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☣ F A L L O U T : Genesis [High-Casual] ☣

Domoarigato Mr.roboto

☣ F A L L O U T : Genesis [High-Casual] ☣

Legs the Robot

Legs The Robot

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NAME
Legs, Formerly Known as Sargent Bayonet
AGE
Depends (Parts have been replaced so often any real age is inaccurate)
GENDER
N/A
SPECIES
Mister Gutsy base
HOMETOWN
Northern Province, Shreveport
FACTION
N/A

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Everybody who’s anybody knows what a Mr.Gutsy looks like; three eye stocks connected to a central, spherical base accompanied by three arms and a thruster for low-level hovering. Legs is a Mr.Gutsy in the loosest sense of the word. His two eye stocks (his right most one is missing) are separate in make and design with one being more classic in design with a spherical lense/eye coupled with a lightly armoured stock, while the other is more industrial in design with the eye looking more akin to a security camera (a box with a camera lens on it) and a stronger, more armoured stock.His central frame is pretty standard as it looks pretty close to his original chrome and spherical shell though there is obvious signs of structural reinforcement and the addition of a brow backpack attached to the back.

By far Legs’ most defining feature is his titular legs. Unlike most of his kind, Legs lacks a thruster and any of his arms with only a set of frankensteined Assultron legs below his head. The legs are a lot more weathered than the rest of the body as they’ve seen the most modification and are bashed against things more often than the other parts. There’s spikes protruding from the shins and the tip of the feet are sharpened to a point.

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TYPE ENFP-A
SPECTATOR'S REACTION
Legs loves to talk but he’ll keep his responses short and sweet unless he’s explaining something of the Occult in which case he’ll go overboard with detail. When it comes to dangerous situations, Legs will try to talk his way out of a scuffle before being forced into combat of which he adores. He sees fighting as a guilty pleasure; not something that he should like but he does all the same. His laid back and cheery attitude will snap to swearing and stressed if anybody gets too close to him without his express permission.

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TRAIT
Wild Swampland

You’ve somehow managed to summon the weird around you. Things will get odd quicker than they get normal.

SKILLS
Combat Skill
Unarmed

A combination of martial arts, boxing and other hand-to-hand martial arts. Combat with your hands and feet.

Passive Skill(s)

Speech

The ability to communicate in a practical and efficient manner. The skill of convincing others that your position is correct. The ability to lie and not get caught.

PERK
Put Your Perk Here

STRENGTHS

• Etiquette: Being around the high-class of the Louisiana wasteland for the better part of twenty years, Legs has picked up on how to be courteous to others. That being said, most things that leave his speaker during his stints of pleasantries are lies.
• Knowledge of the Occult: Legs has seen things that he can’t quite explain nor would he like to. He’s taken to learning as much as he can about the supernatural aspects of the world in an effort to figure out just what they are and possibly put a stop to them.
• Lucky: Somebody somewhere must like Legs. Despite some unfortunate run-ins and close shaves, Sargent Bayonet has managed to stay alive and kicking through impossible odds it would seem and the bucket of rust is just fine with his string of good luck.

WEAKNESSES

• Nearsighted: Legs’ optics aren’t as good as they once were. They’ve been scrapped, put back together and replaced so much that Legs’ programming can’t keep them working at an optimal level anymore. As such he can suffer brief to not-so-brief outages in one or all of his eyes leaving him blind.
• Arms: Though the robot has more than made do, Legs doesn’t possess arms. He’s gotten around this handicap by manipulating objects with his eye stocks and titular legs but its pretty hard to pull a trigger without fingers.
• Touch: Legs doesn’t like to be touched under any circumstances. Even with repairs he’ll only let somebody operate on him if he’s in a dire circumstance or just offline.

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WEAPONS
Ball and Chain: Ball and Chain is what Legs’ calls his legs. He’s had spikes mounted onto the shins and the tips of his feet sharpened to a point.
ARMOR
Reinforced Duraframe: It may be a little less sleek than his original frame but Legs’ newest bodywork is tougher than his mass-produced older shell. It also comes with the added bonus of a backpack.
CHEMICALS

• 3x Hallucinogenic herbs

MISCELLANEOUS
Buzzsaw: A Buzzsaw attachment for a standard Mr.Gutsy Model.

