For the love of God, someone fight me!

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Well... I'm okay to push this up to six people, but no more.

[Chromatic]

Originally Posted by ∞

Hey Chromatic, if you're still interested, I'm fine in making this a four-people team or free-for-all battle.

As tempting as it is, I'm afraid I'll have to politely turn you down on that offer. I need to clear my plate a bit before fill it up anymore. That goes for both on, and off the forums.

PS - Thanks for the offer though.

EDIT - On Second thought, seeing as I'm suddenly all about the character, and need a real test for it (which Karutomaru is, needless to say, failing to offer me)....

Name:
He seems to have forgotten, or maybe, he never had a name to begin with. In case, he has only ever been called "The Boy" by those that have known him, so he has taken the name upon himself.

Aliases:
Chromatic, Chroma/Chrome. Only a few people seem to understand the meaning behind this word, and those few are the ones that call him as such.

Age:
Seeing as he has lost track of this, and doesn't really give a f*** anymore, the best anyone can guess is that he's around 20, give or take a year or two.

Appearance:
The Boy is among the many pathetic looking excuses for a human being that exist within the world, or in any worlds really. A look at him will tell his story, one that has led him to death's door several times already, and has sapped him of most of life's interest. He is the kind of man whose appearance would repel social interaction, and see mothers pulling their children away, and those of better fortunes having shooed, and cold shouldered him on multiple, in fact, hundreds of occasions. He stands at approximately 6'5'', but seems a little taller that, given that he is essentially made from skin and bones, as the saying goes. His entire physique, while still maintaining to strength and vigor of his youth, has lost whatever fat that it may have once had upon it, leaving his muscle structure more noticeable than that of most others, and is generally lanky, having apparently longer limbs (arms legs and such) than average. His complexion is pale, and, in his face, is sickly, and smudged with dirt, and other filth. He adorns a thick mess of brown, dusty hair, that falls past his shoulders, and down over a pair of soft blue eyes.

The Boy is adorned by a perfectly normal set of clothing, consisting of an dark brown, zip-up hoodie, often worn zipped with its hood up slightly over his head. Upon his hands, he sports a grime coated pair of old winter wear gloves, with the fingers and thumbs cut off. A pair of torn up blue jeans run down from his waist to his ankles, holding around in a surprisingly loose fashion, further defining his bummish, beaten appearance. Ending his head to toe attire is a pair of black, worn out Converse brand shoes, which have taken on more miles than some cars have.

Personality:
The common misconception of a personality is that it is so simply defined as the subject being "kind" or "mean" or "messed up'. Often times, people overlook the various complexities of this central feature to others, their actions, and their reactions; their various eccentricities, and awkward habbits. The Boy, bearing a name so bland, and generalized, encompasses the full spectrum of emotions, and personality. His actions are based solely on the situation, and his reactions based upon the actions of others, carried out as he sees best fit. The only generalized trait that can be pulled from him is that he is, at first sign of a struggle against others, unviolent, and humbled. But as with anyone, he has his buttons that can be pushed to send him over the top.

Weapon:

The only physical item outside of his clothing that The Boy owns is a tight fitting mood ring. The ring, as with any of its kind, changes in color correlating to whatever mood he is in at the time. Its stand out feature is that it lets off a glow when those moods are felt stronger than normal, and weaves these moves into a usable force known as "vibrations". Vibrations are those feelings that people get from being around a person of certain dominant qualities. A mean, or angery person will, in most cases, make others angry, nd aclam, and confident person, will oft filter that same feeling unto others.

Powers:

Emotional Vibrations -

The Boy, being somewhat connected to this one material object in his ownership, is able to alter and manipulate the vibrations let off by the ring. By willing the vibrations that enimate from it, he can make them stronger, or weaker, focus it unto single targets, or blanket it across crowds, thus, shifting, or otherwise assualting their moods. His own moods, and ultimately, feelings towards others, insert themselves upon others in this power, though only when he wills such a specified result.

Mood Shift Power -

The Each color that the ring takes is representative of a specific feeling, or state of mind that in possessed by the wearer at any given moment. The Boy's powers are set on the basis of his mood at a given point in time, changing as soon as his mood shifts him from one state of mind to another. Each color, each state of mind, brings him a new set of powers.

(Alright I've got more to say, but not the time to say it. This template will be finished at a later time).

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Shit guys. Didn't notice the edits made to Chromatic's post. Anyway, I'm ready to start, just not tonight. Guess I'll just state the location...

A series of ships hovering in the sky, joined by gangplanks, pipes, cables, ladders, bridges, etc. A makeshift city in the sky.

[terra99032]

Originally Posted by ∞

I'm drowning in boredom here. Someone who can post two/three times tonight (at least to kick-start things) would be nice.

EDIT: And not qster, terra(random numbers), brodymax or Karotumaru.

WEll aren't you nice. you meant me didn't you/

[∞]

I know of no-one else who's name is 'terra' followed by numbers with little apparent correlation.

[terra99032]

Originally Posted by ∞

I know of no-one else who's name is 'terra' followed by numbers with little apparent correlation.

You tick me off at times, have i told you that.

[∞]

That's totally warranted. I am, summed up, arrogant, apathetic and egotistical. I'm not interested in fighting you not because I feel you'd be a waste of my time or anything like that, but I want and like to battle those with decent literary and conceptual skills.

Anyway, I'm done with this conversation. Going to wait for the battle now.