Double

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU

Name: Yang
Race: Earthling/Human
Ki Color: White
Power Level: 910
Location: Open Field; Ginger Town outskirts.
Tag: @IceHeart Open

Feng stifled a chuckle at the lady's rather... spirited reply. He didn't say anything though, mainly due to Yang being quick to shout back at her.

"Watch your tongue! Master Feng is the head of the world renowned Crane School of Martial Arts! He could crush us both if he truly wanted!" he clenched his fist, seemingly angry at the woman but really his frustration stemmed from his earlier humiliation. The woman just happened to be along in time for it to be directed at her, "And do you not see the blood on the ground where I was lying? Or the bloodstains on my clothes? I would be dead if Master had not used his secret technique to heal me!" he wasn't wrong. There indeed still was a deep stain of blood on the ground, and there was still bits of bloodstains on the parts of his Gi that the alien's bone blades had stabbed through.

Feng cleared his throat, finally tired of the shouting, "Peace Yang, she is a stranger and knows not of us or our discipline. Pardon my disciple, he still feels the sting of his defeat and it stokes his anger. He does not mean you any disrespect."

Yang closed his eyes tightly, grumbling through gritted teeth.

While Yang did not pay much mind to the sudden conversation between the stranger and the doctor who contacted her, Feng on the other listened intently. When their communication ended he looked up from his sitting position at the girl, "Young lady, am I to understand that you plan on seeking that monster out?"

"Her? Fight that thing?" Yang asked, almost scoffing. If he couldn't defeat that creature than some police woman like her stood even less of a chance.

"What my disciple is trying to say, is that two together fair better odds than one who fights alone." he sent a side glance at Yang to silence him before the pupil could object, "So allow Yang here to accompany you. That monster will not be beaten easily without a healthy dose of teamwork."

Yang stayed quiet. He wasn't much for fighting on teams, but he would obey his Master's wishes. But rather get on the girl's bike, Yang simply floated up a few feet before offering a smirk, "As if I need to walk or ride. Don't worry about me, I'll keep up with your bike just fine on my own. In fact you're the one who might have trouble keeping up with me." he waited for his new-found companion to take off on her bike before shooting after her in the air above.

As for the Master, he noticeably stayed behind, never having gotten up from his spot on the ground, "Young people these days... I'll catch up after a good meditation. Good spot for one, I think..." he said to himself under his breath as he closed his eyes and let his aura of Ki take on a faint white glow.

Justice League Atlantis

I think @Double is the only one that reposted a CS that hasn't checked back in. You still game bro?

We got another recruit from the iCheck to make up for the lost player, so if we have a full cast we can still move forward. I half started a partial CS for our Aquaman just so everyone was on the same page knowing what he's capable of as an NPC.

- Ω

@Omega Man

Still game.

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU

Name: Yang
Race: Earthling/Human
Ki Color: White
Power Level: 910
Location: Open Field; Ginger Town outskirts.
Tag: @IceHeart Open

From the very beginning of Yang's frightful encounter, he and his monster of an opponent were being observed. The cloaked figure watched the short and brutal fight, their expression remaining masked by the shadows of their hood. He instinctively shifted forward an inch when Yang attacked first, almost as if he considered offering his aid. But he remained grounded, hidden in some shadows within the crevices of a few boulders sitting near each other. His lips moved from under the hood, silently mouthing words as a reaction to every move Yang made. Were they praise? Concern? None but the man himself would ever know.

He took cover, shielding his eyes from the inevitable dust cloud formed when Yang's near-lifeless body crashed into the ground nearby. When he was certain the alien creature had departed, the cloaked man finally left his spot in the shadows and approached the fallen warrior. He wasted no time speaking to Yang, as any lack of action in this very moment would cost the young man his life. Instead the cloaked clapped his hands together to produce and loud and surprisingly powerful thud. His fingers twisted and pointed into a symbolic form as a white aura of Ki began to faintly wrap around the cloaked man's body. Then came words, chanted in a soft but powerful tone, nine chants in total.

