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Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

You are on candied camera!

Theme:

Theme

youtube.com/watch?v=xk89YWDA6lE

Character you have created: Kenneth De'Kane
Alias: The Candycane
Speech Color: Light red
Character Alignment: Villain
Identity: Kenneth De'Kane
Character Personality: Kenneth is what some would call an excentric, a man of science in his own words, but as a matter of fact the man is completely out of his mind. Some would label him psychotic or crazy, whereof he assures them he isn't crazy at all, and that they should feel ashamed for suggesting it.

That aside, Kenneth values his own life and that of his minions, prefering to step up to deal with matters himself when things go sour, and they often do. There are a few things which can get on the nerve of Kenneth, some of the things might be implying that his candy and creations taste bad or be second rate, that would more than surely send him into a state of anger from 0& to a 100%. He is unable to accept or even acknowledge other peoples achievements being greater than his own, and he won't have anyone badmouth his tasteful creations or choice of attire. In his world, Kenneth is an artist, a connessiur of fine tastes and a gentleman. He always uses polite words when addressing ladies, but never allows himself to be seduced by one. He is way too occupied with his own schemes on outplaying his competition about who can make the best sweets or chocolate cakes. He will not let any distractions get in the way. Towards men he is polite enough, but may whack them with his cane if they are superhuman and trying to stop him.

Uniform/costume: White-red striped suit, a fully white fedora with a red band on it, red leather shoes, green bowtie and an actual lifesize candycane-cane.
Origin Info/Details: Kenneth was working on a secret recipe to create the ultimate chewing gum that would never lose it's taste, but there was an accident, a mysterious ingridient which shouldn't had been in the mix fell in. Kenneth were closely located to the large pool of mixture, and the chemical reaction caused him to lose his footing and he fell into the mix. Thus The Candycane was born. It didn't take Kenneth long to realize what had happened to him, first horrified but later enthusiastic. He even tasted and smelled great, not only that he could create things out of nothing. Candy! All manner of chocolate! Liquirice! Candycanes! Sour powders! He had become a superbaker. He realized quickly he could use his newfound powers to put his competition out of the market. They were going to get it for calling his sweets too hard or too sour.
Season 1/2 Summary: Kenneth were far too busy with his confections and making his new tastes to care about the world around him.
Hero Type: Brick/Mystic
Power Level: Street level
Powers:

- Sweet anatomy: Kenneth's entire body and all of his attire is made out of a very strong (and sweet smelling, not to mention flavourful) kind of gum like material, however it can also be flexible. Meaning he can take damage in way which would kill normal people, and even other supers and still reform himself as long as there is a piece of him remaining. Being frozen solid prevents this from happening. Also if someone burns or destroys all of his body he will effectively be dead. His physical condition also renders him highly resistant to mental attacks, but also against poisons, disease and illnesses. He also doesn't need to eat, breathe, sleep or drink. Even if he sometimes drinks or washes himself nontheless and claims to be tired.
- Gummy Dum dums: These are golf-ball sized superhard chewing gums that would literally break your jaw and teeth in an attempt to eat them. They make excellent ranged projectiles however and are nearly indestructible.
- Chew Chew's: This is a other kind of gum that Kenneth may create, but it is a soft kind, meant to hinder and hamper whomever unlucky enough finds themselves entangled in it. It is so sticky and strong that even those with superpowers have trouble to get rid of it.
- Sourflour: Kenneth may utilize creating sour powder which could be used as an efficient tear-gas for superpowered enemies.
- Soureales: These are oval shaped sour candies which are so sour they are in fact acid and burn through metal like a hot knife through butter.
- Sweet creation: Kenneth possesses a vast variety of candy-based powers which he can form into creation, a easter bunny made of chocolate? An animated gingerbread servant? An animated explosive pinjata? A salt licorice grenade? The man is creative and is sure to let others know just how great of a genius he is.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: 188cm
Weight: 70kg
Strength: 80 tons, but refuses to use it to lift vehicles or things which make him look not-cool or classy. Sometimes he acts alot weaker than he is.
Mobility: He's fast with swinging his cane and fists, not so much at using his feet however. It's that or he considers running to be not-so-classy looking.
Endurance: Superhuman
Durability: Extraordinary even for a superhuman, at least when it comes to taking physical damage.
Intelligence: Ranges alot
Fighting Skill: Has played golf
Resources:

Owns a factory and has approximately one million dollars, scattered all over his area of operations or in small stashes.
Weaknesses:

- Fire and acid attacks may heavily damage his body (possibly even kill him). Most other types of energy can also be effective against him.
- Being frozen solid will render him unable to do anything, as he has not much body heat to speak of.
- He isn't immune to his own highly acid candies.

Supporting Characters:

- Jessie "Lolly" Chevroulet. One of Kenneth's minions, she is a school-dropout at the age of 22, she has worked with Kenneth prior to his accident as his assistant. She is very loyal to the very unstable man, it almost seems like she gets a adrenaline rush from helping him out and some hints that she might actually be in love with the man.

- Carzadia "Coco" Mendez. Kenneth's other minion, she is 18 years old and a friend of Jessie, she has gotten dragged into a criminal mess but is too excited and too much of a thrillseeker to stop. She assists in minor tasks, generally as a lookout or scout.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:

Yes

Sample Post:

"Light! Chocolate! Action!" A voice echoed across the large factory as the lights slowly turned on, three men found themselves in a precarious situation. Dangling from the ceiling, upside down and attached to some strange pink coloured rope which had been attached around their feet and bodies. Below the three men were some sweet smelling, bubbling pool of hot chocolate. The three men found themselves unable to speak, having had their mouths sealed with some form of candy mixture, their attention turned on each other and then to a figure approaching them from down below. The man walked slowly, and with an elegance some might expect from someone attending a ball or a nobleman's private party. The man was dressed in a white and red striped suit, a green big bowtie, a pair of red leather shoes and with a white fedora. In his right hand he swirled and walked with a cane, a candycane to be exact.

"Congratulations gentlemen! You are the lucky winners of this year's free tour of my sweet factory! Provided by yours truly, The Candycane. Oh and before you worry, I am not going to send you home without having a tax-free giftbag." The man smiled broadly and beckoned behind him, motioning with his left hand to some figures just entering the large and lit factory room.

"Oh and allow me to introduce my fine assistants, the sweet and lovely Lolly. Oh she likes to unwrap all kind of things that one! Oh and directly from the taco-cacao land Mexico, we have the always so richly flavoured Coco! Bet not even nostradamus saw her coming! But luckily for us! You can!" The man gave a big wink to the three men as he pinched the cheeks of his two cohorts. "Now be good girls and give me some suggestions, what should we have for second flavour? Do we want these fine gentlemen in 'Mint Condition' or shall we perhaps go for something abit more spicy? Oh the choices are sometimes driving me insane. Are you in a hurry gentlemen? It almost seems like you have places to be and people to meet?" The man tipped his hat and went closer, holding out his free hand to extend the pink 'ropes' which held the men, sending them down just a little bit.

