ALIAS
Deathwish/Arc
OCCUPATION
Hitman/Henchman
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Living Blood
Villain
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Sept 19, 2024 20:12:02 GMT
Post by Arc Bishop on Sept 19, 2024 20:12:02 GMT
[attr="class","alpha"] [attr="class","beta"] A lean figure ran lightly across the rooftops like a fleeting shadow in the night, hurtling itself over the gaps between buildings with reckless abandon. Fitted black combat gear helped him blend into the darkness, paired with a wide hood that obscured his face, and more importantly, the locks of bright white hair that would have otherwise given his presence away immediately to prying eyes. Behind the figure was what seemed like two tails tipped with clawed hands, occasionally swinging ahead to grab a ledge and propel the man up and over onto the next roof whenever he jumped short of his goal or the next roof proved too high. As Arc neared the area he would find his target in he slowed his headlong approach and began to creep along with more care, ducking low in the shadows and avoiding the edges where he might be seen from an upper-floor window. His current job was an unusual one, but he took it just as seriously as any other, more so because of his clients than the lack-luster pay they could offer him for it. In reality the money they offered would only tide him over for a day or two at best, but he'd always been a push-over for women and they knew it. Arc had a few contacts scattered throughout the city that tossed him jobs here and there or sent stray clients his way. His current clients had been strays, just three normies working in the entertainment district, but the fact that three different women wanted the same man killed had piqued his curiosity. Perhaps that had been his mistake, after all he was no vigilante, but after being fed drinks and listening to their stories he had soon found himself wanting the guy to bite it, too. He had never been a fan of pretentious pricks, less so when they left a trail of misery and broken hopes. ~Wait..~ Whisp's warning snapped him from his thoughts as he paused and ducked lower in the darkness, remaining still as he listened for a few moments before he slowly peeked over the low wall along the edge of his building's roof. On the next building over he could make out another figure in the night, but it was too dark for him to get a good look at them or even determine if it was a man or woman. He could however make out the glint of the rifle trained over the lip of the roof, and as he followed it's direction he quickly realized he now had a problem, emphasized by Whisp's hiss in his mind. ~They're stealing our pray!~ Less concerned with who got the target as Whisp was, Arc slipped behind the low wall and crept like a cat in the opposite direction the figure was facing, quickly having Wisp pull him over the gap between their buildings and onto the opposite side. He was making his way slowly toward the figure from behind, moreso out of curiosity and mischeviousness than any malicious intentions, when he heard the muted sound of the gun go off and paused. Judging by the quiet crackling responce of the person's coms he figured it was safe to assume his Target had been offically snatched out from under him, and he gave a brief moment of silence for his wallet before shifting to move once more, but that was when his luck abruptly ran out. Suddenly, he found himself looking down the barrel of the rifle. ~Oh PERFECT, a bitch with a gun!~ Arc blinked and realized Whisp was right, the figure on the rooftop was indeed a woman now that he was closer and she was facing him, but if anything that made him feel like this was an even worse position to be in. "Woah woah," Arc kept his voice soft and light, raising his hands up beside his head with his palms out toward her as he carefully stepped to the side out of the shadows and into what dismal light there was on the rooftop. "Easy there, I mean no harm." He leaned his head back and let his hood fall off to reveal his face, giving her an apologetic smile despite the loaded gun pointed at him. "If he's dead that's good enough for me, promise. All yours. The creep ain't worth it anyway." [newclass=.alpha]background-color:#444444;padding:20px;width:450px;[/newclass] [newclass=.beta]background-color:#ffffff;color:#444444;padding:20px;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:2px;word-spacing:1px;[/newclass] Dani Shirai,
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ALIAS
Deathwish/Arc
OCCUPATION
Hitman/Henchman
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Living Blood
Villain
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Sept 19, 2024 14:36:27 GMT
Post by Arc Bishop on Sept 19, 2024 14:36:27 GMT
