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@thewizardguy
"..We will fight, but not here. If we were to fight within the hive, we would risk collapsing the tunnel in on ourselves, and I doubt you'd wish to be robbed by a mass of rock trapping you, and I. We will battle outside, and we shall turn the soil red before our battle ends..." Gram says. "For you, will not face Gram of the gentle fist...you carry the smell of the inferno with you. Today, you face Gram, the last Tarkatan....and I will show you the mercy of being broken against a foe unlike any you have met before..." He adds, before noting Maka pinned to the ground. Reaching over, Gram grabs the trident, steam rising out of his grip, but he does not flinch, as he knelt down.
"Hmph. Barbs. Something that rips on the way out? Where's the challenge in that?" He asks, as he pinches the trident's points off of the rest of the weapon, and then carefully works them out of Maka, showing an almost unnatural control of his strength. Now free, Maka scrambles back, her eyes showing fear of the Dreadlord. Gram then rises, and looks to Khaine. "Follow me...." He says, walking towards the Hive's exit.

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@Tyki @Letter Bee

As a random stranger belittled those he had intruded upon, a portal opens, a rift in reality, within the room where all this was happening. From is, a heavy set man, quite chubby, in a baggy blue shirt, black baggy track pants, with black track shoes, drags a chair though the portal, setting it down backwards, sitting down, resting his head on his arms, crossed over the top of the chair.
"....No one bother me. I'm just here to watch an asshole be an asshole..." Tiny, the butcher, says. The mons would know of him, a mercenary for hire...or, more accurately, a WMD for sale. He had conducted a few raids on, and for, the Mon empire, rooting out a team rocket member for them, as revenge for Team Rocket attempting to jip him on a payment. Of course, this hardly makes them allies, as Tiny had done things such as torching forests, leveling pokemon centers, destroying important computers at bad times for the Digimon cast, and other nuisances that while not exceptionally evil, cost thousands to millions of dollars/poke-dollars to repair.
"Oh, that and kill some of you, for Malakai, the royal buttlicker." Tiny adds, before snickering like a naughty school boy, telling a dirty joke. "But that's after the no doubt ensuring moment where you all kick his ass..." He says, motioning to Gin. "Or, he kicks all of your asses..." He says, motioning to everyone else in the room. "Afterwards, I'll either pick off the survivors, or have to deal with you all being tired out from the fight...either or, fine with me..."
How arrogant, to announce a plan in the middle of a group of powerful people.

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Name: Tiny, the fallen one. The Mad Killer. The Butcher.
Age: 22, with aging caused by multiverse travel taken into account.
Appearance: He appears to be man, heavily set. Pale white, with a almost constant thick coating of black hair over him, as he says, he seems like a human grizzly bear. His face is dotted with scars, and the stubble of an unkempt beard, and a soup strainer mustache. He stands nearly six feet tall, and weighs almost 250 lbs. His clothing now includes a baggy blue shirt, and baggy black track pants, along with black dress shoes.
Powers
Theta Biology: Tiny has the ability to adapt dna he consumes, and use it himself. While he has not mastered this power, he's come far, allowing him to, using dna from things such as Axolotls, and star fish, to regenerate brain matter, limbs, and even large portions of his torso. This makes killing him a very difficult task. Fire, and ice, seems to slow this regeneration.

Discord: A new ability of Tiny's, after his mind unraveled, he discovered a power, fueled by his new found consuming madness. Discord is a sphere Tiny can generate, that has a 20ft radius, and within it, Tiny can modify how rules of physics apply to himself, and inanimate objects. This can lead to him flying, his hands having razor sharp edges, ext. I will say this is not total control, so he won't be able to instant pwn anyone who comes close. I prefer some fun stuff :D

Weaknesses: While I don't want to put them down for everyone to see, I'm sure Asura can guess a certain person that would easily stop him...
Bio: Once a powerful bounty hunter, Tiny has been driven insane by the thought loss of mayhap the last person he truly cared about, he now butchers people for money, killing entire cities if the price is right.
Theme Song: https://youtu.be/I4KXMyb-aGY

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Name: Gram: The Last Tarkatan. The killer of Dragons. The fist of Vengance.
Age: 26
Appearance:
Powers:
Toughness: Gram's body has been recreated by a god, after he laid down his life to save them. As such, his new body is exceptionally more difficult to destroy. He has been known to withstand explosions, the blades of lesser men, magma, and acid. As such, expect him to do some more outlandish things, such as engage in combat waist deep in liquid stone. This also applies to poisons, as he has eaten void metal, a metal normally exceptionally lethal to living beings, with no problems, other than a bit of indigestion.
Strength of Gods: Gram's physical might is exceptionally high. For a list of things he can do, here is his ranges for being able to carry things, pick things up, ext.

