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Kosth; Older Brother<br> [Corrupted, Serves Nodens]<br><br>
 
Kosth; Older Brother<br> [Corrupted, Serves Nodens]<br><br>
 
Kinlmh; Older Brother<br> [Deceased, Core Detained]<br><br>
 
Kinlmh; Older Brother<br> [Deceased, Core Detained]<br><br>
Quipets; Younger Brother<br> [Bannished to the Abyss]<br><br>
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Quipets; Younger Brother<br> [Actaive in Mellinum City]<br><br>
 
Lithilath; Younger Sister<br> [Insufficient Data]<br><br>
 
Lithilath; Younger Sister<br> [Insufficient Data]<br><br>
Haplatm; Younger Brother<br> [Scurge Infected]<br><br>
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Haplatm; Younger Brother<br> [Infected]<br><br>
Telitig; Younger Brother<br> [Scurge Infected]<br><br>
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Telitig; Younger Brother<br> [Infected]<br><br>
 
Dailtnus; Younger Brother<br> [Corrupted, Serves Nodens]<br><br>
 
Dailtnus; Younger Brother<br> [Corrupted, Serves Nodens]<br><br>
 
mitikeia; Youngest Brother<br> [Deceased, Core detained]
 
mitikeia; Youngest Brother<br> [Deceased, Core detained]
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=<div style="font-size:20px"><b><font color="Red">History</font></b></div>=
 
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So you want me to catalog my history here, hmm?
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So I've been tasked with writhing down my entire bloody history, but I'm too lazy, so I'm just going to give you the key points.
 
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Alright, lets get the first thing out of the way, while I'm almost 78.3 million years old...I think, kinda hard to keep track, I've spent most of my life doing nothing, so for the sake of sanity I'm just going to log the intresting events.
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Created in a lab along with the other 10 members of my species in an attempt to create a god made flesh to rule over the empire, and obviously they messed up as I'm about as godlike as the adverage joe.
 
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Back when it started [I think] I was dragged onto a lab table proped agsaint a cabnet or something, I don't really know, everything was still blury, but though the haze it was explained to me by some the prat-head Doctor Maltiskila [I think that's how it translates anyways] that I was the fith being to be spawned from this anomly that he had wrought onto the universe in his attempt to create a living god...and consdering that I'm no more a god than the next jhonny hero, it's pretty safe to assume that he failed, anyway in total eleven of us Chim were created from the anomly and after a pile of paperwork we were given jobs and postings to do.
 
 
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After they figured out that I wasn't what they were after I was thrown though a bunch of tests inorder to figure out where I would fit into the socicity, turns out I had an affainty for bionics so I was given a job and training as a bionics engineer.
 
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I was given the position of junior aprentice in the mechinal devision of a bio-augmention company, it was mind numbingly complex at first, but after a few years I started to get the hang of it, moving up in the company and eventually ended up as the cheif engineer of the machinal devision, whihc mostly was about desginging and installing high grade cybernetics, pretty standard stuff, until a certian client came to me asking for some implants made of salite crystal [a restricted and extremely dangerous material], which after checking their documantion I agreed to make and install.
 
 
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I was in the job for about 46 years I think...eaither way I ended up as the lead bionics desginer of the branch, life was sweet, well as sweet as working the equivlant of a 9-5 decient paying job can be, and then I got arrested, tried and thrown in jail due to my co-worker imbessling funds and pinning it on me.
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Woo sitting about in jail, was there for a few years, nothing overly fancy or...plesant and then outta the bleedin blue the guards ran off without so much as a second word, and then about 2 hours later these...well the best way to describe them would be as a cross between zombies and mutants spefically tailored for killing, ended up bursting in, killing the anybody they could reach, eventually the power went out, deacviating the barrier on my cell leaving me free to leave once I had faught my way past the creatures.
 
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After the procdure and second half of the payment the client went on a rampage, stright up massacaring an entire city with his salite impant enhanced magic, long story short, they got arrested and the implants were traced back to me, turns out his documentation was fake and I was scentinsed to 30 years in prision. Due to the nature of my bodyly construction, they decided it would be for the best if they kept me in an air-tight bomb-proof un-acviated statis chamber, kept at a rather "comfortble" 0C and there I stayed, day in, day out for the next 7 years, until all the guards ran off leaving the prisioners behind...most of them starved, the others died when the power finally gave out, leaving them to suffercate in their statis chambers...where I was just stuck there, waiting, too weak to break out but too strong to die.
 
 
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Caught up with the chickensh*t guards, ended up knocking more than a few teeth out of them for leaving us to die, before heading with them, turns out that a seient, self mutative virus had infected 40% of the population, turning them into mutated creates slaved to the will of the virus, and due to the self selective mutative propties of the virus it is capable of making the infected being immune to forms of damage, making dealing with them rather diffcult.
 
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I don't know how long I was stuck there, staring at the same, crumbling spot of wall...but all I know is that after some time the prision started to crumble, one of the catwalks overhead broke lose, fell down and mostly crushed the chamber I was stuck in, shattering it, finally granting me freedom. As I stumbled though the ruined and somewhat decayed Prision, slowly regaining my strength I ended up comming across signs of battle of an ancient battle, turns out the prision where I was being held was abadoned along with the rest of the planet, most of which was burned to ash and glass though useage of high yeild atsompheric plasma explosive, in an attempt to slow down a parastatic infection which was turning those it infected into unstoppable monsters.
 
