Name: Abra
Gender: Male
NEW= Abra is terminated.
of attack are playing cards and mid-range throwing. The cards can also become shields against any projectile but is weak against slashing attacks. He can turn them into swords. Beneath his mask is a portal so he has no face. From that portal he can summon any magician or circus character/prop of his choosing. He can fire two things from his mask, a storm of knives and fire. When comes close to losing(aka suffering severe wounds) he'll enter morphine state. During this state he feels no pain and exceeds his physical limits thanks to the massive release of dopamine and adrenaline caused by the morphine. This stage lasts up to 10 minutes. He uses only melee weapons, abandoning his card projectiles. He can mold his card swords into any blade he deems fit, as well as possessing the power to increase or decrease their size. He can also use any weapon that are used by his minions. He will still be able to spawn minions. He can teleport yards away from his position, but will remain in the same stance. So if lying on the floor, he’ll be in that stance when he warps.[/spoiler]
ago, but I’ve been neglecting, here’s his circus.
wo extra hands man. He's his partner through thick and thin so he doesn't share the portal with the rest of the troupe, instead he resides with Abra's shadow to be closer to hands. His shadow assistant, Marionette, is conjured from his shadows and is a 6' 4 armed black figure with no discernible features except for the Venetian plague doctor mask he wears on his face. In each hand is a control bar that has four strings. Marionette’s strings attach to any object that has two arms and legs, turning it into a puppet that is immortal unless its arms or legs are chopped off. He is also able to use any ability the object may have. Way too many puns but eehhh deal.[/spoiler]
l bear. He dawns on full body armor, having only need to run, fight, and stand. His armor is a midnight black.[/spoiler]
nd 13’ tall African bull (male) Elephant. With his crimson armor (legs, body, trunk, and head), the spikes on his tusks, and the razor wire that covers the gap, he weighs 7 tons.[/spoiler]
male white Siberian lion. He is usually summoned unhindered by armor, but when he is, it is a silver armor that protects his front half, the head and his front claws, the back is left free so that Xerxes could still bend and jump as if he had no armor. (The armor makes him 185 kg)[/spoiler]
She is a beautiful orange red color and she is 174 cm (5’9”) and weights at 117.9 kg. Her armor is golden and it too only encases her head and front claws, allowing her rear the flexibility it needs. (The armor makes her 124 kg)[/spoiler]
, and Tum Tum. The one met in the short story was the leader, Stefan, and he wields a scimitar. Isaac wields maces, Estaban uses armored legs and arms, and Tum Tum uses hatchets. (Despite his name, he isn’t fat, just has a funny name) They all look the same, and the only discernable factor is their weapon. They all have rainbow curly hair, a big red nose, white face paint with a smile face drawn on. Their uniform is a puffy polka dot shirt with a neck frock, along with baggy pants, and slightly large red dress shoes. (The big ones are hard to run in you see)[/spoiler]
merican man, his weapons range from great swords, battle axes, hammers, and large maces. His head and body is cleanly shaven. He only wears leather trousers and steel toe boots. His body is basically what you’d expect any body builder’s body to look like. Except his is more lithe, so the muscle isn’t just for show, he can wield the large weapons well.[/spoiler]
Clarence and Matthews. They carry around bottles and torches, and with a swig they can create a fire ball or just a blaze of fire. They only wear a tight fitting white T-shirt and black shorts with sandals.[/spoiler]
er is Matthews, and the brother of Matthews the fire breather is Clarence. They both wear simple dress attire, black pants, and white dress shirt. The only difference is that Clarence wears a vest. Their knives are basically all simple army and kitchen knives, but they do have close range weapons. For Matthews they’re shark fillets, and Clarence has a tomahawk.[/spoiler]
ana, who rides her horse, Sleipnir. Abra has used the horse twice. Diana uses a long sword, a simple two sided blade with a cross guard. There’s another horse rider, but I haven’t created him yet.[/spoiler]
hey don’t fight.[/spoiler]
l I know that there are three, two boys and one girl, and their weapons are claws like Valdo from SC.[/spoiler]
a found no need to create another one.[/spoiler]
All his troupe are immortal being that they’re supernatural beings who have been created through the magical potion Abra drank. If anyone dies, they simply dissipate and return back into the portal. The degree of how they were killed will influence how long it takes for Abra to be able to use them again though. They're immortal because they are bound to Abra by a contract, and the only thing that permanently kills them is killing the contract holder, who is that? Well Abra![/spoiler]
ly visible skin is the side of his face and neck. He has short smooth black hair and he wears a smiling mask. Thanks to the magic, he has no need to eat, but still does. The black part of his mask disappears when he wants to eat food, so the food is sucked through the portal. He wears a pure white suit with a red tie. His gloves and shoes are also stark white. He occasionally plays with a top hat but it comes and goes at his own digression. When he enters morphine state, he throws off his mask, allowing summonings to be easier, and he also changes his suit color from its bone white to a crimson red.[/spoiler]
oke and perform magic shows, but he has no problem with killing people to pass his time. His catch phrase is “Abra, Kadabra, Alakazam.” And it’s followed by a sequence of taking off, spinning his mask, and putting it back on. Improvising is his favorite thing to do, thinking on his feet allows for more enjoyable fights and shows in his opinion. He's fascinated by magic he hasn't seen before, and would ask tons of questions to know about it. He has a habit of pissing off his opponents by making fun of them. His pet peeve is annoying things and destroys them as soon as he can. He has a superiority complex with his shadow and snaps when his shadow is noted as better than him. When he becomes pissed he cracks his neck. He becomes uncontrollable when the prospect of losing becomes possible, he’ll use anything in his disposal to destroy the things threatening him. Since the battles have begun, he can't kill people he likes, he can beat them within an inch of their lives, but won't kill them, or at least try not to.[/spoiler]
the opponent can see Marionette himself, so the strings can be cut and avoided. Marionette can only control 4 people, and his strings can only control, they are unable to attack in any way. Even as a puppet, the controlled can find ways to cut the strings, Abra can cut the strings as well. If the puppet does not die, when control is returned they will still be alive. Marionette is immortal to any blunt attack but slicing can hinder him. If damaged too much, Marionette will dissolve and need to recover. Abra himself is immune to any attacks in the face, being able to simply warp the attack away. But any other attack is viable, cutting his head off works. Running out of cards can cause a problem, being that he’d have to pull another one from the portal, but he’s capable of replicating cards and the card swords if he has them in his hands. The cards that protect him cannot be used for anything else, once they block something they become useless. Abra relies on Marionette’s puppets or his own summonings to do close range fights, he isn’t good at hand to hand, teleporting away to excel in his card attacks, his sword fighting is good, but not the best. Abra enjoys fighting strong people, he stops Marionette from interfering in such battles. Abra loves sweet things, chocolate especially, makes eating chocolate a priority over fighting, so if fighting while eating, he would simply run until finished. Now with morphine state, he is still human, so can die of major wounds and blood loss(but he'll usually burn heal any bleeding wounds). He only uses instinct to fight, he doesn't plan forward very far, so doesn't take in consideration the consequences of his actions. After morphine state is over, he faints.[/spoiler]

