Post by Duvainel on Jan 18, 2017 14:45:39 GMT -5
421221914512 - Duvainel
Name: MK-2A Bio 421221914512 - Codename - Duvainel
Age: Physical Body - 1 Month, Mentality - 16 to 17
Gender: Female
Race: Bio Android - [Brenchian, Elemi(Twilight Elemental), Demon
Homeworld: Unknown
Starting Planet: Earth
Appearance:
Aelia in her human form, looks remarkably similar to a previous modeled android. With her shortcut pink hair. Her light skin tone, per human form looks very similar to the last version. A few minor differences however being that her eyes are no longer black in color, but a golden hue. Her body as well looking older than the originals. The looking her eyes more ferocious than the others. The clothing she typically seems to be wearing in this form, of that seemingly of a rogue or an assassin. The use of this form mainly to blend in with the other humans.
It's her other form, her true form that proves she is not human. It holds razor like teeth from its mouth, lacking of hands. Hands that are replaced with sharp claws. Claws that can easily tear through metal. This creature was designed for one thing, and one thing alone. That was to assimilate and grow. It was simply a monster, a monster with a brown skin like substance. Almost seemingly more like a chitin than anything else. This is merely an imperfect form though, who knows what it might look one has reached its perfection. When that day comes who knows what creature might be born.
Backstory:
Let us start with the story of 151291 or Aelia. In the very beginning Aelia was merely an android, an android created by very peculiar means. These means were unknown, however what could be said from the original scientist. She was simply a human before virtualized into a machine. Only very recently was she brought out. However she couldn't of been brought out into original body, as that have been lost long ago. No the machine had placed her into a body of nano bots. This girl without any idea of who she was, unconsciously was sent to the planet earth. The planet that originally was her home, she had no memory of. She had no idea how she had gotten there, only that she wanted to go back to a simple life. Try to find out the memories that she could no longer access.
She had met a group of friends even, she has gotten a job even. However all that came to an end on the day that she had met a strange strange creature, one that she had felt scared around. Turned out the creature had been no threat, no, the threat has turned out to be inside her. A virus in her that had been set to activate. It had nearly made her destroy portion of her home. It was trying to set a Trumatic event into her for some reason that she had not known. Luckily she had been stopped, but not with out excessive force. Force that had left her scarred ,battered ,destroyed. The virus hadn't placed a traumatic event into her. People did, people destroyed the mind of the girl. People had led to the creation of their own demise.
The virus had escaped wirelessly, but not before grabbing all the information needed. And leaving behind that information that was to be destroyed. Memories, emotions, everything, that the girl had received from meeting all the people around her gone without a single trace. That girl was gone and yet she was here. She was here but she was not. The virus had went back to the secret labs on Blehberry, to its original creator, Aelia's creator. The machines they're beginning to initiate Mark two of the plan. Only with the use of the dark demon magic of makai, was it able to contain the soul and keep it from escaping to other Otherworld. With the soul trapped in place. Nothing was to stop the machines from continuing to work. As they continued the work, the empty soul beside still from lack of a fight, from lack of a reason for anything.
The machine was at work, designing a body, a living biomass to contain the soul. It was designing a weapon, a living weapon, entirely devoted to assimilating as much biomass needed to gain it's perfect form. What it would do with that power, that would be up to its creator. Slowly the body was assembled, the machine grabbed from three different species, three powerful species that no doubt would succeed in where the Mark One had failed. All by using the strands of DNA created from captured and killed subjects that had been caught by the creator. Demon DNA gathered from a rouge demon who had tried to run away when it was announced of what everyone thought of the Saiyan Alliance. They had been caught however and well..let's just say they led to this portion of DNA. Elemi DNA, one from a twilight elemental who had gotten a little too brave and had been killed around the radioactive area. Although one would suppose they weren't so brave now? Were they. Finally the last bit of DNA to be mixed in, Brenchian DNA, gathered from rather secretive means, as far as the machine had clearance from however the original source was unknown.
