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[Archetype00x]

Weird title, I know.

I propose a four person battle royale. Or, you know, a regular two person battle. Hell, I could get two of my characters in here and just have a big ol' tussle with meself. Whatever amount of people would like to join.

Name: Subject #00.72
Age: 7 (has the appearance of a full-grown woman.)
Alias: `The Troubadour,` `The Rapture Orchestrator.`
Gender: Female.
Race: Human, sub. Doomsday Catalyst.

Appearance: Tall, slim - firmly built, with a pale complexion. Flat-ironed, raven black hair that extends to just below the shoulder blades. Very slender, almost feline movements; eyes lack iris’. Fine cheekbones, thin eyebrows, slightly broad shoulders. Most typically adorns herself in intricate, 18th century style dresses, standard white gloves, and has a specialized pack for her violin, in the curious shape of a coffin. Almost always wears either a mask of apathy or a manic expression of pure insanity.

Personality: A sadist, devoid of recognition of human emotions and no concept of what pain or mercy is. Unresponsive to begging, pleading, any of the sort, and seems to have an uneasy state of sanity - prone to random acts of violence and tearing things apart. Other than this, no real outstanding traits to be heard of. By far the most successful turn-out of Project Isis.

Notable Abilities: An incredible aptitude for music of any sort; a harmonic genius capable of mirroring any symphonic piece. Particularly fond of the violin, cello, and sitar. Ability to control structural resonance frequencies as well as sound waves allows .72 to generate massive sonic booms from a single pluck of her violin, as well as tear an adversary in two, bring down a building, or even deflect incoming projectiles with only her violin.

Can generate omni-directional blasts that will eliminate any opposition within several miles, and it’s suggested that, if played correctly, her violin could cause a molecular explosion on a global scale. She can also vibrate her molecules through any solid matter.

Armaments:
- One of the last Stradivarius violins in existence - dubbed ‘Brutus.’
- Coffin-shaped violin case back-pack device.
- A supplementary fire-arm; not once used.
- One black parasol.

Biography (Development History): I'd had an extensive 'development history' on the character but it was pretty damn boring, so for now, you can use your imagination.

[violent_anger]

Name: Tablon Kebordre
Gender: Female
Race: Human. Or was human.
Age: 20ish?

Appearance:

Abilities: Yeah, she's a ninja. She gets alien technology. It'll probably blow up or make your brain explode if you touch any of it. Also basic magic.

Also, if she's done anything once, she can do it twice. No matter what. It's as unchangeable a fact as L being for your left hand.

[Hip-Hop]

I think what Archetype is trying to get at is a Hurricane Tag, a tag-team battle where two RPers use two characters each. It's actually kinda fun, I haven't done one in awhile.

[violent_anger]

Schwaaaaa? This is madness!

Sounds fun though.

[Archetype00x]

Originally Posted by Adolf Hitler

u can get the **** outta' ma house too.

do not want anti-semites.

Actually, what I'm trying to get at is a stand alone four person battle; every man / woman for his or herself?

[Rikken Omnious]

Originally Posted by violent_anger

This is madness!

Madness? Madness?

THIS IS SPARTA!

..........

God I miss Zetsumi.

Will add a temp later..

I will most lilkely be using Rikken.......

Tell me you didn't see that coming?

[Chariot of Fire]

Mind if I enter with Enegi? I don't know if you want him to be in this battle if you are trying to go for a certain type of battle, so I have a backup if you turn him down.

Oh, and Rikken Ominous? I was thinking the exact same thing, no joke

Full Name
Enegi Nibor Swaillim

Name
Enegi (Enna-j-I)

Age
N/a

Race/Species/Class
Djinn?

Appearance
Enegi’s appearance is truly something to marvel. His nature allows him to take a variety of forms, although his primary one is that of a large, muscular man. His skin is a deep violet-black, rippling with power and majesty. His eyes are a bright, shining brown, and his features are slightly Arabic in their nature. He has a slightly pointed goatee hanging from his powerful chin, and his arms are bound by two powerful golden armbands. There are a variety of symbols inscribed on these bands, but they are written in the ancient Arabic language, and are not understood by most. His lower torso is usually a simple wisp of deep violet-black smoke, although he has been known to ‘grow’ legs if the occasion merits it. His facial expression is generally a peaceful, jovial look, with a small hint of mischief thrown in. However, when he is faced with his greatest dislike, his face contorts into a sadistic rage that no mortal enjoys looking upon.

