[Battles] Character Bin(Character Archive)

**KHProdigy1** · December 16, 2011, 05:44 AM

Don't you get tired of loosing your templates, thread, after thread?

Post a character and template, and I'll register you into the thread and archive your characters.

A little Q&A of commonly asked Questions.

Q. Do characters from roleplays count in battles?
A. Naturally, should any character from a roleplay make its way to the battles section, it becomes apart of the very section's continuity.

Q. Do I reserve a post or do I post multiple characters?
A. This thread is merely for you to post multiple characters through separate posts. Should you decide to add a character, I or with aid of a mod to the section will add your collection of characters, to the first page utilizing spoilers of course.

Q. Do certain characters belong to select categories of power?
A. Actually, depending on the character you post and how said roleplayer crafted their OC, to have a range of mild or extreme abilities, I suppose you could say in a sense they do belong to different tiers. See Lord of Chaos' power classification >here<.

Q. What if I need to update my character?
A. Given characters fight in continuum battles, and their bios, abilities, armaments, and age are constantly changing, re-posting a template with [UPDATED] above gives us the idea to update that select template on the OP.

Character Bin

Spoiler: Roleplayer: The Citrus Cult-voiceofourgeneration

Post#7 Kingdom Hearts Series Characters
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FLLFFL "Alfa"

Spoiler: Roleplayer: Sean

Post#3 Anise Eris

Spoiler: Roleplayer: King Sora X

Post#6 Alaric Godai
Post#9 Sasha Barington

**KHProdigy1** · December 16, 2011, 05:52 AM

Glossary

Tier -
In roleplaying terms, tiers define what level of power classification best fitting of a character.

[UPDATED] -
Simply means you are re-posting an old template, fitted with adjustments made to the old and introducing a more modern version of a character.

Continuum -
A term in roleplaying, especially in battles that genuinely means "continuous" or "ongoing". Usually at the end of a battle it is also referred to as canon, this is how you go about building and furthering a character's history, abilities, and experience. Your bio reflects continuum, as it is surely to be subjected to updates upon battles fought.

Template -
A template is simply how a character is constructed. From name, age, gender, appearance, personality, and bio as the bare necessities. Templates exist in role playing in several styles, each fitting the conditions of a specific role play be it canon or original.

**Zangetsu.** · December 16, 2011, 06:14 AM

Seems awesome enough

Spoiler: Anise Eris

Name: Anise Eris

Alternate Title(s): The Melodic Gunmage

Age: 20

Home World: Earth/Westis V

Appearance: Apart from the natural inhabitants of the Westis region of the galaxy, Anise’s appearance remains that of an earthling. Long mahogany hair draped just past her shoulders encompassing her peach colored face. Anise’s eyes are decorated with a turquoise color complimented with a bronze shine. Her body is an athletic build relatively tall at an average 5’5 and weight of 115. Tattoos embellish her left forearm as well as her right calf and shin. To say her physical beauty is beyond that of most models on earth would be an understatement. Anise’s skin always has a slight tan to it which baffles most of her friends due to the fact that she is literally never seen tanning at all.

Anise’s attire usually consists of a variety of clothing. Her hair is decorated with a purple feather sewn and is almost always put back into a ponytail. A row of four piercings align the left cartilage of her ear while only two rest in the lobe of her right. Around the neck sits a simple necklace with a key as the ornament. Anise’s torso consists of a low cut v-neck severed short just below her breasts and the sleeves cut right at the elbow. Along her right arm are a myriad of bracelets, wristbands and rubber bands all meshed together. On that same hand is a full leather glove that has a bit of wear and tear on it.

Her legs however have a much simpler role. As a base, she wears a pair of skin-tight black shorts that stop just above her knee. On Anise’s left hip is where a thin cloth-like material is tied. As a result, the right side of her thigh is shaded by this material. On her feet rests a pair of brown, leather knee-high boots that require a buckle in four different places upon fastening.

Persona: Growing up on two different worlds has allowed Anise to grow exceptionally well at adapting to her environments or situations. In essence, new places inspire and fascinate her while the same old scenes are just something else to gander at. Over the years her patience of situations has grown, from being a short tempered brat to a mature adult over a span of 20 years surely takes a toll on the person in question. Even now, some would still categorize Anise as a child, but her actions and speech surely disregard those assumptions. Although she does still harbor a sense of humor as well as self-confidence.

During battle her mind is always working. Never taking a break to catch a breath, Anise is a relentless fighter until the end in which either her or her foe has completely run out of energy. Although while fighting, Anise never aims to kill her enemy, it’s just not her style to say the least. And if they challenge her a second time, she’ll be up to it in a heartbeat.

Armaments: Living up to her name, Anise has a well-rounded arsenal of weapons at her disposal. Even while some may not even be classified as a weapon, they still are conduits for Anise to help her carry out her spells or attacks.

Shuffle
– An MP3 player that has an unlimited amount of storage space. Over 100,000 songs are on Anise’s playlist and whichever one Shuffle decides to play can either hinder or aid Anise in battle. Ultimately, Anise will plan her attacks accordingly depending the BPM of the song or whenever the base drops or a riff is played out. An interesting type of fighting to say the least, albeit thoroughly effective.

Rosemary
– A single handed shotgun that rests in a holster on Anise’s lower back. The shotgun itself is double barreled with a semi-automatic reload system that enables her to fire up to seven rounds without having to charge the firearm. And by charge, once the seven rounds are up, Anise should take no longer than ten seconds to charge to full power. Although the shells themselves are not tradition in the sense that they fire like a normal shotgun. In fact, the shells are comprised of an energy system that allows Anise to control the blast radius, speed and homing capacity of each shot.

With her Geomancy trait, Anise can also alter the shape of the gun given that there is a fair amount of lead and steel in the area. Yet the with the basic components of Rosemary itself, a rifle, submachine gun, pistol or even an assault rifle can be comprised. Although if something like a sniper rifle or a rocket launcher were in order, materials would be needed.

Switchblade
– A relatively short sword only two and a half feet in length, the switchblade is a fast alternative to any other weapon that Anise has in her repertoire of weapons. The blade is located in its sheath along Anise’s left leg. Despite the blade only being basic in size and shape, when the blade is outside of its sheath, the air itself seems to be distorted in the sense that the humidity in the air becomes more dense, or winds picking up or even gravity itself becoming heavier or lighter. Although the radius of the atmospheric distortion is only fifty feet.

Abilities:

Strength
– One could almost classify Anise as a tank, but she is far from it. In rare moments, her attacks could almost be as powerful as that of a missile. Whether that be with her myriad of weapons or her fists, it really does not matter. Even going as far as to dismiss an enemy's weapon of she came within full contact of striking it.

Endurance
– This specific ability is one that is always active even when Anise is not aware. Able to endure long hours of battle or training has always been one of Anise's notable characteristics. Despite having such ability she is average in speed. Yet even with that said, she is in favor of ending confrontations as soon as possible. Her tolerances of physical and magical attacks are heightened as well.

Observe & Retain
– Despite her long term memory being in shambles, she still harbors the trait of a photographic memory. With that, she becomes a strategist in battle being able to figure out attack patterns in a matter of minutes. With that said, Anise could eventually fight an opponent with her eyes closed and just go off sound alone if the battle were to rage on long enough dodging and guarding when she needs to and attacking when the opening presents itself.

Drop the Bass
– Whenever the climax of a song is played, Anise gains an exponential yet short burst of energy to carry out her attacks. One could say that the state of being is similar to ‘souped’, ‘juiced’ or ‘hyped up’. Yet the end result is always something out of the norm for Anise. Such as creating a bottomless pit or a barrage of gunshots without charging, or even creating a relatively small natural disaster.

Magicks:

Geomancy
– A classification of magic of its own, Anise is able to twist and distort environments to her liking. Yet at the same time, this is only within mid-range usage. For her spells to work however, there must be that element she is trying to use within a set radius. This is by far Anise's favorite spells to use most if not all the time. Although she is not exactly dumb when using these attacks either.

She'll often use if for convenience's sake. That being changing the density of water so that she can walk on its surface or breaking it down on a molecular level such as clearing the salt from a small area of the ocean so that she'll have fresh water to drink. Along with that, Anise also harbors the effect of combining elements to her liking. Whether that be earth, fire and water to create magma, or fire and water to create steam. The possibilities are endless.

Likes:
Music
Sweets
Dogs
A good conversation

Dislikes:
People who are way too serious
Chilly weather

**Orion** · December 16, 2011, 07:29 AM

How's about we use the KHI Roleplaying Wiki, maybe?

That's what it's there for, and you don't have to worry about lagging KHI servers. Plus, the contents and headings functions allow you to write as much as you want while still allowing people to easily navigate around your character, such as with Drake Ignis.

**KHProdigy1** · December 16, 2011, 07:34 AM

Fair enough.

Though in all fairness, the wiki went under used because people didn't feel the additional incentive to post their characters. I kind of feel its used more here in this section, so the wiki would get more use in battles, honestly.

**soraking10** · December 16, 2011, 10:13 AM

Originally Posted by Orion

How's about we use the KHI Roleplaying Wiki, maybe?

That's what it's there for, and you don't have to worry about lagging KHI servers. Plus, the contents and headings functions allow you to write as much as you want while still allowing people to easily navigate around your character, such as with Drake Ignis.

To be honest, I prefer to use this thread. It's an easier access, a lot faster, easier to customize, and it's not as complex as wikia is. Plus, I much prefer to be able to go to the thread. Plus the dark skin on khi is easier on my eyes rather than the whiteness of Wikia.

Now, with that being said, I'll contribute to this. :3

Spoiler: Alaric Godai

Name: Alaric: Godai
Title: Elemental guru; Great Shaman
Age: Eons old, but by physical appearance some assume he is merely 45, but he is old as time
Gender: Male definitely
Race: You could say human, but he prefers the term “God’s messenger”

Appearance; Alaric is quite tall, muscular, and fit. He stands at six feet, six inches. A total weight(with armor included) of two-hundred pounds, and one-hundred sixty pounds(without armor). A body seen as body-builder muscle tone. Alaric’s armor consists of hardened tribal material that can withstand even the hardest of steel. The largest piece is over his head; which is a large skull that covers the majority of his head - only leaving his mouth for public view. Along that skull is a mien of long, gray hair, and feathers along the top, and center of the hair. The other parts of his armor that aren’t really noticeable is his boots, gloves, and bracelets; which are shaded a brown color.

Underneath his armor, Alaric is seen with shoulder-length black hair, and a almost pure-silver shaded eyes; though it’s mistaken to be light gray. He also carries a staff with a design similar to his armor.. A green lantern with an emitting spiritual energy from it is carried in his other free hand, though he usually carries it on his back without the strap he carries it with by hand.

Personality; Over the years, Alaric has developed a sense of nobility in his being. With the title of “Great Shaman” comes acting with a form of responsibility and level-headedness. Though, at times he can be slightly childish, Alaric sees himself above his opponents, and that is what makes him a lethal foe on and off the battle field. His pride is also essential when he greets, or approaches a foe. Not only does great respect come to an opponent from him, but also the fact that he takes the time to acknowledge his opponents’ powers. Through his time as a shaman, Alaric developed a sense to respect how strong his opponent is, and take great pleasure in defeating them while keeping his respect for them.

Weapon;

God’s Staff: A staff that is composed of normal, Earth wood, but shrouded in a malevolent aura that allows magical powers to be used with this staff. A bamboo-like tape is wrapped all the way up the very top. That is where it splits into two top parts: one that curves like a moon crescent, and the other is shaped like a reverse “s” .At the end of both portions is a straw-like material, but in reality it’s the aura that manifests itself as a physical specimen. Along the curved part is green feathers, and bells attached to a tied string that hangs from the center of the curved part of the staff. A brown feather hangs down from the start of this.

Crystal of Lord Brahma; A simple candle light that hangs from the left hand of Alaric. From a string made of the strongest thread, there is a candle with a succulent green orb of spirit energy that shines inside a crystal-like stone. Smoke also emits from it.

Power(s)

Jabe Uju: By utilizing his talents, and overall powers of the Shaman’s, Alaric is able to take control, mastery of the five general elements of the known universe: Air, lightning, fire, water, and earth. He can use these elements in any way he sees fit, and he can call upon their majstic power whenever the notion shall call for it. He can also combine factors of one element, and use it as an aid to another. There is no limit of how much he could use of any element. An unlimited access gives Alaric an endless amount of possibilities for killing.

Lord Brahma’s Gift; By using the Crystal of Lord Brahma, Alaric can call upon the spirits of the afterlife, and command them to do what it is he wishes so. They can act as a shield from most attacks, or as an offesnive tactic that will evidently lead to the downfall of his opponents. As long as these spirits have successfully passed on into the afterlife, they will be powered with a powerful force when summoned, and they will be very deadly to any on the opposing side. This could be classified as a form of Necromancy, but it’s not nearly as dark, nor is it of the same style.

**KHProdigy1** · December 17, 2011, 01:03 AM

I will parse links, so the main page doesn't crash every time I try to edit it.

Spoiler: Kingdom Hearts Series: Original Characters

Spoiler: Garforge - Cul-De-Sac

Name: Garforge (Guh-ar-fur-juh)

Nickname: Gar

Age: 15

Gender: Last he checked, he had something that swung back and forth. He's a guy. Male.

<-This Appearance: Garforge is about five feet and seven inches in height. He's a freshmen, but looks like a passable sophomore. Incidentally, he looks almost nothing like his little brother, with skin tone and hair color, appealing something a bit more tranquil such is his attire. He'll be seen holding an orange in his hand sometimes, and he peels it and eats it after he makes his leave.

He bares a slim and short sleeved white shirt, that doesn't fasten itself with buttons rather it tied with strings. A sleek pair of blue jeans, none to baggy yet not held up by a belt. His arms each carry two black bracelets, leather with steel cuffs. Jet black sneakers, and often seen with a black an orange undershirt.

Personality: He's very well rounded, humble, intelligent and mostly just a fun guy to talk with and pal around for the most part. He opens his heart to those that want to further expand on their horizons beyond the Cul-de-sac. Ultimately the faction, group, or clique if you could call it, "them" is pretty much just that. They don't really fit in anywhere else, because really, they seem to be the neutral side. Orange sits as the color best fitting of him as well, the median to pretty much everything.

Garforge is also quite kind and compassionate for the zest of that which is life. He's a humble observer of just about everything and attempts to earnestly harbor an open mind at all times. He's not exactly the violent type which isn't to say he cannot fight. He is the one faction leader that will willing let himself be hit some something, no matter how small or how massively scaled before he decides it upon himself to retaliate. He deeply cares for the well beings of his followers but is at a pass sometimes as he feels he's not even there at times, and questions this about himself. There is a mysterious back story to him that just leads to more questions and walking in circles. While a presentable individual on the outside, he's a true confused enigma on the inner workings of his consciousness.

Abilities:

Immovable Block ~ Garforge has some abilities that could be prompted as defensive yet spring to attack. They do require an understanding of magic, spiritual direction, and physical force. Its then lead to say this is applied in his overall structure of being struck or hit. His defense is passive, and he does feel the connection of blows, but a sharp force is buffered and its brushed like a scratch. This isn't to say he can't be hurt, when worn to the point where he fatigues, he can't keep this ability up, and then, like any human, he will drop. But even he can't escape a heart ignition unscathed. His ability is innate and can mature to project digital looking barriers at first they appear on the skin but he can make a wall four feet high and four feet wide

Scan ~ The ability, being presented outside of game terms, means you have a grasp of your enemies' vitality and how much more they can endure. It expands to give him a thorough presentation of magic levels and a heads up when a spell is about to be cast. Putting this in Final Fantasy terms, the pre-sight before the action.

Synch Blade ~ It is the ability to wield more than one keyblade, a maximum of two occupy each hand. Garforge was initially the first to obtain it among the factions, where some feared Reforge and Coralye, they weren't intimidated to fight the lesser seen of both. Garforge without fighting lets himself be attacked blindly, then forcibly takes the snatched the keyblade from the enemy as bitter distinction that his heart governed sovereignty over his foe. He carries several keychains on his twin bracelets.

