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Name: Alexandros Varkarion

Known Aliases: Prometheus

Identity Status: Public

Race: Half-Alien, Half-Human

Nationality: Father was Titanicus, Mother was Greek-American

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Abilities: Becomes more powerful when in sunlight, Super strength (Up to 85 tons), Can fire energy bolts referred to as Starbolts from his hands and feet, Can be propelled by Starbolts to enter a state of flight (Fastest recorded speed is mach 1), Extremely durable to the point of only receiving light bruising from a direct hit of a bunker buster missile.

Background:
Alexandros was the son of the king of Titanica, Xus. According to Alexandros, King Xus enjoyed vacationing on planets that housed other forms of life, often mating with the dominant species. When one human woman he spent the night with became pregnant, Xus would leave Earth and return to Titanica, only leaving behind a message of who the Titanicus are and basic knowledge on his alien heritage.

From then on, Alexandros was raised by his single mother in Seattle, Washington, hiding his powers and father's true identity until he became an adult. At 21, the man moved out of his mother's home to Los Angeles, California where he would become forced to intervene in a hostage situation during a bank robbery where a nearby mother and child were in danger. The praise and recognition the people showed him convinced him to continue being a hero, claiming the entire state of California to be under his protection.

For the past five years, Alexandros has shown admirable effort in keeping his territory protected from major threats and has even occasionally helped in crises outside the West coast. It is likely that he plans on putting the entire Earth under his protection once he feels he has gained enough experience. While his past actions are appreciated, steps should be taken in finding further weaknesses in case at any point his mission should clash with those of the US government's interests.

Psychological Analysis:
Alexandros seems to be very adaptable, looking to solve any problem put in front of him, regardless of whether the solution be to use force or his words. He knows he's powerful, but shows remarkable restraint in flaunting or bragging about it, always using just the right amount of strength that is needed.

No mental illnesses can be found, though he does seem to show a significant amount of disdain for his father. However, it might still be in the best interest of the BMHA to keep constant surveillance. A common criticism against the man is that he appears almost too kind to the point that many agents with personal experience with the man find him suspiciously nice.

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No, this was not the first time that Tristan had ever seen a kidnapping. Perhaps most people could not claim to have experience in such matters, but living countless lifetimes in a diverse set of bodies made it difficult for one to ever not live through a rare occurrence like this at least once. Despite this though, the hero stood flabbergasted, yes flabbergasted, that anyone would have the audacity to try and kidnap his newly acquired companion right in front of him.

For a decisecond that is. Long enough for him to blink his eyes once, take in the situation, and quickly evaluate the best course of action before he jumped into action. "Nimoa, keep that parasol above your head! I'm on my way!" he shouted as the vampiric young girl was dragged away. Racing after her at faster than normal human speeds, he would watch as the horse continued to put distance between him and the kidnapping victim, though catching up on his own two feet was not his intention.

Upon reaching the town gates, Tristan unsheated his sword and brought it down on the restraints that kept a horse tied to an incoming wagon. "What do you think you're doing?" the driver called out, shocked that anyone would be stupid enough to steal a horse not only in front of its owner, but in front of the town guard as well.

"Hero business. I need her now much more than you do," Tristan said, climbing into the saddle and giving chase. He was sure that Nimoa would scold him for doing something so unheroic as stealing, but he was confident he could use the excuse that he was borrowing the horse to quell her ire. For now, he was more concerned in making sure that she would have the opportunity to be mad at him.

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Bio	Show When asked what his favorite game was, James would always answer Elder Tale with no hesitation. Ever since he could type on a keyboard, the young boy spent hours grinding for experience and gold, with many of his closest friends and relationships being formed while exploring the game's countless dungeons. The first and only guild he ever joined was The Condemned 105th Mercenary Company, a small group of about ten people that a jarhead friend of his created because the name sounded cool. Outside of the game, James would describe his life as boring and uninteresting. He had a job, was attending college, had friends and family, but he always felt like something was missing in his life. He tried out different hobbies, attempted the horrors of dating, but nothing seemed to give him the kind of excitement he longed for and every day felt like a struggle as he did his best to keep up the facade of contentment. The only place of enjoyment he ever found was his almost unhealthy fixation with Elder Tale, a game he would play more of if not for the distractions of everyday life. When the Catastrophe came and the players were trapped inside of the famous MMO, James, who always preferred going by his username Convel than his real name, was the only one of his friends online, the rest of them having gotten bored and moved onto other games over the years. Unable to really enjoy the new expansion without a group of other players to support, especially with the thought that he might not ever see his family again, the only people he ever bothered spending time with outside of the game, the young man has been hopping from adventuring party to adventuring party for the past two weeks in the hopes of finding a new group to play with.

