In the moments it took for him to reach his brother, Glaciers' entire form had changed from his battle form to his true form. In his intense thirst for battle, Glaciers' body now took on a complete smooth exterior, with his tail elongating twice it's normal length. The red gems numbered four, one in the mid of his chest , the largest on the top of his head and two smaller ones on his shins. Glacier had unintentionally taken on his true form in his excitement.
"Ahhh!" Glacier screamed, flying at his top speed, fist out, straight into the same leg his brother had been pounding to no prevail. Glaciers' fist collided with the beasts gargantuan leg with a resounding thud. The force of the blow caused a gust of wind to blow around him. for a moment nothing happened, when a ear splitting cracking started. Glacier smirked. "Hah! Obviously my blood's stronger then his!" The crack continued up the leg till a loud snap could be heard, then nothing.
Glacier stared at his fist for a moment, then the leg, and the fist again. In shock that the leg looked perfectly fine. "I know I did something. I heard it, I felt it. But why?" He turned to see his brother, "Glac...." Even before he could finish his brothers name, Glacier, got his answer. BAAAM! A massive chunk of ice, if it could be called a chunk, that was shook loose from his impact came slamming down on him.
The sudden hit that took him by surprise knocked the wind out of him. Gasping for air the ice chunk took him all the way to the ground. With a loud thump, he hit, the sound lost in the storm of the giants rage, a huge poof of snow engulfed Glacier and his new ice tumor from view.
Glacier walked past the guard with a smug look on his face, directed deliberately at Glacial. "I love a good Glacial humiliation in the morning." He began walking to Glacial, trying to reach his side, when he just took off storming into the fray. Glaciers' head dropped, with a long sigh, he took off after his impatient little twin. "Every time, every time! Something dose not go his way, and off he goes. Rushing head first into what ever crap he can accidentally find first. Then, it's up to Glacier, to save his scrawny little neck from what ever. While trying to keep my own neck at the same time! I might add." Glacier let out an anger filled growl, it went unheard in the icy winds. Relief filled him, clearing his mind.
Glacier trekked on, trying to keep sight of his twin was near impossible, out in the icy winds of Arcose. Moments later he lost sight of his brother, Glacier, started to fret at the thought of losing his brother out here. "What is with these whiteouts? It's not usually this bad." Just then he heard the loud howl of his brother off to the left of him. "Thank the gods!" He began running towards the sounds of his brother.
"Glacial! Glacial! Glai..." Glaciers' voice stopped dead in his throat. The snow and ice blizzard complete seceded as he broke through some strange wall. The weather was so still here. Glaciers' eyes looked straight ahead now, in awe. His ears cringed at the earth shattering sounds of not one, but two gargantuan mountains, doing what they called battle. They reshaped the very land their massive crustacean like legs stood on. Glacier, for the first time in his life felt like but a grain of sand in the large scale of things. His hand clenched into a fist, a grin peeled open across his face. Pure excitement and adrenaline filled his pulsating veins at the sight of a true, un-staged, rule free battle. He had never felt this before and he was hooked, the Arcosian blood that filled him, had for the first time truly awakened.
Glacier, for the first time in what seemed to be forever noticed his brother, he was flying head long into the midst of the two gods of their domain. Not to be out done or miss his chance, he blasted off at speeds he had never reached before. Fueled by his intense passion, the past generations of his line screaming for blood. Catching up with his brother was all he could think of.
Glacier, slowly followed his younger twin down the stairs at his own steady pace, the two passed easily without trouble. That was until they reached the one of the gates on the first floor. Like the other two gates of the mountain belonging to the Red Clan, it was guarded by a strong warrior in his combat form. Slowly the guard paced back and forth, only stopping to check the occasional servants supplies they were bringing into the mountain.
Suddenly his younger brother stopped and quickly leaned back towards him. "This, is exactly why I cant walk without caution with him. I've had enough head butts to the face from his, so called quick thinking." Glacier listened to his younger brothers ludicrous plan at suicide. He decided to just sit back and see how his brothers brilliant plan worked out, he was by no means going to get himself murdered.
