[color=9e0b0f][center][h1][b]Atlas[/b][/h1][/center]
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[img]http://i.imgur.com/xRLphMM.png[/img]

[color=9e0b0f][b]Age[/b][/color]
Adult, though compared to many other species it isn't all that old.

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[b]Species[/b][/color]
Arlian

[color=9e0b0f][b]Attribute[/b][/color]
Living Tank, Pillar of Morality. Atlas is there to essentially take a beating and act as a distraction for his allies to work around or escape. And thanks to his near-pacifism and upstanding moral code, he helps keep everyone in the line of justice! Perhaps he could take a command role, so as to guide his 'clutch' 

[color=9e0b0f][b]Personality & Appearance[/b][/color]
Atlas is a rather large and buff, as far as humanoid insects can become muscular, Arlian. Standing at about 7'6" this mountain of physical might may just also be the most tranquil soul on the force. While most simply see the creature as a dumb over-sized cockroach, Atlas is a gentle giant. With a deep respect for all life, no matter how decrepit or vile, he has dedicated his life to peace. A warm smile (?) and a warmer heart can always be found resting in the insectoid.

Many people have said that all Arlians appear exactly the same, this is not all that inaccurate, after all, their genetic diversity is not all that great. One female Arlian is chosen to be queen and must only mate with a king, the birth of any other larva during this period is immediately vanquished for treason. With that said, there are those who evade capture and eventually there are families with noticeable difference from the majority.

Due to such, Atlas's features are far more angular than many other Arlians, as well as the colour of his exoskeleton differs from the numerous pale blues and purples in its crimson red. Atlas also has a thorax that is far more spiny and cover's much more of his upper body in a protective manner. He will wear robes or other rags so as to facilitate the society that he has become ingrained in.

[color=9e0b0f][b]Weaponry & Equipment[/b][/color]
N/A

[color=9e0b0f][b]Abilities & Techniques[/b][/color]
- Arlian physiology
Due to his species Atlas's yummy insides are sheathed in a thick plate of armour known as an exoskeleton. Most Arlians also have a spiny shell like formation that extends around much of their backs that further protects them from harm as well as to deter attackers. Their physical abilities besides hardiness are of no particular note.

- Arlian Gladiatorial Martial Arts
Even as a larval young Atlas was taught to face his opponent backwards. This is the main stay for all Arlian gladiators, as one of their most powerful weapons is their natural spiny shell. While Atlas cannot directly see, his antennae aid tremendously in locating his opponent. The incredible toughness of the shell reduces physical trauma by a great deal is the main advantage of this style, while using powerful charging attacks in hopes to impale or maim a target is the secondary focus.

- Shell Spears
Atlas faces his spiny thorax at a target and directs the flow of ki towards the tips of his barbs. Energy begins to gather until eventually he decides to let it loose. Numerous lances of energy erupt from his shell, the amount of spears fired will depend on how long he gathers his ki for. These pointed spikes of energy can pierce incredibly tough hides.

- Ultimate Defense
Atlas's barbed thorax begins to grow until it fully encompasses his body, at which point not only does the unbridled hardiness of an Arlian shell protect him, but infusing it with his ki ensures that only the most powerful of attacks can break such a guard. Atlas may also propel himself with ki or by using his spines as traction can roll across most surfaces at a much quicker pace than his already glacial speed. Due to the drain from constant ki use, this technique will likely be a last resort.

- Tachyon Minefield
Atlas gathers his ki into a large spherical shape. After an amount of time has passed that he desires, the giant insect will split this energy ball into many much smaller parts. Afterwards littering them around an opponent or area. Once a source of energy nears the proximity of a mine they will attract and chase the target's ki until detonation upon contact.


[color=9e0b0f][b]Backstory[/b][/color]
	[i]Upon the world of Arlia there is little time for mercy. The dynasty of tyrannical kings is expansive and unending. Thanks to the short life span of the aver Arlian, many throngs and facets of society are rushed and there is little care for other in such a harsh world. While the population upon the planet is vast, there are actually very few differing families. This is thanks to the policy that there can only be one birth mother, a queen. All other females that produce offspring during a queen's reign are immediately considered traitors and treacherous. Thus, many Arlians do not hold values of family or many bonds, their society is built around a sort of hive mind ideology.

	However, there are those who resist, those who would seek the community and bonds of the individual. Such was the way for the parents of Atlas, part of an insurgent faction to tyrannical rule. As a young larva Atlas was thought their ways, the ideas that he was not part of some bigger machine, that he should have goals and ideas of his own. That one day he would live in a world where all beings are of their own kind, that all are unique and special.

	Of course, life would throw Atlas a poor hand, the rebel group was swiftly eradicated through betrayal and subterfuge. And many a young Arlian were taken into the personal Colosseum of their 'true' king. Ironically, it was there that the moral philosophies of his parents were strengthened. Bonds were built between individual gladiator's as they strove to fight for a better tomorrow. But of course, they were still simple prisoners of no consequence.

	The tyrant king would reveal a prize for the gladiator that could survive his gauntlet, freedom. Little did Atlas know that this had meant freedom from their entire planet. It was here that the crimson beetle began to hone his skills as well as his moral code. Never would he slay an opponent, for all things had deserved life, to see their dreams realized. And for Atlas, this was freedom to begin a life of peace.

	Eventually the gentle giant had attained this freedom and was forcibly placed upon a ship in very poor condition. With random coordinates set the insectoid was flung off of his homeworld, never to see it again. The hive mind would always win in the end, yet perhaps, someday his race could be truly freed. Eventually his pod to nowhere was picked up by Interstellar Security Force, where he has been ever since.[/i]