Arynx, Savior of Rock [COMPLETE]
Feb 26, 2016 5:45:32 GMT
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Name: Arynx
Species: Bio-Android
Sample Races: Namek, Konatsian, Zoonamite
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance:
Arynx is 5'9'', with smooth dark blue-green skin and delicate pointed ears. His head is topped with a long fin that runs down the back of his neck and flops down one side of his handsome face. His body sports a swimmer's muscle tone. He often wears tight black leather or denim pants with his signature black-and-purple leather jacket. He rarely wears a shirt. He's rarely seen without his custom guitar hovering at his back, tethered to him by magnets.
History:
The year is 2780. The golden age of rock has come and gone in the universe. In its place, sitting the throne is the usurper - pop music. What once had been one of rock's proudest scions was now little more than a superficial demagogue, a brainworm infecting the minds of people across the cosmos, turning their brains to jelly. This was not what the King had intended.
Worse still, intergalactic record labels were going bankrupt left and right. With the fall of Arcose, one of the last bastions standing against the reign of music without substance, entire subgenres were all but wiped out. Families went hungry. Roadies with no road to travel found themselves forced to get real jobs, working under fluorescent lights for minimum wage on some boring planet where the speakers only go up to 10.
In a last ditch effort, Edgar Serpente, a scale-faced Earth native who'd taken the galaxies by storm when he started Yggdrasil Records, took the last of his money and invested it into a top-secret scientific endeavor. If successful it would save rock music and destroy pop once and for all. He hired the greatest geneticists and engineers from across the far reaches of the universe.
Together, they would study the chart-topping songs of the last two decades, feeding data into a piece of software designed to take aggregate sales and approval data and determine which musicians were the best - to determine who rocked the fucking hardest. Three candidates were found.
First was Fender, a Mazoku-caste Namekian who'd become the king of the Punk Rock scene. At the height of his career, he'd become something of an embarrassment for the Dragon and Warrior caste Namekians due to his popularity with listeners of all races. Non-Namekian listeners didn't care about his politics or his status as a Mazoku, they just cared about how hard he shredded on his guitar. Unfortunately his career fell apart after the destruction of his homeworld caused him to fall into a deep depression. His last album was widely considered more "grunge" than punk, and he unfortunately took his own life shortly after its release. Yggdrasil's scientists managed to recover his DNA from the strings of his guitar.
Next came Caroon, a Konatsian with a silver tongue and golden vocal chords. As the front man for a Glam Rock band called Stardust, Caroon had the cosmos in the palm of his hand. He could have any woman he wanted, though his preferences lied elsewhere. His voice had been described as the embodiment of ecstasy. While his dulcet, often slightly sad vocals carried the rest of the somewhat mediocre members of the band, it created a deep rift of resentment between himself and his fellow musicians. After several battles with drugs and trips to rehab almost sent his career into freefall, Caroon managed to get it together enough to release one last hit album before succumbing to illness and passing away. His DNA was recovered from the hospital in which he'd died.
And last but not least, was Barracu, who'd come out of left field about 15 years ago. Nobody had thought a Zoonamite could break into the rock scene, but his particular style of gravely vocals and high-speed guitar solos made him a perfect candidate for the Lord of Metal. Performing almost exclusively on worlds with large oceans, always on the coast, his concerts included grand displays of water - on stage wave machines, high powered hoses firing into the audience, the works. This was, unfortunately, Barracu's downfall as an entire section of his final concert's audience drowned when a water main burst and flooded the venue. Just like that, Barracu vanished as suddenly as he'd come. His DNA was recovered from the rim of a glass at a dive bar.
With the DNA of the three greatest rockers in recent history gathered, the true work of Yggdrasil's scientists could begin. With genetic material and a machine to combine it, it was only a few short months before the team had created a viable embryo. They placed the embryo in a specially designed incubation chamber, filled with an amneotic fluid ideal for transmitting sound waves. As the embryo developed, the greatest works of rock musicians throughout history were pumped into the chamber. They called this process "gestational education".
After a little under a year, the time came to open the incubation chamber. What stepped out was beyond Serpente's wildest dreams. Not only was their creation beautiful, his voice was a slice of fried gold and his fingers were strong and nimble. As he stepped out of the chamber, naked and glistening, the Yggdrasil scientists bowed their heads in reverence and awe at what they had created. He smiled, filling the room with warmth. He touched each scientist on the shoulder as he approached Edgar Serpente, his metaphorical "father".
"Let's discuss the terms of my contract, shall we?"
