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@Double @Letter Bee

The man, with a gentle wirring sound drew an energy blade, the water in the air sizzling from the intense heat it gave off. Quickly he struck each bullet out of the air, those that he did not block being sent back to the sniper via small blue portals which opened up around him, the round heading straight though the scope of the weapon that fired them.

The masked man then stopped, and bowed. "I showed you mine, show me yours...blade, I mean....I guess if we're not doing the whole creepy masked murderer thing, I can go the wise ass route too..." He hums, his voice changing to a raspy, barely audible rattle.

"......Also..I'll be nice, and warn you...Stop your men's fire. It'll only end so well for them, and you..." He states, switching back to the monotone robotic voice. He shifts to a relaxed posture, his spine bending strangely, as he twists to look at Seth, the eye holes of his mask seeming to show two glowing blue dots.
@Im a huge mess @Lunarlors34 @Blizz

"...Hey...I'm..sorry." Gene says, standing up. He let out a deep sigh. "Well, Megan, the look's because you remind me of someone that I care about who's...no longer with us..." Gene starts. "...She....passed away shortly before I was transfered here. Loosing her, along with getting sent somewhere new..well...doesn't add up to being in the best mood. Still, I shouldn't take it out on you, directly or not."
He holds his hand out to Megan, obviously wanting to shake hands. "Let's restart...I'm Gene. Crazy inventor, and the world's most accident prone man." He jokes. He looks to Cody, holding his other hand, his arm crossed under his left arm. "Nice to meet you two." He states, with a smile. It was forced, at least a little, but he was trying his hardest to not be in a funk.
"Fire Freak, huh? I wonder if her hands will be warm.." Gene thinks to himself, laughing a bit on the inside, his smile curling a bit more as the thought brought out some better feelings. She had warm hands....He remembered all the times she, and him, had held hands, her smaller, far more gentle hands interlocking with his big old mitts. He missed that...
To the others, it seems like Gene sorta looses focus, going off into Lala land, his hands still outstretched for the handshakes he was expecting.
@Belle

Sweet. A monster with a heart....I feel like I may come into conflict (character wise) with other people...which can be fun. Also, I can't find a damn picture!
He's meant to be a 7ft 7 bald man with pointy ears, and yellow eyes. His teeth look filed, his skin is pale, with a slight hint of yellow.
He wears a striped shirt, pants with suspenders, and a bowler hat, to hide the fact he's bald. He wears no overcoat, giving him a dandy sorta look. This helps him seem less scary to kids, as his clothing choice, at least in the modern day, looks dated, and silly.
Photo: ((Looking for one. I've a specific look in mind, and it's hard to find.))
Name: Gram Thomson, the world's strongest man.
Age - About 30 to the normal eye, to those able to see closer than the average, about 300 some.
Job: Strongman. Repair man. Sudo-Security guard.

Method - Gram only goes after those who've commited evil. Murderers, rapists, and other such degenerates. As such, how he scares them is by turning them into the victem of the evil they've unleashed on others. Stalking them though the Circus, just like they stalked their victems, Gram seems to vanish just out of eyesight when people go to look at him, and seems to linger in the unfocused part of ones vision. This predatory nature evokes normally the primal fears found deep within humanity, the terror of being prey to a predator. Slowly, he'll leave hints to their crime...a familiar rag, a knife, lodged in a wooden pillar. As the victem seems to go though the circus, they'll find themselves changing in apperance. Clothing distorting, switching to the dress of their victems. In one instance, Gram turned a man into a woman with his powers, as the man was a serial killer who hunted women only. This switching of roles leads to many killers feeling the deep terror that they find so much pleasure in inflicting on others...

Special note: Gram refuses to hunt children, Mothers (Save for those who've done exeptional evil.), and good men. This limits his soul consumption immensely, but the souls he does claim are those of the darkest kind, steeped in a rotten power. This has lead to him also, once in a while, stalking a member of the circus, if only to give them a momentary taste of their own medicine. He never kills them...Well, normally, he doesn't. He will attempt to lead good people out of the circus at times, especially children.

Brief Bio - Gram is a strange fellow. A tall, beefy man, he seems to be deftly agile, and immensely strong, unnaturally so. Some say he met D.Ark during a dark time in his life, and went though the trials of the Circus, only to survive. Others say he's always been apart of the circus. A few speculate he's working some sort of angle, to destroy the circus from within. Only D.Ark would truly know for sure... Will pm the GM about that part of his backstory.
Hello there...I feel like maybe throwing my hat into the ring. You got room for a Strongman?
@Wraithblade6
"Oh, no no no, I'll get it..It's..for something very personal. I would be very..flustered, if you divined what exactly it was for." Ares stuttered, a bit embarrassed to say the least. He then sighed. "I also am able to assure I won't set the castle on fire. My aura is normally very well controlled..it's just I've something on my mind, so it slipped..." He tells Eclipse, before moving to enter the castle, his steps leaving small bits of scorched grass where his feet had been. Not quite burning footprints, but rather, a few blades of grass remained lit on fire after he moved.
@Letter Bee
"No...But he's a trade partner, to our empire, and we don't take kindly to others attempting to destroy our allies. We, are the Genome Empire, and we seek...something more, than good or evil."
With that, three people seemed to materialize before Ozamu, and his group. A tall man wearing a space suit, like that of an astronau, his helmet preventing anyone from seeing his face. A woman, dressed up as Medusa from the Soul Eater series. A...thing, featureless, save for an exceptionally nice suit.
"..Can we hurry this up, our Halloween party is going on back at home, and I'd like me dressing up nicely to not go to waste..." the featureless creature says, adjusting his tie.
The woman, who looks exactly like Medusa from soul eater tugs at her shirt. "I have no idea how she wears this..it's so....annoying constrictive. Like a second layer of skin..." She grumbles, obviously annoyed with her apperal. "Maybe if you wore more than just your robes, tighter clothing wouldn't feel so constrictive...." The Astronaut says, sounding annoyed. "Maybe if you got that stick out of your ass, you'd be less annoying than your average self..." She retorts, as if about to punch him.
"Maybe she's worried about her body, those robes hide her pretty well...Maybe she's worried people will think her curves are sm-" The faceless being begins, before getting decked into a near by wall, his head denting the metal wall.
"SHUT UP!" The woman yells, her face bright red.
@Letter Bee

ImperialDramon, the ship that carried one of the best hopes for defeating Malakai, lurches forwards, its momentum though out the vastness of space suddenly halted. It was if a giant hand had grasped it, and was holding it still. As if on que with the halt, a large ship appears from a cloaked state. It's shape, round, like that of a saucer, and with it being revealed, a light blue beam would too be shown. A tractor beam?

The strange ship would be trying to get coms open with them, a simple radio wave....Once opened, the coms would say one thing.
"Deactivate weapons, and prepare to be boarded. Resistance will lead to the destruction of your vessel." In a gruff, angry voice.
@Double @Letter Bee

"....Tick tock, goes the clock, but ching, ding, goes the grenade...Hissss, shing...goes the sword...and then boom, goes the horde.." A emotionless voice chimes, like that of a computer's. Rising from a blue point on the ground, a strange man dressed as a gentleman, with a trench coat, and a top hat. His face is hidden by an opera mask, one half, frowning, one half, smiling. He looks to the Darkside, and raises a hand, a ball of blue light appearing, before he vanishes, appearing right above the Darkside, firing his attack straight down. Should it land, it'd reduce the DarkSide..to nothing.
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