Post by Marzzi Henko on May 31, 2015 21:07:46 GMT
Name: Marzzi Henko
Age: 0
Gender: Boy
Race: Angel (Reborn Human)
Job: Inventing.
Rank: 5 Stars
Appearance: Marzzi is a wall. Freakishly tall, with a glare that could send any idiot the message not to get on his bad side. His skin is very pale, with his eyes surrounded by dark rings and coloured with a golden-red iris. His deep red hair is spiked up and held in place by a pair of goggles. He wears a thick, maroon red jacket, which Marzzi doesn't always really wear, but rather hook around his shoulders like some sort of cape. He has a leather belt around his waist, and keeps plenty of deadly gadgets and guns around his belt, most of the time hidden by his long jacket. Marzzi's pants are a simple black, one of the only pieces of uniform he actually wears, along with his thick soled, black boots.
Personality: He is too happy for his own good. And it's not a jolly kind of happy. Marzzi always seems to have this sinister smile on his face, that his fellow officers just consider his normal, if menacing look nowadays. But Marzzi is only ever really happy when fighting, or creating some sort of new weapon and seeing it in use. Whether it's a weaponry air ship, a pistol or cannon, if Marzzi was it's creator, he'll treat it like a child of his. He has a passion for weapons that others find a little terrifying, almost as terrifying as Marzzi's blood lust when it comes to witnessing his babies at work, or fighting for himself. Apart from Marzzi's passion for fighting and inventing, he also enjoys life in general. From some useless orphan kid to becoming part of the most elite group of officers the Human kind had come to know. And Marzzi takes great pride in his position, and those in the same position with him. If Marzzi had one group of living people he actually cared for, it would be his fellow officers. Whilst Marzzi loves annoying them as much as helping them, he treats them all like a family he never had before. And perhaps due to his size and ego, Marzzi likes to act as boss, even to those ranked higher than him. And, like everyone who'd been chosen for the elite group, Marzzi has a true hatred of all Angels and Demons.
Likes: Fights, his fellow officers, explosions, guns, inventing, being the best, making fun of small people(which basically includes everyone).
Dislikes: Weaklings, Angels and Demons, losing, honourable idiots, being told what to do.
Weapons: Marzzi considers himself a pro at almost every style of weapon and fighting. He's not great with swords, unless they are really heavy and borderline axes. But his use with a firearm is something else, and with his strength, Marzzi could probably wield and fire a fully sized cannon and be fine with it.
Magic: Weight Magic: As it sounds, when Marzzi touches something with his hand, he can make it either impossibly heavy, or incredibly light. Be it a piece of heavy duty metal, rubble, or even people, making it so Marzzi can immobilize someone by making themselves too heavy to move. The magic woks better on objects, and can be cut off if the thing Marzzi is using magic on has it's original mass changed, for example, cutting a piece of a heavily induced rock will cut off Marzzi's power over it.
History: Marzzi was orphaned at a young age, family lost to famine, criminals, and poverty. All of the worst things in life at the bottom of existence. For his age at the time, Marzzi was a buff little kid, and even without training, he could knock down a grown man if pushed to the limit. And for a lot of Marzzi's young life, he was used for that. Perhaps thugs found it amusing for such a young kid to have so much fight in him. So they used him like some sort of pit fighter, throwing enemies at Marzzi to fight and betting on winners. Despite many close calls, and numerous scars no child his age should have, Marzzi never lost. But, he got a new chance at life when the group was broken down by inner conflicts, and Marzzi found himself at the door of an orphanage. It was small, unnoticed, but the people running it were ever so kind to even some scary little bull like Marzzi. He remained rather violent, but with age it soon calmed down, to the point where Marzzi became like a guard for the others, to look after them through the rough times. But times grew too rough for even the young Marzzi to protect his family from. Disease, more ruin for Marzzi as one by one his weaker little brothers and sisters were killed off by sickness. Marzzi ended up carrying the last survivor, a smaller boy called Hino with him out of the dying orphanage as everyone else had already become nothing but rotting corpses. Marzzi walked around without a goal, any help was either occupied or dead. Angels, one light of hope Marzzi had yet to find, were also dying, and those who came down to help, either were killed by angry Demons or Humans, or ignored the boys. By the time the disease was near a point of hopelessness, Marzzi was approached at last by an Angel. But instead of offering help to the weak Marzzi, and almost dead Hino, the Angel simply asked the boys if they wanted a way out. To die, rather than struggle on. Marzzi refused to give up, and was horrified by what the Angel even asked. It was fortunate that Marzzi refused, because less than a day later, the pandemic was cured, as was Sohul.
