Been busy, since I'm doing research for a final project. I need it to be about 10 minutes of video. Where I do the music, editing, voice-overs, all myself.
Tossed aside. Well, he wasn't really invested in the fight. What was the point? After all, it was just bragging rights, right? Muko stumbled about, a rather unmotivated stagger. "Oh, so we're doing magic? I figured fisty cuffs was enough." He raise a hand, black flames curling around his fingers, and vanishing. A block of thick ice sprung forth around his arm, almost like an over-sized gauntlet. In fact, it looked a bit silly. But that oversized block of ice was perfect for blocking swords, or in this particular case, the blade of a scythe.
Scythe struck ice, chipping a few inches in. Something like that scythe, perfect for attacking magic, was rather useless against the ice. Since it was the after result of the magic, and not the magic itself. Thus, in the motion in which the scythe became useless, Muko lunged forward. Black flames swarming around his arm, before a block of ice formed into another large fist. In short, Muko was aiming to give Vega a solid blow with a hand the size of a golden retriever.
To be honest, Muko didn't judge others much. He tried not to for various reasons. Mostly because first impressions were often times wrong. But, Vega was the kind of person you couldn't help but form opinions on. He had been there on the day Vega had been captured by the guild. In particular, he had been asked to stand back, and let others deal with it. And yet, on that day, as he had sat back, and watched, he felt a kind of rivalry with that man. Somebody who did his own thing. Without seeking love. A man who filled his void with his own feelings, instead of words of others. Muko didn't get that, but he wasn't about to let such a difference stand between him, and Vega.
Yep! Mission accomplished! A complete success of events that should endear him greatly to his fellow Guild Members. Praise at how he pacified a brawl with a healthy dose of snow and i- "OI, YA DAMN BARNEY RUBBLIN' GIT! HAVEN'T YA GOT THE SLIGHTEST NOTION OF RESPECTIN' OTHA PEEPLE'S SPACES?! WHERE ARE YA BLOODY MANNAS?!"
That brilliant grin went from flashy and smug, to sort of half smile, mouth open and eyes semi drooped in the dumbest kind of face possible. All the joy of making a snowfall vanished, replaced with silence before the depression kicked right in. Head hung, arms flopping forward, and slightly hunched from the weight of it all. "He's right. That wasn't cool at all. I truly failed to respect the traditions and honors of others. How can I expect to uphold my title if I ruin the lives of everybody around me? I should have thought it through more. I sh-"
So sucked into his own self pity, Muko failed to notice the immediate consequences of his action. Vega's foot crashed into his face, the impact from the strike knocking him back. Cartwheeling through the air in the most obvious mood whiplash ever, he plowed through at least two guild members, and impacted into a bank of snow. Muko unseen, as he was buried deep in cold, wet, slush. "Why should we have fun? We're only going to cause more woes and pain." Muko whined out as the snow melted around him. Soaking him in water till the great dragonslayer looked more like a wet dog, than a hero of any kind.
"Dude, you're bringing the vibe down." Another member whispered to Muko. "Just punch him back before the guild master shows up." "What's the point?" "He did kick you in the face." "Good point." Muko said, a bit more peppy feeling. Maybe punching Vega could fill the whole in his heart. He sat up, eyes narrowed and focus upon the scythe wielding member of the guild. He charged, kicking off the ground and swinging at the distracted Vega. A good right hook should cheer him up.
Rank S+ (Though he often tries to convince them to lower his rank, since he doesn't like being so important.)
Physique The mark of Dragon Heart rests on his right shoulder.
The Persona
Personality Ups and downs. That is the personality of Muko. For one moment he can be a beacon of heroism, and the next, a stick in the mud whispering in near silence about how the world sees him as a monster. Rough mood swings if this can be called mood swings. Or perhaps, a need to impress, to please people around him. Criticism being his natural enemy, that strikes him down like a bundle of rocks. Perhaps he's just underdeveloped as a person. It's almost as if he seeks to fill in an empty hole with praise, but as soon as even a single negative graces the lips of somebody around him, it burns the whole collection. Leaving him empty. In that regard, he tends to go big in order to gain approval. When he's empty though, he loses all motivation. Becoming little more than a blob with human features. His strength leaves him, and he seems to refuse all action, or praise for a time. Examples of things that have broken his spirit include, but is not limited too... People not liking the color purple (his favorite color), being called 'too tall', getting rejected for a date, boring a person with bad conversation, people falling asleep when talking to them, cats not liking him, dogs not liking him, birds not liking him, old people not liking him, somebody not blessing him when he sneezes, failure in any regard, burning food, not eating all his food, etc.
