Post by Angra Mainyu. on Aug 18, 2006 19:08:13 GMT -5
Name: William Carne. (Discarded and unknown, even forgotten by Angra.)
Taken name: Angra Mainyu.
Occupation: Apprentice. Insane.
Nationality: North German/south Danish.
Height: 6’1’’
Weight: 210 lbs.
Age: 17 years.
Hair Color: Dark brown to a light black.
Eye Color: Intense green.
Appearance:
Appearance, disregard the gun.
His hair is like the picture, long and wild. He looks older than he really is, all the years on the run and otherwise has hardened his face to make him seem older. He could easily go for being 22-25. Depends whether or not he has shaven for some time. He always wears some sunglasses that darken his view on the world (what sunglasses usually do). His upper body is covered in a simple black shirt that has the top button unbuttoned. This is inside or warm weather wear, if it’s cold outside, then he has a black coat over this shirt. His pants are generally black like everything else. His skin is quite tanned as he has spent most of his past 2-3 years outside in the open fresh air. His face is quite handsome.
Personality: Angra, obsessed with the subject of pain, his own and the one of others. He is a loud and arrogant person who believes to be the best around. He doesn’t care whom he absorbs from as it’s all the same. He is wicked and twisted in many ways. He has little to no morals at all and his guilt is non-existent. Never tasted the feeling of love, not in any form has left him to be cold and non caring about the well being of others, rather, he would love to see them in pain, the more the better. It’s quite simple what Angra is; he is so selfish, egoistic, self-absorbed that he can’t see why others should even be bothered not to help him achieve his pain empowered energy.
History: Being born, was the first taste of pain Angra had, he was screaming when coming out, not in pain though, in over joy as he felt he was strong. On the way home, he could feel himself be drained for energy as he quietly slept. Waking with a thunderous scream of a displeasing feeling. He cried for a long time all the while his mother tried to calm him down. Until he simply fell asleep once again. Not until he turned 1½, he would experience this sort of power again. He by accident or something when his mother was holding him unleashed his Pain Touch. Having her drop him as if he had been burning warm, she shrieked and rolled on the ground as she felt unbearable pain rush through her. Angra was merely laughing overjoyed once again with the newfound power flowing through him. He tried to crawl over to his mother, though he never reached her until he was picked up by his father who Angra tried to put his hands on but was unable to before he had been placed on a chair. His father rushed in to call an ambulance for his wife who had passed out from the pain by now.
Angra’s mother never really did trust him after this incident and was careful not to pick him up, she even forced him to wear gloves at all times so he couldn’t use this skill. At the age of six, he discarded the gloves, as he wanted to pet a dog. Touching it, it fell to the ground making a long howl of pain and it’s legs began to spasm as Angra felt himself get empowered once again as the pain raced through the poor dog. In the end, the dog’s mind simply snapped and it’s neck was broken in an exceptional violent spasm. Suddenly, Angra didn’t feel the constant flow of power come over to him. His mind snapped at this. His fists hammered into the dogs stomach area repeatedly until he was pounding the ground underneath the dog. He continued to beat the ground and felt pain soar through his knuckles. Feeling the well-known power flow through him, though the disadvantage was that the pain nearly paralysed him at the same time. When his father found him, then his knuckles were bloodied with his own and the dogs blood, he was able to see through to the bones of Angra’s hand, and those very same bones were almost completely shattered because of the repeated beating of the ground. Getting to the local hospital as he had passed out from the intensive pain in his hands and arms. Having surgery performed on his hands to mend the bones that had been pushed out of where they were supposed to be. He was sedated using painkillers; there were pain, just no feeling of power and thrill for Angra. His parents, thought he were a mindless killer and brutal and what else, they decided for their own safety that he should be tested, therapy, and what not to lock away this part of him. This destructive part of him. In the following years he were normal, being seduced with painkillers almost every second of the day for 7 years made his body immune to them quickly and they increased the dose for every month. During a swift illness going through his mother, she and the father drove off to the hospital to get her treated. Forgetting one damn important thing before they left to overdose their boy with painkillers. Scrapping his finger over a knife by accident had him feel a little thrill, and soon his hands were bloodied after several cuts all over. Once the father returned home, he looked in horror as his only kid was bleeding from all over his hands. Having bloodied the floor. Giving him painkillers right away, but now the secret was out and Angra knew why they fed him with the medicine. To weaken him. To imprison him. To destroy him slowly. Falling back to his old self, the more scheming minded one; he started to train his body in hidden so he would become stronger and faster for his personal usage. He learned to control his powers. Easily recognised by the slight green aura that comes around his hands when he uses Pain Touch. He soon found out that hurting other people weren’t influenced by the painkillers, found out by hammering someone in school into the ground until he simply were rolling around the ground in spasms from the pleasure going through his body.