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Convel McConnor

Age	23
Gender	Male
Race	Wolf Fang
Tale	Show A rock. A shoulder to cry on. A person to go to for help when everything seems overwhelming. James didn't have these. There were plenty of people he could have gone to, but he didn't have a close enough connection with any of them to feel that he was anything more than a burden. But being here, in this world, he no longer feels he needs anyone to act as his anchor. He knows what that feeling is like though. To feel so desperately alone against a cruel world. So that's what he strives to be. To be every man, woman, and child's anchor. His life up until now has strengthened him and he's ready to carry the burdens of the world.

Classes and Abilities

Main Class: Guardian Lv90

Anchor Howl	Info Establish yourself as a threat to the enemy by raising a loud cry, a powerful Guardian provocation skill that instantaneously raises your own Hate. Since you are taking the brunt of the enemy's attacks, you gain a DEF boost for a short while.
Cross Slash	Info Pooling your power into your brandished weapon, strike twice in a shape of an X.
Taunting Blow	Info Increase Hate towards yourself while attacking by using large gestures.
Shield Smash	Info Simply beat someone up with your equipped Shield. The damage dealt is not very high, but it has many effects such as disrupting troublesome attacks or the casting of magic spells, and daunting enemies.
Shield Swing	Info Wielding a Shield, rush into an enemy and deal a heavy blow to an opponent. This skill consumes slightly more MP, but has a wider range of effect; if correctly positioned, the user can hit multiple enemies. The damage output of this skill depends on the Shield's Defense stat.
Castle of Stone	Info Become the pinnacle of defense, an immobile fortress of stone that can take all damage for a short duration. It is one of the strongest defense skills, exclusive to Guardians. When this skill is in effect, the user's body looks like it is made of marble.
Covering	Info Before enemies can get too close, stand in their way to defend another member of your team and take the damage for them, another signature skill of the Guardian class. Because you have to be in position before activating the skill, the party's formation is important.
Iron Bounce	Info Take the opponent's attack on a strong part of your equipment, reducing the damage. There is a chance that this skill will automatically activate when you are hit. As the proficiency level of this skill increases, the amount of damage taken is further reduced, and the chance of the skill activating automatically increases.
Steady Bulwark	Info Ready your shield in a defensive pose to reduce damage. A dome-shaped light encases your allies within a certain range, applying the damage reduction effect to them as well. The higher the Defense of your shield, the greater the effect of this skill.
Vicarious Shield	Info Prevent a fatal blow at the expense of your shield. The moment your HP drops to 0, a portion of your HP will be instantly restored.
Heavy Armor Stance	Info Stick close to an opponent, preventing them from moving away from you. However, you have to be careful of pushback skills that could disrupt this stance. When this skill is in effect, there is a dull chain between you and your target.
Resilience	Info Showing the durability of a Guardian's strong body, recover HP during battle as if you were resting. HP is gradually recovered, but not at the rate of a Druid's heal-over-time spells.
Taunting Shout	Info Basic provocation skill that targets one opponent and directs the attention towards you. With this, your allies can attack without worry of becoming targeted. When this skill is used, there is an air wave effect around you as you raise a loud cry.
Step Over	Info If there is a trap, you can break it by force and take damage in return. If it is successful, the trap will then be disabled for a period of time, and your allies can pass through safely.

Active Subclass: Berserker Lv90

Lunatic Armor	Info Doubles both damage dealt and damage taken.
Enraged	Info With every point of damage taken, an equal amount of points are added to a meter that, upon reaching full, unleashes a devastating attack for massive damage. However, for every second that no damage is received, the meter decreases by several points.

Roleplay Subclass: Avenger Lv51

You Are My Friend	Info Select another Player on your friend list as "one to avenge." If that Player receives damage or is inflicted with an abnormal status, you do increased damage to the one who did it. If that Player dies, an even more significant boost is added until you or the target are dead.

Passive Subclass: Border Patrol Lv87

Hold the Line	Info Opponents must get past you if they have any hope of getting to your party. That's much easier said than done when both health and attack receive a boost. This comes with the detriments of being unable to use any other passive skills as well as the loss of ability to retreat. You must turn your back on an opponent if you wish to gain distance.
Martyrdom	Info A temporary boost to attack and defense, the amount depending on the number of enemies and allies near you. One enemy equals an increase of one in both categories, while one ally is a decrease of five. It does not decrease past your base attack and defense.

Equipment

Current Equipment Bonuses

Conchobar's Bastard Sword

Rarity	Info Artifact
Classification	Info Weapon
Durability	Info Indestructible
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info A mighty blade capable of being used either as a one handed weapon or two handed. Convel acquired it with his friends after farming the same dungeon for weeks upon weeks, having defeated the boss so many times that he still remembers their moveset to this day.

