05-13-2015, 10:44 PM
Strazio's anger had, for the most part, subsided by the time he reached the registration booth. The mage lowered his white hood and ran a hand through his long pale hair and approached the booth. The attendant seemed out of place in the dunes, the gold and silver glitter in her hair sparkled underneath the oppressive sun and her personal fan was cranked to the max, trying its best to combat the heat. Strazio wondered how she was able to keep her caked-on makeup from burning away in the broiling desert heat; he glanced at the name-tag pinned to her chest. April seemed apathetic at best and straight out annoyed at the worst, Strazio was certain she felt that running a registration booth in the desert was beneath her. The attendant idly flipped through a magazine whilst chewing on gum loudly, all-but ignoring the prime. The prime tapped his finger lightly on the desk and without looking up from her magazine and with a practiced indifference the nasally attendant asked "yes?"
Strazio smiled softly, choosing to ignore her sassiness. "Yes, I'd like to join the Abyss. My name is Strazio Rockwell, defe"
"Fill one of these out" the attendant interrupted with a saucy tempo and tapped her fake nails on a stack of registration forms. Strazio furrowed his brow at her and a moment of silence was had as he did his best to not lose his temper. Strazio's only experience with contracts were those handed out by demons in his realm and he took his sweet time to read the fine print. Around the end of Strazio's third read-through the attendant was starting to become perturbed and asked the prime in an annoyed tone "are you going to fill it out or what?"
"I know how these damn contracts work, give me a minute" he growled, the sassy attendant was beginning to wear on the already annoyed prime. After another few read-throughs Strazio decided the paper was no threat and began to fill out the form. He handed the form back to the cheeky attendant who spent a few moments checking for mistakes. With an annoyed sigh she closed her magazine and reached under the booth to retrieve a large camcorder.
The recording light blinked on and the mage cringed at the sound of April's nasally voice "alright, show me your stuff."
"What?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes harder than Strazio thought was possible "you know, something good for the people at home. Show them what you're all about".
Strazio stared at the camera and sighed, if he was to make a name for himself he had to reluctantly play their game. I suppose it can't be helped, let's put on a damn fine show for the people at home the prime thought. Slowly he slipped his arms out from his cloak, and tied the upper half around his waist. The silver crest of Darkshire hung over his sleeveless undershirt and glinted softly in the desert sun. White energy crackled across the prime's scarred arms. The energy burned small pock marks across his skin as it coalesced and wreathed his forearms in roiling white-hot magicks. The destructive magick ate away at his flesh; Strazio bit the inside of his cheek and smirked at the all to familiar pain.
"My name is Strazio Rockwell, Defender of Darkshire" he growled at the camera before raising both his arms upwards at an angle. Two large beams of white energy erupted from his fists and carved their way into the sky, leaving a massive thunderclap in their wake. Ravaged and bloodied from the destructive magicks, small pinpricks of blood began to drip from his arms. Without missing a beat he threw his arms backwards in a wide arc splattering energized blood in a semi-circle behind him. As he brought his arms back forward the blood violently exploded, kicking sand and dust up into the air. He framed his face by making an X shape with his arms and pointed his palms outwards. From each hand he fired a smaller burst of white energy that cleared away the storm of sand and dust before saying his final words "and I'm the one that's going to survive the abyss." He hated boasting, but he knew that this whole thing was a production and the people of the Omniverse didn't want boring contestants. I'll play their game, hopefully I can make some kind of a name for myself the prime nodded to the attendant and covered his body with his signature white cloak before stepping through the rip in space.
Strazio smiled softly, choosing to ignore her sassiness. "Yes, I'd like to join the Abyss. My name is Strazio Rockwell, defe"
"Fill one of these out" the attendant interrupted with a saucy tempo and tapped her fake nails on a stack of registration forms. Strazio furrowed his brow at her and a moment of silence was had as he did his best to not lose his temper. Strazio's only experience with contracts were those handed out by demons in his realm and he took his sweet time to read the fine print. Around the end of Strazio's third read-through the attendant was starting to become perturbed and asked the prime in an annoyed tone "are you going to fill it out or what?"
"I know how these damn contracts work, give me a minute" he growled, the sassy attendant was beginning to wear on the already annoyed prime. After another few read-throughs Strazio decided the paper was no threat and began to fill out the form. He handed the form back to the cheeky attendant who spent a few moments checking for mistakes. With an annoyed sigh she closed her magazine and reached under the booth to retrieve a large camcorder.
The recording light blinked on and the mage cringed at the sound of April's nasally voice "alright, show me your stuff."
"What?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes harder than Strazio thought was possible "you know, something good for the people at home. Show them what you're all about".
Strazio stared at the camera and sighed, if he was to make a name for himself he had to reluctantly play their game. I suppose it can't be helped, let's put on a damn fine show for the people at home the prime thought. Slowly he slipped his arms out from his cloak, and tied the upper half around his waist. The silver crest of Darkshire hung over his sleeveless undershirt and glinted softly in the desert sun. White energy crackled across the prime's scarred arms. The energy burned small pock marks across his skin as it coalesced and wreathed his forearms in roiling white-hot magicks. The destructive magick ate away at his flesh; Strazio bit the inside of his cheek and smirked at the all to familiar pain.
