Blood and Glory

Shura · Nov 15, 2014

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General Information

Age: (18 and up)
Gender: (Male/ Female)
D.O.B.: (Date of Birth. RP will start 4021)
Blood Type:
Dominant Hand:
Rank: (Refer to Overview up to rank B)
Kill Count: (10-450 use some sense with this one based on experience.)
Team: (Optional, Plan ahead of time with other players)
Fame: (How famous is your character? Large group of fans, cult following, media darling? Do they play into the media or just ignore it? Keep in mind even low ranked Champions are seen as up and comers and gain a lot of attention as well. Fame is usually based on how much of a show you put on during the hunts, not necessarily numbers. Harder and bigger the take down the more recognition you get for it.
Appearance

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Weight:
Eyes:
Hair Color/Style:
Body Build: (Include any physical mutations)
Skin:
Tattoos/Marks/Scars:

Powers

Primary Power: (Genetic mutations only [refer to first post] Please describe how this power is used by your character)
Limitations (No Nectar): (List 2 - Severely limiting if you have trouble contact me and I will help)
Limitations (With Nectar): (List 2 - These don't have to be as limiting.)
Drawbacks: (List 2 - The negative effects the power has on your body when using Nectar)
Secondary Power: (This is a more passive power meant to assist/ compensate slightly for the primary power. This power can be repeated among players. Include the limits of this ability with in the description)

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: (Have fun but make sure there is some logic to it. Remember everything has a weakness)
Support Tech: (Tech which compliment your powers and assist when fighting)
Weapons: (Have fun but make sure there is some logic to it. Remember everything has a weakness)
Misc. Items: (grenades, stun darts, little gadgets)
Theme Song:
History: (2-3 Paragraphs)

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Age: (18 and up)
Gender: (Male/ Female)
D.O.B.: (Date of Birth. RP will start 4021)
Blood Type:
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Rank: (Refer to Overview up to rank B)
Occupation: (What does your character do for a living?)
Appearance

(Picture)Height:
Weight:
Eyes:
Hair Color/Style:
Body Build: (Include any physical mutations)
Skin:
Tattoos/Marks/Scars:

Powers

Primary Power: (Genetic mutations only [refer to first post] Please describe how this power is used by your character)
Limitations (No Nectar): (List 2 - Severely limiting if you have trouble contact me and I will help)
Limitations (With Nectar): (N/A if your character does not take line. List 2 - These don't have to be as limiting.)
Drawbacks: (N/A if your character does not take line. List 2 - The negative effects the power has on your body when using Nectar)
Secondary Power: (This is a more passive power meant to assist/ compensate slightly for the primary power. This power can be repeated among players. Include the limits of this ability with in the description)

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Attire: (Have fun but make sure there is some logic to it. Remember everything has a weakness)
Inventory: (Equipment to help them in their occupation/ hobby)
Weapons: (Have fun but make sure there is some logic to it. Remember everything has a weakness)
Theme Song:
History: (2-3 Paragraphs)

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Champion Roster

Player

Name

Power

Age

Rank

Experience

Shura

Iris

Feline Physiology

20

C

2 Years

Tree

Roy

Aura Manipulation

20

C

2 Years

Damaged Glasses

Jekyll

Rubber Mimicry

26

C

8 years

Der Kojote

Connor

Super Strength

20

D

2 Years

Honey Bear Cat

Katherine

Intangibility

18

D

1 Year

las0r0o7

Ashatera

Dragon Physiology

36

C

5 Years

Mad Prince of Sanity

Heinrich

Wound/Pain Transference

19

C

1 Year

Morridan

Redd

Blood-Stream Manipulation

33

D

New

PhantomKing

Xerxes

Radiation Manipulation

27

B

9 Years

The Kaosophile

Boris

Shapeshifting

34

B

16 Years

Darksoul90

Charles

Fire Manipulation

45

C

7 Years

Rifleman

Kyle

Potential Energy Manipulation

20

C

3 Years

King of Imagination

Micah

Enhanced Vision

21

C

1 Years

Rifleman

Sabrina

Hyper Siphusion

20

D

2 Years

Goddess

Cecil

Poison Generatoin

20

C

2 Years

Helixcube

James

Wolf Physiology

22

C

3 Years

Fujiwara Tadayoshi

Alistair

Aerokinesis

20

D

2 Year

Absurdisan

Nadia

Invisibility

26

D

8 Year

AlexNos

Finn

Kinetic Energy Manipulation

19

D

1 Year

Civilian Personnel

Player

Name

Power

Age

Role

Kagura

Dr. Lucille

Luminescence

24

Scientist

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Brax · Nov 15, 2014

Royce Medellin

"Roy"

Date of Birth: 11/21/4001

Gender: Male

Blood Type: AB-

Height: 5'9"

Weight: 150 lbs

Eyes: Blue

Hair Color/Style: Brown, Longer, messy

Body Build: Ectomorph (Light Build)

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Two slashes from the claws of a bear, diagonal. One runs from the left collarbone down to the right rib-cage, and the other runs from the lower-left rib-cage to under the abdomen. There are also three scars on his face; one on each cheek, and one across his nose. He wears three bandages at all times to hide the scars on his face, because he considers them to be gross imperfections that make him hideous.
Record

Rank: C (Kills: 100)

Kill Count: 112

Primary Power: Aura manipulation

There are seven different auras, each with their own unique attributes and colors.

Red:

Enhanced condition. Speed and strength at max efficiency achieved to the maximum point in which the body would allow it.

Orange:

Surfaces during moments of extreme emotion. It is a personal affliction more than anything else.

Yellow:

Aura generation (constructs), weapon infusion.

Green:

Healing. The bigger the problem, the longer it takes to heal. Massive trauma can result in the user going into a coma for an undetermined amount of time.

Blue:

Combat perception, enhanced intelligence.

Indigo:

Mental communication through touch.

Violet:

Aura reading, illusion awareness.

Kundalini:

the trump card. All of the auras could be used at once, for an extremely limited amount of time (let's say, one post). It's triggered under moments of extreme trauma. Leaves the character in a coma, for two posts worth of time. Each time Kundalini is accessed, it causes extreme trauma to the body and significantly shortens the overall length of life. This would obviously only be used if escape seems impossible.

Limitations (W/O Nectar):

The cool down period between aura switching is two posts (Ten minutes). The time limit to use any aura is reduced to one post (Three minutes).

Limitations (W/ Nectar):

Cool down period between aura switching is one post (Three minutes). The time limit to use any aura is lengthened to two posts (Ten minutes).

Drawbacks:

Use of the line causes two things to happen to Royce’s body. The more he uses the line, the more it physically strains him during combat. In addition to this, usage of the line causes Royce to become physically sick immediately after use. Due to the fact that he generally avoids using the line, his body overreacts to its effects for up to a day after use.

Secondary Power: Hyper Durability

Overall, Royce takes a reduced amount of damage from normal actions which would usually hurt a person. He could still feel all the pain inflicted onto his body. When using the line, monsters actually hurt themselves when striking Royce with blunt force due to the increased density of his bones.

Armor/Suit:

Royce uses an exoskeleton which is powered by a system of hydraulics, which primarily deliver energy to each one of his limbs. The use of the exoskeleton allows a significant boost in both strength and speed. The exoskeleton starts from a small piece of technology that appears to be a small backpack. Out of that, the technology molds to the frame of the human body, from the head to the feet. It is not a suit in the traditional sense; it does not cover the entirety of Royce’s body. Just the outer-part of his limbs. The whole front part of his body is untouched. When Royce puts on his headphones, it effectively blocks out all sound; allowing him to focus more on his powers and manifest them with more ease. This is more common practice by muscle memory rather than done for useful means. The headset also works as a way to communicate with his teammate(s).

Weapons:

A sniper rifle and a sword. The sniper is holstered on his back, while his sword is sheathed by his left leg.

Fame:

Roy completely dejects the limelight. His fans consist of 'hardcore' heads; people who have watched the hunts their whole life and enjoy it down to its technical aspects. Roy is a promising up-and-comer, much like his teammate Iris is. Regardless of their stance, Roy's existence cannot be denied by heavy fans. Casual fans are expected to pass by the knowledge of him all together... He's not the highest-ranked champion... Yet.

Team:

Leader of Stealth Strike
Psychological Profile

Personality Strengths:

Roy is intelligent. He tends to avoid getting sick due to the fact that he is extremely cleanly and OCD-like tendencies make him a pretty predictable person. Generally speaking, Roy's sense of humor is not the best - though his serious tone makes him easy to speak to. Honesty is his best policy. He is going to tell it as he sees it. Naturally, Roy is reluctant to accept other people into his lives because of his distrust of people, which is a personal security measure to keep extraneous emotional pain out. Roy seems nice on the surface, but his behavior truly depends on the substance he is on.

Personality Weakness:

Despite the fact that there are a few benefits to being paranoid, the fact of the matter is that the particular property plagues him at all times. This is equivalent to post traumatic stress disorder. He is disturbed to the point where he normally allows little to no outsiders into his inner-circle. Even if he did, there is a process of acceptance which the man has to experience. He has severe trust issues, causing him to be nonexistent to people he does not know. The young man undergoes horrific mood swings when he is recovering from nectar use - or use of any type of drug. Bi-polar behavior is applicable from time to time.

Tactics:

Attitude:
1. Brave
2. Responsible
3. Fearless
4. Calculated
5. Paranoid
Attributes:
1. Dynamic
2. Driven by emotion
3. Focused
4. Motivated
5. Risk-Taker
Social Traits:

Royce's family was of low social standing throughout his life; his parents offered him no direction while growing up, due to their own distractions.

Skills:
- Great verbal skills
- Teamwork skills
- Listening skills
- Problem-solving skills.
Mental Stability

Insanity Level

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Usage of Nectar:

Prefers not to use Nectar unless absolutely necessary. Even then he only uses a minimal dose due to how sensitive his body is to the drug.

Nectar Side Effects:

No matter what Royce does, his body remains rather thin. He cannot eat to bulk up, or exercise to bulk up. Usage of the line has cursed him with a metabolism which will eventually eat him alive if he does not consume a certain amount of calories throughout any given day. Usage of the line also makes it extremely difficult for him to sleep, along with an increasing sense of permanent paranoia. Royce is aware of the severity of the impact in which using the line is causing him. Not only is over-usage of his power shortening his life slowly, but as the use of the drug continues, his personality grows colder.

Current Symptoms:

Rocye's hair turns white during use. Physical strain on the body to the point that he is physically sick, every time. Under the influence of the line, Royce also becomes irrationally angry within the instant of ingestion.

Severity:

Mild
History

Royce was born to two parents, who were completely and utterly in love. Not married at the time, the two raised him out of wedlock for a number of years before obtaining enough money to tie the knot. Royce’s father was an inventor and his mother was disabled. She was paralyzed from the waist down as a result of a car accident, when Royce was only an infant. His mother was not able to work, so the family remained poor for quite some time.

At birth, Royce was not expected to live past infancy due to a genetic disease. When he reached five years old, his parents were told he would not live past ten due to his weak stature. At fifteen, he was a smaller stature than most his age; something that rang true his whole life. He had overcome multiple diagnostic tests spelling death, though his unfortunate ordeal with doctors left an emotional strain on his psyche. In the middle of his teenage years, Royce’s father gifted him an exoskeleton as well a sword that his belated-grandfather had used to slay monsters when he was a champion. Even though Royce was told that he would be weak all of his life, did not mean that he had to live his life in such a way. Especially if he had a say in it.

The teen immediately began training with the suit. After prematurely engaging a monster with his technology, anxiety and fear of death had driven Royce to survive. Ironically enough, Royce always knew that he was durable... However, when his power of aura manipulation manifested, he easily dealt with his first enemy. Unfortunately, despite his victory, the stupidity of his untrained self resulted in scars on Royce’s torso as well as his face. The scarring was often made fun of by kids around the ghetto, so Royce became extremely sensitive and self-conscious about them. Though, such terminology might be an understatement when it comes to how Royce feels about his true face. The teasing about his scarring replaced the teasing of his small size, which Royce initially hoped would stop when he caught up in stature with the rest of his class.

Royce met Iris during his first hunt. Her bubbly nature naturally attracted the then self-loathing Royce, who was thankful for her existence after she helped him deal with a monster that happened to be quite a bit more than he could chew. After that, she became the only champion that Royce openly spoke to, and was happy to do so. For a while, their relationship stood quite casual, until the fourth hunt. Royce was able to pay Iris back when she found herself in a similar situation that he had previously found himself in. After that hunt, the two became virtually inseparable.

Iris is responsible in a lot of change in Royce's life. At first, he was practically mute; he let his previous life torment him to the point that he hated to be out in public at all. Royce did not grow up with friends, rather, acquaintances whom he viewed as enemies. He was constantly teased and tormented, whether it be for his smaller size at younger ages or the scarring on his face. Royce dropped out of school because of other children. His mother needed constant help, and his father worked a slave job which didn't pay, to the point where he would get home at strange hours in the middle of the night only to sleep for three hours and go back to work. From the time that Iris met Royce as a truly broken individual, he has begun to heal; he no longer has a fear of the public, despite his cold nature.

A year ago ( a year before the start of the RP), Royce's mother lost her battle with cancer - something he had no idea she had been diagnosed with. Since her passing, Royce's father turned to drugs to cope; his whereabouts are currently unknown, but Royce believes that if he is not dead, then he is still in the slums.

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DamagedGlasses · Nov 16, 2014

Gummi

Jekyll Wilson

General Information

Age: 26

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: April 19, 3995

Blood Type: O+

Dominant Hand: Right Hand

Rank: B

Kill Count: 349

Team: Team Flexi (Has many off and on members)

Fame: Jekyll is moderately popular to due to his looks and is well known for his cool head ont he battlefield that is rarely broken. Confidence charming the masses, Jekyll has many fans who want to worship him, all the while chewing his own brand of chewgum "Gummi Gum". While he does not particularly depend on his fans or go out of his way to impress them, as most of his kills are for his own satisfaction and enjoyment, Jekyll does enjoy their presence due to the amount of stuff he can get from their pockets when they come up to hug him before and after a Hunt. Jekyll has even admitted to enjoying his own brand of cereal "Gummi-O's", on camera of course, as well as many of his most diehard fans.
Appearance

Height: 6'9"

Weight: 210 pounds

Eyes: Slate Grey color

Hair Color/Style: His hair is a very dark sandy blonde, that almost looks brown, unless in direct sunlight. His hair is not spiky naturally, and requires Jekyl to gel it up each morning to keep up the hairstyle he thinks "defines" his current life. He also likes the way it looks., His hair is not spiky naturally, and requires Jekyl to gel it up each morning to keep up the hairstyle he thinks "defines" his current life.

Body Build: Ectomorph (Light Build), Elastic

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: No Tattoos, No Marks, however, he does have a multitude of scars on his chest and back from where he was cut, his ability not having an immunity to sharp weapons.

Powers

Primary Power: Due to Jekyll's power, his body is permanently made up a substance scientists are only able to identify as Rubber. With this Rubber Physiology, Jekyll seems to rely on gaining momentum and velocity through grappling onto things around him, before using the momentum to deliver crushing blows to his offenders, a method with intensified success when coupled with his secondary power.

Limitations (No Nectar): Any drops in temperature can momentarily leave Jekyll completely defenseless, his entire body frozen as his malleable body tries to move the chilled appendages. This gives people with ice focused powers or temperature focused powers and advantage over him. He also has a severe disability in cold climates, and is useless in them. 2) Without the use of line, Jekyll's body cannot stretch for long distances without pain, the farthest being around 3 feet for any one of his appendages. Assigned Scientists have theorized that forceful stretching of Jekyll without the presence of Nectar in his system would most likely tear off his limbs, the molecular bonds existing between the rubber particles not strong enough to support such extreme stimuli.

Limitations (With Nectar): Drops in temperature, instead of completely disabling Jekyll, merely make him slower than usual, but still severely limit his ability to stretch safely. He is still quite useless in cold climates and environments and is advised to not send him out when blizzards are present. 2) While his stretching ability has a significant increase in capable distance, Jekyll's body still has limits that have yet to be found, but are currently being looked for under his own request (demand). At the moment, under very rigorous personal testing, we have come to the shaky conclusion that his limit is around Two Miles. This is still under watch, and will be reviewed once new information comes to fruition.

Drawbacks: 1) We have learned that Jekyll's body does get relapses from long stretches, the leftover kinetic energy gained from the distance redirecting into his inner body, sometimes damaging important organs and bursting capillaries, prompting multiple warnings on going to too far with his ability. 2) Due to the rather unorthodox material of his skin, and the rate at which he moves under the influence of Nectar, Jekyll has a tendency to come out of fights with self-inflicted friction marks from where his rubber skin has rubbed together and created too much friction. His body also has a tendency to need more food after using Nectar due to the significant increase of his Metabolism.

Secondary Power: At first subtle, and unknown, even to Jekyll, it was eventually discovered that Jekyll possessed a secondary power that had been amping up the impact of his attacks. Apparently, Jekyll is able to condense the portions of the rubber making up his body into something similar to the texture of a default human body, however these condensed portions are harder than steel and significantly increase the damage taken by the target.

Limitations: (No line): 1)Without the presence of Nectar, we have observed that it takes up to 5 minutes of preparation for Jekyll to get his rubber to condense into the desired finished product. This severely dampens the efficiency of such an ability. 2)During one of our tests, one of the more physical variety, we found that Jekyll's condensed rubber does not possess the same impenetrable properties that it does when boosted by the effects of Nectar. Through the test we were able to gather that a well sharpened knife could penetrate the condensed rubber if applied with enough force and precision.

Limitations: (With Line): 1)Even with the presence of Nectar, we have found that it still takes up to a minute for Jekyll to completely condense the selected portion of rubber, giving Jekyll a reliance on foresight on what he will need with a fight. 2)While its properties are much more durable with Nectar, there is a new problem of the effects of keeping the separate rubber particles, bound together so strongly. The advanced process takes a lot of energy, and has side effects on Jekyll such as increased food consumption, and bouts of fatigue.

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: Jekyll is fitted with smooth skin tight suit that is made of a special material similar to Kevlar that decreases the amount of damage Jekyll takes from sharp objects. It is also specifically designed to not inhibit the movement speed or amount of flexibility Jekyll possesses naturally. Suit also has natural receptors in it that help redirect certain elements that Jekyll is not immune to, like fire, cold, and electricity.

Support Tech: While we have suggested it strongly, Jekyll does not particularly use technology, however, we have gotten him rather hooked on using two specific types of grenades.

Weapons: The two variations of Grenades used by Jekyll. The first one was, at first, a prototype we had made for another Champion, but was given to Jekyll as a trial after the Champion it was made for became F level. Looking like a perfect small purple ball, no imperfections except the tiny pin on the top of it that you pull, the grenade, after being pulled, will detonate on impact with a sufficient source of force. After detonation, the grenade explodes and should release a small amount amount of a white soapy looking foam, that, while looking harmless, will quickly solidify into a very hard material that has the potential to incapacitate most small prey or slow them down. The second one was a more standard issue grenade, its type had the capability to cause a short electronic burst, that, while not causing enough to damage to be fatal, does cause problems with electronic devices, and has a tendency to slow down organisms affected by it. However, if someone is hit by multiple bursts of the energy, by way of multiple grenades, the resulting electricity can be enough to affect the organism in a more fatal manner, depending on the amount used, and what it is used on.

