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Krylo · 06-21-2009, 04:17 AM

Name: Dorian Mistel
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'8", caucasian, 167lbs, dark brown hair, hazel eyes. Left arm is completely afflicted by ARMS, though this is not readily apparent. He normally wears concealing clothing that can inconspicuously hide his face. Baseball hats with glasses, hoodies, long coats with high collars, etc.
ARMS:

Molecular Reconstruction (10): Basically shape shifting. Dorian can not alter the mass of infected areas, but he may stretch them, increase their density, alter their coloring, and shape them freely. It normally appears as a normal arm. In battle this changes. Usually multiple times.

10 units used for arm to ARMS conversion.

Equipment: A nine mil glock and sufficient ammo taken from a banger.
Backstory: Dorian was a mostly average High School student before the incident, with little concern for grades--just dating, partying, having a good time. It was after one of these parties that he was taken. At first he just thought he had drank too much, and passed out. Had some strange dreams. Super Powered Secret Fighting Tournament? Ridiculous. Too much bad TV and too many nachos. Well that's what he thought until he was attacked on his way home from school by someone with strange powers. Stronger and faster than anyone Dorian had ever seen--and Dorian was his equal. It didn't make sense.

It did, however, make more sense than what happened after Dorian had killed his assailant in self-defense. It was gruesome, vampiric, and, above all, strange. His blood seemed to seep out of his hand and attach itself to the slain man, digging in, and pulling back, his victim's blood traveling with. Dorian knew he was cannibalizing the other's powers. That he hadn't been dreaming.

He didn't go home that night. He was going to use these powers to find that man with the needle and kill him, and his employers. He'd take the money from their cold dead hands, and then take his life back.
Motivation: Survival. True goal is to figure out who's organized this thing and get his life back.
Allignment: Chaotic Neutral

06-21-2009, 04:17 AM	#26
Krylo The Straightest Shota Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: It's a secret to everybody. Posts: 17,789	Name: Dorian Mistel Gender: Male Appearance: 5'8", caucasian, 167lbs, dark brown hair, hazel eyes. Left arm is completely afflicted by ARMS, though this is not readily apparent. He normally wears concealing clothing that can inconspicuously hide his face. Baseball hats with glasses, hoodies, long coats with high collars, etc. ARMS: Molecular Reconstruction (10): Basically shape shifting. Dorian can not alter the mass of infected areas, but he may stretch them, increase their density, alter their coloring, and shape them freely. It normally appears as a normal arm. In battle this changes. Usually multiple times. 10 units used for arm to ARMS conversion. Equipment: A nine mil glock and sufficient ammo taken from a banger. Backstory: Dorian was a mostly average High School student before the incident, with little concern for grades--just dating, partying, having a good time. It was after one of these parties that he was taken. At first he just thought he had drank too much, and passed out. Had some strange dreams. Super Powered Secret Fighting Tournament? Ridiculous. Too much bad TV and too many nachos. Well that's what he thought until he was attacked on his way home from school by someone with strange powers. Stronger and faster than anyone Dorian had ever seen--and Dorian was his equal. It didn't make sense. It did, however, make more sense than what happened after Dorian had killed his assailant in self-defense. It was gruesome, vampiric, and, above all, strange. His blood seemed to seep out of his hand and attach itself to the slain man, digging in, and pulling back, his victim's blood traveling with. Dorian knew he was cannibalizing the other's powers. That he hadn't been dreaming. He didn't go home that night. He was going to use these powers to find that man with the needle and kill him, and his employers. He'd take the money from their cold dead hands, and then take his life back. Motivation: Survival. True goal is to figure out who's organized this thing and get his life back. Allignment: Chaotic Neutral __________________ I am very tired. Last edited by Krylo; 06-22-2009 at 08:03 PM.