08-14-2014, 11:33 PM
Character name: Gilgamesh
Character source: Fate franchise
Character history: End of Fate/Stay Night – Unlimited Blade Works route
Stats:
ATK: 3
DEF: 2
SPD: 2
TEC: 3
Starting Proficiencies:
- Ranged Proficiency (1000 OM)
- Ranged Materialize Proficiency (600 OM)
- Remote Control Proficiency (600 OM)
- Debuff Proficiency (1000 OM)
Starting Powers:
- Advanced Telekinesis (1000 OM)
Starting Moves:
- Quick Shots [Ranged Proficiency, Ranged Materialize Proficiency, Remote Control Proficiency, Advanced Telekinesis] (300 OM)
After opening the Gate of Babylon behind him, Gilgamesh is able to shoot a barrage of up to 20 weapons at his opponent.
-Enkidu [Debuff Proficiency] (300 OM)
Once activating it, numerous segments of chains instantly appear to wrap around the opponent in order to bind them for his projectiles. It appears directly from inside the Gate of Babylon that opened around his enemy. He generally binds the opponent's weapon, limbs, shoulders, neck, and abdomen, rendering them immobile.
Writing example: (Taken from a dead DBZ RP site which I participated for about a month before it died and this RP is still saved on my computer)
The sky was dark, ominous. The middle of the night revealed no light and very little color. The dry soil was cracked with exhaustion, the skies above looming menacingly over the parched land below. The sky was black, but in the horizon there was a deep, violent shade of purple blooming on the skyline. It was the color of power, the color of thunder. The earth shook tremendously as the first rumble was unleashed. The air seemed charged with electricity, ready to zap at any moment. The entire atmosphere seemed to be supercharged, ready to light up into a chaotic frenzy. There was a tinge of desperation in any inhabitants in the area. But there was one very bold individual who did not flee. Knelt down, shadowed against the black of the night, Grantz remained poised and tense, her body stiff and unmoving. His bulky figure was mostly hidden by the darkness around him, but in a flash of lightning he was illuminated sharply. His gold eyes were shut.
The power here was unimaginable. The power here was beautiful. The power here was lustful. It wanted something - everything. It did not give, it took. It was unafraid of anything. It shattered everything. The very charge of this place made the dark spirit freeze, his muscles locked together as he inhaled the air itself. He sampled electricity on the breeze, a warning of what was to come. He let a slow breath squeeze out of his tight lungs, and the drums began playing as the thunder began shaking the land around him. The very force of it was unimaginable. He had chosen the right place - the perfect place - the best place he could've to come tonight. Because he was feeling power hungry.
There was deadening silence.
BOOM. The earth trembled. The sky shuddered. And his eyes snapped open to reveal perfectly golden irises and pupils dilated to the highest degree. With a movement akin to a dancer, he leapt from his tightened position, launching himself upon two firmly planted feet. The sky seemed to be close to shattering - the force of the thunder now was unthinkable - lightening flashed, revealing his bulky, illuminated shape, eyes wide with some otherworldly power.. Power which he wanted - power which he consumed, power which revitalized him, power which made him stronger than he ever had been before. In this land, in this chaotic land, he was in his element. His lips peeled apart in a smirk to reveal white, dangerous teeth. Here, he would get what he wanted. Here, he would revitalize himself, dipping into depths of his power. Tonight, Grantz would be reborn.
"Let loose..", he whispered, his voice rising above the winds circulating around him in what was to be a terrible thunder storm. He tilted his head heavenwards, welcoming the onslaught of lightning that ripped across the sky. He lifted his hands up, as if to beckon the raw electricity, in it's purest form down to him. He growled, his voice low. "You understand me. You are like me. We are one. This place - this place – this power- I need it - let me have it -" He jumped away with sharp, cultivated movements. The thunder screamed in the sky. The power Grantz had long since felt was building in him like a time bomb. He was about to explode. He could hold no more. He had never felt more alive, or more dangerous, in his entire life. The thunder bellowed. The sky trembled. The earth cried. "If you do not know me, heavens, you know me now!" he growled madly in the gale-like wind up into the sky. "I am Grantz," he whispered. The world around him seemed to still for a breath. "And there is nothing to stop me now."