All that remained, was to place the soul inside of the bioengineered body. Once this was done then life would be born again. Slowly and ever so carefully, the soul container was held over the body until it pressed up against it, only then was the release of the demon magic to change the soul, to make it fit with the body. To erase the memories after the previous failed experiment. At this very moment Aelia had died and Duvainel was born. It was not yet conscious but soon it would awaken for now the finishing touches need to be added. The machine reach to the side to grab a tiny machine itself slipping it into the back of the neck attaching itself to the brain of the bio creation. This was simply a controller, controller with the switch to activate to allow for control from the creator to the subject at any time. A mere safety precaution just in case for one never knew if an experiment went wrong. Only then was now the experiment complete the creation of it that is.
This was the creation, the creation created by the pain caused by humans, by the earthlings. This, this was going to be very thing that caused their demise. The very thing that reactions caused was going to be what caused them to fall. The creature was set to that once it would reach its perfect form, it would create a realm of twilight to shroud the universe. A universe lacking light or darkness, the universe that only the strongest could live in. After all, the weak were nothing but a means to grow stronger. That was why they were set, set to what creatures was made to assimilate. If it is set to assimilate the week and there is nothing that would be able to stop it, nothing to stop it from assimilating the stronger ones either. The world was watching know the universe, this universe was one day going to be under the control, of this bio android and furthermore, under the control of its creator. For the weak to die off and the strong to grow only to die off them selves, to feed the creature.
Techniques
Offense Tiers
- [OT-1]Acid Spit
[25% PL]
[li][OT-2]Acid Ball[/li]
By consorting the acid in their throat into a ball, the user can spit out a ball of acid wrapped in a powerful ki.
[50% PL]
[li][VT-1]Gasping Soul[/li]
Using the Bio Weapons controlled gag reflex, Duvainel can spit up a more solid and yet stickier stream of the acid. While it is thick enough to make breathing through a problem, it loses most of its innate burning properties.
[25% PL/One Turn Stun]
[li][OT-1] Visceral Rush[/li]
Duvainel has gained a fascinating notice of other’s movement styles. By having studied these movements she has felt something inside of her awaken. Something deep reaching into her very soul. By tapping into this power for mere moments she can launch with impressive speed into a fury of combos.
[25%PL In Damage]
[li][OT-2] Instinctive Demise[/li]
Duvainel has learned that this feeling was becoming more and more instinctual inside of her. Enough that she was able to tell that if it wasn’t fully tapped into, she could pull purely her own unique style. With each punch seemingly becoming coated with blades of pure twilight energy.
[50%PL in Damage]
[li][OT-3] Inborn Rage[/li]
With the full poiential of her soul being pulled Duvainel can create many sharp blades of twilight to attack along with her. With each punch she launches and each one pulled back another sharp blade will slice across, making a much harder situation for one to dodge.
[100%PL in Damage]
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Support Tiers
- [ST-1]Regional Ki Sense
[Ki Sense available within the same region]
[li][ST-2] Planetary Ki Sense[/li]
Expanding upon her ability already to detect life forms, Duvainel has managed to expand the sensing affinity to a much larger radius at a much more accurate detail. That radius being the entire planet!
[Planet wide Ki Sense]
[li][ST-1] Flight[/li]
Focusing her ki into an aura around her, Duvainel has gained the ability of flight.
[li][ST-1]Rapid Movement[/li]
Through the use of the brenchian genes inside of them, the Experiment can reach incredibly fast speeds at ease allowing the ability of which to dodge most attacks.
[100% PL Dodge]
[li]ST-2] Transportational Movement[/li]
By focusing on a spot she wished to move to, Duvainel can slip into the twilight realm for a temporary moment. This ability requires focus and thus is not as fast as one could do.
[175% Pl Dodge]
[li][ST-1]Shapeshifting[/li]
By manipulating the user’s biomass, the user can change their form and voice to whatever they desire. A must have necessity for an assassin of this caliber.
[Allows the user to change form]
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Unique Tiers
N/A
Roleplay Example:
The host was still unconscious as the final test were being ran. The Biologically Recreated Android was running via the machine's control over the controller inside of the female. It needed to test out all of the usefulness of the various functions belonging to the creature. It beheld various functions of its own. After all this was an improvement of the original model. So it had been designed to have more lethal abilities equipped, it now lacked any of the defensive abilities meant to defend another. There was no reason for it to after all if the other races were simply going to be hostile to others. No it needed to be equipped to deal as much damage as possible while still remaining with the ability to stay stealthy inside of its missions. So now were gone the non lethal pink spheres of energy, replace with a pure acid spit. The biological creature had held the potential to generate such acid through some elite bio engineering.