 
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Ended up drafted into fighting agsaint the infected in exchange for my "crime" being forgiven, it was a long and bloody war, but ulimatally we were losing, the troops we sent agsaint the infected were inturn themselves infected and when we sent robots agsaint them, they were eaither captured and reprogrammed to fight agsaint us or violently destroyed, with no options, manpower or time left the delfactor leader went and summoned this cosmic being called nodens, and in exchange for the souls of every single one of the uninfected they granted us the knowdalge and power nessery to cure the infected.
 
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Managed to sneak and fight my to the fontline, I wasn't there for long before I was given a Pulsma Repeater Rifle and told to fight back agsaint the infected. Must of ended up killing millions of them, but it didn't help, we were losing the war, every one of our number that fell to them rose up agsaint us, we tried sending robots and golems agsaint them to stem our losses...and it wokred for a short while, until they figured out how to reprogram and corrupt them, sending them back agsaint us, for all the technogical might and magical cability of the empire, we couldn't slow it down.
 
 
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Armed with that knowldage and power we set about capturing and curing as many of the infected as we could, trying to not pay mind to the fact that we had effectivally made ourselves into demons, and for while things were going smoothly, steadly reclaiming the empire and its people, city by city, planet by planet, system by system, helping the cured recover and re-intergrate as block by block we set about rebuilding socitity.
 
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By the end of the war, we numbered barely over 100,000 and stacked agsaint us where the trillions of infected, the emperor was dead, the militery was tattered, all that we were was a group of a few scientists, mostly civilans and a small number of the surriving Royal Bloodline and their personal guard, with no hope left the acting leader broke the oldest law we had, and summoned fourth the old one, known as Nodens and struck a deal with them, in exchange for the souls of every surrivor, they would be granted the knowldage and power nessery to win the war, What we were given was the ability to cure the infected.
 
 
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After a couple of months we had managed to retake little over half of the ground we lost, managed to get a majority of things set back up, at which point, like a switch being flipped inside our heads, nodens unleashed a all consuming hunger for souls onto the surrivors, and it dragged us down into almost completely instinctual demons caring only for consuming souls, every soul we consumed was inturn taken by nodens, allowing them to grow in power and infliuance as every victium was turned into another soulstarved demon.
 
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Armed with our newfoudn knowldage we captured and cured as many of the infected as we could, the process was painful, sometimes fatal and rather slow, but at last we were making progress back agsaint the infection, over the next few years we had cured enough people to actually start rebuilding socitity from the ground up, and then....well, something snapped in me and for a moment it was all dark, and then I was stuck in my own body, seeing it act out in fits of maddening rage, killing any and all that I came across, as one by one the other surrivors fell into madness as well, tearing any people they can find limb from limb.
 
 
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Once again I was prisoner, but this time instead of a cell holding me, it was my own body as it acted out on the all consuming need to consume souls, it wasn't the most...plesant time in my past, going around from system to system consuming as many souls as I could get my hands on, eventually this got the attention of the divines who tore open portals all over the empire that poured fourth celestial beings with the mission of stopping the corrupted and infected, my older brother Kinlmh and I were on the edge of what was left of the empire with a couple of million infected ripping them apart for their souls when the celestials arrivied.
 
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They attacked in their tens of thousands, tearing the infected apart before finding and attacking my brother and I, we managed to fight them back, I managed to kill and consume more than a few of the celestial souls, which eventually managed to stifle my hunger for souls, breaking nodens control over me... he didn't take it to well, he pushed my brother to kill me and we ended up fighting for about 3 days, eventually I killed him by ripping out his core with the help of a thermic lance.
While personally I feel most of what I'm going to put here are better labeled as abilities rather than powers due to the fact that every other member of my race <strike>has</strike> had, I'm still being told to list them here.
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==<div style="font-size:15px"><b><font color="Aqua">Super Strength</font></b></div>==
 
This "power" is the basic and most direct result of maintaining what would be considered an slightly muscular human musclture, adbit with a much more efficent muscle strcture, allowing for greater power output than normal human and even most other alien races are capable of.
 
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While the exsact upper limit of my strength with my current musclture it little over 4.2 tons [8,466lb/3,841KG] theoretcally I could create more muscle mass for myself resulting in an apprate increase in strength, meaning if I needed to i could increase my strength far beyond my base limit, the heaviest I've ever actually managed to move would be a 100ton dumptruck, downside to doing that is that it chewed throguh my energy reserves leaving me for the most part, barely strong enough to stand after maintaining that level of strength for a few seconds, after all creating and moving that much addational mass is a rather exsahsative process.
 
 
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Also worth noting, back when there were other members of my species the phsyical strength between each member varied to a rather extreme degree, with my older brother comming in at being able to lift 14,377 tons in his "normal" state
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Holding my brothers core in my hand the celestials and infected still out for my head I ran, ended up finding a docked long range cargo ship, half converted into carry surrivors, the other half was still loaded up with cargo, managed to get into the ship and after a breif search of ship, turning up little more than some skeletal remains of the former passangers I fired up the reactor, charged the engines, undocked and set a course for, and I quote "away from here" and with a blink I was flying across space at 1.3 times the speed of light.
 