"Rin... Pyō... Tō..." with each chant and each hand symbol, his aura of Ki glowed just a little brighter. But it also slowly moved, "Sha... Kai... Jin..." the energy of the man's Ki moved down his arms and into his hands, and its hue changed slightly more as it did so, "Retsu... Zai... Zen!" with the last seal and chant, the Ki had gone from white into a silvery blue color. The man placed his glowing hands upon Yang's body, letting them linger over the places where he had been run through by the alien's bone blades. The man's Ki seemed to spread out of his hands and blanket itself over Yang's body, and as it did so the mortal wounds he'd been inflicted with miraculously began to close themselves. The cloaked man was, in fact, healing him!

Yang's eyes shot open, and he gasped in a deep breath of air. He instinctively moved to cover his wounds but discovered that they were no longer present, "I... recovered?"

"Of course you recovered." said the man, who finally reached up and pulled off his hood to reveal himself, "Because I healed you."

Yang widened his eyes, somehow he was both overjoyed and ashamed to see the man before him, "Master!" he cried out, then gave a bow, "How did you know...?"

"I observed the entire encounter. You are quite fortunate, that wound would have killed you had you remained unattended."

"You were watching me? Then why did you not do anything? Together we could have-"

"It would have made no difference." Feng took a deep breath, feeling almost ashamed of himself, "Had I stepped in we both would have died, simple as that."

"Then, then what do we do? How can we stop that monster?" Yang demanded, still believing his Master would surely know of a way.

"We cannot do anything." Feng said, correcting him, "You were no match for that stranger, and I'm simply getting too old to be of any help in battle anymore. But monsters like that have a habit of attracting enemies. If he continues to attack and slaughter, there will be more who will make a stand to defeat him. Our only hope is for the World's greatest warriors to band together to stop him. But I think I need to rest a bit. I was forced to use the Sacred Seals in order to heal you." Feng sat down on the ground with a tired-sounding sigh.

"The Sacred Seals..." Yang clenched a fist. The Sacred Seals was his Master's trump card. They were like a meditative mantra that gave one a far stronger grasp on controlling their own Ki, and even using it to assist or hurt another in the process. But he also knew the Sacred Seals came with a steep price, the technique was incredibly exhausting even for the most seasoned master. Supposedly it would also shave entire years off of one's very life-span should they rely on it too heavily. Yang had attempted to learn this technique before during his training, but so far he was still unable to actually use it.

"Ahem!" Feng cleared his throat rather loudly, "It's alright! We mean you no harm!" someone had been watching them from a distance, and Feng had apparently been aware of them from the beginning.

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU

Name: Yang
Race: Earthling/Human
Ki Color: White
Power Level: 910
Location: Open Field; Ginger Town outskirts.
Tag: @Holy Soldier Open

In the empty fields outside of Ginger Town, a martial artist clad in blue was performing a series of intense Katas. Yang Wuxin, though he traveled from town to town, usually preferred to spend his freetime outside of city limits, where the fields were wide, open, and there was plenty of space for him to train without reservations. This was one of those such days, as he performed multiple katas in a blur of motion colored blue by his chosen garb.

"Haaa!!" Yang raised his voice, his ki reaching its current limit as he focused as much of it as possible into a double palm-thrust. The power of the move, combined with intensity of Yang's Ki, caused the strike to produce a small gust of wind in its wake that made the blades of grass bend in opposite directions. But whatever Yang had planned next was interrupted when a sick feeling suddenly jolted through his body, "What the?" he shot his gaze to the Southeast, in the direction of the West Capitol and Parsley City beyond it. At first it looked like nothing, but then a horrific flash lit up the sky in the distance, producing a huge flash of yellow Ki. It had to be Ki, that was the only thing that could alert Yang's senses so strongly from that distance.

"That Ki... it's so monstrous!" he said to himself, feeling his body tremble as a natural reaction to feeling such raw power. He remembered that the Master had once told him stories of Gods and Demons with the power to wipe out entire cities in such displays. But those were only stories! Myths and legends, how could such a horrific power actually exist? In all this, Yang's own Ki had remained raised. Such a thing had to be stopped! Whatever could cause such horrible destruction was a threat that needed to be dealt with! But could Yang's Ki, so meager in comparison, even hope to measure up to such a force?