Likes The Cold Warm Foods Cats Dogs Foxes The Empty Void that you can stare into forever
Dislikes Crowds Really hot places Spicy Foods Cold food (ew icecream) Pain Loud places Loud places and big crowds
Fears REALLY BIG CROWDS! EXTREMELY BIG CROWDS! Babies. No idea why, just the way they laugh and... Do anything. Being alone without others.
Brief Bio The Great Grandson of the Dragon Heart's founder... Is missing. The 3rd Head of the Dragon Heart, Zelos Zanthrax, and his son, only two years old, went out on a road trip. The details are sketchy. In particular, only a few details are known, as Zelos chose to never speak of it again after the event. What is known, is that the father and his soon were in a carriage, when a sudden rockslide knocked them off the path. Caught offguard, Zelos only managed to use enough magic to save his life, and that of his son, but passed out soon afterwards from a strike of a rock to the back of his head. When he awoke, his child was gone, and he had been taken to a hospital by a couple who had found his body at the bottom of a cliff. Unfortunately, the damage from the rockslide had paralyzed his left leg, and he found himself unable to search for his missing child. He spent nearly a year in that area, searching high and low, held back by his injury.
After that year, he finally returned to Dragon Heart, a broken man. Depressed, he turned to drinking. And passed away within another year, leaving the title of Guild Master to his apprentice, Kukan Teki. From there, it seemed the the Zanthrax family line had passed away, ending in tragedy.
Until one day, a strange boy, age ten, knocked on the doors of the guild. This boy had no name, long white hair, and a scar on his chest. A wild boy who had traveled a great distance. With nearly no memory of a family, despite seeking one. The only clue he had... Was a scrap of cloth, marked with the seal of the Dragon Heart Guild. It was no question to those there, that this boy was the child of Zelos Zanthrax, who had finally returned home after years of being lost. The only question was, what had happened?
The boy though, had not returned alone. He carried with him a new power. A lost magic. A Dragon Slayer magic. During the rockslide, he had been separated from his father, and found by a dragon. Raised by a dragon, he was taught in the very magic required to slay them. Originally as a way to protect himself from the dangers of the forest. But at age nine, the dragon vanished, and he was left with only a scrap of cloth. And an order. Find the family you had lost. So, he did. He set out, searching high and low before he was directed to the Dragon Heart Guild.
Fast forward, several years passed, and the boy was a teenager, about fifteen. Trained in combat, magecraft, but still reliant on the dragon slaying magic he had learned. Finally, they made him a member of the guild, on his request of course. Fast forward again, to a boy who defeated a dark guild, single-handedly. At that time, he was age twenty. Forward again, to the time were he was approved of the rank of S+ mage. Despite his protests, and belief that despite managing the exam, he didn't really need a fancy rank. Tough luck.
The Mage
Magic Void Dragon Slayer Magic
Description A Lost Magic, and a Dragon Slayer magic. The Void is in contrast to Purgatory Dragon Slayer Magic. Where as Purgatory Dragon Slayer Magic can be called a superior fire, void is the opposite. It is a fire that doesn't give warmth, but instead takes it. It can be often confused for kind of ice caster magic, but the ice is not really part of the magic, but rather the end result of the flame passing through the air. Upon use, a black fire erupts from the user's hand. As it soars through the air, the air loses all warmth, and depending on the intensity of the fire, it leaves behind a column of ice in the shape of the fire. By striking the human body, it takes warmth, and magic from the body, freezing it to death, while consuming the flesh. It is nearly useless against ice, but in a warm environment, the magic is at its most powerful. It is also a powerful counter magic, as it can absorb most forms of magical energy, but it has nearly no defensive capabilities from the flame. But only from the ice it leaves behind.
Spells
- Void Dragon's Spark: A short lived, and short ranged ball of fire. Closer to an explosion than a pure ball of fire. Merely a single spark of magical energy is required for his spell, and depending on the intensity, it can vary from merely chilling the area, to turning the air into a solid block of ice.
- Void Dragon's Surging: A direct attack. A Blast of fire that grows vertically, forming a wall of ice in its aftermath. A powerful attack, but depending on the height, it can be more tiring as a result. Though, considering how powerful Muko is, it's hardly a problem.
- Void Dragon's Breath: Muko's signature Dragon's Roar in which he quickly gathers and releases a large quantity of black flames from his mouth at his target. Muko's mastery over this spell allows him to create a continuous stream of void flames that appears as a wall of fire across a field.
