Post by Phagetthree on Aug 19, 2009 2:04:48 GMT 8
Name: Master Sergeant Kane Xenophobius
Age: 49
Gender: MALE (FULL TESTOSTERONE POWER)
Species: Homo Sapiens Xenophobes
Appearance:
Armored: 4 meters tall, 2.5 meters wide, 10 tonne weapon of living death, and testosterone.
(badly done, I know) ):
Unarmored: Gruff, heavily muscled (duh), buzzcut, and only wears a pair of boxers with the emperor(Warhammer)'s face allover it. (your mind is your own artist)
Personality:
The most badass, testosterone driven adrenaline junkie you will ever meet. He is fanatically loyal, never betrays his comrades, and has a heart of steel (not literally). He charges into battle without a second thought (which might not work out very well) and wades into combat with the finesse of a bulldozer. Though one might see him as a worthless barbarian at first (since his vocabulary is usually made up of the following -> "RAGE!" "SMASH!" "CHAAAARGE!" "FOR THE EMPEROR!" and "FUCK MY CHAINSAW IS JAMMED!"), he is actually a very skilled warrior who can maneuvre with much agility, even with his full combat armor which weighs >9000kg (nosrsly he is 10 tonnes with it). He loves his battle standard, which he brought from his home planet. He is also superbly hard headed and so might be difficult to convince, but once his mind is set on something (usually to destroy it) he will focus entirely on it.
History:
The Emperor, the sole focus of the Xenophius Empire, had seven Sons, the Primarches, each the epitome of perfection, second only to the Emperor himself. Being the geneseed for the Xenophius army, every soldier is bred to become a massive, loyal, and extremely brutal warrior clad in near indestructable battle armor. Kane is no exception.
Kane had fought three wars for the Xenophius Empire, the first, when he was merely 19, still in training without his combat armor. The Skarrge Invasion was a great blow to the Empire, but Kane gained some renown as he singlehandedly charged a group of four Skarrge warriors ganking an officer, armed with only a chainsword, and defeated them all.
The next war occurred when Kane had already been promoted to Grunt and awarded his combat armor, however, unlike his peers, he was Grunt, First Class and had a medal of the Skarrge Invasion inscribed upon his armor. As he was patrolling his base during a dark, dark, unusually dark, night, the base was overrun by silky black creatures skittering about on six legs, each the size of a rugby ball. Though nobody expected a Grunt to possess much intelligence, Kane immediately came up with a brilliant solution. Quickly sprinting to the armory and taking care to squish as many of those bugs as possible on the way, he carried out two barrels of gasoline and created a firewall of which the invaders, or "Viruses", they had been termed, could not pass. Having stopped the invasion, Kane did the unthinkable. Yelling, "FOR THE EMPEROR! CHAAAARGE!" Kane sprinted right through the flames and into the mass of Viruses, armed with his chainsword and shield. His comrades bravely followed him into battle, as the night wore on, the piles of dead flesh grew ever larger, until nothing stood but gigantic mounds of Viruses, and the victorious Grunt, First Class Kane Xenophobius, along with his equally honorable comrades.
Seven years came to pass, already promoted to Second Sergeant, Kane had command of a squad of troopers whom he had affectionally termed, the "Ultramarines". True to their name, they worked like a commando unit, though they technically were not, having grown close to each other over the years, they were ready to face the Second Skarrge Invasion as the sirens blared and the Emperor made one of his rare speeches, "My Sons, and Xenophobes, do not relent! They shall taste our steel, eat our bullets, and have their bodies filled with lead and plasma as they have had before! Onward!" Roaring a battle cry, Kane led his men right into the fray, the battlestandard on his back jerking back and forth as he swung his chainsword at the mass of enemies. However, the endless tide of alien forms wore on, and his comrades began faltering. "FIGHT ON, BROTHERS! FOR THE EMPEROR!" Kane yelled over the deafening din of clashing metal and dying screams. One by one, his brothers fell. "FUCK! RAAAAAGE! MAIM! KILL! BURN!!!!" Kane flew into an unquenchable bloodthirst and rage as his entire squad was overrun by the aliens. Within his scarred armor, his eyes grew red as his manliness and overflowing amounts of testosterone and adrenaline powered him to new heights of awesomeness. "FUCK YOU ALL! SEND. YOUR. REGARDS. TO. YOUR. BLOODY. BROODMOTHER!" He screamed as even though his chainsword had faltered and sputtered to a halt a long time ago, he threw it head on at a Skarrge officer in the distance, impaling him with the one tonne weapon. The Skarrge, never to have known fear, felt it now. They spread out in a circle about him, careful not to be in range of his powerful, grasping fingers. "AREN'T YOU EAGER TO KILL ME?!" He yelled, but deep inside him, the loss of his brothers affected his faith, and his belief in the Emperor faltered for just an instant. The next, he was banished by the Emperor's immense telepathic and telekinetic powers.
