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 Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 5:44 pm
[Name]Thanos Nychta
[Nickname(s)] 'The Immoral Night'
[Age] 18
[Gender] Male
[Species] Bat
[Appearance] The tips of his ears are lined with red, he had a tan pale face, and fangs that stick out over his lower lip, if your every lucky enough to see it, his lower face from the top of his nose down is cover in a dark green and dark blue gas mask that is rarely around his neck. His eyes are a piercing yellow, that thrive his appearance. White fur; plush, lace his shoulders and down to the bottom of his pectoral muscles, from the back the fur barely brush against the bottom of his shoulder blades and cover the top of his wings. His skin is a black, muscular body. He wares a pair of torn black jeans, the are roughed and ruffled at the feet. His feet themselves are bare.
[Personality] Not as interactive as he should be. He is most of a social outcast and most along the lines of coming off cold. Thanos has a warm heart, and may come of as negative but is only trying to think the situation through logically. Protective of friends, or allies depends, Thanos normally doesn't deem friends.
[Bio] Thanos, a warrior of the night, and a rebel all around. He grew up on the street of a forgotten city, that he left all behind in search of something more. He grew up not knowing his parents and then when he finally found out who they were, he was moral disgusted. He didn't care to know anything about them and more than what he found out. He found out that his family went through a series of purges that seem to get rid of anyone who stood in their way of success. Now, it wasn't that they left him to an orphanage. No. They left him to his grandparent while they rained supreme in their county. But then again, Thanos wasn't exactly raised accordingly, his grandparents didn't speak of his parents. He grew up in the shadow of bewilderment, he saw all around him, parent with their child, and he was burying soon by the age of twelve the only parents that he'd ever knew. After the death his was left with everything that his grandparents knew. But his parents had different ideas, they broke in and took what they saw fit was rightfully theirs. And Thanos was kick to the curb, since then, Thanos obtain and research the people who ransacked that destroyed the only home he would every call home besides the streets. Upon his sixteenth birthday, he grew into the knowledge that he knew from the streets and of that of his family. His hate began to foster, and he knew that their fall in power would him by his doing. And when it came down to it, Thanos took down the high officials under his parents order. But then again, he was just getting use to his powers that he was just getting use to, once he actually manifested them, Thanos was unstoppable. He left the town in utter chaos, and pursued on to other thing that he need to manifest. He had wandered the anarchic town for a two years before leaving and start searching for his destiny.
Thanos, upon search from what seemed like haunted tales, and having his constant nightmares every time he closed his eyes about what he'd done over that past couple of years. Thanos, had gone from town to town, in search of something, any thing that could make him whole. He was left empty without a friend in the world. But there was one at one point, he was liar, he could have told him everything, and he wouldn't have been this broken figure that he was now. In his travels, he ended up a sobered bat, he'd learn to be adept at his traits, but rather flying and most times, he'd end up walking, and running at some parts, mainly because it was his most favorable trait, and he could use his power to his advantage more easily this way. His bond with his 'friend' at one point they were inseparable, some called them brothers, and others well, others called them mutants, but they both together would work them over to thinking correctly. However, it was that Black Sunday. When Thanos found his father, later he found out it was his grandfather, laying in a puddle of his own blood. But wait...Didn't his father die from a heart attack? Thats what the autopsy said, but then again, Thanos himself and by himself figure out that they working for the government, and that they'd do anything to raise moral to get just another vote. His 'Parents' would basically stage the murder, as in after they found out that their Parent's, Parent's would come in and mutilate the body. However Thanos watched his father die, twice, once in his sleep and again with the corpse been stabbed three times, at that age, Thanos thought that the man was trying to revitalize his father it brought hope to his heart, but then he saw that blood was beginning to pool. Thanos would phase then knock out the murderous hound. The phrase Thanos would remember for years to come. "The Forgotten Son." He'd tell this to his only friend in the world, and tell him this story. But then, the liar, would tell him that he knew all along, that if he'd have told Thanos about what he knew, he'd have been kill. The Liar never lied to him before, but Thanos couldn't comprehend the fact that he'd never lied to him before, and the fact that he wasn't lying to him now. So when he turned sixteen Thanos concocted a plan to bring down the tyrants of his town. Its started simple, he'd take out one of the body guards and getting as close as possible to his real parents before disappearing again. The second action was to destroy the police station of the town. That was the simple part, but the actions that are so simple are still wary to him. But the three part by far was the hardest, it involved arming his militia with more that just frying pans, he had to face the fact that the government had guns, and he was just a simple teenager, he then regretted blowing up the police station, he should have raided it first, then maybe he'd be better off. Thanos took a week, a week of being called terrorists by his own flesh and blood, for them this must've been what they wanted, more votes. Well it didn't happen, he'd have convinced someone who convinced someone, who did something be to declare anarchy peachy. Just Peachy. But then again it was his goal now wasn't it, and after two years of living in the Slums, his home town, in total chaos, the other governments cut them off from the real world, and supply trucks just stopped coming, after the first week Thanos left. He just left it all behind him. He was missing a part of him. He didn't know what...But he knew it wasn't going to be in the Slums.
