| Appearance: |
He has brown hair and eyes, a thick goatee, usually wears a white tee-shirt and blue jeans under a black knee length leather trench coat. He's german and has a strong accent(although he speaks English better than German). Rarely does he carry anything but his bag, which is shaped almost like a trash bag, but is brown and made of cloth. |
| Weapons: |
His main weapon is his bag. From it, comes weapons, armor, and other things needed at the time. He's already pulled out things such as razor-studded frizbees, fireworks and diving gear. how the bag works is a mystery. ya never know what he'll pull out next.... |
| Armor: |
No armor in particular... whatever he needs, he gets out of his bag. |
| Powers: |
Psychic/Telepathic powers, can control energy at times. |
| History: |
Well, to begin with, I was born in Frankfort, Germany. I was born to Anna Friedrich in June of the year 1972. I had never known my father. There are few facts I remember hearing of him from my mother: He lived in RhyDin and was a very special being. When I was about 6 years old, the German Government heard of my "abilites" from the local tabloids and decided to investigate. They had taken me and my mother to a military base to do tests. Some of them were quite painful and embarassing...
Anyway, my mother hated what they were putting me through and was able to get a friend to get me to America by plane. As we broke from the base and dashed for the plane, we were spotted. I was helped on board and as I turned to help my mother on, a bullet ripped through her head and she fell to the ground.... That was the last I saw her...
The plane made it to America and I was sent to live with my uncle in Ohio. For years, it was just me, my Uncle, and our dog Gippetto in a quiet little neighborhood. Just to prevent any publicity, he supressed my powers, but I didn't care. I just wanted a normal family.
After my 13th birthday, both my uncle and dog contracted TB and shortly thereafter died. I think they were bitten by a rat, but an autopsy was never conducted. So, I was alone. I had no family left. Fortunately, my uncle was very frugal and had money stashed all around the house. I decided to start fresh and buy a ticket to RhyDin to look for my father. It took every cent I had (and a little persuasion) to afford the ticket, but I finally made it.
Unfortunately, it seems that nobody in RhyDin wanted to hire an immigrant with no qualifications, so I was forced to live on the streets. Not that living on the streets is a bad thing... It keeps my mind set on my goal: to find my father.
Recently, the few friends I did have stabbed me in the back... My closest friend, Raven, accused me of being a traitor. He and a few others I thought I knew well jumped me and threw me in a cell. Every few days he tried to feed me, but I went on a hunger strike (nice timing, eh?). But in my weakened state, I had some unexpected rescuers and I was released. After a few days of thinking and building my energy back up, I started seeing the world differntly... I noticed so many things wrong with this world that need to be "fixed", so I went to the only being I know that has such great power: Lord Parnicus. I went through the initiation and now I am an immortal with new and stronger powers. As this Dark Blood cources through my body, my hate only grows stronger for the world..... |
| Battle Injuries: |
-Some small scars from being mugged when he was younger.
-Had his heart ripped out and just barely made it to RhyDin Hospital in time.(thanks to Raven)
-Stabbed with swords, knives, ect. (Raven and Parnicus) |
| Pets: |
none currently |
| Guilds: |
FCoR, OCS, OSS |
| Favorite Hangouts: |
nowhere really |
| Allies: |
PJ, Mara, Raven Adalwolf, Mick, Trinity... and a few others |
| Rivals: |
Really, noone right now is completely against me. |
| Best Battle: |
Gustav vs. Parnicus (winner controlled the slave Raven). After 10 long rounds, I won, but Parn drained Raven's blood (he was a DarkBlood then), so to save Raven I had to go back in time and stop myself from issueing the challenge. It worked, but Parn still owned Raven... |
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