyguards when he was twenty years of age when he was heading home after resigning from his job and finding opportunity somewhere else. They both implored him to do two things - return the documents he had pilfered from his family's labs, and return to Virginia... unfortunately, those two returned in body bags.

This action left him with a bounty on his head that was imposed on by his family for theft and murder, causing Jonas to take up a new life as a back-alley doctor, and more importantly a Nomad.

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That was seven years ago. Over the span of these next years shaped many things, ranging from his mind to his fighting and so on. He ran into many who would try to turn him over to the Miyamoto's, many others who would try to group and befriend him... no matter what, all folk and nomad who traveled with him would end up befalling the same fate as each other, so was the life of a nomad...

Even his closest friends during that time span were privy to such fates, jading him further and further.

However, after all these years, Jonas's mind is always drawn back to the root of the problem, trying to analyze whether or not he should be thankful to be wanted back alive. He continued to make deals with other nomads and money-hungry mooks that varied in personality, how dodgy they were, etc... though, he always handled them. After all, surviving is what he did best.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

While he does employ some Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, his main method of madness comes from his ability to fight dirty! Not fully exploiting what you can do and abiding by "honor" is for chumps; to survive, you have to invent new ways to take your opponent down, just as he did in the streets before. Eye-gouging, elbowing the gut, hell, even the classic nut strike is fair game to him.

Innately, while he does process a high amount of ki, he utilizes this in various methods, making him faster than he usually is, to performing acrobatic stunts and dodging opponents, to actually infusing his own attacks with ki. Jonas is one to play mind games with people, essentially screwing with them on the battlefield. Along with that, he draws ki from his reservoirs to create almost perfect look alikes of him, as well as imbuing them with some of his ki. Along with that, he is pretty damn good with a knife, even better when he starts tossing them with precision and power.

However, he just doesn't use knives and a medicine pack mule, oh no. Jonas has the greatest weapons of them all - fists. Bringing ground-fighting and grappling to the table, he puts a lot more emphasis on ground-fighting and striking an opponent while their unable to get up. Along with that, he packs a pretty damn good punch, so that should be accounted for. Jonas also has access to the ki-sensing technique.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Misdirection

Infusing one of his recorders with ki, ranging from little to massive amounts of it. Jonas then quickly dashes in and blinds his opponent by throwing dust into their eyes and in one swoop, activate the recorder while tossing it into the air.

■ Multiple Sclerosis

Swiftly grabbing onto an opponent, Jonas attempts to "overpower" them, either forcing them to retaliate with even stronger strength to overpower him or attempt to escape his grasp. He will adapt to this and shift his weight to wherever the opponent is. In case of the former, he will "lose" his weight, causing the opponent to spin around. He then follows up with a kick that lands them straight on the ground. In the case of the former, he will just shove them away and hope they don't recover quickly.

■ Physical Examination

Effectively used on downed opponents, as the first punch he tosses at the chest will knock them back. If utilized on a downed opponent, he will quickly drop his weight on to their chest, and unleash four quick jabs to the opponents face before rolling off.

■ Cheap Shot

Drawing a needle with unknown contents from his satchel, Jonas quickly jams it into the victims neck and unloads the contents into their bodies. This sends the person into a fleeting state of shock, as well as causes two status effects. The first disables a persons ability to sense ki and the second caused the opponent to become more sluggish. This ends after a while... unless someone can flush the contents out of their system.

■ Live Dissection

Drawing one to five knives from his coat, Jonas focuses on his target before tossing his knives one by one or all at once at bullet swift speeds. Jonas can also purposely miss the target he is aiming at as well. Due to having string tied around all of his knives, he can control the thread as it moves past its target. This in turn causes it to transition into a pendulum-like state, in which swings around and stabs the victim. He can use this to either yank them and throw them off balance, pull himself closer to a fleeing opponent, or anything he can think of.

■ Ki Decoy

Manipulating his ki, Jonas creates a replica of himself through a process that makes him look like he is shedding his skin; during this time, he can transfer as much ki as he wants to the decoy. It doesn't take too long for the decoy to start acting on its own accord and is just as fast as its real counterpart. The only difference is that the Decoy isn't as durable, as one strike will cause it to shatter after five seconds. If it attacks the opponent, it will break after one hit as well. The Ki temperature of the decoys will always match their user.

■ Going Into the Light

Utilizing his white coat, ki, and light, Jonas bends light to turn himself invisible, putting him out of sight for any assailants. If he moves while invisible, this will break stealth and make him visible once again. This is best used after Cheap Shot or Ki Decoy.

■ Bitches Get Stitches

Tying two knives to each other with thread, Jonas follows up by tossing one at the ground and another a few feet away. While it can take some time or be forgotten, when an opponent comes into contact with the obstruction, this usually causes an opponent to trip and fall over

■ Bound 'n Gagged

Procuring gauze from his satchel, Jonas quickly does one of three things. The first thing he can do is bind a persons legs which disables their ability to move and can sometimes cause them to fall over. The second thing he can do is wrap up their hands which can stop them from utilizing their main methods of attacking. The final thing he can do is asphyxiate his opponent, dealing some damage over time but mainly forcing them to focus on removing the gauze, leaving them open. This cannot be spammed; only one of these three effects can be applied to an opponent and can only be reapplied once the effect wears off. Best used with Misdirection and Ki Decoy.

■ Dexter Acrobaticus

Jonas takes a deep breath as he puts some focus into himself. After a few seconds, he suddenly begins moving faster and performing acrobatic stunts at a swifter rate. This is due to the infusion of ki. While he can normally be a fast mover and perform some pretty good acrobatic stunts, this is it amplified. This buff also increases his attack speed as well, making most of his moves and specials even more dangerous. However, Dexter Acrobaticus only lasts ten second; once it wears off, he must wait another twenty seconds before he can perform it again.

■ Cervical Clone Rupture

Jonas pirouettes, creating a partial clone that appears on his back, as if he is suddenly summoning a stand. If the opponent tries to strike Jonas during this time, the clone takes the blow for Jonas, negating the damage. Following that, he will backhand the opponent if they are close enough, causing them to spin around and turn their back for a moment. This will stun them for at least a second, giving Jonas enough time to start up a combo. While he can utilize this move to dodge projectiles, it his highly disadvantageous to do so, as the follow-up backhand leaves him open, unless he's within range of the opponent.

■ Tomoe Nage

A variation of Jonas' grab; if he grapples the opponent, he can push them back just a bit which, in return, can possibly cause them to shove back. If they try to retaliate by shoving back, Jonas uses the small amount of momentum against them, proceeding to put his foot onto their abdomen, and shift himself backwards. He can either complete the whole transition, which ends with him rolling them onto their back with him on top, granting him a free chance to use Physical Examination on them, or he can stop half-way and launch them upwards.

SUPER MOVES

■ Flash-step

Blinding his opponent from the side, via dust, Jonas follows up by tossing one of his recorders infused with either large amounts of ki to the side; depending on how much ki was infused will determine if he taunts or not. As he does this, Jonas focuses on manipulating ki before finally unleashing himself into a flurry, trapping the opponent in a vortex of afterimages. As he rushes around his victim, he tosses myriads of knives from random directions.

■ Doctor's Order's

Blinding his opponent with dust, he follows up by kicking them straight in the stomach to knock them down versus throwing a recorder to mislead them. Afterwords, he hops back, focusing and manipulating his ki. If uninterrupted either by him or the opponent, Jonas will spawn four more Decoy's with random amounts of ki. Until all of these Decoy's are destroyed, he cannot employ his Going Into the Light ability, nor his Ki Decoy; their durability is no different than those created from a Ki Decoy and will absolutely mimic the users Ki temperature.

■ Anesthesia

When an opponent is grounded/downed, Jonas will start things off by elbowing them in the gut before unleashing a shower of eye-gouging, fish-hooking, choking, and hitting pressure points. Once that's over with he readies one final blow, no ki infused, just his own physical strength. With one punch, he slams his fist down onto the enemies face.

While the first phase of Anesthesia can never downright knock out an opponent, if it said attack did enough damage that it could knockout the opponent, the opposing fighter will be left with the equivalent of one health and be stunned. This will trigger the second phase in which he gets off the opponent and begins writing a check for his services before tossing it on said opponent. This final "blow" will deal one damage to said opponent, knocking them out with a piece of paper.

If the requirements for the second phase aren't met, he will just get off the opponent and jump a few feet away.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
While he does have strong attacks and mix-ups, most of Jonas' move-set is heavily reliant on trickery and ambushes through usage of Misdirection and Ki Decoy. If an opponent manages to avoid the beginning of his Misdirection, they could easily capitalize on this and punish him. Even if he does get the Misdirection off, he could still be interrupted if the opponent manages to target him by a stroke of luck. While he can create a Ki Decoy, it can only withstand one attack from the enemy, or deal one blow before shattering and returning to Jonas.

OTHER

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■ Despite his upbringing on the streets, he has always secretly enjoyed orchestral music, and finds jazz to be soothing for him.
■ Has a Ph.D in Medical Science; claims he was more or less lucky in getting this degree.
■ Always has a lollipop on him to give to a kid to cheer them up if they're feeling blue, though he insists it's to shut them up before they throw a tantrum.
■ Practices dissecting, via any sort of food he gets his hands on; breakfast, lunch, nor dinner are exempt from this form of training.

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 (sorry Sage), 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 or Seven-Seven, 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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Verga Ilgraven

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⦋ 48 || Siberia || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

A tall, unsmiling woman who breaks six feet by an inch or so, Verga does not put off the friendliest sort of appearance. Her teardrop-shaped face is solemn and unrevealing, and her sharp, almond eye has a way of telling you, no, she would not laugh at that joke, so don’t try. Verga’s skin is somewhat light, and her body is visibly strong—her massive reserves of life energy have prolonged her youth, appearing more like a woman in her early forties, or maybe late thirties, though her eye has a certain weariness to its lined and lidded gaze that does not match her appearance.

The siniydusha condition that Verga was born with stained her hair, eyes, eyelids, and nails a valley lily shade of blue. Her hair falls nearly shoulder length, and the bangs over her face are swept carefully to the side, hiding the place where her left eye would be. Behind the hair, an eyepatch covers up an empty socket—you give up some things, chasing power. Verga’s fingernails are all filed into long, sharp points, and her fingers are thin and calloused from years of work.

On the surface, Verga's wardrobe is rather simple. Clean black turtleneck jumpers and white cargo-pants. Very efficient. Her boots are dark and hardy as well, though maybe a bit sleeker than functional, with heels a bit higher than would be fitting for a martial artist and survivalist. Her belt is also notably nice, dark with a round brass disc to buckle the warm leather. She also often wears a dark, heavy greatcoat, with sleeves and a collar marked with subtle but intricate floral designs. Bits and pieces of her hidden vanity, always poking through.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Cold
■ Proud
■ Willful
■ Unsympathetic
■ Single-minded
■ Introverted
■ Socially awkward
■ Superstitious
■ Power-hungry
■ Merciful
■ Commitment issues
■ Uncomfortable around children

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Verga could not have shown you her hometown on a map. She could not tell you the name of the lake below the village, the mountains that blocked out the morning sun, or the woods that surrounded her childhood on all sides. Her world was nameless, one made up of plowing snow and dark forests, and fairy tales whispered over crackling fires. The village was the only thing there was—that, and the bristling wilderness.

Verga’s education had no room for science or history. She learned how to cut down trees and how to make camps, how to kill animals and light fires, how to keep the frostbite from turning her fingers and toes into blackened corn-husks. She learned basic math and literacy so outsiders couldn’t trick her, and she learned to distrust people, and to distrust nature, because both would always be looking for ways to gain the upper hand. However, if given the choice, she felt most at home in the forest, preferably in the wintertime, when the snow made everything peaceful and hushed. One day, far in the future, she would emerge onto the world stage as a renowned martial artist, but even as an adult with years of experience in the outside world, she could never feel comfortable in urban areas, or among crowds.

In Verga’s world, your worth was determined by the weight you pulled, and no one pulled more weight than Verga Ilgraven. Though her neighbors were never the affectionate type, and most exchanges, even with family, were short and gruff, she was always appreciated for her natural abilities. Verga had been born with a unique condition, siniydusha, the blue ki, which endowed her with enormous innate strength, and grew faster than any normal ki. By the time she was sixteen, Verga could carry more firewood than any man in the village, and could endure biting cold that would glue even the hardiest lumberjack to the fireplace. Each year her strength swelled. But it was never enough; the more powerful she grew, the more Verga wanted. During excursions, she would stray farther and farther into the wilderness. If she could, she stayed away from the village, which began to seem unbearably small. One day, when she was 19, a hunting expedition took Verga to the very edge of the valley. Without giving it any conscious thought, she just kept walking.

For over a year Verga traveled east through thick, unforgiving wilderness. She was searching for something, and she didn’t know what, not exactly, but she knew she wouldn’t have found it back in her old valley. She fought off beasts, and she fought off the elements. Even with her prodigious strength, it was a grueling ordeal. More than once Verga sat beneath the trees, staring up at the sky, dizzy with exhaustion and starvation and certain she was going to die.

The handful of towns she passed slowly filled in the gaps in her knowledge of the world—she was in Siberia, which was a part of Russia, and, the few times her power was brought to light, they called her strannik: a Nomad. Eventually, after months in the wild, she reached the Chinese border.

After a run-in with border patrol, Verga would embark on a two-week string of misunderstandings, miscommunications, and several fights, before she was ultimately scooped up by a local tai chi master. He took notice of both her raw potential and her lack of affiliation to any competing nation or martial arts school, and was quick to recruit her.

Verga’s new master would aid her in obtaining Chinese citizenship, and teach her the local languages. And during the next three years, she found exactly what she had wanted for so long—training, purpose, and power. She would study tai chi and, eventually, arnis, and begin to learn more and more about this strange new world beyond Siberia.

Tai chi did not agree with her at first, Verga’s hard, inflexible personality making the fluid, changeable martial art a frustrating challenge. Years passed. Verga worked, and worked, and at some point that work paid off. Her blue ki grew, ravenously. After only a shocking five years of training, she used her natural gifts to equal her master himself. Success met her in multiple local tournaments, and she was soon something of a small celebrity. Pride, power, success—Verga had all of these in no small supply, and she was drunk on them. She even began developing her own martial arts style—tai chi and arnis weren’t enough, it seemed. As with everything in life, Verga would not be satisfied with what things were when she could see so clearly what they could be.

Verga was not stupid, however, and sometime after leaving her old workshop she realized it took more to survive in the outside world than flashy martial arts. With this in mind, Verga enrolled in a local university at the age of 25.

It was at school that she became acquainted with Runsu Ryuga, a Japanese exchange student. Verga rarely had strong feelings when it came to other human beings who, in most cases, either confused or alarmed her, but she wasted no time in deciding she felt, openly and mightily, a strong hatred for this boy.

Runsu was from money, and it showed. His clothes, his laptop, his car, and of course his bragging. Like Verga, he had quite the ego, though where Verga was reserved, and preferred to speak with actions, not words, Runsu was all talk. Unfortunately, he too was an aspiring nomad, and Verga soon found he had the bite to back up his bark.

Runsu would be the first person to ever challenge Verga. Sometimes they sparred, and sometimes Verga would win. Her raw ki reserves providing a slight edge over the skill-oriented Runsu, but if she did beat him, she would be challenged for it. Often, Runsu would win. These wins burned the skin of her pride like frostbite. When he mocked her for her strange habits, her accent, her grades, it killed Verga to know that any punch she threw at him could be matched by one just as strong.

In academics, Verga was hopelessly behind her other classmates. While Runsu was only a middling student, he was studious enough to stay ahead of her, and his successes in the face of her failures frustrated Verga in a way only her early years in tai chi could rival. She channeled her anger into her work, and sometimes into her fists during sparring matches. The rivalry between Verga and Runsu would reach a peak during one clash in the spring semester when, after gaining the upper hand, Verga lost her temper, and her rival was very nearly killed. All Verga’s frustration poured out of her just then, her confusion at the strange new world she lived in, her hatred for the industrialized inner city, her frustration with her own academic progress, her loathing of Runsu—all of it. Eventually, she pulled back, not knowing or caring if Runsu was still alive. Then, she did something she couldn’t have explained, just like she couldn’t have explained why she kept walking all those years ago, when she left her village for good. Picking him up, Verga took Runsu to a local hospital.

She allowed doctors to extract her own ki for healing. For some reason, the thought of him dying, and her being responsible, drove a deep, uncomfortable spike through her belly.

She was there when he woke up. There wasn’t much to say. Uncomfortable, unhappy, half-wishing she had left him to die, Verga left. She would return only once afterwards, to drop off a bag of pao after the local streetcart accidentally gave her extra. Later, Runsu confided in her that she was the only person to visit him while he was hospitalized. Parents were too busy, he said. What about your friends? she’d asked. He shrugged.

It wouldn’t be long before Verga realized the sickly feeling that had been following her since the fight was guilt. She felt guilty. It was unfamiliar, ugly territory she wanted nothing to do with, but apparently that wasn’t an option. Runsu, for his part, seemed more reserved around her. There weren’t any more taunts, at least.

It took time, but eventually the two took to talking. Runsu, despite whatever he said before, was quickly fascinated by Verga’s stories of her upbringing, and listened raptly to her descriptions of traditional Siberian fairy tales and folklore. Verga eventually found Runsu was the only person she was comfortable asking simple questions that, prior, she had been too embarrassed to ask her master. They began to confide in each other. Their old egos, both injured by that unhappy fight, began to swell again. They trained together, they studied together, and before long they were dating.

It felt, to two young adults, both in their own ways unfamiliar with the realities of the outside world, that they were at their peak, the top of the world. Their feats in tournaments brought them modest fame, but to them, modest fame felt like the most glorious thing in the universe.

Both were interested in refining their own, unique takes on martial arts, and their arguments over whose was better were ultimately settled by a strange, alien thought—what if we had a child? They could teach that child everything they knew. A legacy worthy of their talents (and egos), a trophy that would combine the best of both of them, together, united. This was only an idle thought, and they didn’t start actively trying for a kid so much as they stopped actively avoiding it. After all, even without condoms, it could be months, maybe even a year, before anything happened. But within two weeks, Verga was pregnant. Under encouragement from Runsu, she decided to follow through with it.

Not long into her pregnancy, Verga decided she wouldn’t return for her second year of university, and, with more than a little dissatisfaction, moved away from her more strenuous training. Runsu visited regularly. They had arguments over the child’s name, of course, both wanting a name to reference themself over their partner. Verga developed a bit of cabin fever, cut off from her training, but she endured. A checkup in the first trimester told them they would have a girl. A checkup during the second trimester told them their child would be born with Senshinōben.

It was a hereditary disease, one that drastically stagnates life energy. The baby would be pitifully weak from the moment she was born, with minimal ki reserves. If she was born at all, that is—the baby’s chance of survival was incredibly slim. A doctor hesitantly gave the option of an abortion, though this wasn’t something Runsu or Verga were ready to hear.

The two tried to talk about it, afterwards, but talking was never their strong point, even at the best of times. Learning their child would likely miscarry was nothing they were prepared for, and the two realized, privately and separately, that they were still very young, and there was so much outside of their abilities. They ended up arguing, and things probably would’ve gone better if they hadn’t said anything all.

Runsu didn’t visit as often, afterwards. From the way he talked when he did come by, you would think Verga wasn’t pregnant at all. He made no acknowledgement to her pregnancy, or the Senshinōben, and when Verga tried to press him he stammered and dodged and half-answered, and usually left early. Verga felt spite germinating inside her, like a spiky, armored creature squeezed between her organs, imagining Runsu going to classes, pretending she didn’t exist. She had always known he was the weak one. She began consulting with doctors on the possibility of an abortion, but something—stubbornness, fear, pride—held her back from committing. Still, while Verga stewed in her apartment alone—her belly round and full, her thoughts dark and unhappy—the ‘A’ word floated regularly through her head, though it always drowned below the sea of bitterness inside her before it could take root. She had Runsu’s number, but after the first few days, stopped texting, stopped calling, and would not respond to his few attempts to reach out.

As well-known and successful martial artists, the two had funds for extensive medical care and consultation. Eventually, it was decided to remove the baby by caesarian section, and place it in a heavily monitored sustainment tank. The surgery was a success, but the baby’s condition remained uncertain. Runsu avoided the hospital and Verga completely, and made no appearance. When the child finally stabilized, it was time for Verga to figure out what it would be called. Runsu failed to show, which Verga told herself was inevitable, but it didn’t stop the angry disappointment that flickered through her as she held her baby, alone. The child would take her surname, ‘Ilgraven.’ On the paperwork, feeling all those weeks of spite and anger come boiling over, Verga jotted down ‘Shippai’ in a burst of impulse. It was a Japanese word, her husband’s language, and it translated to ‘failure.’ Shippai Ilgraven would be her daughter’s new name. When Runsu found out, they shouted, then they fought. This one was a stalemate. Bloodied, bruised, Verga went to the car to take little Shippai out of the back seat, while Runsu stormed off.

If mastering tai chi was difficult, figuring out how to care for a baby was something else entirely. Verga was in and out of the house, constantly, always in need of new supplies, new clothes, new diapers. Shippai needed weekly check-ups, as her Senshinōben persisted in weakening the baby’s already delicate body. Verga had no idea what was right or wrong when it came to raising this tiny, squealing, fragile creature. Then, when Shippai was half a year old, Runsu returned. To Verga’s enormous surprise, he was back to apologize. She, of course, would not and could not forgive him, but he was there to help, and Runsu couldn’t refuse.

Runsu, likely with the thought of his own parents haunting his mind, did his best to stay by Shippai’s side at all times. He took off from university as well. Verga, who tried to care for the girl best she could, felt guilt for the second time in her life, this time over the child’s name, not to mention a certain amount of wounded pride over her daughter and heir carrying such a shameful moniker. Not that she ever said these things out loud, of course. Runsu was no longer the handsome boy she confided in, all those months ago. To the public, of course, it was a sweet little picture—two famous martial artists raising a child together. News of their strife would not reach the tabloids.

But as Shippai began to walk, and speak, the two began training her. Verga was determined to have this child throw off her name, her disease, to fight through and conquer it. Maybe if she did, all Verga’s past pain and confusion would be vindicated. Or, maybe, the guilt would go away.

Where Verga was a cold wall, pushing Shippai silently to grow no matter the cost and holding the girl at arm's length, Runsu was a constant fire, always telling her to do better, to be better, a fixture at Shippai’s side.

Meanwhile, no longer pregnant, Verga returned to her own training. To her frustration, the meteoric growth of her teens had slowed down, and her ki would grow only at a normal rate now that she approached her thirties. Still, it was good to be fighting again, seriously. But her martial arts seems hollow now. She continued to fine tune her blend of tai chi and arnis, which she now dubbed ‘Tikhiyvolna,’ the Tranquil Wave. She garnered attention in local tournaments, and imitators of her technique began to crop up, enough to gain her little experiment in martial arts proper respect as its own school, and, for herself, the title of Tikhiyvolna Master. But the limits of punches and kicks and self-defense seemed so small in the face of the struggles of the last few years. It was like being back in her old village again, surrounded by trees, unsatisfied by the smallness of the world. Verga hated that no matter her skill, no amount of martial arts could take away her powerless to situations like miscarriage, and broken hearts, and crying babies.

Whatever she did, whatever she said, Verga loved her daughter. She didn’t know what to make of that, of course, and, on some level, it disturbed her. But those few moments when she would play with the girl, show her how to build little towers out of wood blocks, or how to make twig dolls like the ones her parents made, or laugh while Shippai roared like a movie monster and knocked over her buildings—Verga was happy. But it didn’t make the guilt go away, or the pain, and having to deal with happiness and unhappiness at the same time felt more confusing than unhappiness on its own. And even if she loved her, love isn’t enough. If anything, it made Verga’s actions worse—a mother may be cold and heartless, and that’s a simple, understandable evil, but a mother who loved her daughter—she should’ve known better.

Verga and Runsu were not good parents. They pushed their daughter to reach the stars, and when she couldn’t, when the reality of the Senshinōben beat her back down, they, either consciously or subconsciously, would blame Shippai. Runsu would lose his temper and shout, Verga would go cold as stone and speak only curt, harsh indictments. Eventually, the tiny shred of goodwill that had built up with Runsu’s return fell away. They argued, and argued, and argued, and Shippai cowered on the sidelines.

When Shippai was seven, the two took their daughter to Japan, where Verga hoped to put her through survival training like what she endured in Siberia. On the way, as they often did, Shippai’s parents fought, and fought. In the airport. In Japan. Up in the mountains. While they walked the hiking trail, Runsu finally succeeded in pulling Verga’s trigger with a comment about her taking his future from him, and suddenly her icy sniping became vicious shouting. She ordered Shippai to wait for them by a bench on the hiking trail, and told Runsu that she was done. Done with him, done with Shippai, done with all of it.

That broke through his bluster. But what about Shippai? We can’t leave her here.

I can, said Verga. If you want to raise a child on your own, be my god damn guest.

She marched off down the path, and Runsu tried to follow her. By the mountain base, they came to blows. For the first time in a very long while, Runsu was victorious, but he must not have felt victorious, because when Verga met his gaze, beaten and gasping for breath beneath a Japanese fir, he turned, and he fled. Verga knew her daughter was waiting for her up in the mountains. But she couldn’t return. Not to China, and not to Shippai, not to Runsu. Once again, Verga was marching off into the wilderness, alone.

For the next fifteen years, Verga sought only the hard and tangible. She sought power. She sought anything that would keep her from powerlessness. She sought something clear and simple, and something that she was actually good at. And Verga was very good at amassing power. She let her martial arts skills go rusty as the benefits of her blue ki slowed with age, and instead spent her time scouring the corners of Asia for ancient ki techniques derived from old powers and terrible sorceries. She might occasionally participate in tournaments, a way of maintaining her fortune, but other than that Verga Ilgraven faded from the public scene. The thought of people, always somewhat uncomfortable to Verga, even at the best of times, was now downright frightening to her. Power had been her first love, and, she now realized, it should have been her only.

In the last few months, noting her loss in a recent tournament, Verga has decided to begin work again with her martial arts skills, and has quietly returned to the city in order to find sparring partners. She keeps on a straight face, deflects questions about her daughter, and hides admirably her great distaste for almost every single thing about the busy cities of Japan.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Verga spent much of the last fifteen years tracking down, learning, and refining some of the most dangerous ki-attacks known to martial arts. She fights with a balance of these attacks alongside her own martial arts prowess, generally using her special techniques to beat down the enemy with raw aggression, then closes in and finishes them off with her martial arts.

Her martial art style, Tikhiyvolna, is based on her studies of Chinese tai chi and Filipino arnis, and focuses on control and adaptability. Verga is an aggressive fighter by nature, but her martial arts style is ultimately more suited to waiting, reacting, and controlling, and while she is the inventor of Tikhiyvolna, it’s techniques are not suited towards her natural disposition, and she relies almost entirely on her ki abilities for direct offense. While still skilled, Verga has grown rusty as a Tikhiyvolna practitioner, and currently seeks to refine her old skills again.

Because Verga pursued only the most powerful techniques, almost all of her specials require enormous amounts of ki to function, and her body can only sustain a certain number of ‘shots’ before requiring a lengthy recharge time.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Singularity

The world folds inward towards Verga, and a powerful gravitational pulse draws a single target towards her. The Singularity can move at ranges between twenty to a hundred feet, but cannot draw a target all the way towards her. Verga cannot perform any other kinds of ki-techniques while the Singularity is active, and, if it misses, it will take about twenty seconds for gravity to settle down enough to reuse the attack. Targets do not have their movements inhibited as they are drawn towards Verga. The reach of the Singularity appears as a multicolored rippling in the air, and, while extremely fast, it is possible to dodge.

Singularity is her only special move without a shot limit.

Another side effect of the Singularity is that it pins Verga in place while it’s active, allowing her to counter other, similar distance-grapples by using Singularity on another random target and locking herself in place. However, it also means she can't use Singularity while on the move.

■ Time Warp

Verga uses both hands to swing a massive ax-headed blade of ki that folds time as it passes. Time Warp has medium range, but the spread of the attack is quite large—the blade itself is the size of a small car—and can travel about ten feet before dissipating. Targets hit by a Time Warp temporarily receive a small drop in speed, as their body’s passage through time is inhibited. Time Warp has three shots per hour, and is Verga's preferred attack.

■ Gravity Lens

A powerful shielding move that warps incoming attacks around Verga, and exerts a violent outward push and downward weight on all nearby objects. It takes huge, ki-infused power to shatter the Lens, though its defense isn’t impenetrable. Gravity Lens has two shots per hour, though if shattered, becomes more difficult to use again too soon.

■ Aether Field

A vicious scythe of light that moves at high speeds. With middling damage, the Aether Field is Verga’s weakest attack, but it has long range and moves extremely quickly—Verga’s most versatile move. She can grab onto the Field’s tail end and use it to close distances quickly. Aether Field has two shots per hour.

■ Paradox

Verga phases her body through dimensions, allowing her to dash at extreme speeds by flickering through spacetime. Paradox has two shots per hour.

