This topic will be dedicated to a character directory for the Grand Battle. If you didn't get that from the title, I'm disappointed. Anyway, I'm going to be putting the living characters in alphabetical order by username, and then move them to the bottom when they pass away. I was kind of unhappy with having to go look for a character when I wanted to see how they might react, or what they might say, or other stuff. So I figured this would benefit me and maybe the rest of you guys. Enjoy.
(Yes, I just copy and pasted everything. Give me a break.)
Race: Appears Human (altered with certain mutations from a blood pact)
Text Color: Red
Weapon: Twin Black and red pistols, a long black and red broadsword that stretches 5 feet (it is extremely sharp and can cut through even the toughest metal), a black katana (though sharp its main purpose is that it is a quick weapon), and grenades (flash and explosive)
Abilities: Having been forced into a blood pact with a wolf to save his lovers life his current wolf like form makes him a lot faster, stronger, and gives him long nails and teeth which can be deadly. He also has increased stamina and very tough skin which is hard to penetrate. Being like a wolf he also has heightened senses of sight, smell, and hearing.
Description: Wolf stands at 6'5" or 195.58 cm he has black hair that falls to just past his ears in the back and sides. He has broad shoulders and has a decent amount of muscle. Hes fairly fair skinned and has multiple scars all over his body including one long one that runs from the top right corner of his back to the bottom left. Most of his scars appear to be bullet wounds and knife wounds or wounds from an animals claws. Wolf wears clothes that are versatile and easy to move in, being that his skin is already a good line of defense. He just wears a red shirt, black jogging pants, socks, and versatile shoes custom made for doing the things that every wolf-pact type crime fighter does.
Personaltiy: Wolf is very quiet and untrusting. He takes extreme confidence in his abilities and believes that anything is possible. He says little and he is very honest and blunt when he rarely speaks. However Wolf also thinks very tactically and thinks things through efficiently and quickly (from experience,) while remaining calm and controlled over his weapons and surroundings. While Wolf is very practical and calculating he believes heavily in his principles of justice and honesty and plans to put an end to evil. He is also extremely protective of anyone he befriends strongly.
Bio: Wolf started out in a large city with a poor home environment and no friends, he had to be rough and tumble to survive and constantly had to defend himself. He spent his free time learning of all the tactical and psychological analysis he could pull from his resources in the library. While there he met his wife whom he cared for deeply, being the only person who paid much attention to him or understood him. He realized education and a normal job were not for him so he joined the military. While there he rose through the ranks learning of many different tactical weapons and of military tactics and people. One day Wolf's wife was held hostage by assassins from a foreign country. When Wolf arrived home he was shot and nearly died by bleeding out. His wife was nearly killed as well when Wolf suddenly had a dream in which a wolf spirit came to him. The wolf offered him life and powers beyond imagination as long as he promised to uphold justice. After this he rose up and killed all the assassins.
Life after this consisted of Wolf taking the name Wolf and forgetting his old name by which no one knows. He lived with his wife away from society in the woods and trained and practiced with his new found abilities and weapons. He later took up fighting tyranny and killed many of the worlds worst criminals. After 2 years on his 21st birthday he got a birthday card from a mysterious stranger telling him that all the strongest entities were going to have a grand battle and that he should participate. Wolf then knew that all the most evil beings and others were going to be in this battle. Leaving his wife home for a bit Wolf decided it was time to destroy the wickedest evil and to make a just world.
Name: Lass Koike
Weapon: Double Dagger, kunai, Sword blessed with holy water,
Abilities: Teleportation with a range of 5 feet, heal minor wounds, turn invisible( still has a shadow), summon kunai, penetrate mind if opponent is weakened by 70%., elemental sword change fire, water, shadow)
Personality: Does not take advice from anyone. Blue eyes, gray-white hair, looks like a 16 year old.
Description: Silver hair, fair skin, Slender, black curse mark on right shoulder, right arm gloved due to mysterious overwhelming power.