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Clank, clank, clank, clank,

The rhythmic sound of Legs’ feet hitting the disused and cracked asphalt was the drowned out by the loud yelling and shouting of merchants who had set up shop in the street to sell their goods to travellers or vendors. It had been decades since Legs had last been home and he had missed all the buildings that he had come to recognize and know in his years of service there. His eyes swivel this way and that, taking in how the area had changed from so long ago but as he waltzed up to his old home; Fort Polk. The old Army Base was rundown to say the least which saddened the machine’s metaphorical heart but seeing that the place was still mostly intact was enough keep his spirits high.

He roamed the halls looking to see if there was any of the old weapons surplus left around though he doubted there would be as the base sat in a decently populated area. To no-one’s surprise no weapons were left in the building but Legs found something even better than any assault rifle or explosive stockpile. Laying on the ground, right where it had been blown off, was the buzzsaw arm attachment of Sargent Bayonet.

“Ha ha! It’s still here! Guess it’s my lucky day!” Legs said as he crouched down.

“What the he-?” came a voice behind Legs which prompted him to straighten up and turn to see a person decked out in some makeshift armour with an insignia of a shooting star on it.

“Hey! There’s some robot snooping’ around in here!” the man called out as some other similarly dressed gang members rushed to their friend’s side. “Who sent you? This is Stars ’n’ Stripes turf.” one of the newcomers exclaimed as she raised a shotgun up to eye level of Legs.

“Mr.STARS AND STRIPES sent me to procure some items for him.” Legs replied, making his voice sound somewhat garmbled.

“Who’s Mr.Stars an-“

“It’s probably Mr.Jack, this thing’s just on the fritz I’ll bet. I’ll tell Joey when we get back to the fort.” One ganger said to the other as they both nodded in agreement. Legs proceeded to crouch down and pretend to make body motions as if he were trying to pickup the saw with phantom limbs as the gang members chuckled at the scene. Eventually one of the gangers walked over and helped the robot get the small saw into it’s backpack.

Immediately Legs marched out of the building, souvenir in tow, feeling borderline murderous after coming into such close contact with the ganger. He hoped that nothing like this would happen during his job with the governor but he doubted he would be that lucky.

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Fly Me to the Moon

☣ F A L L O U T : Genesis [High-Casual] ☣

I'm down to do this, it looks rad

Marvel: Ultimate War

The Immoral Iron Fist

-Name-
Daniel ‘Danny' Rand

-Alias-
The Iron Fist

-Faction-
Independent

-Race-
All Human

-Age-
24

-Powers-
Danny has no powers of his own but he has trained to become more than adept in Martial arts and something of whiz when it come to the holding of energy and robotics. Aside from being a master of many separate martial arts such as boxing or Jujutsu

Iron Fist suit

Danny’s costume is made of normal cloth for the most part but the cream-of-the-crop is the teched out gauntlets and belt. The belt is capable of generating a forcefield around Danny that can protect him from all types of damage to a certain degree. When in a pinch, Danny can channel the energy of the forcefield through his gauntlets and release it as a powerful short range blast. Releasing the energy will short out Danny’s field for a good five minutes which is an eternity in the heat of a fight.

-Personality-
Debauchery used to be the most common aspect of Danny Rand’s wild life of partying and martial arts. Now he’s much less so as he no longer has the money to afford such a lifestyle. Danny doesn’t take life too seriously except when talking about getting cut off from his family’s funds which is a sore spot for Danny.

-Appearance-
Danny stands at 5’8” and has an overall handsome appearance. He’s decently skinny but packs a lot muscle into whatever bulk he does have. He has light-brown hair that’s usually kept short and a pair of brown eyes. He’s been thinking about getting a dragon-tattoo and often times will draw a mock up on himself somewhere in order to see how he’d like having said tattoo.

-Bio-
Danny Rand’s story is one full of achievements, thrills and good times. However this isn’t the interesting parts of Danny’s life, his life only truly became extra-ordinary when he began developing his pet project. Having learned from some of the greatest minds money can hire, Danny was taught leagues about the amazing world of theoretical physics and robotics among other things. With this knowledge and an ever growing yearning to find something new to scratch that thrill seeking itch, Danny began to work on a device that would give him superhuman abilities so he could try out the hero business himself.