Getting his revenge at the age of 14, Angra held his mother by her throat high over himself, held her using Pain Touch at the same time. The green aura around his hands only grew until they were brilliant shining and she simply in the end ceased to exist as she couldn’t breath and the very last moments of her life were ended in horrifying pain. When the father showed up to save her, he was slapped across the face with such a force that he spun in the air a time before crashing into the family couch. Grabbing him by the ankle, Angra spun him around in the air until he hit a corner. Blood splattering all over the walls as his skull was reduced to infinite things. Ending this whole thing with a horrible laughter that would give the neighbours nightmares for many years forward. Angra’s murder spree turned up in the news occasionally, each time someone else had the blame for the murders, mostly, the bodies were never found and they were just considered to have disappeared. During this time, he learned to make an aura of mana that interfered with people’s minds and created small headaches in there, having fun with this at crowded places he mastered it quickly.
Mind control, a perverted thing, a magician saw the power this kid held, he could utterly destroy anyone by a mere touch of his hands. Slamming into his iron fortress called his mind, he started to do the biding of some random magician who never revealed his name to Angra. Going around for a half a year under the control of someone else, he started to fight the control over him. He had done unspeakable crimes under his control, though, that hadn’t mattered, he had felt the orgasmic thrill in any case, it was this that had made him crash through the strong mind control. He was his own, not the pet toy of someone else. Slowly fortifying his mind to withstand most mind based attacks. Ending their clash like most ones did, with a face off between the two. Master and pet. In this version, the pet destroyed his former enslaver and freed himself from his oppressive grip finally, or so he thought. Beginning a new form of exercise as he continued his free wills work on killing people for the thrill it gave him as they were painfully executed in front of their family. Before they were simply were killed as well, in just a slow and painful way.
Crazed, alone, chased, and extremely dangerous. Once at a disco, shortly after his 17’Th birthday, he conducted the worst thing in history, something that were publicly recognised as a terror strike. Angra had been killing people one by one as they came out on the bathroom, using Pain’s Touch on everyone and increased his own power temporary, here the amount of people dead reached it’s peak of 21 men. When the security finally was alarmed, then it was already too late. In an impressive illusion act, then the guest at the disco were lulled into a lullaby and each and one of them were locked in each their individual dream. In the end, the entire disco was burned down, nearly trapping Angra inside it’s consuming flames that were no illusion of his mind. More than 60 people died in those flames, beside those Angra had already killed in the bathroom. His right leg was badly burned before he managed to put it out and he limbed through the city. Not entirely sure how, but at some way or another he managed to find a healer, medic, doctor, or whatever the name were of magicians who could heal were. In a strike of luck, Angra had found a way to get into the Arcane Academy. Finally finding a place for him to master his skills to their fullest potentional and for him to expand his common energy reserves. To increase his power, and increase the pain he can inflict. Pain & Power.
Style:
Nerve manipulation. Illusions are all about manipulation of human beings senses and to make them feel pain is simply to have their nerves to send the signal to their brain that there is pain in that region of their body. He is rather unique in how he obtains his powers, he suck it directly out of the pain any nearby feels. Either be it he touches them which is the most effective way, but also if they are close by. (Etc: 1-20 feet)
Strengths: His mana replenishment method, in case he hits someone with a spell or otherwise and the enemy feels some pain, his mana replenishes itself quickly and exceeds his limit, though only temporarily. He is fast and somewhat agile in close combat. Best at the defence, though won’t mind going into the offensive since he can more than keep up on the offensive. At close range, there he is almost unbeatable unless you can avoid being touched at all. His mind is highly resistant to weak to medium strength attempts at breaking into his mind to control him.