"Lolly! Why didn't you remind me! I was about to plunge them into the mix already, I have to tell them why exactly I picked them! Well at least people cannot say I lack initiative right? Let see. Coco, will you bring me that notepad over there?" The man beckoned to the dark haired girl wearing a broad skirt of various colours, she soon delivered the notepad he had requested.

"Oh now let see! Ahh yes! Derek Roberts! I believe you said that nothing in life was sweet, at least that was what I heard when you were drinking heavily last night. Well luckily for you, you are going to have a very sweet time from now on! Don't you worry, we may even wrap up today! Allright! Next up! Johann Almeister, a dentist? Did you remember to floss? Dental gone mental? I saw how you accused the ever so humble Kenneth De'Kane of the Sweetdream candy company of being a danger to children because of his sweets! Humbug! Slander! The noble Kenneth De'Kane would never harm his greatest buyers, seeing the children being happy over the fine confectories provided by the skillful, talented and vastly underrated Mr De'Kane. Have you ever truly had a good piece of chocolate Johann? Being such a busy man writing slander in the papers must be a very strainous thing, sometimes you just gotta stop feeling so tied up with work and enjoy the finer things in life. Speaking of which if you look below you, you may soon come to experience! Make sure to open wide allright? Say Ahhhh! Don't worry, not even you can miss this one! Okay, so now let see... how do you pronounce your name. Anushalalalas- That's too long! We'll call you Gandhi! So you thought you could create the best lolipop in the world? WITHOUT SUGAR?! I am getting mad just thinking about it, but truly the madness I might feel is surely nothing to the mad idea you had to make a candy! A sweet without sugar! It's like telling a fish to live on land, or a bird to stop to fly! It's not just maddening! It is also wrong!" The man breathed out heavily as he finished his rant, the finely clad gentleman soon after reached up to adjust his bowtie and hat.

"Any questions?" He gave a wide smile and looked up to his three captives, whose protests and mumblings were muffled by the candy in front of their mouths.

"Don't talk with your mouths full, that's rude and how accidents happen. Oh speaking of accidents, I almost forgot to let you know that I have alerted the local heroes of your sweet-tooth so that your situation isn't completely hopeless, I mean it wouldn't be fun otherwise right? Lolly can you bring my Gumzooka? I get the feeling someone might get into a sticky situation!" He began to chuckle, while reaching for a remote on a nearby table, flicking on the security cameras.

"My bad! I should ofcourse tell you why I am doing all this, it isn't because I am fully selfless. People nowadays have such a mediocre appreciation of artistry, of what truly is great inspirational sweets. Ahh, I remember the fools at the baking class always mocking me!" His face grew grim as he began to mimic some voices.

"Oh look at Ken's cake, it looks like a tractor! It wasn't a tractor at all, it was a harvester! A very finely made one at that! But those ingrates had no idea! Then they said my candy was too hard! Ken can't make good candy? Oh yeah?! I'll showed them! I threw my mix of sour pastilles in their face! You should had seen their faces! They were all over the place really! So many were salty about my accomplishments, they couldn't live with knowing my candy was the better so they cheated! Bribing the judges! Paying off the kids! How is that sportmanlike? It's not! Gentlemen! Do I not look like a man who appreciate sportsmanship? I don't like to gloat, I don't like to taunt my opponents. I just want them to accept that I am the better connessiur. Is that too much to ask for? Oh Lolly, it's okay. Wipe that tear away, I don't want any salty tears in this sweet moment." Kenneth began to swirl with his cane, walking from one end of the room to the other.

"Did you tell them the exact location? I mean, I don't want just the police to show up, those guys have no sense of humor or appreciation of art at all. And all they do is scream and shoot with those firearms of theirs. So violent and uncivilized, all against one... just like on the schoolyard! Why can't they fight like gentlemen? That's why I like that Icon! So sportmanlike! But that attire really leaves much to be desired." Kenneth held up one of his fingers as he walked over to another table, reaching down to pick up a cup of blue monster soda, taking it all down in a single sweeping motion.

"Suuuugaruuuush! Clarity in an instant!" He said with an exclamation, his arms spreading, as he did some half-efforted dancing moves around.

"Ahh! Do you know those chocolate eggs with a toy surprise in them? That they've banned over here? Those are great! I was thinking of making large ones, and put people into them! Imagine the look of a child's face on unwrapping it and seeing one of their favorite celebrities is in it! Brilliant! I know! To be fair I got the idea from Coco when she were- Oh nevermind but it was a great idea I assure you! I mean, why would I lie?" The man gave a sly grin, and twirled a mustache that wasn't even there, his movement going from erratic to slow and calculated as he almost slithered over to a lever. "Oh they better be here soon, or daddy is gonna get slightly workoholic tendencies!" He exclaimed, while Coco returned to the room, having briefly left it.

"Sir, it would seem like there's a problem. We are being inva-" The girl was firmly interupted midsentence by the colourful man.

"Problem? Oh no no, that won't do. But what could possibly be causing us a problem right now? Is it mother? I've told her not to call me at work! I am a very busy man!" The red-white suited man exclaimed and raised both his hands into the air dramatically.

"It's aliens, sir!" Coco replied with widened eyes.

"Whaaat? Aliens? Really? Well why didn't you say so?! We can't let them be directed to some second-rate artist or bakery, I shall bring my newest and grandest creations just yet. Lolly! Coco! Let's get to work shall we? Oh and you fine people? Just hang in there, I won't be long." The man smiled, tipping his hat, spinning around on his feet and twirling his cane before finally starting to stroll out of the room, whistling 'The flight of the valkyries'.

Avalia

Carneylus

Carneylus Creznek ⋆ 27 ⋆ Male ⋆ Demi-human (Bat-person)

Theme:

His theme

youtube.com/watch?v=7w1oE6XCdpw

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Appearance

Height:
188

Weight:
70

Hair Color:
Black

Eye Color:
Brown

Skin Tone:
Pale and scar ridden, although nothing major.

Brief Clothes Description:
Red overcoat, white shirt, black pants and dark brown boots, sometimes also with a red cloak. He also carries two pairs of visors on his person with darkened glass on them, to ward off light as good as he can. But it does not completely nullify it's effects. He owns a coloured set of armor, but using it hampers his movement with his wings abit so he prefers to wear only cloth of various kind.