(His Journies will be posted at a later time)
[Powers]
Phasing - Thanos disappears momentary in the shadow(Requirement) and reappears.
Wings - Light and hard.
[Equipment] x2 Kriss, Revolver(Six-shooter), Gas Mask.
[Theme]Next Contestant - Nickelback.
[Other] Nothing really to awesome left over, this character isn't tied as of the moment to any other character. However, as a side note, I'll gradually add more detail to this character but not before I post another character.
Gas Mask[Name]Llyr Leifr
[Nickname(s)] Disciple
[Age] 19
[Gender] Male
[Species] Hedgehog
[Appearance] Llyr has a black torso, black rather buff arms, complemented with his normally dirt white gloves. His face is a rather pale pasty white color, the head quils are a mixture of white and black, long and braided, then tied in the back. Llyr dresses normally in a leather sleeveless coat with white plush fluff around the shoulders, under the leather, then around the neck. He wears a rather loose long sleeved, that would hide a cord to a very nasty surprise. His torso itself is a rather built structure, by just looking at his body in general you could tell that his didn't work more than he needed to survive, is arms are striped with scars, barely visible through his red tattoos that covered up his arms, Llyr wears black jeans, normally a pair with torn knees. Across his arm, he wheres a gas mask, a memoir of his wrecked town. He wears combat boots, linked with chains, sturdy, kept well.
[Personality] Llyr's personality is pretty laid back, he doesn't let most thing bother him. He tends to pick up emotions and vibes rather quickly. A side from that, he normally keeps to himself and stay back and out of most conversation and normally confront someone he thinks can probe for information. Llyr has a slick tongue also, and very good poker face.
[Bio] Llyr is from the same city as Thanos, as a matter of fact, they lived basically right across the street from him, they grew up, the only downside was the fact Llyr saw everything that tore Thano's family from apart, and they still stayed friend through the majority of it, right until Thanos found out that Llyr had been keeping the truth from Thanos all this time, and Thanos hated him for, and kept a solid grudge against Llyr since Llyr told him everything once his Grandfather died, they were both 14 at the time, and even though Thanos hated Llyr, he still watched out over him, and the fact that he was only getting more hated as the days became years, and by the time everything was all said and done, and the Government finally fell, and Thanos left the town vacant, and in chaos, Llyr didn't want to survive, he did want to live in a city like that, where you have to keep and eye on an ally and, an eye on his hand to make sure you don't get stabbed in the back. However, a months after Thanos left Llyr left too, only to fine that he'd fallen in love with a machine, he personal motorcycle that he customized completely. With just about every brand of weapon available to him at the time, not mention whatever he could get his hands on, on the road. Llyr like Thanos left his forgotten town, and searched out something a wee bit more, unfortunately where ever he went, Thanos had already been there, and after a year of this, it had to be more than just a consequence. So Llyr would soon end up tracking down, to talk some since into his once good friend and following him every where he went, and he end up only missing him by a few days or at most months. You see unlike Thanos, Llyr was more concerned with a warm bed, and a warm meal, and a place to practice his arts.
[Powers/Arts]
Aside from his tongue and mouth:
An amazing gift of knowledge of mechanics, its what allowed him to build his motorcycle.
Aside from that, he is a adept of close combat.(ie, military, judo, mao ti, etc) He is Adept in using most firearms also, as in most hand guns and rifles(Assault and other forms)
Aside from that, Llyr's speed is above average, not extremly out of the ordinary fast like lightning or anything, but faster that most cars.