Bio: Sent to the world of Xeneia after the battle for his village. When an enemy sorcerer conjured a goddess wolf, Lass was taken away after the wolf realized his power. After attempting to bind with him, the attempt failed, and they were trapped in a stone tablet for 607 years until an archaeologist cracked the tablet. lass's memory was wiped, the people fearing he would be angered and overthrow the continent.
Age: 28 Earth Years
Race: Dresian (of the planet Dresia)
Text Color: Blue
Weapon: A simple sword that has been so created to be indestructible against all natural forces, and a concealed dagger
Abilities: Power to move water at will, but over a prolonged period of time the power wanes as Zygax's strength fails
Description: Approximately 5 feet 10 inches tall (177.8cm); much of his body is covered in a red cloak except a humanoid face and short black hair. Green eyes. Looks very similar to a 28 year old human, but any human could tell that there Zygax isn't quite human.
Personality: Merciless. Silent. Vigilant. When relaxed, his dry humor is more obvious. Does not work well with others, and mistrusts most of what he sees.
Bio: Raised to be a tool in the vast armies of a Dresian country, his superiors took notice of his superior skills in the art of swords and began teaching him ancient rituals of Elementals before his country got devastated in the war. Living on the run constantly, he began relying on his new founded power of water manipulation to make his way across the border and to freedom (not without the cost of many lives). He perfected his skills as time passed, able to control whole ponds and lakes, if only for a few minutes.
Name: Steam-Powered Autonomous Mechanical Combat Suit Prototype Alpha (Clunks)
Text Color: Bold
Gatling Gun cranked by gears
Pretty much what you see is what you get. Movement is incredibly deliberate and awkward. Can see via the use of camera's installed into the eyes, and through the use of sonar. The sonar is fairly blurry due to the excessive noise generated by Clunk's massive number of mechanical components, but the camera vision is solid. Has a 'cockpit' that doesn't contain any actual control mechanisms, but does allow Clunks to safely transport personnel. Clunks is fitted with a rotary steam engine, which provides his energy for movement, though, etc. The network of valves that allow Clunks to control his movements also enable him to vent stream from almost any point on his body, and to store up small amounts of steam so that he can vent more focused blasts. Additionally, Clunks uses the pressure readings in valves to store data for use in a primitive analogue computer (this is the primary reason Clunks is such an expensive model; it is incredibly hard to tune analogue parts for computing, especially when there's thermal expansion and such going on).
Description: Clunks is a hulking, slow, awkward behemoth. He pleasantly announces his presence to the world in a constant cacophony of grinds, clanks, and hisses from the venting of pressurized steam. He understands speech by others, but he is incapable of speaking himself (it is unlikely others would be able to hear it over his ambient noise, anyways). He is, however, able to communicate via signaling and morse code by using lights attached to his chasis.
Personality: The engineers that designed him believed that the best soldiers were strongly motivated ones, so they embedded a personality into Clunks. This personality is molded to fit the needs of the military, so Clunks is absolutely loyal to the point where he cannot disobey orders for fear of displeasing his masters. Clunks wants nothing more than the comfort and adoration of masters and will do absolutely anything to obtain it. Clunks will bond strongly with others with whom he's served, a design meant to enhance his capabilities in a squad, but those bonds are nothing compared to the one he has for his masters. Clunks is otherwise very happy, joyful, and naive. He is happy carrying out any orders because he doesn't realize the ramifications of his actions.
Bio: Clunks was engineered by the military during the height of the industrial revolution as the "weapon of the future." Despite a few highly successful missions (during which it earned its affectionate nickname), like all weapons of the future it was deemed much too grossly impractical and expensive for widespread use, and only one model was ever produced. Clunks served until he began to need maintenance, at which point the military sold him to a private research firm to cut their losses. Nowadays, Clunks the favored piece in a wealthy Frenchman's collection of historical antiques. Clunks is entering the grand battle because the Frenchman's wife caught him sipping wine with a few ladies of the evening, and thought she'd repay the favor by sending his favorite toy to go play in an intergalactic free for all.
Name: Jane Doe
Text Color: Green
Weapon: Shotgun, Shovel
Abilities: Epic trench digging
Description: Guys in a soldier outfit
Personaltiy: Imagine that annoying old guy who keeps talking about how everyone around him are sissies and whatnot. Yeah, that times 2.
