Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2013 0:20:42 GMT -5
Name: Sylvester
Race: Was Human, turned Makaioshin
Gender: The manliest of men
Age: He has been lost in hell for far too long to remember such a thing
Aura Colour: A dark hue of red
Appearance:
Human:
First Transformation:
Techniques:
Bukujutsu: The ability to fly with one's Ki.
Ki No Tsurugi: A Ki beam that shoots out somewhat as an extension of the hand and can be swung and stabbed to cut or pierce enemies. (For my Makai 4th technique, I would like it if in Shiroi form I could grow the double sided blades with shields, as seen in the picture)
Telekinesis: Can move objects with his mind, grows stronger as he does
History:
The story of Sylvester starts out of earth. Sylvester was a fisherman, he lived a simply life. Every day he went out to the ocean, fished, came back in, sold until he made a profit, ate the rest, and then repeated the next day. Some days he wished for more, so much more. Then all of a sudden the fish began to die out. A violent plague struck the oceans. All the fish would be not safe to eat, and all who did ended up dying. Without a job, Prometheus lost his home, his money, everything he had, even his boat. He stayed on the street from then on out, dying slowly of starvation.
One day, on a cold dark night, while crying himself to sleep, in anger he sprung up and screamed to the heavens and to hell that he needed help, and he begged for it. A rising heat could be felt behind him. Then he turned and saw a man surrounded in flames, with a large grin on his face. “You must have called, no needed for names, I already know yours, and word on the street is you need help, so the deal is I can grant you any wish of your dreams.” Sylvester was shocked by the man, he fell down to the ground. He thought about it though, and he needed him.
“What’s the catch?” The man in flames laughed for a while before clearing his breath. “You only get it for ten years.” “What happens then?” "Well then you come with me.” “Come with you where?” The demon pulled a large book from his bag. “Don’t worry, everything is explained in the contract, just write your wish here, and signature here, and everything will be done.” Sylvester took the man’s pen and wrote down. ‘I want to have all the riches in the world.’ Then he signed it and began to read the contract, but the man shut the book. “Deals on my friend, sorry but hell has many orders and I am a busy man.” Then the man flashed in a burst of flames.
~9 Years, 364 Days Later~
Sylvester was enjoying the good life. He was living in the greatest mansion his country had to offer, with beautiful woman, even with the world’s first Jacuzzi. Just when he thought everything was fine, a fire started in the kitchen, when the maid tried to put it out, it would not go, in fact it grew bigger. Sylvester knew what it was. He told everyone to leave, everyone. When they did, the man of flames jumped out of the fire. “My my, you sure have made quite a name for yourself, thanks to me of course, but now it’s time to go.” A portal then opened behind him, engulfing his house in flames, leading into the depths of hell.
“But I don’t want to go, please!” The Demon grabbed Sylvester by the neck and threw him in, laughing as they fell down to the ground. Inside was much different. There was pain and suffering everywhere he looked. The demon walked away, but said a few words. “By the way, you are a demon now, not human. I bet you can feel the darkness flowing into your heart, I suggest you embrace it before it consumes you and kills you.” Then he walked away. Prometheus was unsure if he would ever see him again, but he hoped not. What he said though was right, he could feel himself growing in a strange way, an evil way.
~Hundreds Of Years Later~
Sylvester has changed. His power grew as he trained, he even unlocked the first transformation a demon has, and taught himself some techniques, and grew his wings. Hell had changed him, he keep to himself more, and liked to be by himself, but now he craved the outside world, and escape. He knew there had to be a way out, and he was going to get to it. He distanced himself far, far away from where he lived, exploring the depths of hell until finding the portal to the outside, this once lead to Namek. That’s when he saw the same demon he knew from his past, the one that brought him here.
He used the portals to sign the contracts, and to make it back into hell. This was his way out. He sprinted over to him as he opened the portal and grabbed onto him as he flew through. They both landed hard on the Namekian ground. “YOU FOOL, you could have just got my fired!” Prometheus was sick of this scum, he grabbed him by the throat with his left hand, and with his right arm, he created a Ki blade, and drove it threw his neck, then threw him away. Then he made his way to the nearest village.
