Full Name: Dracustos Amitola Achak ("Amitola" Native American for "Rainbow, "Achak" Native American for "Spirit")
Nicknames: Draco, Drac
Relationship: Engaged to Samantha (see Residents of Rejection)
Spoiler for Powers/Abilities:Show-Fire
Dracustos can "breathe" fire like a dragon, as well as create and manipulate it like a mutherfucking firebender from Avatar. He can also change the nature of the fire to suit certain situations, indicated by certain colors.
--Blue Fire: Burns in/on water
--Black Fire: Can burn without oxygen
--Brown Fire: Can burn on earth and stone
--Light Blue/White Fire: Super-heated; can melt most metals
-Heightened Attributes
Dracustos is faster, stronger, and more agile than the average human. His senses are also heightened, and has a sixth sense of detection. This sixth sense is weak with humans, but gets stronger around people with unnatural abilities and non-humans. He's a fast healer; small cuts can heal within minutes, and he's capable of regenerating lost limbs. He's highly immune to most natural venoms and poisons, but there is a limit to his resistance.
-Telepathy
Inherited from his father, this allows him to talk to people in private and over long distances. He can choose who can and cannot hear it.
-Teleportation
This ability is a mutation and comes from the red crystal in his skull. This crystal is actually more of a "teleportation organ", as it it made up of crystallized cells. This makes it not only durable, but it's capable of regenerating if cracked or shattered, but it also takes a long time to heal.
-Rage State
In this form Draco's stats are nearly doubled.
- Berserker
In this form Irascor is usually in control. The heat of his fires increase greatly as does his strength, and his body temperature rises to the point anything is scorched by his touch. Irascor is also capable of using magic, and through him Dracustos is as well.
Spoiler for Weapons:ShowThe halfbreed's expertise lies in medieval weapons. His signature weapon is a pair of swords with golden blades and light blue and black hilts, similar to FLLFFL's in shape. These can combine in two ways; along the long edge of the blades to form a sort of broadsword, and at the end of the hilts to make a dual-sided weapon. They are sharp enough to cut through most material. He does not use weapons against an unarmed opponent.
Spoiler for Swords' History:ShowThese swords are older than Draco, being around since medieval times. They were forged by one of the greatest blacksmiths, and enchanted by a sorcerer for eternal sharpness and the ability to fuse into one weapon. For a time they belonged to a great warrior who served a king, until he eventually fell in battle and his swords were never recovered. After a few years a hunter scavenged them from the battlefield. He found they were sharp enough to easily cut through dragons' hides, and much dragon blood was spilled over the next few years. When the hunter finally retired, he passed the swords to his son, and they eventually became a family heirloom, passed from generation to generation. They eventually came into the hands of the leader of The Tribe, and after his defeat the townspeople gave them to Dracustos as a gift of gratitude. He can sense that the blades were dragon killers every time he's near them, but he uses them anyways so they'll have a good reputation when he's gone.
He has been known to bite or scratch when his instincts kick in, or when he needs to. He may use his teeth and claws more often in Feral State, along with his horns.
Spoiler for Weakness:Show-Although tough enough to deflect low-speed projectiles (such as a thrown rock), sharp objects can easily slip between his scales or even go through them. This is a larger problem for his underside, as severe wounds to the chest can take him down easily.
Spoiler for Torso Anatomy Details:Show-His heart is set deeper and lower in his chest but is larger, along with his lungs. He has two sets of pectoral muscles, the secondary belonging to his wings. If you were to drive a blade through the center of these two sets, you'd have a high chance of hitting his heart if you get through the sternum. He also has a separate set of shoulder blades for his wings.
-If the crystal in his skull is damaged, he cannot teleport properly (meaning he'll end up where he doesn't mean to) or even not at all. Teleporting also takes much energy. The further the distance, the more energy it takes. Transporting inanimate objects doesn't take as much, so he mainly uses it to retrieve his weapons. He can only teleport objects to and from him, not from one spot to another. He can teleport people, but only if he's in physical contact with them.
-He can only breathe his white fire in short bursts. Even though the coating of his throat and mouth can handle the other flames just fine, it gets worn down quicker with the super-heated fire, causing it to burn those areas should it be used too much.
