Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2013 11:38:45 GMT -5
:Name: Allistair
:Race: Makaioshin
:Gender: male
:Age: 1,200 years old (he's an old mother trucker)
:Aura color: Crimson
:Appearance:
Transformations: Makaioken :
Scythe:
:Techniques:
:Starting Planet: Earth
:History: Allistair had been staying on the planet Earth for some time now. Almost eight hundred years to be exact. He honed his skills through rigorous training. Although it wouldn't look like it. He has a slender yet muscular frame. His pale grey skin makes him look as if he were a cadaver, not only that, but the dark circles that highlight his deep silver eyes. His hair is updated from his old style. He used to tie it up in a tight ponytail resembling a samurais, but he decided against that because it seemed that every-time he fought, his enemies would go for his lengthy, multicolored hair.
Allistair originally came from Heaven, being born a Kaioshin and being raised one. He became tired of just watching the days pass by, doing nothing but watching over the weak humans that wandered around Earth with no purpose, but to procreate more useless beings. Allistair rebelled and was condemned to live as a makaioshin. He resented his former allies and the way they mocked the new realm he dwelled within "It's mockingly stupid"
[/color] he would tell the other demons. He did not understand how they allowed themselves to be made fun of so easily. He blamed his misfortunes on the Kaioshins. His intense hatred for them fueled his training. Forcing himself to work until he literally fell to the ground exhausted. Now being a demon Allistair set a new goal, to destroy the very beings he was nearly destined to protect, the humans. :Race: Makaioshin
:Gender: male
:Age: 1,200 years old (he's an old mother trucker)
:Aura color: Crimson
:Appearance:
Transformations: Makaioken :
Scythe:
:Techniques:
[* Wicked Wing: Allistair formed this power through sending his Ki to shoot out of his back creating wicked red wings. His energy was naturally red, crimson, like blood. They also acted like a sword. The wings are capable of slicing through opponents. But, the catch with this attack is that it drains nearly all of his energy. This is due to physically pushing it out of his body in order to use it.
:Starting Planet: Earth
:History: Allistair had been staying on the planet Earth for some time now. Almost eight hundred years to be exact. He honed his skills through rigorous training. Although it wouldn't look like it. He has a slender yet muscular frame. His pale grey skin makes him look as if he were a cadaver, not only that, but the dark circles that highlight his deep silver eyes. His hair is updated from his old style. He used to tie it up in a tight ponytail resembling a samurais, but he decided against that because it seemed that every-time he fought, his enemies would go for his lengthy, multicolored hair.
Allistair originally came from Heaven, being born a Kaioshin and being raised one. He became tired of just watching the days pass by, doing nothing but watching over the weak humans that wandered around Earth with no purpose, but to procreate more useless beings. Allistair rebelled and was condemned to live as a makaioshin. He resented his former allies and the way they mocked the new realm he dwelled within "It's mockingly stupid"
"Useless, all of them useless..." growled furiously. Whilst training, discovered his technique, Iron Nails. He thought back to a time where the humans were afraid of the dead coming back to life. They would nail down the coffin lids in hopes that the dead would not escape their presumed permanent graves. He tested this technique on some unwilling subjects, from which he ate after. The iron taste of blood satisfied him deeply. He licked his fingers clean afterwards.
A newer power he learned, Fallen Angel, made the humans afraid of him. A wicked smile would spread across his face when he faced his enemies. He learned how to hypnotize his enemies into thinking that he was a wicked winged beast. They would become dissoriented by the supposed creature leaving Allistair enough time to attack before his opponent made their next move. [/center]
Based off of this power Allistair also found another new attack move, Wicked Wing. He found he could generally used this attack whenever he wished, but it came at a price. He was always physically drained afterwards. The first time he used this attack he was bedridden for close to several months. Despite all of this, Allistair continued to practice this attack. He practiced well enough so that he is only now incompasitated for several days after using it.
Typical of Allistair, being viewed as an angel of death by the humans, so he is often seen with a scythe that he typically uses in battles. It's a double sided scythe with a red blade (there seems to be a pattern here with red) and a black handle. This particular scythe is Allistair's most prized possession. He keeps this scythe well kept. It shines, until blood is spread across it like a crimson blanket. It is talked among the humans that Allistair's scythe sucks the blood of it's victims, because once the victim is killed the blood sinks into the scythe. Allistair laughs at this for the blood only blends into the scythe, because of its similar color.
All in all Allistair has earned a bloodthirsty reputation, a wicked one at that.
All in all Allistair has earned a bloodthirsty reputation, a wicked one at that.
:Items:
200x Zenie
2x Senzu Beans
1x One-Use Space Pod
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