Yang swallowed hard, and then forced himself to stop trembling. Fear and panic wouldn't solve anything, instead the wise course of action was steel himself and prepare for whatever monster was waiting within the aftermath of the blast. He floated up several feet, preparing to launch himself into full flight, but then his eyes widened in horror as he spotted a figure high above staring down at him! Before Yang could even process this, the alien stranger materialized in front of him. He looked at Yang, his green skin and strange armor serving as dead giveaways that he was not of this world.

"Hmph." the stranger scoffed, pressing some button on his head that caused a strange visor to appear over his eyes. Alien symbols that Yang had no understanding of appeared on the visor, "So not all the vermin on this planet are pathetic after all." the visor vanished from the alien's face and he made a motion that caused cracking sounds to come from his neck, "Looks like I'm starting with you."

"Just try it!" Yang shouted, trying to show some bravado but inwardly he knew this stranger could crush him easily. That was no excuse to not try, at least. Yang launched himself into an attack, attempting a sweeping kick aimed for the side of the alien's head. But by the time Yang's leg made contact, there was nothing there. Instead the alien seemed to materialize directly to Yang's side before thrusting his knee into Yang's gut. Yang let out a painful grunt but suddenly felt something squeezing his throat.

"What's wrong, vermin?" asked the alien, his lips forming a wicked smile, "Trouble breathing? If you need air just speak up." he leered at the Earthling, knowing full well he'd get no verbal response.

Yang struggled to speak, to breath even. If he didn't do something soon he was a dead man. He grasped the alien's wrist, instinctively trying to wrestle himself free, but then had a desperate. He let go of the alien, then put his hands closer to his own face and with whatever breath he could struggle to get he said, "Taiyoken!"

"Taiyo wha-" but the alien was interrupted by a blinding flash of light coming from his opponent's body, "Argh! What the? I can't see!" he let go of Yang, instinctively clutching his face and trying to rub the blindness out of his eyes, "What the hell did you do to me, you scum?!"

Yang coughed and wheezed to get back his breath. He didn't have long, so he had to make this count. He rushed right to the alien and pointed his finger at his forehead, "Dodonpa!" and a yellow beam of superheated energy was produced from Yang's finger tip right into the alien's face at point blank range. Even with such a higher Ki level, a surprise attack like that would make anyone flinch. The alien lurched backward and finally his vision started coming back to him. But to Yang's horror, the alien revealed that even at point blank range the Dodonpa only put a minor scratch on him, one that immediately began healing itself.

"What? What the hell are you?" Yang asked in surprise, but he never got his answer. Even though he only annoyed at the alien at best, this still seemed enough to make him angry. In an instant the alien struck at Yang again, but this time a razor sharp bone extended from the alien's forearms that stabbed Yang right through the left side of his chest. In shock and even unable to speak, Yang's face remained in a horrified expression before the alien laughed a bit and flung the warrior down to the ground.

"For someone so weak you actually managed to piss me off a bit. You should feel pride, vermin. Not many of my opponents can say that." and with that, the alien disappeared into the distance.

On the ground, Yang lay in a rapidly forming pool of his own blood. He would have died that day, and by all accounts he probably should have. But Yang was nothing if not persistent, and his life hadn't quite left him yet. However, he was struggling to remain conscious, and as that began to wash away, the visage of a cloaked old man appeared in front of him before unconsciousness washed over him.

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU

Yang

Character Information

Character Name

Yang Wuxin (pronounced as Woo-Shin)

Alias

None

Age

25

Race

Earthling; Human

Gender

Male

Occupation

None currently

Height

5' 10''

Weight

160 lbs

Hair Color

Black (shaved head)

Eye Color

Green

Visual Appearance

Written Appearance

Yang generally sticks a with simple blue martial arts gi as seen above. However, he's not above wearing more casual attire if an occasion calls for it. In those cases, though, he tends to keep it to a simple shirt and jeans. Beyond that, there's not much else to tell about his wardrobe. He stands at 5' 10'', a slightly above average height. He weighs a similarly average 160 pounds, at least that's usually the average for one spending his life in rigorous training anyway. He keeps a clean-shaved head, believing that growing his hair long would prove tactically disadvantageous in situations where the wind blows it in front his eyes to block his visibility, or provide opponents something to grab him by if he is not careful.

