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Name: Momaru Hatashi
Alias: Obsidian Twin (Twin 'O' for shot)
Age:18
Gender: Male
-Appearance & Physical Characteristics:
Height/weight: 5ft 4 inches/140lbs, his build is sort of thin and toned, not muscular, but nor frail either. He seems to fit in with an average 'skinny' appearance with averagely fair skin.
Eye Color: Grey (dark orange red veins can usually be seen spider webbing through them)
Hair color: A dark red/orange that he usually leaves in a sort of mess on his head (style reference)
Distinguishing marks: A pair of horns growing from his forehead, each curving upwards towards the back of his head, five inches long. Momaru also possesses a tail, Three feet long. It has scales with the blackness of the obsidian formed in a volcano. When angered, an orange/red glow can be seen coming from the areas between the scales. Momaru also possesses two miniature wings, Each no bigger than a dinner plate, bound by cloth to his back so they don't flop around. They're weak and of no real use now, appearance in similar fashion to the scales, but have the orange/red glow to the veins through them.
-Clothing/armor style:
Clothing: When not in his armor, Momaru wears a hooded vest, usually left open and is made from light materials. It's a soft grey in color with years of wear on it, giving a bit of a blackened appearance to the edges and some of the finer details. on the sides of the hood are deep red eyes, painted on there by himself as he felt it seemed cool at the time. He also happens to wear a pair of baggy shorts and a belt, wearing them as they give him plenty of freedom of movement.
Armor: Medium Light Dragon hide armor Red and made from dragon hide, it fits a bit large on Momaru, as his parent's didn't want to make it too small. Despite the armor being slightly larger, the nature and flexibility of the dragonhide allows it to be taught against his body, his parents looking to the future and preparing for him. The hide itself is from that of a burning ruby dragon, giving him an additional edge against fire, the armor being resistant to it and dragon attacks.
-Personality: Friendly, Defensive, Caring, Rash and Bi-polar
-Abilities: While his senses are only better than a commoner's by a small amount, his real strengths lie in his Berserker Rage and his second mind, a consciousness seperate from his own in his head, naturally perceptive and hunter like in nature.
Strength: Possessing a decent natural strength and quickness from it, Momaru's strength is further bolstered by a berserker rage. At the moment, it is uncontrollable when he shifts, but it is usually due to great emotional or mental distress put upon himself. This strength also grants him thick skin, being more resistant to attacks as well as large resistance to fire and burns, where anything such as a fire from a stove would cause no harm. Dragon fire is much of a different question, as it would be capable of roasting him.
Agility: His beserk form seems to increase his agility greatly as well, allowing him to move, jump and dash quickly.
Berserker Rage: This rage springs forth from momaru and as one might argue 'corrupts' his form further into dragonhood. His arms from the elbow down and his legs from the knees down get covered in the same obsidian colored scales and emit the same glow from between them; also gaining claws in the process. His wings also grow to be equivalent in size to himself, only the wings gaining a near immunity to fire/heat but are still incapable of flight, only giving an extra boost of speed. His strength is only slightly increased in this form as to his agility gaining a boost.
Any damage taken in berserk form is seemingly magnified upon reversion from berserk form to human form. This form is also hard for him to control, lest he fall into a blood lust and lose sight of who his allies are. Thankfully this form is usually kept in check by a second mind, one not of his direct conscious control, but a second voice he is capable of having conversations with in his head, separate of his own mind.
-Brief history:
Both of his parents were part of the guild, having hailed from different areas of the nation of Vankinore. His father from the West, his mother from the east, not too terribly far from the draconian lands in relation to most normally inhabited areas. Both had family lineage in the guild, average warriors against the dragon menace. they had found eachother while partnering up for a mission and just seemed to work together, clicking and becoming a dragon slaying duo.
The pair fell in love, and in time, got married. their love bloomed as did their dragon trophy collection. fighting for months, powering through most threats they knew they could take on, they had the sudden onset of finding out that Momaru's mother was pregnant, upon a doctor healing her after a nasty injury. The boy was astonishingly small, so much so that he was well into the pregnancy when his parents found out. They had the baby a few weeks later and it was doubted that he'd survive, but that he did and the parents, realizing how close to actually losing him they were, sent the boy off to live with a cousin in the mountains of the north west of the nation.
there he grew up, never really knowing his parents. By the time he was but a boy, maybe seven or eight seasons old and ready to meet his parents, they had disappeared from the guild, no trace or warning. it wasn't known if they were lost out on a mission or just gone, abandoning the guild. nobody could trace them. The guardian decided to keep it a secret from him, fearing it would upset him too greatly at such a young age. A year later he began to manifest these dragon like attributes. First it was the horns, then a year or two later it was the tail, until at an age of sixteen, he began to grow the wings.