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Another "power" where any energy that comes into contact with my bodyis asorbed and in a process that I don't entirely understand myself <font size="1px">[All i've been able to figure out is that it involves eletron sized distortions in gravity and the atomic strongforce]</font> exsactly 66% of the energy is converted into mass at a ratio of 1,950,734Joules per 1KG of mass created, yes it's incredibally inefficent for creating new mass but on the other hand, prefect for energy storage.
 
 
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Before I get too far off track, the created energy mass gets added to my body, as my entire body is made from the stuff, meaning it works as my energy reserve when I reverse the process, turning mass back into energy, while i have to do when there isn't enough energy in the atsomphere around me to sustain me at a comfortable level, which also means, in theory, if I was "starved" to death my body would fade to nothing rather than becoming a corpse.
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During the flight I managed to figre out how to configure the autopilot to avoid colliding with anything, leaving me free to explore the ship, dug into the unconvered, still full cargo hold, turns out it was mostly packed with indestrual supplies and tools, one of them was a forge which I unpacked and put together to use for generial tinkering and expermenting during the trip, also found the living quaters of the passanger hold had more than a few supplies for magic users, while I was never any good with the whole magic thing myself, I still read up on what I could, ended up learing how to forge runes into things, granting them power, using this knowldage I set about making a gaulent armed with control runes and powered by my brothers core.
 
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E.M.S.M <font size="1px">[Becasue screw typing the full name every time]</font> refers to the natrual abaility that <strike>my race</strike> I have, where <strike>we</strike> I can control the state of my own energy matter all the way down to the sub-atomic level, which allows me to do anything with it that I desire with it, adbit limited by my knowldage of atomic structure, meaning if I wanted I could turn some of the mass into a leather duster, or a razor sharp titanum throwing star or a stwarberry shortcake.
 
 
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There's only really <strike>two</strike> three limiting factors when it comes to creating stuff, the first is the end result will always share the two innate charasticts of energy mass <font size="1px">[it's up there in biology]</font> secondly, the created object will deteroiate at a slow by constant rate breaking down into raw energy mass before dissapating into energy if not re-bonded to me every so often and the thrid and last real limit to this "power" is actually as I stated eariler, I can't create a material or substance or whatever if I don't know the atomic structure of the substance in question. <font size="1px">[Well there's also the limit of needing the mass to create the whatever from, but that's a no-brainer]</font>
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A couple of years after making the king's forge gaulent I had managed to create what I assumed at the time was a incredibaly heavy, useless alloy called dekonittie, which I was in the process of testing when the power went out, upon invesgiating turns out that the reactor had run out of fuel, after thinking for a moment I ran to the cockpit, only to find, that of course the controls were dead... and then I crashed into the earth, the massive deceleration from hitting the atsmosphere destroyed most of the ship, the only things to surrive intact was the gaulent, the dekonittie bar and a couple of gravity generational units, I didn't get though unscathed, had to spend a good couple of days repairing my body, and that is when I found out that I was incapable of staying dead.
 
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I use this abaility constantly to create and maintain my body and clothes, or change my shape into something else entirely,  as well as turning my outer most "layer" at the imapct point into super heated, ultra high pressure carbon steel when attacked, basically kidna like a natrual armor, plus a cool side effect is that the heat generated by this process ingintes the air around the altered location, putting on quite the lightshow if i do say-so myself.
 
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Comes hand in hand with manuplating my energy mass, in essence I can manupliate/move/increase/decrease/alter any energy, with the noteable exceptions of magical energy and radiowaves higher than x-rays, at will, provided that said energy is within 10CM of my reach...at which point it would probbly be simpler to convert it into energy mass and then repourpse that for whatever, so all in all this is a rather useless "power" outside of power work, making the pratical applications rather...limited.
 
 
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The earth when I crashed onto it was a cold inhosptible place, so I was forced to stick around the wreckage to avoid freezing to death, during which time I managed to salvage a box a full of holocubes, mostly containing partly corrupted blueprints, the grvity drives and the dekonittie bar, as I relised that it, like tha gaulent didn't have as much of a scratch on it, while the gaulet was understandable due to having my brothers core in it, but the dekonittie bar, I ended up figuring out that the alloy was unbreakable, which was a plesant surprize.
While neather a power nor abaility it's still something that <strike>I've benn told to</strike> I'm going to write down.
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Due to the non biological nature of my body and exsistance I don't age, rot or decay in a conventional scense thusly I am immortal in the "I can't age to death" scense, not the "I can't die ever" scense.
 
 
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A couple of days later some early humans arrivied at the crash site to invesgiate it, I managed to stay out of sight observing them to the point where I was able to make a somewhat basic, but passable human form for myself and I managed to sucesuffly intergrate into their little tribe, helping out here and there, mostly with the hunting and gathering, improving my form as I went, although I was a lot shorter back then so I blended in quite a bit better.
This one is actually a power rather than a natrual ability, I got this power as a side effect of syphioning off so much celestial energy when I was collecting devine souls back when I was being puppeted about by Nodens, what this power allows me to do is resurrect the dead, provided they haven't been dead for more than an hour, when using this power I do for a moment take on the form of a celestial enetity, and while this power is great for helping people it's also rather tiring to use often leaving me...well the human equivlant would be gasping for breath, also kinda hurts to use.
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This is my second, and last true power when I die, unlike the other chim, my body doesn't dissapate, and my core doesn't create a new, diffrent chim when I die, instead I'm forcibally returned to life, though a rather painful and somewhat slow process, take upwards of 5 minuets, the end result is that I am dropped back on my feet, feeling like I've been dragged backwardes though broken glass after having every fibre of my being broken with a sledgehammer.
 
