Solace In Night [Signup/OOC]

[Hazen Gregory]

So, it is pouring down freezing magical rain and also below freezing from said spell effects. Of course in your post, you literally took NO damage. Did not mention a single ounce of pain/feeling/resistance to frost or anything.

Mind you, both your characters obviously avoided every single exploding bomb of water/ice and so on because you posted as I mentioned somehow not being affected and now are fighting me up close and personal.

Do you guys now see why my posts end up getting dramatically intense?? Because you all seriously seem to be invulnerable to half of my posts and avoid real life physics and logic in your posts.

With that said, I'm amused. I won't Ask for an edit. I'm just going to post. Besides, I owe you...

 

[Vox]

Name: Virgil Lancaster

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Personality: Virgil has an insane temper. That of which he finds it hard to keep cool at times. he is a hot head. Though as years have went on with him being alone he has learned to keep it to himself and only blow up on those that deserve it. Because of his traumatic past he has put on a facade of a arrogant nature. almost borderline superiority complex. Virgil is a very charming individual using his words to charm his way into any door placed in front of him. he masks his hatred behind jokes and cocky behavior in the site of danger. He has a weak spot for women as it would seem. But all he longs for is the acceptance of others. To that end he will do whatever it takes to get his point across even if it means doing the things no one else can do.

Appearance: Seen here Breaking a nameless Neck
Another Photo

Virgil has long black hair that spikes up at the ends. A long embelsished one sleeve jacket. leaving his right arm exposed, the jacket has a hoodie that he tosses over his head at times, causing his hair to lean out the side of the hoodie.

Faction: Team Valhalla

Weapon: Hand Blades. These blades in particular are created of raw energy manifested into reality. because of this Virgil is able to cause them to appear and vanish at his whim. : Main Weapon of choice

Black Keyblade Ruin

Keyblade Ability: The Warrior Spirit
By implementing raw strength and perfect form, Virgil uses his Keyblade Ruin in such ways that he utilizes minimal magic that enhances his physical prowess. Such spells like Bravery and Haste are on constant motion that increase the amount of strikes he can put in as well as how strong they are. Furthermore, his Keyblade creates a pure force that is almost like a gust of wind because of how strong each strike is. It’s like the will of Virgil is manifesting through the strikes that his Ruin Keyblade does.

Powers/Abilities:
Support Magic Junction
Reforge was able to help Virgil rework his bodily enhancements by aligning numerous spells to his heart's essence. These spells have caused the physical being of Virgil to evolve completely.

Triple- Virgil's body is synced with this magical force, increasing his physical form. He great physical strength. He is able to react three times faster than a foe using a hastega spell. Triple also multiplies by three the density of all weapons Virgil uses and triples the density of his skin.

Defenda- Defend magic infused within Virgil allows him to use his physical body to defend himself from harm in varying ways. Where most people can't resist spells with their bare hands, Virgil is able to do so with no problem. He can unleash his on inner forces to defend against higher level spells.

Stop- Virgil's weapons and body are influenced by the stop spell. When he attacks and strikes a foe, this magical junction enables him to freeze the hit area of the body. This only works for a second but it causes disruptions in foes combat abilities. In the same way he can use his keyblade or other weapons to interrupt an incoming weapon. Magic and forces used by foes can negate this effect based on their own abilities.

Libra- Virgil is able to store an extensive amount of information about object's, lifeforms and magic. He can recall everything about most situations unless his libra junction is negated. Further more Virgil can sense any beings level of power and even breakdown the mechanics of their varying abilities. He also can see auras of people and even hearless. He can read these auras to ascertain their elemental dispositions.

Jihad- This is a tier four darkness spell that has been infused into Virgil completely. Even though he isn't really a mage and doesn't use spells, this junction allows all dark magic to restore his vitality and increase his physical strength. In dark areas Virgil can project spheres or darkness that have powerful implosive force. During the night, Virgil's physical strength is increased to 375%. He can also influence himself with darkness and become shrouded in it. He can cast the spell Jihad at any time, but afterward is unable to use the Jihad junction for 24 hours.

Bio: Typing it up now.

Currently in Arcadia.

 

[Piercing Light]

Acceptimundo~

Also good going scumbag Vento, leaving Asahina there while you sit there with your hands in your pockets. XD

 

[King Sora X]

Acceptimundo~

Also good going scumbag Vento, leaving Asahina there while you sit there with your hands in your pockets. XD

Not sitting, casually standing.

 

[Ðari]

Since the RP got a second wind, i'll stop cameo posting now and just post my cameo's physical templates.

