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Masquerade

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Well hello all. It's been roughly 5 years since my last appearance on these forums and I'm feeling like a battle is required to get me back into this. This will be an open challenge, to any who will take it. Myself and King Naruto, versus whomever decides to join, aye?

Our battlefield? Open Space. Nothing fancy, just enough room for us all to have fun. Template for my character will be posted when I feel enough participants are available. Just don't think this is a simple fight, mmkay? I may be rusty but I'm not brain dead just yet.
 

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Name:
Kita Tavar

Title:
Psion, Mana

Age:
21 with the knowledge of a Old God

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human / Old God after infusion of the Strange One's soul

Appearance;


Personality; Kita is a rather cheery fellow to be with, and very amiable to boot. He has a love for the good life- wild parties, beautiful women, good buddies, and enough alcohol to put down the whole lot of them. He also has a love for a good fight with anyone that's willing to take him on, and although he fights fiercely and as best he can, Kita's always willing to be a good sportsman, regardless of whether he wins or loses. Although he's competitive, he also knows when to tone down his need to prove himself through physical action, and is almost always ready to smooth-talk himself out of a situation if the need arises. Though some of his peers define him as "a little shifty," Kita is a very genuine and all-around good-natured fellow.

Weapon;

Heart's Fate -


Heart's Fate is a gun created from the strongest infusion of magic and steel. This was created by the Strange One after learned his first magic spell. The gun has the ability to channel Kita's magic or psionic powers through the gun for powerful concussive or piercing force. When one pulls the trigger of this gun, it is realized that the gun does not shoot normal bullets at all. Accurate and powerful, Heart's Fate is a powerful firearm. If broken, Kita can reconstitute the gun back to it's original form. This is Kita's most trusty firearm.

Powers:

Psychic -
With his vastness of his own psyche, Kita has not only been shown to block out any and all foreign forces that try to enter his own psyche, but also repel these said forces with the same power that they tried to use to enter. To aid his psychic nature, Kita can send messages through a mental link. By using these same forces, Kita cloaks himself as if he were invisible, and forces upon antagonizing pain via the usage of psionic energy to anyone and everyone. Furthering into the psychic realm, Kita's ability to project himself into astral is not limited to anything, and his physical body is covered in a protective barrier at all times. Furthermore, Kita's mind is so great, it enables him to manifest his greatness into the form of shape shifting solid objects into he desires.

Sorceress -
Via the enchantment given from the The Strange One, Kita's existence in convergence with the mystical realm enables him all access to anything magical. The limits on which he can cast spells is not limited to a certain type. By harnessing these said forces, Kita can summon any kind of creature on the very thought of it. He literally is the embodiment of anything magical, mystical, or otherwise.

Immortality -
Kita's fusing with the soul of the Strange one not only granted him a body of superhuman levels, but being able to withstand most physical damage and not needing rest or any energy reserves. Furthermore, the rate that his body heals is instantaneous.

Armament: Currently unavailable
 

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Name: GMC
Other Names: Gabriel, Gabe
Title: The Nexus
Age: fifteen
Race: Human|Essence/Chi-Conduit
Homeworld: Earth/The Garden

Background
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Gabriel's history is one that rather rich and auspicious following how he was born. Again, he is in close relation to Rayne Angelique Crippen his blood sister and biological twin. Birthing followed by the natural limitations of men, his parents were indeed the same, DMC and WAG. The paternal and caretaker's of both him and his twin sister they were raised in the abode of a small home.

At a young age, around the same time Rayne was discovering gifts of her own, Gabriel was known as 'the center' the epicenter of spirituality that was transcendent of the body and spirit. His essence dubbed 'chi' on earth and ethereal essence in the garden. He can push and pull the natural forces of the planet and influence them even on the astral medium. Having more of Dar's characteristics, his spiritual chi was transient and could flux making him an altar for spirits as well.

In time Gabriel had matured into a adolescent as did his sister. The Nexus was ordained to him from DMC about the same time Rayne was dubbed The Believer. Gabriel had undergone trials within Orsa as he was the first in their family that didn't house or withhold a demiurge.

