Post by Lord Nix on Jan 21, 2019 8:23:50 GMT
Character Name:
Nix
Gender:
Male
Race:
Changeling
Racial Traits:
Natural Strength:
The Changeling race is naturally very powerful. It takes them less effort to become stronger than most. 10% bonus on power level rewards.
Adapted to Survival:
They're also very tough to kill, they've got an additional 15% health as well.
They've been seen surviving being cut completely in half and can even survive the destruction of a planet.
They can even survive without the use of special techniques in low-oxygen environments, such as the vacuum of space.
Familiarity with Weight:
Changelings have a natural bio armor, due to this natural weight on them the effects of weights on their combat effectiveness is reduced by 5%. [Power Level Reductions from Weighted Gear are reduced by 5%]
Date of Birth
946
Age:
54
Fighting Style:
Distanced Fighter
Appearance:
[First Form]
In Nix’s first form he is fairly small in height, merely four-and-a-half-feet (137 cm) tall. His head has a small point to it, the pointed part being his dome. His skin color is a light-creamy-orange, his bio-armor is light gray in appearance, and his bio-gems are a radiant cocoa-brown. He wears battle-armor as well, the plates being an almost lemon color, his legs are covered by black battle-pants. His tail is serpentine while the end is capped with pointed almost onyx-like bio-armor. His feet are bare, they have three large toes with onyx nails at the end of them. His bio-armor comes down to form a chinstrap almost as if he was wearing a helmet and his “ears” are small triangular ports. His eyes are a simmering ruby color; he has thick black lines cutting down from his eyes to his jaw. Overall, Nix in his first form is a very fit, small, and frightening individual.
[Second Form]
In Nix’s second form he is very tall and lithe, measuring up to six-and-a-half-feet (198 cm) tall. His head now has small pointed horns jutting out from either side, while the bio-gem has receded a bit to give way to a bio-armored brow. His skin color has darkened to a deep and vibrant orange, while his bio-armor and gems have stayed the same colors. his bio-armor has grown out to almost resemble the battle armor he wore in his previous form, while he still retains his pants. His tail has grown bony plates that began halfway down his tail and continue to segment. His feet have grown, they have three large toes with onyx nails at the end of them. His bio-armor still comes down to form a chinstrap and his “ears” have become more rectangular. His eyes are a simmering ruby color; he has thick black lines cutting down from his eyes to his jaw, and inside those lines his flesh has become an almost lemon color. Overall, Nix in his second form is very imposing, much more so than his first. Though he has more yet to come.
Nix
Gender:
Male
Race:
Changeling
Racial Traits:
Natural Strength:
The Changeling race is naturally very powerful. It takes them less effort to become stronger than most. 10% bonus on power level rewards.
Adapted to Survival:
They're also very tough to kill, they've got an additional 15% health as well.
They've been seen surviving being cut completely in half and can even survive the destruction of a planet.
They can even survive without the use of special techniques in low-oxygen environments, such as the vacuum of space.
Familiarity with Weight:
Changelings have a natural bio armor, due to this natural weight on them the effects of weights on their combat effectiveness is reduced by 5%. [Power Level Reductions from Weighted Gear are reduced by 5%]
Date of Birth
946
Age:
54
Fighting Style:
Distanced Fighter
Appearance:
[First Form]
In Nix’s first form he is fairly small in height, merely four-and-a-half-feet (137 cm) tall. His head has a small point to it, the pointed part being his dome. His skin color is a light-creamy-orange, his bio-armor is light gray in appearance, and his bio-gems are a radiant cocoa-brown. He wears battle-armor as well, the plates being an almost lemon color, his legs are covered by black battle-pants. His tail is serpentine while the end is capped with pointed almost onyx-like bio-armor. His feet are bare, they have three large toes with onyx nails at the end of them. His bio-armor comes down to form a chinstrap almost as if he was wearing a helmet and his “ears” are small triangular ports. His eyes are a simmering ruby color; he has thick black lines cutting down from his eyes to his jaw. Overall, Nix in his first form is a very fit, small, and frightening individual.
