07-04-2011, 01:17 AM
Name: Synch
Age: Appears 18(Doesn’t Age)
Race: Generic (Human Mutation)
Sex: Male
Starting Planet: Earth
Profession: Unemployed
Fighting Style: Self Taught
Short Bio:
Synch was a human genetic bio experiment that was a project that was meant for the betterment of man kind. Through vast genetic manipulation of animals, insects, and plants the scientist working on the project hoped to jump human evolution. It began to look promising so the head scientist, a woman by the name of Rose, gave her disabled son to the experiment as it seemed he would never recover from his natural body’s state or his coma.
Through their work they brought him out of his coma and his body slowly repaired itself. It toughened while finding new ways to take care of its needs such as not needing to actually drink or eat. Not needing as much rest as anyone else and above all it didn’t seem to age. Synch, formally known as Glen, had no clue for years what him happened to him or why.
Like all things though, he eventually found out by disobeying and going through his mother’s records, records in research leading all the way back to him. The snap was inevitable as he found that he had gone from human to a complete monstrosity over the entire time that he recovered. It was during this realization that his body really began to change.
General Description:
Synch has a human body which is lean and built with a smooth looking exterior of skin. This skin is actually rather hard rough and moist. On each segment of the bottom of his fingers are small suction like holes which have various uses one being feeding and one unique one. He has bright blue spiky hair, bright yellow eyes, a slender long blue tongue, and completely pale skin. His normal where is a gray sleeveless denim jacket with a hood (open), baggy blue jeans (torn up knees), and combat boots.
Starting Abilities:
Mimic - An Ability that lets you copy the Abilities of others, although its use has limitations. You can only Mimic an Ability by physically touching another character that has it, and only after that character has used it at least once in front of you. Only one Ability can be Mimicked at a time, and you cannot Mimicked an Ability you already have, nor can you use it to Mimic another player's Custom Techniques. Mimic is such a difficult Ability that Custom Techniques cannot be created to amplify or alter its use. Any Custom Techniques created for a specific Ability become locked if you Mimic a different one. Mimic costs 2 PP per use.
Regeneration - The ability to self-heal, at the cost of your own ki. Doing this can quickly heal minor wounds. However, the process can be slow and larger wounds will require more ki to heal. It can also be used to regrow lost limbs, although the would constitute as a very large wound. This Ability also allows the user to regenerate 1 PP per week.
Trait: Defiant
Stats:
Strength - 25%
Focus - 25%
Endurance - 25%
Agility - 25%
Role-play Sample:
It was one of those droll days in the same old city. South City was as lively as they get, not to mention as annoying. The hooded character stood there in a dark ally, looking out at the public as it rushed on by. Not a single soul having any control over its own life. It was simply work and go home, and for others, it wasn't even a place to call home, maybe perhaps a box, or a bridge. For Synch, these situations were the normal, as he stayed where he liked, normally out in the open. It's not like he really belonged anywhere or with anyone. For him it had been quite some time since he last belonged anywhere.
He was a roamer and a loner, with no place to go or to call his own, but that’s just the way he liked it. Why? Well, that was a simple matter, indeed. People tended to get hurt when he was around. Synch, or the thing formally known as Glen, had the government on his back and the law down his throat. Currently, he was wanted for a murder he did not commit; as the story goes, he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. But how could he blame them? After all, he looked like some psycho from a horror flick, as he had come to think of himself these days.
This day wouldn’t be any different than the others. He would have to watch his pale-skinned back, survive off what he could scavenge, and wait for the next day. That was, of course, if everything had worked out the way it should have. The way it would have if he hadn’t have saved that one little boy in the street. The mother had been grateful, until she caught a glimpse of his face. It was then that all Hell was raised.
Age: Appears 18(Doesn’t Age)
Race: Generic (Human Mutation)
Sex: Male
Starting Planet: Earth
Profession: Unemployed
Fighting Style: Self Taught
Short Bio:
Synch was a human genetic bio experiment that was a project that was meant for the betterment of man kind. Through vast genetic manipulation of animals, insects, and plants the scientist working on the project hoped to jump human evolution. It began to look promising so the head scientist, a woman by the name of Rose, gave her disabled son to the experiment as it seemed he would never recover from his natural body’s state or his coma.
Through their work they brought him out of his coma and his body slowly repaired itself. It toughened while finding new ways to take care of its needs such as not needing to actually drink or eat. Not needing as much rest as anyone else and above all it didn’t seem to age. Synch, formally known as Glen, had no clue for years what him happened to him or why.
Like all things though, he eventually found out by disobeying and going through his mother’s records, records in research leading all the way back to him. The snap was inevitable as he found that he had gone from human to a complete monstrosity over the entire time that he recovered. It was during this realization that his body really began to change.
General Description:
Synch has a human body which is lean and built with a smooth looking exterior of skin. This skin is actually rather hard rough and moist. On each segment of the bottom of his fingers are small suction like holes which have various uses one being feeding and one unique one. He has bright blue spiky hair, bright yellow eyes, a slender long blue tongue, and completely pale skin. His normal where is a gray sleeveless denim jacket with a hood (open), baggy blue jeans (torn up knees), and combat boots.
Starting Abilities:
Mimic - An Ability that lets you copy the Abilities of others, although its use has limitations. You can only Mimic an Ability by physically touching another character that has it, and only after that character has used it at least once in front of you. Only one Ability can be Mimicked at a time, and you cannot Mimicked an Ability you already have, nor can you use it to Mimic another player's Custom Techniques. Mimic is such a difficult Ability that Custom Techniques cannot be created to amplify or alter its use. Any Custom Techniques created for a specific Ability become locked if you Mimic a different one. Mimic costs 2 PP per use.
Regeneration - The ability to self-heal, at the cost of your own ki. Doing this can quickly heal minor wounds. However, the process can be slow and larger wounds will require more ki to heal. It can also be used to regrow lost limbs, although the would constitute as a very large wound. This Ability also allows the user to regenerate 1 PP per week.
Trait: Defiant
Stats:
Strength - 25%
Focus - 25%
Endurance - 25%
Agility - 25%
Role-play Sample:
It was one of those droll days in the same old city. South City was as lively as they get, not to mention as annoying. The hooded character stood there in a dark ally, looking out at the public as it rushed on by. Not a single soul having any control over its own life. It was simply work and go home, and for others, it wasn't even a place to call home, maybe perhaps a box, or a bridge. For Synch, these situations were the normal, as he stayed where he liked, normally out in the open. It's not like he really belonged anywhere or with anyone. For him it had been quite some time since he last belonged anywhere.
He was a roamer and a loner, with no place to go or to call his own, but that’s just the way he liked it. Why? Well, that was a simple matter, indeed. People tended to get hurt when he was around. Synch, or the thing formally known as Glen, had the government on his back and the law down his throat. Currently, he was wanted for a murder he did not commit; as the story goes, he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. But how could he blame them? After all, he looked like some psycho from a horror flick, as he had come to think of himself these days.
This day wouldn’t be any different than the others. He would have to watch his pale-skinned back, survive off what he could scavenge, and wait for the next day. That was, of course, if everything had worked out the way it should have. The way it would have if he hadn’t have saved that one little boy in the street. The mother had been grateful, until she caught a glimpse of his face. It was then that all Hell was raised.
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