His relationship with Rayne was a strange one, she was the more tempered and controlled of the duo. Even in their rummaging through different planes of The Garden, she was everywhere. Superior to him in some aspects and Gabriel at times felt as though, it was right. Her evolution stopped at birth, he had that over her, and as his powers expanded with time she always stayed the same, her knowledge however continued.

It was one day when they spun across the old war zone in the lower garden. Where one if not the primary battle of Orsa was to be decided was fought here. They seemed to walked endlessly across the wasteland of decay, torn thirds, seconds, even first where scattered everywhere. In their little hike they came across something strange, a kind of monument or rather petrified statue. It professed a hand to touch a hand. Rayne's interpretive nature flexed her curiosity so she ventured further. Even against Gabriel's persuasion of danger, she touched it.

Her powers of dreams and reality seemed to pour into the statue, reversing the petrification process and taking Rayne's consciousness and locking it off the warzone. Unable to contact Gabriel, the statue rose, flesh and bone. A sentient embodiment of blood. Ricshar. This redheaded menace was encased in stone, by Reforge eon's ago. Had been reanimated by Rayne, in return he locked her from the warzone leaving Gabriel to fight for his life. The boy was only thirteen and still in the testing stages of his abilities.

Forced into conflicted, he braced his fist and went toe to toe with embodiment making great use of his powerful martial arts in combination with the chakras that ebbed through his motions. Ricshar could project essence shelled into physical scales. Effectively as this battle raged, Gabriel's fist were parried by these barrier's containing his chi-based waves. It was a high-speed and physically intense brawl among everything else.

This is where Gabriel learned to fight. Where he learned to release, without fear or hesitation. Defending his life and to protect Rayne, he hyper-evolved his individual essence to coat and ebb off him and tie into his attacks making them much more brutal. A direct strike tying into the essences of the recipient, rippling and distorting internal and external flow, he wore Ricshar down. Until he came with a swift smack to the side of his cheek. Effectively twisting his fist, shattering his barrier formed and cracking that side of his jaw, until he dropped seconds later.

As a result, Gabriel claimed victory. Rayne was able to return to the plane to take her brother home, tired, he let her carry him off.

Since then he's tuned his skills and abilities, and developed a much closer bond with Rayne, or as she calls herself now, "Lady Sera".

Gabriel from there departed from his sister to seek his own means of training. He came across a very powerful individual that manipulated respective energies similar to Gabriel, yet he was so much more refined than the youth. He went by the name of the same name as Gabriel, but he possessed a title known as "The Marshal." Gabriel was woo'd by this first encounter as he found where he'd learned to fight previously would do little to help him in his excursion. As they waged at each other from both sides, Gabriel had been introduced to something not felt since Ricshar's encounter, he felt afraid. As he exuded such power over the elements, affinity all around, his orbs of light with such sweet pahs that escaped as he was being burned alive out of coat of negative emotions.

When he awoke, he'd been cared for. Little pah's that escaped a floating orb of light, and Gabriel saw it for what it was. Feeling that left his chest, the Marshal had let him live and from that confrontation the hopes of one day crossing him again. The young Gabe had inherited the small pah, as he began to reveal that it was an orange scarf. One to which would could be modified into anything he could construct on the inside of his head. Charged with resolve, Gabriel had accepted this and returned to his sister to speak of his travels.

Upon his return, their father Darien, at this time had undergone the many different phases and transitions of his existence. Recently only putting himself back together and in one piece that came well after Apathecres. With his renewed vigor and light, Darien observed the endeavors of his child by placing his hand upon his head and connecting to his experiences. The trail of his essence brought him across a figure, and his dreams were calling for a true mentor to couple with his natural stigma. His father told him that his dreams were attempting to connect him to an infamous sage and ongoing detriment to the omniverse, Mitsukai. More commonly known and addressed as "The Wake" a symbol of cataclysmic and unnatural destruction. It would only make sense, who could teach him more about the roots of energy in its forms to a greater degree than this master of all people.

This was to be his next destination, to seek out and find Mitsukai.
 