Using a tailor made costume and his own advanced technology, Danny began spending his nights patrolling the streets of New York in search of crime to foil. After three days of constantly getting the life beaten out of him, Danny decided to hire a professional to help him learn the ropes.

That’s how Danny Rand met Luke Cage.

Danny heard about quite a few jobs that Cage had done successfully and figured Luke was just the man to help get his career get off the ground. The two fought crime side by side for a few months as they grew to become friends. This friendship would end up putting a major divide between Danny and his father when, after a late night at the bar, Danny and Luke vandalized Mr.Rand’s home which lead to Danny getting cut off from the family fortune. Having had a good time working with Danny, Luke allowed to the now broke hero to join him in the mercenary business as they worked well as a team.

Now Danny and Luke work to keep food in their stomachs and continue living in their tiny apartment.

-Supporting Characters-
Wendell Rand: Danny’s father, cut him off from family fortune after one to many pranks.
Luke Cage: Danny’s partner in crime-fighting and best friend.

-Notes-

Power Grid (1 being below average, 7 being the best possible):
INTELLIGENCE-5
STRENGTH-3 (4 with suit)
SPEED-2
DURABILITY-2 (4 with suit)
ENERGY-3
FIGHTING-6

Marvel: Ultimate War

@Grec Finished up my CS! When do you think we're going to get started?

Marvel: Ultimate War

The Immoral Iron Fist

-Name-
Daniel ‘Danny' Rand

-Alias-
The Iron Fist

-Faction-
Independent

-Race-
All Human

-Age-
24

-Powers-
Danny has no powers of his own but he has trained to become more than adept in Martial arts and something of whiz when it come to the holding of energy and robotics. Aside from being a master of many separate martial arts such as boxing or Jujutsu

Iron Fist suit

Danny’s costume is made of normal cloth for the most part but the cream-of-the-crop is the teched out gauntlets and belt. The belt is capable of generating a forcefield around Danny that can protect him from all types of damage to a certain degree. When in a pinch, Danny can channel the energy of the forcefield through his gauntlets and release it as a powerful short range blast. Releasing the energy will short out Danny’s field for a good five minutes which is an eternity in the heat of a fight.

-Personality-
Debauchery used to be the most common aspect of Danny Rand’s wild life of partying and martial arts. Now he’s much less so as he no longer has the money to afford such a lifestyle. Danny doesn’t take life too seriously except when talking about getting cut off from his family’s funds which is a sore spot for Danny.

-Appearance-
Danny stands at 5’8” and has an overall handsome appearance. He’s decently skinny but packs a lot muscle into whatever bulk he does have. He has light-brown hair that’s usually kept short and a pair of brown eyes. He’s been thinking about getting a dragon-tattoo and often times will draw a mock up on himself somewhere in order to see how he’d like having said tattoo.

-Bio-
Danny Rand’s story is one full of achievements, thrills and good times. However this isn’t the interesting parts of Danny’s life, his life only truly became extra-ordinary when he began developing his pet project. Having learned from some of the greatest minds money can hire, Danny was taught leagues about the amazing world of theoretical physics and robotics among other things. With this knowledge and an ever growing yearning to find something new to scratch that thrill seeking itch, Danny began to work on a device that would give him superhuman abilities so he could try out the hero business himself.

Using a tailor made costume and his own advanced technology, Danny began spending his nights patrolling the streets of New York in search of crime to foil. After three days of constantly getting the life beaten out of him, Danny decided to hire a professional to help him learn the ropes.

That’s how Danny Rand met Luke Cage.

Danny heard about quite a few jobs that Cage had done successfully and figured Luke was just the man to help get his career get off the ground. The two fought crime side by side for a few months as they grew to become friends. This friendship would end up putting a major divide between Danny and his father when, after a late night at the bar, Danny and Luke vandalized Mr.Rand’s home which lead to Danny getting cut off from the family fortune. Having had a good time working with Danny, Luke allowed to the now broke hero to join him in the mercenary business as they worked well as a team.

Now Danny and Luke work to keep food in their stomachs and continue living in their tiny apartment.

