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Multiverse Rising: Reborn

@thewizardguy Sorry to bother you, but is my character accepted or no?

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

@Absolis Better?

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Fredrick Arwell

While Ricky knew that what he was being told was very important, the word "Multiverse" just flew over Ricky;s head. He did understand though the concept of "saving", a term he would never think would be used to describe his actions. And quest? What is everybody playing knights and dragons or something? Nevertheless, Rick IS in the precence of royalty, and no matter what words they used he knew that coming from them carried a great amount of gravitose.

Taking his lucky hat off and kneeling his head as a gesture of respect, he spoke. "Your majesties, if I may call you that. I know you spent alot of resources judging by the swirling portals of darkness you used to bring me here, and, I don;t want to look a gift horse in the mouth but, to be honest, I'm no knight in shining armor. I'm hardly what you would call "savior" material. Though I guess I'm quite flattered you think of me as such, but, I;m not your guy."

Rick stood, feeling embarassed that he didn't consider himself worthy to be in their presence, whoever they were.

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

@thewizardguy Here is my character concept. Picture Skeletor with a hint of Papyrus and that's the basic idea.

Multiverse Rising: Reborn

Name: Mortainius
Nicknames/Titles: The Magnificent, the King at the end of the Rainbow, the Vibrant Terror

Appearance: 1.bp.blogspot.com/-RV5FC6CSAJA/UWN0JWF.. Note: His Colors and designs change and are in constant flux

Personality: Mortainius is...a bit eccentric to say the least. He is quite egomaniacal, with a passion for fashion and theatrics, but often too blinded by his own hubris to notice even the most glaring issues in his schemes, often times not thinking his plans through and going on instinct rather than knowledge. He has illusions of grandeur, but if it weren't for the colorful array of powers he possesses, he would be immediantly laughed offstage by any self-respecting individual regardless of morality. While he is undeniably deranged, he is prone to spouts of petty anger and isn't above doing petty things to others who have scorned him, even if it would be more advantagous not to do so. In otherwords, it wouldn't be inaccurate to picture him as a psychopathic man-child. He claims to be the epitomy of evil, even though he has a shockingly low tolerance to personal attacks.

Abilities:

Special Physiology: Mortanius is a skull infused with chaos magic, as such he has all the same immunites that an undead creature would have, i.e. not having the need to eat, breathe, or sleep, and granting him various immunities to poisons, nerve attacks, enviremental conditions, etc. However, due to his ties to unpredictable forces, his skull is highly protected by a plethora of magical barriers that can deflect most mundane attacks and has limited regenerative abilities, able to resurrect from ash, making it very difficult to permenatly kill him. Due to a combination of this and his offbeat nature, he is practically immune to all but the most powerful of psychic energies and is highly protected from other sources of chaos magic such as the Warp. The only known magic capable of breaking through his Chaos protection is an equal amount of Law/Order magic, chaos's complete antithesis.

Body Integration: Mortanius is little more than a floating halloween decoration without a proper body to manipulate. As such, Mortanius always requires suome form of strucure he can take control of. Mortainus thus can integrate with any non-living organic or inorganic material, such as dead bodies or machines, to use as a makeshift "body". Though it doesn't neccasarily have to be humanoid, in order to use his preferred magic item, the Rainbow Rod, he needs to possess some sort of appendage that acts simarilly to an arm.

Equipment:

Rainbow Rod: The Rainbow Rod is a powerful and near industructable artifact overflowing with chaos magic created by Mortanius himself. The rod contains seven powerful diffrent rays, based on the seven colors of the rainbow, each carrying with it a particular set of powers. However, despite the immense power this rod contains, the effects are never exact. Whenever Mortanius uses the rod, due to the unstable energy, the power of the rays could work in unpredictable ways, not work at all, or even backfire. While the powers of the Rainbow Rod can be used for mundane purposes such as conjuring minor non-living items such as clothes and knick-knacks, trying to use it on any bigger scale is always a gamble. Listed below is what each of the rays do and what happens when there is a "mishap'.

Red: Creates a ray of pure heat. Can melt through most metals and alloys with ease. Mishap: Can litterly explode in face (never damages the Rod).

