Everyman Arch Lord

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Survival - 15 Wins!

Brutal - 4 Fatalities


Alignment: Villain

Team: Freelance Villain


Strength: Standard

Agility: Standard

Mind: Standard

Body: Standard


Personal Wins: 15

Personal Losses: 3

Mr. Graves

Well, he's not REALLY Death, but he might as well be. He's just some crazy skeleton guy wearing a cloak and wielding a scythe...and he doesn't really hide in a box exculsively, either. Yes, that's right, he hides. A lot. This guy is constantly in hiding. Why? Maybe if we knew that we could figure out why he sneaks around just offing people at random with that scythe...anyways, one day he was hiding out near the FPL Admin building compound (we assume this because we found a janitor cyborg with its head missing outside), when he noticed the advertisement for the League. We suppose he saw the advertisement and it got his attention, because later that day we got an application filled out on the desk, telling us a little bit about him. He was even nice enough to include the picture...funny though, his first match is scheduled soon, and we haven't seen scythe nor cloak of him. You'd think he'd at least be decent enough to show himself before the match starts...hey, what's that *SPROING* AARRGGG-- *SWISH* *CHOP* *rollrollroll*


     Blending: Ultimate


Death-In-A-Box reminds you of those twisted gymnasts who contort themselves into any position, since he can hide just about anywhere. Yeah, hiding in a box with a crank on it is fun, but there's really an unbelievable number of places this guy could hide in. You get a banana from the kitchen to have a snack, and as you're opening it up by the peel, BAM! You're suddenly missing a head... in trees, behind walls, inside refridgerators, your desk drawer, a snowbank... you name it, this guy could hide in it.


I Kill You...

     Sword: Ultimate

  • Armor Piercing


He'll just keep on hiding until just the right moment, when his victim gets close enough... then *SPROING* out he jumps! *SWISH* goes the scythe! *CHOP* "Off With Their Heads!" *rollrollroll*... goes the head... It's just a regular scythe, but D-I-A-B tends to go for the neck where there's a chink in most armor (or if not, whatever he can get at). Not like it's that hard, as the victim never sees it coming...



     Tactician: Superior


Apparently he's had years experience of doing this, because he seems to be able to know EXACTLY where to hide where the victim least expects to find him. Is he up in that tree? Or maybe behind that lamppost...


Let's Play Mr. Potato Head!

     Sword Master: Standard


Not only has he learned the best hiding places, he's become quite good with that scythe too. He's only really good at the whole "lop off necessary body parts" routine, but hey, when you've got that down, do you really need anything else?


Watching and Waiting

     X-Ray Vision: Standard


Now, you might ask, how does he KNOW when to jump out and attack at just the right moment? Well, we're not quite sure either. We're betting our money that he's got some kind of x-ray vision, letting him see the victim coming, and what armor they're wearing. Too bad no one's been able to ask him personally, as they tend to not be able to speak for too long...


Slow Paranoia

     Emotion Control: Standard

  • Auto-Hit Attack


Sometimes, your worst enemy is time itself. As the battle progresses, the victim slowly realizes the deadly game of cat and mouse D-I-A-B is playing with them... he could jump out at any time... where is he... he's toying with me, I just know it... he's just watching... and waiting... to get me... I can't take this insanity anymore... ARGH!!


Immunity: Telepathy

     Immunity: Standard


If the terror that is the lurking D-I-A-B is bad in normal folk, imagine the problems it causes for those who try to read his mind. The mental log stripped from one decapitated telepath revealed that he actually turned off his own telepathy power... You would too, if all you heard was a twisted mind thinking "All around the cobbler's bench, the monkey chased the weasel..." over and over... only this time, it's not the weasel that goes POP!...



     Super Speed: Standard


Decapitation is like chess. It starts out with slow and careful planning, then one swift move ends the game... well, as far as we know, DiaB doesn't play chess (and no, he doesn't play checkers either), but he's right at home with swift movements. One second there's nothing there, the next a large skeleton is JUMPING OUT AT YOU WITH A SCYTHE AND YOU TRY TO SCREAM BUT YOUR Head is now... over... there... rolling... away...