 Posted: Wed Jul 10, 2013 12:52 am
Rpc Name: Qaar D. Ackerman
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline applied for: Feral
What you know about the bloodline: Nearly Immortal. Can only die if they are left with no heart or no head. Achieve B-Rank of the Permanent Muscle Augmentation to gain extra limbs. Gets a bit slower when you attach people to you. Can only use ranged weapons if they are attached to you.
Rp Sample: Qaar was starving. I mean he was ******** starving! He crawled his way through a dense forest in search of food, but he had no luck until he could suddenly smell a few humans walking around within a mile of where he was. He stood up and enhanced certain muscles in his legs, giving him an extra boost of speed that he then used to charge towards the scent. Qaar kept running through the forest and he came across a group of three humans. Perfect.
Qaar jump towards them and clawed one of their cheeks, opening up a deep wound. The humans were stunned. They had no idea what was going on. Qaar charged up the muscles in his arms and then grabbed of the humans arms then ripped it off. He began to chew on the meat of the arm, but he wasn't satisfied. He need more. He punched the human in the face and then snapped his legs. Qaar turned to see the other two trying to get away. He charged at them and caught them both, picking them up with one hand each. He squeezed them until he felt their rib cages snap. He then tossed them over to their bloody companion.
Qaar was hungry and he really need to eat. He let his muscles go back to their normal state and then he increased the length of his teeth and sharpened them. He ran forward and then grabbed one of the humans by the throat. Qaar lunged his head forward and stabbed his knife-like teeth into the neck of the human, ripping off a huge chunk of his throat. Qaar took a few bite of the neck and then began gorging himself within the human's belly and ate the intestines.
As Qaar was eating, one of the human began crawling away. "NOT SO FAST!!!" Qaar yelled as he gagged and spat up a blob of bile that splashed all over the fleeing human. This was Qaar's Sticky Bile. As it hit the human, it practically tied his whole body down to the ground like an adhesive. Qaar jumped on top of him and made his nails grow a bit and then harden as well as sharpen. Qaar then just began to claw at this human until his body was just mangled meat clinging to some organs and bone. Now that all the humans were dead, Qaar began to eat his fill before continuing his journey of power.________________________________________________________________ RPC Name: Qaar D. Ackerman
Rank: Trainee
Bloodline & Class: Feral / Biochemist
Strings Are Attached - Qaar is capable of summoning medical utility equipment, such as scalpels, sewing needles, syringes, etc. in order to use them in combat, medicinal needs, or his own experiments. These summons are required to have individual customs and must be approved prior to use. However, these summons can be remotely controlled by "strings" of magic energy that are connected to Qaar. He is limited to a range of twenty-five meters for his control. The speed of the controlled items are relative to his own speed at the time.
Talent Weakness: Qaar does not fight with traditional weaponry. Instead, he prefers to use his medical tools. Because of his preferences, he gave up his ability to summon weaponry besides his preferred arsenal.
How did the character get this talent?: Qaat had never been a fighter before becoming a Feral and still has never been properly trained to use traditional weaponry. He instead had taught himself to fight using his medical equipment when he needed to.