Personality

Focused and serious-minded, Yang takes his training very seriously and practically scoffs at anyone who doesn't. The martial arts have been one of the only things he's known for most of his life, and so that is the thing he has come to latch onto more than anything else in the world. Of course, this also means he knows little about city life and finds most of it to be frivolous and without meaning, which can and has rubbed many people the wrong way. He's also slow to trust others, but on the flipside his trust is almost always permanent once it's been earned. That also comes with the caveat of his trust being nearly impossible to regain should it be broken or betrayed. In battle Yang is equally as distrusting, often spending the first several moments of any fight purely on the defensive. Most opponents mistake that for fear or hesitation, but they learn soon enough that this so-called hesitation is really just Yang's way of studying his opponent until a suitable weakness can be found and exploited.

Background

An orphan since childhood, Yang knows nothing about his parentage and where or if any of his living kin live. And strangely enough, the young man has never had any desire to go searching for those answers either. He was taken in at an early age by a wandering hermit known only as Master Feng. Feng happened upon the orphan Yang being bullied by bandits, but before the old man stepped in he noticed the young child was quick to go on the attack to defend himself. The child didn't stand a chance, but there wasn't even the slightest hint of fear in the boy. Intrigued, Feng finally stepped in and easily frightened off the bandits with his superior skill. He took the boy home with him and trained him ever since.

Yang trained for years under Feng, learning what was known famously as the Crane School of Martial Arts. After beginning to master the School's style and even its most iconic technique, Feng surprised Yang one day when he told the newly-turned-20 year old student that he had nothing left to teach him. Unfortunately, Feng had focused Yang so much on training that the young man was at a complete loss for what to do. This was indeed the issue that Feng hoped to solve. Perhaps by sending Yang away to experience the world on his own he would learn to love and appreciate other things besides Martial Arts training. Always a loyal student, Yang obeyed his master's wishes and left to travel the world on his own.

Five years have passed, and Yang now travels here and there, always on the lookout for new training or a new rival to test his limits against.

Weapon & Techniques

Weapon

None

Power Level

1,365

PL Tracker

Saga One: 910

Ki Color

White

Techniques

~Zanzouken: More commonly known as the Afterimage technique, the Zanzouken is a phenomenon that occurs when a fighter moves at such speed that they leave behind afterimages of their body in their wake. The images themselves cannot attack, as they are mere images that quickly fade away. Instead the technique is most often used to confuse or misdirect an opponent so that a counterattack can be more efficiently used against them afterwards.

~Taiyouken: Sometimes known as the Fist of the Sun or as the Solar Flare. The user holds their hands next to their eyes and their Ki produces a bright flash of light comparable to looking directly into the sun. It can blind the target and even those around them for several moments, leaving them open for an attack or providing the user an opportunity to escape. The technique can blind an opponent even if they're eyes were closed at the time of the attack, though for a shorter duration. A useful technique, but also easily countered by simply wearing sunglasses.

~Dodonpa: This finger beam attack is the most well known and iconic technique of the Crane School. While most Ki wave techniques rely on raw power and concussive force, the Dodonpa is instead a more concentrated beam of superheated energy. Depending on the user's level of Ki, the beam can pierce through virtually any form of armor or defense, often burning a small hole in the target's body. This efficiency is made even more devastating by the technique being much faster to charge than other more conventional Ki wave techniques. Its speed combined with its small size make for an attack that can be used at overwhelming speeds and with lethal accuracy and precision.

~Kikoho: The user forms a vaguely diamond-shaped "tunnel" with their hands. After gathering enough Ki, a powerful wave fires forward at a downward angle and slams the target with a powerful concussive force. The attack can be repeated multiple times, but with each successive blast draining the user's Ki and even their own life, potentially killing them should they overuse it. Despite the blasts leaving a square hole or crater on the ground, it has often been given the misnomer of Tri-Beam.