Light Load ((No strain in carrying, does not effect movement.)): 88,000 pounds.

Medium Load: ((Slight hinderance. Effects dodging, but not climbing, or running speeds.)) 8900-177000 lbs.

Heavy Load: ((Major hinderance. Effects dodging, running speeds, climbing, ect.)) 178000-266000 lbs.

He can lift anything weighing less than 266000 lbs over his head.

He can pick up off the ground anything weighing less than 532000 lbs.

He can push/drag anything 1331200lbs or less.

He has been known to punch though magical metals, destroying golems made from Void Metal, which is harder than any normal metals (save for space age super metals.)

Mach Punch: Gram's signature ability, Gram rears back a mighty punch, and unleashes it with devastating force in a cone up to 50 ft in front of him, the subject of the initial punch taking far more damage than that just within the cone. This also sends almost anything flying backwards.

Warlock Punch: An attack created by a powerhungry master of darkness, Gram has taken the ability, and made it his own. By channeling his utter hatred, Gram envelops his fist in a dark power. However, this takes time, giving his enemies a free shot at hitting him, making it an extremely risky move. When he launches this attack, everything around him, and his target, are enveloped in a dark flame that burns, and the damage done cannot be healed, save for by a divine power. However, he has used this power to aid him killing a troll dragon (A dragon with no breath ability, but a troll's regenerative factor.), and against a group of super powered magi, destroying his foes with devastating effect.

Rapid Punch: Gram is able to, if within arm's reach of something, able to simply unload a fury of punches. 4, in under a second. However, this requires him to be standing still, and focusing.
Weaknesses:
Inability to cast magic: Gram has no magical potential. The most magic he can summon up is the dark power of his warlock punch, which is a manifestation of his anger, at best. As such, enemies able to shrug off physical blows, and his warlock punch, leave Gram in a dangerous place.

Slow to react: Gram has never been the best at dodging, always getting caught in the flaming breath of dragons, or in the surging tides of acid from a ruptured alchemy barrel, ect. This also applies to combat, him never really hitting first, rather, being the last to act when it comes to a fight.

Can't fly: This may sound a bit strange, but Gram's inability to fly, among creatures like Asura, makes for an incredible weakness....as he has no way to give chase to flying foes, being left with his feet on the dirt. He can try to jump, but jumping can only get someone so far.

Refusal to kill: Gram's title among the bug people, the gentle fist, comes from him deciding to give up killing people, unless he feels they deserve death. As such, he will leave his enemies alive so they may learn, and come back stronger...a possible death sentence.

Inability to Dimension Hop: Without the aid of a magical item, another person, or some sort of divine intervention, Gram is unable to travel the universes. As such, it is very possible for him to be trapped somewhere, like a dead dimension, if one were to want to be rid of him.
Bio: Once a great warrior in a fantasy land, walking along side a powerful pally, a servant of the gods, and a fairy, he traveled his home world, seeking power, and to kill the Black Crystal, a group of people seeking to destroy the gods, and claim their power. He did in deed cripple their attempts, but at a cost. They destroy his people, killing all other Tarkatans, save for him. In his rage, he did something that caused the party to collapse in on itself. He killed the fallen wife of the pally, who had been working with the black crystal. After a bloody battle, which he escaped from after killing the pally in one on one combat. This forever changed Gram, for they had been close friends. After finishing off the black crystal, Gram set out to rid the world of evil...to make it a place where no one would have to go though the pain that he had to. However, the powerful warrior was banished from his world by a pantheon of dark gods, and sent tumbling though the infinity of the multiverse, until he landed in Issac's realm, many years later. Now, he seeks out powerful foes, in order to grow stronger. His objective? To sunder reality, itself, and return to his home realm, so he may enact true vengeance upon the dark gods, and all that follow them.

Quote: "I am sorry...everyone....Eclipse, I hope you see her, on the other side....I hope you all find the rest...and paradise...you deserved...."- Gram, after having killed his friends in a battle he never wanted.