Dilution ~ Garforge's eyes are keen and sharp, and instilled in this ability is a combination of detection, heightened physical perception to boost the eye's ability to break down fast moving objects influxed by haste magic and reflect the magic proposed. Able to remember spells and reflect them back with equal force and unchanged properties.

Magic:

Defenda ~ A spell that greatly amps the user's overall defense and special defense, a stronger variant of the spell defend. Magic and physical attacks are buffered, damage is still received but it leads to say you can fight longer through a drive of will.

Slow Blade ~ An ability and magic cross over. Basically, it takes the properties of slow magic, and combines it with a keyblade swing, ultimately in a stalemate, locking the one keyblader to move slower than the user. This magic can't suddenly rip off the blade and affect the opponent if he misses or swings it, it is ONLY for direct contact.

Cura ~ The next step up from the cure spell, that effectively restores a character's breaths of vitality even if they've been knocked unconscious or "are seeing stars".

Heart Ignition: Heart Seal Ignition: By far the only heart igniton so far both inescapable but with the worst recoil ever. Garforge, taking his keyblade, recklessly tossing it straight, and then imposing the manipulate the spiritual and magical aspects of the keyblade used to pierce his foe's body. There is no physical pain, but the heart is attacked directly, like fitting a key into the lock. Flying from above he lands on the keyblade, putting his hand on their key before twisting the blade sealing their heart's essence to negate the possibility of their use of a heart ignition, magic, and ability flux. Already in this act he has taken possession of their keyblade and neutralized them. If the case should Garforge already be a dual-wielder, he claims what keychain they were using at the time. Ultimately the forever lasting effect is that the heart's essence is nearly permantly sealed, meaning no keyblade reclaiming, summoning, magical flux, all of which requires the heart to power, its sealed. Only to be brought back by his heart ignition in reverse.

Keyblades and chains:
KeybladeForm Appearance A: Hitsun
Ability- Reverb: An innate ability that Hitsun imposes that allows it to copy the ability of a keyblade that it strikes, initially the first being Loviembre making it able to shift it's form. Known keyblades recorded would be Seven's Harvey and Glave.

Keyblade Form Appearance B : Loviembre
Ability- Shift: This an the ability to change the keyblade's shape into an alternate form. Using his heart's essence he can physically change his keyblade into various forms or weapons alike. One minute it may look like a keyblade, the next a gunblade, shield, or magic staff.

Faction: Garforge is the leader of the faction/group/clique known as The Cult of Creative Kids.

Recent History: In more recent times, its been quite far from peaceful. Garforge has had his hands tied in his brother's mess of things, but ultimately it was something inevitable. They two, for the most part only exchange some formalities, but having the other's respect alone shows their connection. Still Garforge has been quite active and aligning people to his faction, gang, clique, or whatever and has shifted some if not most of his focus to the town's secret. He's been pondering it a lot recent and has come up with a theory on how to open the door, of course, unknown to his little brother did he share this info just yet.

Garforge has thoughts about himself and they are far from pleasant. He feels at the sametime ultimately he's a remnant or remains of something or someone and at times it shows how he stands indifferent in many situations. While he's been humble it just seems recently his dreams have been getting to him.

With school on the verge of letting out. They have quite literally just one more day left. Sitting in the class, some sleeping, others daydreaming, and the few that actually pay attention. Watching the clock profusely as they change classes. Garforge, starved, sits trying to focus as he awaits for the lunch bell to go off.

Spoiler: Svether "Seven" - Cul-De-Sac

Name: Svether

Nickname: Seven [because he gets his name from the number]

Age: 12

Gender: Male

Appearance: Svether is an adorn little kid, that is about four feet and eight inches in height. With lovable teal coloured hair, his bangs fold over his face, he has four, two on each side. The back of his head is spiked going down on a slant away from his neck. His hair is notoriously short. Sitting between his face are two gorgeous emerald irises, with a well rounded nose. He has a bandage on his left cheek from an accident last week.

His attire is complimented by an orange hat, an unusual one that isn't mainstream. A white collared shirt, sleeveless complimented by an oranged and black vest with side and chest pockets. His hands both occupied by black and orange finger bands, and two wrist bands both black. He wears some black jeans if they could really be called that, and some basic hybrid combo sneakers.

Personality: Svether is both hyperactive, annoying, persistent, and just offhand immature. His height doing almost nothing for him, only makes him even MORE unbearable. He contemplates about little, but underneath his bratty exterior he hides a nearly intangible brilliance. In slower times, he's just pretty adorable with how he becomes really sweet or just what one would say as very emotional. Therein lies a tenderness that he shows to few people that actually manage to hurt his feelings.

In reaction with Garforge, he knows the shaky base relationship with him and his younger brother. Though never loosinig the other's respect, they are at least good on those terms. A prankster always coming up with these far-fetched schemes on how to humiliate the other factions as a spawn of creativity, he's probably the farthest from serious at times. One other thing about him, he is an almost complete and total Otaku. The kid has his own collection of anime and manga organized on the shelf of the HQ, which Garforge at one point found unusually creepy.

Abilities: Svether has a unique ability that far expands what he is able to sense and see. His sensory skills are magically done, to where he can hunt down or track keybladers that are not in visible sight, but his inner vision with eyes shut peers through buildings and locates the magical flow emanating from keybladers and their keyblade. It further expands to his eyes being able to trace magic even if it is yet to be cast, it is aided by his sensory skills to give him enough information to tell if a spell is going to be cast and react fast enough to make a counter-method, which will not always play to his favor in that one case of being fast enough. These eyes of his allow him a span of x-ray, thermal, and slight magical vision, which expand to a three hundred meter radius.

Lateral: ; An short glide ability that Svether uses to dodge a speedy moving attack. His body will feed a line of magic in front of him that he unleashes nearly independently and is being pulled like an extension which explains how he doesn't fall or is effected by earthly gravitation. He can shoot the max distance of about ten meters, but as he progresses the distance expands.

Souped ; In his innate sense or feel for rhythm, his body is super responsive and perceptive of alien rhythm. He has the ability when fighting in key for key melee combat to correct his own movements after a few swings. His body will adjust, and near perfect would be the counter swing. Things considered are angles, momentum, swinging speed, size difference, weight difference, reaction times, and magical flux. This further develops into a rewarding style of melee.

Intangibility ; By its very name, the user is able to make themselves intagible to physical attacks, however the applications are extensively different when dealing with magic. Seven will often use them to fly through heartless in fights, or to avoid being struck with an average weapon. However keyblades or physical weapons that produce magic spells lashed off of them, can penetrate and hit Seven while he is intangible.

Magic:

He doesn't really use spells, period. He merely interprets magic and counters it accordingly.

Heart Ignition: Keybreaker ignition: The heart ignition upon entering where things just seem to erase himself or by some shroud of magic become completely intangible. Upon disappearing, body, keyblade, and all, the sound of his steps is silenced by magic. Then moving in at all angles he strikes like an assassin with fierce vigor in each attack extrapolating pure magic into each strike. Finishing with an impaling jab into the abdomen.
Keyblades and chains:

KeybladeForm Appearance A: Glave
Ability- Fric&Frac: Allegedly an innate ability that seems to fit well with his abilities. Enabling Svether to effectively piece together and find a solution to what seems to be an almost impossible problem. Appearing through his eyes in slow motion, his vision highlights elements, aspects, and concepts he can utilize in order to overcome what seems like an impossible ordeal.

Keyblade Form Appearance B: Harvey
Ability- Rhythm: His keyblade emits a radical tune played by his heart's essence like any kind of instrument. As he can head bang to a fierce tune, dance to one with a flow, or sway to calm tone you never know what will come out of it. Everyone, has a battle rhythm, this allows him to follow theirs and adapt, or ultimately destroy their focus by disrupting it.

[now what was hard about making reasonable abilities?]

Faction: Cult of Creative Kids ~ Reconnaissance&Intel specialist

Recent History: Svether ultimately grew up in the town what he could say was by himself. Upon hearing about the other factions and Garforge giving him both a place to stay and a humble warmth that extended from his grace. He balled his eyes out and gave him the biggest hug a kid could give. Their HQ is both his home and their base, he attends school just like everyone else.

And now, waiting for the bell to ring for lunch to be let out. He eyes Miyu from across the room always so focused it seemed. "This is going to be one heck of a summer." He silently said to himself before laying his face down on the desk.

Yet that day, they'd come to resolve their differences just this once. As they gathered all of their factions at the church. Unexpectedly there were three figures, in brown hoods, without a care to reveal themselves. Questioning the children's curiousity, of what truly lied beyond the door.

Spoiler: Salforge - Solace in Night

Name: Salforge
Age: 20-something
Gender: Male
Race: Steel Heart/Human?

Appearance: A none too ridiculous height of about six feet solid. With a kind of physique and poise that compliments his slim yet tone figure. A skin pigment that resembles a tanned beige, if not darkened slightly more. Limbs are of adequate sword length as does apply for his legs as well. Midsection is slim but built to say he does work out. His mane is black and flowing to spiked tips that fall just past his shoulders. From the front his hair is parted by five bangs, three to the left, two to the right, the ends tipped with an orange highlight. A single strand drifts somewhere in between, and directly in front of his left eye cutting off just a little past his nose. His eyes are two pools, both orange, though at times the left sees the past and the pupil vanishes.

He wears skinny white shirt, sleeveless. Atop a light black jacket of jean material, the right sleeve is cut off at the shoulder, only on that side. On his exposed right arm is a black arm warmer that runs from the wrist to just past the elbow. Both hands are accompanied by fingerless black gloves, and a golden bracelet on each hand.

His bottoms are more or less the same, a sleek pair of cargo blacks. Pockets found on the back and side, with two additional pockets font below his knees on the sides.

Personality: Astute, poised, and sometimes by his appearance he is deemed aloof. Among the researchers he was one of the more kind, as well as perplexed as to the extensions of how far they'd go. Though hesitation is a minimal for him, he genuinely goes of his first instinct for things.

The man is very cool and collected just about all the time. Since loosing his heart and replacing it with his kakugane, now his life line he finds himself to the point where he is just unbelievably curious. Seeming to become spaced out here and there, but not something being frequently revisited by him. His demeanor is chill, stiff, and very all around mellow. He approaches a subject be it rough or gentle at a meager pace always adding something of an incite albeit plausible and a genuinely good idea.

Weapon: Kakugane CI (101)

Dark Malice Crescent - The standard and base most form of his kakugane stemming from its portable shape. It appears like this, a hand held sword that steeps past the back. The sword is about body length, and the weight of an average broadsword. It's curved and hooked with a short C at the very end of the blade. It's abilities embedded having the innate power to ripple and rupture the energy that resonates around a body of it. It has the second key to take it, break it down, and absorb it into the steel itself. Due to Salforge's inability to use magic, he generally relies on Dark Malice Crescent to act as a conduit for whatever it's memorized, which is passed to its Busou Renkin state.

Busou Renkin! -

Salvation - Salvation takes the shape of a much slimmer blade that twist with a translucent essence that portrays its namesake. Its black, about the slight extension of one's arm, and has a red layer around the tipped edges of each side. Salvation has the innate ability to augment and shift gravitational forces respectively. This can be applied to both himself and objects that enter the field he can create. It stems a tad further and gives him the ability to possess flight, and gravitation. It responds also as a beacon to those in any form of strife or discord, effectively heightening the overall climax of whatever force he applies to impede a dual precision hit.

Powers:
Dusklanzer~
Salforge was once a keyblader before the accident which resulted in him becoming a steel heart. He no longer posses the ability to summon a keyblade, therefore stripping him of both rank, title, and actual ability, but he didn't loose access to the weapon itself being summoned in fragments. Effectively its given him a passive abjuration, and can project digitized shells to form barriers about and around himself, even within himself as well. This greatly induces the durability of his body, able to withstand massive amounts of damage.

Upon being struck, a ping is heard as the shells are lined in place, and crack his skin rupturing his invisible defense making it visible after being struck. Some maneuvers he's pulled formulations, duplications, substitutions, and using the sealing and unlocking abilities on doors; which double as a digitizing method of traveling through space in lack of a gummi ship or corridor of darkness. However, Salforge has an inability to use magic spells given he has no 'heart's essence' to formulate and push to form spells of malign intent. It has also been noted that Salforge has no attacking ability outside of using his heart of steel, namely his Kakugane CI (101).

Steel Heart~
A human possessing no physical heart, no draw to magic, relying only upon their wits and arms alchemy forged from the kakugane. The physics of the user's body drastically change. Without a heart, they resonate and give off absolutely no heat, effectively making them cold-blooded. Their bodies don't require sustenance to maintain, yet its not uncommon to eat now and again as a leisure as opposed to necessity. The body is able to quiet itself, stripping its movements of a great number of sounds making steel hearts insanely stealthy. Each bares red eyes, as a cascade for those marked. Lastly, emotionless and they exude complete rational thought, with the ability to act, determine, and move without hesitation or signs of faltering.

However, much like human beings, as a steel heart Salforge is susceptible to bleeding, his body type is analogous to that of a reptile without the same necessities.

Haste~
Taken from Dark Malice Crescent's energy absorbing traits, from slicing at a particularly fast opponent it inherited that said person's speed magic. The power, namely magic to hasten one's own movements making them harder to track. Salforge has easily taken advantage of this, and greatly boosted his body's physical speed. In combination without making noise when he attacks, he quickly impales an opponent with his fist or the blunt side of his sword.

Armor: Hitsun&Ramierun, a pair of gold bracelets that Salforge wears on both of his wrist. They're both incredibly thick, an insanely durable. Their weight at least two kilograms each, of course their heavy to say the least. They have the ability to manipulate and change their shape, one form of which encases Salforge in golden armor, the color really being irrelevant. They also serve their place as amplifiers on their own, needless to say they amp his dusklanzer and steel heart respectively. Since their malleability is so flawless, while in armor he can graft sub-weapons while inside the armor.

Bio :

"Chivalry is dead."

Such were the words of a man that had lost more than just his way. His heart, devoured yet body sustained by his master's legacy. The Steel Heart. Retaining his memories as well as his body, he even compensated from his heart being rogue. In any event, the accident that put him how he was living this new life gave him purpose to search for his master and mentor that had parted saving Salforge and four other individuals with the method of the steel heart.

So his stature became one of a cold blood, but not a murderer. In his roaming, he became something of a mercenary, a real ghillie in the mist so to speak. His subtle nature erases his existence with no heart beat to follow him, no heat signature, stealth made him infamous. Keying into the rumors that his face was made of stone made it difficult to deter that he's ever been impaled. Needless to say as of late he's become aware of the sorry shape of the worlds. While he had no interest in the mass destruction he couldn't help but give it his attention.

"Pretty cool party, you guys know any card games?"

Like knocking on the devil's door, the little man in red, Salforge was bold as to make his own entrance. Not really intimidated in the slightest, his once red-orange eyes were a painted crimson as to strike a kind of madness into those that met his gaze. He created, an unrequited fear in the lessers, and upon making his way in he was greeted by one. Older than him, and a different type of being altogether, like it really mattered. As he walked passed him, he stopped. thinking about this for just an instant, he continued to climb until he expressed his dues of 'payment' for his services.

Fighting Style:

Stealth; of which he erases his presence from the area, eliminating both his breathing, traces of sound and his already ice-cold body. Moving along the ground silently, he quickly slays or impales an opponent with haste.

Stamina; his second style, of which he doesn't fight, only in the case of a one on one. He simply lets himself get hit with whatever, and defends himself with his ability to create a digital shell around him. As it repairs itself without his attention, they begin to wear themselves out and he just pushes them over. Exhausted.