His guardian wasn't afraid and accepted the child for who they were, teaching him that there was nothing wrong with him and that he was fine. he learned to accept this as just himself, a voice in the back of his head, one he'd had since childhood and thought an imaginary friend or his conscience, it had been with him since he began to develop these dragon features. It comforted him when he was alone, when he cried. It taught him how to fight, how to hunt predators in the wild, during his teenage years.
Deciding for himself, he confronted his guardian and explained he had wanted to go and find out more about himself and his past, so he decided to join the guild he knew his parents were a part of. finding himself too far down a hole already, the guardian nodded, giving him a box his parents left to him and letting him go.
Having now only been a part of the guild for a bit under a month, he has yet to go on a hunt for a dragon and has discovered of his parent's disappearance just now. this only served to deepened his thirst for knowledge of what and who he is, and what happened to his parents.
-Equipment/Inventory:
Weapon: Katana Styled Bone Blade This blade was made from the bones of an iron dragon, these bones being exceptionally strong and actually forgeable, making them sought after in the guild. The blade is designed both to cut with standard slashing movements and also to be spun around to cause blunt trauma to whatever it cannot cut.
Other:
Rations: Eating foods
Skinning knife from obsidian
Water: self explanatory
Large Swoth of cloth: to set up camp with
Possible full dragon form:
Reference This dragon is a bit tricky to defeat. There are sevral ways of doing so, but by no means an ordinary beast. It is possible to douse it in an ocean or lake, extinguishing the fire and hardening this dragon. Otherwise, cutting open of this dragon insues lava spilling out of the wound, just as hot as if it might have come out of the mouth of a volcano. with every wound, the dragon gets smaller. Removing a limb and keeping it removed long enough to cool will force the dragon to grow a new limb, using up the mass of lava inside of its body. However, this dragon can feed on fire and raw materials to grow itself larger in size and power. It is also capable of creating defensive walls with hardened lava from its own mass.
Alias: Obsidian Twin (Twin 'O' for shot)
Age:18
Gender: Male
-Appearance & Physical Characteristics:
Height/weight: 5ft 4 inches/140lbs, his build is sort of thin and toned, not muscular, but nor frail either. He seems to fit in with an average 'skinny' appearance with averagely fair skin.
Eye Color: Grey (dark orange red veins can usually be seen spider webbing through them)
Hair color: A dark red/orange that he usually leaves in a sort of mess on his head (style reference)
Distinguishing marks: A pair of horns growing from his forehead, each curving upwards towards the back of his head, five inches long. Momaru also possesses a tail, Three feet long. It has scales with the blackness of the obsidian formed in a volcano. When angered, an orange/red glow can be seen coming from the areas between the scales. Momaru also possesses two miniature wings, Each no bigger than a dinner plate, bound by cloth to his back so they don't flop around. They're weak and of no real use now, appearance in similar fashion to the scales, but have the orange/red glow to the veins through them.
-Clothing/armor style:
Clothing: When not in his armor, Momaru wears a hooded vest, usually left open and is made from light materials. It's a soft grey in color with years of wear on it, giving a bit of a blackened appearance to the edges and some of the finer details. on the sides of the hood are deep red eyes, painted on there by himself as he felt it seemed cool at the time. He also happens to wear a pair of baggy shorts and a belt, wearing them as they give him plenty of freedom of movement.
Armor: Medium Light Dragon hide armor Red and made from dragon hide, it fits a bit large on Momaru, as his parent's didn't want to make it too small. Despite the armor being slightly larger, the nature and flexibility of the dragonhide allows it to be taught against his body, his parents looking to the future and preparing for him. The hide itself is from that of a burning ruby dragon, giving him an additional edge against fire, the armor being resistant to it and dragon attacks.
-Personality: Friendly, Defensive, Caring, Rash and Bi-polar
"He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man." -Samuel Johnson
"The bird of Hermes is my name, Eating my wings To make me Tame" - Alucard (of Hellsing)
-Abilities: While his senses are only better than a commoner's by a small amount, his real strengths lie in his Berserker Rage and his second mind, a consciousness seperate from his own in his head, naturally perceptive and hunter like in nature.
Strength: Possessing a decent natural strength and quickness from it, Momaru's strength is further bolstered by a berserker rage. At the moment, it is uncontrollable when he shifts, but it is usually due to great emotional or mental distress put upon himself. This strength also grants him thick skin, being more resistant to attacks as well as large resistance to fire and burns, where anything such as a fire from a stove would cause no harm. Dragon fire is much of a different question, as it would be capable of roasting him.
