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Post by Faolannus on Aug 22, 2011 13:39:44 GMT -5
Here is the character format. I understand that you are superheroes, but you can't be all out gods. To allude to Futurama, How can you relate to someone who is never in any danger.
Name: Nicknames/alias: Race: Gender: Age:
Eye Color: Hair/fur color: Hair Style:
Job: Skills: Weapon of choice: Equipment:
Magic: Natural Abilities:
Bio:
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Post by Faolannus on Aug 23, 2011 8:07:41 GMT -5
Name: Cayden de Dannan Nicknames/alias: Immortallus Race: a Human subspecies Gender: Male Age: Eye Color: Blue Hair/fur color: Dark Brown Hair Style: Short Job: History Professor Skills: history buff (he lived through most of it), skilled in many forms of art both martial and intellectual, craftsmanship honed from centuries of living Weapon of choice: fists or sword and board Equipment: Electric Bass Guitar, bone short sword, shield, Battle kilt (long kilt with metal sheets sown into the pleats) Magic: mild understanding of ancient celtic rituals (not alot to call skilled) Natural Abilities: Prolonged Life span, God like strength, resistance, and endurance. ((long story short...he's hard as hell to kill..but still kill-able)) Bio: Born to the Tuathai de Dannan, ancient gods of Ulster (ireland) When his people decided to leave man behind Cayden alone decided to stay and watch after them. Coming face to face with death many times over the centuries that he fought demons, dragons, and the other lesser gods that one by one wanted to destroy humanity, Cayden grew in strength, wisdom, and age. Being one of the last gods to roam the earth as we knew it. In the background of history he hid as an everyday hero. A soldier, a fireman, and even a history teacher. Cayden's love for the human race gave him a strong sense of justice to preserve the world from those seeking to destroy it, even if it meant protecting humans from themselves. To start with Tuathai de Dannan a clan of celtic gods, similar in the way of elves, are immortal in the sense of being long lived. Never suffering from the same ailments as humans do from prolonged years and more resistant to disease and ailment among other types of bodily harm. He has a slight regeneration factor though it could take years to recover from extreme injuries and scars are more than likely to remain. In the current day he took up teaching, giving his wisdom to the young ones of the new age in history and super heroism.
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Post by lordtovel on Aug 27, 2011 19:31:50 GMT -5
Name: C’celus Nicknames/alias: n/a Race: human sub-species Gender: male Age: ???
Eye Color: purple Hair/fur color: blood red Hair Style: straightened
Job: unemployed/odd jobs Skills: swordsmanship, martial arts (see Bio) Weapon of choice: sword and fist Equipment: Mortalbane (longsword)
Magic: Knowledge of various rituals and seals, enhance objects (including his weapons and arm), [eyes glow when using magic] Natural Abilities: Short range teleportation, master any language within moments of hearing it. Weakness: Gold (Metal not the color) [when in the presence of gold, his magic is weakened, if gold is touching him, he cannot access his magic at all, not even through the gauntlet]
Bio: C’celus was born to a mother who had been a skilled sorceress who died giving birth to him. His father was a powerful warlock and warlord who cast the child out of his castle to be raised by a cruel master of swordsmanship and martial arts. When he was fifteen he ran away from the cruel master and began learning magic by stealing scrolls and tomes from various storefronts and magicians. Eventually he was noticed and picked up by a witch who specialized in rituals and seals. At the age of thirty-two (his kinds age is extended based on their power and skill with magic, so at this poin the looked to be twenty) he left to carve his own path in the world, and found himself in the cave of pain, where he came upon Mortalbane, which seered his flesh to touch. He kept it sheathed and at his side, for he knew that it was still a powerful artifact. At this time he decided to go forth and kill his cruel master from so many years earlier. Before he struck the final blow the cruel master revealed to C’celus the identity of his father. C’celus decided it was time he took his vengeance to where it really belonged, taking his master’s head with him, and tossing it before his father. His father simply smiled, and magically bound C’celus in place, and welded an arm of a suit of armor to his right arm, mystically welding it to his flesh and bones. Then told him that if C’celus wanted vengeance, he must become more powerful, and to prove it, must face the immortal monster that roamed the Wasteland Islands. In this intervening time of travel he found that his right arm, due to the gauntlet, traps and stores magic. Normally the body produces a certain amount of magic and then excess fades throughout the day as more is produced. However, the arm kept building it up. He feared what would happen if it built up to much, and eventually figured out how to release the magic trapped in the arm in small, deadly bursts. More importantly, he now had a way to safely wield Mortalbane by using his right arm. C’celus ended up in this dimension during a fight against the mindless, immortal monster that was rage given physical form.