Unyielding Aegis

Rarity	Info Artifact
Classification	Info Shield
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info The only other Artifact-class equipment Convel owns, he ended up saving up and buying it at the auction house instead of farming for it as his quest to receive his sword still gives him nightmares.

Convel's Nerdy Ass Helmet

Rarity	Info Production
Classification	Info Helmet
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info Crafted by Convel's blacksmith friend, Barry the Shit Slinger. Description reads: Makes the wearer's dick look tiny in comparison to the stupid fucking unicorn horn on his head. Convel never cared enough to change the name or its description.

Convel's Shitty Ass Chestpiece

Rarity	Info Production
Classification	Info Chest Armor
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info Crafted by Convel's blacksmith friend, Barry the Shit Slinger. Description reads: Inflates the wearer's ego by making everyone think he works out, but really he's a weak ass bitch. Convel never cared enough to change the name or its description.

Convel's Pansy Ass Bracers

Rarity	Info Production
Classification	Info Gauntlets
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info Crafted by Convel's blacksmith friend, Barry the Shit Slinger. Description reads: Protect's the wearer's hands so they don't accidentally break their nails while hiding behind their pussy shield. Convel never cared enough to change the name or its description.

Convel's Crappy Ass Greaves

Rarity	Info Production
Classification	Info Leg Armor
Durability	Info High
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info Crafted by Convel's blacksmith friend, Barry the Shit Slinger. Description reads: Keep's the wearer's toes safe from being stubbed on all of corners they seems incapable of fucking avoiding. Convel never cared enough to change the name or its description.

Wolf Howl

Rarity	Info Normal
Classification	Info Item
Durability	Info N/A
Factors	Info FACTORS
Details	Info A whistle that allows Convel to summon his mount, a giant gray wolf.

Menagerie Parade, A Fantasy World of Long Titles and Dumb Plots and Exclamatory Questions!? [Private]

Already, Tristan was beginning to have second thoughts. Vampires were dangerous creatures, capable of spreading death and destruction where ever one went, let alone an army. He had defeated enough Vampire Lords and would-be undead conquerors to know that giving them free reign on this world's surface could cause an untold number of problems for this world's inhabitants without the checks and balances already set in place. Still, he had already given his word that he would help, and pulling out now would only make him look as foolish to these two as he knew he was. He hoped that the existence of girls like Nimoa meant that the majority of her kind would be more like this rather than the Nosferatu and Dracula-kind. With his luck though, he was sure that wasn't the case.

"You can all me Tristan." It's the only thing I seem to remember clearly at this point. "Now, why don't we try looking for a cartographer or such somewhere in town for a more updated map. Going into some place dangerous with outdated information is likely to get us ki- in a lot of trouble." Even if she was a vampire, the hero thought it best to avoid putting such morbid thoughts as death into her head. He'd gotten away with mentioning death a few moments before, but he had enough experience with kids to know that reminding them that life on Earth was limited and one day they all would find themselves breathing their last was bound to cause more tears. Except him of course. He was going to outlive them all, much to his chagrin.

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As the small vampire girl began to break into tears, Tristan couldn't help but scowl at the sound, even replying to it with an irritated low growl. He hated hearing children cry. Who didn't? Just watching her wail before him made the hero want to walk away as far as he could from Nimoa and find a much quieter place to wait for his companions' return.

However, despite the countless years transforming the hero into a jaded asshole, there was a reason that fate had chosen him of all people to be said hero. Despite the hardships and cruelty he had faced, he still did the right thing when destiny called upon him. "Alright 32, let's hear this new plan of yours. Maybe I can help with this one. Especially if it involves punching a bad guy or fetching some magical artifact. I've gotten quite good at those." Even if I've gotten tired of them showing up so often.

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In another life, at another time, the small vampire girl would have melted Tristan's cold heart. Her adorable demeanor, the naive request for help, the cute way she seemed so shy about asking for his help. Even the the almost funny way she seemed to completely disregard her own self-preservation by standing under the burning sun as she waited for his response. In fact, he recalled in some previous lives having his own children that acted as so.

That was just it though. Like everything else, he'd seen it all before.

Looking over to the demon woman that seemed to be little Nimoa's friend, he lifted up his hand to point to the parasol that the child-like vampire had left behind. Valkira, after all, was still standing next to the rubble that had been a fountain where the umbrella had been left, so it would be more convenient if she brought it over. In the mean time, he would get down on his knees, bringing him at just about eye level with the girl.

Placing a hand on the girl's shoulder to pat out the embers that were transforming into burning flesh, he would begin his disappointing speech. "Listen 32, I know firsthand that the Sun can be detrimental to you and your race, but I've got bad news for you. You see, while standing too long out in it's direct light might kill you over time as it's doing right now," Tristan said, watching as her other shoulder began to ignite as well and switching to patting that fire out before it grew further. "The opposite is true for other species like myself. If the Sun goes out, over time it will have negative effects on the world. Things like plants and trees will die out, species will go extinct. A really bad time for most people involved. Not to mention that the Sun is larger than this world, only appearing small because it's so far away, so there would be no possible way to put the thing out without some serious magic."