Agility: His beserk form seems to increase his agility greatly as well, allowing him to move, jump and dash quickly.
Berserker Rage: This rage springs forth from momaru and as one might argue 'corrupts' his form further into dragonhood. His arms from the elbow down and his legs from the knees down get covered in the same obsidian colored scales and emit the same glow from between them; also gaining claws in the process. His wings also grow to be equivalent in size to himself, only the wings gaining a near immunity to fire/heat but are still incapable of flight, only giving an extra boost of speed. His strength is only slightly increased in this form as to his agility gaining a boost.
Any damage taken in berserk form is seemingly magnified upon reversion from berserk form to human form. This form is also hard for him to control, lest he fall into a blood lust and lose sight of who his allies are. Thankfully this form is usually kept in check by a second mind, one not of his direct conscious control, but a second voice he is capable of having conversations with in his head, separate of his own mind.
-Brief history:
Both of his parents were part of the guild, having hailed from different areas of the nation of Vankinore. His father from the West, his mother from the east, not too terribly far from the draconian lands in relation to most normally inhabited areas. Both had family lineage in the guild, average warriors against the dragon menace. they had found eachother while partnering up for a mission and just seemed to work together, clicking and becoming a dragon slaying duo.
The pair fell in love, and in time, got married. their love bloomed as did their dragon trophy collection. fighting for months, powering through most threats they knew they could take on, they had the sudden onset of finding out that Momaru's mother was pregnant, upon a doctor healing her after a nasty injury. The boy was astonishingly small, so much so that he was well into the pregnancy when his parents found out. They had the baby a few weeks later and it was doubted that he'd survive, but that he did and the parents, realizing how close to actually losing him they were, sent the boy off to live with a cousin in the mountains of the north west of the nation.
there he grew up, never really knowing his parents. By the time he was but a boy, maybe seven or eight seasons old and ready to meet his parents, they had disappeared from the guild, no trace or warning. it wasn't known if they were lost out on a mission or just gone, abandoning the guild. nobody could trace them. The guardian decided to keep it a secret from him, fearing it would upset him too greatly at such a young age. A year later he began to manifest these dragon like attributes. First it was the horns, then a year or two later it was the tail, until at an age of sixteen, he began to grow the wings.
His guardian wasn't afraid and accepted the child for who they were, teaching him that there was nothing wrong with him and that he was fine. he learned to accept this as just himself, a voice in the back of his head, one he'd had since childhood and thought an imaginary friend or his conscience, it had been with him since he began to develop these dragon features. It comforted him when he was alone, when he cried. It taught him how to fight, how to hunt predators in the wild, during his teenage years.
Deciding for himself, he confronted his guardian and explained he had wanted to go and find out more about himself and his past, so he decided to join the guild he knew his parents were a part of. finding himself too far down a hole already, the guardian nodded, giving him a box his parents left to him and letting him go.
Having now only been a part of the guild for a bit under a month, he has yet to go on a hunt for a dragon and has discovered of his parent's disappearance just now. this only served to deepened his thirst for knowledge of what and who he is, and what happened to his parents.
-Equipment/Inventory:
Weapon: Katana Styled Bone Blade This blade was made from the bones of an iron dragon, these bones being exceptionally strong and actually forgeable, making them sought after in the guild. The blade is designed both to cut with standard slashing movements and also to be spun around to cause blunt trauma to whatever it cannot cut.
Other:
Rations: Eating foods
Skinning knife from obsidian
Water: self explanatory
Large Swoth of cloth: to set up camp with
Possible full dragon form:
Reference This dragon is a bit tricky to defeat. There are sevral ways of doing so, but by no means an ordinary beast. It is possible to douse it in an ocean or lake, extinguishing the fire and hardening this dragon. Otherwise, cutting open of this dragon insues lava spilling out of the wound, just as hot as if it might have come out of the mouth of a volcano. with every wound, the dragon gets smaller. Removing a limb and keeping it removed long enough to cool will force the dragon to grow a new limb, using up the mass of lava inside of its body. However, this dragon can feed on fire and raw materials to grow itself larger in size and power. It is also capable of creating defensive walls with hardened lava from its own mass.
Kyo sighed and scratched their head. They sat there thinking a bit. "ummm.... ummmm... Crapbaskets." they ran through their head of gunpla which they could use till it struck them. "GOT IT!" they shouted, scrambling and punching it destiny, full burnern and zephyranthes.
It was then Kyo was hit in the back of the head by a paper ball. Looking around quickly, they couldn't find the location it came from, but opened it up anyways.
