Goji Son's Super Fantastic Battlion of Death! YAY!

[Goji Son]

Ronin

Age: 40
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 165 lbs
Occupation: Mercenary/Hit Man

Weapon of choice: A 5 ft. long katana

Description: Ronin looks like a Asian though it isn't known where in the orient he is from. His face is slinder and hawk-like, his head is completely shaven. A scars lines the top of his right eye. He has tan skin. A gotee of black hair lines his jaw and ends at his chin. His body is strong and yet flexible. His muscle mass is small compared to most men of his strength. He usually wears a white suit with a black collared shirt and a white tie. He is all about appearence.

Personality: Ronin is a very soft spoken man, rarely ever speaking to his victums, opponents, or even normal people for that matter. He is a man only interested in mastering the skill of his katana and the martial arts, and is always in deep meditation. But he doesn't have all the character traits of a noble warrior, Ronin is a sword for hire. He can be anyones ally with the right price, his is just a man trying to get by with only his wit and his sword. He is usually cautious, always sizing up his opponent before a battle looking for his weakness. When he finally strikes he is like a machine gun. He fears nothing and his loyalty is as big as his employers wallet. He has no remorse in sharpening his blade on some thugs or his crooked employers.

Fighting Style: Ronin enters every fight the same way. He circles his opponent and looks at him with his piercing black eyes. He normally never makes the first move, letting his opponent come to him. It is then when he draws his katana and lays his first strike, which is usually the only strike. He has quick reflexes, surpassing that of any normal human. And he wields sword with such ease and grace its as if it is apart of him. Ronin also has excellent hand-to-hand combat skills. Combing all forms of martial arts to conjoin it into his own specific style. He is extremely agile and has a perfect sense of balance. He has a way of almost walking on air, making his body as light as a feather but his kick equal that of a car crash. He has a sense of controlling his strenght to hone it to a specific part of his body like his fist or legs. He hones his skills with his countless hours of deep meditation.

Weaknesses: Despite Ronin's super agility and awesome strenght he is still human, which makes him mortal.

Moves: Ronin doesn't have any specific "moves" but he does have some signature ones that prove fatal to most. Some have names others don't simpy because I can't find a cool enough name for them.

Piercing Wind: Ronin usually makes this move when his opponent is either running at him, stunned, or injured. He quickly lunges towards his opponent and aims his katana across the victums stomach. The force is so powerful that it has been able to cut men in half.

Another effective move is when Ronin quickly jabbs his enemy in the chest two times and then slits the opponents throat. Slicing the jugular and instantly putting a end to his enemy.

Meditation Shield: This is not as much of a move as it is a form of defense. Ronin closes his eyes and tenses his whole body, concentrating. A type of force field surrounds his body with the ability to deflect any flying objects or punches, even bullets. But the downfall is its only temporary, the longest he has ever gone was atleast 30 seconds. It also gives makes him unable to move. When he discards it the force knocks back anyone near a 10 ft. proxcimity but it also temporarly stuns him.

Iron Punch: A quick punch to the throat that has the ability to knock back anyone. It's force is powerful enough to even knock some on there back.

Feet of Stone: While the opponent is down, Ronin jumps high into the arms and slams his feet onto the mans chest. Digging his heels into his ribs, breaking them with his awesome force. The ribs spear through the lungs and the opponent has a slow, painful death.

[Goji Son]

Narrauko

Height: 100 ft.
Length: 250 ft.
Weight: 50,000 metric tons
Weapon: Beleganga (A 100 ft. long, iron crafted, bearded axe)

History: There is no known history about the demon for he has been on earth longer then the humans. There was a story in the days of the Crusades that one man, who claims to have been a prophet of the mighty demon, said that the fiery being fell from the black abyss above. A being that he said try to destroy the world to rid it of the future plague of man. He even claimed that he and the demon were one of the same, claiming that they shared everything from thoughts to dreams The man never had a name, and was believed to be a heretic and a lunatic. He was summoned to death but before his time of execution had come he had vanished. There have been many other accounts of said 'prophets' throughout the history of the world and yet they are never spoken of and their identity never revealed. They all told the same story but they were always shunned by all.