 
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What causes this power is Nodens repairing and re-animating my body before forcbally jamming my consciousness back into it, restuling in an extremely painful, but effective Self Resurrection, the only real question is, why do they do it?
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From that point onwards I just went about here and there with life, settling in where I could for a few years here and there before moving on to the next place once the locals got suspicious of my apperance not aging a day, combined with the fact that I was slowly but steadly growing bigger from collective energy-mass building up in my body, heck in the year..umm...1207 I think, I was in china employed as a master swordsmith, made a fair bit of money, which I was able get my hands on some silver, which I used to reforge the gaulent to fit my larger human hands, with the five fingers, instead of the three back home.
 
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<strike>I'm being asked to write down any and all weaknesses I have or the staff will write them down for me</strike> Below I'm listing all of my weaknesses.
 
 
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Spain, July 14th, 1874, was the point where I had amassed so much energymass that I couldn't maintain a human-like size, so I ended up becomming nine and a half foot tall, needless to say that didn't go down to well with the locals intinally, but after a short while they accepted me, guess the smithing skill was worth more to them than the fear of a giant blue haired person.
While I'm incapable of manpulating or asorbing magic what so ever, meaning I take full damage from it, however I take extra damage from dark magic, mainly becasue my internal energy structure was altered from the over consumption of celestial energy resulting in giving me a vrunbility towards the dark magics, not only do i take slightly increased damage from dark magics, they also "harden" my energy mass structure, making is much more diffcult to manipulate, alter or heal any injuries that i recieve from said magic.
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This weakness can best be described as an algeric reaction, but instead of breaking out in hives and collasping with diffculity breathing and a bunch of swelling, the reaction I experance is sillimar to the reaction that a human getting doused in Fluorosulfuric Acid would experance, however it is worth noting, the purity of the boron has to be at 51.47% or higher for the "reaction" to take place, it's one of the more...unplesant weaknesses I have, and one of the most painful ways I've been killed in the past, getting dropped into a bin of pure boron filings...ugh still hurts to think about it.
 
 
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When Dr.Destroyer managed to assult most of the world, leveling much of detroit, I unfortunally was unable to take part in the whole defending the wolrd thing due to being at the bottom of the red sea at the time, mining materials for work, by the time I got back onto dry land, it was over and all that I could do was lend assasstiance with the clean-up efforts, and when mellenium city was under construction, I used most of the money I had saved up over the years to buy a plot of land and build the elcptial apartment building, choosing to take the penthouse for myself, fitting it to be part workspace, part living quaters.
Techinally a human weakness, but in me it's much more pronounced, and slightly odd, with the first symptoms appering at -10C, it's also the only other weakness besices boron that can outrightly kill me on its own.
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Middle of october, the yearly bloodmoon is high in the sky and zombies are running rampant, Working with the heros I was doing my best to get to one of the crypts to staunch the flow for a couple of hours, but there are too many and I can't get though them all, and then none other than Quipets, my younger brother shows up outta nowhere and helps me cut though the hoard and seal the crypt, at which point we sat down talking for a while, turns out that he manged to avoid the conflict back home due to being banished to the null (basically dimesion of un-exsistance) for trying to a "edomic king" whatever that is, but he got out by breaking part of his core to open a portal to the location of his kin, being the last one left it dumped him on earth.
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That's more or less the history of my rather dull exsistance.
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Becasue we all know you want to know how I tick.
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Surprizingly enough the internal workings of the Chim species is extremely simple, totaling out at a total of three parts, the shell, the mass and lastly, the core.
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<b>The Shell</b> The outer most layer of the body, created from altered mass, typically between 0.2 and 5 inches thick depending on the exsact material of the given parts, it mostly consists of the visiable parts of the Chim, such as the skin, hair, eyes and clothes, holds the core and mass, is capable of being altered at will, and with sufficent pratice can allow the chim to take on nearly any form they desire.
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<b>The Mass</b> Directly under the shell, making up the bulk of the Chims body it is a smooth goo with the consistancy of thin wet clay and an adverage tempture of 44C, the exsact colour, smell and taste varies from chim to chim, with mine being black, smelling like rasberries and tasting the same (don't ask me why, these PRIMUS guys wanted me to note it down)
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<b>The Core</b> Sitting roughly where the human heart is, except more to the center is a pear sized, ovaloid gem, referd to as the core, the core is what passivly absorbs energy from the enviroment and converts it into more mass for said chim to use, it also contains the collective memories and experance of current chim and all the chim before them, and while only the chim that own said core can break it, it is still extremely scentitve to the point where a direct impact from a bullet would cause debiliating pain to the chim.
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<b>Death</b> When a Chim dies their body slwoly dissaptes over the course of a couple of hours, after which point the core sets about creating a new chim, which will have access to all of the memories of every pervious chim of that core, despite having a completely diffrent personaility and self idenity (for instance, the last "me" was a guy who was more or less a huge bleedin idiot)
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<b>Phsyicallity</b> The exsact pshyical preformance capabiltites of a Chim are effectivally "set in stone" upon the moment they are created, but they are also greatly varied between each one, as well as each itteration (as I mentioned earlier the pervious "me" was stupid, but he was stronger and faster than the current me)
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While these are going to be listed as powers, most of them are closer to natrual abilities than anything else
 
