Land Of Confusion

Azrael-Magno · 01-06-2007, 07:51 AM

((Not sure if this should be in the Fan-Based or not...if it should it will most likely get moved...sorry))

A strange man walks alone in a land torn apart by war. The flag of a new empire flies over the large capital building where a once proud and powerful nation stood. This new empire was ruled by a ruthless and powerful man, one that no one had ever seen. The man covered in ragged a torn jeans and a tattered shirt torn to shreds except for the hood which as intact and covered the man’s head. The only visible features of this man were his blood red eyes and his grim smile. His arms, legs and neck were covered in shackles, no one knew where the shackles came from, because no one knew who this man was. His feet were clad in a pair of boots with three cuffs that went half way up to his knees. They were covered in mud and the blood of his enemies. He walked calmly and silently towards the building, his eyes never leaving the flag that flew over the building. His feet softly hit the stairs and he began to climb up them the guards at the top of the stairs watching him with cold eyes.

(“You sir…what business do you have here at this building?) One of the guards asked the man when he reached the top.

The man looked to the guard and leaned his head to the side laughing silently as he pushed past them and kicked the doors open and stepped into the building. The stunned guards soon regained their composure and called for backup claiming there was an armed man entering the sanctuary. Walking calmly towards the back of the hall the hooded man looked to his left and right seeing the multitude of guards that were starting to pour from the doors along the hallway. Stopping just before the door the man looked to the 10 guards that were in front of him, each with a baton in their hands. Looking down slightly he shook his head before gripping the chains into his fists and swinging them towards the nearest guard hitting him square in the jaw breaking it, the guard falling to the ground in a heap. Spinning around the hooded man glared at the rest of the guards who now numbered around 50 or so.

(“Get him…make him suffer”) The head guard called out as all 50 of the guards jumped the man and started to hit him with their batons, the hooded man crumpling under the weight and succumbing to the beating.

Once the guards were through with him they lifted him up and while most disappeared 10 of them dragged him back down the hall to an open door where they proceeded to drag him down a flight of stairs and into a chamber were they chained him to the wall his head hung low from shame and defeat. The guards then left the man there and returned the their posts, leaving the hooded man to his fate.

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Ok if you dun know what this is about, the idea came from a Disturbed song, well actually they remade it, Genesis did the original. But anyways, this takes place after an apocalyptic war in which every major country in the world loses and is taken over by one super powerful dictator. The man that is captured (my char) is a man that doesn’t believe that what the dictator is doing is right and therefore trying to overthrow it. But he failed and is now captured. As the back-story said, no one knows who the man is, or where he came from, or even his name.

The first part of this storyline is going to be the other chars breaking the man out of the chamber, somehow. The second part is going to be them overthrowing the dictator and taking back the world. Hope everyone has fun

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RULES:

((hehehe this will be fun))

-NO GUNS!
-NO killing other players chars
-NO speed posting, try for at least 2-3 posts a day per player
-TRY FOR AT LEAST a good 2-3 paragraphs per post…please
-ROMANCE is allowed but keep it PG-13
-MOST IMPORANTLY…….have fun.
-OH yeah…NO GOD MODING
-YOU DO NOT HAVE TO PM ME YOUR CHAR SHEET...BUT IF YOU WANT TO SO I CAN LOOK IT OVER THAT IS FINE.

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CHAR SHEET:

-NAME:
-AGE (or how old you look/are):
-HEIGHT:
-WEIGHT:
-RACE: (anything is fine, if you have a question PM me your char sheet)
-DESCRIPTION: (Pics are fine)
-WEAPONS/MAGIC:
-ABILITIES: (Keep it real please)
-BIO. (optional):
-SIDE (Angel / Demon /neutral / mercenary ):

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MY CHAR SHEET:

