[CASTING CALLS] Guardian Stars

MagiPink

Princess of Equesteria
Really like it. Specially a certain detail that would have gone really well if it was used in the actual anime :thumbs:

Heh Heh...Thanks. My mind has been pondering on this vision all day how it would play out if it had.
 

Ziginz Zegell

No Fear, No Pain.
Name: Cam Kamia

Age: ???

Designation: Libra Gold Saint

Element: Lightning
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Story: She was born in battle, she has lived in battle, and she hopes to someday die in battle. That has been the life of the woman called Cam; whose true name she threw away long ago. Cam never knew her parents, though the mercenaries that raised her said they were both fine warriors. Cam had been born on a battle field because her mother was too stubborn to leave the front to have her elsewhere. Her father was no better, throwing himself into situations that no man should have lived through, yet he did time and time again. As a child, Cam never knew if the stories were true, but she preferred to believe her parents were as they were said to be. She would some day learn the truth, and it was indeed stranger then fiction. Even so, she proved she was the daughter of these two warriors at the tender age of ten. Her family, a mercenary troop made up of many warriors from all over Eurasia, was ambushed by a group of brigands while searching for work along the Silk Road. Instinct kicked in, and the petite girl had soon slaughtered her fair share of foes. She was praised by her family, and was soon respect as a warrior equal to any of the honed warriors. While all her comrades agreed she could some day become their leader, they also agreed the young child deserved better.

The mercenary leaders approached a martial arts school that was well known in the land at the time hoping to convince the master there to take Cam and train her. The school did not except women at the time, but once Cam had shown her skills the master removed that rule forever more. While the young woman’s skills were fierce and her instinct nearly perfect, her style was crude, and her body was ill built for harsher training. Yet she prospered at the school; so much so that by the age of fourteen the teacher had nothing else to teach her. Cam left the school to search for other teachers and challenges for which to test and further her skills. It was around this time that Cam began her swift transformation from a petite, thin girl, into a beautiful, strong bodied woman. A combination of excellent genes, intense training, and her awakening Cosmo had granted her a body built for battle. She spent the next three years traveling the land, fighting, and training. When Cam was seventeen and traveling by boat toward the land called Greece, she encountered a fellow martial adept at a port town. She challenged the man to a friendly duel and he gladly accepted, seeming just as eager to test the woman’s own skills. She bested the man at first until he suddenly summoned a strange, silver armor that seemed to boost his strength greatly and granted him bizarre powers. For a moment it seemed she would be bested, until she figured out how his unique abilities worked. The energy he used was similar to a power she had taped into many times before. Her first teacher, and many others after him called it by various names: Qi, Prana, Chakra, the names went on, but all seemed to mean the same thing. Ones own vital essence and the essence of the universe itself. Seeing it in action is such a fantastic way was all it took for Cam to figure out how to use her own more effectively. Though she broke her spear, sword, daggers, and bow in the process of using her power through them, she was finally able to best her foe with a powerful hip kick that broke his helmet and knocked him unconscious. Before the man had even awoke, two others walked forward and claimed to be his allies. Cam feared they would seek revenge to which she was in no shape to oblige them, but was surprised to find them praising her highly. The two called themselves Saints and invited the woman to train as they had at a place called Palanestra. Cam excepted, eager to gain greater strength and face more worthy foes like the one she had just bested.

Palanestra isn’t exactly the most welcoming or hospitable place for its new students, but Cam was like a little girl who had been let loose in a play ground. In less then a month after arriving at the training grounds for all Saints, Cam had acquired the rank of bronze saint and earned the Dragon Cloth as her own. Her incredible skill, uncanny ability to learn even complex combat techniques and tactics with ease, and her body that had been grown and honed for battle all went into helping her blow through her training at Palanastra. Surprisingly, while her skill with lightning cosmo didn’t match up with her cloths affinity for water, she was able to make up the difference by drawing out the full potential of the cloth’s shield which, in her hands, could deflect almost any attack. It was during this time that a group of Silver Saints, led by the Pisces Gold saint of the time, rebelled against the current incarnation of Athena in an attempt to rule Sanctuary for themselves. Cam was amongst the Saints chosen to fight the traitors along with three other silver saints, and the Leo Gold Saint of the time called Roland. Her major accomplishment in the battle was defeating the Crow and Perseus saints before aiding in the battle against Pisces. After the traitor’s defeat, few were surprised when Cam was chosen by the Scutum constellation and became the Scutum Silver Saint. With an even stronger shield then the Dragon Bonze Shield, and a lightning alignment, Cam’s new cloth was a perfect fit for her.