[Second Form]
In Nix’s second form he is very tall and lithe, measuring up to six-and-a-half-feet (198 cm) tall. His head now has small pointed horns jutting out from either side, while the bio-gem has receded a bit to give way to a bio-armored brow. His skin color has darkened to a deep and vibrant orange, while his bio-armor and gems have stayed the same colors. his bio-armor has grown out to almost resemble the battle armor he wore in his previous form, while he still retains his pants. His tail has grown bony plates that began halfway down his tail and continue to segment. His feet have grown, they have three large toes with onyx nails at the end of them. His bio-armor still comes down to form a chinstrap and his “ears” have become more rectangular. His eyes are a simmering ruby color; he has thick black lines cutting down from his eyes to his jaw, and inside those lines his flesh has become an almost lemon color. Overall, Nix in his second form is very imposing, much more so than his first. Though he has more yet to come.
History:
Nix’s upbringing was average as far as Changelings go, nothing special or unique would Nix think of to tell curious historians. He did not know much of his lineage; he wasn’t spectacularly powerful or viewed as an omen of pure leadership. No, it was rather average as he grew and trained, as he climbed… Nix chose combat, he chose to fight and kill in the PTO. As a Changeling, he was granted a higher rank right off the bat and allowed a reasonable amount of leeway when it came to his behaviors.
Nix fought well, though this was to be expected, so it wasn’t anything extraordinary to build a name around. He did as he was told, killed when he was told, and waited when he was told. The soldier’s life did not sit well with the Changeling however, and his sergeants began dying whilst taking planets. It was suspected that Nix was responsible in some way but that was seen as a good thing rather than bad, it meant that he was willing and cold enough to hold the values that the PTO held ever so dear. Over the years Nix continued to be promoted until he reached his current rank of captain, one that he has held for some time.
As life went on Nix continued to train and to evolve as an individual, he slowly molded his forms to fit with what he viewed as most effective and appealing. It wasn’t often many had even forced him to evolve past his second form, however there was one who had pushed the changeling to his limits. Before he had reached the rank of captain, back in the days of his youth, he had been sent with a small squad to a far off planetoid for base construction. However, they were ignorant of the fact that the planetoid was already a forward operating base for Vegeta, and contained merely three Saiyans who reported back and stocked ships for the empire going to and from. The Saiyans killed most of the squad while two of the three fell to their wounds as well, leaving Nix, who was somewhat weary himself, to face off against the last Saiyan. The fight was long and pushed the Changeling to use every ounce of power he had to survive against the onslaught. The Saiyan, while heavily wounded, blinded in one eye, and exhausted, would not give up. Nix, parts of his tail missing, arm broken, eye pounded into near uselessness, incredulously gave his all.
The Saiyan fell, but he lived on within Nix’s psyche, he taught the young soldier a very valuable lesson. Do not underestimate Saiyans, do not think that they will lie down and die, and do not underrate their pure voracity; they will refuse death to merely spite their enemies. Since then Nix held a cautious demeanor when it came to Saiyans, not to mention the fact that they destroyed the previous royal family and nearly obliterated the PTO. Nix has had very few Saiyans under his leadership, the most had likely been when a whole squad had been transferred due to his company’s diminishing numbers. They outperformed nearly ninety-percent of the other squads, and the ones they didn’t had twice their number so it was negligible. They impressed, they did extremely well and for a time Nix’s company exceeded most others within the PTO. However, nothing lasts forever, and during a mission most of the squad was killed. The majority of the remainder was transferred once more with Nix permitted to keep a couple still.
Nix was by no means the cruelest individual within the PTO, but that did not mean that those within his company or knew of it viewed him as anything but. His company was known for having lower numbers than it should have, this was due to the fact that Nix incorporated an extremely harsh vetting process for recruits. He would allow for mistakes though punishments were doled out, only the most infuriating of cases would be done by Nix himself while the majority were dealt with by underlings. While training recruits Nix would usually pick one in particular to be the platoon’s scapegoat, when anyone messed up they would pay the price. They were trained harder, treated worse, and sometimes even forced to starve. This, while its success was low, would lead to particularly strong-willed and efficient soldiers; that, or they died. These targets in particular usually led squads of their own before inevitably becoming effective and ruthless sergeants.
