Post by Kirikami on Jan 10, 2010 0:19:36 GMT -5
Name: Azrael Croix Crowely
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Description:
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Powers:
Reality Manipulation: To a small-medium degree. Azrael can manipulate reality. This can be as simple as turning water into another substance, or as complex of shifting the form of matter (Or even creating matter/energy, or redirecting, or ceasing it away from existence, the latter is far harder to accomplish than the former. This affects quasi-physical things like telekinesis and the like as well). This also relates to general reality, like the color of his hair and other things (Though his hair was shifted white by the experimentation). For example, he could shift a lead pipe into a steel sword. Because of this he's generally able to defend himself from energy attacks, and it is why he's a top dog in the rebellion. As with any extraordinary power it comes at a cost, mental and/or physical energy, depending on which he has excess of. It takes more energy to use a larger sort of manipulation.
Other Skills: Improvisation, and a master of tactical and technical improvisation. He's also a poet, or at least he thinks himself to be in some sort of way. Other than that he seems to have a good ability to use his body efficiently, and thus has learned close quarters combat, and various forms of blade fighting as well as ranged weaponry.
Personality: Seemingly enigmatic, at one point he's as jolly as a jelly bean, and at other times he can be as morbid and macabre as ever. He tends to think in riddles, or, in very complicated metaphors and such. He considers himself poetic, no matter who else might think otherwise.
(General Canonical) History:
Graduated from High school at the top of his class, he was a very eccentric student. He seemed lost in his own poetic world, where he was the grand designer of everything. It was that evening which he found out that his 'adoptive' mother was a part of the experiment from years ago, as well as himself, and that was why she never left their apartment (She worked via internet linkup).
That night the apartment complex exploded, he found himself wrapped up in his own world, protected from the explosion in his own little bubble. His poet verses weaved miracles before him, and his emotions strung the harp which played the melody of his existence. He felt pronounced, and he explored this new version of himself until he realized his mother was caught up in the explosion. It was that this point he vowed revenge.
As the years passed, the attempts at his life and his services made him even more weary, he wasn't allowed to be free in his own reality and he wished to share his world with his mother. He fights for his freedom, and to create his vision of reality, hoping that one day he could bring his mother back to life and into his new envisioned world. He tells no one about this ambition. He also seeks answers as to who his real parents were and why they left him at the institute, if on purpose at all.
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Description:
i452.photobucket.com/albums/qq242/tetsanokirikami/dgrayman1.jpg
Powers:
Reality Manipulation: To a small-medium degree. Azrael can manipulate reality. This can be as simple as turning water into another substance, or as complex of shifting the form of matter (Or even creating matter/energy, or redirecting, or ceasing it away from existence, the latter is far harder to accomplish than the former. This affects quasi-physical things like telekinesis and the like as well). This also relates to general reality, like the color of his hair and other things (Though his hair was shifted white by the experimentation). For example, he could shift a lead pipe into a steel sword. Because of this he's generally able to defend himself from energy attacks, and it is why he's a top dog in the rebellion. As with any extraordinary power it comes at a cost, mental and/or physical energy, depending on which he has excess of. It takes more energy to use a larger sort of manipulation.
Other Skills: Improvisation, and a master of tactical and technical improvisation. He's also a poet, or at least he thinks himself to be in some sort of way. Other than that he seems to have a good ability to use his body efficiently, and thus has learned close quarters combat, and various forms of blade fighting as well as ranged weaponry.
Personality: Seemingly enigmatic, at one point he's as jolly as a jelly bean, and at other times he can be as morbid and macabre as ever. He tends to think in riddles, or, in very complicated metaphors and such. He considers himself poetic, no matter who else might think otherwise.
(General Canonical) History:
Graduated from High school at the top of his class, he was a very eccentric student. He seemed lost in his own poetic world, where he was the grand designer of everything. It was that evening which he found out that his 'adoptive' mother was a part of the experiment from years ago, as well as himself, and that was why she never left their apartment (She worked via internet linkup).
That night the apartment complex exploded, he found himself wrapped up in his own world, protected from the explosion in his own little bubble. His poet verses weaved miracles before him, and his emotions strung the harp which played the melody of his existence. He felt pronounced, and he explored this new version of himself until he realized his mother was caught up in the explosion. It was that this point he vowed revenge.
As the years passed, the attempts at his life and his services made him even more weary, he wasn't allowed to be free in his own reality and he wished to share his world with his mother. He fights for his freedom, and to create his vision of reality, hoping that one day he could bring his mother back to life and into his new envisioned world. He tells no one about this ambition. He also seeks answers as to who his real parents were and why they left him at the institute, if on purpose at all.