-NAME: Is called the Man, The Disturbed One, or the Hooded Man (Real name unknown)
-AGE (or how old you look/are): He looks to be around 27 (real age unknown)
-HEIGHT: 6’4”
-WEIGHT: 285 Pounds
-RACE: NO one knows what he is (will be told though)
-DESCRIPTION: http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i3...no/theguy2.jpg
-WEAPONS/MAGIC: His weapons are the chains that are on his body
-ABILITIES: Super human strength, and speed, Minor healing ability.
-BIO. (optional): see back-story, more will be told…when he talks.
-SIDE (Angel / Demon /neutral / mercenary ): Mercenary

------------WILL POST IC LATER------------

.Razgriz · 01-06-2007, 12:17 PM

-NAME: Sirus Blackhawk
-AGE: 25
-HEIGHT: 6' 3"
-WEIGHT: 274
-RACE: Human
-DESCRIPTION: http://www.toysnjoys.com/bleach/pencilboard_byakuya.jpg

-CLASS: Swordsman
-WEAPONS: The Falling: Long steel sword known to be forged by a fallen famous swordsman named "Albert".
-MAGIC: Scatter sword: When Sirus says "Scatter" and points at the enemy the sword will turn into millions of homing like red lasers. When Sirus wants the lasers to be back the lasers will come back gathering onto the sword's guard and forming the sword again.

Summoning of a Blood Thirster: Sirus summons one of the beasts of the damned used in war back in many centuries ago. Its demonic wings will cover the sun and chage into battle with its mighty battle axe and its whip. The beast is covered with flame of torment anyone who goes near this beast will suffer the wrath of the Blood Thirster.

-ABILITIES: Sirus has unatural speed as a swordsman but, strangly he's much faster than other swordsman so he'll attack in unpredictable directions. He may not be strength based but he bases all of his attacks on speed which most of the swordsman does.

-SIDE (Angel / Demon /neutral / mercenary ): Neutral

IC: (I'll do it soon as someone posts)

l2unez · 01-06-2007, 06:23 PM

-NAME: Skeith Orphan

-AGE: 27 Years Old

-HEIGHT: 5 ft 9 in

-WEIGHT: Around 175 lb

-RACE: Human

-DESCRIPTION: Picture

-WEAPONS: Skeith only two weapons. One is the sword on his back (Picture), which he is extremly good with, and uses most of the time. And the other is his hands and feet. When useing hand to hand combat Skeith would be considerded a master at it, and should not be taken lightly.

-ABILITIES: Skeith has a special power called blink. Blink allows him to move so fast that the human eye can not see him, and it seems like time has slowed down around him. But there is one disadvantage. It only lasts for three seconds.

-BIO: Skeith has been a mercinay practicly his whole life, and he is one of the best out there. Over the years he has done assassinations, raids, body guard work, and anything else you could imagine. But one day, not long ago, a man came up to him and gave him a new type of job he had not done in a long, long time. Breaking some one out of a very heavaly guarded building. Looking for something fun to do, he accepted.

-SIDE: Mercinary

l2unez · 01-08-2007, 10:06 AM

2 Days Earlyer ...

Skeith was sitting in a tavern, by himself in the far back corner takeing luttle sips of his drink. The tavern was unusualy empty. Probly because all of the people feared being arrested by the new empires soldiers for no reason. It was going on allot recently. They where suposidly looking for an underground group that wanted to return the nation to the way it was. Skeith paused his deep thinking for a moment when he saw a man (Picture) completly dressed in black walk up to him. The man strangely bowed to Skeith, then sat down accrost the table. "Would you happen to be a mercinary for hire?" The strange guy said as he started to shift though his pockets. Skeith wated a moment before he said anything. Not maney people knew what his job was, even less wanted to hire him. Probly because he charged an extremly lare amount of money for his services.

"Ya i would happen to be a merc, but can you afford me?" Skeith said trying to get right to the point. He didnt like wateing, so if he could he was guna speed things up as mutch as possable. The man took out a small poutch, and threw it to Skeith. Skeith untied the top and opened it. Inside was several pices of gold, enough to buy a huge castle. A large grin spred accrost Skeiths face. He had no idea what the job was, but this was enough money to last him years. "Im in, what do i gota do?" He said as he closed the pouch, and tied it to his waist.

Present day ...