. No one wanted to see the small fry when there were pros out there. I sighed, I was reduced to performing in streets for pennies to keep myself alive. I needed to get better, I collected the small sum I got from my card tricks. I was actually very good at sleight of hand and other card things, but what magician wasn’t? I went off to go to my dingy little apartment and passed the thrift shop I passed every day, but the display was different this time. There was a new book for a sale, and it read “Ole Magick” I smiled, it looked fake but hell I was desperate. I went in and gave him everything I had for the book. I carried the heavy leather tome back home.
I opened the book and read through it, there were magic tricks I’ve heard of and some were purely mysterious. Finally the last spell intrigued me, “The Perfect Magician” it read, and I poured through the contents, I memorized every word and every ingredient. I opened my safe and pulled out my savings, I’d need everything to get what I needed. I spent nights hunting through old shops to get everything I needed. Bearded Dragon tongue, ashes of a dead magician, 200 year old wine, and even the eye of a cat. The list was long and tedious but I found everything. I performed the ritual in my room on that night of a new moon, the only lights were the stars. I boiled everything together and looked at the last step, “Drink.”
I pulled a face but I took deep draughts of the spell. Nothing felt different when suddenly I could feel my face burn, the agony was excruciating. I crashed through my apartment and to the bathroom, I watched in horror as the skin on my face peeled away, my eyes swelled and popped, yet I could still see. My muscles and blood began swirling around my face and turned into a murky crimson whirlpool that never subsided. My eyesight was fine and I looked at all the flesh in the sink, I could see my tongue and teeth. I dipped a finger into the whirlpool and I could feel my hand get sucked in, there was no end to how deep I could shove my arm into my face. Suddenly I felt something grabbed my hand, and panicked I pulled my arm out. My hand was tightly grasped around a white glove and attached to the glove was an arm covered in poofy clothing and that arm belonged to a clown. It tumbled around the bathtub I threw it in before settling. It stood up and bowed, “Master.” It simply stated, “What are thee orders?”
“Wha?” I simply responded.
“I am your humble servant, me and my troupe.” It stated.
“Troupe?”
“Milord, how about you allow the rest to come out?”
I nodded dumbly, “But not here, lets go to the park.” He nodded and followed me down the stairs and we walked into the city park. I took a deep breath, “Now what? Do I need to reach in and pull each out like I did with you?”
He shook his head, “No just imagine them, the other clowns, the fire breather, the muscle men, the tigers, the lions, the elephants, horseriders, knife throwers, let them all out.”
I shook my head in disbelief but I did as he told me and just imagined more clowns and fire breathers and everyone else. Soon standing before me was a whole circus. I gazed upon them all in wonder, “These are all mine?”
“Yes you are the ring leader no?” A dancer came towards me, “But tell us, what about our props?”
“Props?”
“Yes where’s my tightrope?” A girl cried.
“And my weights?”
“No bouncy ball?”
I shook my head and imagined all of those to, and anything else I could think of that had to do with a circus. Soon there was a whole fair in the park. I laughed and clapped my hand, “I’m the strongest magician in the world now!”
“But milord, we should first do something about your face.”
I nodded my head, “Great idea.” I sent two men to get me masks, and they came back with Mardi Gras, Tiki, Operatic, cosplay, and even hockey. “Did you guys pay for this?”
“No we simply took them, no one’s going to miss them.” One smiled.
“I see, well lets see, no no no, ooh this one looks nice.” I put on the Venetian plague doctor mask, “What do you think?”
“I think you should leave that to your assistant.”
“Assistant?”
“Look behind you.”
I turned and stared at the black figurine that stood beside me. “Has he been there the whole time?”
“Yes, he is your assistant. His name is Marionette.”
“I see, does he talk for himself?”
“No.”
I shrugged, and handed him the mask, “Here you go, then I’ll wear, this one.” I chose a smiling mask, everyone nodded and agreed with my decision. “Alright everyone, back into the portal you go, we have a show tomorrow!”
The next day I pulled some strings and got my good friend, a professional magician, to give me his slot at a major theater. “Don’t f*ck this up you hear?” He lectured me, “My *ss is on the line too.”
I saluted and smiled, “Don’t worry, I got this.”
“By the way, what’s with the mask, you look creepy.”
“Oh cooking accident, my face is all burnt up, it’s nothing.”
He shrugged and left and I went into the theater. It was jam packed full of spectators and I nervously went on stage. I bowed to the cheers that soon turned into shouts of anger. “I know I’m not who you expected, but please don’t leave, this will amaze you.” I began with simple card tricks then moved to juggling, multiplying the balls as I went, once I went through my normal routine I turned away from the crowd. “Alright guys, show time.” I lifted my mask and let the clowns come out. The spun in different directions and tumbled across the stage. I heard gasps and saw smiles, the crowd was happy! The clowns began juggling bowling pins, but I switched them out for unlit torches. I was so excited, I pulled out a fire breather, and he slid in between the two jugglers, he timed his fireballs to light each torch individually. Soon they were all lit. I finished the show with horse riding and a knives throwing and I left a roaring stage. They soon started calling me to fill in more gigs, and before I knew it I was in the big leagues.
The joy was short lived though, it got boring, so I decided on my last show. The theater was jam packed more than usual, as I had advertised it as my last. I went onto the stage and relished the cheers. I silenced them with a wave of my hand, and announced, “Ladies and Gents, I know I displayed this as my last, but it won’t be my last. I will be moving on, this will however be your last.” With a flick of my hand I locked every door in the room. As the crowds began babble in confusion I summoned my troupe. They were equipped with knives, swords, axes, hammers, and the animals were cladded in armor. I let them loose upon the audience and watched stupefied at the carnage. I pulled out my deck of cards and began sniping some members of the audi

