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| The Falcon | Feb 28 2008, 05:08 PM Post #1 |
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This is Ghost Rider, he wants to send you to hell!
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Name: Cashmero Nagasaki Codename: Frostbite Age: looks 15 (In reality over 100) Side (Hero/Villain): Neutral Appearance: Cashmero has raven black hair and piercing blue eyes. Aside from wearing a black coat the Spada de Ghiaccio at his side. His skin is a tan color. He is somewhere between 5'7 and 5'9. Personality: Cashmero is a layabout good for nothing. He has no goals in life and rarely cares for anything, except his brother. Like polar opposites he tries to make himself different from his brother best as he can. Power(s) (If Any): Ice manipulation, (Freezing things, creating walls, forming snow from nothing, etc;) Enhanced Regeneration. Weakness: Fire Main Objective: No goals as of now. History: Cashmero is the brother of Rounin Nagasaki. The two of them were probably the best of friends, until war called. Cashmero was afraid of the call and ran away, his name being torn from the history of the family. He ran from his home and everything he knew was a far off dream now. He traveled far and wide over europe as a hitch hiker not knowing where to go from there. He was doing fine until a pack of wolves had attacked him, one by one they leapt and clawed at him biting with viscious fangs. There teeth ripping through his skin, and finally he shoved his hand out at a wolves mouth and it froze it in the entire inside. It gagged and choked till finally it died, startled the pack ran away and Cashmero looked at his hands sobbing. Over the years he had become as cold as ice (no pun intended) in personality, but the guilt of running from battle was not a feeling he could rid himself of, he hurried home and walked inside the familiar house. No one was home, he walked through and went to his old bedroom, countless toys scattered about, memories of his childhood. He went into his parents room and picked up a mirror that lay on one of the dressers when he looked in it wasnt himself that he saw "This isnt me..." he said to himself in a hushed tone. He stood and turned around to meet a face of a warrior. He took a step back and put his fists up, however the man simply pointed to a coloseum. Cashmero looked over and began to speak but saw that the man was gone. He found his way to the stadium and peered through the dark entrance. He could feel a soothing voice calling out to him "Mother?" he called out at the abyss. He heard no response and stepped inside. The man who had pointed to the colesum in the first place turned to Cashmero, he peeled off his face to reveal that he looked exactly like Cashmero. With a slight gasp the Nagasaki stepped backwards "Who are you?". Then chuckling the clone merely said "You..." He raised his arms and shot out three balls of solid ice, Cashmero spun around causing a tornado of chilling winds to cover him, whent he balls hit the strong winds they flew off in random directions crashing into the walls. "Your not strong enough to wield the blade, your a reject from your own family" the clone stated as he clenched an icicle in his hand, the tip shined in the sun's light. Cashmero looked away "I'm not fit to be in the family, but I reject them as well!" he yelled out jumping up, in mid air an icicle formed like a knife out of the palm of his hand, he shoved it deep in the clone's shoulder and blood poured out, it froze over, the blood trickling from the shoulder. "You are a reject of your family, your brother cannot even remember your name let alone your time spent together, how can you hold one of the blades you've yet to release your dragon!" he yelled back to Cashmero. He fired off three icicles, Cashmero caught off gaurd watched the cool ice rip through his jacket leaving a large gash on his right arm. He leapt back and then jumped in the air, as he hovered for a moment his eyes glowed with a blue brilliance and he shot hexagon shaped ice at the clone, he pushed the palm of his hand against the newly formed ice each smashing against the clone with a loud "CRACK" as the shards shattered. He fell to the ground on his knee and looked up, the clone broke into millions of pieces "The clone made a sculpture to take his place!" Cashmero said finally realizing the extent of his power. The clone was behind him "Good Job, you were able to face your past and yourself, your prize is the Spada De Ghiaccio" he said calmly. Cashmero fell back and looked up, he picked himself of quickly and dusted himself up, "What is that?" he asked. The clone revealed a blade to Cashmero and put it in his hand "It's a mystical blade The brother of your brothers on sword" he stated. Cashmero nodded "You take up the legacy now young Cashmero, seek out your brother and you shall be one." and with that the clone dissapeared. "No way in hell..." he said latching the sheath onto his belt, he looked back for a moment and then walked out of the stadium, destination? New York... |
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| Woshi | Feb 28 2008, 05:19 PM Post #2 |
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Yoshi!
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