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Name: TZC
Other Names: Tyra, Zen
Title: Alluring Ninja
Age: 4 years old
Race: Human Alter
Home world: The Garden/Earth

Appearance: Tyra Zenith has a child form as her age entails, standing about little over four feet tall with a dainty poise to her that demands attention…mainly because she just so happens to be an overly adorable little girl in every sense, something that probably has to do with her attunements to the physical plane and allows her to grow in perfection in that aspect. Her heterochromatic eyes leaves one a lovely yellow and the other a deep shade of pink, both which catch the light(or darkness) and can easily transfix one with a simple stare.

Other things about her looks that usually catch attention would be her angled eyes, but even more so, her hair. There is quite a bit of it and it cascades down her shoulders and back, but even as long as it appears, doesn’t ever touch the ground. A luscious crimson coloring with underlying hues of a deeper red give her hair the look of mist at times, but on a constant if her hair is not viewed directly it seems alive, each specific strand of hair building off the next and flowing like liquid fire.

Origin.
At some point in time after Ty Dex and Salforge had battled and like usual beaten each other down to the point where they didn't bother to continue, years passed and on his search for freedom and exactly the kind of pleasures that would grant his empty heart full; Ty Dex came upon Salforge in a place that he'd not been to before, but eve within that right, seemed very familiar. Upon talking to Salforge whom was not only his best friend, but furthermore the only entity that understood him, even beyond that of Reforge or any of the others, Ty Dex admitted that his only love was for Salforge, though the name didn't do his friend of the past any bit of justice.

"Dar. You know that I care, but I don't have it in me anymore to express that in a way that is fit for what I WANT to express." That was all he really could say and following those short words, Ty Dex gave his heart up to Salforge, allowing it to be taken in and grafted to Salforge in a way that it would always be safe and Salforge would always know how close Ty Dex was to him.

Shortly afterward a simple yet radiant glow intensified where Ty Dex's heart had been and within seconds he held new life in his hands, a baby that was the life and joy of Ty Dex, but sadly not Salforge as he'd already left the scene. "I'll name you Tyra Zenith." Not even a year later, Tyra had already learned to speak and within months after that she was running and jumping and fighting...absorbing everything that she came into contact with and acknowledging as a whole just what came about her.

"Daddy, I'm obviously different, but just how so?? Am I like Reforge?? No, but something is just wrong about the growth." Ty Dex didn't really respond to this but rather took Tyra out into the Garden's dead zone, an ara where many people went as they either began to expire or wanted to travel to an abstract area of Orsa, largely inaccessible in any other form. It was here that Tyra obtained the nickname "Alluring Ninja" and also began to gather more intense understanding of her potency in directing the very force of knowledge itself, first building upon her physical aspects and within weeks obtaining unbelievable control of the physical nature itself. She bridged this into a path to also become an aether agent, making her control of both the physical and spiritual viable.

At her current age of four years, Tyra Zenith still continues to fill her desire for knowledge, but now will simple battle anybody that she deems exciting and inside of her own mind she sees is full of virtues or knowledge that she has yet to acquire…

Armaments:
Kimens- Light maybe?? Life possibly?? Its an open question in regards to Tyra's clothing, it looks like a silky material and it changes shades often enough, but the framework goes ever so deeper. By covering the extent of her even when not visible Kimens extends outward like a wash of decay rendering on a shifting scale anyone near her off balance physically, but keeps going to also throw off other notions of force that foes might use or sustain.

Hayley's Comet- A sheath strapped to Tyra's back that is about three feet long, being nearly as long as she is tall with a dull white handle sticking out from the top. Only those whom have conquered the death or at least stemmed their being from the traces of spiritual collapse can see Hayley's Comet if drawn. All others see specs of bright red and a deep shimmering brown across their vision. The extension of this weapon cuts, slices and defends on every plane; even those declared as detached, but as grafts a dangerous and active flux to repulse and repel moving weapons of most types on a constant.
 

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Name: Seraphiel

The name originates, and means "Leader of Seraphim." The true name behind this man lies twisted in his mind, and only two other people know the truth of his past, and his present. The name, is something unknown, yet he responds to this, and one other name...