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Name: Justice Black
Age: 36
Gender: Male

Personality: Justice is a very simple-minded yet strangely calm man. He can be fairly apathetic and shows little interest, but he is not some negligent fool. His eyes are unlike his disposition, as he bares a fierce tenacity and vigor behind them. Justice can be sardonic, heroic, charismatic, and even overbearing when among hostiles. His attention to detail and focus are deadly tools that complement him on all sides.

Appearance:

Justin is about five feet and nine inches in height. He has really short hair, a dirty-blonde in color, and a messy look but tamed to somewhat of an oval appearance. He is a Caucasian male in appearance but has a fairly nice bronze shade of skin, as if he'd been on a tanning bed.

His build is toned in the mid section, his arms are long and of adequate extensions and smooth. Both of his eyes are a stunning gray color, at a distance mistaken for blue eyes. His disposition is very dull and boring, at times occupied by a cigarette and a layback, yet sardonic attitude.

He wears a rosary of christ around his neck, because occasionally he prays for himself, but he gives a say on to God for his victims and torture subjects. Bearing a black jean jacket, a navy blue thermal, beneath a dark grey shirt. His bottoms are thick black jeans, a chain is suspended from the belt loop and side pocket just as an accessory. On his fingers, he wears a ring with a crucifix upon it on his right ring finger. On the left hand a wrist band, and two finger bands between his pinky and index finger.

Faction: Prisoner of The Empire/Lieutenant

Weapon:

Kakugane CXV (115)

Medieval Darkness - holding his kakugane in his hand it transforms into a small cube. The cube itself is very special, and is able to summon from it chains, frames, and blades even. Justice is able to call ten different extensions at one time at his beck and call.

Busou Renkin!
Black Justice - Justice merges with his kakugane and becomes a walking torture device. He is able to augment his very limbs to do his bidding, generating hi-powered vibrations that can lacerate through barriers and most magics. His blades are shaped in a different variety and able to hit at all angles and all ranges up to thirty meters. Justice has capabilities most fluently to torture and restrain multiple individuals or otherwise victims that fall pray to his chains, frames, and blades.

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Powers/Abilities:

Justice doesn't really have any powers or abilities beyond his complete and brilliant study of chaos theory to such an extent he is able to emulate a butterfly effect with his set ups, prudent planning, and cunning. It should be noted that he is also at the peak of physicality, quite agile, and able to do hand to hand combat at an advanced caliber. Justice is also fairly strong, he can lift five times his body weight of 210 lbs. Easily lifting half a ton without a problem.
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Bio: 23 years ago, Justice along with his four other colleagues experimented on a project meant to merge the heart to an object. In the success, his ascension to an alternative existence and altered appearance were the results of this intervention. His colleague Salforge, responsible for releasing his heart, and the others to make the project a success.

Emotion was the key to becoming human. Through having a rough time adjusting to not being able to eat or lavish himself in the pleasures of a human's existence. Justice did things he was not proud of...he killed, he executed, and he murdered all in the name of survival. Killing became a curse of his, upon one day he'd stumbled onto the empire's homeworld of Disney Castle. Having taken the time at hand, and brutalizing the guards, he was apprehended by two men. Garforge Temblin and Clement Capricious, two soldiers in the emperor's elite guard, his commanders.

Justice sat caged and a prisoner of the empire for years, where he grew more drawn towards feeling. Eventually invoking his change and becoming human again. He sat as a prisoner until General O'nam swore revenge on Salforge and he'd use Justice's deranged abilities to devastate and slaughter Salforge without fail. In the back of Justice's mind, he'd abandoned the hatred, but if it meant his survival he would do as O'nam wished.

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Name: O'nam
Alias: The Garden of Death, Oum Van Glieth
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Appearance:

Of age. Sound and collective height of about five feet and ten inches in height. A body that stems the abnormal, average yet toned and built about his entire abdominal region. Shape somewhat straight as are the imperfections of humans. Found at the peak of his back, is a strange tatoo of an emblem long since forgotten. Two pools of what he can infer as dark slate gray occupy his stalks.

His hair is something of a spectacle within itself, a quiet silver as well as long and flowing. Easily mistaken for a female at times, pending on how its styled. His bangs are protruding enough. Eyes an even distance apart, a rounded nose, he posses fairly broad shoulders. A hint of his persona comes from him always taking such an unmoving stance, being rigid yet not quite in his mind.

He simply wraps himself up in a black coat, hooded to say the least. In any event, what he wears underneath is a fairly long sleeved shirt, something a school boy would wear if we're blatantly honest. His bottoms tread like pants yet past his knees briefly by about four inches. There is a taffle or some kind of fabric that is fastened around his waist from his right hip that is open on the right and closes around his hip down to stopping before his left knee. Lastly he has a watch on his left wrist, and wears something of comfort, shoes.