Sample: The man lied dying along the side of the road. He and Qaar were supposed to track down a fugitive, but he managed to cause some serious injuries to Qaar's partner. This man lost his left arm from just below the shoulder and his stomach was sliced open, leaving him damn near eviscerated. Qaar got down on his knees and examined the wounds. The stomach had a very deep gash into, but it lucky hadn't gotten through the muscle wall. His organs would be safe if Qaar acted quickly. He didn't have his tools nearby, but that wouldn't stop him. He had ways to get a hold of them easily. He held out his palm and conjured a few medical tools. He now had a clamp and a sewing needle for stitching. Quickly, he began to use his own magic energy to use a fire spell that allowed him to cauterize the amputated arm's wound. As he did this, he remotely controlled the clamp to hold the gash closed while the stitching needle punctured the skin and threaded through, leaving behind a solid, yet ethereal thread (custom in creation) that held the stitching tight. The stitching was over soon and then, ot long after, the cauterization was finished. Qaar had saved this man's life, but he soon would take the life of the one who caused this.________________________________________________________________ Qaar D. Ackerman 
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Full Name: Qaar Damian Ackerman
Nicknames: Qaardiak / Cardiac
Age: Thirty-Six (in looks) / Six hundred, seventy-two (full age)
Birthdate: December Seventeenth
Gender: Male
Nation: Nocturne
Rank: Trainee
Title: Citizen
Bloodline: Feral
Class: Biochemist
Strength: 6
Speed: 5
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Demon/Implant: N/A
Energy Color: Violet
Energy Meter: 525
Element: Fire
Battle Strength: Medical, Close-Combat
Battle Weakness: Weapons Fighting, Elemental Magics
Fights Won: 0
Fights Lost: 0
Talent: N/A
-Completed Quests-
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Weapons: N/A
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Personality: Qaar D. Ackerman is, by technicality, an eccentric. A man with many different personalities all shoved into one being, and each one of those personalities being quirky in different ways. Casually, Qaar seems to examine living things as a hobby. If a pretty girl walked down the road, he'd see her and wonder what it would be like to attached a third arm to her back. He wonder how easy it would be to remove a leg. Qaar also seems to have an uncontrollable twitch. While silently and awkwardly staring at a passerby, his hand will clench and open erratically as he gets excited about his fantasies. He isn't always so seemingly insane, however. Qaar, when doing his job as a doctor or crypt-keeper, he can control his insane habits. He'll act as professional as his urges will allow him to. Those unlucky enough to meet Qaar in a combat scene are usually plagued with nightmares about what he does. Qaar's goal is to mutilate his targets with as many disgusting things as he can think of. Driven by his need to dissect, augment, and flay, he will not leave his victims without them being tortured.
Quote: "Why let a perfectly good corpse go to waste? Why not cut it up and see exactly how they died?"
Height: Five-foot-eleven
Weight: One hundred, seventy-six pounds
Eye Color: Gray
Favorite Band: Rage Against the Machine or Skindred
Theme Song: Symphony of Destruction - Megadeth
Battle Theme: 100 Ways to Hate - Five Finger Death Punch
Favorite Anime: Shingeki no Kyojin (Attack on Titan)
Favorite Color: Purple
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More than six hundred years ago, a well-to-do man of medicine seemed to be going crazy. He and his family lived in a small village in the nation of Kranila. This man, Qaar, had been a very successful healer for years. He was well-loved and had his whole life ahead of him. A madness swept over his mind one night and everything about him changed forever. He would sneak off some nights and then not return for days. When he would return, he would be covered in the blood of many creatures, stinking the stench of a thousand corpses. As the issues began to escalate, rumors began to spread and worries began to arise. One night, Qaar awoke and seemed almost possessed. He rose from his bed and headed to the cellar. His wife followed, concerned for his well-being. Qaar approached a work table in the cellar and his wife placed her hand on his shoulder. He reacted and grabbed her, throwing her onto the table and then beating her over the head with his fist until she was unconscious. He would then go back up into his home and grab his children, one son and one daughter, both just under the age of ten. He drugged them to keep them from waking up. In the morning, a man whom noticed the unlocked cellar doors entered in his curiosity. To his horrors, he discovered Qaar's wife and children dismembered and then sewn back together in a gruesome mess of gore and horror. The terrifying part was that Qaar managed to keep all of them alive.
Qaar had disappeared and had been succumbing to his madness even more every moment. As his mental condition began to grow worse, his physical condition began to become worse. His organs failed, his heartbeat almost froze, and his skin clammed up. If others didn't know better, he'd be mistaken for a zombie. Well, they'd have been close. This whole time, Qaar had been undergoing a transformation. A magic had resurrected him after a heart attack one night when he was alone. He was now a feral, someone brought back from death and allowed to walk alongside the living once more. This man would not be seen for hundreds of years after his disappearance.
Six hundred years later, to our present day, Qaar resurfaces. He has recently been spotted in Nocturne. He had, over the hundreds of years he was unknown, regained as much of his sanity he once had as he could. He was a healer again, but still had some tendencies due to his conditions. He craved the flesh of humans, but he controlled it as much as he could. His urges drove him to tear people apart, but he held them back. He was now a resident of Nocturne and would not kill those whom were also citizens in the nation. He had to figure out a way to survive, but that wasn't the way.
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