Hollowed out soul/demon.
Name: Sin
Age: 20 (guessing that is)
Sexuality: straight.
Relationship: nothing at all.
Ethnicity: AH...... Not a clue.
Do you attend at the DMA: no.
Likes:
+ Good food
+ A good fight
+ Good food
+ cats
+ excellent edibles
Dislikes:
+ Green haired bastards.
+using any part of his soul's strength
Bio (Up to five sentences minimum): He woke up in a farmhouse, basically it being his farthest back memory. The people there told him he had been pulled out of some kind of accident, though they remained fuzzy on the details, a gas pipe explosion took out a place. They gave him some clothes and some equipment that he had on him when they found him. It was all grey, nothing really came to his mind of why or what he was doing there. He wanted to ask them more, but they kicked him out for being strangely too able bodied for being in a explosion.
He looked in side his coat and found a metal tag sewn into the inside of his coat.
S1N 34TER - D0V3.
Not having a idea what it meant, he took the first bit of it and made it a name.
Along with his clothes, he had gotten quite the fancy sword, a large cloudish type blade with a handle that allowed it to extend into a scythe. Snazzy. He made his merry way along until he came into a town, where a criminal was mid process of escaping. Sin knocked that b*****d out. The cops wrapped it up and gave him some cash for his troubles.
He had cash, and food now, so this job was agreeing with him. Bounty hunter. Had a nice ring to him. It went down like this to him really. He didn't know himself right? And food was a necessary right? So Sin decided that he would take up the bounty hunting business around the world, pickin' up food, chicks, and clues along the way.
He accidentally picked up a partner at one point. A drop out from the DWMA. They worked together for a while, droppin' in Kishin left overs for cold hard cash. Though one day she wanted to synchronize with Sin to be a little more effective, sounded like a good idea right? Well, when she tried to do so, she had her soul torn out of her body, and eaten by his. DAMN.
That first little meal ******** up Sin, wondering what the hell happened. It also unlocked a genetic Key in him. His soul was now a angry abysmal pitbull that ate anything that came into contact with it, and it also gave his attacks a bit more punch. IN a freaky netherworld type of way. Black-maroon energies and stuff that made him feel stronger each time his hits made contact on his enemies.
He vowed to never to do any spiritual arts ever again, and buried the girl whose soul he exhumed from existence. He carried along doing what he would, until he met a fancy bounty of 900,000,000,000 on a guy named Hazama. OH SWEET PAYDAY! He thought, until he met the limey b*****d. Taunted him all the way through, acting like he knew him somehow and playing mind games like a freakin' soccer brain surgeon. He was the only one to ever get away.
Sin just kept going on' still without a clue in his mind of who he was, but not feeling really inclined to find out either. He just wanted to get his pay, and next meal, and a piece of that green haired b*****d.
Spells/Powers: (Up to 5 Ex: Fire, Necromancy, etc.)
+ Devouring Wavelength- His souls is sensible with out harm, but any spirtual based attack will be eaten up faster than a bag of chips next to a stoner. No synchin' with em either. Its gotta be a physical or energy based attack to take Sin down. Madness based.
+ Death's reach- Nothing can escape this guy's ability. Can pull himself, or objects, people, etc towards him using a handy ability to turn his hand into a matter devouring attack, taking in anything physical based not larger than a human being without detrimental effect of consuming said whatever. Freaky visual effect.
+ Red wave- A swing of his sword in scythe form with a little power, and a eight meter thick wall of diamond ain't s**t. Lets out a blood red wave that cuts through anything.
+ Blood Edge- His attacks let out a splash of strange organic energy that actually absorb a little of the opponent in strength and give it to Sin.
+ Blood Rush- Crazy loss of control, basic Deus ex Machina action over here, just stay away for a little, and he'll knock out.
+ Vitriolic smash- A red claw over comes his hand, and wherever he hits it a round unit of existence will be taken.
Personality: Carefree, blue sky, green field type of guy, not the type of guy you expect to have a black hole for a soul. Enjoys food a lot and people much less, due to his accidental consumption of his old friend. Still treats em' friendly, though. A rough rider, feelin' the burning sensation of fire from the battlefield gets him good, and doesn't mind getting messy to a certain extent.