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Personality:

Quite haughty, at least he has been since Salforge has been among their ranks. The youngest of the generals emits a very edgy and intense air about him. His anger and fury both go hand in hand as well as unsurpassed. He isn't much of a man that love to gamble and he always plays for keeps. O'nam treats his subordinates, and fellows kinsmen with a dire show of valor, respect, and decorum. When he is prideful and hellbent on seeing something done, his determination and vigor both are indefinite.

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Weapon:

He finds armaments to be unnecessary, though he's a proficient archer and carries with him a bow and quiver laced with arrows. Having rather exceptional hand-eye coordination its an easy task for him. Aside from this, he carries a broad bladed sword of which at times he admittedly has difficulty wielding.

Kakugane C (100)

No Name - in its base form, O'nam calls a bow to his hand from his hexagonal shaped box. This special steel and bow doesn't deteriorate from his touch and thus he uses the bow to fire his decay as a projectile.

Busou Renkin!
Perjury - A slightly altered version of his bow. O'nam can now fire a myriad of arrows in a single stroke, an estimate of 1317 all at the same time. Using his busou renkin, O'nam has cleared out armies of countless men in less than a few hours. The stroke takes time to recharge, at least a sixty-second cool down in between bursts.

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Powers:

There is no one else like him, his abilities are unique.

Decay~
Onam can reduce, breakdown, and deconstruct things. This effect can disintegrate most material almost instantly, of which has been displayed upon metal, wood, stone, marble, and even granite. To a limited degree does it disintegrate flesh. More commonly, its seen as an unholy yellow light being released from his hands. Going against one of Salforge's barrier, its ability hasn't recognized magic and only damaged his barrier abjuration severely. Its possible, he can refine this further after recognizing material through his own physical touch. From there, in the act of holding someone's hand physically, he could quickly disintegrate their entire body from there.

Reject~
Of what is proposed as a drum, when focused upon matter and the complications of the physics that compose something, through magic does Onam generate a miniature field that reconstitutes and recompiled something destroyed, maimed, or altered from its previous state despite the physics of the alleged piece going missing. Rejection is the sheltered ignorance of laws in placed by god, from the eyes seen in temporal adjusting and spatial regression, when in truth, within the array he forms he rejects the events that transpire that initially lead to the catastrophe. This has been proven useful as of which has applications that 'appear' to be healing, when it recalls the events of which eliminate the fact that the wounds never happened.

Erasure~
Presence. Consciousness. All things aside, everyone has a heart that beats. His stops, and from this does he enact a removal technique. Effectively removing himself, more so he's half-way on the plane and walks on it as a hollow-being. Unable to be seen or sensed. Unfortunately it means he's unable to touch those on the plane given he's not directly on it himself. The applications also can be applied to someone with him at a range of approximately ten meters, yet it comes from the desire to apply it as to avoid hooking some random bystander into his shroud.

This is the advanced form of Decay, where they go, when they've withered to dust...
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Armor: None.

Bio :

"...wither, whilst I decay."

That scent was familiar, an abandoned child sitting homeless on the streets of Radiant Garden. His eyes have lost all hope, so it seemed, yet he survived. Retained his sanity, and through whatever rehabilitation he'd been put through he succeeded in each outlet. The kind of mind he had, possessed a multitude of corridors and through that despair, that clouded nightmare, he stood on both of his legs, so young.

He wasn't evil, though as an outcast and abomination, not looking for justice, only turmoil. To know the anguish of beinig abandoned, to know the suffering of being rejected by the family that seeded their own birth. All things aside, he'd only himself. So the darkness followed him, but he was stronger than that very same darkness. It was all he knew, so that familiarity rotted what grip and dark corridors that attempted to take hold. Upon taking the train to the siege ridden world of Disney Castle, he sought an outlet for his senseless rage.

"I seek to be refined...crafted into a machine, let me forget everything. It matters not."

Standing beside Clement, Onam for sometime sought his tutelage. The only one that kept him sane, all there, and undeterred by strings of compassion or sympathy. The only home he sought was one of which eluded reconcilable peace. He spoke little, and in service with the empire his strength only manifested and grew. Confidence never became arrogrance, discontent never became pure hatred, with the years he grew wiser and realized a path of self-destruction was meaningless. His fascination became gripped on conquering everything and everyone, and if you got in the way you were just as worthless as a man that would discard his own heart.

"Salforge. Your such a disgusting traitor of mankind."

"Whats that? I might be a military dog of the empire, but I know no matter who you are, I can take you down. Keep that in mind...what was your name again?"

"If theres anything I can't stand its ignorant pessimist like you."

"Go cry to Clement."

Feeling the desire to rip his throat from his neck, he lashed out. The officer with a pulse of his palm, jettisoning a wave of death towards the man in black. A clash, as he forged a barrier from the folds of his whim, to block the yellow light. Spots appeared over the wall, showing the barrier had weakened, yet not shattered.