After that harsh time, Marzzi sought out to get stronger, strong enough to help himself rather than rely on others, especially the people in the skies. At that point, Marzzi only mildly hated Angels and Demons, the tipping point came after the recent torment in Baransu. After training for years, putting his all into getting stronger and serving as a guard to Human Nobility, Marzzi found himself caught as bait during a fight between Angels and Demons. Once again, Humans were made to look weak at the hands of Angels and Demons, fighting over superiority. After that, Marzzi couldn't give a damn about what changes Angels and Demons made to try and look like the respectable races they were suppose to be. Thanks to them, Humans were made to look like trophies to be fought over, and Marzzi hated it. So, when given the offer to become one of the first Saints, a group of the strongest Humans the Nobility could find, Marzzi couldn't agree more. For now, Marzzi is seen as a simple officer, stopping crime and protecting Humans for any more terrorism acts from the sky races, but he knows deep down, the Saints have a bigger meaning, one almost ready to be unleashed for Humanities rise.
Free Item: Chameleon magic: By touching something, Marzzi can make his arm, or his entire body, take the properties of that material. He can turn his skin into rock or metal, and can turn his arms in weapons such a a sword or cannon so long as he touches one or the other. However, too many changes can cause bodily harm, especially using his arms as weapons.
OOC Name: Jazzy
Played By: Captain Kidd from One Piece!
Age: 0
Gender: Boy
Race: Angel (Reborn Human)
Job: Inventing.
Rank: 5 Stars
Appearance: Marzzi is a wall. Freakishly tall, with a glare that could send any idiot the message not to get on his bad side. His skin is very pale, with his eyes surrounded by dark rings and coloured with a golden-red iris. His deep red hair is spiked up and held in place by a pair of goggles. He wears a thick, maroon red jacket, which Marzzi doesn't always really wear, but rather hook around his shoulders like some sort of cape. He has a leather belt around his waist, and keeps plenty of deadly gadgets and guns around his belt, most of the time hidden by his long jacket. Marzzi's pants are a simple black, one of the only pieces of uniform he actually wears, along with his thick soled, black boots.
Personality: He is too happy for his own good. And it's not a jolly kind of happy. Marzzi always seems to have this sinister smile on his face, that his fellow officers just consider his normal, if menacing look nowadays. But Marzzi is only ever really happy when fighting, or creating some sort of new weapon and seeing it in use. Whether it's a weaponry air ship, a pistol or cannon, if Marzzi was it's creator, he'll treat it like a child of his. He has a passion for weapons that others find a little terrifying, almost as terrifying as Marzzi's blood lust when it comes to witnessing his babies at work, or fighting for himself. Apart from Marzzi's passion for fighting and inventing, he also enjoys life in general. From some useless orphan kid to becoming part of the most elite group of officers the Human kind had come to know. And Marzzi takes great pride in his position, and those in the same position with him. If Marzzi had one group of living people he actually cared for, it would be his fellow officers. Whilst Marzzi loves annoying them as much as helping them, he treats them all like a family he never had before. And perhaps due to his size and ego, Marzzi likes to act as boss, even to those ranked higher than him. And, like everyone who'd been chosen for the elite group, Marzzi has a true hatred of all Angels and Demons.
