Name: Torque Zalkin Riptide
Nickname: None yet
Age: 22 but appears 17 years old.
Gender: Male
Species: Prosaepian
Position: Neutral
Powers/Abilities/Techniques/Skills: Without his items, Torque has above average human attributes and almost K-9 senses. The only thing that makes him super special are the nanites in his body which harden in response to any physical trauma and heal damaged tissue. Unfortunately, these nanites are usually inactive, they only activate after vigorous exercise which increases body temperature to give them an optimum condition for activity.
Torque is also a master at CQC(Close Quarters Combat); he can Bruce Lee his way out of almost any brawl. But this proves to be almost useless against heartless or giant creatures. In addition to his elite CQC skills, Torque is knowledgeable on the art of swordplay and other close quarters combat but is no professional. In fact, he prefers to stick to his fists.
Limitations and Drawbacks: Although the increase in his body temperature activates the nanites, it also speeds up metabolism, which means he easily gets hungry after or during a battle. Not only hungry, but tired as well.
Weapon/Items: Having no super special powers or magic, Torque needs something to aid him in battle. So he wears a number of items to improve his attributes: three bracelets, two rings and one necklace to be specific. In addition he has 2x hi-Potion
- Bracelets: Torque wears three bracelets, all of which live on his right arm. One of them increases his agility, the other strength and the last his speed. The first and last bracelets compliment each other, enabling him to maneuver through both the landscape and battlefield, dodging 7 of 10 consecutive attacks at his best. However, he's not always as lucky. The second bracelet grants him just enough strength to crack concrete.
- Rings: One of Torque's rings adds to his strength while the other allows him to sense near by potential hostiles.
- Necklace:The necklace around his neck is his most prized possession as as it gives him great endurance. Enough to withstand a barrage of attacks but leave him barely standing.
- Syndicate: A hard substance approximately the size of a basketball. It can shape shift into almost any melee weapon but the bigger the weapon the less dense, the less dense, the weaker the weapon. Torque can control syndicate like second nature. He can make syndicate defy gravity, enabling him to control it as if he were blessed with telekinesis.
Picture: (See bottom of profile)
Appearance: Torque wears a dark brown sleeveless shirt which has no collar, accompanied by a crimson jacket detailed with black fiery flames. He even burnt the end of the jacket to add to his 'cool factor'. The jacket's sleeves stop just a little after his elbows as he usually folds them in order to show off his strength bracelets. Aside from the bracelets he wears other jewelry, most of which are the secret behind his strength. Torque has a big necklace around his neck which looks like the bottom rays of the sun.
On his hands rest gloves finger less gloves the same color as his jacket with two rings on his right hand's middle finger. The prosaepian wears grey jeans with black basketball sneakers.
His strength is in high contrast with his lean figure. Though he's not muscular he has an athletic figure which most girls would find 'hot'. Torque usually has a very confident expression on his face, believing he's the 'alpha male' where ever he goes. His deep blue confident eyes do nothing more but compliment this belief. Just like any other fantasy character, Torque has really spiky sandy brown hair which seems to always miraculously stay in shape even in the pouring rain like cloud's.
Personality: Torque often test's people when he first meets them to see what they have to offer and whether or not he can trust them. Although Torque may appear calm, collected and intelligent, he's not really like that on the inside. Sure he's tactful in battle but he's not when it comes to socializing with others and decision making.
He doesn't really know how to pick his friends. Ounce your friends with Torque, your friends forever. He's not the type to hold grudges or take revenge and will go through anything to help his friends. When the prosaepian sets his mind to something, he will do it. Until his last breath he will never ever give up. Changing his mind is practically impossible.
This guy's confidence is beyond compare, he thinks he can do anything, believing in himself just as much as he believes in others. Even though he doesn't seem to have any sense of appeal towards or opposition against girls, he would never fight or attack a girl. In a situation where one might harm him, he will defend himself but never attack.
The Prosaepian follows his instincts more than his logic. He'll also except most challenges without hesitation, regardless of the difficulty. Always confident, Torque may appear arrogant. Even in the worst of situations, there's no giving up for him. Torque is fearless but is claustrophobic.
While he wouldn't start fights, he would take deliberate pleasure in inflicting the most pain possible when facing his opponents, regularly resulting in cruel and unusual methods of punishment for his defeated enemies. He never really fights unless provoked. Ounce in a while though, when making friends he spars with them to test their strength. During fights, Torque often nam's his attacks and taunts his enemy.
Original World: Prosperous
Current World:History: Born on the first of may in more than just capable hands; Torque had been an unusual child: constantly crying, as if in pain 24/7, refusing to eat anything and rarely getting any sleep. The only thing he did agree to was a bath. His father was the
roi(king) of Prosperous- a world of mythical creatures and vast landscapes.
Zalkin had married 24 wives, none of them being Torque's mother. It might seem very immoral being married so many women at a time but Zalkin did this to unite all Prosaepians against the mythical creatures that threatened their species. In his own thought "there was no other way".
Torque grew up with the same facilities as any other child of his status did. Though he was never told who his mother was. They seldom told him he fell from the sky, which ironically, he still believes. He got along with most of his brothers, sisters and mothers. Behaving like the ideal son and brother. As tradition has it, princes are to be trained since birth as generals for to lead the army when they graduate from the academy which teaches all sorts of subjects ranging from sciences to languages to art to battle tactics and swordsmanship.
Excelling at almost everything, Torque made his father as proud as one can be. By the age of 14, he had already gaduated and became a general. Through the years he lost his unorthodox nature and grew up to be responsible and respectable, doing what's best for others and never thinking of himself. The kingdom loved him, they cherished him and praised him till his ears turned as pink as Barbie's latest sports car.
The day had arrived for Torque to lead a battalion against a horde or orks, trolls and other menacing creatures. He was givn syndicate as a graduation present and the bracelets he got on his way up the academy levels. The new general led the battalion into battle against unfavorable odds. The people feared for him but still had confidence he would succeed.
Torque was accompanied by one of his brother's whom he was very close to despite the fact that Torque is three years younger. They always practiced together and shared the same interests but very different in personalities. Like they say, opposites attract. Even though this was Torque's first time leading, it wasn't his first time in war let alone a battle. The enemy was overwhelming but the battle went better than expected when expecting. Out of 200 men and women only 10 were left sanding excluding Torque and his brother; out of 1000 hostiles none remained. All was as well as the end of such a fierce battle is to be when something started to glow brightly. It was an old shrine which had been abandoned for centuries. An eerie darkness started to seep out of it like how it does from a little boy's closet. It spread out slowly and out of curiosity, Torque's brother went near. The phenomena grabbed hold of Toqrque's companion, immobolizing him. Trying to save him, Torque pulled his long term friend which caused the dark omen to consume both of them. In a mere split second they disappeared into thin air, along with the shrine.
Eight years had passed since their disappearance. Surprisingly, nobody looked for them. All that love they showed Torque was clearly nothing but envy sheltered with hypocritical love and praise. The roi and his subjects continued life like nothing had happened.
On his 22nd Birthday, Torque returned to his father.
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