"As I thought. You are the immovable block."

"And your that guy that tried to death bomb me, your attitude could use some re-adjusting. Assessing enigmas like me as if you know anything about me. Have a heart, unfortunately thats not an option for me."

Thus gave birth to their dysfunctional relationship. They were all unusual, Ciel, Clement, Haruka, Ryoko, Glacius, and Salforge. All of them happening to serve under the emperor. For their worth to be tested, each an objective. To appear on Arcadia in the near future, once they'd confirmed Radiant Garden's fall, it was their next objective. There was no hesitation found within Onam, he abided and would shortly make his way over with an army at the ready.

Fighting Style:

There isn't one, he's become proficient in the art of self-defense and his caliber of both archery and fencing are at their peak.

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Other;
Character Theme: Elena Siegeman - The One
Battle Theme (warm-up) - The Crystal Method - PhD
Battle Theme (intense) - The Sleeping - Don't Hold Back
Inside Erasure (Surreal) Bollywood
Confronting Salforge - One-winged Angel

Closest to his companion and greatest ally, Clement.

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Name: Gaforge Temblin
Age: 87 (doesn't look a day older than 37)
Gender: Male
Race: Nobody

Personality: He is a noble and admirable man, that possess no form or manner of hatred within the entirety of his mind, emotion, and body. His exploits of chivalry, loyalty, and as a humble man very much feed into the impression of a man with great conviction. To oath and with couth to whomever he folds an allegiance to, they are as brother and blood to him. Garforge has an incredibly open-minded and very polite mannerism, his etiquette and politeness complement his good heart and willful intentions. His only aggressive button is against hostiles and pious blasphemers that stand to refute his brother's reign.

Garforge is of age, and his mind is seasoned to reflect a deep connection to every relation. His wisdom is pretty spot on, and he doesn't mind having deep and meaningful conversations with his comrades.

Appearance: Original Sketch(by me)|Ophan's sketch
Garforge stands about six feet and two inches in height total. His overall frame is well built and put together. His skin pigmentation is that of a bronze color, and is only complemented by his ash colored hair. His eyes are two teal colored gems, that resonate with the mystery of whom he is.

Weapon: Garforge is skilled with every form of weapon, midievel or otherwise, though he carries basic assassination tools, a hidden handgun, as well as a concealed dagger. His arms are wrapped up tight, and with tough leather to be used as Cestus.

Powers/Abilities:

As a unique manner of nobody Garforge is impervious to the effects of light and darkness and able to control each, as well as their inbetween to the highest caliber imaginable. This was achieved by finding and absorbing the other half of him thought to be lost, doing so rewarded him immensely. His preference however is not to use any of the three without a true reason to, but his remarkable skills in battle covering advanced usage of all forms of melee weapons, mid to long range armaments, and even shields. Garforge has a moderately fast movement speed that isn't influence by any magic, he can naturally move as a blur of his own contour.


Armor: Garforge is clad in robing and lightly plated armor. The armor serves to protect him, it was cut from a material that disperses and repels magic without fail.

Bio: Ansem was someone that Garforge met when he was youthful. During the time when radiant garden was still radiant. He served under him, and watched keenly over his child. There was a promise that he made to Ansem well before his passing, a promise that he would see his Son grow up and remain at his side as his protector, til he one day grow stronger than him.

These years came and his son became The Emperor.

Ansem's woeful heart unable to forgive what his apprentices had done to him, he could sense that anger being lashed out in every which direction. All the while, Garforge followed the young prince into the gates of hell if thats what it takes. So he used his power through scorn, fire, and embers to serve the young prince whom he knows as the Emperor today.

 

[Piercing Light]

Justice Black and O'nam are accepted. (of course XD)

I'm wondering who that third character is meant to be however.

 

[Ðari]

My final character is finished.

 

[Piercing Light]

Garforge is accepted .

 

[Hazen Gregory]

lol damn. I knew this would happen when I posted Reforge.

 

[Ðari]

lol damn. I knew this would happen when I posted Reforge.

Rule number 1 is don't post Reforge and I won't post Garforge.

 

[Hazen Gregory]

Rule Zero: I post Reforge because you'll post Garforge.

Just as when you post Sal I post Ty and so on. <3 duh

 

[King Naruto]

Name: Coraleye, Prince of the Dark Realm
Age: Physically 18
Gender: Pretty like a girl, Tough like a man

Personality: Quick to be angered and easily annoyed, Coraleye is hot-headed and often tends to overreact to certain things. Something of a sadist, he is not above enjoying a good fight, and he often attacks his opponents in a very brutal fashion. He seems to thoroughly enjoy violence, as he toys with his opponents and fights with no regards for the safety of others. Despite his wild attitude, he does have a sense of honor and respects strength and determination. He also appears to be against the idea of needless killing, opting to leave the defenseless alone as they pose no real threat or challenge to him.