Misc. Items: Anything he can get his hands on and he can fit in his pocket.

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History:

Born to a Middle Class family in a rural area, Jekyll grew up with very caring parents, up until he hit the age of 5. Use to the life of an only child, enjoying the amount of privilege that with the solo job of being the son of two parents who loved him dearly, Jekyll was quite thrown when he was suddenly the Big Brother of a little girl named Hyden, pronounced “Hayden” his mother would always say, but Jekyll didn't care. Hyden was a constant remembrance that his parents, whom he had gave his love to for his entire life, had betrayed him and split the love he had originally possessed, giving one portion of it to Hyden.

Even as he grew up, reaching ages of 6 and 7, Jekyll was never able to love the snot nosed little brat that would constantly call him “Jey-Jey” because she couldn't fully say his name. His parents found it cute, but Jekyll found it annoying, extremely so. As he got angrier and angrier at his parents, Jekyll began to push them away, leaving them no easy choice other than to just slowly forget about him. Jekyll spent many nights regretting what he had done, looking at what his ill mannered approach to the subject had caused. For a short time, he tried to be better, tried to be a good boy, however these attempts were in vain, as his parents were no too deeply invested in the life and “cuteness”.

Giving up the act, Jekyll resorted to hide in the shadow of his sister's greatness, concealing his good grades and other achievements under the mattress of his bed. Yet, in this shadow, jealousy grew deep within Jekyll as he observed the way his parents gifted Hyden with the same stuff he had been gifted with at her age. In envious rage, one night Jekyll went downstairs and stole one of Hyden's toys, hiding under all of his in the chest of his closet. Resisting the urge to wilt under interrogation from his parents, Jekyll had been surprised at how good he felt when he had successfully stolen her toy.

Over the years, he continued to steal her toys, developing a habit of doing even without noticing. When he hit the age of 10, Hyden being 5, he had had enough of his parent's devotion when it came to his little sister. Getting sick and tired of the favoritism and neglect, Jekyll packed his bags, bringing warm clothes, and headed off into the streets, unknowing of how his parents took notice of his absence. At first, Jekyll had found himself quite at a disadvantage in the streets, but he made up with this lack of experience in social ability. Able to endear himself to others easily, Jekyll was filled with a constant envy towards the possessions of those above him, sometimes only in monetary value, others in a more literal manner.

Taking to thievery, Jekyll stole many small things in his time on the street, including small gadgets, money, and even food from some of the rare open air market stalls that littered the downtown during festivals and early mornings. Over time, a group of street urchins gathered around Jekyll's prosperity and silver tongue, becoming a band that slowly grew in power, until Jekyll realized there was no one to rival on his small part of the town.

Feeling confident, Jekyll began planning something different then what his usual plans were. Instead of a small misdemeanor or crime, Jekyll , along with his crew, attempted to rob a store with guns they had gathered over the years. However, even with his careful planning, Jekyll did not succeed and was arrested by the cops. Luckily, since he was only twelve by that point, Jekyll was placed in a correctional facility, where they posted a plethora of propaganda of how becoming a Champion was the best way to serve Arcadia. Emboldened by the Brainwash-like way the Facility planted the propaganda, Jekyll made it his dream to become one of the best Champions out there. Working hard for the next year, Jekyll ran into a problem when he came in as the second runner up for the top spot in the small academical system the Correctional Facility was running.

Only the top student would be allowed the chance to go and sign up for the Champion Academy, and there was only one test left in the year. Filled with desperation, and feeling that his rightful privilege was once again going to be taken away, Jekyll sneaked into the Wardens Office in the middle of the night and stole the answers to the test. Instead of reading it himself, Jekyll stuck it into the top student's room in a very obvious spot, before returning to his own room. Jekyll was a shoo in for the spot after the answers were found, incriminating the Top Student and giving him an automatic 0%. Successfully getting into the Champion Academy, Jekyll quickly rose through the social and official ranks of his age group.

Over the years in the Academy, Jekyll's jealousy had declined a bit, his mind at peace with the knowledge of just being a Champion one day. However, this peace wore off the day Jekyll was introduced to the enhancing aspects of Nectar. From the start, the drug had made his mind have a feeling of acuteness and paranoia, increasing the amount of time in which how would look at people. With this observation, Jekyll began to see how the people around him had such great objects that didn't belong to him, like jewelry, and games, and books. He began to want them all merely for the fact that he didn't have them. So, for the rest of his time at the Champion Academy, he began stealing things, small at first and rather rare, but as his comfort grew, so did the time between each thievery decrease. He had become the epitome of kleptomaniac without even noticing.

Shura · Nov 16, 2014

Scarlet

Iris Leornes

General Information

Age:

20

Gender:

Female

D.O.B.:

2/17/4001

Blood Type:

B+

Dominant Hand:

Ambidextrous

Rank:

C

Kill Count:

134

Team:

Stealth Strike

Fame:

Over the two years she has been a champion Iris alongside her partner Roy have developed a sizable cult following. They are not the most popular of Champions partly because of Roys preference to remain out of the limelight. Iris on the other hand is the more sociable of the two and will go on interview and to events. She appreciates her fans and doesn't mind the attention when out in public.
Appearance

Height:

5'6"

Weight:

120lbs

Eyes:

Emerald green with gold flecks around the Iris

Hair Color/Style:

Crimson hair cut short around her neck in layers.

Body Build:

Ectomorph, long slender well tones body Crimson cat ears, slender tail, claws on her hands and feet, teeth are sharper

Skin:

Slightly tanned skin

Tattoos/Marks/Scars:

Dark tiger striping along most of her body.

Powers

Primary Power:

Feline Physiology - Overall her strength, balance and flexibility are enhanced, her hearing is more sensitive and she can see in dim lighting perfectly fine. She has sharp tough claws on her hands and feet, all of her teeth are sharpened. Her flexibility can reach near contortionist levels with out causing any stress or strain to her body, this allows her to take a bit more punishment and survive hits that would incapacitate others. Due to her tail she has perfect balance on nearly any kind of surface.

Naturally her mutation is not limited to her body but also her mental state as she tends to have a more instinctual manner of fighting and can be a bit feral especially when angered. Iris has a sixth sense of sorts to sense the presence of others and danger.

Limitations (No Nectar):

Without Nectar Iris's enhancements are very slight. Her strength only slightly improved upon but the most she could do is crack a 2ft thick wall of concrete. Her hearing is heightened as is her vision sharper.

Limitations (With Nectar):

Sense are drastically increased and her instincts tend to take over. Very easily distracted by movement, grabbing her tail will cause a severe loss of balance, metabolism burns much quicker in this form metabolizing the dug much faster.

Drawbacks:

Once Nectar wears off she down sizes back to her normal size starved of nutrients and dehydrated. Mentally she will be in more of feral state until the full cool down period has worn off. Will need to detox once effects have worn off or she will suffer severe side effects.

Secondary Power:

Enhanced Speed: Physical speed and reaction time is increased. She runs faster when on all fours. She can only reach up to a top speed of 75 miles/ hour. She can only run at her top speed in short bursts before she is exhausted.

Tech and Equipment

Armor/Suit:

A black skin tight suit which expands for when she is in her alternate form. The suit protects again blunt trauma and slicing damage if it is just a glance however will not protect fully from a deep cut or piercing attack. The suit can be programmed with one of 5 presets to blend in with the environment (Forest, snow, rocky, dessert, dark/night). Shock Absorbent boots: Absorb and protect against blunt impact. The bottom of the boots have some spikes which allow for better traction when running

Support Tech:

Nectar port - a small implant withing her right fore arm which allows for the injection of Nectar into her system over a period of time. Can also be used for a emergency boost. Protected by a thick armored bracer.

Weapons:

Shock Claws: Slightly armored gloves which absorbs kinetic energy to convert and store it as electricity to then be discharged at will. Interlocking blades lay over the fingers reaching out past the tip to form 4 inch daggers. The blades are extremely sharp. Back up weapons include several daggers,

Misc. Items:

Flash bang, stung grenades, explosive grenades, tracking collar,

Theme Song:

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History:

Iris came from a very affectionate medium class family who did well for them selves. Her father was part of the police force and her mother a teacher. While growing up she was always a bundle of energy and had trouble concentrating. School bored here and she wasn't much of a fan with reading. She excelled in athletics so she was signed up for various after school sports; doing best in track and field. She looked up to her father very much and admired him for his strength, focus and heroism he showed while at work. When ever she got a chance would plead to go to work with him, which more often than not resulted in a no. Despite the lack of discipline she did put her all into trying to become just like her father. Unfortunately her lack of an attention span and inability to sit still proved to be too much of a challenge for work where patients and forethought were key.

Around the age of ten is when Iris realized there was something else she could do that was almost like her father only didn't requite quite as much tact and patience. Champion hunts had never been a popular thing to watch in her house. Her parents appreciated the safety the Champions brought but not so much the manner in which it was done and the use of Nectar was never something that sat well with her father. This was because he had to deal with the dealers who obtained the drug and tried to sell it on the street. Iris saw her first hunt at a friends house and became excited at the idea of being able to hunt monsters and be famous for it.

Iris trained as hard as she could to make sure she passed the entrance exams for the academy. She passed the physical and mental portion of the exam but struggled on the academical portion. She studied day and night for weeks to make sure she was ready. When the day of the exam came she was nearly a nervous wreck. She took the test but left feeling defeated after struggling through the exam. Iris stayed in her depressive slump until her results arrived. To her surprise she passed all three parts of the exam, the academics just barely but it was still a pass.

Iris spent the next five years living her dream, training and studying to become a full fledged Champion. When she was introduced to Nectar she was hesitant at first with how her father had spoke about it. She met Royce Medellin who also didn't want to use Nectar and they became odd but fast friends. She trained and tried to fight with out the use of it. She managed two years before feeling her self starting to be left behind by everyone else. It wasn't until she was severely injuries while fighting against a monster that she caved and started using Nectar.

The rush of power and euphoria was immediately addicting for the girl and she started to excel in her training once more. The only issue was the fact that her body metabolized the Nectar quickly leading her to take more than the normal dose. She would have easily fallen into addiction if not for the support and example provided by Roy. Iris finally graduated from the academy, a little worse for her mental state but balanced out by her friend and new team mate Roy. The two helped and covered each other during hunts.

Gobbo · Nov 16, 2014

The Ogre

Jason McManus

General Information

Age: 28

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 8/12/3993

Blood Type: A+

Dominant Hand: Right

Rank: C

Kill Count: 367

Team: None

Fame: Jason is extremely famous, and revels in it. Clothing lines, action figures, even a starring movie role and upcoming video game is in the works. He loves taking interviews, signing autographs, and is surprisingly down to earth with his fans. He's always willing to take time out of his day to meet with the fans, and is one of the most popular Champions to emerge in recent years.
Appearance

Height: 6' 5"

Weight: 187

Eyes: blue

Hair Color/Style: Red, cut short and usually messy.

Body Build: Mesomorph, his skin littered with scars that he shows off with pride.

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Jason has scars all over his body, and a tattoo of a gryphon on his right shoulder.

Powers

Primary Power: Jason can harness and channel electricity. His power is only usable through touch, he normally uses this power to add more damage to his sword.

Limitations (No Nectar): Without Nectar, Jason can only generate electricity if there are power sources nearby, while causing severe stress to his body. He can only create short bursts of power, wearing himself out quickly in the process.

Limitations (With Nectar): Jason can create massive amounts of electricity when using Nectar, without a power source nearby. He feels every shock that he puts out, and can induce a heart attack if he pushes himself too far.

Drawbacks: Jason has a mild allergy to Nectar, enough to cause him to have trouble breathing while he's using it. He also gets horrible bouts of nausea during and after the dosage.

Secondary Power: Heightened reflexes and speed. Jason can react to and avoid attacks fairly easily, though only having one biological eye tends to mess with his depth perception if he isn't concentrating or his eye patch is on.

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: Jason wears a set of light, composite armor when hunting, strong enough to deflect most attacks but light enough to not slow him down. He only has plating on important spots, leaving a good portion of his body unprotected.

Support Tech: After losing his eye to one of his early hunts, Jason has been given a cybernetic eye that helps him hunt. Night vision, thermal vision, rangefinding and threat assessment are but some of the features of his false eye. Due to it's sensitivity he keeps it covered by a patch when not in use.

Weapons:

"Guthook", a massive sword, is his primary weapon. He rarely goes anywhere without it, despite its size and weight he can wield it with amazing speed and precision.

He also uses a wire system to help transfer his electric attacks to his targets, almost like minature harpoons on steel cables.

Misc. Items: Grenades of various types, laser sharpener for his sword, backup harpoons and cables.

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History: Jason was raised by an uncaring family, and was forced to look out for himself from a very young age. His father was never home, and his mother was too busy getting drugged up and drunk to care much about him or his two sisters. Having to take care of the house and watch over his sisters matured him and the two girls quickly, to the point where they didn't even seem to care if their mother was home or not. By the time they were old enough, the three of them left home to join up with the Academy, leaving behind their home for good.

Both Jason and his sisters aced the entrance exams, and quickly rose to infamy in the school as the 'Winds of Destruction'. The three of them were inseparable, and worked in perfect unison during training and their hunts. The five years at the Academy thrust the three of them into their first taste of the public spotlight, heralding them as 'the best up-and-coming team' the Academy had ever seen. By the time they graduated and became Champions, every news outlet had their eyes set on these new superstars.

The first two years of hunting went more smoothly than Jason or his sisters could imagine. They were taking down hordes of monsters, and generating a quickly-growing fanbase. It wasn't until one fateful hunt did Jason truly understand the kind of trouble his ego would get him in. Things had been going just as normal as any other hunt, but when the trio found the nest they were looking for, they were shocked to see it empty. They lowered their guard at the wrong moment, and Jason had to watch as his two sisters were brutally torn apart, his eye being taken during the sudden attack. In his rage he eradicated the nest, and though he returned to fanfare and praise from the press, he didn't feel triumphant. He nearly gave up his career as a Champion right then and there, if it weren't for the hatred that festered in his heart.

Six years later, and Jason has once again captivated his fans with his relentless fighting and flashy fighting styles. Pushing through his sorrow and anger he managed to rack up a massive kill count in a very short amount of time, elevating his celebrity status sky-high. He revels in it, basks in it, letting the crowd's adoration of him fuel his steady climb upward, all while still holding onto a little sliver of that anger and hatred that helped him through each battle so far.

PixelScoreMC · Nov 16, 2014

Champion Profile

Sunolph McFarrson

"Sun"

General Information

Date of Birth: 9/12/4001

Gender: Male

Blood Type: AB-

Appearance:

Height: 5'9

Weight: 142

Eyes: Yellow

Hair Color/Style: Red/Brown, Wild, Not straight.

Body Build: Mesomorph (Medium Build)

Skin: light, tanned skin.

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: He has no Scars or Tattoos because he can just remove them (since he's made of light), however he has a birthmark that looks like a star on his right thigh.

Champion Record

Rank: C (Kills: 100)

Kill Count: 107

Primary Power: He's a man made of light, which makes him EXTREMELY powerful. However, since he can move at the speed of light, he only needs to use his powers for just moments to kill something.

Limitations (W/O Nectar): 1) Sunolph can produce light to light up an area. 2) can create a beam of light capable of causing 2nd degree burns. This mean he can slowly burn through things like wood or plastic but things like metal.

Limitations (W/ Nectar): 1) Can only move at she speed of light in one direction. He would have to stop in order to switch directions. 2) Can create a beam of light capable of burning through soft tissue and melting metal.

Drawbacks: 1) Extreme dizziness 2) Hallucinations 3) Nausea.

Armor/Suit: He has a special outfit that he wears when fighting because if he didn't wear it, he'd burn his clothes and become naked, and damage any nearby things with his light. The outfit won't burn when he turns into light, so he wears it basically everywhere. In addition, he has very lightweight armor underneath the outfit that protects him from most attacks.

Support Tech: None

Weapons: Has a gun that can shoot solidified light that only he can make. He will spend spare time making light bullets and loading them into clips for future encounters. The gun shoots the bullets at around a speed of 3000 MPH. (that's 1.5 times faster than a normal bullet in real life.) The gun also has a specially made suppressor so the gun makes no noise.

Misc. Items: When in battle, he has flash grenades that dispense into his hood pocket when he clicks a button inside the pocket. This is in case he is in a dangerous situation, and needs to get away but hasn't had line.

Team: @HoneyBear-Kat

Psychological Profile

Attitude: 1) Caring 2) Courageous 3) Friendly 4) Sometimes Immature 5) Can be Sincere

Attributes: 1) Seeks improvement 2) Observant 3) Lucky 4) Dirty (sometimes) 5) Adventurous

Social Traits: 1) Affectionate family upbringing 2) Parents have low social status 3) Poverty in family upbringing

Skills: public speaking skills, teamwork skills, leadership skills, planning skills.

Personality

Thinking

Reasoning		Feeling
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Forethought
Reaction		Reflection
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Independent
Grouping		Collaborative
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Concrete

Thinking		Abstract
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Optimism
Judgement		Skepticism
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Leader
Leadership		Follower
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Combat Persona

Covert

Tactic		Overt
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Melee
Range		Distance
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Blood-lust

Enthusiasm		Calm
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Precision
Accuracy		Spray & Pray
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Mental Stability

Sane

Sanity Level		Insane
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None
Usage of Nectar		Overdose
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Nectar Side Effects: Vision becomes blurred. He moves so fast everything seems slow and has a blur to it.

Current Symptoms: Sometimes has energy bursts, and you will sometimes find him randomly trying to eat things. Also, he will have occasional hallucinations.

Severity: Mild

History
Sunolph was raised in a poor home, barely able to eat a real dinner, he had always wished he could live a better life. After living 12 years of his life poorly, he met a surveyor, who was looking for people with unique abilities that could try out to become a champion. At first, Sunolph was reluctant, but than they meantioned the cool gadgets and the high pay champions get, and he agreed to his test.
The surveyor had him take a dose of line, and he ended up turning into light. In fact, he was so bright, he blinded the surveyor. After his ability was awakened, when the dosage of line wore off, the academy put him into isolation until they could find a way to protect the world from him. finally, just a week before he was 13, they gave him a special suit, that he was not capable of burning. After putting it on, he took it right back off, claiming he didn't want to wear it because he looked weird. The academy finally submitted to his request and accompanied the armor with a sweat suit, which he was also not capable of burning. A week later, they had him enroll in the academy, he stayed in the academy for 5 years, then continued to live his life as a champion, to achieve great wealth to support his family.

