BASIC INFORMATION
Name: Kol'Moran
Aliases: Ripple
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Abhuman
Homeworld: Aquarius IIV
Psychic Level: Epsilon (For the purpose of moving and shaping water)/ Lambda (All other instances)
PERSONAL
Sexuality: Bisexual
High Concept: Surfer dude gets military training...
Name: Marcus Ruger(Roo-grr)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Frami stands at 6 feet tall flat and possesses a medium build to compliment his stature, not by any means bulky or commanding presence through sheer body mass but well toned as his general aesthetic would hint, most bodily...
Chance took one shallow breath of relief as Kankri lost consciousness, he only wished this victory counted toward the competition. It would remove the trouble of having to potentially face him again in the future. The idea of being exposed to such rage without the benefit of his abilities being...
"Alright, that's enough." Chance had his fill of combat for now, he'd already learned all he'd need to work against the other competitors. The new girl was a wild card. He had no knowledge of her though considering the bow she must be a range specialist, that was at least safe to assume. Seeing...
Chance flew back as Kankri intended. He added his ability to keep himself stable as he stumbled back. Once firmly planted on the ground he allowed his hands to come back up ready to confront which one of them first broke the standoff.
The material that encompassed Chance's right arm expanded for the task of withstanding the pillar of sand that shot up from the ground to achieve Kankri's revenge. It crashed into Chance's arm propelling him back up to recover the distance he'd traveled through falling. His shield served it's...
"Bro this is a really cool costume change and all bu-Omph!" Chance is hefted over Kankri's head before he has time to finish his sentence. Kankri becoming enraged during practice was not anticipated and being jolted around didn't do well for the open gash in his shoulder. Beads of sweat drizzled...
Chance ducked his in time to avoid being cleaved in half outright thought he was still in the immediate range of the sickle to not escape the attack unharmed. The sickles curved edge sunk into Chance's left shoulder, the only thing that saved his arm from being surrendered from the rest of him...
(His transforming one is his right and he can use telekinesis from anything he chooses.)
With Kankri grabbing his arm Chance saw no better chance to go for a crippling blow. He yanked his arm down quickly so if Kankri was still gripping onto him his arm wouldn't be bent and more susceptible to...
Chance shook his shoulders despite already being limber. He was eager to meet him in a one on one, from what he could gather Kankri was physically the strongest of all the other competitors, gauging that strength would be crucial if Chance were to face him. Chance neared him with methodical...
(No Worries bro @Diminium )
Chance was caught by the rush of sand but not before calling on the protection of his brother to cushion the blow. The force of blow still knocked him off balance making him unable to follow up on his rush toward Feros. Feros' throw was negligible as his momentum...
( @The Mythic Dragon You didn't mention how you'd avoid me. @Diminium It's better to not just say your attack worked, when I post I mention what Chance is attempting to do, not saying that he's already done it. Just saying in case someone has a way of avoiding something it's unfair to say they...
Chance saw the burst of rage that resulted from Azar's seemingly benign taunt, this would do. Chance turned the steer of the vessel once again. He timed the manner in which the ship would slant to the the direction he'd forced it to, to synchronize with the moment he leaped forward for once...
Chance wanted to allow Feros his opportunity to strike so that he may gauge Kankri's ability but he would not just sit by not taking an action. Instead he'd like to go for a more comical approach, using his telekensis he forced the steering wheel of the airship to rotate to where the ship itself...
Chance took a small breath summoning the gauntlet that would shoot up the length of his right arm early. There was no point in hiding something Feros' already knew he was capable of. Perhaps letting something loose soon will encourage Kankri to do the same. With both hands out in front of him...