■ Supernova

A luminous ki attack that spreads out from Verga as a thick, rippling wave of stardust and superheated energy. The Supernova has wide reach and spread, and can dizzy opponents with the strength of its light. Supernova has one shot per hour.

■ Black Hole

Verga hurls a projectile of crackling gravity, then detonates it at will. When a Black Hole detonates, anything loose within ten feet is sucked towards it and dealt crushing gravity damage. Once they reach the center, the target immediately goes free. However, Verga is also affected by this attack, and has to time the Black Hole to ignite while she herself is out of range. If succesfull, it can interrupt combos and create an enormous hole in an enemy's tempo, opening them up to further attacks. Black Hole has one shot per hour.

■ Dark Matter

A powerful, invisible attack that warps space and time as it moves. Dark Matter has medium range, high damage, and is exceptionally dangerous due to giving little physical warning before striking a target. Dark Matter is one of Verga's strongest attacks, and has one shot per day.

■ Antiparticle

Igniting the atoms themselves, Verga unleashes a massive, highly destructive blast that overwhelms everything it touches with an oppressive cold heat. Antiparticle is Verga’s single strongest attack, bar none, but it is a short range move that requires Verga be within punching distance of her target. Antiparticle has one shot per five days.

SUPER MOVES

■ Harmonic Release

A technique Verga developed using tai chi principals of balance and rhythm. Verga overrides the limits of her body, pushing her natural abilities right over the brink. Adrenaline and oxytocin production skyrocket, her heartbeat slows while each beat pounds like the world’s largest drum, and Verga gains a dramatic, supernomadic increase in movement speed, reaction time, and hit strength, as well as endurance to extreme temperatures. This is an entirely physical, martial technique, and does not rely on ki. However, it will only last for about five minutes, and once it wears off her speed and strength are halved for the immediate future.

Unlike her daughter’s Full Release, a move that forces the body into overdrive like a screaming taskmaster whipping an unwilling servant, Verga’s Harmonic Release seeks to breach human limitation through symphonic balance between mind and body, and, while exhausting, does not inflict as serious harm on the user as the Full Release.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

While Verga’s ki attacks are enormously powerful, their raw power is also their greatest downside. Verga has pursued only the most dangerous of techniques during her quest for power, and, as a result, most of her special moves have a limited number of ‘shots’ before her body can no longer sustain them, and she must act conservatively against stronger foes, something that doesn’t come naturally to Verga due to her pride. In addition, almost none of her abilities can safely be used in closed in spaces, like hallways, and are difficult to use without harming allies. This also means she has a certain lack of versatility, as her abilities cannot be easily fine tuned or controlled—they operate at either 0%, or 100%, with no middle-ground.

If her abilities are spent, she has to rely on martial arts, and, while more than competent, her style focuses on self-defense, and isn’t appropriate for the shows of aggression and power that Verga relies on by nature.

OTHER

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Verga’s old fascination with fame has faded in the last twenty years, and she now has a very low opinion of it, and people who seek it out.

Katsuo Ketsueki

"Heh, not bad, but you'll have t'do more than that t'match me!"

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⦋ 18 || Japanese || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Standing with a tincture of valor in his dark blue eyes, Katsuo stands at about 5'9," a bit below average for what you might expect out of a nomad, but that can be overlooked for... certain reasons. To add onto his rather unassuming appearance, he does have a rather average build, flat midsection with some difficulty in telling if he has any muscles at all. While he does stand upright, for the most part, he walks with a slight slouch. His clothes seem rather ordinary as well, wearing a slick black jacket with white stripes and indents here and there, with some fluff at the collar as well. The rest of his clothes don't stand out, with a plain white t-shirt underneath, some black pants and shoes to complete the style. Other than his confident and haughty smile and his obvious Japanese accent, the biggest thing that stands out is his sword. It's nearly as large as him and is a lot heavier than what the average could wield. Some parts of it seem chipped away, yet it holds a sharpened edge to it all, seemingly pulsing with energy, glowing red from time to time.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

= Confident
= Excitable
= Idealistic to a fault
= Pompous
= Relaxed (Most of the time)
= Shallow
= Stubborn
= Tendency to white knight

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Myths recount of many things, such as the tales and triumphs of figures who when on a spanning journey to return home, or the trickery of creatures that would inspire fear or lessons into the hearts of others, however there is one story that has been lost to time. Long ago, legends tell of a fabled sword that was wielded by a warrior and his descendants that would fall any enemy that was unfortunate to come across time and time again.

With each passing generation, the sword would become bathed in myriads of blood to the point where it was sopping wet with the crimson hue. As a result of the mixture of the blood bought with the lives of enemies, the blade began to develop powers and grow into its own being. It held an insatiable bloodlust that would only extend to its victims if they lacked the willpower to control it, forcing them to tame it through absorbing a specific amount of blood. Many lacked the strength of mind and soon it became lost to the sands of time.

Fast forward to me, Katsuo, a normal Japanese highschooler into his second year. Life was... decent I suppose with your typical family of four - dad, mom, a younger sister, and I. Life in high school was pretty friggin' great for the most part to the point of sheer perfection. I wasn't the top student across all classes, sure, but I was always expected to be in the top ten by my peers.

Participated in a couple of clubs as well, ranging from being Captain of the Kendo Club, a member of the Occult, Singing, and Anime Club, and even was a part of the student council. Never decided to go for President since I fear my perfect charisma wouldn't allow another person to be elected for the entirety of my semesters here! I did participate in a bit of track as well, though that was one of my weaker areas I would say.

Honestly, life got boring pretty fast, as not only did I have a set schedule, but I was always surrounded by chicks who would fawn over me. Jeez, I like the attention, but y'gotta tone it down sometimes, you know? Doesn't matter if you're cute or sexy. Regardless, I was strained for any sort of reprieve from this boring life was interrupted by a sudden visit from Aunt Camila, an anthropologist of sorts.

She claimed to have discovered the sword of their descendants and how a mystic (a fortune-teller, not one of those cute nekomata's at my school) foretold of a prophecy which I was shown wielding this weapon. The prophecy was a bit vague, but it basically surmounted to me repelling a great evil and saving the world. However, in using the sword, I would have to end up making a pact with it to satiate it with the blood of fallen enemies, which should be easy since I was attacked by multiple villains trying to shut me down before I could grow strong enough to fulfill my destiny.

So I spent the rest of my high school years not only dealing with the stresses of hot chicks and normal life, but fighting off evildoers while training under my master... god bless his soul. Regardless, with my high ki levels, training completed in about one and a half years, as well as my graduation, I'm heading out to prevent this evil from destroying our world.

Wish me luck, though I'm damn sure I don't need it!

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Blinking, he began looking over the notebook once more, smiling to himself as he tapped a pencil at his lips, passing by many people who glanced over at Katsuo. Most of them made a few comments, keeping to themselves as they shrugged and continued walking out of the airplane terminal. He then beamed to himself before closing the notebook with a satisfying thwack as he lightly jogged towards the congregating group of Nomads.

Time for him to shine.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

The only real training he has is from swinging this heavy ass sword around. Most of it is seemingly self taught with some of the basics nailed down, albeit nervously. Focusing more on overwhelming power, he uses his sword and slightly above nomad average amount of ki to try and slice at opponent with as much power as he can possible, albeit crudely and clumsily to a certain extent. He lacks any sort of fighting style and hasn't done a whole lot of research on how to really put it to proper use, but hell, it's badass! Along with that, he seems to switch between three different "stances," if you could call them that, unwillingly due to his sword. Depending on how much damage he deals or soaks up allows him to progress into different "stances," changing his defensive fighting style to one where he becomes no different than a bloodthirsty beast. So to summarize, think of a knight and berserker and how they might seemingly fight... this also may or may not reflect on a sudden change in his personality.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Executioner

Katsuo rushes forward, slashing his sword horizontally at the opponent. Under a specific circumstance, if Katsuo manages to hit his opponent's throat, this attack will do twice as much damage, as well as double his blood build up from it.

■ Penetrating Toss

Lunging forward, Katsuo grits his teeth as he stabs the tip of his blade into the opponent. He then proceeds to put all his power into this attack and slice upwards into an uppercut. This launches the opponent off of his blade and into the air.

■ Purge

Slowing down and taking a deep breath, Katsuo grasps the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, closes his eyes, and holds the fuller close to his body. He then remembers his true goals, casting aside his more... bloodthirsty thoughts. Not only does this keep him from losing himself, it also alters what stance he is in. If he is Blood Born he goes down to Blood Thirst and so on. It has no effect once he is in a Blood Starved state and does not work the other way around (e.g. making him go from Blood Starved to Blood Thirsty and so on).

■ [Blood Starved] Dark Signal

Focusing all of his might into his sword, making it glow a dark shade of crimson, he braces himself for the next attack made by his opponent. If the opponent attempts to strike at him when he does this, Katsuo immediately retaliates by parrying the the opponent with his large blade and striking them. This doesn't deal as much damage as Executioner when it strikes the neck, but it does deal more damage than a regular Executioner strike.

■ [Blood Starved] Tricky Weapon

Seemingly going in an overhead arc, Katsuo quickly switches the way he is holding it in midair and smashes the pommel of the blade against the opponents head. While this does stun them, it destabilizes them as well, making them easier to hit for the black swordsman.

■ [Blood Thirsty] Bloody Maria

Stabbing the ground with his sword, Katsuo surges his ki into the sword, causing an explosion of blood around him. While this does little to no damage, it knocks opponents down, as well as leaves them coated in a thin layer of blood. If an opponent steps into the blood, they will slip over and fall down. Only one blood puddle can appear on the battlefield at a time.

■ [Blood Thirsty] Crossbleed Slash

Katsuo runs forward, slashing the enemy from side to side twice in and X formation. If they are covered in any sort of blood, they will end up bleeding out, resulting in damage over time for the adversary; along with that, the layer will be removed upon being hit with this attack.

■ [Blood Born] Blood Letter

Arcing his sword above him, Katsuo strikes the bloodied blade down onto the opponent, slamming them into the ground. After ten seconds, the opponent will suddenly cough up a bit of blood, in which during this time, they will take damage over time for a short bit and their defense will be decreased in the process.

■ [Blood Born] Leeching Mongrel

Utilizing his ki in tandem with his sword, he rushes forward, jamming his hand into his opponents chest before swiftly utilizing this power to turn it into a bloody looking claw. This causes the opponents to feel not only a sharp pain in their chest, but when he tears it out, blood will explode everywhere the opponent will feel a bit woozy as a result of extracting blood from them during the attack. No gashes will be left, but they will still take damage and attack damage will be sapped just for a bit. If utilized on a person covered in Vile Blood, instead of lowering the damage dealt to Katsuo, it will deal double damage.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Blood Born] Beyond the Abyss

As if he's about to use his ability Purge, Katsuo performs the same thing as he would during it, taking a deep breath, holding the fuller close to his chest, and taking a deep breath. However, as soon as he breathes out, his eyes suddenly open, his gaze a mixture of rage but also of a strange sort of calm. Swiftly, he stabs the tip of the blade at his opponent, leaving them in a stunned state for the duration of this super if not dodged or blocked, but not before yelling "This blade of mine boils with an awesome power!" He then uses Penetrating Toss, shouting "It's searing edge tells me to defeat you!" While they are descending, his sword radiates with bloody power and grows in size before Katsuo performs a spin attack on the opponent, crying out "TAKE THIS! MY LOVE, MY ANGER, AND ALL OF MY SORROW!" for the duration of the attack. He then quickly jumping back and performing a front flip and slashing the opponent with all his might, giving one last howl of power "BEYOND THE ABYSS!" This completely resets him to Blood Starved.

*He may or may not say the dialogue that appears here.

■ [Blood Thirsty] Soul of Chaos

As if he's about to use his ability Purge, Katsuo performs the same thing as he would during it, taking a deep breath, holding the fuller close to his chest, and taking a deep breath. As soon as he finishes, parts of his body begin to randomly glow a scarlet shade. Temporarily, he becomes a fast as he would be in his Blood Born state, as well as gaining high defense as with his Blood Starved state. This slowly fades over time, however there is something additional to go along with this - he gains access to all his moves for the duration of this super.

The moves he utilizes during this super will result in him being either put into his Blood Starved or Blood Born state at the end of this; if he relies on Blood Starved attacks or attacks with no state attached to it, then it will count towards him ending up in his Blood Starved state. If Katsuo utilizes Blood Thirsty or Blood Born attacks, that will count towards him becoming Blood Born. Incidentally enough, he cannot use Purge at all during this state.

■ [Blood Starved] The Vile Blood

As if he's about to use his ability Purge, Katsuo performs the same thing as he would during it, taking a deep breath, holding the fuller close to his chest, and taking a deep breath. However, as soon as he breathes out, he instantly opens his eyes which are glowing a bright shade of red before instantly stabbing himself. This deals a good amount of damage to himself and immediately makes him Blood Born. This isn't the end of the move as he will swiftly ripping the sword out of him and launching a Vile Blood wave at the opponent. If it hits them, it barely does any damage, but it soaks them in Vile Blood and makes their movements slow for a short amount of time, as well as grant the user the ability to regain health every time he deals damage to them. The time to regain health also does have a set window as well, though it does last longer than the slow.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

One of the major downsides to his fighting style is that he cannot access all his moves at once and is forced to play it by the ear when going from one state to another. Moreover, he can only change his state in a few ways, one of which is through Purge, which lowers his "blood" level. The other way he does this is through dealing damage or taking damage, which inadvertently increases his "blood" level.

Continuing along with his forms, each of them give him weaknesses to match the benefit; his Blood Starved state gives Katsuo high defense, but he lacks speed in this given form. When he transgresses into his Blood Thirsty state, his defense and speed become equal, making it so that he becomes a jack of all trades, but master of none. And finally, when he becomes Blood Born, his speed increases but he takes more damage in this state due to his defense become abysmal. There is also the fact that his personality alternates as well, but that's better done than said.

To follow up, while he does dynamically change during the battle and hits very hard, Katsuo has the tendency to overestimate his capabilities and act smug... a lot. Along with that, he has a sort of a romanticized predisposition, which means he may try to interject himself into specific situations and possibly make things a lot worse, especially when it comes to women. And most of all, from the way he fights, it looks like he lacks finesse and seemingly doesn't have a lot of substantial training.

OTHER

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■ He seems to carry around a notebook with him in his satchel. Has different scribbles in Japanese, as well as a page with his name in it and details over myriads of things. Along with that, it seems he has drawn chibis of himself using the weapon.
■ Seems to be a huge fan of the Soulsborne Series, as some moves he has written down in his notebook seem to be based off of the games.
■ Along with that, he seems to write small excerpts in the remaining space he has, ranging from short stories to journal entries.
■ Whoever makes a pact with the sword he wields will end up having their ki levels spiked; an example being is if a regular person made a pact, their ki would be boosted to levels similar to your average nomad.

Gabriel Bressol

"Good luck, you're gonna need it goin' up against me!"

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⦋ 25 || American || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Gabriel is a titan of a man, standing pridefully at 6'5" and is about 200 lbs of pure, solid muscle. His physical stature is athletic, as he sports the body of a gymnast or, as said by himself, a Herculean build. Among the many irregularities, normalcy still stands, whether its his rugged dark brown hair, a lightly tanned, almost sandy colored skin, and gray eyes... with glowing golden specks in them, not dissimilar to distance stars or the Earth's own sun. There are other... unusual characteristics when it came to his own looks.

He was born handsome, his own attractiveness teetering on the edge of impossibility... but Gabriel is genuine in his visage, yet he was too perfect to be real. It was as if he was painted on the canvas by Raphael, yet sculpted and given life by Michelangelo. Of course, this was completely intentional, being born as a designer baby as a part of a now depreciated, dilapidated rich family. He was meant to be physically alluring; they did want everything for their own child after all.

Of course, due to some... issues, he is forced to hide his breathtaking visage from the world, keeping everything, mainly his face, hidden behind hoodies, sunglasses, and so on. His muscular frame, on the other hand, is obscured by baggy clothing, though, it isn't too hard to tell he's a nomad, given his ki, and the fact that he covers his hands in ivory colored hand wraps.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

⍟ Casual
⍟ Competitive
⍟ Conceited
⍟ Eccentric
⍟ Energetic
⍟ Friendly
⍟ Hedonistic
⍟ Immature
⍟ Tough
⍟ Uncooperative

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

The Cold War, known frequently for the tension and rivalry between the U.S. and the Soviet Union, as well as the threats of nuclear war, espionage, and myriads of other items. Both nations always vying for power, fighting not with guns but with money, propaganda, and so much more. While everyone paid attention to the ensuing conflict that came with the Space Race and Korean War, just to give a few examples, a much more subtler development was occurring somewhere in the U.S.

In 1953, just two years before the launch of the satellite Sputnik 1, the U.S. began looking into getting an edge in this war, via superior genetic development by possibly creating Super Soldiers. During this time, Nomads weren't as globally popular as they were in the 2000's, but they did still merited the wonders of researchers and scientists looking to see if they could replicate not only the strengths Nomad's had and their high ki, but looking into creating them with higher functioning brainpower.

In their heads, if they developed smarter and stronger people, they would not only have an edge physically, but be able to out-develop the Russians rapidly. Of course, this wasn't without two underlying issues that followed. For starters, the Soviet's did manage to get ahold of this technology during the beginning of 1955 and further more, one of the biggest events of the Cold War, the Space Race was about to occur.

How is this all relevant you might ask? The program for developing these Nomadic Super Soldier began to slow down in favor of much more broader pursuits, such as putting more funding into their Space Program, affairs such as the Bay of Pigs Invasion to name an example, took precedence over such a fantasy far from reach that the program was temporarily suspended. The Soviets on the other hand did not have the same issue and would go on to developing what would be known as Project: Lilith, with the name NIKA being later discovered by U.S. spies.

Fast forward about twenty-five or so years to around 1983, in which a frivolous rich family, known as the Bressols took to the stage of genetic development... or rather, funded it to say the least. Born to old money and supported by the small fortune inherited, Mr. Bressol came into learning about the genetic programming the U.S. was originally trying to undertake, but pulled out due to the funds. Out of self-interest and believing he would be lauded power, prestige, and more, he made an investment into this project, as well as made the demand that they would give their family the perfect child.

With multiple agreements being settled, they went on to create multiple tests, trying to keep this whole development in secret... which might of been a tad difficult due to the Bressol's tendency to gloat about it all, and their imaginative visions of what type of child they would be; they even had a name and gender prepared for him - he would be a boy known Gabriel... they were also a bit religious too by the by.

Of course, they did make other lucrative investments, such as hiring the "best" martial artist to train their son, sinking money into investing in the WMAF, and so on and so forth. However, it was during this time that they went into a great decline due to spreading themselves so thin that they struggled to keep up with their original investment. However, they were eventually reimbursed when the program declared that they would have conclusive results in the next few months or so, as well as details of the project. This caused the Bressols to spring into action, with Mr. Bressol swiftly impregnating Mrs. Bressol so they would be prepared for when the last results were in and they could prepare their child for the best they had to offer.

Later, in the year 1993, their perfect specimen, their trophy, their child, Gabriel, would be born. Even with their fading legacy, they made sure to give him everything they needed, grooming him not only to be the proper heir to their legacy, but a legendary Nomad. One who would exemplify (to them) the virtues of the United States and become a world wide hero. Of course, these delusions were sprinkled with humble bragging, letting rumors spread, and above all, molding Gabriel into the man he would eventually grow to.

However, there were consequences for leaking out such information.

This bragging, as well as involvement and attention hogging would eventually attract the attention of the organization known as KOSCHEI, the architects of the long running Project: Lilith. Even with the end of the Cold War years ago, tensions still remained at a high as they came to discover that they had managed to create the specimen known as Gabriel due to the Bressols. They surmised that this family must of had certain secrets due to their involvement, as well as possibly developing a possibly superior genetic being.

The organization took a venture to steal and possibly destroy this family, the organization developing these clones, as well as this so called Gabriel. The clone known as NIKA was given strict orders to take out the family and Gabriel first, as well as recover any sort of data they had before going for their rival organization and destroying the whole operation. In 2008, she took up the pseudonym of Marilyn Durand, and presented herself as a business woman from one of the companies in the US, taking an interest in Mr. Bressols project, as well as seducing the man to let her in so they could talk... business.

Of course, he fell for her trap, and was murdered alongside his wife. Once she found no information regarding the operation, aside from payments and the location, she was given orders to burn the damn house to the ground. She expected the young Gabriel to perish in the fire, but she was caught off guard when the fifteen year old Gabriel challenged her amidst the flames. She found it amusing and believed it to be an effortless fight.

Well, she was right about one thing. One solid hit was enough to not only cause her head and neck to snap back violently, but also sent her spiraling into the flames. Something about this power invigorated him, and inspired many emotions in him during the time. But with smoking filling the air, it was hard to concentrate on that as he rushed outside the manor, finding it all burning and broken with none of his parents in sight.

What happened to the young man during the following years was unknown. Most say he started his journey as a Nomad right then and there. Others say he sought the truth behind his conception. Hell, there were even rumors circulating that he was picked up by his Master and their organization to train the young man for their own nefarious ends.

But regardless of what happened, only he truly knows, stepping off the plane of his recent flight... to Zun.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Gabriel, while specializing mainly in close range combat, also utilizes a heavily Americanized version of Qigong, combining the Chinese aspects taught with American values and customs, even going so far as to base most of the ki-focused moves more on the meaning behind the colors of the American flag; he considers these attacks to be so strong that they could act as crippling blows. Along with that, his parents might of gone a bit overboard with designing their child, going so far as to give Gabriel the ability to control every muscle in his body if he wanted to.

Focusing more on the Qigong techniques he learned, the first was representative of the red on the flag - hardiness and valor. This was known as the Technique of Valor, which strengthens his physical form, as well as slows him down. The next form he learned was representative of the color white on the flag - innocence and purity. This was dubbed the Technique of Purity, which gives him the ability to concentrate his ki into a physical form and fire them as projectile(s), but at the cost of weakening the ki shielding him (i.e. he takes more friggin' damage). Finally, the last of the techniques he learned was representative of the blue on the flag - vigilance, preservation, and justice. This was named the Technique of Justice, which increases the speed at which he moves, but at the cost of less robust physical attacks.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

⍟ Star-Spangled Strike

Gabriel empowers a certain part of his body with ki, causing that specific area to cause more damage to the opponent or area. If he does not make contact with an opponent or object after twenty seconds, the area he charged with ki fades and will have to reapply it.

Uniquely, when applying it to his fists, he specifically targets the torso of his opponent, allowing him to, instead, get three hits off. When performing each of these strikes, these colors, starting with red, then white, and finally blue all erupt in a fiery explosion from the opponents back.

When applied to his feet, instead of doing a regular attack using them, he will automatically jump into the air and shoot downwards, feet first. Upon making contact either with the opponent or the ground, the area will erupt with a small explosion, following the prior colors of red, white, and blue.

⍟ Filibuster

Gabriel slowly empowers his lungs with ki before letting out a bellowing cry. While this does low damage, the main strength lies in its utility. It knocks opponents who are near him not only down, but backwards, as well as giving them a major headache. This can also be employed to dispel or knock down projectiles. Its main weakness is that he can't instantly use it, making it unreliable to constantly spam or when someone is already up in his face.

⍟ American Affinity

Gabriel focuses, physically, mentally, and spiritually attuning himself to one of his techniques, allowing to use these moves at their strongest form. However, doing this blocks him off from accessing his other techniques, at least until he either switches to it, or attunes himself to all techniques, reverting himself to his original attunement.

Techniques of Valor

⍟ Massachusetts Moonsault

Amassing strength in his lower body, Gabriel performs a backflip, launching himself high into the sky... or, at least above the ground or the nomad he's fighting (hopefully) and slamming stomach-first into the opponent. Can be used to punish opponents rushing headfirst into Gabriel in his normal or Valor form.

⍟ Counter-Terrorism

Just before the opponents move makes contact, Gabriel suddenly flexes his biceps, giving the opponent the bullhorns while performing this. Gabriel proceeds to take paltry damage from this attack, but gains a boost in damage for his next special. If the attack the opponent makes is physical, then afterwards, he latches onto the opponents limb with one of his arms before tossing them behind him like a rag-doll.

⍟ Mr. Olympia

Gabriel flexes on the opponent, striking a pose as he does so, his skin carbonizing in the process. This turns him into a walking, hulking, flesh-hardened tank, allowing him to brush aside most forms of damage for the next thirty seconds. While he does take a very, very low amount of damage, his speed becomes pathetically laughable until the effects wear off; you either have to be neglecting your surroundings or legitimately trying to get hit when he's like this.

Techniques of Purity

⍟ Ki-Four

Gabriel throws a small blob of ki onto the battlefield that shoots a beam of light at the opponent every ten seconds, up to a total of four times. If the victim approaches the small ball, he can detonate it, not only causing them to stumble if they are within the proximity, but cause the remaining amount of beams to rapidly shoot out and pierce the opponent.

⍟ Sharpshooter

Gabriel brings both of his hands together, forming a finger gun. Charging up energy into the tips of his fingers, he then proceeds to shoot out a piercing, white beam which can hit opponents at long ranges; usually great for ambushing, but not a whole lot outside of that.

⍟ First Aid Ki

Gabriel can either apply this attack to himself or another; if he performs this on a person besides himself, they will not suffer from the repercussions of this move. When used, he puts his hand on the target, imbuing them with his own ki, healing them for a medium amount of health. Of course, the move takes a long time to get off as he needs to keep completely still, as well as staying in contact with the target. While this does leave him vulnerable to attacks, even if he gets it off, he still isn't out of the woods yet. Regardless of whether or not he healed himself or another, he will take more damage for the duration of this move (i.e. 1.5x more damage; if he was doing something like blocking, he would take 0.75x damage).

Techniques of Justice

⍟ Patriotic Pummeling

Gabriel lets out a flurry of blows, arms becoming a complete blur as he pummels the opponent (think of Star Platinum when he's doing his signature ORA ORA).

⍟ Actus Reus

Gabriel becomes a tornado as he spins around, arms wide open, while rushing the opponent. Anyone caught by him will be forced to take a flurry of blows as an afterimage of three to five fists strike the opponent before he comes to a halt. Of course, keeping this up for too long will cause Gabriel to become dizzy, leaving him open to attacks for the next five seconds.

⍟ Subpoena

Gabriel launches himself forward at the opponent, leaving behind afterimages as he moves. Whether or not he makes contact with the opponent doesn't matter, as the "initial" strike deals no damage. Following that, if he does a specific punch or kick from range in this form, suddenly, an afterimage pops out near the opponent to strike them. This does around average to below average damage, but can disrupt the opponent.

SUPER MOVES

⍟ United Smash of America

Gabriel invokes the virtues of all three of his techniques, Valor, Purity, and Justice, as well as calling upon the energy of all those in the United States to lend him his power. Suddenly, his fist glows brightly as he rushes at his opponent with unparalleled speed. There's really only a short window to dodge, but if he makes contact, he will pump as much ki as he can into the attack, burying his fist into the persons gut. As the fist is buried into the victims gut, their back suddenly begins to glow red, white, and blue in the shape of the United States before suddenly not only being launched away, but having an explosion erupt from their back.

⍟ Little Boy

Gabriel invokes the virtues of all three of his techniques, Valor, Purity, and Justice, thrusting his arms up to the heavens, holding his hands wide open. Suddenly, a dense energy ball of ki forms above him as a glowing bright, white light that could probably blind opponents if they look to long at it. Suddenly, he throws down the radiant energy onto the battlefield, obliterating everything in the vicinity, save himself... expect collateral damage.

⍟ Justice Delayed

Gabriel invokes the virtues of all three of his techniques, Valor, Purity, and Justice, before taking a deep breath in. Suddenly, he rushes forward at the opponent, similarly to the United Smash of America attack, save he passes through the opponent, almost as if he was a ghost. If he manages to pass through his opponent, Gabriel will cross his arms before arrogantly stating "You're already dead." Suddenly, a barrage of afterimages pummels the opponent as Gabriel slowly walks away from the scene, not even bothering to watch.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

While he does have access to all his moves from the start (aside from Supers), they are all heavily weakened until he focuses on specific technique, allowing them to be used to their full potential, taking the term "jack of all trades, master of none" to a radicalized extreme. However, his "normal" specials are not affected by this falloff in damage, but they do change in speed, damage, and ki consumption when he does use a certain technique.

When utilizing his Techniques of Valor fully, his muscle mass, while allowing him to become stronger, also causes his attacks to become slower, as well as the time it takes for him to recover. So, swifter opponents should usually be able to take advantage of him whiffing and just dodging his attacks in general.

When utilizing his Techniques of Purity fully, he gains strong, ranged ki blasts, but turns him into a primarily ranged combatant. The main weakness of this form is that due to how draining the attacks are, they not only eat away at his physical stamina, but at the "invisible shield" most nomads have, causing him to take increased damage.