Theme Song: [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UOua5mwtdu0[/media]

GeneralZod · Nov 16, 2014

The Animal

Caleb Giles

General Information

Age: 26

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 10/31/3995

Blood Type: AB+

Dominant Hand: Right

Rank: C

Kill Count: 314

Team: None

Fame: Caleb, much to his displeasure has become extremely popular among quite a unique group of people. His fans typically dress in black and wear werewolf masks which tends to infuriate Caleb as he does not consider the werewolf something to be worshiped. Caleb is also known for refusing interviews, rejecting endorsement deals and hating every moment of his fame. Though, this does not mean he is cruel to his fans as he will at least attempt to flash a smile even if he is having a bad day.
Appearance

Height: 6'4"-7'4"

Weight: 214-310

Eyes: Left blue right red, both turn red upon transformation

Hair Color/Style: Jet black hair is slowly turning brown, Unkempt

Body Build: Mesomorph, the tips of his fingers now resemble something closer to claws, his right eye has kept the red color from his transformation, his teeth now resemble canine teeth more than they resemble human and as of recently has has acquired a tail.

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Battle scars located throughout body. There are several notable scars though, the first one is located as a large gash on the front of his right shoulder, the second is a scar that reaches across his left cheek and across his mouth, Has a third scar in the middle of his chest from being nearly impaled and the final is a triple scar from an animal claw reaching from his left shoulder blade to the middle of his waist.

Powers

Primary Power: Werewolf Physiology - Possess the ability to transform into a form resembling that of a werewolf. The full wolf form grants enhanced sense, speed, strength, stamina, reflexes and jump. He is not able to fully transform without Nectar but when he does his mind is almost completely feral.

Limitations (No Nectar): 1) Cannot fully transform without the assistance of Nectar. 2) Any fighting he does that is beyond human limitation is extremely exhausting.

Limitations (With Nectar): 1) Has no control of his transformation without the specialized device. 2) He will fail to check if his target is actually dead.

Drawbacks: 1) Transforming back to human can sometimes retain a trait from his transformation, currently his teeth are a bit sharper than a normal human, his fingernails resemble claws and much to his own displeasure the tail from his werewolf form is now permanent. 2) Physical wounds can become worse after transforming.

Secondary Power: Pain suppression

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: None

Support Tech: None

Weapons: None

Misc. Items: None

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History: Caleb had always enjoyed watching the champion battles with his father. They had to watch any battle they could they were both exciting and Caleb's uncle was a gladiator. Caleb's watched as his uncle's kill count increased at a steady rate and his fame had been quickly increasing per match. Eventually the effects of Nectar had effected his performance in battle and he was attacked from behind by a large creature which broke his spine leaving him paralyzed from the waist down. This had shocked Caleb and devastated his father but it also meant his uncle could no longer participate and could regain his sanity. Caleb spent most of his time with his uncle who had endlessly ranted about the disappointment he was to his fans. This had left an idea in Caleb's young mind that if he could become a gladiator and join the S rank then he could help his uncle feel as if he had achieved it through Caleb.

Caleb tried his hardest on the tests and had even been in the top 5% of his class. He showed his mettle on his first hunt and passed with flying colors, though during the time spent using Nectar his mental stability has become in question and Caleb's once bright vibrant personality is rapidly chaining. His uncle died when Caleb was only 3 years into his career as a gladiator and it had snapped what little bit of Caleb had remained. His personality is now completely different from what it had once been.

Der Kojote · Nov 16, 2014

Champion Profile

Connor Friesland

"Frenzy"

General Information

Date of Birth: 8/28/4001

Gender: Male

Blood Type: O+

Appearance:

Height: 6'

Weight: 170lbs

Eyes: Green

Hair Color/Style: Brown, messy

Body Build: Mesomorph (Medium Build)

Skin: Mediterranean complexion

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: umerous scars and markings on his arms and legs, less so on his torso and face, as usually they are armore

Champion Record

Rank: D (Kills: 10)

Kill Count: 37

Primary Power: Super Strength, Just like it says on the tin, Connor’s repertoire of attack thus is brute force and constant barrage of blows. Whether it is bone shattering punches, powerful kicks, ripping of limbs, or ramming enemies through walls, he is a battering ram and everything before him is a target.

Limitations (W/O Nectar): 1) power: without nectar, Connor is stronger than most but still not as strong as he could be, without effort, he’s 1.5 times as strong as the average person. With effort he’s about twice as strong. 2) Stamina, Without nectar boosting his regenerative capabilities, muscle tears happen faster than his body can repair them. So when he’s forced to use effort, he actually tires out much faster than a normal person.

Limitations (W/ Nectar): 1) 1.Range, what is it? He might have the strength of the Hulk with nectar, but that really gives him no ranged abilities aside from chucking something at his enemies, he’s got to get up close and personal in most cases. 2) Clouded mind blooded hands. Clear thought is not something he really can do during combat. Once he gets into a pattern of destruction, it is hard to snap him out of it. Partially because destroying things is fun why stop?

Drawbacks: 1) The pain…it’s excruciating: Connor’s power constantly rips his muscles, only to be regenerated quickly. When he first starts off it isn’t so bad, but soon it falls into a spiral. He starts getting in pain, his body starts pumping adrenaline, he fights harder, faster, more violent. That rips the muscles even more. Repeating the process over, and over, and over. At some point the pain begins to overwhelm him. Clouding thought, mind and judgment. TLR: the pain his powers cause him makes him go berserk. At the end of his line use, he will “crash” All this pain catches up with him at once, sending him into unconsciousness. 2) KILL KILL KILL! Connor is generally a nice person, really he is. With line pumping through him…not so much. His aggression his peaked. His impulse control is barely held on. It takes either someone he respects or someone he cares about to get through to him when he gets into the swing of things, though when he gets into his greatest throws of pain, there really is no getting through to him. It’s best to let him burn himself out.

Armor/Suit: Connor’s suit has nothing fancy about it, its body armor. It consists of light yet durable metal plates along with a Graphene fiber weave. Though the armor is exceptional resilient to piercing and slashing, blunt force trauma still is painful, and it does nothing for extreme temperatures.

Support Tech: Target identifier, The hope is that even when going berserk, the indicators for this will steer Connor towards the target. It has been proven to work in most occasions and generally at every point aside from his “Maximum pain”

Weapons: For combat, Connor relies on 4 things. 1. a collapsible axe, to cause directed and powerful strikes. 2. General strikes, kicks, punches, attacks, and such. 3. A hook and chain, which he can use to drag mutants to him to use options 1 and 2 better on them, and 4. EVERYTHING AROUND HIM. He has no qualms about ramming a monster through three walls and the using a debris to beat the life of them.

Misc. Items: Deck of playing cards

Team: Student to the Red menace, Aka. Team Vodka

Psychological Profile

Attitude: 1) Earnest 2) Eccentric 3) Sincere 4) Unconventional 5) Realistic

Attributes: 1) Candid 2) organized 3) enthusiastic 4) Knowledgeable 5) Impulsive

Social Traits: 1) Friendly 2) Impolite 3) Brutaly Honest

Skills: Listening skills, management skills, lack of leadership skills, Technical skills, lack of negotiating skills, lack communication skills

Personality

Thinking

Reasoning		Feeling
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Forethought
Reaction		Reflection
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Independent
Grouping		Collaborative
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Concrete

Thinking		Abstract
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Optimism
Judgement		Skepticism
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Leader
Leadership		Follower
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Combat Persona

Covert

Tactic		Overt
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Melee
Range		Distance
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Blood-lust

Enthusiasm		Calm
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Precision
Accuracy		Spray & Pray
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Mental Stability

Sane

Sanity Level		Insane
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None
Usage of Nectar		Overdose
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Nectar Side Effects: Pain, Nausua, irritability, unconsciousness after dose is done.

Current Symptoms: Speaking and thought…getting faster. Problems occurring, can’t stop can’t slow down. Damn it! I can focus…for short burst of time...things get faster, to fast, not right. also Obsessive now. Must be neat and tidy. Room must be organized. Must be organized! Very important yes! GRHHH! Focus damn it! I’ve gotten very… OCD when it comes down some things, personal possessions, state of room. ADHD in normal thought action and speech.

Severity: Moderate

History
What set him off on this path was watching the champion fights. They were the guardians of humanity, the protectors of the civilians, They always needed more, the monsters always were more vicious, always numerous. When he spoke up about his desire to enter the academy, his parents were entirely against it. However…with non-stop discussion from their son they relented. He was able to attend the academy. He passed his tests with decent scores. The academic portion was his best, and physical was fairly decent as well. The mental portion was a bit tricky but he managed through.
He hit a snag though the first time he had to use nectar. He was cornered with another student, facing 3 other mutants. The other student was tired, injured, so was Connor, if he didn’t use it, they were going to be destroyed. The first thing he noticed was the intense strength. Then he noticed the pain, the screaming agonizing pain. He threw himself at the monsters. All he remembers is the crunching of bones, the tearing of flesh, the pounding of fists like the beating of drums. When he came to, he was back at camp, his friend relating the berserk frenzy he had witnessed Connor go through, and how aggressive he’d been during the onslaught. He was afraid that Connor would have attacked him. Still, after a bit, he graduated. His parents gave him a Scraifi, or a mutated dog. He named itRipper, after it’s tendency to tear and rip apart anything it got it’s jaws on.

Theme Song: [media] [/media]

Phantom King · Nov 16, 2014

Phoenix

Xerxes Turan

General Information

Age: 27

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 9/10/3994

Blood Type: A+

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Rank: B

Kill Count: 318

Team: Phantom Vigil @Sly Cooper

Fame: A larger than usual fan-base combined of elitists of the hunt due to him hunting the rarer of monsters, and the general fans who are awed by his combat skills. He rarely plays into the media, he only does when he's in a good mood.
Appearance

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 198lbs

Eyes: Yellow-Green

Hair Color/Style: Crimson, it's often kept back in a ponytail the left side of his head shaved with a simple design in it.

Body Build: Mesomorph, Xerxes has the mutations that make him appear more animalistic, he has clawed hands and toes, along with larger than normal canine. His teeth bone and nails rank an eight on the mohs hardness scale. (Equivalent to Topaz, tougher than hardened steel)

Skin: Middle-Eastern Tan (Caramel)

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Xerxes is riddled with scars across his chest and back from bad beast encounters the largest one would be across the bridge of his nose going from cheek bone to cheek bone. He has a tribal depiction of a snake coming from his bicep to his chest with teeth lunging, while in between his shoulder blades is another black tribal tattoo however this one is of a phoenix starting to spread it's wings.

Powers

Primary Power: Radiation Manipulation - He possesses the ability to control, redirect, and shape radiation, project it himself in different forms or absorb it when its in his immediate range, however he must do this through contact. He doesn't have a cap for absorbing any radiation unless he's projecting it out he may also absorb the natural radiation given off by the sun, but when night strikes his supply is lower; so he must manage his radiation wisely at night. He uses his power for energy attacks or radiation enhanced attacks by channeling it into his equipment.

Limitations (No Nectar): 1) He's only able to absorb radiation to increase his own energy unable to deal it back out to others. By increasing his energy this means increasing his strength, endurance, and speed. 2)He has a capacity to how much radiation he can absorb without line, which is still enough to empower him to shatter a concrete floor with a powerful leap from it. If he reaches his capacity his body will begin to radiate heat against his will, small red flames start to form as an indication.

Limitations (With Nectar):1) With line he may use his body as an outlet for the radiation he has gathered from himself or others, however he must come in contact with someone or be near them. If he concentrates well enough he can project a stream of radiation waves to melt the things, small opponents or even cooking things from the inside out. He is able to fire off large area of effect blasts but aside from that he's completely CQC orientated. However if he has enough heat in his reserve he can perform a variety of heat related attacks.

Drawbacks:1) The first negative effect to his radiation manipulation is that he may become prone to many cramps and increased heart rate if not properly hydrated. The second draw back to this power is that his body is always extremely warm and he dehydrates at a much faster rate due to his higher body temperature.

Secondary Power: Enhanced Regeneration - This is a more passive ability that helps him as it increases his cell regeneration, more specifically the cells to fight cancer. Allowing him to quickly regenerate skin, tissue, muscles, bone, and even generate lost blood cells. However the process is much faster when using line, doctors say he'd be capable of regrowing a limb but he is in no rush to test this theory.

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: He has a full black body combat suit with slight armour on it in order to protect him from small arms. The downfall of this suit is that it has close to no protection to things above simple gunfire, anything above a .47 caliber bullet would shred the armour without a problem. It's overall extremely lightweight and manageable by himself.

Support Tech: The suit allows him to channel the heat energy into his gloves, when he does this his hands begin to glow a red colour showing they're charged and are strong enough to leave third degree burns upon impact. It also allows him to super-heat his dual tomahawks (If he does this the bullets will fire out automatically) but this is the only extension the suit allows. For utility the suit allows him to project a hologram image of himself, if he's using line and projects the hologram it becomes an energy bomb derived from radiation. Finally there is a line injector on his left and right fore arm so it can easily be taken in a dire situation.

Weapons: Fury 'n' Freny..two tomahawks that double as two short-barreled .45 revolvers that allow him to fight close-to-mid range rather efficiently, they only hold five shots each however and if are super-heated by his suit they'd fire automatically. If more than one is left in the chamber they all fire out at once and explode which would destroy his tomahawks.

Misc. Items: He tends to always carry been jerky on himself and a stun-baton. Aside from this it may be anything he finds.

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History:

Xerxes was born with a lowly family, his mother is deceased and his brother was born a few years after himself they've always been close though they clashed heads a lot. Xerxes would always win this encounters, as he had been more disciplined in the terms of combat since a very young age. Before his father disappeared he told Xerxes he'd have to find a way to be able to protect himself and his brother what better way then with your own hands a feet. His father went off the attempt to be a champion and only made it six months before getting torn apart on a hunt, even with almost overdosing with his use of line. Xerxes' mind went into disarray for a long while for a few years until he turned 13, he left all he could for his brother and took off with a mind full of fury and sadistic feelings to begin his training as a Hunter. The examiners were blown away with Xerxes exam results as they believed him to just be a hot-headed child seeking vengeance but he proved to be much more once his emotions came to terms with himself. He started to rise up the ladder as a young prodigy who received the name of "Phoenix" after receiving the tattoo on his back which he proudly showed off. It wasn't too long until his brother joined and together they became a great duo, Xerxes wreaking havoc up close while Sephtis watched him from afar shooting down potential threats. Upon coming to his year of graduation Xerxes was already renown for his prowess and they long awaited the graduation of his brother to see the duo's work on the field and hear tale of their great combination. He had to wait two more years until his brother would end up graduating from the academy and alone he proved that he was a menace outside the walls with hunt after hunt going exceptionally well. He rarely had to use his line for a good year unless the situation truly did get dire and or if he was against a mass of creatures.

The day of his brother’s graduation Xerxes was sent out on a hunt for a flock of carrion birds of massive proportions. The wingspans of the beasts reaching thirty-six feet all the way across with massive talons and serrated beaks. He reached the nest of the creatures to find them all resting as if waiting for him, upon his approach they all turned their gaze towards him and let out blood-curdling screeches in his direction momentarily stunning him. In this state he was bombarded with a flurry of razor sharp feathers some getting lodged into his armor and slicing into his flesh, the blows sent him flying back and into cover of a fallen tree. Upon landing he activated the injectors and then the veins and arteries in his body ignited a florescent green color showing he was using it. He slowly opened his eyes revealing them to be glowing too as he removed the feathers from his body looking down to find his wounds healing almost instantly, a grin touched his face as he reached behind him and grabbed his axes coming to a crouched position. He rocked his weight for a few moments then launched himself forward and dashed up a tree axes still in hand until he reached the canopy soaking up the sun when it touched his face along with its rays. He opened his eyes looking towards the tops of the canopy and the beasts had come to seek him. He launched himself forward in a flurry of axes and blasts from his axes making short work of them now that he had the upper hand. He landed upon the final creature placing a hand on its head melting everything inside its head. The eyes starting to melt and drip from the sockets and blood came from all other openings, crash landing with the bird he was still surging with line and with it he used it to make his way swiftly back towards the walls so he may make it in time for his brothers graduation. Upon finally getting back he sat in the crowd without repairing his suit or fixing himself, all he did however was put his hair in a ponytail, some blood falling to the ground around him as it dropped off. He finally greeted his brother, excited to bring him up to fame with him.

TiredWriter · Nov 17, 2014

Champion Profile

Tivor Lanstar

Invincible

General Information

Age: 27

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 05/23/3994

Blood Type: AB

Dominant Hand: Right

Appearance

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 180 lbs

Eyes: Hazel

Hair Color/Style: Light Brown/Close Shave

Body Build: Heavy

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: There are scars all over his body, marks and cuts from all sorts of animals. Every time he goes out, he seems to come back with another scar somewhere on his body. The scars do not bother him, for he feels that a scar is a trophy for a good kill.

Champion Record

Rank: C

Kill Count: 144

Primary Power: Super-Naturally Dense Tissue

Limitations (No Nectar):

His skin does not hold a consistent density throughout, making it possible for his body to take damage and possible even lose limbs.
Even at his most dense point, he can still be injured by a few blows to the same spot.

Limitations (With Nectar):

His skin is not entirely impenetrable. A very high amount of repeated blows to the same spot will injure him.
The sheer density of his body makes him incredibly heavy and he sacrifices flexibility and speed for sheer invincibility.

Drawbacks:

The more nectar he is under the more his mind goes essentially feral, and he goes berserk. Think like the Hulk in a blood rage.
Nectar makes his body pump out incredible amounts of adrenaline to keep his body going. Since adrenaline is very similar to dopamine, it gives him an incredible amount of adrenaline coursing through his body. This in turn has caused him not only to develop an addiction to Nectar, but adrenaline as well. So he quite literally has a psychological desire to keep going out into the battlefield day after day after day to feel that high again. As a result, he gets violently ill without line from the withdraw.

Secondary Power: Enhanced Strength/Stamina as the density of his body allows him to resist muscle fatigue and adds to his muscular capabilities. On an average nectar dosage his strength would be considered type 1: able to lift buses, trucks and large boulders. Both of these scale directly with how much nectar he is drugged on, the more nectar the higher his strength and stamina go.

Armor/Suit: Due to the nature of his power, he does not need to wear armor or a suit. He generally wears a worn shirt and trousers with a half robe overtop.

Support Tech: Nectar implant behind right ear that can inject an emergency dosage of nectar into his body and also injects nectar over time into his system. The amount of nectar injected over time is variable and can be adjusted as needed.

Weapons: His cybernetic hand has a long metal blade that rests above his arm and can be extended/retracted at will. He carries with him a large broadsword and a military assault carbine.

Misc. Items: He carries a decent number of grenades (around seven) for use while he is in combat.