"My name is Strazio Rockwell, Defender of Darkshire" he growled at the camera before raising both his arms upwards at an angle. Two large beams of white energy erupted from his fists and carved their way into the sky, leaving a massive thunderclap in their wake. Ravaged and bloodied from the destructive magicks, small pinpricks of blood began to drip from his arms. Without missing a beat he threw his arms backwards in a wide arc splattering energized blood in a semi-circle behind him. As he brought his arms back forward the blood violently exploded, kicking sand and dust up into the air. He framed his face by making an X shape with his arms and pointed his palms outwards. From each hand he fired a smaller burst of white energy that cleared away the storm of sand and dust before saying his final words "and I'm the one that's going to survive the abyss." He hated boasting, but he knew that this whole thing was a production and the people of the Omniverse didn't want boring contestants. I'll play their game, hopefully I can make some kind of a name for myself the prime nodded to the attendant and covered his body with his signature white cloak before stepping through the rip in space.
Quote:Appearance - Tall and athletic Strazio's body is covered in scars and burns from repeated use of his destructive magick. His hair is long and stark white, another side effect of his magick. He often wears a signature white cloak with the hood drawn, obscuring his face. Underneath the cloak he wears an off-white sleeveless undershirt and off-white cargo style pants. Around his neck hangs the silver crest of Darkshire and attached to his belt by a chain is his personal
journal.
Personality - Strazio tends to be an outgoing friendly kind of guy until he becomes pissed off. His temper is the stuff of legends and he holds grudges longer than he probably should. Once upset it takes a while for him to calm down and he becomes aggressive and belligerant. Despite being known to throw tantrums he truly does have a soft heart for people and feels horrible if he blows up on someone undeserving.
Possible Reactions - Strazio is here to win and make a name for himself, he understands that this is a production and will do his best to put on a decent show. Given the chance he will kill almost anyone without hesitation, especially knowing that death is not permanent in the Omniverse. Once angered he'll become aggressive and seek to beat the crap out of people as a way to blow off steam.
Relationships -
Gilgamesh - Out of all the contestants Strazio wants to run into him the most. Not only did the golden king piss him off he also wants to prove his strength to the king. If he runs into Gil or one of his lackeys he will go all out and try to beat them into the ground.
Crona - The only member of the New Babylon crew that Strazio would be hesitant on killing. They met in Gil's castle and the boy endeared himself to Strazio. He more than likely wouldn't ally with Crona and will still attack him, he just might not have the heart to execute the poor boy.
Seraph - Only knows that he follows Gilgamesh and as such will attack him with extreme prejudice
Combat Style - Strazio is smart and has great combat instincts, he has training in hand-to-hand combat and is used to fighting enemies immune to his magicks. He is in great shape and is no stranger to pain so he can power through damage and dish it out. If the enemy is able to piss him off (which isn't very difficult) he loses in tactical focus and will attack ferociously. His rage is his greatest asset and greatest blindspot, giving him an incredible amount of tenacity and power at the expense of clear thought. Strazio is not afraid to put himself in harms way to gain an advantage (I.E. eating an attack so he can get close to his opponent and deliver a brutal counterattack).
Eligible Powers - Burst Movement
Moves -
Overload Tier one super move
Strazio extends his arms and puts his hands together, forming a triangle with his palms facing the target. Almost instantly a massive burst of white hot energy erupts outwards in a massive 90 degree cone. The attack travels twelve feet outwards and lasts for two seconds, during which Strazio cannot move and is pushed back very slightly. To call upon such great power instantly Strazio sacrifices small bits of skin on his arm and some blood in his veins to act as catalysts. Calling upon such great magick in such short order is incredibly strenuous on Strazio's body, leaving him battered and bruised.
Avatar of Anger Tier one powered-up alternate form
Base Stats
ATK 7
DEF 0
SPD 6
TEC 2
Stats after stat unlocks
ATK 8
DEF 0
SPD 6
TEC 2
Starting from Strazio's chest his flesh burns away, replaced by white-hot energy. His entire body becomes bright white glowing energy and his anger takes hold. In this form most of his abilities no longer harm him and his anger takes control of him and he becomes incredibly aggressive. When he enters the Avatar of Rage Strazio must stay powered up for the rest of the fight or until he is no longer able to sustain it.
Extra - I believe you've already read "The Search for Power" <!-- l --><a class="postlink-local" href="http://omniverse-rpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=19&t=1982">viewtopic.php?f=19&t=1982</a><!-- l --> Might not hurt to read "The Worst Kingslayer" <!-- l --><a class="postlink-local" href="http://omniverse-rpg.com/viewtopic.php?f=18&t=2233">viewtopic.php?f=18&t=2233</a><!-- l --> this one shows Strazio interacting with Crona and Gilgamesh.
Quotes -
"I am Strazio Rockwell! The avatar of rage! and I am not afraid, just fucking pissed!
"Stop fucking with me!"
"I'll tear you apart with my own hands!"
"My name is Strazio Rockwell, Defender of Darkshire and I will not fall"
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