My characters. [hider=Thess, The Prototype] [quote=Thess] Laugh at me while you still can. I have attained a power the other Saiyans have ever only dreamed of in their legends! [/quote] [u][b]Name:[/b][/u] Thess [u][b]Race:[/b][/u] Saiyan [u][b]Homeworld:[/b][/u] Earth [u][b]Current Location:[/b][/u] Earth [u][b]Affiliation:[/b][/u] Capsule Corp [u][b]Age:[/b][/u] 14 [hider=Appearance:][img]http://data3.whicdn.com/images/15474741/large.jpg[/img] [i]Normal Form:[/i] HGT: 4'6 WGT: 70 lbs [i]Legendary Super Saiyan[/i] HGT: 7'4 WGT: 350 lbs [/hider][hider=Personality:] Normally, Thess simply appears to be a very upbeat teenager with a positive attitude, despite his predicament. Even when those around him scoff and laugh at him for having the power level of a Human, something stirs inside causing him to defiantly declare his strength. He does not seem to take much seriously, except for his training. Everything else, just seems to be a joke or a game to him. Thess just always seems to be trying to have fun. Those that might see behind the facade will find nothing but rage and sadness, his true feeling that constantly threaten to overcome him. Holding them deep inside, he refuses to acknowledge just how much he despises the universe, truly holding it in contempt not only for his birth but for the twist that both gave him his power and took away his dream. Unbeknownst to him, sometimes when he lies in bed at night and his mid wanders to the truth of just how alone he is, tears creep down his face before he drifts away into the night. There is not a whole lot that the boy truly enjoys, except the training and the purifyingly painful sensation of transforming. When he interacts with others his real goal is to end it as soon as possible, finding that despite feeling perpetually alone the boy cannot stomach most people. He has always hated the color of his hair and eyes, seeing them as a mockery of his inability to attain a body that could utilize the Super Saiyan transformations. [/hider][hider=History:] Born to a female Saiyan, whose fighting skills are nigh unparalleled, the weak and frail Saiyan had only enough blood to give him a tail. Weak enough to be a human babe, he lacked the ability that allows Saiyans to gain strength from close encounters with death. The woman hid her shame by saying she lost the child and gave him to his father. The man was a human scientist working for Capsule Corp, in charge of something referred to as Project Broly. Thess would spend his younger years under the belief that he could unlock some sort of hidden power if he only trained hard enough. Every morning the boy would wake up and train for as long as his little body would let him, between coughing fits. When his father wasn't working in the lab, he would carefully watch over the boy. Eventually, it became apparent that no matter how long he trained, no matter how hard he worked, his body would never be able to support the lifestyle of a fighter. With the Oozaru form even, the boy would defend little. Thess lost that happy smile, for which, his father came home. He became very depressed and stopped eating, no longer wishing to live in a world where his dream could never come true. Fearing the death of his son, Dr. Hound introduced the boy to his work. He had recently isolated the gene in Broly's DNA that allowed the Saiyan to access the Legendary Super Saiyan state. They would soon start testing it on young Saiyans. With his hope revived, the boy returned to his training, determined to get as strong as he can. As test after test on young Saiyan failed, the power of the form burning through them and destroying them, Thess grew more and more impatient. His anger at the hand life and the universe had dealt to him multiplied with each passing moment Finally, convinced that he was the only one who deserved the access to such mythical power, Thess was unable to wait any longer. He approached his father and demanded that he be the next subject they test the gene on. Dr. Hound, having seen many children now, was of course hesitant, not wanting to lose his son. The boy stormed out of the room, a crazed look in his eyes. Chasing after him, the doctor was able to bring him home, but something in his personality had shifted for the worse. The tests continued to fail, each subject unable to contain the power, no matter how well trained. Ranks of tests subjects thinned so far that only a couple were left. Then one night an eleven and a half year old Thess snuck away into the lab, trying to steal the gene therapy serum. His father caught him, though the doctor was not happy about the attempted theft, he decided that night that he would allow the boy to enter the tests. When the sun rose the following morning, the boy found himself strapped to a table, his father stepping to his side. Syringe in hand, Dr. Hound plunged it into the boy's arm, administering the serum. At first, it look liked the results of every other test, the boy began to convulse, writhing around beneath the straps. His eyes, rolled up into his head and his body began to glow green, the doctors cleared the room