Stuff: He wields a sword called Mortalbane, which burns the flesh of any mortal creature. the sword is indestructable except for one thing: if used against an immortal, it will crack and become damages when bled on, and will shatter without fail if it kills an immortal. his right arm is armored permanently... his dad is an evil bastard who magically welded it to his flesh and bone. one of the properties of the arm is to store magic. C'celus has learned to release it in small bursts, but it is dangerous to do due to te massive amount that it stores. He is skilled in a martial art from his dimension that utilizes teleportation in its more advanced stages, and he taught himself an offshoot discipline (self made) that utilizes swordsmanship, unarmed combat, and teleport. He knows various magical rituals, but those are time consuming, and require resources that he doesn't have cash for, and not really useful in immediate combat he doesn't like people; the only way he can use Mortalbane, is with his right hand (because of the armor); he doesn't much care about civilian casualties (note that casualty doesn't necessarily mean death); which puts him at odds with other heroes. that said he gets results.
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Post by lordtovel on Aug 27, 2011 20:58:03 GMT -5
Name: EX-37 Nicknames/alias: Suit, Ex Race: modified human Gender: male Age: 23
Eye Color: black with white irises Hair/fur color: brown Hair Style: short and messy
Job: unemployed, makes money through odd jobs Skills: Various Martial Arts, Hacking, Gunplay/Marksmanship, Gunsmith, Lock Picking, Parkour/Free Running, Torture Techniques, Special Forces Training Weapon of choice: unarmed or any gun, though occasionally uses a quarterstaff Equipment: quarterstaff collection, massive collection of various guns and ammo (some of which is very illegal), super computer (for hacking and searches)
Magic: resistant to magic, and incapable of utilization Natural Abilities (without suit): Enhanced Senses; night vision; increased agility, strength, and manual dexterity, Faster Healing Rate (three times normal human rate); only needs four hours of sleep Natural Abilities (with suit): as above plus the following: further boost to strength and agility; increased Durability and Nearly Bulletproof (bullets can’t pierce the suit, but do still hurt…); can breathe water and in conditions of no air allows survival for up to 10 hours; creation of certain organic features, like claws or wings. Lesser Weakness: must intake more food than a normal human, specifically meat or fish. Weakness: Ruby [physically burns to touch, to the point of smoke rising off of him.]
Bio: EX-37 was the 37th attempt to bind the bio-organic substance called Suit to a human being. Born in a tube, and having his genetic code altered to accept Suit, they finally succeeded with him, as Suit would normally reject the previous experiments violently leaving behind a horribly mangled body. They attempted to bind suit to EX-37 as soon as he was out of the birthing vat. The binding was successful, more so than expected or desired though. It did not just bind, it became one with EX-37, to the point of becoming an extension to his genetic code. They raised him as a weapon, pushing him to the limit on a regular basis and many times going beyond it just to see how EX-37 adapted. He was allowed to pick a handful of hobbies for which instructors were provided to teach him what he desired. When he was eighteen, they began sending him on actual field missions, putting him in the line of danger. He adapted well and enjoyed it. When he was twenty-two he found himself face-to-face with a man calling himself Immortallus, who showed him the error of his ways by showing him the suffering he was causing the world, and that his talents could be better used to help the world. EX-37 escaped with Immortallus at this time and has been a (anti)hero since.
Notes: EX-37 can make his ‘Suit’ come to the fore at will. It is tendril-like and covers his whole body, but not his clothes. Coloration is black. He sees through the suit, though it is not scientifically known how. The military group he left does not exist as far as the world knows… and they would like to keep it that way. It is logical that they may have attempted cloning EX-37/Suit, but this is unknown to what level of success this may have met…
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Post by zablezarock on Aug 30, 2011 1:37:34 GMT -5
Name: Mao Shinlong Nicknames/alias: n/a Race: unknown Gender: male Age: unknown (appears 21)
Eye Color: dull gray Hair/fur color: black Hair Style: shoulder length
Job: none Skills: extremely stealthily and quite Weapon of choice: his abilities Equipment: none
Magic: n/a Natural Abilities: super human speed, phasing, flight, telepathy, telekinesis, cryokinesis, Weakness: weak to mental attacks, randomly phases out at times of stress or extreme emotion,
Bio: no ones knows where the being called Mao Shinlong came from or what he really is, he appears to be a human standing 6’6” and weighing 210lb with black hair that seems to absorb light and dull gray eyes that make him appear blind. He is stronger and faster then any normal human could every be and he has strange powers and abilities that seem to defy logic. He seems nice enough most of the time but has been known to fly into fits of nearly homicidal rage at a moments notice. There are reports of him dating back at least 100 years but he seems not to age, or not to age in any way that can be seen. For that last year he has taken up the role of wandering doctor moving from place to place helping who he can…but in all of the places he visits unexplained deaths follow and no one has yet been able to find out what happened or tied these deaths to Mao in any major way.
