Fail by Melchior
TEAM: The Fallen
KIT CLASS: Arcane Lore
Hall Of Fame!
Survival - 10 wins!
Brutal - 1 fatalaties!
HexxJo's Cool Character Award!
League Wins: 10
League Losses: 3
Out Of League Wins: 0
Out of League Losses: 0
Total Wins: 10
Total Losses: 3
Salty Pete - Win 0-0
Aurora - Win 0-0
Red-Eyed Angel - Win 0-0
Jeffrey - Win 0-0
Ma Xiaoling - Win 0-0
Josh Stone: Tome Master - Win 0-0
The Infinite Die - Loss 0-0
The End is Near - Win 0-0
Razer - Win 0-0
Mr. Hero - Loss 0-0
Alexander Young - Win 0-0
Rez - Win 0-0
Thanatopsis - Loss 0-0
I am the realization that there is no hope for you. I am the thing which shakes your faith in creation. I am Fail. My job, my mission, my life is to show everyone the glory which is the Void. Yes, I "work" for the Fallen. They birthed me, raised me. I am one of those called upon when conventional methods are not an option. Whether to eliminate a traitorous Fallen, or silence the mighty before anyone knows of their presence. They "use" me seldomly, for they know that I will take them as swiftly and surely as my objective, should they not follow the Void.
Personality: I am not a murderer. I am not assassin. I am not one of the many things that those foolish heroes call me. I am a missionary. I exist solely to spread the knowledge of the Void to all I meet. Nothing can stop me in this task.
| Weak BELOW normal human strength - |
can bench press 50 pounds (maybe).
|Standard Normal human agility.|
|Standard Normal human endurance. ||Mind:|
|Standard Normal human mental resources.|
Creation is made of one thing: energy. If energy is sugar, than matter is honey. Around me is a field which changes all incoming things, whether energy or matter, into a primal, eldritch force. I must admit it is humorous to view the faces of those who see their swords, bullets, fire, and even gravity blasts, alter before their eyes. I do not try to alter it beyond that, nor do I presume to control it. Swords still cut, fire burns, bullets puncture. I merely alter what makes up the incoming object into another form. I do not need to do more.
- Power: Polymorph
- Seeker This attack hunts and follows its target.
All who come...
My power wraps around me like a protective cloak. There is no way to approach within 10 feet of me without my power reaching you. It is constantly acting, never ceasing in its action. Only with concentration can I even keep the very ground beneath my feet, the clothes on me, and the air around me from being changed.
- Power: Matter Animation
- Area Effect This attack causes damage in a large area.
- Ranged and Melee Attack! Attack is equally effective at range and up close.
I am a conduit. A one-way channel to the Void. It wishes to take all of Creation into itself, and I am one of the means to do so. I am a sieve, straining through creation, letting eldritch energy flow harmlessly through me to the Void. Yes, the very same eldritch energy I transform my opponents and their attacks into, I am immune to. The sword that cuts me shall cease to be, bullets plunge into nothingness, waves of force shall flow into me with no effect whatsoever. I care not for what you try to do. I am Fail. I welcome you to the Void.
To the Void: Eldrich Blast
Some try to avoid my power, sneaking by with skill and speed. It is meaningless. I am gifted with a six sense, a weak one, but sufficient to be aware of when one might strike at me. Those who try to work around my ability will find I have enough warning to let my power out fully, safeguarding me from those of truly exceptional ability. I shall then deal with the fool promptly.
No avoiding fate
I pity those who try to sway my mind with clever words and forceful thoughts. I am a servant of the Void, a worshipper and missionary of it. It fills my mind like a great whirlpool, drawing my thoughts and personality ever into it. Since my job here in Creation is not finished, I hold onto the edges of my mind, letting that which is unnecessary return to the Void. Those who wish to affect my mind must stand and walk along the flimsy jetties and piers of my mind. I have experience at standing at the edge of the Void, which allows me to live in such a way. My foes seldom have that knowledge, and thus their techniques are pulled down into the Void.
So often upon viewing my approach, my prey will run. So be it. If he wishes to be like the hare in a hunt, then I will be the hound. I will chase him down eventually, even if he takes to the air or the sea or even the ground. My method of transport is simple and efficient. I absorb, through the use of my power, the energy of the things that exist in the direction I wish to go, which creates an empty space that then pulls me in that direction. Through serving the Void, it aids me in my actions, so I may serve it better.
To hunt the hare
The power of the Void rises out of me, and the power of Creation flows into me. It is like a cup being constantly filled and drained. Over time, I have learned how to drink from the cup, as well. So I do so, absorbing a part of the energy that I send to the Void. It is a sweet drink, though I can only drink so much at a time. For now, it spurs me on during my hunt, allowing me to more swiftly catch my prey.
To sip from the cup
It is no use
I have slain more foes than even the Fallen High Council will ever know. I have faced more powers than I can name. Occasionally, I will meet a worthy oppoonent. People whose defenses or offenses are enough to possibly avoid their fate. I have learned to adapt with the situation. One might watch me drop out of sight, only to rise from the ground beneath them to bring them to the Void. If they wish to hide in the dark, so be it. I shall destroy the surroundings and bury the area in rubble, and search through the debris at my leisure. I know how to use my powers as effectively as possible, and change tactics as needed. I shall welcome all who come before me to the Void.
- Power: Tactician
- Melee Attack Attack usable only hand to hand.