When Valkira arrived with the parasol, Tristan would take it and hold it above the girl's head to help prevent further damage from the Sun. "It may suck to hear it, but it's best that you give up on your dreams. Think smaller so you can achieve something more possible and avoid living with years of regret over wasted effort," he finished, blunt and to the point.

Menagerie Parade, A Fantasy World of Long Titles and Dumb Plots and Exclamatory Questions!? [Private]

As Tristan looked upon the destruction wrought upon the town's courtyard by (the falsely assumed) C-3, the young man couldn't help but release a heavy sigh. That was now two innocent villages that had been damaged by his rash party members and he was already predicting that they were far from the last. Had he really found his adventuring party in this world or was he actually helping the baddies? Perhaps it was Charlotte he needed to defeat so he could move on to the next world. Looking back upon how their journey had progressed so far actually, that theory was beginning to gain weight. Before it could be given any further serious thought though, the stench of death suddenly wafted toward him.

Those who lacked the life experiences he had accumulated over the years, may have been mistaken that death held only one stench. That being the all too common smell of decay and filth that one might find on a battlefield or in a plague-ridden hospice. However, each of the various undead among worlds carried their own unique smells. Zombies and such tended to be the most disgusting, causing the weak of stomach to commonly lose their lunch when a horde was close. Poltergeists tended to leave behind that strange, green goop in frequent hauntings, which smelled like eggs that had gone bad. Vampires though? Their smell usually reminded Tristan of embalming fluid and blood.

Before he could begin to track down the undead monster in their midst, she would make herself known by turning to look at him with a motion that reminded the hero of an own twisting its head around. This, followed by the fang-filled smile she showed him, would not put Tristan's nerves at ease. His hand would begin to move toward the sword that sat within the scabbard at his hip until he picked up what she said to her newfound friend. Help? What could she possibly need my help for? Relaxing his stance but still keeping a hand ready at his side, the hero approached the two girls at the destroyed fountain.

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Tristan let out a short, sarcastic laugh at Charlotte's question before actually giving an answer to her casual question. Though it probably wasn't what she would have enjoyed hearing, further enforcing her image of him as a "big meanie." "Fun? It might have been the first handful of times, but after more than... I don't know. Ten thousand? A hundred thousand? We'll just say a million times saving the world, it's gotten bland and generic. I can't see how your world will shock me at this point." With that, he'd take another bite out of the chimera leg that he held in front of his face like an over-sized drumstick.

With their meal complete, Tristan would relax upon the cave rocks, not caring much about the continued absence of their still missing companion. Whenever the worried Charlotte would vocalize her concern though, he'd shoot her a glare as the demon kept the hero from napping. "I'm sure she's fine. Probably blowing up a hill somewhere in order to find some flint and steel to munch on."

Not long after he stated his disinterest though, Charlotte would suddenly become aware of C-3's dire situation, rushing off and leaving the hero behind in the dust. "God, I hate random encounters. Just get the main plot done with and stop distracting us with bull," he said with a sigh before pushing himself up from the hard rock face. "Wait Charlotte! Don't just rush into any fights! You'll get us blown up again!" he called out, carrying his sword and shield with him.

Menagerie Parade, A Fantasy World of Long Titles and Dumb Plots and Exclamatory Questions!? [Private]

This looks awfully gay. Like not in a homophobic way, but in the 'this looks like something straight out of a yuri hentai' way. Hell, I'm pretty sure I recall being in this exact situation a dozen times at least. As both the person walking in and the person being walked in on. Trying to forget some of the more embarrassing moments of his myriad of previous lives, Tristan would take his mind off things by ignoring the totally subtle and not at all overt lesbian undertones happening a mere handful of feet away from him and instead work on cleaning himself of all of the chimera's blood.

Scrounging through the bag of items that he had spawned into this world with, he attempted to find something to wash himself with. When he found a large sponge at the bottom of the bad, he looked neither surprised nor ecstatic over his discovery. It wasn't rare for things work out for him like this, but it didn't mean he liked it. In fact, living a life without any small inconveniences like this made it quite boring. The only problem that ever existed seemed to be those that somehow tied back to whatever big bad evil guy he needed to defeat this time.

With a sigh, he rose back up to his feet and exited the cave again, letting out another sigh when he saw the small stream that flowed a stone's throw away from him. Again, no problems other than those caused by the devil king, either directly or indirectly. His two companions would most likely be just about finished cooking today's meal when he got back, unless some other complication came up between them.