Physical description. Damioa Is a slender boy of 5ft9in. He has natural black hair that changes whenever he uses a crystal power. He wear's his clothes neat and likes to walk around in the finest of dress shoes. Around his belt he caries three boxes filled with different types of crystals.
Personality. Because he dose not have recollection of his past he happens to be oblivious of some of the going on's of the worlds around him. He dosen't know the rules of many cultures but has basic knowledge of whats right and wrong. He feels lonely at times so when he comes around to a person or any living thing he tends to be friendly and helpful, but his urge to move on is too great because he believes that answers about his past lie out there somewhere and he intends to do whatever is needed to find it. He Believes in his powers and believes strongly on friendship, treating both as family. He has alot to say but most of the time he confuses those around him but at the end of the day his cool demeanor wins peoples hearts. He's shy of girls just because he dosen't know how to explain the feeling of butterflies he gets when he's around them.
Equipment and abilities. He wear's a short sleeved shirt under a comfortable V-Neck sweater along with flexible dress pants and a tie which he barly ties all the way. He also leaves his top button undone. His shoes are shiny and black. They are protected by the Emerald crystal which grants and invisible shield. He does this so that his shoes never get scuffed. He has a black belt along his trousers that he equips boxes too. Inside the boxes are different types of crystals and jewels he finds on his journey and uses as magic
Historical background. Not much is known about his background other than the fact that he was found by a man on Terra that found him in a rainbow colored crystal at age 10. The man raised him until he was 16 and suddenly disappeared from his life. Since Damioa has been traveling the world doing random jobs for money and meeting different people. He hopes to one day find his adopted father and find out about his past.
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Damioa Dantz
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Damioa
Description
So begins...
Damioa Dantz's Story
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"We all should see what we can do to help at the Plaza. Those camera guys might need our help." Damioa said loud enough so everyone could here him.
The setting changes from Main Street to Wing City Plaza
Wing City Plaza was busy, as usual. Citizens milled about their business, talking and walking and doing as they did. Not a thing was out of place, except for one thing in particular. But what was it? There was something very off about Wing City Plaza indeed. Something about to be brought to attention once more.
A news van lurched onto the scene, perhaps a bit behind schedule but who was there to care? If you asked any of the individuals inside the van they would all answer diferently, most likely, but the answer of one would ring true. Terra was there to care.
As usual, the dark marked van barreled over a curb. Doors flung open before the thing was stopped, side door sliding haphazardly this way and that as the vehicle settled in it's spot. From ther a cameraman all but tumbled, aiming the device around the plaza and calibrating knobs.
There it would be anchored, satellites unfolding smoothly from the roof, Terracast logo shining. With a shake of her sleekened hair, Winne Rineswurth cast her dark gaze on the anomaly.
It was nothing like she, or anyone else in this city no doubt had ever seen. It was something mystical, magical and strange. Her eyes glittered at the thought of Claire Wilder's reaction to her covering of this story. It was a headliner, for sure. The cameraman was spot on, hovering around Winne and ready to shoot. She walked to the perimeter of the scene.
It was here a large detonation seemingly occurered, leaving behind or perhaps unveiling...This.
A magical anomoly, appearing to be some kind of warp in space time perhaps, has happened across Wing City Plaza. It is unknown at this time if any have ventured in to the strange thing.
Where did this come from, and where does it lead?
This is Winne Rineswuth with Terracast, stay tuned!"
Winne grinned at the camera, giving a wink on her sign off and all but exploding with happiness. Voice of the Year was hers!
A news van lurched onto the scene, perhaps a bit behind schedule but who was there to care? If you asked any of the individuals inside the van they would all answer diferently, most likely, but the answer of one would ring true. Terra was there to care.
As usual, the dark marked van barreled over a curb. Doors flung open before the thing was stopped, side door sliding haphazardly this way and that as the vehicle settled in it's spot. From ther a cameraman all but tumbled, aiming the device around the plaza and calibrating knobs.
There it would be anchored, satellites unfolding smoothly from the roof, Terracast logo shining. With a shake of her sleekened hair, Winne Rineswurth cast her dark gaze on the anomaly.
It was nothing like she, or anyone else in this city no doubt had ever seen. It was something mystical, magical and strange. Her eyes glittered at the thought of Claire Wilder's reaction to her covering of this story. It was a headliner, for sure. The cameraman was spot on, hovering around Winne and ready to shoot. She walked to the perimeter of the scene.
It was here a large detonation seemingly occurered, leaving behind or perhaps unveiling...This.