Team: No team at this time

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Psychological Profile

Attitudes: Self-confident, undisciplined, cooperative, unsympathetic, courageous

Attributes: Reckless, focused, tough, uncreative, physically-strong

Social Traits: Previous failure, physical attributes are fine, supportive social enviroment

Skills: Capacity to judge others, teamwork skills, listening skills, motivating skills

Hobbies: Martial Arts, Boxing, Skydiving, Climbing, Wrestling

Reasoning

Thinking

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Feeling

Reaction

Forethought

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Reflection

Grouping

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Collaborative

Thinking

Concrete

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Abstract

Judgment

Optimism

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Skepticism

Leadership

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Follower

Mental Stability

Sanity

Sane

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Insane

Usage of Nectar

None

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Overdose

Preexisting Conditions: None

Nectar Side Effects: Increased Heart Rate, Aggressiveness, Insomina

Current Symptoms: Panic Attacks, Muscle Twitching, Migraines

Severity: Low

History:

Born to an average family, Tivor had little struggles in his early years. His father was a simple man, a teacher and wrestling coach, while his mother worked at a daycare. Tivor had a real knack for sports. He was the star junior football quarterback and little league slugger in baseball. Still, despite all his success at a young age he was never able to earn his father's approval. His father, sadly, was a drunken man with a love of whiskey at all hours of the day. His father would ripe him apart for any mistake he made. If he missed a pass or struck out, he would hear an earful from his father. His father told him time and time again that he was a failure as a son. It ate up at Tivor, year after year, day after day.

It was during these times that Tivor would see the Champion hunts on TV. They were truly the best of the best. The elite. The chosen few. His heart began to burn with a fire to be a Champion. He would become the best Champion there ever was and show his father once and for all that he wasn't a failure of a son. He put his mind to and cleared the entrance exam to becoming a Champion with flying colors. The training itself was rather easy for him and he was said to be by many the top up and coming Champion.

It was during his first hunt that the unthinkable happened. Not wanting to place his life in the hands of the dangers of Nectar, he braved force to face his first monster. What he thought would be a simple a fight turned from easy to dangerous fast as he was ambushed by a mother and her babies. Things were going well, all the babies were dead and he was reaching for a grenade to throw at the mother when the mother suddenly sprung much faster than he anticipated. In the confusion while trying to keep hold of his grenade, his left arm went vertical into the air as the mother approached. Then, his arm and grenade were suddenly gone, inside the mother body's. The grenade went off, killing the mother, but Tivor was focused on his missing limb.

The fall from the top was fast and hard for Tivor. How could be the best with a missing arm? He became depressed. He was a failure. His father had been right all along. He left the Champion's life behind and moved back to his parents. He was stuck in place with no future or places to go. His father continued to berate him daily. Then, his father suddenly kicked the bucket. He had overdosed on alcohol and sleeping pills. When they found his audio logs in his study, Tivor was shocked to read what his father said about him. He said Tivor was the best son a father could ever ask for, that he was so proud of his son and that he wanted Tivor to be the damn Champion there ever was. After Tivor had time to mull this new information, he decided to go back to the Champion's life. He got a sponsor, a new arm, and a new outlook on being a Champion. This time he was not there to prove that he wasn't a failure as a son, but to honor his memories.

Kazanna · Nov 17, 2014

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Jameson Armstrong

The Strong Arm Alchemist! Er... The Strong Man... No wait... Strong Arm Armstrong

General Information

Age: 38

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: July 27th 3983

Blood Type: B+

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Appearance

A hulking large man with massive muscles and a gleaming... Forehead. His head is nearly perfectly shaven and he has a stern face with overbearing brows and a perfectly trimmed mustache that masks his mouth.

Height:6'8"

Weight:285 lbs

Eyes: Dark Blue

Hair Color/Style: Blonde, Nearly fully shaved.

Body Build:

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Skin: A lighter tone due to his abilities, nearly white, gives him a glowing shine when hit by the spot-light.

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: None

Champion Record

Rank: C

Progression Towards Next Rank(B)

Kill Count: 103

Recorded Kills During the events of Blood and Glory

1 Medium Sized Lumbri Worm, Killed with Kinetic attacks. +1

2 Large Sized Lumbri Worm, Killed with Kinetic attacks and a weapon along with special techniques. +1

Current Kills: 105

Primary Power: Kinetic Manipulation, A power Passed down through the Armstrong Family for Generations.

Limitations (No Nectar): While at a normal standing point, Armstrong is unable to directly manipulate Kinetic Energy beyond a personal shield and minor amplifications of his physical attacks. Leaving him at the level of a basic strength based fighter. He is limited to these specific abilities and is unable to redirect attacks beyond basic blows, leaving him with nullification of energy and a heavy punch/kick.

Limitations (With Nectar): Even with Nectar, Armstrong is only able to effect what he can touch, or something it's linked to, causing his attacks to be limited to projectile ranged and basic melee attacks. He is however able to create sonic boom attacks with fist throws that send a jet of air in a single direction.

Drawbacks: Armstrong's body bulks up to the point he loses significant flexibility, in addition, he is also so caught up in his own glory he sometimes forgets the dangers he's in.

Secondary Power: Tremor Sense. An Ability passed down through the Armstrong Family for Generations, This ability acts as a passive radar, it allows Armstrong to sense attacks coming from any direction, how large a target might be based on weight from impact on the ground, and the disturbance it causes in the surrounding air.

Third Power: INCREDIBLE SPARKLE EFFECT!!! A Technique passed down through the Armstrong Family for Generations, Armstrong's body emits a sparkling shine when he gets pumped up, giving him an awe inspiring appearance that strikes fear into his foes and amazement into his fans!!

Armor/Suit: Heavy Armlets with spiked fists, Passed down through the Armstrong Family for Generations.

Support Tech: None

Weapons: THE RAW POWER OF HIS FISTS!!!!

Misc. Items: Toothpicks, Metal Toothpicks.

Team: (Optional, Plan ahead of time with other players)

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Psychological Profile

Attitudes: Courageous, Vain, Self Confident, frivolous, SHININGLY POSITIVE!!!

Attributes: Alert, Dynamic, Reckless, Erratic, STRONG!!!

Social Traits: His physical prowess was passed down through the generations of the Armstrong Family! He has had great success in life so far! He's always had a psychologically positive environment!

Skills: Graceful with Objects, Motivating Skills, Teamwork Skills, Speaking Skills.

Hobbies: Sculptor Art, Weight lifting, Acting as a source of sparkly light!

Personality

Reasoning

Thinking

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Feeling

Reaction

Forethought

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Reflection

Grouping

Independent

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Collaborative

Thinking

Concrete

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Abstract

Judgment

Optimism

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Skepticism

Leadership

Leader

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Follower

Sanity

Sane

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Insane

Usage of Nectar

None

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Overdose

Mental Stability

Preexisting Conditions: Generalized Hyper Narcissism Manifesting in over exuberance of his own muscular structure.

Nectar Side Effects: Believes himself to be untouchable and a glorious work of natural art.

Current Symptoms: Beyond constant showboating of his own physique, there aren't many issues with his condition. He is more annoying then anything else.

Severity: This is a constantly occurring condition, it can lead to a fight when he is disagreed with in regards to his opinion of himself, and due to his abilities even without nectar, he is very dangerous. Attempts at therapy have been unsuccessful without a supportive approach and/or an alternative method, such as attempting spoken therapy during physical activities.

Sanity

Record

Starting Sanity = 65

1 Dose Nectar -2

Armstrong Overload (Maniac Episode) -5

Total = 74

History: Jameson comes from a long line of strong men and women. Each of them fighting their way to the top as a hunter of monsters. His skills were passed down to him by his parents, when they witnessed him doing pushups as the age of two months old. By the time he was four he had thrown his bed through the wall of his bedroom. His parents began his training and from there, passing on the knowledge and skills he would need to fight the monsters and hunt them savagely. His father passed his Gauntlets on to him before his last hunt, believing himself indestructible, which he came back from too injured to continue onto further hunts.

Jameson continued his training under his mother's close eye, she helped him perfect his barrier techniques with kinetic control, allowing him to survive any attack she could throw at him. It wasn't long from there before he joined the hunt himself. When he took his first dose of Line, he found it difficult to control the immense power that he now had access to. When he was sent to fight the creatures around him, he butchered multiple with a single attack, but found that he was unable to recover swiftly enough to use his powers effectively.

He spent the next few years training his abilities until he gained a point he found himself able to manipulate kinetic energy with profound accuracy and skill. He was able to focus his attacks and eventually mastered his ultimate attack, his Sonic Boom Fist attack. When he was at the point he felt ready to enter the hunt again, he did, and gained fame from using his fists and raw power to fight, even without the effects of Line, raising his stardom and fame rapidly, which only fueled his ever growing Narcissism.

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Fluffy-Kat · Nov 17, 2014

Champion Profile

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Name: Katherine ("Kat") Ariat

Stage name: Ghost/Shadowcat

General Information

Age: Just turned 18

Gender: Female

D.O.B.: December 1st, 4003

Blood Type: O

Dominant Hand: Right

Appearance

Height: 4'11''

Weight: 105

Eyes: Green

Hair Color/Style: Green (sometimes she changes it, when she dyes it)/ kept short, wavy, messy, and a little tousled look

Body Build: thin, but not like fragile skinny, just nicely thin with a little muscle in the abdominal area (she's an active girl) her bust size is complementing, theyre bigger than average for a petite girl like her. Not overbearing, but flattering.

Skin: fair, a little pale

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: None

Champion Record

Experience: Rookie: 1 year,

Kill Count: 10

Primary Power: Intangibility: She possesses a "phasing"ability that allows her and objects with which she is in contact with, to become intangible. The ability to pass through solid matter by passing her atomic particles through the spaces between the atoms of the object through which she is moving.

(WITH LINE):The use of her abilities also interferes with any electrical systems as she passes through by disrupting the flow of electrons from atom to atom, including the bio-electric systems of living bodies if she concentrates in the right way.This typically causes machines to malfunction or be destroyed as she phases through them, and can induce shock and unconsciousness in living beings.

(WITH LINE): She can touch another person and make them intangible as well BUT at the cost of her not being able to phase. Its a sacrifice, she can transfer her ability to another (maybe up to three people but the result can be lethal because of the toll it takes on her) but because it transfers, it leaves her body into theirs for a short amount of time.

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Limitations: (No line):

Since she is unable to breathe while inside an object, she can only continuously phase through solid objects as long as she can hold her breath.

Limitations: (With Line): Because Line drains her energy (especially when using it) the density of some materials can prove deleterious to her phasing, causing her to be severely disoriented or experience pain if she tries to pass through them. This results in a limited time use (or until shes drained) of her power.

Drawbacks: Because moving through an object requires holding her breath the thicker the object is, she has trouble breathing and developed asthma, since the first time she used Line. And each time she uses Line, her limitations become a little more severe.

Secondary Power: Because her power has to do with her atomic anatomy, so does her secondary power. However, her secondary power is permanent and doesnt need to activated. Her power has given her the gift of sensitivity. Sensitivity to the smallest vibrations, or changes in the air (with atoms).

Limitations: (No line): (List 2)

Limitations: (With Line): (List 2)

Drawbacks: (This can be very minimal in relation to the above Drawback only 1 needed)

Weaknesses(I added this): Some energy attacks also prove problematic for her, it causes her to lose her ability to become fully tangible for several hours, maybe even a day or two. This happens since energy powered attacks, affect her at the atomic level. (Meaning her phased state).

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-She has no defense against medium/long ranged attacks. However because of her secondary power theres a chance she can sense the unsuspecting attack (if she catches it quick enough or if shes honed in to her secondary). She can attempt to dodge if she sees it coming but its basically a hit or get lucky, notice, and miss.

- Her petite frame is susceptible to big blows. She can only take so many physical hits and can easily be man-handled.

Armor/Suit: A skin tight suit that phases when she does, because of its function, its very thin and doesnt protect her very well from attacks. It can keep her cool in heated weather, keep insulation for warmth in cooler temperatures, and phase with her. Thats about it. Oh! And it just looks cool.

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Other than that, just normal clothes like depicted in her appearence pictures.

Support Tech: Theres a button on her suit that, when activated, created a shield in the form of a bubble, that surrounds her. Its about 8 feet in diameter and lasts about 10 seconds or until broken from too many heavy blows. It takes a certain charge for it to use able and each charge lets her use this defensive device about two times.

Weapons: Carries two large pistols that can unfold and turn into two daggers (for hand to hand situations) however, they are just normal bullets that the gun carries.

Misc. Items: What ever she comes across or what ever is available at the moment.

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Psychological Profile

Attitudes: Loyal, open-minded, caring, kind, but keeps herself guarded, forgiving, immature, insecure, optimistic, sincere, spunky

Attributes: adventurous, dynamic, energetic, clumsy, patient, polite, soft, SEEMINGLY independent

Social Traits: Raised in a poverty stricken family, but they were a good well. Always loved each other and treated each other as best as they could, despite their severe financial struggle. Through this she's learned to be humble, but developed a habit of stealing....

Skills: motivating skills, resolving conflicts, sticky fingers/has a problem with stealing....

Hobbies: Collecting things that she steals/finds, singing

Personality - (TBA)

Reasoning

Thinking

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Feeling

Reaction

Forethought

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Reflection

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Independent

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Collaborative

Thinking

Concrete

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Abstract

Judgment

Optimism

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Skepticism

Leadership

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Follower

Sanity

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Insane

Usage of Nectar

None

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Overdose

Mental Stability

Sanity: 4 (not completely insane but her decisions can be a little crazy and irrational)

Usage of Line: 2-3; doesn't completely rely on it but for multiple enemies or stronger enemies its very useful

Preexisting Conditions: Because she was brought up in poverty, her unhealthy diet developed low immunity to things. She always had to fend for herself when her parents were an available for help. She had to steal her way to end her hunger, an rarely got into fights when another kid would pick on her unfortunate life. However, this never turned her cold to people, just made her want to better her life.

Line Side Effects: Headaches, dizzyness, pains, fatigue, and feelings of being disoriented (These all last for a while)

Current Symptoms: Asthma and developing paranoia, possible insomnia

Severity: These effects and symptoms aren't too serious, she's only used Line about once or twice.

History: Life was tough as a kid. A young girl who developed a habit of stealing. It wasn't to be rebellious or to cause trouble, it was simply a way of life. Parents hardly had any money to get by, and she wasn't the only child, there were 3 other mouths to feed. So, she did only what she could to keep herself alive and save the little money her parents worked for.

A friend would always tell her stories about these "Champions" and decided thats what she wanted to be. She wanted to be useful, to do something to better the world.

One day while roaming the streets of the city, she came across a thief stealing a sack full of something from a laboratory. The bag clinked and clanged, as it moved, there mustve been glass inside. The theif's sack had a hole at the bottom, and out fell a vile with a liquid. It was labeled "Line". She kept it for a while until she got older and heard things about what it can do to you. What amazing, yet possibly lethal, gifts it brings. Well, when you come from a poverty stuck family, and bullies that pick on you for that reason, what do ya got to lose? So, she drank it. At forst there was no difference. Nothing changed. However, it didnt take long to kick in, her vains had a faint glow as it ran its course through her body as it twisted and changed her genetic make up. That same day she discovered power....

Now shes a rookie and still striving to be a Champion, kill count isnt impressive but hey you cant blame a girl thats hardly had any experience using her power in battle.

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theunderwolf · Nov 18, 2014

Champion Profile

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Elisa Redtail

Bloodbird

General Information

Age: 21

Gender: Female

D.O.B.: 4000

Blood Type: B

Dominant Hand: Right

Appearance

Height: 5'11

Weight: 135 pounds

Eyes: Green

Hair Color/Style: dark brunette, varies by day and mood.

Body Build:mesomorph

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: many small light scars all over, two big ones, 1 matching pair of claw marks on the back. 1 bite mark on left shoulder

Champion Record

Rank: C

Kill Count: 130

Primary Power: Genetic chimera, she can freely mutate her body to take on the features and associated heightened abilities of animals, this power changes the closeted features into forms similar to the emulated animal (eg. night vision would give her cats eyes) She prefers wolf, bear bull and falcon mutaions, but her versitility is her greatest strength

Limitations (No Nectar):

Can only emulate one animal at a time

Emulations are stronger than humans but slightly weaker that a real thing (if she were trying to emulate a blood hounds sense of smell she would end up with 150 million scent sensitive cells compared to a blood hounds 300 million and a humans 5 million.

Limitations

Maximum of three animals simultaneously

Emulations are at their full strength, but are harder to control (she can smell at the level of the blood hound but that sense is more easily overwhelmed.)

Drawbacks:

emulation is physically exhausting to the point of near winding if not on line, where it still feels like running a mile.

Emulations must be precisely balanced or the mutations will permanently overwhelm her cells and become unchangeable,and has already happened in several places, her teeth are permanently sharpened as well as her nails and some of her hair seems feathery to the touch.

Secondary Power:

animal affinity:

Elisa has a natural affinity for animals and can befriend and communicate with all non mutated animals and weaker monsters (Note: VERY WEAK MONSTERS) when enhanced by line she can use it affect stronger monsters, and while she can't befriend or control them, she can give smalll suggestions.

Armor/Suit:

Fox wears a pants and tank top suit of a flexible but tough armor that was made to accommodate for rapid changes of form, its light and strong but doesn't cover as much as traditional armor would

Support Tech:

Jump pack. She uses a small high powered jet pack for various reasons including aiding flight (She can only really glide otherwise) jumping. and rapidly closing distance between her and a ranged opponent. She wears a pair of kinetic absorption boots that minimize stress on her legs and body from landing jumps.

Weapons:

Adaptive hand covers that transform with her and can be used as brass knuckles, talon and claw coverings or even needles for poison delivery.

Misc. Items: She has a rock climbing and rappel kit with grappling hooks and lines for ascending buildings and other obstacles.

Team: N/A but open to cooperation

Theme Song:

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Psychological Profile

Attitudes:mature affectionate socially independent untrusting callous

Attributes: resourceful tough work is in conflict with personal life knowledgeable in areas(monsters, nature, navigation), un-knowledgeable in others (math reading, technology)

Social Traits: indifferent up bringing, poverty, parents gave no direction.

Skills: planning and problem solving, lack of social

Hobbies: Climbing, gardening, Animal care

Personality

Reasoning

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Forethought

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Abstract

Judgment

Optimism

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Skepticism

Leadership

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Follower

Mental Stability

Sanity

Sane

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Insane

Usage of Nectar

None

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Overdose

Preexisting Conditions: Severe social isolation, unused to human interaction

Nectar Side Effects: twitching, restlessness, insomnia, accelerated heart rate

Current Symptoms: Generalized Anxiety disorder, visual hallucinations

Severity: Due to her isolation from other humans, her side effects are mostly mild but easily exacerbated by interaction.

History:

Elisa was born to two parents on the very edge of Arcadia in the year 4000, and lived a neglected childhood. Her mother was killed very early in her life and her father never came home after that, forcing young Elisa on the streets. She lived as a stray on the edge of Arcadia for most of her child hood, pick pocketing and scavenging her way to meager meals. however her life was forever changed when she developed her mutation when she was 9. She learned she had the power to mimic and partially transform into animals. For 4 years she used it to track down food, befriend stray pets and escape the police. Then she learned that if she joined the champions academy, she would get food. She trained her body and mind for a year, undergoing strenuous workouts every day so she would be a good candidate. She broke into libraries and book shops to study.

