The Book of Warriors (Character Profiles)

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{My character has changed dramatically since May 14, 2002. XD Lesee.}

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Name: Kitsune B. Ashleigh
Alias: Neo B. Genesis
Age: 11

Height: 4'6"
Weight: 59 lbs.
Eyes: Emerald green
Hair: Bright red; spiked
Clothing: Loose, sleeveless, baggy cerulean shirt and baggy pants of the same color. Wears a brown belt with a golden medallion and a strange platinum thigh-plate on her right thigh. Still wears black, oversized boots and oversized gloves, except the wrists are made of a kind of metal and are sort of like cuffs, and her synthetic arm has gone from flesh-looking to the same old metal. Has a tattered crimson cape that is tossed over shoulder and wrapped around mouth and a shoulder plate on her left shoulder.
Physical Quirks: Synthetic left arm, various scars Vash the Stampede-style, and a silver hoop earing on left ear.

Weapons: Synthetic left arm conceals a gun; .45-colt 6-shooter; Angel Arm(s)
Magic: Fire

Personality: Philosophical and optimistic, mainly; freedom-loving and careless. Very restless, very tactless as well as irresponsible. Very versatile in most cases and adventurous--eager to broaden horizons and ambitious in doing so. Strongly idealistic, generous, and just--just, as in she would fight for the cause she believes is just; balances loyalty with independance. Often intuitive, yet better at adapting. Strong-willed and is the proud owner of exceptional organizational skills. She finds it difficult to express emotion among others, and is thus thought of as cold and self-posessed. She knows how to be outspoken and just what expressions would injure their adversaries the most in terms of emotion, but is quick to forgive and be forgived in most cases. Prone to anger, impatience, and scorn in many situations and often hypocritical. Boastful, vulgar, etc.
Motto: "Talk like you know everything, walk like you own the place, and live like you're gonna die tomorrow."
Favorite Song: "Cosmic Dare [Pretty With a Pistol]" -Reynada Hill
Favorite Movie: "Knockin' on Heaven's Door"
Favorite Show: Cowboy Bebop
Favorite Food: Sushi
Favorite Game: Final Fantasy 4

Date of Birth: December 14, 1991
Place of Birth: Midgar
Occupation: "Love Hunter"
Blood Type: AB Negative

History:

Born in Midgar of 1991 under the name Kitsune Belle Asleigh, she was a spirited youg child, often dreaming about being a hero and such. However, after her home was lost to the Heartless, Professor Hojo found her surrounded by shadows and took her from her destroyed home, travelling away in a Gummi Ship. She was unconcious for almost two months, during which Hojo decided to genetically engineer her to become his guard: enfused with many samples of DNA from other worlds, she was branded PrOjEcT hYbRiD aRmS II.

Hojo took care of Kitsune until the age of 9. He was, despite his previously demonic demeanor, quite the father; however, he was killed by Ansem at Kitsune's 9th birthday. Kitsune, left to her own devices, piloted the Gummi Ship to 2071 AD: Mars, where she was recuited into Allusen's Sliders as an agent. Her appearance was butchered to all extent: her hair became small-of-back length; blonde and wavy at the tips. Her eyes became different colors, one cerulean and one bright red that seemed to waltz around, seeing into the past, present, and future. She was clad in black and wielded a powerful gunblade labeled Save the Queen. Her alias became Neo B. Genesis.

Sliders of Allusen had the ability to puncture time and space without the use of Gummi Ships, defying fate and enforcing pasts, presents, and futures. They were heroes, in their own right.

During a battle with her master, Zharen, demon D'Hoffryman appeared and decided to tip the scale in neither's favour by removing her powers: and with it, the illusion of Neo B. Genesis. She was once more Kitsune. After the fight, she refused to give up her real form and took on the shape of an outlaw. Sliders, without their illusions, are dubbed traitors to the cause. Whatever friendly ties she had with the sliders were broken after two years of alliance. However, her memories had returned, and she continued on, trekking through time and space and allowing the wind to push her around...

<small>[ December 30, 2002, 11:00 AM: Message edited by: Neo B. Genesis [retarded crap here] ]</small>

[EDIT 3/11/04] Hahah, this violates so many copyrights it's not even funny. Looking back is pretty fun. I'll keep this here for the sake of laughing at myself.

[ March 11, 2004, 10:54 PM: Message edited by: pikl nyo ]

[Rydia Dragmire]

OOC: "Fox Ashleigh", huh, Neo?