'After Classes, Battle Room' "The fuck....." they said, staring at it.
It was then Kyo was hit in the back of the head by a paper ball. Looking around quickly, they couldn't find the location it came from, but opened it up anyways.
'After Classes, Battle Room' "The fuck....." they said, staring at it.
Kyo nodded, shaking their hand. "It was a good fight. Given our builds, your's clearly being more support and recon like in nature, i'm amazed at how well you were able to keep me on my toes. Pleasure to fight you and i look forward to working with you, senketsu." they said, smiling before taking the astray civie back into its carrying tube.
Seeing the rubble come down infront of their gunpla, Kyo growled. Knowing that this was firing squad style, they crouched behind their shield, using it to take the brunt force of all the shots. Tossing the beam rifle forwards into the hail of fire, it exploded, creating a cloud of smoke and debris. Thinking quick, the Astray boosted forwards, slashing with the beam saber in the right hand. Using the momentum gained, kyo wound up barrel stuffing the buster rifle into the chest of the Gunpla infront of it, then pulled the trigger at point blank range.
Kyo saw the shots incoming and began violently dodging, gripping the buster rifle with the left hand still, The astray responded in kind with it's own other beam rifle. And surprisingly, the suit flew at the oncoming gundam, using its shield to deflect any beam shots not dodged. Firing, they aimed for the funnels flying around, aim good as it was clear where the skills of the Astray's pilot was held.
Rolling out of the way of the gundam, it tore off into the castle's depth not looking to give them room to use the funnels to the fullest.
Rolling out of the way of the gundam, it tore off into the castle's depth not looking to give them room to use the funnels to the fullest.
The astray would've smirked if it could have. The fighter could hear from the footsteps, that their opponent was in the room. Jumping off the wall and spinning, Kyo increased the output of the Buster rifle to the full power it could output. Then they pulled the trigger, the energy readings for it screaming straight off the charts as the barrels glowed a yellowish white. With one move, they swept it across the room. The least amount of damage that would happen is that here's be a massive hole clean through the castle, not accounting for the further collapsing from the massive hole. As this happened, sparks could be seen on the Astray's left shoulder, the arm weakening from the shot. "Shit.... always had trouble since that one fight..." kyo cursed.
Nothing happened as the two funnels explored the room. Kyo sat quietly in wait as they could hear the funnels thrusting , the suit in low power mode as to not draw attention. There was a small explosion of glass from the open window on the right side of the room, the beam rifle's heating of it, finally cooling down, causing the miniature explosion and more of the window to fall apart. Kyo wasn't going to be the stupid one here.
Seeing the funnel pop into the room, Kyo watched it, studying its movements before seeing it shoot at a few areas that they had considered for hiding. "Shit...." they cursed under their breath. Slowly reaching out, the astray grabbed a sword mounted on the wall. with a quick jerk of the gundam's movements and a reaction thrust, the arm sent the sword flying through the air quickly, impaling the Funnel on it and sticking it to the wall.
Kyo knew that it was the canary in the mineshaft as it had probably just gave out their location. Moving quickly while keeping the thrusters off, they blew a hole in the window on the left side of the room using the beam rifle, making it look like it had taken that as an exit point. Heading to the right side of the room, Kyo took up a spot outside the window on a small ledge, readying the twin buster rifle out of site for when the suit came to investigate.
Kyo knew that it was the canary in the mineshaft as it had probably just gave out their location. Moving quickly while keeping the thrusters off, they blew a hole in the window on the left side of the room using the beam rifle, making it look like it had taken that as an exit point. Heading to the right side of the room, Kyo took up a spot outside the window on a small ledge, readying the twin buster rifle out of site for when the suit came to investigate.
Watching around herself as the things proceeded. This was when she decided to put on a show. if they were likely to be attacked, then she was going to make things bend to her rules of battle. "FINE THEN!" she shouted, acting pissed. "i'm not dealing with any of you. you're not my allies and i don't owe you jack shit!" she shouted at them. Sprinting to her mobile suit, she strapped in and powered it up. Getting up, the GM 2's thrusters flared, blasting off with impressive speeds. Vanessa fought back the blackening of her face as the suit powered off into the distance. As she flew off, she gave the finger with one hand on the suit.
However, inside she tried to establish comms with them, attempting to encrypt them and beam them to the group. "I need distance to fight." she said, flying off in a pissed off manner with her suit, attempting to simulate being rash.
However, inside she tried to establish comms with them, attempting to encrypt them and beam them to the group. "I need distance to fight." she said, flying off in a pissed off manner with her suit, attempting to simulate being rash.
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