Less then a week after the defeat of the traitors, the Libra Saint of the time, a woman called Aliyah, approached Cam with an offer to become her teacher. Cam happily accepted and was soon training contently with the powerful Gold Saint. After three years of training, at the age of twenty three, Cam had power on par with most gold saints and was being noticed by the other saints as such. While most were happy over her progress, a few of the gold saints were afraid that their own constellations would turn away from them in favor of the more talented woman. While it had not happened for centuries, there had been occasions when a cloth would reject its saint in favor of a more noble and capable warrior. When Pisces chose another saint to wield its cloth, and the Taurus Gold Saint of the time lost his cloth in a battle against the Herakles Silver Saint, three of the less powerful Gold Saints feared loosing their cloths. Rather then wait for their clothes to leave them or have Cam “steal†one in battle, these three saints decided to remove the young woman from the equation. They ambushed Cam while she was bathing, but greatly underestimated her as she was able to defeat one unarmed, before summoning her cloth and forcing back the other two. Satisfied that defeating her fellow saints was enough, Cam was shocked when Aliyah appeared and killed the two retreating saints before executing the third, unconscious warrior. Cam was mortified, but Aliyah reminded the woman that she had killed traitors before, and that was all the three conniving saints were. Though this was true, Cam could not shake the feeling of anger within her heart and challenged Aliyah to battle. Her teacher accepted and the two fought a battle that shook heaven and earth.

In the end, Cam stood victorious though her cloth was completely destroyed. Aliyah, having taken a mortal blow, laughed at the out come of the battle with a duel sense of pride, and relief. Cam knew why her teacher had killed those other three saints and why she now laughed in defeat. While Libra grants its Saint great power, the wielder cannot die until they are slain in a true battle. Aliyah could finally rest knowing a worthy warrior now held the power of Libra, and would only allow it to fall into the hands of another such warrior. Accepting the responsibility of protecting the twelve golden weapons and using the power of Libra as her master had before her, Cam took up the cloth and bid her teacher fare well. No one knows where Aliyah’s bones rest except Cam, for that was the woman’s final request: to be buried as a normal woman.

For the next several years, Cam as the Libra Gold Saint fought in many conflicts against many foes. She watched as her allies fell around her, while she stood victories against foe after foe. For whatever reason, be it her potent cosmo that radiated life, some secret technique, a divine blood line, or the cloth she wore, Cam never seemed to age past her twenties. There were times when she would vanish for decades on long walk-a-bouts, only to return when the sanctuary was in greatest need of her skill or wisdom. At times she has been called noble and courageous, while at others she has been seen as a monster who only seeks battle. One day she would be a protector, and the next a destroyer of her wards. Saints would stand along side her one day only to turn against her the next. This has been the hard life of Cam Kamia, but one she lives with a constant smile.

When Hades invaded, her appearance at the battle for sanctuary was a welcomed sight. Soon, however, that sight became a night mare as she turned her weapons against her fellow saints while fighting alongside Hades’ forces. When asked by her fallen peers why she had done these things, Cam simply smiled and said, “Trust me my friends, it is better for me to stand here and you there. If it were the other way around, thing would be far worse. At least this way…they have a chance.â€




Special Techniques:

Indra Arms: Cam’s ability to create semi-solid weapons out of pure lightning Cosmos. The weapons can have various levels of power, with some being only as sharp as an average blade, while others can rival a tomahawk missile in destructive power.

Photographic Reflexes: Through years of training, Cam has developed the ability to perfectly mimic her foes fighting style and memorize it for her own use. She can also use this ability to find weak points to exploit, or pick and choose the best bits of the style to add to her own repertoire of techniques.

Misopethamenos: Cam does not age due to an unknown cause or ability. Because of this her actual age is hard to discern, but she admits she is not invulnerable. She can be killed like anyone else, but her innate talent for battle, along with decades of training, has afforded her much protection against poisons and diseases. Some say her constant search for battle is, in fact, a search for an honorable end, while others say she very much enjoys life, but has some unknown duty to perform. One thing is certain; she has been around for a while.