Bio: Claims to have been in a war. Nobody knows which.
Name: Seed Alpha
Age: 583 473 earth years
Race: Aevan / Robot
Text color: Indigo
Weapon: Body and Mind
Abilities: Martial arts, extremely heightened perception, telekinesis, mental interference
Description: Mostly humanlike, since Aevans have very similar body proportions. Genderless appearance, black hair, green eyes, tall, slender. From the outside, it is impossible to see that he is actually a robot.
Bio: About two million earth years ago, the race of Aeva stood at the height of their glory. After a long lasting period of war, they defeated all who opposed them and gained control over nearly the entire galaxy. With seemingly infinite resources, they now sought to conquer the spiritual world just like the material one. In an endless journey for knowledge and wisdom, the level of technology sky-rocketed. Due to various biological methods, their natural lifespan was prolonged so far that it was safe to call them immortal already.
From this point on, it did not take long until their downfall started. Seemingly having reached the end of the road both technological- and philosophical-wise, the Aevans started to degenerate, growing tired of material life. Their Empire crumbled under the pressure of emerging rebellions, and in the course of several thousand years, about fifty percent of the Aevan people died, most of them by their own hands. It was then when the remaining Aevans took fate in their hands once again to make history. In years of relentless work, they created what truly was the pinnacle of their achievements. A gigantic underground supercomputer, acting as host for the collective consciousness of the entire race so that instead of dying, they would become a part of the whole – the ultimate form of existence.
Once this last project was completed, the remaining individuals soon merged their minds together in this computer, taking their well-deserved rest after a long life.
The race of Aeva was no more.
What remained was a now truly immortal hive mind which was supposed to continue the quest for knowledge which they abandoned. However, it didn't quite work out according to their expectations. The collective consciousness soon lost all sense and meaning, and instead of a superior form of existence, it became nothing more than a pure destructive impulse inside the supercomputer. To retain control over it, the computer undocked it from the system, forcibly put it inside of 24 containers and made the containers fight amongst themselves. The last one standing was the first one created, with a cybernetic body modeled after the Aevans.
Even though it regained its sanity, it was rejected from joining back with the supercomputer and forced to roam the universe without sense or meaning in existence. It spent over 99% of its “life” in a self-induced deep sleep.
Due to being the host of about a twenty-fourth of the Aevan race, Seed Alpha has incredible psychic powers, making it possible for him to affect both matter and spiritual concepts. In close combat, his only weapon is his robotic body, equipped with all kinds of martial arts.
Personality: For more efficiency of calculation in general, he tends to suppress all kinds of emotions coming from the collective consciousness, which has grown pretty quiet lately. As a result, most of his actions and thoughts are very machinelike, although he seems to have gotten a bit cynical in the last hundred thousand years.
When speaking, he does so in short sentences while referring to himself in plural.
Name: Zenitropos Falz'ny
Gender: No real gender, but is usually referred to as male
Age: About 24,132 give or take a millennium
Race: Demidemon, (Hobo)
Text Colour: Violet
Weapon: Metal Spiked "Shoes"(Metal foot coverings with holes in the bottom his mouths can reach through.)
Abilities: "Foot mouths", Disconcerting stare, Powerful claws, Acid Spit, Video editing, Resistance to reality altering effects
Physical representation:A bipedal creature with a body plan roughly similar to the "Sidehopper" from the Metroid series, Zenitropos is approximately 4'10", and weighs around 150 lb. Zenitropos has two leg appendages(triple jointed), with large(around the diameter of the human hand) mouths located on their bottoms. These legs have enough muscle power to propel Zenitropos around 8 feet at most. Both mouths are filled with teeth, and leave bites that do not heal. The Mouths can SCRATCH Steel, and if he puts force into it with his legs he can break it. Mouths may also spit acid. The legs have decently sharp claws, able to easily shred human skin, but not much good against anything much harder than plexiglass. His steel shoes are, of course, stronger. Zenitropos' head(located at the junction between the two legs) is shaped similarly to the top half of a skull, although wider and warped strangely(Still symmetrical). Zenitropos has eyes made of iron, which it can remake from ingested iron over time if damaged. Zenitropos can see just fine without them, but they make him feel better and allow him to be much more disconcerting when staring at people. Also, the iron helps with have a wider range of vision. depending on how pure it is. Zenitropos has no arms, and uses its' mouths as manipulators. Zenitropos has a violet exoskeleton that changes darker and lighter according to the time of day. This exoskeleton allows him to break glass and other sharp objects without damaging his skin, and offers a decent level of protection.