Orange: Bestows super strength to one or more individuals. Can make even a normal human capable of punching through dreadnought armor. Mishap: Can make those affected go berserk or raise anger levels.

Yellow: Produces massive amounts of electricity. Mishap: Acts as an EMP, cannot use the Rainbow Rod again for a small duration.

Green: Can regenerate organic material and causes plants to bloom. Can also be used to conjure either a small forest or giant vines to attack Mortanius's enemies Mishap: Disentagrates flesh and causes plants to die. Does not affect non-organic material

Light Blue: Can create a minuature Category-5 Hurricane to decimate the battlefeild. Mishap: Dispells Oxygen in a large radius.

Dark Blue (Indigo): Saps target strength and vitality. Cannot Kill in and of itself. Mishap: Saps user's strength and Vitality. Temperarily puts Mortanius to sleep.

Purple: Transforms any none magical resistant non-organic material into another, such as turning lead into gold. Mishap: The user (if non-organic) is transformed. Otherwise, it has no effect.

White: White is made by using all the other Rays at once. Rarely does Mortainus ever use this, and only in the most dire of circumstances. The combination of energy is higly volatile, even more than usual. When used, the Rainbow Rod can't be used again for a number of days. Mishap: Can destroy the user and everything around them. Can potentionally kill Mortanius.

Allegiance: None...yet. (Secretly wants to prove himself to the Alliance of Conquerors)

Edit: His Theme Song is Bonetrousle

Edit #2: The original image no longer pops up, therefore I decided to use a different image

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Fredrick Arwell

It was quite jarring for Ricky, one moment about be a player in a war zone, the next being brought to the entrance of some extravagent palace. However, knowing his line of dirty work, he was sort of used to transitioning moods, if not a complete change in scenery. While Ricky was told about the corridors of darkness, this was his first time actually going through one.

Keeping his cool, he noticed alot of armed guards around the place, and seeing that he wasn't getting shot at, could assume they weren;t openly hostile. Something that did catch his eyes though were three strangers who were not in uniform, at least, not the uniform of the guards. One was a young man, a term he used loosely, to describe the person who dragged him through the corridor. For some reason, Ricky felt unnerved by his apperance, as if he was wolf in human clothing, something that looked the part but didn't act like it. He never was a fan of these Nobody characters, but he knew that an ally is still an ally and decided to to drop his suspicions for now.

Another figure was a man who was dressed very similarly to the Nobody, black coat and all. While this did unnerve Rick, he seemed... different somehow. He glowed with a mysterious but laid back aura, something that Rick could get behind, if only in an outwardly superficial sense.

Then there was the young girl who wore something akin to a kimono next to Rick. She looked pretty adorable, and seeing an actual youth who seemed to be in a similar boat to him eased his nerves just a little bit.

Ricky looked to the girl without tilting his head and tried to break the ice. "Does your invitation have an adress on it? Because it looks like we were invited to the same party." It wasn;t long before the four of them were approached by some guards and what appeared to be butlers carrying snacks and booze. Rick was just being sarcastic about there being a party going on, but it looks like Rick really was in for something festive. Rick, not wanting to refuse such delicious looking gifts, gingerly acceted their offerings. "Wow. Thanks guys, I was really parched." Ricky said to the butlers.

After grabbing a pastry and a bottle of wine, Rick was then approached by a woman wearing a helmet with fancy lettering, probably to denote status. "Would you mind following us inside? The Basileus is waiting." she said. After finishing the heavenly pastry in his hand and taking a gulp of high caliber wine. Ricky replied. "Well, you did get me out of a jam. It would only make since for me to recipricate by hearing what you have to say." Ricky complied and with a wine bottle in one hand and full wine glass in the other, Ricky began to follow the captain.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Name: Fredrick Arwell
Alias: Rick, Ricky

Appearance: vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/rhythmthi..

Bio: Fredrick Arwell, born on 1916 in New York City, was raised on the city streets by his mother and father who were middle class German immigrants. Fredrick grew up in the roaring twenties, and due to his frail thin structure, was picked on alot during his early and high school years. Forced to defend himself on numerous occasions, he learned to fight not with pure strength, but through his uncanny ability to be quick on his feet.