Weapons of the Twelve Saints: The twelve golden weapons of the gold saints of which Libra is care taker. Each weapon can be used by any of the gold saints and naturally adjust to the user’s Cosmo. However it is Libra’s, and thus Cam’s discretion of who should wield the weapons, for how long, and for what purpose. Even so, the gold saint has mastered the use of each of the weapons, which are integrated into her cloth, but uses them sparingly as they demand much cosmos for their use. The only exception to this are the Golden Shields which deman very little Cosmo from Cam due to her experience with both the Bronze Dragon Shield, and the Silver Scutum Shield. The weapons are separated into pairs and can levitate with Cam controlling them with her mind. The only golden weapon am does not wield is the Bow of Sagittarius, which can use many of the other weapons as make shift arrows. When this is done the destructive power produced is said to be enough to make Olympus shutter. Because of this, traditionally, Saggitarius and Libra are often depicted as partners in old texts.

Eighth Sense: A hard to define ability which many claim Cam was born with. She is currently one of the few people who understand the ability or know how to teach it to others.

Vajra: Creates a powerful, focused arrow of lightning cosmos that can pierce through anything and is considered both a unstoppable force and immovable object. Cam can only use this technique while wielding the Sagittarius bow, and the force released from the attack always breaks the bow. To say the least it can take several decades or longer to fix the bow, so this technique has only ever been used once.

Brahmaastra: The ultimate lightning cosmos that requires Cam at least a decade of meditation to complete even one. It manifests as a magnificent, Golden Spear that has the power to destroy an entire host when thrown. Cam used this technique only once to defeat an army of False Saints created by Mars. While her foes were defeated, the blast destroyed the entire island where the enemy army had positioned itself for their attack on sanctuary. Cam does not currently have a Brahmaastra prepared.


Extra Notes: Cam did once wear the masks usually worn by female saints, but always revealed her face to her defeated foes. Eventually she stoped wearing the mask all together and explained that her foes should be able to face her “face to faceâ€. In her own words, “It’s the least I can do for the poor bastards…†[/hide]


I'll send you more info via PM soon Galaxian. Right now work calls.
 

Galaxian

Lurker
Name: Cam Kamia

Age: ???

Designation: Libra Gold Saint

Element: Lightning

Oh? A female Gold Saint? Nice :thumbs:

...Holy hell! That's not a bio, that's a fanfic!

Still, it's really awesome (love the nods to the anime) so of course it's approved :anime:

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I've updated the first post adding the least of the available Silver Saints (two of them will be allowed to be good the rest enemies) and lifting the two-character limit rule.
 

Ziginz Zegell

No Fear, No Pain.
Yeah I figured a gold saint needed a bit of back ground...and then the engine just kept rolling. It does that sometimes....

I'll probably go for a silver and bronze before the night is over depending on...well my creative process and other projects. Not to mention work. Thanks for the approval and I'll use her in a suitable way.
 

Guardian07

Disappear into light!!
Thanks for the feedback. I've made some significant changes and add some details in the bio. I'll also modify the original post.

Story: Having lost his family in an accident when he's still an infant, he spent his childhood in orphanages in loneliness, never having any family or close friends, unloved and uncared for. As a result, at a young age, he had developed a cold detachment to the rest of the world.

Born with an extraordinary awareness to his Cosmo, he first manifested his Cosmo without any training, almost destroying the foster home he was living in. After that, he was quickly discovered by Sanctuary, and was brought to the Palaestra to undergo training. There, he was delighted when he first discovered his gift for battle and hones them relentlessly, neglecting to master the use of Cosmo. That results in him to have only a crude mastery of Cosmo and limited ability to utilize it, leading him to heavily rely on sheer power provided by burning his Cosmo.

He has a quiet and composed manner, and exhibits a superficial friendly exterior, but is in truth quite apathetic and detached. He keeps everyone at a distance and focuses only on gaining strength and power, never seeing the importance of upholding "good" and "justice". Because he suppresses his emotions, he can never achieve his true potential and fully master his Cosmo. It was to the great surprise of his teachers and peers when the Pegasus Constellation acknowledges him as its Saint, and the Pegasus Cloth, previously worn by legendary heroes, was granted to the grim, unfeeling young man.

