Post by drake on Mar 8, 2011 16:00:13 GMT -5
WEAPON
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Drake Mitibuki
Alias: Dai, Drev
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Weapon Form: V12 Engine
Appearance:
Human Form - Drakes's whole physique resembles that of a Red and Blue sea serpent. He has spiky red hair that spikes backward in a fluid motion. He has shimmery blue highlights that spike forward going against the fluidity that his base red hard creates. He has lightly tanned skin that glistens with a dull sheen. His eyes resemble that of a snake but are a bit wider and curve in more where the eyes move in towards the center. They create a sort of edgy oval shape. His eyes are light bright red with a dusk black outer layer around the pupil.
His upper and lower body is human like besides the abnormally slender frame that it holds. His upper body and lower body are almost identical in width but are smaller and slicker like a snake or serpent.
On his arms he bears a red tattoo that crawls up his wrist to his forearm and finally ending at the shoulder. It curls around his whole arm in a fluid motion that is obviously tribal. He holds a torso tattoo that starts at his abs as two spiralling blue cords. They spiral up his abs going to his outer chest and move on the outer sides of his chest and curve in around his neck as if they're choking him. On his back he bears the tattoo of two glistening blue eyes with a dusk black sheen around the pupil. The eyes are the same shape as his own and take up roughly half his back.
His whole body is slender but finely toned with a depth of muscle that many spend decades trying to attain. His body is small but in no way is it light. He weighs in 190+ at this point and his body is stacked and stacked with muscle depth.
Weapon Form
Personality:
Dreptin is a fiery type. He has an unusual spark that ignites at the slightest factor. Because of this he is always calm and subtle. At the jump Dreptin can be seen as boring or even uninterested, though as said before his whole personality sparks at the slightest factor. Along with this is Drake's stupidity. Ok, well he isn't really as stupid as you think... Well ok, yeah he is. Dreptin can be seen being clumsy, promoting awkward situations, and just wrecking juvenile havoc.
To Women - Dreptin's whole body opens up and his mind wanders at the sight of a girl (The cute ones). With this his charming ego emerges. He puts on a caring and manly mood and acts real gentlemen like. He gets real competitive to other guys.
[Drive - 25%]
To A Challenge - Dreptin puts his best foot forward to solve and conquer. When they're are other competitors it becomes war with release restraint. He goes hard puts on a brave and relentless mood. He refuses to give up and will do anything to complete it.
[Drive - 50%]
To Training - Dreptin never slacks when it comes to physical, emotional, and chakra training. He opens up his mind and focuses on the most important thing. Progress. He listens to his instructor though is sometimes disrespectful and ignorant if he doesn't respect them. He may turn it into a game and throw a few jokes in but he will complete it at any costs.
[Drive - 75%]
To Battle - The Number one spark that pushes Dreptin over the edge and his whole body and mind expands to take in the full concept of battle. His senses heighten and he takes on a serious and determined mood where losing is not an option. Even when his body tells him no and stop, his mind says yes and keep going. This Factor tops them all
[Drive - 100%]
To The X-Factor - The Factor that hasn't been discovered yet. When it's found his body, mind, and soul becomes one and his true potential awakens. He stops at nothing in this mode, while his body pushes itself to its limits while his mind regulates his focus and his soul fuels his passion. Just never trigger this Factor.
[Drive - 200%]
In battle Drake often recites his "MPH", indicating his accumlated momentum and fighting ability. Zero being very minimal and indicating almost no fighting ability. Sixty being Drake's average performance level and anything above that indicting increased adrinaline and performance. The higher the Driver, the quicker it takes increase.
History:
Drake himself was born into the KyuuKetsuki Clan. A clan that indulged in Vampirism. Now whether they were actually Vampires is a mystery in its own. Being born 16 years from present day, Drake was christened in blood at birth. His family of an evil alignment, it would become all too much for him.
At the age of seven Drake's mother and father were killed, though he was neither present nor aware until weeks later. Once he heard of the misfortune he so easily brushed it off. His parents were evil to him, and so was his whole family... His whole clan. He frequently indulged in Vampirism as well but he didn't because he knew no other custom to live. He didn't believe he was evil only because he followed rules and standards slightly different from his family.
At the age of twelve Drake abandoned his clan. He ran away to an unknown world for shelter. For a far off place called Shibusen though it was a fools dream. Like hell he would find that safe haven. No instead, he found a place of much worse. A place that was as, if not more evil then his old home. He stumbled upon a place riddled with Witches.
It was utterly horrible. Despicable.
Drake himself tried to immediately leave, sadly he was taken into to custody. The thought of death neither troubling him nor escaping him. He simply accepted things as they were. The witches themselves loved this type of attitude. They accepted him. He soon began training under the witches learning and picking up on all sorts of Witch traits and fighting prowess. He was indeed becoming a great combatant. Along with this he picked up on a small Witch garment, that being the Bandana he wears over his eyes.
At that same time, his soul was becoming tainted with darkness. He was becoming what he hated most, with no way of stopping it.
Drake now seeks Shibusen in hopes of joining up and being a spy. At the same time encountering a powerful individual and befriending him. Unfortunately Drake is lost in the world... Will he ever find his destination.
Soul Resonance
Partial Transformation: Drake is able to, as all weapons, partially transform. This allows Drake to protrude pistons of varying sizes and lengths from his joints, hands, feet, back, rib cage, and mouth. The size of the black pistons vary according to where it's coming from. With the parts of the body with the largest area able to produce large pistons and those with the smallest area able to produce the longest pistons. Along with the ability to protrude pistons from the body Drake is able to turn his arms, legs, digits, and neck completely into pistons. When doing so they are able to they are able to extend the furthest. The minimum distance a piston can extend, which would apply to the large pistons, would be one meter; while the maximum distance, which would apply to the smaller pistons, would be twelve meters.
