[h2][u]Team [color=purple]D[/COLOR][color=yellow]E[/COLOR][color=brown]T[/COLOR][color=peru]Y[/COLOR] (Deity)[/u][/h2] [b]Members:[/b] [color=purple]Dionysus[/COLOR], [color=yellow]Elektra[/color], [color=brown]Tara[/color], [color=peru]Yam[/color] [b]Theme:[/b] Gods [color=purple][h3][u]Dionysus[/u][/h3][/COLOR] [hider=+] [b]Name:[/b] Dionysus [b]Sex:[/b] Female [b]Color:[/b] Purple [b]Personality:[/b] A fickle and care free women, Dionysus is a very go with the flow person. Despite this outwards bumbling and innocent exterior, she is a very smart women, impressive skills when it coming to improvising plans, often coming out better than others plans that had be pre-laid. [b]Armament:[/b] A large jug Dionysus commonly calls, Corrections. It appears to be literally a large ceramic jug, about the size of a person, it can apparently be used as a rocket launcher like device, firing massive explosions that have to come from somewhere?? The weapon does not change shape but the large handle can be detached and thrown like a boomer rang. Also carries spare handles??? She uses this weapon as part of her beatdown method, alternating between smashing and firing with the jug until one or the other results in a splatter mark. [b]Semblance:[/b] Dionysus can cause short term memory loss in a person to a terrifying degree. Depending on the amount of effort put into it and the duration of exposure anything from five minutes to half an hour ago is fair game. Even in the middle of a fight, this can be used to make her opponent forget they have a giant jug about to slam into their face. Essentially she can force someone to match her personality, make them have to think of everything on the fly and seem as forgetful and flighty as she seems to be. [b]Appearance:[/b] She tends to wear more colorful clothing and frilly things like skirts and dresses. Her eyes nearly glow with an odd purple color. Her lithe form hides a deceptive amount of strength, and despite being merely 5 feet and 3 inches she weighs in at 160 pounds. [img]http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3286/2404711518_56fefc73a4.jpg[/img] [/hider] [color=yellow][h3][u]Elektra[/u][/h3][/color] [hider=+] [b]Name:[/b] Elektra [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Color:[/b] Lightning/yellow [b]Personality:[/b] Temperamental. Like the clouds his namesake rules, he can be flicker between calm as a summer day to as fierce as a thunderstorm. Despite his wide and frequently changing range of emotions, Elektra does best he can to help his team. He is the very image of diligence always checking gear, doing chores, even cooking. [b]Armament:[/b] Elektra uses an electrified quarterstaff called Storm that can fire concentrated bolts of electricity periodically. In addition it can split into two and extend blades from either end. Much like the team's leader Elektra uses a devastating relentless style of attack. Never giving the enemy a chance to recover. What's more Elektra pays nearly no mind to self defense, counting on his semblance to pull him through with even greater power. [b]Semblance:[/b] Silver Lining. Elektra can make the best out of the worse situations, primarily his all his attributes increase the more trouble he's in, allowing his reckless combat style to work incredibly effectively. Incidentally this power doesn't have an off switch and applies to everything to varying extents. Basically nothing bad happens to him without a bit of good to balance it out. [b]Appearance:[/b] Elektra's wardrobe varies quite a bit from minute to minute and he has a massive wardrobe to fit it. He is actually a little on the short side, at around 5 feet and 5 inches, weighing in at around 130 pounds. [img]http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/34400000/Anime-guys-airplane456-34462242-500-498.jpg[/img] [/hider] [color=brown][h3][u]Tara[/u][/h3][/color] [hider=+] [b]Name:[/b] Tara [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Color:[/b] Earth [b]Personality:[/b] The analytic member of the team, and self proclaimed only sane one. Had a dry wit and a sharp tongue, is irritated by frivolousness and likes to think things through and act very carefully. He however, is very patient and while can be harsh with his words, its only because he knows his friends don't take them to heart. [b]Armament:[/b] Tara wields a plethora of weaponry, rather than a single item. His wrists and ankles are encircled in small, crossbow like devices that fire off hardened steel, occasionally poisoned. His melee armaments include two small short-swords that can link together and fire like a rifle down the middle, as well as an extendable lance that can also be deployed as a turret, firing like a mini-gun. [b]Semblance:[/b] Targeting. The longer Tara focuses on a problem the easier it become to solve. It doesn't matter what the problem is, whether it be a tough fight, or a math problem. He can solve anything given enough time. [b]Appearance:[/b] Tara seems to wear that coat no matter what the weather is and keeps that dispassionate expression on. He is rather tall, standing at approximately 5 feet and 11 inches. Beneath his heavy clothing he has a well muscled frame from ample training and weighs about 147 pounds. [img]http://tse2.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.M661ee1dab53172ad7af47478fd00db70H0&pid=15.1[/img] [/hider] [color=peru][h3][u]Yam[/u][/h3][/color] [hider=+] [b]Name:[/b] Yam [b]Sex:[/b] Male [b]Color:[/b] Yam [b]Personality:[/b] Yam is a bit of a ponderous fellow. Not to say he's not smart, he's simply rather methodical in his methods. And also not that bright. Yam has always been a bit of a follower, preferring reviving orders to giving them. He tends to be rather awkward in social situations, often saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. [b]Armament:[/b] Yam's weapon of choice is an enormous robotic armor frame he built himself. Nobody knows how. He calls it Farmer. It encases his whole body and is quite formidably armed. It seems to be able to fire cannonballs from several strategically placed holes in its frame as well as fire some sort of laser from its eyes. However perhaps the greater danger is from the rocket propelled blows of devastating power that the frame can deal, even torching the opponent if used properly. [b]Semblance:[/b] Too slow. Yam seems to be able to shrug off things without any visible effort. Literally anything. With seemingly little effort blows glance off of Yam with no effect. To this day no one has beaten Yam in a fight, though he has fallen asleep in one before. Some forms of entrapment manage to effect him and this avails him little against mental assaults, if they can break through the gray matter of his outer mind. [b]Appearance:[/b] Easily the biggest member of the team, Yam stands at a gigantic 6 feet and 5 inches. His muscles match his height and he is approximately 280 pounds. He generally wears his traditional oriental clothing that often lacks sleeves, showing off both his muscles and bling. [img]http://kojikisans.files.wordpress.com/2013/02/bs-male-design2.jpg[/img] [/hider]