-Supporting Characters-
Wendell Rand: Danny’s father, cut him off from family fortune after one to many pranks.
Luke Cage: Danny’s partner in crime-fighting and best friend.

-Notes-

Power Grid (1 being below average, 7 being the best possible):
INTELLIGENCE-5
STRENGTH-3 (4 with suit)
SPEED-2
DURABILITY-2 (4 with suit)
ENERGY-3
FIGHTING-6

Marvel: Ultimate War

Workin on a CS, hopefully I'll have it up soonish

Dragon Ball: Galactic Survival

Omalatte, Tsar of the Machines

Tsar Omalatte

”I’m not going to pretend to understand what just happened."

_NAME

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Omalatte

_AGE

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22

_GENDER

---

Male

_APPEARANCE

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He often wears a baggy crimson shawl and loose white pants over his Y-Harness to allow for optimal maneuverability. The Y-Harness has large metal bands around the shins and forearms of it’s wearer along with a ‘Y’ shaped symbol that fixates the harness to the torso.

_RACE/ORIGIN

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Beddar
The Beddars were genetically engineered and based on a race called the Peanceeks. The Peanceeks originally used the Beddars for manual labour but eventually the once powerful race got lazy and eventually all jobs were fazed out by the Beddar. The situation came to a boiling point when Cooler’s army attacked the planet. With a swift blow, Cooler’s forces seemingly wiped out all of the Peanceeks along with a great deal of Beddars. Some Beddar managed to flee their home planet but most were separated and as such the species has settled all over the universe, enjoying their newfound freedom.

_{Power Level}

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2,800

_PSYCHOLOGY

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Omalatte has a fond look on combat. He enjoys proving himself against the odds but he mostly fights out of necessity rather than pure joy. He will gladly spar with anyone willing to fight with him but not many who come to fight him are doing so to just have a good time. His ego is decently large as he believes that he has a great mix of skill and power but he knows fully well that he isn’t the best there is and that there’s always room for improvement. He rarely spends anytime actually having fun or doing anything but fixing his family, eating, sleeping and training. That being said, Omalatte has a pretty laid back demeanour and will laugh maniacally when ever he does something especially amazing.

_HISTORY

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Omalatte was jettisoned from his home planet shorty after his birth due to the forces of Cooler tearing it apart. The young infant traveled through space for no more than a few months, surviving in suspended animation, until his ship crash-landed in the wilds of Balsora. His pod was left untouched by much of the wildlife due to it’s sudden appearance scaring off most animals but what it did not scare off was the mechanical scavengers of the forest.

A group of beaten and broken machines closed in on the capsule and took the baby and ship back to their home located in a long abandoned bunker. The robots had all come together for one reason or another and lived in relative peace with one another in their own mechanical society. Of course they often needed to be repaired and sometime rebuilt when they got damaged but after using up all the resources in their home they began stealing the pieces they needed from traveler or settlements nearby though their success rate was abysmal due to their broken down nature. They initially took Omalatte’s ship so that they could repair themselves and did consider what to do with the young alien. The automatons ignored the baby for the most part but after the constant crying they began to bring him food and take care of him. Eventually they warmed up to the infant and began teaching and properly raising him.

It quickly became apparent that Omalatte had the potential to become stronger than any of them, at least in terms of raw strength. The machines began training Omalatte at a young age in the martial arts or at least what they knew about it from watching others and analysis of writings about the subject. While not a great base for his training, Omalatte became a formidable fighter from the mish-mash of training he got from his surrogate family and eventually he was able to get his family more and more parts. Eventually word spread about the band of mechanical menaces and their alien leader.

People began coming around and trying to snuff out the group and put an end to their thievery. It wasn’t much of a problem at first but eventually the opponents began to become too much for Omalatte. He was going to need and edge in order to keep protecting his clan so he began seeking out people to train him so that he may learn proper martial-arts rather than his frankensteined style. Eventually his search lead him to a master that had hidden from the world ever since the war between the 6 groups ended. The master at first wanted nothing to do with Omalatte but was eventually convinced to help properly train Omalatte after a very short sparing match and Omelette explaining why he wanted to get stronger. Not only did the master of the wilds teach Omalatte how to properly fight, he also trained him in Ki-control.

