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Played By: Lord Thayer
Controlled by Lord Thayer
TEAM: Solo Hero
KIT CLASS: Empathy
Hall Of Fame!
Survival - 8 wins!
Brutal - 1 fatalaties!
League Wins: 8
League Losses: 3
Out Of League Wins: 0
Out of League Losses: 0
Total Wins: 8
Total Losses: 3
Ying Shi - Win 0-0
The Shadow Master - Win 0-0
Murphy's - Win 0-0
Greyeyes - Win 0-0
Ankar - Win 0-0
UNIT - Loss 0-0
Xerathis: Halo for Hire - Loss 0-0
Horror - Win 0-0
BB ThunderChild - Loss 0-0
Messenger on the Wind - Win 13-9
The Girl With Big Guns - Win 15-8
Everything indefinitely has its beginning and its end. My end ...it seemed so long ago . . . surpassed all others in measurements of pain. I thought I had died that day ...I wish I had...I should have dammit...You lose ones family. You watch them as they're blown away and disintegrated into ash before your eyes. You smell the radiation eating at your skin as you pound at the wall where only Flash burn shadows remain. You see the carbon copy of your little girl and your wife and you tell me Why...I'm Still...HERE. Why was I was chosen out of all the other possibilities to carry out Gods will.... Was it God...the Gods...Mother Earth. I don't care anymore. If he doesn't care about me I won't give a damn for him. He created all this, why can't he take care of his own problems without me? Nothing can relieve my pain. Nothing will. The World can be so cold . . .
Personality: A man decaying within his own pain. His name is unimportant for this plight could have been besieged by anyone. He has the power of God within yet will not use it for he wishes his own death. Nothing more. God, therefore takes over the body, controls him, and does his own bidding through this shell. The man behind the shell then wakes out of dream and witnesses first hand what he had just done. Thus his pain continues.
| Weak BELOW normal human strength - |
can bench press 50 pounds (maybe).
|Standard Normal human agility.|
|Standard Normal human endurance. ||Mind:|
|Superior Highly educated and ingenious. |
A smart cookie.
Sometimes it's a thought, many times it's a mirage but every time it is real, for the destruction always follows. I always see their eyes. Before and After. Searching, some smiling when they have found me, others squint in fear or confusion. Like they were searching for a weakness or waiting for me to come at them. When their true thoughts had been exposed it has always been their demise. All that is left is their eyes looking back at me in utter horror after seeing the wrath of the almighty.
The Knowledge of God
When my mind wanders, He takes over. When I am overcome in natural states of human emotion, He will take over. When I will not fight for him, He takes over. There is a darkness. I'm always falling. Down some deep, dark hole that I wish would end to finally end me. I sense the bottom. As I welcome death I feel nothing... I should have hit by now... I open my eyes to see myself back in reality...or is it...
The Control of God
The Word of God
As the dust settles I attempt to recount the actions I should have just witnessed. I can't. There used to be a city here. Now there is only a ghost town. The shadows of carbon on a wall of rubble which used to be a sturdy building told me the same story that had been told on day one. The pain returns. Each time seems even more pointless to me. Is this Hell? No, calling this Hell is just an excuse. "I" shouldn't need an excuse to live this life. I yearn for death... Those eyes are still... looking at me...
- Power: Disintegration
- Area Effect This attack causes damage in a large area.
- Seeker This attack hunts and follows its target.
- Ranged Attack Attack usable at a distance (only).
- Armor Piercing This attack ignores normal defenses which are not Reinforced.
- Multi Attack Attack can hit multiple times during one strike.
Meet my match. I wish. I don't have that kind of luck. He has won against the Prince of Darkness for he had been the first ever to be controlled. With the power that has been chosen to use in this shell, my body, I become immune to all other weaker forms of this power. For all other forms are weaker. Many have argued this point... and have died. I so wish that I had been in their shoes...