Weaknesses: His low natural mana reserves that is generally bothersome if he’s on his own since that requires him to harm himself in order to generate the sufficient amount of energy to use his spells. He’s not among the sanest kids in the block, in fact, he isn’t sane at all. Having a perversion for pain makes him take strikes at times just to give him more energy. Ranged magic or just gun fights is a serious bummer for him because he lacks the mana to do something at a range, once again forced to harm himself. The pain-empowered mana doesn’t last that long after he receives it.
Spell List:
Very low amount of spells so far.
Pain touch: It’s a simple very low mana requiring skill for Angra to use. When he touches someone with his hands and he has this spell running, then they will feel an instantaneously pain soar through them from the place he touches, the pain lingers on for some seconds or even minutes depending on how high the mana usage had been. Depending on much mana, he uses, the more mana he uses, and the more pain the other one feels. (Thus, the more mana Angra replenish.)
Aura of pain: You won’t really notice it at a distance of some 30 feet… However, gradually as you come closer, then you can feel it as an increasing headache. Around 5 feet away you will be able to hear it thud in your head, just like a extreme headache. Not cost effective for Angra as it consumes most of his mana reserves instantly to use this. Therefore, at a range this won’t work very well since it will replenish less than it uses for him to keep it running. It requires someone to be closer than 10-15 feet.
Simple Illusions: His mind can make people see things that are not there, etc, have a cat walk up to them and brush against their legs. However, in reality there is no cat. Angra simply makes them believe there is such a creature and have their ‘nerves’ react to the touch of the cat against their legs. This is though the farthest he can go. He can’t create entire new realities; only have smaller things come to life. Etc: A cat, not a 500-foot high giant that crushes you to something unrecognisable.
Weapon/gear: A short double-edged stainless steel knife kept in his pocket. Only for using when he is out of energy for his Pain Touch and needs to be rejuvenated quickly.
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 20
Endurance: 10
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 5
Energy: 8
Taken name: Angra Mainyu.
Occupation: Apprentice. Insane.
Nationality: North German/south Danish.
Height: 6’1’’
Weight: 210 lbs.
Age: 17 years.
Hair Color: Dark brown to a light black.
Eye Color: Intense green.
Appearance:
Appearance, disregard the gun.
His hair is like the picture, long and wild. He looks older than he really is, all the years on the run and otherwise has hardened his face to make him seem older. He could easily go for being 22-25. Depends whether or not he has shaven for some time. He always wears some sunglasses that darken his view on the world (what sunglasses usually do). His upper body is covered in a simple black shirt that has the top button unbuttoned. This is inside or warm weather wear, if it’s cold outside, then he has a black coat over this shirt. His pants are generally black like everything else. His skin is quite tanned as he has spent most of his past 2-3 years outside in the open fresh air. His face is quite handsome.
Personality: Angra, obsessed with the subject of pain, his own and the one of others. He is a loud and arrogant person who believes to be the best around. He doesn’t care whom he absorbs from as it’s all the same. He is wicked and twisted in many ways. He has little to no morals at all and his guilt is non-existent. Never tasted the feeling of love, not in any form has left him to be cold and non caring about the well being of others, rather, he would love to see them in pain, the more the better. It’s quite simple what Angra is; he is so selfish, egoistic, self-absorbed that he can’t see why others should even be bothered not to help him achieve his pain empowered energy.
History: Being born, was the first taste of pain Angra had, he was screaming when coming out, not in pain though, in over joy as he felt he was strong. On the way home, he could feel himself be drained for energy as he quietly slept. Waking with a thunderous scream of a displeasing feeling. He cried for a long time all the while his mother tried to calm him down. Until he simply fell asleep once again. Not until he turned 1½, he would experience this sort of power again. He by accident or something when his mother was holding him unleashed his Pain Touch. Having her drop him as if he had been burning warm, she shrieked and rolled on the ground as she felt unbearable pain rush through her. Angra was merely laughing overjoyed once again with the newfound power flowing through him. He tried to crawl over to his mother, though he never reached her until he was picked up by his father who Angra tried to put his hands on but was unable to before he had been placed on a chair. His father rushed in to call an ambulance for his wife who had passed out from the pain by now.