These pistons, like those in the V12 engine are able to move at extremely high speeds. Coupled with their durable and fortified build, these pistons are able to exert large amounts of linear force.
Drake, like the engine he is, is able to produce and transfer high magnitudes of heat quickly.
Now on to the drawbacks. Drake, like all engines, can not go from 0 to 100 instantly. It takes time for him to become battle ready and reach his full fighting capabilities. Along with this he must be continually be active to maintain his partial transformation. This makes Drake a very momentous fighter. If Drake has no momentum he can not fight effectively.
Drake can not fight effectively from a standing position nor can he do much in terms of partial transformation. A simple inch of linear movement is needed to start his partial transformation but a simple inch would provide him minimal defense or attacking ability.
When Drake partially transforms, no matter the body part, a piston-less engine sprouts from his back and revs. This signifies the transformation from normal to partial. This engine is also what allows Drake to produce the high amounts of heat he produces.
Drake, at this level, involuntarily excretes hot steam from his partially transformed body parts.
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Performance: Drake, because of his upbringing, has become an autonomous weapon. He has learned to fight without a Meister and has done a good job thus far. Though, Drake can just as easily be wielded by a Meister if he chose to do so. As a weapon Drake's strength resides in his strength and speed. The extreme speed at which the pistons extend and retract along with the durability of the pistons allow himself to produce large amounts of linear force as stated above.
His biggest weakness, while the others stated above, is the fact that motion is required for him to an effective combatant and if one could immobilize him or restrict his movement. He'd be at an extreme disadvantage.
When used as a weapon by a Meister, Drake turns into a full V12 engine which is strapped onto Meisters back. The engine on the Meisters back would provide them with great linear speed and strength. Allowing them to move in straight lines extremely fast. Along with this the engine on the back protrudes pistons that the Meister can use in combat that range from one to six inches in diameter and can extend lengths of up to five meters and can reach max length in half a second.
Lastly, the Meister would be able to generate large amounts of heat VIA the engine on their back to do as they please. Whether it be to heat up the pistons to high temperatures to fight with, to burn opponents via direct contact or etc.
Because of Drake's size and weight it takes either a person who is greatly compatible with him or a very strong individual to weild Drake. This is a prime reason why Drake chose to be an autonomous weapon.
OOC
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Drake
Age: Legal
RP Experience: Three and a half years
Password: Bobcat
RP Sample:
...A Rainy day, or A Weeping Son....Son...what does that word mean when you have no father. When you have no one to call a dad...
The rain beat down hard against the cold, green agriculture that lay at the mercy of Drake's feet. It covered the entire area in a blanket of emptiness and darkened hope. Darkened only because the Sun was still out, though dimmed by the gray blankets that coated the sky. Drake moved, not walked, not ran...Just moved. His body seemingly floating across the land. His feet still making tracks though his legs not wavering. It was sad, his soul seemed lost and lonely. Even his usual companion Kisai was nowhere to be found
The Son shined....Yeah...the Son, Drake himself started to glow faintly with a blueish light tinted with a reddish hue. His Soul...Quite special though also quite dangerous. It seemed as if his own Soul was weeping. It rose above his head funneling upwards, though his small quantities of his Soul seemed to drop from him in the fashion of droplets.....Tears
A presence, A soul? Draft turned his head slowly tears dropping from his eyes. Soul tears... Hmph, unusual indeed. He looked off into the distance towards the many rocks and small trees lay idle in this valley. He saw something...someone...Who?....He will soon find out.
Silence.
Hmph, the only negative occurrence that wasn't unusual...It was actually quite regular in this sad, self - destructing world. There was nothing left to look at, nothing left to think about, nothing else to care about. What else was there to say. Honestly Drake had nothing left to strive for. He felt alone and unneeded. It was weird...it was like...he didn't even need himself. Like there was two beings to him. His body, and his soul. And his body didn't need him....his soul... He just...wasn't a necessity or a priority. A concern nor a consideration.
The rain continued to eat away at the happiness that lingered in this valley...or what was left of it. No one would ever think nature had such power, but then again maybe it wasn't nature. Maybe it was..."God"...Not peoples assimilated god...but a true God. Drake just didn't know, he didn't know anything anymore. He didn't even know what started this terrible mood of his....
Oh yeah...
A Rainy day, or A Weeping Son...
That's it...The emptiness and loneliness that came without having a father or mother figure. The stress that came with not having anyone to care for you. No one to give you the love only a parent could....Hmph...16 years old and he was longing for the relationship only a parent could give him. How sad, How...Childish... Drake needed something. Something to replace that hole, that emptiness....a Parent...a Lover...a Friend.
Something...Something needed to give...this cold world...Or Drake.
Deep down Drake hoped someone would grow to want, to need his presence. His Conversation. Though he would never admit it. He would never openly say he needed anyone, as said before he didn't even need his self.
Drake could tell he was only downing his own mood. And now that he thought about it, he was probably the reason the sky was weeping....because he was. Because he was so sad, did he have such powerful emotions....No. There he goes again, giving himself more importance and power then he actual had. How he longed for it all...For power, For strength, For Priority...To be one.
The gray cloud kept moving along, a small patch of space opened in the sky. The sun took that opportunity to Shine...The Son...Shined. The light in all its radiance shown bright around the field, centering around Drake. His eyes...Hmph, his eyes couldn't be seen. He wore a black bandanna around his eyes, around his head. It floated lazily in the slow cold wind that picked up with the rain. It hung down looking like the physical manifestation of his tears in a larger scale. The Bandanna made it looked as if Drake was always crying, something always leaking...something always lingering from him.