Description: Narrauko is a demon that has dwelled into the deep cracks of the earth before man even walk the earth as single celled beings. A dark and powerful entity, with a writhing entanglement of worms and vermin for a heart.His appearence is humanoid, his fiery build cladded with dark, near indestructable iron armor with a sliverish tarnish that seems to glitter. The iron works covers his whole body, from his ape-like arms to his short, stout legs and they cling tight onto his fiery build as if it was his own flesh. Some seperate pieces molded in the shape of his muscle tone such as his pectoralis and abdominals. Within the cracks of his armor, a orange glow of the hellfire that is his build illuminates his appearance. Long metal claws extend from his fingers. His human shaped head is protected with a skull cap that goes over his eyes, small slits within the iron allows the demon to see with his fiery eyes of orange flame. His lower jaw is exposed showing the black, synged flesh and crooked, serrated, yellow teeth lines the outside of his mouth. Within his vile smelling maw a long, slithering, purple tongue wiggles and licks his lips. A orange flame lines the demons back, forever burning. His triple jointed legs end with three long, clawed, toes. A long black tail whips around in the air, a good weapon for lascerating opponents. Six fiery whips, three on either side, slither in the air almost like a psuedo-cape.

Fighting Style: Narrauko is a juggernaut, slow but extremely powerful. He stays low to the ground, hunching his back and keeping one of his clawed hands on the ground, the other grasping Beleganga. He uses his axes the most, swinging it wildly and always keeping it swinging. He is also attacks opponents mentally, temporarily turing into a large mass of orange fire, trying to make himself bigger in his opponents eyes. If he looses his grasp of his mighty axe the fire demon will use his steel claws to shred into his opponents flesh or tear it with is sharp, yellow teeth. He also posesses some form of magic, he can control the hellfire within his build to lash out at his enemies. Holding out his gangly arms while the flames seep out of the cracks of his armor and soar through the air. He can also create fiery blades that protrube through his knuckles, these fiery metal object can pierce through anything. Narrauko also uses his six fiery whip-like appendages attached to his back and lashes them out on his opponents. The fiery thongs tangle opponents and burns their hide, he only uses this move as a time killer, occupying his opponent to regain some strength or gloating over his victory. But Narrauko's main weapon is his mighty axe Beleganga which he crafted himself. It's nearly indestructable, and the blade never dulls. This this mighty weapon Narrauko can take down whole mountains with one easy swipe. Narrauko not only fights his opponents with his awesome strength and crazed thirst for blood but also on a psychological level. The creature has the ability to dwell into ones mind in order to control their movements, despite his savage manner he is quite intelligent so much so that he can control any average man's actions and drive him into utter lunacy. He usually comes in when one is asleep, their mind already in a state of fantastic unrational thought in which he can easily take control. Though their are ways of fighting back, but most mortal men who have tried ended up commiting suicide. With this ability he can even drag one into his own mind revealing the macabre images and thoughts that plague his mind.

Weaknesses: Narrauko never gives his opponent a quick death, he much rather slowly torture then relishing in their howls of pain and feeding off their flesh.

Signature Move:Narrauko will pick up his limp opponent by its head (or waist, depends on size) and in a instant they will burst into flames turning into a charred, mangled, carcass.Narrauko will pierce his victum with his whips, lifting them into the air and slamming them onto the ground repeadily. Sometimes he will tear his opponent to pieces with his whips.Narrauko's most destructive move is when he will slam then earth with his fist causing a great quake. The soil cracks unleashing hellfire into the air and all that surrounds the demon his incinerated

[Goji Son]

"Iron Fist" Mikey

Real Name: Mickel Dyvorsky
Age: 39
Ht.: 6'6"
Wt.: 275 lbs.

Weapons: 2 Desert Eagles .50, a Colt Python revolver, a sawed off shotgun.

History: Mikey was born in a little town in the Czechloslovakia (Now the Czech Republic), about 20 miles away from Prague. At the time of his childhood the Cold War was brewing and his parent feared for their childs safety. They sent their son to live with his uncle in London, England at the age of 6. He knew very little English and he lived in a rough neighborhood. His uncle was a head of a boxing school not to mention he also had his hand in the local organized crime ring. Mikey grew with crime, his first job was to take bets at the local bookies when he was 13 years old. He even became a bare knuckle boxing champion at the young age of 16, earning the name "Iron Fist".
At the age of 18, Mikey's uncle was gunned down by two brothers who believed that they were conned into loosing money at a fight. The next day the body of one of the brothers was found in a dumpster in three seperate boxes, and the other was frozen solid at a local inner-city, meat market. Mikey was got his revenge, but there was something he didn't intend. The father of those two brothers happened to be a big wig in the London Underworld, Frankie Tulips and he was out for Mikey's blood. The rough teen was shot ten times all over his body and was left for dead in a dark alley. The boxing school was burned down by Frankie's croonies.
Two months later, Frankie was found dead under the covers of his bed with his wife, he had been shot twenty times by automatic fire. Within a week, all of the affliates of Frankie Tulip's organization were either 6 feet under or sleeping with the fishes. Mikey had fully recovered and came back strong. He started to form his own organization with alot of powerful friends in high places. He stole merchandise such as cars and diamonds, and sold them to dealers. He would steal armored cars and give some money to the failing buisnesses in his neighborhood. He started to earn a reputation not only as a the new badass in town but a guy you can depend upon.
He soon went global, doing odd jobs for people all over and he gained some more friends. He had hook ups with the mafia down in America, the Russian Mafia, even the Yakuzas in Japan. He has now become a major factor in the organized crime buisness all over the world and he doesn't even have his own gang.