When utilizing his Techniques of Justice fully, his muscle mass decreases just a little, bit causing him to become a lean, mean, gymnast-like machine. As said, he becomes swifter in this form, but has a decrease in how much damage he does, forcing him to do hit and runs. Tankier characters can take his blows in this form without breaking a sweat.

OTHER

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N/A

[A Lowly Wretch]

Al Denton

Al Denton

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⦋ 20 || American || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Standing at around 6'2" and weighing one hundred and eighty two pounds his guy is sort of a tall lanky fellow with lean but dense muscle. He stands with a forward slouch and generally dresses down, his aim more for comfort than style. As a matter of fact he tries not to stand out by generally wearing plainer colors such as black, grey and white. Overall people who know him would describe him as a rather miserable looking guy. He rarely smiles and he keeps his eyes mostly down to the floor more often than not. His most identifying feature is his set of black fingerless gloves with blue straps.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

- Depressed.
- Pessimistic.
- Enduring.
- Serious.
- Shy.
- Caring.
- Principled.
- Always Thinking.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

History

From the beginning Allan's life was a hard one. He was raised an only son with only a mother to take care of him. From an early age his mother had to dedicate more time to the flower shop she ran in order to keep the family afloat. He only really ever saw his mother early in the morning before he went to school and even then she was much too busy to properly take care of him. He did everything himself since he was forced to take care of himself since his mother was simply too busy to help.

Life at school was no easier. Being as shy as he was he never really made any friends and many of the other students took great delight out of tormenting him as well as anyone else who was unlucky enough to not fit in. He learned very little in the classrooms but out in the playground he learned to be hard, to be tough and to survive. Needless to say the days of his life when he was supposed to be enjoying life and having fun were spent in misery, fear and social isolation. Still, despite all the terrible things the people around did to him he vowed never to become like his tormentors.

Many years of this life he spent like this, resolute on trying not to become the scum of the earth which he had to endure the company of in the hallways and streets. It was at this point he started to realize he had strange powers he wasn't aware of. He went to the places he usually went when he wanted to be alone, places no one else typically went to such as abandoned junk piles, abandoned buildings and the sort. Outside the prying eyes of his peers he practiced, examining these strange new abilities he could now wield. In these places he practiced, testing the boundaries of his strength and improving them. Even with these new gifts he still continued on with life, keeping the power he wielded as a secret only he knew.

As he came of age he figured he needed to pick up a career in order to feed himself and afford rent. He managed to score a job as a security guard at a mall. It was by no means a highly prestigious position but they were willing to hire him and it beat working as a fry cook. What was nice was that since he picked up the night shifts he was often times the only guard on shift. He'd find areas away from the cameras and work out, testing his powers in secrecy while at work. It was also nice because during the day he had time to train in hand-to-hand fighting, an additional means of better controlling his strength. Of course he was definitely careful to make sure not to use any of his powers while training lest he end up revealing his secret.

One late night while Al was busy doing curls with a vending machine he heard a strange noise coming from down the hall. He set the large soda dispenser back against the wall and started walking towards the source of the noise. He approached a strange curio shop full of all sorts of unusual miscellanea, trinkets and the sort. Inside he could see three figures approaching the entrance. One set of footsteps was heavy and hard while another was accompanied with the rattling of a chain. The third was normal.

When the intruders stepped out he was in for a surprise. The first guy looked like the usual street punk with long ratty hair, dragging along a long heavy looking chain. The second guy looked like some sort of high end CEO type of fellow, complete with pitch black slicked back hair and a suit that looked like it cost more than Al's yearly pay multiplied by ten but more worryingly were his eyes which were blazing with fire. The third guy was the most surprising, a huge man covered from head to toe in a suit of chitinous stark black insectoid armor, a pair of glowing red eyes peering out from the open slot in what seemed to be partly a helmet and partly a growth fused to his black skin.

"What the..." Al was rightly at a loss for words upon stumbling upon this band of intruders. The serious man in a suit simply raised his hand, pointing straight at him.

"Take him out." The man with the burning eyes commanded. Al's body barely had time to even tense as the hulking man in chitinous armor lunged forward immediately upon hearing the order. With a fist easily as large as Al's own head he smashed him with a straight punch to the chest, sending him flying back with the sheer force he hit him with. Sailing through the air Al's body hit the mesh gate in front of the grocery store, tore a hole straight through it and continued through until he crashed into the side of a line of shelves.

"Huh. They usually break." The armored man remarked as he looked to where Al had landed. He was slumped in the crater his back left on the shelf, food items scattered about the floor. His whole chest throbbed with pain and his breathing was labored. Still, despite the tremendous force of the blow his rib cage remained intact. There was still fight in him yet as he struggled back to his feet, attempting to gather his bearings.

"Haha! Looks like this night just got interesting!" The one who held the chain jubilated, the thrill of the fight sending a chill of excitement as he surged forward, his chain slithering behind him. Swinging the chain forward the linked line of metal suddenly became a whole lot more animated, whipping out towards Al who was still staggering from the previous blow. The long chain cut through the metal mesh in front of the store like it was tissue paper, lashing out and wrapping around Al's torso. Al attempted to grab the chain but before he could attempt to seize it the seemingly living metal launched up, driving his head into the ceiling before it slammed him down into the floor. The whole ground shook at the impact, leaving an Al shaped hole in the floor.

This was bad. He was just being slung around like a toy doll by this greasy street punk, cackling as he manipulated the chain to his every whim. The chain's hold on him was powerful like the grip of a titan, even for one as strong as he. There was little way he was going to loosen it's grip on him, not that it was giving him any real opportunity to as it ran his head down the shelves along an entire aisle. Thinking fast as he was real tired of being smashed into things he caught a loose glass jar of salsa. As the man wielding the chain reeled him in for a real beat-down Al pitched the jar as hard as he could at the guy's head.

Crash! The jar connected, shattering from the force of the impact. With a short note of surprise and pain the punk's head whipped back. The chain lost all strength as the body slumped to the floor, knocked cold. Before Al could rise to his feet however the armored man rushed over, arms raised to deliver a haymaker.

Al rolled out of the path of the blow just in the nick of time, sending chips of flooring and concrete up at him like shrapnel. Even as thrashed as he was the sharp debris failed to pierce his rock hard skin. Without a moment's pause he scrambled to his feet and started running away, the insectoid ogre of a man giving chase. Though Al was light and strong the larger man held a lot of momentum and was gaining on him. Seconds from being caught he made a sudden right, turning down and aisle and taking off. The armored attacker had more difficulty turning on a dime like Al did, the distance between them growing.

Despite this gap he grew with so much aisle to travel down Al realized he wasn't going to make it to the end before his pursuer could get to him. In a snap decision of desperation he skidded to a halt before leaping at the heavy pugilist, both legs out in a double kick at the guy. While the kick connected the force only served to briefly halt the man while Al simply fell to the floor, on his back once more. To keep the chitinous bruiser from descending upon him he attempted to kick the foe back but he simply swept Al's legs aside and started raining blows upon him.

Al had his arms tucked in a tight guard but each hit landed with enough force to drive him through the ground, a little deeper with each punch. That was not to mention the fact that he felt like he was getting hit by a speeding car with each punch he took. He knew that simply defending only meant that he was going to get killed, plain and simple. With that in mind he seized the brief moment after a strike where the man wasn't hitting him and lowered his guard, reaching down and grabbing hold of the man's black chitinous ankles. With a swift yank Al pulled himself in between the man's legs, his head slipping right below a blow meant for his face. Now behind the guy he swiveled on his back, facing his feet at the assaulter's back plates. Pushing off from his back he kicked the man's rear end, sending him tipping over onto his face.

It was a window to act. He was succeeding much better than he initially felt, what with one attacker down and the other now open for retaliation. He could of run then but he decided to try his hand and fight back. Quickly pushing himself up onto his feet he was about to seize the opportunity to strike back when something caught his eye. Right in his arms reach on the shelves next to him were jars of peanut butter. Now this would not be an interesting fact under any regular circumstances but in this case it was pertinent since his foe was armored. The likes of this guy's chitinous shell might rebuff his fists however peanut butter would definitely find it's way through the cracks in his protection.

Just as the armored man was rising to his knees in the process of standing up he looked up only to see plastic case of peanut butter rapidly approaching his face. Before he could intercept the object with his hands Al drove it right into his face. The package was ripped apart upon the harsh edges of the foe's face plates, the gooey light brown paste splattering through the brow guards into his eyes. Al leaned back, dodging a fast swat at him as the blinded fighter roared in inarticulate offense. This was it, the time to lay down some revenge pummeling.

Only for everything to suddenly light up. A beam of concentrated fire, about as large as Al's own body, burnt a hole through each and almost every object in it's path. Were he some ordinary human he'd be little more than charred dust at this moment. Thanks to his phenomenal defense however the stream of fire only served to completely immolate him, the heat blistering his skin.

This whole time the man with the burning eyes had been following his every move, watching him even through the many shelves and other obstacles. This was why they needed him, because once he sees someone he can always see where they are. The ability to incinerate all that he sees with fire was simply a pleasant side benefit.

At this point the man in armor was not important. The man with the chain nor even the man in the suit were important. The only thing that was important was the fire. He needed to put it out, nothing else at that moment mattered to him. Quite nearly flailing in agony Al ran for the nearest freezer and jumped into it, not even bothering to open the door as he simply crashed through the glass pane. Once inside he grabbed several buckets of ice cream and pressed them flat against himself, dousing the flames in ice cold cream. Once the worst of the fires were quelled he looked out to assess the situation.

The guy with the chain was starting to come out from his brief bout of unconsciousness and the armored man was still busy trying and failing to clear the peanut butter from his eyes since the chitinous plates around his fingers were too large to fit in his eye slot. The man in the suit however was still looking straight at him, the flames in his eyes growing with intensity. This wasn't a fight he was going to win. Even if he tried to stop the man in the suit from immolating him all over again the man with the chain was going to be rejoining the fight shortly and the armored man not long after him. Seeing no clear victory to be had he decided to take this momentary recess to escape.

Leaping from the freezer Al ran for the exit. Like a rabbit in pursuit his heart was beating rapidly as the adrenaline carried him forward, keeping him moving and holding back every sense that was pushing at the gates of his awareness to tell him he should stop moving and collapse. He bolted through the exit, tripping the silent alarm to the building as a result. This did not keep him however as he kept running, not pausing until his legs were on the verge of giving out beneath him. After the panic that gripped him had faded fatigue filled the void it had left, leaving Al with little other choice than to collapse into the nearest dumpster, resting upon bags of garbage until he was able to fight through the pain he was in and find the strength to dial a cab.

As the man with the chain's vision stopped spinning he held his head which throbbed with pain, looking about for the guard that dealt him the blow only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the man running through the exit. Before he could chase however the man in the suit extended an arm, holding him back.

"Hey, we just letting him go alive-like just like that?" The punk complained, the chain in his hands itching to coil around Al's throat and crush the life out of him.

"No. More formidable foes are on route to here. We have the stone, we need to leave. Now."

The two wanted to finish what they started with the lone security guard however neither one were going to disobey the words of their leader. Waiting only long enough for the man in armor to rinse the peanut butter from his face plates they fled the scene before their opposition could close on the situation. Aside from failing to kill a witness their crime went mostly without error. This was not the last time Al was going to see them however.

He recovered quickly after the incident. By the time he was home he felt fine despite suffering injuries that would of left most people hospitalized for months. He discovered he could use his power for more than just taking hits and dealing them out. He could also heal damage suffered simply by concentrating on recovering, hence his state upon returning home.

Despite keeping his powers hidden all this time he knew that hiding was no longer an option. This was made especially clear when investigators interviewed him regarding footage of the encounter. Given how he was on shift when the damage occured he was guaranteed to be out of his job. Luckily the information regarding the more supernatural aspects were kept from the public. The police records were confiscated by government agents for review from higher agencies.

After all that Al figured if he couldn't live a normal life he might as well become a nomad. At least then he might have the free time to try and find the guys who attacked him and figure out what that was all about.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

It's quite evident that Al's not highly trained. While he's not bad off in Thai Boxing he's no master, not even a black belt. As such his style is largely characterized as simple. He throws jabs, hooks, straight kicks, roundhouse kicks, knee strikes and elbow strikes. His defense is fairly tight though, able to block or avoid most shots thrown at him using a healthy combination of arm & leg blocks with moving in and out of specific attack ranges. He likes to play it safe and stick outside of his opponent's range until his foe closes the distance at which point he moves in close, keeping up his defense while throwing out powerful short ranged strikes. If his opponent chooses to keep poking at him from afar he'll try and close the distance, tanking whatever blows come his way as he attempts to cross the attack threshold. Despite his lack of techniques he's quite adaptable, able to use his opponent's weaknesses and the environment to his advantage when possible.

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Al is a nephilim, born of a human mother and an angel. As a result his ki is quite substantial, complete with benefits straight from his divine half. The most substantial feature of his is the nature of his ki. His ki's affinity is Internal so while inside him it's substantially more abundant and powerful whereas it quickly dwindles when used for external purposes. He possesses an internal reservoir which replenishes at an extraordinary rate, allowing him to recharge his ki from nearly empty to fully charged in the span of five minutes. This ki rejuvenation is constant, replenishing like a never ending stream born from within.

This ki is born of the divine so it is limited to holy effects. Given it's affinity he's mostly locked to effects which only effect him, the closer the better.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Divine Might |Toggleable|]

[Al is able to boost his strength to superhuman levels, allowing him to bring a speeding bus to a dead stop with the right footing. This power is spread through his entire body, making him stronger all throughout himself. This power is only at it's strongest unarmed however. Using a weapon reduces the force of it's impact as a result of his strength by half, decreasing from there in proportion to the length of the weapon. The maximum force to length ratio begins at a small knife and simply shrinks further for longer weapons. Almost nothing Al wields impacts harder than his fists, feet, knees, elbows, head or just him in general. Thrown objects will still maintain the full force born from the use of his strength however since throwing something does not count as making it an extension to himself, thus the ki never leaves his body which allows it to maintain full potency.

This power drains a steady amount of ki while active, only slightly less than the amount he passively rejuvenates. He can choose to relinquish his strength and regain it at will nigh instantaneously. In addition when this power is used against demonic subjects or things with demonic energy present in or upon them the effects of this power are doubled. Furthermore this power infuses his attacks with a spiritual ki which can effect intangible foes such as ghosts and other phantasmal entities so long as they possess a soul. The ki infusing his strength interacts with the soul as physical matter would with the flesh.]

■ [Divine Protection |Reactive|]

[Upon taking damage Al's ki will harden around the area harmed, turning his flesh and bone into reactive armor. His flesh becomes as hard as steel while still maintaining it's organic flexibility and his bone becomes as solid as high carbon substances such as diamonds or cubic zirconias. Unlike Divine Might Al can conduct a lesser portion of this power to others through touch. Al must remain in physical contact with the subject in order to continue channeling his ki through them and as such the protection will end immediately upon loss of contact. In addition the protection is only half as effective for the recipient than it is for him.

This power requires no manual activation, only spending ki upon shielding against damage. The amount of ki spent upon activation is proportionate to the amount of damage received, up to the limit of damage it's hardness can endure. In addition when this power opposes anything demonic or containing demonic energy it will only spend half as much ki to shield against the damage as it would for a regular attack. Furthermore this power will defend against spirits and other phantasmal foes in possession of a soul as if they were solid.]

■ [Divine Healing |Channeled|]

[Al's most notable ability, the power to heal wounds and purify ailments at a relatively rapid rate. At will he can focus his ki, spurring it to begin restoring his body to it's predetermined state as according to the blueprint of his soul. If we were to simplify the sum of a human's health and condition into an all-encompassing percentage his healing would restore 0.33% of his health per second. Along with wounds of the mundane variety this healing also slowly purifies him of poisons, diseases and any other ailment afflicting him from within. Even magical afflictions such as curses and hexes as well as any other effect placed directly upon him are eventually removed within the span of time it takes for Al to fully heal. If something alters his memories however the process of restoring his mind might leave him with selective amnesia as it will purge the altered memories along with whatever else is influencing him.

If any part of Al is removed and later placed back against where it was taken it will become usable again when his healing is able to restore connections to the nervous system. If the part has been separate from his body for long enough it will take longer since his healing will need to mend the affects of time upon the missing part. There is a point where if a part of him has been removed for a long enough period of time it is no longer possible for his healing to restore it. It would be faster to simply generate a replacement part by that point anyways.

In order to heal Al must focus in order to channel his ki. During the channeling Al may move about but he cannot divert his thoughts from the process of healing. Thus, Al cannot concentrate on what his opponent is doing nor can he focus on what he's going to do against his opponent. Though blocking and dodging might be feasible while healing fighting back is simply out of the question for the duration of the channeling. Al cannot have Divine Might and Divine Healing active at the same time. While Al can activate and deactivate Divine Healing at will upon cancelling the channel Al will be unable to activate Divine Might for about five seconds.

This power drains a steady amount of ki while active at a rate which is just slightly more than the amount he passively rejuvenates. Al can conduct this power to others through maintained direct physical contact. For others the healing occurs at half it's speed and costs double the amount of ki to heal the same amount of damage and/or afflictions. In addition this power holds no benefit for subjects with demonic energy present within them as the ki will damage them for as much as it heals them.]

■ [Divine Flight |Passive|]

[Al possesses the ability to fly at will. He is currently unaware of this ability however. At first he will begin to understand that he can make himself lighter at will, allowing him to jump greater and greater distances until he eventually is able to cease falling altogether. With training he will learn how to direct his motion in midair until he attains a finer degree of control over his aerial movements.

This power is technically always active but can be consciously suppressed if needed. The power costs slightly less ki than roughly a quarter of the rate at which he rejuvenates it.]

SUPER MOVES
He has none currently available to him.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Al's biggest weakness is his relative lack of training. He's competent in Thai Boxing but that's about it. While his innate angelic powers more than make up for his lack of experience in combat their nature is bent more towards healing and defense, leaving him quite lacking in diversity when it comes time to attack. All he has to throw at his opponents are unarmed strikes and whatever his creativity can come up with at the moment.

Due to his ki's innate nature being limited strictly to his body his ability to fight at a range is nearly non-existant. He makes up for it largely by closing the distance between him and his opponent however he can. While he might have versatile mobility if he's unable to reach his opponent he'll be at a significant disadvantage.

As for his defense he's vulnerable to being pressured for extended periods without rest. Given even a brief reprieve he can recuperate a great deal but when forced to use multiple powers all at once or simply hit with an onslaught of attacks for his defense to soak he'll start to run out of ki. When he runs completely out ki not only do all his powers deactivate but he also passes out for about a minute since his stamina is directly tied to his ki. This leaves him completely vulnerable for that amount of time.

Lastly there are instances where he'll be reluctant to fight back. He'd much rather avoid hurting women and children even if by not doing so he puts himself and others in danger.

OTHER

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Al drinks hot sauce. Claims the pain keeps him grounded.

[Drag]

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

■ Bullet Hail

- Voyt dropkicks an opponent to the floor and launches himself in the air, raining down several shots from his guns as he descends.

■ Coyote-A

- Voyt charges up his shotgun with his ki, firing a fast moving and much more damaging blast of red energy. Takes a few extra seconds to charge as opposed to firing it regularly.

■ Lead Wave

- While twirling his revolvers, Voyt quickly fires several times while extending out his arms, creating a line of bullet fire. Can be jumped over by an agile enough opponent.

■ Happiness Is A Warm Gun

- Voyt charges up one or both of his revolvers and fires, sending out bursts of pure red energy instead of regular ki bullets. Able to ricochet off multiple opponents as opposed to just surfaces. Voyt must take a few seconds to properly charge his guns before firing however.

■ Don't Touch The Hat

- If grabbed by an opponent Voyt takes use of unscrupulous fighting style to try and break the hold, typically an eye gouge, low blow, throwing sand in the face etc. Which is followed up by a swift pistol whip to the throat if the hold is released to stun an opponent. (For obvious reasons this does not work on synthetic enemies)

■ Woo Dive

- To create distance Voyt uses his sharp speed and agility to throw himself in any direction, time seemingly slowing to a crawl as he let's loose some gunfire at his would be attacker. Taxing to maintain the level of precision for the slowing of time so can realistically only be used once or twice before becoming a regular dive.

■ Ace High

- Voyt throws a grenade under his opponent and fires at it with his gun, exploding the grande from under the opponent and sending them upwards for a juggle, easier shot etc.

■ Gruesome Twosome

- Voyt fires both revolvers continuously from a static position, allowing for maximum speed of shoots while also being able to switch the gun's directions individually to deal with multiple targets.

■ 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

■ High Roller

- Voyt somersaults backwards to either create distance or quickly get to higher ground, leaving an unpinned grenade for an unsuspecting opponent. Can potentially be utilised by a quick or aware opponent however.

■ Showdown

- Voyt holsters his guns and beckons his opponent to face him, parrying their attack by unholstering his guns with lightning fast speed and firing a volley of gunfire at them for knockback.

SUPER MOVES

■ Standoff

- 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 repeatedly all in the chest and skull.

■ 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

■ The Last Outlaw

- An eagle screeches and a tumbleweed rolls by as Voyt's eyes emit a white hue, he adopts a traditional "standoff" stance and after a few seconds fires a large white blast of energy from one of his guns, much larger in size than any of his charged shots this torpedo of energy can effortlessly carve through near anything in its path for as long as Voyt remains active and conscious. Despite its extreme power it requires near enough all of Voyt's remaining ki to fire let alone maintain, he can even quite easily pass out after using such an ability so Voyt typically saves it for large constructs or as an extreme last resort.

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 demeanour 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 organisations 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.

[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.

Lucie Bardot

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[ 22 || French || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Lucie Bardot stands at an average 5'6'', with an athletic build to match her military training. Her light brown hair, which could almost be mistaken for grey, goes down to her shoulders, and compliments her actual grey eyes quite nicely. Her complexion is fair, white but not overly pale.

Lucie's typical outfit depends on context, but her everyday wear is a mix of her MAVERICK uniform on top of street clothes. She has a grey dress with black leggings, covered with her MAVERICK jacket. There is a box of ammo and grenades at her side, and a headset she wears to both communicate and receive orders. Her boots are styled to look a bit like oversized sneakers, and she wears kneepads over her leggings. To complete her outfit is a black bandana, worn as a scarf normally but pulled up in battle

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Highly competitive; hates losing
Musically inclined
Desperately wants to be liked and to be a hero
Introverted by nature but tries to be extroverted
Easily irritated
Habitually lonely
Extremely insecure

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Lucie Bardot was born in Roche, Lower Normandy, a small suburb outside of Caen. Her father, Matthieu, was a veteran of the Gulf War, while her mother, Elodie, was an amateur boxer who was once a nomad with the with the nom de geurre of Bellonia. With two martial-inclined parents, Lucie and her elder sister Genevieve were both encouraged from a young age to take up martial arts and other physical activities, such as soccer. Lucie, despite being the younger sister, was clearly outclassing her in physical accomplishments, which was fun at first but quickly grew old. Both sisters had a competitive streak that was encouraged by their parents, which only frustrated Genevieve more as Lucie continued to excel in heights that she could never reach. Lucie, on the other hand, started to explore other pursuits other than necessarily fighting, particularly in music making. She started to pick up the bass guitar, learned how to sing, and formed a garage band with her friends, dubbed "Les Loups de Fenrir". All of this was much more fulfilling than constantly training her body like her parents wanted her to do. However, Lucie was simply too insecure, afraid of letting her parents down, and tried to keep it on the downlow rather than confronting them about it.

Eventually, Genevieve would pursue a career in the French Navy after graduating from lycée, following a similar career path to her father. Her parents were very determined to get their star pupil on the same track. Secretly, all Lucie really wanted to do was to go to university and get a degree in music theory, but she was, again, too afraid to make her true desires known. Her parents saw great potential in her, and pushed to pursue the initial trials to enlist in GIGN, the elite counterterrorist police tasks force in France. On Lucie's end, going into police work was, to her, more agreeable than the military; at least she could say she was protecting France by stopping awful people in their tracks, rather than just being a tool to be shipped out overseas for god knows what reason. When she did her preliminary screening physical, the doctor noticed that Lucie had some sort of rare mutation that caused her body to generate more ki than the average untrained human, which was the source of her heightened physical characteristics. This brought the attention of the United Nations, who saw her as a perfect candidate for their international anti-nomad counterterrorist force, MAVERICK. Some political maneuvering happened behind the scenes, and before fully finishing training for GIGN, Lucie was informed that she was being "loaned" out to MAVERICK as per an an agreement with France. In all practical terms, she was now answering to New York rather than to Paris...

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

The best way to describe Lucie's fighting style is that she doesn't have one. While she was trained in order to deal with Nomadic threats in combat, it never actually involved learning how to fight with ki. Like with many other recruits for MAVERICK with no prior nomad experience, it was simply easier, faster, and more effective to only train physically up to a point where the Frenchwoman can keep up with Nomads in a fight and not get completely overpowered. From there, Lucie would rely on cutting-edge technology to fight any Nomadic terrorists.

The secret resides in special ki-enfused bullets. These are specially designed rounds, which allow for bullets to more readily penetrate the innate defenses nomads have against projectiles, making them more in-line with the intended lethality to a regular person. However, ki-enfused bullets are not perfect; they can never perfectly negate the defenses of ki due to the nature of ki itself. The end result is that it can still take multiple shots to even just incapacitate a higher powered nomad.

Beyond her gun, Lucie is also equipped with an arsenal of grenades, which she keeps with her in a pouch that hangs to her side. These explosives serve various different tactical roles, and can range from mundane fragmentation grenades to highly specialized, experimental ordinance. Finally, when things truly go south, Lucie can deploy Asterix, her combat robot, to provide heavy support fire.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Le Clarion

"The Bugle", the nickname for the Fusil d'Assaut de la Manufacture d'Armes de Saint-Étienne, or FAMAS for short. With a bullpup design and rate of fire of over a thousand rounds a minute, a FAMAS can quickly rain lead on any target while remaining accurate for over three thousand yards. Simply put, this is a weapon designed to kill things quickly. Of course, nomads tend to have a pesky trait of being extremely resistant to bullets, even ki-enfused ones. It can take quite the number of shots to take down a nomad, scaling with how powerful the target. Lucie uses a suppressor with her rifle, partially to not damage her own ears, and partially to maintain stealth in ops.

The firing mode can be broken down into three options:

■ Aventure de pointer-et-cliquer

"Point and click adventure", or semiautomatic fire, is her slowest but most efficient and accurate form of attack. One pull of the trigger means only one bullet fired.

■ Ménage à trois

Three round burst. A good trade-off between accuracy and volume of fire. Usually her default stance.

■ L'Agence tous risques tirent

"A-Team Firing", or fully automatic. For when everything needs to die quickly.

■ Citrons

"Lemons", or fragmentation grenades, are Lucie's main form of non-bullet based damage. It's just a simple grenade; pull the pin, and throw it far far away

■ Fumigène

A basic smoke grenade. Creates a smoke field in which no one can see through.

■ Assourdissante

A flashbang. Throw it in an area to temporary disorient people's eyesight and hearing. Including her own if she doesn't throw it right.

■ Bombe incendie

A basic incendiary grenade, meant to be used only to obstruct passage to an area and not physically on people. Often time that mandate gets ignored.

SUPER MOVES

■ Willie Pete

A White Phosphorus grenade. Burns flesh, creates smoke that is lethal to inhale, and may cause survivors to hallucinate. There is a line all MAVERICK cross using this grenade; it's a war crime and the UN doesn't want its agents seen using them. Still, those who are lucky and do what's necessary can find a supplier from Dubai willing to part ways with them. Orders not to use them aren't worth following if it means leaving people to die, but their scarcity means Lucie can often only bring a single one to battle.

■ Tesla

A highly experimental EMP grenade, nicknamed "Tesla(s)" by MAVERICK agents. Lob them in an area and fry electronics in a short area. They are cutting edge technology, so agents like Lucie are usually only afforded one a battle, but they are devastating to any robotic foe.

■ Asterix

The CV-47 "Heinlein" Combat Robot is a remarkable piece of technological innovation employed by MAVERICK. It is a fully autonomous (although not truly sentient) combat drone armed with an M2 Browning HMG, employed when even a FAMAS can't provide enough firepower to complete a job. Astertix is the drone assigned to Lucie, and serves as one of her close companions when on the field, humanizing its quirks as a personality and referring to it as a "he". Astertix usually has a hard time figuring out what is a civilian and what is an enemy, and prefers to shoot first and ask questions later. Therefore, Lucie tends to keep the gun not attached when not expecting to use him, making him essentially useless in combat. Lucie also doesn't just happen to carry a HMG on her person, so she can't easily convert him on the fly either.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Take away the gun and the bombs and she is essentially powerless against any nomad-level threat. She has no ki techniques at all, projectile or otherwise. The grenades are all AoE, and can easily hurt herself if she is caught in the blast radius, so she can only use them at a reasonable distance away from her. The FAMAS is a bullet chugger, particularly if left on full-auto, and thus needs to reload often. This can be an opportunity for foes to catch in.