She was (barely) accepted into the academy and went through it for five grueling years, barely staying in her academic courses and excelling in the practical ones. She continued to isolate herself though, gaining no friends or allies through her entire academic career. She used minimalistic amounts of Necter to get through most of it, only increasing to a full dose to pass the final exams. She passed with full marks and joined the Wild Hunt eagerly, causing quite a smash when she entered the field for the first hunt, people will remember her first take down as one of the highlights of the year. The kill, soaring down on brown red wings to eviscerate the monster quickly earned her the title of Bloodbird. A title she found herself liking. However, disaster struck during her second year. She had decided to Hunt in the Northern side of Arcadia, in the mountainous region. After An hours worth of good kills, she decided to head back, when she was butted off a cliff by a Monstrous ram. She caught herself, barely and started to slowly climb back out. She reached the top after an hour and searched for food vainly for another hour, eventually discovering the corpse of the same ram that had butted her off, being eaten by a small flock of monstrous red winged-blackbirds. She befriended the birds and ate with them. Over the next two weeks she scraped by with hunting weaker monsters for meat, being forced further and further from the city to avoid the gathering monsters. After two weeks, she tried to find the medical team she knew they'd send after her, she found them all killed by a pack of feline monsters. She survived in the mountains for another 9 months, sticking to the high peaks and using her Bloodwings, as she started to call them after her own stage name, as scouts and gatherers. At that time, she stumbled upon another champion, dead and guarded his body until the thankfully living team recovered her and the corpse. After undergoing heavy psychiatric evaluation and therapy, she was allowed to return to active service as a champion, to great acclaim.

Penelope Burns · Nov 19, 2014

Frost

Madison Green

General Information

Age: 21

Gender: Female

D.O.B.: March 17, 3999

Blood Type: O-

Dominant Hand: Right

Rank: D

Kill Count: 58

Team: Fire Team Ogre (Formerly)

Fame: Cult following. Madison doesn't care much about it, hardly leaving Eximius.
Appearance

Height: 5'3

Weight: 120 lbs

Eyes: Grey

Hair Color/Style: Blonde, Kept in ponytail or bun

Body Build: Ectomorph (Light)

Skin: Light tone, not tanned

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Large scar along upper face, passing both eyes.

Powers
Primary Power: Ice Manipulation

Limitations (No Nectar): 1) Her abilities do not extend beyond her hand. 2) She is incapable of affecting the temperature of the area around her. 3) Her powers are less severe, not able to do any permanent damage unless long term physical contact and intense physical contact is made.

Limitations (With Nectar): 1) She can create a low temperature field to surround herself at will, protecting her from high heat environments. 2) She is able to do significant damage to other living beings at will, with only a touch. 3) She has no range for her abilities, needing to be in close proximity to her foes to do any damage.

Drawbacks: 1) She has been reported to do minor damage to others in situations that led to physical contact. 2) She is extremely vunerable to intense heat, showing signs of distress almost immediately in said situations. 3) When the effects of Nectar wear off, she is hit by a wave of nausea and dizziness.

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: Madison generally very light clothing, preferring high speed to defense. She has no particular way of dress other than this.

Support Tech: Robotic eyes and a prosthetic left hand.

Weapons: One pistol with a spare magazine for ranged combat. If there is limited or no distance, she uses only her powers.

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History:

Madison was born in the more poverty stricken areas of Arcadia, living much of her life in the slums. Her parents (both deceased) were seen as abusive towards both Madison and her older sister. Her sister left home to become a Champion at the age of 13 after discovering her powers, and Madison followed behind four years later upon her own powers becoming notable.

Madison had a difficult time adjusting to training, initially falling far behind others. Eventually, with the help of her experienced sister, Madison kept herself at the average for trainees, never really improving beyond that.

Madison later succeeded in becoming a champion, again following behind her sister. Once a full fledged champion, Madison was offered a position on her sister's team, Fire Team Ogre.

After about three months of working alongside one another, Fire Team Ogre was ambushed and most of its members brutally killed by two large packs of Iseags. Madison survived, though not without taking severe damage to her own body. The nerves in her left hand were completely gone, she had to have it replaced by a mechanical hand. Her eyes were also damaged, with one eye completely gone and the other permanently damaged. Like her hand, her eyes were replaced by mechanical ones.

After a near retirement and years of therapy, Madison finally felt confident enough to return to being a champion, ready to fight back against the monsters that nearly destroyed her.

The Kaosophile · Nov 19, 2014

Champion Profile

Boris Artyom Svarog

"The Red Menace"

General Information

Age: 24

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 26/12/3996

Blood Type: AB+

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Appearance

Height: 213 cm

Weight: 164.8 kg

Eyes: Blue Gree Bla Brown. Definitely Brown

Hair Color/Style: Black, Shaved

Body Build: Endomorph

Skin: Red? Blue (W.T.F.?) Slavic complexion

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: N/A Wait... Okay, that's actually pretty cool

Champion Record

Rank: B

Kill Count: 548

Primary Power: Shapeshifting - Via cilia and despecialized organelle distribution, Boris' cells can undergo rapid repurposing and rearranging upon command, allowing for physical changes in shape

Limitations (No Nectar): Cells must be preexisting to be repurposed or moved. His mass will not change. He also must keep his vital organs intact and in proper proportion to survive (Longer limbs need a bigger heart, et cetera)

Limitations (With Nectar): Cells are replicated slightly more rapidly to accomodate the changes, but he can still overextend and possibly kill himself, cells can condense to allow for removing volume from his body, but he remains the same weight.

Drawbacks: No matter the amount of Nectar, recycling cells and shifting structure is incredibly painful (or just uncomfortably numb if repurposing sensory nerves), akin to physically burning and reforming the affected areas. His constant shifting also renders his bones somewhat more malleable than a normal person's, so Boris is mostly reliant on muscle to keep his bones in their proper place and shape.

Secondary Power: Chromatic rebalancing - Boris' cells mutated to contain chromatophores, able to produce other pigmentations (Guanine, pteridine, carotenoids, eumelanin, haem, et cetera) on command via cell signaling, meaning the process happens quickly, albeit gradually from the brain (The origin of the signal) towards the extremities.

Armor/Suit: Polyethylene/Ceramic Boron Carbide/Kevlar blast-resistant armor with optical camouflage to match his skin color when activated (Tends to be the environment color, too, but that may or may not be the case) and exoskeletal support with emergency deactivation capabilities

Support Tech: Integrated WSNV/FLIRTV, GPS, and HUD lens that provides real-time information from (and to) Boris' handlers.

Weapons: "Rabotnik i Krestyanin" or "Worker and Peasant" An M-32 'Hammer' Grenade Launcher and Battle Sickle, respectively.

Rabotnik is a revolving load, 4-cylinder, semi-automatic, 40-mm Grenade launcher:

Krestyanin is a nigh-indestructible alloy, razor sharp sickle with capability to electrically charge or superheat the blade at the push of their respective (VEEERY discreet) buttons:

Misc. Items: (Per resupply) 3x HE Fragmentation grenades, 1x Incendiary grenades, 2x Concussion grenades, 2x Stun grenades, 1x flask of Vodka (Vitally important), 2x High-yield quick-loaders for Rabotnik, 1x Adhesive quick-loader for Rabotnik OR 1x Incendiary quick-loader for Rabotnik (Depending on mission),

Team: "Team Vodka" with @Der Kojote's Connor Friesland

Theme Song:

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Psychological Profile

Attitudes: work-oriented, insensitive/indifferent, hard-working, focused, rude/impolite

Attributes: ill behaved, substance-abuse, efficient, health robust/strong constitution, non-engaging/distant/cold

Social Traits: (inheritance) physical attributes are fine, psychological problems, poverty in family upbringing

Skills: capacity to judge others, planning skills, lack of verbal skills, lack of communication skills

Hobbies: Vodka, Hunting, Vodka, Boxing, Vodka, Wrestling, Vodka, and Vodka

Reasoning

Thinking

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Feeling

Reaction

Forethought

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Grouping

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Collaborative

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Judgment

Optimism

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Skepticism

Leadership

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Mental Stability

Sanity

Sane

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Insane

Usage of Nectar

None

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Overdose

Preexisting Conditions: N/A

Nectar Side Effects: Worsening Paranoid Schizophrenia

Current Symptoms: Alcohol addiction, Paranoid Schizophrenia

Severity: Minor

History: Boris was born in slums, his father left before he was born, and his mother was very strict. Every day Boris had borscht for breakfast and dinner, for lunch he got fear. Fear that if he ever complained, or got out of line, mother would get the Kalashnikov. Eventually the sound of an AK being locked and loaded became a trigger for Boris, sending him fleeing in terror. He learned to hide. He learned to hide so well, even the stinging bullets could not find him. One day, a bear broke into Boris' house and ate Boris' mother's legs off. In the time before she bled out, she beat the bear to death with her borscht ladle. Her last words to her son were "Borya... Eat your borscht." This led Boris to eat his Borscht, and make sure he grew big and strong so he could defend himself. He was tired of hiding, so he made sure he could fight. He finally got a contract as a Champion, and has been blowing his paycheck on vodka ever since. His new protege is eager, but not disciplined enough for Boris' liking. This will change if Connor is to survive. Not that he'd be killed by mutants, oh no, that honor would be Boris' if the little ball of adrenaline didn't shut up once in a while.

Morridan · Nov 19, 2014

Champion Profile

Redd Shotokhan

"Blood Ogre"

General Information

Age: 33

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: March 11th, 3988

Blood Type: AB-OX (All Blood Types)

Dominant Hand: Right

Appearance

Height: 6'10''

Weight: 360 lbs

Eyes: Pure Red

Hair Color/Style: Jet Black

Body Build: Overly Toned. Broad shoulders, thick neck, large biceps, built chest, thin but packed waist with very defined abs, etc etc.

Skin: Dark Red

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Light scars littering his entire body as if he had been whipped like in the barbarian ages.

Champion Record

Rank: D (New Champion)

Kill Count: 1 (recorded)

Primary Power: Blood-Stream Manipulation. Anything within his blood, the flow of blood, and the potency of things within his blood can all be altered/metabolized/broken-down (Except Nectar) on a bio-chemical level. Redd was born with two hearts. One on each side of his chest. As a result, he also has two cardiovascular systems. The first set of veins/arteries is normal and reaches everywhere on his body. The second covers everything except his head.

Limitations (No Nectar): Can move his veins and arteries within his body so long as the ends of each vein/artery reaches the same place they normally would at birth. Can release a multitude of T and B cells to interact with anything within his blood, or to cause clotting effects to certain areas in a very precise manner.

Limitations (With Nectar): He can extend his bloodstream outside of his body by using the red blood cells like 'muscles' and uses the dense cells at the surface as blades, whips, hammers, etc etc. He can also extend his veins around the said objects to instantly scab them over and harden them into weapons that can be used in his hands, freeing his bloodstream to create more.

Drawbacks: Tearing of muscles. Breaking of bone due to the immense blood pressure present within them. Tunnel visioning.

Secondary Power: Blood-Based-Regeneration. Blood that makes contact with a wound will scab it over and will close it. For 'open' wounds, the blood will build webbing with a scab to act as scaffolding to slowly regenerate the missing tissues, however this would take a great deal of time; Weeks, Months.

Armor/Suit: He is usually bare-skinned on top and just regular pants on the bottom. But he does have a gun-metal-grey suit that has countless tubes running along the surface. On its back is a set of four large canisters. Each of these is to cycle, filter, and hold more blood than he has within his body.

Support Tech: His suit connects to his spinal cord via a plug that allows him to control the blood that is even within the canisters and the tubes.

Weapons: A set of gauntlets that are made of Calrhenium-Nano-Diboride synthesized, formed, constructed, and heated in a harsh vacuum and quenched in mercury with millions of tons of pressure. The gauntlet have needles on the inside that plunge within Redd's hand and wrists. On the knuckles of the gauntlets are hollow spikes to puncture into foes. With this, he can use his own bloodstream (If necissary) to create a vacuum to pull out great quantities of an enemy's blood with each strike. Or to pump his own blood in through them.

Misc. Items: Set of Iron Beads worn like a Necklace.

Team: None

Theme Song:

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Psychological Profile

Attitudes: Hateful, Vindictive, Masochistic, Sadistic, and violent

Attributes: Blunt, Humble, Has a Maternal Instinct Towards children, untrusting, Stoic

Social Traits: Overbearing, Argumentative, Unruly

Skills: Extensive First-Aid, Vast knowledge of Mixed Martial Arts, Well-Studied in the complete anatomy of most Monsters as well as a perfect understanding of the human body, and Comprehensive Knowledge AND practice of survival skills.

Hobbies: Cutting himself. Shadow-Boxing/Fighting. Raising baby animals and breeding butterflies; god help those who laugh.

Personality

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Mental Stability

Preexisting Conditions: Slight Paranoia. Self-Harming.

Nectar Side Effects: Passing, brief, Hallucinations.

Current Symptoms: Ritualistic cutting. Ritualistic Beating.

Severity: Every day, Redd breaks one finger, beats himself with a metal rod, and stabs himself in several locations just before going to sleep. The fingers are usually healed overnight, though depending on his diet, it may take an entire day.

History: Redd was born in one of the 'outer cities'. This particular city was called Growar; The city of thieves, murderers, and sin. Of course there were a few groups that were an exception to these titles. One such group is the family in which Redd was brought into the world. He grew up as any child would that is born of the Mu no Ken school. Each child was to have two masters, completing two training regimes, and undergoing two conflicting teachings and mastering both to a high degree. These teachings were the Katsujinken and Satsujinken. To save life with fists, and to take life with fists. Many children picked one side or the other as their primary focus. Redd, however, was the child of the two grand elder's grandchildren. Both of these old men found great promise in him. And it was decided at a very young age that Redd would not be allowed to pick a side. He was to learn via the scrolls passed down from elder to elder through the customs of both schools of combat. He was to learn from the words of a master dating back three thousand years. The school of thought known as Mugen Kenka that is also called the "Unlimited Potential of Nothingness"; The grounds on which the two halves are based.

From the age of 10, Redd learned, practiced, studied, trained, and mastered martial arts. And when the time came for him to perform for his school, he entered "The Pit"; A wide hole in which disputes are publicly settled via combat and the entertainment of warriors fighting against monsters. The bones of men and beast alike litter the ground. The 13 year old boy fought within this hole against two monsters at once. Both of which were cow-looking creature with long necks. The scuffle lasted all of ten seconds as Redd flipped his own body around and jerked on one of the creature's curved horns, snapping its neck and whipping it into the ground on top of the second one in a seemingly effortless motion. This victory marked the beginning for his real training. It also sparked the start of his path to train on how to best control his mutation. This undertaking would be his only driving force. Do not Fail. Do not bring shame to both families. Do not show cowardice. Do not be discouraged. Do not falter. Do not die.

It took twenty years before Redd was personally satisfied with his mutation and his martial prowess. In those twenty years, Redd had to kill his training partner in order to learn to be coldhearted, do extensive civil work under the guise of 'charity' to learn compassion, and bear witness to countless other fights so that he could learn to better control the urges that the elders called 'Fighting Spirit'. Ultimately to learn to control himself until the time when he could be unleashed on an enemy. To fight to protect people, and yet at the same time use his fists to snuff out his enemies. He would do both while resolving to ignore any personal satisfaction it might bring. An existence in which his own life has no meaning for him. And the death of other beings having no effect on him. A miserable existence of fighting, pain, toil... and diligence.

In this twenty years, he had racked up 182 more monster kills to his name. All of which ranging from mere beasts to more frightening monstrosities. He narrowly escaped death countless times. Most of these near-death matches were the last matches of his training. He also used knock-off brands of Nectar to greater effect than usual while acquiring control over the mutations it interacted with. But knowing how this would affect him, he used his secondary bloodstream for testing. He knew of the side effects, and knew of the addiction it could cause. And so he had spaced out the use of this 'Nectar' as to detoxify himself after every session, taking several months off of it at a time. It was due to the trafficking of the knock-off Nectar that had secured his city in disfavor from the others.

But now, at the age of 33, Redd has left his home city to start a lifestyle of hunting and valor in Arcadia. His hope is to make a name for himself and his home city. His goal is to bring great honor and pride to his more 'savage' and 'unlawful' people by showing the world of their power and strength. Donning the gauntlets made to mimic those detailed in the ancient scrolls and made with new metallurgy, science, and technology, Redd qualified and passed the tests required of him to become a champion. The same gauntlets he was barred from using in his days within "The Pit". He looks forward to this first hunt with no pity for those he calls 'enemy'.

ViAdvena · Nov 25, 2014

Champion Profile

Sienna Argante

"Spikes"


General Information

Date of Birth: 21/06/4002

Gender: Female

Blood Type: O+

Dominant Hand:Left

Appearance

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 140 lbs

Eyes: Light green

Hair Color/Style: Blonde, long and wavy. She let it down in daily life, but put it into bun in combat
	Body Build: Mesomorph (Medium Build). Despite looks skinny at first glance, she is actually really well-toned. Higher bone density than average people

Skin: Fair

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Long thin scars on both her arms and short scars on her palms. It's where her bone blades usually come out.

Champion Record

Rank: D

Kill Count: 45

Primary Power: Bone manipulation. She is able to manipulate the attributes of her bones, from density to size and shape. This makes her can transform her bones to any shapes she want, like spear or shield.

Limitations (W/O Nectar): Without nectar, it will take longer to grow and retract bones. She also can’t create as many variation of bone weapon, only limited to lance or straight sword shape. She is also only able to grow and manipulates bones from her arms.

Limitations (W/ Nectar): With nectar, she can manipulates all part of her bones. She can extend her bones to maximum length of two meters (this is only for a thin, rope-like shape).

Drawbacks: After the nectar wears off, she will feels like there’s splinters in her skin, only this feeling come from under her skin and all over her body, which is very disorienting. The physical exertion from this amplified power also made her need to be put on a high calcium diet, lest her bones become brittle and endanger her life

Secondary Power: Accelerated healing via life energy absorption. Basically, she can regenerates/heals quickly by absorbing energy from any living being. But this life-absorption ability only works if she is injured. This power goes dormant when she is healthy.

Armor/Suit:

A combat suit that can hold against blunt force and small slashing. However, the main function of the suit is to accelerate user’s spinning movement. It has some opening to allow for bones protrusion. The legs part of the suit is structured to amplify the user’s jump range.

Support Tech: A small device in the form of headband that makes her could view things behind her without have to turn around. Essentially an electronic third eye. It also functions to return her balance almost immediately after spinning

Weapons: 1)A tranquilizer gun, can pierce through the exoskeleton of most monsters. 2)Sticky grenades.