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<li>Massivly reduced movement speed.</li>
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<li><b>Super Strength:</b> While my ability to lift upto a maxium of 4.2 tons is impressive when compared to a human, when compared to meta-humans it is somewhat below adverage.
<li>Overall reduction to size and mass.</li>
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<li><b>Energy to Matter conversion:</b> A process done by my core which takes in energy from the surrounding envrioment and converts it into mass for my body, not even I know how it really works.
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<li><b>Self Mass state alteration:</b> Allows me to alter my shell into any material or materials that I know the atomic structure of, I use it to create natrual carbon steel armour.
<li>Loss of mass chosen, resuling in bodly breakdown into raw energy mass.</li>
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<li><b>Energy Manipulation:</b> I can control, alter and absorb any energy that I come into pshyical contact with, provided it is not magical in nature or has a higher EM frequiency than x-rays.
<li>Solid Freezing of the raw energy mass.</li>
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<li><b>Immortaillity:</b> While I do techinally age due to energy disapation over time, my core draws in enough energy to keep me exsisting indefintly, effectivally rendering me immortal.
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Hand forged no less than five separate times, by yours truly, it is made from pure silver engraved with Arkainum runes and infused with my older brother's core, granting it power and allowing it to control any molten material on the atomic level. I mainly utilize this item when it comes to creating anything at the forge...it is also the only tool capable of successfully creating the alloy known as dekonitie.
 
Hand forged no less than five separate times, by yours truly, it is made from pure silver engraved with Arkainum runes and infused with my older brother's core, granting it power and allowing it to control any molten material on the atomic level. I mainly utilize this item when it comes to creating anything at the forge...it is also the only tool capable of successfully creating the alloy known as dekonitie.
 
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These twin hammers are my weapon of choice for when it comes to stabbing, crushing and other bodily damage. Coming in at six feet in length and two tons each, these twin monster weapons are, surprisingly completely hollow with a majority of their weight from the fact that they are made from dekonitie.
 
These twin hammers are my weapon of choice for when it comes to stabbing, crushing and other bodily damage. Coming in at six feet in length and two tons each, these twin monster weapons are, surprisingly completely hollow with a majority of their weight from the fact that they are made from dekonitie.
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<b>Bionics Desgining:</b>Desgining bionics, or cybernetics if you will was my job for like 50 years, hence why I'm rather good at desgining them, raning from simple finger replacements all the way upto a full weaponisied body replacement.
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<b>Bionics Installation:</b>The other part of my job was installing the bionics that I had desgined, resulting in highly speclised training which I have adapted for use on humans, in other words if you have the coin and need a new arm, eye or even body come hit me up, I'll hook you up with the best, most advanced bionics on the plannet.
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<b>Robotics:</b>Effectivally like bionics, but instead of installing the resulting creations into a living being, I can instead attach them to a machine, otherwise known as robotics, and yes this extends to repairing and even replacing damaged parts or just desgining a robot...just don't come to me with a software issue, I can't program at all.
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Revision as of 21:05, 19 September 2015

I'm reworking large chunks of the page and the information within, so if you see some items missing don't fret too hard, it just means that stuff and things are being reworked to be slightly better to read...trust me, they were really damn bad before....also for the most part this page is WIP


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Arona
Player: @Notyuu
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When you gain power, remember why you wanted it
Biographical Data
Real Name: Refuses to tell
Known Aliases: Arona
Gender: Female
Species: Chim
Ethnicity: Variable

Usually Caucasian/Asian

Place of Birth: Bio-techinal energy dynamics facility XB-7, research wing
Base of Operations: Millennium City
Relatives: Golthar; Eldest Brother
[MIA]

Tulrk; Older Brother
[Insufficient Data]

Kosth; Older Brother
[Corrupted, Serves Nodens]

Kinlmh; Older Brother
[Deceased, Core Detained]

Quipets; Younger Brother
[Actaive in Mellinum City]

Lithilath; Younger Sister
[Insufficient Data]

Haplatm; Younger Brother
[Infected]

Telitig; Younger Brother
[Infected]

Dailtnus; Younger Brother
[Corrupted, Serves Nodens]

mitikeia; Youngest Brother
[Deceased, Core detained]

Characteristics
Age: Lost Track
Height: Variable

usually 9.5

Weight: 400KG/881LBS
Eyes: Black/Blue
Hair: Azure
Complexion: Varable

Usually standard for current ethnicity, slightly oily

Physical Build: Slighty Muscular
Physical Features: Permanently azure lips across all forms
Status
Fame:
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Global

Alignment:
LG LN LE
NG TN NE
CG CN CE
Identity: Public
Years Active: unknown-Present
Citizenship: None
Occupation: Nomadic Trader
Education: None of this world
Marital Status: Single
Known Powers and Abilities
Super Strength
Energy Absorption
Energy Conversion
Energy Matter Conversion
Shape Shifting
Resurrection
Self Resurrection
Immortality.
Equipment and Paraphernalia
Twin Dekonite Hammers.
Slider gravbike.
Pulsma Repeater Rifle.
King's Forge Gauntlet.
Physical Attributes
 
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Non-Physical Attributes
 
   Energy
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   Psionics
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History

So I've been tasked with writhing down my entire bloody history, but I'm too lazy, so I'm just going to give you the key points.

Created in a lab along with the other 10 members of my species in an attempt to create a god made flesh to rule over the empire, and obviously they messed up as I'm about as godlike as the adverage joe.