Other;
Theme Song: STRENGTH ~ abingdon boys school
Battle Theme 1: SE OST Track 8: Mifune
Battle Theme 2: Nothing Can Be Explained

If you have questions about salforge, i'll explain some of the common.
He's a human with a heart of steel (literally). That same steel is what keeps him alive, and its also his weapon. The steel comes in three forms, its original shape, its released state, and its arms alchemy (BR) form which is its truest state. Since its his heart, we're assuming he doesn't have one (anymore). So Salforge is essentially cold-blooded, gives off no heat. Yet the rest of his body functions like a regular person, its like trying to explain if nobodies eat anything xD

Spoiler: Relantz/Retnyw - Solace in Night

Name: Relantz/Retnyw
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race:Human

Appearance:

She stands a height of five feet flat. Hair is a periwinkle color, long and flowing, parted into spiked bangs, one of which folds into another bang. Parted into three to the left, and three to the right, the rest of her hair flows down to her shoulder. Its blue in shades of a periwinkle, almost royal blue, tipped in even darker bluish highlights. Her eyes are two crystal blue orbs that are serene and innocent. Often becoming a feint color to signify Ret's own eyes. Ears attached, in absence of earrings on both ears.

In layers starting from the skin up, her lingerie is to be admired for appeal. Black under-wire as well as bra, strap included. A choker of the same color around her neck. Followed by a thin navy colored undershirt, and pajama pants with bunnies across of the soft fabric of plaid blue. Atop her shirt, a black thermal, over a base shirt with two shades of blue, the collar and sides being darker and chibi white bunny drawn in the center of it. Her jeans are a strange olive color, lastly she compliments this with a blue and orange scarf of which is so long she can wear it like a hood.

Personality:

Relantz ~ She's very sweet, admiring, and tenacious in those aspects. Fairly quiet as well as easy going, yet always the striving perfectionist which has perpetuated not wanting to fail. She's at times easily deterred and will wallow here and there urging not to think heavily about things, yet sometimes it can't be helped. The woman can be fragile and will lock out all but one, memories of better days seem to the be one of the few things to pull her out of complete misery. Yet she has unbelievable inner strength that fuels an aggressive outer strength.

Retnyw ~ The colder shelf of Relantz personality, Ret is something of a negative array of emotions and manifest within her consciousness. Displaying individual traits and her own form of individuality from the draw. Ret is admittedly jealous of what Relantz holds onto and will at times sabotage her other half purely out of spite.

Weapon:
Gabriel & Wraven ~
Twin revolvers with the names of two lives not yet known to humanity yet. Gabriel and Wraven were forged by Salforge's bracelet Hitsun and acting as conduits for Relantz's emotions. She can fire off rounds of magic and shape it and give power to each bullet to the rhythm of her own empathy. Each feeling is special, unique, and will be given volume.

Demicestus ~
The two gloves that she wears on her hands are known as Demicestus. They give her the hand off enhancement of strength and speed attributes, simultaneously sharpening her senses when worn. They also act as conduits for polarized kinetic abilities, where she focuses magic into the gauntlets giving her the abilitty to move objects that are inanimate and push them.

Powers:

Porcelain Vista~
In time, the woman has been introduced with things that aren't real. Feats of imagination are daunting and capture attention. Her visage is important, and is often a craft found through the peering and locking of eyes. Once locked, her vista becomes the opponents. A grand and nigh inescapable illusion of which exudes and extends wrapping around the captured(s)' senses. Through Porcelain Vista can she confuse enemies, push lies and make truths, or more realistically escape conflict. Its common uses are simple set ups by casting confusion and adjusting what one sees to fool them into attacking an ally as they would see that ally as a hostile.

Whats key about this, is the time limit. Sixty seconds is the bare minimum of its hold, to a full effect of about one hour. An hour is just as taxing, which depletes the woman's magic, but given distance is irrelavant, an illusion can be cast and she could be on another world. Thats another thing about her Porcelain Vista (PV) once she cast it, she has the choice of placing a time limit on it. During the cast, unseen to the recipient, a counter appears above the head and it counts down in real time to the effects of the illusion. Once it starts, it will continue until the counter reaches zero and shatters the illusion. Forfeiting the time before hand results in those said minutes being converted into years of age upon its caster.

Of course, the dual-edged sword. With this, the consequence of canceling an illusion of lets say one minute, will cause her to age one year. Originally being three years behind someone, in canceling PV she realized she aged one full year in one minute.
Armor: none.

Bio :

Her first histories and easily recalled memories are with a man of a peculiar name and experiences of which revolved around him. As something of a passion became prevalent, in time by consequences of the worlds becoming unstable, she was forced to separate from her beloved. In this sense, it was if a part of her had then weakened and she fell dormant within her subconscious relinquishing control to her counter part. All but extinguished was her individual heart's essence, but an apothesis proclaimed it was an unwillingness to accept her lover's departure and studying underneath his master worlds apart, the promise of his return the only thing she had to keep faith. It eventually corroded, and she fell dormant.

"I'll return, so long as you have faith."

When the worlds plunged into darkness for the first time, she vanished off of her world. Originally stranded at the crossroads of destiny, she emerged from what looked like the subsides of darkness. Surviving the passing through non-existence and being rebuilt by her sheer amount of sentience as her heart's essence wasn't quite extinguished she was sleeping, dormant within Retnyw, what remained of her. Assuming something of a dissimilar appearance to what she looked like previously, it was built off the combination and modeling of her and her alternate persona. Yet her heart still slept without signs of waking, so Ret assumed the lead for two solid years.

Not far off, a a warmth greet her, traveling from the chest of her beloved, his sacrifice ignited the embers of her birth. Breathing life, anew into her body, her personality that was dominate regained its consciousness. Beating in her chest was her heart, half, the broken half was replaced? Unable to question it, but the feeling was all too familiar to the young woman. Its likely explained that his heart moved and took refuge within her body, which was also enough to reanimate her form of consciousness. Gaining his strength, determination, and passion she travels looking for a man who's never in one place.

Fighting Style:

Close/Mid/Long Range would be the divisions and fields of attacking for Relantz. Given she uses her main arms, her revolvers for long and mid range. Extending the close range combat, and putting a sleight in her melee with earth shattering moves using her enhanced strength. Needless to say, she's light on her feet and very quick with combined and compiled assault tactics. While she'd rather stick with mid and long range, when boxed in, or fighting in a narrow pass-way, its easier for her to used close range combat, hand to hand, or push them back with a kinetic wave.

Other;
Character Theme: Ashina no Te ~ Yukari Hashimoto
Battle Theme (slow fight): SE OST Track 10 ~ harmoNIZE
Battle Theme (fast fight): e.s. posthumus ~ Tikal
Climax Theme: Linkin Park ~ New Divide

Font Color(s) "Royal Blue" (Relantz) "Light Blue" (Retnyw)

Hint; Incoming K r y p t o n i t e.

Spoiler: O'nam "The Garden of Death" - Solace in Night

Name: O'nam
Alias: The Garden of Death
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Appearance:

Of age. Sound and collective height of about five feet and ten inches in height. A body that stems the abnormal, average yet toned and built about his entire abdominal region. Shape somewhat straight as are the imperfections of humans. Found at the peak of his back, is a strange tatoo of an emblem long since forgotten. Two pools of what he can infer as dark slate gray occupy his stalks.

His hair is something of a spectacle within itself, a quiet silver as well as long and flowing. Easily mistaken for a female at times, pending on how its styled. His bangs are protruding enough. Eyes an even distance apart, a rounded nose, he posses fairly broad shoulders. A hint of his persona comes from him always taking such an unmoving stance, being rigid yet not quite in his mind.

He simply wraps himself up in a black coat, hooded to say the least. In any event, what he wears underneath is a fairly long sleeved shirt, something a school boy would wear if we're blatantly honest. His bottoms tread like pants yet past his knees briefly by about four inches. There is a taffle or some kind of fabric that is fastened around his waist from his right hip that is open on the right and closes around his hip down to stopping before his left knee. Lastly he has a watch on his left wrist, and wears something of comfort, shoes.

Personality:

He's quiet, conservative, and well-mannered. Aside from some past events, this is all we know about Onam's characteristics dealing with 'how he presents himself'. It is only towards Salforge has he ever been blatant and obnoxious, something unprecedented yet hasn't surfaced since their alliance.

Weapon:
He finds armaments to be unnecessary, though he's a proficient archer and carries with him a bow and quiver laced with arrows. Having rather exceptional hand-eye coordination its an easy task for him. Aside from this, he carries a broad bladed sword of which at times he admittedly has difficulty wielding.
Powers:
There is no one else like him, his abilities are unique.

Decay~
Onam can reduce, breakdown, and deconstruct things. This effect can disintegrate most material almost instantly, of which has been displayed upon metal, wood, stone, marble, and even granite. To a limited degree does it disintegrate flesh. More commonly, its seen as an unholy yellow light being released from his hands. Going against one of Salforge's barrier, its ability hasn't recognized magic and only damaged his barrier abjuration severely. Its possible, he can refine this further after recognizing material through his own physical touch. From there, in the act of holding someone's hand physically, he could quickly disintegrate their entire body from there.

Reject~
Of what is proposed as a drum, when focused upon matter and the complications of the physics that compose something, through magic does Onam generate a miniature field that reconstitutes and recompiled something destroyed, maimed, or altered from its previous state despite the physics of the alleged piece going missing. Rejection is the sheltered ignorance of laws in placed by god, from the eyes seen in temporal adjusting and spatial regression, when in truth, within the array he forms he rejects the events that transpire that initially lead to the catastrophe. This has been proven useful as of which has applications that 'appear' to be healing, when it recalls the events of which eliminate the fact that the wounds never happened.

Erasure~
Presence. Consciousness. All things aside, everyone has a heart that beats. His stops, and from this does he enact a removal technique. Effectively removing himself, more so he's half-way on the plane and walks on it as a hollow-being. Unable to be seen or sensed. Unfortunately it means he's unable to touch those on the plane given he's not directly on it himself. The applications also can be applied to someone with him at a range of approximately ten meters, yet it comes from the desire to apply it as to avoid hooking some random bystander into his shroud.

This is the advanced form of Decay, where they go, when they've withered to dust...

Armor: None.

Bio :

"...wither, whilst I decay."

That scent was familiar, an abandoned child sitting homeless on the streets of Radiant Garden. His eyes have lost all hope, so it seemed, yet he survived. Retained his sanity, and through whatever rehabilitation he'd been put through he succeeded in each outlet. The kind of mind he had, possessed a multitude of corridors and through that despair, that clouded nightmare, he stood on both of his legs, so young.

He wasn't evil, though as an outcast and abomination, not looking for justice, only turmoil. To know the anguish of beinig abandoned, to know the suffering of being rejected by the family that seeded their own birth. All things aside, he'd only himself. So the darkness followed him, but he was stronger than that very same darkness. It was all he knew, so that familiarity rotted what grip and dark corridors that attempted to take hold. Upon taking the train to the siege ridden world of Disney Castle, he sought an outlet for his senseless rage.

"I seek to be refined...crafted into a machine, let me forget everything. It matters not."

Standing beside Clement, Onam for sometime sought his tutelage. The only one that kept him sane, all there, and undeterred by strings of compassion or sympathy. The only home he sought was one of which eluded reconcilable peace. He spoke little, and in service with the empire his strength only manifested and grew. Confidence never became arrogrance, discontent never became pure hatred, with the years he grew wiser and realized a path of self-destruction was meaningless. His fascination became gripped on conquering everything and everyone, and if you got in the way you were just as worthless as a man that would discard his own heart.

"Salforge. Your such a disgusting traitor of mankind."

"Whats that? I might be a military dog of the empire, but I know no matter who you are, I can take you down. Keep that in mind...what was your name again?"

"If theres anything I can't stand its ignorant pessimist like you."

"Go cry to Clement."

Feeling the desire to rip his throat from his neck, he lashed out. The officer with a pulse of his palm, jettisoning a wave of death towards the man in black. A clash, as he forged a barrier from the folds of his whim, to block the yellow light. Spots appeared over the wall, showing the barrier had weakened, yet not shattered.

"As I thought. You are the immovable block."

"And your that guy that tried to death bomb me, your attitude could use some re-adjusting. Assessing enigmas like me as if you know anything about me. Have a heart, unfortunately thats not an option for me."

Thus gave birth to their dysfunctional relationship. They were all unusual, Ciel, Clement, Haruka, Ryoko, Glacius, and Salforge. All of them happening to serve under the emperor. For their worth to be tested, each an objective. To appear on Arcadia in the near future, once they'd confirmed Radiant Garden's fall, it was their next objective. There was no hesitation found within Onam, he abided and would shortly make his way over with an army at the ready.

Fighting Style:

There isn't one, he's become proficient in the art of self-defense and his caliber of both archery and fencing are at their peak.
Other;Character Theme: Elena Siegeman - The One
Battle Theme (warm-up) - The Crystal Method - PhD
Battle Theme (intense) - The Sleeping - Don't Hold Back
Inside Erasure (Surreal) Bollywood
Confronting Salforge - One-winged Angel

Closest to his companion and greatest ally, Clement.

Spoiler: FLLFFL "Alfa" [Beta State]

Name: FLLFFL [Alfa]
Othernames: FL. The Jet. No. 0. Alfa
Title: The Jet-Swordsman
Gender: Male
Race: As Human as they come.

Occupation: Wanderer.

Height: 5'7''
Weight: 192lbs
Complexion: Stoic
Mental Age: 36
Physical Age: Mid-40's
Build: Slim with mild toning

Physical Depiction:
He's about five feet and and seven inches in height. Body proportionate to his weight of approximately one hundred and sixty-two pounds. Body type mildly athletic. Arms and legs are slender at a glance, but his veins project the image of him being actually quite fit and in shape.

Alfa's hair color is a wicked obsidian color. His hair is spiked, short, and overlayed towards his right. His hair grows out in a clockwise position, sloping upward and down his back. The length of his hair just barely hits his shoulders, in threaded bangs. The Man's face is young, and his jawline is fairly even with everything else. When he smiles, he forms a dimple on the right cheek. Alfa's eyes are a surreal looking pale blue color, the same color as the flame that emits from his sword's base.
Current Attire:
His attire usually consist of the wardrobe of a punk-oriented individual. A bright lime green undershirt, white and yellow threaded vest overtop this, sleeveless. Blue jeans, fastened by a black belt. A black wristband on each wrist, followed by a black choker around his neck. His high-tops(sneaker choice) are overlapped black, lime green, and silver. Dressing informally more often then not, he's puts off the facade of just a normal kid, hiding the wisdoms of his mentors.
Personality:
Alfa is actually pretty humble and nothing puts him off more than his own destructive capabilities. Alfa always puts into consideration his human limitations and how skilled he is in the marks of kendo. His persona is really light, but sharpened and wise. He sort've acts as more of an equal and should be feared for his sharp wit, peak wisdom, and somewhat confident yet simultaneously chill demeanor.

Battles are battles to him, and he treats them to as if he were to fight to win. He's a quick adapter and uses his wits and analyzable tactical mind to subdue the opponent. However midst this, he doesn't express himself as he would if he were amongst company during any battle of any nature. He limits the things he says, in any amount of seriousness as to cloud his judgement during such events.

Marked off by his eluded name, seen through illusion, Alfa is arcane.
Interested in:
-Literacy
-Change
-Honor & Justice
-Becoming an 8th Dan.

Detests:
-Cowardice
-Rules
-The color beige
-Bitter

Armaments:

~FL -- The Jet-Sword
Alfa's most trustworthy and singular dependant armament. Single-Edged, Reverse Bladed Katana. Dimgray in tint, will seem lighter in tint on one side. Sharp, sleek and refractive. Detailed by its smooth and swift surface, the blade itself doesn't rust or degrade in quality no matter how exposed it is to wear, tear, and use. The grip, solid and firm with the emblem FL separating it from the blade, there is no guard visible. The very base is a valve that expedites the bluish flames.

Blade Length - 73cm
Blade Width - 6cm
Blade Height - 8mm

Sword Length - 94cm

Elements - Overall Composition~
Lithium.
Cobalt.
Iron.
Unnamed Element.
Magnesium.
Uranium.
Silver.
Unnamed Element.
Features- Jet-Engine Hybrid.
Built into the very base of his katana is whats known as a jet engine propulsion system. Upon gripping the actual katana in the right way, with a twist or so, it will emit a pale periwinkle colored flame from the bottom of the grip. The blue-ish flame emitted is often used a catalyst for quick evasion, heightened movement, and offensive maneuvering.
Abilities: Alfa is a well versed fighter, human, but even more versatile than most of his known associates and acquaintances. He's sharply versed in kendo as well as many forms of jujitsu.