His Cosmo is unique, even among the rare Light-elemental Cosmo. It is very bright, but is strangely bleak and oppressive, almost sorrowful, reflecting his true inner self of a lonely and pensive young man, searching for a purpose and meaning to his existence.

Now that he is thrust into the duty of protecting the world, he must awaken to his "heroic spirit" and find his heart of justice, and become a true Saint.

Please tell if there's still anything lacking.
 

Ziginz Zegell

No Fear, No Pain.
Really nice Dynamic we have going right now.

Julian: Jaded and Uniterested, yet trying to find a cause that is his own.

Serenity: A kind, but strong willed soul who will do what she feels is the right thing.

Azure: A brooding man with a powerful conviction and furious dogma.

Roland: A warm hearted man with boundless hope and determination.


Huh...in the end my guy turned out to be almost arthurian in comparison to the others. Still a part of me was going for the young knight who looked weaker then most but had his own, unique strengths. I see him getting along great with Serenity, and looking to try and cheer up Azure and Julian. I love playing the "big bro" kind of character, even though he is the youngest member of the team right now.

So what else do we need to add to the team to diverify things...hmmm wonder if Tiger and Bolly are still planing characters.
 

Galaxian

Lurker
So what else do we need to add to the team to diverify things...hmmm wonder if Tiger and Bolly are still planing characters.

Tiger said he was interested in Dragon and Leo a couple of days ago. Don't know if BollywoodShank still plans to submit a bio, he said he wanted to check a few episodes of the series first.
 

Ziginz Zegell

No Fear, No Pain.
K, for now I will focus on doing the Southern Cross Silver Saint and maybe another silver saint. I wonder if Magi will try for the Peacock saint. Either way I think one more male and female will suit me fine, even if only to make them. Their stories probably won't be as long as Cam's...but you never know.
 

Galaxian

Lurker
K, for now I will focus on doing the Southern Cross Silver Saint and maybe another silver saint. I wonder if Magi will try for the Peacock saint. Either way I think one more male and female will suit me fine, even if only to make them. Their stories probably won't be as long as Cam's...but you never know.

Huh... I had forgotten to add Southern Cross to the Silver Saint list... Good call :thumbs:
 
Name: Markus
Age: 18
Designation: Wolf Bronze Saint
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Story:

Living the life of a traveler, Markus learned to love adventure and seeing new things. His father was a traveling merchant, and Markus became his only employee. The two went all over trading knick-knacks, food, emblems, clothing and jewelry-- whatever their small cart and own two backs could hold. While he didn't know much of his mother; he never seemed all to curious. He was told she was an adventurous spirit as well, and that was enough for Markus. While traveling the world, he learned many self-sustainable skills such as: cooking, appraising, bartering and even natural herbal medicines to a certain extent.

The young traveler excelled as a fellow merchant to his father due to his trustworthy demeanor. He was very much your guy next door, as he wasn't outrageously outgoing and loud; nor uncomfortably quiet. He made quite a few friends and generally people would continue to purchase goods from him (although his father was viewed more as a scoundrel and relatively greedy). The common man effect he had seemed to make him likeable as other traveling merchants seemed very shifty.

Markus had no idea he even had Cosmo for the longest time. His very own clothstone was given to him when he was trading some sand roses he excavated in the desert with a local vendor in a large desert city his father called "The trading hub" due to all sorts of people coming and going. He held onto the oddly shaped green jewel as a luck charm for quite some time. It was while taking a brief rest while passing through the mountains, Markus was dozing off when a rock slide occurred. Although it seemed to be just natural happens chance, Markus felt that he caused it. These sorts of things would happen whether it was sand in the desert, or small tremors; Markus unconditionally thought he was the cause of these phenomenon’s.