Personality
Enegi is a jokester, a prankster, and a master of exploiting loopholes. He is generally carefree and happy with his existence, although there is a single thing he detests more than others. Humans. With all his power, he must submit to the simplest of human wills. He takes every opportunity he can to exploit the stupidity of these mortals to his own advantage, and can be quite cruel when dealing with them. Enegi therefore, is highly intelligent, and can easily transform what might seem to be harmless jokes into a powerful deathtrap.

Power
Some theorize that Enegi is an extremely powerful Djinn, and that is the root of his powers. It would certainly explain his Arabic appearance, and the reason why he must submit to human will. However, his powers are far more extensive than any normal Djinn might hold.

Enegi bears massive reality warping capabilities. The possibilities of his power are endless, as he essentially achieves semi-omnipotence through these powers. Practically anything he can imagine his possible, from evaporating an entire ocean, to conjuring an entire army of lobsters from out of thin air.

Enegi however, is limited by some of the simplest things in the Omniverse. He is bound by human will, and while he can exploit various loopholes that humans often leave in their desires, he cannot directly disobey a wish from a human. He cannot take the life of a human through his own action or inaction, and cannot interfere with human free will.

Enegi is also forced to grant three wishes to any human he comes across along. However, do to his hatred of humankind, he is a master of exploiting any loopholes that may have been left in their wish.

As a side effect of his own limited omnipotence, Enegi can break the fourth wall.

History
Not much is known about Enegi before he starting making trouble around the Omniverse. He just sort of appeared one day. Many historians theorize that the joker is a Djinn, runaway from some faraway dimension. Other theorize that he is a demi-god, who as punishment for some heavenly crime, is forced to do this ‘community service’ for the mortals of the Material Plane. Even Methselah the Ancient gives a subtle smile, and simply suggests that some things are meant to remain a secret.

Whatever his origins, the mystical being known only as Enegi now roams the Omniverse, exploiting humans whenever he can, and playing other galactic practical jokes in his free time. The tales of his ‘fun’ are told around the Omniverse. One time, he conjured up a small snake, to trick a beautiful girl into eating an apple. He doomed an entire planet to a life full of battling their own evil. He once flicked a small planet of thriving civilizations, because they had wished for their world to be the ‘coolest one out there!’ The planet shot out of orbit, and instantly transformed into a giant block of ice, known as Pluto.

While some describe him as being a scourge, others describe him simply as being a trickster who goes too far. Some think of him as being far too powerful for his own good. Some use him to enhance their own powers, carefully wording their wishes to make sure Enegi does not lead them to their own demise. Others steer far clear of him, not willing to chance a dance with the mystical Enegi…

Quote
"Wish wisely..."

[Archetype00x]

All right, here's the line up;

1. Archetype00x, as The Troubadour.
2. violent_anger, as Tablon Kebordre.
3. Rikken_Ominous, as Rikken.
4. Chariot of Fire, as Enegi.

Setting; Basic Arena and surrounding barren plains that stretch for miles - includes plateaus and canyons.

Opening post is open to anyone who wants to go first.

[violent_anger]

*thusly places his finger upon the side of his nose*

By the way, has anyone realized that my characters name is just a slight altered "Table Keyboard"?

[Rikken Omnious]

Originally Posted by Archetype00x

3. Rikken_Ominous, as Rikken.

I hate to be a stickler but can you spell my username properly and don't put a underscore in as my name doesn't have one. Sorry just the way I am;

rikkeninfo -> Rikken Omnious -> Rikken.

IC:
A man robed in back with various markings on his body. Stood clutching a book in his hand, A burning ember in the other. Smoke rising into the air doing a coresent dance with the surroundings of his environment. He stood there leaning against a stone pillar that he had created out of the sand. Nothing ornate just a gray featureless pillar that acted as a sort of beacon to the others that were around him.

His casual demenour and attitude of late were ones of fustration and confusion but this, He hoped would change soon after he enjoyed pulling his foes to pieces, bit by bit. The clouds circulated around him offering some sort of solace to his dismay but it wasn't often that the world around him stopped him commiting acts of destruction and carnage. But it was nice to think so. The cool air blowing on his face. Flicking his hair up behind him as he took another draw from his smoke. and breathed out sending carbon dioxide particles into the air once again.

OOC: Hope this is good enough. <_<

[Chariot of Fire]

Oh Allah, that was pretty awesome.