Age: Dating back to existance itself, with one rebirth. (In bio)

Gender: Male you fool!

Homeworld: If the Heavens could be considered a world, this is where he was born.

Appearence: The appearence of Seraphiel has changed through time, slightly, yet difference is something clear. His eyes, a dark red, while his hair, was a dark black. Variously, his hair and eyes change. His eyes change from red to silver, while his hair changes from black, to a white. This occurs randomly, and due to the random changes, he was cursed. One eye, permanent red, and the other, silver. His hair remains unchanged, hanging down so it just touches his brow. Being born into the heavens, you'd think he'd have a much more light, and gentle feel, but his intentions were too dark for an appearence such as this, and he was cursed with a dark appearence. The only strange thing on his face is his eyes, and nothing else.

His body is even stranger. Pale, no, completely white is his skin color. His body is average in everything, yet his build is mostly muscle, yet not in an overgrown way. He rarely trains his body to keep it in fit, yet with his constant movement, and his actions, he ends up remaining rather skinny. On his stomache, something like a tatoo streches across. It looks like a black flame, yet it is on an angle. This, is a curse, which demolished any power he had, until he regained a greater portion of it. His back, has two wings, completely black extending out. Above and below the area where his wings are, are scars, of where his other four wings once were.

On each wing, there is a marking in red ink. Every single feather has something written on it. Markings, curses, prophecies, nothing is clear, yet there is a hidden meaning. Exploiting it, is something only Seraphiel can do. The language is one he created, since he created sound as we know it. Each of these markings though, have a very deep meaning, that revolves around only one thing, a certain type of power, or perhaps manipulation. Or...could these markings be plans for something?

On his person, there is a loose shirt, sleeveless, with two openings on his back, where, naturally, his wings slip through. He wears a casual pair of jeans to fit in with his now human enviornment. His left ear is pierced with a loop earing, and on one of his hands is a ring, stating he is still married to the one whom he loves the most. Around his neck, is a necklace which he lets hand loose. The chain is platinum, and was given to him by a person who he holds sacred, one of the few who actually helped him during his banishment.

On his arms, there are two things only, bracelets. Ordinary? Far from it. They attached into his body, deep into his soul. They connect straight from his arm to the soul. Hanging from each bracelet is a bell, one which symbolizes the meaning, the fear which should be stricken into anyone. The master of sound. These bells, unlike ordinary ones, are sealed completely, inclosed so no sound escapes, due to the lack of no ball and string hanging on the inside of the bells. No sound comes out whatsoever, unless you know how to make the sound come out.

Weapons/Abilities: Seraphiel has no definite weapons. Many people who know him, suggest he has some sort of weapon that is completely invisible to the eye. Something that doesn't exist on any plane, yet that is not true. His weapon, is something very clear, but the word weapon is a word used too loosely. On each of his wrists, he has a bracelet with a bell, that is his weapon. Yes, what can a bell do? That is something you might ask, yet, the manipulation of it is for only the greater knowledge. The few who know it, know the creator, and have all knowledge, yet that few is four people.

The creator of these bells was the devil himself. When Seraphiel was banished to hell from God himself, a radiated sound came out of his body, leaded to the destruction of hell. Satan himself created two bracelets, and attatched them to each of Seraphiel's arms, and a link instantly bonded them to his soul. It was here, when Satan created another hell, which was much more fortified, and ready for any attack on it. The bells have no definate weakness, yet as long as sound exists, they exist. If the bells ever are destroyed, somehow, the sound will radiate out of Serapiel once more, leading to the destruction of anything in his path.

With these bells, is another ability. Since they are attached to his soul, and exist as long as sound does, they are a manifestation. This manifest is connected directly to him, making it so as long as sound exists he does, yet once the bond is broken between them, his power will increase, since it isn't completely sealed within his soul. The chains which connect the bells to his soul make it so his power is limited, yet even that is enough to conquer anything in his path.