[attr="class","alpha"] [attr="class","beta"] As the Salamanders began to recede and draw away from him, Arc ignored the booming voice and narrowed his eyes skeptically, watching the lizards swarm back towards the castle away from the attacking parties they wanted to stop. ~I can see smoke, you alright thinking that much..?~ He ignored Whisp's sarcastic hiss in his head as he watched the scene that unfolded before him, his eyes lighting up as he found himself staring upward at a real-life DRAGON. He was so enthralled by the sight that he didn't move at first despite his proximity to immediate danger, until the red claws suddenly slammed into the ground and launched him out of the way of the dragon's path and back into the air. ~DO. NOT.~ A furious warning screeched in his mind but Arc only frowned, he hated being yanked away from such an opportunity... but he had little time to argue before his world was suddenly flipped upside-down. He had been airborne as the Owl gave a flap of it's giant wings, and before he could reach something for Whisp to grab he was suddenly torn at by a massive gale and flung off-coarse with a yelp of surprise. He tumbled through the air and braced for impact, but was equally surprised and relieved when he was caught by what looked like a spider-web of.. energy? Honestly he had no clue, but it was unimportant. He recovered quickly and poked at the web for a moment before cracking a smirk and shifting into a crouched position reminiscent of a cat about to pounce. During his rough landing on the web his hood had slipped off, but he was too preoccupied with his target to care as the two red constructs shot behind him through the holes in the webbing and grabbed hold of the rough floor. As the claws gripped the cracks in the floor and struggled to pull Arc backwards into the Web, essentially turning the web into a large sling-shot, he glanced over to the woman also in the web and flashed her a smile. "Hold on tight, Sunshine! I'm commandeering this ride for a moment~" He called out his warning to Stellar and gave her a humored salute a moment before the clawed constructs let go of the ground and gravity took over, launching Arc forward into the air in the direction of the Owl. He was fully aware this was awful timing to do so, the pink chick's gunfire hadn't escaped his attention, but he figured what was a bad moment for him had to be an even worse moment for the Owl, and perhaps the perfect distraction. As he shot through the air he brought his arms up over his head locked his hands behind his head, pointing his elbows forward as the wind clawed at him to try and reduce drag as well as protect his head somewhat as he entered the range of pinky's turret. As he sailed just above the Owl he released his head and twisted in the air to face it's back, his two constructs shooting forward to try and snake around it's wings in an attempt to bind them as well as pull Arc onto it's back like a human burr. Should he succeed, Arc planned to use his constructs to try and pull the wings back, looping Whisp around them to use their own strength against them and secure them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~` Sum:-Got blown out of the air by Owl and into Stellar's Web -Used said web to sling-shot himself back at Owl after calling a warning to Stellar -Attempting to bind the Owl's wings from it's back [newclass=.alpha]background-color:#444444;padding:20px;width:450px;[/newclass] [newclass=.beta]background-color:#ffffff;color:#444444;padding:20px;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:2px;word-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
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ALIAS
Deathwish/Arc
OCCUPATION
Hitman/Henchman
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Living Blood
Villain
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Sept 16, 2024 1:11:47 GMT
Post by Arc Bishop on Sept 16, 2024 1:11:47 GMT
[attr="class","alpha"] [attr="class","beta"] "Cause I'm a bitch~" High above the streets on the roof of a nearby building a figure was skipping along the edge carelessly, singing along to the electropop blasting from a pair of bulky silver headphones hanging around his neck. "Get in loser for the.. JOYRIDE~" As the song ended, Arc spun on his heel with his back to the edge and tossed his arms out to either side. Closing his eyes, he leaned back and felt the pull of gravity and empty space bellow, followed by the whoosh of wind as he let himself fall. He dropped through the air and twisted his body like a cat until he was looking down at the ground as it rushed up to meet him, but the emotion on his face was far from what you would call fear. Rather, his crimson eyes seemed to almost glow with excitement and a wide grin was plastered to his face as he fell. As he came within seconds of hitting the sidewalk, two red wing-like constructs shot out from his lower back and slammed into the ground to catch him midair. However it was so last-minute that as he jerked to a stop, Arc's head snapped forward and collided with the sidewalk. Albeit not as hard as he would have without the wings catching him, it was still hard enough that for a moment, not a single thought would form in his head. The wings then dropped him onto his stomach and after a moment he slowly got to his feet with a grunt. "You're an absolute dickhead, you know that?" Arc hissed under his breath and touched his forehead gingerly, scowling as it came away bloody. Granted, it wasn't enough that his bangs wouldn't hide it, but that wasn't the point. ~Be grateful, the only reason you're not braindead by now is because I don't want to be trapped in a hospital bed.