He is highly resourceful, full of determination and possesses a certain disregard for rules. His strong-willed stubbornness can sometimes get in trouble as when he refuses to back down no matter what the situation. He lives his life by his own rules and has learned to ignore what other people think of him. In this reference he can be stubborn and willful about his personal opinions, sticking with his views no matter what everyone else might say. Coraleye is an arrogant and self-centered ego maniac, with little time for anyone beyond himself or his allies, making him a typical anti-hero or so he would say. He is dismissive in his manner of speech but, despite his personality, he is very devoted and protective towards his only friends, and would risk his life for them.

Appearance:Coraleye is diddlying hot, Pun intended

Faction: Coraleye could careless about the factions. He just wants to fight and shut them both the hell up.

Weapon:

Pinnacle Star - The innate ability of the sword comes from a small crystal embedded deep within the sword itself. This crystal is imbued with divine magical force, causing the swords length, width and even density to be manipulated by the user. The crystal also enables the sword to manipulate cold essence to alter the motion of atoms in materials both physical and magical to induce cold.

Powers/Abilities:

Shiroenryū (白火流, White Flame Style; also translated as "Way of the White Flames") is Coraleye's birthright, utilizing unique blazing white flames that can be applied for multiple situations. Coraleye further refined this power after his training in the dark realm and fusing with himself, taking his ability to the point of being able to snatch control of flames not created from himself. Outside flames can also be used to heal his body and do not bring any form of harm to him. Extreme heat also something that he is immune to. By surrounding himself in the flames, he could provide an ultimate defense. He can surround himself in a large pillar of these flames as well. In addition to the damage it can inflict, this has the psychological effect of causing enemies to hesitate to attack him. By summoning these white flames in a different location, he can effortlessly shift himself to another location, in a manner akin to that of teleportation. Coraleye often uses this technique as a means of presenting his arrival to his opponents to grand effect. He is also able to use the white flames to displace his being when he is struck by a physical attack, essentially forming white flames out of any situation.

One of the most common uses of Shiroenryū, Coraleye generates an immense burning aura of white flames that, when directed by his arms, reduce objects into nothing more than ash. It has the additional effect of engulfing the surrounding landscape in white flames. Only powerful fighters can resist it, though that is accomplished easier when indirect. Though boasting unavoidability, the white flames has been avoided a few times, such as in the fight against Erebos. The determining factors seem to be motivation and skill. Coraleye's control over the white flames allows him to develop defensive variants of this technique. One such example summons a large barrier of white flames that surround Coraleye and possibly others. It can even be used as a cage that can trap opponents for long periods of time. The intent of this technique is to trap the opponent in the caged inferno and destroy him with blazing flames from which there is ideally no hope of healing from. Coraleye has shown use of the technique by enveloping himself in a white flame aura, allowing his flight and movement to seemingly become more destructive, as he is capable of spreading his flames as he moves forward, becoming an "unstoppable spreading flame" as his guardian noted.

Unlike the wide-range offense, Coraleye can actually center and aim compacted bursts of his white flames via the act of snapping with his thumb off of his index and middle fingers. In this sense, by aiming his fingers toward a target and snapping, he can create a spark of energy that erupts into white flames wherever he deems his target. Coraleye explains that he focuses spiritual energy in both his thumb and his two fingers, and when he rubs them together, he causes the two sources of energy to collide with each other, and with the snapping motion, he directs the resulting collision toward his target. Essentially, he modeled this technique loosely after the physics of how lightning forms during thunderstorms. While more centered, the result is still equally devastating as once it makes contact, it engulfs the target in burning flames depending on the size of the flames and the distance at which the technique was fired. Despite the explosive capabilities, Coraleye can also do pinpoint aiming, as shown when he was able to instantly burn up only a knight's arm and left the rest of it's body intact. Coraleye can utilize the two opposite abilities of Shiroenryū simultaneously.

Bio: Coraleye's past is one of mystery to outside sources but, is equally known by all as the Prince of the Dark Realm. A realm that Coraleye found under his rightful rule after a terrible adventure that saw the loss of some great friends. An adventure that forever changed what he knew as right and wrong, bringing him face to face with himself. He took victory that day and left to rule the dark realm. Not for just himself but for his friends. Years have past long since the days in Cul-De-Sac, time unmoving within the realm. He has become a legend in these times and known through this world as the Dark Realm's ruler. Now Coraleye, alongside his dear friend Erebos, take leave of the Dark Realm to end the existence of the Emperor who's power is tearing upon the fabric of Coraleye's domain.

 

[Hazen Gregory]

Name: Erebos Irving

Age: Appears 30.

