[hider=My Hider] [center]Name: Maen[/center] [center]Title: Mad-One[/center] [center]Age: ??[/center] [center]Gender: ??[/center] [center]Allegiance: Demon?[/center] [center]Race: A mad thing.[/center] [center]Personality: Unstable. Never interacted with any living creature until brought to the nexus. Not inherently malicious but can't control himself. Confused at all of the new things he is seeing.[/center] Appearance: [hider=My Hider] [img]http://pre04.deviantart.net/cd94/th/pre/i/2012/035/5/2/ginko_by_cashmerekiss-d4onxkg.jpg[/img] Minus cigarette and different clothing. [/hider] History: Under the moonlit whispers, upon the midnight shore, the lightning chased the thunder, and voices sung blood down upon the sands. I knelt my head upon the nameless rocks, and took them in my hands, they broke away like ash and sand. A distant song, sad and melancholy, danced atop the waves. Tides of glass and broken dreams washed along the shores. A soundless whisper upon the wind carried far away, to break the tide of glass upon the midnight glade. A dark and soundless song, sung behind the moon. The starless night listened wide, yet sounds it did not hear. The glass was shattered silently atop the nameless stones. The lady in the mirror moon, beckoned to the wind, as storming silence sank the blood into the midnight sand. Under the sea of glass the voices called again, a whisper first, but more yet came to bare. The roaring voice that softly screamed a song of years gone by. Behind the moon, a dark so deep, a black so cold it cut across the sky. Madness cried its twisted call to broken minds and fears. Visions seen through eyes of weeping red. Only the mad could live a life upon the midnight shore, where the singing moon is true as voices whispered in your ear. Only here did the tides of glass kiss the nameless stones. And for all its thruth, and maddening ties, only here did the lightning chase the thunder across the starless moonlit skies. I know not what I am, and know not where I go. The dark is so very quiet, the black so very cold. What am I to be now? I cannot hear the songs. Why will she not sing to me? So alone and cold, so alone, alone alone alone alone alone... [b][i]CRACK[/i][/b] Suddenly the darkness was not so dark, a single point of light in the never ending void. The light started to web out like cracks on a window, and with a noise like shattering, the darkness disappeared. It was replaced with a place Maen had never seen before. A sprawling landscape lay before him, strange green hairs on the floor under him tickled his toes, and unknown scents wafted to his nose. The sky was blue instead of black and confusion was written plain on his face. He breathed in the crisp air. [i]Something new.[/i] [center]Powers: [i]Form:[/i] His form usually just a black smoke cloud moves fast. Can change form into a physical body. In mist form can enter in bodies from mouth, ears, etc. all this allows him to do is strangle people from the inside. But this is easily stopped by magical defenses. Can change physical form slightly, has a main appearance that can change things like having claws, fangs, etc. [i]Aura of Insanity:[/i] Maen's mind is so broken that his presence shatters the minds and wills of weak willed creatures, effect of strong creatures very reduced. [i]Midnight Shore:[/i] Can call upon the Midnight Shore after it was consumed by the Dark So Deep, the Midnight Shore is the land where Maen lived. It was a small sort of pocket dimension which consisted of just the Sea of Glass, the shore and the moon. He lived there for as long as he can remember, being soothed by the songs until his bouts of madness caused his power to consume the Shore. [b]Sub Sections Of Midnight Shore:[/b] [i]Sea Of Glass: [/i][color=1a7b30] Can use the sea of glass as a weapons, millions of shards of glass available to be summoned and controlled as blades to fight. Blades can float and be used in other ways, the glass is completely silent. [/color] [i]Moonlit Whispers: [/i][color=1a7b30] Can channel the power of the moonlit whispers and song of the moon in the form of singing and music, playing on emotions and the mind. Able to soothe the darkest fears or cause the most vicious nightmares.[/color] [i]Wind: [/i][color=1a7b30] Ability to control wind, uses to fly.[/color] [i]Musical Master: [/i][color=1a7b30] Can play the lute, and flute extremely well.[/color] [i]Dark So Deep: [/i][color=1a7b30] The Dark So Deep is a power he has trouble controlling when his emotions are high. It is essentially a formless darkness that consumes anything it touches. The power can either touch something and destroy it, or consume and integrate it into himself giving him some of the powers of the thing he integrated, this is extremely slow though, as it took untold years to consume the Midnight Shore. The darkness can be shaped into weapons like a sword or bow, but if his emotions are running wild then it reverts to tendril like whips that strike out at people. [/color] Weapons: [i]Lute & Flute:[/i] [color=1a7b30]Maen's only belongings, doesn't know where they came from but they appear and disappear at will. Made of glossy black wood. Can be broken and then summoned again repaired.[/color] [/center] [/hider]