Nix kept a small number of trusted higher-ups within his cabal; they were treated well and were more intelligent than to just know cold cruelty. They were the ones who led trainings, missions, and other important services. They all lived rather well and all held their own unique pursuits, some were crueler than others, and some barely felt any enjoyment in being malicious. Nix’s main lieutenant did most of the personal parts of his duties, he gathered information, remembered names and faces, and knew of each task that needed to be done. The man was almost more akin to an attendant the way he could almost always be found next to the Captain, it was a role he did not seem to mind and many hated the man more than Nix himself. The lieutenant was Nix’s eyes and ears, everything he hears and sees, Nix hears and sees.
Nix as he had for years would continue to build up successful killing machines. This was merely a step in his conquest; he would climb and slowly inch his way into true leadership. He did not hate his current lot, but in his core he knew that something more was promised to him. For now this would continue, for now.
Nix fought well, though this was to be expected, so it wasn’t anything extraordinary to build a name around. He did as he was told, killed when he was told, and waited when he was told. The soldier’s life did not sit well with the Changeling however, and his sergeants began dying whilst taking planets. It was suspected that Nix was responsible in some way but that was seen as a good thing rather than bad, it meant that he was willing and cold enough to hold the values that the PTO held ever so dear. Over the years Nix continued to be promoted until he reached his current rank of captain, one that he has held for some time.
As life went on Nix continued to train and to evolve as an individual, he slowly molded his forms to fit with what he viewed as most effective and appealing. It wasn’t often many had even forced him to evolve past his second form, however there was one who had pushed the changeling to his limits. Before he had reached the rank of captain, back in the days of his youth, he had been sent with a small squad to a far off planetoid for base construction. However, they were ignorant of the fact that the planetoid was already a forward operating base for Vegeta, and contained merely three Saiyans who reported back and stocked ships for the empire going to and from. The Saiyans killed most of the squad while two of the three fell to their wounds as well, leaving Nix, who was somewhat weary himself, to face off against the last Saiyan. The fight was long and pushed the Changeling to use every ounce of power he had to survive against the onslaught. The Saiyan, while heavily wounded, blinded in one eye, and exhausted, would not give up. Nix, parts of his tail missing, arm broken, eye pounded into near uselessness, incredulously gave his all.
The Saiyan fell, but he lived on within Nix’s psyche, he taught the young soldier a very valuable lesson. Do not underestimate Saiyans, do not think that they will lie down and die, and do not underrate their pure voracity; they will refuse death to merely spite their enemies. Since then Nix held a cautious demeanor when it came to Saiyans, not to mention the fact that they destroyed the previous royal family and nearly obliterated the PTO. Nix has had very few Saiyans under his leadership, the most had likely been when a whole squad had been transferred due to his company’s diminishing numbers. They outperformed nearly ninety-percent of the other squads, and the ones they didn’t had twice their number so it was negligible. They impressed, they did extremely well and for a time Nix’s company exceeded most others within the PTO. However, nothing lasts forever, and during a mission most of the squad was killed. The majority of the remainder was transferred once more with Nix permitted to keep a couple still.
Nix was by no means the cruelest individual within the PTO, but that did not mean that those within his company or knew of it viewed him as anything but. His company was known for having lower numbers than it should have, this was due to the fact that Nix incorporated an extremely harsh vetting process for recruits. He would allow for mistakes though punishments were doled out, only the most infuriating of cases would be done by Nix himself while the majority were dealt with by underlings. While training recruits Nix would usually pick one in particular to be the platoon’s scapegoat, when anyone messed up they would pay the price. They were trained harder, treated worse, and sometimes even forced to starve. This, while its success was low, would lead to particularly strong-willed and efficient soldiers; that, or they died. These targets in particular usually led squads of their own before inevitably becoming effective and ruthless sergeants.
