Post by Creator on Sept 27, 2007 22:19:28 GMT -5
Name-[/b] Damon Smith
Age-[/b] 17
Date of Birth-[/b] January 14, 1990.
Homelands-[/b] A miniscule town in east Texas.
Race-[/b] Human
Class-[/b] Ninja
Final-[/b] Black Mist
Damon converts all or part of himself into his purplish-black gas form, and forces himself down his enemy's windpipe. From there, he can be absorbed into their bloodstream. Each gas particle can then convert the blood cell they're contained in into dark purple liquid, spreading quickly throughout their body until they don't have enough red blood cells left to survive. This does, however, place an enormous strain on Damon, and usually leaving him unconscious afterwards.
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{Weapon information}
Wolf's Fury
A pair of durable, clawed gloves capable of slicing most materials. Made of a dense black metal, and named during Damon's more wolf-obsessed days.
[Enchantments]
The claws remain in the shadows around Damon, ready to be summoned and form around his hands without the need to store them. Other than that, they aren't so special. It's how they're used.
{Armour Information}
Wise Armor
A set of simple black armor, easily penetrated.
[Enchantments]
If there's enough forewarning of an attack, the armor will morph slightly and condense at the point of impact, making it many times stronger in that particular spot, while weaker elsewhere.
{Accessory Information}
The Annoyingly Unfocused Cape
A black cape that flows behind Damon, usually at a midpoint between solid and smoke. It wafts around him in battle, somewhat blurring movements and making his attacks harder to predict.
{Physical Description}
At about 5'11", Damon is a somewhat average height. He's around 145 lbs, and usually wears a black AC/DC shirt tucked into a pair of blue jeans. A pair of old, barely-wearable white sneakers try desperately to stay on his feet, though he'll often toss them aside in emergencies, preferring the comfort of his long, black socks. His left-handedness forces his cheap, Wal-Mart watch to stay on his right wrist. He keeps his average-length brown hair out of his eyes with a black headband, the loose ends of which remain a smoky stream, similar to his cape. His green eyes are often said to possess a caring quality, though his personality insists otherwise.
{Background}
Damon grew up in east Texas, in a town of about 1,000 people. His family chose to remain in the small town simply because it was easier to get by with whatever incidents may result from the training they put Damon through. For generations, the Smith family had been devoted to the magic of states of matter, shifting oneself and other objects into solid, liquid, and gas form. They merged the magic with the ninja arts, creating a dangerous combination. Damon, however, showed little interest in the ancient arts, until he got older, and the power began to insist that it be used. Years of unused magic were pent up inside him, making it difficult to control his forms. When he was fifteen, his parents had to make a difficult decision.
They sent him on an out-of-state camping trip, in hopes that he could release the dammed-up powers in a faraway place before returning home. But things got a bit out of hand, and he ended up bringing a friend close to death in the outburst. Naturally, his parents feared for his safety and control, and sought out a school to teach him. They settled on Twilight Moon Academy for the Gifted, a safe distance from the prying eyes of the increasingly curious town. Damon reluctantly agreed, finally coming to terms with the inevitability of his future at the school. Perhaps, he decided, the training in magic and ninjutsu would finally pay off.
((I hope this is okay. o.o I haven't roleplayed in months.))
Age-[/b] 17
Date of Birth-[/b] January 14, 1990.
Homelands-[/b] A miniscule town in east Texas.
Race-[/b] Human
Class-[/b] Ninja
Final-[/b] Black Mist
Damon converts all or part of himself into his purplish-black gas form, and forces himself down his enemy's windpipe. From there, he can be absorbed into their bloodstream. Each gas particle can then convert the blood cell they're contained in into dark purple liquid, spreading quickly throughout their body until they don't have enough red blood cells left to survive. This does, however, place an enormous strain on Damon, and usually leaving him unconscious afterwards.
----------------------------
{Weapon information}
Wolf's Fury
A pair of durable, clawed gloves capable of slicing most materials. Made of a dense black metal, and named during Damon's more wolf-obsessed days.
[Enchantments]
The claws remain in the shadows around Damon, ready to be summoned and form around his hands without the need to store them. Other than that, they aren't so special. It's how they're used.
{Armour Information}
Wise Armor
A set of simple black armor, easily penetrated.
[Enchantments]
If there's enough forewarning of an attack, the armor will morph slightly and condense at the point of impact, making it many times stronger in that particular spot, while weaker elsewhere.
{Accessory Information}
The Annoyingly Unfocused Cape
A black cape that flows behind Damon, usually at a midpoint between solid and smoke. It wafts around him in battle, somewhat blurring movements and making his attacks harder to predict.
{Physical Description}
At about 5'11", Damon is a somewhat average height. He's around 145 lbs, and usually wears a black AC/DC shirt tucked into a pair of blue jeans. A pair of old, barely-wearable white sneakers try desperately to stay on his feet, though he'll often toss them aside in emergencies, preferring the comfort of his long, black socks. His left-handedness forces his cheap, Wal-Mart watch to stay on his right wrist. He keeps his average-length brown hair out of his eyes with a black headband, the loose ends of which remain a smoky stream, similar to his cape. His green eyes are often said to possess a caring quality, though his personality insists otherwise.
{Background}
Damon grew up in east Texas, in a town of about 1,000 people. His family chose to remain in the small town simply because it was easier to get by with whatever incidents may result from the training they put Damon through. For generations, the Smith family had been devoted to the magic of states of matter, shifting oneself and other objects into solid, liquid, and gas form. They merged the magic with the ninja arts, creating a dangerous combination. Damon, however, showed little interest in the ancient arts, until he got older, and the power began to insist that it be used. Years of unused magic were pent up inside him, making it difficult to control his forms. When he was fifteen, his parents had to make a difficult decision.
They sent him on an out-of-state camping trip, in hopes that he could release the dammed-up powers in a faraway place before returning home. But things got a bit out of hand, and he ended up bringing a friend close to death in the outburst. Naturally, his parents feared for his safety and control, and sought out a school to teach him. They settled on Twilight Moon Academy for the Gifted, a safe distance from the prying eyes of the increasingly curious town. Damon reluctantly agreed, finally coming to terms with the inevitability of his future at the school. Perhaps, he decided, the training in magic and ninjutsu would finally pay off.
((I hope this is okay. o.o I haven't roleplayed in months.))