at this point. After the room was rocked by a massive explosion, they returned, on the floor lie the boy. The room was destroyed and the boy looked burned, but he still breathed. For sixths months after the explosion, Thess lie in a coma, his father visiting him everyday and regretting the decision he made. Eventually, he quit his job, unable to continue putting children through something that his son barely survived. He stayed day and night with the boy. Then one morning, his head lying on the bed next to the boy, his eyes fluttered open to a bright green glow. A second explosion birthed the form of the Legendary Super Saiyan back into existence, but it killed the boy's father. Floating over the bed, looking down at the charred remains of the only man who had ever really cared for him, Thess broke. His dream shattered before his eyes, the man would never see that day that his mother praised their boy for being a strong fighter. He let loose the full fury of the Legendary Super Saiyan form and for five whole minutes he wreaked havoc. Those that survived the devastation that day only remember, a giant green glowing figure with tears streaming face and his face affixed in a grisly grin. When Thess woke up, Project Broly had been put on hold while the scientists on it studied the boy. Through his own testimony, holding onto his anger had kept him alive while floating in a sea of endless burning power. Eventually, the scientists decided they would not be able to recreate their success without more research. Trained daily, as much as his weak form could take, the boy learned to enter the state at will through capsules, like any other Saiyan transforming. Still, they could do nothing to raise his normal power and his body remained weak. So weak that a single transformation could take days to recover from. Continuing to train him through various means, the boy eventually got days down to hours. Unable to train his body in Ki techniques, they began to train him in the use of twin blades that can be loaded with energy capsules. With these two things, Thess began to gain skill, though the scientists still found the boy hard to control while in Legendary Super Saiyan form. The day would come, as the Fourth Galactic Tournament marched close, that they decided to enter the Prototype, as he is referred to in the lab. The boy continued to train with the goal to prove to his mother that he is finally a powerful fighter, hoping that his father might see the moment from somewhere beyond the mortal realm. [/hider] [u][b]Base Power Level:[/b][/u] 18 [u][b]Average Power Level:[/b][/u] 5 [u][b]Max Power Level:[/b][/u] 22 [hider=Racial Abilities:] Oozaru – This ability is unique to Saiyans that have kept their tail. It allows them to transform on a full moon into a giant ape, which multiplies their power by ten. Most Saiyans have their tail cut off at a young age because the transformation is so hard to control. Those that retain their tail have spent years training to control the great ape form and often learn the Power Ball technique. [/hider][hider=Transformations:] Legendary Super Saiyan – Used by the prototype created in Capsule Corp's Project Broly, it multiplies a user's Base Power Level by 1000. One who uses this transformation seems to explode out of their body into a much larger and more muscular version, that does not seem to lack speed. They exhibit a golden green aura rather than a golden yellow aura. Their pupils and irises disappear. This transformation lasts no longer than fifteen minutes and the only known user is entirely exhausted. [/hider] [u][b]Techniques:[/b][/u] Thess' Ki techniques may only be used while in the Legendary Super Saiyan form. [hider=Level 2: Ki Bomb] Green in color, it is essentially a Ki Blast with so much energy that it explodes on impact. [/hider][hider=Level 2: Ki Wave] Unleashing his Ki through either of the twins swords he carries, allows him to fire Ki Waves that explode on impact. [/hider][hider=level 2: Ki Blade] Focusing his aura around his blades, energizes them, creating a sort of combination technique. [/hider][hider=Level 2: Overload] Not so much a technique as what the name would imply, it happens when Thess enters and leaves the Legendary Super Saiyan form. When he erupts out of the much smaller body, energy burns through him and bursts out of him in a shockwave. When the transformation ends, the excess energy explodes and the Legendary Super Saiyan form disperses. [/hider] [u][b]Weapons:[/b][/u] Twin blades, which can be loaded with Energy Capsules. Usually, the teen keeps a transformation capsule in one and a level 2 barrier technique in the other. [u][b]Armor:[/b][/u] Thanks the the Legendary Super Saiyan form, he does not need armor. [u][b]Items:[/b][/u] He often wears a long cloak and a bracelet that holds his extra capsules, which both grow in size with him. [u][b]Zeni:[/b][/u] He has never had a need for money. [/hider] [hider=Glacial, The Twin] [quote=Glacial] I'm not scared of you. So what if you are stronger? Hey Glacier, isn't there a human saying about having brains or brawn, but not