~ A hiss echoed through his mind as one of the wings stretched up to slap him across the back of the head hard enough to make him stumble. ~Not that you have much brain to begin with...~Arc swiped the edge of his shirt over his forehead and quickly fixed his bangs before sighing and deciding to just leave it at that. He was too tired to argue with Whisp today, and now he had to deal with a ringing in his ears to top it all off. He gave his head a shake to try and clear it a little before adjusting his headphones and heading up the sidewalk in search of something sweet, the red wings seeming to retract under the back of his shirt and vanish from sight as he paused outside of a convenience store window. From this angle he could see the man behind the counter inside, and an amused smirk appeared on Arc's face as the man struck a pose, likely thinking he was alone. "Hah, cute." Arc chuckled and headed into the store with a skip in his step, raising his eyebrow as his ears picked up a rush of movement from the direction of the counter. He pulled his gaze from the shelf of sweets as he passed and looked up towards the till when he heard the usual wage-slave greeting, but then he slowed to a stop, tilting his head to the side slightly and regarding the other man with a look that was half amusement, half really?. "You must be so glad I'm not your boss, eh?"[newclass=.alpha]background-color:#444444;padding:20px;width:450px;[/newclass] [newclass=.beta]background-color:#ffffff;color:#000000;padding:20px;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:2px;word-spacing:1px;[/newclass] Kozue Yoshi ,
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ALIAS
Deathwish/Arc
OCCUPATION
Hitman/Henchman
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Living Blood
Villain
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Sept 15, 2024 3:17:52 GMT
Post by Arc Bishop on Sept 15, 2024 3:17:52 GMT
[attr="class","alpha"] [attr="class","beta"] As the fighting raged on through the room a portal flashed into existence at the entrance point behind the Heroes and Students. Except... it wasn't one of theirs. A figure in black combat-gear slipped through to land lightly on his feet and glance around. A black hood pulled over his head obscured most of his features, revealing little more than white hair and a fanged grin as he shot forward straight into the fray only moments after appearing. He ran low as he approached the salamanders and withdrew two long daggers from his sleeves, their blades curved sharply as if to resemble crescent moons, before bringing them up in front of his face and chest as if preparing to strike. However as he reached them, two red wing-like constructs shot out from his lower back and slammed into the ground on either side of him as he suddenly jumped, flinging him high into the air over the salamanders instead. With a kick of his leg the man twisted in the air like a gymnast, his hidden gaze locked onto an owl as he sailed over it and lashed out with both blades aimed at it's back and neck. As he fell back towards the ground his 'wings' shifted into what appeared closer to two clawed hands, their palms planting firmly on the ground to catch him like an extra pair of arms, leaving him suspended a few feet from the ground for a moment before he pitched forward and dropped back onto his feet midway to the gate. Almost as soon as his feet touched the ground the salamanders nearest him veered towards him, but they were met with heavy swipes of the red clawed hands as the man crouched low and struck out around himself with the two constructs, seemingly unworried about his rather risky position. [newclass=.alpha]background-color:#444444;padding:20px;width:450px;[/newclass] [newclass=.beta]background-color:#ffffff;color:#000000;padding:20px;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:2px;word-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
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ALIAS
Deathwish/Arc
OCCUPATION
Hitman/Henchman
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Living Blood
Villain
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Sept 13, 2024 20:01:55 GMT
Post by Arc Bishop on Sept 13, 2024 20:01:55 GMT
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MATHEMATICAL BREAKDOWN: EXP Spent: 50kA- Attribute: 21,000 B+ Skill: 15,750 C+ Quirk: 5,250 C+ Attribute: 5,250 C- Attribute: 1,750 D+ Attribute: 750 D Attribute: 250 EXP Left: 0 OTHER: 50k Start PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
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ALIAS
Deathwish/Arc
OCCUPATION