- Void Dragon's Prowl: A unique application of the fire, and the ice that comes as an after effect. By generating void fire at the base of his feet, the ground beneath, and around him becomes icy. Utilizing this, Muko increases his speed by turning the area around him into a icy rink, and can propel himself along it using timed uses of void fire as propellant.
- Empty Crypt: Absolute Zero Eruption: Muko swipes his arms in a circular fashion, creating a powerful, and highly destructive, torrent of void flames that barrages his target. The force of this black vortex is absolutely devastating, and terraforms the area around Muko into a frozen wasteland. It even seems to snow for about a minute or two following the attack.
- Empty Crypt: Blades of Frozen Flesh: Muko's signature final move. Primarily activated as he releases a field of void fire, that then shoots upward into pillars. The aftermath is described as a field of spikes, roughly fifteen feet in length.
Items
Miscellaneous
- Loyalty to Dragon Heart: He's loyal, but in a sort of "I'm still here, aren't I?" kind of way. He adores his 'family' but often times gets moody about it. Mostly in a 'Nobody really loves me' kind of way. It's often referred to as "Trying to fill his void" if that means anything to anybody. - Eats all the Pot Stickers when ordering take-out: It's meat on a stick. Yaaaaaaaay!
It was... Quiet. Peaceful. A rarity in the guild. Mind you, this was because most of the S-Rank members weren't in the guild, and Muko had decided to place himself by the window, book in hand and reading. The book though, really wasn't S+ Rank material. Didn't help that Muko himself had a very limited reading skill. Perks of spending his formative years in the forest. Instead of reading something constructive, or inspiring... He was reading a collection of the funnies. Particularly one about an orange cat that ate all the food in the house.
"It's funny, because he's fat." Muko whispered to himself, smiling as the cat kicked a dog right off a table. Some things are just timeless. And yet, as the Dragon Slayer took in the sun, and the really dated comic, he couldn't help but notice a new sound slowly coming up from the floorboards. Something ruining his quiet. Tossing the comic aside, Muko struggled to roll off the alcove he had been using as a make-shift bed. Landing on all fours, and standing up with a yawn. As he approached the balcony that opened up to the floors below, he could hear and see chaos erupting on the first floor. A fight was breaking out.
"Right... Guess I should be responsible, and stop this." Muko sighed out, brushing a hand through his snow-white hair. But... Why should he? Wasn't like he was the one who started the fighting. if he did stop the fight, it would reduce the odds of the one who did start it getting a punch to the face. And yet... NOW was the perfect time to test his latest spell! Not really a new spell though. More like a sudden desire to leap down and call it something else rather than just his basic Void Dragon Spark.
Muko stepped onto the railing, and looked down upon the slowly expanding chaos. He opened his mouth, and made a terrifying declaration.
VOID
There was a pause as he threw his arms back, knees bending. Violet eyes peered down at the chaos below. A chaos that slowly began to stop, as some of the wiser members began to look up.
DRAGON'S
Panic. Several members were running for the door, already bumping into Vega and nearly knocking him to the floor. Several ran up the stairs, barging their way into the library for safety. Another dived out the window. All while Muko kicked off the banister, soaring into the air.
DROP!
Muko fell like a rock. Black flames erupting around him and sucking the warmth from the room. A near instant flash freeze as inside the Dragon Heart Guild, it began to flurry. Snow falling down, as Muko crashed into the floodboards. They cracked, before freezing into a solid impact zone. Snow fell right after him, smothering the guild members who didn't leave in a thick frozen slush that exploded out through the open door, and scattering the crowd that was still hovering outside.
To settle it, and to back up what Double said, Here is Friez'a 100% Full Power Power Level: 120,000,000. WOW! That is a lot! Gosh, there is no way Goku can beat th-
150,000,000. Goku was at that point, 30,000,000 power points stronger. And these numbers come from the encyclopedia, made by Akira Toriyama. These are the final numbers.
I think the reason some people started weaker is because they felt they'd have chances to grow that didn't revolve around a pre-set upgrade path. If I knew in advance that power-ups would be this regulated, I would have gone right for 800.
@Weird Tales What it does do is create a status quo. Like having certain characters who are just stronger because of their numbers. And that means other characters are always going to be "Weaker" because they don't have better numbers.
Even if Power Levels are bullshit, it doesn't stop the fact that it's frustrating to know character strength growth is capped.