Starting Items:
2 Senzu’s
200 Zeni
Hades's blade, which he picked up during his time in hell
Race: Was Human, turned Makaioshin
Gender: The manliest of men
Age: He has been lost in hell for far too long to remember such a thing
Aura Colour: A dark hue of red
Appearance:
Human:
First Transformation:
Techniques:
Bukujutsu: The ability to fly with one's Ki.
Ki No Tsurugi: A Ki beam that shoots out somewhat as an extension of the hand and can be swung and stabbed to cut or pierce enemies. (For my Makai 4th technique, I would like it if in Shiroi form I could grow the double sided blades with shields, as seen in the picture)
Telekinesis: Can move objects with his mind, grows stronger as he does
History:
The story of Sylvester starts out of earth. Sylvester was a fisherman, he lived a simply life. Every day he went out to the ocean, fished, came back in, sold until he made a profit, ate the rest, and then repeated the next day. Some days he wished for more, so much more. Then all of a sudden the fish began to die out. A violent plague struck the oceans. All the fish would be not safe to eat, and all who did ended up dying. Without a job, Prometheus lost his home, his money, everything he had, even his boat. He stayed on the street from then on out, dying slowly of starvation.
One day, on a cold dark night, while crying himself to sleep, in anger he sprung up and screamed to the heavens and to hell that he needed help, and he begged for it. A rising heat could be felt behind him. Then he turned and saw a man surrounded in flames, with a large grin on his face. “You must have called, no needed for names, I already know yours, and word on the street is you need help, so the deal is I can grant you any wish of your dreams.” Sylvester was shocked by the man, he fell down to the ground. He thought about it though, and he needed him.
“What’s the catch?” The man in flames laughed for a while before clearing his breath. “You only get it for ten years.” “What happens then?” "Well then you come with me.” “Come with you where?” The demon pulled a large book from his bag. “Don’t worry, everything is explained in the contract, just write your wish here, and signature here, and everything will be done.” Sylvester took the man’s pen and wrote down. ‘I want to have all the riches in the world.’ Then he signed it and began to read the contract, but the man shut the book. “Deals on my friend, sorry but hell has many orders and I am a busy man.” Then the man flashed in a burst of flames.
~9 Years, 364 Days Later~
Sylvester was enjoying the good life. He was living in the greatest mansion his country had to offer, with beautiful woman, even with the world’s first Jacuzzi. Just when he thought everything was fine, a fire started in the kitchen, when the maid tried to put it out, it would not go, in fact it grew bigger. Sylvester knew what it was. He told everyone to leave, everyone. When they did, the man of flames jumped out of the fire. “My my, you sure have made quite a name for yourself, thanks to me of course, but now it’s time to go.” A portal then opened behind him, engulfing his house in flames, leading into the depths of hell.
“But I don’t want to go, please!” The Demon grabbed Sylvester by the neck and threw him in, laughing as they fell down to the ground. Inside was much different. There was pain and suffering everywhere he looked. The demon walked away, but said a few words. “By the way, you are a demon now, not human. I bet you can feel the darkness flowing into your heart, I suggest you embrace it before it consumes you and kills you.” Then he walked away. Prometheus was unsure if he would ever see him again, but he hoped not. What he said though was right, he could feel himself growing in a strange way, an evil way.
~Hundreds Of Years Later~
Sylvester has changed. His power grew as he trained, he even unlocked the first transformation a demon has, and taught himself some techniques, and grew his wings. Hell had changed him, he keep to himself more, and liked to be by himself, but now he craved the outside world, and escape. He knew there had to be a way out, and he was going to get to it. He distanced himself far, far away from where he lived, exploring the depths of hell until finding the portal to the outside, this once lead to Namek. That’s when he saw the same demon he knew from his past, the one that brought him here.
He used the portals to sign the contracts, and to make it back into hell. This was his way out. He sprinted over to him as he opened the portal and grabbed onto him as he flew through. They both landed hard on the Namekian ground. “YOU FOOL, you could have just got my fired!” Prometheus was sick of this scum, he grabbed him by the throat with his left hand, and with his right arm, he created a Ki blade, and drove it threw his neck, then threw him away. Then he made his way to the nearest village.
Starting Items:
2 Senzu’s
200 Zeni
Hades's blade, which he picked up during his time in hell