Hitman/Henchman
EVENT TOKENS
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QUIRK
Living Blood
Villain
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Sept 12, 2024 23:07:16 GMT
Post by Arc Bishop on Sept 12, 2024 23:07:16 GMT
credits to @rx for the template [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header1"]ARC BISHOP [attr="class","header2"]OVERVIEW » NAME: Arch Bishop Blackburn » AGE: 23 » GENDER: Male » AFFILIATION: Villain » ALIAS: Deathwish / Arc » OCCUPATION: Hitman/Henchman [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]PERSONALITY » POSITIVE TRAITS:✔ Loyal ✔ Curious ✔ Honest ✔ Kind
| » NEGATIVE TRAITS:✘ Sassy ✘ Dissociative ✘ Adrenaline Junky ✘ Grim/Pessimistic
| »LIKES:✔ Animals ✔ Sweets ✔ Drugs/Booze ✔ The Night/Moon
| »DISLIKES:✘ Himself ✘ Society ✘ Sunlight ✘ Country Music/Jazz
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"Beep-beep, bitch, I'm outside~"
Arc is like if your gay best friend was also a crackhead that occasionally killed people for work, no biggie. He's surprisingly kind and considerate of others despite his work life, often giving 'gifts' to his friends to try and cheer them up, although some of said gifts tend to be things like pretty rocks or shiny things, much like a crow. Still, he's trying. He is very much ride-or-die and would toss his life out the window in a heartbeat to help a friend, or even a complete stranger under the right circumstances. He is especially protective of kids and women, often acting like a mother hen or brother towards them, but can be more instigative towards men. He gets a kick out of angering people he doesn't like, but is never the first to cause violence unless ordered or in defense. He hates seeing people in pain and can become distressed easily over the well-being of the people he cares about, despite the irony of how little he takes care of himself. Beneath the surface, Arc is incredibly disturbed and despises himself. He has a major substance abuse problem as well as severe issues with disassociation. Because of this, he is often reckless and daring to-a-fault with no regard for his life. Honestly the only reason he is still alive is because Whisp won't let him choose otherwise. As a result, Arc becomes stressed quickly when he is in charge of himself and often looks to others to tell him what to do, essentially treating himself as a living weapon. Due to his quirk and training, Arc works by the simple philosophy that he should do what makes him the most useful, regardless of personal feelings. He is a good hitman, and the way he sees it is that even if he didn't kill, someone else would. They were a target for a reason, so the least he could do is make it quick, right? However, due to his disassociation he is incredibly obedient once employed and will carry out any order he is given or die trying, even if it was to hurt someone he loved. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]APPEARANCE » HEIGHT: 5'7 » WEIGHT: 146lbs » EYE COLOR: Crimson » HAIR COLOR: White » SKIN COLOR: Pale, Almost white » FACE CLAIM NAME: Kuzuha » FACE CLAIM SERIES: VTuber Arc is a handsome young man with a lean flexible body. At first glance he can appear frail due to his slim frame and grey-ish complexion, but this is a mistake to assume. In reality his muscles are toned and strong, and he works out daily to keep it so. They are simply not the weight-lifter kind of muscles for physical power, but rather the kind meant for body control that you might see on an acrobat. Assumingly due to the nature of his quirk, Arc's body is mutated slightly beyond normal. His ears are pointed and look similar to what you'd expect of an elf from fantasy, and his nails and teeth are better described as claws and fangs. Together it gives him a look that has made him rather tired of vampire jokes. Although his clothing style is all over the place, he often looks 'punky' due to the various piercings he has on his body; Including multiple on his ears and lips, hips, and eyebrow. Besides the hip piercings which can't be removed, he tends to switch it up day to day with the other piercings, but consistently keeps at least some in his ears. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]HISTORY ((WARNING: Contains subjects that may be Triggering)) Arc grew up in northern Canada in a city riddled with crime. His parents, Dr. Alice Blackburn and Dr. Jason Blackburn, worked in a hidden clinic operated from home that catered to villains, which gave them a fair bit of protection in the underground for them and their children. As a young boy he often was the mother hen to his younger twin siblings, Church & Faith, while their parents worked in the clinic. Although his younger siblings weren't aware of this, and Arc was told never to tell them, he was actually their half-sibling. During the early days of the clinic before Alice and her husband raised their reputation, the clinic was ransacked by a Villain while Jason was out on a call. Alice was severely injured in the assault but