Versatility - His movements and interpretive skills combine here. Alfa could easily take on two masters by himself while keeping them both at bay in between his agility, kendo skills, and expert acrobatics. He literally moves all over and suppresses the aggression that is focused on himself. An enemy attacking his rear flank would catch his back foot, while the front flank would catch his weapon.

Acrobatics - He's a gymnast as well as a kendo master, able to land flips tuck into convenient strafes and dodges while safely maintaining his footing easily. His acrobatics also display his physical endurance, and how in shape, he himself is.

Speed - Alfa is ludicrously fast. Upon being subjected to numerous enemies, he quickly takes them out in a demonstration of heightened reflexes and responsiveness.

Bide - Alfa admittedly acts as a sponge for the absorption of initial physical momentum or more prominent terms established as an unbalanced force. Upon something simple such as tapping a surface, he creates and absorbs his own format of force. Upon remaining stationary, Alfa is able to afflict not only his momentum outward, but he can also afflict his own state of inertia when motionless. Upon standing still with stored momentum he can resist the incoming physical attacks in a dual manner to buffer and brush physical strikes within their respective range/intervals.(This does not mean if he's cut, he will not be cut, but will not be cut as deep as intended. Interpret this by that example.) It is possible to absorb the transfer of alien momentum from a moving object or enemy, even while inert or in motion. Releasing force outward into his momentum upon an enemy will vary upon the damage done to Alfa, what momentum he channels into his own strength is just additional. This being said, if Alfa is hit with an unbalanced force that can render him unconscious, that force he stores and once registers becomes displaced and he no longer acts as a storage container for it.

IE: Alfa strikes a cinder-block once, the blade deflects. Alfa strikes the same cinder-block again, applying the resistance of the unbalanced force from the cinder-block this time, he cuts it in two.

History:

The only recollect able years of Alfa's life fall in line with his unprecedented tutelage in the art of kendo. His skill noticeable at the age of eight, and only has further climbed in his old age.

Battle Theme: Afterlife (Instrumental) - Avenged Sevenfold
Character Theme: The Clay People - Awake

Quote: "You came to battle right? You want me to go easy, yes?" --FLLFFL

**KHProdigy1** · December 17, 2011, 02:11 AM

And then some.
The rest of my normal, low-mid power characters non Orsa-Continuum and non Role play-Continuum.

Spoiler: Avery Stessel

Name
Avery Stessel
Sex
Male
Age
20

Physical Description
Of Russian descent, with a rugged face, currently shaven. His brown eyes seem to fit the feeling of the icy home of mother Russia. Hair cut to that of a russian infantrymen in arms, graced with only his burlap overcoat of tan opacity and white fur. Lightly browned gloves, and pants of the same color, somewhat thick.

Psychological Profile
A stern and often brazen individual, as rigorous as he was filled with vigor. He was not that different from his brethren and friends in arms. Allies where like family and enemies where the putrid scum of his country's pride. His own demeanor and views were politically just and empathized hated relations with a few countries. Upon his 'programming' at a prison, this greatly snapped his perspective and corrupted his pride into a kind of individual and fascist outlook on mankind.

Unique Characteristics
By means of under the table tampering, its likely depicted Avery's mind was drastically boosted. By means of tuning one's initial output of the brain from an average nine percent, greatly surpassing even the abnormal thinking capacity of thirteen and extending the flexibility of his mind to thirty four percent. In further examination, Avery has displayed a kind of amplified form of knowledge by individual intuition or noesis, to where the interpretations of whats going on, simultaneously configuring a counter measure if said event develops hostility. Avery's last and most immediate recognizable trait is in the moving of inanimate objects, namely matter in question. Illegitimate construction of said matter isn't feasible by his mind nor ability. The weight of which he can lift levies between ten metric tons, naturally surpassing the weight posses and even greater strain and harm is done by means of recoiling back unto his mind.

brief
Originally a captive of the U.S. Government's 'No Russian' project. About the time skirmishes were broken out between the two, few battles erupted, and their dimes the brainwashed super-soldiers, one Avery Stessel were commissioned. Memory was but a memory, but in his rapid realization he recollected it all within mere days and plotted his escape. Returning to the homelands, he'd decided to rise is something of an inspirational political figure, become something of a prophet and move across the countryside sweeping the east hemisphere in a few short years. Labeled a vagrant, crazy, and hero by numerous.

Spoiler: Evan Norwald

name
Evan Norwald
sex
Male
age
21

physical description
Evan is in all natural roots an englishmen yet bred in between Norwegian and french roots within Bristol, England. His height is a laughable five feet and three inches. A brunette, hair braided into a many horse's mane. His eyes are the shade of amber, face rather immaculate be it stoic disposition. Often seen with a black leather-like material fashioned into a jacket and jean-material pants, with boot padded with sand colored's treads. Wearing a rather bleak black overcoat of tender fabric, he looks like a miniature undertaker when strolling through england. Lastly, his pure white gloves compliment his rolex watch on his left wrist.

psychological profile
An astute and often smug individual with a feverant temper. This is merely a facade, his personality is severed and broken apart into at least four, possibly more. poly-polar wouldn't be the proper term, needless to say to explore this one has to take into account he has multiple personalities and his characteristics are in fastidious motion, never the same a minute before, a nigh impossible read.

unique characteristics
An alchemist. Beyond the proper study and deterrence of the initial properties of both material and substance as a whole, the vastness of this science has morphed and used Prime or "The Planet" as a medium to construct and yield to the laws necessary. In three steps, he estimates the materials, breaks them apart, then reconstitutes them into something else of which the medium deters to equivalency.

In the way he achieves this is forming a gate from within him, using the symmetry of the human body as opposed to written transmutation circles or diagrams. His personal favorites are apping advanced forms of nitrogen, hydrogen (singular) H20, and Carbon. Easily mastered and having perfect measurement of the calorimetry, namely heat capacity of what he dissociates and rearranges.

He can quickly stabilize and immobilize friction, subdue momentum, and introduce inertia when introduced to moving particles, a quick grasp of the unrequited aether theories would make the 'ambiance' of what surrounds the particles in motion to be stimulated to slow if not otherwise render whats moving, inert. Needless to say Evan has grasped a multitude for the foundation and structure of things for what they are and what they represent and acts namely as the distributor of deterrence in most cases, roughly 5:1.

armaments
Depends on the day and if theres free pizza.

Spoiler: Daviel "Link" Domineuce

>_> I wanted to battle RoA, also, your powers aren't mild

Name: Daviel "Link" Domineuce
Other Names: Link. Davey
Age: Early twenties.
Mental Age: Twenty-three
Gender: Male
Homeland: Hyrule/Faron Woods
Species: Hylian

Appearance:
He's about five feet and ten inches in height. The shape and tone of his body is about physically fit to every adequate extension. His eyes are the color of liquid blood, baring hair of a charcoal blue, in the moonlight it looks about this color. His ears are connected, and nose rounded with an expression at times really oblivious yet often cheery.

Graced on his form is a black tunic, underneath is a netted shirt which is in best respects a warrior's chain-mail. There is a skinny white shirt that sleeved underneath the chain-mail that extends out of the sleeves of the tunic. Covering his arms are two brown, almost amber coloured gloves, fingerless. Each arm is braced by a guard of the same colour because on the reasons of him being an archer.

His bottoms are also black, a pair of loose clothed pants. Laced in dark brown coloured boots, with ties that come up halfway between the calves and knee. On his back he carries Feral, which is right next to a sheathed Glave. Covering all of this is the shield Harvey. His waist is fastened by a fine leather belt, carrying his bombs, Ivacles, and Lenix.
Personality:
The strong silent type. Usually only talks when people ask him his name, he communicates through his strong bodily gestures and facial expressions. He has these really annoying high-pitched noises he makes based upon his style of melee in combat. He's got a keen eye for battle, a half-skilled sword master thats been drilled by the best in Hyrule. He does however enjoy tranquility and the settings that indulge a lazy and ethereal feel.
Armaments:

Glave
A basic format in terms of just appearance, Glave was crafted by some of the finest metals found in the mines of Ordon. It's about two and a half feet in length not including the guard and grip. Dipped in the and cooled in the Ordon Spring to cool and solidify the still making it exponentially formidable to being shattered by physical means. It's shape from the guard up, is wide then narrows as it flows up to the tip. Its layered over with an indention being a dual-edged blade. The grip is black and wonderfully decorated to portray its elegance.

Harvey
A shield of course what other way is there to say about it. Its made of metal and decorated with the seal of the royal family. The fabled triforce is depicted at the very top of its somewhat rounded diamond-like shape. Its about the right weight so motioning for sheild attacks and defensive maneuvers are within his range of flexibility.

Lenix
A basic boomerang found in one of the old forest during an exploration of Faron Woods. Its aerodynamics support it's ability to be thrown and returned
Feral
A bow along with a quiver that maxes out to fifty arrows. Behind the shield Harvey, Feral is an armament of long distance attacks. His eyes are keen, he holds the feral with his left hand as he is left-handed.

Ivacles
A basic grappling hook with a claw thats mechanical. Similar to those prize grabbers, its grip is controlled by motion or within the range of something its able to grapple. It opens up automatically and locks on, when the rope is spun twice clockwise, the grip releases. Used to scale heights, as a tight rope, and to tie up foes.

Bombs
This is pretty simple. He carries a bombag which holds a maximum of forty bombs at a time. Used in destroying small rocks, tossed and/or thrown at enemies, and even able to latch them onto his arrows to create bomb arrows.

Hookshot
A device that acts as a much more reliable grappling hook in terms of speed. Its an unmeasured amount of chain wrapped around a revolving wheel with a hook at the beginning. Its shot and jutted into wood, rock, and some steel. Then fiercely brings the wielder to the pierced spot. He carries two of these.
Abilities:
Hawk-eye
His sight has been enhanced by the goddess Farore allowing him a brand of telescopic sight. In addition to this his sense of direction, by means of wind reading has become almost infallible.

Goron's Strength
Ebbed into two bracelets, giving Daviel strength beyond that of a human. It rivals the gorons to some extent, mainly he can lift at least ten times his own weight. Which would be about one-hundred and eighty-three times ten.

Zora's Gills
The breath of a Zora, enabling him breath underwater.
Swordplay:
Mortal Draw
The swift extension of sword and hand. A strike the withholds about a second time wise, a swift spin and slash in a full 360 motion.

Backlash
The evasive attack, quickly spinning into a tuck roll around to the back of an enemy and rising up with a twirl spin to slice from the base of the spine to the upper back.

Spin Attack
It covers the blind spots of two dimensions, a full 720, which incorporates two full spins at a high speed. Side effects are mild dizziness which wears itself down in a matter of a moments.

Rapid Stab
A series of countless stabs or jabs with a sword done in concurring rows of strikes at different angles to produce unpredictability.
History:Where to start with this kid. He's got so much history, I guess I could just take parts from here and there if it helps.

There was a point in his teen-hood when he was just a peasant the dwelled in the Faron Woods. Life of normalcy it seemed, and he didn't argue. He lived by himself and not secluded to his sense of loneliness. The neighborhood kids in huts nearby were his friends who'd often get in trouble. As the days of this carefree life seemed eternal he knew no end to these days of peace.

It was later down the way he'd come to grasp with his ancestors were all 'linked' to the same fate in some way. He wasn't an Ordon, rather he was a Hylian. Of some kind of mystical bloodline it seemed, courage was just in his entity. Putting on the tunic passed down from generation to generation. Arming himself with the best and yet unexpected armaments he'd come across.

There was a point where he met a woman, this princess that ruled over this land beyond Termina, even Ordon, by the name of Zelda. It wrang around in the back of his mind for some time, but the familiarity just seemed uncanny. It was as though she had undergone something of the same weight of responsibility in following the chain, harboring the mystical symbol on her hand too.

It only gets stranger, to this stranger.

**soraking10** · December 17, 2011, 02:47 AM

She's a low to mid-power depending on the battle.

Spoiler: Sasha Barington - The Initiative : Making APerfect Human

Name: Sasha Barington
Nickname: None
Title: Celestial Gunner
Age: 25
Gender: female

Weapon:

Chakram Guns: Dual-wielding guns that are not originally a gun, but moreso two batons that have a button on it that(when pushed) metal extends out of it, curving in a counter, and clockwise direction only to meet up to close. When the process is complete, the guns are a complete circle with two containers with a glowing green light on it(one on the top part, and one on the bottom part) which measures the amount of plasma energy it has when being fired. Like, the plasma acts as its bullets. The part of the gun that the bullets shoot out of are inbetween the two green containers. When the guns are in their baton mode, they are placed in Sasha’s pockets where they are locked in by a click(like an old-school seatbelt).

Personality: In appearance, Sasha looks like a girly-girl..And that’s mostly true, but beneath every layer, there’s always a stinky one. How that follows under this I have no idea, but to put it short: Sasha is tough as nails, and she is also quite stubborn. She rather find out things with her own two eyes, than have someone tell her, and ruin the fun in the adventure. If you get past the stubborn nature of Sasha, you’ll find out that she quite the whore. She’ll flirt, tease, and if you’re not careful, she’ll strait-out touch your junk. Yes, this applies to women too.

Sasha takes a liking to night clubs, and hardcore partying. There isn’t anything in this world that she doesn’t enjoy more than a good night out with friends, and hard liquor. Did I forget to mention the “fun” that usually revolves around that partying. Though this is true, Sasha does have her good moments..and I mean that literally. She has the potential to actually do stuff that people with morals could accept, but due to her nature to party and such, she often disappoints her boss, and sometimes her lover, but let’s save that for another time, kay’..

Appearance:(Click for picture)

Hair: Sasha’s hair is unique in its own. You will never see anyone with apple-green hair as their natural hair color, but Sasha is one who bares that luxury. Her hair is naturally strait, and it comes down past her shoulders, and stops a few inches down her back. Three bangs are combed separately downward to the right.
Eyes: Sasha’s eyes are plum/light violet in color. They are of oval shape.
Skin Tone: Sasha’s skin tone is fair, and light peach color. She has smooth skin, and it’s like touching the bottom of a baby.
Height: For a girl, Sasha is average at a height of five foot four.
Weight: 120Lbs54KG)
Build: Very slim, skinny, and also atheltic(not the muscley kind).
Clothing Style: Sasha’s clothing style is very simple, and if a guy were to come up to her, quite flirtatious. She wears skin-tight latex. Her outfit is a two piece - black gloves that go up to halfway up to the elbows, and a dim-gray dress-like clothing that shows how big her boobs are, and then as it traces downward, it goes into a skirt that stops at mid-thigh. Lastly, Sasha wears leather boots that cover most of her legs.
Accessories: None
Other: Sasha wears red lipstick.

Evolution/Special Ability: Sasha is a superhuman one-hundred percent. She has no talent for anything that is of the supernatural essence. In this, she has superhuman attributes. The limits placed on Sasha’s superhuman abilities are less-than of Superhero(superman, hulk, etc..) standards, but are far above the enhanced stage.

Superhuman Endurance: A Superhuman level of Endurance grants Sasha the will to endure more damage than the normal human, or even more than that of an enhanced human. Though there is a fault in this. It is true that Sasha has superhuman endurance, but there is a limit of how much damage she can take before fatigue starts to overwhelm her. It usually takes a good two minutes of nonstop pounding before she starts feeling it. However, her quickness will not allow for such a thing, so she’s good. If the hits keep on coming without a chance of stopping, Sasha would not only feel the hits, but her enhanced endurance will give out, and the hits would feel like a normal person getting it. In other words, no enhanced endurance, she’ll have broken bones, no doubt.

Superhuman Dexterity: With Superhuman Dexterity, Sasha’s ability to have a secure balance is above the normal human, and as such her ability to keep her balance is great. Along with her near-perfection balance, Sasha also has adroit movement, hand-eye coordination, and sturdiness. With that, this allows her to perform skills like juggling, handstands, and catching things with her hands that were thrown at her. However, with every power comes a fault, and this one is no exception. If there arises a situation where Sasha has to use both hands and/or both feet, or even she is coming from a fall where she has to land on all fours(a position she is a pro at also *wink wink*), she becomes completely exposed to any kinds of attacks, and that is when she’s at her most venerable point. And also, after a certain amount of time, Sasha has to stop to catch her breath. Along with Sasha having to stop to catch her breath, the other drawback to her prolonged dexterity is that she’ll literally have to stop right where she is to catch herself. So in that in itself, it will pretty much render her completely open for attack.