I'm bored... I figured I may as well do the profiles of my lesser-known characters. (Oh, and few yet to be introduced)

Master Eric
Age: 20
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 192
Eye color: black.
Hair color: Dark brown, mid-length. Wears it in a ponytail, with the sides of his head shaved. (Think of that little kid from "Treasure Planet".)
Weapon: His sword, Black Diamond.

Kayin
Age: 25-30 (unknown)
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 254
Eye color: dark brown
Hair color: dark brown, crew cut
Weapon: Great Sword

Zook
Race: Gnome
Age: Unknown
Height: 3'9"
Weight: 97
Eye color: light green
Hair color: black, wears it in a ponytail
Weapon: Throwing knives

Prince Amairgen of the Lunarians
(Alias: Bayne Darkshine Galanoddel)
Race: Elvish-Lunarian
Age: 169
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 136
Eye color: Forest Green
Hair color: black, long
Weapon: Bow and arrows

Quir Fi Vaeros Jhala Marun Ders Vinc
(Alias: Shooting Star)
Race: Dragon-blooded human
Age: 12
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 121
Eye color: Rainbow (Happy), Red (Angry), Sky Blue (Sad), Purple (Peaceful), Dark Brown/black (Tranced)
Hair color: Dark brown
Weapon: She can convert anything into a weapon by bringing it to life and forcing it to attack.
Profile: O deregh orfit char andre arada vuom keop ingatha cha Eric, orfit fi Setzer yi Ashley. Chern Quir Fi Vaeros Jhala Marun Ders Vinc unt nuth Ashley yi her yarlek'vo Eric vera othyr, urtusk Quir Fi Vaeros Jhala Marun Ders Vinc yfyr ghar tuwy ders stofaw.

Don't go telling me you can't ReAd the profile... it's just a bit of a Challenge fOr anyoNe who wants a little Insight into this new Character's purpose. have fun!

[Bomby]

Name: IQ
Nicknames: IQ the Outcast, IQ the Crazyass, Apollo, Buddha, Q53, Qza, Young Dirty Bastard
Age: Eternal
Height: 5'8"
Weight: A bit light for his size
Physical description: lean, aerodynamic, black hair, brown eyes
Weapons: Swords
Sword Techniques: Qai-Wan Ji Sword
Physical fighting technique: Qai-Wan Ji Body
Theme Song: "Cherchez La Q"
Hobbies: Emceeing, making laid back beats.

[ December 31, 2002, 03:22 PM: Message edited by: Take It Personal ]

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{XD Yes. I'm, creative.}

[Omni_Link]

what the....... its still here?

many faces of link

link
age:?
description-original link
pwr-tri-force of courage
weapon-master sword
history-he's link and if ya do't know, then......

Sage Link
age:?
description-link in a hooded claok.
pwr- tri-force of wisdom
weapon- tri-rod
history-link this time with a different tri-force piece. same one though, different powers

hyper link
age:?
description-link, buffer
pwr- tri-force of power
weapon-energy
history-link this time with a different tri-force piece. same one though, different powers

diety link
age:?
description-wears a powerfull and cool mask and a little buff
pwr-diety mask
weapon-? sword
history-same link but wears a mask after doing alot of tasks.

omni link
age:?
description-has all of the tri-forces together and the diety mask. a little buff and wears a claok. with green armor underneath. mask still looks the same on him.
pwr- all tri-forces and the diety mask
weapon-master omni sword
history-has brung all these powers together to take an evil god like evil that seeks to take everything into a hole of destruction.

there now beware. that rymes.

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[EDIT 3/11/2004] o_o; OK, this is out.

[ March 11, 2004, 10:58 PM: Message edited by: pikl nyo ]

[Omni_Link]

brett you never fought me in that topic you accaepted.

oh ya lets get some moves in the topic. your 5 favorite with description.

1#-Prism of 7: splits into a total of 7 of the person. same power but, they all got the will to do what they want but always listens to the original.

2#-(Prism) fire, ice, or light arrows: the (seven) omni links fire fire, ice, or light arrows at the target.

3#-(Prism) tri-blast: the sign of the tri-force appears before (seven) omni link(s). a powerful blast comes from the center that can deal serious damage.

4#-(Prism) elemental sword: omni link picks an element and uses it with his sword. in prism elemental sword each of the seven omni links pick elements that are different from each others and attack.