[Equipment] Motorcycle, with a bunch of unnoticeable attachments, but you can tell it isn't normal, Gas Mask, Guns, hidden through out himself and the motorcycle. The motorcycle is made to conceal just about everything, like I said in the bio, he knew what he was dong when he made the bike.
[Theme] It's Been A While - Staind
[Other] Nothing really to awesome left over, this character isn't tied as of the moment to any other character. However, as a side note, I'll gradually add more detail to this character but not before I post another character. ((This still applies, as for Thanos, I'm still working on what happened during the years or so that he was moving from place to place, its going to involve working out some kinks, but will be posted up soon))
Gas Mask
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 7:47 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 06, 2009 7:33 pm
[Name]
Lóegaire #0042
[Nickname(s)]
'The Bot'
[Age]
7
[Gender]
Male
[Species]
Cybernetic Hedgehog
[Appearance]  [Personality]
Reaction with the environment:
Lóegaire loves art, he finds art comforting. He finds so much in common with created objects. But he finds himself, admiring nature the most, after the podcast objective is accomplished, or failed whichever ever option happens, he will submerge himself into nature, whether is be in his mind; something he recorded, or actuality, most of the time he can't tell the difference.
Reaction to those around him:
If Lóegaire can, he chooses not to harm anthropomorphic kind. However, if his is in danger, or falls into a situation that needs harm to resolve the objective at hand. He tries to persuade not harm those in his way of his objectives.
[Bio]
Lóegaire was once a had four limbs to himself, however after the being that sends him his podcast, got a hold of him, he stripped him of his sight, his arms, and his once beautiful legs; and replaced them with disgusting silver. Often Lóegaire has nightmares and flashbacks to grafting and amputating of his once beautiful body. He cannot distinguish a voice, or a face in this dark nightmare. But what is certain is that he thinks of himself of as a robot, not part hedgehog, just a robot with an over activate A.I. An advancement given to him by his creator.
Lóegaire has no memories of his past life as a Freedom Fighter, he got capture, and the nightmares...God the nightmares, flashes of a lab, and his once body reoccur to him vividly. He tries to delete this memories at once upon himself coming out sleep mode, or what he deems sleep mode. His knowledge is limited to only what is cast to him by that unknown being, he is often baffled by the oddest things, rain, warm sunlight seeping in the cracks of his metal coffin.
When Lóegaire first awoke, he was came out of a coffin if one could call that cell that, he was stuck in a frozen time, and only awoke when he was needed. In this lab were dozens like him, open cells 0001 - 0042; his. He was what you may call confused, but at the same time he understood what must be done, for a voice in his head explained everything, and how it all others before him had failed, and how it was his turn to succeed.
After a few training exercises, he was deemed effective, and that he would be send a podcast every other day after the previous one was accomplish, or failed.
[Powers]
Because he is a cyborg, he has no particular powers. However he has a distinct immunity of of Electromagnetic Pulses. (EMPs) However, if the charge is large enough, he will be snowblind, every sight function will go a hazy white, but his will still have movement and speech functions, as well as functions such as his weapons and
[Equipment]
Lóegaire precepts objects faster than the human eyes, which has been tested to be 200 frames per seconds, however Lóegaire's artificial eyes have been known to precept over twice that clocked in at 400 frames per second. Sight is by far the greatest power this bot has in his arsenal. His eyes are artificial, that much has been stated, he has various modes that of which he can see, those being infrared, nocturnal vision, magnification vision, and what we as humans call normal. If his normal is "knocked out" his infrared automatically kicks in as a fail safe. However he can switch back and forth between the those various modes.
What can be interpreted from this high frame rate perception is everything is in slow motion to him, he can see the short cuts, and take them accordingly. Uploaded to his hard drive are various from of martial arts, has favorite, or the one he deems as favorite, is Muay Thai.
One his left arm is a stun pulse, this most of the time inaccurate pulse beam is used only at close range, and only to take hostages. This can cycle into a sword, and can deflect physical objects.
The disc on his right hand, has options of maps, GPS, and an overview of objectives, and a personal preferences of options, it is here where he cycles through his different vision modes, sleep mode, etc. etc.
[Theme]
The Noose - A Perfect Circle
[Other]
N/A
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