-Draco's ability to breathe, create, and manipulate fire comes from something known among dragons as the Heartfire. It's the source of dragons' breath, and the life-giving force that some dragons can share with someone of their choosing. It is what sustains them, and if it is somehow taken from Draco (the only known way is through pyrokinenis), he will not only lose his fire abilities, he will also die within days. If it is only partially taken, it will weaken his fire abilities. The Heartfire will strengthen the fire abilities of whomever takes it, as well as give them more control over fire.
-Though hard to flare up, his anger can lead him into a bad spot. Not only would it cloud his judgement, but it makes it easier for Irascor to take over.
-His Rage State can also be a problem. Because this power is drawn from Irascor, he may become overly aggressive. This can eventually lead to Draco zoning out to clear his mind, leaving him open to attack.
-Due to the danger Irascor poses to others, Dracustos has become hesitant in using Rage State, even if it is needed. He has also gained a fear of losing control and hurting those close to him.
-He doesn't get tired easily, but once he does his movements are slowed and continue to slow as he becomes more fatigued.
-Though very resistant to temperature changes, the cold makes him sluggish. Given his reptilian nature, his body prefers heat, causing him to be more susceptible to extreme cold. He is more resistant to extreme heat, but it can also become a problem, as Dracustos has no sweat glands and therefore cannot cool himself.
-When willingly letting Irascor take control, Dracustos is aware of what is happening, even though he is not in control. He can, however, resist an action Irascor may do, usually resulting in a mental battle for power. This leaves him open for attack. Harsh blows to the head can cause a sudden change into Berserker, in which case Draco has no control whatsoever and will remember nothing. He will oftentimes pass out when this form recedes.
-Irascor tends to remain silent, but every now and then he likes to give his two cents. As you can imagine, a voice in your head can be very distracting during battle.
- Dracustos is not fireproof on the inside. This limits the use of Berserker, as the extremely high body temperature will begin to damage him internally. It also makes him susceptible to dehydration.
- If Irascor is somehow nullified, it will take away Draco's ability to use either form.
- Irascor's magic ability has been weakened greatly in his current form. It is limited to Rune Magic, meaning some sort of runic language (usually Anglo Saxon) is required for it to work. Most of the time the runes have to be written, carved, or burned onto an object or around an area to activate its effect. Some Rune Magic has an area of effect in which it doesn't have to be on a specific object or in a specific area to be effective, but it does have a limited range.
- Due to the sensitivity of his ears, it is possible to trigger a sensory overload. This will result in one of two things: either Draco will simply pass out, or one of his forms will be triggered and he will have no control over himself, essentially "going wild". Such a sound tends to be out of range of human hearing.
Spoiler for Story:ShowDracustos is a 25-year-old Draconian, meaning he is half human, half dragon. As a child he lived with his human mother, Leia, in a house a few miles from a small town named Rejection. He never went into the town himself, but he would receive visits from the residents. During this time he saw his dragon father Caesitus often, as he was the one who taught Dracustos how to control and use his powers. But one day, without explanation, his father vanished. In his teens Dracustos began training himself to fight out of pure boredom. At age 16 his mother died of an unknown illness. Her funeral was when his father returned, and he continues to occasionally visit his son. Because he had nowhere else to go, Dracustos remained in his mother's house. When he turned 20, he ventured into Rejection. It was a nice town, but it had one problem; it was overrun by a gang called The Tribe. Dracustos got into a fight with them, and essentially saved the town. From then on he has been praised as a hero in Rejection. But since then, nothing has really happened that required his attention, so he joined the RHG to prevent himself from getting lazy.
Spoiler for Residents of Rejection:ShowAt least, the ones Dracustos interacts with most. Feel free to use them as NPCs but please be gentle.
Caesitus - Draco's father. Large enough to bite a man in half, powerful magic-wielder. Has the rare ability among Fire Dragons to breathe ice as well as fire. Around 730 years old. Though he technically does not live in the town itself, he is still considered one of them; the town is part of his territory. In a way he is a halfbreed himself; part Draco flameus (Fire Dragon), part Draco orientalis (Asian Lung). This gives him the armor of a Western, but the elegance of an Eastern. He typically walks on all fours and sports a pair of large, narrow wings. His body is a noodle (serpentine) with three rows of waving spines. Three pairs of inward-curving horns decorate his head like a crown, and his nose bears a single horn. Behind his nostrils are "whiskers" associated with Orientals. Eyes are crystal blue, body is warmly colored with touches of black. His underbelly turns an icy white and pale blue when using his ice breath.