After they figured out that I wasn't what they were after I was thrown though a bunch of tests inorder to figure out where I would fit into the socicity, turns out I had an affainty for bionics so I was given a job and training as a bionics engineer.

I was in the job for about 46 years I think...eaither way I ended up as the lead bionics desginer of the branch, life was sweet, well as sweet as working the equivlant of a 9-5 decient paying job can be, and then I got arrested, tried and thrown in jail due to my co-worker imbessling funds and pinning it on me.

Woo sitting about in jail, was there for a few years, nothing overly fancy or...plesant and then outta the bleedin blue the guards ran off without so much as a second word, and then about 2 hours later these...well the best way to describe them would be as a cross between zombies and mutants spefically tailored for killing, ended up bursting in, killing the anybody they could reach, eventually the power went out, deacviating the barrier on my cell leaving me free to leave once I had faught my way past the creatures.

Caught up with the chickensh*t guards, ended up knocking more than a few teeth out of them for leaving us to die, before heading with them, turns out that a seient, self mutative virus had infected 40% of the population, turning them into mutated creates slaved to the will of the virus, and due to the self selective mutative propties of the virus it is capable of making the infected being immune to forms of damage, making dealing with them rather diffcult.

Ended up drafted into fighting agsaint the infected in exchange for my "crime" being forgiven, it was a long and bloody war, but ulimatally we were losing, the troops we sent agsaint the infected were inturn themselves infected and when we sent robots agsaint them, they were eaither captured and reprogrammed to fight agsaint us or violently destroyed, with no options, manpower or time left the delfactor leader went and summoned this cosmic being called nodens, and in exchange for the souls of every single one of the uninfected they granted us the knowdalge and power nessery to cure the infected.

Armed with that knowldage and power we set about capturing and curing as many of the infected as we could, trying to not pay mind to the fact that we had effectivally made ourselves into demons, and for while things were going smoothly, steadly reclaiming the empire and its people, city by city, planet by planet, system by system, helping the cured recover and re-intergrate as block by block we set about rebuilding socitity.

After a couple of months we had managed to retake little over half of the ground we lost, managed to get a majority of things set back up, at which point, like a switch being flipped inside our heads, nodens unleashed a all consuming hunger for souls onto the surrivors, and it dragged us down into almost completely instinctual demons caring only for consuming souls, every soul we consumed was inturn taken by nodens, allowing them to grow in power and infliuance as every victium was turned into another soulstarved demon.

Once again I was prisoner, but this time instead of a cell holding me, it was my own body as it acted out on the all consuming need to consume souls, it wasn't the most...plesant time in my past, going around from system to system consuming as many souls as I could get my hands on, eventually this got the attention of the divines who tore open portals all over the empire that poured fourth celestial beings with the mission of stopping the corrupted and infected, my older brother Kinlmh and I were on the edge of what was left of the empire with a couple of million infected ripping them apart for their souls when the celestials arrivied.

They attacked in their tens of thousands, tearing the infected apart before finding and attacking my brother and I, we managed to fight them back, I managed to kill and consume more than a few of the celestial souls, which eventually managed to stifle my hunger for souls, breaking nodens control over me... he didn't take it to well, he pushed my brother to kill me and we ended up fighting for about 3 days, eventually I killed him by ripping out his core with the help of a thermic lance.

Holding my brothers core in my hand the celestials and infected still out for my head I ran, ended up finding a docked long range cargo ship, half converted into carry surrivors, the other half was still loaded up with cargo, managed to get into the ship and after a breif search of ship, turning up little more than some skeletal remains of the former passangers I fired up the reactor, charged the engines, undocked and set a course for, and I quote "away from here" and with a blink I was flying across space at 1.3 times the speed of light.

During the flight I managed to figre out how to configure the autopilot to avoid colliding with anything, leaving me free to explore the ship, dug into the unconvered, still full cargo hold, turns out it was mostly packed with indestrual supplies and tools, one of them was a forge which I unpacked and put together to use for generial tinkering and expermenting during the trip, also found the living quaters of the passanger hold had more than a few supplies for magic users, while I was never any good with the whole magic thing myself, I still read up on what I could, ended up learing how to forge runes into things, granting them power, using this knowldage I set about making a gaulent armed with control runes and powered by my brothers core.

A couple of years after making the king's forge gaulent I had managed to create what I assumed at the time was a incredibaly heavy, useless alloy called dekonittie, which I was in the process of testing when the power went out, upon invesgiating turns out that the reactor had run out of fuel, after thinking for a moment I ran to the cockpit, only to find, that of course the controls were dead... and then I crashed into the earth, the massive deceleration from hitting the atsmosphere destroyed most of the ship, the only things to surrive intact was the gaulent, the dekonittie bar and a couple of gravity generational units, I didn't get though unscathed, had to spend a good couple of days repairing my body, and that is when I found out that I was incapable of staying dead.

The earth when I crashed onto it was a cold inhosptible place, so I was forced to stick around the wreckage to avoid freezing to death, during which time I managed to salvage a box a full of holocubes, mostly containing partly corrupted blueprints, the grvity drives and the dekonittie bar, as I relised that it, like tha gaulent didn't have as much of a scratch on it, while the gaulet was understandable due to having my brothers core in it, but the dekonittie bar, I ended up figuring out that the alloy was unbreakable, which was a plesant surprize.

