Zealous Blade

Exiles of The Multiverse:

Character

Name: Eric Brooks
Hero Name: Blade
Known Alias': Daywalker, Frank Blade, SwitchBlade
Age: 111
Gender: Male
Powers: Expert swordsman, gunman, and martial artist; enhanced strength, speed, and senses. Accelerated healing, knowledgeable on occult topics, immune to vampire bites, immune to vampire weaknesses such as sunlight and garlic.
Equipment: Blade carries with him an arsenal consisting of his signature sword, multiple throwing knives, and a pistol and a shotgun. This version of Blade has a cybernetic left arm which is resistant to bullets. Also, he has a cybernetic right eye which he can use to scan people and objects and gather information on them which is stored into a database via an implanted chip.
Appearance: Blade is a tall dark-skinned man of muscular build. His style of dress is macabre with his entire outfit being black, the red interior of his long coat being the only exception. Despite being well over a hundred years old in the timeline from which he hails, Blade looks to be in his mid-thirties at most.
Brief History: Blade was born in 1929 in London as Eric Brooks. During labor, his mother was attacked by the vampire Deacon Frost. Although she did not survive, Eric did and was raised by friends and his childhood was as ordinary as it could be given the circumstances. That changed when he encountered jazz musician Jamal Afari and rescued him from vampires who were overwhelming him. Then, Eric realized that he was much different from other children and began training under Afari to hunt vampires. As he matured into adulthood Brooks left home to travel the world and bring an end to the vampire threat, particularly that of Deacon Frost who killed his mother. On the side, he worked as hired muscle and became known as Blade by those who encountered him on a professional level due to his effective utilization of a sword.

At some point, a global disaster struck and ruined civilization on Earth. With mankind heavily weakened, fiends such as vampires and demons came out of the woodwork to take advantage and prey on the planet's vulnerable population. It was during this period that Blade formed a group known as the Bloodshadows to fight against the fiends and together the group played a key role in helping humanity survive long enough to rebuild. Unfortunately, the Bloodshadows were wiped out by a powerful vampire named Lamia who Blade barely managed to defeat, losing his left arm and right eye in the fight. With the Bloodshadows defeated the Vampire Houses were able to reorganize and gain power. Blade, scarred by the lost of his entire organization, went into hiding.

Home Universe

Franchise: Marvel
Known Affiliations: Blade is the sole survivor of an anti-Vampire resistance known as the Bloodshadows.
Key Differences: This iteration of Blade comes from a futuristic, cyberpunk version of Earth in which civilization has been concentrated into nine mega cities spread across North America, Europe, and East Asia. In some of these mega cities, the Vampire Houses have established themselves as ruling nobility and have oppressed humans, harvesting them for blood.

Exiles: A Dimension-hopping, Time-travelling crossover RP.

Yes. Still pondering on a character to pick.

Exiles: A Dimension-hopping, Time-travelling crossover RP.

I am interested.

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

Donovan's eyes fluttered after he was told the place's purpose. "Uhm...okay." He wasn't exactly surprised given its atmosphere but again he didn't expect to end up in such an environment when he woke up this morning. "I'll be on my way." Perhaps he was making things more awkward than they had to be.

With the receptionist's permission, Donovan went from door to door in an attempt to find the missing boy. The first two doors were a complete bust and only added to how bizarre the situation had become. Wondering why the second guy had on a wizard's hat of all things, Donovan proceeded to the third door. This had better be it. I've had enough of this. Knocking, he was prepared to be met with a sight worse than those before. When a relatively normal guy answered he was relieved.

"Donovan Alford. I'm a monster tamer," he gave his typical introduction before explaining his presence to him. So he was indeed the young man he was looking and he was not being held against his will in any way, shape, or form. Therefore, Donovan judged that he, as a complete stranger, did not have a right to tell him to return to his grandmother. "Uh...enjoy yourself I guess." Was that an appropriate thing to say?

Having reached a conclusion, Donovan headed to the exit in a hurry. He had no reason to be there beyond the job and that was resolved Whether or not he'd be rewarded since he was not actually returning the young man home did not matter. He would sleep peacefully knowing that he did not tear apart two genuine lovers. "Ready to go, boy?" Donovan asked Torch after making his way out. The Magma Dog leaped onto his feet upon seeing his tamer, pawing at his legs with enthusiasm. "Good because now it's time for the hard part."

While on the way back to the grandmother's house Donovan mentally prepared himself to tell her that her grandson was going to live his own life and that she'd have to accept it or do something about it that didn't involve him. Okay, maybe that was overstepping his boundaries. Either way, her grandson wasn't coming home and he wasn't going to make him. That was all he needed to get across.

@Rai

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

Confused as to how the door opened apparently on its own, Donovan put his finger to his chin as he tried to come up with a reasonable explanation for the phenomenon. Those vines must be special. The architecture here never ceased to amaze him. Stepping into the building, Donovan saw the woman at the desk. His curiosity was raised. A place of business? But what kind? Hearing the woman tell him that pets weren't allowed, a prohibition that he was learning was quite common, he looked over his shoulder to see Torch sitting outside with disappointment. It was as if he knew already. "Sorry boy," Donovan apologized to his companion, giving him a weak smile. He really owed him a treat after this.

Approaching the desk, Donovan's next course of action was to figure out if he was in the right place. He was thrown off when asked if he wanted to rent a room. A hotel? Bound By Love was such an odd name for such an establishment. "No thank you," Donovan declined the room. "My name is Donovan Alford and I'm a monster tamer." He wasn't sure how much weight that carried but he was only trying to get across that he was there on business and not to enjoy whatever luxuries the place offered. "There's a fella I'm looking for. Supposedly, he ran off from his grandmother to be with some girl. My pal out there picked up his scent and it led me here." Donovan hoped that what he told her was at least half true. Although a Magma Dog's sense of smell was reputed to be reliable, he had no way of knowing that if the scent that Torch picked up was the right one. For all Donovan knew he could have led him there because he smelt some delicious food. If that turned out to be the case it would be utterly embarrassing.

