Post by Shouja on Dec 28, 2007 20:59:10 GMT 1
Name: Shouja Mercury
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Orientation: Not interested in romance but straight if forced
Alliance: Lights Nemesis
Appearance: Tall and very skinny. brown, floppy, curly mid-length hair and virtually no muscle. instead of feet he has two toes kind of wrapped around two ball-like objects, which allow him to move fast. His hands have 5 fingers, which are all webbed and have serrated claws on the back for use as a last ditch weapon. He is clean shaven and has brown eyes and thin but defined features. His most distinguishing mark is a large scar all the way along his left arm where he was cut.
Personality: Darkly humoured, sarcastic and not a pleasant person, very blunt and rational. Very logical and sensible but oddly focused on almost everything. Very aware of others intentions and is therefore easy to talk to if you mean well. Very prone to anger bursts and blackouts but also very affectionate under the rare circumstance. Almost as rare sometimes quite poetic but only when relaxed
Powers: Can become intangible for short periods of time and can also turn others intangible whilst they are touching and is very fast and doesnt get tired.(Intagible means they have no solid properties, they can pass through anything). Also adapts very quickly, speeding up healing. When hes intangible gravity has no effect and he is able to jump really far etc. as well as cover long distance very quickly because he can run through obstacles etc.
Weaknesses: Whilst tangible he is very weak and can be hit even when intangible by elemental attack. He also isn't strong with his only offence being his speed and he's very vulnerable to stab wounds as he has a small amount of blood to loose before death and he has brittle bones so they are prone to breaking.
History: He was born in a city that had just been decimated in the ruins. The whole city was divided into clans, and families within those clans, all ruled over by the current clan leader of the most powerful clan. The people there had started to adapt to environments because of global warming etc. so some people from his homeland would have gills because of waterlogged lives. The remnants of the poison that killed everyone and destroyed his home had the effect of increasing evolution rate rapidly, with millions of years of change happening in days so as a result he is adapted to his life where he is constantly under attack. Humans at his home are no longer civil, with everyone descending into war, each adapting to different techniques and 'powers'. When he was about 14 his father was killed by a rouge fireball in a small scale siege by the war clan and when he was 16 the rest of his family was wiped out but a missile raid and he was left as one of the few still following the peace clan. On his 18th birthday, his 2nd alone, he decided to try and commit suicide, which set into motion events beyond his control and as he died he was blessed with a second chance and was catapulted across the world to Souzetsu City where he could function and help the society learn about the plight of his home.
Roleplay Sample: He pulled the trigger and a huge blue blast sent his body cascading towards the ceiling above him. He felt cold and damp, and then all went black except his innermost consciousness. He could feel his life slipping away, he could feel his very soul tearing itself from his living tissue, he knew it was the end. His mind was at peace as he felt his aura breaking, splitting, separating as he fell to pieces to become part of the world around him. He was dead. suddenly he felt an excruciating pain, so much that he could feel his very mind being twisted and crushed and tortured inexplicably as every pain and hurt was endowed to him as his soul was forced and fused to a new being, one he was alien in. The pain was immense, his vision just red, a deafening high-pitched ringing it his ears and a putrid metal taste in his mouth, he was defenceless, a writhing subject of pain crossing a huge space not meant to be crossed. BANG! Unsuspecting, he rocketed into the ground of a new place, although he felt no pain at the impact. Just managing to force his eyes open, he looked around at his new surroundings, which was where, exactly? he thought.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Orientation: Not interested in romance but straight if forced
Alliance: Lights Nemesis
Appearance: Tall and very skinny. brown, floppy, curly mid-length hair and virtually no muscle. instead of feet he has two toes kind of wrapped around two ball-like objects, which allow him to move fast. His hands have 5 fingers, which are all webbed and have serrated claws on the back for use as a last ditch weapon. He is clean shaven and has brown eyes and thin but defined features. His most distinguishing mark is a large scar all the way along his left arm where he was cut.
Personality: Darkly humoured, sarcastic and not a pleasant person, very blunt and rational. Very logical and sensible but oddly focused on almost everything. Very aware of others intentions and is therefore easy to talk to if you mean well. Very prone to anger bursts and blackouts but also very affectionate under the rare circumstance. Almost as rare sometimes quite poetic but only when relaxed
Powers: Can become intangible for short periods of time and can also turn others intangible whilst they are touching and is very fast and doesnt get tired.(Intagible means they have no solid properties, they can pass through anything). Also adapts very quickly, speeding up healing. When hes intangible gravity has no effect and he is able to jump really far etc. as well as cover long distance very quickly because he can run through obstacles etc.
Weaknesses: Whilst tangible he is very weak and can be hit even when intangible by elemental attack. He also isn't strong with his only offence being his speed and he's very vulnerable to stab wounds as he has a small amount of blood to loose before death and he has brittle bones so they are prone to breaking.
History: He was born in a city that had just been decimated in the ruins. The whole city was divided into clans, and families within those clans, all ruled over by the current clan leader of the most powerful clan. The people there had started to adapt to environments because of global warming etc. so some people from his homeland would have gills because of waterlogged lives. The remnants of the poison that killed everyone and destroyed his home had the effect of increasing evolution rate rapidly, with millions of years of change happening in days so as a result he is adapted to his life where he is constantly under attack. Humans at his home are no longer civil, with everyone descending into war, each adapting to different techniques and 'powers'. When he was about 14 his father was killed by a rouge fireball in a small scale siege by the war clan and when he was 16 the rest of his family was wiped out but a missile raid and he was left as one of the few still following the peace clan. On his 18th birthday, his 2nd alone, he decided to try and commit suicide, which set into motion events beyond his control and as he died he was blessed with a second chance and was catapulted across the world to Souzetsu City where he could function and help the society learn about the plight of his home.
Roleplay Sample: He pulled the trigger and a huge blue blast sent his body cascading towards the ceiling above him. He felt cold and damp, and then all went black except his innermost consciousness. He could feel his life slipping away, he could feel his very soul tearing itself from his living tissue, he knew it was the end. His mind was at peace as he felt his aura breaking, splitting, separating as he fell to pieces to become part of the world around him. He was dead. suddenly he felt an excruciating pain, so much that he could feel his very mind being twisted and crushed and tortured inexplicably as every pain and hurt was endowed to him as his soul was forced and fused to a new being, one he was alien in. The pain was immense, his vision just red, a deafening high-pitched ringing it his ears and a putrid metal taste in his mouth, he was defenceless, a writhing subject of pain crossing a huge space not meant to be crossed. BANG! Unsuspecting, he rocketed into the ground of a new place, although he felt no pain at the impact. Just managing to force his eyes open, he looked around at his new surroundings, which was where, exactly? he thought.