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« Thread Started on Mar 31, 2007, 5:44pm » | |
-Name:
Solark. Solark the Experiment.
-Nickname:
Experiment 426
-Gender:
Male
-Height:
5' 9"
-Age:
22
-Species:
Demon
-Land:
Processing Volcano
-Appearance:
Human Form - Solark had pale skin and blood red hair that went down to his mid-back like women's hair, only you could tell it belonged to a man. Coming out of his head were two, short, sharp, black horns that could barely be seen. They would've been longer if he was still loyal to the Processing Volcano. He wore a tight black suit, but over that was a black cloak. His eyes were crimson.
Demon Form - Solark was covered in thick black scales. His hands were clawed, and his "fingers" were blood red. His lower body was a wisp of fire instead of actual legs. He wore a black helm with two blood red horns coming out of it, and the helm covered his face with a demonic design. Everything else was the same, but you couldn't tell because no part of his body was exposed.
-Personality:
To round it all up, he has a short temper. Solark has never been known for kindness, and he tends to act before he thinks. But usually he simply likes to ignore situations, he hates to be the center of attention.
-History:
Part One :: Pointless Life
He awoke. Not from a body, but from magic. He was an experiment, an outcast without the others. He was a demon created for war. SOLAK, they called him, Superficial Obeying Lurking Acrobatic Killer. He opened his eyes. They looked around, and he was in a pool. A pool of lava. His body was covered in black "metal" that was now rapidly melting, revealing his skin. He was a mindless killer. A demon. Magic was his mother; Hatred was his father. He hated everything and everyone. He wanted to kill everything. That was what he was designed to do, correct? But wasn't his life pointless, simply being a weapon? "SOLAK." A voice called. He slowly turned his head. A man stood before him, cloaked in black and wearing a white mask. SOLAK slowly got up. He stared at the man--Serpus, he was called--and somehow felt some kind of servant-to-master feeling. Slowly he crept out of the pool of lava, but slid back in. He had no energy, he was a baby. A baby, you could call him, but he was already born with a preset age. The age of a killer. Twenty-two. He reached out his clawed hand, but it immediately fell back. Serpus turned and left. The moment he left, SOLAK could feel the energy burst. The demon climbed out of the pool of lava, and felt his purpose.
He was a mindless killer.
Part Two :: Escaping Alone
SOLAK trudged over to the weaponry, where his instincts told him to go. There were hundreds of other demons there, all picking up weapons and testing them on dummies, testing which one fit them. SOLAK picked up the spiked club. He slammed the dummy, but it only swung around stupidly. SOLAK picked up the bow and arrow. He felt fragile with such a feminine weapon, but shot it. It flew through the air, and hit the wall. No. This was not for him. Then, he walked to a table with hundreds of different swords: sabers, katanas, gladius, cane swords, even wakizashis. He reached his hand down and picked up two twin kodachi. They fit in his hands perfectly. He slashed the dummy, and it fell into three. Yes. This was it. His escape weapon. He left the weaponry, with an escape plan: fight and escape, even if at the brink of death.
Then he ran. His friend came with him, Experiment 247, or KEMP, Killing Efficiently Mercilessly Puppet. KEMP and SOLAK ran toward the No-One-Allowed. The place where they came from was a huge volcano that hovered over a crater of lava, and the No-One-Allowed was the only open hole in the volcano, where there was a narrow bridge of stone. SOLAK and KEMP ran toward No-One-Allowed, but suddenly two great warriors came--Experiment 66 and 99. KEMP fought bravely, as did SOLAK. But in the end, KEMP had perished, and SOLAK had won, but only he. He would have to continue on without KEMP.
SOLAK reached the Ring of Fire, or the outside of the Processing Volcano. His first step outside of the Processing Volcano was painful. He had left behind KEMP.
His name was SOLARK now. Superficial Omega Lurking Acrobatic Runaway Killer.
Part Three :: Am I a Human?
Solark awoke in the Northern Lands. How chilly it was, but he was inside something--an igloo, perhaps. He was weak against the cold, so leaned against the wall. "You're awake." A voice said. Solark lifted his head and spotted a girl. She was an Ice Demon, quite obvious by the way her eyes pierced. Solark sighed. "Why?" He asked. She didn't look at him as she was carving out a hunting tool from ice, but still answered. "I thought you were a human I could eat, but I took a closer look and discovered you were a demon. You were lost out in the Northern Lands, being pecked at by some bird from the volcanic area." She said. Solark sighed. He got up and left. The girl didn't appear to care.
Solark walked around, in his heavy black armor. He struggled to walk as he trudged, but didn't seem to mind anymore, now that the cold was his number one weakness. He looked at his reflection in an ice shard. He saw the characteristics of a human--he was no longer a demon covered in black scales. But his horns--they were still there, and he was still a demon by heart. He sighed.
Solark would never be the same.
-Family:
Family?! If you call the other 425 experiments family, then he's got a huge one. For now, let's just say he's a loner.
-Magic:
Fire and heat.
-Weapons:
Two twin kodachi, which are a cross between a wakizashi (short swords) and katana (standard Japanese sword), were his weapons. They shared the same sheath of a longsword, where the other end has been cut so that the other kodachi could fit. It rested on his right hip.
-Class:
Demon Warrior
-Occupation:
A killer.
-Friends:
Would YOU want to be his friend? Didn't think so.
-Enemies:
Everyone who can't understand his pain.
-Abilities:
His power and speed is exceptional.
-Weaknesses:
He is automatically weak to the cold, and despises being hit at the back. If you catch him serious, he is open to be hit in the back. Strange, isn't it, but how true.
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Blackened voids of silver rivers....
Strands of cold and fearful shivers.....
Ghostly smile played on her lips,
Eyes like blood, she took some sips,
Crimson liquid 'round her mouth
Burning terror from the south.
Sunlight reaching, tendrils out,
Ran away and she did pout. |
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