~Dokuken: Sometimes called the Venomous Fist, the Dokuken is series of swift strikes that don't appear to actually damage the opponent's body. Instead, the strikes are designed to target pressure points on the body and causing a brief paralysis in the limbs to restrict movement and slow the opponent down for a brief period of time. The more advanced form of this technique is said to not only debilitate an opponent's body but their Ki as well, seemingly crippling their ability to raise their Ki for a short time until they can shrug off the "venom" of the Dokuken strikes.

~Suppression: The ability to lower or raise one's power level. An invaluable strategy for hiding one's presence, though not entirely flawless either. Emotional outbursts have been known to raise one's Ki even unintentionally, so remaining calm and collected is the key to mastering this ability.

Justice League Atlantis

Orgaan

Name: Orgaan

Codename: none

Age: 28

Home: None. Orgaan hails from the Exsules, a nomadic tribe of deep sea raiders.

Powers/Abilities: Orgaan's people possess a number of strengths and flaws as a result of their physiology and upbringing:

• Physique ~ The strength, durability, and stamina of the Exsules is known in many parts of the oceans. They're toughness is particularly well known as they are among the few that are able and willing to brave the deepest and darkest depths of the sea where even other merpeople dare not venture to.
• Warriors ~ The Exsules are a warrior people, trained from birth to fight and survive the harsh mistress of the deep sea. They excel in battle, and their upbringing has given them a lust for strength and battle that is quite infamous. According to some legends, the Exsules are said to grow stronger and wilder the closer they are to death.
• Predator Form ~ A unique sort of transformation that an Exsilium can take if a situation is desperate enough. Their muscles almost double in size, and their already formidable strength is enhanced even further. Their attacks become far more wild and savage, and if left uncheck they can fly into an uncontrolled bloodlust akin to a school of sharks during a feeding frenzy.

Weaknesses: Though formidable warriors and valuable as allies, the Exsules are not without their issues. Their warrior culture combined with their upbringing as raiders makes most of them likened to deep sea pirates. Many of them roam in small packs or raiding parties willing to prey on any that look like worthwhile targets. They are also very proud, most of them refuse aid from any source or insist on fighting all their battles alone. The Predator Form only accentuates the flaws, as an Exsilium in Predator Form loses almost all ability to reason and must usually calm themselves down after some time or be subdued by their own allies before they can become a liability.

Equipment: Orgaan doesn't own any weapons of his own, but he and his kind are generally well-taught in using most any kind of Atlantean weapons, or really any weapons that they obtain for themselves.

Experience: 2 years

Reason For Joining: After being spared by Aquaman despite challenging him to a deathmatch, Orgaan swore a life debt to the King, declaring that such was the only way his pride would let him continue living.

Appearance:

Hider

BRIEF Bio: Orgaan grew up in one of the many Exsules parties. For most of his life, Orgaan followed the ways of his people, raiding along with his kinsmen and constantly training himself against his father, the party's chief. Until one fateful day, the raiding party attacked an Atlantean convoy that happened to be guarded by Aquaman himself. A brash young warrior, Orgaan challenged the former King of Atlantis to a deathmatch without a second thought. The Exsilium was defeated handily, but Aquaman was not one to kill needlessly. He spared the Exsilium, but Orgaan's father decreed that his son was to be considered dead regardless, disowning him on the spot for suffering defeat. With no more family or kinfolk, Orgaan knew of only one way to satisfy his warrior's pride. He swore a life debt to Aquaman, and has fought for the King ever since.

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU [Reboot - Recruiting]

@Holy Soldier Updated Yang's appearance, and made a couple minor tweaks. Aged him up to 25 since the pic I settled looked a little too old to be just 20, and I made a him a few inches taller to better match the new appearance. I also removed the part about the World Tournament from his background and instead he's just traveling place to place to train and seek new opponents.

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU [Reboot - Recruiting]

Yang

Character Information

Character Name

Yang Wuxin (pronounced as Woo-Shin)

Alias

None

Age

25

Race

Earthling; Human

Gender

Male

Occupation

None currently

Height

5' 10''

Weight

160 lbs

Hair Color

Black (shaved head)

Eye Color

Green

Visual Appearance

Written Appearance

Yang generally sticks a with simple blue martial arts gi as seen above. However, he's not above wearing more casual attire if an occasion calls for it. In those cases, though, he tends to keep it to a simple shirt and jeans. Beyond that, there's not much else to tell about his wardrobe. He stands at 5' 10'', a slightly above average height. He weighs a similarly average 160 pounds, at least that's usually the average for one spending his life in rigorous training anyway. He keeps a clean-shaved head, believing that growing his hair long would prove tactically disadvantageous in situations where the wind blows it in front his eyes to block his visibility, or provide opponents something to grab him by if he is not careful.