Brave ⋆ Generous ⋆ Supportive ⋆ Emotional

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Psychology

Likes:
⋆ Music
⋆ The stars
⋆ Roses

Dislikes:
⋆ Himself
⋆ Aklenroth
⋆ People of evil intent

Fears:
⋆ Being unable to help a friend in need
⋆ Losing his precious memories
⋆ Dying without being able to help anyone at all

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Personality:

⋆ Carneylus may appear as an open and talkative person, yet at the same time there's alot of things he keeps to himself.
⋆ He is very selfless, but he always considers what action will have the best results. Thus he may reconsider things which are too reckless.
⋆ He is kind to those who are kind in turn, not just to him but to others. He does not hold back if there is someone doing unkind things. Engaging them in verbal or somatic action.
⋆ Carneylus will not allow a companion of his to fall in battle as long as he has a say in it, yet he is not reckless enough to not guard himself from a potential lethal blow, even in situations where he is feeling pressured.

⋆ To most people he is calm as still water, but if someone does something which he clearly disagrees with then his temper will flare up. Not to the point of him losing his concentration and focus however.
⋆ Generally very patient, unless there comes a moment where quick decisions need to be made, usually when a life needs to be saved.
⋆ He is very brave.
⋆ Very few things can make him nervous or anxious.
⋆ His reactionspeed is good, his movement is fluid enough in his attire to allow him to take plenty of actions when required.

⋆ Whilst intelligent enough, he does not possess a genius intellect or be a master strategist. He is however intelligent enough to not get baited and lured, most of the times anyways.
⋆ The idea of manipulating other people he finds appaling and something one should be ashamed for even thinking of. He is however charismatic, getting attention whenever he speaks up to give his input or hold a speech. He also has the physique and looks that would make most consider his appeal to be nearly divine.
⋆ While he may laugh at jokes and even crack a few himself, the man often become reminded of past events which tend to make his mood more serious.
⋆ Carneylus is not insane.
⋆ He is very conservative about his stamina and usually takes the option which requires the least amount of effort but the biggest yield. That aside the man has a vast amount of stamina and endurance.

Peace ⋆ Pain ⋆ Resolve

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Background

Occupation
Underground swordsman and smuggler

Living Immediate Family Members:
Father (Living in the flower fairy kingdom)

Dead Immediate Family Members:
Mother (Deceased)

Current Companions:
Valaeon

Current and Past Lover(s):
None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:
He is usually with a group or at least one other person.

History

Carneylus was born in an elven village, his mother lived in a small house there and his father was a travelling merchant which seldom were at home as a result. Life as he came to know it was a mixture of good and bad things, the good things were to listen to music, to see the beauty of nature and the lights far up into the vast and dark skies at night.The bad things were having to deal with the local elven population which became more and more irritated and annoyed with their predicament following their lost war against Aklenroth. There were no lack of scapegoats for their failure, and one of them was Carneylus, but there were others far worse off.

A childhood friend of his, a winged demi-human girl of the angelic kind had things far worse, having to live a life of servitude to the people which despised her. Carneylus befriended this girl when he was but a young boy, he brought her flowers and things from the outside world, things which she was not allowed to look at or venture out to explore. In return he got to taste some of the pastries of the elven folk and leftover food. His own mother was also not immune to the judgemental nature of the elves, as she was called a beast and accursed and were seldom seen outdoors because of it.

Then things took a turn for the worse, as the governor of the light elves, Terneus Andros spewed his propaganda of demi-human spies and thieves infesting the elven lands, how they were a plague that had to be contained. Thus he put up guards to stop any demi-human trader for passing through the villages without paying a severe and overly expensive tax, which most could not pay. Carneylus father was one of those who could not afford to pay the tax and was thus unable to return to his home, the regulations forced him out of the area and towards the flower kingdom of the fairies. More as time passed the elves became more and more hostile towards his kind, many demi-humans were forced to leave the area. Some even vanished without a trace, some even spoke of elven assassins killing them in cold blood. Yet these rumors were scoffed at by the elves themselves as 'dirtbreed propaganda'.

His friend, the girl who had been more or less enslaved by the elves one day decided to flee from them, whereof they began to chase her down, Carneylus was still but a young boy then but he was angered by their behaviour and tried to stop them to little avail. A slap across the face, a kick to the stomach and then being left behind was the treatment he received. With one elf placing his boot on his back pressing him down, forcing him to watch as they tortured his friend. Then left her for dead and dragged him back to the village and threw him to his mother. His mother nursed him back to health, but her own health became worse soon after having received a gift of fruit from an unknown sender. Carneylus didn't want to eat the fruit as he prefered fetching fish in the nearby stream at night. When it was less elves outside to see him poaching.

Carneylus mother passed away a day after having eaten the fruit and the boy decided he had to leave the place, whereof the elves were happy to kick him out if he didn't fly off fast enough. He never forgot about his friend neither, hoping she survived the severe beating and torture the elves put her through. Yet all his searches were for naught, she was never heard or seen from again. Time after this the elven village itself was destroyed he heard, by then he had gone to Roshmi and was living there as a street urchin, gradually rising his living standard and finding himself learning swordfighting from an old soldier, then from capable warriors and lastly a famed but soon to be retired gladiator of the Roshmi arena.

He lived there for ten years, ten years he spent to survive and become stronger. Feeling determined to never ever allow a friend to suffer because of his weakness, to never again let himself or others be oppressed by those claiming to have the right to do so. The young but now more adept man left Roshmi after those ten years, he ventured north to a place more reclused and closer to the water and nature itself. The bustling city life wasn't his thing, even if he was well received by the demi-humans in the place. The dark elves were almost as bad as the light elves, which in turn was an indicator for him to leave. Demi-humans with talent, unless protected by influencial people could possibly fall into the hands of Aklenroth's servants and dragged to Daka for who knows what dark fate.

It wasn't as if he was afraid of dying, but more like dying in vain, not being able to do anything at all for anyone. He spent the remainder of his ten years in a small port town and soon attracted a small underground crowd of people, some of them being capable fighters and smugglers. It was both a way of living and a way for him to remain unknown to most of the outside world, honing his skills as a swordsman along others seeking to do the same, wereof their reasons were honorable, for revenge or a sense of duty. All were welcome to learn. The smuggling operations were helpful in bringing supplies in and out of the land unaware to the lich king and the elven lords, and even helping escaped slaves and 'traitors' to flee to the far west. It was only when he he met Valaeon, where he knew he had found a good partner to train with for what was looming ahead.

The fire lit in Roshmi city, the rebellion coming alive under the leadership of Risa Millinia against the tyrannical king Aklenroth. If he wanted to make a change for good, this moment was what he had trained for. Would it be enough? Time would tell.

