RPGRoderick, Sanityslayer
Brother to Gavain, Morban, and Diana. He is king of the Dead Kingdom and looks about 19 years old.
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Gawain
Last seen at: Gambit's Bar
Groups
Description
Pale skin is the first feature people notice on this ancient youth.
the next is his black eyes, deeper and darker than he night sky itself. you peer into these eyes and suddenly find yourself awash in yourself lost like Timmy in that well.
He stands 5' 9" and wears a white leather jacket, the same hue as his skin. the jacket looks like one of those Highschool football jackets, with two brown rings about each of the upper arms. his lower body is covered by a similarly colored suit pants. his jacket is usually open, showing his carved chest.
his black hair is always spiky and unruly, no matter what.
Personality
Roderick has changed greatly from his years faking infancy, he has matures beyond most human's understanding. he looks as if he is bored with everything, as if he has already known it all or seen it all or fealt it all. Nothing is new to Roderick.
He also acts as if he has a plan for everything, not even Hell scares him. he is always up to something in an unemotional cheshire cat sort of way.
Equipment
Roderick carries no weapons or other useful tools, he doesn't need them.
He does have many abilities:
-=old=-
Soul creation: Roddy makes a soul, it thinks of him as its god. they are always fanatics.
Soul laceration: Roddy either enters his target's body with his own soul via touch and hacks at it, or feels someone try to enter his body via mind reading or otherwise and hacks at thier soul that way. By Hacking, he modifies his own soul into a sort of blade that he can cut with, but only cutting another's soul. The feeling is of one losing a limb, but the limb still being there. The target woul lose feeling in that part of thier body until Roderick chose to heal it or someone else who manipulated souls could fix it.
Soul Modification: By touch, Roderick can change weak souls to bend to his will, completely rearranging thier personality or anything else he wished, soul wise. He can't do it to strong willed characters though, because it takes alot of work to recreate someone's soul. He can remove or add in memories this way as well.
-=new=-
Roderick can see only souls, nothing on the physical plane, this has many disadvantages (ie stairs are his nemesis), but with his age he has been able to understand something, everything thinks teaches and dies.
With this concept in mind Roderick has transcended soulshifting into utter understanding of everything in the universe. there is no puzzle he cannot complete, no plan of his that doesn't come to fruition. it is even said he can see the past present and future, but the is only a rumor.
History
TBA
Roderick, Sanityslayer's Story
Roderick, Sanityslayer strode into Gambit's, knowing no one would recognize the ancient youth. His once omnipresent bodyguard was gone. Only he, in his white leather highschool jacket (matching his own pale skin) and white suit pants (also matching his skin) he looked like a pristine pure angel of sorts. although that ended with his deep black pools for eyes and spiked black hair that looked as if it were never tended.
Roderick, Sanityslayer looked about Gambit's, his eyes scanning everything, taking in all the knowledge it could give. he silently strides up the stairs, to Kisa's room. the door opens itself, not of its own volition. Roderick look at the closet, striding to that silently. he opens the door looking down at the battered cintents inside. "Hello Kisa" he says warmly.
Roderick, Sanityslayer blinks for a second. "oh, right." he reaches a hand to her and the ropes slither away like snakes from a fire. "we have to go, Amber's downstairs and The rituall is about to begin."
Roderick, Sanityslayer nods, walking down the stairs and up to Amber. he was just about as blind as she was, so her abilities may be fuddled by that. "Amber, remember me?" he doubted that, seeing as the two had never truly met. "Gavain will be freed soon. I want you to watch the process." He says, still standing next her, almost impossibly still
Roderick, Sanityslayer nods once. "I am Roderick. and Gavain misses you. shall we go then?" it seemed Kisa was too preoccupied to see what was about to unfold, but then again, she would get to see the outcome soon enough. Roderick turns, heading out of Gambit's to the Island where the brothers had already began the ritual.
Roderick, Sanityslayer walks to the edge of the island, a great shimmering barrier blocking the rest of the way. he sits down silently, cross legged peering into the force field. Gavain and Morban were on the other side, fighting hand to hand. they looked different somehow. Morban's hair was black, not white. Gavain wasn't a bone statue, but an old man, his green eyes burning with determination. Roderick pats the ground beside himself. "sit, watch, this should be interesting to watch." Is all the ancient youth says, already knowing the outcome.
Roderick, Sanityslayer leans back, supported by his hands as he watches. Morban, who was younger and more agile it seemed, was handing Gavain's ass to him on a silver platter. Gavain fights hard though, determined to outlast Morban and deal the final blow. when Gavain's left fore arm snaps in an attempt to block Morban's blow a realization would come to amber. the two were alive. thier hearts beating, thier stomachs grumbling, and even their skin glistening with sweat. Gavain was on the ground now, holding his fore arm, his face writtled with pain.