NOTE: When Zenitropos applies his legs, he can increase the force of his attacks by approximately 0.5%(e.g., 100% goes to 150%). If he enters a rage mode, he cannot focus on what he is doing, but deals 250%. After a rage, or when he is interrupted while babbling, he operates at half efficiency(50%).
Zenitropos feeds upon anything that he gets into his mouths, and can gain energy from pretty much any metallic solid.
Zenitropos' secondary manipulators are his multiple mandibles, which are shaped like an ant's and placed on his skull in roughly the same position.
Due to Zenitropos's lineage, Zenitropos takes the heaviest damage from physical strikes to his upper body/head. Zenitropos has a major weakpoint located at the area where the skeletal plates of the head and the legs meet. He Zenitropos has an innate resistance to reality altering effects and element based powers, due to his father's powerful traits, and thus can either negate or simply reduce the effects of said powers.
Personality: Zenitropos is half insane, due to both his heritage and his history. Zenitropos often has fits where he acts violently against most life forms, except for Homeless people, dangerous explosives, robots, and pirates. Zenitropos is normally irritable. He has no true accent, but talks in a randomly chosen one anyway (Zenitropos forms words by scratching special limbs within his head against the sides of his skull) He is deathly afraid of dolls, ringing sounds, handheld projectile weaponry, and loud, high pitched noises. His insanity is usually painful to those trying to read his mind(unless they are insane) and he is thus also mentally strong to attempts to damage him, because he was already pretty mentally damaged anyway.
Zenitropos is used to living in small areas such as cupboards and boxes, due to his hobo class. He can curl up into small space(around a 3 by 3 by 3 foot box shape) and speaks Hobonese. Because he does this, he can often get hobos to follow his orders. Zenitropos can speak any language except for Tagalog. Zenitropos is not a ninja, will never be, was never in the Battle of Griuat'nja, and does not feed on fear. Do not believe his lies.
To sum it up:
Weak to even light physical blows on upper body
Resistance to reality altering affects and mental effects
Occasionally, when he has times when he becomes powerful enough to repair other's reality altering effects, if they are very small
Two legged Demon thingy!
Mouths in feet.
Claws and Acid Spitting ability
Biography: Zenitropos is one of the fourteen Children Of The Watcher, powerful demons directly related to the once high ranking demon The Watcher. Zenitropos is noticeably the one beaten up on by fate the most. At birth, he was pathetically small, and even fully grown he remains small enough to barely reach nose height of smaller humans. His powerful legs deal little damage(well, for a demon) due to the lack of weight behind them, Making his only usable assets his cursed mouths, his moderately sharp(for a demon) claws, and his aforementioned stare, which can scare the crap out of people at twenty meters.
As he was growing to full maturity(he was approximately 2,377, he's 24,132 now), the Wars of Descrovania devastated the (literal)hell hole he lived in. The Watcher was thrown out of power, becoming a simple demidemon. His children were hurt even more, as they were pushed out of homes and either sealed, killed, or left penniless. Zenitropos became one of the few Demon Hobos in existence today after taking a video editing class but finding nowhere to use the skills he gained.
During modern times, Zenitropos was raving in his "house/box" about how he defeated King Belzvor in the battle of Griuat'nja, when a giant curtain fell from the sky onto his box. The other hobos, who he had put to sleep with his boring story, never noticed he was gone.
Zenitropos appeared in a "Lock Space", or space between universes. In this space, a... thing appeared and told him he would be joining a "Grand Battle", and he could not change this no matter what he did. Zenitropos(who had no say in what happened, but didn't care anyway) was "fine with this as long as he got twenty liters of Dr. Pepper, his favorite soft drink". The man shrugged, and took him to the Grand Battle universe like he was going to anyway.