Special Abilities:

- Wings (Bone and leathery wings, the bone has been subject to blunt force trauma over a long period of time and is harder than on most bat-people as a result.
- Sharp teeth (may drink blood too!)
- Sharp nails (Makeshift weapon)
- Blood thinning saliva (If a wound is infected it will bleed much more than normal)
- Echolocation (He may detect physical things mid-flight, hidden enemies and even those hiding via invisibility. Etc.)
- Keen senses overall (Eyesight in darkness is better, while in light it gets worse)

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Physical Strengths:
⋆ Physical powerhouse (He is physically powerful, capable of delivering and taking powerful punches or weapon attacks)
⋆ Master of the sword and hand (Unlike many warriors in Avalia, Carneylus is only trained in one way of fighting, which involves using a blade in single hand and his other hand for utility purposes, which may be grapples, punches, throwing darts or using a cloak to attempt to distract any opponent. He mostly uses a sabre or scimitar for battle)
⋆ Berserker bloodlust (Able to give himself a temporary physical boost, his movement becomes more instinctual than calculating.)

Physical Weaknesses:
⋆ Light magic may render his vision severely impaired if not wearing his visors. Normal light from the sun or items may also impair his vision, though the degree varies depending on the time. Note that light magic does not inflict more damage to him however.
⋆ Sonic attacks. Due to his keen hearing he may have severe trouble against sonic attacks.
⋆ Cannot manuever too well in water, tunnels or narrow passages due to his wings becoming a hinderance. Very strong wind could also pose a problem.

Species of Demi-Human
Bat-person

Best Ability from Beast Side:
Echolocation

Gundam Multiverse - Those Who Correct - Based off Dynasty Warriors Gundam Series

Will have to postpone my sheet for a day, sorry. If you cannot wait for me go right ahead heh.

Gundam Multiverse - Those Who Correct - Based off Dynasty Warriors Gundam Series

Yeah, I am I will see about making my sheet tomorrow. Was working 24 hour shift yesterday so didn't have the time.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

Verge

The man with all the time in the world.

Location: Pacific Point (Los Angeles), California.

It was with a mixture of disgust, irritation and oddly enough also intrigue that had his two eyes gaze down at the city below, searching for what had caused the massive and most impressive barrier. Whatever it was, it could pose a threat to his future plans of liberating the earth. Then the barrier gave in, or at least a part of it, or had someone simply lowered it partly? The young man hovered down closer towards the streets below, down there stood a figure which could very well had been the creator of that barrier. His next move was cut short however by a sound from above, the young man's attention fell upon the sky. Verge's eyes widened to what he saw. A large construct in the sky, no a spaceship of some kind.

'What that? It couldn't be? Aliens? So you do exist after all?' He blinked his eyes, as if trying to make sure that what he saw was truly as it seemed. The young man braced himself, thinking of his next choice of action. Below were a city filled with disgusting human beings who deserved nothing more than to be destroyed, but up in the sky was a seemingly invasive species. An external, no an extraterrestial threat to not only humankind, but to the very earth and those like him. There was no way he was going to let these things colonize, perverse or destroy the earth, it was likely them who caused the massive wave of water. He had been given the gift, and this was a sign from the higher powers that it was time to begin to work. His first ever sentient kill would be of a creature from a different world. The large construct became more and more revealed, it's massive size casting a dark shadow on the nearby area. Then out from it came a swarm of smaller ships, they were like ants spawning out of an anthill ready to defend their queen. Or maybe more akin to a beehive? Very big, angry and armored bees which were able to shoot some form of energy to boot.

The figure on the ground had noticed them aswell and decided to attack them, as a gigantic beam of energy travelled across the sky from his direction, cutting through a large number of the approaching smaller ships. Soon after he heard the voice from below, like a clarion call. Urging him to help them. Help the humans? Fighting these aliens? It was like fighting for one minor evil to deal with a major one, but it didn't sit overly well with the young man. As both ought to be destroyed. Perhaps he could utilitze the size of that mothership to have it crash right down into the city? It would be worth a try.

'Such immense power that one has, I must inspect it later, it may prove useful... but for now wretched invaders first.' He thought to himself. "Fight them off? I am going to exterminate them!" He gave the figure below a slight nod before quickly dashing up into the air. Verge found himself gathering his powers in on himself, using his powers of earth and geokinesis to create hovering shimmering crystals the size of handballs, several hundreds of them into the air around him, hovering in the air before he finally motioned them all towards the remaining smaller ships and the mothership in the distance beyond, shooting them in a large field with just a few metres apart from oneanother. Just after having flung them forth, the young man gathered his focus and remembered his training, a large number of orbs of sheer light would begin to pop up around him, like will'o' wisps before they darted off in different attack patterns forth towards the crystal field and the incoming invaders.

'Smash them all to dust! Go!' The orbs shot themselves into the various crystals they connected with further ahead, due to the orbs higher speed they caught up with ease, what soon followed were a massive display of glimmering light across the sky as the orbs turned into beams from colliding with the crystals which acted like prisms, bouncing from one crystal and to the next and all around into the air. The incoming ships did evasive manuevers to evade the incoming barrage of light that now was filling up the sky as a large net of lasers. As the beams collided with the ships, some took a few hits before tumbling down towards the earth, others were split in two, and some even crashed into the crystals which caused the crystal to bounce off against their armor into a new beam of light.

"Only gods are allowed to tread the high heavens! Die you disgusting abominations of space!" Verge yelled aloud as he dashed forwards in the air, his wings clearly visible more now as he was using his powers, he was now intending on going headfirst into the remaining ships or possibly even his own field of shimmering beams of light.

Avalia

I don't drink... wine

Carneylus Creznek ⋆ 27 ⋆ Male ⋆ Demi-human (Bat-person)

Theme:

His theme

youtube.com/watch?v=7w1oE6XCdpw

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Appearance

Height:
188

Weight:
70

Hair Color:
Black

Eye Color:
Brown

Skin Tone:
Pale and scar ridden, although nothing major.

Brief Clothes Description:
Red overcoat, white shirt, black pants and dark brown boots, sometimes also with a red cloak. He also carries two pairs of visors on his person with darkened glass on them, to ward off light as good as he can. But it does not completely nullify it's effects. He owns a coloured set of armor, but using it hampers his movement with his wings abit so he prefers to wear only cloth of various kind.

Brave ⋆ Generous ⋆ Supportive ⋆ Emotional

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Psychology

Likes:
⋆ Music
⋆ The stars
⋆ Roses

Dislikes:
⋆ Himself
⋆ Aklenroth
⋆ People of evil intent

Fears:
⋆ Being unable to help a friend in need
⋆ Losing his precious memories
⋆ Dying without being able to help anyone at all

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Personality:

⋆ Carneylus may appear as an open and talkative person, yet at the same time there's alot of things he keeps to himself.
⋆ He is very selfless, but he always considers what action will have the best results. Thus he may reconsider things which are too reckless.
⋆ He is kind to those who are kind in turn, not just to him but to others. He does not hold back if there is someone doing unkind things. Engaging them in verbal or somatic action.
⋆ Carneylus will not allow a companion of his to fall in battle as long as he has a say in it, yet he is not reckless enough to not guard himself from a potential lethal blow, even in situations where he is feeling pressured.