Eventually, Markus realized he needed to make his own journey as opposed to accompany his father on his. He figured that is the only way he will even attempt to figure out why strange things happen around him. He packed up and left his father one morning and wandered. He spent quite some time doing this until his journey lead him to the sanctuary. Through this discovery, he found teachers and peers that could help him control what he learnt to be his Earth Cosmo.
His Cosmo feels very natural and quiet, like the sands of the desert. However; when he does use his Cosmo for combat, it is similar to an earthquake. It's aggressive and powerful without warning, and calms down instantly after its seismicity is over. Although not as experienced with his Cosmo as most of the other bronze saints; he desires the title hoping it will bring him more adventure.


Special Techniques:

Tremor Shield: Can move the ground to act as a shield-like wall to block attacks.

Canis Sandstrom: Creates many orbs of sand-like Cosmo. They levitate around the target and can all launch at once, or separately.

Seismic Strike: Concentrates all his cosmo into a single punch into the ground and attacks the enemy from beneath them with the earth erupting below them.



Could probably use another good technique, but my brains mush right now.....How's this though?
 

Ziginz Zegell

No Fear, No Pain.
Name:Sigurd Star

Age:27

Designation:Southern Cross Silver Saint

Element:Light

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Story: To say Sigurd’s early life was a little rough is to say hump back whales are only kind of big. His father was a drunk, his mother was a pill head, and his older brother was one of the biggest drug runners in his home town. Sigurd himself could have easily fallen into the same path, yet he was more defiant then that and choose to follow his own way. Most kids rebel against their parents by doing the wrong thing, Sigurd rebelled by doing things right. Volunteering for charity work, tutoring other students, even taking a job at the local market to help provide for his delinquent family; these were just a few things Sigurd was involved in. One event, however, threatened to destroy all the good he had done, and would leave Sigurd questioning everything he stood for. Sigurd’s older brother, Omar tried to convince him to take a package to a local dope house. Sigurd knew what the package probably was and refused to even touch it. Omar punched him, called him useless, and left to do the deed himself. That night, the meth lab where his brother was delivering the package was raided by the authorities and exploded in the ensuing fire fight. Omar was killed in the event and Sigurd blamed himself for the death, as did his father and mother. Things only grew worse from there as his father was arrested only a day after the explosion for his part in not only Omar’s trafficking, but over a dozen other criminal activities and a murder charge. His mother over dosed on a cocktail of pills less then a day later leaving Sigurd alone at only thirteen.

He blamed himself like any young man with a good heart would. In his mind, if he had been the one to go that night then Omar would be alive, and his family wouldn’t have fallen apart. He started to loathe himself and everything he had done up until that point. He didn’t want to do anything; he just wanted to waste away.

“It isn’t your fault son, they chose their path, and now you have to choose your own. Will you fall as they have and forsake all the good you have done, or will you rise and continue the good work? I know it feels as if your deeds have brought you only pain, but I promise you this; your stars have only just begun to shine.”

The words were spoken by a stranger who had come only a day after Sigurd had lost everything. At first glance the mountain of a man looked rough and tumble with his unshaven beard and shaggy hair, but his words were kind and full of wisdom. The man called himself Jacob claimed to be from a school where young men and women were trained to protect the innocent and right wrongs throughout the world. Jacob himself was one of these servants of God, called a saint. While Jacob did not believe that Athena, the patron of most saints, was a god herself, he believed that she could be trusted and that the Saints were a group devoted to upholding valor and virtue. Something about the way Jacob spoke of these saints and fighting for the cause of good and justice brought a glimmer of hope back to Sigurd’s heart. When the burly man told the young and lonely boy that he might have the potential and strength of character to become a saint himself, Sigurd almost cried and agreed to travel with the man to the place called Palaestra.

As the two traveled together toward Palaestra, Jacob began training Sigurd in the basics of combat and cosmo. The experienced saint was pleased to see Sigurd quickly grasp the basic techniques, though it took him a good while before he could manifest his cosmo. When the young man did finally manifest the sacred power, Jacob was surprised by the result: Sigurd was a Light Adept. When the duo first arrived at Palaestra, the principal of the facility saw no reason to allow Sigurd entry, especially not if he had been trained by Jacob who was considered an outcast among his fellow saints. Jacob shrugged off the indirect and muddled insults he received with a jolly smile and a bet that Sigurd could beat any bronze saint they threw at him, cloth or not. Insulted by the bet, the principal agreed and threw his best student at Sigurd; Curtis the Orion Saint. Curtis was a strong fighter, but was also very full of himself and didn’t mind playing dirty to win. Sigurd, having had little training and only minor understanding of cosmo, was swiftly beaten down by Curtis, much to the chagrin of the other students and teachers. Yet, even though he was beaten and bruised, Sigurd kept getting back up. This frustrated both the principal and his prize pupil to no end and Curtis continued beating on the younger man. Down he went only to stumble back to his feet time and time again.

