Post by Jorlaxl on Jan 25, 2013 20:11:02 GMT -5
:Name: Mori
:Race: Majin Demon
:Gender:Male
:Age:Physically, 46. Mentally, 6.
:Aura color: Dark Blue hue. (Rhyme time!)
:Appearance:
Ughhh, there's no creative majins out there.
:Techniques:
:Starting Planet: Marvok
:History: Marvok, a place of hidden undiscovery and mystery. A place where shapeshifters rule. The planet was peaceful on this fateful day, one that will change the planet's security forever... Deep in his underground lab, Dr. Phauran was madly at work, long since descended into madness. The years are clearly visible on his lined face, and exhaustion would have taken him days ago if not for the medication that kept him going, its packages long since strewn about the floor. Yes, he was at it again, this old, decrepit doctor. His previous invention, the red engine, was weak. Yes, this will be a much... more ambitious experiment.
Jorlaxl, the bio-android. The even mention of his name brought bile to the Doctor's mouth. The greatest success... and also the biggest failure. The doctor's machinations of evil intent was wasted on the biological creation, who was even incapable of thought when he was complete. He had to install a microchip into his creations' head, just to think. Grimacing, Pharaun put in the yawned, putting down the ancient text before him. This would kill him, he was sure. However, if he was to see his creation just once before the sweet embrace of death took him...
Closing his eyes, he spoke the words that were inscribed into the text, as well as the ones that he memorized. The words that burned into his mind. He has waited years for this moment. 60 long years of magic, and another 6 of mind training, this being would be the real deal. "soratn neruok majin syett." The first part of the incantation complete, the doctor beheld what his madness has created. A child-looking shape, pink and fresh as only a virgin to corruption could be. Breathing slowly, the being's head rose up gradually, seeing through sightless eyes.
Ah, yes. Motor functions are excellent. Now, let us bestow the senses upon my beautiful child.
"Bippt nweri, bovha slo. Sehn nova turok." Blinking, the creation's eyes saw for the first time, and it began to look around, observing through the senses of a newborn, sharp and curious. Standing up precariously, the one Pharaun called Mori spoke for the first time. "What have you done, dadda?"
Smiling, the doctor bent low to hug his creation. His eyes grew foggy, not from tears but from his failing organs. It seems the magic he created drained the vigor from him almost completely. "Why... I created you, of course. Now... let me finish the incantation, for you to be bound to my will..." Eyes glistening, the creature began to take a few steps back tepidly.
"Daddy... what do you mean?"
Hushing his creation, the scientist began to speak again. "Somnivori, tornuriz..." Coughing, the scientist doubled over, wincing. "Zirunrot, ir-" Collapsing, Pharaun could only sputter and gasp, attempting to finish the words that would change Mori's life. bending over to attempt to help his father, the one named Mori could only cry over his dying fathers' body, completely unaware of the evil intent he planned. Waiting until the body was little more than that, the majin walked on unsteady legs outside, experiencing the vast world of Namek, an unknown dimension for him. This soul was pure and impressionable. What would become of Mori?
:Items:
200x Zenie
2x Senzu Beans
1x One-Use Space Pod
:Race: Majin Demon
:Gender:Male
:Age:Physically, 46. Mentally, 6.
:Aura color: Dark Blue hue. (Rhyme time!)
:Appearance:
Ughhh, there's no creative majins out there.
:Techniques:
- Eraser Cannon: It is a large, powerful Ki blast shot from the mouth, and can cause destruction in a very large radius when it hits.
- Bukujutsu- flying, yo.
- Bakuhatsuha: By raising two fingers, the user of this attack can create a large explosion that will totally decimate the surrounding area or the ground under an opponent.
:Starting Planet: Marvok
:History: Marvok, a place of hidden undiscovery and mystery. A place where shapeshifters rule. The planet was peaceful on this fateful day, one that will change the planet's security forever... Deep in his underground lab, Dr. Phauran was madly at work, long since descended into madness. The years are clearly visible on his lined face, and exhaustion would have taken him days ago if not for the medication that kept him going, its packages long since strewn about the floor. Yes, he was at it again, this old, decrepit doctor. His previous invention, the red engine, was weak. Yes, this will be a much... more ambitious experiment.
Jorlaxl, the bio-android. The even mention of his name brought bile to the Doctor's mouth. The greatest success... and also the biggest failure. The doctor's machinations of evil intent was wasted on the biological creation, who was even incapable of thought when he was complete. He had to install a microchip into his creations' head, just to think. Grimacing, Pharaun put in the yawned, putting down the ancient text before him. This would kill him, he was sure. However, if he was to see his creation just once before the sweet embrace of death took him...
Closing his eyes, he spoke the words that were inscribed into the text, as well as the ones that he memorized. The words that burned into his mind. He has waited years for this moment. 60 long years of magic, and another 6 of mind training, this being would be the real deal. "soratn neruok majin syett." The first part of the incantation complete, the doctor beheld what his madness has created. A child-looking shape, pink and fresh as only a virgin to corruption could be. Breathing slowly, the being's head rose up gradually, seeing through sightless eyes.
Ah, yes. Motor functions are excellent. Now, let us bestow the senses upon my beautiful child.
"Bippt nweri, bovha slo. Sehn nova turok." Blinking, the creation's eyes saw for the first time, and it began to look around, observing through the senses of a newborn, sharp and curious. Standing up precariously, the one Pharaun called Mori spoke for the first time. "What have you done, dadda?"
Smiling, the doctor bent low to hug his creation. His eyes grew foggy, not from tears but from his failing organs. It seems the magic he created drained the vigor from him almost completely. "Why... I created you, of course. Now... let me finish the incantation, for you to be bound to my will..." Eyes glistening, the creature began to take a few steps back tepidly.
"Daddy... what do you mean?"
Hushing his creation, the scientist began to speak again. "Somnivori, tornuriz..." Coughing, the scientist doubled over, wincing. "Zirunrot, ir-" Collapsing, Pharaun could only sputter and gasp, attempting to finish the words that would change Mori's life. bending over to attempt to help his father, the one named Mori could only cry over his dying fathers' body, completely unaware of the evil intent he planned. Waiting until the body was little more than that, the majin walked on unsteady legs outside, experiencing the vast world of Namek, an unknown dimension for him. This soul was pure and impressionable. What would become of Mori?
:Items:
200x Zenie
2x Senzu Beans
1x One-Use Space Pod
Jorlaxl, master of crane.