Since that day, Arynx has been breathing life back into rock music, one concert at a time. He performs under several subgenres, his concerts often being described as a "musical three-course meal" or an "aural cornucopia". Yggdrasil's profit margins have started to skyrocket. This has allowed Arynx a certain freedom to do what he pleased in his off time.
While a fair amount of his off time is spent practicing his music and writing new songs, a large portion is spent on adventuring and exploring an inherent power that he's noticed within himself. He believes that while he was built to become the savior of rock, his true destiny may be a bit more important. Arynx may need to take it up to 11, to become a true Rock God.
Starting Planet: Earth
Racial Traits:
Regeneration: Namekians can regenerate wounds and even lost limbs at the cost of some energy. However, they cannot regenerate brain tissue or from decapitation, and more likely than not a powerful attack will still kill you. After one round of concentrating their energies, a Namekian can regenerate their bodies to restore themselves to health, limbs bursting forward from an amputated stub or gaping wounds suddenly healing. Mechanically operates as a Senzu Bean without the KP renewal. Once per fight.
Technique Mastery: Konatsians gain techniques more rapidly than other races. Arynx will gain techniques every 5,000 KP.
Natural Collector: A Zoonamite starts with an additional 500 zeni, and gains a 5% bonus to all zeni gains.
OFFENSIVE
Riff [N1]: Playing a short, sharp riff on his guitar, Arynx channels the essence of his rock into a blast of sonic energy into his opponent.
[N1] Mighty Axe of the Valhallans: Arynx can charge the essence of his rock into his guitar. Blades of crackling energy form around the guitar's head, making it an even more vicious weapon.
SUPPORT
Powerslide [SU1]: Through a sudden burst of speed you leave behind a static image of yourself to distract your opponent, this technique allows you to completely dodge techniques beneath 100% of your PL. This technique uses 1 KP in KP Battles and cannot be charged.
Stunning Voice [SU1]: Through opening his throat and singing a few bars, Arynx can entrance just about anyone with ears, including his opposition. Stuns for 1 round at 100% PL. Can disrupt a charging attack if the stun power level is within 80% of the opponent's power level.
[SU1] That's Telekinesis, Kyle: Arynx can move things with his mind because he rocks so damn hard. By spending 1 KP, Arynx can move objects of up to his own body weight, as well as halt attacks up to 33% of his own PL. This effect lasts for as long as he maintains his focus on it.
Items: 750 Zenni
One-Use Pod
Custom Space Guitar
ALBUM COVERS
Arynx: Forevermind
Species: Bio-Android
Sample Races: Namek, Konatsian, Zoonamite
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance:
Arynx is 5'9'', with smooth dark blue-green skin and delicate pointed ears. His head is topped with a long fin that runs down the back of his neck and flops down one side of his handsome face. His body sports a swimmer's muscle tone. He often wears tight black leather or denim pants with his signature black-and-purple leather jacket. He rarely wears a shirt. He's rarely seen without his custom guitar hovering at his back, tethered to him by magnets.
History:
The year is 2780. The golden age of rock has come and gone in the universe. In its place, sitting the throne is the usurper - pop music. What once had been one of rock's proudest scions was now little more than a superficial demagogue, a brainworm infecting the minds of people across the cosmos, turning their brains to jelly. This was not what the King had intended.
Worse still, intergalactic record labels were going bankrupt left and right. With the fall of Arcose, one of the last bastions standing against the reign of music without substance, entire subgenres were all but wiped out. Families went hungry. Roadies with no road to travel found themselves forced to get real jobs, working under fluorescent lights for minimum wage on some boring planet where the speakers only go up to 10.
In a last ditch effort, Edgar Serpente, a scale-faced Earth native who'd taken the galaxies by storm when he started Yggdrasil Records, took the last of his money and invested it into a top-secret scientific endeavor. If successful it would save rock music and destroy pop once and for all. He hired the greatest geneticists and engineers from across the far reaches of the universe.
Together, they would study the chart-topping songs of the last two decades, feeding data into a piece of software designed to take aggregate sales and approval data and determine which musicians were the best - to determine who rocked the fucking hardest. Three candidates were found.
First was Fender, a Mazoku-caste Namekian who'd become the king of the Punk Rock scene. At the height of his career, he'd become something of an embarrassment for the Dragon and Warrior caste Namekians due to his popularity with listeners of all races. Non-Namekian listeners didn't care about his politics or his status as a Mazoku, they just cared about how hard he shredded on his guitar. Unfortunately his career fell apart after the destruction of his homeworld caused him to fall into a deep depression. His last album was widely considered more "grunge" than punk, and he unfortunately took his own life shortly after its release. Yggdrasil's scientists managed to recover his DNA from the strings of his guitar.