Personality: Mikey is a real loose wire with a fast mouth and a can draw out his guns even faster. He doesn't mind getting rid of some wise guy who is starting to get on his nerves and he especially doesn't like being lied to or when he doesn't get the money he is owed. Decorating the room with someones brains never really bothered Mikey, in fact, he always thinks they had it coming to em'.

Appearence: Mickey is a dangerous looking man. His face is as hard as a rock and scarred. A scar from a bullet that entered his left cheek, is almost like a badge of how bad *** he is. His two front teeth are molded by bullets that were pulled out of his cheek and his chest. He usually weres a collared, short sleeved shirt, opened up so you can see his white, wife beater underneath. He wears a black, leather jacket, unbuttoned as always, he calls it his luckey jacket. Still has the bullet holes from that Frankie Tulip's incident. He wears faded blue jeans and big black boots.

Fighting Style: Mikey is a anything goes type of fighter, he doesn't mind giving someone a swift kick in the pills then pulling out a gun and blowing their brains out. Being a former bare knuckle boxing champion, Mikey is as tough as nails and as stong as a ox. He has been known to take a man down in a single blow, even killing some. But what Mikey really likes to do is play target practice with his revolver and his desert eagles. He has a keen eye and is very accurate. He will also take out his sawed off when the fight gets really down and dirty wasting no time to **** and fire.

[Goji Son]

Imagine if technology has evolved so much that the human race is capable of creating intelligent, mimicing, robots no bigger then he size of a pin head. Imagine a whole entire school of them, billions, all combining into one, with the ability to heal themselves even birth new ones. They can all form to become accessories such as a shirt of hat or weapons such as knives and other stabbing weapons. Their bodies can change into any color imaginable blending into their surroundings, a ultimate weapon for espionage. Now just imagine if one person could control trillions of these tiny, artificially intelligent, robotic beings. Think of the power they can possess.

After years of testing and billions of tax dollars spent, nano technology has created the ultimate weapon codenamed, UNITY. Funded by a multitude of the world's governments to keep order throughout the Earth.

The weapon is a whole community of nanoites, uniting into one giant being that stands as tall as a city skyscraper and the power of a nuclear weapon. A the brain of this mighty creation is one man.

Ruben Jacobs

Age: 35
Ht.: 6' 2"
Wt.: 220 lbs
Skin Color: Black

Description: Tall, and broad shouldered, he has a strong muscle tone and flexible body. His head is shaven and his face is square.

History: Ruben Jacobs is a rather intelligent man who has been the top of his class and graduated top honors in tech school in the field of engineering. Ruben then signed with the Marines as one of their top pilots. He has done many secret operations to Desert Storm to others that no one has heard of. It wasn't until the death of his wife that Ruben finally gave up the military and his whole world began to crumble.
Penny less and out of work, Jacobs was confronted by government suits who offered him a job in a highly classified operation. At first Jacobs was wanted for his skills in engineering and being a sort of test pilot. A freak accident led to the death of the ace pilot in a routine test of the nanites. Jacobs then nominated himself in hopes of salvaging whats left of the dying project. He was hired but at a price, in order to control the tiny machines a medical team had to implant a sort of controlling device into Ruben's brain and whatever he commanded the nanites did. The operation was risky but Jacobs lived through it and is now kept in seclusion, his identity has been erased from the rest of the world. For he is now apart UNITY.

Project: UNITY stats

Ht.: 6'2" ft minimum/165 ft. max
Wt.:220 lbs minimum/20,000 tons max

Description: When the trillions of tiny nanites cover Jacobs' body and begin to build into the weapon known as Unity, the final form is humanoid. It's build is slender, with two long arms each ending with five, sharp, fingerlike blades. The head is long and blank with just a single red eye sensor in the middle. When all of the nanites have joined together they form a near impenitrable hide that can resist all extreme elements from fire to water. At first glance UNITY design is rather bland, modeled after the human form and it's build all grey but when in combat it can take all on all kinds of shapes. Daggerlike appendages can quickly spring out of UNITY's body within a blink of a eye. Even the body itself can change, with the ability to grow larger to look more menacing or even form into a perfect sphere. Unity can also form wings of some sort to glide in the air. the nanites even have cloaking capabilities, camoflauging itself and blending in perfectly to it background. But nanites cannot mimic living beings are expessions and such are too complicated to them to copy.