Gender: Male

Personality: Diligent of course, not rushing into to anything per say and allotting life to go as it does with God’s help, a notion that good and better things come to those whom wait, but also strive feverishly to get a goal accomplished and won’t fall back when an obstacle gets in their way. A far cry from lazy, if that the opposite; Erebos never guards his ideals with heavy conviction and believes full heartedly that the Lord is his Sheppard and though a merely a lamb he attunes and has no problem reveling in the intensity of zeal that encompasses his everyday actions. Erebos is downright courageous and happy beyond all of this.

Appearance: <-----
At first sight, one might glance at Erebos and mistake him for a teenager. He definitely has a baby face and there's no denying it. The look of his face is even more subtly defined in this manner because Erebos likes to stay clean shaven and not leave an inch of exposed facial hair other than his eyebrows which though a tad bushy are perfectly groomed, which sets off the red-hue pigment of his eyes. Homer's hair isn't too long but often is kept in a slicked back style or other random gelled style.

The lithe and lean build that Erebos has accentuates his 6'1 height in the perfect way, there isn't an inch of obvious fat anywhere on his body other than right below his waist, which as a bi-sexual man he prides himself in a great deal. He's also chosen to keep his flesh clean of any piercings or tattoos.

Often, there is a specific set attire for Erebos to adorn as he enjoys eloquent fashion, which is why his wardrobe tends to be so full of suits.

Faction: N/A

Weapons:
Incorruptus <-----click
Keyblade Ability
Heart Break
Instead of possible death when it pierces the foe or commits a killing blow, this keyblade instills magical forces that trick and betray the heart. This is an ability that causes one's flow of magic to work against them, placing their body under the servitude of the one that has dealt the blow. It is not a permanent ability that is rectified when either one of three things happens. 1. A being is able reverse the flow of magic and expel it from their body. 2.The ability naturally wanes over time. 3. Erebos happens to fall from consciousness.

Ananda <-----click
Keyblade Ability
Boomtubes/Summon Carbuncle

Powers/Abilities:
Psionic Junction System
Erebos' mind is in itself the product of a being that has been thrust back and forth between many different realms on many occasions. His mind has developed into a tool to cause many effects and the fruition of very defined forces that revolve around his extensive genius. So extreme in fact is the reach of Erebos' mind that he is able to influence the very idea of physics themselves. His conscious thoughts in fact manifest his greatest powers such as Nether, Physics and Paradoxes.

Nether/Dark Flare Junction
Erebos is in fact a being that could easily claim the underworld as his own, as he wields the force of Nether flawlessly. It exists as both a force of entropy and monumental destruction but as a spiritual force it isn't accessible on the physical plane. Erebos uses this in junction with Dark Flare magic, and produces an intense reddish "light" from his body that also can double as anti-matter. This light seems to be very dangerous; Erebos not only has been seen disintegrating material with it but also, summoning hordes of heartless. As this force is the destructive aspect of what is in all planes, there is no limit to the manipulation of this force within Erebos' control. This branches off into several abilities involving quantum manipulation and the Nether Realm.

Portal Creation- Erebos is an inter-dimensional being capable of manifesting and creating portals from on location to another location not specifically related to the original. He can do this in many ways including making a black portal and exiting out of another one or in mixture with his paradoxes; It is possible for Erebos to climb out of a random exit/surface/object or other existing portal apparatus. In the same fashion Erebos can use this ability to create a black hole to suck in objects.

Paradox Manifestation
Erebos has the power to do many things that to the world simply don't make any bit of sense as if he manipulates reality itself. This may not be the actual case but the results of his paradoxes are still more than questionable. For instance, a person might attack Erebos and see him slashed but instead find themselves wounded, or maybe he'd walk around a corner that wasn't there. Many paradoxical events can occur around Erebos at any given time. He could snap his leg and then heal it by breaking it more extensively or put a fire out by causing an explosion within it. This is a grandiose ability for one that thinks as Erebos, for he can even reverse the effects of time or space breaks.

Physics Break- Erebos' understanding of physics has allowed him to break the laws of reality that surround his own limitations as perceived by others. For instance, Erebos may weight less than a large bulky man but his bending of physics allows him to be immensely strong physically and cause his actions to be just as dramatic. Erebos is able to curve physical equations as he moves to have immense speed and move large distances compared to what is normal for a physical step as well. Immense manipulation of physics in Erebos' area can also affect time and even produce obscure cartoon effects.

Bio:

 

[Piercing Light]

Coraleye's accepted, Erebos needs to be finished of course.