Personality

Focused and serious-minded, Yang takes his training very seriously and practically scoffs at anyone who doesn't. The martial arts have been one of the only things he's known for most of his life, and so that is the thing he has come to latch onto more than anything else in the world. Of course, this also means he knows little about city life and finds most of it to be frivolous and without meaning, which can and has rubbed many people the wrong way. He's also slow to trust others, but on the flipside his trust is almost always permanent once it's been earned. That also comes with the caveat of his trust being nearly impossible to regain should it be broken or betrayed. In battle Yang is equally as distrusting, often spending the first several moments of any fight purely on the defensive. Most opponents mistake that for fear or hesitation, but they learn soon enough that this so-called hesitation is really just Yang's way of studying his opponent until a suitable weakness can be found and exploited.

Background

An orphan since childhood, Yang knows nothing about his parentage and where or if any of his living kin live. And strangely enough, the young man has never had any desire to go searching for those answers either. He was taken in at an early age by a wandering hermit known only as Master Feng. Feng happened upon the orphan Yang being bullied by bandits, but before the old man stepped in he noticed the young child was quick to go on the attack to defend himself. The child didn't stand a chance, but there wasn't even the slightest hint of fear in the boy. Intrigued, Feng finally stepped in and easily frightened off the bandits with his superior skill. He took the boy home with him and trained him ever since.

Yang trained for years under Feng, learning what was known famously as the Crane School of Martial Arts. After beginning to master the School's style and even its most iconic technique, Feng surprised Yang one day when he told the newly-turned-20 year old student that he had nothing left to teach him. Unfortunately, Feng had focused Yang so much on training that the young man was at a complete loss for what to do. This was indeed the issue that Feng hoped to solve. Perhaps by sending Yang away to experience the world on his own he would learn to love and appreciate other things besides Martial Arts training. Always a loyal student, Yang obeyed his master's wishes and left to travel the world on his own.

Five years have passed, and Yang now travels here and there, always on the lookout for new training or a new rival to test his limits against.

Weapon & Techniques

Weapon

None

Power Level

910

Ki Color

White

Techniques

~Zanzouken: More commonly known as the Afterimage technique, the Zanzouken is a phenomenon that occurs when a fighter moves at such speed that they leave behind afterimages of their body in their wake. The images themselves cannot attack, as they are mere images that quickly fade away. Instead the technique is most often used to confuse or misdirect an opponent so that a counterattack can be more efficiently used against them afterwards.

~Taiyouken: Sometimes known as the Fist of the Sun or as the Solar Flare. The user holds their hands next to their eyes and their Ki produces a bright flash of light comparable to looking directly into the sun. It can blind the target and even those around them for several moments, leaving them open for an attack or providing the user an opportunity to escape. The technique can blind an opponent even if they're eyes were closed at the time of the attack, though for a shorter duration. A useful technique, but also easily countered by simply wearing sunglasses.

~Dodonpa: This finger beam attack is the most well known and iconic technique of the Crane School. While most Ki wave techniques rely on raw power and concussive force, the Dodonpa is instead a more concentrated beam of superheated energy. Depending on the user's level of Ki, the beam can pierce through virtually any form of armor or defense, often burning a small hole in the target's body. This efficiency is made even more devastating by the technique being much faster to charge than other more conventional Ki wave techniques. Its speed combined with its small size make for an attack that can be used at overwhelming speeds and with lethal accuracy and precision.

~Kikoho: The user forms a vaguely diamond-shaped "tunnel" with their hands. After gathering enough Ki, a powerful wave fires forward at a downward angle and slams the target with a powerful concussive force. The attack can be repeated multiple times, but with each successive blast draining the user's Ki and even their own life, potentially killing them should they overuse it. Despite the blasts leaving a square hole or crater on the ground, it has often been given the misnomer of Tri-Beam.

