Virkalon May 6, 2018 16:28:08 GMT -6
Post by Virkalon on May 6, 2018 16:28:08 GMT -6
ALIASES: Harbinger, Virk
GENDER: Identifies as Male
STARTING PLANET: After Life
Virkalon is a ghost who appears as a blue specter with arms. The eyes are simply holes though its body, its body wispy thin while the hands appear as disembodied parts which he may use. This appearance changes however when he transforms, taking on a more humanoid appearance. The head appearing as a helmet with ears going upwards along both sides. The shoulders are elongated on each side, the arms that extend from them appearing unusually thin at the biceps with the elbows seeing an increase in side. At the form arms there is a blue crystal in each arm with the hands taking on a similar glow. The coat of Virkalon in this form extends well past the waist, ending around the shins with holes in the fabric itself. Appearing as a torn battle coat of some sort with various holes and tears. Along the front is a long line of what appears to be clasps to keep the coat closed. The pants appearing as loose fitting with torn ends as well, the boots Virkalon wear stretch up to the knees without laces.
BACKGROUND: Virkalon was once a hero, born a long long time ago. His original name was lost to time, but at some point he adopted his home worlds name. His world was war torn, battle scarred and dying as endless war strangled the life from it. Virkalon was born to a small town guard captain, his upbringing was that of fear of death and misery. Two great nations waging war to bring the other to heel, the people suffering under the clashes of great armies funded by space lords and tyrants. Far above the war this spectators watched with fat guts, eagerly throwing credits at the willing warlords who governed their nations.
Virkalon the planet eventually suffered a cataclysm that nearly brought all of their civilization to an end. Volcanoes erupted, fissures swallowed cities, mountains split, oceans swelled to consume the land and the sky itself turned dark as ash filled it to the brim. The boy Virkalon being swallowed by one of the fissures nearly lost his life in those turbulent times. His decent only stopped by a magical entity as ancient as the planet itself, arguably longer perhaps. A sword of power, one that sang to him liken only to that of a siren, drawing him in to release it from its slumber. The boy however refused, afraid of such a thing and revulsion filled his body at its sickly sweet presence.
The sword however was not the reward promised, much as he believed. The sword was a simple decoy as he soon discovered when a woman of unnatural beauty came down before him. She told him of the planets decent and eventual death. He would need to must up his courage as he was the only one able to save his people from certain doom. Fearful, he was unable to accept the idea he would save a people who did nothing more than want to kill each other. However, the woman spoke of how the people could change. She was kind with her words, soothing the boy's fears and he accepted begrudgingly.
So Virkalon the hero was born, his ki unlocked and his body aged to the point where he could wield it. He returned to the surface, spending weeks helping as many people as possible escape the planet. The planet was in its death throes admittedly, the surface convulsing as magma began to consume what little remained of the planets surface. However, his job was not yet finished as the hero could sense more people in need of aid. As such he raced to their aid, through magma spires and rocks erupting from the ground as the tectonics of the planet collided violently.
There he discovered a small group of people, huddled together upon a sinking mound of rock. With quick judgement and speed on his side, he was able to get them to safety... but he could not do the same. As the ship tried to reach him, he simply told them to leave. There had been enough needless sacrifice on this world, he at least wanted the last death to be a meaningful one. As the last of the people left their dying world, they could only watch as their planet and their savior... perish. So ends the story of the Virkalon, a forgotten footnote in the history of the galaxy.
What happened to his people is unknown, as all that remained of the planet Virkalon was space debris and lifeless rock. History has forgotten such a person, but in death the hero still exists albeit small and fragile in the afterlife.
OFFENSIVE TECHNIQUES: Through some proper Ki Manipulation, you've gained the ability to summon a barrier made of Ki! Protects you with power equal to 33% of your current PL.
[N1] Ki Barrier: Through some proper Ki Manipulation, you've gained the ability to summon a barrier made of Ki! Protects you with power equal to 33% of your current PL.
[N1] Ki Beam/Blast/Orb: Through proper Ki Manipulation, you have gained the ability to shoot pure energy from your body! The beam/blast/orb can be flavored (name, appearance, firing technique etc) however you like. Deals 33% of your current PL in damage.
[N1] Ki-Infused Melee Attack: Through proper Ki Manipulation, you have gained the ability to supercharge your melee attacks with Ki! The melee attack can be flavored however you like, and mechanically functions identically to a ranged technique. Deals 33% of your current PL in damage.