 

[Eva]

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Name:
Antiope "Aris" Callista
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Brash, loud, and she may as well have a tattoo on her forehead saying Leeroy Jenkins--this sums up pretty much everyone's first impression of Aris. On top of all that she is also hot headed with a short fuse, easily frusterated and an ego to boot. She is said to be intolerable, restless like a child unless she has something to occupy her. She seems to socialize well, but most notice she has a tendency to keep talking and turn the subject towards herself. Despite everything previously stated, she is quite the scholar, able to recite books of Greek past, and is also neat in her belongings and takes good care of herself. She is best distracted by books, although to say getting her attention and keeping it are two entirely different things. She laughs in the face of danger and tends to write off worries as "We'll deal with it when it comes to it.", and doesn't like frowns or negativity. She also doesn't like her real name.

Appearance:
Clickit

Faction: N/A ATM

Weapon:
Her body. (Not like that. Only sometimes. Perhaps.)

Powers/Abilities:
A Demi-Goddess of Strength, Aris is capable of easily pummeling rocks to dust and breaking people's faces in. Her reflexes and durability are top-notch, and she is a force to be reckoned with. Her forte are drawn out fights--she seems to have limitless energy, hardly getting tired. Many mention that if she would actually think before she jumped in, she would be unstoppable. Her reckless behavior and lack of self restraint are her vital flaws and are essentially what prevent her from being the strongest. She's also too stubborn to admit her mistakes...

Bio:
Born the daughter of Ares and Otrera, Queen of the Amazons--can you see where her bloodlust comes from? In all seriousness, Antiope grew up rather proud of her heritage, and proud of herself. She liked being able to do things alone, but as a result had a tendency to isolate herself from her peers. This worsened when her abnormal strength came into play; if she didn't accidently send someone flying after a friendly high five or break a door handle on accident, people got hurt around her.
Rather then mope and whine and bitch about it, she channeled it into, well, beating the crap out of everything. Her strength and durability got to her head, and her ego was born. Shortly after declaring herself the greatest shit in the world, she was defeated by her then unknown half-sister. She lost due to a lack of restraint, as she had pretty much destroyed the arena and didn't manage to land a single hit on the girl.
And thus she renamed herself "Aris" in honor of her new and first 'friend'.

Name:
Harmonia Callista
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Personality:
As her name indicates, she is all about peace and love and all that good stuff. She is a calm and rather peaceful person who would prefer to talk things out first, and leaves fighting as an absolute last resort. Her kindness knows no bounds, her politeness just as equal--these two combined traits make people believe her to be the ideal woman. However, do not mistake her gentleness for weakness, because like Aris, she is also a daughter of Ares, and should it come down to it, won't hesitate to strike people down if it is deemed necessary. Harmonia enjoys crafts and cooking, her biggest dream to become a bride someday. Underneath all the innocence she has, however, she has wandering eyes, and has been known to steal men from other women, should she find them desirable.

Appearance:
Click

Faction: N/A ATM

Weapon:
Chain of Harmony -- A golden chain wrought from Harmonia's power. It seems to come out of the nape of her neck, and is said to be of magical origin. Its length seems to vary, and it has been shown that she can produce two chains. They are not easily broken, and often have pointed ends.
Necklace of Harmonia -- A necklace said to give any woman eternal beauty and youth, but at the cost of being cursed. The curse limits Harmonia's power greatly, and the Chain of Harmony seems to be the extent of her power for now. She cannot remove it for unknown reasons.

Powers/Abilities:
Due to the Necklace of Harmonia, her goddess powers are heavily limited to her chains. She is able to calm and heal people's hearts, but anything that induces more power gets blocked by the necklace. As such she has resigned herself to hezling magic and her chains.

Bio:
Child of Ares and Aphrodite, and one who incurred Hephaestus' wrath--she was given the cursed necklace from him. Despite being a goddess, she was powerless, and ran away to Olympus in shame. Over time, her mother pitied her and urged her to seek out her sister, Antiope, who was believed to possess super human strength and could perhaps break it. She sought and found her, although her strength frightened her a bit. After watching her for a while, she noticed how reckless she was and decided to challenge her to a fight--first one to land a hit would win.
Antiope had laughed, saying she couldn't be beat, and yet a few minutes later she hadn't landed one hit at all.
Harmonia won.
After calming her down, she explained who she was and what she needed. Antiope agreed, although even her strength could not break the necklace. Just as she began to lose hope, she was told to keep trying. Antiope tried one more time, and ended up breaking two jewels off. This gave Harmonia limited access, and even though it wasn't much, it was something.
The two half-sisters have been close ever since.

 

[Ðari]

Last edit I promise, I rewrote my FLLFFL post's last segment over again. Please read.