Misc. Items: A Towel

Team: None at the moment

Psychological Profile

Attitude: 1)Motivated 2)Cheerful 3)Late 4)Flexible 5)Self-confident

Attributes: 1)Enterprising 2)Adventurous 3)Lucky 4)Subjective 5)Chit-chatting

Social Traits: 1)Psychological health and well-being 2)Parents attained high social status 3)Indifferent social environment

Skills: Negotiating skills, capacity to judge others, teamwork skills

Hobbies: When she isn't doing all the killing-monsters business, she likes to dance

Personality


Thinking

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Thinking		Abstract
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Optimism
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Leader
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Combat Persona


Covert

Tactic		Overt
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Melee
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Blood-lust

Enthusiasm		Calm
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Precision
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Mental Stability

Sane

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Preexisting Conditions: None

Nectar Side Effects: Increased heart rate and blood pressure, disorientation, nausea

Current Symptoms: Hypertension and decreased attention span. Also, she is yet to notice, but she began to have a ‘lost’ period where her mind is completely blank and unresponsive to the surrounding, much like a switched-off robot. And the frequency of this ‘lostness’ is gradually increasing. Also, she doesn’t know whether this is a bad thing or not, but a burst of red liquid fascinates her…

Severity: Hypertension and decreased attention span: Mild. ‘Lostness’ period: Negligible

History

Sienna was born into initially middle class family, with two parents that both affectionate towards her and each other. When she was little, her mother often told her stories from the past, when there’s no wall and people could freely roam outside, the time where Mother Nature was still friendly towards human. Her mother longing to explore the outside world, but her frail physique prevents her from doing it. Sienna, fascinated by her mother’s story, end ups sharing the same curiosity about outside world. Despite that, nothing extraordinary happened in this peaceful family. However, everything changed when she was seven years old. Her mother, who always had a weak body, one day died from a sudden cardiac arrest. Distraught from his spouse’s unexpected death, Sienna’s father buried himself in work to distract him from grief. This workaholic tendency resulted in his skyrocketing carrier and elevated social status, but his daughter was neglected in the process. Sienna tried to reach to her father, to no avail. She almost never saw him, and even when he was home, he was too busy in his study to even greet his daughter. Eventually, Sienna was closer to the maids and servants of her house than to her own parent. She considers them as a family substitute, and interacted with their children like one would interact with siblings. One day, they discovered a part of the wall that was under construction. That place was usually guarded by the workers, but that day was the first Wild Hunt of the seasons, and everyone went to watch the show...including the construction workers. Sienna’s neighborhood was not the one who got all hyped up by the Wild Hunt seasons, so they didn’t pay attention to that event. All they knew was there’s an opening in the wall, hole that was too small for monsters to enter, but big enough for several ten-years old to squeeze out. Sienna was always curious about how the outside world looks, so seeing this, she and her friends decided to go on (mis)adventure outside the wall. It went as well as expected. They were ambushed by a monster minutes after they went out. As they’re trying to escape back inside, Sienna was able to distract the monster's attention to her so her friends could escape. But she herself had no way out. She would have died right then and there, if only not for the fact that there’s a Champion nearby. Very lucky of her, that Champion killed the monster before it could do any serious harm. Sienna was amazed by how strong the Champion was, and motivated to become a Champion so she could be strong enough to roam outside the wall without dying, and perhaps, cleanse the outside wall from monsters (no matter how impossible that sound) so someday people could walk outside the wall without have to worry about deadly monsters, just like the good ol' time. This choice of career was enough to turn her father’s attention from his work to her. He greatly opposed this, saying that there’s far more promising work that doesn’t involve put her neck on the line fighting abomination. But after a long debate (which ended with Sienna saying “I’m doing what mother want if she were still here!”), he begrudgingly accept. At the age of thirteen, Sienna wasted no time in entering Eximus. She aced the entrance exam in mental portion and did fairly well in the others. During her training years, she developed her signature attack style that lead to her stage name, ‘spinning spikes’, where she grows very sharp spikes on either her weapon or her own body and then spinning-launch herself to her enemy, shredded them to bits. This rather brutal fighting style makes her often drenched in monsters’ blood from head to toe, freaking everyone out at her sight. One of the popular bet about her is how much covered in blood she will be when she come back from the battlefield. Now it has been more than one year since she became a Champion, with a nice killing count of 45. Her trainers often said that she has great potential, but if only she were more focused in killing monsters instead of exploring the wildlife outside the wall...

Theme Song: [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x93ZB0VK3yM[/media]

Lucem · Nov 25, 2014

Champion Profile

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Marcus Winters

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General Information

Age: 18

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 12/25/4003

Blood Type: AB-

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Appearance

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 115 lbs

Eyes: Gray

Hair Color/Style: Marcus' hair is platinum blond in color, accompanied by noticeable areas that can be considered gray. It is kept at a medium length, the bangs almost always blocking his eyes from view.

Body Build: On the surface, Marcus fits the description of an Ectomorph. However, the boy is surprisingly well-built. While he may be small, Marcus possesses a toned physique.

Skin: Marcus' skin is a fair tone, but the boy's complexion is also quite pale.

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Marcus possesses several scars throughout the entirety of his body, varying in size. The most noticeable are grouped on his upper and lower back, larger in comparison to the others. The only part of his body that is seemingly unscathed would be his face, relatively normal when disregarding the pale skin and dark lines underneath the eyes

Champion Record

Rank: D

Kill Count: As the kills from before his time in the academy are unofficial, the total number is significantly lower, amounting to fifteen

Primary Power: Marcus possesses the ability to vibrate his body, which may not seem very impressive at first, but that is a dangerous assumption to make. If used in the correct way, the power is capable of great deviation. With such a skill, there are various uses.

By vibrating his body to a certain frequency, Marcus is actually capable of producing sound. This can leave enemies disoriented for an amount of time or with permanent handicaps, such as the loss of hearing. As for more combat intensive situations, the vibrations themselves are quite useful.

Depending on the how far the vibrations are raised, both inorganic and organic surroundings can be affected. For inorganic, the terrain can be altered similarly to if it was hit by an earthquake, causing cracks in the ground and leveling areas in extreme cases. In regard to living beings, the effects can be quite harmful. By reaching a high rate of vibration, waves can be produced and sent throughout the human body. Depending on the rate it was exposed to, the damage will vary. A common use when under the effects of Nectar would be the ability to rupture internal organs or cause the body to explode as a whole.

As another effect of contact with these vibrations, the body that is on the receiving end can develop a weakness of muscles, impaired blood circulation, fatigue and joint pain, and overall deterioration.

By tuning the frequencies, Marcus is capable of performing what is known as "vibration cutting". By using a certain level of vibrations, they are capable of acting somewhat like a blade, cutting obstacles that Marcus may come across.

Limitations: Without the use of Nectar, the output of vibrations can also have much more adverse effects to Marcus' own body that are intended for other targets. Secondly, the distance that the waves can travel are heavily restricted, the target needing to be within a much closer proximity.

Limitations (With Nectar): Marcus is not fully capable of cohesive thought, giving into the instincts of his more manic personality. For this reason, he poses more of a threat to himself and those around him.

Drawbacks: If Marcus overexerts himself by vibrating for long durations or if he was to reach a high level of oscillation, his body would deteriorate, losing strength in his muscles and being left in a sort of "overheated" state. In addition, his five senses would be affected, having difficulty with hearing and seeing to a large degree.

Secondary Power: By making use of his vibrations, Marcus is capable of increasing the body's strength and is also able to speed up the healing process. This is a passive ability in comparison to the more combat oriented skills listed above. While it may seem complex, the way he achieves these abilities is actually quite simple.

By using vibrations, the cells within the body are forcibly broken down and quickly rebuilt, causing them to become stronger. The osteoblasts that are found within the bones can also attribute to bone growth and density, similar to how the mass of muscle is increased. The more that these osteoblasts are stimulated, the greater the effect is, causing increase of the body's performance and growth.

In regards to healing, the explanation is also quite simple. Wounds that are exposed to vibrations have an increase in the growth of granulation tissue, a tissue that is important early in the healing process. The vibrations assist in the creation of new blood vessels, as well as increasing expression of chemokines, which factor into growth factors and signaling molecules. Unfortunately, the extent to which he can perform this is limited when not under the influence of Nectar. Severe wounds cannot be healed and the rate of cell regrowth is comparatively slow.

Finally, vibrations also have an effect on sensory perception. To put it simply, the body's senses become numb. By doing this, Marcus can essentially lose the ability to feel pain, which can be pretty useful in conflict. However, there are negatives. Without the ability to notice that the body is being harmed, Marcus can become increasingly reckless in the middle of a battle. In the event that he survives a fight, the amount of pain he would've sustained during is felt in one large wave when his perception is resorted, placing a great amount of strain on his body.

Armor/Suit: Rather than using an extravagant set of defensive equipment, Marcus wears a light set of durable, metal armor underneath his clothing.

Support Tech: In an attempt to compensate for the level of oscillation his body is limited to, Marcus uses a set of gloves that amplify his vibrations. While they do not serve as well as Nectar, they are adequate.

Weapons: Similar to "vibration cutting", Marcus wields a sword that is capable of having its prowess increased by receiving vibrations through his body. The same method applies to a set of throwing knives that are used as backup weaponry, but are capable of being used from a distance. Rather than a weapon, the boy is also equipped with a set of wires that serve as conduits between his blades and body when they are separated. While first-hand contact is more effective, the wires perform well in tight situations, capable of cutting as well.

Misc. Items: None

Team: None at the moment

Psychological Profile

Attitudes:

Positive-Caring, Modest, Tolerant, Selfless, hard-working

Negative-Insecure, Lack of faith in self, Closed, Unsure, Gloomy

Attributes:

Positive-Conscious of weakness, Creative, Observant, Intelligent, Tough

Negative-Adverse to risk, Submits, Fatigued, Previous failure in family life, Inpoverished

Social Traits: Psychological problems, Hostile upbringing, Physical traits are fine

Skills: Listening skills, Planning skills, Problem-solving skills

Hobbies: N/A

Personality

Reasoning

Thinking

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Feeling

Reaction

Forethought

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Reflection

Grouping

Independent

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Collaborative

Thinking

Concrete

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Abstract

Judgment

Optimism

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Skepticism

Leadership

Leader

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Follower

Sanity

Sane

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Insane

Usage of Nectar

None

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Overdose

Mental Stability

Nectar Side Effects: Marcus develops a split personality that is purely manic in behavior

Current Symptoms: Hallucniations, Insomnia

Severity: Marcus has been unable to get a proper night's rest for as long as he can remember, the Insomnia quite prevalent in his life. Regarding the hallucinations that he suffers, they are erratic. He can never determine when or for how long they will occur, putting him at great risk.

History:

On a night plagued by furious, bone-chilling winds and snow that fell from the heavens, a bundle of blankets was left on the cold, hard surface of a stranger's doorstep. On the cheerful night of Christsmas, a child was abandoned and its fate was left up to that of an unknown person. Whether the ones that left it there did this for the infant's own good or out of their own selfishness, it would forever be a mystery.

Along with the absence of a mother and father, the child was met with nothingness at every corner. It had no name and it had no memories, appearing to have lived in this world for no longer than a month, although the duration seemed to be much shorter, given its underdeveloped form. With all of these unknowns, there was still one shred of certainty.

While they did not know the identity of the exact person that would take charge of their young one, the former guardians were fully aware of where they had left him. The Church of Misteor was a lovely place that was ran by a highly respected and very charitable man. Father Donato was beloved by all, whether rich or poor, and was deemed worthy of even sainthood.

While he lived by the word of God, the elderly man also lived by his second love. Father Donato cared for children very much, not allowed to have a wife or child of his own due to his profession. For this reason, the church he ran doubled as a haven for children that were troubled and left to fend for themselves. On one particular night, he would be gifted with another of God's little miracles.

When he took the package of life that had been colored white, he was surprised when an even paler complexion of skin was revealed from the cocoon of cloth. With tiny cheeks and a nose tipped red from the exposure to the harsh cold, it was hard to believe that anything could have survived the outdoors for so long. Despite his shock, he could not refute that what he saw was real, a living, yet very small, being had braved the elements and held out until help came. With the lack of cries that it released, almost as if it had wanted to be taken by the veil of ice that threatened to stop its heart, it was a miracle that he had been discovered by the aging priest.

With a smile forming amidst various wrinkles, Father Donato took in the ghost-like child. No records to be found, he proclaimed this day as the one when he had been born and granted it the gift of a name. This was the rebirth of the boy known as Marcus Winters, a name accompanying the circumstances of his entrance into his new life.

From then on, he would be the new addition in the growing family that had been placed under the angelic wing of Father Donato, the priest of The Church of Misteor. However, to those that lived there, this church had another name. With the old man's white wing of soft feathers seen as those of ebony daggers by the children, they had but one word to call the place they lived. Hell.

While Father Donato was the ultimate form of good in the eyes of the public, the children of the church knew what kind of of person he really was. He could not be described as a wolf in sheep's clothing, rather being the creature that devours the wolf. In truth, Father Donato may have been the very incarnation of the Devil himself.

For this old man, the word of God fell on deaf ears. He did not care for the the wellbeing of others and the world could burn in flames for all that it was worth. People were filth and so was this thing they called life. He found everything to be disgusting and nobody could truly grasp what he truly desired or what he wanted with all his black, crumbling heart. However, the children had a small understanding of what he strived for, what he wanted. This man wanted a Champion.

The church was a mere front, as was its second second duty as an orphanage. Beneath the polished wood floors that supported the statues of angels and songbirds, there laid a hidden section that could only be described as a prison. In actuality, those that had been subjected to the conditions of solitary confinement wouldn't have been able to stomach the scenery of what could hardly be called living quarters. Concrete floors that had been left to accumulate filth for ages and a suffocating darkness that even bats would find unnerving.

Even though they were children, the place where they rested there heads could only be fitting for the monsters that existed beyond the protection of Arcadia's grand walls.

Taking in every child that walked or even crawled through his doors, he groomed them for the sole purpose to satisfy his own twisted desires. Father Donato wanted a true Champion, one that would triumph over all others. However, he was not concerned with something as trivial as the hunts that these other Champions took part in. No, he had plans to groom a human being to serve on a much larger scale. He wanted a Champion for the world as a whole. For this, he would use any means necessary.

Each and every day, the children of the orphanage would be subjected to intense training, which they would refer to as simple torture. Each of their small bodies having great power flowing through, they would be raised like cattle to reach perfection. Of course, no person in this world possessed the ability to reach their ultimate potential through training alone. To satiate his hunger for the perfect being, he would need the nectar of God that had been aptly named and distributed amongst the cattle.

With the generous donations of the naive fools that attended the sermons that Father Donato held while he wore his mask of charity, he purchased the drug known as "Nectar" from every dealer he could find. When the vile serum had been placed in his cold, wrinkled hands, the Hell that the children endured would become a distant memory that would soon be remembered as a haven. From then on, the drug would flow through their systems with each passing day.

Out of these children that endured, Father Donato had no attachments, but one of them had managed to catch his eye. Marcus, the child that should've died on that Christmas night, had taken his interest. Unfortunately for the boy, he had become the priest's favorite toy.

Marcus was a sweet and caring boy, despite the torture he was subjected to. Despite how much he had suffered, he did his best to persevere and survive. The children of the church were his family and he wanted to be with them, struggling as they tried to retain there existence. However, there remained times where he simply couldn't perform as expected and like the others, he was punished.

A lash here, a burn there, or even a cut that ran troughout the entire body, Father Donato struck fear into the children in a literal sense. The beatings they suffered at his hands were too gruesome for words, leaving many of them near death. In some cases, they hadn't been lucky enough to only receive close to the end.

Either to set an example or as a result of being lost in a fit of rage, the old man went beyond the boundary that had been set and ended the lives of his children with his own two hands. Afterwards, those caught shedding any tears for the departed would meet the same fate. Crying was a sign of weakness and those who lacked strength would not be tolerated. However, when the door above their heads had been locked and before the cycle of pain continued the next day, sniffles could be heard from within the darkness.

Out of those that suffered, Marcus endured the most. The boy was not a strong person. In terms of strength, he was the weakest and was plagued by every fear imaginable, making him a prime target. Despite this, he had a talent for not succumbing to death. This was when the Father's favoritism started.

Since the day he had picked him off the church doorstep, Marcus had been able to survive almost anything, something that caught his eye. Out of all of those that were gathered, he had the most potential to become his ideal champion. Unfortunately, being the priest's favorite did not make life any easier. In fact, things became worse.

Father Donato relished the boy's constant mistakes and failure to comply. He had even allowed the boy to cry after suffering the worst pain possible, finding a twisted sense of pleasure in it. The weakest and the smallest had become his prized pupil. Every time, Marcus would shudder as the man's infamous words were spoken into his ear, accompanied by a feral grin."You've been a bad boy, Marcus".

Finally, the Father decided it was time to move to the next phase of their training. While the days of having the orphans endure his harsh regimens managed to somewhat increase their strength, it was not enough. The plants still needed to be watered and he knew just where to find the perfect ray of sunshine that would further them towards his goals. They would venture into the world beyond Misteor's walls.

Having scouted a small hole in the constructed barriers around their grand city, the children were taken out of their prison and allowed to stretch their legs in a place that none of them had witnessed. In an odd way, the large flora were beautiful and gave off a pleasant feeling. However, above all else, they adored this thing called the sun. Out of all of them, Marcus had never truly seen the sphere of light, having spent his entire life in the dark pits of Donato's chambers.

As they took in the beautiful scenery, they would soon discover that the land beyond the walls of Misteor was not as beautiful as they had imagined. Horrifying creatures would soon find themselves with an appetizing spread of prey, defenseless and ignorant to the danger that surrounded them. This was the true reason that they had been released from their shackles. Before he could have his Champion, these pawns would need to see the world for what it really was.

That day, several children had lost their lives. Whether it was the crimson that stained their frail bodies or the screams that reached their young ears, such a massacre had never been witnessed. Out of those that had survived, one had been clever enough to ensure that he did not meet the same fate as his friends. Marcus, the weakest among them and the one that endured, had used his brilliant mind to stay alive. However, with the days that followed, he would soon wish that he hadn't and covet death beyond all else.

Each time they were pushed beyond the walls of Misteor, they would experience the loss of their friends and family. Although, they had began to become numb, just like how this new drug they had been forced to use made them feel. All they could be grateful for was the fact that they had been the ones to live. They had began to dishonor their precious comrades in Hell by being grateful that it had been them instead that perished.

After witnessing slaughter every day, even Marcus began to lose the love he held for the other children. However, one person managed to keep him and all the others from becoming walking corpses that lacked any remorse. In this horrible life they lived, the boy named Angelo was their pride.

Angelo was the exact opposite of Marcus in every way possible. Out of all of them, he was the strongest and had the potential to become a great Champion. While Marcus was a sniveling coward, Angelo took on adversity with a smile and placed everyone before himself, even receiving punishment for the sake of someone else. He was like an elder brother that always looked out for his siblings. Even in the nights where Marcus would weep uncontrollably, his friend would be there to hold him and comfort his small body, managing to find him through the suffocating dark. As long as Angelo was there, Marcus felt like his life would still hold purpose. He wanted his friend to be able to have a life beyond this horrible place and live as a human being.