5#-Gates of the tri force: omni link opens the gate to a portal that sucks in his opponents forever.(remember orcarana of time? gannon? ya that portal)

there finished

[ January 02, 2003, 03:18 AM: Message edited by: Omni Link ]

[Mista Massimiliano]

Name: Massimiliano Carboni

Occupation: Colonel

Age: 20

Weapons/Vehicles/Equipment/Attributes: (Vehicle)Upgraded Terran Goliath, (Equipment)Light armor, (Weapon) LPA-4A1 Pistol. (Attributes)moderately-long brown hair, slight build, and dark brown eyes.

Magic: None, but the things he use have quite a bit of tech.

Other Interesting Facts: Although he usually rides in his Goliath at battles and has great aim with most types of weaponry, he still has quite powerful hand-to-hand fighting skills.

[ January 01, 2003, 03:43 PM: Message edited by: Colonel Massimiliano likes LPA's ]

[Ionic Fox]

Name: Ionic Fox
Real Name: Unknown; family name assumed to be Kayarin from outside references
Species: Human/Fox (it depends on what I feel like writing for him, so deal with it)
Occupation: IDSO Special Agent
Height: 5’ 8”
Eye color: Emerald green
Hair color: Hunter green
Age: Around twenty-five years of age

Appearance: Fair skinned, lithe but not bulky, Fox could easily blend into a crowd and uses this to his advantage often. Wears a technologically advanced body suit lovingly referred to as the “ninja suit.” The full capabilities of this suit are classified, though some of the demonstrated attributes include noise reduction, body homeostatic control, bleeding containment, and most usefully, a very high tensile strength. Heavily derived in design from FOX-HOUND’s legendary Skeleton Suit. So as not to draw attention to himself (and the various weapons he bears), he wears a black trenchcoat over the entire outfit. The only thing special about the trenchcoat is that it has a microtitanium mesh woven into it, which offers it a degree of protection. A pair of well-worn half sunglasses are nearly always seen perched on the bridge of his nose, night or day.

Powers: Formerly believed to be none, Fox is slowly (and frighteningly) learning the ways of elemental magic. In addition to this, he has a knack for gut feelings, a dexterity that allows him to pick locks blindfolded, and a reaction time that rivals precognition. Oh, I take that back. He has always had one ability: weaponspeak. Able to channel the soul of the weapon, he can become one with any weapon he comes across... Unfortunately, as he quickly learns, despite having this ability, not all weapons have a high regard for him, and thus some are more difficult to connect with than others.

Spells: Mostly elemental style. Fox was never a natural magic user (or at least he thinks so), so every time he uses magic, it takes a great toll on him, usually in the form of internal injuries to his various organs. Luckily, IDSO recognized this would be a problem, and have seen fit to equip Fox with an internal nano med-surg system, which, given enough time, can handle most non-instantly fatal injuries to him.

Hand to Hand: Uses a mix of various martial arts styles, the main influences being Hapkido, Jeet Kun Do, and Kenpo Karate.

Weapons: Assassin’s Knife, SOG Seal Knife 2000, Sensyuro Katana, Beretta 92FS suppressed, HK MP5A3, HK MP7, Sig SG-550 (scoped), Tac-Ops Tango-51, AT-4, SMAW, Stinger RMP Block II, various other small arms. And chances are, if you give him something, he can probably figure out how to use it.

Ahh, the always changing Ionic Fox… originally under the guise of “Arkadion Sniper Fox”, IF has evolved a little to say the least. Equal parts suave covert intelligence agent, emotionally affected philosopher, and hopeless doofus, Fox can switch from a cold, ruthless assassin to an annoying little brat at the drop of a hat. Some say that this incredible polarity is an indication of a possible psychological condition. No comment will be made of this, suffice to say that there have been worse hypotheses in the past.