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

Donovan accepted the tunic. "This will do," he told her. "And don't worry." That much he felt he could promise. He couldn't explain why, but he had a good feeling about how things were going to turn out. Everyone might not be happy but he expected them to be fine. Of course, expectations didn't really mean all that much. Still, he intended to do his part to reach a proper compromise for the involved parties.

Leaving the house, Donovan reunited with Torch who jumped onto his feet with excitement. "Here you go, boy." Donovan knelt down to present the tunic to Torch so he could pick up its scent. The Magma Dog opened his mouth to snatch it. Thankfully, Donovan was able to yank it back in time before Torch could devour it. "No that's not food." Once their misunderstanding was resolved, Donovan gave the tunic back to Torch for him to smell.

Torch sniffed the tunic and picked up a scent in no time. Turning, he took off from the house presumably in the direction that the scent led him. The hardest part of being a monster tamer, that Donovan had come to find out, was that he didn't always know what his monster was thinking. Torch was especially unpredictable in his behavior which presented a challenge for Donovan. The Magma Dog was usually friendly, but he still couldn't allow him to do as he pleased. Jogging after him, Donovan gave his best effort to keep up and reached the bush-shaped building well after Torch did, huffing and puffing.

I've got to get my stamina up. Soon he'd be crossing mountains and forests on a regular basis so it'd be good for him to increase his fitness. Setting that aside, Donovan returned to his business. I don't know if we're in the right place. Donovan knocked on the building's door. "Hello! I'm looking for a missing grandson!" He announced. "If you're here can you please talk me to?" That was all he was going to ask for at that point. He wanted to get the full story first.

@Rai

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

So he was indeed at the right house. That brought relief to Donovan. When asked to leave Torch outside, he looked down at the Magma Dog and gave him a half-smirk. Torch whined, understanding that he could not go inside with him, and laid down reluctantly to relax. Once that matter was settled he'd enter the house to discuss the necessary business. "Thank you." Donovan accepted the tea with pleasure. It had been quite some time since he had a drink and he was feeling quite parched.

"If you want me to find him then I will," Donovan promised her. "Whether or not he wants to come back is another problem." He didn't know how he'd convince her grandson to go against his heart and return home, but he had to figure out a comprise of some sort. First, he needed to find the boy before he could even get to that point. "My pal out has an unbelievable sense of smell. If you have anything with his scent on it, it'll help us help you tremendously."

@Rai

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

Donovan was able to relax when his knocking was answered. Immediately, he introduced himself to alleviate any concerns that the house's occupants might have. "I'm Donovan Alford, a monster tamer. I'm here to help about a missing boy." Although he was still unsure about the legitimacy of the mission, given the details he had learned from the guard, he wanted to find out the truth from the mouths of the people who were directly involved.

As Donovan conversed with the elderly woman on the other side of the door, Torch sat down and patiently waited. He looked up to Donovan, perhaps hoping that he had another banana peel for him to enjoy. With the passing of each second, it became increasingly evident to Torch that he wasn't going to be getting feed again anytime soon. Letting out an overdrawn whine, he expressed his disappointment.

@Rai

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

Torch stared at the guard's banana beggingly as he finished it. Donovan wasn't sure if he'd like the fruit but he'd try just about anything he could sink his teeth into. "Seems like it," he responded. While Torch waited to hopefully be fed, Donovan took time to process the information that he received. So I'm not looking for some lost child. The circumstances were entirely different than what he originally imagined. His entire approach needed to be reconsidered. He may not want to come home and if he doesn't then I won't make him. Still, he already accepted the job so he couldn't turn back without at least trying.

"Thanks for the info." It was the best that Donovan could do to show his gratitude given that he was short on funds. "C'mon Torch," he ordered the Magma Dog, not really caring if he was given the banana peel he craved. Regardless, Donovon would make sure that his monster was well fed later on. For now, he had to focus on finding the home with the white tulips as instructed by the guard, heading in the direction that he was told it was in. Should he manage to come across it he'd knock on the front door and wait patiently for someone to answer.

@Rai

Ascension's: Monster Tamers

From what Donovan could remember it was his first time ever in Sunfire. It was hard for him to sustain his disbelief upon seeing the massive tree and even more so when he realized that people lived inside of it. "Wow," he stopped along the bridge to marvel the architectural masterpiece. As a builder himself, he could appreciate the work that must have gone into making life within the tree possible. Then he remembered why he was there. He wasn't sightseeing. They had work to do. Snapping Donovan out of his trace was a bark from Torch. "Right," Donovan muttered before crossing the bridge entirely.

It surprised Donovan that he was able to waltz straight into the town with Torch walking loosely. Once inside, he was jolted by culture shock as he now got witness life within Sunfire firsthand. It didn't take long for his sights to be directed to the Taxis HQ and the banana eating guard that was close by. He seems like someone who would be in the know. Although Donovan was only making an assumption, he felt that it was expected for guards to have a grasp of the town's ongoings. A missing child was a big deal. Surely he would at least know who was looking for him.

"Hey," Donovan casually greeted the guard as he approached him. "I'm a monster tamer looking to help an old woman who lost her grandson. Know where I can find her?" As he spoke Torch sat down next to him. The Magma Dog studied the guard with curiosity, his mouth hanging open to show his sharp teeth while he panted.

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