Landen
11-12-15, 03:06 AM
Landen Malanachi
Nickname/Alias: Malachai
Age: 23
Race: Chthonians
Chthonians are born from neutrality. Their life’s mission is to protect earth even with their last dying breath to ensure earth would never become the battlefield of or for supernatural entity's. Every one of his bloodline is soul bound to firmly keep a boundary line of neutrality on earth, a place of peace. Many of his race now banned to worlds unknown or locked up in a place only meant for horror novels. The last six remain children were cast throughout the multiverse.
Height: 6’2
Weight: 194
Occupation: Gambler
Personality
Landen is a happy go lucky gambling man. If a person were yell at him in their utter most serious voice he would still laugh. However, he should not be confused as a nice person or even “Evil”. Landen is just happens to be blunt, yes this trait is disliked by many and loved by few. Landen just speaks his mind in clam tone. To him nothing is serious tell it’s actually physical.
History
Landen’s life was like most, even as a child or well for children that got to see the world the bloody battle field that it is, nooo.(Who grows up with monsters?. A child born into the wrong family or that was how he seen. For him he was about the fun. Instead of learning the advance moves of awesome punches and kicks he was shooting combos in a billiards hall or landing that straight flush. This was what life was for him from time he would sneak into places with a fake ID. So at the “Tender Age?” of fifteen he took off in search of the rush. For years as a child clear tell he was in his early twenties he heard stories of his family from about these fictional powers and people of great strength. Yea he was in great shape as a teenager with strength and speed but in his mind so what? There was other people who were a little bit above average. He had thought he was normal. Little did he know his world as he seen was a fairy tale?
One night just like any other he left bar and was heading home on his his motorcycle a Rc51 Honda superbike when out of nowhere portal opened up under his feet the moment he stopped at his apartment. Landen woke up the next morning in the streets of Corone. Dazed and confused he started rummaging through his pockets for his smokes. The young male pulled out a Newport and lite a smoke. In his cigarette pack was a college ruled paper the said only one sentence “Dear Son, time for you to learn the hard way”.
-Part 1-
Corone for Landen was odd to say in the least. For many just like him the first few weeks was life changing. The ever present thought to get back home. He spent his day doing what he was meant to do. Landen found back alley taverns to gamble. Using the tables to his advantage. He was lucky that pool was the same from his world. Using his skills to live and eat. This way of life went on from there. Getting into brawls and hustling sailors, he even wondered early on if he should just become a pirate. But only time would tell...
Appearance
His attire and hair had messy written all over him. His black hair was close cut on the sides like a fade with the top faded into longer hair. The style of his party boy style hair suited him well. His eyes are light blue. He wore long sleeve button down. The colors of purple blue and white made him stand out, with a white tank top underneath. His pants was a pair of faded and wore in light colored blue jeans. His shoes were a pair of black and sliver Nikes.
The tattoos that cover his body clear picante his life's story. The tattoos on his right arm start at his wrist. A collage of pool balls from one to fifteen mixed with a long diamond in the center of the piece that flows up to his elbow. From his elbow to his should was a mix of cards and sizes of "Signs" that would pop up when someone won like "Lucky Seven". The really memorable tats being on his chest and stomach. starting from his right side of his rib cage. A cage made into a hang mans noose. The tattoo showing a guy beaten and broken. The guy hanging with a motorbike under him. The bike being shown as on the road that crashes into a wall. Although a person would have to look really closely in the picture to see the small pictures used to create the larger piece. All this of course Landen doesn't even used stand him self as he was not sober most of the times when had the work done.
Skills
Lucky Draw: From cards to billiards Landen has found he has a pretty favorable skill in nearly every game none to man commonly used to play for money.
Pool Shark: Out of any other gamblers game billiards pool is his best skill bar none. He could in alrights be a pro.
Golden Tongue: Being a person that plays for money, having a way with words is a most. Landen could talk a monk into buying naughty magazines.