Skeith peeked his head around the corner. The hallway was a very long and very dark one, allmost to dark to see. He was looking for any guards that might walk down the hallway and catch him. But there was nothing. "Allmost there." Skeith said to himself as he started to run down the hallway. The hall wasnt completly empty. Every ten feet there was a metal door on both sides, locked up tight. Skeith was deep in the depths of a large and heavaly guarded building. The hooded man had explaned the whole place to him, and how to get a serton prisioner out. And, according to the hooded man he should have help. But Skeith had not run into anyone yet. As he continued to serch the building, Skeith was trying to think of a way out. Skeith could easaly get in useing his special power. But it would be harder for him to help some one escape, seeing as how the ability only works on him.

Just then Skeith came to a dead stop at another corner. "This must be it." he said to himself as he peeked around the corner. This hall was allot shorter, and tehre was only one door. This door was extremly large, and it was red insted of the cool metal black. And, it had two armed to the teeth guards that looked like they would eat Skeith for breckfast. "Figures, things are about to get rough" Skeith wisperd to himsef as he reached his hand up to his swords handle, and slowlt pulled it out of its sheath on his back. He knew things where about to get hairy, and was actualy hopeing something like this was going to happen. "Well, its now or never." Skeith said to himself, as he prepared to charge the two guards.

(Out of Charater: Sorry its so long, really got into it ...)

Timmpot · 01-08-2007, 01:38 PM

-NAME: fantus
-AGE: 368 (looks 20)
-HEIGHT: 5'7
-WEIGHT: 130
-RACE: half-Vampire
-DESCRIPTION: Wears all black, at the bottom of his clothes, its shredded. pale face, red eyes, sinister look
-WEAPONS: he has blades attacked to his wrists that go all the way down to his elbow
-ABILITIES: Vampire sucking, very strong, very fast.
-BIO: Fantus was born by a vampire father. When fantus was 17, his mother and all his friends died by the war. His father hid away so no one would know about his condition. When Fantus was 20, his father was shot in the shoulder by an arrow. Bleeding to death, he told Fantus that he wasnt totally vampire. silver and sunlight didnt bother his father, but there was also a drawback. he could be killed. dying, his father asked fantus if he wanted to live forever. Fantus, dumbfounded, agreed to anything his father asked him. When his father bit Fantus, he fainted. His father transfer'd what little blood he had back to his only child. then died. Fantus woke up to his father dead, and soldiers coming to his house. He picked up two blades and murdered each and every single soldier.
-SIDE: Demon mercenary *evil, but also does work*

Ic: Fantus waited in shadow, right above the guards head and the blood red door. i could jump down and slice the first one..but the other would just attack him, and then his cover is blown. i just had to agree to the job... he thought to himself, clinging on to the celing. i need a distraction, fast. Then suddanly, he saw it.

a young man ran out from a stony corner and charged right at the guards. The guards quickly unshethed their swords and faced the man. perfect... he thought smirking to himself. He flew from his hidden position and bit one of the guards neck warm..warm blood...

Lumy · 01-08-2007, 05:17 PM

CHAR SHEET:

-NAME: KOS-MOS (though it's a fake name)

-AGE (or how old you look/are): looks 24

-RACE: humanoid robot (though, she doesn't know this herself)

-DESCRIPTION: http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f2...S-MOS_Ver4.jpg (her eyes are bright blue)

-WEAPONS/MAGIC: Daggers, but mostly hand-to-hand fighting. Possesses strong healing magic, and a little water magic. She's preaty good when it comes to hand-to-hand battleling.

-ABILITIES: Unhuman strenth and speed. She also has weightened hearing. Also, The only way she can be killed is if you destroy her heart or from excessive blood loss. Meaning, even if you beat her up badly, she will not die.