Theme Songs
Normally: Kick ass- Egypt.
When you press the metaphorical Goku button...: https://youtu.be/kjIVkl34Vig

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@thewizardguy @Letter Bee @Teoinsanity @ShadowVentus @kishin asura

Alexander sighed, knowing full well that only one man he knew would be able to stop this senseless violence. His body inflating a bit like a balloon as he took in a mighty breath, he strained to keep his form, his skin giving way to a slightly more golden color. After a moment of looking like he is about to explode, Alexander lets out a mighty roar, one that causes most everyone right near by to feel a ringing in their ears, if not a good deal of ear pain.
"GRAAAAAAMMMM!" He yells, his form being thin and scraggly after letting out all of the air, a comedic, and quite silly cartoonish aptitude that Meowth would be quite familiar with, given his home universe. Suddenly, bursting from the ground, sending stone flying everywhere, the bald hero emerges, Gram.
"You have no idea how long I've waited for a chance to do that..." Gram snickers, before growing serious. The lumbering man, nearly seven feet tall, was wearing nothing save for a baggy pair of burlap pants, which allowed everyone to see he was ripped, his muscular structure the definition of buff as all hell, rivaling a physic of those like Alex Louis Armstrong, the strong arm alchemist. "I was sleeping. What do you need, Alex?" He says, before noting everyone else, with a momentary blank expression.

"...Oh..." He says, before seeing Doom. "ACK! UNDEAD!" He yells, ripping out a chunk of the earth, a huge boulder from the wall, and tossing it at the undead fellow, only for Alexander to stop it with a large golden fist, catching it like one might a ball, his hand being pushed back to just being in front of Doom's face, if Doom could smell, he's be flooded with the smell of honey, the stench of it being extremely repugnant. "Wrong person, wrong person, the one I wanted is in the dark sphere over there, fighting some young girl because he said she tried to control him." Alexander explains, before Gram nods.
Gram, looking to the Sphere of darkness Micheal created, leaps forwards, sending shards of stones behind him, as he rears back his fist. "MACH-PUNCH!" He yells, his fist colliding with the sphere, or, if Micheal decided to be a bit cheeky, Maka, if he were to drop it as Gram was flying.

INSIDE THE THUNDERDOME!

As the Dreadlord Khaine threw his knife, Maka instictively raised the blade, slashing it out of the air, but Khaine's followup was quick, and brutal, Maka barely avoiding loosing her lower half, but one of her legs is caught at the knee, being severed in a gory bit of blade work. She lets you a surprised yelp, as she crashes to the floor, for a moment helpless against Khaine, before the dome would either shake, bend, crack, or shatter, under an unknown force, that sounded like an explosion going off. Asura would hear this all, most likely, and sense a new soul, one that has evil within it, smothered under a will to do good, a seed of malevolence buried under a sea pure, dominating determination to destroy evil at any turn. A hero's soul.

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@Tyki
Seems ok with me, as long as you don't go disconnecting brain stems with no chance to resist...Otherwise, Gram will have to channel his inner Kenshiro.....HUUUUAAAAAAA ATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA HIYA! *Throws punches around like a drunken rookie boxer.*

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@Tyki
Which raises the question...what do you mean by very limited?

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@kishin asura
A vector is, to quote the dictionary, a quantity having direction as well as magnitude, especially as determining the position of one point in space relative to another. So, as he is able to manipulate this, he could alter trajectory, speed and slow down objects, rip things apart on a sub atomic level, and rebuild them...theoretically, if he had total, and utter control of them. It'd be like having total control over telekenisis. You'd be able to do pretty much anything.

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@kishin asura
HOWEVER, he can easily carry about 4 sperm whales. So, to put in perspective, he can't throw mountians, or sky scrapers, but he could easily throw cars, and smaller houses, most humanoid beings, and even large cubes of metal...theoretically. Mind you, he is only human in size, so he can't use this strength as easily as a giant could. Get my drift.
p.s the average mountian would weigh 40000000000000 lbs.
and he can push 1331200 lbs.

I put it like that so you can see the sheer difference.

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@kishin asura
Oh nononononononononono.
Not at all.
I actually just did the math. If the internet did not lie, the average amountian would be 150375939.85 times the amount of weight Gram can let alone lift above his head. He'd not even be able to push a mountian a centimeter, let along throw one.