Superhuman Agility: Sasha’s agility is impressive. According to the power standards of how power ranks, her agility is at superhuman level. And it’s no surprise since she trains night and day to improve as much as she can. And while it is indeed apparent that her agility is at the level it is at, she does have her limits. Sasha can only keep the pace of the Superhuman level for five minutes, and then it downgrades to enhanced levels, and then after three more minutes, it is drained to complete normal level. And at that point, she would have take a breather so that she could regain the agility to its superhuman level.

The strains that her superhuman agility puts on her legs, Sasha(after a certain amount of time), would have major leg cramps, and that alone would stop her right in her tracks. This is because of the speed she goes on her legs, she could twist her foot the wrong way, and that could cause her to stop in said track.

Superhuman Reflexes: Sasha’s reflexes are great. Her skill of reacting in real-time is not only impressive, but to some is quite shocking. Her battle instinct kicks in when an opponent comes at her so suddenly. She can act on impulse, and surprise you by countering it automatically. If lucky enough, Sasha can dodge bullets(unlikely though), catch onto mid-air assaults, and she can also react to incoming impacts in a way that makes Sasha seem psychic or something(but she isn’t). And in an apparent non-battle situation, the minute that Sasha would place her hand on something hot(heated stove, hot pan, etc..), she would react in a split-second. And of course, like everything for Sasha’s evolution, her reflexes do have a fault in them. While her quickness to react are mighty good, if she is around multiple enemies, she can be caught off-guard, and get struck by an enemy. This is what makes superhuman reflexes quite dangerous, because you never know when they’ll come back to you, and bite you in the ass.

Another fault in this is that, when Sasha’s reflexes get too strained(I.e too many hits reflected), her brains sends a signal to cancel out most of her normal functions that would require the arms and legs to react on real-time. And in that, Sasha’s reactions to enemy attacks become sluggish, and usually result in her not knowing when to react. Though, this is only temporary until she is rested up enough to react like her normal self.

Superhuman Strength: Sasha’s strength(like her other attributes) is of superhuman standards. Though her build does not look it, she does have quite a lot of strength to where she could exert as much force as her muscles would allow her to. It is true that she is as skinny as a twig(not really, but it looks like it), her true strength comes from her core. Sasha has done some unique training for her strength alone, and up to date, she can push, hit, and exert nine hundred pounds in max-power. However, if she chooses to do such a large amount of force in one go, she is automatically rendering herself without any feeling in her legs or arms. So, yes she can choose to do the nine hundred pounds of force behind a single strike, but not without suffering the consequences.

Along with the limit that Sasha can use with her strength, another fault is that if she were to put too much strain on her muscles so much that there could be a danger of muscles tearing. It could be as minor as a major cramp that lasts for a while, or more severe as a torn Bicep and/or Triceps. However, that is not the only thing that can happen in the bad-case scenario. With the amount of usage that Sasha would use on her muscles, she is won’t be able to punch or anything for a quite a while.

Bio:

Sasha is English. She was born in London. Not really much to say in that area. Her parents along with her elder siblings all had some kind of work with Section III. So when she was old enough, Sasha herself got involved with Section III. And when she reached the point of her life where her parents believed she was old enough to move to New York, and work fulltime for the organization. It wasn’t until she was seventeen that Sasha moved over to New York with her older brother, and began as an intern for Section III.

It was when Sasha arrived to New York, and at Section III’s Headquarters, that she learned it wasn’t a job, but just testing, testing, and more testing - specifically on her. It is true that originally she was induced with Patient 005-MI-Z’s DNA, but just a very slight amount. However, just that small amount was able to give Sasha something wonderful that not only the doctors thought, but her brothers, and parents. She had gained superhuman capabilities. Whether it was in her own natural ability to gain these powers or whatever, but from that moment on Sasha has been a key part of the war-scale plans.

So to the current day, Sasha is a soldier used for most conflicts that get out of hand that endanger Section III, but also she has her own life. When she isn’t being used, she does waitress jobs part-time, and goes to clubs and such.

**KHProdigy1** · December 19, 2011, 12:55 AM

Spoiler: Garforge Temblin

Name: Garforge "Gar" Temblin
Other Name(s): Gar
Title: Oblivion Lord, The Naught King, Harbinger of Nothing
Age: Eons old
Race: Meta-Essence Forge
Homeworld: The Garden

Appearance:

Garforge stands a binding and solidified height of five feet and nine inches. He is not limited to just one form, but often appears the most often as a human like shape. A rather buffed out torso, upperbody of which is godlike Adonis of masculine flare. Harboring twin teal colored eyes that rest in both of his stalks. His hair is tricky because its seen as a faint and ashed black that will at times stoop to a transient white that looks almost neon.

An orange scarf is usually what he wears to conceal his face for some reason, usually forseen as his serious and often monotone and merciless stature. A black shirt, with the ying and yang symbol at the very center. The shirt is short, and tucked by his matching bottoms, fastened by a belt. He's barefoot and therefore has no shoes. Going over his accessories, Garforge does wear what is now Ramierun and Loviembre on the right and left wrist, twin solid golden bracelets.

Abilities :
Garforge has but one ability and it is and embodies what isn't and isn't limited just that concept and notion alone for he is this very thing. It is Oblivion, that which ceases as the devoid and defies the aspects of physics and does not submit to the laws of matter and energy being that which is or is spawned from it be either or then tethers itself to its interpersonal write to exist which is when these laws take hold.

Garforge acts mainly as an absorber and the reconstitution of essences, fluxes, and alien forces as a whole. He is can channel, manipulate, store, and generate forces to spawn from the infinite expanse of oblivion. Should there be nowhere to draw from in this event he is severed, he manipulates himself, yet only as a last resort.

Albatross ~ Garforge's final form that he assumes. Disparaging everything from his entity and unites himself with Oblivion. Becoming a complete sentient and self-sustaining embodiment of the realm he's spawned from.

Armaments;
Ramierun&Loviembre ~ Known as the forever never twins deemed a fitting analogy by Altoforge between himself and Galforge. They serve as Garforge's rightful and just weapons. Twin bracelets of golden color, about five inches thick, they're weight is that of two cinder-blocks one for each hand. Their symbolism copes for shape and form, ebbing their spacial and time brandishes to generate and breakdown, or the mere push and pull of essence itself.

Reflecting back, they can also manipulate themselves into any other kind of armament desired. These twin weapons are used primarily as an innate defense, able to trace and act automatically in the hands of their true master (Garforge), to avoid fatal damage, the remove him from the plane, back to Oblivion, rebuild him, then place him back as though time paused the moment of impact.

His bracelets also serve as limiters, locks, and seals to contain his rawest form, Albatross. When he shatters or releases the bracelets, he unleashes this form and carries the properties of the bracelets with him to his heightened state.

Noctiverus ~ His fail safe among all things. His personal oblivion kept tightly around his neck as a ellipse which is a tiny and compact Orsa all its own. Created and spawned from naught, is no larger than that of a golf ball. Harboring a very much finite space yet capable of expanding on a whim. Off the notion of DMC's book, Noctiverus is semi-self sustaining and cannot be touched by outside forces on an ill-influenced essence based level, its triggered by will alone and responds two only two known.

The fail safe is triggered when his very non-existence itself is triggered, quickly intaking himself into the space and the ellipse itself becomes forever small. Within this space Garforge rebuilds himself and resumes on the plane presented by Orsa.

Historical Outlook: Probably never gonna finish this. . .

Spoiler: Svether "Seven" Darakai "Dark Cry"

Name: Svether Darakai
Other Names: Seven, Phantom, Dark Cry
Title: The Watcher, Nothing's Shadow
Age: Physically Thirty-five
Mental Age: At least ten eons.
Race: Essence-Composite Being
(A construct)

Homeworld : The Garden//Eden

Appearance :

Seven was crafted in the image of Garforge's shelled essences located at his the height of his spine. When rend from that, his state was brought into fruition and thus molded. In a wholesome effort, an infant then emerged and immersed within the cradle of The Naught King's care. With time his appearance aged rapidly as though the brandishes of time didn't touch the phantom.

He stands, a man of about five feet and eleven inches in full height. A very mature, hardened, and gritty kind of profile. His face shows and reflects his age. The tones of his cheeks are imbued with a rosy peach hue. Stoic, yet not without subtle flare in his rigid disposition.

His hair is variously short in some spots, complimented by a sort of silver hair color for his 'ghostly' facade. The bangs of his, are brushed off to the side as to eliminate the distraction from his face. Both of his eyes, are a translucent and pale kind of green, almost pale yellow. His ears, are pointed and sharpened off at the sides.

Seven's body is incredibly built, well kept, and quite muscular. At a distance, he was look like a more toned 'letter T'. Graced by some of the finest threads that Eden could provide him. His armor, the chest piece covers his torso and opens to reveal his shoulders. The coordination of the colors range between a rust color, brown, black, and white. Past his waist, some sturdy leggings, that are plated lightly. Two boots are the final pieces of his attire.

When entering Nightmare-Mode. He assumes a much more quiet, sadistic form. Embellishing in a complete black tuxedo. A red collared shirt, with black tie and bright white pants. With black shoes, preferably dockers. His silver hair turns white, strains longer and flowing. Seven is referred to as Dark Cry when he assumes Nightmare-Mode.

Armaments:

Harken ~ "Take it, you've earned the right to hold onto it."

A sphere-like arm of Seven's that serves as the limiter of his abilities, and ties him to the physical. Harken is a basis of essence that bonds one to the plane that they are on. Even on some level consciousness. Given that Seven's being is keyed to a phantomlike-essence, it will fill him and allow him to assume a physical. In addition to this, it stores within it, Ecto-essence, that which Seven manipulates. And as a durable, and nigh infinite expanse, it draws it from Seven given he is a conduit for it, and in the even he should need to exhibit and ample amount, the container triggers and releases a drastic amount.

Background
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Origins

Birth was unusual for one such as Svether. He was brought into fruiton from a much higher existence and not quite a regular person himself. From the spine of Garforge Temblin, the nothing-space of 'fear' in its best respects. Something formed, and generated on his back, until finally Garforge ripped it off, and from that. An infant was spawned. Even for Garforge, on some level the naught king possessed a kind of compassion back then. Taking the collected mass of himself, he named 'it'

Svether Darakai. In the image that he would be at his side for many eons to come. The infant didn't stay at that stage for long. Seven, as he was called, began to grow and thinking independently. Always at the aid of Garforge and Reforge in the earlier days of The Garden and a vigilant vassal to Master Temblin. Seven was devoted, and through his devotion, the composite being, developed his powers as imbued in him from Garforge.

The personality of Seven is very much straightforward, yet not completely linear. He is loyal in almost every sense of the word, in better preferences to be the martyr for his liege. His tongue is held on his own discretion and his wit is as sharp and on cue with his intelligence. Despite his childish nick name, as a man he is quite elegant and foreboding, overwhelming with the same kind of charm as his father. Able to feel and interpret emotions easily, he specializes in the extraction of fear from those to whom he doesn't quite know.

In time, they began to show. He was capable of quite a number of assorted talents. The primary being he was a shadow on The Garden's plane and his physical lingered, meaning he wasn't tethered. His first name of being called a Phantom originated here. As an alledged 'phantom' he was able to graft flight, pass through the physical, but even he could be struck. Thinking to test this against the Reaper, Erebos at a young age he was cut and almost swallowed by the Lizard's purple and black light blade-like armaments.

As a phantom, he was garnered the ability to generate and channel spiritual-essence which he could use to overshadow the physical beings that wandered Eden. It further expanded that this made him invisible, intangible, and could even shape-shift. His talents just seemed to further and further themselves as time persevered. Garforge was rather impressed and thus Svether became his reconnaissance specialist. To whom he would send to observe the third, around the time of the Great Orsanian War.

With a grand number of years on his shoulders, Seven became something of a high-standing with Garforge and his brethren that were apart of some aspect of nothing that stemmed from their legitimate 'father'. Seven was the seventh born, and thus to his knowledge the youngest essence composite being. He was a representation of Garforge's shadow, the shadow that never existed on the plane physically, but like its name-sake, it was always there. This knowledge and understanding gave him a much more complete sense of how he could use himself as a tool in the aid of Garforge.

The time of The Great Orsanian War waged, and left nothing but the calamity and bodies, torn, a wake less dream of gore and blood. The Betrayal of Coraleye, yet through some form of compassion or just senseless brutality. Garforge, at the keen eye of Seven's watch forcibly stopped Reforge from murdering the betrayer. Calling fortainbras, from Reforge's hand, and steadily blowing off his limbs left and right. Horrified, Seven watched as his head was the last thing that had Reforge Clung to life, and he died right before their eyes. The coward, had said his peace, and apologized to Garforge. Wasting little time, Reforge resurrected himself, and would later come back to give his master a piece of his mind on Coraleye's behalf.

Svether at this time of the war, utilized his abilities. Before actually going into battle, he was given an armament from Garforge. Harken, a small metalic sphere with no grooves or lines upon it. It seemed to attach him to the plane, and imbue him with a wonderful essence that filled him with a physical mass. A gift more than anything else, it gave him a much more tampered control over his essence and so long as he possessed it he could maintain a physical.

Near the peak of his conflict, Svether entered a state that most of his brothers even fear. It was the pinnacle of terror, Nightmare-Mode. A rather droll combination of names, but it set the point across that Svether invoked the change into a complete little diablo. His single blue eye is the key behind his ghostly white hair. A gaze is enough, used to paralyze the raging enemies with one lock of his eye and they were stunned and trapped within a mental and emotional strain of horrors inside the corridors of their minds, abruptly causing a collapse into near instant fatigue just to combat the strain.

Spoiler: GMC and RAC

Spoiler: Gabriel M. Crippen

Name: GMC
Other Names: Gabriel, Gabe
Title: The Nexus
Age: fifteen
Race: Human|Essence/Chi-Conduit
Homeworld: Earth/The Garden

Background
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Gabriel's history is one that rather rich and auspicious following how he was born. Again, he is in close relation to Rayne Angelique Crippen his blood sister and biological twin. Birthing followed by the natural limitations of men, his parents were indeed the same, DMC and WAG. The paternal and caretaker's of both him and his twin sister they were raised in the abode of a small home.

At a young age, around the same time Rayne was discovering gifts of her own, Gabriel was known as 'the center' the epicenter of spirituality that was transcendent of the body and spirit. His essence dubbed 'chi' on earth and ethereal essence in the garden. He can push and pull the natural forces of the planet and influence them even on the astral medium. Having more of Dar's characteristics, his spiritual chi was transient and could flux making him an altar for spirits as well.

In time Gabriel had matured into a adolescent as did his sister. The Nexus was ordained to him from DMC about the same time Rayne was dubbed The Believer. Gabriel had undergone trials within Orsa as he was the first in their family that didn't house or withhold a demiurge.

His relationship with Rayne was a strange one, she was the more tempered and controlled of the duo. Even in their rummaging through different planes of The Garden, she was everywhere. Superior to him in some aspects and Gabriel at times felt as though, it was right. Her evolution stopped at birth, he had that over her, and as his powers expanded with time she always stayed the same, her knowledge however continued.

It was one day when they spun across the old war zone in the lower garden. Where one if not the primary battle of Orsa was to be decided was fought here. They seemed to walked endlessly across the wasteland of decay, torn thirds, seconds, even first where scattered everywhere. In their little hike they came across something strange, a kind of monument or rather petrified statue. It professed a hand to touch a hand. Rayne's interpretive nature flexed her curiosity so she ventured further. Even against Gabriel's persuasion of danger, she touched it.