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Post by kinz on Aug 31, 2011 18:08:24 GMT -5
Name: Nezia Nicknames/alias: Nezzy Race: Human Gender: Female Age: 20 Eye Color: Ice blue Hair/fur color: Blood red with ice green tips Hair Style: handle bars Job: evil villianess Skills: Cock punching/cunt punting Weapon of choice:rope/handcuffs/and wire Equipment: Long tight dress with chucks Magic: none Natural Abilities: clumzyness of doom Bio: Was born in a normal family..by the age of 12 got bored of normalness decided to plot even onto others and eventually became the evil villainess that you see today... Read more: kalastriahighborn.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=jla&action=display&thread=4#ixzz1WeMpjNNC
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Post by Faolannus on Sept 1, 2011 0:13:35 GMT -5
Name: Eastern Wind Nicknames/alias: Kwan Yang Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 22
Eye Color: Brown Hair/fur color: Black Hair Style: Short spikey
Job: College student Skills: Advance martial arts and ki control Weapon of choice: No-dachi (demon possessed) Equipment:Nodachi, two meteor hammers, throwing daggers
Magic: Minor fire control granted by sword Natural Abilities: Eiditic memory Weakness: One track minded, his abilities can only be enhanced to peak human ability
Bio: (to be included later)
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Post by Shroud on Sept 2, 2011 17:53:15 GMT -5
Name: Alex Dakaar Nicknames/alias: Shroud Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 23
Eye Color: Green Hair/fur color: Brown Hair Style: Military cut
Job: Unemployed Skills: Very technologically adept Weapon of choice: Variable Equipment: Variable
Magic: Variable Natural Abilities: Variable
Bio: Alex Dakaar was always one for sticking up for what was considered the right thing, be it unpopular or otherwise. Most of his morals were instilled in him by his parents and the chief form of entertainment for Alex. Video games. As time passed, he became engrossed in the games, taking the best lessons they had to offer with him. Upon reaching the age of 20 though, Alex began to find how much he missed the older games that were on systems that no longer worked. Instead of replacing the systems though, Alex took it on as a pet project to build a system that was compatable with all possible games. Two years later, the system was complete and ready to go, save one detail. This ultimate system had one flaw. All the games he could ever want, which encompassed all of them, had to be installed onto a massive harddrive. Turning on the system for the first time though caused a catastrophic event, an electrical current flew through the haphazard wiring and directly into the poor man's body, sending him into a fitful coma that lasted for several months. Upon waking, Alex's mind was filled images of all the characters he grew up loving as a child. As each image raced, a part of the character would appear on him, granting the abilities that came with it... at the cost of Alex's own living energy. In time, he was able control these changes, and learn which ones were more taxing than the others. Now, with powers under control, he sets off to fight crime in Epityr City.
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Post by thanatos1320 on Sept 12, 2011 21:57:03 GMT -5
Name: Holt Matherson Nicknames/alias: Mayor Matherson Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 25
Eye Color: Blue-Green Hair/fur color: Brown Hair Style: Short and dignified (Tends to mess it up when snapped)
Job: Mayor of Matibay City Skills: Vast knowledge of martial arts Weapon of choice: Unarmed, his brain Equipment: Money! Lots and lots of money!
Magic: N/A Natural Abilities: Distance Manipulation, Inhuman Persuasiveness (Able to use muscles to 100% effectiveness an cannot feel pain when snapped), if his emotions run to high he will snap. When snapped he acts only on instinct and loses access to his normal abilites.
Bio: Holt's family never had a lot of money and had a large number of older and younger brothers and sisters, because of this he not only was all ways over looked but almost never got anything that was solely his. He was always made fun of in school for his lack of knowledge of the current fads to his hand-me-down clothes to his rather scrawny looks. In his 6th year of school Holt asked his parents if he could take Martial Arts, they agree as long as he kept his grades high and didn't get in trouble at school. He was able to keep his grades as straight As and as much as he wanted to didn't use his skills to fight off the bullies. It wasn't until his last year of high school that he discovered the first of his talents and that the bullying stopped and the fear began. One of his tormentors since he was small had been picking on Holt after school as usual when Holt, having enough, told him “Leave me alone and get lost!” The boy left Holt alone and wasn't seen again for 2 weeks. He soon discovered he could persuade people to do almost anything as long as it wouldn't directly kill them and they were weak minded enough. It was a month after that incident that the worst happened. As Holt was walking home he saw on the news that during a fight between the super White Fire and a villain a residential area was destroyed. The same area his family lived. Holt was home so fast he didn't even notice the time pass. See the charred and broken bodies of his parents and his younger siblings, even a couple of his older ones, was the last straw for Holt. He didn't remember much of the next few months, but he does remember how it felt to tear that villain, who had escaped, limb from limb with his bear hands. After that he used his powers to gain money, fame, whatever he wanted. He was even made mayor of his home town and rules it with an iron fist.
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