The true poweress of Seraphiel, is manipulation. By hitting a bell, or by even talking, he can manipulate the sound in the entire Omniverse, yet in small portions due to the seal. This manipulation can be used in various ways, since he has various knowledge of just about everything. Brute strength is something he lacks, yet intelligence and power are something he has a plentiful amount of. With the power he posesses, he plans on going on more step higher, trying to reach a permanent immortality. He is halved from doing this, yet he pushes, and is in search of an item, an item he can use to kill 'God' the overlord of the heaven.

Bio: This dudes pretty swell.

Alright, as anyone might remember, this is a template of around 5 years old. I'd like to rework it after the holiday, or perhaps invent a new character, but for the time being, I figured I might as well put SOMETHING up for all ya.
 

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Blue City Sector 12: Planet Siglur
Many have seen the opposite City of this one if they've wandered or were invited into Orsa's boundaries. Red City which takes up a large majority of the planet is much different from Blue City. A shift in the dimensional bonds of Siglur rippled across Blue City, causing it to take a leap in time, creating a place where technology is more abundant than anything. The entire city is roughly half the size of Red City, but that still makes it the size of a familiar place like Africa.

The entirety of Blue City is broken down into many sectors, technology allowing innovations to bridge the sectors together over icy platforms and the ocean of liquid naught in between. Sector 12 in particular is known for riots, rampages and experimentation using naught on many creatures. Though the sector looks like it is in good shape, more often than not escapes of creatures and people alike from labs the hustle of a metropolis lifestyle.
 

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Name: William Gilderoy Chronos III
Other Names: The Mask, Time Shadow, Death's Hat
Title: Clockwork
Age: Unknown
Race: Crossian
Home world: (William) Crossia, (Clockwork) Keyblade Graveyard

Background
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William started his journey when a strange dying man in a mask and cloak appeared to him on his twelfth birthday. The tall man limped over to him, and said, "I am the Keyblade Master, Clockwork, and now, so are you." as he whispered this, the tall man pulled out an magnificent Keyblade, of a rustic orange-gold color, with the shapes of various gears and clocks. Without warning, he then thrust the blade into Will's chest, and turned it, like one would unlock a door.
"It is done he said", and then he fell to the ground, and died, leaving behind the Keyblade, which will named Gearworks.
He grew up to become the most talented Soul Weapon wielder in his academy, The Soul Weapon User Academy (SWUA). He, and his weapon Gearworks, sailed through the courses with ease, and perfected their techniques together early on. He not only learned how to use Gearworks' power over time to his best advantage, but he also learned several Specialty attacks, like his most famous one, Times Twelve Strike. He eventually graduated at the top of his class when he was only Sixteen (the average student graduates at eighteen), and ended up becoming a general in the Crossian Army's melee weapon division.
He fought in many wars, but one specifically changed his life forever. The Third war of The Keyblade Graveyard had begun to wane. It was between Crossia, Bovhemania, and all 7 of The Masked clans in The Rimward Sector of the Rim. William fought valiantly on the front lines against the Bovherites and the various masked killers, but he lost most of his comrades, friends, and hope.
He had pushed back The entirety of the Third clan with Gearworks, and fought his way to the general, who had a mask of pure white, and hollow, ever-staring black eyes, with a black grin. They fought each other upon a pillar of earth. Each of the gave devastating blows to their opponent. Will noticed a gap in The Generals defenses, and lunged for it. After a swift exchange of swipes and fury, The General was backed to the edge of the pillar.
William prepared for his Times Twelve Strike, but as he lifted his keyblade into the air, and lowered his guard, The general stabbed at his head with his dark katana "Vulcan," and scarred Will forever. William backed up a few paces, and then froze time around the general. He used all of his energy and magic to unleash a keyblade fury, not only slicing thrugh him with Gearworks, but also using every magic attack that he had.
The general fell defeated, and William fell, the only thing gained was a scar that covered his face. Two months had passed, and the war was over, but the battlefield was still bloodied, and littered with bodies and dead soul weapons. William awoke, and to his amazement, was not in Hell. He looked around, The General's mask, and placed it on his own face. He was no longer Keyblade Master William Gilderoy Chronos III, but he was now Keyblade Master Clockwork.


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