Her powers of dreams and reality seemed to pour into the statue, reversing the petrification process and taking Rayne's consciousness and locking it off the warzone. Unable to contact Gabriel, the statue rose, flesh and bone. A sentient embodiment of blood. Ricshar. This redheaded menace was encased in stone, by Reforge eon's ago. Had been reanimated by Rayne, in return he locked her from the warzone leaving Gabriel to fight for his life. The boy was only thirteen and still in the testing stages of his abilities.

Forced into conflicted, he braced his fist and went toe to toe with embodiment making great use of his powerful martial arts in combination with the chakras that ebbed through his motions. Ricshar could project essence shelled into physical scales. Effectively as this battle raged, Gabriel's fist were parried by these barrier's containing his chi-based waves. It was a high-speed and physically intense brawl among everything else.

This is where Gabriel learned to fight. Where he learned to release, without fear or hesitation. Defending his life and to protect Rayne, he hyper-evolved his individual essence to coat and ebb off him and tie into his attacks making them much more brutal. A direct strike tying into the essences of the recipient, rippling and distorting internal and external flow, he wore Ricshar down. Until he came with a swift smack to the side of his cheek. Effectively twisting his fist, shattering his barrier formed and cracking that side of his jaw, until he dropped seconds later.

As a result, Gabriel claimed victory. Rayne was able to return to the plane to take her brother home, tired, he let her carry him off.

Since then he's tuned his skills and abilities, and developed a much closer bond with Rayne, or as she calls herself now, "Lady Sera".

Spoiler: Rayne A. Crippen

Name: RAC
Other name(s): Raye, Lady Sera
Title: The Believer
Age: Fifteen (years of unbirth)
Race: Meta-Essence Catalyst
(Forge is the lesser symbiote)
Homeworld: Earth/The Garden

Appearance:

What soul seeks to take on but a single form? Rayne isn't limited to any, as its at her fingertips to shed and assume something else. Often seen and appeared as a brunette of no more than four feet and eight inches in height. Lovely amber eyes diluted to more of a light honey shade. Skin in the lighter shades, specifically creamy peanutbutter. Quite the beautiful shape of face.

Body rather developed for someone so young, a formidable bust of a c-cup if we're really honest. Everything fills in and makes her shape balanced out and quite attractive. Tending to dress pretty tough and the cool facade like Salforge, they share that same fashion sense. A white overcoat, which is lighter than it looks, the right sleeve is hacked off and she wears a white arm warmers from the fingers to just past her elbow. A black shirt of some comfortable and warm material, underneath that a white under-t of course.

Her pants are also white, and run down just above her ankles. Two solid white shoes comfortably fit on both feet. As far as accessories go, she absolutely doesn't take to face paint (make-up). A necklace around her neck, thin, likely 14 karrots, with a locket installed. Her left hand is gloved black, and she has a clip to keep the bangs off the right side of her face. Last but not least, a scarf, as to reflect Garforge's, worn around her neck.

Personality:

The epitome of glee, unfaltering kindness, and an utmost and yet very solemn balance. A young woman of many talents and a peak smile. Not so cheeky or a ruffled mess with emotions, tender, poised, and nearly without flaw. She's quite the optimist taking after her father, because of her untampered existence and knowledge maturity is not an issue, balanced with a every emotion felt and conquered she's unphased by events or occurence thrown at her. Yet always smiling.

Armaments:

Bless ~ The name of a my weapon, an ethereal blade of angelic white. An essence of which is bound to nothing but its complimenting sheathe to distill it's great wave. It serves as a mirror with the innate reflection to ripple and convey personal truths to those be them of higher or mortal, it doubles as the introduction of flaw, however cannot be counter fluxed to work in reverse by an alien force, thats its fail-safe.

History:
Light.

Where does one see light? When their born? Or is that merely the illusion we so richly find this light? I never saw the day. In perpetual darkness was my birth, I might as well not have even existed in the first place. A cries of a child being created by the natural forces of man, a dual birth. From human anatomy, through perpetual forces beyond our control.

I am child to DMC and WAG, in a simultaneous matter I wasn't born on Earth, yet I reside here now. I am labeled as Seraphforge, being a sentient embodiment that encompasses my Father Garforge's ambiguity of naught and the reality principles of Eris. A joint existence, to embody the latter of here and there. My existence goes untraceable because I was not meant to be. Even so, I dream, I hope, and I believe.

My name is Rayne Angelique Crippen. The catalyst for every expectations and the trigger to end any endeavors or struggles in the modern world. Why do I feel I am that much older? The notions of nothing, existence, chaos, and order appear to me as clear as day. I am that much of a manipulator, contributor as it feels as though I have lived and experienced it all. From nothing was I forged, and though that spontaneity seems to be a perk, i really indulge on all that I have sought and shall continue to seek in a chronological fashion.

**soraking10** · May 25, 2012, 04:46 AM

Spoiler: Jaakuna Hinoko: Bleach - A New Reign

Name: Jaakuna Hinoko
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Side: Of course with the High King, Marko.

Appearance: Much like his whole persona, Jaakuna looks the part. His sadistic smile is only complemented from his pale blue eyes, blonde hair, and pale skin tone. His hair overlaps his eyes, so you almost never see them. It’s like you’re looking into the eyes of pure evil.

He wears a red hooded-jacket unzipped, and with no shirt so all you see is his bare torso which is finely chiseled..as is the rest of his body. For his pants, Jaakuna wears a dark olive-green pair of slacks that have a few chains on it. The pants are held up by a unique cloth that seems to have the strength of a leather belt. It is olive green.

Jaakuna has a few visible tattoos. The most visible one is the one going from his wrist almost to his elbow, which is a blue and red tribal marking. It is on both his left and right arms. He has another tribal tattoo, but this one is on his chest starting from his neck and going down just below the pecks. This one is black. Lastly, Jaakuna wears tape around his hands for some unknown purpose only known to him.

Personality: Spiteful, demented, and hot-tempered. The list goes on and on, but you get the picture. Jaakuna is bad news. He puts a new meaning to a bad seed. He enjoys the suffering of others, and he gets a good laugh at seeing property destroyed. He’s just rotten to the core.

It’s one thing to cause harm on an occasion, but for Jaakuna it becomes a regular thing for him. If he’s bored or has nothing to do, he will go on about to cause deliberate harm to others. It could range from just picking on the weak or destroying homes and other personal items. It’s one of the things that Jaakuna finds a thrill out of.

Now, let’s get into how his mind is not all right. He might be one of the most feared men in Tokyo, but this comes at a price. With his reputation that he has built to himself, Jaakuna also has a tendancy to act first and ask questions later. Of course, this is the ideology of a criminal, but when I say he’s not right in the head I mean he suffers from three mental illnesses: Psychosis, severe Bi-Polar Disorder, and the worst of it all, schizophrenia. With the combination of those three, Jaakuna proves to not only be demented, but bat-shit crazy.

Oh, let’s not forget his bad temper. Jaakuna has a very short fuse to his temper, so even the littlest thing he may take as offensive, and he lashes out in all means of physical response. It could range from trying to kill you or a simple punch and/or kick. Even though he’s learned how to control it(somewhat), he still reacts to the littlest, unsettling thing. However, if someone could defeat him in an all-out fight, then he learns to not give into it, and he’ll just shrug it off..maybe.

Bio:*Among one of the most vile, and quite possibly despicable human beings on the face of the earth. Jaakuna is a wanted criminal, to put in simple terms. He’s wanted for several counts of murder, and five separate kidnapping charges. To get a bit of the background info on Jaakuna out of the way, he is from Tokyo, but one can’t say he had the best childhood. His life is a bit of a cliché’ one. He had rotten parents. His mother was nothing but a drunk, and his father was mixed up with the Yakuza.

He knew his father was mixed up with the Yakuza, but Jakuna never knew how deep. When his father wanted to come to work for him as a part of “bonding”, he just shrugged it off. Heck, a small part of him enjoyed being an errand boy for them. At least this way, he was able to spend time with his dad, but that all soon changed when strange events began to occur. Again, quite cliché’.

Monsters began to appear in and out of Tokyo attacking people, but there was just one thing that was different. Jaakuna was the only one who could see them. Now, this didn’t stop them from attacking, but he was the only one who knew of the existence. He wasn’t sure how, but it seemed that Jaakuna was a bit different from everyone else. Granted he was only twelve at the time, and the monsters stopped coming around after a few weeks.. So, Jaakuna just shrugged it off.

Now we skip forward seven years where Jaakuna is an adult, and his awareness has very much improved, and yet he still has no explanation about it. Around his 19th birthday, the strange events happened again. However, the only difference was that the monsters began to come after him. Sure, Jaakuna was fit, able to defend himself, but when these creatures were shooting some weird energy balls at him, it’s hard to defend himself. All he could do is run, and hope they don’t follow him.

When he was on the brink of getting vaporized, he felt something. It wasn’t anything normal, either. He wasn’t sure of it, but through some form of magic or something, Jaakuna was able to command the flames of hell. The fiery plane of red-hot fire became an extension of his being, and in those very few moments, the creatures were burnt to a crisp. How he did it wasn’t really relevant to Jaakuna at the time. He knew he had this power, and he just wanted how to use it more effectively.

This is where he began a spree of crimes. Little crimes that no one would bother to take seriously. Among these were vandalism, and theft. However, the petty crimes ended there, and onto bigger thing. Just to name a few..arson, murder, kidnapping, and first-degree assault.

Only twenty-two, and Jaakuna has racked up quite the rap sheet. Obviously the cops are going to be after him, but really not like they could do any harm to him as over the course of five years, he has improved his power over flames to such a degree that even the Yakuza — the same group that he got his start in — fears him out of anyone. If you can strike fear into that group, then obviously you’re going to be quite the notorious thug.

Jaakuna doesn’t remember how it happened, but it was just last year, when he had just turned twenty six, still on the run of course, he was confronted by some scout of some kind. It was a meeting that came with an offer of a lifetime for Jaakuna. This scout worked for someone who has been responsible for the monster attacks in the past decade, which the scout went in further detail that those creatures were called Hollows, and their main purpose was to bring out hidden powers from certain individuals. By the end of the conversation, the scout had offered Jaakuna a spot in a massive army under the leadership of the High King of Hueco Mundo, Marko Hellion.

It honestly didn’t take Jaakuna that long to decide when he thought about it. The high king was definitely the man to go to for some killing, and honestly, that’s what he has become now: a ruthless killer. So, when Jaakuna heard from the scout only six months later, he was just waiting for what could possibly be a life-changer for him.

Armament:(Without the white stuff)

Vengeance Daggers: Twin daggers that are the only weapons that Jaakuna carries. They could be classified as Short Swords, but Jaakuna likes to think of them as daggers, and so they will rightfully be. They are no more than sixteen inches long with the weight being no more than three pounds. They bare red and black as its colors with the hilt and blade being black, and the patterns throughout are of red

Abilities/Kido:

Fire Manipulation

Since his childhood, Jaakuna has had a special talent for fire. Whether it was just playing around with it before he was consciously aware of his unique power. Even when he did become aware of his power for the red-hot nature of fire, he had little control of it. A talent like this took him almost a full decade to not only improve it vastly, but to gain perfect control of it to a point where he could call upon it at will without any consequences of burning himself or losing control. In the end, Jaakuna has not only perfected his talent of fire, but he has also gained a form of resistance but at the cost of half of his body sometimes reverting to a demon-like form when using the fire too much. That could be the biggest flaw in his talent.

High Spiritual Pressure/Spirit Energy

Whether or not this is related to his control of fire, Jaakuna has an unusual amount of stamina that, when pushed to a certain point, enables him to go into fights of higher degrees. It’s still questionable just how much his reiatsu can go or just how intense it is at full power, but it does give his Fire Manipulation a bit of a boost in power.

Enhanced Strength

Given his status in the World of the Living or Earth, Jaakuna has kept a fit physique. As a part of that as well as some benefits from his main special ability — Fire Manipulation — Jaakuna has a more dosage of core strength than the average person. What this means, is that he can deal more damage than what you would see a body-builder do with a punch.

Enhanced Speed and Reflexes

Obviously being on the run has prompted Jaakuna to increase his speed in case he had to take a run for it and of course his reflexes would naturally be polished to a point where he would be able to fight with counter move after counter move and not be sloppy on his feet. This presents him with a sense of balance just in case his fire decides it wants to be stupid and malfunction.

Hand-to-Hand Combat

Even though he isn’t a master at this form of combat, Jaakuna has done fairly well for himself. During the time he has been on the run, he has found the time to teach himself several forms of Martial Arts. Some of these include Muay Thai, Taekwando, and American Kickboxing. Though not a black belt in either of the three, Jaakuna holds a vast knowledge and advanced skill level in all of them.

Techniques in relation to the Fire Manipulation ability:

Sea of Flames

By harnessing his fire in both of his hands, Jaakuna unleashes a literal sea of fire as he shoots it in a strait-forward fashion which begins to twirl upon release, and becomes one long stream of intense, red-hot fire that’s capable of burning through flesh and bone. The only downside of this is while the sea of flames is being fired, Jaakuna is temporary open to any attacks for only a short amount of time.

Fire Blasts

Very similar to Shakkaho, Jaakuna can easy unleash circular, red-orange blasts of fire from his hands, and on a rare occasion, his mouth(though he rarely needs to do it). For more force and velocity, Jaakuna can put his hands together for a larger, and more powerful blast. The more he increases his spirit energy, the more powerful the blast.

Flame Aura

In simple terms, this is a defensive aura of pure fire that can protect Jaakuna from all attacks except water-based attacks for a two minutes(two and a half posts).

Hellfire

Among one of the strongest of Jaakuna’s fire moves. To start the preparations, Jaakuna takes out his Vengeful Daggers and by concentrating his power to it’s fullest, flames of the depths of hell start to erupt from the ground below in a spiral like motion all around Jaakuna. To continue the flow, Jaakuna quickly places his daggers on opposite sides(horizontally) on the line of which a circle has been formed. From that, the flames start to shoot out multiple chains of fire that begin to twirl and swirl around and around the pillar of the circling fire until they dig deep into the ground, causing a strait line of eruptions of hot flames as hot as one thousand degrees with the force of a low-level bankai, and the velocity of a high-level shikai.

Other: (Any other information we should know about your dude or chick.)

I hope it's acceptable. I kinda really love this guy. :D

Spoiler: Cerden Celebrindal: Bleach - A New Reign

Name: Cerden Celebrindal
Age: 45
Gender: Male
Species: Soul Reaper
Side: Soul Society

Rank: Captain
Division: 10th Squad

Appearance:(Minus the swords)

Hair: Silky-smooth, Cerden has silver hair that flows down to his mid-back, and sometimes is tied in three ponytails that overlap each other. Sort of like how the style Samurai’s use.
Eyes: Some say that Cerden’s eyes are light blue, but the official term would be a silver shade with a blue hint. They have a oval shape. Usually when people stare into his eyes, they get the feel that Cerden is laid back, and is a really “chill” person.
Skin Tone: Cerden has a complexion that resembles more on his human side, and that is a creamy mocha chocolate color. And with his age, he does have some light wrinkles, but mainly he has rugged features.
Height: Cerden has a height of six feet and five inches.
Weight: 114 kg(252lbs)
Build: Muscular, but not bulky. Cerden is able to pull strength out of his ass, but his muscles aren’t at a stage where they would slow him down or otherwise. If one were to look at him, they’d say he’s one mighty fit man, and very fit at that.
Attire: Cerden’s choosing of clothes isn’t anything that stands out much. He wears black pants made out of cotton that are held up in place with belt made of smooth leather(the kind that most belts are made out of). He also wears a trench coat that appears to be made out some kind of leather-like substance. It covers his torso area, and most of his pants(though some parts are seen) by a series of belts that are tied around his waist, left shoulder, and both arms. He also wears a matching pair of gloves that seem to blend in with his jacket.

Personality: To characterize Cerden under just one trait would not only be an insult to him, but everybody who knows him. Get to know him, and you will find that Cerden is one idiotic, dumbass who does the most awkward things in the most inappropriate situations. His attitude in conversation is a combination of lazy, sarcastic, a weebit disrespectful at times, and if a hot girl is the person in conversation, he will not hesitate to throw in major perviness. Yes, that is how he rolls.*

If I were to go into depth about what he lives and such things, I would say that Cardel enjoys sleeping, eating, and of course loves LOVES, LOVES to drink ale. Cerden has expressed that he dislikes it when people boast about what they accomplished. Like, if they are proud of what they did, then don’t be excessively proud of it. No need to annoy everybody about nothing that interests them.

