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[h3][i]"Sloshy Fleshbags, rejoice, for It, Bob, has decided to grace you with its fiery presence. Also, keep your sebaceous secretions off its shiny crystal surface."[/i][/h3]

[b]Name:[/b] -Unpronounceable-, The Sword of Mars, Lord of Charcoal, Heretic Rho, Burner of Batallions, among many names. It goes by Bob. It just loves how pathetically flappy are the moist operculums of organic races when trying to pronounce it.

[b]Age:[/b]  Really Old, Crystals grow at a snail's pace.

[b]Physical Description:[/b] 
[img]https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4b/Corundum-k296a.jpg[/img]
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[b]Important items:[/b] "Does It look like it has pockets?"

Weapons: N/A

Spell List: Being a Kaisoken all of his spells are Master level.

Phantom Limbs(Telekinesis-World): Bob can create force effects as if it had sloshy appendages, allowing it to manipulated devices like an organic would. It can also hit with the force of a punch and even fling people who aren't too heavy. Like an organic would.

Plasma Jet (World): Bob's spell workhorse, the spell causes to manifest dissociated hot gas to be blasted in a direction towards a target. Bob can either hit a target or propel itself through space at good speed. It has short range, but it packs quite the punch.

Gravity Prison (World): Traps a target into a field that increases the target's gravity self-pull significantly. Softer targets might implode instead of just merely be paralyzed.

Plunder(High): Steals the magic energy of a target in its vicinity. 

Disgregate(Change): Bob can turn into a fine dust without suffering any ill effects. While this form allows Bob to seep through crevices, it also makes very vulnerable to attacks that might scatter it across a wide area. The spell is not instantaneous, and if sufficiently disgregated, Bob might eventually cease to exist. Bob can also use it on other targets to slowly and painfully desintegrate them, but it has to be maintaned.

Reaggregate(Change): The opposite spell of Disgregate, Bob can use this to reassemble itself should it suffer damage. It also serves as minor healing spell for fleshbags (but given their sloshy internal structures it won't be able to heal anything beyond clean breaks and cuts). It can also repair broken equipment.

Sonic Armor(World): After a particularly pitched Battle, Bob found out that the fleshy beings were particularly resistant to the dreaded vibrations that would shatter many crystals. Having become acquainted with fleshy humans due to the sheer number of them it has unraveled, Bob can created a flesh facsimile who is supposed to be a mockery of its foes and strike terror on them. [url=https://safebooru.org/images/1692/31ad69bf987126fe13ce34aec97eb4411fbbfa0e.jpg?1771587] Results may vary, However[/url]. The armor requires material components to be summoned, and when encumbered with it, Bob loses the omni-directionality of its scanning senses (but gains human senses), and the ability to float and perform Telekinesis. 

Force Shield(High): A shield made of raw mana. It's not the most efficient but works against a lot of things. It can protect other targets if they are near disgusting vicinity within Bob.

[b]Misc. Abilities:[/b] 

Kaisoken Biology: Bob is a durable crystal filled to the brim with mana. As a result he is exceptionally durable against abrasions, piercing attacks and cuts, while being susceptible to massive damage from blunt and sonic weapons. Heat and Cold have very, if little noticeable effect in its structure (though extremely hot temperatures might still melt him) and Kaisoken are resistant to vacuum. Kaisoken do not have traditional front or back, and their senses are more attuned to feel structures and mana. They also move by hovering. This means they do not have a back when sensing, but they're unable to detect chemical smells, and they can fail to detect subtle visual cues. They're able to perceive different frequencies than humans throughout their bodies (and replicating them is how they speak). While they can gauge structures and different materials, they also lack a fine sense of touch as well.

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Personality: Bob is a being of principles and absolutes most of the time. Loyal to its species and its species only, it finds that most of the known universe is horribly and disgustingly non-crystalline, which makes it be apprehensive of almost any kind of being. Fiercely protective of its kin, it also shows an unhealthy obsession with stripping all that is not perfectly crystalline of form and shape (which makes it be viewed as a dangerous lunatic by other species). A daredevil and proactive by nature, Bob usually lacks a sense of fear. While capable of sound judgement and reason, it has been betrayed and disgusted too many times to not lash back. It may have a soft spot for fellow victims of betrayal.

[b]Short Bio:[/b] "Ever since Bob coalesced in a tiny Crystal in the planet of Kaisoken it gazed at the stars and their fiery cores. It always was marvelled on how all sorts of matter came to existence in such celestial forges. But what it found the most amazing was when some of these forges, when they run out of material, burned ever so brightly, spitting the laws of the cosmos in a last fiery stand only to leave a lasting scar of darkness in the fabric of existence itself. What you fleshbags called Supernovae, it was inspired by them. Others like it chose to weave. It chose to unravel. It was what you could call a warrior. It was what you could call an heretic. It burned across the cosmos the story of its existance. When the Thievers of light and Minerals, the Green mucks, what you refer as plant-folk Rau've it smiled in glee. It could turn into charcoal all of them, for they were vile. It did not really mind much the theft of our lessers cousins, as in the cosmos, the hard scratch and the soft are scratched. It served with what you call distinction and earned renown. It was again called to serve, this time by helping the green mucks against you fleshbags. But it drew the line when fleshbags tried to crush kin and put it inside them. It find it disgusting, and for that, they still must be crushed. Still, it does not harbour hard feelings to the fleshbags who were treated with our comrade's husks. For they were soft, and the soft are scratched. It finds amusing this fight between fleshbags, and it desires to join, so it can too, turn more organics into coal."

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