Renny

Star Wars Force Training RP?

Are you still interested in starting this up? Cause I'm interested.

[AnimeMultiverse] Hunter Exam

Yep Yep.

Schism: Blood of Heroes

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Nagoya Marriott
Nakamura Ward, Nagoya, Japan . . . .

A pleasant voice spoke from out the darkness, rousing Ara from the heaviness of his heart. The guilt of his misguided deeds.

Being snuck up on was a new feeling for him. He first noticed that his eyes widened with shock before narrowing with anger. In the literal blink of an eye, God Fist had been upon the man; even as he continued his introductions and reassurances.

The modish man held all the grace and form of a taut leopard. He was somewhat similar to himself in regards to build, thought Ara. If only he had a bit more mass around his chest, shoulders, and arms. As he continued to speak, as if aptly reading the flow of his unspoken emotions, the man had driven Ara through a series of expressions. Emotions that he had thought was just a mass of guilt was in truth, several different forms of melancholy.

In the moment it had taken him to realize this, Ara had sunk into a sea of resignation. He reigned in the anger of being intruded on and brought to face his failures gingerly. His eyes flickered to the side and his shoulders became loose as the knocking returned to his door. He made himself ignore it and found that the man's opportunity was looking better than seconds ago. Before long he was lost in thought. The stranger had known his secret identity, and he was just someone lap-dog. If that wasn't weird enough, Ara felt that the man was genuine in his--or his employer's--words.

If for no other reason than to see the encounter through to the end, God Fist quickly dressed into his deep-blue suit and headed towards the sliding-door. With a overly-sensitive touch, he slid it open and still managed to fracture the glass face. Inwardly he winced but maintained his cool as he looked over towards Reynard. The highway of wind flushed his tattered black mantle backwards.

“I’ll… fly.” He was obviously wary of the man. There was a edge to red-haired man that made Ara uncomfortable. Once-upon-a-time that could be said for everything in his past but when his powers came into being and transformed him into the mightiest hero around, those fears had been tossed aside. Now though, that malevolent smile, those pointy teeth that he had spotted in mid-talk, they were trudging his fears back to the surface.

Again, God Fist made a show of his might by leaving him with. “If this is a trap,” his fist clenched at his side. “. . . Let’s just say I’m not in the mood today.

Then with a boom of sound and a maelstrom of wind, his room was tossed asunder in a mess and he was racing through the skies of Japan at Mach ten. He was headed back to the United States. He sighed, the well of dark matter energy inside seemed near empty. Of course overtime he’d come to know the limits of his reservoirs. Ara touched his chest, feeling the air from his lungs leave him.

He still had four hours until his strength was depleted completely and he was forced to break the atmosphere and absorb more energy.

[AnimeMultiverse] Hunter Exam

I could try this out. I've been looking for a third RP, my others are a bit slow.

Schism: Blood of Heroes

We have a nice diversity of feelings on the Nagoya Incident. I was expecting a few people to bare near identical emotions, that would have been a drag.

7 Deadly Sins (Nanatsu no Taizai) Interest check.

@Grnmachine I'm interested but I want to see how much attention it gathers.

Schism: Blood of Heroes

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The guilt was still heavy on his heart. Without knowing how much trouble he was in or just what those persistent suits wanted with him, Ara had locked himself inside his room. For seven days straight, for hours at a time, he had endured the profound knocking on his door. And when keycards were granted to let them in, he made sure it stayed shut with brute strength.

It had become some recurring nightmare that he hoped wouldn’t come back. Unfortunately, in one form or another it always did. It made him cringe and for the first time in over a year, feel fear. It was one mistake, one careless action on his part. He had plucked a pivotal, metal beam from its place and weakened the buildings structure. He had caused the building’s downfall and now he had to be held accountable.

Only thing that kept him shivering in his room was that the law was unknown and scary. It was an entangled mess of do’s and do not’s. As Ara, he had spent most of his life avoiding any situation that was considered “bad for your health”; as God Fist, he realized now he had held a disregard for the consequences of his actions. That was not heroic, that was a failure of the hero code. Of the principles that the Champion's were built on.

Ara pulled the plump body of covers around him even tighter. Like paper it ripped and its insides fell around him. He groaned out of anger and frustration. The feeling of being too strong was a contradiction he didn’t have the tools to fix.

Slowly he looked up and around himself, finally taking in the now of the moment. There was no knocking, the room was pitch black, and the TV was still shattered into plastic pieces and glass shards.

“I suck,” he mourned. “I… I really suck.”

When his earpiece chimed and blinked on the side table-placed beside his cellphone-Ara thought about the careful lie he had told his mom. The woman believed him to be over his friend's house. It wasn’t easy convincing her but he knew she trusted him enough not to dig too deep to uncover the truth. She knew him before he was God Fist, she knew how much of a coward he could be.

Then he fixed his gaze on the earpiece. He walked over and pushed it gently inside to hear The Silver Glove. Tinhead Ned was loose. Ara was thinking that he wouldn't be needed, that he’d only cause more damage in the wake of Nagoya.

“So many people have died cause of me. I don’t think any more needs too, I’m not going.” Ara said, his voice heavy and soft as he turned off his earpiece.

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@Buddha I do. All to well. I also know that group posts can take forever.

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@Buddha Well that was def smart on your part. -sigh- I'm willing to wait too.