"It's the ritual. only one of them may remain this way, but Frostmourne has given them a taste, that way they will fight all the harder." Roderick sounded as if he niether enjoyed nor hated this, he sounded bored actually. Morban had a particularly large rock in his hands, creeping up to Gavain to pummel the eldest one's skull in. Gavain had nevr felt pain this way, not in four centuries, he could only watch in anger of his own weakness as the rock comes closer and closer. "looks as if it is almost finished, shame." Roderick observes.
"exactly" Gavain manages to roll to the side just before the rock meets his skull. He slowly stands, holding his broken arm still. Morban just laughs, knowing this was over. he leaves the rock, dashing at Gavain. Gavain tries to protect himself from Morban's flurry of blows, but loses his concentration when he back into a wall, enflaming his broken arm. Morban has Gavain's head now, pulling it towards himself about to slam it into the rock wall.
"Judge or not, you must watch." in reply. Amber couldn't get passed the barrier anyway, Roderick would have stopped her before hand. Morban smashes Gavain's skull into the wall, cracking it, blood splattering against the rough cracks. Gavain huffs, somehow still standing. then, something strange happened. Morban was screatching in pain, clutching his left hip, blood flowing between his fingers where a sharpened wooden stick protruded out of Morban. Gavaiin slinks dow, breathing heavy watching Morban struggle to rip out the gnarled wood, only causing more damage.
me glances to Amber, unamused, returning to the battle at hand. The brothers both only had minutes left. Gavain couldn't move from his pained positiong against the rock. Morban, who relished the pain finally tore through the stick, a gaping hole in his side. Morban made it so he only had seconds in his recklessness. He stumbles to Gavain, falling atop the elder of the two, the spear pointed to Gavain's heart. Gavain could only manage to raise his unhurt arm just enough to deflect the blow to his shoulder. Morban was lying on Gavain's broken arm, unconcious now and Gavain could barely take the pain. "It's over." Roderick says as Morban rips the spear from Gavain's shoulder, not unconscious at all, slamming it deep into Gavain's heart.
Roderick, Sanityslayer stands as the barrier lifts. He watches his brothers intently, Morban slowly rising, his wound healed. He looks at himself in wounder, pressing his hand to his chest. Gavain just lay there, brooding, back to his former marble self. "I have brought Amber." Roderick announces to the brothers. they turn, not knowing who this man was at first. Gavain blinks, searching along the void, not standing though, too weak for that it seemed.
Roderick, Sanityslayer steps aside as Gavain stands, walking slowly to Amber, brushing away a crimson tear before grasping her in his arms. "Amber, I've missed you! Forgive me for not explaining my absence." Roderick clears his throat and Morban's stomach promptly growls. Gavain looks at the two as if to say "we'll catch up" and the others leave. Gavain looks at Amber again, brushing another tear from her cheek. "what's wrong love?"
Roderick, Sanityslayer steps into Gambit's, an air of serenity about him. The ancient youth looks about the bar, watching all the different souls. He doesn't fall onto anyone interesting so he just walks to the center of Gambit's, sittting at the table there. He looks around for a bartender.
Roderick, Sanityslayer watches Kisa, the child, and the Mindslaver with interest, choosing to stay at a distance for now. His aura collapses in on itself, masking his presence to all except for the keanest sensed beings and those who looked with great intention to find him.
Roderick, Sanityslayer stands, still masking his presence. He stalks around Kisa Alexander Brizriia and That dark one he had met once before. They wouldn't notice him unless they wanted to notice him, and they didn't know he was there so how could they want to notice what they don't know is there? In fact, he stood right beside the Corruption, watching Kisa.
Roderick, Sanityslayer was behind Alexander now, still completely unnoticed. Roderick could wrap his arms around the boy and he would be totally confused as to why he couldn't move, atleast at first. The ancient youth would cover the boy's mouth and grabs both his wrists in one swift motion. they would then disapeer into the shadows unnoticed by the others.
Roderick, Sanityslayer was near Brizriia and Kisa again, still unnoticeable. He just stands there looking at the two gals, not saying a word.
Roderick, Sanityslayer walks to the back of Brizriia, still unnoticable. he was counting the seconds now, waiting for the perfect moment
Roderick, Sanityslayer reveals himself to The Corruption, and only the corruption. He makes a slash across his neck with his thmb and then jabs his thumb in the direction of the Drow. The darkness would most likely recognize the aura configuration as that smart ass boy who they had met once.
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