⋆ To most people he is calm as still water, but if someone does something which he clearly disagrees with then his temper will flare up. Not to the point of him losing his concentration and focus however.
⋆ Generally very patient, unless there comes a moment where quick decisions need to be made, usually when a life needs to be saved.
⋆ He is very brave.
⋆ Very few things can make him nervous or anxious.
⋆ His reactionspeed is good, his movement is fluid enough in his attire to allow him to take plenty of actions when required.

⋆ Whilst intelligent enough, he does not possess a genius intellect or be a master strategist. He is however intelligent enough to not get baited and lured, most of the times anyways.
⋆ The idea of manipulating other people he finds appaling and something one should be ashamed for even thinking of. He is however charismatic, getting attention whenever he speaks up to give his input or hold a speech. He also has the physique and looks that would make most consider his appeal to be nearly divine.
⋆ While he may laugh at jokes and even crack a few himself, the man often become reminded of past events which tend to make his mood more serious.
⋆ Carneylus is not insane.
⋆ He is very conservative about his stamina and usually takes the option which requires the least amount of effort but the biggest yield. That aside the man has a vast amount of stamina and endurance.

Peace ⋆ Pain ⋆ Resolve

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Background

Occupation
Underground swordsman and smuggler

Living Immediate Family Members:
Father (Living in the flower fairy kingdom)

Dead Immediate Family Members:
Mother (Deceased)

Current Companions:
Valaeon

Current and Past Lover(s):
None

Are you a loner or with a group? Have you always been in this place?:
He is usually with a group or at least one other person.

History

Carneylus was born in an elven village, his mother lived in a small house there and his father was a travelling merchant which seldom were at home as a result. Life as he came to know it was a mixture of good and bad things, the good things were to listen to music, to see the beauty of nature and the lights far up into the vast and dark skies at night.The bad things were having to deal with the local elven population which became more and more irritated and annoyed with their predicament following their lost war against Aklenroth. There were no lack of scapegoats for their failure, and one of them was Carneylus, but there were others far worse off.

A childhood friend of his, a winged demi-human girl of the angelic kind had things far worse, having to live a life of servitude to the people which despised her. Carneylus befriended this girl when he was but a young boy, he brought her flowers and things from the outside world, things which she was not allowed to look at or venture out to explore. In return he got to taste some of the pastries of the elven folk and leftover food. His own mother was also not immune to the judgemental nature of the elves, as she was called a beast and accursed and were seldom seen outdoors because of it.

Then things took a turn for the worse, as the governor of the light elves, Terneus Andros spewed his propaganda of demi-human spies and thieves infesting the elven lands, how they were a plague that had to be contained. Thus he put up guards to stop any demi-human trader for passing through the villages without paying a severe and overly expensive tax, which most could not pay. Carneylus father was one of those who could not afford to pay the tax and was thus unable to return to his home, the regulations forced him out of the area and towards the flower kingdom of the fairies. More as time passed the elves became more and more hostile towards his kind, many demi-humans were forced to leave the area. Some even vanished without a trace, some even spoke of elven assassins killing them in cold blood. Yet these rumors were scoffed at by the elves themselves as 'dirtbreed propaganda'.

His friend, the girl who had been more or less enslaved by the elves one day decided to flee from them, whereof they began to chase her down, Carneylus was still but a young boy then but he was angered by their behaviour and tried to stop them to little avail. A slap across the face, a kick to the stomach and then being left behind was the treatment he received. With one elf placing his boot on his back pressing him down, forcing him to watch as they tortured his friend. Then left her for dead and dragged him back to the village and threw him to his mother. His mother nursed him back to health, but her own health became worse soon after having received a gift of fruit from an unknown sender. Carneylus didn't want to eat the fruit as he prefered fetching fish in the nearby stream at night. When it was less elves outside to see him poaching.

Carneylus mother passed away a day after having eaten the fruit and the boy decided he had to leave the place, whereof the elves were happy to kick him out if he didn't fly off fast enough. He never forgot about his friend neither, hoping she survived the severe beating and torture the elves put her through. Yet all his searches were for naught, she was never heard or seen from again. Time after this the elven village itself was destroyed he heard, by then he had gone to Roshmi and was living there as a street urchin, gradually rising his living standard and finding himself learning swordfighting from an old soldier, then from capable warriors and lastly a famed but soon to be retired gladiator of the Roshmi arena.

He lived there for ten years, ten years he spent to survive and become stronger. Feeling determined to never ever allow a friend to suffer because of his weakness, to never again let himself or others be oppressed by those claiming to have the right to do so. The young but now more adept man left Roshmi after those ten years, he ventured north to a place more reclused and closer to the water and nature itself. The bustling city life wasn't his thing, even if he was well received by the demi-humans in the place. The dark elves were almost as bad as the light elves, which in turn was an indicator for him to leave. Demi-humans with talent, unless protected by influencial people could possibly fall into the hands of Aklenroth's servants and dragged to Daka for who knows what dark fate.

It wasn't as if he was afraid of dying, but more like dying in vain, not being able to do anything at all for anyone. He spent the remainder of his ten years in a small port town and soon attracted a small underground crowd of people, some of them being capable fighters and smugglers. It was both a way of living and a way for him to remain unknown to most of the outside world, honing his skills as a swordsman along others seeking to do the same, wereof their reasons were honorable, for revenge or a sense of duty. All were welcome to learn. The smuggling operations were helpful in bringing supplies in and out of the land unaware to the lich king and the elven lords, and even helping escaped slaves and 'traitors' to flee to the far west. It was only when he he met Valaeon, where he knew he had found a good partner to train with for what was looming ahead.

The fire lit in Roshmi city, the rebellion coming alive under the leadership of Risa Millinia against the tyrannical king Aklenroth. If he wanted to make a change for good, this moment was what he had trained for. Would it be enough? Time would tell.

Special Abilities:

- Wings (Bone and leathery wings, the bone has been subject to blunt force trauma over a long period of time and is harder than on most bat-people as a result.
- Sharp teeth (may drink blood too!)
- Sharp nails (Makeshift weapon)
- Blood thinning saliva (If a wound is infected it will bleed much more than normal)
- Echolocation (He may detect physical things mid-flight, hidden enemies and even those hiding via invisibility. Etc.)
- Keen senses overall (Eyesight in darkness is better, while in light it gets worse)

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Physical Strengths:
⋆ Physical powerhouse (He is physically powerful, capable of delivering and taking powerful punches or weapon attacks)
⋆ Master of the sword and hand (Unlike many warriors in Avalia, Carneylus is only trained in one way of fighting, which involves using a blade in single hand and his other hand for utility purposes, which may be grapples, punches, throwing darts or using a cloak to attempt to distract any opponent. He mostly uses a sabre or scimitar for battle)
⋆ Berserker bloodlust (Able to give himself a temporary physical boost, his movement becomes more instinctual than calculating.)

