Wanting to test a new character

[CronicShock]

I have been away from role playing for a while and I want to get back into it. I made a new character that I want to test out. The rules are the normal things no god-modding, role- playing, and at least a paragraph per post. You can pick the battle field and have first post if you want it. Heres my temp

Name: Flazer Mahadro

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Height: 6’2

Weight: 170 lbs

Hair: Flazer’s hair is cut to his shoulders. It is dark black and extremely curly and very thick. His banks hang just below his eyebrows and lay sideways going across his forehead. His ears are just barley visible behind a thick hanging of hair.

Eyes: Flazer’s eyes are a piercing ocean blue. He has an icy stare that will make your blood run cold. His pupils are like a swirling black vortex that never calms.

~ Appearance: Flazer wears only one layer of clothing. He has a pair of pants and shirt that is made of a thick material that is impenetrable by guns, swords, or anything that isn’t some form of magic. The pants hang down on the top of his shoes, and the shirt stops mid way through his forearm. Flazer’s shirt is dark black with golden swirls covering his back. His pants are designed in the same fashion. Flazaer wears shoes that cover everything to the top of the ankle. They are also black with golden swirls covering them. Flazer has no beard, mustache, or any other kind of facial hair. His mouth is larger then most with pearly white teeth behind the smooth lips. His nose is straight.

~Personality: Flazer is ruthless. Whatever has to be done to get what he wants he will do it. Some say he is evil, while others say it is simply determination. Either way only Flazer knows and with him talking as little as he does no one is going to know for sure.

~Skills: Flazer has the ability to control any form of fluid. He uses this power to bend any kind of fluid to his will. Flazer has taken this ability and trained until he can control the very essence of a person or thing. Flazer’s last ability is he is able to teleport long distances at a time.

~Weapons: Flazer’s only weapon is a longsword that he holds with one hand. The hilt of the sword is pure gold while the blade is the darkest shade of black. Flazer is extremely skilled with “Cursed.” “Cursed” is the name of his sword. It is said that whoever wields the sword is cursed to forever be looking and searching for something that they don’t quite know what it is. They might search their whole life looking for something that they don’t even know what it is. Flazer fights others hoping that he will be able to find what it is by finding victory over others.

~Biography: Not yet finished.

[Sir Meta Knight]

I could fight you, I suppose.

Unless you want someone else, that is.

[CronicShock]

Nah man thats cool. I dont care who I fight. Just to warn you though lol like I said I havent done this in a while. Do you want the first post or me? And where do you want to fight?

[???]

SMK, I'm sure you think you can/will pwn this guy, but take it easy. Try and go easy on him and drop tips for him, anything to help him out, mainly because he hasn't done it in awhile, I plan to do the same thing with Frozen Fate.

[Sir Meta Knight]

I will, Rem, I'm not going to mercilessly crush him or anything. D:

I'll get my template up soon, and if you could open that would be wonderful.


Name: Volnar Balrung
Title: N/A
Gender: Male
Race: Manifestation of Gaia

Occupation: Manifestation of Gaia

Height: 5’11”
Weight: About 190 lbs. (muscle, no fat)
Complexion: Stoic, Calm, Fury-laced
Mental Age: Unknown, since his manifestation
Physical Age: 27
Build: Lithe, Strong, Tanned

Physical Depiction:
Volnar is a powerful young man. He used to look like merely a farm boy on the outside, but now is recognized as a soldier by most, merely for his various scars which are badges in themselves. His skin is tanned considerably, due to his constant fighting, and this gains him the disrespect of some higher nobles. Volnar has short, light brown hair, and green eyes that used to sparkle mischievously when he grinned, but now only show calmness. Volnar happens to be tall, about 5’11”, and his weight in all in muscle. He is not the best-looking guy, nor the ugliest - his attraction would merely be in his personality.

Current Attire:
Volnar Balrung is attired in a very simple white robe of a monk. His pants are also the same color and the same shape. That is all.

Personality:
With his rising to become a higher being, Volnar has progressed immensely from his former young self. His view of the world has gone through drastic changes since his first time as a soldier, and now he sees everything as for the Greater Good, or moreso Gaia. He looks at all entities with love; he sees them as his children, each and every person. Other higher beings he considers his equals - his challengers, neither his enemies nor his friends. Volnar knows that age does not apply to him anymore, yet he can draw a straight timeline throughout all of his history. His knowledge is immense, and he uses this to his advantage in combat. The smaller things of life he has no time for - but he remembers upon them. In a way, his ascension is both a blessing and a curse; a blessing for those he protects, a curse because he sacrifices his own enjoyment for the greater good. It is worth it in his mind, however.

Interested in:
-The Greater Good
- Enjoyment
- Happiness

Detests:
- People who unbalance everything.
- Sadists.
- Those who desire to cause chaos.

Armaments:
Widowmaker – Volnar’s one and only weapon, this was a sword his grandfather Sargon Silvermane found in an abandoned cave, and the thing he left to Volnar once he died. The sword itself is purple in color, with a silver and golden trimmed handle, and the sword radiates an aura of ancient power. It has become one with Volnar and, as a result, will always come back to him when lost. The sword, as part of the representation of Gaia across all existence, is unbreakable unless Gaia is killed and can lop through most entities/items/forces with ease.