“Stay down you little worm before you get killed! I’m warning you I won’t-“ When Sigurd looked up at his foe, all present saw a set of eyes that awe struck some and terrified others. Those blood shot eyes filled with determination and defiance spoke volumes about the young warrior. “I won’t loose to a man like you…and I won’t become like you. I will be a saint, but more then that I will be a good man!” Something inside Curtis told him to crush the boy their and then, and so he prepared one of his special techniques that would almost assuredly disable Sigurd if it didn’t kill him. Some of the other saints present thought to step in, but before they could something unprecedented occurred. Just as Curtis launched his attack, his cloth left him and flew to the aid of Sigurd, shrouding the young man in its power. With a flurry of punches, Sigurd, unaware that he was even wearing the Orion Cloth, struck down his foe’s attack and then knocked Curtis unconscious with a solid gut check that sent the fool flying. The principal was dumbfounded and could find no words in reaction to what had just occurred. The other saints present did not have such a hard time expressing their feelings and let out a cheer that thunder all the way to sanctuary. In less then two hours or arriving at Palaestra, Sigurd had become a bronze saint.

Training at the saint’s academy was a good time in Sigurd’s life as he made many friends and learned much of the heroic past of his predecessors. He was, however, often labeled a “cloth thief” by some more experienced students who couldn’t believe a cloth would abandon its wearer mid battle to choose a nobody with mediocre talent. Sigurd ignored these individuals though which only frustrated them further, and, on rare occasion, resulted in him being ambushed by his own “comrades”. This only furthered his reputation, however, as he was able to defeat many of these attacks with his ever improving skills. After quelling an uprising in the Middle East, which was instigated by a servant of Mars, Sigurd was recognized by the Southern Cross constellation as worthy of its power at the age of eighteen. His new cloth suited him well as it granted Sigurd further control over his Light cosmo, and had a simple “feel” to it that he was very comfortable with. Since becoming a silver saint, Sigurd has spent time both traveling the world as a wandering saint, and teaching new saints at Palaestra. While he may not be the strongest of the saints, Sigurd’s determination and strong sense of justice have proven time and time again that strength is only one factor in earning victory. What is just as important is standing by ones believes, and doing the right thing in the face of adversity.

Notes: Sigurd’s cosmo is the exemplar of determination and conviction as he has chosen to stand up for his ideals even in the face of adversity. There are many who see him as a noble warrior standing up for justice, while others view him with contempt for being “high and mighty”. The latter of which are often either corrupt individuals who are unwilling to admit their wrong doings, or those who feel no man has the right to determine what is right or wrong. Sigurd admits his views on right and wrong may not match up with everyone else’s, but all he can do is live by his own ideals. His cosmo reflects this by being soft and gentle in some occurrences only to transform into a righteous blade in others.

Special Techniques:

Beowulf: Wraping his body in light cosmo, Sigurd is able to travel a given distance at near light speed, or achieve higher levels of strength then what is normally possible through simply burning cosmo. The greater the distance traveled, however, the greater the amount of cosmo needed. The technique can also put a great strain on Sigurd’s body and the Southern Cross Cloth due to the kinetic force placed upon both while traveling at such high speed. Inversely the technique can be used to increase Sigurd’s strength to as much as triple normal. This also places a strain on his body as he is basically overexerting normal human limits, even for a saint.


Cross Star: Creates many cross shaped throwing knives in Sigurd’s hands which he can throw or used as a limited, close range weapons. He can modify these into a more shuriken like shape should the need arise.

Saber Shine:The physical manifestation of Sigurd’s cosmo, the shine saber is a semi-solid blade of light cosmo with various uses. The blade is “forged” with a set amount of self sustaining cosmo which can even stay solid for a set amount of time after leaving Sigurd’s hand. While Sigurd often fights unarmed, he can easily create these swords on the fly to increase his range or change tactics. The swords can also be infused with further cosmo to increase their size, or focused to increase cutting power, though both require concentration on Sigurd’s part. Many techniques can be executed using the blades, though most expend the current saber in the process.