As time went by, the Nectar that the Father had been forcing upon the children was becoming harder to obtain. Not even vermin like drug dealers could tolerate the old man's actions and refused to supply him with any more. As he took out his anger on his aforementioned charges, he also managed to turn this misfortune around. If he could not buy the drug, he would make it himself.

This poor imitation that the children had been given became a new plague that threatened their lives to an even higher degree. While Donato's replica drug could not increase their performance to the same degree, the side effects had become much worse, some of them succumbing to death the instant that it began to flow through their veins. However, if they couldn't handle this new development, then they didn't deserve to live in the first place.

One day, after reviewing those that had survived throughout these years of preparation, Father Donato had decided that the time had come for the final test. At the time, he was delighted when the two he had kept a close watch on had yet to perish. Marcus and Angelo, the weakest and the strongest, managed to persevere and avoid death at all costs. However, that would soon come to an end.

As the group of survivors trudged through a dense thicket, as they always did after leaving Misteor, Marcus had noticed that they were venturing farther than usual. Upon mentioning this, Angelo brushed it off and attempted to calm his worrisome friend. While the feeling in the pit of his stomach told him that something wasn't right, he did the same as the others and trusted in their leader. If he could rewind time, the boy would've dragged his friends away at all costs, even if he had to beat them into unconsciousness in order to avoid the tragedy that followed.

They never saw it coming. More of them had appeared than ever before, striking like a bolt of lightning. Before they could even react, they began to drop like flies. Throughout the entire ordeal, Marcus didn't have the benefit of being able to morn for his friends. If he did, he would've been able to recount every friend he saw fall victim to large fangs and merciless claws. James, Lenny, George, Katherine, Annibel, Kendrick, Maria, Francis, and more. Every name had passed through his head like an alarm that signaled when each member of his family had been killed. Before he knew it, only two remained.

With his intellect and Angelo's strength, they had managed to brave the onslaught of death. However, they were helpless when it came to protecting the others. Maybe that wasn't true. Maybe they were willing to let them die just so they could escape with their lives. No, there wasn't any chance of that being the truth. They loved their family, didn't they?

Before either of them could speak, a twig from behind could be heard snapping, just like the bones of their brothers and sisters. Turning around and preparing for death to take them away from this horrible place, their hopes would be shattered when the familiar church head would appear before them. Appearing from the brush of the forest, a faux smile appeared on the face of Father Donato.

Despite having so many of his precious pawns reduced to piles of bone and rotting flesh, he hardly seemed affected. Stepping over each corpse as if they made up a luxurious red carpet, he approached the two with a word of congratulations, for they had passed the test. A test to see who among them could survive what a true Champion would face.

While the two were overcome by rage and despair, their loved ones having died for something as simple as a test, there was one thing that kept them from losing their mentality. He said that the survivors would be sent to an academy in the real world, applications having already been falsified and sent in. It was over, right? Wrong.

With two remaining, it was time for the true final test. Now that you have been through Hell with the person that you treasure beyond all else, it was time to become a true Champion and cut all emotional ties. The final test: kill your friend.

Upon hearing this, Marcus' head shook in disbelief, while his legs did so in fear. Only one of them was making it out alive, the effort they had just made to survive now meaning nothing. However, despite the absolute terror he felt, he had already reached a decision, turning to face his friend. Throughout his life in the orphanage, there was one thing he had truly desired. Angelo had to live.

Angelo was everything that Marcus couldn't be. He was brave, strong, and able to do anything, almost like a superhero. Marcus had always looked up to Angelo and wanted to be just like him one day, but he knew that it wasn't possible. However, if Angelo could make it into the world and actually live instead of just simply surviving, then that would be enough for him. Despite how the thought of death terrified him, he was fully prepared to give everything up for the sake of his friend. As he expressed these feelings of his to the older boy, Marcus would have his departure from this world put on hold.

Rather than taking the opportunity to make it out alive, Angelo was fully intent on Marcus being the one to survive. When the smaller of the two had vehemently denied this, Angelo broke into an uncharacteristic shout. The boy's desire for his friend to live was revealed to be much deeper than it appeared.

While Angelo was beloved by the other children, the boy despised himself with all his heart. While he looked after the others, a dark thought would creep inside his mind as each one lost their life. 'Better them than me.'

He was shocked that he could even think such a thing, trying his best to deny that he felt this way. He loved his family, truly he did. However, he couldn't help but feel relief when he survived another day instead of someone else. He was scum.

In an attempt to prove to himself that these thoughts were not his true feelings, he began to put himself before the others by accepting punishment on their behalf and giving up what little food that they received. He tried to become a person that was just the opposite of his thoughts. During these times, there was a person he looked up to, someone he tried to emulate with all his might. He strove to be just like Marcus.

While the boy was weak and was unable to do almost anything, Marcus held a deep love for his family and never let that change. Even when he became depressed, screamed during the injections, and was subjected to the priest's torture, he continued to love everyone. But most of all, the boy did something Angelo wished with all his heart that he could do. He cried when his comrades died. While Angelo was everyone's pride, Marcus was his.

Throughout the duration of their stand off, Angelo retained a smile that wavered, both boys practically begging the other to kill them. As heartwarming as the scene was, Father Donato was growing impatient. If neither was willing to end their friend's life, then he would simply kill them both.

Distracted by the man's words, Marcus turned to beg Angelo to hurry once more, but it was too late. The boy's hand became overwhelmed by a warm sensation, the slight movements of his thumb connecting with his palm sticky to the touch. As he looked down to investigate, the boy looked down in horror upon realizing what was on the other end of the knife he had used to survive until this very moment. His best friend and the last of his family had plunged himself onto the end of the blade.

As he cried, questioning why Angelo did such a thing, the older of the two still held his signature smile, despite the red liquid appearing from the corner of his mouth. With a final word, Angelo fell to the ground, all signs of life having escaped his body. Still holding the smile, another emotion was evident by the clear substance that fell from his eyes. For the first time in his life, Angelo was able to get what he wanted, a trail of tears falling, his final wish granted. "Live".

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As the priest donned a cheshire grin, Marcus began to suffer as his mind deteriorated, breaking down into small fragments of his former self. As if it was a self-defense mechanism, his conscious began to separate in order to protect itself, unable to cope with what had just occurred. He was no longer the same. Before he knew it, everything became white.

In a surprising display of speed, the boy gripped the older man by his throat, all his strength accumulating for the sole purpose of crushing his entire being. With death on his doorstep, via the boy who had done so thirteen years ago, there was no fear. Instead, Father Donato laughed with wholehearted joy. For the first time in his life, he was truly happy. Finally, someone befitting of his standards had appeared before him. The young boy's eyes glowing with crazed anger and a feral grin not so different from his own, the old man could feel his soul shiver as his Champion spoke those words. "You've been a bad boy, Donato!"

Crushing his foster father's throat, the church head fell to the ground, what little life he retained escaping him as he continued to smile. He had expected this from the beginning. The paperwork he had sent in was already in the boy's name, Angelo unable to escape even if he had been the one to survive. Yes, everything had had been leading up to this very moment, his favorite toy becoming the Champion that would fix the world he hated so much. It had always been Marcus.

As Father Donato made his final attempts at breathing, the manic boy before him made one thing perfectly clear. Getting in close, he denied even the pathetic wheezes that escaped his mouth with the blade in hand. "My name is Angelo."

After everything was said and done, Marcus had began a somewhat normal life. He had regained his consciousness already attending this academy, but not as the same person he once was. The boy had lost a large portion of his memory, unable to recall the events of his childhood in a complete manner and everything becoming skewed. The only thing he could completely remember was the order to become a Champion.

Whatever Donato had written in the application seemed to have worked, no suspicions being raised towards Marcus' mental state. Not having been under the influence of Nectar since the events at the church, he returned to his normal self, albeit retaining effects that he was unable to explain. However, he had gained attention for something else. The boy was hopeless when it came to the training, scared of practically everything and capable of tripping over absolutely nothing.

During those five years, Marcus was an outcast for his lack of ability, yet never held any ill will towards anyone. Despite this, the boy did have one positive characteristic. He was remarkably intelligent.

During simulations, Marcus was able to put his intellect to work and survive the worst of ordeals. It was in the event that he stood still and did nothing, the instructors were able to discover something else about the boy. When ordered through excessive yelling, he responded surprisingly well, all signs of his meek personality vanishing. Becoming cool and calculative, he performed exceptionally well in these situations. However, due to the lack of direction received during the hunts, Marcus was only barely able to meet the requirement of five kills and allowed to become a Champion.

Upon completing his training, Marcus was anonymously delivered a large case. Within this case contained several gadgets he was unfamiliar with. What surprised him most of all was how expensive they looked. The boy was dirt poor without a cent to his name and he was suddenly presented with something like this.

From that day on, Marcus made a meager living with the amount of money that was delivered along with the weaponry. Able to afford a small residence, he sits by patiently for the day where he can become a Champion, following the mysterious voice in his head.

Four The Magician · Dec 7, 2014

Champion Profile

Deiter Herrmann

"Dupe"

General Information

Date of Birth: 11/21/3997

Gender: Male

Blood Type: A-

Appearance:

Height: 6'

Weight: 178

Eyes: Blue

Hair Color/Style: Black, Medium, never styled.

Body Build: Ectomorph (Light Build)

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Two snakes winding up his arm going all the way to his back where they appear to be in a fight.

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Champion Record

Rank: C (Kills: 100)

Kill Count: 200

Primary Power: Army of One (Duplication): Deiter possesses the ability to recreate himself, the clothes on his back, and whatever is in his hands while keeping his own form. Though as each one gets created it loses strength and overall stamina but will not take away from his own strength.

Limitations (W/O Nectar): 1) He can only duplicate once. 2) He loses strength, as well as his duplicate is much weaker.

Limitations (W/ Nectar): 1) He is able to duplicate himself up to 4 times making a total of five of himself. 2) The strength of each duplicate goes down with how many he duplicates to.

Drawbacks: 1) Though it might not seem like a major drawback to some, each duplicate he makes of himself slowly takes away some of his own personality but does not give it back upon destruction, therefore it's always like losing apart of him each time. 2) The second drawback would be in battle with five of him all shooting at one target, the odd Duplicate misses which can sometimes be deadly towards another, or near deadly for himself.

Armor/Suit: As Deiter’s ability does not destroy what he is wearing he chose to go something dark and mobile so he is able to sneak around and finish monsters off before they have a chance to see him. Dawning dark black combat boots that go just about to his knees and dark black pants mostly hidden by the boots as well as his same coloured trench coat that goes down to practically the ground. A basic t-shirt under the trench coat but a bullet proof jacket on top of the shirt for the odd time he might shoot one of his own.

Support Tech: As added damage from his weapons he had them engineered so if he was currently under the effect of Nectar the damage of the shot would be doubled though this was still energy from his body. This was made possible through tiny needles implanted into the grips of the gun which takes tiny amount of blood and works bio-mechanically inside the guns.

Weapons: He carries a total of three firearms on him, two Walther CCP pistols which sit holstered at his hips on either side, and an M107 Sniper Rifle which packs a mean shot, all of which are carried over in his duplication process. Though these aren’t the only weapons he has, attached to his thighs on either side are two combat knives if anything gets too close for comfort.

Misc. Items: Carries around a phone which plays music, this given to him by a company so he tends to keep the headphones in, the phone as a kiwi sticker on the back of it.

Team:

Psychological Profile

Attitude: 1) Stubborn 2) Decisive 3) Confident 4) Hostile 5) Pessimist

Attributes: 1) Stingy 2) Impartial 3) Rude 4) Intelligent 5) Unfriendly

Social Traits: 1) Introvert 2) Indifferent 3) Low-toned

Skills: Deduction skills, Strong tracking skills, Breaking a situation down quickly, Intelligence

Personality

Thinking

Reasoning		Feeling
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Forethought
Reaction		Reflection
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Independent
Grouping		Collaborative
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Concrete

Thinking		Abstract
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Optimism
Judgement		Scepticism
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Leader
Leadership		Follower
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Combat Persona

Covert

Tactic		Overt
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Melee
Range		Distance
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Blood-lust

Enthusiasm		Calm
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Precision
Accuracy		Spray & Pray
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Mental Stability

Sane

Sanity Level		Insane
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None
Usage of Nectar		Overdose
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Nectar Side Effects: High Blood Pressure, Headaches and sometimes Dizziness

Current Symptoms: Depression, Anxiety, High Blood Pressure

Severity: Moderate

History

Deiter had an amazing and spoiled childhood from the outside, but if it were to be viewed by what really happened people would begin to think otherwise. At the young age of seven Deiter’s parents, both of whom were Champions at the time had him practicing early so he could get a head start “On his career” as they put it. As much as Deiter tried to refuse the training, due to the fact that he watched his parents become addicted to line and slowly fade away, he had no choice and was forced into it. Growing up he lacked friends and he had very low amount of social interactions with others, either than his ‘talks’ that he would have with his schizophrenic mother on a timely basis. Eventually these stopped when Deiter reached ten years old and his mother overdosed on line which created his father to use the drug more heavily. Deiter learned quickly and once he reached the age of 13, became strong enough to begin his training as a champion, his combat skills he was able to train on the kids that once bullied him for having ‘crazy’ parents though this wasn’t enough. When his father would be gone or passed out from a night of drinking, he would see if he could go cause some trouble and take on a fight or two in a location that wasn’t kind. Of course he wasn’t going to win them all, but he did win some and in the process learned how to fight better and take care of himself. During the five years Deiter spent training his dad retired as a champion and soon overdosed on nectar as well, though Deiter didn’t think much of his dad so this event didn’t cause him much stress, though it almost did make him quit his path as a Champion as his father was the only reason he was choosing this life. He continued his movements through life as a Champion and took a step forward into ‘stardom’.

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Prizzy Kriyze · Dec 12, 2014

ORION

Mathias "Matt" Blackwell

General Information

Age

27

Gender

Male

D.O.B.

The fifth of January, 3994

Blood Type

AB+

Dominant Hand

Right, though mostly ambidextrous

Rank

U-B

Kill Count

438

Fame

With his sudden return to the game, a few of his old loyal followers have influenced parts of the fans with their hype. Mathias has a small following, but a big hype for what he'll accomplish in his comeback.
Appearance

Height

5'10''

Weight

215lbs

Eyes

Shining Green, as a side-effect of his power

Hair Color/Style

White, Wild

Body Build

Slim with very apparent muscles

Skin

Completely Pale

Tattoos/Marks/Scars

Plenty of scars on forearms and hands, increasing closer to his palms.

http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/092/c/c/green_heart_by_lunamoon1995-d37s7ix.jpg Heart tattoo

http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/092/c/c/green_heart_by_lunamoon1995-d37s7ix.jpg slightly off-center on his chest, just above his heart.

Powers

Primary Power

Super Charge - Matt can make anything he touches explode, either immediately or after a short moment/in controlled amounts he can charge electrical equipment. If charge is applied to regular air, it will only appear as a bright green fire which he can not create much of, and due to the constant stream of ability usage when making the fire, it has increased side-effects.

Limitations (No Nectar)

1.Matt can't affect items much larger than his fists.

2.The explosions aren't very powerful.

3.The timing on the explosions are incredibly hard to control. (The timing is set when he initially touches the item, he cannot detonate it intentionally once he's broken contact with the item in question)

4.The green fire is only about as effective as a lighter running out of fuel

5. Charging an object takes time

Limitations (With Nectar)

1.Matt cannot charge small electrical equipment, and it will break it if he attempts to.

2.Matt can at max coat an entire limb in the green fire, and it's incredibly draining.

3.The longer the timer on explosives are, the weaker the explosions themselves are.

4.Although it's faster with the aid of Line, charging objects still takes a little time, and he can't charge something under incredibly brief contact (Ex: a punch)

Drawbacks

1.Matt gets incredibly hungry from using his power over a long time.

2.He tends to get light-headed after using his ability a lot. His vision gets blurry and his mind numb, which makes him much more prone to mistakes, and even occasionally exploding himself.

Secondary Power

Matt's entire body is incredibly durable, to the point where only the strongest explosions he himself can create (proportional to how much line he's taken) at the moment will actually damage him. It's enough to render him immune to his own flames, and mostly absorb the explosions he might actually make of himself when he's confused.

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit

Matt has a

http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/AvengerNew_7259.jpg Mk.72 ASC-4 body armour

http://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/AvengerNew_7259.jpg with plenty of personal pieces of technology strapped to it. The armour itself isn't incredibly durable but in combination with his natural hardiness it's enough for most opponents. The armour has a mask with night- and thermal vision optics on it, but it's mostly used to disguise the natural glow of his eyes so that he can more easily stay hidden. The armour's main purpose is to disguise it's user, so Matt - despite the nature of his power - is a very sneaky combatant. It has a ammunition pocket near his right wrist that can hold up to 10 high caliber shots and automatically dispenses them into his hand when he moves his arm in a certain pattern (a mechanism that can be turned off and on). The armour has some of the quietest servo-motors in existence. There's about 283 different servo-motors, but despite the amount they only give a very slight boost to his movement since they were designed with stealth in mind.

Support Tech

Though it's highly experimental, prone to failures and mostly ineffective, Matt owns a small machine that is usually strapped to his left wrist that can create small temporary fields around items he's charged that stops them from exploding for a while, even at full power. The machine has a single charge, and then needs to cool down for about half an hour before he can use it again.

Weapons

A

http://admsve.o12.pl/admsve/PROJEKT...ster cannon concept design by_jimsvanberg.jpg high-caliber single-shot rifle

http://admsve.o12.pl/admsve/PROJEKT...ster cannon concept design by_jimsvanberg.jpg is what Matt mostly carries around. The rounds are loaded by hand so that he can charge the bullets a short moment before firing them. He also carries a

http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSgS4mJ-61A/UGL6sqqeTeI/AAAAAAAABvk/5A-727JCQ4o/s1600/Section+8+Pistol.jpg pistol

http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSgS4mJ-61A/UGL6sqqeTeI/AAAAAAAABvk/5A-727JCQ4o/s1600/Section+8+Pistol.jpg of almost the same caliber for close encounters. It's much less effective since he cannot charge the bullets.

Misc. Items

5 Frag grenades - Very large explosion when charged

http://www.swordsswords.com/images/products/detail/Futuristic_Fantasy_Zombie_Slasher_Tanto_Sword.jpg Combat Machete

http://www.swordsswords.com/images/products/detail/Futuristic_Fantasy_Zombie_Slasher_Tanto_Sword.jpg

Range Finder

http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/347/7/5/jet_pack_by_carlo_arellano-d6xs2c9.jpg Jetpack

http://th06.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2013/347/7/5/jet_pack_by_carlo_arellano-d6xs2c9.jpg - Runs off of his residue energy when he is on line.