Using transformation magics, Caesitus is able to disguise himself as human. Though he could choose any appearance, he typically has the same look; short to mid-range shaggy hair colored like fire, jeans or cargo pants, plain-colored T (usually white), and a brown or black trench coat or duster. Stands at around 6'. Eyes remain blue.
Because he and Dracustos are related, they share a weak Bond with each other. Caesitus can sense any strong emotions his son may feel, as well as the strength of his lifeforce, and also has somewhat of a homing ability on Dracustos.
Sketchy Visual Reference
Iroh Chang Lee - Everyone's Chinese grandfather, village elder. Stands at around 5' 3", has that classic thin, white mustache and beard of the "old-but-bad-ass" sensei. Tea is a passion of his, as well as cooking. He owns a diner called The White Lotus. The tables and chairs of said diner are decorated with kirin and oriental dragons, and an occasional painting hangs on the wall opposite the windowed side. In the back is a fountain of the four Chinese Dragon Kings; a legend Iroh will gladly tell. Next to the diner is a dojo he also owns, and has classes on weekends. He may be old, but he can still kick some ass. One of Draco's closest friends.
Rachel Ray Blakely - Widowed due to The Tribe. Average height and muscle build, but stronger than she looks. Hair runs past her shoulders and is a deep red, and her eyes are green. She works as a nurse in Rejection's small hospital, Twin Snakes. She has a 7-year-old son named Drake. Drake is an energetic ball of happy and he loves animals. He often sees Draco as a father figure and usually refers to him as "Mr. Draco". His hair is brown and eyes green; looks a lot like his dad. Sometimes Dracustos babysits him.
Finn Cedric O'Connor - Local Irishman, loves a good pint. Brown hair, blue eyes, lean build, stands at about 5' 6". He has a bit of experience with mythical beings himself, though he was very young at the time. His mother, Erica, moved to America after losing her husband to the Hallow while trying to protect their son. Finn took up his father's work as a mycologist (studies fungi), and Erica works at the herb shop Draco's mother used to own.
Samantha Lee Duca - An extreme tomboy of a 23-year-old, usually goes by Sam. She's small-breasted and has the build of a female MMA fighter. But while being a tough cookie, she's also a smart one and knows when to pick her battles. Her hair is dark brown and barely goes past her chin, and her eyes are green. Stands at 5' 10". She usually works at the herb shop, but occasionally she'll take up work at the Lotus. Has a bit of a crush on Dracustos.
Bruce Alexander Wayne - Former Tribe member. He ran from home as a youngster, and having nowhere else to go he joined the gang's ranks. He spent a couple years in Juvi before being released on good behavior, and now spends his life trying to make amends for what The Tribe has done, though he himself didn't really do much in terms of hurting people. He's one of the youngest in Rejection's police force.
Spoiler for Irascor, the Dragon of Wrath:ShowLong ago, there was a dragon known for his wrath. But he was not a destructive being as one might think. He was a gentle soul, befriending many who crossed paths with the beast. Many consisted of villagers who lived nearby his lair.
The king of this land was a gracious one, kind and giving, but firm when the need came. He soon caught wind of the beast, and so decided to meet him.
The man and the dragon became close friends. The creature would protect the kingdom, even fighting in wars for the king, but he asked for nothing in return except the man’s companionship. The king, of course, could not let such selfless deeds go unrewarded. He gave gifts of gold and precious jewels to the dragon after each deed.
One day, a stranger came into the kingdom. He despised dragons, and so sought to rid the land of the beast. He whispered poisoned words to the people and worked his way to the king, poisoning his mind with false claims of the beast. Eventually, the gracious ruler declared war upon the dragon.
It was late in the evening. The king had invited the dragon to his courtyard. The beast gladly accepted, but little did he know it was a trap. He was attacked by the knights he once fought alongside. Badly injured, he fled to his lair, where his confusion over the betrayal drove him mad. The flames of his wrath burned his scales black, leaving his mark and eyes to glow like fire.
When the king and his men reached the lair, they were met by a beast filled with rage and hatred. Its flames consumed them, teeth and claws ripped them apart. The stranger managed to fatally wound the dragon, but he too was slain by his talons.
The dragon’s spirit never found rest. It lay dormant with its body that would never move again in a dark, cold cavern. Until the day the old lair was discovered by a woman, followed by a dragon companion whom was overly concerned for her safety... because she was with child...