---Gram: Amplifies that Saber Shine by focusing cosmo to sharpen the blade. This usually lasts for up to three slashes which are capable of cutting through steel.

---Caladbolg: Sends a concentrated, crescent shaped wave at the target that cuts down one, or a number of enemies depending on how much cosmo was used to forge the saber.

---Dyrnwyn: Releases a massive amount of cosmo through the blade to create thrust. This sends Sigurd flying forward and increases the power behind his sword slashes. In his own words Sigurd has compared the technique to a rocket shaped like a sword. This move requires a constant feed of cosmo from Sigurd and can drain him rather quickly if he isn’t careful.

---Fragarch: “Shatters” a saber into four separate blades that fire at one or many targets in front of him. Sigurd can guide these swords with his cosmo at up to thirty feet away and the blade themselves can fly tru for up to sixty feet away. More blades can be created by this technique depending on how much cosmo is used in the creation of the blade.

---Naegling: Charges a saber with cosmo in a similar manner to the Beowulf technique and throws it at high speed toward the opponent. The speed of the attack is enough to create a small sonic boom making it easier for foes in the know to dodge or guard against it from a distance.

---Durandal: The ultimate Saber Shine technique that creates a focused saber that cuts through an opponent’s cosmo with over one hundred high speed slashes. The technique can defeat most silver saints easily, but puts a heavy strain on Sigurd’s body and cosmo.


Baldr: Sigurd’s end all technique that functions in a manner similar to Beowulf, but to a more dangerous degree. By burning all his cosmo at once, Sigurd enters into a state where all his physical abilities are amplified tenfold and he can utilize his saber shines to even greater levels. In this state he can ignore pain and injury, and his wounds are mended with light cosmo, even replacing lost limbs of organs with light based constructs. However, this state only lasts for a minute after which time Sigurd will take the full front of his injuries on top of the immense strain the technique puts on his body and mind. There is an 80% chance of Sigurd loosing his life after using the maneuver which is increased by whatever injuries he took while using it. What worse, his mind becomes so focused on defeating the foe before him that he may loose control and end up harming civilians or causing massive collateral damage. To say the least, it is not a technique he would use lightly.
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Guardian07

Disappear into light!!
Really nice Dynamic we have going right now.

Julian: Jaded and Uniterested, yet trying to find a cause that is his own.

Serenity: A kind, but strong willed soul who will do what she feels is the right thing.

Azure: A brooding man with a powerful conviction and furious dogma.

Roland: A warm hearted man with boundless hope and determination.

That was what I was going for, actually. I originally planned to make an altruistic character, but after looking at the other main Bronze Saints, I think having three(possibly more, seeing as there's two more slots) "pure good" heroes can be a bit redundant, so I went with a standoffish, questionable character. I do intend to have him change bit by bit as he learns the basic virtues and the "power of the will", and finds his own "justice".
 

Galaxian

Lurker
Name: Markus
Age: 18
Designation: Wolf Bronze Saint
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Pretty cool. Approved :thumbs:


Name:Sigurd Star

Age:27

Designation:Southern Cross Silver Saint

Element:Light

You're really enjoy this, aren't you? :anime:

Only one "good" Silver Saint spot left.

Approved


Should have a bio up tomorrow. Injury to my foot has me stuck (literally).

Cool. Once all the Bronze Saints are filled, we can start.
 

Ziginz Zegell

No Fear, No Pain.
Yes...Yes I am enjoying this. I usually do if it is somthing I can have alot of fun with. Now that I am all refreshed and getting over my headache (which I figure is from sleeping too long as has been the case lately) I will start working on Sigurd's sword techniques. I'm trying to make him into something like a Ninja-Knight so he uses alot of high speed maneuvers combined with powerful sword techniques. Got alot to work to do, especially if I intend to get my villian up before the night is over. Hmmm somehow I ended up with two male heroes and two female "villians". I always feel weird whent hat happens...
 

MagiPink

Princess of Equesteria
I was going to only have the one character, but I'll come up with a second one. I should have it up later once I've finished working on a post.
 

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