Theme Song

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1QUZzeZoPQ[/media]
History

In the dark slums of Arcadia, Mathias was born from Maria Christina Blackwell, a simple beggar. Mathias father is unknown, as Maria was the target of a lot of abuse from the men in her neighbourhood. Mathias birth scared Maria deeply, and while worrying about how his future would be, she unfortunately passed away due to an O.D. Luckily for Mathias, his uncle, who'd gotten much better off in life, came to her for one of his irregular visits as soon as the day after, and found Mathias in his old disgusting crib. He found it in his heart to take of his sister's child, despite more or less only ever coming there to laugh at her.

This uncle, Angus Christian Blackwell, wasn't a kind man, but Mathias wasn't in a position to complain. It was the only life he knew as a child. He was forced to go to an expensive private school, take extra private lessons, and other extra-curricular activities regarding academical subjects all so he could repay the "debt" he "owed" Angus for taking care of him for so many years. Mathias hated it, and when he got a little older he managed to get Angus to acquiesce to him joining a sports team instead of studying extra math and such. The days outdoor or in training halls gave Matt a slight taste of freedom and happiness, and he wanted more.

As soon as he heard about the champion's academy he wanted to enroll, unfortunately he was still too young. He already knew Angus' opinion of the champions - that they were lazy thick-headed good-for-nothings that only had a purpose to serve outside the walls - so he started making plans for how he could run away from Angus and enroll in the academy. After almost a year of scheming the plan managed to succeed, and to Matt's surprise, it turned out that Angus had actually helped him with something. Without the education he'd attained(and a healthy dose of good luck) Mathias never would've made it into the academy.

It turned out that the life of a champion suited Mathias just fine. He graduated from the academy with top grades, and spent four years joining hunts as a champion. He loved it, but like a lot of the other champions, he started feeling the effects of the Nectar. Near the end of his fourth year, he started hearing voices, and in the end he got cold feet and left. He spent 2 years in a psych ward, but he started showing signs of improvement and was eventually let back out into society. He spent some time by himself doing little to nothing with his life until he finally felt like he was in a good enough form to join the ranks of the champions again, although this time under observation.

Mad Prince of Sanity · Dec 15, 2014

Heinrich Glishten

Age: 19

Gender: Male

DOB: 4002

Blood Type: AB

Dominant Hand: Right

Rank: C

Kill Count: 103

Fame: Heinrich cares little for fame, not outright ignoring his fans should they approach him. Yet he always carries an air of detachment and focus on whatever his goal may be. He is not above signing the occasional autograph but thinks such things trivial wastes of time.
Height: 5'8

Weight: 152 Ib.

Eyes: Green

Hair Color: Dirty Blonde

Build: Average

Skin: Caucasian

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Various scars along his arms and back.
Primary power: Wound/Pain Transference

Limitations w/o Nectar: Can only transfer wounds to those he can touch. Heinrich cannot transfer fatal wounds quickly and must maintain physical contact for at least two minutes of in-RP time or more, depending on the severity.

Limitations w/ Nectar: Due to high pain threshold, in this state, is likely to not even notice very minor wounds. Can transfer wounds and pain extremely quickly, some smaller wounds as soon as they happen if contact is made, as well as fatal wounds in under five seconds.

Drawbacks: Is unable to transfer wounds for a time (2 posts). Becomes hyper-sensitive to pain and sensory perceptions, such as sound or bright light.

Secondary Power: Pain Prevention: Heinrich powers, both Primary and Secondary, are through the manipulation of his ANS, or Adaptive Nervous System. Thusly he can stop himself from feeling pain in a certain area by forcing his nerves to deaden themselves until the wound is corrected. Still carrying the wound, and thus, the pain in a way, though can make himself unable to feel it.

Armor/Suit: Bio-Regulatory weave grafted to skin, muscle and bone meant to stop/control blood flow to prevent wounds from worsening, as well as provide tremendous protection from bullets, stopping any sort of small arms fire before it gets deep enough to cause serious damage, and even larger caliber rounds if they are far enough away or lack enough force. It does, however, offer little more defense against cuts/stabs than a thick shirt would. His skeletal structure is heavily reinforced, though strength is enhanced only slightly, while reaction speed is increased greatly.

Support Tech: Enhanced Retinal implants Mk3. Allows night-vision, and near-perfect eye-sight in fog/smokescreens. An Enzyme injection unit in his left glove used for counteracting the various poisons utilized by many of the monsters in the Hunt.

Weapons: Grapple Gauntlets with exposed palms, equipped with extremely-durable fifty foot chord in each glove. Used to pull adversaries, or Heinrich, into close proximity.. Each glove also has extremely sharp retractable diamond talons used for gripping, or slashing/stabbing, multitudes of surfaces. They are also modified to efficiently pull and or grip with to 350 Ibs with anything approaching 400 Ibs reaching the limits of their capabilities.

Misc. Items: Nectar injection units implanted into his Bio-regulatory suit. (Approximately three doses) Long-Range scanner implemented into right gauntlet, can accurately scan for life forms larger than the average dog up to 300 yards, and is specially designed to emit a special warning if the life form is using Nectar. Specially made gas grenades stored in a leather pouch on Heinrich’s belt (approximately 6) that causes hypersensitivity. Pain experienced by any caught in the blast is increased by approximately 50% and the effect lingers for two posts.

Team: none

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Psychological profile

Attitudes: Cynical, Calm, Analytical, Responsible, Supportive (of those who earn it)

Attributes: Strong, Quick-Witted, Resourceful, Focused, Controlled

Social Traits: Heinrich was conditioned from a young age by his Father to help the burgeoning reputation of their family by having his son become a legendary Champion.

Skills: Expert Hand-to-Hand combatant, Decent understanding of Psychological profiles, Masterful tactician, awkward social skills, Less than average at teamwork

Hobbies: Heinrich spent much of his early years as his experiments into his abilities were fresh, in studying how various animals, and people, reacted to the unexpected sensation of pain. Incorporating what he learned into predicting movements during hand-to-hand combat with his opponents.

Personality: Heinrich is a very stoic and analytical person who judges things and people based on what he has experienced and learned of others in his life. Often shrugging off or staying almost inhumanly calm during situations people would flinch or gasp at.

Nectar usage: Heinrich’s usage of Nectar is moderate, most encounters not lasting beyond one usage as continuing to fight becomes… tricky for his opponents. However in the rare cases he has had to use more than a single dose, Heinrich fights much more aggressively. Volleying his opponents with quick, punishing slashes and forcing them to make a fatal mistake.

Fighting Style:

Before entering the Academy, Heinrich's father put much thought into how the boy's unique ability would effect his ability to fight other champions and any manner of creature. As Heinrich did not have to worry about wounds nearly as much as his adversaries, his father eventually settled on a passive-aggressive style he dubbed "The Way of the Mirrored Blade Wall". In which if Heinrich faced an opponent of measurable skill who could avoid simply being killed outright with minimal effort. Heinrich would engage at close-range, being an expert of Hand-to-Hand and Hand-to-Weapon combat, and fight purely defensively to begin with. Being sure to study his opponent's own style before leaving areas vital to his opponent's style open on his own body, allowing his opponent to hit him while simultaneously transferring the wound back to them, leading to their success crippling their own fighting style and leading to Heinrich's eventual, or in many cases eminent, victory.
History:

Heinrich was born to a middle-class family, the son of an upcoming inventor by the name of Krieger Glishten, who's mother died giving birth to him. After the death of his mother, Heinrich's father entered a prolonged state of depression. His inventions suffered before altogether being forgotten, leaving a young Heinrich to all but fend and feed himself as his father holed himself up in his workshop. However, during one of the rare times Heinrich was able to interact with his father, his abilities were discovered when Heinrich cut himself on a kitchen knife, and when his father grabbed the young boy's hand to wrap the finger, the cut was transferred to his father. Immediately afterwards, his father spent another week in isolation before suddenly beginning to speak to Heinrich again, moving about the house and seeming to become more...alive. Little did he know that his father was not the ambitious yet ethical man he had once been. Seeing an opportunity for his son to become a champion of renown, Krieger began practicing with the boy day and night whenever he was not inventing or experimenting. Personally designing the tech and personally surgically installing the weave into his son's skin. So blind by his ambition to see his son rise to the top, to see their family restored, Krieger did not realize what the experiments, the ruthless training, was doing to his child. Heinrich began to slowly draw inwards, his father's wishes and ambitions twisting the boys once bright personality to one of cold skepticism and a determination to see his goal succeed eclipsed only possibly by his father's. After being taken in for training, Heinrich returned colder and more..... off than before, after having his first experience with Nectar. During his time at the Academy, Heinrich quickly found himself in a position he had never been in before. Surrounded by his peers with their own abilities Heinrich quickly learned how to avoid drawing attention to himself. One of the first things being his Germanic accent, to which females referred to as cute and males mocked him for. To this day he can suppress it if he feels the need and speak clear English. Though he didn't have many friends, Heinrich also became very adept at hiding his cynical nature and slipping into false personas, so as to not seem harsh and earn the ire of his classmates. After one experience in the Hunt, and a new set of tech from his father, Heinrich prepares to face whatever awaits him. Though he is not unscathed from his first experience, as his mental stability has slipped marginally and he often takes to talking out his strategies to himself before engaging an opponent, or more recently, engaging in whole conversations with himself.

Fluffy-Kat · Dec 15, 2014

Yea! Another character under the age of 20! Go young folk! xD

Roth Sven Alumni · Dec 15, 2014

Ash

Ashatera Rin Gollare

General Information

Age: 36

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 3995

Blood Type: O -

Dominant Hand: Right

Rank: C

Kill Count: 250

Team: Unknown

Fame: Moderately sized group of fans run around while he takes his daily walk. Rarely does he enjoy the news media around, he mostly hates the media, but there are his off days when he gets to close to sane or insane that he plays into the media and just lights a match under their curiosity. He only retains his fame for killing a hand full of difficult monsters and being a Champion for five years.
Appearance

Height: 6'6"

Weight: 225 Lbs.

Eyes: Blood red dragon eyes

Hair Color/Style: Jet black, silky, pulled up in a ponytail except two strands.

Body Build: Slender but muscularly built but has big thigh and calf muscles. His hands have a set of crimson red claws, his ears point up and stop a couple inches higher than his head. All of his teeth are pointed and he has three rows of teeth and a blue forked tongue.

Skin: Albino white.

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Four long scars across his chest from one of his previous battles.

Powers

Primary Power: Dragon Physiology, Enhanced conditioning allowing for enhanced strength and endurance.

Limitations (No Nectar): Thin scales acting as a surface layer of skin giving some protection against blunt trauma, minor enhancement to sense, slight increase in strength and endurance.

Limitations (With Nectar): Thickening of scales to the point of light armor, able to endure blunt trauma, and some slashing damage. Enhanced endurance and strength given to a super human level.

Drawbacks: He becomes dizzy, disoriented and exhausted after it wears off, has a more feral mind set for an hour or so after the Nectar wears off

Secondary Power: Enhanced speed: With the influence of Nectar he can move up to 100mph without it he can only reach 50mph, When using enhanced speed his muscles do tier much easier and he needs a higher calorie intake to compensate for a faster metabolism

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: A tail coat that has his whole front side exposed showing off his abs made from hundreds of layers Graphene to protect from any attack coming from behind.

Support Tech: An old fashion shield with a dragon skull attached to the front and is layered in carbon fiber and graphene. He has also modified it to have the nostrils become flame throwers and the gap between its teeth slowly let out a numbing and nauseating gas.

Weapons: Long metal scythe that is almost as long as he is tall. The edge is as sharp as a hypodermic needle, but it was broken in the middle and was fixed with another bar that wasn't made of the same material.

Misc. Items: Smoke grenades (15), Small first aid kit, and a hand full of Nectar vials (10), and a gas mask, all put in a pouch that hangs off his left side.

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History: Ash had spent most of his life working for a good pay as a computer tech, he knew that the Champions were always around but he never really thought he had it in himself to give up a good pay for fun, after all he didn’t know if they were paid at all or if they just did it for fun. The desire to be a Champion kept growing and growing over the years, he was fast at track in school, actually set some records that are still held, maybe he could do it. Over the course of a few years Ash slowly developed a software that only he had and gave it a shot one day, it was meant to run off the stocks and pay you after buying some stocks, and to his avail it worked better than he had expected so he quit his job to pursue his dream to be a Champion.

Ash trained hard at the gym day and night to get stronger and faster, but he never got anywhere even though he surpassed most of the people around him. He wasn’t really sure if this ‘Line’ would work but he bought some though a good friend of his that he had known for years and years. The next day he went to the gym and decided to give it a shot, boy was the next workout a hell of a workout, running at inhuman speeds, ones that almost broke the treadmill, his weight lifting was outrageous, one handing most of the weights in the gym. With all this strength he knew he could become a Champion.

He bought his way into the school not long after trying the Nectar and studied, not too hard since he learned really quickly and remembered most things. Training wasn’t much of a challenge so he asked for a real fight, he then realized that he wasn’t prepared after he took four blows to the chest that would never go away, scars to prove that he shouldn’t be in such a hurry all the time, since then he kept to himself and never really liked talking to anyone. His upper body strength was damaged substantially and wouldn’t be able to keep up like it used to, but at least he still had his legs to give him speed.

Once he graduated from the school of Champions he wasn’t much of a talker anyways so his mental state was a bit wacky on top of him using the Nectar when he felt he couldn’t keep up with his battle, which wasn’t very often but he still kept Nectar on him at all times, usually about ten vials.

Shura · Dec 15, 2014

Blue Phantom

(Maksim Cyril)

General Information

Age: 38

Gender: Male

D.O.B.: 3/15/3982

Blood Type: AB

Dominant Hand: Right

Rank: SS

Kill Count: 2547

Team: N/A

Fame:

Maks is one of the most famous, recognized and celebrated Champion in Arcadia. He currently has the highest kill count, with most of them being high danger leveled monsters. He also currently holds the record for most kills in a single hunt, 438. Maks is legendary for killing three Mantis simultaneously. He also holds the record for the most destructive mental break down on record where he nearly took out a section of the Arcadian wall.

In his prime Maks did everything from movies and commercials to talk shows and interviews. He started several clothing, weapon and equipment lines in his name which still carry on today. Maks is partly retired, he will occasionally participate in the hunts but will most times leave it to the younger Champions. He would rather help train the new generations of Champions. He will help out with news castings and par take in an interview or two.

While Maks is fan oriented and will do autographs he is a man who likes his privacy and spending time with his family.
Appearance

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 235

Eyes: Blue - Green

Hair Color/Style: Red hair fading to orange at the tips, worn long and normally pulled back into a ponytail

Body Build: Tall, broad shouldered, slightly built very athletic

Skin: Slightly tanned

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Various scars litter his body from the many hunts he has been part of. Notable scars cross his back as three long claw marks left a hell-hound.

Powers

Primary Power: (Genetic mutations only [refer to first post] Please describe how this power is used by your character)

Limitations (No Nectar): (List 2 - Severely limiting if you have trouble contact me and I will help)

Limitations (With Nectar): (List 2 - These don't have to be as limiting.)

Drawbacks: (List 2 - The negative effects the power has on your body when using Nectar)

Secondary Power: (This is a more passive power meant to assist/ compensate slightly for the primary power. This power can be repeated among players. Include the limits of this ability with in the description)

Tech/ Equipment

Armor/Suit: (Have fun but make sure there is some logic to it. Remember everything has a weakness)

Support Tech: (Tech which compliment your powers and assist when fighting)

Weapons: (Have fun but make sure there is some logic to it. Remember everything has a weakness)

Misc. Items: (grenades, stun darts, little gadgets)

Theme Song:
History: (2-3 Paragraphs)

XxDeAwesomeNessxX · Jan 16, 2015

Kiara Graueter

Age: 19

Gender: Female

DOB: 4002

Blood Type: A

Dominant hand: Right, very weak with left hand.

Rank: C

Kill Count: 121

Fame: Kiara is one with very little fame. Since she lost most peoples interest in her. After what happened to her when she was 17. Though she hopes her fame will grow.
(At the bottom)(this is edited in the description)

Height: 5'7

Weight: 135 lb.

Eyes: brown/gold

Hair Color brown with gold stripes.

Build: slightly more work into legs.

Skin: Caucasian, tanned

Tattoos/Marks/Scars: Large scar among her cheek, and eye. And another on her neck going down her back. A Triforce tattoo on her right hand.(Her symbol.) And a leopard tattoo on her chest.

Sanity level: =30

Primary power: Teleportation (Must be able to see the spot of destined teleport.

Limitations w/o Nectar: can only teleport up to 20 feet. And can't teleport people with him, and rarely electronics. 5 minute cool down.

Limitations w/ Nectar: can teleport up to a 100 yards within sight. Halfed when teleporting with another being. And halfed when in a suit. Using her power multiple times is possible but would exhaust her. So she usually waits 5 minutes between teleports.

Drawbacks: already stated. Others cannot run for 4 seconds after teleporting. Extended if teleporting multiple times very recent.

Secondary power: superhuman leg muscles. Can jump 20 feet straight up, and run 1.5x faster. Can swing a sword around perfectly. Master of sword.

Armor/suit: thin suit of bending metal, and rings. Protecting against cuts, and most bullets. Though bullets wont wound her when the suit is on. They will still hurt almost as much.

Support tech. Has a replaced left eye. Solid laser 2.4 that can see in the dark, and help see camouflage beings. Also makes targeting something to shoot.

Weapons: highly durable laser covered katana. Several corded throwing knives. 6, 100feet corded throwing knives.

Misc. Items: small invincible bag to hold a few small things.

Team: none

Theme song: Welcome to the Family - avenge sevenfold

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Preexisting condition: none

Nectar side effects: stamina boost, small headaches, and occasionally nausea.

Nectar long time side effect: highly nauseas, and bad headaches.
Psychological profile

Attitudes: calm, observant, respectful (to those who prove their worthy of it) shy, but outstanding.

Attributes: Strong, thinks out a plan before going for it. Focused, Patient.

Social traits: kiara was raised from a child to be made a champion by her mother who died while she was 10. And her aunt raised her since then.

Skills: master at sword combat, and great at parkour. Can take on many at once. Less than average at teamwork.

Hobbies: Kiara is also a famous artistic. Loving to draw the peaceful birds that still live.

Personality: No matter what the setting, or situation is she is always calm. She never really likes talking to people except on an occasion. Quiet usually, around people she doesn't know.

Nectar usage: slightly above average usage of Nectar. She had always had an above average Necter usage. Making her more interested in talking to people, Also making her hyper.

Fighting style: Her mother taught her how blades work. Teaching her to master a sword Though after her mothers death she continued training. Her aunt taught her rather longer range fighting with knives, and strings. She did have some knowledge of hand to hand combat.
History:

Kiara was born into a Japanese family. Who still celebrate there ways from thousand's of years ago. She grew up royalty for sometime but despised it. Loving her mother who died of illness. She promised her she would become a champion for her. After many years of training with her aunt. She became a champion at a young age 15. But 2 years into her career she was sabotaged. And stuck in the hospital. In a coma for a year and a half. she woke with little bits of amnesia. For six months she slowly recovered her memory in the hospital. Now back in shape, and mentally ready. She was ready to head back in as soon as possible.

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