Bio: Cerden has always been surrounded with the idea that being a Soul Reaper in the Thirteen Court Guard Squads meant that you have given up your independent idenitiy. And while some of those aspects are true in some cases, he has always told himself if he had decided to join them, he would retain what makes him unique, and even more so, what makes Cerden what Cerden is. This was the case twenty years ago.

Going back thirty years, Cerden was merely a little lad who just had found out that his parents had left to go apply for the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. He knew very little of why they did it, and even less of what these squads did. He heard tales of them, but that was it — tales, meaningless stories that brought no real value to what they were. It wasn’t until he met someone who had a father in them. They were, in a lack of better words, the guardian angels of the whole Soul Society. They were considered among the strongest of warriors, They go through a three-year academy in which they are tested of their spiritual pressure, and how versatile that can be in certain areas.

When Cerden learned more about this Academy, he soon became fascinated by the fact of just seeing if he had any talent. He didn’t know it at the time, but the real reason his parents left was in fear of their own life. Unconsciously, Cerden had active Reiatsu that actually spawned from lucid nightmares about a shadowy figure that would appear in his sub-conscious once a week. He had knew of something of a similar nature, but Cerden wasn’t prepared for when his older friend, Kai had informed him of his hidden power.

When he really thought about it, it really did make sense for Cerden to enroll himself in the Soul Reaper Academy. The only problem was that the limit age of it was twelve, and he was only eleven at the time. Skip forward to one year later, and Cerden would give himself a birthday present with an enrollment into the SRA.

As part of the standard entry, Cerden was required to take a written test which covered many areas of expertise. Some of them are knowledge of the Soul Society history, Kido knowledge, and other topics of lesser importance. Even though he didn’t too hot on most sections, Cerden was able to excel in the sections of Soul Society History, and Kido Knowledge — the two main sections required to pass, and pass he did.

Knowing this now, Cerden was well on his way to becoming a soul reaper, but there was the fact he still didn’t have a grasp on how to control his power. This was until he met a certain individual. It was during a surprise visit from the Captain of the Tenth Squad. At the time, he had no idea who it was, but he knew that a captain visit was a rarity, and he would take advantage of it. Little did Cerden know(who is now sixteen), the Captain was none other than his dad.. This sure shocked him, but what even shocked him more is that his Dad knew of his powers.

The look on his face would be yours if you had found out your dad was a captain. Cerden’s dad pretty much told him that he has to find a center, and then focus on that as a focal point to where his power where emit from. From that, control is the main thing he needs. That was the last time that Cerden saw his dad. Ever.

Skipping forward ten years, Cerden would find himself graduating the SRA with a perfect score of 1000/1000. He was placed as a sixth seat on the tenth squad. This meant a great deal to him, and he knew if he would play his cards right, rising above the ranks would come to him in due time, and rest assured, he was right. If we go forward just five years, he already obtained the forth seat rank. But then he hit a bump…

Cerden couldn’t get himself to learn Shikai. For most it comes natural, but he still couldn’t get in good terms with his Zanpakto who was among the most vile of them all. Granted he was already advanced in kido,

It might’ve taken him a good six months, but by the time he finally gained complete control of his powers, and using them effectively in combat, Cerden was able to use his Shikai, and it was only a matter of three years, he was able to grasp a hold on a bankai-training technique. He knew Daichi-Shini was quite an unstable one, so there had to be a sufficient solution for the both of them. Just to point one thing out, Cerden and Daichishini did not get along at all when they first met..they hated each other.

The training method mentioned involved venturing into Hueco Mundo(not too deep to where it alerted anything dangerous). It also involved killing over 100 hollows. Quite the training method, but by the time five years have came to pass, Cerden did it. He and Daichishini came to an understanding of their “arrangement”, and this allowed Cerden to master Bankai. And in good timing too. He had just been alerted just five days after he had learned bankai that the captain spot was open, and good thing too..he really was hoping to claim the rightful spot as the captain of the Squad his father served on.

The only problem he was faced with was how to go about it. He could go to the head captain, and get evaluated, but Cerden ABSOLUTELY hated the politics of the soul society. The other way would to demonstrate his bankai to at least three captains, and he knew that would be the only way to avoid any run-ins with the political system. So, he did that, and remarkably, he got all their blessings which would grant him the captain spot immediately. However, the three captains were shocked, and largely terrified by his Bankai. They held their silence, but they didn’t know that there could be a bankai so terrifying since the days of Kazeshini.

Skipping to the current day, Cerden proudly wears his Captains robe in a different variation.While others wear theirs like a coat, Cerden only bares the symbol of his sqaud on the left arm.

After some meetings had taken place, Cerden fancied himself a good friend in the Captain of the Twelfth Squad, “The Brain”. He might be a kid, but he’s rather bright, and can actually be nice if you scratch the surface deep enough. He’s the only captain that Cerden doesn’t want to ring the neck of. The two of them constantly plan attacks that could be successful against the upcoming threat in the Olvidado. The only question is that if these attacks can prove to be useful. Only time will tell.

Zanpakuto Name: Daichi Shini(Terra Reaper)
Zanoakto Spirit: Daichi is pretty stereotypical when you think of it. He comes in the form of a grim reaper, but instead of wearing the usual black robe, he wears a brown, almost orange robe. He does have the normal skeletal body frame as all the Grim Reapers have in the legends. His eyes are blood red just like the thing that he craves the most. When being confronted by Cerden in it’s spirit world, Daichi Shini stands almost three feet taller than his master. He talks in a rather unstable, almost insane tone.

Zanpakto Personality: Daichi-Shini is just batshit crazy. Even though Cerden can get a grasp of what makes him calm his nerves, Daichi is still a bit unstable to say the least. While he does have moments where he hints that he’s ay-okay, there are also dominating hints that he’s too far off his rocker for a curing. Cerden has learned to adapt the way he speaks to him, but one has to still debate on whether or not he really is “okay” and is willing to follow under Cerden’s rules. He does respect Cerden enough to consider him his master, though he never expresses it.

Spirit World: The place in which Daichi-Shini lives in is quite the most common scenario: a graveyard. It has an eerie-type of look to it. Always an orangish glow emits from the moon that overlooks the graveyard that is guarded by an endless amount of brown fog. Overlooking the graveyard is a tall, eerie castle that always strikes a gong every seven hours. On occasion there tremors throughout the area, but only strong enough to give it a quick shakedown. Ghouls and skeletons roam the graveyard at all hours.

Sealed Form: When sealed, Daichishini is a regular katana with a slightly curved blade. The hand guard is an oval shape, and the hilt is designed with an earth-like design of brown, orange, and a bit of black. Its sheath is a brown one.
Release Phrase: Bitten ni Kudaku(Smash to Bits)

Shikai Apperance: When released, particles of red and brown spirit energy is released from all points of Daichishini, and from that the particles begin to reform into a Halberd-shaped weapon which then is solidifies. Upon completion, Daichishini looks like a half-scythe, half-battle Axe. It indeed stands over seven feet, but very light in its overall weight. A wooden spike is at its bottom, but then goes into a more harder, smooth wood that appears to be polished in some way. From then on, a metal part seems apparent, with holes indented into it. There are six holes.At the top is the actual blade part, which is a half-axe, half-scythe. Red and black are the colors of the blades.

Shikai Powers: In a lack for better words, Daichishini has power over earth and most of its surrounding elements. In truth, Daichishini is able to cause tremors, it can summon up boulders to aid it in offensive or offensive strategies. Pretty much to put it in words, Daichishini can reap the forces of Earth in a way that results in his favor and anything in relation. However, the powers are severely limited in shikai.

Bankai Name:*Osoroshi Daichishini(Terrifying Terra Reaper)

Bankai Appearance: In a contrast to it’s Shikai form, Daichishini’s bankai appearance is among the most vile, terrifying bankai’s in all of the soul society. To put it out first, Cerden’s attire completely changes. His black trench coat is changed to an orange one that it closed from top-to-bottom with a skull latchet that is white in color. As for the weapon form, Osroshi Daichishini takes a more monstrous form of it’s Shikai.It’s a dual weilding weapon that consists of two gigantic ninja stars connected with a single, soul-binding chain that commands every aspect of earth. If it moves, the earth beneath could move or could not. In this form, Cerden COMMANDS the earth. The chain is a pitch black color, and the ninja stars are an orange color with the blades being metallic silver. The chains are controlled by Cerden’s own will and his reiatsu decides on how fast, how strong, and how efficient they can be.

Bankai Powers: Think of it this way: the same powers as shikai, but almost ten times its actual power. That is how strong the bankai of Osoroshi Daichishini is. With almost a limitless control over how the earth can react to movement, Cerden is able to command almost every aspect of it, but the only limits placed are that of which could harm himself. Aside that, it’s pretty much a much stronger version

Abilities/Kido:

Kido: Cerden has proved to be quite efficient in kido. While he doesn’t have a big talent for defensive kido(he knows a few), he has mastered almost every one of the hado Kido spells. Here are just to name a few.

Bakudo:

9. Geki (Strike) — Engulfs a target in red light, completely paralyzing them.*
Incantation:*"Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and then claw out your own throat!"

26. Kyakko (Curving Light) - Hides the target from sight, presumably by bending light.

30. Shitotsu Sansen (Beak-Stab Triple Beam) - Shoots three beams of light that pin the target to one place on a surface, slamming into his/her body in three places in a shape of a perfect triangle.

37. Tsuriboshi (Suspending Star) - Creates a star-shaped cushion of Spiritual Energy, which anchors it to nearby objects with "ropes" of spirit particles. It can stop falling objects, acting like a safety net.

39. Enkosen (Arc Shield) — Summons a shield of condensed Reiatsu to block opponents' attacks.

Hado

1. Shô (Thrust) — Pushes the target away from the caster.

4. Byakurai (Pale Lightning) - The user fires a concentrated, powerful lightning bolt from their finger.

11. Tsuzuri Raiden (Reading Lightning) - Electric current flows through any object the user touches and is able to lead electricity, damaging any target that is in contact with the object the current runs through.

31. Shakkahô (Shot of Red Fire) — Fires a ball of red energy at a target.
*Incantation:*"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south!"

33. Sôkatsui (Blue Fire, Crash Down) — Fires a burst of blue spiritual energy at a target in a similar manner to 31, but over a wider area and with more power.
Incantation:*"Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws."

54. Haien (Abolishing Flames) — Fires a blast of purple spiritual energy that will incinerate a target completely when it makes contact.

58. Tenran (Orchid Sky) - A widening tornado-like blast is fired towards the target.

62. Raikôhô (Thunder Roar Cannon) — Fires a massive wave of yellow energy at a target.*
Incantation:*"Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle!"

63. Sôren Sôkatsui (Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down) — Essentially a doubled version of #33 this spell fires two shots of blue fire with greater potency than the single-shot variety.*
Incantation:*"Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! On the wall of blue flame, inscribe a twin lotus. In the abyss of conflagration, wait at the far heavens."

88. Hiryugekizokushintenraiho (Flying Dragon-Striking Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon) — Fires a gigantic blast of spiritual energy resulting in an truly enormous explosion.

Non-kido Abilities:

Immense Spiritual Pressure: It’s pretty evident that Cerden contains monstrous amounts of spiritual pressure as having been experiencing problems with it since early-childhood. How much he has remains unknown as Cerden never had to use more than 50%. All one can do is estimate.

Master Swordsmanship Specialist: Quite possibly the highlight of Cerden. He can use multiple styles of sword-fighting, or other weapons, now that I’m on the subject. Having trained himself in this area of expertise quite often, Cerden has perfected this craft. It also comes in handy if he chooses not to use his Zanpakto abilities. He spars very often to keep his skills sharp.

Superhuman Stength: In accordance with his spiritual pressure, Cerden also has quite the amount of strength. This could just be a beneficial factor spawned from his own powers or what, but what is very apparent is that his strength is high, and quite high at that.

Immense Speed: Going with his advanced Shunnpo, Cerden obviously has quite an advanced amount of speed. His speed can rival that of the captain of squad two, but that’s pushing it just a bit. One thing is made clear, Cerden is fast, and quite fast at that.

Immense Durability and Stamina: Both go together. Cerden can outlast almost every captain in terms of a long-scale body, and he can keep up a long-scale battle almost as long as the Head Captain, though he falls short just a few hours. One thing indeed clear. Cerden has immense control of how his body reacts to attacks, even those of severe damage.

Kido Expert: As mentioned above, Cerden has a vast knowledge of Kido. And given his odd posture at times, it’s kind of hard to take him seriously. However, make no mistake about it, Cerden is quite capable of using Kido and still can whoop someone’s ass, granted their of third seat strength.

Advanced Shunnpo: While he doesn’t have it mastered like the Captain of Squad two, Cerden has retained enough stamina to be able to use Shunnpo on a regular basis, and he could quite possibly be ranked number six of the best “flash step” user in all of the Seireitei.

Zanpakto Abilities:

Shikai:

Fissure: By just stomping the bottom end of Daichishini, A small to medium strength fissure is sent through the ground causing it to slightly crack with a strong vibration

Boulder Smashing: The art of summoning boulders enables Cerden to psychically control the rocks on the ground, nearby mountains or any form of stone and manually send them in whichever direction he so pleases.

Rise Above it: Quite the simple technique. By implementing Kido within his Daichishini, Cerden is able to enable the ground to crack open, and unleash the molten lava from the mantel core that does medium damage at short range.

Bankai:

Earthquake: Often referred to as Fissure 2.0, this is as self-explanatory as it gets. Just by increasing his Spiritual Pressure, Cerden can enable his Osoroshi Daichishini to cause an earthquake, and depending on how much spiritual pressure is applied, the strength of the earthquake can range from 2.0-8.0.

Twirling Earth Massacre: Living up to its reputation of being one of the most fearsome bankai’s in all of the soul society, Osoroshi Daichishini can reap up the depths of the ground. By implementing spirit particles in the ground, all Cerden has to do is to twirl it around, and the particles act as a magnetic field to bring in large chunks of molten lava, and boulders which act as a safeguard to not only protect Cerden, but also cause damage to anyone who comes in close. Think of it as a twirling vortex of an impenetrable barrier with offensive and defensive attributes.

Dividing Sacrament: One of the strongest abilities that Cerden can use for Osoroshi Daichishini. It involves digging into the deepest depths, even further than the mantel core itself. By using almost all of his power, Cerden can physically summon Daichishini to battle, but only in a physical sense. Daichishini is not consciously aware of it. It’s more of an empty shell that can do everything that Daichishini can do in shikai and bankai, and then some.

No further abilities have been unveiled.

Other:

Cerden is an Avid drinker

He’s commonly seen peeping in the Women’s barracks.

He enjoys conversations with “The Brain”

He likes to tease “The Brain”

He fancies himself a fan of Human television

I know, it's long. XD

**umazak** · May 25, 2012, 05:17 AM

Got some lower tiered characters.

Spoiler: Garfield Kingdom Hearts Default

Name:
Garfield Lansfield
Nickname:
Gar, Lance
Age:
23
Gender:
Male

Affiliation:
Human

Appearance:
Garfield stands at roughly five feet and eight inches with his weight proportionate to his height, if not a little on the slim side. His body shows signs of being athletic due to the toning of his muscles and how he tends to wear shirts without sleeves that cling to his skin as an extra layer. His arms and legs tend to show a bit of the beef on his body which only seems to highlight the veins in his arms.

His hair looks to be a light brown color at first glance, but gives off the illusion that it is actually a dirty blond color if gazed at long enough. The actual style of the cut makes his hair always seem a bit spiked, but that's because it's too short to provide enough weight to lay down. If inspected closely enough, a person could tell that the top part of his hair is just a little bit longer than the sides and back. It's obvious that the man is still considered to be in his youth years in that his face tends to show his age. The jawline is still strong, but a little too rounded for his tastes. As for his eyes, they radiate a deep green color.