Nix kept a small number of trusted higher-ups within his cabal; they were treated well and were more intelligent than to just know cold cruelty. They were the ones who led trainings, missions, and other important services. They all lived rather well and all held their own unique pursuits, some were crueler than others, and some barely felt any enjoyment in being malicious. Nix’s main lieutenant did most of the personal parts of his duties, he gathered information, remembered names and faces, and knew of each task that needed to be done. The man was almost more akin to an attendant the way he could almost always be found next to the Captain, it was a role he did not seem to mind and many hated the man more than Nix himself. The lieutenant was Nix’s eyes and ears, everything he hears and sees, Nix hears and sees.
Nix as he had for years would continue to build up successful killing machines. This was merely a step in his conquest; he would climb and slowly inch his way into true leadership. He did not hate his current lot, but in his core he knew that something more was promised to him. For now this would continue, for now.
Personality:
Nix is a fairly cold individual as is most of his race, However Nix unlike his brethren chooses to be less vocal at most times. The Changeling is a dour individual and almost always looks displeased more than anything. Nix takes his role as Captain in the PTO very seriously as it’s really the only thing he cares about, he knows nothing but battle and leadership. While a large number of Changelings wallow in luxury and are served hand and foot by slaves it’s something that Nix has never allowed himself to fall into. This isn’t to say that he doesn’t enjoy the finer things in life, rather he wishes to climb to the top of the PTO then and only then will he allow himself to bask.
Life has no value to Nix as he views most people as nothing more than disposable fodder to be tossed aside. However, if someone proves themselves to be of worth such as an extremely talented warrior or intelligent tactician then he will find himself putting more worth into their survival. The Captain doesn’t find trust easily, nor would he wish to for that matter, trust is a concept that has very shaky uses in the PTO. The higher-ranked men in Nix’s company do have a modicum of his trust however, especially his lieutenant who has proved himself on several occasions. Unless viewed as absolutely necessary Nix abstains from speaking and training the men, rather he lets his lieutenant and sergeants deal with the peons while he merely observes. The Changeling, despite his diminutive size, is a rather frightening figure as he watches over the workings of his company, silent, judging, and filled with apathy.
Inside Nix is something though, something that cannot be explained away. There is a burning, a desire that wishes to be met a desire to rule. Yes, rule. Rule as a leader, rule as Emperor. It isn’t to say that Nix is displeased with the current leadership, that would mean that the Changeling actually cared about the ruler. No, Nix didn’t hold an opinion on the current rule, the insatiable lust of power grew stronger with each year and pushed him ever forward towards domination. He knew of the mistakes of the past, with the PTO and the previous ruling family Cold, and he knew that he would make no such mistakes. The Saiyans were not to be underestimated, while Nix wished for them to be a part of the PTO he would not rush in and attempt complete subjection, for that path led to utter destruction. Nix knew of the civil war that had been stagnating on Vegeta but it would be very difficult to find a side willing to ally with him. The Republic were goody goodies and would not be willing to side even if they faced decimation, but the empire still held their hatred towards the Changelings and their many years of slavery.
Yes, Nix’s machinations brewed all day every day as they had for decades. Soon he would find his way, he would find the perfect moment to climb ever so carefully up the intricate ladder of leadership. While climbing, he would plant his designs along the way, once they began to grow, to worm their way through the foundations they would bear fruit, and oh that fruit will be succulent.
Life has no value to Nix as he views most people as nothing more than disposable fodder to be tossed aside. However, if someone proves themselves to be of worth such as an extremely talented warrior or intelligent tactician then he will find himself putting more worth into their survival. The Captain doesn’t find trust easily, nor would he wish to for that matter, trust is a concept that has very shaky uses in the PTO. The higher-ranked men in Nix’s company do have a modicum of his trust however, especially his lieutenant who has proved himself on several occasions. Unless viewed as absolutely necessary Nix abstains from speaking and training the men, rather he lets his lieutenant and sergeants deal with the peons while he merely observes. The Changeling, despite his diminutive size, is a rather frightening figure as he watches over the workings of his company, silent, judging, and filled with apathy.