Not much is known about Fox’s childhood, and Fox himself possess no knowledge of it prior to his entrance into the “Academy”, IDSO’s special training facility set up to create its field agents, thanks to the mandatory brainwash IDSO requires of them. The purpose of this brainwash is manifold, reasons including an increased loyalty to the IDSO, a greater ability to objectify targets, and a minimization of liability arising from possible family interactions. In the Academy, Ionic was an exceptional student, excelling in both fieldcraft and the combat arts. Supposedly he even lifted the instructor’s wallet one day as a practical joke, but to his dismay, he soon found his own wallet had mysteriously disappeared as well. When he dead-dropped it off back to the instructor, lo and behold, his wallet reappeared in his mailbox. Nonetheless, he completed his years at the facility without a hitch and was grouped together with a few others to form a new operations group under the direction of one “Gold Owl”, an old veteran of the IDSO Operations Division, said to be possibly the second oldest (surviving) member of IDSO Op, having taken part in a long line of distinguished and completely classified operations which had earned him the code name designation of Gold. IDSO Op legend said that Owl had to be forced into a command position after reaching a certain age, as his fieldcraft knowledge was simply getting too valuable to risk loosing on an op that went completely awry. As such, they promised him command of an excellent unit, and gave him one of the top graduating classes of the Academy. Whether he was pleased to have a group of fresh individuals to mold in his image, or irritated at being given responsibility for baby-sitting a bunch of greenhorns was, and still is up for debate.

Fox’s first assignment was a true rookie mission; conduct surveillance on a small-town restaurant said to be the meeting place for a number of crime bosses. Simple enough job, case the joint, waltz in and order a plate or two, plant a wire mic and a radio transmitter, lie low for a little while in an unimpressive sedan some ways away, and listen to some fat guys talk about the usual sort of things; family, drugs, food, women, cars, sports, and of course who’s next in the list to get whacked. He was just getting settled in when his reception went on the fritz, wavering in and out. Cursing his luck, he grabbed a green duffel bag out of the back, stuffed the recording appartati in it, and headed toward the restaurant, trying to get a better signal. The night was dark and doggy, giving him perfect cover. But as he passed under a street lamp, he was stopped in his path by a man. Reflexively, Ionic drew his silenced 92FS, but faster than he realized, he was disarmed and put into a joint lock. However, rather than the sound of suppressed jacketed hollow point bullet passing through his apparently useless brain, he heard a voice… a voice strangely similar to his own. the next words he heard would affect him like no other.

“Hello son…”

Thus, Fox met his father, or at least the person claiming to be so. After a brief and incredibly awkward conversation, the older man gave over a sword, labeling it a family heirloom. Before Fox had much time to ask him about it, an explosion from the restaurant he was supposed to be watching yanked his attention away from the mysterious man. When he looked back, the man was gone. Lacking any better action, he run quickly over to the rubble, and after ensuring that none of his surveillance equipment could be traced back to him, made a hasty departure as the wail of sirens filled the gloomy night behind him.

IDSO’s analysts didn’t find anything malicious about the blade, but Fox didn’t see any need to carry it around; thus for a good many days it sat around in his apartment, gathering dust. However, when he received his next assignment, a slipcover job to masquerade as an Arkadion sniper also codenamed Fox, that would all change. Thus he would travel to the castle of one sorcerer Belgarath, and after a brief consultation position there, would follow a lead to the battlefields. Since then he has been slowly collecting information and observing everything around the fields, and has occasionally been involved with various missions and social interactions, the not least of which is an under running instinct in his blood to protect those who directly influence the nature of the universe. He now carries around the katana, named Sensyuro by the kanji on its tang, after it played a pivotal role in a rescue attempt. His skills with it are beyond anything he has a right to posses, and he ponders daily why this is so. He is slowly coming into the realm of magic, having been tutored the hard way how to use magic by a vampiric elf (long story). In short, he's seen a variety experiences in his so-far relatively short career.

But there is still one question neither he nor those he comes across can answer… and it's the one question whose answer he continues to search for...

Just who am I?

[HellKnight]

Name eimos
Gender:Male
Race:Unknown
Age:Unknown
Weight:Around 280lbs
Height:6'6"
Eye Color:Necromantic green
Hair Color:Silver

Skin :P ale gray,harder then stone and magical runes all over his body that glows red.

Weapons:His weapon of choice is Soulforge(Its a cursed Runblade) but he also uses WarHammers other wepons

Abilities:All kind of magic spells(Necromancy,Wizardry,Infernal,etc...)many of his skills are still unknown to him.

Cloths:Black Pants,boots,fingerless gloves with metal plates on them and a ripped dark blue cloak stained with blood making the lower part almost crimson.

History:Lord Deimos was born at the very end of the First Demon War, growing up in a falling kingdom and a world being ravaged by the Demons.