OTHER

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Lucie is still competently trained in a fist to fist fight, as per to her military training. However, she lacks the raw ki power to fight offensively with her fists against another nomad, and will most likely lose even to the weakest nomad in fistcuffs, if it came down to it

[DocRock]

Enter the Predator

Nameless

The Nameless Hunter

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⦋ Unknown || Brawler Rockroid || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

A golden haired beauty, with a seemingly cybernetic right arm, who often wears light brown/tan traveling clothes, and has purple eyes. Never seen without her sunglasses. Kinda hard to figure out what else to say.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Aggressive, resilient, determined, cunning, manipulative, explosive.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

In the world that Nomads walk, you have your gods, your humans, your variety of races. A prime breeding ground for the strongest of fighters. So to a race that values a good fight above all else as their offering to their goddess, food is present. So enters the one the world calls the "Predator". A nameless blonde haired woman who seeks to battle the world's strongest, for reasons known only to herself.

A member of an alien race, the Nameless has been sent to the world as a trial, to prove herself worthy to walk amid the ranks of her fellow androids, to stand proud. To receive a name. She isn't the only member sent to this world, but she's the most flashy. To be expected of a Rough Rider, the faction that doesn't seek to conquer, but usually ends up making it easier for other factions to conquer, or offer aid before then colonizing. The Rough Riders of the Rockroids are vagabonds, who call whatever dirtball they like most a place to stay. The bikers of the stars, they raid systems seeking the strongest, much like the "Predators" they are so named for. It is their belief that the Goddess loved a good fight, to test opponents, and gather their data, and so the Rough Riders travel the stars, seeking a good time. And this world...is ripe for fighting. Every few decades, they send down infant droids, to battle the locals, and to gain adulthood, and be granted a name.

Dropped off near a city, she was left with nothing but the clothes on her back, and the internal mechanisms needed to repurpose enemy bio-data for her own usage. With her year of fame, she's already begun to claim viable bio-data...but she has yet to find a foe worthy enough to grant her a name of her own. So far...all her wins have been child's play. Will this be the adventure that makes her an adult, or will she die a warrior's death, and be induced into the Hall of Heroes, to feast at the Goddess's table? Only time will tell...

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

In your face. That's one way to describe her, as she's the brawler type of fighter, being a Brawler Trooper to be precise. Focusing attacks on vital parts of the anatomy, using the environment around her to inflict maximum damage. She fights dirty, using any trick in the book if it means she'll win. Its all about the good time. She'll even drop a car on someone if needed.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [SO LONG GAY BOWSER!]

[She grabs the foe, and spins them around by whatever body part she has, before sending them flying like a hammer toss.]

■ [YEET!]

[Used generally after stunning the foes. Grabs the foe, lifts them above her head, and proceeds to fling them against the nearest surface. Bonus points if they bounce.]

■ [I'm all fired up!(passive)]

[Damage taken makes her more excited, which in turn raises her power level]

■ [Kidney Punch!]

[She literally just grabs a person, and punches them in the kidneys repeated]

■ [Falcon Punch]

[Using her "robotic" limbs, she charges up energy, then slams her fist into the foe, producing a small explosion]

■ [ORAORAORAORA]

[Unleashes a flurry of punches, giving up power for speed]

■ [Black Shield]

[A defensive move where she crosses her arm, creating a barrier that protects her omnidirectionally from attacks. Doesn't prevent forward momentum, or any form of momentum.]

■ [An Excellent Addition to My Collection(Passive/Active)]

[Defeating a foe allows her to acquire one of their signature moves, if she so desires. Otherwise may just take an item from them.]

■ [Learning System(Passive)]

[Allows her to adapt and improve the more she fights, or does anything really]

SUPER MOVES

■ [Super Galaxy Fist!]

[Charges an incredible amount of power into her fist, before then unleashing it. Has enough power to level a building easily, and could in theory, be improved further.]

■ [Long Range YEET!]

[Flashly throws the foe at the ground with enough force to stun them, then grabs them, and flings them with enough force to send them a fair distance away, and through at least one building. The opponent can escape the grab if fast enough.]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Being a purely fighting robot, they're not so good with people. Can't fight for too long, or at least not with flashy moves, or it'll severely drain her power core. Her Variable Weapons System is much weaker than her counterparts, being a teenager model, hence why she has to defeat an foe for a powerup, and there's no promise that it will succeed, and it won't be a perfect replica. Her Learning System needs to work seriously, as she lacks much skill beyond basic punching. She's all physical, a good long range fighter will cause her issues. Black Shield also only lasts for about ten seconds max, and can be broken with enough hits, or the preservation of momentum can be used against her. Knock back is also a factor. She also leaves a noticeable trail of bodies in her wake if on the way to a target.

OTHER

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She has a lair somewhere in the world, where she keeps her prizes. Owns a motorcycle she may have stolen from somewhere, or she actually purchased with winnings.

[Mixtape Ghost N]

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 fiery 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 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 pursued 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 launch her in the 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 forth, 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 shoulder width apart, and starts stabbing with her staff. It starts off slow, but the 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 sends 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.

■ The Yoko Hatanaka Special

A counter move where Yoko holds her staff up in a guarding position; if the enemy hits her, she'll quickly deflect the move and injure both their legs so they fall to their hands and knees. In a burst of sudden movement she whips around behind them and aims her staff at their rear end. After a moment of preparation; Yoko strikes them where they least expect it and then lifts them up into the air. There, Yoko will start spinning them over her head before she swings her staff valiantly and sends them flying into the nearest object.

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.
■ Conflicted about Humans.
■ 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 about the war, and what the humans did to her grandfather. 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 only the Oni training. Aiko knew that, by breaking the pact, her father would be furious, which was why she set out to bring back the legendary sword with her. Maybe that would appease him.

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. However, Aiko has access to a hidden potential to draw copious amounts of ki that she has locked away. It's an ancient technique passed down the Oni royal family for generation and allows them to access this ki storage. It is known as Rise of the Ogre, and if she accesses this power she'll become far more powerful, inhuman, and vicious in her strikes.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Banishing Flames

Aiko swings her iron club and projects a wave of fire to send at her opponents. If Rise of the Ogre is active, Aiko will lose control of herself and be able to create many massive blasts.

■ 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. If Rise of the Ogre is activated she'll omit the lightning bolt and simply smash them onto the ground a few times before throwing them at the nearest wall.

■ 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. If RIse of the Ogre is active, if she doesn't hit a Nomad it'll cause a shockwave that'll be powerful enough to stun any Nomad stupid enough to still be on the ground.

■ 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. If Rise of the Ogre is active, Aiko won't be able to control herself and will down the whole bottle. Which will allow her to remain drunk for much longer, possibly exceeding Rise of the Ogre, but she won't be able to use Sake anymore.

■ Speed of an Enraged Demon (Rise of the Ogre)

While in Rise of the Ogre; Aiko's speed goes up to astonishing levels. To the point wherer she can, in a short burst, near-spontaneously travel to one place or the other.

■ Lightning Rod (Rise of the Ogre)

Aiko, after a few seconds to start up, makes her enemy uncomfortably familiar with her iron club before raising them into the air and summoning lightning.

■ Rage of an Oni Princess (Rise of the Ogre)

A grapple move where Aiko fucking loses it and grabs an opponent. She throws the iron club away before she absolutely pummels the enemy into the ground before she stops.

■ The Hottest Flames of Hell (Rise of the Ogre)

Aiko charges up for a moment before she creates a pillar of flames around herself that reaches high up into the sky.

■ Dragonslayer (Rise of the Ogre)

Aiko flashsteps into the air above her opponent and comes crashing down with her hammer like a meteor.

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 Demon

Aiko hops off stage for a moment and comes back riding her motorcycle at full speed towards the enemy. She whacks them hard as she could with an iron club unfused with her ki and sends them flying.

■ 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 move set. 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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Themesong when she activates Rise of the Ogre:

Shayton

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⦋ 54 || 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 distant from that old life to consider going back. However, one day an orphan somehow drifted from Africa and somehow 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 it's a robotic opponent, he'll always hit them from the front, even if it's stupid to do so.

OTHER

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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 stealthily.

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, the genius scientist who sought 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... who 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 to Gerard that he was wrong in assuming that he was a failed prototype 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 excell in all of them. 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 utilizes 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 weak points so he can do more damage for a short period of time.

■ Hi-Boost

Oh-One quickly dashes in the 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.

■ Rocket-Punch

Oh-One sticks his arm out and it flies at the enemy before it explodes. He summons another arm from the satellite in space but it'll take a few moments before it arrives.

■ Ninebreaker

Oh-One fires a quick beam at the ground 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-Saber

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 summons an enormous cannon that's three times the length of his body from space, and it rips off his arm. 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 integrity problems and weakens him for a while.

■ Overed-Moonlight

Oh-One summons a weapon module that he keeps in a satellite in space. The weapon conveniently flies towards him at supersonic speeds and approaches 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. Finally, all of One-One's supers damage him in one way or another and are powerful, but otherwise high-risk high reward.

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Marcia "Violet" Santos

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⦋ 29 || Brazilian || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Violet is definitely one to stand out in a crowd... for a variety of different reasons. I'd say the first and foremost thing that makes her stick out would be her massive cybernetic arms that are tipped with pink claws. They are so long that they go down to her ankles, and sometimes, they drag along the ground. She keeps them concealed underneath a white coat with a hood and a fancy popped color... which is the extent of the clothing that she wears. Other than the coat, Violet wears a lacy g-string and has her tattooed body on full display. This over the top outfit is to assert that Violet is a woman, and a beautiful one at that. Violet is a half-Brazilian, Half-Japanese woman with tanned skin and dyed silver-blonde hair. Her eyes are a cybernetic magenta color, and underneath all of that skin is cybernetics. Finally, the girl is absolutely massive, at six-eleven.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Tries to project the image of a crazy sexy girl but ends up sounding like a goofball.
■ Wants revenge.
■ Aggressive/Violent.
■ Can't stand injustice.
■ Tries to see the bigger picture.
■ Wants to be seen as a woman.
■ Is trying to help the world in her own special way.
■ Playful/Flirty.
■ Is lonely and she just wants a friend.
■ Will tear your balls off straight from the sack if you call her a "freak" or any variation.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Where to even begin?

Marcia was a girl that grew up in Rio, Brazil to an uppermiddle class family. Her dad didn't pull out in time and so she was the result, and would have grew up a relatively normal gal... albeit for the fact that the girl was intersex. Marica appeared to be a girl, but she was much different under the hood. She grew up an outcast and isolated because of that fact and set out to defy all of them. She was a woman, and that's what she would be seen as. She took to dressing provacately and excessively feminine to show the world just what she was, and anyone who said otherwise got a fist to the face. She felt rather constrained in her town, and legitimately wanted to start anew, feeling herself drawn to the life of a Nomad!

... Only problem was that she didn't know how to fight worth shit, and her ki was abysmal. She tried to get trained but it went horribly each time, it looked like martial arts just wasn't her thing. Feeling frustrated, as Marica couldn't earn her keep as a Nomad she was approached by a representative by an organization known as Paragon Industries. They said that they would help her, if she agreed to be a test subject for their experimental technology. They would pay her, and mold her into the Nomad that she dreamed of, and Marcia agreed to it withot a second thought. The girl disappeared without a trace, and everyone figured that she did the inevitiable and finally grew the balls to run away from home. They didn't miss her, nor did they look for her.

The reality was far, far, worse. Young Marica was taken to a top secret facility and was practically tortured as they attached cybernetics to her body, ripping off her arms. They stole her organs and replaced them with cybernetic organs and mocked her with terms like "freak" and "monster". This built up a rage inside of Marcia, but she couldn't escape, she could nothing to stop them. However, one day a mysterious man named Abel attacked the facility and gave her the golden opportunity she needed to escape. She slaughtered her way through the facility until she came across Abel himself. Abel offered her a place in his terrorist organization, but Marica wanted revenge.

Using the same cybernetics that they gave her, Marica went on a world-wide rampage and destroyed every single Paragon Industry facility, killed every scientist, and destroyed everything that they had built up. They put a price on her head and Nomads got in her way, but she killed them all the same as they were in her way. Once she killed the board of directors and the CEO... she felt lost. She had nothing else to fight for, and wondered if she should just kill herself.... until Abel approached her again, he suggested that she comes with him and with nothing better to do, Marcia came along.

They both met with the Pariah whom introduced her to the secret terrorist group, MIRAGE. Whom had the grand goal of protecting Earth from threats beyond the stars. At first Marcia was hesitant, but soon enough she realized that the Pariah was right; there is something bigger out there she could contribute to. Marica gave herself to the Pariah whom upgraded her cybernetics and sent her out on a variety of different missions which would make her feared worldwide... but Marica soon enough abandoned her old name for a new one.

... They would fear the name Violet.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Violet doesn't quite ultilize a martial art of any kind, and instead using a series of percise swipes, grabs, and brutal blows using her cybernetic arms. Violet's arms telescopically extends to give her exhanced reach and allow her to grab snatch people at lightning fast speeds. She can also use this for long ranged attacks and getting around. Her ki manisfests in a form of electricity that she can't quite fire like bolts of lightning, but she uses it to enhance attacks. Her whole fighting style is circumventing defenses and surprising foes.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Yoink!

Violet quickly extends her claws and yanks the opponent right to her. She can do this regardless of where she is or where her opponent is, and does it at lightning fast speeds.

■ Face fulluv Pavement!

A variant of Yoink! where she instead slams her opponent into the nearest hard object.

■ Joy-Buzzer!

Violet charges up for a second and when she grabs her opponent she instead delivers a painful electric shock.

■ Swing!

Violet grabs onto the nearest object by extending her claws and swings around from one place to the under.

■ Bitchslap!

Violet swings her massive arm like a whip and hits the opponent with a mild electric shock as she sends them flying.

■ Say Hello to the Wall for me, baby!

Violet puts her palm out and extends her hand launching the opponent away until they hits the wall or is sufficiently away from her.

■ I'm gonna tickle ya!

Violet digs her claws into the ground and they quickly emerge at the enemy's feet, where she can either stab them with her claws, grab them to electrocute them or even yank them through the ground back to her.

■ Thunder-Ball

Violet charges her body up with her electric ki as she grabs onto the nearest object and begins swinging on it like she is a wreckling ball. In this state she takes the appearance of a massive orb.

■ Thunder-Spear

Violet's only ranged attack, she creates a spear made out of lightning and quickly chucks it at the enemy. It doesn't move particularly fast, but if it does it'll definitely leave them stunned for a few seconds.

■ Chaaaaaarge!

Violet charges up her electric energy in her hands for a few moments, in this state her hands appear as two glowing pink orbs of electricity. While charged up, all of her attacks do more damage and especially her special atttacks, for a brief period of time.

■ Flash!

Violet exposes herself to the enemy to distract or throw them off. It works... most of the time.

SUPER MOVES

■ Puny-Nomad!

Violet's hand extends quickly and she grabs her enemy and slams them into the ground over and over again - alternating sides - as she electrocutes them. Eventually, she just throws them into the air.

■ Thunder-Crash

Violet grabs onto an object and launches herself high up into the air. As she comes down, she charges herself up with ki as she falls, taking the appearance of a massive orb. When she hits the ground she creates an enormous explosion of electricity.

■ Thunder-Carnival

Violet charges up a huge wheel of pure electric ki, which she launches at the opponent.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Violet's entire fighting style is about pulling enemies out of their comfort zone and getting up close and personal with them. In essence; it's about her being the aggressive one. When she's on the receiving end she doesn't have too many defensive options except for trying to swing out of there. In addition, Violet's attacks, while very damaging with immense range, are very slow and predictable. A very fast opponent can easily overwhelm her with their speed and she'd have a hard time keeping up.

OTHER

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Claudette "Witchmother" Adelson

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⦋ 43 || Haiti || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Operative Witch-Mother has the appearance of a tall Haitian woman with very dark brown skin. Due to hours upon hours of work in MAVERICK's training facilities, she has a very well-built body that compliments all five-eleven of herself. On the job, she wears standard MAVERICK battle armor that's all black and lightly armored. When off the job she usually wears jeans of some sort, boots, and a T-shirt. Regardless of what
Claudia is wearing she always has a long flowing cape slung over her shoulder that is a mixture of green and black colors with a golden regal highlight. Claudia has white symbols of flowers and other shrubbery that are on the sides of her body, and they start from her head and go to her toe.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

■ Guilt-Ridden.
■ Compassionate.
■ Cold.
■ Believes herself to be a monster.
■ Ruthless.
■ Generous.
■ Patient.
■ Doubting.
■ Motherly.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Claudia, before she was the Witch Mother, got her start in Haiti as a common beggar in the streets of Port-au-Prince. Life was hard for her in this country, but she tried her best to survive it. She went to school, played with friends... it was good for her as it was going to get. However, there was something her family wasn't telling her; and it was the simple fact that Claudia descended from a powerful Sorceress known as the Witch Mother. The Witch Mother was a powerful witch back in the day that terrorized both the human and mythic realms, but her reign of terror was ended when a group of heroes killed her. However, she saw her eventual death coming and cast one last spell; that her lingering power would be transferred to her female descendants. Thus, there was an immense latent power within Claudia, and it was going to remain untapped... Until the Haiti Earthquake came and she was almost crushed by a building, which was enough to activate her latent abilities when she used a blast of magic to destroy it.

Claudia was amazed, as she had no idea what she just did and as she experimented she realized her power. It was incredible, she was going to be a Wizard! It was a great turn of events since now Claudia was no longer going to be some street beggar, she was going to make a difference in the world...

... Then they showed up one night, Demons from the other side. They wanted to take Claudette to hell, as they weren't satisfied with the other Witch Mothers (and have some fun with her beforehand, of course). So Claudette ran and ran for her life, but where ever she went a horde of demons followed. She, in time, learned to fight using the magic but no matter what she did they always came back or more came.

Claudette ran from one end of the earth to the other to get away from them, she could never hang around one area for too long before they came after her (sometimes they attack her soon as she arrived)... until she ended up in Europe. She ended up in some village in Germany, where they didn't attack her for months and she allowed herself to get careless. An absolutely massive army of demons appeared and attacked the town, killing people left and right and subjugating some to a fate worse than death. They surrounded Claudette soon enough and there was little she could do to ward them off, but she was defiant to the end.

... A magician appeared with a revolver and battled the army of demons with his students and gave Claudette the fighting spirit to fight. The village was absolutely destroyed, but the man introduced himself as Graham Morris, the protector of the magic and mundane side of Germany. Claudette told him about her problem and he inducted into his wizard school in order to teach her how to use her magic constructively. The first thing he did was inform her about the true nature of her power, and how she was a descendant of the Witch Mother. Part of Graham wanted to kill Claudette, but he had a feeling that would release the demon that was the Witch Mother. Of course, he thought that using the Witch Mother's immense powers would allow him to help the world, so that's what he did.

After years upon years of training, Claudette eventually learned how to channel her immense magical ki in a particular field... life. In the ultimate insult to the tyranny of the Witch Mother, Claudette learned to turn the darkness into plants. Claudette created her own fighting style revolving around plants, but Graham told her that she was only diluting her true power. Claudette was afraid of the power, but she learned to channel the darkness in small amounts and mixed it in with her plants. Along with spending ages reading books on the secret history of humanity, the mythic, and so on.

It was the best time of Claudette's life, but it wasn't long before the demons attacked yet again. They came in absolutely drowning numbers and attacked Graham's school, and in result, a truly massive battle occurred between the two groups so large that other Nomads and Demons were drawn to it. Claudette fought for her life and killed as many demons as possible but in the end... Graham was killed, the school was destroyed, and there was nothing less for Claudette. She cried tears in the rain as she felt lust for revenge, she finally had enough of the demons. So she decided to take the fight to them and opened the gates to hell itself as she stepped inside.

Hell was something else, but Claudette cut her way through every demon, every monster, and anything else that got in her way as she went to the Witch Mother's soul in hell. Confronting her ancestor, the Witch Mother told Claudette that she was the key to regaining her lost power in the world and was convincing the demons to get her into hell so she could occupy her body. Seeing that she was finally in hell, she tried to take over Claudette's body but the sorceress had another plan. She absorbed the Witch Mother's soul into herself and sealed it within, taking the last bits of her power but also breaking her control over the demons. However, she didn't realize it but the darkness inside of herself grew to immense levels, and anyone with a great connection over ki could sense it.

She returned home, unsure of what to do next. She decided to open her own demon hunting firm where she kills demons and other mythic threats for the right price. It was a rather popular business, but she eventually attracted the attention of MAVERICK who wanted a specialist in the magical arts. With nothing better to do and a job with dental, she decided to join MAVERICK and became their go-to pick when it comes to mythic or the magical.

Claudette took on the codename "Witch Mother" in an attempt to redeem the name.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Claudette is a magician that specializes in plant-based combat with hints of darkness. Claudette is purely a magician that focuses on keeping her opponent away with projectiles and using various defensive techniques to keep herself safe and make it difficult for the opponent to get in on her. In some of her attacks, she uses darkness which has an effect once it comes in contact with an opponent; it'll remain on them for a few moments before it disappears unless she uses another darkness attack on them. Which will cause a chain reaction that'll end in an explosion. Hand to hand-wise, Claudette has been lightly trained and uses basic punches and kicks in her attacks but they're so weak that they'd be unlikely to really take down a Nomad alone. So she infuses plants and darkness to make her attacks stronger.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Teleport

Claudette disappears in a wreath of darkness and reappears a short distance away. If she charges she can reappear much further away.

■ Seed of Life

Claudette's primary move where she throws a glowing green orb at a surface of her choice, once it gets there it'll remain there for a short amount of time. She is able to spring life from the seed in a variety of different ways.

■ Barrier

Claudette can make the seed explode into a shield that'll be able to withstand quite a few hits from a Nomad.

■ Trap!

From the seed Claudette is able to create a trap that takes the appearance of a flower that explodes into a net of vines that'd bind the opponent.

■ Tree

She's able to spring trees from the seeds that she can use as barriers, or as a way to get around. When the trees are created, they explode violently enough to send a Nomad flying.

■ Pathway

Claudette uses the seed to create a variety of different pathways such as bridges, ramps, or even platforms in the air she can climb on.

■ Vine

The seed erupts a massive vine that'd restrain the opponent if they don't react fast enough and pull them towards the seed.

■ Bush

Claudette creates a massive bush that could easily be destroyed, but concels her movements.

■ Explosion of Life

Claudette can command the seed to violently explode a variety of different plants in order to throw the opponent off.

■ Darkball

Claudette fires a slow-moving ball of darkness that does significant damage to the opponent and applies darkness - or it triggers an explosion.

■ Dark-Wave

Claudette swipes her hand across the ground and creates a massive explosion of darkness that'll send the opponent flying.

■ Plant-Armor

Claudette coats herself in thick armor of wood that slows her down but also greatly enhances her durability and physical damage. It'll apply darkness, or trigger an explosion.

■ Bed of Thorns

Claudette summons a bunch of thin-wooden spikes at the opponents weet.

■ Dark-Wire

Claudette shoots a thin vine at the opponent that, upon connecting will trigger an explosion of darkness anyway. If darkness has already been applied the explosion will be greater.

■ Vine-Whip

A long-ranged melee move where Claudette creates a thick vine that she uses to smack the opponent. She can do it in a variety of different directions and is great as a combo ender.

■ Dark-Infusion

Claudette grabs her opponent and charges them up with darkness and then pushes them away. If darkness has already been applied, it causes an explosion of darkness but otherwise does no damage.

SUPER MOVES

■ Dark-Heart

Claudette rips her heart of darkness out of her chest and crushes it and undergoes a transformation into a black, demonic, being. This being lunges at the opponent at lightning speeds and rushes them, dealing a hundred blows in a few seconds, before she transforms back.

■ Tree of Life

Claudette goes into a deep meditative state and creates a cascading wave of trees towards the enemy that'll launch them into the air again, and again, and again...

■ Plant-Lightning

Claudette charges up a huge green lightning bolt that plants various seeds of life where ever it goes which she can manipulate. If it hits the opponent they will get bound by plants.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Let's just get this out of the way; Claudette isn't a melee fighter. She has a few moves, but nothing that really holds a candle to a dedicated Nomad. She'd get her ass kicked if she couldn't get an opponent away from her. Claudette is also a zoner, but a very slow one that requires time to get set up and could easily be rushed by a quick opponent.

OTHER

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[Gentlemanvaultboy]

Clover Sandleford

Clover Sandleford

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⦋ 28 || United States || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

5'10'' and surprisingly muscular, with absolutely no superfluous body fat though a few old scars she's not so willing to show off. Freckles, orange hair. Her her waistcoat, gloves, bow tie, and ears are bright red. Her shirt is white, and her pants are black. Despite her lifestyle she does her best to keep this uniform clean and professional looking.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Brash, assertive, attentive, loyal, persistent, irreverent, conversational

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Clover was born on the wrong side of the tracts, the child of poor parents with so many kids they couldn't find time for even one of them. As a young child all but abandoned to her own devices she started to act out for attention, and as the frustration from her failure to raise any concern from them and the nigh unbearable social pressure of sharing a home with so many others built and built she began to lash out violently at anyone that gave her the excuse.

She turned out to be pretty good at it, too. She couldn't make anything, she couldn't cook, she was terrible in school but by god she could make even older kids run crying to their mothers. She started doing it a lot, especially as she got older, spending long night out wandering town looking for the strongest opponents she could find. She did not expect to find that in an old lady.

She hadn't set out to pick a fight with the old lady, more that a fight she was having accidentally spilled into the path of the old lady. The old lady may have commented on how sloppy Clover's technique was, Clover may have said some nasty things to the old lady, and a punch might have been thrown. Clover couldn't tell you, because she still doesn't remember most of that morning. All she knows was that when she awoke with a splitting headache that sent shutters of agony through her body every time she turned her head she was in a classy, huge, richly decorated bar. She was laying in a circle of concerned old faces, with the old lady grinning at her.

The old lady, she soon learned, was named Hazel. She was a "retired" nomad and this was her bar, Warren Peace. Then, completely unprompted, she asked Clover is she had a job. Clover said no. Hazel asked if she wanted one. Clover told Hazel exactly where she could stick her job. Hazel strongly implied that if Clover refused to take the job the police might find out she'd tried to assault a poor, defenseless old lady in the street.

Clover, who was not on the best of terms with the local police, took the job.

It chafed at first, of course. The uniform was embarrassing and being told what to do by the person that whipped you so hard you didn't even remember it grated on her pride, but the pay was actually really good and the old lady was an attentive and caring boss. She wasn't good at all the bartering stuff at first. She didn't know how to really talk to people, broke her share of glasses and spilled her share of expensive booze, but the old lady never seemed to get mad and helped her along to learn the ropes. The rest of the staff was kind and supportive. The old patrons weirded her out at first, what with them crawling out of black portals that Hazel had set up on the floor in an unused bathroom, but they never gave her a hard time and always had some really interesting stories to tell. What started as a job she had to take turned into a job that she not only loved, but was good at.

After a while Hazel started to trust Clover enough to share her secrets. She'd made this bar for Old Nomads, guys like her that just wanted to drink in peace without worrying about some upstart young fighter looking for glory ruining their night with some asinine challenge. Clover learned that the mentorship she'd been under was a habit of Hazel's, that all her co-workers had once upon a time been some disaffected punk with talent but no sense, and that now that Clover had sense she could finally start putting that talent to good use. Hazel trained her, passing on to Clover her style and the basics of her strange space bending powers.

Things had been going swimmingly for ten long years. The money Hazel was paying her was enough to help her move out of that crowded house and into a place where she could stretch her legs. She wasn't as angry anymore, had made some good friends, and only got into a fight around once or twice a month at most. Then, not to long ago, a tornado rolled through her life.

It happened on a slow day when it was just her and a co-worker, Blackberry. She was tending bar when all of a sudden she heard some kind of angry helicopter noise. When she looked up there was a guy sitting at the bar they hadn't seen come in, a guy in a mask. He wrote down his order, and when Blackberry brought it to him they all head that same noise as the glass was left spinning on the counter, completely empty. He signaled for another. Clover asked if he's like to open a tab, and the guy made that noise again and waved at her dismissively. It ticked her off, but she did it anyway.

She should have just thrown him out. He was the rudest, most demanding customer they'd ever had. He wouldn't talk, wouldn't communicate at all except to signal for a new drink and pound his palm against the bar when he thought it was taking to long. He spun back and forth on his stool like a bored toddler between drinks and every time one of them tried to tell him something he'd just make that noise again as if to shut them up. He demanded service faster and faster and faster, to the point where Clover didn't think he'd be satisfied if the entire staff were there working at it. The only thing keeping Clover from flying over the bar and strangling him was Hazel's strict dedication to keeping the bar a peaceful place, something not one of them wanted to defile. At least until Blackberry confided in Clover that she was sure that when she'd brought him that first drink he'd somehow felt her up.

That was the final straw. The next time he made that noise Clover made a grab for him. Then it was like the room exploded. All Clover could see for a moment was a blur of motion as the two of them were thrown over the bar. They watched as this same blur moved down the line of alcohol, draining whole bottles in milliseconds and sending the bottles flying across the room to shatter on the opposite wall. He drank all the liqueur, devoured all the complementary peanuts, then into the back as the two of them struggled to their feet. The stood just in time to see the blur shoot out the door and down the street. He had eaten all of the food. Even the snacks that they'd kept in the break room fridge.