Appearing in [insert your world's name here], bloodied, confused, and downhearted, Kane set about to find his faith in the Emperor, and win honor and glory for the Empire.
Abilities:
Warbringer [ability] - FOR THE EMPEROR! Increased damage resistance in combat.
Charge! - Costs no mana. Charge at incredible speeds at the enemy, momentarily stunning them and knocking them to the ground. Does not work on air units (though he tries =D) [Cooldown: Only useable on the post after the next.]
WAR! Cry - Costs no mana, only can be used in combat. Increases the damage and attack speed of all friendly units (including himself).
Rage! - Costs no mana. Goes into a mad fit of rage, increasing his damage dramatically and all enemies around him take periodic fire damage due to the intensity of his rage. Can only be used in combat, and when heavily surrounded. [Cooldown: Can only be used three posts later.]
Taunt - Costs no mana. Tries to get the target to focus attacks on Kane.
SMASH! - Costs no mana. Smash a single target for massive damage. Can only be used in combat.
Savage Combat - Master of melee. Blademaster. Juggernaut. Destroyer. Smasher. Breaker. Bringer of Ruin. Opponents facing him in melee are demoralized thanks to his sheer size, strength and determination. Also greatly improves his physical damage dealt, nothing can withstand his strikes for long.
Magic Resistance (passive) [magical ability] - More resistant to magical abilities than usual due to his power armor and hardheadedness (read above).
Spell Reflect - Kane's power armor will occasionally reflect a spell cast at him back to the caster.
Steadfastness - Resistant to mind-altering spells.
Equipment:
Ultramarine Power Armor
Ultramarine Battle Standard (lance)
Blessed Chainsword
Valorous Medal of the First War (+10% HP)
Glorious Medal of the Second War (+5% damage)
Standard Bolter Semi-Automatic Assault Rifle
Others: His armor does not need cleaning. It is a power suit, although it does not really support it's own weight entirely, it decreases response time and increases the wearer's agility. (think Mjolnir).
Please note that this character is focused around extreme strength, stamina and damage resistance (other than super testosterone levels and uber adrenaline junkieness), so no MP is required (or maybe at later levels).
Age: 49
Gender: MALE (FULL TESTOSTERONE POWER)
Species: Homo Sapiens Xenophobes
Appearance:
Armored: 4 meters tall, 2.5 meters wide, 10 tonne weapon of living death, and testosterone.
(badly done, I know) ):
Unarmored: Gruff, heavily muscled (duh), buzzcut, and only wears a pair of boxers with the emperor(Warhammer)'s face allover it. (your mind is your own artist)
Personality:
The most badass, testosterone driven adrenaline junkie you will ever meet. He is fanatically loyal, never betrays his comrades, and has a heart of steel (not literally). He charges into battle without a second thought (which might not work out very well) and wades into combat with the finesse of a bulldozer. Though one might see him as a worthless barbarian at first (since his vocabulary is usually made up of the following -> "RAGE!" "SMASH!" "CHAAAARGE!" "FOR THE EMPEROR!" and "FUCK MY CHAINSAW IS JAMMED!"), he is actually a very skilled warrior who can maneuvre with much agility, even with his full combat armor which weighs >9000kg (nosrsly he is 10 tonnes with it). He loves his battle standard, which he brought from his home planet. He is also superbly hard headed and so might be difficult to convince, but once his mind is set on something (usually to destroy it) he will focus entirely on it.
History:
The Emperor, the sole focus of the Xenophius Empire, had seven Sons, the Primarches, each the epitome of perfection, second only to the Emperor himself. Being the geneseed for the Xenophius army, every soldier is bred to become a massive, loyal, and extremely brutal warrior clad in near indestructable battle armor. Kane is no exception.
Kane had fought three wars for the Xenophius Empire, the first, when he was merely 19, still in training without his combat armor. The Skarrge Invasion was a great blow to the Empire, but Kane gained some renown as he singlehandedly charged a group of four Skarrge warriors ganking an officer, armed with only a chainsword, and defeated them all.