As a youth, Deimos was trained in combat by Daos, the brother of King Magnus. Deimos became an adept swordsman, and a disciple of the Lightbringers at the young age of nineteen under the tutelage of Daos. Despite his rash and headstrong behavior, he became a well renowned warrior, with one of his more famed exploits being the defeat of the dark priests.

Soon troubles began to arise in Celestia. The rising of the Demons under a new leader coupled with the mysterious plague gripping the northlands sent worry throughout the kingdom. Deimos was sent to IceWind to meet with his teacher Daos and assess the situation, only to learn that a raid was planned on the defenseless village. Deimos was ordered to quell the threat, but unfortunately he arrived too late and was only successful in preventing further damage from the rampaging Demons. However, soon a much more vile threat arose. Deimos was sent upon orders to investigate the strange plague. More than just the plague, he found Undead and demon armies had taken over the region. Upon arriving in the town of WhiteMoon, he found a Necromancer who appeared to be the leader of the creatures spreading the plague. he quickly followed him to Nerasim.
Finally confronting the necromancer at the outskirts of town, Deimos promptly slew the him. Before the final death blow, the necromancer spoke of Kraugon , a demon of the dark lands who was at the heart of the conflict. Deimos traveled north to confront him in Stravion, stopping in Celcia, where he hoped to rest. Instead, he found the town being attacked by masses of Undead led by a pair of scheming Liches. To his horror, Deimos soon discovered that the plague was not the means of mass murder, but rather a means of gathering vicious Undead. Deimos stayed behind to defend Celcia as a messenger fled to find Daos. Barely able to hold off the waves of Undead and Demons, Deimos was on the verge of defeat when Daos arrived with reinforcements and saved the village. Deimos, humiliated, vowed to go to Stravion to have his revenge on Kraugon, who he believed was behind everything, whether Daos agreed or not.

Upon arriving, Deimos found nothing but destruction. As Arthas began slaying the creatures still lurking, he was met by Kraugon himself. Kraugon began to slay even more townsfolk and claimed their souls for his own. Deimos worked to stop Kraugon , eventually succeeding in saving the rest of the town. Deimos finally demanded a final showdown with the Demon Lord. Kraugon, however, slipped away, vowing to meet him in the northlands.
Deimos followed him with a detachment of troops. They arrived in the northlands a month later. As they searched for a proper place to set up camp, Deimos came upon his good friend, Cronos. Cronos thought, at first, that Deimos was a rescue party for his men, who had been besieged by Undead as they searched for the runeblade Soulforge. Informing Cronos of his intentions in the northlands, Cronos and his troops quickly joined Deimos cause. Cronos and Deimos, in search of Kraugon destroyed the nearby Demon base, but there was still no sign of the Demon Lord.

Deimos and his troops continued to press on towards Blackthorne Keep in search of Soulforge. As he arrived, Kraugon appeared to him, and foretold his death. Deimos heedlessly went to search for Soulforge with Cronos, leaving his captain to defend the camp. Deimos soon found the Guardian, who tried to keep him from Soulforge, apparently for his own protection. The Guardian fell, and Deimos and Cronos claimed their prize. But Cronos, reading an inscription, reported that the blade was cursed. Deimos heedlessly took up the sword, willing to bear any curse to save his people. And as he took the sword, the last vestiges of compassion were stripped away.
As the sword exploded from its icy prison, Cronos was impaled by the ice shards. With Soulforge at his command, Deimos defeated Kraugon' base, and finally found the demon. Kraugon told him that this was still not the time for there confrontation that the true battle had yet to come.

Deimos finally returned home some time later, only to see his kingdom in ashes. Gathering all the knights left in the kingdom he challenged the deamon and undead forces. After many battles he met Kraugon in the battlefield and finally killed him. Deimos had finally returned peace in his kingdom and returned to see his father the king. However, as he entered the palace and knelt before the throne of his father, a dark power spoke in his mind. Deimos rose, approached the throne, and slew King Magnus, his own father. Fleeing from the castle, he was not heard from for many weeks. He reappeared soon in WhiteMoon at the bidding of his new master, the Dark Lord. There, he met Shrizel, a Demon lord like Kraugon. Shrizel explained that the sword had been designed to steal souls, and that Deimos' soul was the first to be stolen.

Deimos assembled the Dark legion that was in hiding in Celestia, and used their magical abilities as he traveled to the frozen wastelands, where he would gather more demons to help him start a new reign of terror…

[ November 03, 2003, 05:07 PM: Message edited by: Lord Deimos ]