Brawling: Landen has learned through the years to sling hands with best in bars. After hustling for so long learning to fight was a must.
Intermediate Weapon User: After finding the Monks spade he shortly after named Lenora he practiced with the lovely object for many many moons both sober and hungover. At night after all was said and done he would spend hours twirling the weapon learning make the object to some extant part of his body just like a arm or leg. He firmly knows and believes in his skill,but still knows he is far from mastery of this fighting style.
Abilities
Rack em Wille:
Landen learned by and off chance to recreate the tattoos from his body. The first was pool balls, he figured out that he could manipulate their size up to the point of a basketball. The weight of the pool ball chosen from numbers one through fifteen, max out at five pounds and has the strength of iron.
(Can be used three times per thread)
Fast Eddie:
Fire, yes Landen found a love with fire early on. He couldn’t explain how he can manipulate the element but the how or what doesn’t matter to him. Just like his first ability he can’t manipulate the flame past the point of a first degree burn or cause the fire ball to grow larger than a basketball.
(Can be used three times per thread)
Hangman’s Noose:
Like Landen’s first ability he can pull an object from his body from his tattoo. From his right side of his rib cage is a chain (Strength Iron). The tattoo can stretch while still grasping this weapon up to fifteen feet.
Equipment/Weapons
Pack of smokes x1
Silver Zippo x1
Lenora: Found behind a building by the docks of Corone. A monks spade that looks like it had been modified. The tip has a six inch long crescent moon dual sided blade. Each side of the blade his one inch ring in diameter and half and inch thick. These rings are only two inches apart. The pole portion of weapon is seven and a half foot long and has an one inch thickness. The tip unlike other monk spades is a spear head. There is a three inch long tip. The base of the spear head is only one and a half inches wide and gets small leading to the point. The part and most beautiful as expect of this weapon is the wire link that attaches to the crescent moon shaped blade. Although the wire only reaches out eight feet, Landen could swing his weapon like a fishing rode when he presses the release button in the center of the staff like weapon. (Weapon is made of iron)
Nickname/Alias: Malachai
Age: 23
Race: Chthonians
Chthonians are born from neutrality. Their life’s mission is to protect earth even with their last dying breath to ensure earth would never become the battlefield of or for supernatural entity's. Every one of his bloodline is soul bound to firmly keep a boundary line of neutrality on earth, a place of peace. Many of his race now banned to worlds unknown or locked up in a place only meant for horror novels. The last six remain children were cast throughout the multiverse.
Height: 6’2
Weight: 194
Occupation: Gambler
Personality
Landen is a happy go lucky gambling man. If a person were yell at him in their utter most serious voice he would still laugh. However, he should not be confused as a nice person or even “Evil”. Landen is just happens to be blunt, yes this trait is disliked by many and loved by few. Landen just speaks his mind in clam tone. To him nothing is serious tell it’s actually physical.
History
Landen’s life was like most, even as a child or well for children that got to see the world the bloody battle field that it is, nooo.(Who grows up with monsters?. A child born into the wrong family or that was how he seen. For him he was about the fun. Instead of learning the advance moves of awesome punches and kicks he was shooting combos in a billiards hall or landing that straight flush. This was what life was for him from time he would sneak into places with a fake ID. So at the “Tender Age?” of fifteen he took off in search of the rush. For years as a child clear tell he was in his early twenties he heard stories of his family from about these fictional powers and people of great strength. Yea he was in great shape as a teenager with strength and speed but in his mind so what? There was other people who were a little bit above average. He had thought he was normal. Little did he know his world as he seen was a fairy tale?
One night just like any other he left bar and was heading home on his his motorcycle a Rc51 Honda superbike when out of nowhere portal opened up under his feet the moment he stopped at his apartment. Landen woke up the next morning in the streets of Corone. Dazed and confused he started rummaging through his pockets for his smokes. The young male pulled out a Newport and lite a smoke. In his cigarette pack was a college ruled paper the said only one sentence “Dear Son, time for you to learn the hard way”.