~Dokuken: Sometimes called the Venomous Fist, the Dokuken is series of swift strikes that don't appear to actually damage the opponent's body. Instead, the strikes are designed to target pressure points on the body and causing a brief paralysis in the limbs to restrict movement and slow the opponent down for a brief period of time. The more advanced form of this technique is said to not only debilitate an opponent's body but their Ki as well, seemingly crippling their ability to raise their Ki for a short time until they can shrug off the "venom" of the Dokuken strikes.

@Holy Soldier I'm also planning to update the appearance. The more I looked at those Chiaotzu-esque clothes the less I liked them. xD

Justice League Atlantis iCheck

Well Double, this should be fun. Our characters do nicely reflect each other, both being from sea wandering cultures that change their shape.

@Cyrania

To be fair, the Predator Form is less about changing shape and more about going into a Berserker Rage.

Also, about the Exsules: anyone familiar with Latin probably noticed that their name is merely the Latin word for Exiles, which is apt given the planned backstory I have in mind for the race. Basically it boils down to them being called exiles because they once ruled a kingdom of their own many centuries ago but that kingdom was lost to the ages and these wandering raiding parties are all that's left of the people.

If I can compare them to something, they're kind of like undersea Mongolians or Vikings.

Justice League Atlantis iCheck

@Omega Man

Name: Orgaan

Codename: none

Age: 28

Home: None. Orgaan hails from the Exsules, a nomadic tribe of deep sea raiders.

Powers/Abilities: Orgaan's people possess a number of strengths and flaws as a result of their physiology and upbringing:

• Physique ~ The strength, durability, and stamina of the Exsules is known in many parts of the oceans. They're toughness is particularly well known as they are among the few that are able and willing to brave the deepest and darkest depths of the sea where even other merpeople dare not venture to.
• Warriors ~ The Exsules are a warrior people, trained from birth to fight and survive the harsh mistress of the deep sea. They excel in battle, and their upbringing has given them a lust for strength and battle that is quite infamous. According to some legends, the Exsules are said to grow stronger and wilder the closer they are to death.
• Predator Form ~ A unique sort of transformation that an Exsilium can take if a situation is desperate enough. Their muscles almost double in size, and their already formidable strength is enhanced even further. Their attacks become far more wild and savage, and if left uncheck they can fly into an uncontrolled bloodlust akin to a school of sharks during a feeding frenzy.

Weaknesses: Though formidable warriors and valuable as allies, the Exsules are not without their issues. Their warrior culture combined with their upbringing as raiders makes most of them likened to deep sea pirates. Many of them roam in small packs or raiding parties willing to prey on any that look like worthwhile targets. They are also very proud, most of them refuse aid from any source or insist on fighting all their battles alone. The Predator Form only accentuates the flaws, as an Exsilium in Predator Form loses almost all ability to reason and must usually calm themselves down after some time or be subdued by their own allies before they can become a liability.

Equipment: Orgaan doesn't own any weapons of his own, but he and his kind are generally well-taught in using most any kind of Atlantean weapons, or really any weapons that they obtain for themselves.

Experience: 2 years

Reason For Joining: After being spared by Aquaman despite challenging him to a deathmatch, Orgaan swore a life debt to the King, declaring that such was the only way his pride would let him continue living.

Appearance:

Hider

BRIEF Bio: Orgaan grew up in one of the many Exsules parties. For most of his life, Orgaan followed the ways of his people, raiding along with his kinsmen and constantly training himself against his father, the party's chief. Until one fateful day, the raiding party attacked an Atlantean convoy that happened to be guarded by Aquaman himself. A brash young warrior, Orgaan challenged the former King of Atlantis to a deathmatch without a second thought. The Exsilium was defeated handily, but Aquaman was not one to kill needlessly. He spared the Exsilium, but Orgaan's father decreed that his son was to be considered dead regardless, disowning him on the spot for suffering defeat. With no more family or kinfolk, Orgaan knew of only one way to satisfy his warrior's pride. He swore a life debt to Aquaman, and has fought for the King ever since.

Notes: