Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2015 17:57:10 GMT
Name:Martin Black
Alias: Devil's Hand, The Black right hand, Ankle Biter, Blood Hound.
Species: Zoanthrope
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Appearance:
A rather rough around the edges individual with the scars and leathery skin as a rather direct sign of hard work and a hard life. While keeping however his youthful face and well toned tanned body. Each scar with a story same for any and all marks. Some from enemies some from his own hand. Few have seen his real face however as even though he carries about his own unique style and flare. He still finds it better in his line of work to have the edge of his face being a secret to most and a privilege to few. His body carries the strength of a wolf but when the enemies choose to keep their distance as they often do he takes to the rather rustic and western style and revolvers he carries on his hips or in other various places usually always armed whether its the gun at his side or the knife in his boot. This being said usually what he wears would be the minimum and only whats needed. Durable pants and shirts of leather same for his boots to keep the elements at bay. Only his revolvers being the main thing that looks of value on him at times.
His eyes are a light brown in color and carry a deadly yet almost sad glare behind them. Hair that hangs down in decently long bangs parted from out of his eyes to keep from holding off his aim. The leather mask usually present that hides most his features. Although does little to keep that nose of his from always being perfect for sniffing out folks that'd try to hide in the dark or brush. Given the weak or the powerful everyone has a scent to latch onto.
The other form and appearance he holds comes in the form of a wolf like body with some human like features. From his past heritage and blood that gives him the ability for his body to painfully contort and twist and in some ways momentarily break. To form into wolf, Lycan, Werewolf if ya like to call it even. A form that makes him larger and a ferocious force to be reckoned with. Used to hunt down any and all who prove a hassle on his list. Black talons and fangs to rip his foe apart in a beastly fashion. Usually reserved for the more of a hassle targets that can be brought in dead for around the same price.
History:
Many years prior a clan of humans with various properties existed in small clans in various places in the world. Often hidden away or keeping their abilities secret away from the world. Usually only seen by those accepted by the packs or those foolish enough to be marked as a enemy. From the mountains to the cost and even a few in the desert each clan or family pack raises its young carefully. Not shying away from society while knowing to equally keep their rights and training within secrecy.
However not all are accepting of such a life. Some seek more from the world rather then to be held down as they see it by tradition and the old ways. Martin was one of these boys making his own path at a early age. The problem however with such actions is to turn back on the ways of the pack is to become alone. To lose all connection with family and friend of similar blood. Often times this makes life exceptionally hard and its a strong deterrent for most clinging to life in the old ways. But as hard as it was some hat tastes for more then a life of the wild alone can offer. Hunting beast for meal and nary a true challenge to sate the spirit within.
Life on the streets was hard but when you had the strength of a animal and cunning of a beast on your side some would say you had a light leg up. He took to moving at night stealing what he needed for food an already knowing how to make moderate home in the wilds. Although growing fond quickly of what it was to sleep and live in luxury when funds gave opportunity. One job leading to another as risks got higher as the reward again and again become more desirable. His skills honed through practice and will power not to fail again each time he felt lash of being caught. Various punishments he'd learn to endure each time failure scorned and burned him.
However as the days turned to months and months to years. One learns to recognize friends and remember people. To read opportunity and take advantage of when a chance is given. Black had taken to using his forms once considered sacred to playing this game. Hunting folks and objects people wanted founds or killed that eluded them. The young hunger quite good at it as well hunting anything and everything he was paid to do so. His loyalty ensured with coin an very little that wasn't on his palette of payable missions.
Some of the names used to pass him on however to other clients took on a rather humorous tone. Mimicking the rumors of the beast heard to have been involved from what the crazed captured people muttered about seeing often in light shock themselves. Martin paying little mind himself to what he was called as long as he was paid and the jobs and his reputation remained high he cared little for most else. Becoming lightly prideful if not cocky as he enjoyed his own victory and rise in the underground. Even taking offers from groups in his recent years on ships and outer worlds. Taking on more then what earth alone had to offer for a gun for hire.
Learning the scent of several races in recent year learning what to categorize as dangerous and how to hunt various types. Learning of the scent of saiyans and brutality they often use on their foes. The strange solemn peace of namek each time his path lead their. Arcosians as well as several other aliens and mutants going through his category of remembered scents on his journeys as well. Learning to scavenge and sell other things as well in various areas of ill repute in all galaxies if you knew where to look. Saiyan armor and blasters, Arcosian tech, Even a buyer or two who were interested in Arcosians tails. Although it wasn't often he favored entangling with those creatures. If you couldn't get the jump on them they proved a dangerous challenge.
His education as well grew as he traveled often trying to become versed with each new race he met. Willing to learn and mold into their culture to more easily adjust pending how long he'd be required to stay in one place or another. It was best to learn to live among the natives carefully then be uncomfortable for long periods of times when times were hard. Or a job proved particularly difficult. In later years he'd take to using firearms and various other tricks adding to his reputation. Which added whispers of rumors to boost his array of hiring clients. Whispers of a hand quicker on the draw then any other. Some saying that the hand was covered in fur and claws. Some that he was a man taller then the trees others then he walked on all fours and had the eyes and face of a wolf. Many of these he found humorous but just as in his youth he cared not for what people whispered of him. Merely that it aided his goal to continue his works. Never much questioning the life he led merely living and how he thrived at it was all that caught his attention in his life. He could do things most failed to do. As well as being good at it was enough for him. Take pride in what you do after all.
Home World: Earth
Starting Planet: Arcose
Timeline:
1.
Unique Charismatics:
Being able to create techniques at a faster rate, every 4000 battle-power gained as opposed to 6000.
10% more Zeni in Zeni threads.
Techniques:
Offensive
Support
Wolf Senses:[SU]
Description: The nose eyes and ears of a hound trained and readied for hunting and tracking. Able to sniff out targets in the hiding and see them through the dark or week old trails to travel after someone on his list. A nose that never forgets a scent and can identify people by scent alone even if nothing else is present. Ears that can identify the breath of a enemy rushing away or hear a twig cracking from a great distance as he hunts his fleeing prey. Or now the difference between birds in the sky and cowards using ki flight or rocket boots.
Wolf Senses:[SU2]
Description: His senses can find all in hiding rather then needing a scouter like some his senses make it hard for any to hide. An can even spot distortions with sight sound and smell an usually tell if someone is bluffing out power or hiding fear. Even if he has no real numbers to put to things. Merely a sensation from scent to make well balance guesses. A track that could be too old for most to follow can be tract to his hound like senses.
Wolf Senses:[SU3]
Description: The scent of people aid to track them but also identify them as well can the way they breath or subtle details seen hinted all over them for those who know what to look for. The wolf has discovered ways to track mechanical and organic beings not only able to identify what he's tracking by who it is if he's gotten their scent before an matched it to a name and face. But also able to match races and species he's encountered before. Making it easier to plot the hunt as he learns of what he's hunt proceeds. Adapting like a good hunter in the chase of its prey. As well as talons and fangs that can be pulled to his lips and fingers and toes to add a edge to the game.
Special
Transformations:
(Not yet attained) Beast Form (x3) - A forceful and painful change to the physical boy turning into a beastly wolf like form. Some resemblance to man some to beast in such a state. A were wolf by more simple standards to the average person in sight. The body painfully twists and contorts into a change giving the host fangs of a beast and claws as fur covers the body. Standing eight feet tall but able to move like a sleek hunter speed not hindered the hosts power. (Requires 20K power level)
(Not yet attained) True Wolf (x6)- The body bulks in the beast form taking on a much more beastly look less man in this form. It takes years to unlock such prowess in the change however. Becoming more a large wolf pure in look then the monster form of the youth. Claws and fangs similar to the beasts they share kin to. But giant in nature. Still about eight feet tall when standing on hind legs tall. But in this form all fours is the usual way of moving. Balance and finesse of a wolf acquired as if the form was as natural as the human frame. An the nature around them as naturally as home. (Requires 70k power level and ki Suppression)
(Not yet attained) Spirit Wolf (x16 permanent)- The most skilled and powerful of the packs learn to control the forms more easily. As clean in thought and resistant to the pulls and desires of beasts in forms. The natural body as well learning to more easily change when needed and even beginning to infuse with the natural powers of the hunter spirit within them. Much stronger and in tune with the inner wolf. Showing even in their regular form. This is usually the point in ones life as well if reached when a link between both sides of living is achieved. Learning more and accepting what one is. The wolf and the man no longer two things but one completely. (Requires 140k power level)
(Not yet attained) Hell Hound (x23)- The higher power summoned whether in the form of man or beast. A inner strength summoned that often increases the mass power and speed of the body. Its said any who have encountered the old ancestors of the wolf like humans describe them as demons. Wolves that move like lightning and jaws that can bite through tree trunks. Talons that can carve away the mountains. An as cliche as it is the story of lungs that can force the winds from its breath to topple houses holds some merit. (Requires 250k power level)
(Not yet attained) Fenrir (x50 permanent)- The final achievement noted and learned of although few if any have ever been noted of existing. Secrecy of them known only to the elders. The change easy to them and pain ignored as it was as simple as changing ones clothes. The mind of the animal side as understood as the thinking man. Some even taking to the feeling of staying in animal form or in man. Realizing that both are one in the same. The power achieved bleeding into either form. To achieve such power is to realize the truest potential of such creatures. Powerful things whispered of in history as parts of stories throughout various cultures. But in truth merely the ancestors of one of many special breeds that roam the earth. The form being able to mold of legend. Taking on in animal form either the sleek form of a wolf or giant as a beast wolf tall as beasts. Legend almost matching them to a Oozaru in size when the host so wishes. Size never slowing the creature down. (Requires: 500k power level)
(Not yet attained) True Wolf (x6)- The body bulks in the beast form taking on a much more beastly look less man in this form. It takes years to unlock such prowess in the change however. Becoming more a large wolf pure in look then the monster form of the youth. Claws and fangs similar to the beasts they share kin to. But giant in nature. Still about eight feet tall when standing on hind legs tall. But in this form all fours is the usual way of moving. Balance and finesse of a wolf acquired as if the form was as natural as the human frame. An the nature around them as naturally as home. (Requires 70k power level and ki Suppression)
(Not yet attained) Spirit Wolf (x16 permanent)- The most skilled and powerful of the packs learn to control the forms more easily. As clean in thought and resistant to the pulls and desires of beasts in forms. The natural body as well learning to more easily change when needed and even beginning to infuse with the natural powers of the hunter spirit within them. Much stronger and in tune with the inner wolf. Showing even in their regular form. This is usually the point in ones life as well if reached when a link between both sides of living is achieved. Learning more and accepting what one is. The wolf and the man no longer two things but one completely. (Requires 140k power level)
(Not yet attained) Hell Hound (x23)- The higher power summoned whether in the form of man or beast. A inner strength summoned that often increases the mass power and speed of the body. Its said any who have encountered the old ancestors of the wolf like humans describe them as demons. Wolves that move like lightning and jaws that can bite through tree trunks. Talons that can carve away the mountains. An as cliche as it is the story of lungs that can force the winds from its breath to topple houses holds some merit. (Requires 250k power level)
(Not yet attained) Fenrir (x50 permanent)- The final achievement noted and learned of although few if any have ever been noted of existing. Secrecy of them known only to the elders. The change easy to them and pain ignored as it was as simple as changing ones clothes. The mind of the animal side as understood as the thinking man. Some even taking to the feeling of staying in animal form or in man. Realizing that both are one in the same. The power achieved bleeding into either form. To achieve such power is to realize the truest potential of such creatures. Powerful things whispered of in history as parts of stories throughout various cultures. But in truth merely the ancestors of one of many special breeds that roam the earth. The form being able to mold of legend. Taking on in animal form either the sleek form of a wolf or giant as a beast wolf tall as beasts. Legend almost matching them to a Oozaru in size when the host so wishes. Size never slowing the creature down. (Requires: 500k power level)
Items: 1000 Zenni,
One-Use Pod, Twin Revolvers, Boot Knife.