A couple of days later some early humans arrivied at the crash site to invesgiate it, I managed to stay out of sight observing them to the point where I was able to make a somewhat basic, but passable human form for myself and I managed to sucesuffly intergrate into their little tribe, helping out here and there, mostly with the hunting and gathering, improving my form as I went, although I was a lot shorter back then so I blended in quite a bit better.

From that point onwards I just went about here and there with life, settling in where I could for a few years here and there before moving on to the next place once the locals got suspicious of my apperance not aging a day, combined with the fact that I was slowly but steadly growing bigger from collective energy-mass building up in my body, heck in the year..umm...1207 I think, I was in china employed as a master swordsmith, made a fair bit of money, which I was able get my hands on some silver, which I used to reforge the gaulent to fit my larger human hands, with the five fingers, instead of the three back home.

Spain, July 14th, 1874, was the point where I had amassed so much energymass that I couldn't maintain a human-like size, so I ended up becomming nine and a half foot tall, needless to say that didn't go down to well with the locals intinally, but after a short while they accepted me, guess the smithing skill was worth more to them than the fear of a giant blue haired person.

When Dr.Destroyer managed to assult most of the world, leveling much of detroit, I unfortunally was unable to take part in the whole defending the wolrd thing due to being at the bottom of the red sea at the time, mining materials for work, by the time I got back onto dry land, it was over and all that I could do was lend assasstiance with the clean-up efforts, and when mellenium city was under construction, I used most of the money I had saved up over the years to buy a plot of land and build the elcptial apartment building, choosing to take the penthouse for myself, fitting it to be part workspace, part living quaters.

Middle of october, the yearly bloodmoon is high in the sky and zombies are running rampant, Working with the heros I was doing my best to get to one of the crypts to staunch the flow for a couple of hours, but there are too many and I can't get though them all, and then none other than Quipets, my younger brother shows up outta nowhere and helps me cut though the hoard and seal the crypt, at which point we sat down talking for a while, turns out that he manged to avoid the conflict back home due to being banished to the null (basically dimesion of un-exsistance) for trying to a "edomic king" whatever that is, but he got out by breaking part of his core to open a portal to the location of his kin, being the last one left it dumped him on earth.

That's more or less the history of my rather dull exsistance.

Biology

Becasue we all know you want to know how I tick.
Surprizingly enough the internal workings of the Chim species is extremely simple, totaling out at a total of three parts, the shell, the mass and lastly, the core.

The Shell The outer most layer of the body, created from altered mass, typically between 0.2 and 5 inches thick depending on the exsact material of the given parts, it mostly consists of the visiable parts of the Chim, such as the skin, hair, eyes and clothes, holds the core and mass, is capable of being altered at will, and with sufficent pratice can allow the chim to take on nearly any form they desire.

The Mass Directly under the shell, making up the bulk of the Chims body it is a smooth goo with the consistancy of thin wet clay and an adverage tempture of 44C, the exsact colour, smell and taste varies from chim to chim, with mine being black, smelling like rasberries and tasting the same (don't ask me why, these PRIMUS guys wanted me to note it down)

The Core Sitting roughly where the human heart is, except more to the center is a pear sized, ovaloid gem, referd to as the core, the core is what passivly absorbs energy from the enviroment and converts it into more mass for said chim to use, it also contains the collective memories and experance of current chim and all the chim before them, and while only the chim that own said core can break it, it is still extremely scentitve to the point where a direct impact from a bullet would cause debiliating pain to the chim.

Death When a Chim dies their body slwoly dissaptes over the course of a couple of hours, after which point the core sets about creating a new chim, which will have access to all of the memories of every pervious chim of that core, despite having a completely diffrent personaility and self idenity (for instance, the last "me" was a guy who was more or less a huge bleedin idiot)

Phsyicallity The exsact pshyical preformance capabiltites of a Chim are effectivally "set in stone" upon the moment they are created, but they are also greatly varied between each one, as well as each itteration (as I mentioned earlier the pervious "me" was stupid, but he was stronger and faster than the current me)

Powers

While these are going to be listed as powers, most of them are closer to natrual abilities than anything else

  • Super Strength: While my ability to lift upto a maxium of 4.2 tons is impressive when compared to a human, when compared to meta-humans it is somewhat below adverage.
  • Energy to Matter conversion: A process done by my core which takes in energy from the surrounding envrioment and converts it into mass for my body, not even I know how it really works.
  • Self Mass state alteration: Allows me to alter my shell into any material or materials that I know the atomic structure of, I use it to create natrual carbon steel armour.
  • Energy Manipulation: I can control, alter and absorb any energy that I come into pshyical contact with, provided it is not magical in nature or has a higher EM frequiency than x-rays.
  • Immortaillity: While I do techinally age due to energy disapation over time, my core draws in enough energy to keep me exsisting indefintly, effectivally rendering me immortal.
  • Resurrection: A side-effect of consuming all those celestial souls way back is that I can become a celestial, and in said form I am capable of resurrecting the resiently deceased at the expence of a buttload of energy, can only use 2 times a day before self harm incurs from expendture.
  • Self Resurrection: While the control of Nodens on me is broken, I am still connected to them, and when I die instead of letting my body dissapate and a new chim being made it is instead repaired over the course of 3 minuets to 20 hours and then my essance is forcebly stuffed back into it, rendering me both alive and in crippling pain.

Resistances

Below I've listed the things that I am for one reason or another resistant to taking damage from, meaning that while they can still take me down, it's going to take a lot more than normal.