 

[Piercing Light]

Spoiler Show

Name:
Antiope "Aris" Callista
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Brash, loud, and she may as well have a tattoo on her forehead saying Leeroy Jenkins--this sums up pretty much everyone's first impression of Aris. On top of all that she is also hot headed with a short fuse, easily frusterated and an ego to boot. She is said to be intolerable, restless like a child unless she has something to occupy her. She seems to socialize well, but most notice she has a tendency to keep talking and turn the subject towards herself. Despite everything previously stated, she is quite the scholar, able to recite books of Greek past, and is also neat in her belongings and takes good care of herself. She is best distracted by books, although to say getting her attention and keeping it are two entirely different things. She laughs in the face of danger and tends to write off worries as "We'll deal with it when it comes to it.", and doesn't like frowns or negativity. She also doesn't like her real name.

Appearance:
Clickit

Faction: N/A ATM

Weapon:
Her body. (Not like that. Only sometimes. Perhaps.)

Powers/Abilities:
A Demi-Goddess of Strength, Aris is capable of easily pummeling rocks to dust and breaking people's faces in. Her reflexes and durability are top-notch, and she is a force to be reckoned with. Her forte are drawn out fights--she seems to have limitless energy, hardly getting tired. Many mention that if she would actually think before she jumped in, she would be unstoppable. Her reckless behavior and lack of self restraint are her vital flaws and are essentially what prevent her from being the strongest. She's also too stubborn to admit her mistakes...

Bio:
Born the daughter of Ares and Otrera, Queen of the Amazons--can you see where her bloodlust comes from? In all seriousness, Antiope grew up rather proud of her heritage, and proud of herself. She liked being able to do things alone, but as a result had a tendency to isolate herself from her peers. This worsened when her abnormal strength came into play; if she didn't accidently send someone flying after a friendly high five or break a door handle on accident, people got hurt around her.
Rather then mope and whine and bitch about it, she channeled it into, well, beating the crap out of everything. Her strength and durability got to her head, and her ego was born. Shortly after declaring herself the greatest shit in the world, she was defeated by her then unknown half-sister. She lost due to a lack of restraint, as she had pretty much destroyed the arena and didn't manage to land a single hit on the girl.
And thus she renamed herself "Aris" in honor of her new and first 'friend'.

Name:
Harmonia Callista
Age:
17
Gender:
Female
Personality:
As her name indicates, she is all about peace and love and all that good stuff. She is a calm and rather peaceful person who would prefer to talk things out first, and leaves fighting as an absolute last resort. Her kindness knows no bounds, her politeness just as equal--these two combined traits make people believe her to be the ideal woman. However, do not mistake her gentleness for weakness, because like Aris, she is also a daughter of Ares, and should it come down to it, won't hesitate to strike people down if it is deemed necessary. Harmonia enjoys crafts and cooking, her biggest dream to become a bride someday. Underneath all the innocence she has, however, she has wandering eyes, and has been known to steal men from other women, should she find them desirable.

Appearance:
Click

Faction: N/A ATM

Weapon:
Chain of Harmony -- A golden chain wrought from Harmonia's power. It seems to come out of the nape of her neck, and is said to be of magical origin. Its length seems to vary, and it has been shown that she can produce two chains. They are not easily broken, and often have pointed ends.
Necklace of Harmonia -- A necklace said to give any woman eternal beauty and youth, but at the cost of being cursed. The curse limits Harmonia's power greatly, and the Chain of Harmony seems to be the extent of her power for now. She cannot remove it for unknown reasons.

Powers/Abilities:
Due to the Necklace of Harmonia, her goddess powers are heavily limited to her chains. She is able to calm and heal people's hearts, but anything that induces more power gets blocked by the necklace. As such she has resigned herself to hezling magic and her chains.

Bio:
Child of Ares and Aphrodite, and one who incurred Hephaestus' wrath--she was given the cursed necklace from him. Despite being a goddess, she was powerless, and ran away to Olympus in shame. Over time, her mother pitied her and urged her to seek out her sister, Antiope, who was believed to possess super human strength and could perhaps break it. She sought and found her, although her strength frightened her a bit. After watching her for a while, she noticed how reckless she was and decided to challenge her to a fight--first one to land a hit would win.
Antiope had laughed, saying she couldn't be beat, and yet a few minutes later she hadn't landed one hit at all.
Harmonia won.
After calming her down, she explained who she was and what she needed. Antiope agreed, although even her strength could not break the necklace. Just as she began to lose hope, she was told to keep trying. Antiope tried one more time, and ended up breaking two jewels off. This gave Harmonia limited access, and even though it wasn't much, it was something.
The two half-sisters have been close ever since.

Herp and Derp are accepted.

 

[King Wolfe]

Hmm. Where is my Kratos template...

 

[Piercing Light]

Kratos is lame

 

[King Wolfe]

Kratos is lame

He's like a reversed Gary Sue except made invulnerable by his main character status. Which is funny because in Greek mythology, Kratos is the personification of power, basically a god of strength.