They'd been targeted by the Ultimate Dine'n'Dasher, Tornado Rhoads.

Hazel could eat the financial hit. Of course she could, the bar was her retirement hobby after all. But Clover wasn't going to forgive something like this. That bar meant a lot to her. Nobody was going to get away with disrespecting it like that, but the only way to catch a Nomad was to be a Nomad yourself. So she set off with fire in her heart, leaving behind the home and family she'd always wanted, on a quest to find and catch Tornado Rhoads.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Clover fights with a sort of hit and run style, relying on her speed to move quickly into range to deal a few solid hits before dashing out again to try and attack from a different angle entirely. Her legs are stronger than her arms, but because she focuses primary on moving around and jumping to disorient her opponent she mostly punches with only her finishers employing kicks. In addition to this she is not averse to fighting dirty and using her her environment or any weapon she can get her hands on if it would give her an advantage, a leftover from her street brawling days.

Clover's special ability, which she leaned from Old Hazel, is the magical ability to create holes either between her hands or directly on surfaces that, when applied to a surface, lead into some kind of dark space "underneath" that it. When she does this she can move around beneath that surface as though burrowing beneath the ground before either exiting through the hole she entered from or creating a new hole entirely to pop out of. This movement is limited to the surface where she placed the original hole. For example, if she placed a hole on the wall of a room she would have to pop out of that same section of wall, she couldn't move to the floor or ceiling. The hole also doesn't allow her to pop out of the opposite side of a surface. For example, if she dives into a hole on a sheet a paper she would have to pop out of the same side she dived into. It is possible for her to close the hole behind her, but doing so deprives her of air so she must come out at some point.

As it stands Clover can create one "permanent" hole that she keeps on the back of her waistcoat. This hole acts as a combination backpack/emergency hotel room.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Burrow]

Clover creates a hole in a surface and dives in, popping out of a different place of that surface for a cheap attack.

■ [Easter Surprise]

Clover can create one permanent hole that leads to a "room." She keeps this hole on the back of her waistcoat, and can reach behind her back to pull out random things she's carrying to either throw or hit the opponent with. Examples include bricks, a bowling ball, a croquet mallet, various bottles of alcohol, books, pillows, or anything else she picks up and puts in there.

■ [Chase the rabbit!]

Clover jumps back, throwing a dozen leg wide holes into the ground between her and her opponent as she does so. If an over eager opponent rushes forward and gets their leg stuck in one clover leaps forward with a flying kick.

■ [Holey Blow]

As she attacks Clover creates holes in her own arm or leg, distorting its length in order to extend its range.

■ [Moon Kick]

Clover leaps over her opponent, throws an item out of her "room" hole, and kicks off of it toward the opponent below to deliver a flying kick.

■ [Crescent Moon Swing]

Clover creates a hole in front of the opponent and dives into it, grabbing onto the edge and swinging. She then creates another hole directly underneath the opponent. As they fall she swings up, bringing both legs right into them and launching them and herself out of the hole.

■ [Beer Goggles]

Clover makes a small hole that she throws at the opponent's face, where it then expands just enough to push their eye apart doing no damage but creating a blind spot right in front of them.

■ [Threading The Needle]

If attacked physically with something with a large surface area, such as a large weapon on a body slam, Clover can create a hole in the oncoming attack and slip inside of it to avoid all damage. If the attack was with a part of the opponents body Clover can combo this into Rabbit Infestation.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Rabbit Infestation]

Clover opens a hole on her opponents body and dives in. Holes then being appearing on the opponents body, out of which pops one of Clovers limbs to deliver a flurry of attacks before leaping out.

■ [5000 Proof!]

Clover Throws a bottle of Old Hazel's special brew at the opponent, shattering it and covering the opponent in alcohol. She then lights a match and throws it at them before diving into a hole to avoid the resulting explosion.

■ [Sandleford Burial]

Clover creates a hole and dives in. Then a large hole appears under the opponents feet. Clover pops out, pulls them in, and closes the hole to unleash a relentless assault in the under space ending with them being kicked out back into the real world.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

While a Nomad with all that entails Clovers defenses are low, relying on dodging and avoiding her opponents attacks to avoid injury rather than tank damage. In addition if a surface is broken while Clover is inside of it she takes massive damage from the resulting quake and is launched out, stunned.

If a fight isn't something she perceives as urgent she'll goof around.

OTHER

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- Clover is the newest of eleven students trained by Old Hazel, but not the youngest.
- Clover always has a Warren Peace matchbook on hand, and will reflexively light anyone cigarette for them using it.
-She's pretty sure her mentor isn't human, but has never really pried into the old woman's former life.

[Kamen Evie]

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

• 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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Nyeh

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 final 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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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?

Isabella Levai

Justice Rider Sombra

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⦋ 66 || Spain || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

At six feet and three inches, Isabella has an intimidating yet beautiful aura, showing few signs of aging. He has ambiguously brown skin and a near-permanent frown, but the first thing one will likely notice about him is his massive, full head of unkempt yet luxurious, snow white hair that stretches down to his knees.

When transformed, he slightly increases in size while donning armor resembling a cross between typical Justice Rider garb and the armor of an ancient dark knight, covered in plate with a glowing blue visor shining behind a slitted metal faceplate. His helmet features a prominent set of horn-like protrusions, and features an opening in the back from which his hair spills out.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

-Quiet
-Grumpy
-Irritable
-Blunt
-Disillusioned
-Has trouble expressing himself

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born from the union of a human and a demon, Isabella grew up raised by his demonic parent. Their financial status was… inconsistent, and Isabella had to help make ends meet. Growing into a passionate young man with a growing sense of frustration, he was eventually approached by SHADER, a secret organization bent on creating a utopian society through cybernetics, genetic modification, and the occult. He accepted their request to join them, and after thorough testing, he was bonded with the demon Leviathan and gifted the Infernal Gear, a cursed device that allowed him to utilize the full power of his demonic blood.

A firm believer in SHADER’s ideals, he became a highly valued operative that eventually came into conflict with the then newly-formed Justice Riders. He fought the original team of five many times, though after being convinced of the true nature of SHADER’s activities, he officially joined the team as the sixth Justice Rider: Justice Rider Sombra. After defeating SHADER, he remained an effective and popular member of both the Justice Riders and SHINING, a popular trait being his cold, silent attitude, though he retained a major rebellious streak with a particular dislike of the direction the organization was taking.

Now, he lacks much of his former influence. Still an effective combatant, he often works in the shadows, doing the work SHINING would rather not have broadcasted. Though whether he truly remains loyal to the organization is a mystery...

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

As a Nomad, Isabella never pulls his punches. He uses his own take on the Justice Rider style, focused on blunt, powerful strikes to vital areas. He’ll do whatever he can to end the fight and end it fast. In addition, he is still possessed by Leviathan, who uses his hair as a medium to tear through the enemy from behind.

By loading bullets formed from his own dark ki into the Infernal Gear and pulling the trigger, he can transform into an armored demonic form that allows him to reach his true potential. Armed with a morphing Guitar/Axe/Sword combo known as the Dark Shredder, he can execute opponents as well as charm Leviathan with its infernal tunes to achieve a greater degree of control.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ It’s Personal, Alright

If an opponent moves directly behind Isabella’s back, Leviathan immediately responds by forming his hair into a serpent’s maw and rising to grab and slam the enemy into the ground. This move doesn't work if Isabella is in the middle of another attack.

■ Hell’s Roar

In Axe Mode, Isabella strums a chord on his guitar and creates a ghastly amount of reverb, causing Leviathan to lash out and let loose a deafening roar that resonates violently with the very soul. This does no damage, but staggers enemies momentarily.

■ Dark Advance

In Axe Mode, Isabella turns around and plays a quiet, beautiful melody, causing Leviathan to manifest as an ambiguous beast that purrs and flattens into a wall that absorbs incoming weak projectiles and blocks up to a single attack as he walks backwards, towards the enemy.

■ Devil Buster

In Axe Mode, Isabella strums a chord as he turns around, causing Leviathan to manifest as a giant claw and grab at the opponent. If he grabs an opponent, Isabella will play three more chords as Leviathan slams the opponent back and forth over his head. If Leviathan grabs a suitable projectile, Isabella spins around again as the pair throws it right back with increased force.

■ Stinger

In Sword Mode, Isabella quickly slides a few feet across the ground with sword outstretched in a stabbing position.

■ Chilling Slice

In Axe Mode, Isabella steps forward and swings the Dark Shredder at lightning speed, aimed at a vital area.

■ Beast of the Depths

In Axe Mode, Isabella uses the Dark Shredder to snag the opponent from underneath and toss them behind him into Leviathan’s waiting maw with a quick chord, biting them with impossibly sharp teeth before tossing them aside.

■ Chokehold

In Sword Mode, Isabella lifts his opponent by the neck and squeezes hard before tossing them aside.

SUPER MOVES

■ Darkness Advent

Isabella charges large amounts of darkness from the surrounding area into his foot, then performs his own variation of the iconic leaping kick at his opponent. The dark energy swirls throughout the opponent’s body before turning into jagged spines as it attempts to leave through the skin and return to its original position, manifesting as a black explosion.

■ Leviathan’s Wrath

An enhanced version of Devil Buster, where Leviathan grabs and continues to slam the opponent until they manage to escape.

■ Jet Black

Isabella summons his own Rider Machine; a modified Harrier Jet called Jet Black, to hover over the arena and attack with a full arsenal of machine guns, missiles, and bombs. It takes half a minute to arrive after being called, and leaves once it either sustains sufficient damage or runs out of ammunition.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Though intimidating, Isabella’s greatest weakness is a lack of range and mobility. He excels at an unflinching advance, but opponents who can manage to keep away regardless will have him at a major disadvantage. In the few situations where he can be summarily outmatched in a straight-up brawl, he also lacks the mobility or versatility to come up with a decent response.

OTHER

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Though anyone can use the Infernal Gear, when used by a non-demon, it will eat at the user’s soul in exchange for its power.

Rosier “Rosie” LeVai

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⦋ ?? || N/A || Undefined ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

With high heeled boots, a 6’10” stature (with those heels), long hair, and some well-applied makeup, one might have trouble determining Rosie’s gender before they figure out his status as a Nomad. His skin tone is a light bronze, while his eyes are a clear shade of hazel. His clothes never seem to stray from grays and blacks, never hitting a true white or any flashier colors. He has that confident, satisfied look in his eye, and the way he proudly walks around with one hand on his hip and another on the straps of his tote bag seem to give the impression that he knows what he’s doing and what he’s after, even when he really doesn’t. His right eye is constantly covered by his thick brown hair, and he’s somewhat protective of whatever might be lying under it. He speaks in a rather flamboyant manner, and though little phases someone as old as him, he often shifts his tone in irritating, condescending ways when he wishes to mock someone.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

• Flamboyant
• Condescending
• Flamboyant
• Teasing
• Domineering
• Somewhat Existential
• Appreciates Beauty
• Something of an environmentalist

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

A very, very long time ago, Rosier was an angel. He likes to say that he was a pretty important one, too. When he's asked about why he isn't one anymore, his answer often changes. Sometimes he says that he was a little too zealous. Sometimes he answers that he simply got bored, or that being a perfect embodiment of light and good was too stressful.

Regardless, he was a demon from that point on, a creature of lust and temptation. He enjoyed his job for the most part, though for whatever reason, he sometimes felt like his heart just wasn't in it. It was only around the mid-1940’s when he really began to realize his true calling: Art. There was something that struck him about Earth’s natural beauty. It wasn’t eternally perfect like in his first home, nor was it eternally tarnished like in his second. It was varied, fleeting, and somewhere in between the two extremes. It was something he felt deserved to captured.

He began to travel across the world, painting whatever he found to be worth painting, and making a quick buck selling whatever he thought was worth sharing. While it was something of an odd set of decades for the devil, it was very much fulfilling, and he never stopped travelling regardless of what friends or foes he made along the way. He was going to capture as much of the world as he could behind a canvas.

As well as brush up on his combat skills. Heavens knew there were plenty of roadblocks on his travels.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Rosie has some dextrous, delicate hands, and he prefers not to get them dirty on those lesser Nomads. His palette knife is actually the sealed form of his long-cherished greatsword, Rembrandt, and by coating it in shadow, he can project a sharp blade similar to a real knife. He uses it in up-close encounters, with a style that’s a fine blend between Scherma di Stiletto Siciliano, Esgrima Criolla, and Fairbairn-Sykes. He’ll deftly dance around and counter blows as well as wrap his scarf or coat around his hand and use it to parry other lighter attacks, grabbing opponents and stabbing them where it hurts if he’s feeling particularly sadistic. If a bit more range and power is needed, he’ll put his legs to work with deadly ballerina-esque twirls as well as roundhouses, butterfly kicks, and axe kicks, coating his boots in shadow to turn them into almost literal stiletto heels.

At range, using his paintbrush, he can leave ink in midair that can be used to make what he paints reality. With much room for creativity and stylistic flair, it’s his preferred method of fighting by a long shot.

He can also gather the darkness, chaos, aggression, and similar concepts of his opponents to store and use to power up his next attack.

At times, Rosie will use his BlackStar transformation, returning both him and his greatsword to their true shadowy forms as he dusts off his fast and brutal demonic fighting style.

Rosie can sense ki.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Cross Section]

Rosie grabs his paintbrush and quickly draws a line through his opponent, which cuts through them as if it were an imperceptibly fast swing from a very sharp sword. Best suited for long ranges, though it will cut through any obstacles or projectiles between them instead if at all possible.

■ [Pointillist Barrage]

Rosie draws several dots over his opponent. When he finishes, gunshots sound from midair to turn those dots into bullet holes. Takes more time to set up than Cross Section, but can’t be blocked by thrown projectiles.

■ [Dark Bomb]

Rosie draws a circle and draws a line through one of its edges, creating a large, cartoonish bomb with a lit fuse, exploding either after a few seconds or upon contact with an attack or enemy. Instead of flames, it explodes into a jet-black, ink-like sludge that impedes movement as it hardens. It will eventually crumble after a few seconds, an attack hits it, or the opponent manages to break free. If Rosie makes contact with the sludge while the opponent is mired in it, he can use the sludge as a conduit to absorb darkness from them. An undetonated bomb can be “paused” if he cuts the fuse with Cross Section, and “resumed” if he restores the fuse with his Restoration skill.

■ [Gale Stroke]

Rosie draws a swirl in the air which materializes as a strong wind that rages for several seconds. Does no damage, but can slow opponents moving against the wind, be used to roll around a Dark Bomb, extend the distance of his Nevermore dash (in the direction the wind is blowing), and remove stage hazards that were set up.

■ [Happy Little Trees]

Rosie draws a heavy dot into the ground, which manifests as a seed which erupts into a hearty, full-grown oak tree. It can send an unwary opponent skywards, but it can also be used as cover. It can be chopped down with Cross Section, allowing the tree to fall onto the enemy.

■ [Restoration]

Rosie draws whatever was missing from a broken object, restoring it as if it had never been broken. For example, a tree that he had previously cut down, or a Dark Bomb with a cut fuse. It can be used out of combat, though it’s still limited to inorganic matter or plant life, and especially large or complex subjects may be too much for his power to handle.

■ [Nevermore]

Feathered wings of shadow sprout from Rosie’s back for a moment, allowing for a quick burst of vertical or horizontal movement on the ground or in the air. If Gale Stroke is active, the distance of this dash increases dramatically. In BlackStar form, the move becomes Forevermore, and Rosie corkscrews through the air while forming a spear of shadow in front of him. If he uses the move to ascend upwards next to an opponent, they’re sliced and driven up with him by his wings.

■ [Twilight Bliss]

Rosie spins in the air towards an opponent like a ballerina, with a leg extended. If he hits his target, he’ll catch them between his thigh and his lower leg. The momentum carries his opponent to the ground face-first as he sits on top of them and crushes them with his leg. While they’re restrained, he’ll tap into their essence, drawing the darkness from their heart and feeding on it, giving him some energy. He’ll use his other leg to push himself into the air and away from his opponent once he’s done.

■ [Fallen Angel]

Rosie coats his heel in shadow and raises his leg high into the air for a devastating axe kick. If it hits, he grinds his heel into his downed opponent, gathering energy from them before punting them away. If the opponent is already on the ground, he elects to skip the kick. In BlackStar form, he launches four Star Thrusts into them after he lands the attack for additional damage.

■ [Round Trip]

Only usable in BlackStar form. Rosie throws his sword at his foe. It spins around a bit for additional damage before returning to him. In the meantime, he fights using a secondary knife made of shadows that works the same as his knife in his normal form.

■ [Stinger]

Only usable in BlackStar form. Rosie leaves a trail of dust behind him as he spreads his wings and zooms towards the enemy with Rembrandt held forwards, either on the ground or in the air. If it hits, a second, larger blade of shadow emanates from the hilt and slams into the opponent again for additional damage.

■ [Star Thrust]

Only usable in BlackStar form. Rosie summons a longsword made of darkness, similar to Rembrandt, behind himself that then sails through the air straight towards the enemy in an attempt to stab them.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Break Time!]

Rosie traces his own shadow and walks off into the background, summoning a seat and some tea, coffee, or hot cocoa (or a glass of Amontillado, on occasion) with arcane magic. The traced shadow comes to life, fighting in his stead. Though it’s rather fragile and can’t use any of his painting attacks or BlackStar-exclusive moves, the shadow will try to keep the opponent at bay with a guard and the occasional prodding swing of the knife. In the meantime, he regenerates some health and gains energy for BlackStar until his shadow is dispersed.

■ [BlackStar]

Rosie’s body turns to shadows as he reveals his true demonic form. His strength and speed increases, Rembrandt’s blade extends as it returns to its true greatsword form, and he gets access to some moves he can’t use otherwise, but he loses access to his art-based special moves in this form.

■ [Climax]

Only usable in BlackStar form. Rosie dashes back and forth through his opponent, slicing through them several times, each time using Star Thrust to set up a sword aimed at them. He finishes by holding the sorry soul aloft by the neck and stabbing Rembrandt through them as all of the Star Thrusts finally activate and pincushion their target. He backflips away, congeals the darkness used to maintain his BlackStar form into a black rose centered around his brush, and throws it at Rembrandt, causing the darkness surrounding it and making up the Star Thrusts to explode. Rembrandt and the brush fly back into his hands as he and the blade return to their normal form.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Rosie fights only decently at close range and excels at longer ranges, but falters at medium ranges where Cross Section is the only attack with the lack of setup time he needs to be effective. Anyone with the luxury of fighting comfortably in that range can shut down his ability to fight back if they can keep up with his attempts to move out of it. In BlackStar form, the same concept applies to long-range combat while he covers his mid-range weaknesses.

All of his paintbrush attacks are based on his own perception. If his vision is impaired, they become useless even if “aimed” correctly.

Though he is immortal, Rosie needs strength to maintain his physical form, and it can be dispersed if he takes enough of a beating. At least, until he can gather enough darkness to remake it, though that could take a very long time. Though decent, his endurance is nothing special, and he is especially vulnerable to holy and light-based attacks.

Rosie rarely treats his opponents as anything more than a nuisance, often viewing the challenges of those lesser beings as something not worth his time. When he begins taking his opponent seriously, they may easily have the advantage over him.

OTHER

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Rosie donates a fair portion of the money he makes through selling art to various environmental protection and preservation organizations, though most of that goes into landscape preservation.

[DocRock]

Enter the living legend.

Professor Selphia

Professor Selphia

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⦋ Ancient || Unknown || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

A seemingly young looking male whose presence seems to project beyond his already impressive nearly six feet of height. Silkly smooth red hair is often tied back, but may become more wild as needed. His outfits generally consist of a white pressed suit with a gray undershirt, but he may wear a black trenchcoat like piece over top black slacks and a purple shirt. His reddish eyes almost seem to reflect the onlooker, and he almost has an imposing aura. And yet, one can't help but feel an urge to trust at his smiling visage.

His true form, that of an immense, silver dragon, who brings to mind standard western dragons, towers above the contenders, at nearly a story from the shoulder. With at least thirty foot wing span, and well over fifty feet or more in length, he's a massive feller. But it makes him a pretty big target. And it makes take off hard.
(Stardust Dragon for appearance)

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Kind, considerate, thoughtful, ingenious, intelligent, resourceful. Slow to anger(usually), jovial, cheerful, if not humorous.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

A mysterious archeologist with an even more mysterious past. Described as the perfect definition of a wanderer, he doesn't stay long wherever he ends up, unless he has no choice, or finds he likes it enough. In time though, when he deems it right, he will move on, returning at a later date, if ever. A wraith upon history.

At least, that's the urban legend, of the Professor. A story that has become legendary over the decades and centuries of his life. The reality is as follows. A mythic type of being, who was born an untold amount of time prior, whether to a Dragon who was king, or to an actual dragon deity, matters not. For whatever reason, his nation was lost, and this dragon stepped into legend as a wanderer. Some versions of the story around him vary, saying he lost part of his memories, and fell through time(and space, given he actually hails from the other side of the galaxy), others say he repressed his memories and prevented gaining new ones for a time, until enough time had passed to distant himself. What is clear is that over centuries, sightings of him have cropped up across the globe, often in the form of him appearing at ruins or ancient sites, seeking something. Some claim its treasure, others claim he does it solely for adventure. Often when he appears, he offers his aid to those who need it, before then moving on. The truth is that he seeks knowledge, and information on where his people went, a young boy when his nation fell, an orphan of a dragon some of that society revered as a goddess.

His reasons for being a Nomad are a mystery, he may enter a tournament and beat all who stand in his way, only to stop at the final match and let himself lose. Or he may simply interview locals. If pressed, the one said to be the Wanderer of Time will simply state he's doing research for a book, or seeking a rare item. To him, knowledge is more precious than any gold, more valuable than money, more important than even food. And the memories he associates with such are important. From lost tribes of the jungles, to the urban sprawl, he's trotted the globe, preferring to keep a low profile unless the world needs him. Some even dare say he's stood against corrupt regimes, to protect innocents. At the end of the day, he's a mystery, a vagabond with no home, but to whom the world is home. Such is the one they call the Professor, though no one seems to know what he's a Professor of, if anything.

Note: His reasons for fighting are simply for the gathering of knowledge. But I made it mysterious for those in rp who want to draw wild conclusions.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

With reservation, he fights, committing only as much energy to the battle as he feels is key. Even so, he moves with speed and grace, displaying skill far beyond even what seems applicable for a skilled human artist. He seems to have no proper style, instead fighting in a manner that almost makes one think he's dancing. His moves, while rarely flashy, are straight and to the point. That isn t'to say he won't perform for the crowds, but when no one is around but him and his opponent? No reason to show off. As a dragon, he possesses innate mystical power, namely in the form of being able to use wind and lightning as his allies, imbuing some of his attacks with said elements. He may use a sword if fighting a Ki user who uses swords, or a deck of cards against a gambler. Really, he just seems to go for whatever suits him best in the moment. As an effective space dragon wizard, he can do a lot of cool stuff. Including make his own dragons, but he's yet to figure that out. Go figure.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Thunder Surge]

[Imbues the element of lightning into whatever he's using to attack with, the more conductive the material, the more effective it can be. Generally meant to stun a foe, by slamming a palm charged with lightning into the target. However, in order to stun the target, he has to strike a total of twelve times without ten seconds passing between strikes. This builds up conductivity, and on the twelth strike, the targt is stunned for a short period.]

■ [Wind Spirit]

[Imbues wind into attacks, to increase their knockback or cutting power, depending on if a blunt or sharp weapon is used]

■ [Flare Sphere]

[Literally just flings a ball of fire forward. If it hits the target, it explodes, if it hits the ground, a wall of flames rise up.]

■ [Tremor]

[Uses Ki to create a subterranean shockwave, which is meant primarily to knock the foe off balance. Triggered by channeling ki into the leg, before then slamming against the ground with sufficient force]

■ [Titan Fist/Kick]

[Charges Ki into fist/leg, to then slam into an opponent with enough force to cause a far more powerful knockback effect.]

■ [Ki Spear]

[Ki based projectile that lances towards a target. Often used for long range attacks due to high speed and accuracy.]

■ [Ice Beam]

[Ki based projectile that's as cold as ice. Flies out towards a given area, freezing the person or surface it touches.]

SUPER MOVES

■ [Elemental Rainbow]

[Using his immense knowledge of elemental magic, the Professor unleashes either a hail of ice spikes from overhead, rising walls of rock, cyclones, electro shock blasts, or a massive wall of fire(plus others as I come up with ideas) Can't be an element he just used. All require time to prep, which gives the opponent a chance to intercept.]

■ [Breath of Outer Space]

[Temporarily shifts into his true form, to unleash a powerful, almost Godzilla looking style beam, that if held, can inflict immense amounts of damage on the foe. Takes time to charge, and if used, he'll become almost totally defenseless while he recovers.]

■ [Falcon Strike]

[Just like, engulfs his fist in fire, and proceeds to punch the opponent so hard that if they do survive? That's one hell of a burn. He yells the attack as he does it. Learned it from a wandering martial artist who moonlights as a racer.]

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Despite being a dragon, due to being within human force, the Professor cannot access much of his power, without risk of causing internal damage to his body. This forces him to play carefully, partly why he relies on long range. This can cause someone to overcome when he isn't going all out. His lack of an actual fighting style means he has to rely on dodging, as his long range play style can be countered by one who gets in close. His tendency to just throw a fight if he loses interest or finds a new source of knowledge to gather can, be used against him, as his guard may lower. Additionally, his desire for knowledge is seemingly unquenchable, making it possible to at least have a chance of luring him into a trap. He also seems to have to eat regularly, and if deprived of rest, can cause him to lose focus. Nor is he really good with...relationships, not romantic, just in general. One can only imagine why. His desire to aid may overcome his own common sense, so yeah. Also if he turns into a dragon, he's kind of easy to take down if the need arises.

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Unlike most dragons, his people could easily take on human form, and did so to conserve power, and to better understand their mortal subjects. His ability to control lightning is derived from how such is considered in many circles to be a sub-power of wind. He also has a better regenerative factor than most humans, but this requires rest. He may manifest parts of his dragonic nature on occasion.

The longest time he's been "recorded" to stay in an area, was a university town about a century prior, for a period of time that while ultimately unknown, was long enough for him to acquire the title of Professor. It is implied he may be a Professor of Archeology, or History. Either way, his immense amount of knowledge makes him a living history book. And a witty one at that. He's immensely lonely, due to how he's basically at this point immortal, short of someone actually managing to kill him, but due to this, he can't stand to form bonds, due to how short life is for most. He's been quoted to say that "is this why we took human form? To understand their pain, their joy? The meaning of their lives...its a beautiful tapestry." Its also theorized he may have a lair somewhere in a remote location, that stores all of his collections. Or he may just live in a city under an assumed name. Who knows, eh?

[BayRat]

The Dragon Knight

⦋ N/A || N/A || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

APPEARANCE

Fafnir is a surviving mythological being. In his original form, the dragon stood (on four legs) at a monstrous size, the like of which dwarfed only by the eldest of his kin. Though due to the nature of his seal his form had regressed significantly in size and power. 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 7'5" 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(Like his dragon form, his eyes are yellow but glow a crimson firey light), a pair of leathery 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 is his tail. His wings are covered with a bird-like/angelic design in this armor, with some kind of flexible but plated material. 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.

■ 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.

■ Shield Hammer

With shield equipped, Fafnir swings his great shield with heavy force to attempt to both stagger and disarm an opponent in melee.

■ 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.

■ 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(Half the strength of a grenade). Ineffective for melee as it faces one direction and can't counter attack while it is up.

■ 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

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. Within the shrine lies the soul of the Ur-Dragon, a firey vortex of ki that stagnates from the Ur-Dragon's soul, passed down to Bahagarra, and now lays masterless. If one were to survive absorbing such power, they'd bring back the age of dragons by becoming the next Ur-Dragon.

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

The Crimson Prince

Vlad Relapmi Ruthven

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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 freeze 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 frozen 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 suppress 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 entirelyself-sustainable. Instead it is drawn from the blood of their victims, and absorbed to be stored and help fuel their false life. Only minute amounts of ki is restored through their death-like 'slumber', which is most effective when sleeping in their own native soil. 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. . 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. Ki-based/magic damage is harder to recover from for vampires; as vampiric regeneration acts a lot slower from the presence of foreign ki energy after some form of ki-based attack. As a result, vampires cannot instantly recover from fights involving nomads.

Aside from slowing his regeneration; offensive ki has no other adverse affects on vampires.

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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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, and are forced to either destroy or set free previous ghouls to gain more. Nomadic ghouls retain some of their skill and ki, though start out as a shadow of their former selves. If attempted on an already dead corpse, the result will not ressurect the body, but instead reanimate it as a mindless zombie.

Vlad is not only a wealthy individual, but owns several business including the 'Inside the Nomadics' magazine. In the past he also had his share of oil tycoons and a hand in other entertainment industries.