managed to kill her attacker before he could kill her, however, they later learned that the Villain had left his own form of legacy by the assault. Being the kind of person Alice was, she kept the baby despite Jason being strongly against it, and that was how Arc came to be. Because of his origin, Arc had always felt an invisible wall between himself and his parents, especially Jason. Although the man had adopted him legally, Jason never treated Arc as a son besides the bare minimum to keep the peace, and keep Arc's real father a secret from their other kids. Due to this, Arc was far closer to his siblings and often simply stayed out of their parent's way, instead focusing on looking after Church and Faith. As they grew older, Arc began to hear whispers in his head that slowly grew louder as the years went on. By the time he was twelve, the voice had influenced him into seeking escape from his parent's looks by running with a rather bad crowd. When he wasn't caring for his younger siblings, he was often out in the city getting into dangerous situations to distract himself. However, looking back now is painful for him because of what happened while he was avoiding his family, and the choices he made without realizing the consequences. When his little sister began to practice with her quirk, a dangerous ability able to change the properties of her own blood, Arc knew about it. He had caught her in the act early on, but buckled when she bagged him to stay quiet. He had thought if Church had learned to do it, surely as his twin Faith could too, so instead of reporting her to their parents he helped her as much as he could and offered her support, but it had been the wrong call. When Arc was seventeen, he came home to a scene that still haunts him to this day. He had been approaching the back door of their building when the screams began, and almost immediately Arc's blood ran cold as he recognized Faith's voice. But as he rushed into their home the sight that waited for him froze him in his tracks. At first Arc thought Faith was having some kind of fit, Church was sitting on the floor holding onto her in his lap as she screamed and thrashed, but as Arc quickly moved closer he noticed the morbid injuries slowly spreading over Faith and had a horrific realization of what was happening to her. ~You should have told them what she was doing.~ That single whisper in his mind broke a part of Arc, and for a moment all he could do was drop to his knees beside them... At some point, Arc became aware that the screaming had changed. When he snapped out of it, he realized Faith was no longer screaming. The scream was Church. Arc wasn't sure if Church's screaming was from the trauma or the pain from Faith's acid, but the moment his eyes caught the burns on Church's chest, Arc was consumed by a wave of absolute panic. No! Immediately he was moving, wrenching Church away from the remains of their sister and dragging his hysterical brother into the bathroom to drench with water in the bathtub. Arc knew little of chemicals, but due to his mother and sibling's quirks, he had been told safety measures for them. The knowledge had been worthless in Faith's situation, but with Church he knew what to do and absolutely refused to loose both of them. That night their parents came home to the scene and found the brothers both unconscious in the bathroom, Church severely burned across his torso but stable in the bathtub, and Arc collapsed on the floor with similar burns over his arms. After they lost Faith, Arc pulled away from his family and tried to escape the guilt by throwing himself into his hidden night-life. He began to take drugs and drink to forget, and soon became involved with a Villain named Slater that he worked for to make money for his vices. What started as running drugs quickly escalated as Slater realized Arc's potential as a killer, and through manipulation and drugs, he soon had Arc on a leash. Over the next three years Arc was put through hell in the form of training to become the perfect pawn, both physically and mentally, and all of this he hid from his family. Between the drugs and Whisp's influence, Arc had become unpredictable at home and developed a hair-pin temper with Church. Not because he ever hated his little brother, but because every time he looked at him he was reminded of Faith, and how he had failed as an older brother. Overwhelmed, he sometimes lost control and came to blows with his brother, often leading to serious injuries on both sides. Suffice it to say, this did little to help Arc's negative view of himself, but he thought it fitting that Church had grown to hate him. As Arc's training with Slater was coming to an end, Arc opened the back door of their home one night to find his Boss standing in the doorway. Although he wasn't aware of it at the time, and might have slammed the door shut had he known, this was the beginning of the second worst night of his life. As Arc hesitated at the door in surprise, Slater walked into the home as if it were his own, and when Arc's parents reacted in surprise to the sudden appearance of a man in their Livingroom, Slater trained a gun on the two of them and casually ordered Arc to kill his own parents in order to pass his final initiation. Arc and his parents had never been close. Frankly he had half a mind that they both hated him, but the moment Slater spoke the words, Arc visibly recoiled at the idea of killing them. "Get OUT!" Arc's answer was closely followed by the sound of two gunshots, the words hardly out of his mouth before Slater fired the gun and he watched both of his parents drop to the ground. ~HA! That was cruel of you to make their death pointless, moron! I bet Church is NEXT!