Next came Caroon, a Konatsian with a silver tongue and golden vocal chords. As the front man for a Glam Rock band called Stardust, Caroon had the cosmos in the palm of his hand. He could have any woman he wanted, though his preferences lied elsewhere. His voice had been described as the embodiment of ecstasy. While his dulcet, often slightly sad vocals carried the rest of the somewhat mediocre members of the band, it created a deep rift of resentment between himself and his fellow musicians. After several battles with drugs and trips to rehab almost sent his career into freefall, Caroon managed to get it together enough to release one last hit album before succumbing to illness and passing away. His DNA was recovered from the hospital in which he'd died.
And last but not least, was Barracu, who'd come out of left field about 15 years ago. Nobody had thought a Zoonamite could break into the rock scene, but his particular style of gravely vocals and high-speed guitar solos made him a perfect candidate for the Lord of Metal. Performing almost exclusively on worlds with large oceans, always on the coast, his concerts included grand displays of water - on stage wave machines, high powered hoses firing into the audience, the works. This was, unfortunately, Barracu's downfall as an entire section of his final concert's audience drowned when a water main burst and flooded the venue. Just like that, Barracu vanished as suddenly as he'd come. His DNA was recovered from the rim of a glass at a dive bar.
With the DNA of the three greatest rockers in recent history gathered, the true work of Yggdrasil's scientists could begin. With genetic material and a machine to combine it, it was only a few short months before the team had created a viable embryo. They placed the embryo in a specially designed incubation chamber, filled with an amneotic fluid ideal for transmitting sound waves. As the embryo developed, the greatest works of rock musicians throughout history were pumped into the chamber. They called this process "gestational education".
After a little under a year, the time came to open the incubation chamber. What stepped out was beyond Serpente's wildest dreams. Not only was their creation beautiful, his voice was a slice of fried gold and his fingers were strong and nimble. As he stepped out of the chamber, naked and glistening, the Yggdrasil scientists bowed their heads in reverence and awe at what they had created. He smiled, filling the room with warmth. He touched each scientist on the shoulder as he approached Edgar Serpente, his metaphorical "father".
"Let's discuss the terms of my contract, shall we?"
Since that day, Arynx has been breathing life back into rock music, one concert at a time. He performs under several subgenres, his concerts often being described as a "musical three-course meal" or an "aural cornucopia". Yggdrasil's profit margins have started to skyrocket. This has allowed Arynx a certain freedom to do what he pleased in his off time.
While a fair amount of his off time is spent practicing his music and writing new songs, a large portion is spent on adventuring and exploring an inherent power that he's noticed within himself. He believes that while he was built to become the savior of rock, his true destiny may be a bit more important. Arynx may need to take it up to 11, to become a true Rock God.
Starting Planet: Earth
Racial Traits:
Regeneration: Namekians can regenerate wounds and even lost limbs at the cost of some energy. However, they cannot regenerate brain tissue or from decapitation, and more likely than not a powerful attack will still kill you. After one round of concentrating their energies, a Namekian can regenerate their bodies to restore themselves to health, limbs bursting forward from an amputated stub or gaping wounds suddenly healing. Mechanically operates as a Senzu Bean without the KP renewal. Once per fight.
Technique Mastery: Konatsians gain techniques more rapidly than other races. Arynx will gain techniques every 5,000 KP.
Natural Collector: A Zoonamite starts with an additional 500 zeni, and gains a 5% bonus to all zeni gains.
OFFENSIVE
Riff [N1]: Playing a short, sharp riff on his guitar, Arynx channels the essence of his rock into a blast of sonic energy into his opponent.
[N1] Mighty Axe of the Valhallans: Arynx can charge the essence of his rock into his guitar. Blades of crackling energy form around the guitar's head, making it an even more vicious weapon.
SUPPORT
Powerslide [SU1]: Through a sudden burst of speed you leave behind a static image of yourself to distract your opponent, this technique allows you to completely dodge techniques beneath 100% of your PL. This technique uses 1 KP in KP Battles and cannot be charged.
Stunning Voice [SU1]: Through opening his throat and singing a few bars, Arynx can entrance just about anyone with ears, including his opposition. Stuns for 1 round at 100% PL. Can disrupt a charging attack if the stun power level is within 80% of the opponent's power level.
[SU1] That's Telekinesis, Kyle: Arynx can move things with his mind because he rocks so damn hard. By spending 1 KP, Arynx can move objects of up to his own body weight, as well as halt attacks up to 33% of his own PL. This effect lasts for as long as he maintains his focus on it.
Items: 750 Zenni
One-Use Pod
Custom Space Guitar
ALBUM COVERS
Arynx: Forevermind