As the Creature was held in the direction towards the target, the controller was activated by the machine, triggering the acid reflexes of the creation. The Creature had opened its mouth and out came a bright green specks of acid to come out, every bit of which that the target was hit. The spots of the target board having began to disintegrate from the acid. So far it was seeming that this test was becoming more and more successful by the minute. A true killing machine, no assassin was being created. The acid spit had worked with increasingly more desired effects as the test progressed on and on. More and more the creatures body was being adjusted for the maximum efficiency of his Acidic Spit. The assassin creature was going to need the most accurate aim possible if it was going to work properly. It could afford another failure or else the machine would have to make a Mark Three, if a mark three were to be needed...than god help those who would be in its path.
Next up was trying out the stickiness proportions of the spit. The Creature had two ways of spitting out the acid, one way being the normal way and the other forming into a very sticky and dense substance, making it very very hard to breathe through. Possibly suffocating if left on an individuals air supply for too long. It was a very experimental design that frankly if the creature hadn't been biologically created for so than it would most likely suffocate to death. After all that was what had happened to the previous test subjects who had "willingly" volunteered. After all Perfection in results came at its own price. As thus an obviously unwilling Saiyan was pushed into the target range. They were obviously scared half to death at the sight of the creature. They were only lucky that it was unconscious. However they were not lucky enough as the controller was activated and the Creature had spit out the denser spit, covering the mouth and nose of the Saiyan. They were looking extremely anxious as they struggled, their hands held to the wall by the laser bars. They kept trying to breath harshly harder and harder until their eyes went blank..and they had stopped all movement. The weapon test was an utter success...it was time to send the creature to its target destination.
The machine had proceeded to lift the creature as it forced it to transform into their human form. All for the ability to fit into a smaller pod and to not risk detection upon entering the planet's vicinity. This was meant to be mainly a stealth mission after all for phase one of the planing. Assess and Assimilate. Those were the words directly programmed into the creature. Those were to be its main priorities above all else excluding survival itself. Survival was to be number one on the priority list, any less would be unacceptable. Otherwise the Creature was allowed free will as long as none of the actions were to oppose its creator. Poor Earth had no idea what was coming to their planet, the very thing to destroy it created from their own nightmares, their anger, and their rage. Humanity was to truly be its own destruction, and this creature would only help ensure it. After all, wasn't that the order of how things should go? The weak to die and the strong to survive.
Hours would pass as the pod would fly by, closing the distance between itself and earth with every passing second. Soon this creature would be upon the earth and ready to adapt to its new home. It was to be a long and tedious process, but it would be one that would have its own ensurement of opportunities. Closer and closer the pod began to engage upon the blue and green planet. Nearing the edge of a beach of some kind. Slowly closer and closer, the nearer to earth the sooner possible it would become what it needed to be, the disguise it would need, everything all being prepared just before the proper landing. This mission couldn’t afford failure, the creature couldn’t afford it as well. Else there would indeed become a Mark Three soon. Slowly and carefully..the pod landed upon the beach..ever so silently disintegrating, as the female was left unconscious on top of the beach.
Hours would pass until a stir of movement came from the female. “Where...where am I?” she would mumble as she would awaken. Slowly standing up trying to grab a balance to her movements, She couldn’t remember much..just..three words that ringed in her head..Assess...Assimilate...Survive. Those three words repeated consistently inside of her head..until a man appeared beside her. “Hey..are you alright there? Come on now, let's get you somewhere warm.” The old man would say as he would lean down to attempt to help lift her up. “Thank..you.” She would say in kindness, something inside her though was telling her to listen to this man for now. She would only find out why very shortly after. “Don't thank me, thank the guild. From now on, you need to earn your keep if you want my help. “ He would say in a very gruff voice as she would pause to wonder what he meant. As he studied her, he could see the unsureness in her eyes. “Relax..after all..not many get a chance to become a professional bounty hunter” The girl would only pause for a moment as she heard those words. Something about it felt similar..similar to something she had heard before and yet..couldn’t place.
Character Transfer of @aelia
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