Spoiler for Personality:ShowDracustos was taught the Knight's Old Code by his father, and is often described as "being too nice". He typically starts off as shy, but as one gets to know him they'll find he's a playful dork and highly protective of his allies. He has average - if not slightly above - intelligence, and has a vast knowledge of herbal medicines and crystal healing. He can sometimes be a bit snarky during battle, and almost always manages to make some sort of joke or humorous comment. He was raised being taught that all life is precious, and so does not take one unless absolutely necessary.
Spoiler for Irascor:ShowSince meeting a samurai by the name of Oni, Irascor has seen that he has strayed from the Old Code. While his temperament has settled down, he still does not trust humans and can still be overly aggressive. However, he tries to avoid harming children and women; he's not above fighting females if challenged. Despite his mistrusts and anger towards Man, he can be reasoned with. He doesn't want to admit it, but he's gained a liking to Rejection.
Spoiler for Appearance:ShowDracustos is 8' tall (mostly caused by his legs) and basically looks like an anthro dragon. He has blue scaly skin, wings (before you ask, yes he can fly with these), and a tail (which is about twice as long as he is tall), as well as claws and sharp teeth. His ears are webbed and capable of moving in various directions like a cat's, and his face is a bit elongated, giving him a short snout. He has digitigrade legs (stands on his toes) and long arms that allow him to run on all fours. He has four fingers on each hand and four toes on each birdlike foot. There is a spike on each elbow and heel. His eyes are aqua green and his pupil is a darker shade of the iris and ovular. On his forehead is a red diamond-shaped crystal that's embedded in his skull. Black patterns now decorate parts of his body, resembling a ring with a point on one side and a dot in the center of the ring.
His build is thin but lean, as he is built more for speed than strength.
In his Rage State, he has two waving horns on the top of his head and spines along his head, back, and most of his tail. The aqua green of his iris spreads across his entire eye and his pupils change to black reptilian slits. The black markings glow like embers.
When in Berserker, his body turns black while his patterns remain glowing. Two more sets of horns grow from his head, and his eyes turn to a fiery orange. If Irascor is in control, there are no visible pupils; if Draco is in control, the reptilian pupils remain. Irascor also tends to walk on all fours. His claws, horns, and spikes glow like hot metal.
Unless it's really cold outside, he normally doesn't wear any clothing, as he has no real need to cover himself. The most he'll wear is a cloak or something similar to traditional samurai clothing.Spoiler for Visual Ref:Show
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Dracustos strolled into the Polymatter Arena, equipped with his swords. He sniffed, detecting the scent of the Fixer. The man’s voice came over the intercom.
“Hey Draco, what took you so long?” he asked sarcastically. The halfbreed looked up to the control booth.
“If you’ve been waiting, it’s your fault for being early.”
“Alright smart one. How do you want this set up?”
“Surprise me.” After a minute the grid lit up and a grey fluid oozed from the floor. It rose up to form randomly placed white walls of varying heights and lengths, but across the way it formed something else. Two humanoid shapes, one about as tall as the halfbreed while the other was noticeably shorter, perhaps 5’ 4”. The figured solidified and fleshed themselves out into cybernetic figures, the short one being red and the other black. Dracustos tilted his head.
“They can make robots with that stuff?”
“Yeah, this tech is pretty advanced,” Altaer answered. “Guess they figured making them out of the Grey Matter would be easier than repairing them after they got smashed. You should see the weapons.” The artificial sparring partners activated, indicated by white lights in the “face”. The black one reached behind and drew a long segmented blade. Dracustos recognised it as a whip sword. The other possessed a pair of pistols, but they seemed more sleek and futuristic.
He just had to throw some of himself in there, didn’t he? Dracustos thought, rolling his eyes as he pulled a sword from its sheath.
Red brought up the guns and popped off a few shots - concentrated energy instead of bullets - as Black charged forward and swung the sword out into its whip form. The halfbreed rolled out of the way of the shots and came back up to swing at the sharp whip that came at him. It bounced off his sword, and as it came back around for another strike electricity began to arc between the metal segments. Dracustos ducked under the voltic whip, blocked a shot from the guns, ducked again. He drew his other sword and chucked it at Black. The robot bent out of the way, and the distraction was just long enough to let the Draconian close the distance between them. He summoned his sword back into his hand as the robot pulled the whip back into its sword form, and the blades sparked as they collided. He pushed the opposing blade away before kicking the artificial man. Hearing the gun, Dracustos jumped, and the energetic bullets struck Black. He bounced off a wall with a spin and threw his sword again. It hit its mark this time, going through Red’s head.