Physical Weaknesses:
⋆ Light magic may render his vision severely impaired if not wearing his visors. Normal light from the sun or items may also impair his vision, though the degree varies depending on the time. Note that light magic does not inflict more damage to him however.
⋆ Sonic attacks. Due to his keen hearing he may have severe trouble against sonic attacks.
⋆ Cannot manuever too well in water, tunnels or narrow passages due to his wings becoming a hinderance. Very strong wind could also pose a problem.

Species of Demi-Human
Bat-person

Best Ability from Beast Side:
Echolocation

Gundam Multiverse - Those Who Correct - Based off Dynasty Warriors Gundam Series

Chaos, launching! For the preservation of our pure and blue world!

I'm interested.

Avalia

Baraian Paladice

The dark elf looked over those in his company, Kuroi, Ayita and Torvi. Baraian's face was dripping with sweat, there was a clear tension on his face. It was important to leave the city as quickly as they could, before the dark elven guards could apprehend them for questioning. If there was even going to be such a thing. Perhaps his heritage could get them out of such a situation, yet a perhaps was not comforting enough. They had to leave for the north, find refuge at one of the port towns north of Roshmi. That was their best bet, from there they could plan their next move.

"My vulpine friend. We best keep moving, things are going to get alot worse before it gets any good. Let's move northwards shall we? We must regroup with other survivors. The king's men will search every corner of the city, including the slums, we best be swift and cautious. They will find every hiding place there is in this city even the haven. But the members have most surely withdrawn from there in advance. Right now we need to focus our efforts where most needed. With the fairy princess and our leader." Baraian spoke in his monotone voice as he was moving with hastily steps, he was eager to get out of the city. The more rebels that could evade the king the better.

"Proper introductions will have to wait. I am Baraian." He said in a stressed voice, his face displaying that he was likely running all manner of scenarios and calculations in his head.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

Verge

Present day

Pacific Point, CA

The happy chirping of birds rung in the ears of a young man, who were dressed in a tan suit. He sat perched upon a large boulder overlooking the wilderness outside of Los Angeles. The sun beamed with a light that could contend with that of his own, at least that was what he believed. Without that shining light in the sky, the world would be a cold and dead place devoid of any life. A frozen wasteland. He had to view himself akin to that of the sun, a preserver of the natural world, a protector of life itself. A line of ants made their way below the boulder he sat upon, he had watched them for hours, how they were able despite their size to carry such large things over their backs and with their comerades helping them, all serving under their queen. There had been small mammals passing by every now and then aswell, some foraging for food, others being preyed upon by snakes or other carnivores. But such events were common in the natural world, there would always be something chasing you, even if you were an apex predator you would someday be overcome by something else as evolution is constant. Just like he had done. Humankind had long been the apex predator of the world, constantly pressing it's borders and consuming what stood in their path. Like the mammoths or the dodo bird who were brought to extinction because of them.

While there had been things which humankind had created that were of good, it could not excuse the bad things to the young man. Music was a thing he enjoyed, sweet melodies of various kinds. But no matter how sweet a melody is, eventually it comes to an end and the reality once again makes itself known. The ever hungry darkness, which would threaten to devour everything. Some humans sought refuge in music, books, games or in tales and stories to occupy their minds. Others found their aid in drinking, to momentarily dullen the present and to cloud the past creeping up behind. The thing you could never change, the desire so many felt that if they could only turn back time they would make things differently. But what if they could not? What if they would make the same mistakes again?

As he pondered on human nature as he knew it, he was brought out of his thoughts by the silence of the birds, the small mammals running away and then a rumbling in the earth. Something was happening. The young man, Milliard, rose up on the boulder to which he had sat upon to look what was causing it. In the distance a large wave of water... no... a wave of death was approaching the city of Los Angeles. Was this a sign that humankind had to perish? He had felt it before though, the urge to bring their destruction... to finally sever the chain of on-going wars that had plagued the world for so long.

"The earth is screaming... it wants me to grant it's wish." He said softly, looking to the sky above momentarily before getting up on his feet. The young man proceeded to lift his right hand to his chest, where a bright light began to form within his palm and soon entered into his very form. Out of the young man's back rose spectral looking, wings of golden light and he began to hover away from his boulder up into the air, his gaze towards the city of Los Angeles in the distance. Milliard soon after flew off into the air with remarkable speed, raising himself in elevation mid-flight to avoid disturbing the animal life on the ground. Upon reaching the city's border he could see the large wave of water clash against what seemed to be a shield, a supernaturally created shield by the looks of it, unless the humans had technology to have such a thing. The barrier had repelled the wave, but the surrounding area outside of the city had still been subject to the relentless force of the water.

What had caused this to happen? And who or what had raised that shield in defense of the city? That place were in no need of saving. The young man hovered above the barrier, searching for who or what was projecting it. Perhaps he could find someone who could explain what had just happened, for the damage done to the area surrounding the city. All the forestation and wildlife that had perished because of it and that barrier. Someone had to pay. Dearly. Justice must be done.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 3- Shattered Dimensions

Verge

Character you have created: Milliard S. Leigher
Alias: Verge
Speech Color: Gold
Character Alignment: Villain
Identity: Milliard Silvio Leigher (prounounce: Mill-I-ard Sil-vio-Lay-err)
Character Personality: Milliard views himself as the liberator of the world, the rightful protector and the only one fitting to guide the world forwards to it's future. He despises humankind but holds animals in a general higher regard, especially dogs. Milliard is a very determined and steadfast person, he is also very reserved in his person and doesn't like people touching him. He will likely not shake hands with you or even stand very close to you unless he has to or is in a fight. He is cunning, manipulative and relentless in his pursuits to make progress, while at times he may present himself as kind, merciful and just. Whereof that is true or not depends fully on who you are, or maybe what you are. He does not approve of sadistic people, neither is he amused by sarcasm or sassy behaviour. He does however greatly appreciate irony and thinking of the natural world, plantlife aswell as animals of various kinds.

He doesn't feel bad for killing humans in battle as he considers it to be showing them mercy, he highly dislike seeing suffering and generally does what he can to prevent it. Even if the one suffering is a human, he has compassion but it is for the earth and the natural world mainly, which he considers humankind does not belong to. When faced with religious people he keeps up the belief that he is in fact 'the chosen one', and that their god(s) are false and has been unable to save the earth. When it comes to those of superhuman abilities, Milliard bears not the same hostility towards them as with those who are human or display very minor superhuman skills. The young man considers them to be in a sense just like him. Thus it would not be a surprise if he may spare a fellow superhuman from death or serious injury if the person has not been irredeemable in his eyes. He notices in general good people, but often he does not agree with their ways at all, prefering to take action rather than diplomacy. Ultimately he does not believe humans can co-exist with those that have superhuman powers, neither should humans exist at all according to him.