-Part 1-
Corone for Landen was odd to say in the least. For many just like him the first few weeks was life changing. The ever present thought to get back home. He spent his day doing what he was meant to do. Landen found back alley taverns to gamble. Using the tables to his advantage. He was lucky that pool was the same from his world. Using his skills to live and eat. This way of life went on from there. Getting into brawls and hustling sailors, he even wondered early on if he should just become a pirate. But only time would tell...
Appearance
His attire and hair had messy written all over him. His black hair was close cut on the sides like a fade with the top faded into longer hair. The style of his party boy style hair suited him well. His eyes are light blue. He wore long sleeve button down. The colors of purple blue and white made him stand out, with a white tank top underneath. His pants was a pair of faded and wore in light colored blue jeans. His shoes were a pair of black and sliver Nikes.
The tattoos that cover his body clear picante his life's story. The tattoos on his right arm start at his wrist. A collage of pool balls from one to fifteen mixed with a long diamond in the center of the piece that flows up to his elbow. From his elbow to his should was a mix of cards and sizes of "Signs" that would pop up when someone won like "Lucky Seven". The really memorable tats being on his chest and stomach. starting from his right side of his rib cage. A cage made into a hang mans noose. The tattoo showing a guy beaten and broken. The guy hanging with a motorbike under him. The bike being shown as on the road that crashes into a wall. Although a person would have to look really closely in the picture to see the small pictures used to create the larger piece. All this of course Landen doesn't even used stand him self as he was not sober most of the times when had the work done.
Skills
Lucky Draw: From cards to billiards Landen has found he has a pretty favorable skill in nearly every game none to man commonly used to play for money.
Pool Shark: Out of any other gamblers game billiards pool is his best skill bar none. He could in alrights be a pro.
Golden Tongue: Being a person that plays for money, having a way with words is a most. Landen could talk a monk into buying naughty magazines.
Brawling: Landen has learned through the years to sling hands with best in bars. After hustling for so long learning to fight was a must.
Intermediate Weapon User: After finding the Monks spade he shortly after named Lenora he practiced with the lovely object for many many moons both sober and hungover. At night after all was said and done he would spend hours twirling the weapon learning make the object to some extant part of his body just like a arm or leg. He firmly knows and believes in his skill,but still knows he is far from mastery of this fighting style.
Abilities
Rack em Wille:
Landen learned by and off chance to recreate the tattoos from his body. The first was pool balls, he figured out that he could manipulate their size up to the point of a basketball. The weight of the pool ball chosen from numbers one through fifteen, max out at five pounds and has the strength of iron.
(Can be used three times per thread)
Fast Eddie:
Fire, yes Landen found a love with fire early on. He couldn’t explain how he can manipulate the element but the how or what doesn’t matter to him. Just like his first ability he can’t manipulate the flame past the point of a first degree burn or cause the fire ball to grow larger than a basketball.
(Can be used three times per thread)
Hangman’s Noose:
Like Landen’s first ability he can pull an object from his body from his tattoo. From his right side of his rib cage is a chain (Strength Iron). The tattoo can stretch while still grasping this weapon up to fifteen feet.
Equipment/Weapons
Pack of smokes x1
Silver Zippo x1
Lenora: Found behind a building by the docks of Corone. A monks spade that looks like it had been modified. The tip has a six inch long crescent moon dual sided blade. Each side of the blade his one inch ring in diameter and half and inch thick. These rings are only two inches apart. The pole portion of weapon is seven and a half foot long and has an one inch thickness. The tip unlike other monk spades is a spear head. There is a three inch long tip. The base of the spear head is only one and a half inches wide and gets small leading to the point. The part and most beautiful as expect of this weapon is the wire link that attaches to the crescent moon shaped blade. Although the wire only reaches out eight feet, Landen could swing his weapon like a fishing rode when he presses the release button in the center of the staff like weapon. (Weapon is made of iron)