Name: Arianne Ma'wel
Age: N/A (Arianne is a being that exists outside of the march of time. She has no age nor does she ever age.)
Text Color: Brown
Weapon: A pair of long, spindly wings that act as spear-like tentacles that can launch their small spines and regrow two hours later. Small handblades (On the backs of the hands).
Abilities: Extremely limited manipulation of her own past; this includes changing where she will be at a given point. This trick takes a decent amount of stamina to pull off (IE at full energy, four uses will render her unconscious). She can only manipulate up to a month into the past; she cannot kill herself in any way due to her time manipulation. This means she cannot erase herself and she cannot manipulate time if the energy use would kill her.
Description: Shoulder-length black hair, Dark Violet eyes, nearly black skin.As per norm of her race, she is moderately tall in human terms and is generally humanoid save for her wings. Her teeth all come to small points, sharp enough to bite through unguarded skin.
Personaltiy: Ari is a guarded character, not trusting before she's known a person. She tends to keep quiet but speaks less than softly when she does speak up. She has absolute confidence in her ability but tends to not show it, for fear others will find a way to overcome her. She has a softer side but like all cliche'd characters, she hides it under a cold shell.
Bio: After her creation on her home planet of Kro'na'eh (Kronosians are not born, rather they are created by rifts in time already intelligent and fully grown), she set out with a fleet in the army to conquer other planets. After reigning terror and destruction on many other planets, her goals became treasonous and she turned on her own planet. In the middle of the battle, she was taken from her ship to where the Grand Battle is taking place.
Username: Ultra Storm
Gender: Strictly speaking, Aether has no gender. However, he is usually referred to in male terms.
Age: He exists outside time as we know it.
Race: Transcendent Entity
Text Color: Dark Blue
Weapons and abilities:
Fields of Elysium: The final resting place of heroes
“I stand between ideals and reality.”
The only true weapon of Aether is a conceptual weapon reaching into the realm of heroes. He doesn’t wield only the physical occurrence of a weapon, he wields its ideal, the legendary weapon it represents. The concept of weaponry isn’t limited to only traditional weapons and includes abstract ones as well. It is easier to manifest a legendary weapon with a corresponding item but the idea itself is sufficient. In essence, he possesses all weapons ever dreamed of, even those that never existed and weapons of legendary strength exceeding contemporary ones. However, the further away from reality the ideal is, the more energy is required to create its physical representation.
To appear on the physical plane of existence, Aether manifests himself in a body appearing to be human, yet not truly being one. He possesses superhuman strength and reflexes as well as the skill to wield any weapon and the strategies used by the heroes who owned them. He can’t die from contemporary causes such as lack of blood but damaging his body drains his energy, reducing his abilities and decreasing his combat strength. Applying enough damage will force his physical manifestation to vanish from the world due to lack of energy to recover form.
Description: Aether appears as a tall man clad in armor colored black and dark blue and wearing a black cape. On his armor are various markings and symbols belonging to famous legends. His hair is black and his eyes are blue.
Personality: Being timeless, Aether is very patient and contemplates his actions carefully. Having been influenced by heroes of legend, he is fond of dramatic gestures and values his skill highly. He sees beauty is nature, art and poetry in particular and shows great worry for the future, speaking of it in a melancholic tone. In Aether’s eyes, the physical world is merely a projection of the world of ideas, each occurrence of substance being an imperfect representation of its idea. To him, imagination is just as real as physical matter.
Bio: Aether is the ideal warrior of legend, the personification of heroes throughout the ages. He is a product of the dreams of living beings, he is what people wanted him to become. He exists in a transcendent realm as an entity beyond time and space as we know them. Aether is in contact with the collective subconsciousness of the beings of the universe, making him aware of events on the physical plain of the universe to an extent. Despite this, he is uncertain about the purpose of his own existence, which he is searching for.
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Mr--Clean> that moment when you put something in your mouth and you have NO idea what it is and spit it out
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Walker> i was innocent once
Walker> then loli came along