Post by The Centipede on Mar 8, 2016 11:30:59 GMT
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Name: Dr. Gradi Mahesvara
Codename: Grade
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Aliases: N/A
Race: Reploid
Group: Daemons (though, he is actually neutral)
Appearance
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 115 kg
Hair Colour: Silver
Eye Colour: Green
Skin Colour: Marble-white
Extraneous: Grade casually wears a white polo shirt, white slacks, and steel-silver shoes, and most times, his metacrystal silver coat with two katana sheaths on each side. In battle, he gains silver boots, gauntlets, and a breastplate above his polo. When in need, a silver mask also shifts in to cover Grade's face entirely.
His ears are a Reploid's, silver. Needless to say, it ellicits the skeptical glances of humans whenever he buys something to eat.
Physical Attributes
Upgrades, Integrated Weaponry, and Techniques:
> Nuclear core. Grants the ability to emit nuclear rays and cause medium-sized explosions. He can also self-destruct when willed.
> Spring coils beneath his boots. Enhances jumping power.
> Air thrusters on his boots and arms. Grants limited air control.
> His silver mask. Grants medium-range omnisight.
> Limited electromagnetic capability.
> His simple yet sturdy build grants near-immeasurable physical endurance.
Skills: Multitasking; average dual-katana-wielding skills.
Weaknesses: Energy-based attacks; non-physical influence, in general.
Items:
> Four katanas, colour-coded via the dyed bioluminescent markings on the handles -- silver, gold, orange, red. None of which are any more special than the other.
Psycho-Evaluation
Personality: He is calm, honest, and lacking a conscience. Although, due to certain errors, he can act differently to people depending on a plethora of factors.
Habits: Eating inedible stuff. Not that he can't melt anything in his body.
Interests: Pancakes.
Quirks: Closing his right eye when looking up.
Mental Strengths:
> He lacks conscience. His decisions aren't clouded by morals.
> He cannot be infatuated.
> Unconditional obedience towards anyone who hasn't tried to attack him recently.
> Self-consciousness.
Background
Family: None.
Home Country: "I can't remember."
History: Born almost too enigmatically out of olden Reploid parts just scattered around the piles and piles of junk, Grade formed himself magnetically, piece by piece, perfecting his image by the second.
The end-product was all too perfect that it was almost a conspiracy -- a manmade Reploid with no purpose of existence, no memories, and no clothes.
It was not long from then that he formed his own garb and his own personality. Though lacking, at least he inherited the traits necessary for survival... And a few more extraneous traits that prove his creation to be no less of a coincidence.
Sample RP:
It was a hot, normal day. As if a speck of glass in the middle of the desert, Grade walks calmly, sipping the sand on his hands. Miles above him, a flaming Dragonoid swooped back and forth, looking for its prey.
Glancing at it made himself a bit craving for something more than just sand.
He wouldn't mind a Reploid's arm... Maybe a human's, if he's lucky.