Height: 5'8"
Weight: 172lbs
Complextion: Stoic
Build: Medium-slim with mild toning
Attire:
He tends to wear clothing that aims for practicality more than fashion. That being said, his shirt is almost always a navy blue A-shirt that clings to his skin as a second layer. This is always tucked into the light blue jeans held to his body by a wide, brown leather belt. His feet don a simple pair of black Nikes that extend to just above his ankle, simple because he likes the feeling more than the look. As for accessories, he will sometimes wear a pair of black sunglasses and almost always a pair of black finger-gloves. But due to the way of the world, when not relaxing he is almost always seen wearing a black mask that covers his mouth and nose.

Character:
This will typically vary depending on the situation. Case points is that he will talk quite a bit when not in a battle. People tend to find it rather easy to get along with him. This changes however when he is in a battle. At this point he will limit what he says unless it is to warn spectators if things get a little too dangerous. He can be considered far from being cocky as he is always willing to help out others. This does tend to get in the way of his fighting though if he fights someone that enjoys playing dirty. But even then, Garfield will attempt to fight with everything he has. This is mostly because he sees fighting as his way of life. It's really how he earns a living.

This leads to another aspect of his mind. To him, there is nothing better than fighting someone stronger than himself. He constantly pushes his limitations as a human in the hopes that he can set a new standard. He does this by acting on things as they appear. He doesn't bother much with coming up with strategies, but rathing meeting challenges head on. This is all so that he can push his own limits to what all he can do.

Armaments
Steel Knuckles- Though they are called Steel Knuckles, the gloves with the metal plate on the knuckles is actually made of titanium. This is not for the added benefit of damage so much as the protection of his fists when not in an official match or when the match he is in calls for weapons. In truth, the metal plate is actually a low grade form of Titanium. While this does increase damage, it also serves to protect his hands.

Abilities:
Garfield is a fighter through and through. While he does know styles such as Kempo, Muy Thai and Jujitsu, he prefers to apply various aspects of each style to various styles of Karate.

Force: He is able to take the force applied to his own body and redirect it towards the source. This is shown mostly when he attacks. In cases like that, he simply redirects the force applied to his body from his own attacks into the target to double the amount of pain. But when used in conjecture with defense, he simply redirects the force back onto itself to cancel out pain and thus damage.

History:
Gar was born to a family of the lower class of Twilight Town. As such, things were always rather hard for him. But because of this he learned how to be self-dependent and how to take charge. But that wasn't really the case for his parents. Because of some debts that they have gotten into, the two of them were backed into a wall. To them the only thing that could get them out of the debt was to either die or sell their own son to the men. The two chose the latter. So when Garfield was roughly six years old he was taken from the home of the family by some men, but his parents didn't even cry. They simply smiled and waved to him as if he was going to school from a happy household. But one could see it as being sent to a type of school.

For the next several years Garfield was trained to make his debut in an underground fighting arena. Or so he was told. During his training he was always told that the groups of people watching him were exam proctors trying to figure out if he should be set free, and that the only way to go free was to impress all of the men and women by fighting against some of the other kids. It wasn't until Gar turned 15 that he figured out that everything was a lie. So as a result he attempted to band together with some of the other fighters to figure out a way to break free from the place. But this was not to be had. The orchestrators of the entire fighting arena go word of this plan and decided to hold a special event. It was to be a free-for-all to the death.

There were many that tried to refuse to fight, but this notion was quickly snuffed out by the men picking off the caged fighters one at a time from a distance. Because of this the fighters all started killing each other in the hopes that they would be the one person to walk out of the arena. It was by pure luck that Gar was that fighter. By the end of the match Gar was left in the center of the ring amongst the dead bodies of his comrades. But the owners of the operation still had plans for him. They took the tired fighter from the ring and locked him inside a room where they proceded to torture him until he was nearly dead. And thinking they could get away with it, the men offered Garfield his freedom. They opened all doors and even forced all of the other men and women not to touch him. The condition was that if he got out of the chains that bound him and could walk out of the building, he was free.

Garfield did just that with that added work of killing everyone that was in his path. At this point he was the equivalent or a mad animal let loose. But once he got outside he felt all of his energy leave him and send him to the ground. The next thing he knew he was waking up in a small room in a bed with some woman tending to his wounds. That is where Garfield spent most of his next years under the loving eye of the only woman he had ever grown to love, Liandora. But even this was not to last for the fighter. Because of where the woman lived, the primary problem for her home was the constant threat of the Aversai. They claimed Lia as their own while Garfield was away looking for food.

Since then Garfield has been spending the past three years trying to find his own reason for survival. This quest has taken him to the place that he was taken from all those years ago, Twilight Town.

Spoiler: Subaru Nishido Naruto: Iridescent Beginnings

Name:
Nishido Subaru(Family name is first)

Age:
13

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Mission Clothes

General Appearance

In a way, there's nothing really of note about him. The only thing that really sets him apart from the rest of the village is the fact that his hair is white as fresh snow, just like everyone else in his clan. Otherwise there's nothing really special. He has the same build that anyone would expect a ninja to have with a height appropriate for his age. Aside from his hair though, it can be noted that he has eyes that seem to ripple like the ocean waves.

When not on the missions he tends to wear a simple outfit consisting of a pair of black pants and a white shirt that hangs loosely on his frame. The only thing that he really wears from his times on his missions is the ninja headband that he wears wrapped firmly over his forehead. Otherwise he looks like any regular teenager from his village.

Personality:
At all times Subaru is trying to keep his nose clean. He doesn't like to do anything that could be considered as breaking the rules. He's like this simply because he knows that he represents his entire clan in a village that used to view them as enemies. Because of this he prefers to follow procedures to the letter. He hates being forced to do otherwise and will try to fight in order to keep everyone on track. When he gets like this, the only way to get him to obey orders that go against the original mission details is to get a Jounin to tell him to do so. As a result he is known to be very stubborn and not very easy to get along with. But that's not to say that he isn't kind to others. In truth he's willing do almost anything for his friends, so long as they don't try to break the rules. In case like this he will do everything that he can to keep them out of trouble.

Village:
Konohagakure

Chakra Nature:
Katon(Fire)
Suiton(Water)

Kekkei Genkai:
Misuton(Mist): The Kekkei Genkai of the Nishido Clan, originally from the village of Kirigakure. Through this they combine the elements of both Fire and Water in order to create a type of mist. From there the people are able to shape and mold it any any way that they want. The more advanced users are capable of skipping the first stage and use the techniques as if it was nothing more than Katon.

Kekkei Genkai Jutsu:
Misuton: Misutoburedo(Mist Release: Mist Blade) - A basic offensive technique of the Misuton. This is performed by compacting mist created around one or both hands of the user and having it swirl around at high speeds. Because of the high speeds and the fact that it is nothing more than chakra infused water vapor, the small bits of water create thousands of tiny blades.

Misuton: Misuto o Shushu Suru(Mist Release: Collecting Mist) - Similar to the Hidden Mist Jutsu, this technique covers a large area in mist. However, due to the differences in the two it is common for light from the outside and inside both tend to create illusions. These illusions are shaped by the user to appear as anyone that the user wishes. This is not a Genjutsu so Kai Release does not work.

Misuton: Misutohanma(Mist Release: Mist Hammer) - A somewhat advanced technique for users of mist. Through this they collect mist gathered around into a single spot, often times above the target, before finally dropping it like a hammer. This force can be deadly if enough mist is collected and even tends to crack stone at the weakest level.

Jutsu:
Mizu Bunshin no Jutsu(Water Clone Technique) C Rank - The Water Clone Technique is similar to the Shadow Clone Technique except it creates clones out of water that have one-tenth of the original person's power.[2] Like other solid clone techniques, the clones can be used to perform tasks the user is unable or unwilling to do for themselves. The range of the clone is limited however, as it can not travel very far from the original body without losing control. Like other clone techniques, if the water clones are injured enough they will revert back to normal water.

Suiton: Teppōdama(Water Release: Gunshot) C Rank - The user kneads chakra, and converts it into water, and then spits it out in the form of condensed balls. The high-speed water ball attack possesses just as much power to kill as an actual gunshot. While this is a water release technique, it can still be employed someplace where no water is available, which is a great advantage. It is also possible to increase the power of destruction of the spheres themselves by building up the chakra inside of them. The number of bullets is determined while kneading chakra. By taking advantage of gravity, the bullets can brutally increase in power. With a user the size of Gamabunta, the bullets can actually be more like cannonballs, making them much deadlier.

Suiton: Suiben(Water Release: Water Whip) Rank Unknown - The user creates a whip made of water that can wrap around the opponent. The user can also channel lightning chakra to shock anyone wrapped in it. This technique seems to be known by the Kirigakure hunter-nin.

Katon: Endan(Fire Release: Flame Bullet) C Rank - This technique is executed by the user gathering oil in their mouth which is created by chakra, spitting it out, and igniting it. This technique simply shoots a flame bullet at the enemy. If the amount of oil that is prepared is kept down, the time it takes to invoke the technique is reduced. This allows the enemy to be stricken unaware, allowing the oil-containing flame bullet to burn them up completely. It is also possible to shoot out a series of flame bullets by partitioning the oil. If this technique is fired after covering the enemy with oil using the Toad Oil Bullet, it has the power to wound or kill. This also keeps down the consumption of chakra.

Jū-Ren Konbo(10-Hit Combo) Rank Unknown - The user punches the foe until striking the foe into the air with a Fire Release infused uppercut then jumping above the foe with amazing speed and punching the foe until finally striking the foe down into the ground with Fire Release infused blow to the stomach.

Tengoku no Hari Seki(Heaven's Needle Barrage) Rank Unknown - Nishido moves forward and delivers a quick slashing attack with his short sword, pushing the opponent away from him. He then leaps high into the air above the opponent and removes several senboun from his pouch before throwing them downward in a fast-moving barrage. This technique lands a fairly large number of hits upon the opponent and also inflicts severe damage.

Forbidden Jutsu:
Bunshin Daibakuha(Clone Great Explosion) A Rank - This technique is used to create a shadow clone that can be detonated. The clone looks like a normal shadow clone, which allows the user to get it close to the target without them expecting anything besides a normal attack, or the target might even close in willingly to try to attack the clone. Using multiple tricks and diversionary tactics to disguise the nature of the clone can make this technique more likely to be effective.

Suiton: Daibakufu no Jutsu(Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique) A Rank - This technique extends water over a large scale, surges and rises up to several dozen metres high. Then it streams down to the ground in one big cascade, much like a gigantic waterfall. In doing so, it resembles a huge wave, with tremendous power that can hollow out the ground. What remains after that technique's utilisation is reminiscent of no less than the aftermath of a natural disaster. This is a considerably advanced ninjutsu, and activating this technique requires a fair amount of chakra.

Weapon/s:
Kunai
Shuriken
Senbon
Short Sword

Skills:
Acrobatics: While this is not something that is unknown of to other shinobi, Subaru tends to take it a step further. Because of his training to be as free flowing as the mist, he is capable of getting into positions that would make most other ninja cringe in pain. As such, it makes it very hard for him to take substantial damage from falling from high spots.

History:
Subaru was born as the next heir to the Nishido Clan and was put under advanced training because of this. As such he didn't really receive much parental love from his father, but his mother was more than willing to fill that role. She was the one that always got him not to push himself too hard and was always willing to dress his wounds. But this was mostly done while in the home. While outside he was always forced to keep on his best behavior in the eyes of his father. This is simply because their clan moved from Mizugakure just ten years earlier and were still considered worthy of being watched. But during those years the family never gave the village reason to cast them out.

For years this was pushed into Subaru's mind and helped to shape him the way that he is. That's why he would often times be considered a bit of a teacher's pet while in the academy with other ninja. He admits that his grades were never the best, but he was always close. And this is exactly why he was never really good with people. They would often times see how he acted in the classes and in the streets and think that he's weird. There were actually very few people that would get close to him. This was the case for the next years to come until the day that he was chosen to graduate with some of the others and placed into his team.

Miscellaneous:
Tends to think too much on various actions before carrying them out.
Secretly hates that he's a member of the Nishido Clan.

Spoiler: Ishiro Kushina Spirit Panic!

Name:
Ichiro Kushina

Age:
16

Appearance:
Human:
To look at him one would not think that he belongs to a school club. If anything, he might be a member of some local gang. Taking this from his Western blood, he stands at roughly six feet tall with a lean and muscular body. There is very little visible fat on his frame, but is instead toned the form a perfect outline to the muscles. Apart from his height, he also shares the blue eyes of his mother, though how that happened has confused many Geneticists. From his Japanese blood he takes on the rest of his appearance. His hair is black while his skin is a little darker complextion than some of the students at the school.

As for his clothes, he tends to stick with a style that makes people think of him as scum. He always wears a black choker with a silver cross on the front, even when in his school uniform. His normal clothes consists primarily of a loose fitting red t-shirt that remains perpetually untucked. Should this be removed a person can see that his blue jean pants are held up by a black leather belt with the same cross as on his choker. Finally that leaves his black boots that have seen better days. As for accessories, he tends to stick with a simple sweat band on his right wrist while a similar band of brown leather with an analogue watch on the top keeps his left wrist warm.

Transformed:
While in his transformed state he takes on more of his Western blood. His hair turns yellow while his eyes turn red. For the most part he still looks human, but then the person manages to see his ears and horns. His ears raise to a point along the side of his head, granted these tend to be hid by his hair. That just leaves the horns that rest at the base of his crown. Upon closer inspection the horns resemble a metalic material designed to impale someone.

As strange as it may sound, even his clothes change in the transformation. At this point he ends up wearing a black shirt that appears to have had the chest cut off with bones at various points. The shirt itself hugs his frame and even appears tucked into a pair of matching pants. When it comes to the pants his belt is what changes the mast drastically. In the place where the cross normally sits, a small human skull rests. As for the boots, the only thing that can be said about those is that they turn into a pair of bone greaves, but maintain the durability of steel. The biggest change though is the choker itself. This looses to become a simple necklace with a voodoo doll hanging from it. The odd part about this doll is the fact that it glows with a soft blue light and appears to be alive as it is capable of simple movements.

Personality:
Hot-tempered is really the only way to describe him. He's always quick to anger and tends to let it control his actions too much. Because of this he has a bad tendacy to hurt the ones that he cares for. Even in situations like this he is not quick to apologize and normally has to be forced to do so. Other than that he likes to relax and offer irritating remarks to those around him. In all honesty, he regrets that he's come out the way that he has, but he doesn't do anything to change it. Instead he just keeps doing what he does all the time in order to just keep himself from getting too hurt. In his mind physical wounds are better than emotional wounds.

Apart from being annoying, he tends to pick a lot of fights to for stress relief. But that's not to say that he's one to pick on the weakest person around. He has a strict rule to find the person that could actually help to push his abilities to their limits. The only problem with this is that he tends to judge people wrong and get the weaker ones. As such he has been branded as one of the biggest bullies in the school. Secretly he hates that this is his title so he tries to make up for the ones he picks fights with with small things that only a few people know about.

Role:
Pacifier

Abilities:
Transformation: Through the blood of one of his ancestors Ichiro is able to take on the form of a demon. In this form all of his physical attributes are enhanced beyond that of a normal human. Along with the physical attributes, he gains just a bit of magical enhancements that aid him in combat. Through these he is able to summon any ancient weapon of his choosing, granted he tends to stick with a Naginata. These weapons are always enchanted so that they may inflict harm upon those of supernatural origin.

Weapon Manipulation: Not only is he capable of materializing any weapon that he wishes, he also has the ability to change the type of weapon at will and even alter various aspects about it. This is mostly done with situations like altering the path of thrown and chain weapons, or even bending a hard weapon to avoid an obstruction.

Enhanced Attributes: Due to his demon heritage, all of his physical attributes be it strength, speed and reflexes are heightened. While in his human form these attributes are only two times that of the average human, but in his demon form each attribute is several times greater. An example of his strength would be having the ability to lift a small car above his head.

Burst: A simple ability to make his demonic energy explode from anything that he is holding, be it his weapon or his own fist. This is primarily a concussive force that is capable of sending a normal person flying backwards several feet and causing massive amounts of bruising.

Other:

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