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Name: Omega squad.

Bio: When the clone rebellion formed, they knew that they needed soldiers that could surpass the super powered tyrants they faced. They sent many young clones to be mentored by some of the most powerful organizations, hoping that they would later be soldiers able to oppose the evil of the dominion. Many of these children were found out, and killed, the dominion showing no mercy to any clone..but some survived. These children became some of the most powerful soldiers of the clone rebellion...but not all of these children had what it took to join the Omega squad, which were the best of the best. Only 6, out of several thousand made it in. When one of the Omega squad appears, pray they are on your side....or, your days may be numbered to less than one.









@thewizardguy
Mortis was drowning in this sea of fear, of nightmares, and he senses it...his death...his destruction, was coming to him. He felt his impending doom, he felt that which would end his life...but he felt no fear. Death did not scare him. Not anymore. Taking in a deep breath, Mortis summoned his power, his strength, his rage.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He roars, he roars like a typhoon, a hurricane, a storm of epic proportions. The fabric of the chaos realm shifts, and wane, bending, twisting. For a moment, he was free, and this moment was all he needed. Taking his hammer, he swung it into the air, opening a portal out of his cursed place. Stepping though it, he vanishes from the chaos realm, vanishing from Lucy's grasp...for now.....

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Rick was dangling by a thread, one hand mangled, one about to be crushed. He had dropped his gun into the pile of ravenous mouths below, so as to not fall. However, the nightmare notices something, after it crushes his hand...Rick begins to laugh, loudly. A laugh of madness...fear? Who knows. But, one thing is sure...to those there, it was a chilling laugh.
"Activate..." He says, as the nightmare brings its foot down upon his remaining hand. As the boot strikes flesh, the flesh holds strong, not like before. Where once it was tissue paper, now, it was steel. Pulling himself out of the pit with only his remaining arm, Rick looked at his adversary with a grin. "...This suit, is special..as you can tell. I was hoping to not need to use it..but, my hand has been forced. I'll make sure after you're dead, to take your corpse back so my lab geeks can cut you apart, and see what the hell you are. Who knows, maybe they'll learn something cool.." Rick says, before his suit turns entirely black. "......Hehehehehe.....DIE!" He says, vanishing, and re-appearing behind the nightmare, aiming to tear it in two with a devastating vertical chop with his good hand.
As Doru began to glow, Gor turned and looked at him. He walked closer, right up to him.
"......You surprise me....Namekian......You, trying to help these...how did you put it...Hill..billys? Yes...Keep up the surprises, and you might make it though the day...as for the rest of you." Gor says, turning around to look at those gathered around. "...If I do something that you think you must stop...stop me. Don't be a coward..cowards die painfully." He says, before walking over to the sayian.
"...And you..girl...I am looking forward to our fight. You show potential....." He states, before returning to sit among the spectators in the bleachers.
Gor stood, appearing to still be in his berserk stage. He then seemed to calm down, letting out a long sigh. He then turns, and leaves the arena. "...Next time you pit me against someone weak...I'm killing everyone here." Gor said, loud enough for everyone to hear, before heading off in the direction of the female sayian. He was a tad hungry, but, more importantly, he wanted to speak with her....
With each step he took out of the arena, cracks formed under foot. It was obvious while he wasn't in his berserk, having been snapped out of it by the announcer's announcement, he was still fairly pissed off. The Namek was their saving grace this time, but who knows what the demon Gor will do, next time he is pitted against someone who does not met his expectations?
@bluetommy2
Gor was expecting the best of humanity. What he got..was not that. So, now..yea....not happy. He is not happy at all.
Gor began to growl, like an animal. His body twitches, and he convulses. The eye sockets of his helmet begins to glow, and steam appears from underneath. He began to stomp, each time shattering the arena beneath him.
"They call you, world champion!? YOU?! I wanted to face someone with some strength, you..you're a weakling! I let you have a clear opening, and all you did was make my chest hurt a little! Why yooooooou!" He says, as he enters into his enraged state. Moving much faster than normal, he attempts to grab the poor girl, and toss her into the air like a rag doll.
Mortis, he knew of what was happening. But, he held hope..something long lost to him, that the likes of Asura, Rick, and this Bird fellow could in fact hold off this singular nightmare. He felt the armada of fear and darkness coming to attack them...fear...horror...These emotions stung into his mind, like a blade into flesh..piercing something volatile. This surge of familiar darkness...dug up something....

"No...please, not her, anything but her! Strike me, cut me, crush me, kill me...just leave my little girl alone..."
"....You..she's...she's...dead......my little..girl...."

"........I'm sorry......"
I'm sorry.....

I'm sorry.....

I'm sorry........I will....AVENGE YOU!

Mortis flies even further into a frenzy, letting out a roar of absolute berserk. He rushes past the creature that Asura was dealing with, not thinking. He charged towards the hoard of nightmares, and demons. His hammer held high, he becomes a typhoon of destruction, the rage pulsing off of him like heat, disrupting the flow of other emotional energies near by. This was of course un-intentional, as he had little control over himself at the moment. His hammer would strike true, crushing that under it. For each demon he destroys, for each bone he crushes, he may endure a stab, a slash, a blunt strike, shattering something within him. He could not care less, as his rage dulled his pain to nothingness.

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Rick watched as Mortis rushes past the apparent threat, to go fight something off in the distance...whatever.
"Hey, scarecrow.....If anyone here is going to be collecting debts, it's me, for your cunt of a boss wasting my time..." Rick says, walking forwards, tearing though these threads like tissue paper. While the others had fear injected into their hearts, Rick felt..nothing. Fear, terror, these emotions could not start to touch the darkened heart of the man become monster.
His strange suit began to shift color, going from checkered, to pure white, as he drew a weapon. An absurdly large pistol, hidden within this coat. He holds the trigger down on the strange looking weapon, no projectile yet firing. Slowly, an energy bolt forms deep in the barrel, blue. Releasing the trigger, the huge bolt of radiation was let loose, as he charged up another shot, continuing his approach, a malice shown in his steps.
"After I kill you, I'm going to pay this Lucy a visit.... Maybe kill her....or I'll do far worse...maybe I'll make an example of her.....like I did a few weeks ago. Wish to hear of that event? Maybe it'll teach you to respect me..no..wait..fear, me." Rick says, grinning widely as he moves forwards.
@manapool1
As she rears back her ultimate strike, Gor awaited the strike. He made no move to block, no move to dodge. He wanted to see her full power, to see this steel puncturing strike. He stood so she could strike him dead in the chest. "Show me...Your true power!" He declared, wanting to see the power that made her world champion.
@manapool1
Gor growls, getting agitated. While the sweep hadn't knocked him over, it did make his legs a deal soar. That..that did not make him happy. He shifted his stance, slightly, moving to be more defensive, as he awaited this..special combo, thinking it not the strange blows that he shrugged off with ease.
"..Better prove yourself quickly, girl..I am losing patience...." He growls, hoping this..combo, would reveal her true power.
@manapool1
"Hmm. I take it I did some damage...." Gor states, seeming...displeased. He lets her get close, before he attempts to grab her shoulder with one hand, intending on getting a extremely tight grip on her shoulder, crushing it if possible. "How weak.....tell me, girl...do you have potential? Or do you think you're the best, unable to be surpassed..."
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