  • Fire:A side effect of turning my shell into high-carbon steel is that its tempture increases massivly due to a combonation of rapid compression and constant alteration of the material, granting me resistance to heat.
  • Energy Weapons:Energy weapons are more or less constrated heat, and as mentioned above I have a rather high resistance to heat, rending most energy weapons less than effective agsaint me.
  • Blut Force Truma:My self created armour combined with kenetic energy being rather easy to absorb results in blut impact not have much in the way of an effect agsiant me.
  • Biological Agents:This one is more common sence than anything else, due to lacking in nessery biological componets and functions I am more or less immune to bio-chemical weapons or poisons.
  • Devine Magic:Other than the whole "rasing the dead" thing, another side-effect of the consuming celestial souls is that I've gain a resistance to devine magics.

Weaknesses

While it is not nessery to use/explot any of these to actually kill me, doing so will signafintly increase the chances of victory for you.

  • Dark Magic:The flipside of my Devine magic resistance is a great big crippling weakness to magic of the dark/demonic/ebon/ vareity, often manaing to cripple my defensive capabltites.
  • Boron:A soft semi-rare element often used in nuclear control rods, it causes me to lose control over the area of my body that is struck by it, basically making it melt and forcing me to remove the affeced mass before I can start healing said wound.
  • The Cold:Causes a combonation of movement slowing and defensive reduction, resulting in me taking more damage if we are fighting somewhere cold, also slows my healing, by like...a lot.
  • The Core:If you hit the core with a decient impact I'll be debilitated by the pain to the point that I can't hold a form, rip my core out and...i'll drop dead, just like that.
  • Lack of Training:While I have plent of combat experance, I outrightly lack any melee combat training, often relying on my brute strength and durability to out-do opponets in melee, match them however and I won't be that hard to beat.
  • Lazy:I am lazy to the point where it can (and has) gotten me killed in battle, due to more often than not, taking the most direct approach in battle to defeat my opponets.
  • Speed:Sure I can run at about 45MPH, but my reaction speed is a little on the slow side to the point where I struggle to dodge even the simplest attack.


Gear

For the most part I don't carry any equipment, instead my clothes and the like are created by me, using my shape-shifting capabilities, but listed below I am going to list the few piece of Equipment that I have on me at...nearly all times.

The King's Forge Gauntlet


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Hand forged no less than five separate times, by yours truly, it is made from pure silver engraved with Arkainum runes and infused with my older brother's core, granting it power and allowing it to control any molten material on the atomic level. I mainly utilize this item when it comes to creating anything at the forge...it is also the only tool capable of successfully creating the alloy known as dekonitie.

Pulsma Repeater Rifle


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Little more than a Mass Produced P.R.R. it's the same old rifle that I was given way back when i fist joined the fight against the infected, making it slightly older than I am, which is the main reason i's rusted, racked and generally nowhere near as powerful as it once was, but it's still accurate...and unlike it's Plasma counterparts, don't explode when they get slightly damaged.





Twin Dekonittie Hammers


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These twin hammers are my weapon of choice for when it comes to stabbing, crushing and other bodily damage. Coming in at six feet in length and two tons each, these twin monster weapons are, surprisingly completely hollow with a majority of their weight from the fact that they are made from dekonitie.









Skills

The skills that I have, listed in no pictular order, outside of what is put on this list I've got vurtally no skills.

Bionics Desgining:Desgining bionics, or cybernetics if you will was my job for like 50 years, hence why I'm rather good at desgining them, raning from simple finger replacements all the way upto a full weaponisied body replacement.

Bionics Installation:The other part of my job was installing the bionics that I had desgined, resulting in highly speclised training which I have adapted for use on humans, in other words if you have the coin and need a new arm, eye or even body come hit me up, I'll hook you up with the best, most advanced bionics on the plannet.

Robotics:Effectivally like bionics, but instead of installing the resulting creations into a living being, I can instead attach them to a machine, otherwise known as robotics, and yes this extends to repairing and even replacing damaged parts or just desgining a robot...just don't come to me with a software issue, I can't program at all.

Smithing:A self taught skill that I have praticed over the years, mainly used for the creation of componets for my use in items of my desgin, however I am more than capable of creating a mean sword if asked to, I'm also the only one capable of forging dekonittie without blowing up the surrounding 50 miles.

Power Armour:Again, stemming from my bionics training, with a little alteration I can create a type of cybernetics that you wear over your body...otherwise known as powerarmour, just about everything from desgining to creating and evne upgrading exsisting suits is under this skill, and while the end results are advanced and functional, they are not as perfect as what you would get from a speclisied powerarmour engineer.

Weapon Desgining:Pratice and study of the recovered blueprints from the crash has allowed me to glean enough insight into the desgin process of weaponsystem to be able to make my own desgins and even manifacture them, surprizingly this the most used skill I have due to getting a lot of contract work to desgin new "toys" for the goverment or a PMC, while the end results are not that elegant they are effective and due to being based off the tech back home, tend to be rather advanced.

Weapon Manifacture:I'm capable of creating nearly any weapon of mine or somebody elses desgin, provided I have access to the well...desgin, onyl issue is, the process is somewhat slow on larger items due to having limited space to work with and being a one person team.

Reverse Engineering:Give me access to an item, a toolkit and a week and I can figure out enough about how it works to roughly repair/upgrade/reproduce said item with about 97% accruacy.