He realized this talent and used it to beat up thugs and become an avid dancer. Among his favorite passions were listening to jazz music and partying in the clubs. Fredrick eventually got a job as a bouncer in one of his favorite bars/dance clubs. He would often use his unitimidating stature to surprise his foes, and soon became quite a capable fighter. He was a self-proclaimed cool cat and a loner, despite being quite the looker. Fredrick was no stranger to the darker side of the Big Apple though.

He was eventually approached by the mafia and hired as a part-time hitman, which he became very proficient at. Soon, Fredrick was rolling in the high life. The money, the drugs, the women, he couldn't get enough of it. He eventually became quite trusted by the mob boss and became his top dog. This lifestyle, however, would not last forever. One of the mob boss's sons decided he wanted to be the one running the show and decided to kill his old man and anyone loyal to him. Fredrick ended up fleeing the city, and as been on the hunt by both the mafia and the police to this day.

Now, friendless and without a home, he became a wandering freelancer, doing all sorts of oddjobs to afford to travel city to city, state to state, and country to country, a rebel without a cause. It was during his travels that he met an old man, who was a retired Keyblade warrior who fought during the first World War. The master keyblade weilder and Fredrick developed a kinship, both feeling that they have no place to belong to. Fredrick became his apprentice, and learned the basics of magic, though choosing to specilize in the fire arts. Fredrick also became chosen to weild the keyblade, and learned the basics of swordplay. The years of training was broken up when Fredrick's dark past finally caught up with him, and he was arrested.

It just so happened that WWII was just around the corner and Fredrick was given an ultimatum, fight for his country or spend what could be the rest of his life in prison. To Fredrick, the choice was obvious, and ever since then, he has been fighting covertly as an American agent against the Nazis.

Age: 34

Skills: Super Agility-Fredrick is quick on his feet and can dodge practically anything slower than a bullet.

Martial Artist: Fredrick is an expert in Kung Fu from his earlier years and a master of CQC due to his training with his Keyblade master.

Pyrokinesis: While Fredrick knows at the very least the basic elemental spells, he has grown a fondness and a penchant for using fire based magics. He often uses this power to set objects, especially his weapons, on fire. He can also spout flames to torch a small but wide radius in front of him, and launch weaker but farther ranged fireballs.

Weaponry:

Titanium Playing Cards: Disgusied as ordinary playing cards tucked in Fredrick's sleeves, these lethal throwing cards have sharpened edges forged from titanium that can cut through even the strongest of metals and body armors. Fredrick likes to set these on fire to further increase armor penetration.

Hidden knives: Fredrick always has a vast collection of concealed knives and switchblades at hand, including wrist and shoe blades, and even one tucked in his fedora.

The Pheonix Keyblade: fc01.deviantart.net/fs11/i/2006/255/0.. This keyblade is weak in melee compared to other keyblades, but it boosts Fredrick already considirable fire magic to staggering levels. Fredrick finds his Keyblade unweildy, and rarely utilizes it in close combat, relying on his blades and fists. He prefers using the Pheonix to augment the power and radius of his spells and expell torents of fire and death.

Other: Fredrick always keeps a nail file in his red tie. He is also very skilled at pick-poketing and keeps bobby pins at hand.

Personality: Outside of battle, Fredrick is very chill and laid back, prefering to sit in the sidlines than be on center stage. He is a heavy smoker, and wouldn't be caught dead without his signature red-striped Fedora with an Ace of Spades card in it. Fredrick is the sort who only uses violence as a last resort and prefers to talk it out. In the heat of combat, his movements and atitude tends towards the theatric, and he often uses these occasions to show of his dance moves, regardless of strategic advantage. He is very analytical and is slow to trust, but beneath his ambivelant demeanor is the heart of an artist and a loyal friend.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Letter Bee Better?

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Letter Bee Sure thing!

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Name: Fredrick Arwell
Alias: Rick, Ricky

Appearance: vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/rhythmthi..