Uniform/costume: Tan colored suit, black tie, white shirt and black shoes (All eco friendly). When in costume he wears a tight longsleeved black shirt, tight black pants, black boots and black gloves (Again all eco friendly). Usually he also wears an armor made of diamond outside of it and a sword made out of diamond aswell, formed by his own powers.
Origin Info/Details: Milliard never knew his parents, he was left as an infant at an orphanage in Los Angeles, to which he ran away from when he had gotten older. Living on the streets was tough, and he generally saw the darker kinds of humankind. Especially during the nights, whereof he kept himself out of harms way, he early began to despise humanity. Whereof it had to do what his parents did to him, or the evil he saw during the nights when he was homeless. The youngling made his living by 'borrowing' things belonging to shopkeepers, usually these things involved food, drinks or other necessary things. Things finally looked up for him as he was affected by the dome of energy created by Doctor Diplodoc, the scientist who created the serum to make humans into something else. Milliard didn't know how long he had been exposed to it until he was awakened by a group of thugs causing a ruckus, whereof they noticed him and grapped him. One of the thugs brandished a knife and threatened to carve him up if he told anyone what he may have seen or heard, out of a mix of anger and pure reflex he raised his hands on seeing the blade of the knife glimmering. What soon followed was a blast of raw energy and light, which knocked the thugs back to the ground and Milliard landed on his back, getting slowly to his feet he looked at his hands brimming with glowing light and at the look of the faces of those having seen it, the thugs were certainly surprised and one of them yelled out that they should get out of there, that the boy was one of those 'freaks'. What was this power? He didn't know at the time, but time would indeed reveal many things for him.

The leader of the thugs saw this as an opportunity, perhaps one where he could sell him at highest bidder to some underground boss. The leader drew a gun out of the back of his pants, hidden under his jacket and pointed it at the young man, while he approached to place a hand on the young man's shoulder. The man had told him that he should come with them, that he had someone to introduce him to. Milliard wanted nothing to do with this, and if there was something he hated it was when someone was placing their hand on him. The young man had quickly reached out to grab the wrist of the gunwielding thug, who looked abit surprised at this.

"Get your hands off me!" Milliard had screamed out, what soon followed was a large flash of light. When the light finally faded, the thug was gone, it was as if he had been disintigrated at the spot. The remaining thugs fled soon after with their panic ridden faces. As for the young man, he dwelled on what had just happened, realizing he had indeed killed that man. He knew that he was no longer powerless, he had been given a gift and to not use a gift when one had it was indeed to spit fortune in the face. The young man soon realized just what manner of powers he had been given, and with this power came also deeper conviction and belief that he had been selected. To right all that was wrong with the world, the thug which had grabbed him were just the first. Even if he had dwelled on what had happened to him, and coming to the realization that the thug had been killed by his power alone. There was no turning back. There never was.

A young man without a past, a present which was rotten... the future was the only thing remaining. It would have to do, and he would make certain to use this newfound power to make the future how it should be. How it must be. The young man found himself able to create crystals and other things, not only the pure light that was engulfing him. The ability to create diamond and other valuable things came to use for him, he sold them locally is small amounts to not attract too much attention. Some were sold to jewelers, and some were sold to thugs who wanted to make an easy coin. Given the money needed, the young man saw to outfit himself better, getting an attire to make him appear as if he came from a rich family. Looks could get you far in the world, far enough that some would turn a blind eye when doing minor illegal things. As time passed his customers became more and he increased his wealth, but to attain money had never been in his interest. It was just a stepping stone to get where he needed to be. And after time he was able to procure himself a home, bribing a man to pose as his father. How far one could go by using peoples greed, it was a thing he would never forget. It was a thing he couldn't forget. If there was anything he knew, it was that people were greedy and selfish things. He had no love for any of them. They were all disgusting and shallow.

Having procured himself a home, a mansion to be precise was indeed going to aid in his plans for the future, his hired 'father' figure was soon relieved of his duty and all service personell were dismissed. He wanted as little as possible to do with them. They were so unlike him, at first it was only in behaviour he thought but now it was even more apparent. There were two different kinds of mankind. Whereof he had been selected as one of the new. It didn't take him long to get underway in creating an underground vault under his home, using his newly given earth powers he moved rocks, stones and dirt as he desired. The very earth bending and shaping under his will. He also knew that there was being out there who was watching him, who had bestowed a part of his power to him. He knew not much of it, nor did he think it was as important as cleansing the world.

The vault underneath the mansion soon came to be a vast and hollow place, it's walls reinforced by all manner of stone, crystal and gems. Like massive square like cave, this would be the perfect place to test and master his powers. The power to reshape not only the earth... but everything. Though he couldn't be underground all the time, nor within the mansion which was offputting to him. But it was a means to remain undisturbed by neighbours and other people. Other people which he hated so very much. Nature was another matter. He had learnt to use his powers to quickly locate himself outside of the city, to where there was more wildlife and the air was different. Soon it would all be just like it...

Season 1/2 Summary: Having bought himself a mansion using diamonds and gold created by his powers, Millard spent his time training his powers in a specially made chamber in his home.
Hero Type: Energy/Psychic
Power Level: City level -> World level (If left to his devices)
Powers:Attributes (Select one at each category):