Weapons:

EMP Beam: UNITY has the ability to discharge a electromagnetic beam that can destroy large amounts of land.

Dagger-like appendages: UNITY can grow all sorts of sharpe objects out of its build where ever it pleases and can pierces through the thickest substances.

EMP Shield: UNITY forms a EMP shield that can deflect any bombardments

Invisibility: The nanites blend into their surroundings with their color changing abilities.

Self Destruction: The nanites also have a self destruct mechanism inside them can go off at any moment. UNITY grabs his opponent and the first layer of nanites begin their self destruct mode all at once. This attack is powerful and rather destructive with a force that equals a Atomic bomb explosion. But UNITY does not get harmed in the process as only the first layer is destroy and quickly replaced by another layer of nanites or the destroyed ones are rebuilt. (ONLY USES WHEN THE PROBABILITY OF CIVILIAN CASUALTIES IS 0%)

Fighting Style: UNITY is quick on it's feet and has a even powerful arsenal. But being controlled by a human, it's mission is to protect not destroy so it usually relies on grappling and defense can rarely ever uses the EMP beam, but since it is still in the testing phase anything can happen. UNITY can also outstrech it's body wrapping it's arms or even itself around a opponent and may even create other appendages like a extra arm or leg. UNITY also posesses a fast healing ability as the nanites can quickly rebuild and fix themselves.

Weakness: UNITY's weakness is also whats most vital to it, Ruben Jacobs. As Ruben is defensive rather then destructive in attacks around populated areas, UNITY's awesome force may never be used to it's full potential due to Ruben's morals. Also, Ruben is what makes the the nanites move in the first place so if Ruben suddenly happens to loose conciousness UNITY is now immobile unless somehow the nanites AI system takes over and then UNITY is a danger to anything that moves.

[Goji Son]

Arasulwen, daughter of Thorondor

Ht.: 150 ft.
Lt.: 250ft.
Wt.: 15,000 tons
Wing Span: 1,300 ft.
Race: Great Eagle of Manwe

History: There have been many tales of the Eagles of Manwe and their captain, the King of Eagles, Thorondor. Elegant, swift, giant birds that were also deadly, taking down armies of dragons and protecting the skies. But as many tales of the wars they fought there was never a word spoken about the last of the Eagles in the First Age. The beautiful daughter of the Eagle lord Arasulwen, the grandest of all the eagles, whose wings stretched far and glowed as bright as the Lamps of the Valar. She now lives in a life of seclusion high in the mountaintops, her keen eyes watching the shadows for any evil that may lurk in there to be vanquished.

Description: Arasulwen’s body is covered with pure white feathers, nearly weightless but as hard as the thickest iron. Able to withstand all the extremes in heat and cold. The only sign of color is on her back, specks of golden brown dot her wings and the ends of her feathers. Her strong, curved beak is yellowish gold and her big, keen eyes are a lush, light green. Her long toes end with black talons that can pierce through the strongest or iron, stone, bone, and flesh. A crown of three giant, gold, feathers rise above her giving her a regal and proud look of beauty.

Fighting Style: Arasulwen is extremely quick and agile, with speed faster then light itself. She uses her claws to tear away flesh and muscle and her beak to crush anything that stands in her way. She rarely ever on the ground unless her opponent is on the floor, coming at them swiftly from all sides and ravages their bodies until they become limp. Arasulwen also has some magic forces and other means that she also relies on when physicality is no use.

Song of Thorondor: Arasulwen lets out this rythmic shriek that at first sounds like a beautiful song and quickly turns into a bone shattering, ear splitting shrill that would render all the hear it completely limp with pain and strong structures to crumble into dust.

Belegsul: With one large swoop of her wings Arasulwen commands a mighty wind that destroys all in her path.

Ainaval: The gold crown of Arasulwen begins to glow and her body becomes enlightened with a white light brighter then the sun. The light fends off the darkest shadow.

Arasulwen, being a powerful force of nature, is also intertwined with it. Having the ability to speak with the wind, the rock, the trees, and call on them to help her. She can arise a mighty storm, cause mountains sides to quake, even command hurons, the mighty walking trees, into battle. Nature itself act as a third eye for her, telling her were the enemy lies if her eyes cannot see them.