Angra’s mother never really did trust him after this incident and was careful not to pick him up, she even forced him to wear gloves at all times so he couldn’t use this skill. At the age of six, he discarded the gloves, as he wanted to pet a dog. Touching it, it fell to the ground making a long howl of pain and it’s legs began to spasm as Angra felt himself get empowered once again as the pain raced through the poor dog. In the end, the dog’s mind simply snapped and it’s neck was broken in an exceptional violent spasm. Suddenly, Angra didn’t feel the constant flow of power come over to him. His mind snapped at this. His fists hammered into the dogs stomach area repeatedly until he was pounding the ground underneath the dog. He continued to beat the ground and felt pain soar through his knuckles. Feeling the well-known power flow through him, though the disadvantage was that the pain nearly paralysed him at the same time. When his father found him, then his knuckles were bloodied with his own and the dogs blood, he was able to see through to the bones of Angra’s hand, and those very same bones were almost completely shattered because of the repeated beating of the ground. Getting to the local hospital as he had passed out from the intensive pain in his hands and arms. Having surgery performed on his hands to mend the bones that had been pushed out of where they were supposed to be. He was sedated using painkillers; there were pain, just no feeling of power and thrill for Angra. His parents, thought he were a mindless killer and brutal and what else, they decided for their own safety that he should be tested, therapy, and what not to lock away this part of him. This destructive part of him. In the following years he were normal, being seduced with painkillers almost every second of the day for 7 years made his body immune to them quickly and they increased the dose for every month. During a swift illness going through his mother, she and the father drove off to the hospital to get her treated. Forgetting one damn important thing before they left to overdose their boy with painkillers. Scrapping his finger over a knife by accident had him feel a little thrill, and soon his hands were bloodied after several cuts all over. Once the father returned home, he looked in horror as his only kid was bleeding from all over his hands. Having bloodied the floor. Giving him painkillers right away, but now the secret was out and Angra knew why they fed him with the medicine. To weaken him. To imprison him. To destroy him slowly. Falling back to his old self, the more scheming minded one; he started to train his body in hidden so he would become stronger and faster for his personal usage. He learned to control his powers. Easily recognised by the slight green aura that comes around his hands when he uses Pain Touch. He soon found out that hurting other people weren’t influenced by the painkillers, found out by hammering someone in school into the ground until he simply were rolling around the ground in spasms from the pleasure going through his body.
Getting his revenge at the age of 14, Angra held his mother by her throat high over himself, held her using Pain Touch at the same time. The green aura around his hands only grew until they were brilliant shining and she simply in the end ceased to exist as she couldn’t breath and the very last moments of her life were ended in horrifying pain. When the father showed up to save her, he was slapped across the face with such a force that he spun in the air a time before crashing into the family couch. Grabbing him by the ankle, Angra spun him around in the air until he hit a corner. Blood splattering all over the walls as his skull was reduced to infinite things. Ending this whole thing with a horrible laughter that would give the neighbours nightmares for many years forward. Angra’s murder spree turned up in the news occasionally, each time someone else had the blame for the murders, mostly, the bodies were never found and they were just considered to have disappeared. During this time, he learned to make an aura of mana that interfered with people’s minds and created small headaches in there, having fun with this at crowded places he mastered it quickly.
Mind control, a perverted thing, a magician saw the power this kid held, he could utterly destroy anyone by a mere touch of his hands. Slamming into his iron fortress called his mind, he started to do the biding of some random magician who never revealed his name to Angra. Going around for a half a year under the control of someone else, he started to fight the control over him. He had done unspeakable crimes under his control, though, that hadn’t mattered, he had felt the orgasmic thrill in any case, it was this that had made him crash through the strong mind control. He was his own, not the pet toy of someone else. Slowly fortifying his mind to withstand most mind based attacks. Ending their clash like most ones did, with a face off between the two. Master and pet. In this version, the pet destroyed his former enslaver and freed himself from his oppressive grip finally, or so he thought. Beginning a new form of exercise as he continued his free wills work on killing people for the thrill it gave him as they were painfully executed in front of their family. Before they were simply were killed as well, in just a slow and painful way.