Abilities:
Gaia: As the current physical representation of Gaia (and this isn't the Gaia you normally think of), Volnar wields immense power in the capacity of control of all the planes, manipulation of space, time, matter, energy, and the bending of reality to negate the laws of physics, as well as fusion with all materials in the current plane he exists upon. These are all made manifest by the properties of infinite consciousness, or moreso, a innate balance with everything and anything - he may place himself onto a plane and those wishes will come into effect because of his closeness with all existence. Volnar cannot alter or impose his wishes upon a plane to dispell or make any sort of intelligent being dead or harmed - he may call them, or summon things into existence, such as fireballs, to hurt them, but he may not kill/destroy beings who live and have mental and astral signatures of a certain point directly with his powers. He may also not impose his will and use his powers in harmful acts to the whole of an area unless said acts are required to protect/defend the greater good or a more important area - he may do so in the reverse, however, to initiate mass healings.

History:
Yet to be crafted. It shall be incredibly epic, though.

[CronicShock]

oc: Nice. I realy like your temp.

ic:

A faint flash of light, a quiet hollow sound, and a slight ripple of the lushous green grass that surrounded the area that the faint flash of light came from was all that betrayed the arrival of Flazer Mahadro. He had felt it again. That call, the one he had felt ever since he had retrieved cursed his legendary sword.

Not a bad place for a fight

Looking around Flazer saw what looked like a clearing in a dense wilderness. There was numerous trees surrounding a large area. A river flowed through the midst of the clearing. There was also a great number of large boulders close to the river.

Nice place, but this will be sadly scarred after the comming fight is over.

Unsheathing his sword Flazer teleported out above the water about 10 ft. above the river. He contoled the water and brought it up to his feet. Then condensing the molecules he let all his weight rest upon the stump of water he had just made. All of this took less then 2 seconds. Now he had a place where he had a good view of the clearing. All that was left to do was wait.

[Sir Meta Knight]

(hmm...boulders.

Also, pure golden blade hilts are not good, because pure gold is very easy to be morphed and extremely heavy.)

Silence, for eons.

A sudden twitch in the movement of one of the boulders was the only sign of the next attack, in which every single boulder suddenly launched itself at Flazer, an easy target so high up in the air. Moving at a speed slightly less than that of sound, each one could blow Flazer's poor body to smithereens if they desired to. These boulders did not, however; they stopped, just before they hit Flazer, rotating around him like planets orbit a sun. Each and every boulder was of a different size, and as they spun, they began to thin down, transform; from bulky, uneven rocks to smooth, perfect spheres, manifestations of an entrance that would be quite interesting to watch. If Flazer began to move, the boulders would follow him; always around him, just out of reach, about two feet away from his body, stilling moving on that plane perfectly, still shedding their imperfections of before. The rocks were still spinning when they suddenly came to a halt, now just floating around Flazer, perfect spheres of what they were before.

Perfection.

The spheres suddenly zoomed upwards, smashing into each other right over Flazer's head, except they didn't crack or break or anything of that sort - they MELDED, smoothly, like water into liquids, perfectly, joining to become one massive sphere, that floated above Flazer's head. Then, that sphere zoomed as well, downward and infront of the master of fluids, and began to shape itself again. Some more rocks from the lake floated upwards, joining with the sphere ambiently, as it smoothed out, becoming a 5'11" individual; facial featues appeared, piercing eyes, short hair, and body features, including scars across the chest and upper shoulders, and then color sunk into those features. The colors of skin, a fleshy appearance, came; the color of his eyes, an odd green, lit up like a neon sign; and his hair color spread downwards from the middle of his scalp. As the color faded onto him, laces of angelic white material suddenly floated down from an unknown hiding place, attaching themselves to the being's body and forming into white robes of a monk.

Volnar Balrung then came to be here.

Stepping forward, the once-young entity cocked his head and observed this being who he was to do combat with. His reason, of course, was his sword - it was a cursed artifact, one which would bring no joy to the Greater Good of the Omniverse. He was to unbind this weapon from this entity who wielded it, not knowing its true demonic qualities. Although it could be quite easy to simply kill this being outright, Volnar did not desire that - in fact, he hated when battles came to such brutal, merciless slaughters. He was going to test this entity out and test that sword of his, so he could evaluate what he could do to it when this combat was over and he had taken it away for exorcism. Also, this Flazer looked interesting - Volnar could feel vibes of promise coming from within him, a desire to effect the Omniverse in a massive way. This was both good and bad - good because it showed one who was on the road for greatness, bad because if this was amplified by the sword it could lead to notions of intense pride and eventually lead to Flazer's death. This was why Volnar needed to step in. Right here and now.

He spoke.

"I am here. I ask only that you give me the sword you have. Then I shall be on my way."

[CronicShock]

Oc: ok thanks I didnt know that about gold being easily morphed.

ic:

It had all happened extrmemly fast. Flazer didnt even have time to flinch. He had been watching for the being with which he was to fight when suddenly all of the boulders around him flew up around him, then he watched fascinated as they all melded together. Flazer released the water he had been standing on and teleported to the ground below.

As the rocks formed a being that Flazer assumed would be his adversary. Flazer almost laughed aloud when the being asked for his sword.

My sword? What makes you think I would simply hand it over? No, I dont think so. I've been looking for a fight anyways.

Using his power over essence Flazer made the ground at the beings feet reach up like hands and grasped him from the knee down in less then a second. He then teleported close to the being and swung cursed in a long arc bringing it down atop the beings right shoulder.

Flazer teleporting back away from the being began to speak

I am Flazer manipluator of fluids, and you are?