both? [/quote] [u][b]Name:[/b][/u] Glacial [u][b]Race:[/b][/u] Arcosian [u][b]Homeworld:[/b][/u] Arcose [u][b]Current Location:[/b][/u] Arcose [u][b]Affiliation:[/b][/u] Arcosian Empire [u][b]Age:[/b][/u] 60 [hider=Appearance:] In all of his forms, Glacial, like his twin has a mark that identifies them as twins. Glacial's are always visible in the gems on his chest. The Mark [hider][img]http://emblemsbf.com/img/3111.jpg[/img][/hider] Diplomatic Form [hider][img]http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj156/thess-sob/DipForm.png[/img][/hider] HGT: 4'2 WGT: 55 lbs Combat Form [hider][img]http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj156/thess-sob/ComForm.png[/img][/hider] HGT: 6'4 WGT: 300 lbs True Form [hider][img]http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj156/thess-sob/TrueForm.png[/img][/hider] HGT: 6'2 WGT: 260 lbs [/hider][hider=Personality:] In his younger years, Glacial was a mischievous one, always finding a way to get him and his twin into trouble. A boisterous child, the young Arcosian never seemed hindered by the fact that him and his brother were weaker than most of their race. Instead, the proud boy would laugh in the faces of those who flaunted their strength in front of him. He seemed to enjoy the scuffles with the other Arcosians, never taking anything seriously. Questioning everything, Glacial's inquisitive mind never seemed to stop. More recently, that attitude has changed drastically, what was once fun and free has become more hostile and aggressive. Though he still retains the pride and energy of his younger years, the Arcosian's demeanor has been tainted by the barbaric tendencies of his race. His voice is now often filled with sarcasm and cynicism. Originally Glacial had no love of the pretense of civility that his people pretended to have, hiding their baser instincts behind duels and their true forms behind masks, but he has since taken a great interest in those things. Still, deep down inside, his energy and pride only hide a truth that he can never run from, that he is weak. [/hider][hider=History:] A rare occurrence among the Arcosian race, Glacial is a twin and he has been at odds with his brother since day one. Even before escaping the birthing sac, he battle his brother for supremacy, something that made his father happy. Then he was drug out of the birthing sac by his elder brother, already at the losing end of the loser's race. For the next five years he gestated in the larval form, his True Form taking shape inside as the grub-like creature grew larger. When he finally burst out, the happiness his father felt turned to shame at the low level of power that Glacial and his twin had. The boys would never be able to hold their own against the other fighters of his race, so the father left the twins to their diplomatic mother. Left inside the their home on the fourth floor of the Red Mountain, the level below the highest that holds the Clanlord and is reserved for those favored, the boys became very attached to their mother. Unlike their father, their mother cared deeply for them and was proud to have such a rarity to call her own. The twins would spend the next twenty years in the ritualistic training used to achieve the Diplomatic Form, a long time to attain the first part of the Nightmare Transformation. During this time, they were not able to leave their home, everyday the same as they practiced the three parts of the first transformation; imaging themselves as weak and non-threatening, feeling that weakness and then giving such weakness a form. Upon achieving their first transformation, the boys ventured out into the rest of the mountain in their new form. Not knowing the difference in their power and nearly any other Pureblood venturing through the mountain, they quickly find themselves getting into trouble. This kind of trouble was never talked about after it happened, since conflict outside of the coliseum would mean death, but the boys often returned home with bumps and bruises. They would assure their mother that the two of them had just fallen or gotten too rough with each other, but she always suspected more. It was not too much longer at the first time they came home in such a condition that she began to the ritualistic training to help them achieve their Combat Form. The boys found exploring the mountain much more important and entertaining than the training, paying little attention to it. One day while visiting the second level of the mountain that is home to the Mixed Bloods, the only level lower reserved for the Servants, they chanced upon one named Cube. With blood so mixed that his gems were black, Cube was considered the lowest of the low, but the boys found his company enjoyable. Cube's dream was to become sponsored as a gladiator in the Coliseum and spent most of his time training. It was only through this, that Glacial and his twin truly became interested in combat. Over the next several years, they would learn the basics of fighting and start creating their techniques. Slowly, they watched as Mixed Blood after Mixed Blood became sponsored, while Cube showed more