Sin's Rp Character!

Name: §iñ

Age: 18

Race: Heartless

Alignment: Chaotic Evil (Works for no one!..But is evil!)

Weapon: Malicious Scythe

Abilities:

Varrow Void: §iñ slams his Scythe into the ground, disrupting the ground. The ground shakes and crumbles down, and a blast of darkness bursts forth, annihilating anything in the blast radius, or Injuring it.

Ark Arc: §iñ flings his scythe in an arc towards the opponent, if the blade connects, a large explosion of darkness erupts from blade, searing anything it touches.

Void Guardian: §iñ slams the butt of the Scythe rod into the ground, opening a vortex under §iñ, summoning a large heartless Guardian to defend/fight for §iñ.

Primal Evil: Sin undergoes a dangerous transformation, turning his normal humanoid Heartless body into something that resembles a Dark Thorn, Increasing his power, and over-ridding his Mind, turning it completely primal, yet with the ability to speak small sentences. (Themesong for this form: The Animal)

Physical Description: §iñ stands a staggering 7'3, with a very fine Muscular build. The heartless Symbol covers his chest and back. He wears a form tight black suit underneath the symbols, with red and black armor covering his shoulders, forearms, wrists, knees, shins, and ankles. He wears large armored black boots, and large metal gauntlets. His eyes are a eerie yellow/green, and his hair is a grayish blue, and flows down to his shoulders. His skin is a ashy pale, which allows people to see the blood vessels close to the skin.

Personality: Harsh, Ruthless, Not to mention Insane! He thinks everything other than a heartless is filth, and should be assimilated into the Heartless ranks...or destroyed. When his Human form was destroyed, and his Nobody and Heartless created, his heartless side lost most of his Sanity, and destroyed the Nobody. Thus he began his long journey of solitary confinement, traveling from world to world, trying to find....something.

History: Not much is known about his Human life, but even less is known about his Heartless life. When his heartless and nobody was created, he quickly lost his sanity and destroyed the Nobody, setting him down a violent road to Damnation. He traveled to various worlds, destroying innocent creatures, transforming them into the Malicious Heartless.

 

Name: Kalma

Age: 23

Race: Heartless

Alignment: Chaotic Evil (Works for no one!..But is evil!)

Weapon: A massive, Shadow-embuned greatsword, and a heavily mutilated right arm. The sword is kinda arrow shaped, with an unnatural red eye near the hilt, and a weird skin like substance covering the hilt, all the way through the center point of the blade. His blade also appears to have a mind of it's own, no one knows (not even Kalma) how this came to be, possibly a huge amount of darkness flowed into the blade, giving it a mind.

Abilities: A normal ability to control shadows and darkness.

Asylum: He is able to conjure a shield of darkness around himself, shielding himself from any outside attacks for a short period of time, but is unable to attack or move.

Remnant: He is able to summon two shadow orbs in each palm, and he can mold them into weapons/tools/or just fire them as a projectile.

Physical Description: He wears old and battle-scarred Bluish Armor, his crimson red hair flows out of a large gash in the back of the helmet. Part of his torso is consumed by mutated tanish carapace, along with his entire right arm, ending in a massive three fingered claw. No one knows what he looks like under that armor, barely any human qualities showing, appearing to be completely mutated. (He's not ) Blue eyes gleam through the helmet's visor, turning a blood red in anger, and a deep purple in confusion, another effect of the heavily mutated shadow body. All in all, he wears blue armor, has red hair, a heavily mutated three fingered right arm, red/blue/purple eyes, and a massive sword. His appearance before his mutation was a tan white male, with wavy shoulder length brown hair, and blue eyes.

Personality: His personality varies, he can be secretive and mysterious at times, but can also unleash into a violent rage. His persona is heavily influenced on his apparently sentient blade, which acts like a conscious, whispering advice (good and bad) to him. He can be kind at sometimes, but his fearsome (not to mention gruesome) appearance can make some individuals cringe, and retreat with fear. It also causes some to attack him, apparently scared at his form. He is misunderstood, alone, scared, and downright maniacal, a fearsome combination which no one wants to meet.


History: Jarod's childhood was...well...it didn't look good for him at birth. When he was born, his heartbeat was dangerous low, a sign of near death. The doctors tried to help him, but all seemed lost. Just as the doctors called it quits, his heartbeat suddenly flared to life, Jarod released a cry, signaling his life in the world. The early years of his life went normal, playing games with the normal children in the town, even having a decent education. He soon made a friend, a human male named Cameron, and a tight friendship was made.

Cameron and Jarod did everything together, played ball in the streets, play fought, everything best friends did. Early in his preteens, he suffered a nearly fatal heart failure, he was playing with Cameron, a pretty normal day, then suddenly he collapsed, his heartbeat dropping fast. His worried parents tried to help him, but professional medical help was needed, and that was about half an hour away. All seemed lost (again), it wasn't looking good for Jarod, his heart was about to stop, medics were far away, and there was nothing his parents could do, except watch and hope for the best.

Medics arrived some time after, arriving to see three sobbing figures crying over a 12 year old boy, who wasn't moving at all. Jarod was pronounced dead... but did he really die? Jarod survived his heart failure, but went into a deep comatose for about...14 years. During that period of deep coma, the doctors kept him safe and secure, while his parents and his friends visited him everyday, wishing for his return to health. Everyone seemed to give up on Jarod, thinking that he would never recover from his ordeal, It all seemed hopeless (again).

Jarod finally awoke. the only thing he remembered was playing ball with Cameron (Which happened 14 years prior), but was surprised to be in unfamiliar surroundings. The doctors informed him that he was in a deep comatose for 14 years, and his family had given up on him about 2 years ago. Enraged by this, Jarod visited his old house, stealing his father's old blue warrior armor, and his family sword. Thus Jarod tried to escaped the town, trying to hid his identity from all, changing his name to Mark Thomas in a attempt to escape from his past life.

He was able to escape his past, but was unable to hide from his future. In the weeks to come, he would be hunted by a dark pack of creatures he's never seen before. (The Heartless of course!) They pursued him relentlessly, Mark had no clue why, but they seemed...evil, and he decided it be best to avoid them at all costs. He was unable to elude them for long, and found himself under attack one dark night, his only defenses was the rusted blue armor, and his family sword.

He failed... and was nearly killed by the heartless, but thanks to sheer luck, he scrambled up a cliff, and escaped the heartless. He tried to survive after that, but discovered a burning sensation in his right arm, which was scratched by a large heartless on that dark night. His body experienced weird changes, his tan skin turning pale white, his wavy brown hair turning a crimson red. The most significant changes were his entire right arm ripping apart, a massive three clawed arm emerging from it, and his heartless essence stained sword mutating as well.

His sanity was ripped apart by the mutation, and his armor was welded onto his flesh, cursing him to be trapped within the azul armor. He continues to wander the land to this day, trying to find a purpose in life.