D2L got here first, and what's the point of learning if you don't learn from someone who can kick your ass? Of course, DK could kick my ass too, probably.
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Name: Edward Cras
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: A black haired, white skin man, who stands 6 feet tall. His face is ordinary, he would blend in well with a crowd of random people. The only odd thing about his face are that his eyes are pink, of the same shade as Kirby. He's somewhat bulky, not as much as a weightlifter, but more like a Heavy Weight Boxer. His hair is unkept, and he often fights while he still has his bedhead, although someone usually think that it's spiked hair and yells 'KAWAII!!' He usually wears black pants and a white collared shirt. He has a bag slung over his back that carries two heavy bars of iron.
Personality: He's an egotistical bastard on occasion, and hates being wrong, but he will admit that he was wrong. He makes alot of jokes, usually bad puns. Everyone thinks that he's a cunning and cutthroat bastard, but he doesn't think of himself as such. He likes doing the right thing, but also what benefits himself, sometimes he picks a balance, while other times, he picks one over the other.
Bio: He was an 8 year old boy in the apartment of a big city who had just watched a marathon of Kirby. He heard that there was going to be a shooting star that night so he went up to the roof of his apartment to see if it was visible through the layer of pollution. This shooting star was bright enough to be seen, which you couldn't say often. He wished upon the star "Please give me awesome powers like Kirby." Amazingly, this seemed to be the right thing to say. He blinked, and then was in some mysterious lace that was all white, kind of like the training place that Goku went to. A booming and jolly voice then said to him from nowhere " HAHAHA, so you want powers like Kirby, you say? Well, who am I to deny you? When you become 15 years of age, your eyes will become the color of Kirby, so that all who look at you may know who you are. At the same time, you will receive the powers I promised you. Don't worry about losing control and killing yourself, like so many bad TV characters do." And with that, Edward was back on the roof of his apartment. He told his parents about it, and that it really happened. But unlike the million other 8 year olds who say that, his experience really did happen.
So then, seven days after his 15th birthday, this shooting-star-Kirby-god experience was all but forgotten. Then when he woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror, to see that his eyes were bright pink. Hilarity ensued as he tried to figure out what happened. He blinked like crazy, and it was only after a dozen rapid blinks that he realized he is back at that Goku-training place. The voice booms "HAHAHAHAHA, oh man,that was great, I should have caught that on video... Anyways, there you go, an awesome power just like Kirby's. walk around town barefoot, and you'll see what it is. Oh, and because I'm a nice guy, and I know you'll be carrying heavy stuff, I'll leave you a bag that won't break."
And with this reminder, he remembered what happened when he was 8. The bag was all but forgotten in his excitement. He did what the disembodied voice told him to do, and walked around town barefoot. Soon he realized that his feet were making a weird sound, not like the usual sound of him walking. He looked at his feet and realized that the pavement was sticking to he feet. He pressed his hand on it, and the pavement melted onto his hand. He laid face-down on the concrete, and saw that it was sticking to his entire body. It looked alot like the armor of medieval knights. He found a metal pipe, and pushed it against his chest. It melted on to him even through the pavement-armor he already had. He went in his room, and got the bag the voice gave him, and ran off adventuring. He was two years ahead of his class anyways, so he didn't mind dropping out of school.
Being an adventurer, he went to mysterious lands in search of great treasure. There he met a hobo who could see into the future, named Gad. In exchange for a month supply of canned beef, a can opener, and a steak dinner, Gad revealed to him the future. "Some Heroes will faaaallllll~," he said, "Other Heroes will be canceeeelllleeedddd~. many Heroes will plageeeerrrriiizzzeee~, and this Hero will see the red and beating through his pink eyes." Confused and regretting that he ordered his steak well done, he walked away.
Crazy homeless people were the least of his worries though, as for many months now, he had been hearing by word-of-mouth of other heroes like himself. Some of the stories told of men that could assault someone's mind and meld it with his own, but because this man was insane, the other man would also go completely insane. The answer came to him in a dream, a dream of his childhood. He was sitting in front of his TV, watching Kirby, when it said 'Don't miss the X-Men, up next.' Over and over again, it just kept saying The X-Men....The X-Men....The X-Men....The X-Men. That was when he realized the solution. Melding a powerful natural magnet and a piece of iron to himself, he then released it all in a mixed up slab of magnets and metal. Thus, he set up work in the forge that he happened to have in the apartment he lived in. Slowly, the iron took the shape of a box that would fit nicely over his head, and he knew that he would no longer be troubled by insane men who could assault someone's mind.
The next day, as he walked through the city, he met Gad again. "Ah, the Hero with the pink eyes! Tell me, have you been able to see the hearts of men with your eyes yet?" he cackled, "HAHA, don't bother answering, anyone could tell from that look on your face. The world may see you as a man grown, you may have sons and daughters, whether you know it or not, but believe me, you are still a child. Kid, you take too much upon yourself, you're still a proud little boy unwilling to accept help. Were I younger, I would smack you upside the head, but I'll settle for helping you. You came from the west, but you must only look forward. Look backwards, and you are lost. Go east, east, east, and still more, go east. I have alot of rich friends and family members who could help you. Those morons are always buying ancient scrolls and junk."
Weapons: He has a bag that can carry things of any weight without breaking, as long as it fits in the bag.
In it, he carries two heavy iron bars, each four feet long, that he either uses with his powers, or just swings around as clubs.
Ability: He can meld anything onto himself like a plate of armor, so long as it isn't organic. Exceptions to that are teeth, nails, and hair. He is also able to absorb things such as air, fire, water, and light. Absorbing light makes him glow, much like his glow-in-the-dark materials. Whatever he absorbs becomes and extension of himself, and he can absorb things on top of that. These things can stay on him by themselves. He has nearly full control over what he absorbs, but some things are automatic, such as the armor falling off if it becomes to dangerous for him. The armor falls off in four different ways: it falls off him; it falls off him and then assumes it's regular shape; it falls off him as just a random slab of stuff; Or it just disappears into air. If possible, it becomes breathable air, but otherwise, it becomes Hydrogen and Helium.
He also has an iron box in his bag, with magnets as practically part of the iron. By putting it on his head and making it a helmet, the magnets keep all mental abilities from affecting him.
One of the most common things that he does is to meld the iron bars onto his fist, making 3 feet long iron knuckles.
Because of often training while covered in heavy metals, he has an incredible strength, sacrificing none of his grace and agility, as well as the ability to jump 10 feet up in the air. In other words, he could do gymnastics while covered in hundreds of pounds of armor.
His fighting in almost entirely self-taught, punching waterfalls and 300 year-old trees and such.