-BIO: truth be told, she doesn't know herself. She only remembers herself waking up in a destroyed building, finding a considerable number of warriors dead at her feet. From the information she could collect, that building was destroyed during the apocalyptic war, but she doesn't know what kind of place it is. On the bed she was sleeping in, there was a christmas postcard saying "To my sweet KOS-MOS, season greetings." However, it wasn't near christmas at the time. She soon discovered her imense strenth and started working as mercenary to try and gather information about herself. Though, it seems there are people who know about her, but don't want to tell her and hide it. She usualy doesn't charge much at all for her job, but she will only do it if that means getting a clue to her past.

-SIDE: mercenary

l2unez · 01-08-2007, 06:01 PM

Skeith was running at the two guards full speed, sword drawn, and with total surprise. They emeditly started to panic, not knowing what was going on. But then suddonly a man droped from no where, and bit a guard on the neck. Skeith stoped dead in his tracks. "What the hell?" Skeith said to himself, but then he rememberd the other guard, who now had his sword out, and was heading twords Skeith in a blind rage. Skeith took a step back, and got ready. It would go by in a flash, and that is all the guard would see before he droped dead.

And, just like Skeith thought, the guard continued to chare without thinking, and was struck down before he could even swing his sword. "To easy." Skeith said to himself as he looked over to the other guard, and the man that had come out of no where. He thought for a second about who the guy was. "You hired by a guy dressed in black?" Skeith asked as he pointed the tip of his sword at the man and wated for him to say something. Skeith knew right away that this guy was not human.

Timmpot · 01-08-2007, 08:04 PM

As Fantus bit the neck of one guard, he watched as the distraction killed the other guard in the blink of an eye. "Too easy" he heard the man say. The guard he was feeding on slipped through his hands, and he watched as the now dead man limped to the floor. Fantus smirked and looked over his new partner. The man said "you hired by a guy dressed in black?" and pointed his blade at fantus. Fantus smacked the sword away "Get that thing out of my face! If I wasnt hired by the man, don't you think you'd be on the floor with them?" Fantus motioned to the guards.

Azrael-Magno · 01-09-2007, 04:49 AM

((Ok…I’m going to start with this, and I will only say it once. I know in the rules I said 2-3 paragraphs per post…I WANT that rule followed, I know sometimes it is a little hard to make multiple paragraphs…but please try, if you need help do not hesitate to ask me for help. OK now…onto my post))

The Disturbed Man leaned against the wall gently and looked up to the ceiling, his hooded head shifting under the fabric slowly. His red eyes gleamed as he watched rats scurry along the rafters and out small cracks in the wall. Moving his head to look to the door again the chains that bound him rustling and clanking against the rings that suspended them from the walls. He could move slightly but not too far, only about 4 feet from the wall. Yanking on his chains once he growled under his breath and then paused, he had heard something, but he did not know what. Then he heard it again…a struggles outside his cell door. He strained his covered ear and listened to the sound coming from the other side of the door. It sounded like two people, maybe, but he was not sure.

Yanking on his chains again the man felt them give a little his head jerking around to look. A sly grin formed on his lips as he saw the cement the chains where anchored into cracking slightly. Yanking just one arm he saw small crumbs of plaster and concrete fall to the floor. Nodding to himself he turned to face the chain and grabbed it with both hand pulling with all his inhuman strength the wall giving way and the chain pulling free. He the set his sights onto the other chain grabbing it with both hands and pulling, yanking on the bound. It soon gave way as well the man falling back and rolling backwards before he stood slowly.

Now that he was free of the bonds he had to get out of his cell. Slowly he walked around the large cell searching for anything he could use to pry the door open. Grumbling and snorting as he found nothing his eyes slowly settled onto the door as he heard the men outside fighting for their lives. Slowly he walked to the door his heavy booted feet pounding on the floor as he walked to the door and peered at it waiting for it to be unlocked from the opposite and opened, setting the only being that was powerful enough to lead a resistance against the dictator, free to continue with his fight to free his country and people.

Lumy · 01-09-2007, 11:54 AM

(OOC: Sorry I didn't post IC with my character sheet. I really didn't have time.)

KOS-MOS was still wondering about the strange man that had offered her this job. He was wearing a black coat, his head hooded. His words haunted her mind "I'll tell you what you want to know... KOS-MOS".