Glacier was startled, even knowing his brothers plan, but when he broke off in a run screaming like a banshee, Glacier did not expect that one. Everyone shocked, startled and the downright terrified servant or two, they all dropped what they were doing to stare at ths maniac, even the guard was stunned at the reaction of Glacial. Any other time you would of seen the guard use force to stop the extruder, but he hesitated letting him slip pass. Glacier saw this, a theory popped into his mind. He now needed to test his theory on the guard peculiarly did this.
Glacier began to make his way to the guard, the commotion started settling down, a few servants flickered their gaze to and from Glacier walking by, the rest carried on again. Once reaching the guard, who was now well composed again, he looked up to him. Clenching his fists together he began channeling his energy and rage, bursting forth into his new battle form and faster then he ever had before.
"I'm here with that imbecile" he pointed off to his brother. "We are here for the trials." Glacier folded his arms awaiting the guards answer.
The guard stared at the now battle ready Glacier for a moment before speaking. "It's about time you two did something. Your mother already informed me of your newest development, all I need is to see the rash ones battle form and you both may pass.". He pointed off to Glacial, not even turning to look at him.
"Mother, I figured she had a hand in this, if father had this would of turnd out a whole lot less, well bruiseless."
The Arcosian brothers had finally obtained their coveted battle forms and were eager to prove their father wrong. Glacier, usually more reserved then his brother Glacial, even had a impromptu excitement in his step, still he kept a set distance from Glacial, as they strode the stairway. They had been training on the lowest levels, where no Arcosian with a sense of pride would dare tread . All the long grueling hours had paid off and they would see them justified, if it was the last thing they did. With each bounding step Glaciers’ pride grew, his hour had come.
Finally he reached the fourth level, only moments after his rambunctious brother. The two turned together and started off down the cavern halls leading to their cavernous home. Reaching the large doors, ready to barge in, to demand their right to the trials of manhood, they stopped. The resonating voice of their father halted their triumphant entry, “I don’t care if they have completed their combat forms!”
Glacier reached out instinctively to hold his brothers wrath back, at their father, before he could, their mother spoke, calming Glacial far better then he ever could hope for. “If they are able to utilize the combat form we can not keep them from going out on their own. It is our way, if they can they must.”
Their father went on ranting and raving about the shame, oh the endless shame, the two have and will continue to bring down upon the family. The two turned enraged, not wanting to listen to the endless babbling of their father, neither did they want to cause more heart ache for their mother by busting in on them. Seething with anger Glacial turned to walk back down the hallway when he spouted, “We don’t need that old mans permission. All we need is a heart.”
Before Glaciers’ brother could walk pass him, he clasped Glacials’ should, with a tense glare in his eyes said, “For once brother I agree with the rash nature you posses. We will force his acknowledgement and get our revenge. We will show him shame.” The two strode off with a new unwavering purpose.
Name: Glacier Race: Arcosian Home World: Arcose Current Location: Arcose Affiliation: Arcosian Empire Age: 60
In all of his forms, Glacier, like his twin has a mark that identifies them as twins. Glacier's are always visible in the gems on his forehead.
The Mark
Diplomatic Form
Battle Form
True Form
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A rarity occurred on planet Arcose, among the Arcosian race, a birth sac held not one larva, but two. This anomaly was almost unheard of in their race. Glacier was of this twin sac. The moment their sac was conceived Glacier and his brother fought for utter dominance over on another. This in itself made their father North, a commander in the Red Mountain Guard, quite excited to see the grandeur of his loins, be it two, or better one son, who fought and won his first battle even before birth. The day they spewed from their sac, Glacier proudly, triumphantly, strode forth from their battle dome, dragging his brother by the neck with his tail. The event was something Glacier never let his brother forget.