A booming laugh echoed across the empty cavern. The rocky underground maze of crevices and stalagmites was beautiful in the natural glow of their rocky components. It was a slightly green luminescence, which gave the entire cave the impression of being bathed in an ocean of greenery. It was magnificent, beautiful, particularly with the giant smoking crater in the center… Ah, the vapors were still rising in the air, like the aroma off of a freshly cooked chicken cutlet. Humans might be idiotic, spoiled, monstrosities, but they sure put a lot of taste into a good chicken cutlet. However, this was not the center of interest within the cave. What was interesting, in an incredibly gruesome way, was the scorched carcass that stood, alone in the center of the crater. An abandoned relic, the body was twisted with its blackened hands clawing at its own body, as if it was trying to scrape the remnants off its own body… A look of pain was on its blackened face, and in the features that one could make out, it could be described only as horror.

“You should have been more specific, Jack,” replied the same booming voice, echoing slightly in the smoking crater, “You said you wanted to be hot so you could get all the chicks. Well, the harpies of Hell will find you irresistible in the burning fires of the Pit…”

A shadowy image came into sight, almost blending in with the blackness of the cave, shown only by the slightly green light radiating from the walls. The figure was massive, a huge muscular chest atop a strange wisp of smoke. A mountain atop a cloud, the figure stretched out his long fingers, and cracked his knuckles with an annoying pop. “Well, since I’m not serving you anymore,” said the figure, yawning slightly as he twisted his back, cracking it similarly to his knuckles, “Let’s skip to another dimension, shall we?” He blinked, and with a loud whoop, and a twist of his body, he was gone. Rippling out of existence just as easy as a stone slipped into the depths of a pond.

When he reappeared, he was in the same cave. Or at least, a similar cave. This time, it was much smaller, and it held no smoking crater in the midst of its rocky floor. Instead, there was a simple pillar… And a simple human, smoking beside it… Damn… Another human? His face almost seemed to droop in lost hope. You’d think that the vermin might be able to keep their noses out of the ground for once…
Unfortunately for the human, Enegi would now fulfill his every wish…

When Enegi had appeared, he had not appeared in a visible form. So he quickly transferred his presence into the cigarette that the human was smoking. Boy, the human would be surprised when his cigarette suddenly started talking to him.

“You know, this crap isn’t really good for you,” the cigarette stated, in a bored, apathetic voice, “But what do I care? I’m here to do what YOU want… I’ll skip to the chase. I grant your wishes. You want the power to surf the space-time continuum like ridin’ a wave in Tahiti? Fine. You want to hottest woman in the world to be at your every beck and call? You got it. Just be wary and wish. Go.”

[Rikken Omnious]

The smoke in his yellow fingertips started to ask him what wishes he wanted. He shook his head and said to it, "Just when I thought I couldn't go anymore insane, you come along trying to confuse my mental state Enegi," He flicked the smoke onto the floor in front of him. He clapped his hands together and a glyph appeared on a wall opposite Rikken. This glyph would serve a purpose later. He wasn't going to reveal it yet. No. That would be foolish of him. The foe would come to regret it later. It was just a matter of time now.

"It's a shame you have to appear so soon. Show me your true form. Enegi." Said Rikken a sideways grin etched on his face.

[Chariot of Fire]

“My true form? You talk about it like its something I pull out of a hat,” replied his cigarette, which was now lying discarded on the ground, “And don’t think I don’t see that glyph you got over there.” The smoke vanished instantly, and instead was replaced by a man in policeman’s uniform, his sapphire blue uniform gleaming brilliantly in the darkness of the cave. A single lightbulb suddenly appeared above Rikken, shining its light down upon him like he was under some sort of serious investigation. “Wanna say how you knew my name?” asked the policeman fervently, glaring at Rikken suspiciously as he fingered the pistol at his side, “Cause unless you’re going to make any wishes, I ain’t gonna give you squat.”

Enegi was slightly angry now. This human thought he could order him about like he was some sort of dog? He thought that he, a human piece of filth, was worthy enough to ask to see his true form? He was more deluded than the rest of these physically bound fools.... How could this... manifest of crap be considered worthy to anything? What God decided that Enegi would be created to serve the likes of him?

OOC: Ugh, so short, so crappy.

[Rikken Omnious]

Rikken flung out his left arm causing a glyph to glow brillantly on the wall to his left. His arm relaxing and resting at his side. "It doesn't matter how I knew your name." said Rikken dismissively, His golden yellow eyes shinning though the darkness of the cave they were both standing in, A flash of light illuminated the dark pits of his eyes. "If i were you I wouldn't think about firing that gun. The second you reach for it, my hand would be at your throat. Besides." he shrugged. "That would just be wasted effort. Because bullets pass right though my body anyway." He said finally before crossing his arms and falling silent. He was bored. Rikken's eyebrow started to twitch.