Inside Nix is something though, something that cannot be explained away. There is a burning, a desire that wishes to be met a desire to rule. Yes, rule. Rule as a leader, rule as Emperor. It isn’t to say that Nix is displeased with the current leadership, that would mean that the Changeling actually cared about the ruler. No, Nix didn’t hold an opinion on the current rule, the insatiable lust of power grew stronger with each year and pushed him ever forward towards domination. He knew of the mistakes of the past, with the PTO and the previous ruling family Cold, and he knew that he would make no such mistakes. The Saiyans were not to be underestimated, while Nix wished for them to be a part of the PTO he would not rush in and attempt complete subjection, for that path led to utter destruction. Nix knew of the civil war that had been stagnating on Vegeta but it would be very difficult to find a side willing to ally with him. The Republic were goody goodies and would not be willing to side even if they faced decimation, but the empire still held their hatred towards the Changelings and their many years of slavery.
Yes, Nix’s machinations brewed all day every day as they had for decades. Soon he would find his way, he would find the perfect moment to climb ever so carefully up the intricate ladder of leadership. While climbing, he would plant his designs along the way, once they began to grow, to worm their way through the foundations they would bear fruit, and oh that fruit will be succulent.
Starting Technique:
[ST-1] Flight
[ST-1] Judgment Orb – Nix charges up a ball of ki almost akin to electricity, when thrown the crackling orb barrels into the enemy, its momentum still going and the ki not dispersing it begins electrocuting the unlucky soul who met with it.
(20% Energy/1 Turn Stun)
[BT-1] Sunspot – Nix charges up a ball of red ki upon his index finger, after enough charge he pitches the ball forward where it exponentially grows in size
(1-50% Damage – Energy)
[AT-1] Razor Tail – Nix’s aura coalesces around his tail whereupon it begins glowing a bright purple, Nix then slashes his tail forward; this creates a large scythe of energy that flies towards the opponent.
(1-50% Damage – Energy)
[CT-1] Death Beam – A classic among Changelings, Nix concentrates his ki at the tip of his index, before finally releasing a precise and deadly beam.
(1-50% Damage – Energy/Causes bleed if not weakened by 50%)
[GUT-1] Away From Here – Nix quickly charges a ball of ki within his hand before blasting it towards his enemies, the ball begins tracking them until it hits or detonates upon itself.
(1-50% Damage – Energy/Can trail for 1 turn)
[RPT-1] Deadly Barrage – Nix rapidly fires as many ki blasts as he can towards his opponent.
(1-50% Damage – Energy)
[PT-1] Tail-whip – Nix quickly smashes his tail into his opponent, this can knock the wind out of you and cause severe damage.
(1-50% Damage – Stamina)
Example Roleplay:
Lights flashed steadily throughout the room, beeping could be heard, the slight sound of clacking keyboards and moans of radar. The room was a command center, -the- command center of Captain Nix’s recruit base. The base itself was sizeable enough, able to train and house a couple thousand troops, though most recruits were sent off soon after completing their training. Nix was allowed to keep those that he wished to add to his forces, after all, he not only went on missions himself but sent others out too.
The Changeling currently sat in front of a holographic command table; he switched the view between multiple planets and their statistics. He was currently tasked with adding another planet to the PTO’s collection, it wasn’t anything new or special, but it was still something to be weighed with some import. The current batch of recruits were almost done with their training, if Nix decided to keep them all he could group them all in a singular squad, once that was done he could add a couple Saiyans in with them, and then send them all off to the planet of his choosing. With the Saiyans aiding the group their success was all but assured, but the planet needed to be useful and make the PTO enough money to be deemed worthwhile.
Nix stroked his chin softly, his blackened nails gleaming against the overhead lighting. “Set preparations for this one, it will do fine,” Nix drawled to the nearby technicians. They quickly agreed and set about with their mindless motions, Nix did not follow their movements, nor did he care to. The planet was some backwater, it was mostly rural and had barely any industry to it; it would do fine. “Sir?” The voice rang out into the cacophonous chattering of the room, Nix leisurely glanced over his shoulder.