First off, It would be easier if you put things into spoilers, just so it doesn't like so cluttered.

Here's how to do spoilers

[spoiler*=name of spoiler](This is where you put what you want to go in the spoiler)[/*spoiler]

Now just fill in the required areas, and remove the asterisks, and bam! Instant spoiler.

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Overall I like this guy. On my phone, so it's hard to type a lot.. But here's the gist:
-I love his personality, and how he isn't always just a maniacal psychopath out for blood but actually has things that tick him off. That was a good twist to the cliche insanity card.
-His ability is somewhat old, but the Marionette strings are a nice touch.
-I love the bit about his shadow, but could you explain (and possibly give an example) of how he acts with it? To me, it's just slightly confusing.. ^^"
-I simply adore the plague doctor mask for Marionette. Kudos.

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I can't say much else for now, but he seems very interesting. I hope to see you active around these parts! See ya, partner!
(Yay for Western talk)

Lol i know how you feel, i was fascinated by this too.

I go to the same highschool with this guy, by the way.

It seems like I would like to see this character in some animations... And it's rare for me to watch animations that people make on here

That'd be awesome I Pwn3d jo0. But i'd love to make him an animation too, but i suck with those high techy stuff. So to me it's just an empty dream XD. But i can write well enough so i'm not that sad. Oh btw, i'm currently in a battle with Vant Raslan, the Ragestormer. Get ready for my debut fight which will be coming out in a week.