She stopped at her tracks to think over for a bit more. "How did he know my name? Can he really know who I am? Or was he just faking it? ..." she thought to herself. No matter. She would complete her job and then get her reward – the information she so wanted.

She looked behind her. She was sent to the capital building, a castle-like place. The corridor was dark, the light from outside not being enough to light everything. Though, behind KOS-MOS there was a trail of bodies from the numerous guards she had killed throughout the corridor. Vital parts of their bodies, such as the head and the chest, but also other limbs had been completely smashed, leaving free routes for the blood to wash the hole corridor. Truth is, KOS-MOS didn’t exactly have a good sense of orientation; she could follow a map or coordinates, but when she has to use her instinct to guide herself, it’s hopeless. What happened was that she entered through a complicated way, right through the basement. Since she didn’t know the building, she just kept exploring and searching for the Hooded Man she was suppose to release and while doing so, she killed everyone that attacked her. Of course, resulting in the trail of bodies left behind her. However, KOS-MOS didn’t think it was actually her fault. She had asked politely the men with dark brown armour and lances where the Hooded Man was and if they could guide her there. But since they attacked her, she attacked as well. That was how her system worked: unless she was presented with hostile actions, she would not attack.

“It’s probably going to rain.” KOS-MOS said looking at the faint, grey light coming from the windows, due to the heavy clouded sky. She continued on her way. KOS-MOS showed no feelings whatsoever for those she killed, only for those who where alive, and even so she wasn’t good at expressing them.

She turned left, entering another hallway, lighted by the windows on the right. Another group of armed men ran charging towards her yelling “STOP! You may not pass through here!!!” KOS-MOS sighed gently. “Guess there’s no use in asking them for help.” She thought to herself. She ran right for then, grabbing the first guard’s sword with her bare hand and cracking it. With her other hand, she punched the guard so hard that his skull broke immediately. Falling to the ground, KOS-MSO didn’t waste a second and kicked the other guards, each multiple times as she evaded their attacks and kept moving to strategic places, in order to deliver fatal blows. In seconds the battle was other. KOS-MOS passed through the dead bodies, stepping on then and turned left again.

A bit further she could hear a conversation up ahead. Her back against the wall, she listened to them, two men, talking with one another, careful not to be discovered.

"Too easy" said one of them as she heard a the sound of a dead body falling to the ground. The same man said "You hired by a guy dressed in black?" The other one answered "Get that thing out of my face! If I wasn’t hired by the man, don't you think you'd be on the floor with them?"

KOS-MOS took a deep breath and advanced towards them. She didn’t say a word and kept advancing, regardless if they would attack her or not. She stopped and looked at then calmly, with her blue intense eyes, a few metres away from then. “Excuse me, I overheard your conversation. I was also hired by that hooded man, though I didn’t know others would be coming.” She looked at the red door in front of her “Have you checked that room?” she asked, advancing towards it and grabbing the iron handle on the door. She paused a bit and stated “It’s locked.” A few seconds later, and without any warning, KOS-MOS kicked the door open, bringing it down and causing the heavy red wooden door to crack. “There, it’s open. Shall we keep searching for that Hooded Man?” she turned to the two.

Timmpot · 01-09-2007, 08:10 PM

Fantus had heard guards falling all over the dungeon. Whoever's killing guards is their enemy..and an enemy of my enemy is my friend Just as the person round'ed the corner, Fantus held up his hand as if to say stop talking to the young man. Fantus stood watching a bright blue eye'd girl walk up to them very politly

“Excuse me, I overheard your conversation. I was also hired by that hooded man, though I didn’t know others would be coming.” She said very calmly. “Have you checked that room?” he watched as she looked at the red door. she grabbed the door, and made a note of it being locked. She then kicked the door wide open, cracking it. “There, it’s open. Shall we keep searching for that Hooded Man?” she wondered as she turned toward fantus and the young man.

Fantus chuckled and asked "Ok, before we go on...who are you people?"