For the next five years Glacier stirred and writhed around, as he gestated in his larva state, slowly accumulating his power, developing his true form. The time finely came, Glacier, burst forth from his larval state into his true form. Their farther North, excitement was short lived. The power level of Glacier and his brother was pitiful, in no way would these two ever earn respect in the eyes of their clan lord, let alone Lord Shiver. On the day of what was to be great joy, and respect for an Arcosian new born, was instead filled with dismay, and pure, utter disgust. North turned his back on his sons from that day on, not carrying for their progress. Icy the mother of Glacier and his brother loved her boys deeply. Her excitement from seeing twins, and to seeing their true birth, has only grown made Icys’ love deepen for her precious boys.
Glacier and his brother spent the first days feeling out their new bodies, constantly battling among themselves, claiming the better of each other with scores, of winning and losing. Soon the confides of only being aloud to roam the house began to bore them. The sounds and stories of the outside their mother told them intrigued and fascinated them. Glacier and his brother excitedly went to their father, in hopes he would train them in the Nightmare Transformation. Their excitement turned to resentment and anger towards their father. Like at their true birth North turned his back on the boys taking no interest in them, leaving them to their diplomatic mother.
When Glacier and his brother had finely become in tune with their bodies, Icy took them under her tutelage, train them in the art of Nightmare Transformation, to reach the diplomatic form. Every day they would train on the three principles set for the first stage. One: imagine ones self as small, weak and non-threatening, as possible. Two: Feel that said weakness. Four: Give that weakness and un-imposing power a form. Over the next long twenty years, Glacier and his brother practiced this over, and over again, the added anxiety of wanting to get out and with their less imposing mothers teachings Glacier and his brother reached their diplomatic forms when they did. This only fed Norths’, anger, frustration and shame more. Taking twenty years was a very long time, North, felt they would never reach the next form with the time taken on the first.
Finally Glacier and his brother were free after reaching the diplomatic form. The new exploration was about to commence. Upon entering the, Red Mountains commercial areas, on the 3rd floor right under the, Head of the mountain, in the favored level. It was quite clear as to why Glacier and his brothers father was so disappointed. Before this their was no other beings around but slaves and mother. The crowd of new pureblood faces showed the difference in power. This infuriated Glacier and his brother that being said, their mouth got them into more trouble than not, trouble that was not spoken of do to it being punishable by death. More than once they would come home scraped and bruised. Icy always made a fuss over it asking what, where and when this happened but Glacier and his brother always insisted that it was them being clumsy, or getting to rough with one another, she always new the truth though. Shortly after the first time they came back roughed up she started them on their second transformation, the Battle Form.
Glacier and his brother found exploring the mountain a much more pleasing and exciting experience then training a new form again. One day as they were exploring floor one of the pure bloods, were the more exciting un-favored Arcosians lived. This is were the Arcosians who lived for them selves resides. A place full of pleasure, relaxation and self indulgence. The two boys found a passage they’d not seen before, that seemed to be warded off. Sneaking in they found themselves down on the top lower levels with the no names. Their they saw what was called the impure bloods of all colors. The impure seemed to bow before them, or ask to show them their promise. Glacier and his brother loved it, they felt like gods. This became their new playground. One of the times they came here they met a impure, so mixed he was black. He shared with them his dream of redemption at becoming a grand gladiator, his name was Cube. This struck up an old friendship of impure with pure, a forbidden and disgraceful event. Strangely enough this friendship would peak Glacier and his brothers interest in fighting and their battle form once again.
Every day Glacier and his brother could get to the second lower floor of the impure, they would watch Cube train, day in and out for the coliseum. This almost daily event would come to form the basics for the twins fighting style. The days Cube was not around they would wait to see if he was one of the chosen to be a gladiator, but time after time he would walk back in with the rest of the rejects. Soon it became quite clear that do to the unnaturally high impurities of his blood, no one would be sponsoring him. Cube fell deep into depression on every rejection. Glacier and his brother were afraid of him giving up on life entirely. The next time they saw their father they causally mentioned a impure they had seen with great potential. North thought it might be a way his sons could find honor by recruiting exceptional gladiator prospects, so he decided to test their judgment. Upon checking on the impure Cube he was pleasantly surprised at the talent of his sons eyes. North agreed to sponsor him and planned on giving him to them as their first gladiator when, if, they reached their combat form.