The next war occurred when Kane had already been promoted to Grunt and awarded his combat armor, however, unlike his peers, he was Grunt, First Class and had a medal of the Skarrge Invasion inscribed upon his armor. As he was patrolling his base during a dark, dark, unusually dark, night, the base was overrun by silky black creatures skittering about on six legs, each the size of a rugby ball. Though nobody expected a Grunt to possess much intelligence, Kane immediately came up with a brilliant solution. Quickly sprinting to the armory and taking care to squish as many of those bugs as possible on the way, he carried out two barrels of gasoline and created a firewall of which the invaders, or "Viruses", they had been termed, could not pass. Having stopped the invasion, Kane did the unthinkable. Yelling, "FOR THE EMPEROR! CHAAAARGE!" Kane sprinted right through the flames and into the mass of Viruses, armed with his chainsword and shield. His comrades bravely followed him into battle, as the night wore on, the piles of dead flesh grew ever larger, until nothing stood but gigantic mounds of Viruses, and the victorious Grunt, First Class Kane Xenophobius, along with his equally honorable comrades.
Seven years came to pass, already promoted to Second Sergeant, Kane had command of a squad of troopers whom he had affectionally termed, the "Ultramarines". True to their name, they worked like a commando unit, though they technically were not, having grown close to each other over the years, they were ready to face the Second Skarrge Invasion as the sirens blared and the Emperor made one of his rare speeches, "My Sons, and Xenophobes, do not relent! They shall taste our steel, eat our bullets, and have their bodies filled with lead and plasma as they have had before! Onward!" Roaring a battle cry, Kane led his men right into the fray, the battlestandard on his back jerking back and forth as he swung his chainsword at the mass of enemies. However, the endless tide of alien forms wore on, and his comrades began faltering. "FIGHT ON, BROTHERS! FOR THE EMPEROR!" Kane yelled over the deafening din of clashing metal and dying screams. One by one, his brothers fell. "FUCK! RAAAAAGE! MAIM! KILL! BURN!!!!" Kane flew into an unquenchable bloodthirst and rage as his entire squad was overrun by the aliens. Within his scarred armor, his eyes grew red as his manliness and overflowing amounts of testosterone and adrenaline powered him to new heights of awesomeness. "FUCK YOU ALL! SEND. YOUR. REGARDS. TO. YOUR. BLOODY. BROODMOTHER!" He screamed as even though his chainsword had faltered and sputtered to a halt a long time ago, he threw it head on at a Skarrge officer in the distance, impaling him with the one tonne weapon. The Skarrge, never to have known fear, felt it now. They spread out in a circle about him, careful not to be in range of his powerful, grasping fingers. "AREN'T YOU EAGER TO KILL ME?!" He yelled, but deep inside him, the loss of his brothers affected his faith, and his belief in the Emperor faltered for just an instant. The next, he was banished by the Emperor's immense telepathic and telekinetic powers.
Appearing in [insert your world's name here], bloodied, confused, and downhearted, Kane set about to find his faith in the Emperor, and win honor and glory for the Empire.
Abilities:
Warbringer [ability] - FOR THE EMPEROR! Increased damage resistance in combat.
Charge! - Costs no mana. Charge at incredible speeds at the enemy, momentarily stunning them and knocking them to the ground. Does not work on air units (though he tries =D) [Cooldown: Only useable on the post after the next.]
WAR! Cry - Costs no mana, only can be used in combat. Increases the damage and attack speed of all friendly units (including himself).
Rage! - Costs no mana. Goes into a mad fit of rage, increasing his damage dramatically and all enemies around him take periodic fire damage due to the intensity of his rage. Can only be used in combat, and when heavily surrounded. [Cooldown: Can only be used three posts later.]
Taunt - Costs no mana. Tries to get the target to focus attacks on Kane.
SMASH! - Costs no mana. Smash a single target for massive damage. Can only be used in combat.
Savage Combat - Master of melee. Blademaster. Juggernaut. Destroyer. Smasher. Breaker. Bringer of Ruin. Opponents facing him in melee are demoralized thanks to his sheer size, strength and determination. Also greatly improves his physical damage dealt, nothing can withstand his strikes for long.
Magic Resistance (passive) [magical ability] - More resistant to magical abilities than usual due to his power armor and hardheadedness (read above).
Spell Reflect - Kane's power armor will occasionally reflect a spell cast at him back to the caster.
Steadfastness - Resistant to mind-altering spells.
Equipment:
Ultramarine Power Armor
Ultramarine Battle Standard (lance)
Blessed Chainsword
Valorous Medal of the First War (+10% HP)
Glorious Medal of the Second War (+5% damage)
Standard Bolter Semi-Automatic Assault Rifle
Others: His armor does not need cleaning. It is a power suit, although it does not really support it's own weight entirely, it decreases response time and increases the wearer's agility. (think Mjolnir).
Please note that this character is focused around extreme strength, stamina and damage resistance (other than super testosterone levels and uber adrenaline junkieness), so no MP is required (or maybe at later levels).