.Razgriz · 01-09-2007, 08:19 PM

In the dungeon Sirus slashed another guard as another dead one fell to the ground. "Anyone else willing to try and take me?" He asked coldly. "Gahh!! Take him all at once!" Guard captain yelled Sirus jumpped back and pointed his sword at the guards "Scatter...," He said with a sharpened eye his sword scattered into millions of homing lasers and shot right through the guards. He controled them with his hands they spun around the guards then stabbed right through them.

"Gather once more," Sirus said quietly the blood red lasers started to gather onto the guard of the blade then formed the sword's shape then hardened. He looked around he kne that he had to free this young boy he was false of being accused for stealing so Sirus felt guilty he had been stealing once but, he thought that this boy didn't deserve this treatment.

"Where is he...," He thought.

l2unez · 01-10-2007, 09:34 AM

Skeith would have normaly killed anyone who touched his weapon, but he desided to let it go. Probly because he wasnt sure if he could even kill this other man. But before he could say anything back to him, a young woman came around the corner behind him. She clames to also be hired by the hooded man. Skeith wasnt sure if he could trust eather of thies two people just yet, but he desided to play along with it for now.

"Ok, before we go on...who are you people?"

Skeith was unsure what he should say. His real name, or some randome name so they didnt know who he really was. After all he was a wrather famous mercinary in the area. But there are some people out there that have never herd of him. Skeith thought about it for a moment, then basicly said a what the hell, ill take a chance. "The name is Skeith Orphan, who are you?" Skeith said as he slid his sword back into its sheath.

Skeith wated for the man to ansure, but he didnt really care. Chances are after this job they would eather backstab him, or he would just take off and be on his own once more. But that was something to worry about later, right now he needed to find the person he was sent in to find. The girl that had joined them a few moments ago had ripped the red doors hindges off. Skeith could only stare in shock. "How the fu ..." Skeith said, but was interupted by the sound of armor clanking in the distance.

"Lets get going quick!. Once we are though put that door back." Skeith said as he pushed past both of them, into a very dark large room. Skeith was unable to see the walls of the room, and wasnt even sure if there was any. He then turned around to the others, and yelled, "You comming?" Skeith could tell they where born fighters, but they had at least two hundred soldiers, and where about to use them all. And there was no way the three of them could kill all them.

Lumy · 01-13-2007, 10:13 AM

KOS-MOS introduced herself as well, buit noticed the hesitation on Skeith. "my name is KOS-MOS. And you?" she asked the only one who still hadn't introduced himself. but just then she heard a sound. the sound of thousands of men marching tiowards them, their plate armour making their footsteps heavy, their spears making metalic noises. KOS-MOS was still surprised about Skeith's comment when she "opened" the door, but shook it off and concentrated on what to do about the small army of men that was heading towards them. Should she fight? They where probably hostile and had orders to stop them at all costs. She had woundered for a while now who this Hooded man was. Skeith whent inside the dark room behind the red door and asked if they where comming.

She turned to fantus "What should we do? Fight now or look for that man?" she said as she heard the men turning a corner, commingneerer to the place the small group was.

.Razgriz · 01-13-2007, 10:21 AM

Sirus walked around the corner being alearted he drew his sword and pointed at Skeith and KOS-MOS "I'll slice you down if you get in my way," He said with a cold look at them. "Strange you're differint from other people...," He said to KOS-MOS "What are you?" He asked with his sword still pointing at group of people. "There he is!" Three group of guards yelled as they came from the same direction at once. Sirus looked behind and then pointed his sword to the front "Scatter...," He said the sword shattered into millions of pieces and then fell to the ground. Slowly the pieces of the swords turned into tiny little red lasers that came after guards he spread his hand over to them and the lasers surrounded the gaurds. Then soon they stabbed the guards everywhere like little bees stinging them to death.

"Gather once more," He said quietly then the lasers gathered once again onto his sword.