promise. It would become apparent to the three Arcosians that Cube was never going to be a gladiator and his spirits slowly started to sink, even as he continued to train everyday. As the twins approached their forty-fifth year, they decided to hint to their father that they had seen a Mixed Blood with great potential. Their father would go and see for himself, later agreeing that Cube had the potential to become a great gladiator despite his heritage. He agreed to sponsor the Mixed Blood and Cube left for the Coliseum. As the next few years passed, the twins growing more and more bored, they would inquire about how Cube was doing. Eventually, their father came to realize that Cube was not simply an acquaintance of the twins but a companion. His shame grew deeper upon such a realization and he put things into motion to make things right. Making arrangements to let the twins out to see the Coliseum, something that breaks the tenets that Arcosians follow, their father allowed the boys to watch Cube in action. It was the first time they ever got to see their friend cut loose against an opponent, but it would also be the last time. The Mixed Blood's opponent was their father, someone that the gladiator could not hope to beat. Mortified, Glacial and his brother watched as their father slaughtered their friend in combat, something for which they would never forgive him. When they returned home, they were changed, focusing entirely on training to achieve their Combat Form. For the next ten years, the twins that had goofed around their entire lives became studious, putting everything they had into imaging, feeling and giving form to the anger and hatred they held for their father. They study combat techniques and strategies, trying to become as good at fighting as they possibly could. Finally, a couple weeks ago, the two of them achieved the forms they trained so hard to actualize. Since then, they have waited for their chance to prove themselves men of the Arcosian race and demand the right to challenge their father to a duel in the Coliseum. [/hider] [u][b]Diplomatic Form[/b][/u] [u][b]Base Power Level:[/b][/u] 5,000 [u][b]Average Power Level:[/b][/u] 3,000 [u][b]Max Power Level:[/b][/u] 6,250 [u][b]Combat Form[/b][/u] [u][b]Base Power Level:[/b][/u] 12,000 [u][b]Average Power Level:[/b][/u] 8,000 [u][b]Max Power Level:[/b][/u] 15,000 [u][b]True Form[/b][/u] [u][b]Base Power Level:[/b][/u] 18,500 [u][b]Average Power Level:[/b][/u] 14,000 [u][b]Max Power Level:[/b][/u] 22,000 [hider=Racial Abilities:] Nightmare Transformation – When an Arcosian is born, they are leaps and bounds stronger than the rest of the universe. Their very power would make nearly everyone so terrified that they cannot think. In an effort to circumvent this, the Arcosians have the ability to hide their true power in various forms. Most Arcosians have three forms, a smaller one used for delegation purposes, a larger one for combat purposes and then a true form that unleashes their full power. Stasis – The Arcosians are a strong race that have survived much, including the rampage of Majin Buu, millions of years ago. The ability to put themselves into a protective coma is what has kept their species alive through many cataclysmic events. While in this stasis, their body effectively shuts down to the point that they would be considered clinically dead. Due to this, they need no oxygen, no food nor water and can survive in this state for all eternity if need be. [/hider] [u][b]Techniques:[/b][/u] [hider=Level 2: Sawblade Fist] Designed off of a human tool that Glacial once saw, the Arcosian focuses his Ki into his fists. Once in his fists, he begins to rotate it around his hands until it is spinning rapidly. The end result is a sawblade like weapon made of energy that he can use to engage his foes. The blades appear centered above his fists and are about a foot in diameter, the entire process takes just under a second. [/hider][hider=Level 2:Tail Cutter] This technique is pretty much the same as the Sawblade Fist and the steps to use it are the same, just focused on a different area of the body. The Ki is focused into the tail and rotated until the two blades appear, one above and one below the end of Glacial's tail. It takes the same amount of time as Sawblade Fist to enact and the only real difference is that the Arcosian can 'sling' the blades on his tail at an enemy. [/hider][hider=Level 3:Shimmering Impact] Typically used as a finishing move, because it requires time to charge and a lot of energy to unleash, this technique begins with Glacial focusing his Ki into, either the spines on his back or the horns on his head. Once there is enough Ki there to start arcing lightning between them, this can take up to a minute depending on how effective the Arcosian wishes the attack to be, the Ki is condensed and focused out of his body through his tail. The end result is a massive laser that can reach targets from a fairly long distance with good accuracy. However to be truly devastating, the technique requires over a third of the Arcosian's Ki. Glacial also tends to yell out the