Schism: Blood of Heroes

God Fist

"Jesus! Bro are you really, Starlight? I mean are you really really Mr.Starlight? ... After the fight can I get your autograph?”

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Birth Name: Ara Colt Novella

Alter Ego: God Fist

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Country of Origin: America | Chicago

Archetype: Supernatural

Allegiance: Champion

Appearance: Ara Novella is a half-white half-black teenager with mahogany brown skin. His brown but vivid eyes are clear windows into his genuine heart and all around kind persona. The youth stands at 5’10 and weighs in at 163lbs of mostly sleek muscle. He has a noticeably wiry-like build, thin eyebrows, and a noble powerful face. The hair on his head is loose and long, flowing about the faded bottom stylishly in hues of slate gray.

When acting as God Fist, Ara wears a lightweight, form-fitting dark blue outfit. The suit falls into seamless dark blue boots. On his chest is the symbol of a sharp, edgy, sun that stretches off beneath the clasps of his tatter, black mantle.

Powers/Skills: Ara gained his powers by unknown means one year ago. It was thought that his great-grandfather was a multi-dimensional entity. Thus, God Fist was born. A cosmic-hero who can very well throw down with the best of Earth’s protectors and contend as top hero.

With a Supernaturally Enhanced Physiology, Ara is capable of lifting well over 200 tons and performs feats comparable to this. These powers are technically granted to him due to him having access to the cosmic powers surrounding the earth and inhabiting the universe. Likewise his speed is comparable to blinding, competing with most speedsters. However, the renowned speedsters like Starlight and Grand Prix often trumps him indefinitely. He can catch bullets (though he doesn’t necessarily needs to), fly, think, and react at speeds of mach 10. When in space, for reasons inexplainable, he flies even faster.

God Fist also seems to have a supernaturally enhanced endurance, being capable of taking a beating and getting up to return the pain ten-fold. A weakness of his would have to be his intolerance for pain. While his body can take the punches, Ara often feels the bulk of it. This can often drive him mad and keep him from continuing the fight.

Though it has rarely occurred, it has been suggested that God Fist could use the cosmic radiation he absorbs as some kinetic energy towards his foes. Perhaps his greatest weakness is the illness that sets in if he doesn’t feel the nutrients of the cosmic cloak directly. In other words, Ara has to spend severals hours out in space to feed his body’s needs. Just another necessity that was tacked on to his belt. Along with sleep, normal food, and adequate exercise, he now needs to fill some pocket or vacuum inside himself with dark matter. Without efficient stores of the dark matter, he reverts to his mortality.

Beyond these facts rests a true counter to his godly abilities. A space metal known as Tellurium that can effectively weaken him when in his presence and make him mortal with just a touch. Any weapon, either gas or solid made of this mineral, can and will cause harm. It is a secret that not even Ara himself is aware of, though a few of the Champion's higher ups have conducted experiments to realize this truth.

Equipment/Resources: Nada. . . God Fist needs only himself.

Biography: Ara Novella was born in Oregon but grew up in Chicago. He was a victim of abuse by paternal means and once his mother left his father, they struggled. They lived in the inner-city where gang-violence and police brutality was rampant. Ara avoided the troubles and instead stuck his head in other inane hobbies.

A year before God Fist’s debut was when he started on the path to being a Hero. It was July 4th and patriots were celebrating the birth of America. As Ara was making his way home, gazing at the fireworks, he heard the muffled screams of a woman. At first he ignored it. When got more than half-way down the block his consciousness whipped him into going back.

Novella stumbled onto a rape scene. Two black males had a black woman on her back. He was stunned into submission and later pummeled into submission too. As he laid there, glancing at the bright red, white, and blue firelight; he fought to silence the woman’s pain moans. It was then, that a supernova erupted in his chest, than was smothered out by a black hole. The next moments were a blur. He felt stronger than he had ever been, more monster than man. He knew it to be true when the man shot at him and instead of his chest being ripped open, the bullet simply fell to the ground.

Needless to say he murdered those two men accidentally.

Later on, after denying his powers and deciding to continue his life his dreams became bothersome. Weird pacts with immense, glowing, skinny beings. Symbols written in the forms of literal stars. A legend and legacy in the same instance being fulfilled. Three months or so later and God Fist was discovering himself and his purpose. He was meant to protect the galaxy but he could never leave Earth. It was his home and his love. America soon took notice of this Hero. He was the symbol of the Northern States and soon became one of three names associated with the United States.

The Nagoya Incident was a blunder on his part. He was battling lesser supers than himself and felt, reluctant to hurt anyone. Not to mention when the call came he was nearly drained of his dark matter reserves. He tore a metal beam from the building, not knowing it was a central component to the structure. If not for his exhausted source, he could have saved plenty of people. However, with the situation as such, he was lucky to have escaped with his life.

Afterwards, the politics of it all was lost on him. He remained with the Champions out of loyalty and admiration of the more experienced and leader-esque heroes. Though he is indeed stronger than most, its his inexperience and lack of confidence that more or less has made him subservient to the Champions as a whole.

Special Notes: Young and Inexperienced. Needs to refill on dark matter daily to retain his powers. Is often considered the kid of the group. Is a fairly-new hero whose made a big splash. Unknowing of his true strength he is wry of attacking people without mercy.