The Infinite Die by Mr. Kite  | TEAM: Freelance Villain |  | SECTOR: Science |  | KIT CLASS: Everyman |
|  |  |  Hall Of Fame! |  Survival - 9 wins! |  Brutal - 1 fatalaties! |
| Fight Record
League Wins: 9
League Losses: 4
Out Of League Wins: 0
Out of League Losses: 0
Total Wins: 9
Total Losses: 4
Thaddeus Wilson - Win 0-0
Josh Stone: Tome Master - Loss 0-0
Aurora - Win 0-0
Terral - Win 0-0
Kalek-Syl-Va - Win 0-0
Project: Katana - Win 0-0
Bearded Man With Trees - Win 0-0
Ember - Win 0-0
Fail - Win 0-0
Maggels - Loss 0-0
Mr. Hero - Loss 0-0
Spunky - Win 0-0
Vegas - Loss 0-0
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 | Ralph Arnold, the 37 year old virgin, sat with his 3 friends in his mother's basement, playing what could be their thousandth game of Dungeons and Dragons. They lost track long ago. The group sat in awe as Ralph brought out his dice collection. Sure, they'd seen it before, but it never ceased to amaze them. The craftsmanship of the collection was amazing. The game went along as normal, until one of his friends made the comment which changed his life. "It's really too bad there's not a die to calculate infinite possibilities, isn't it, ralph?" There was a brief flicker in Ralph's eyes, it haunted him, long after they left. He tossed in his bed, and woke up in the wee hours of the morning with one thing on his mind, a die that could change the very course of reality. His door was locked. No phone calls reached him. If it wasn't for the loud banging sounds coming from the basement someone may have thought he was dead. Days passed. He didn't sleep, he didn't eat. One day, it happened. The house was busted to tiny splinters, and all that was left was Ralph, laughing. People circled it in awe. Everyone gathered, and pushed the die. After a bit of rumbling, it landed. Now, all the possibilities of the universe were on the die. However, what it landed on was "die gains sentience". Everyone's eyes widened as it rolled itself. It then rolled down the street, heading for Khazan. | Personality: The die rolled down the road. Infinite possibilities lay before it. Everything rational, and irrational was under it's power. However, it had control of it's fate now. The world was it's oyster. Anything could happen in it's wake. Cats fell from the sky. The ground turned purple. Vinilla Ice had another hit record...the impossible was possible. This die had desires. It had a will of it's own. And it willed for the destruction of every die in the world. After all, what was the point of there being dice if IT was all the world needed? And, if it needed to get rid of some things here and there, so be it. Sacrifices had to be made for perfection. Crack a few eggs to make an omelette, destroy a few people to gain control over the world. It all seemed too easy. It rolled it's infinite-sided way down the street, desiding that the arena would be it's first stop. If it could defeat what lay there, it knew it could do anything, and that was just it's plan. |
 | | Strength: | Weak BELOW normal human strength -
can bench press 50 pounds (maybe). | Agility: | Weak BELOW normal human agility.
Slow and uncoordinated. | | Body: | Weak BELOW normal human endurance.
Goes down easy and stays there. | Mind: | Ultimate Godlike intellect.
Undecipherably complex thought patterns. |
 | Creation |
To alter reality, first, it lands on it's side, choosing the possibility is may choose. It creates a rumble across the universe, altering reality as it so chooses. The blast has been known to make some tremble in it's wake. It's power is undeniable, but at stage one, the alteration is merely mental.
 | Finishing Touch |
- Power: Matter Animation
- Level:Ultimate
- Ranged Attack Attack usable at a distance (only).
It then takes this image and molds it. The very molecules of the world bend towards it's very whim. Suddenly, what it chooses solidifies, and the change is made. All of this happens within a fraction of a second. If you blink, you'll miss it. That's just how strong the die is.
 | ...huh... |
- Power: Natural Weaponry
- Level:Supreme
- Melee Attack Attack usable only hand to hand.
The die rolled down the street, altering this and that, when a loud crunch could be heard. It was only a mail box, but...it could have been more, couldn't it? The thought struck it. It's a gigantic rolling object! Why waste all the energy it takes to control the fabric of reality when rolling over it's enemy is so much simpler?!
 | Nothing There. |
If you've seen a die before, you know it has no brain. Infact, it's very ability to move defies every law of phsysics known to man. But, that was what it landed on. Sounds like something out of the Twilight Zone, but it works!
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