name of this technique whenever he has to use it. [/hider] [u][b]Weapons:[/b][/u] None [u][b]Armor:[/b][/u] None [u][b]Items:[/b][/u] A cloak and the Arcosian masks. [u][b]Zeni:[/b][/u] None, his mother has always provided for him. [/hider] [hider=Azamat, The Pride of Evil] [quote=Azamat, The Pride of Evil] I stand before you, a Demon God, the Pride of Evil, you would do well to know that your place is beneath me. The likes of you could never even lay a finger on me. What hope does filth like you even have of winning? [/quote] [u][b]Name:[/b][/u] Azamat, The Pride of Evil [u][b]Race:[/b][/u] Makaioshin [u][b]Homeworld:[/b][/u] Demon Realm [u][b]Current Location:[/b][/u] Arcose [u][b]Affiliation:[/b][/u] Arcosian Empire [u][b]Age:[/b][/u] Immortal [hider=Appearance:] [hider][img]http://i271.photobucket.com/albums/jj156/thess-sob/Pride.png[/img][/hider] HGT: 6'2 WGT: 225 lbs [/hider][hider=Personality:] Azamat is prideful almost to a fault, fully believing himself invincible, yet taking any measure to ensure such to be true. His arrogance is astounding and his vanity even more so, taking great pride in his handsome humanoid appearance. This Makaioshin looks down on everything around him, even the others of his race, and his attitude shows it. Though he is the weakest of the Demon Gods in terms of power, he has never been bested in battle. The Pride of Evil has been perpetually bored for a countless amount of time, but the arrival of the Arcosians changed that. He now seems to be full of life, interested in everything around him and full of devious plots. He can be very petty, holding onto grudges for a long time, even for slights against him only imagined. Azamat is convinced that it his destiny to rule over the entirety of the universe, with only the aspect of time out of his reach. [/hider][hider=History:] Upon his own account, Azamat is the eldest of the Makaioshin, waiting centuries in the clouds of the Demon Realm for anyone that he might call a companion. During which time he would preoccupy himself with the lesser beings of his realm, subjugating them through brute force alone. Eventually, the first of these Demon Gods grew tired of conquering and tired of waiting. As he would tell it, he began to explore the true depths of his unique powers, trying to tamper with time itself. Then when he began to master time, he started to see a layer of reality in which he realized that he did not belong. Despite being immortal and timeless, like all of his brethren, the Pride of Evil found himself face to face with a being that simply referred to itself as the God of Time. Prideful, but no fool, Azamat conceded and gave up his powers to that being. It was the only time until then and since that the Makaioshin had been humbled. That feeling is something he would never forget in all of his potentially eternal life, a feeling he swore to himself that he would never feel again. Returning to the clouds, he focused on exploring his unique powers again and found the other side, spatial manipulation. By the time any of the other Makaioshin had appeared, he had mastered space itself, though only the space around him. At this point, the Pride of Evil, had already become bored with his realm and took little interest in the others when they arrived. He would occasionally interact with them, mainly to proclaim his superiority over them. Untold centuries passed, with the Makaioshin sitting in the clouds being waited on hand and foot, while watching over his realm from the large pool of fire. Eventually, something changed and the pool of fire no longer showed the realm that he called home. His interest piqued, Azamat watched the Mortal Realm and the lesser ones that inhabited it. Time passed and even that began to bore him, but then the Arcosians invaded. The pool of fire shifted back to his realm and he watched with amusement as Lord Shiver led his troops through the ten provinces of the Demon Realm. He cheered the newcomer on, hoping that the leader of the Arcosian Empire might provide him with some fun. When the empire claimed all of the Demon Realm as their own, Azamat could hold himself back no longer. With his brethren they appeared, splitting the sky asunder. Whether his own pride or truth, Azamat could feel the fear rolling off of Lord Shiver as he proclaimed the Demon Realm his own. Still, even this was mere amusement to the Pride of Evil, something entirely laughable and laugh he did. The laugh was followed by a nod of agreement and then this new ally spoke of the Mortal Realm. The Makioshin realized that he could finally visit the realm he had merely watched until now. He left with the Arcosian Empire and watched as a war was waged against the forces of Earth and New Namek. When the time came to reveal himself, Azamat did so, wading through the forces of his allies' enemies with ease. Saiyan, Namekian or Android, it mattered not but then came a being unknown to him. The Pride of Evil would have disposed of the newcomer as well, but it split itself into a whole new set of forces. Even these would not have fazed the Makaioshin, but his ally called for a