Timmpot · 01-13-2007, 07:40 PM

Fantus's ear twitched. he heard metal. Lots of metal. Metal on stone. he looked at the humans and smiled. Fantus listened as another noise came up, diffrent than metal on stone. A man walked in, thretened them, and then destroyed a small group of guards. hmm...he could be very usefull Fantus thought, and heard the Metal sounds getting closer. "Kos-Mos right? this is what i want you to do...me and you will go with skeith He said as he tried to see into the void of darkness. he couldnt see a thing. "young man, he said as he turned to the man with the red laser sword "[color="darkorchid"]Kill anything that comes through.[/COLOR"] He said. If he dies by the guards, thats one less i have to worry about. If he lives, he will never be able to follow us Fantus smirked and flew into the darkness.

zoten_Dragonis · 01-14-2007, 12:30 AM

-NAME: Zoten Dragonis
-AGE (or how old you look/are): 19
-HEIGHT: 6' 5"
-WEIGHT: 190 lbs.
-RACE: Dragonic Humaniod. (Human with the power of dragons.)
-DESCRIPTION: Pitch black hair with crimson highlights (Making his hair look blodd-soaked.) Glowing Crimson dragon-like eyes and fangs longer than those of normal humans. Wears a set of black colored power-armor over his normal clothes con sisting of black jeans, shrit, overcoat, and standard-issue combat boots. The armor comes with a helm that has various image/sound enhanceing capabilities. He has black wings growing out his back that are also protected by the power armor, thus enableing him to fly.
-WEAPONS/MAGIC:
Excalibur: Found this legendary blade in the falbled tomb of King Arthur, had to pass mirlin's test before he could have it. The blade itself is about as tall as he is and made of a metal unlike anything he has encountered. The hand guard is adorned by two dragons entwining thier necks. The hilt is black and silver and the pommel is set with a dragon inside a circle. A name is scribed on the pmmel along with the sword's name. The other name is indescipherable.

Crossbow: For when close quarters combat is not a good thing.

Fire magic: Mastery over fire.
-ABILITIES:
Flight: Due to the power armor streghtening his wings, he is able to fly like a normal dragn would be able to, and give most aircraft a run for there money

Hightened sense: Dragonic ability. His senses are far superior than that of a normal human.
-BIO. (optional): Was once a pet project of the Dictator to create a race of supersoliders. Little did he know that the dragon was one thing in this world he could not control. I was the prototype. i escaped and destroyed the lab where I was created. My only mission now is to bring dwon the corrupt governemtn so they could not try any experiment like this again on anyone else. Government exists not to harm, but to protect. That is what Zoten believes, heart and soul (If he has one that is.)
-SIDE (Angel / Demon /neutral / mercenary ): Netral.

IC--

Zoten was standing atop a building in the capital city. That fat fool STILL had soldiers and aircraft out serching for him. That idiot should know by now that if he didn't want to be found, he wasn't going to be. Or so he thought. he felt a presence behind him and spun around to face and man swathed in black from head to toe.

"And who would you be, to find me here?" Zoten asked the man. He coould make out a smirk on the man's face. "Why, your hatered of the current government is legendary. In fact, there is someone you'd probably like to meet.His hatred of the Dictator is almost equal to yours." The mysterious one said. Zoten scoffed at that. "Somehow I doubt that." Zoten said. "That maybe true, but he could help you kill the one who made you." he said to him. Zoten growled. "I need no help gutting that bastard. His head will be severed by my Excalibur, of that you can be assured." Zoten said. The mysterious one laughed. "Of that I have no doubt, but you will have to get to him, and that could prove difficult." The man said.

Zoten pondered this for about a split second. It was true after all. That fat bastard did have his fair share of elite guards that might even prove difficult for him to take alone. "Fine, where do I find this person?" Zoten asked. Data was uploaded to his helmet. "Why do I forsee this coasting me?" Zoten said to himself as he closed the helmet and activated the power armor. "Don't worry. You will be reimbursed for any expenses." The man said and vanished. Zoten toke off to the place where the person was held. There was a bit of a rukus there. Apparently he wasn't the only one here to free this unusual person.

He entered the complex easily enough, but tere was one problem. About a thousand soldiers standing between him and is objective. He drew Excalibur and went into battle.