Bio: Fredrick Arwell, born on 1916 in New York City, was raised on the city streets by his mother and father who were middle class German immigrants. Fredrick grew up in the roaring twenties, and due to his frail thin structure, was picked on alot during his early and high school years. Forced to defend himself on numerous occasions, he learned to fight not with pure strength, but through his uncanny ability to be quick on his feet.

He realized this talent and used it to beat up thugs and become an avid dancer. Among his favorite passions were listening to jazz music and partying in the clubs. Fredrick eventually got a job as a bouncer in one of his favorite bars/dance clubs. He would often use his unitimidating stature to surprise his foes, and soon became quite a capable fighter. He was a self-proclaimed cool cat and a loner, despite being quite the looker. Fredrick was no stranger to the darker side of the Big Apple though.

He was eventually approached by the mafia and hired as a part-time hitman, which he became very proficient at. Soon, Fredrick was rolling in the high life. The money, the drugs, the women, he couldn't get enough of it. He eventually became quite trusted by the mob boss and became his top dog. This lifestyle, however, would not last forever. One of the mob boss's sons decided he wanted to be the one running the show and decided to kill his old man and anyone loyal to him. Fredrick ended up fleeing the city, and as been on the hunt by both the mafia and the police to this day.

Now, friendless and without a home, he became a wandering freelancer, doing all sorts of oddjobs to afford to travel city to city, state to state, and country to country, a rebel without a cause. It was during his travels that he met an old man, who was a retired Keyblade warrior who fought during the first World War. The master keyblade weilder and Fredrick developed a kinship, both feeling that they have no place to belong to. Fredrick became his apprentice, and learned the basics of magic, though choosing to specilize in the fire arts. Fredrick also became chosen to weild the keyblade, and learned the basics of swordplay. The years of training was broken up when Fredrick's dark past finally caught up with him, and he was arrested.

It just so happened that WWII was just around the corner and Fredrick was given an ultimatum, fight for his country or spend what could be the rest of his life in prison. To Fredrick, the choice was obvious, and ever since then, he has been fighting covertly as an American agent against the Nazis.

Age: 34

Skills: Super Agility-Fredrick is quick on his feet and can dodge practically anything slower than a bullet.

Martial Artist: Fredrick is an expert in Kung Fu from his earlier years and a master of CQC due to his training with his Keyblade master.

Pyrokinesis: While Fredrick knows at the very least the basic elemental spells, he has grown a fondness and a penchant for using fire based magics. He often uses this power to set objects, especially his weapons, on fire. He can also spout flames to torch a small but wide radius in front of him, and launch weaker but farther ranged fireballs.

Weaponry:

Titanium Playing Cards: Disgusied as ordinary playing cards tucked in Fredrick's sleeves, these lethal throwing cards have sharpened edges forged from titanium that can cut through even the strongest of metals and body armors. Fredrick likes to set these on fire to further increase armor penetration.

Hidden knives: Fredrick always has a vast collection of concealed knives and switchblades at hand, including wrist and shoe blades, and even one tucked in his fedora.

The Pheonix Keyblade: fc01.deviantart.net/fs11/i/2006/255/0/.. This keyblade is weak in melee compared to other keyblades, but it boosts Fredrick already considirable fire magic to staggering levels. Fredrick finds his Keyblade unweildy, and rarely utilizes it in close combat, relying on his blades and fists. He prefers using the Pheonix to augment the power and radius of his spells and expell torents of fire and death.

Other: Fredrick always keeps a nail file in his red tie. He is also very skilled at pick-poketing and keeps bobby pins at hand.

Personality: Outside of battle, Fredrick is very chill and laid back, prefering to sit in the sidlines than be on center stage. He is a heavy smoker, and wouldn't be caught dead without his signature red-striped Fedora with an Ace of Spades card in it. Fredrick is the sort who only uses violence as a last resort and prefers to talk it out. In the heat of combat, his movements and atitude tends towards the theatric, and he often uses these occasions to show of his dance moves, regardless of strategic advantage. He is very analytical and is slow to trust, but beneath his ambivelant demeanor is the heart of an artist and a loyal friend.