Mardiax

[mardiax]

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~Basic info~

Behind every great individual, there is that voice which keeps them going onward and toward their next great adventure. [/center][/i]

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Username ~ : Meiser

Other characters ~ : Meiser

Is this character canon? ~ : No.

Link to canon thread ~ :

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~Character Info~

Waking up in the morning, your thoughts are cluttered. It takes a moment for you to fully become aware of your surroundings, but once you do, everything about your life comes back to you.[/center][/b][/i]

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Name ~ : Mardiax

Age ~ : 19

Birthplace ~ : His birthplace is unknown, but now resides on Radiant Garden.

Birthday ~ : Unknown. But first appeared in Hollow Bastion.

Gender ~ : Male.

Race ~ : Nobody.

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~Appearance~

As you are heading out the door of your house, a small glimmer of light catches your eye. You turn around and see a mirror, putting you face to face with your reflection.

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Physical appearance ~ : Wearing a short sleeved beaten up shirt, he normally lives with what he has, which is nothing. Traveling light and never taking anything with him, he cleans his clothing on a regular basis. The chest area contains a cut, leaving a nice hole in the center to show his well toned abs. Another at the end of the shirt, showing his pants-line. The black colored shirt looking a bit...tight upon his figure, but he is just comfortable about it.

Black leather gloves are placed upon his hands, on the face of them is the insignia of Nobody. Wearing blue jeans, he actually put the tears in there himself. Cut just the way he likes it, one on the left side on the shin, the other side the same...But the one above the right shin was made by an enemy. Resting above the left shin's tear would be a pocket, he applied that later for if he needed to store small items within it. Of course, the normal front two pockets and back ones were default, chains of silver dangling in front of his pants.

An onyx necklace looped around his neck, glinting darkly upon the people who gaze upon the work of art. But what usually gains people's attention is his eyes, containing blood red orbs. Mesmerizing and deep, they are not ones to look at if you need to go get something done, you'll be there for awhile. He's able to read emotions from one person by staring into their eyes, and his predictions on what is wrong is usually correct. Snowy-white stains his elegant hair, hanging loosely and freely...But very straight.

Going down to the end of his neck, it constantly tries to cover his right eye...Which he swats or blows it out of the way. His body consists of light and smooth skin, silky texture and very healthy. His body type? Muscular but thin, meaning he has the abs, well toned arms and legs along with his chest...But not exceedingly bulky. And last but not least, his shoes, insignia of the Nobody on each side, the pair in the color of a deep black. In conclusion...He may look strange to others, but he was just made that way.

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~Personality~

As you're walking through the door, you see many sights that influence your mood. The different feelings that suddenly wash over you are many, leaving you with a strange mix of emotions.

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Alignment ~ : Chaotic Neutral.

Behavior ~ : A nobody has no emotion, though Mardiax still has traits his previous form once bore. He's careless, nothing phases his way of life because he knows no one, and cares for none of them. He's a wandering body with a lacking heart, the only thing that really matters to him is knowledge. Since it's the only thing that can sustain something of importance. He isn't one to get into one's business, but if it has something in the end for hmi such as a piece of information, he'll do it.

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~Weapons~

Suddenly, a Heartless appears in front of you, brandishing its claws and threatening to attack. You reach for your weapon and equip it, ready to defend yourself.

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Weapon Name: Desperado

Weapon Description: A dark scythe known for its years in service, bandages wrapped around the shaft and the base. A large blade placed on the top, curving and making a deadly edge. A blade behind the larger one was put there just in case it came to him needing to use it.

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~Abilities~

Just as you're about to fight the creature, you feel the power of your ancestors filling you. The strength of a thousand men courses through your veins as you prepare for battle.

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Exo-skeleton:Mardiax's bones are coated with hardened telekinesis. Meaning he can take many hits, its an inner armor called exo-skeleton. Passive, and always in effect, this makes things harder for enemies that use brute force. And sometimes, even ones with raw power. But it can only handle so much, a few hits will nullify it.

Strenghts/Weaknesses: Good for defending the body, but doesn't last long against constant attacks.

Uses: Used till wore down.

AP: 2

Telekinetic Slice: Mardiax will concentrate his telekinesis into his hands. Swirling within the palms and then preparing itself for what is to occur. The Telekinetic Decimater then claps his hands together, a huge source of power with great velocity. A wave of vertical or diagonal power will slice whatever comes in its path.

Strenghts/Weaknesses: A very strong ability when it comes to terminating someone. Weakness is, the direction it had to go, one could roll over if they were quick and dodge it. Or duck if he uses it in a veritical span.

Uses: A cool down of five posts after it's used, using it too much would have his arms fall apart from the raw power he has to sustain to use it.

AP: 6

Telekinetic Blast: Gathering his telekinesis, he pushes a huge burst of it at an adversary, using a massive blunt force. But though it is large, the force of it isn't as powerful as you'd think. Since it has to be stretched into a large mass, it may hit the target but the most it'll do is press the enemy a few yards back.

Strenghts/Weaknesses: Convineant for wanting space between the enemy and himself. Bad for using just to attack the opponent.

Uses: Since it isn't all that strong, he can use it at any time. It's a weak large force, so it comes in handy.

AP: 2

AP(left): 0

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~History~

As you slay the last of the beasts, you put your weapon aside, and walk away, knowing your tale of bravery will be told for thousands of years to come.

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A flash of light...And a mixture of darkness swirled within the small sanctum of ruin. Old glasses fell from the desk and shattered onto the cold stone flooring. The walls shook, pictures of ages fell onto the flooring, the glass protecting them broke to little shards. And amongst the destruction, stood a man of strong stature, a very toned body but slightly thin. A black torn shirt, and an oddly destroyed pair of pants.

Light and healthy skin, his eyes were closed till he finally gaspaed a breath, eyes shooting open to reveal blood red orbs. Stepping backward onto some glass, glancing back to the material he had crushed. This was all so strange, searching around himself for something to explain what was going on here. He stepped once more, but this time on a painting. He picked it up...It was him, he traced his fingers over the painting. And on the bottom was a signature, it had the name...'Mardiax'

"So that's my name..."

He whispered beneath his breath, looking out into the dark lands below. Mardiax had a predicament, though he now knew his name...He didn't know who he exactly was. Why was he here? He placed a hand onto his chin, scratching it gently, his lips parted to let out smooth words, his tongue forming a sweet sentence.

"I suppose it is the time to figure it out..."

And with this, the man jumped out of the room, flaying in the air with gravity doing its part to increase velocity. Eyes slowly flickering shut, he forcefully pushed his palms in front of himself. Emitting a large and blunt force to the decrepit ground once he got close enough, flipping backward and landing on one knee and foot. Grunting as this all set into motion, he stood in time to examine his palms.

"Hm...That's interesting."

He'd speculate on the new found power later, he had to find some more answers. So he traveled through the trench, up to high ground...Radiant Garden is what they called it. Maybe he'd find some real information there.

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~Extra~

Before you embark on your journey a vision comes upon you. You see three weapons in front of you.

~ A sword of terrible destruction - The power of the warrior: Invincible courage. "A sword of terrible destruction is my game..."
~ A shield to repel all - The power of the guardian: Kindness to aid friends.

~ A staff of wonder and ruin - The power of the mystic: Inner strength.

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[High's .Valentine.]

Whoops, completely missed this. Sorry for the wait.

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