Crazed, alone, chased, and extremely dangerous. Once at a disco, shortly after his 17’Th birthday, he conducted the worst thing in history, something that were publicly recognised as a terror strike. Angra had been killing people one by one as they came out on the bathroom, using Pain’s Touch on everyone and increased his own power temporary, here the amount of people dead reached it’s peak of 21 men. When the security finally was alarmed, then it was already too late. In an impressive illusion act, then the guest at the disco were lulled into a lullaby and each and one of them were locked in each their individual dream. In the end, the entire disco was burned down, nearly trapping Angra inside it’s consuming flames that were no illusion of his mind. More than 60 people died in those flames, beside those Angra had already killed in the bathroom. His right leg was badly burned before he managed to put it out and he limbed through the city. Not entirely sure how, but at some way or another he managed to find a healer, medic, doctor, or whatever the name were of magicians who could heal were. In a strike of luck, Angra had found a way to get into the Arcane Academy. Finally finding a place for him to master his skills to their fullest potentional and for him to expand his common energy reserves. To increase his power, and increase the pain he can inflict. Pain & Power.
Style:
Nerve manipulation. Illusions are all about manipulation of human beings senses and to make them feel pain is simply to have their nerves to send the signal to their brain that there is pain in that region of their body. He is rather unique in how he obtains his powers, he suck it directly out of the pain any nearby feels. Either be it he touches them which is the most effective way, but also if they are close by. (Etc: 1-20 feet)
Strengths: His mana replenishment method, in case he hits someone with a spell or otherwise and the enemy feels some pain, his mana replenishes itself quickly and exceeds his limit, though only temporarily. He is fast and somewhat agile in close combat. Best at the defence, though won’t mind going into the offensive since he can more than keep up on the offensive. At close range, there he is almost unbeatable unless you can avoid being touched at all. His mind is highly resistant to weak to medium strength attempts at breaking into his mind to control him.
Weaknesses: His low natural mana reserves that is generally bothersome if he’s on his own since that requires him to harm himself in order to generate the sufficient amount of energy to use his spells. He’s not among the sanest kids in the block, in fact, he isn’t sane at all. Having a perversion for pain makes him take strikes at times just to give him more energy. Ranged magic or just gun fights is a serious bummer for him because he lacks the mana to do something at a range, once again forced to harm himself. The pain-empowered mana doesn’t last that long after he receives it.
Spell List:
Very low amount of spells so far.
Pain touch: It’s a simple very low mana requiring skill for Angra to use. When he touches someone with his hands and he has this spell running, then they will feel an instantaneously pain soar through them from the place he touches, the pain lingers on for some seconds or even minutes depending on how high the mana usage had been. Depending on much mana, he uses, the more mana he uses, and the more pain the other one feels. (Thus, the more mana Angra replenish.)
Aura of pain: You won’t really notice it at a distance of some 30 feet… However, gradually as you come closer, then you can feel it as an increasing headache. Around 5 feet away you will be able to hear it thud in your head, just like a extreme headache. Not cost effective for Angra as it consumes most of his mana reserves instantly to use this. Therefore, at a range this won’t work very well since it will replenish less than it uses for him to keep it running. It requires someone to be closer than 10-15 feet.
Simple Illusions: His mind can make people see things that are not there, etc, have a cat walk up to them and brush against their legs. However, in reality there is no cat. Angra simply makes them believe there is such a creature and have their ‘nerves’ react to the touch of the cat against their legs. This is though the farthest he can go. He can’t create entire new realities; only have smaller things come to life. Etc: A cat, not a 500-foot high giant that crushes you to something unrecognisable.
Weapon/gear: A short double-edged stainless steel knife kept in his pocket. Only for using when he is out of energy for his Pain Touch and needs to be rejuvenated quickly.
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 20
Endurance: 10
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 5
Energy: 8