Theme:
Made By: -- Domino The Damned --
Name: Sin
Age: 20 (guessing that is)
Sexuality: straight.
Relationship: nothing at all.
Ethnicity: AH...... Not a clue.
Do you attend at the DMA: no.
Likes:
+ Good food
+ A good fight
+ Good food
+ cats
+ excellent edibles
Dislikes:
+ Green haired bastards.
+using any part of his soul's strength
Bio (Up to five sentences minimum): He woke up in a farmhouse, basically it being his farthest back memory. The people there told him he had been pulled out of some kind of accident, though they remained fuzzy on the details, a gas pipe explosion took out a place. They gave him some clothes and some equipment that he had on him when they found him. It was all grey, nothing really came to his mind of why or what he was doing there. He wanted to ask them more, but they kicked him out for being strangely too able bodied for being in a explosion.
He looked in side his coat and found a metal tag sewn into the inside of his coat.
S1N 34TER - D0V3.
Not having a idea what it meant, he took the first bit of it and made it a name.
Along with his clothes, he had gotten quite the fancy sword, a large cloudish type blade with a handle that allowed it to extend into a scythe. Snazzy. He made his merry way along until he came into a town, where a criminal was mid process of escaping. Sin knocked that b*****d out. The cops wrapped it up and gave him some cash for his troubles.
He had cash, and food now, so this job was agreeing with him. Bounty hunter. Had a nice ring to him. It went down like this to him really. He didn't know himself right? And food was a necessary right? So Sin decided that he would take up the bounty hunting business around the world, pickin' up food, chicks, and clues along the way.
He accidentally picked up a partner at one point. A drop out from the DWMA. They worked together for a while, droppin' in Kishin left overs for cold hard cash. Though one day she wanted to synchronize with Sin to be a little more effective, sounded like a good idea right? Well, when she tried to do so, she had her soul torn out of her body, and eaten by his. DAMN.
That first little meal ******** up Sin, wondering what the hell happened. It also unlocked a genetic Key in him. His soul was now a angry abysmal pitbull that ate anything that came into contact with it, and it also gave his attacks a bit more punch. IN a freaky netherworld type of way. Black-maroon energies and stuff that made him feel stronger each time his hits made contact on his enemies.
He vowed to never to do any spiritual arts ever again, and buried the girl whose soul he exhumed from existence. He carried along doing what he would, until he met a fancy bounty of 900,000,000,000 on a guy named Hazama. OH SWEET PAYDAY! He thought, until he met the limey b*****d. Taunted him all the way through, acting like he knew him somehow and playing mind games like a freakin' soccer brain surgeon. He was the only one to ever get away.
Sin just kept going on' still without a clue in his mind of who he was, but not feeling really inclined to find out either. He just wanted to get his pay, and next meal, and a piece of that green haired b*****d.
Spells/Powers: (Up to 5 Ex: Fire, Necromancy, etc.)
+ Devouring Wavelength- His souls is sensible with out harm, but any spirtual based attack will be eaten up faster than a bag of chips next to a stoner. No synchin' with em either. Its gotta be a physical or energy based attack to take Sin down. Madness based.
+ Death's reach- Nothing can escape this guy's ability. Can pull himself, or objects, people, etc towards him using a handy ability to turn his hand into a matter devouring attack, taking in anything physical based not larger than a human being without detrimental effect of consuming said whatever. Freaky visual effect.
+ Red wave- A swing of his sword in scythe form with a little power, and a eight meter thick wall of diamond ain't s**t. Lets out a blood red wave that cuts through anything.
+ Blood Edge- His attacks let out a splash of strange organic energy that actually absorb a little of the opponent in strength and give it to Sin.
+ Blood Rush- Crazy loss of control, basic Deus ex Machina action over here, just stay away for a little, and he'll knock out.
+ Vitriolic smash- A red claw over comes his hand, and wherever he hits it a round unit of existence will be taken.
Personality: Carefree, blue sky, green field type of guy, not the type of guy you expect to have a black hole for a soul. Enjoys food a lot and people much less, due to his accidental consumption of his old friend. Still treats em' friendly, though. A rough rider, feelin' the burning sensation of fire from the battlefield gets him good, and doesn't mind getting messy to a certain extent.
Theme:
Made By: -- Domino The Damned --
Death of life.