- Light creation and manipulation: Assortment of beams, orbs and cone shaped attacks of light for devastating results. He may also imbue objects with light energy or channel his powers through them like his armor and sword that he normally would be equipped with. His light powers can easily penetrate concrete and tank armor, providing he has not been completely exhausted, weakened or somehow nullified. Often he creates orbs of light which follow him around like small (tennisball size) floating wisps. Sometimes he may create a blinding light aswell using these powers, while it does not cause any damage it may be difficult for others to see through it with normal eyesight.
- Light absorption (Active defense): Milliard may chose to activate a defense which allows him to absorb various sources of light energy. This remains active until he choses to deactivate it.
- Photoportation: Milliard may teleport himself to a place he has a clear recollection of or to a place within his vision. The former is more taxing than the latter. The latter he uses in battle, the former very seldomly so. Only if he really needs to get out of his position. This power does not work in areas of complete darkness unless there's a source of light.
- Light empowerment (Activation, then passive for one hour or until renewed): Milliard's strength, durability, endurance and speed is increased when empowered by light for up to an hour unless renewed. Which he may have administered to himself or gotten through Light absorption. The empowerment manifests itself as shining wings of golden light. This empowerment does not blind others from seeing him.
- Ageless: Does not physically age, but may still be affected by damage, virus, poisons or illness.
- Light healing: An out of battle kind of healing which allows him to mend his wounds, scratches and fleshwounds get healed quickly while deeper wounds take longer time. When it comes to broken bones they are the trickiest to restore as that takes days and much effort to heal.
- Earth creation and manipulation: He may crease rocks, dirt, crystals and various minerals and also manipulate to his desire in shape and purpose. Such as being able to use rocks and dirt to create a hill or a plataeu. He usually uses crystals as prisms for his light powers. Milliard may also manipulate pre-existing earthly materials like dirt, rocks, crystals etc.
- Seismic sense (Active ability): May sense movement in the ground if he reaches out to 'connect' with it. Other earth manipulators may however hinder this from working properly. He also cannot use it while flying or hovering.
- Earthquake: A channel ability which is very taxing on him both mentally and physically, but given enough time he could potentially level an entire city if left alone for too long. It would first be a slight tremble in the earth, then gradually shake more and more until things would start to fall in on itself.
- Indomitable mind: If the determination of the young man were not enough on their own, that he also has access to psychic abilities further reinforces his mind against attacks of it's kind.
- Photo-Telekinesis: While he normally can shoot beams and orbs of light with his light creation and manipulation, photo-telekinesis allows him to bend his own beams when he wishes to, with abit of an effort ofcourse. It isn't as effortless as shooting his regular beams of light into his crystals but it gives him a tool to use to catch foes possibly unawares after a possible evade.
- Photokinetic flight: Bestows the ability to fly or hover, his body slightly glows abit when he does, not enough to blind or anything.
- Geokinesis: Milliard generally uses geokinesis to move the things he has created via earth manipulation, these can be both rocks or various types of crystals. Which Milliard uses for both defense and offense. The crystals serve as relays for his beams and orbs of light, causing them to bounce inbetween them and around corners to strike from various angles. Rocks serve more use as a physical type of attack or to block enemy attacks. While he may be able to create and manipulate sand with his earth manipulation, he generally will not do it as it does not synergize well with his light manipulation. Crystals and rocks manipulated by geokinesis may hover around him if he desires.
- Geo-shockwave: When standing on the ground he may manipulate the earth to shoot out of the ground in a wave-like manner at quite the force.

Height: 168cm
Weight: 55kg
Strength: Normal human (12 tons when empowered)
Endurance: Normal human (x20 times normal endurance when empowered)
Durability: Normal human (Able to resist tank shells and gunfire when empowered )
Mobility: Up to supersonic (Beyond supersonic when empowered)
Intelligence: Shrewd
Fighting Skill: Self-trained style
Resources:

High (Precious mineral creation buisness)

Weaknesses:

- Regular human weakness of having to eat, drink, sleep, breathe and so forth.
- Powerful sonic attacks may shatter his crystals, sword and armor (if he wears it).
- When not empowered by his light powers he is aside from his speed comparable to a normal human.
- Milliard is overambitious and overconfident at times.
- Overly kind and persistant people (Since they may disrupt his view on the world and humankind as a whole and possibly make him doubt his action.)
- May be beaten badly in hand to hand combat or swordsplay by someone whose trained (Martial artists, kendo users, fencers etc)

Supporting Characters: None currently
Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?: Yep!
Sample Post:

The basement was dark, water dripped down along the pipes that were going along the ceiling, bringing water to the apartments above. The journalist had found herself in more trouble than she would have thought, searching for the next scoop. She was now bound by a wooden chair in a dark room and before her stood a young man dressed in a suit and some small hovering orbs of light circulating around him as if he was the sun and they were the planets. Had she gotten knocked uncouncious when she snuck into the suspicious building? She couldn't remember, but all she knew now was that she was stuck and couldn't reply. All she could do now was to hear what the young man was going to tell her.

"Oh what's that? You wanted to know who I am? I shall grant you this honor as a last wish before you die... My name is Milliard Silvio Leigher, also known as Verge. I was born in the city of angels as the humans call it, seventeen years ago, to parents unknown. An orphan if you wish, they did not want me, and now that I've become old enough, I've realized I didn't need them neither. I suppose it is human nature which causes them to discard things which are inconvienient, troublesome or unwanted. One of those things be guilt, oh they try so hard to avoid feeling that. Even if they have to harm eachother to satisfy their own view of themselves. At some point in the past, I was feeling guilt just like so many of them, was it my fault I was discarded? Unwanted? It wasn't I who abandoned humankind, it is humankind which abandoned me, just like they've abandoned this world.

How long have they killed each other, hunted things for sport, exploited the land, defiled the seas, harvested the forests and made several kind of beings extinct. Yet they think themselves so good and rightious, that they are without any blame, thinking they are the exception to the rule of nature that eventually everything ends. That nothing is eternal. That their own extinction is at the horizon, they seem to discard that as many other things. The only thing which needs to be discarded now is humankind, so that the earth can be restored to how it should be. Just like how mankind was once drowned, as it said in the bible. We of the supreme power are the chosen ones for the Ark, the ones to guide the world forwards. But every Ark needs a Noah. You are looking at him but you are also looking at god... they've become one and the same you see, Noah and he. I shall enlighten these mortals of their wicked ways with purifying light and the wrath of the very earth they've been plaguing for so long. They will join the dinosaurs in the annals of time.

Innocent people? There is no such thing, their hands are tainted with blood and divine judgement is at hand, and I will be the one delivering it. Soon there will be a day of reckoning for everyone, blissful light at the end of their dark tunnel. Isn't that the kindest path to go? Why wait for them to curse and destroy each other and spread unnecessary suffering across the world, and inflict more violations to the earth. The earth must be protected, even if the enemy is humankind. Don't you agree? Hahah... ofcourse not. You would never understand because you are one of them, someone who haven't been given the gift could never hope to understand the meaning behind it. You see... I was given this power not only to be protect and guide this world, there will be evolution through an earthly and shining revolution! Oh what's with that look? Ahh.. you understand the beauty of it now? Whereof you do or not is of no importance.

What is of importance however is that the world is liberated and brought into the gentle light that I will bestow upon it. Oh do you happen to have a dog? Worry not, I shall do my outmost to make certain it will survive what you will not. Dogs are loyal and happy to just be living, whereof you humans are never truly happy. You always strive higher and further up, and it is because of this that I came into contact with the gift. Ironic don't you think? That it is humankind's own hand that is stabbing it in the heart? I find the irony simply glorious. What better way is there for there epitaph, to be destroyed by their own greed and endless desire...

Ahh, but enough of this... I have some work that needs to be done, I shall have elevate a city to a shining new horizon."

The young man shot the orbs towards the woman setting her free from her restraints as the ropes where swiftly cut off by the light energy. "Enjoy your last moments however you wish... soon will come the final goodnight kiss."

Personal theme:

My Hider

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