[Anza]

Anna Hathorn

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⦋ 20 || United States || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

APPEARANCE

Outwardly Anna looks mostly a human girl, standing at 5'7'' with a slim, toned figure that she's happy to show off. However, her arms are cybernetic from the elbows down, and her skin and hair are oddly pale. She puts a lot of care into her appearance, often dying her hair and using makeup to either downplay or accentuate her unusual traits.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Confident, down-to-earth, relaxed, perceptive, provocative, proud.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Anna was never meant to stick around for long. Afflicted from birth with a fatal degenerative disease, the doctors gave her only a week to live at best. Fortunately for Anna, though, her mother was a genius scientist and her father the owner of a major company, and together they decided they would save their daughter no matter the cost.

After several surgeries and millions of dollars, Anna survived— but not in quite the same body she'd been born with. Due to the damage the disease had already done to her, her forearms and several internal organs had to be replaced by cybernetics, and all the blood in her body was drained out and replaced by colorless, electrically conductive fluid. She was a cyborg now, not only alive but faster, stronger, and more durable than a girl her age had any right to be.

Her mother, ever the tinkerer, continued upgrading Anna as she grew up, reinforcing her mechanical components and modifying them so that they could channel her newly emergent Ki. With a loving family and some excellent schooling, Anna became a smart, precocious young girl with a bright future ahead of her. By the time she reached high school, she was a top student, a star athlete, talented in almost every field to the point where she left most of her peers in the dust.

As a result, however, she found herself getting bored. Yes, she could easily get into a good college and end up with a high-paying job, but wouldn't that be too easy? What would be the point of living a live surrounded by ordinary people? For several years now she'd been fascinated by the idea of Nomads, individuals exceptional enough to be able to compete with her on even ground. She craved a challenge, to be able to test her strength against the best of the best and for the first time ever truly prove her worth.

Once she'd graduated high school and grown more or less to adulthood, and no longer needed periodic changes and upgrades to her cybernetic parts, she bid her family farewell, letting them know that she was going to travel for a while and see the world before returning to pursue a career. Her future is still uncertain, but her goal is clear: to seek out and compete with other Nomads, to join hands or match fists with the only people who can truly push her to her limits.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

FIGHTING STYLE

Anna is a fast and powerful rushdown fighter, packing incredibly durable cybernetic forearms along with some versatile abilities that let her fight at any distance and threaten any kind of opponent. At close range she uses a martial art called Shoxing, AKA electric kickboxing, which uses rapid strikes combined with painful electric shocks delivered through her fists. Her punches by default deliver electric shocks, and she can 'charge' her fists further to deliver explosions on impact, burning and knocking back opponents. At longer ranges she can either unleash the raw power of her electricity as crackling lightning, or channel it through steel wires, controlling their snaking lengths to snag or strike down her enemies. She's especially dangerous against those who rely on metal weapons or armor, which end up being more of a disadvantage than an advantage against her.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Flicker Jab]

[]A lightning-fast punch, not particularly powerful but difficult to anticipate or perceive. To make matters worse, the electricity around her fist flares up as she punches, producing a bright flash that can blind the unwary at a critical moment. This can be used either as a direct attack by itself, or to fake out/distract her target to set up a bigger move.

■ [Electrocute]

[]Pretty much what it sounds like: Anna grabs hold of a target and electrocutes them. Can induce muscle spasms or partial paralysis.

■ [Onslaught]

[]An offensive dash that covers up to five feet in the blink of an eye.

■ [Brain Burst]

[]Anna activates cybernetic components built into her nervous system, allowing her body to process and respond to information far more rapidly. Essentially puts her in 'bullet time,' not affecting her movements but allowing her to perceive and react to things as if they were moving in slow motion. Can last for up to five seconds (with a one minute cooldown), any longer at once and she'll suffer a vicious migraine.

■ [Fulmination]

[]Blasts a chosen target with a bolt of lightning. Can be dodged normally, but will home in on a target carrying metal.

■ [Magnetic Shield]

[]Generates a powerful magnetic field in front of her, which lasts for couple of seconds at a time. This has no effect on ordinary attacks, but will rebuff any strike made with metallic weapons or projectiles.

■ [Magnetic Throw]

[]Anna magnetizes a metal object within 30 feet and sends it hurtling towards her opponent. The smaller the object, the faster it'll go. If the opponent is carrying metal, flying objects will home in on them.

■ [Razor Lash]

[]An electrified steel wire flicks out from one of Anna's wrists at incredible speeds. This can be used to either strike a target like a whip or wrap itself around them. If it's the latter, Anna can then use the wire pull herself towards the target, pull the target towards her, or [Electrocute] the target via the wire.

■ [Overcharge]

[]If Anna touches an existing source of electricity (such as an exposed cable) or is hit by an electrical attack, she can drain power from it and use it to amplify the effect of her next Special Move.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Heartbreaker]

Anna makes a palm strike to an opponent's chest, channeling the full power of her electricity through their body and temporarily stopping their heart.

■ [Tied Down]

[]Snags an opponent with four electrified wires all at once, grabbing each of their limbs and immobilizing them as Anna closes in and either lands a massive blow or boops them on the nose and electrocutes their brain.

■ [Touch of a Goddess]

[]An extremely powerful move that can only be used while outside. Anna blows a kiss at an opponent, and then brings down lightning from the sky to strike them five times in the space of a second.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Anna is tremendously strong while on the offensive, but against non-metal attacks she has few defensive options, relying instead on overwhelming aggression to keep enemies at bay. Her confidence and inexperience only compound this lopsided approach: she's not used to getting hit by anyone with the strength or speed to match her, which often leads her to underestimate how badly she can be hurt. If an opponent can find an opening to punish her, or simply withstand whatever she throws at them, then landing even a light counterattack may leave her reeling.

OTHER

- In addition to eating and sleeping, she needs to charge herself up now and again to maintain her strength. While this is usually done with a charging cable, any source of electricity will do in a pinch.
- Anyone who touches her bare skin will feel a gentle tingling, a minor sign of the currents coursing beneath.

[Hellis]

Ben

Ben “Rock-N-Rolla” Kaiser

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⦋ 25 || England || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Tall with his 6’2, Bens gives a lanky impression rather then imposing. While he certeinly strong and built. its slender and he does’t have the dicipline to maintain the kind of body you expect on a martial artist. He dresses in a metal studded black leather jackets, a red cape with “The King is Dead” lettered over it. HIs hair is dyed a toxic green, his skin pale and he wears a eye patch to cover his left eye as it reveals he isn’t human.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Short Tempered
Violent
Easily Provoked
Loyal
Goal Driven
Stubborn

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Ben is a vampire. That part usually is enough for people to book it and leave the town when they see him. Bens story is one of betrayal of the worst kind, and his struggle has all but consumed his life. Born in Liverpool, his father seemed like a ordinary if absent man of the house. He worked and made good money but only ever seemed at home at late hours. Unbeknownst to Ben, his father was not simply working long hours.

Bens family seemed reasonably off at first, his father working a rather high paying job while his mother, who Ben believed to be sick with a rare blood disease worked from home as a seamstress. However, the sickness rapidly grew worse and the family began to break apart however when his mother sickness worsened.

Alfred Kaiser was a newly minted member of the Crimson Eyes Coven, a very violent and sadistic group of vampires. He had been a servant of its leader for quite some time, and had helped them infiltrate human society for a number of years. His reward had been the crimson curse of vampirism.

As his father became more distant and worked longer hours and claimed to make up for the loss of income, while Ben watched his mother waste away. That is, until he woke to a horrifying scream in the middle of the night. Rushing to his mothers bedroom, he found his father leaned over her, eyes gleaming red. His teeth dripping blood. That was when realization hit the young teenage Ben.

Terrified, Ben ran and never looked back. Becoming a vagrant on the streets of England's many cities, he ran from his Father and his cronies as it appeared the Coven had plans for him. His mother had been a long been a blood doll for his father in hope of shielding her son from being turned. Ben leaving was her death sentence, but she died with a defiant smile on her lips, burning the house down with her and severely injuring Bens father.

Ben honed his fighting skills in back alleys and underground fighting arenas. He proved himself to be a quick study, and while he ended up adorned with many a battle scar, he became an apt boxer and fantastic wrestler. His brawling prowess lent him fame however, and due to this fame, his past would catch up to him. It happaned when he finally dared revisiting the ruins of his family home. Upon visiting the site, he was attacked by two vampires sent by his father. He was overpowered, being but a human. But apperently, the order was to turn him. But with newfound vampiric strength, he became more then a match and succeeded in dispatching his would be masters.

Now he is looking for his father and a way to get rid of the Vampires Curse.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Ben's fighting style relies entirely on grappling and counters. His power set relies around disorienting the opponent with dazzling speed, brutal take downs and flashy throws. He refer to it as "Slayer Grappling"
His movements are quick and violent, opting to generally go low and dodge roll when possible. Similar to a greco roman wreslter, when fighting he is squatting and shooting for the knees.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Rock-N-Kill: His primary move is the Rock-N-Kill which propels him forward in a dash that ends in a roll. If the roll-in hits or get close enough, he grabs the opponent by the leg and wrestles tosses them up on his shoulders. This is his main set up for most of his moves.

■ PunkBusta: (Only when Grappled from Rock-N-Kill or Kobain Clutch) When The enemy is secured on his shoulders or in the Kobain clutch, Ben lauches the enemy up in the air and smashes them down face first by grabbing their ankles mid air and using his ki-boosted strength to ragdoll them.

■ Rollin Clasha. Usually used the second Rock-N-Kill Connects, he simply grabs them over his shoulder and makes a high air forward flip slamming the enemy to the ground.

■ Union Jack Smack: A simple, step in palm strike that is capable of sending a guy flying.

■ Kobain Clutch: The Kobain Clutch a is running Kick that turns into a hold. The kick itself is a running one leg dropkick (also known as a shotgun kick). But the second it hits he tucks his legs and lands on the opponent, rolling with them and tosses them up on his shoulders.

■ Mindless Self Punishment/High Variant: One of his Staple Moves. Stepping in under High Attacks he sweeps the legs and pick them up for a old fashioned judo throw over the shoulder.

■ Mindless Self Punishment/Low Variant: Reversal for lowattacks is a little different in that he steps back, grabs their leg or arm and pull them into the throw that way instead.

SUPER MOVES

■ Punch-N-Roses

A reversal that if timed, delivers a massive flurry of ki enhanced blows to the opponent's face. When the opponent kick or Punch, he’ll find that Ben sways out of the way in the last minute before delivering a massive, highspeed punch that is bound to send them flying.

■ Nirvana Kick

A more powerful variant of the Shotgun Kick from Kobain clutch, only this time the kick doesn’t turn into a roll but stomp. As soon as the enemy's face is stomped into the ground, Bens heel explode with hidden shotgun shell.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Combat Weakness:
He lacks any sort of distance attacks, meaning if you can keep him at range you can beat him pretty handily. He is also a raging alcoholic and shortsighted, easily provoked into doing things detrimental to his own well being. Ben is also technically a vampire. The curse has no fully bloomed due to his refusal to drink human blood and having killed his "Sire" before the turning was fully realized. This makes him weakened in direct sunlight some, and weak to anything holy and blessed.

OTHER

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His father, Alfred, has put a price on his sons head due to Bens refusal to bend to his will now that he is a vampire.

Taiko

Takio Berg

⦋ 22 || Japan || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

APPEARANCE

5’8 doesn make for the most imposing figure, and his effeminate futures makes him downright androgynous. The young man doesnt mind the fact that other find him overly flamboyant, he quite enjoys flaunting his sleek, musculuar physique, wearing only a small vest and pants cut off at the knees. He also wears a form of scaled down kabuki paint.

PERSONALITY TRAITS
Cocky,
arrogant
Lecherous
Quick Witted
Violent
Agressive

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born in Stockholm Sweden to a Japanese mother, he never fully felt at home in sweden. Despite being a melting pot, Stockholm never really agreed with him as a person. He had a hard time fitting in with the others and fell into bad company. After he got busted breaking into a car, his mother sent him to live with his grand parents.

Turned out his Grand Parents were pretty peculiar. In fact, apparently his Grandmother was a the leader of a sect of demon hunters called the “Radiant Eye”. Ben, finding this to be just what he had always missed in life, threw himself at the chance to fulfill his “Destiny”. However, he was a thug, a arrogant, cocky, undisciplined child. And his Grand Parents teachings were long and complicated. It didn’t sit well with him who only wanted to become a badass hunter.

And, Such did the dice fall, that he would get his chance. When a couple of demons arrived at the family doorstep, intent of taking down his Grandmother who they called the “Bushi-Ona”, Takio was desperate to help. Having already picked the lock to the armory many times before, he lay his hands on a very strange variant of the Kusarigama. The weapon seemed to draw him in. The Chain weapon he found, was unwieldy but powerful. He managed to clobber and tangle one of the demons while his Grandmother dispatched the other one.

However, she was furious that he had broken in and stolen a weapon for himself. Especially since the weapon, that had an axe instead of a sickle, was a sacred weapons that bound itself to the wielders soul. She had no choice but to train the kid properly now.

The last 5 years, he has been non-stop practicing, completely consumed by the task of getting stronger. That is, until the Nomads show up in Japan.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

FIGHTING STYLE
Takai’s fighting style is all about distance and overwhelming the opponent. His axe allows him to cut and chop if people get to close, but his main techniques all hinge on the use of his massive reach. The Style itself is simple referred to as Chēn no arashi or Chain Storm. Its a fluid and fast style, with many sweeping, violent swings, the pendulum of the chains making it so that he is always moving. In a way, its like a dances, his position always shifting with every pass of the chain overhead or at his side. When ever he channels his ki, the chain glows a dark blue.

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SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Kaze: Thee bread and butter of his moves is a simple upwards swing with chain that loops around into a six sweep combo alternating direction as he swings it around. Very usefully to create distance. Also sets up for other moves.

■ Kurai Kaze.
“The Dark Wind” is a follow up attack that that smashes downwards at a hard to dodge angle, if hit, the weight on the end of the chain wraps around whatever limb it hit. It drains the opponent of strength VERY slowly.

■ Sukurīmingu-fū: Chanelling ki trough the chains, they spin so fast it produces slashing winds that cut flesh. Four projectiles in a row that he can be spread out about 20 degrees with each swing.

■ Kōtai suīpu Swinging the chain around quickly skipping nad dashing backwards, it is his primary tool of disengage

■ Tetsu no hebi Channeling ki trough the chain, he tosses the weight forward like a snake winding up and striking. It if hits, it stuns the enemy briefly.

■ Berserker Bash A very simple, ki channeling chop with the axe part of the weapon. If hit, the blade soaks some of the blood in.

■ Hagane no kaze Swinging it around him at blistering speed while channeling ki trough the chains, he can deflect many basic projectiles.

SUPER MOVES

■ Amanokaze
Swirling he schain gracefully in large half circles, as he does he slowly heals damage he has taken while dealing a fair bit of damage to anyone who gets within his reach.
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■ Tashika ni Kuro: Gahenna no Kaze (Can only be used if the weapon has “Fed” enough from Berserker Bash or Kurai Kaze.) Takio starts to swing the axe part of his weapon around his head in a small circle at first that the grow as he uses it with the chain rather then the weight. Black flames appear all around him before he starts spinning and moving, creating a large area of spinning, fiery chain. Deals massive damaage to anyone hit and knocks them away.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Combat Weakness:
While his range is great, he suffers from reliable close combat offence. Also, every attack has a fair amount of of windup and long chains can only travel in so many angles and directions.

OTHER

The weapon isn't sentient, but it does influence him to become more vicious in combat.

Kravann

Kravann

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⦋ 28 || Cambodia || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

At his 5'9, he is considered tall for someone of Cambodian descent. HIs build is sleak and powerfull, honed by a life of life and death battles. His skin copper brown skin is covered with scars and draped in a modified monk robe, cut open in the front. Underneath he wears a mesh shirt of sort. His arms and legs are wrapped in cloth at all times. His dark, brown eyes have a sense of impending violence behind the brown hues. His grin is unpleasant and cold, his mannerism crisp yet seemingly artificially constrained.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Driven
Ambitious
Ruthless
Perfectionist
Violent
Cold
Relentless

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Deep within the Cambodian jungles there is a small, almost forgotten to the world monastery. Here, a sect of violent outcast monks in a twisted, hidden society. The Phlauv Banlea or Thorned Path. They believed in one thing and one thing only: The Path of Perfection through violence and pain. The Phluav Banlea was long considered nothing more than a myth, especially since the Red Khemer had already taken its place in history as Cambodias darkest stretch of history. All the while, the reclusive monks kept hidden, only venturing out when one of their disciples set out to attain something for them.

It was to this monastery, a martial art prodigy by the name of Kravann travelled. Kravann is a martial arts prodigy, the kind that only see the light of day every decade or so. He grew up in a small fishing village, where Martial arts was as much a way to meditate as it was to defend itself. Here he learned Bokator, a Khemer style similar to kickboxing. At the age of 9 he began to sparring with the older kids and by the age of 11 he was sparring with the teens. By the age of 12 he had his first real match against a boy from the local gym. The match ended in a quick victory as Kravann toekicked the other boy so hard and so accurately in the solar plexus, that the boy had be hospitalized.

After three more matches with the same result a year later, he was no longer allowed to compete as it felt he had a unfair advantage and used it to hurt rather then just win. Kravann was 15 by the time he left his village. He moved around, staying at various gyms and dojos, absorbing techniques and styles like a sponge. He became the equivalent of a black belt in Pankak Silat, Bando and various styles native to the region. He also started to more or less headhunt local hot shots and big names, intent of testing his mettle. He left a trail of bodies behind him, often going so far to ending the career of promising talents and humiliating so called masters.

That was untillUntil he came upon Haulong, A Korean born member of the Thorned Path. He had been following the young Kravann who was now 19 years old, his masters having taken an interest in the prodigy. He challenged Kravann, and not only beat him, but broke his arm in two places within the first minute of the fight. Kravanns response was to laugh like a caged hyena, demanding to know where he could learn to fight like that.

Haulong considered this confirmation that they had found a new member and gave the boy directions, stating that only if he could find them would he be allowed to join. It took Kravann an year to get there, having to heal his arm as well as travel into the deepest Cambodian jungle.

Once there, he set to learning the Thorned Path, finding at last that he found something that was aligned with his own interestes and reasons for learning martial arts. Here, he was run trough the ringer, nearly dying and always pushed to the very limits. Even sparring was like a fight to either death or surrender.

Four 8 years.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

The Thorned Path employ a style referred to as Sechaktei Pit Hengsaa
or “Violent Truth”. The style is all about causing breakage and pain in the enemy, employing powerful, ki disrupting strikes and bone breaking kicks. His movements are very economic, and his kicks and punches snap in the shortest possible angle of attack.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

Passive: Thorned Path Diciple:
Being a practitioner of the Thorned Path; Kravann is all about pain, both causing and having it caused to him. The more pain he surrounds himself with or feel, the more powerful his Spear of Pain and Ki Destruption based attacks gets. These will be marked with a *

■ *Bakbek/Broken Sight The most basic of ihs moves is Broken sight, which is a quick step in strike that smashed his palm to the opponents head. If it connects with your head, you are dazzled and your vision becomes briefly impaired. ‘Combo Starter’

■ kach chhaoeng/Rib BreakerUsually a followup to Bakbek, Kravann drops low and jams his elbow in the opponent's ribs, knocking their breath out of them and causing severe pain.

■ damri staong/Elephant Stomping Channeling KI trough his legs, he stomps down the opponent's foot, disrupting their movements and debilitating them.

■ *damri tich/Scorpion Sting A quick strike using his thumb, index and middle fingers to strike at an area on the body, disturbing the flow of ki, causing massive discomfort and lingering pain until the ki has been re balanced.

■ *lompeng nei karchhucheab / Spear of Pain
Channeling his ki throughout his arm, he thrusts it forward like a spear, and indeed, launches a spearlike projectile of twisted, malignant ki. If hit, the victim is wrecked with immense pain and find using his own Ki difficult. The projectile is reasonably fast, but travels only in a straight line and can be dodged. Powers up the more pain Kravann is enduring or causing.

■ Sva Tralb / Monkey Flip Dodging low, Kravann uses his powerful legs to deliver a ki-infused kick that launches the enemy upwards. ‘Combo Starter’

■ Lot khla / Leaping Tiger Pouncing forward, Kravann swipes with his fingers like a claw, ki hardening his fingers so that he can literally tear flesh. Can be used to intercept airborn targets or opponents launched by the Sva Tralb.

■ Double Hammer Kick (can be used while in the air)
The hammer kick is not part of the Thorned Path, but a old habit of Kravann from his past. Like most his moves, it is quick and powerful. The Hammer kick is like axe kick in that it comes dropping down from an fully extended leg. How ever, Kravann is able to pivot and deliver a second kick with his other leg just a second before should it miss or as the case is sometimes, when it goes right through the opponent.

SUPER MOVES

■ *Embrace of Thorns
Kravann moves quickly up close to a enemy and grasps them in a bear hug while manifesting 8 spears of pain around them both. He then hold on to the enemy while each spear impales them both. However, all the pain he feels is immediately transferred to the grabbed opponent.

■ *Rose of Death

Kravanns power blooms, manifesting in eight floating orbs of malevolent Ki. For his next eight attacks, each move is empowered with a special effect or simply deal more damage. Each attack consumes an orb, regardless of hitting. When all orbs are consumed, Kravann is healed for a small portion of each successful attack.

Double Hammer Kick: The kicks impact is now faster and more powerful.

Lot khla: The Clawlike swipes causes additional bleeding, dealing damage over time.

Sva Tralb: Launches the enemy farther, allowing for longer mid air combos.

Dompeng nei karchhucheab: Becomes incredibly fast and deal more damage.

Damri staon: Deals a lot more damage, stuns the enemy.

Bakbek: Deals chip damage even if blocked (Does not cause stun upon block),

Damri tich: Disrupts channeled abilities.

Kach chhaoeng: Each hit with Kach chhaoeng pushes the enemy back and leaves a small concentration of Kravanns malevolent Ki, lingering inside his opponent. When Rose of Death ends, each of these concentrations explodes.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Combat Weakness: Pain is a rather double edged sword. While pushing him to his limits is dangerous, he is a slow starter in combat. His abilities are lacking the edge of Thorned Paths ramping power early.

OTHER

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He is a vegetarian.

[Afro Samurai]

King Gamba

King Gamba

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⦋ Ancient || Beninese || Egun Who Presents Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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Gamba’s inhabited body is exceedingly muscular and strong, chosen by his former subjects amidst a sea of others, King Gamba’s body is not his own as Gamba himself is a disembodied egun. The body Gamba possesses no unique non-human qualities itself and functions like any other body It does have several veve’s of Ogoun scrawled across it.

Said body is centuries old, as is Gamba, and over time Gamba’s inhabited body has turned him into a volatile and arrogant spirit. Believing his body indestructible, Gamba will not hesitate to engage anyone who challenges him and will sometimes engage those he perceives as much weaker than himself. When brought to reason--whether through words or defeat--he is not prone to continuous antagonizing of one who he saw as a victim.

Fiery as he is, centuries as an egunn--venerated ancestor and watcher and protector over practitioners of the Santeria religion--also make him loyal and compassionate toward those he considers allies.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Brave
Arrogant
Wise
Stubborn
Traditional
Brazen
Likes mentoring people
Protective

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Some several hundred years ago, there existed a Dahomey king named Chibueze Baako; Baako was regent of many regents of the Dahomey people of West Africa and was among the nation’s first kings. He attains his throne in reaction to one of the founders of the nation. Adebayo was greedy and selfish; Baako, though he ruled a much smaller portion of the land, was quite opposite. Under king Adebayo, Dahomey conquers and spreads among the neighboring nations, but Adebayo conscripts men for war, breaks up families, and hoards the growing wealth of his people.

Young Chibueze Baako, son of advisor to king Adebayo, begins--alongside his father--plotting against the Adebayo. It takes many decades, and in that time Chibueze joins Adebayo’s army and with his father’s military training, Baako becomes a formidable warrior and strategist. He and his father spend close to ten years gathering allies to battle the massive Dahomey army and overthrow the king.

With the backing of the largest sect of Fon nationals and the aid of the smaller Adja and and Bariba tribes, Baako leads a revolt against the Dahomey king and his men. Baako and many of the Fon people are killed as well as the Adja and the Bariba; though, and the revolt is ultimately a failure. Baako and his men are hailed as heroes and deal a great blow to Abedayo and his power base..Unfortunately for Baako, his failure means he is tortured and killed alongside his father. He is hailed as a hero by the local population, and his legend grows in the coming centuries. As the true details of Baako’s rebellion are lost to time and fact becomes folklore and folklore becomes national myth, Baako’s spirit awakens after centuries of dissonance and wandering.

When the transatlantic slave trade begins and many West Africans are sold or captured and brought to the Carribean en masse like never before, they bring their folklore and myths with them. Among those is Baako’s rebellion. When Carribean slaves are denied religious practice, they form their own syncretic religions--African belief systems coded in and as Catholic Christian practices--and Baako becomes a patron saint alongside many other African folk heroes.

And so, when Santeria forms in the Carribean and migrates to Cuba during the latter half of the 19th century, Baako’s followers and worshippers appraise him a deity and conduct a ritual to bring Baako’s spirit back to life. It is sacrificial and--during that time--untested; in Santa Clara, Cuba, its strongest warrior offers himself as tribute. Baako’s spirit is evoked and possesses the body of the warrior. Reborn, Baako assumes control of this new vessel and--with some convincing of who he once was--Baako is elected the nation’s leader and establishes his own kingdom once again. He takes on a new moniker as well--Gamba, or, ‘warrior’ in Shona.

Gamba, indebted to the Santeria religion, travels the world proselytizing and spreading the word of its miracles. As an egun, or venerated ancestor, Gamba uplifts the powers and wonders of fellow egun (dead humans whose spirits were guides for the living in the Santeria religion) and along the way he encounters resistance. Resistance which he crushes with the might of his fists and his newfound mysterious power.

To this day, Gamba travels the world preaching the word of the Santeria and bringing enlightenment to heathens. And, as an egun himself, has sworn to protect the defenseless and the weak and (if he can) convert them. It is in his travels between the continents that he picks up more technical fighting styles, primarily Kipura and Nubian Wrestling.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE
He is raw power manifest and refined through centuries of training. While he has some competence in the ‘western’ martial arts (western boxing, greco-roman wrestling), he prefers the catches, grappling, and throws of Nuba Wrestling in combination with the more contact-oriented Kipura father branch of Brazilian Capoeira.

Nuba wrestling has all the locks, grapples, and slams of greco-roman wrestling, but is far less formal and Gamba uses its freeform to chain kicks into sudden grapples or headlocks or slams, etc. The Kipura African dance art is predecessor to the one found in Brazil and focuses less on rhythmic dance and camaraderie and more on the use of one’s legs as modes of debilitating an opponent’s joints (knees, ankles, etc). It maintains the same dance-style found in Capoeira.

King Gamba prefers to use use his Kipura and wrestling in combination and is at his best when he is able to juggle an opponent for sustained periods of time and chain--or end--his combos with devastating kicks and throws. Lending to the nature of his offense, he uses unorthodox angles and fight patterns to try and freeze or outright confuse his opponent.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■Ougun’s Offering

Subtle pulses of ki radiate from Gamba’s legs--and the kicks in this chain hit like steel--as he exits the opening stance of Kipura dance, and he glides across the ground in a flurry of spins and twists while on his hands. If/when he reaches his opponent, he first goes to sweep their legs and if they jump, he chains into his next move. If the opponent does not jump, Gamba evades sideways.

■Ougun’s Wish

From a sweep, if the opponent has left their feet, Gamba transitions into a standing spinning kick similar to that of a horeskick, aimed at the opponent’s unprotected legs after they have leapt. If successful, the opponent should be leaning slightly forward and--if they do not brace themselves--about to land face first into the ground. From here, he transitions into his next move.

■ Ougun’s Command

With the twisting motion complete, and his opponent still in mid air, Gamba grabs his opponent’s head and drives it crown-first into the ground with a devastating smash. He does it hard enough for their bodies to bounce back up, where he will finish the chain.

■Ougun’s Might

Both of Gamba’s feet cease flashing ki subtly and glow bright and hot; he flips backwards, ki-infused feet smashing into his bouncing opponent and sending them skyward--or backward, depending on how well he connects. It is a devastating move which can crack face plate armor and, if one is unprotected, bruise some bones.

■Rising Toss

Gamba closes the distance on an opponent with some subtle aid from his ki and boosts his speed; he is hoping to get the opponent to move or use a high-ranged attack so he can slip beneath it and slide on his back toward them, where he will twist up and onto his hands, plunging his feet into their chest to send them flying.

■Damballah’s Grip

Gamba goes about working his way toward the opponent using his Kipura and suddenly takes the fight to its feet; he stands and blocks and feints until he can catch one of his opponent’s extended limbs; he grabs that limb (if an arm, he takes control of the wrist and pulls his opponent toward him; if a leg, Gamba slips his shoulder beneath the back of his opponent’s knee while he still has control of the leg and hoists his opponent into the air and then slams his opponent on his back).