Now Omalatte, Tsar of the Machines dutifully protects his family while leading raids on other settlements for parts and food.

_ASPECTS

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Poly-Tentacle Arms: Omalatte’s physiology allows him to unravel his hands and feet into prehensile tentacles. These tentacles don’t have any form of suction like an octopus but can still pick things up in the same way a monkey can pick objects up with their tails.

Transformation(s): Beddars have never been recorded transforming in anyway but the Peanceeks, their genetic donors and enslavers, were once know to achieve greater forms of power before they got lazy and comfortable.

_{SPECIALIZATION}

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Mechanical Tinkering: Growing up around machines has resulted in Omelette becoming adept in the upkeep and development of machinery. His knowledge on machines is a lot less technical than an actual mechanical engineer and is more akin to splicing together various contraptions that he has into a new machine.

Chimera’s Domination: A fighting style that favours heavy attacks followed by catching and pushing away blows. Many of the more specific maneuvers are stolen from other fighting styles and more-or-less ‘glued’ together by the Master of the Wild’s own fighting style. In order to really ‘master’ the style a user would need to be a true jack of all trades which Omalatte is not.

_EQUIPMENT

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Y-Harness: a mechanical set of limb augments that is worn at most times by Omalatte. It ups his strength and speed by a factor of 25% which allows him to go toe to toe with some enemy normally out of his league.

_{RELATIONSHIPS}

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The Machines | Family
Omalatte loves every robot living in his bunker home like family. Having raised him since his infancy, the Machines have formed a similar bond with Omalatte and both would defend the other till death.

Justice League Unlimited vol. 2

The Rushed and Hungry...

"Just give me a minute Carter!"

Ted was frantically working away at his armour, pumping it full of energy and hoping it didn't start growing out of hand. His hands worked diligently as he poked and prodded the cracks in his red armour, watching them fill themselves in with a red ethereal glow.

"Champion's almost done with the food and nearly everybody's here already Ted!" Booster Gold exclaimed through Ted's earpiece as he sat at the Watchtower computer with his finger hovering impatiently over the teleport button. Glancing back at the security cameras directed at the kitchen and dining area, Micheal made an annoyed sigh before turning back to the comms.

"I'm callin' it Ted, just wear the broken pieces and you can finish it up after lunch." BG explained as he pushed the button only to be met with an error. "Hey Ted, something's up with the teleporter." Booster Gold asked as he began to look into the error.

Meanwhile Ted smiled as he turned his attention away from his smartphone and back to his nearly fully repaired armour. "You might need to try exiting out of the program and logging back in. It's a pretty common thing with Kord operating systems. Especially when your dealing with something as complicated as the teleporter. Ted explained as he finished filling the last crack in his armour. As Micheal booted up the teleporter program again, Ted put on his newly repaired armour and pressed another button on his phone before stashing it in his pocket. Ted turned to his old grandfather clock, seemingly checking for something, just as Carter began to transport Ted to the tower.

Ted swivelled his head back to a forwards facing position as he dashed for the kitchen in the hopes of still managing to make it to the lunch/meeting on time. "Hey everybody" Ted said as he skidded into the kitchen "What's happening?".

Dragon Ball: Galactic Survival

Tsar Omalatte

”I’m not going to pretend to understand what just happened."

_NAME

---

Omalatte

_AGE

---

22

_GENDER

---

Male

_APPEARANCE

---

He often wears a baggy crimson shawl and loose white pants over his Y-Harness to allow for optimal maneuverability. The Y-Harness has large metal bands around the shins and forearms of it’s wearer along with a ‘Y’ shaped symbol that fixates the harness to the torso.

_RACE/ORIGIN

---

Beddar
The Beddars were genetically engineered and based on a race called the Peanceeks. The Peanceeks originally used the Beddars for manual labour but eventually the once powerful race got lazy and eventually all jobs were fazed out by the Beddar. The situation came to a boiling point when Cooler’s army attacked the planet. With a swift blow, Cooler’s forces seemingly wiped out all of the Peanceeks along with a great deal of Beddars. Some Beddar managed to flee their home planet but most were separated and as such the species has settled all over the universe, enjoying their newfound freedom.