Over the next few years not much happened, Glacier and his brother trained to reach their combat form and on their battle styles. Every day that their father was around they would ask how cube was doing in the coliseum. At first North thought it was an obsession with the coliseum and violence which made his sham a bit less, especially now that they themselves had picked a hit gladiator to sponsor. Sadly that new found pride building would be utterly dashed. One of Norths men came to him with a message regarding his sons and cube. The message told of how Norths sons and cube actually met. His rage was one that would only be quenched by blood. North was able to get a one time pass for his two son to leave Red Mountain and enter the coliseum for a special show. Do to Norths standings he was aloud this. When Glacier and his brother heard the news of the special permission to see their friend Cube fight, they were immensely excited. The day came for them to watch, standing in the stands, they cheered as Cube came striding out. It was the first time in years the twins had seen their only friend. The moment the challenger entered the arena their hearts dropped, it was North, their father. What happened next was nothing short of a slaughter fest of Cube.
Returning home North explained this show and the disgrace they brought on the family, that he did them a favor. Glacier and his brother were ultimate changed, the two child like explorers now a mass of anger and rage, bent on revenge against their father. From that point on they decided to put forth everything they had into reaching combat form. For the next ten years their life was nothing more then channeling all their rage, hate and raw power into their new Nightmare Form. Learning new techniques and strategy to become full weapons of death. Just a couple of weeks ago Glacier and his brother finally achieved the form they have so desperately been trying to reach. Now they await the chance to prove them selves Arcosian men, for the right to challenge their father and gain revenge.
Diplomatic Form Base Power Level: 5,000 Average Power Level: 3,000 Max Power Level: 6,250
Combat Form Base Power Level: 12,000 Average Power Level: 8,000 Max Power Level: 15,000
True Form Base Power Level: 18,500 Average Power Level: 14,000 Max Power Level:22,000
Nightmare Transformation – When an Arcosian is born, they are leaps and bounds stronger than the rest of the universe. Their very power would make nearly everyone so terrified that they cannot think. In an effort to circumvent this, the Arcosians have the ability to hide their true power in various forms. Most Arcosians have three forms, a smaller one used for delegation purposes, a larger one for combat purposes and then a true form that unleashes their full power.
Stasis – The Arcosians are a strong race that have survived much, including the rampage of Majin Buu, millions of years ago. The ability to put themselves into a protective coma is what has kept their species alive through many cataclysmic events. While in this stasis, their body effectively shuts down to the point that they would be considered clinically dead. Due to this, they need no oxygen, no food nor water and can survive in this state for all eternity if need be
Techniques:
By channeling a large amount of his Ki into a part of his body: Fists, knees, feet/shins, elbows ect... (normally fists first) He is able to dramatically increase his physical blows. Once generated in set body parts it is able to pulse down/up to a different body part at will. Leaving set area to next. Only taking a second to initiate and less than a second to pulse from area to area.
Naming this move after the king of Arcose. He channels Ki at the tip of his tail, then begins spining it rapidly till it forms a spear head at the end of his tail. Also able to throw it with pin point precision. Takes just under a second to complete. Glacier completely loathes the fact that his brother stole this move AND! Renamed it as his own.
By channeling massive amounts of Ki into his eyes he can release a devastating laser beam that follows the corse of his eyes. Both beams from his eyes combined together to create one large laser beam. This takes him quite some time to fully charge and makes his, Pulsating Blows, hard to use, if able at all. When charging, his eyes seem to start emanating a redish hue. When executing the blast he screams out DEMONS GAZE!. This is a quite accurate move with a long range. But to be truly devastating he must expend a third of his Ki.
Training further in this technique he has obtained the ability to release this laser blast early. Resulting in a non lethal, disorienting, blaste of light that blinds the opponent at close distance in front of him. Only blinding for a short limited time. This unlike the full blast takes a short time to produce, only taking one to two seconds.
Weapons: None Armor: None Items: A cloak and the Arcosian masks. Zeni: None, his mother has always provided for him.