Dracustos suddenly felt a strange pain across his back, his nerves confused from his skin being cut and zapped and singed. He turned and found that his other sparring partner was still standing, sparks flying from one of the holes in its torso. It swung the whip out again, but struck nothing as the halfbreed vanished. He appeared behind Black and sliced the robot’s head off. Dracustos frowned as he sheathed his swords.
“Is that it? I was expecting more, since they’re made to be used by Gladiators.” Altaer laughed over the intercom.
“That was just the warm-up!” After a moment the Draconian noticed movement in his peripheral vision. He turned his head to see another android form from the Grey Matter, grey this time and seemingly unarmed. He took a stance to face it as it ran at him, then he noticed two more pairs of footsteps. One was very close.
Dracustos turned slightly and smacked the white figure back with a wing, sending it into a wall. The first one he had spotted reached him and threw a fist. The halfbreed stepped to the side to avoid it before grabbing its wrist and throwing it into the third figure - another black robot. The white one came at him again, and he noticed spiked brass knuckles on its hands as it tried to hit him. It was soon joined by the other two and they ended up surrounding the half-dragon, throwing punches and kicks in an attempt to bring the beast down. But despite his size, Dracustos was faster than they were and easily avoided and redirected attacks. The androids steadily began to look like they had tumbled down the side of a cliff as Dracustos landed his own blows, their casings becoming dented and cut.
One of them managed to land a hit. Dracustos turned and struck his opponent down, then realised it wasn’t one of the three he had been fighting. He glanced around. More of the cybernetic beings had been spawned.
He felt the spiked knuckles hit his hide, but there wasn’t enough force behind the blow to get it past his scales. Dracustos elbowed the figure in the head, his spike dealing a fatal blow that deactivated the robot. He ducked under the blow of another and gripped its ankle before swinging it into an oncoming android, sending them both flying. Seeing that a hoard of machines was coming for him, the Draconian flapped his wings and took to the air. He went straight up, then let himself fall back into the center of the mob, unleashing a massive wave of superheated fire. The attackers were thrown amok, and most of them became too damaged to function. Some managed to survive the flames, having taken cover behind whichever walls they could.
The survivors rushed him. Dracustos grabbed one and smashed it against another, then swiped at the next one, ripping its neck open. His tail sent another into a wall so hard the structure collapsed. As the halfbreed turned he felt something rip through his midsection, causing him to stagger. He laid eyes on what seemed to be the last robot, and it had decided to arm itself with one of the energy pistols. Dracustos began to make his way across the arena, breaking into a sprint. He ducked behind a short wall as more shots were taken, waited a moment, then vaulted over and continued to run. With no more walls nearby, a sword was drawn and used to block the energy bolts that came at him. The android tried to keep some distance between them, but backed itself into a wall. Dracustos threw his sword and it pinned its arm to the white surface. With a leap the halfbreed closed the distance between them, and he smashed the robot’s head against the wall.
An alarm sounded, signaling the end of the simulation, and Dracustos retrieved his sword to sheath it. The grid lit up and the mess of cybernetic bodies returned to the grey, liquidated form, along with the walls, and it all sank back into the floor. Dracustos heard a pair of footsteps behind him.
“Went a little overboard there, Al,” he said as he turned. Altaer rubbed the back of his head.
“Heh, maybe I did…” He gestured to the halfbreed’s wound. “Do I need to take you to the Clinic?”
“I think I’ll be fine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, I’m just going to be hurting for a while.” As if to prove Draco’s point, a wave of pain hit him, and he grunted in response. Altaer raised a skeptical brow.
“You should at least have David close it up.”
“Yeah, alright.” Dracustos began to walk out, the Fixer close behind. The man glanced back at the scorched floor, then quickened his pace to walk next to the halfbreed.
“Ya know, I’ve watched your other battles, and I’ve never seen you fight like that.”
“That’s because I hold back against people. Those weren’t people.”
Battles: 8
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Nhaleet - Win
Omega - Loss
Light - Win
Dr. David MacBeth - Loss
Zalgo - Win (after like five ties holy hell)
Abra - Win
Serra Pines - Win by forfeit
Oni - Win
Handyman - On hold?
Points: 6/0/2
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