_{Power Level}

---

2,800

_PSYCHOLOGY

---

Omalatte has a fond look on combat. He enjoys proving himself against the odds but he mostly fights out of necessity rather than pure joy. He will gladly spar with anyone willing to fight with him but not many who come to fight him are doing so to just have a good time. His ego is decently large as he believes that he has a great mix of skill and power but he knows fully well that he isn’t the best there is and that there’s always room for improvement. He rarely spends anytime actually having fun or doing anything but fixing his family, eating, sleeping and training. That being said, Omalatte has a pretty laid back demeanour and will laugh maniacally when ever he does something especially amazing.

_HISTORY

---

Omalatte was jettisoned from his home planet shorty after his birth due to the forces of Cooler tearing it apart. The young infant traveled through space for no more than a few months, surviving in suspended animation, until his ship crash-landed in the wilds of Balsora. His pod was left untouched by much of the wildlife due to it’s sudden appearance scaring off most animals but what it did not scare off was the mechanical scavengers of the forest.

A group of beaten and broken machines closed in on the capsule and took the baby and ship back to their home located in a long abandoned bunker. The robots had all come together for one reason or another and lived in relative peace with one another in their own mechanical society. Of course they often needed to be repaired and sometime rebuilt when they got damaged but after using up all the resources in their home they began stealing the pieces they needed from traveler or settlements nearby though their success rate was abysmal due to their broken down nature. They initially took Omalatte’s ship so that they could repair themselves and did consider what to do with the young alien. The automatons ignored the baby for the most part but after the constant crying they began to bring him food and take care of him. Eventually they warmed up to the infant and began teaching and properly raising him.

It quickly became apparent that Omalatte had the potential to become stronger than any of them, at least in terms of raw strength. The machines began training Omalatte at a young age in the martial arts or at least what they knew about it from watching others and analysis of writings about the subject. While not a great base for his training, Omalatte became a formidable fighter from the mish-mash of training he got from his surrogate family and eventually he was able to get his family more and more parts. Eventually word spread about the band of mechanical menaces and their alien leader.

People began coming around and trying to snuff out the group and put an end to their thievery. It wasn’t much of a problem at first but eventually the opponents began to become too much for Omalatte. He was going to need and edge in order to keep protecting his clan so he began seeking out people to train him so that he may learn proper martial-arts rather than his frankensteined style. Eventually his search lead him to a master that had hidden from the world ever since the war between the 6 groups ended. The master at first wanted nothing to do with Omalatte but was eventually convinced to help properly train Omalatte after a very short sparing match and Omelette explaining why he wanted to get stronger. Not only did the master of the wilds teach Omalatte how to properly fight, he also trained him in Ki-control.

Now Omalatte, Tsar of the Machines dutifully protects his family while leading raids on other settlements for parts and food.

_ASPECTS

---

Poly-Tentacle Arms: Omalatte’s physiology allows him to unravel his hands and feet into prehensile tentacles. These tentacles don’t have any form of suction like an octopus but can still pick things up in the same way a monkey can pick objects up with their tails.

Transformation(s): Beddars have never been recorded transforming in anyway but the Peanceeks, their genetic donors and enslavers, were once know to achieve greater forms of power before they got lazy and comfortable.

_{SPECIALIZATION}

---

Mechanical Tinkering: Growing up around machines has resulted in Omelette becoming adept in the upkeep and development of machinery. His knowledge on machines is a lot less technical than an actual mechanical engineer and is more akin to splicing together various contraptions that he has into a new machine.

Chimera’s Domination: A fighting style that favours heavy attacks followed by catching and pushing away blows. Many of the more specific maneuvers are stolen from other fighting styles and more-or-less ‘glued’ together by the Master of the Wild’s own fighting style. In order to really ‘master’ the style a user would need to be a true jack of all trades which Omalatte is not.

_EQUIPMENT

---

Y-Harness: a mechanical set of limb augments that is worn at most times by Omalatte. It ups his strength and speed by a factor of 25% which allows him to go toe to toe with some enemy normally out of his league.

Name: Text Copy paste as needed

_{RELATIONSHIPS}

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The Machines | Family
Omalatte loves every robot living in his bunker home like family. Having raised him since his infancy, the Machines have formed a similar bond with Omalatte and both would defend the other till death.