The long-awaited showdown between Jezza and Cody has arrived.
TEMPLATE
Name
Semos Onah
Age
Late 20's to mid 30's
Gender
Male
Appearance
Semos is the kind of guy you think you'd know. He has an average look to him. Beyond average almost. His hair is a simple black color, and is short and spiked. He has a band t-shirt on, his eyes are dark, he wears earrings, a studded bracelet, and even skinny jeans. He's your typical rocker-punk. Acts like it too. However looks can be deceiving.
Bio
Gentle murmurs carried from the young man's lips. Twin earbuds were planted in his ears, and the music from them was loud enough to be slightly heard by standing nearby. The music was not something sophisticated or nice however. In fact, it was almost the complete opposite. As the beat carried itself like a bird taking flight, the young man's wrists flicked as if striking the heads of a drum kit. The intricacies of the song was nothing to an experienced musician such as he.
The man was on his trip back home after a local concert. The band was fine, but as most local bands are, was nothing compared to his particular favorites. The night air was fresh, and the entire world seemed to beckon him to keep walking. He passed his apartment building, on purpose. The song wasn't over yet. After this one, he'd go back.
As the final chorus reached it's crescendo, the young one turned around. The base of his foot landed on a small orb however, the rest of his body giving way to gravity. He landed hard, and quickly recovered that which had cause the accident. It was metal, and had one glowing portion. he just knew what to do. He touched it. Immediately, his life was forgotten, his name missing, and everything was changed, never to return to the way things once were.
Abilities
Semos has no direct abilities whatsoever. He has the strength and speed of a normal human being.
Weapon
Now Semos' weapon is where his true power lies. His weapon is called the "A.R.C." Both the origins, and full functions are lost in the folds of time, yet Semos knows everything about it. The device is a small ball, small enough to fit into someone's pocket. When activated by thought, Semos' entire being is sucked inside. Astral form, physical form, spiritual form is all inside. Then, whatever it is that was the target is let out of the ball, as the ball fades into disexistance like Semos. This is done to protect the weapon from outside forces. The target that was chosen is then controlled by Semos, yet retains personality traits.
.:Rules:.
No GMing, PPing, or any other such bs.
Judges word is law.
Location is upto ∞
???
Profit!
.:Restrictions:.
Characters cannot be on the giant omniversal destroying scale. More anime/Video game scale.
.:Judges:.
Prophet
No GMing, PPing, or any other such bs.
Judges word is law.
Location is upto ∞
???
Profit!
.:Restrictions:.
Characters cannot be on the giant omniversal destroying scale. More anime/Video game scale.
.:Judges:.
Prophet
TEMPLATE
Name
Semos Onah
Age
Late 20's to mid 30's
Gender
Male
Appearance
Semos is the kind of guy you think you'd know. He has an average look to him. Beyond average almost. His hair is a simple black color, and is short and spiked. He has a band t-shirt on, his eyes are dark, he wears earrings, a studded bracelet, and even skinny jeans. He's your typical rocker-punk. Acts like it too. However looks can be deceiving.
Bio
Gentle murmurs carried from the young man's lips. Twin earbuds were planted in his ears, and the music from them was loud enough to be slightly heard by standing nearby. The music was not something sophisticated or nice however. In fact, it was almost the complete opposite. As the beat carried itself like a bird taking flight, the young man's wrists flicked as if striking the heads of a drum kit. The intricacies of the song was nothing to an experienced musician such as he.
The man was on his trip back home after a local concert. The band was fine, but as most local bands are, was nothing compared to his particular favorites. The night air was fresh, and the entire world seemed to beckon him to keep walking. He passed his apartment building, on purpose. The song wasn't over yet. After this one, he'd go back.
As the final chorus reached it's crescendo, the young one turned around. The base of his foot landed on a small orb however, the rest of his body giving way to gravity. He landed hard, and quickly recovered that which had cause the accident. It was metal, and had one glowing portion. he just knew what to do. He touched it. Immediately, his life was forgotten, his name missing, and everything was changed, never to return to the way things once were.
Abilities
Semos has no direct abilities whatsoever. He has the strength and speed of a normal human being.
Weapon
Now Semos' weapon is where his true power lies. His weapon is called the "A.R.C." Both the origins, and full functions are lost in the folds of time, yet Semos knows everything about it. The device is a small ball, small enough to fit into someone's pocket. When activated by thought, Semos' entire being is sucked inside. Astral form, physical form, spiritual form is all inside. Then, whatever it is that was the target is let out of the ball, as the ball fades into disexistance like Semos. This is done to protect the weapon from outside forces. The target that was chosen is then controlled by Semos, yet retains personality traits.
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