retreat. Since this war was not his machination, he acquiesced and returned to Lord Shiver. When the other Makaioshin left for New Namek, Azamat went with them and it is on New Namek that he stayed. Namekian after Namekian fell before their ability to manipulate the evil hidden in all mortals. Then came the return of Piccolo and he watched as even that foe fell under their power. It was that very moment that the Pride of Evil began to formulate a plan of his own. He followed the reborn Demon King Piccolo, even after New Namek was declared lost and to this day continues to whisper in the ear of the Namekian. During this time he started studying the Mystic Arts, specifically that of the path of Sensations. [/hider] [u][b]Base Power Level:[/b][/u] 30,000 [u][b]Average Power Level:[/b][/u] 30,000 [u][b]Max Power Level:[/b][/u] 37,500 [hider=Racial Abilities:] [hider=Negative Manipulation] Like all of his kind, Azamat can manipulate the hearts of those around them, enhancing the person's impulse to act in an evil manner. Those that are full of pride only fall that much faster to this Makaioshin's Nagative Manipulation. Reveling in this ability, Azamat typically has the 'volume' of this ability turned up to full blast.[/hider][hider=Spatial Mastery] After losing his power to tamper with time, Azamat set out to control space and subsequently did so. He can bend, shift and tear the space in which he resides, a radius of about ten yards, normally through the use of portals. The Makaioshin does not require creating something as obvious as a portal to use this power, he merely does so most often as a way of making it seem like his opponents have a chance. He can use this ability to do a short range teleportation. Typically, Azamat is always shifting space around himself, making the Makaioshin untouchable. Those that try to reach for him, find their limbs appearing out the opposite side. More than one unlucky demon has found their limb detached from their bodies, when the Makaioshin cut the link between the spaces. Any time he does so, touches someone or something, or unleashes a Ki attack, the space around him returns to normal, allowing him to do those things, but also making him as vulnerable as anyone else. [/hider][/hider] [u][b]Techniques:[/b][/u] [hider=Mystic Sensation Divination] Using a jewel set into his right vambrace, Azamat is capable of seeing any place inside the realm he currently resides so long as he has been to that place. Through intense focus, the Makaioshin may also catch glimpses of the future or project his telepathy at someone on the other side of his divination. He may also try focusing on a particular person of interest and try to divine their whereabouts. [/hider][hider=Mystic Sensation Hypnosis] While his race inherently draws out the evil in another, the Pride of Evil has given power to his voice, allowing him to subtly whisper with power into one's ear. He may also speak with authority so powerful that other find themselves compelled to obey. Anyone not a fighter or a mystic will find themselves easily swayed by Azamat's suggestions. [/hider][hider=Mystic Sensation Telekinesis] Reaching out with his mind alone, the Makaioshin can touch anything within a ten yard radius, same as his unique ability. He does not have to turn off his Spatial Mastery to use it, but it is not as powerful if he does not, as it requires more focus to concentrate on both. While his Spatial Mastery is on, Azamat may affect things at about one third of his power. While it is off, he may affect objects just as well as he could if he actually touched them. [/hider][hider=Mystic Sensation Telepathy] Using his mind to touch another's, the Pride of Evil may speak to them directly with out the use of sound. It typically has a range of five yards and requires almost no concentration. When paired with his Divination though, his Telepathy requires a great deal of concentration. Combining Telepathy, Divination and Spatial Mastery is not possible, so the Makaioshin rarely combines the first two in the presence of others. [/hider][hider=Level 3: Genuflect] The only technique that Azamat has retained from the Demon Realm, it is his oldest and most powerful technique. Balling his hands into fists, the Makaioshin places his arms straight out from his body and his legs together. Channeling his Ki into his hands, they start to glow as he charges. Once charged, Azamat slams his fists together in front of him and unleashes the energy built up. As the energy collides, it explodes outward in every direction like a shockwave. This move is not particularly powerful as it is more meant as a way to knock his opponents over and make them take a knee than deal a lot of damage. Still, if charged for a long period of time, the move can be rather destructive. [/hider] [u][b]Weapons:[/b][/u] Azamat carries a sword and a mace with a chain on the end forged long ago in the Demon Realm. [u][b]Armor:[/b][/u] Like his weapons, the two vambraces he wears were forged in the Demon Realm. [u][b]Items:[/b][/u] Pants and Boots. [u][b]Zeni:[/b][/u] What good is money to a Demon God? [/hider]