■Damballah’s Coil

After slamming his opponent from Damballah’s grip, he flips on one hand and drops both knees into his opponent’s gut. From this quasi-side control position, Gamba reigns elbows onto his opponent’s head or a series of knees into his opponent’s side.

■Sango Suplex

Gamba uses a series of Kipura kicks and transitions while on his hands to slither his way behind his opponent where he hops to his feet and wraps his arms around his opponent’s waist. He lifts his opponent and bridges himself so that he can slam the opponent head first into the ground in a traditional suplex. It can cause someone to be dazed. This starts a Slam chain.

■Sango’s Song

Gamba, with his hips still bridged, pushes off of his feet and uses a burst of ki to help himself tighten his grip on his opponent’s waist while they are dazed, he flips himself over his opponent so the two are shaped like a ball; Gamba plants his feet and uses another burst of ki to snatch his suplexed adversary from the ground and into the air again; Gamba then tosses his opponent skyward and catches his opponent’s feet--Gamba slams his opponent face-first into the ground again. This leads into a juggle which will allow him to end the Slam chain.

■Sango’s Savagery

Gamba leaps into the air and lights his right foot with ki; Gamba then performs a quexada and smashes his foot into his opponent’s skull while his opponent is in mid air.

■Lucumi Dance

Gamba feints several esquival or side-escapes and uses this to set up chains, slams, or takedowns.

■The Man With the Steel Limbs

The one time where Gamba constantly uses his ki; it hardens his hands and feet to that of steel, and they hit with the same ferocity. This only lasts a few minutes each time he uses it and has a moderate cooldown.

SUPER MOVES

■Hail the King

The Ougoun veve on King Gamba’s back grows, its tendrils spreading down his arms and across his chest. Gamba’s eyes glow white, and for the next minute, he is able to Planewalk; that is, allow his true nature to take over and become untraceable to the human eye. When he attacks his opponent, however, they will be able to see his disembodied being, but in the form of their worst nightmare.

■The Stone the Builder Set

Gamba’s egun essence pulls itself from its body and covers Gamba with it; for the short time this is active, he automatically deflects ranged attacks using the tendrils of his veve (but for each ranged attack deflected, the time which this super is active is shortened) and takes half-damage from a physical barrage.

■Egun Blessed: The Soul Cleanser

Gamba digs both feet into the ground, its surface cracking beneath his weight; the Ougun veve stretches and covers his body from head to toe. His eyes turn white once more and so does the actual Ougun veve on his back. For the duration of the Special, Gamba gains the strength and defense of Ougun himself; even punching the air will cause bursts of wind to feel like bludgeoning hammers as they travel toward his opponent from up close or at a distance. He becomes highly resistant to other demonic, shadow, and angelic attacks, and is able to cause great harm to ghosts, demons, imps, angels, and other forms of ethereal being.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Against long range fighters he struggles a lot. Even fighters who can keep him at mid-range can prove difficult as he does not stop moving and is always looking for a way to get to his opponent and may tire. Many of his moves also require a great deal of set up to execute and against someone who does not need so much time, Gamba will also strain.

OTHER

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He sometimes carries a machete.

[KremeSupreme]

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. However doing so is risky, as it requires him to wrestle them down and spend several seconds channeling his own, icy Ki into their body.

■ 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.

■ Snowball

Calvin gathers a handful of snow and ice, which he packs together before hurling it at the opponent. Unlike a normal snowball, these projectiles are hard as rocks and could easily chip a tooth.

■ 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

■ Avalanche

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.

■ Snap Freeze

Calvin gathers then throws a handful of Ki into the air, then causes it to rapidly freeze the opponent in thick, entrapping ice. This leaves the opponent nearly defenseless for several seconds, until they can either break free or Calvin beats them free.

■ 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.

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"9'. 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, erupting into a violent discharge.

■ 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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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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[Genon]

Victor Langston and Trion One

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

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Victor is a slender young man, with sharply-defined, yet slight muscles despite his lack of ki. He has pale skin, with neat brown hair. He looks every inch the typical 'boy next door.' If you spoke to him, you probably wouldn't know he's a rich man. He likes to show his wealth in useful things. Gadgets, equipment, media, furniture, properties, cars. He enjoys expensive things, but is understated about it. He doesn't coat himself in designer clothing. He doesn't buy a diamond-studded iPhone case. He looks just like an average twentysomething, wearing whatever the situation requires and carrying himself like just another young man.

One look at Trion, on the other hand, and you realize just what that unassuming "boy next door" is actually capable of. Trion One was designed as an anti-Nomad fighting machine meant to represent Victor in the field, and it shows. A large combat drone in an intimidating black-and-red color scheme (with adaptive nanopaint should Victor need to give it a new coat of paint on the fly), its armor is military-grade, and its weaponry is extreme even for an inventor in a world where literal demons walk the Earth and people can move at supersonic speeds, yet it accomplishes all of this while being deceptively fast despite weighing 375 pounds. As an added bonus, it's got some superb environmental insulation, including water- and dust-proofing. And yet, it isn't in the hands of the military, nor does Victor want it to be. It's true that he could make a killing off of marketing Trion as a military robot, but mass-produced anti-Nomad fighting machines would revolutionize the world, and probably not in a good way. At the end of the day, he's just a kid with a dream, and Trion is a means to live that dream. Releasing it to the public would open a Pandora's Box. He keeps a few extra Trion One models in storage, and has enough spare parts to build another one if it's destroyed.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

Victor Langston:
--> Loose with smaller amounts of money. Smart with large chunks of it.
--> Surprisingly generous
--> Loves to tinker and build machines
--> Longs to become a respected Nomad in his own right
--> New to the Nomad lifestyle
--> Has a taste for the finer things in life
--> Unprepared for true bloodshed
--> A bit naive
--> Fond of video games
--> Kind-hearted
--> Strong-willed
--> Good at keeping his cool

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.

Another important thing to note is that Victor included a basic auto-repair system in Trion's housing. As Trion is expected to be away from support for a long period of time if he can't dispatch people to retrieve it, it's important to get itself to safety if it can. Trion's basic AI, combined with its self-repair, can cause it to go online again after days of being completely trashed, at which point it will attempt to reestablish a link with its master. If it can't, it will go into a low-power state until it can. Of course, like with any machine, there's a limit to how much it can take. It's hardly invincible.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ 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.

■ Plasma Ball

Trion shoots the opponent once with a plasma cannon in one of its arms for light damage. Can be fired rapidly, or can be charged up for more 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

■ 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 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 plasma cannon, machine-guns, 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

While Trion One 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 unless Victor is lucky enough to score several hits from charged attacks, 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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Margot "Renard Bleu" Coudray

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⦋ 24 || French || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Margot carries herself with a distinctly aristocratic air. While her beauty speaks for itself, her height is something of note, as she stands at nearly six feet. Thankfully, she has the money to make sure that whatever she’s wearing fits her. This includes her now trademark blue fencing outfit which evokes the swashbucklers of old, complete with a wide brimmed hat, a fox-shaped mask, and a cape. While these all serve practical purposes (Keeps the sun out of her eyes, vision enhancement, and weather protection), the only other practical concessions to her dangerous lifestyle is a recently added lining of kevlar and practical shoes.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

- Analytical
- Dramatic
- Driven to the point of stubbornness
- Generous
- Self-Sacrificing
- Quick to Snark

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Margot’s family can trace their national service back to the days of the Musketeers, where they served alongside the actual Athos, Aramis, Porthos, and D’Artangan. Since then, at least one member from every generation served under the crown of France. When the Revolution came, they were among those decimated by the Reign of Terror. Still, when France needed them, the Coudray family answered. The family had members march on Moscow under Napoleon, fight in the trenches of Verdun, and help push the Nazi’s from Paris.

This tradition of civil service has imprinted itself on Margot. While not as militarily inclined as her forefathers, she is still a powerful fighter in her own right. She’s taken up the business of vigilantism under the title “Renard Bleu”, keeping alive the ideals of the Musketeers by defending the weak. However, Renard proved to be a controversial figure as many saw her as a symptom of a society plagued by fear that did more harm than good with her theatrical antics.

Eager to prove her prowess to the wider world, she has competed in fencing competitions all over the world. This brought her fame and fortune, but it was a matter of time before people started comparing her to the (in)famous “Blue Fox of Paris”. They were both women around the same height. Both spoke perfect English with a French accent. It did not help that Renard had a tendency to appear in cities where Margot competed.

The final nail in the coffin came when she was shot while stopping a store robbery while competing in New York. While she managed to foil the robbers and get away, the wound was serious enough that she should have gone to a hospital. Instead, she hid the injury, hastily stitching it up before going on to compete that night. During the fight the inevitable happened. The wound reopened during her first match of the tournament in front of an audience. She was forced to explain how she’d been shot, and by extension her vigilante identity.

The uproar was immediate, if mixed. Almost immediately, she was barred from most ‘respectable’ fencing leagues. Those that supported her for her vigilantism almost matched those who condemned her extra-legal activities. She and her family came under intense scrutiny. Realizing that her family would not know peace while she stayed with them, she struck out on her own. Now she travels the world living off her (sizable) winnings, forced to embrace her new identity as a modern superhero..

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Typically Margot wields two blades, a rapier in her main hand and a parrying dagger in her off hand. In normal fights, she keeps the sheathes of her blades on, only exposing then when a fight gets serious. Until that point, they act like a pair of clubs, albeit pretty ones. This also gives her extra reach compared to most other fighters.

A world class fencer, Margot wins fights by controlling when and how she moves into striking range. Always mobile, she often attacks and moves in one motion. When possible, she tries to follow up an attack with a combo to press an advantage. She uses her fighting spirit to reinforce these techniques, using it to augment the speed and range of her lunges as well as enhance her mobility. As her technique represents hundreds of years of refinement, she is also trained in ki sensing, though she also augments this with her mask's vision enhancements.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ Coupe-rose (Rose Cutter)

One of her only ground fighting moves, Margot dashes forward and slides, sweeping the opponent's legs out from under them with a kick. She then follows up a series of slashes with her dagger and sword as she swiftly rises to her feet again.

■ Fouetter (Whip)

Margot makes a mighty leap, slashing her target as she ends up behind them with her sword before whipping around to stab them in the back with her dagger.

■ Le Saut du Chat (The Cat's Leap)

Expending her fighting spirit, Margot can rapidly move a few steps in the blink of an eye. She often uses this to disengage or engage opponents.

■ Riposte

A rather simple technique, Margot uses her dagger to parry an incoming attack before driving her sword home, allowing her to punish those that come to her. This is usually followed up with a kick to push the opponent back.

■ Six pétales de lys (Six Petals of the Lily)

Margot initiates a rapid series of slashes against her opponent, striking from the front repeatedly to disorient them and force them back.

SUPER MOVES

■ Attaque Vengerrese (Gale Strike)

Focusing her fighting spirit, she can make her sword strikes so quick that the very air itself becomes an extention of her attacks. This effectively increaces the reach of her sword by several feet, striking her opponents far beyond her normal range.

■ Tempête d'épées (Storm of Swords)

Margot lets her fighting spirit flow through her, blades becoming a light as a feather as she moves at the speed of wind. Using her agility, she dashes around the battlefield. She can effectively teleport like this, and becomes very hard to hit.

■ Unus pro omnibus, omnes pro uno (One for All, All for One)

With a burst of energy, Margot becomes fast enough to leave afterimages. Utilizing this speed, she can chain together a series of blows that come so fast and from so many angles that it seems that she has suddenly gained an untold number of allies which have all decided to strike at once.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Margot's fighting style has a tendency to over-extend. If she misses with her initial strike, she has difficulty following up and is left open for retaliation. Additionally any character that can keep her close will have a definite advantage over her, especially once they get within the range of her sword.

OTHER

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- She swears up and down that she was not thinking of Zorro when she came up with her vigilante identity. No inspiration whatsoever.
- She's a big fan of fantasy and sci-fi, and often reads bad genre fiction to unwind.
- She is polyglot, fluent in both French and English while also knowing Spanish, German, Chinese and Japanese to some extent.
- She actually has a degree, BS in Economics from Ecole Polytechnique.

Otsana Kurt Corral

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⦋ 28 || Canadian || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Otsana is an inumimi, meaning that she has a wolf's tail and ears. Her body is covered in scars and tattoos, the most notable of which being a large cross shaped scar on her face. Clothing wise, she wears what could loosely be called 'military' style clothing. Olive green tank tops, shorts, and a crap ton of holsters. She claims that her skimpy clothing is because she is used to much colder weather, which she is, but more than one observer has noted that her clothing leaves others a bit hot and bothered.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

- Loud
- Brash
- Bold
- Bombastic
- A bit of a redneck
- Hedonistic
- Tomboyish

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Born in a rural town in the north of the Quebec Province, Otsana is the middle child of a very large family. Even at a young age, her seemingly boundless pool of ki manifested itself as she out-ran, out-lasted, and out-scrapped her siblings and other children. She easily fit into the the 'wild-child' stereotype that follows her kind; running through the woods barefoot, scaring livestock, and generally raising hell. By the time she reached sixteen years old, her parents had sent her to Saint Christopher's Boarding School in Québec City.

While this was intended to be a punishment, she quite enjoyed herself. She often slipped away from her chaperones to explore the city, often sneaking out to get into the same shenanigans she did back home. However she did manage to do well in her studies and had a knack for avoiding serious consequences. It was here she first developed an attunement to her ki, instinctively developing her ki-sense as she dodged her chaperones. However what did get her enthusiasm the most was the summer trips to her cousins in the States, where she first got to fire guns.

Ultimately, when she did graduate a recruiter managed to convince her to join the army. They made it sound like she'd get paid to do what she liked, which was cause trouble while playing with guns. While this was true, they didn't mention that she'd be expected to work within a command structure. Even being the designated machine-gunner of her squad wasn’t enough to make her stop chafing with her superiors. However it was in the Army where she finally discovered how to use Ki, when during an ambush she instinctively managed to use her ki to keep firing her gun long after the magazine had run out.

Needless to say, the military was quite keen to use her once this manifested. She was convinced to join a special forces unit composed primarily of Ki users. Here she was taught the finer points of blowing things up, smashing faces, and general asskicking while also refining her ki usage.

All things must come to an end, and so did Otsana's term of service. After several years worth of missions, there came a point where it became clear that she just didn't have the temperament to stay much longer.

Barely receiving an honorable discharge, she found herself in high demand as a mercenary. She could be picky with her contracts, and often chose them based on how fun they sounded, like sabotage. These contracts were often broken up with her own activities, which often included robberies. It was these criminal activities that gained her notoriety, though she was careful to cultivate a Robin Hood style image, especially if it helped her escape. Sometimes this means tossing wads of cash behind her to attract a mob to slow down the cops, sometimes it means running away rather than finishing off a popular vigilante, and other times it means evacuating a corrupt official’s office building before blowing it up.

Either way, Otsana has become a globe trotter, eating when it's fun; drinking when it's fun; and fighting when it's fun.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Otsana carries several guns and explosives. Otsana uses her guns both as melee weapons and as ranged weapons. She switches between dual wielding one handed weapons and using her machine gun. She's been trained in using her firearms as meele weapons, and they have been hardened accordingly.

Her ki enhances her senses, strength, and durability, letting her use her guns with extreme precision. Additionally she's developed an unusual technique of channeling her Ki through her weapons, putting the 'fire' in 'firearms'. All her shots look like tracer rounds, but are actually miniature fireballs. her ki sensing training came from the army, where it was mainly emphasized to give her a situational awareness of where people are in relation to her, as well as their relative power levels.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ One Handed: Both Barrels

Otsana draws her sawn-off shotgun and, like the name suggests, fires both barrels at once. This has been known to knock people flat on their backs. Short Range with Decent knockback

■ One Handed: Double Tap

Otsana draws an automatic pistol and fires several times in a row. Medium Ranged with rapid chip damage

■ One Handed: Doorknocker

Otsana draws a comically large revolver and fires a powerful long ranged shot.

■ Two Handed: Bloop

Otsana fires a grenade from her launcher, blowing her opponent away.

■ Two Handed: Boloa-Launcher

Using her MG's Underslung launcher, Otsana entangles her opponent, holding them still for further attacks.

■ Two Handed: Dragon's Breath

Otsana channels her ki through her launcher in the form of a large cone of fire. It doesn't do much damage in itself, but it is likely to set things on fire.

■ Two Handed: Flash-Bang

Otsana tosses a small flashbang that disorients anyone caught in the flash.

SUPER MOVES

■ The Buzzsaw

With a wild cackle, Otsana unleashes an entire drum magazine for her MG on an opponent in one long burst.

■ Here's a Present!

Otsana plants a large satchel charge on her opponent before retreating to a safe range to detonate it.

■ Everything at Once

Leading with a flashbang, Otsana draws and fires each of her one handed weapons in quick succession.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Because her different attacks require her to switch weapons so often, anyone that can catch her off guard will be at an advantage. Furthermore, several of her two handed attacks use finite resources that she cannot replace during a fight. She doesnt have any notable movement options; even though she does have a grappling hook, it is too unweildy to use during a fight.

Additionally she is prone to excess when indulging, giving an opening for foul play. Finally, as theatrical as she is, she often has difficulty in actually finishing people off.

OTHER

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- She wears hearing protection in her ears, which also double as wireless headphones. They are pretty unobtrusive, and keep her from blowing out her eardrums from all the explosions she causes.

[Lmpkio]

Calistrophus Draconius

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⦋ Centuries Old || Draco Sapius || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Calistrophus is a scaly draconian standing at a tall 6'1", which is around average height for his race. He has dark yellow skin and a light peach-tan underbelly, has golden yellow eyes, and displays large spiny brown horns curling from the back of his head. His white bushy facial hair stems from large eyebrows and has a long beard that spikes at the tip, with white mustache wisps descending from directly underneath his nostrils. He also sports black claw tips from his hands and feet, and has a muscular tail with small spikes running down it.

As a sage for his village, Calistrophus is usually seen donning a traditional religious robe. It's predominantly tan, with yellow stripes, and has a dark brown undergarment underneath. It also dons green shoulder pads with small knots running down it. Some of the flaps that flow down the robe are engraved in Draconian calligraphy, which basically mention several philosophical quotes from other philosophers and religious monks. The robe also has a belt that wraps around his mid-section, which holds several compartments to store small items such as books, potions, scrolls, and other misc. His sword, "Kurogica" ("Balance" in his language), is extremely long, nearly as tall as himself, with a black blade that's inscripted with draconian lettering that glows a different color depending on the element he utilizes it with. It looks and acts much like an armorslayer sword, although the tip can open and close upon the user's wishes.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

• Calm
• Wise
• Charismatic
• Religious
• Traditional
• Observant
• Serious

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Calistrophus Draconius, or Callus for short, was born in an ancient underground draconian village deep within the remote northern mountains of China. This village had already existed for thousands of years, to the point where it's been rumored that they've seen the rise and fall of the first Chinese Dynasties. They never expanded into creating a larger civilization, knowing full well how the human race dominated the Earth. Only four other separate villages have ever been founded, with each not more than 10 miles away from one another. Further conflict with the humans will bring the Draconian tribes to ruin and so they hid within small villages far away from human activity. Yet they've rarely been seen by human outsiders, through occasional conflicts through sheer coincidence and luck. Only legends and rumors had been spread about the draconian people through the centuries, claiming that these lizard-like humanoids having access to magical supernatural powers.

And how right they were.

Callus was born into a line of sages, those who wield extreme amounts of magic and were lore keepers of the world. His family was the last of its kind. An average draconian can live up 200 years at most, living nearly double or even triple the lifespan of an average human being, in which many have seen a lot happen in their life time. He was born around the declining years of the Qing Dynasty, yet already did his parents have big plans for him. The local fortune teller of their village foretold of a time where they would become extinct, long forgotten as humans would expand and eventually find their village within the next few centuries. What would come next was unknown, yet knowing how the humans behaved, the fortune teller believed for the worst.

Yet they wanted to pass their knowledge and legacy towards a single individual, one prophesied to keep their traditions alive through their magic. As long as their practices, their magic, and ultimately their ideals lived on, they would survive in memory within their followers for generations after the Draconians die. And so, blessed and destined for good will, Callus was entitled very early on as the "Great Sage of Draconianism". In order to prepare him for this role, Callus was not only taught by his parents, but was also sent to the finest teachers of the other villages to reinforce on their beliefs to him. Each presented him a different way to channel his key, with each village being able to manifest their own ki into an element. These elements were fire, water, earth, air, light, and darkness.

After decades of training and meditation with these teachers, by the age of 50, Callus was ready to officially don the prophecy's title and to carry the legacy of "Draconianism". On that day a major ceremony was held in Callus' honor, as everyone from the surrounding villages came to bless him on his journey, and gave him the legendary Sword Of Sages, or what they call "Kurogica", or "Balance" in Draconian tongue. He was to travel the world in search for additional guidance and to form a school to keep the spirit of "Draconianism" alive. Yet the sage must never again return to any of the villages, as they feared he could be secretly followed by nefarious humans wanting to cause them ruin and spread the word on their existence. And with that, Callus left the village of his birth, never to return, as a "nomad".

Through his travels, he has seen much at what the world had to offer. At first, he kept his identity rather secret and usually came into sparse towns or villages. He eventually made his home near the Himalayan Mountains in Tibet, where he sought to practice his arts once more before becoming comfortable in becoming a teacher. But of course, the humans were soon to catch that he was certainly not a man. They began nicknaming him as a "lizardman", and some were curious as to who he was. Eventually, Callus was discovered by Tibetan monks, who recognized his Ki powers and began to worship him. In fact, they became the first students under the Draconian and eventually Callus' school became a reality. As of now, he had been training disciples for nearly sixty years, and has became a local icon for Ki users who come to Tibet.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Calistrophus' fighting style is essentially a mix of several martial arts techniques. Hand-to-hand, he often utilizes a form that combines Taekwondo, aikido, and jujutsu, while uses primarily Kendo when wielding his sword, along with other sword-based training. When fighting weaponless, he can change stances accordingly depending on the opponent he faces. His long limbs, thanks to his height, already make it fairly easy to hit opponents from a distance, much like an "out-boxer" does in boxing. He's usually calm in combat, and is nearly on the defensive in most cases. He observes the movement his opponent uses and attempts to fight against that style in which he thinks is the best counter to that movement. He attempts to tire out his opponent or bring him to a point where they think they'll win, only to suddenly go on an all-out offensive just when they least expect it. In short, Calistrophus is primarily a defensive fighter, only going for a quick burst on the offensive when the opponent's guard is down.

The same can be said when wielding the sword, its range being more than capable of hitting someone from a good distance. However, Calistrophus uses the sword also as a tool, such as vaulting off from it, using it as a make-shift shield, and of course to utilize his ki into elemental forms which it can wield.

There are six elements that are at his disposal. You have the four basic elements, fire, water, earth, and air, but also aether and void (which are essentially light and dark) which are used for ultimate attacks. Earth is Callus' primary element, yet fire, water, and air give him a different boost in buffs, but at the cost of lowering another buff.

Fire boosts his attack power, but lowers his defense.
Water boosts his defense power, but lowers his movement speed on land (unless he's in a body of water in which it actually implies the opposite).
Air boosts his speed and agility, but lowers his attack power.
Earth is neutral, for it's easily accessible as long as their's actual ground, and balances out both attack, defense, and speed.
Wood and Metal are also essentially neutral, for they cannot be artificially created, but they can be manipulated from the environment defensively such as in creating walls and being used as projectiles. However, they can only be manipulated when using the Earth element.

Callus can switch elements through "Combat Meditation", where he communicates with the surrounding environment at hand. For example, if he's in a rainy environment or near a body of water, he can focus on that element and change into the water element. If he's in a hot and sunny environment, or near an area that produces a strong force of heat, say a raging fire or volcano, he can change into the fire element. And if he's in an environment that produces strong currents of air, he can change into the air element. It all depends on what's around him. He is also capable of switching when nearby users that wield these elements are near, although he'd have to trick opponents to forcibly use these abilities first before attempting to switch to said desired type (i.e: fire type user igniting a large puddle of oil).

However, these elements are strong and weak against one another, so if an opponent uses something like water when Calistrophus is using fire, the latter's attack become far less effective due to fire being weak to water.

Light and dark must always be kept at a balance, each being able to be beaten if too much overwhelms one side. Light can created through a combination of all four elements through peace and harmony, while rage and chaos being the thing for darkness. Light is a defensive healing type, while darkness is an aggressive fighting type. Too much usage in darkness can blind the user and potentially can turn the user evil. Darkness should only be used in the most dire situations and only in very limited amounts at a time.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Battle Meditation]

Through calm concentration, the user can "communicate" with the surrounding environment and tap into the Xu-Wing elemental table. Depending on the element and the temperature that's most predominant in said area, the user is then capable of switching elements to match the environment he/she is in. For example, in hot environments the user is most likely capable of switching to the fire-based element. If near bodies of water, or if it's raining, the user is most likely capable of switching to the water-based element. If there's heavy winds, or if any wind is present in a location, the more likely the user can switch into the air element. And if there's dirt or any form of physical ground, the user can switch to the Earth element. This takes some time for it to truly take effect, so concentration is key for it to work successfully, even when in battle. This can also work if a user wielding any of these elements are also nearby.

■ [Xu-Wing Slash]

An offensive slash that changes to fit what element the user is utilizing at the moment.

Fire allows the user to send a wave of fire wave of fire towards his opponent. It goes quickly in the direction of the swipe and upon impact can cause severe fire damage if it hits an opponent. It can travel for very short distances in water before it extinguishes.

Water causes the blade's edge to become enveloped in high pressure streams of water. This makes a blade capable of breaking through rock and dirt at such pressures and can easily detach organic limbs on contract.

Air allows the user to produce a gust of wind that can knock back opponents and break through wooden walls with a single sword swing.

Earth has the user simply strike the ground hard with his sword and issues a small earthquake to stun and/or throw the opponent off. The shaking only lasts a second or two, but its strong force still can tip unbalanced opponents off. It also produces a small shockwave that can knock opponents within 2 meters off the ground, however any farther and it doesn't effect the opponent.

■ [Xu-Wing Wall]

A defensive ability that allows the user to create a wall of the element the user is utilizing at the moment.

Fire allows the user to erect a wall of swirling fire. It causes fire damage to anyone who touches it.

Water allows the user can create a wall of water in front of him to slow or block incoming projectiles and as a source of water to extinguish fire. If used underwater, it has the altered effect in removing water around a certain spherical radius, providing a pocket of air in which air-breathers can breath in.

Air allows the user to create a barrier of wind that can deflect most projectile attacks. The user can also issue a strong pushing motion with its hand in order to move the wall towards the opponent, which can effectively knock back it.

Earth allows the user to erect a wall of whatever ground is available to them. It can be made of dirt, stone, wood, or even metal, each having a different quality of defense (loose dirt being the weakest and metal being the strongest)

■ [Xu-Wing Energy Bolt]

The user is capable of unleashing elemental energy bolts of whatever element the user is utilizing at the moment from its hand or sword.

Fire allows the user to unleash a bolt of fire at his opponent. This can range from small fireballs to torrents of roaring fire.

Water allows the user to issue a ball of water at his opponent, which issues a powerful knock back effect upon impacting the user. It can also allow the user to fire a water jet at the opponent, which can get to being as powerful as a water jet cutter, effectively cutting through stone and weaker metals. To get as powerful as this however, a huge water source must be present, as well as an intense amount of concentration to pull this off.

Air allows the user to issue a ball of air at his opponent, issuing a powerful knock back effect upon impacting the user. The user can fire a stream of ultra-pressured air that can push an opponent farther back.

Earth allows the user to manipulate the ground below him by throwing chunk of any element below him at his opponent through telekinesis. Through immense concentration, the user can even "liquify" the ground and unleash it at the opponent in it's static form. This also includes wood and metal respectively.

■ [Xu-Wing Breath]

The user is capable of firing a breath of whatever element the user is utilizing at the moment from its mouth.

Fire allows the user to fire a breath of super-heated plasma from its mouth, ranging from small fireballs to roaring fire torrents.

Water allows the user to fire a breath of high-pressured water from its mouth. He can also fire water steam from his mouth to be used as cover to confuse the opponent.

Air allows the user to fire a breath of high-pressured air from its mouth, blowing its opponents away.

Earth allows the user to fire a breath of liquid earth, wood, or metal from his mouth, which hardens upon impact with a physical object. Breath variants depend on whatever material is more accessible to him in said environment.

■ [Xu-Wing Infusion]

User can infuse himself or his sword in a particular way based off of the element the user is utilizing at the moment and gain a significant buff or advantage to said part.

Fire allows the user to buff its sword's blade, where it ignites to be covered in aggressive lashing flames. They can cut through most material, which even includes metal, and issues fire damage on the opponent. It only lasts several seconds in water before becoming extinguished.

Water allows the user's skin to become much more smooth, allowing the user to become more streamlined. In water, this allows the user to become a better swimmer in water, and on land he secretes a watery substance that allows him to slide almost effortlessly on the ground for faster movement.