I confirm that I have read and agreed to the Rules of Conduct.
Character source: Fate franchise
Character history: End of Fate/Stay Night – Unlimited Blade Works route
Stats:
ATK: 3
DEF: 2
SPD: 2
TEC: 3
Starting Proficiencies:
- Ranged Proficiency (1000 OM)
- Ranged Materialize Proficiency (600 OM)
- Remote Control Proficiency (600 OM)
- Debuff Proficiency (1000 OM)
Starting Powers:
- Advanced Telekinesis (1000 OM)
Starting Moves:
- Quick Shots [Ranged Proficiency, Ranged Materialize Proficiency, Remote Control Proficiency, Advanced Telekinesis] (300 OM)
After opening the Gate of Babylon behind him, Gilgamesh is able to shoot a barrage of up to 20 weapons at his opponent.
-Enkidu [Debuff Proficiency] (300 OM)
Once activating it, numerous segments of chains instantly appear to wrap around the opponent in order to bind them for his projectiles. It appears directly from inside the Gate of Babylon that opened around his enemy. He generally binds the opponent's weapon, limbs, shoulders, neck, and abdomen, rendering them immobile.
Writing example: (Taken from a dead DBZ RP site which I participated for about a month before it died and this RP is still saved on my computer)
The sky was dark, ominous. The middle of the night revealed no light and very little color. The dry soil was cracked with exhaustion, the skies above looming menacingly over the parched land below. The sky was black, but in the horizon there was a deep, violent shade of purple blooming on the skyline. It was the color of power, the color of thunder. The earth shook tremendously as the first rumble was unleashed. The air seemed charged with electricity, ready to zap at any moment. The entire atmosphere seemed to be supercharged, ready to light up into a chaotic frenzy. There was a tinge of desperation in any inhabitants in the area. But there was one very bold individual who did not flee. Knelt down, shadowed against the black of the night, Grantz remained poised and tense, her body stiff and unmoving. His bulky figure was mostly hidden by the darkness around him, but in a flash of lightning he was illuminated sharply. His gold eyes were shut.
The power here was unimaginable. The power here was beautiful. The power here was lustful. It wanted something - everything. It did not give, it took. It was unafraid of anything. It shattered everything. The very charge of this place made the dark spirit freeze, his muscles locked together as he inhaled the air itself. He sampled electricity on the breeze, a warning of what was to come. He let a slow breath squeeze out of his tight lungs, and the drums began playing as the thunder began shaking the land around him. The very force of it was unimaginable. He had chosen the right place - the perfect place - the best place he could've to come tonight. Because he was feeling power hungry.
There was deadening silence.
BOOM. The earth trembled. The sky shuddered. And his eyes snapped open to reveal perfectly golden irises and pupils dilated to the highest degree. With a movement akin to a dancer, he leapt from his tightened position, launching himself upon two firmly planted feet. The sky seemed to be close to shattering - the force of the thunder now was unthinkable - lightening flashed, revealing his bulky, illuminated shape, eyes wide with some otherworldly power.. Power which he wanted - power which he consumed, power which revitalized him, power which made him stronger than he ever had been before. In this land, in this chaotic land, he was in his element. His lips peeled apart in a smirk to reveal white, dangerous teeth. Here, he would get what he wanted. Here, he would revitalize himself, dipping into depths of his power. Tonight, Grantz would be reborn.
"Let loose..", he whispered, his voice rising above the winds circulating around him in what was to be a terrible thunder storm. He tilted his head heavenwards, welcoming the onslaught of lightning that ripped across the sky. He lifted his hands up, as if to beckon the raw electricity, in it's purest form down to him. He growled, his voice low. "You understand me. You are like me. We are one. This place - this place – this power- I need it - let me have it -" He jumped away with sharp, cultivated movements. The thunder screamed in the sky. The power Grantz had long since felt was building in him like a time bomb. He was about to explode. He could hold no more. He had never felt more alive, or more dangerous, in his entire life. The thunder bellowed. The sky trembled. The earth cried. "If you do not know me, heavens, you know me now!" he growled madly in the gale-like wind up into the sky. "I am Grantz," he whispered. The world around him seemed to still for a breath. "And there is nothing to stop me now."
I confirm that I have read and agreed to the Rules of Conduct.