~ As Whisp's voice echoed in his mind, Arc lost himself to his rage and leaped at Slater. Despite the difference in age and experience, Arc's quirk held the advantage in the cramped space of the house he knew so well, and he quickly overpowered Slater. But, before he could kill his ex-boss, the man pulled a belt with curious orbs out from under his jacket and tossed them to the ground before immediately propelling himself out of the window with his quirk. Alarm bells went off in Arc's mind as he glanced at the orbs, and the moment he registered a soft ticking sound, his anger vanished and he bolted for the stairs. He had just reached the bottom of the stairs when all hell let loose around him. One moment he was looking up toward the second floor, and the next he was opening his eyes to a smoke-filled night sky. He sat up and looked at the ruins left of his home in a shocked numbness, feeling the last part of himself break. ~Naive. What did saying no get you? Eh?~After that night, Arc fled overseas to Japan to try and forget everything, vowing to never disobey an order again and make the same mistake. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]ITEMS (N/A) [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]ATTRIBUTES » AWARENESS (D+) | » SPEED (C-) | » DEXTERITY (A-) | » STRENGTH (D-) | » DURABILITY (D) | » VITALITY (C+) |
Limit Breakers: 4 Available | 1/45 Used [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]EQUIPMENT EQUIPMENT NAME: EQUIPMENT RANK: EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURER:EQUIPMENT DESCRIPTION: [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]QUIRK QUIRK NAME: Living Blood QUIRK RANK: C+ QUIRK TYPE: Mutant/Emitter QUIRK DESCRIPTION: As the name implies, Arc's blood is fully sentient and shares a symbiotic-type relationship with him. Arc's body can continue to function without blood for up to an hour, which allows all of his blood to move temporarily outside of his body to aid him. Although it must remain rooted/connected to Arc, this extends his reach in combat drastically. Referred to by Arc as 'whisper' or 'whisp', his blood often takes the form of two bat-like wings sprouting from Arc's lower back. These 'wings' are unable to give him flight, but often act like an extra pair of arms that can stretch and change shape to aid him, allowing him a startling amount of maneuverability. QUIRK DRAWBACKS:Although he can go awhile with the majority of his blood outside of his body, doing do repeatedly drains him quickly and negatively effects his health, which is the reason he rarely uses his quirk to it's full potential and instead has Whisp act as support. Whisp is capable of hardening itself to create blades, however any blood that has hardened can not return to Arc's body afterward, causing a risk of anemia if it is used too much in succession. Although Arc and Whisp have formed a kind of partnership, it is nearly one-sided and Arc is often harassed or manipulated by Whisp, although not as bad as in the past. When Arc's eyes glow red, Whisp is at his highest influence. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]SKILLS SKILL NAME: Hapkido [Varient] SKILL RANK: B+ SKILL DESCRIPTION: Hapkido is a martial art that focuses primarily on practical self-defense techniques, emphasizing circular and fluid movements to control an opponent’s energy/momentum and use it against them. With the help of his quirk and dexterity, Arc has honed his own version of Hapkido that is a bit more acrobatic than usual, making him lethal in hand-to-hand combat despite not being physically powerful. [attr="class","body"] [attr="class","header2"]SUPER MOVES SUPERMOVE NAME: SUPERMOVE RANK: SUPERMOVE TYPE: SUPERMOVE DESCRIPTION:SUPERMOVE DRAWBACKS:PLAYED BY Delirious [newclass=.body]width:450px;margin:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:arial;font-size:14px;[/newclass] [newclass=.body b]color:#c93232[/newclass] [newclass=.header1]font:bold 40px Arial;width:390px;background:rgb(25,25,25);color:rgb(254, 254, 254);text-align:center;padding:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.header2]font:bold 30px Arial;width:420px;background:rgb(25,25,25);margin:auto;color:rgb(254, 254, 254);text-align:center;padding:15px;[/newclass]
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