Air allows the user to become much more light on its feet. The user is capable of jumping higher, running faster, being more agile, and drains less stamina for up to a minute.

Earth allows the user to harden his skin to protect itself from most physical blows and gives a slight added strength boost to the user for up to a minute. Fire cannot effect the user as the thicker skin is basically fire-proof. The user is slightly slower in this form as a consequence.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Concentrative Light Wave]

Then the user is at its calmest state of mind, he can gather upon all the light that is within him into his sword and unleash a powerful strike that unleashes a wave of light towards its opponent. Upon impact, the wave creates an explosion that engulfs the victim in blinding light, usually burning victims before finishing. It's most affective against those who reek of darkness and to those who are demonic (essentially to those who are evil).

■ [Forbidden Dark Slash]

When the user is in a desperate state of rage and anger, he can gather all the darkness within his soul into his sword as he unleashes a fury of dark-type strikes on his opponent. After finishing, a massive explosion occurs as it begins sucking away at the opponent's health. This dark ability is to be used cautiously, as those inexperienced are prone to be corrupted by this very move. It's most affective against angelic foes.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

While Calistrophus' elements give him a boost in certain stats, it also lowers a certain buff from him (as stated in his fighting style). His fire element produces more attack power, but sacrifices in defense, making him prone to get wounded easily. His water element produces more defense power, but unless he's inside a body of water, his movement speed is nerfed significantly, making him less capable of dodging attacks as frequent. And his air element produces more movement speed, but nerfs his attack power, making his attacks less affective then they usually are. Only his default element, Earth, doesn't have a significant disadvantage, but also doesn't give him an advantage in any aspect as these buffs are balanced out equally.

As also stated, his elements can also be countered by other elemental users using certain elements, as shown below (although exceptions may apply):

Wood parts Earth
Earth dams Water
Water extinguishes Fire
Fire melts Metal
Metal chops Wood
Air is neutral

OTHER

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TBA

Aleksandr Maxima III

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⦋ 39 || Russian Homo Sapien || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Alek is a burly middle-aged Russian man standing at 5'10". He sports a stocky, yet burly pose with heavy masculine features. His face is rugged with thick bushy eyebrows, short black hair, and a prominent mustache forming into a light beard, with his body also being quite hairy. He features a chiseled face, a roundish nose, and a scar running diagonally down his right eye, which happens to have a mechanical artificial eye implanted that glows a light blue when activated. Meanwhile his free left eye is brown in color.

Alek's armor is predominantly made up of a dark bluish-black armor alloy, with some gray, white and gold pigments and pieces allocated sparingly on the suit. His visor has a red-lensed scope that allows him to monitor enemy vitals and holdouts. He also sports a ragged, battle-worn, red cloak running down his back.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

• Serious
• No-Nonsense
• Determined
• Lugubrious
• Solemn

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

In an alternate universe in the year 2649 - all is not well. The entire world is in revolution, combating against the giant mega corporations that were hellbent in gaining control of their governments for their own profit. The richer have never been as rich as they have been… and the poorer have only gotten poorer still. Corporate entities overran governments such as the United States, the United Kingdom, France, Egypt, China, Japan, Australia, India, and many more, becoming what’s essentially the Imperial Corporate Empire. Yet despite such a grim outlook on the world, several strong factions remained determined to fight the corporate entities and restore a new democracy to the world.

One such faction, the United Anti-Corporate Union (UACU), bounded together to create a strong army to combat these regimes. Lead by several major Russian politicians, generals, and powerful companies of their own, they received the major amount of tech and research in order to even successfully stand up against the technologically advanced civilizations, who had armies upon armies of mechs, spaceships, and other scientific horrors that were waiting to be unleashed. One of the UACU’s first major projects was to create a freedom-fighting Super-Soldier program that can take on these opponents more effectively. They gathered several willing participants, including a veteran Russian soldier named Aleksandr Maxima III.

Alek’s life was surrounded by war. His parents were part of the war effort of the local militias and resistance programs. His father was a dedicated soldier while his mother was a field medic. Both simply died on the battlefield, his father taken out by an enemy drone, and her mother taken away as a hostage to the new Gulag camps… never to be seen again. All of this happened when he was sixteen years old and he was forced to join the local Russian resistance program, being constantly on the run from the enemy, before joining the newly erected UACU. He was infused with raw ki energy, provided by a fallen nomad who volunteered to have his ki distributed by the Union upon his death. Upon receiving their newfound strength and abilities, Alek alongside the other handful of newly created super-soldiers were ready to take the fight to the Corporate Empire and bring back the democracy and wealth to the people.

In the beginning years of their debut, the S-Soldier Squad, which became known as “Phoenix Squad”, won several major victories against the Corporate Empire in the Eastern Europe region. From eliminating various secret projects, to hostage saving situations, and even fighting out on the frontlines in major battles, they became heroic icons within the European public and as elite soldiers of the UACU. Yet these series of victories seemed to quickly dissolve as an illusionary trick, as the Corporate Empire called upon the release of a secret project created by the vile Genesyn Inc 66 million years in the making…

The Saurostrains.

When these demonic dinosaur mutations were finally released into the War, the tides had turned yet again. Most of the UACU’s forces, as well as Alek’s entire squad, were savagely murdered by these newly released beasts within mere weeks of their debut. One creature in particular, named Apollyon, nearly killed Alek as he was able to gouge his right eye out with a massive claw of his. The Super Soldier only barely managed to escape the carnage with his life as he was lifted back to base to recover. During his recovery, the UACU was luckily able to get their hands on an eye enhancement implant, the "Sight Of God", that would not only reclaim Alek’s sight, but also to significantly improve and add upon the soldier’s abilities. With this new implant, Alek was ready to get back into battle…

Yet the UACU had other plans.

They were on the eve of total collapse, as the Corporate Empire was beginning to surround their collapsing base with their newfound pets. Apollyon ruthlessly revolted against Genesyn and essentially took over the corporation as the new CEO and he wasn’t going to let the last Super Soldier get away this time. It appeared as if the UACU didn’t have a future… yet they had only one hope. They ordered Alek to jump into another universe, where he is to start again in a better world. Whether or not it would plant him in such a world was all up to fate itself, but staying in the war-torn world wasn’t an option that Alek or the UACU were going to accept. And so, through the portal Alek went, crossing through dimensions as he entered hundreds of years back to change the fate of the world…

But while he entered that very portal… his demons followed close behind.

Now they’ve arrived in a new world... Will Aleksander be able to start anew and bury the past for good? Or will Apollyon and his demonic creatures spawn a new Empire from his remains?

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Alek has been trained in a Russian martial arts technique similar to Krav Maga, an Israel-based fighting system that takes elements from other martial arts such as boxing, wrestling, aikido, judo, karate, and several other close-quarter battle systems. He typically uses sheer brute force, balanced out with some tactical strategy and skill, to defeat his opponents. Within the realm of boxing, he's considered as a slugger-class, using raw power to incapacitate and even kill his opponents. However, he has no preferred form of fighting, as he usually does anything he can do to win the battle and come out alive. He’ll even play dirty by jabbing eyes and bashing groins to get through. While his armor is extremely durable, originally capable of tanking most bullet and weak-laser fire, the time travel process seemed to have weakened the armor considerably, forcing him to become more careful in combat. His boots allow him to fly and levitate for short distances and are also magnetic, allowing him to stick to most metal surfaces. He's even known to wield metal pipes or even his guns as make-shift melee weapons if need be.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Взгляд Бога / "Sight Of God"]

Originally technology that was developed by the Chinese in secrecy, in the future it's been stolen and replicated by other nations of the world, with Russia having developed its own version. This cybernetic eye implant was given to Alek after he lost his eye in a fight against Genesyn's vicious Saurostrains, particularly the one they call "Apollyon". This eye allows Alek to monitor the key levels in individuals, who radiate out a blue energy reading. The more ki that resonates inside the individual, the brighter the color is.

In addition, this version of the eye also provides exceptional night vision and infrared capabilities, as well as showing basic stats on its opponent, such as its health, heart-rate, and coordinates. It can also determine the possible numbers of foes situated in rooms and small buildings, and has minor targeting sensors.

■ [Режим невидимки / Stealth Mode]

While Alek's armor is already incapable of becoming picked up by radar, he can briefly camouflage with the environment around him to avoid visible detection. This isn't perfect however, as if the light shines on him the right way or if seen under a well-trained eye, he can give his position away. Those who done a similar eye to his “Sight Of God” implant is also capable of seeing him, as well as others using infrared goggles. Alek also cannot use any other ability such as shooting his gun or using any of the advanced techniques his eye can use, or else the camouflage will decay within seconds.

■ [Jet Boots]

Alek’s boots are capable of allowing him to jump higher than any human. He can jump and/or fly up to eight to ten stories in a single bounce.

■ [Grenades]

Alek has access to both regular and EMP grenades which explode upon impact. He has a very limited amount per engagement, roughly four of each in total. They can also be loaded up into his gun and fired for farther range.

■ [Ki-Transfer Attack]

Alek’s suit is capable of transferring and ultimately utilizing the ki in his body to any portion of body to deal a stronger attack. The concentrated power can become powerful enough to break through solid metal, although it tends to severely strain the body after using it, hence why it’s only used rarely or used to quickly decapacitate the opponent.

■ [Weapon Supply Drone]

Alek has access to a weapon drone that can deploy a small mobile armory in the middle of battle when called on. It has a variety of weapons and ammunition at it's disposal, as well as a few limited health packs, and can even scour the battlefield to add new weapons to its ever growing armory. It can only be deployed three times per battle before having to sit out due to energy issues. The weapon selection varies for guns including:

Pistols
Shotguns
Plasma Rifles
Rocket Launchers
Gauss Cannons
Chain Gun-Turret (Final Move Only)
And other weapons the drone finds on the battlefield.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Перезагрузка мини-пушки / Minigun Overload]

Alek calls for a minigun-turret and opens fire on the opponent for ten long seconds before the weapon cools down. User is defended by a bubble shield within the time frame.

■ [Ракетный Удар / Rocket Strike]

Alek diverts his available ki into his fist of choice, rocketing towards its opponent at incredible speeds. Such a force usually knocks out opponents, knocks them back several meters, or knocks them high into the air if it's a jab. If it hits their stomach, it causes many to throw up, with this technique being called the “Гут Бастер” or “Gut Buster”.

■ [Гнев медведя / Wrath of the Bear]

As a last ditch effort, Alek's adrenaline and ki spike as he becomes enraged in a wrathful fury, his artificial eye turning a bright crimson red in this form. His strength and speed spike drastically as he attempts to rip-apart his enemy with his bare hands. He does not feel pain in this mode, as pain inhibitors let him cut loose in battle. He signature finishing move is to grip his opponent in a powerful bearhug and squeezes the opponent to the point where his ribs and organs burst and in some cases come straight out of the victim's mouth. When this mode finishes, he will begin to feel the pain he gained during the battle, which if the wounds are severe, can prove fatal to him. He can still be killed instantaneously if his head is shot. It can last up to a minute.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Alek’s armor is rather bulky and lacks a little behind in agility.

While his armor is still incredibly durable, it does weaken overtime through battle as it isn't working at maximum level due to the time warp incident. His armor is strongest during the beginning portion of the battle, but overtime it begins to loose the enhanced protection overtime, making it prone to damage.

His face is the only part of Alek's body that isn't always covered in armor, making it a great target for long-range snipers and fast-footed opponents.

OTHER

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(Disclaimer: Russian translations may not be accurate to english wording).

Akhult

Beast Form

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⦋ Centuries Old || Cetacean Mythic || Male ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

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APPEARANCE

Akhlut is a huge orca hybrid, standing at slightly over eight feet at the tip of his dorsal fin and weighs in at nearly 550 lbs. He sports the traditional colors of a regular killer whale, with black and white being his predominant colors. His massive mouth is lined with two rows of sharp, blunt teeth, perfectly suited in biting down prey and even in piercing metal hides. Two pectoral fins jettison behind his jaws, a callback to his cetacean origins, and while functional underwater they are useless on land. To replace them, he has two muscular arms with five thick fingers that are more than capable in strangling anyone he can get his hands on. Two pairs of spiked shoulder and wrist pads provide minimal defense against other opponents. He also sports a tail fluke. His regular clothing are made from brown leather - those being his jacket, tunic, and boots.

In his beast form, Akhlut resembles an Orca-Wolf-Wyvern hybrid, standing at a height of twelve feet (at the tip of his fin). He earns a hide made of sleek scales, producing a water-tight seal that makes him not only more durable, but still allowing him to be incredibly mobile in the water. His arms become longer, ending with a sharp "wing" that also connects to his back leg. Shoulder spikes flank his dorsal fin and his tail becomes more shark-like, looking more like a deadly axe.

PERSONALITY TRAITS

• Brutal
• Greedy
• Competitive
• Vicious
• Animalistic
• Cunning
• Efficient

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Legends say, that long ago in a seaside village now known as Nuuk, Greenland, there was a man named Toklo. A middle-aged and grizzly figure, sporting a bushy beard and long smooth hair, he was a local fisherman for his village. Every few days he’d go out on his large canoe and capture fish for his people, often supplying a weeks-worth per catch. Having worn the mantle for nearly forty years, he was once considered as one of the best fisherman in the region, able to identify nearly every kind of fish or marine mammal and knowing each and every spot where said creatures usually congregate. He’s even known to capture seals all on his lonesome and legends say that he and his friend had killed an angry orca that threatened to turn over his boat. In short, he was a highly respected hunter, with some claiming he’s the son of a god.

Yet as one of the greatest fishermen in his region, Toklo doesn’t simply see the ocean as a simply a place to hunt for food. And not only does he enjoy in meeting the ocean every so often, he obsesses over it. This became more and more prominent the older he became, even to the point where he visits the ocean every single day, no matter his condition. He often finds himself out at sea during his hunts for days at a time, relying simply on the fish at sea to nourish his human needs. It also wouldn’t be uncommon to see him swim in the frigid waters either, usually for several hours, and miraculously not receive any frostbite. Toklo has claimed that he had always felt out of place on land and desired to be one with the ocean. Initially his remarks weren’t taken as seriously, at first minding it as childish aspiration before considering it as a means to express his passion for fishing. But when his days out at sea began worrying the villagers, both on the possibility of losing their champion and the fact that they will reach starvation, it finally became clear to them that he quite literally meant it. He was spending more time wading with the fish, then using them to help his people.

The villagers eventually concluded that Toklo became mentally unstable and ultimately banned him from their village entirely. So when he found out day later after the banning, the fisherman was utterly devastated. Casted out from his own village after being proclaimed as a hero and champion, he was forced to travel the icy tundra in search for a new place to call home. During his travels, he encounters a pack of arctic wolves and, through unknown reasons, decides to join them. Of course, Toklo was immediately rejected and nearly mauled to death as he attempted to run away into the hills. However, before he would become food to the pack, the fight was interfered by an evil earth spirit, Amarok, who took the form of a gigantic black wolf and scared off the pack just by his sheer presence alone. Having sensed the human's vengeance against mankind, the wolf decided to make the fisherman a wolf himself, only after having Tolko to become his servant and to do his bidding in exchange. Tolko, now a black and white wolf, agreed reluctantly as he forced himself to join under Amarok’s guidance.

Yet after serving the spirit for only a week, does Tolko still wish to remain in the sea. Now that he feels that he has been ensured to never set foot in an inuit village again, he vows for the perfect opportunity to head back into the affection of the ocean he has loved for all these years. So when Keelut ordered Tolko to ravage a seaside village, the rebellious wolf ran away after descending deep into the village. Now free from Amarok’s grasp, Tolko descends deeper and deeper into the depths below, ready to become one with the ocean.

Yet his duty on Earth wasn’t complete. As the spirit gatherer of the dead Anguta was about to take his soul to the underworld, he too was intercepted by another spirit. Agloolik, an evil spirit of the ocean, sensed Tolko’s distress and inspected his condition. Recognizing him as the prior legendary fisherman everyone was talking about, the spirit offered him another chance to redeem himself by placing him back in his human body. Tolko disagreed full-heartedly, insisting to the spirit to give him the body of that of an orca and to earn a body that will grant him revenge against the people who banned him from the village. Agloolik granted his wish, morphing his body into what many call a cross between a wolf, an orca, and a wyvern. Thus Tolko was no more, for he is now known as...

Akhlut.

For centuries afterwards as he terrorized the inuit people around Greenland and the nearby islands and coastal regions of Canada, destroying their villages and eating their fish and livestock. No one was able to stop him and the gods didn’t help for unknown reasons. Yes once they were able to trap Akhlut briefly in a glacier, various villages were destroyed by the malevolent beast, including Nuuk itself. Yet despite his absence, the inuit passed down their experiences to their descendents, eventually sparking great legends and nightmares for centuries to come.

Fast forward to the present day… Akhlut has freed himself from his icy prison and found himself in a strange new world that felt quite alien to him. His new default body is an orca-human hybrid, secretly provided by Agloolik during his frozen slumber in preparations for his revival, provided an easier body for him to move around in the urban jungles that littered nearly the entire Earth. The creature's spark for revenge against humanity has since vanished, yet it doesn’t mean he’s on the side for good. Attempting to blend in with his environment, he decided to work as a traveling mercenary-for-hire, joining anyone just to retrieve a sense of newfound purpose and to make a good profit or so. However, despite having to adapt to his new life, never does the thought of the ocean leave his mind in one form or another. And so once every often, when he doesn’t have a day that’s booked, he takes a nice refreshing dip into the nearest body of water and remembers the life back before his transformation.

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

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FIGHTING STYLE

Akhlut is a heavy-duty brawler, using his extreme strength to utterly demolish his opponent and his thick blubbery hide to take quite a beating. Yet he is no slugger, as he often produces unpredictable movements in combat to throw his opponent off. He's also no stranger to fighting dirty, or virtually with anything he can get his hands on. He's also surprisingly fast and agile, allowing to leap high distances to keep up with his opponent and dodge any incoming fire. While preferring to combat his opponent with his bare hands, he is also quite proficient in using heavy weaponry, like rocket launchers and mini-guns.

Akhlut also uses echolocation to search for his opponent when he's unable to see them. This is extremely useful when navigating in a pitch-black environment, or when he's underwater. Speaking of underwater, it can come as no surprise that he's extremely fast when swimming under the waves, using his tail and pectoral fins to move freely in the water.

Akhlut’s beast form is much more brutal and savage, as he strives to put his opponent down in a fit of raw strength and wrathful intent. He'll do whatever means necessary within the amount of time he has in order to decimate his rivals.

SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Heavy Punch]

Akhlut charges strength into his fist of choice and unleashes it on his opponent's face. It's even strong enough to dent metal.

■ [Seismic Sock]

Akhlut stomps the ground, unleashing a miniature earthquake that stuns any opponent on the ground for a short moment.

■ [Armor-Piercing Bite]

Akhlut can bite down on his item of choice with all of his strength, being capable of ripping metal limbs and armor plating.

■ [Blow-Blast]

Akhlut can unleash a blast of high-pressured water or air and unleash it on his opponent. Water can pierce through metal, while air can knock a person back several meters.

■ [Echolocation]

Akhlut is capable of using echolocation just like regular whales can, using it to search his surroundings in total darkness or underwater. It's also used as sonar to detect any nearby opponents.

■ [Sonic Clicks]

Akhlut is capable of unleashing powerful sound clicks from his mouth at near rapid-succession. It's loud enough to be able to burst eardrums or increase the body temperature inside an organic opponent if it's concentrated on the opponent for long enough.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Charge Burst]

Akhlut charges at his opponent at great speed, threatening to slam into his opponent like an incoming freight train. This move can also be issued underwater for a greater effect.

■ [Geyser Bust]

A stronger version of Blow-Blast, Akhlut can charge up and unleash a more powerful version of said attack, both at greater width and destructive power.

■ [Beast Form]

Though rage of adrenaline and fury, Akhlut is capable of transforming into a giant orca-wolf-wyvern hybrid. In this version, he's more powerful and agile, while also being capable of unleashing large high-pressured water beams from his mouth. He's also much more adapted to swimming in this form, going at incredible speeds to run down his prey. His tail can also be used as a weapon and he can climb on walls.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

Akhlut is one big mass of aggression and anger. He puts up a very heavy offense and while his blubbery mass provides him with natural armor, his only defense is by ruthlessly attacking his opponent. A clever opponent is capable of outsmarting him through misdirection and by outmaneuvering the big lug.

The orca-hybrid often has a hard time taking things that are stuck in his blowhole. That means, if something blocks the passage, the creature's Blow-Blast and Geyser Burst abilities will be temporarily compromised. It's also a location where he can breathe so taking it out limits him in breathing from his mouth.

Regarding said mouth, one well-placed projectile attack inside Akhlut’s mouth can cause serious damage if exploited correctly.

OTHER

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Akhult's blubber allows him to keep himself warm in cold environments.

[PsyKick]

Lillith Sophia Aeterna

⦋ 300 || Middle East || Female ⦌

APPEARANCE & PERSONALITY

APPEARANCE

Lilly has a form she disguises herself in, standing confidently at 5’5”, weighing about 110lbs with an even gait supporting her acrobatic skill set and lean features. Her black thick hair is a distinct signature of where she comes from. This form had been her birth form many years ago before her father passed. Upon her father passing, the power of transformation with Kaloagathia transferred onto her. This power when evoked even slightly can bring an entirely new appearance due to the change in concentrated Ki from with Lilly. The pigmentation of her skin will glow giving it a pale blue color like that of a blue flame. Her hair will swiftly flow from black to a dusty white, and her eyes shifting from hazel brown to an ocean blue. Lilly wears a hooded cape combo for most of her travels. Underneath reveals an armor set passed down from generation in her Geradamasian lineage. The armor set has its own unique qualities, each symbolic to her family’s story of origin.

Additional Story Telling on Appearance

Once in a magazine providing profiles on Nomads, a writer witnessed the transformation, falling in awe over the spectacular process during a duel between Lillith and another Nomad . The next day there was the headline, “The Mystery of Eternity,” sharing an eyewitness account, “When I gazed onto her soft thin shoulders there was a sense of comfort, was she really a Nomad we revered as something special? Sure, she was special, but not in the way claimed by those who crossed her path. Of course there was this defiance in her demeanor as she stood on the sand of a hot sunny day. A hood without the cape draped over her expression with an adversary at a distance, exposing her shoulders and arms. Confidence? Arrogance? Whatever the word, she was charming in her own way.” The writer continued as the fight unfolded witnessing the transformation, “It was as if the Sun’s chariots were scared off, her flesh shifting from that bronzed detail to a more powerful ray of bluish white like the surface of the Moon. The Nomad’s hair striking back from black to white, her demeanor changing in attitude to the new construction of her current appearance. She was the Moon dancing on Earth, from her hair to her skin, it all seemed to simply dance. Yes, now it made sense, the Sun’s chariots were frightened by what would be the Moonlit Dancer in fear of staring into the beauty of an abyss for eternity.”

Charged Lillith

Kaloagathia

Aeterna

Kalos and Agathia

PERSONALITY TRAITS

◥Cautious,
◥Reserved,
◥Quiet,
◥Intuitive,
◥Thinker,
◥Strategist,
◥Creative,
◥Determined,
◥Faithful,
◥Confident.

BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION

Lilly is a Geradamas, and the daughter of Vitalis Aeterna; son of Jeno Aeterna; daughter of Sophia, who is the Aeon of Wisdom and partner to Dunamis; the Aeon of Power. The Geradamas believe they are spiritual entities trapped within a material existence of illusions and shadows. Born out of the Divine Seed dropped by Sophia, to be impregnated by Dunamis, is the origin story of the Geradamas. The fall was Sophia’s first born; the Creator, a flawed being by which Dunamis had no role in creating, it was Sophia’s own creation and without Dunamis it was a broken one. This creation without understanding itself began twisting the spiritual and material planes together as it saw fit. To stop the Creator from its ignorance, Sophia told Dunamis of what she had done and what the creator was aspiring. Dunamis chose to leave Sophia and the Divine Seeds behind as a consequence to her misdeed. The loss of Dunamis enraged the Creator and it trapped its mother and the Divine Seeds into forms, binding them to the material world. Sophia's spirit broken by her first born had pieces scattered throughout the Creator’s mess. The responsibility now lies on the Divine Seeds to piece Sophia back together in hopes of finding the Wisdom and Power to break the Creator’s illusion. It is an attempt to free the world of its suffering.

Lillith is a descendant of the original Divine Seeds, it is in her story told by her father, she is the heir to the Geradamas, the path of a Nomad

FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES

Kaloagathia & Kapap
[indent]Kaloagathia or Kalos and Agathia are personified versions of Lilly’s concentrated Ki. Kalos is Lilly’s personal modifier and protector, while Agathia affects the mind of her opponent environmentally and assaults where there is opportunity. The two Ki together present a range of flexible combinations for Lilly to tear her opponent down psychologically, exposing vulnerabilities more frequently. In addition, Lilly has practiced Kapap under two teachers during the time her father still lived. It is a close quarter battle system of defensive tactics, hand-to-hand combat, and self-defense.
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SPECIAL MOVES & TECHNIQUES

■ [Kalos | Physical Form | Ki Magnet (Debuff)]

Kalos begins to drain the defense of his opponent when in close proximity to them.

■ [Kalos | Physical Form | Fatigue (Debuff)]

The area Kalos strikes will begin to experience skeletal muscle fatigue, impeding the opponent’s physical capabilities temporarily.

■ [Kalos | Physical Form | Ability Block]
[indent]Kalos can void out an opponent’s special attack with his own Ki. It not only voids their special but the residual Ki left behind will be absorbed. Due to the significant amount of concentration this will delay his ability to use any other specials. This does not eliminate the move, only the immediate special attack.[indent]

■ [Kalos | Djinn | Warrior & Scout (Buff)]

Kalos increases the strength and speed of Lilly.

■ [Kalos | Djinn | Physical Resistance (Buff)]

Kalos increases Lilly’s pain tolerance and physical resistance necessary for sustaining damage or persistent onslaughts before breaking ground.

■ [Kalos | Djinn | Ki Resistance (Buff)]

Kalos increases Lilly’s resistance to moves requiring the use of Ki, they are not as effective when hits are successful.

■ [Agathia | Physical Form | No Surface Too Smooth]

Agathia is not limited to her environment; she can traverse where she wishes like a spider on the wall.

■ [Agathia | Physical Form | Pop, Lock, ‘n Drop It]
[indent]Agathia releases a cord strung from her own Ki, which attempts to impale or wrap around the desired target for control, suffocation, or pull maneuver. [indent]

■ [Agathia | Physical Form | Ghost]

Agathia cloaks herself requiring a small substance of Ki to be used for sustaining this state. This state breaks when she engages in large movements.

■ [Agathia | Djinn | Speak No Evil]

Agathia casts a blade generated by Ki for Lilly to wield. If the blade makes contact with the flesh or body of its target, an unnerving fear will begin to invade their perception.

■ [Agathia | Djinn | Mirror Image]

Agathia creates 3 additional images reflecting Lilly’s own. All 3 mirror Lilly’s movements until an object penetrates their image. Once all 3 images are compromised or Lilly is struck with a physical attack, there will require a refocus of energy to perform this special again.

■ [Agathia | Djinn | Dream]

Agathia casts a 30-yard sphere around Lilly. If her opponent decides to enter or is caught in the sphere, their perception of the environment shifts. The sphere will start closing in immediately after being cast with each passing second.

SUPER MOVES

■ [Kaloagathia | Complete Form | Access to Djinn Powers]

The transformation from Lilly to Kaloagathia grants Lilly the ability to use her Ki without channeling. Unfortunately, she no longer can wield her Ki independently from one another. She now uses one body to wield her abilities from one location. All her abilities are less strenuous on her Ki and more intuitive in nature. Kalos and Agathia’s physical form specials are voided.

■ [Kaloagathia | Complete Form | Polarity]

Upon touching a target(s) or object(s), Kaloagathia may choose to affect them by a delicate motion of her hands. The target(s) or object(s) will experience being lifted off the ground as if in Zero G, then she will motion her hands once more to forcefully send them to the ground faster than they were lifted from it.

■ [Aeterna | Summon | Nightmare]

Kaloagathia requiring an intense amount of Ki summons Aeterna. This super can be performed only once before needing a significant amount of time to recover. Kaloagathia opens a gate from the ethereal plane into the physical one, when Aeterna enters the battlefield she is gifted with djinn specials, additionally she is consistently surrounded by a small 30ft sphere that induces severe psychosis and dysregulation, significantly reducing the chance of being hit. The length of stay in this sphere of influence determines the lasting effects once outside the sphere.

WEAKNESSES & LIMITS

+ Lilly has no flashy moves for dealing damage forcing her to rely on indirect affects to maintain the balance of battle in her favor.

+ Lilly will feel the damage done to Kalos or Agathia when in Djinn form.

[indent]+ Lilly when transformed into Kaloagathia will have no access to Kalos or Agathia’s physical form specials. Only djinn form specials are accessible.