Likes: Fights, his fellow officers, explosions, guns, inventing, being the best, making fun of small people(which basically includes everyone).
Dislikes: Weaklings, Angels and Demons, losing, honourable idiots, being told what to do.
Weapons: Marzzi considers himself a pro at almost every style of weapon and fighting. He's not great with swords, unless they are really heavy and borderline axes. But his use with a firearm is something else, and with his strength, Marzzi could probably wield and fire a fully sized cannon and be fine with it.
Magic: Weight Magic: As it sounds, when Marzzi touches something with his hand, he can make it either impossibly heavy, or incredibly light. Be it a piece of heavy duty metal, rubble, or even people, making it so Marzzi can immobilize someone by making themselves too heavy to move. The magic woks better on objects, and can be cut off if the thing Marzzi is using magic on has it's original mass changed, for example, cutting a piece of a heavily induced rock will cut off Marzzi's power over it.
History: Marzzi was orphaned at a young age, family lost to famine, criminals, and poverty. All of the worst things in life at the bottom of existence. For his age at the time, Marzzi was a buff little kid, and even without training, he could knock down a grown man if pushed to the limit. And for a lot of Marzzi's young life, he was used for that. Perhaps thugs found it amusing for such a young kid to have so much fight in him. So they used him like some sort of pit fighter, throwing enemies at Marzzi to fight and betting on winners. Despite many close calls, and numerous scars no child his age should have, Marzzi never lost. But, he got a new chance at life when the group was broken down by inner conflicts, and Marzzi found himself at the door of an orphanage. It was small, unnoticed, but the people running it were ever so kind to even some scary little bull like Marzzi. He remained rather violent, but with age it soon calmed down, to the point where Marzzi became like a guard for the others, to look after them through the rough times. But times grew too rough for even the young Marzzi to protect his family from. Disease, more ruin for Marzzi as one by one his weaker little brothers and sisters were killed off by sickness. Marzzi ended up carrying the last survivor, a smaller boy called Hino with him out of the dying orphanage as everyone else had already become nothing but rotting corpses. Marzzi walked around without a goal, any help was either occupied or dead. Angels, one light of hope Marzzi had yet to find, were also dying, and those who came down to help, either were killed by angry Demons or Humans, or ignored the boys. By the time the disease was near a point of hopelessness, Marzzi was approached at last by an Angel. But instead of offering help to the weak Marzzi, and almost dead Hino, the Angel simply asked the boys if they wanted a way out. To die, rather than struggle on. Marzzi refused to give up, and was horrified by what the Angel even asked. It was fortunate that Marzzi refused, because less than a day later, the pandemic was cured, as was Sohul.
After that harsh time, Marzzi sought out to get stronger, strong enough to help himself rather than rely on others, especially the people in the skies. At that point, Marzzi only mildly hated Angels and Demons, the tipping point came after the recent torment in Baransu. After training for years, putting his all into getting stronger and serving as a guard to Human Nobility, Marzzi found himself caught as bait during a fight between Angels and Demons. Once again, Humans were made to look weak at the hands of Angels and Demons, fighting over superiority. After that, Marzzi couldn't give a damn about what changes Angels and Demons made to try and look like the respectable races they were suppose to be. Thanks to them, Humans were made to look like trophies to be fought over, and Marzzi hated it. So, when given the offer to become one of the first Saints, a group of the strongest Humans the Nobility could find, Marzzi couldn't agree more. For now, Marzzi is seen as a simple officer, stopping crime and protecting Humans for any more terrorism acts from the sky races, but he knows deep down, the Saints have a bigger meaning, one almost ready to be unleashed for Humanities rise.
Free Item: Chameleon magic: By touching something, Marzzi can make his arm, or his entire body, take the properties of that material. He can turn his skin into rock or metal, and can turn his arms in weapons such a a sword or cannon so long as he touches one or the other. However, too many changes can cause bodily harm, especially using his arms as weapons.
OOC Name: Jazzy
Played By: Captain Kidd from One Piece!
