[hider=The Right Hand of The Torch]Name:Cobalt Chideta A.K.A. The Right Hand of The Torch

Age: 25

Gender:Male

Race: Human

Affiliation: Roman Torchwick

Weapon: The Atom Bomb is Cobalt's greatest creation. After the 27 Smasher broke Cobalt has been creating various weapons and equipment, which all culminated in The Atom Bomb. The Atom Bomb is a broadsword/fully automatic machine gun with various different underbarrel settings and a slot to hold Dust crystals. The first step of wielding the gun though, is turning it on. It begins dripping a potent poison which Cobalt calls "radiation poisoning". It is not deadly in the slightest, it is meant solely to cause unimaginable pain to the victim.

The underbarrel that Cobalt uses most often is the flame setting which acts as a flamethrower and it sets his bullets on fire whenever he shoots. The flames are strong enough to melt through steel in a matter of seconds, only being stopped by the most fire resistant materials.

The final and deadliest part of The Atom Bomb would be it's Dust receptacle. Cobalt puts Dust into the receptacle and it charges the blade with elemental energy. Every slice and smash causes an elemental explosion which is also tainted by poison.

Semblance: Cobalt starts at half power when starting battle and slowly grows stronger as adrenaline pumps through his veins and the battle continues. When at full strength he can bend titanium with his bare hands and he's an almost unstoppable monster.

Personality: Cobalt always wanted the ideal life. He wanted money, he wanted power, he wanted respect. The only way he was going to get those things was if he stole them, so he did. He hates everyone with a passion and only cares about himself and his friends. If he wants something, then he'll get it by any means necessary. In his mind, there is no middle ground. You're either against him or with him, you like him or hate him, you're useful or you're a dead man walking. The only people he respects are Roman Torchwick, the boy who taught him that ruthlessness is the only way to get ahead in life and Neopolitan, the girl who gave him a reason to live. Cobalt is of average intelligence, preferring action instead of thinking out his attacks and words. 

Appearance: Cobalt is 5"11 with long blue hair, typically covering his left eye, and a rather muscular build. His face is somewhat longer than others and his eyes are slightly larger than the average citizen of Vale. He has blue eyes and a diagonal scar over his left eye. He wears a dark coat most of the time along with dark jeans and black combat boots. He typically has a blue scarf wrapped around his neck and only one red glove on. He changes what hand the glove is on every now and then. His nails are clipped most of the time and no matter how many times people say otherwise his hair is all natural. Yes he knows it's weird and he will punch you if you ask again. In combat he will discard his coat to reveal a several belts of ammo and a tight black long sleeve shirt.

History: Cobalt grew up on the streets, alone and unwanted by the world. The only way he could survive was by stealing food whenever he could and sleeping in abandoned buildings. He had nothing to his name but the clothes on his back and an endless amount of hate towards the world. It was on a snowy night in December that Neopolitan found him and he found someone he didn't hate so much.

"You look like someone took a dump on some strawberry ice cream." Probably not the best choice of first words for a new friend, but she got over it quickly. They soon became the best of friends, both forced to live on the streets, both hated by the world for their actions and their violent dispositions. They would regularly get into fights, Neopolitan gracefully destroying her enemies with an umbrella ("You're going into a fight, not a rainy day in Vacuo.") and Cobalt smashing thugs into the ground with a 2x4 attached to a broken sword ("It's called style, sorry if I don't need to headbutt people to death.") they were as thick as thieves.

It was at the age of 15 that Cobalt and Neopolitan met Roman Torchwick, a greedy boy with a chip on his shoulder. Initially they butted heads but they came to respect each other's qualities. 10 years passed and Roman Torchwick built up his criminal empire. Cobalt and Neopolitan are Roman's personal bodyguards and Cobalt is the guy in charge of the grunts. [/hider]