The voice originated from his second, Banaan. “Yes, what is it?” Nix asked, his voice was somber with a rough almost feminine melody kneaded in. “The Recruits have finished their basics; I would say that today would be the most efficient time to proceed.” Nix stared for a few moments before nodding, “Very well,” was all Nix uttered before floating out past the Tuffle Lieutenant. The brief exchange was nothing unusual; anyone who knew Nix even slightly knew that the Changeling was not one who cared for speech in the slightest.
Nix’s grimacing visage floated out of the command center and towards the training yard, Banaan at his heel. Soldiers and noncombatants alike hurried to move out of the Captain’s path, they offered salutes and bows; Nix paid them no mind. The base looked the same no matter where it was moved to, the majority of the thing was mobile so it was no issue to quickly take up residence on other planets. Currently the base was set up on Frost, which was where it resided around half the time; it was along some desolate stretch of arctic land. It did not take long for Nix to arrive, the recruits stood at attention while their superiors mulled around the area.
Recruits and superiors immediately saluted as the Changeling floated up, he kept his arms crossed and his legs together as he stared coldly at those before him. “Listen up, the Captain has arrived. Show the proper respect; know that your training is almost at an end!” Banaan called out deafeningly, no one dared to shuffle even the slightest. “Is this all of them?” Nix looked to both Banaan and the sergeants standing alongside him. “Yes, sir. Sixty-eight in all, although four are currently in the med-bay for exhaustion and differing injuries.” Banaan would respond from the top of his head, the Tuffle had a photographic memory so he rarely carried around the info-pads. Nix looked to one of the sergeants, some toad-like creature, he couldn’t recall his name, “You,” The alien clenched tightly and saluted, “Go and fetch the four from the med-bay, they’re necessary.” The man merely responded with an affirmative and rushed off.
It wasn’t long before the sergeant came back with the four, some more wounded than others, though all tired and confused. “You four, sit over there,” Nix pointed with his tail off to the side a bit. The four nervously complied and slumped weakly onto the ground. “Very well, now then,” Nix stared off blankly into the crowd. “You all have been training rigorously for some time now, some have done better than others. Some have tried their absolute hardest, yet…” He accentuated with silence, his tail slowly writhing behind him. “Sometimes our best isn’t good enough, isn’t that right?” He looked to a few in particular, they looked nauseous. “Regardless, you all are very close to graduating, you can taste it can’t you? You’ll be sent out soon in the name of the Planet Trade Organization, you’ll fight, kill, and claim wondrous lands for us,” Nix gave a wry smirk, a very rare thing to see.
“You, you, you,-” Nix began pointing out different recruits until the number of people reached twenty-eight. “All of you take two steps forward,” They would all comply nervously. “Good,” Nix stated loudly, he looked to the other thirty-six. “The rest of you, kill them.” There was silence and confusion, only the recruits themselves were ignorant of the proceedings, everyone else was all too familiar. The changeling’s face was apathetic and serious, this was no joke. The silence did not last long as someone suddenly fell to the ground dead, their skull crushed in with sudden voracity. This was all it took for the events to snowball out of control, some tried to flee, some fought back, but most just died pitifully. Nix watched unflinchingly, he did not smile, he did not laugh, he merely watched the bloodshed before him indifferently.
Barely a minute passed before silence once again fell over the yard, the only sound to be heard was the panting of the recruits. The dead lay crumpled upon the ground, their various deaths as diverse as their shapes and sizes. Nix counted twenty-eight, so they actually managed to kill eight of the prime recruits in self-defense. He slowly scanned the blood-spattered killers before him; however his vision would slowly come to rest on the four wounded recruits that had sat out. The changeling lifted his hand casually and pointed a finger at the group, two very clean and quick purple beams blasted forth from his index. Two of the recruits fell back silently, smoke languidly floating into the breeze from their heads. One of the remainders flinched and seemed equally frightened and disgusted, the other kept direct eye contact; they had a hauntingly dead stare.
Nix let his hand drop and looked to the remaining recruits, thirty. “Congratulations, welcome to the PTO.” He announced dryly before turning in air and beginning to float away. “I’m sure you’ll all enjoy it here.” His hands clasped behind his back, he motioned to Banaan to come with a flick of his head. Nix floated away, with Banaan (as always) at his heel…