A magical anomoly, appearing to be some kind of warp in space time perhaps, has happened across Wing City Plaza. It is unknown at this time if any have ventured in to the strange thing.
Where did this come from, and where does it lead?
This is Winne Rineswuth with Terracast, stay tuned!"
Winne grinned at the camera, giving a wink on her sign off and all but exploding with happiness. Voice of the Year was hers!
Damioa ran to Winnie. He heard her talking about the Multi-Dimensional Pathway that formed in the plaza. He wondered if that was the cause of the explosion or was it something else. "Excuse me. Miss reporter lady? Isn't it dangerous to be so close to that thing?
"No idea!" Winne responded to the citizen, double taking with a point. She recognized this person, from...Before!
The cameraman lurked by the van, trading files with the tech crew and discussing angles and shots.
The cameraman lurked by the van, trading files with the tech crew and discussing angles and shots.
The setting changes from Wing City Plaza to The Hangover
Damioa happily stepped into the bar where he knew he could probably get a good meal. The last job he pulled was definatelly worth it. He spent most of the money just getting to the bar but he knew a full stomach was worth whatever price he had to pay. He stepped into the building seeing people and creatures of many different faces. 'This place seems lively.' He thought as he sat down at the bar. "Hey barkeep. Let me have the biggest plate of meat you got and also a beer." He said to the man managing the bar. He could already taste the food in his mouth, even if he didn't know exactly what they served there.
Rosh Zenzara almost immediately noticed the newcomer. He smiled in his direction and finished his own drink, scooping up the water back and sipping it contentedly. Before long a large brew was placed before the lad. Rosh couldn't contain himself any longer and leaned over to speak. "Here for the hunts?" The kid didn't look like he was from around here, which wasn't too uncommon once the Hunts rolled around. Around them the televisions continued to play highlights from yesterday's matches.
A waitress emerged from the back with a stout, thick glass on a single tray. The liquid inside was milky, cold, and tinted slightly blue. Aneres raised a brow as it was set before her. A peculiar liquid. Her guardian beat her to the glass and idly sipped at the substance. The princess sighed impatiently. Deeming it not poison, he handed the glass of prikka milk to her to try.
A waitress emerged from the back with a stout, thick glass on a single tray. The liquid inside was milky, cold, and tinted slightly blue. Aneres raised a brow as it was set before her. A peculiar liquid. Her guardian beat her to the glass and idly sipped at the substance. The princess sighed impatiently. Deeming it not poison, he handed the glass of prikka milk to her to try.
Damioa looked up at the strange man. "Hunts? What hunts? Is there money involved?" He said in excitement at the thought of money. He didn't know exactly what these hunts were but if it involved money he was all for it. After all, a full stomach today is an empty stomach tomorrow and you can't fill an empty stomach without food, which doesn't come free.
"Wha'?!" Rosh nearly choked on his water. This, what? How did you come to Vien and not know about the hunts!?
"You don' know 'bout the hunts kid? Settle in, let me tell you. There's all the money you can think of involved, be it won honorably or not. Hundreds of thousands flock from all over the everywhere to battle the great Gargantuan beasts and hopefully claim the Grand Prize!"
The old man babbled on, intoxicated in the slightest, and more than happy to talk about his favorite event ever.
"Why, haven't y'seen a Gargantuan before?"
"You don' know 'bout the hunts kid? Settle in, let me tell you. There's all the money you can think of involved, be it won honorably or not. Hundreds of thousands flock from all over the everywhere to battle the great Gargantuan beasts and hopefully claim the Grand Prize!"
The old man babbled on, intoxicated in the slightest, and more than happy to talk about his favorite event ever.
"Why, haven't y'seen a Gargantuan before?"
Damioa shook his head. "Nope." He said while taking a big peace of meat in his mouth and chewing on it. "Are they strong or something? How much money to you get per kill?" He asked. 'How much food can I buy with that grand prize he thought as he chewed on the delicious meat the barkeep gave him. This hunt thing was sounding interesting.
Rosh nodded, then did a double take and respectfully bowed. Many other patrons scrambled from their seats to pay respects to their Queen. Rosh wasn't exactly a Vien native, but this place truly was his home.
"Good day," He called to her, raising his water.
"Good day," He called to her, raising his water.
"Oh that sounds exciting. So whose hand in marriage do you get if you win?" He wasn't interested in having that as his prize. His adoptive father always told him marriage should be out of love, but still, he was indeed interested to see the lady whose hand was won over. She must have been beautiful to say the least.
Rosh grinned. Marriage was something he had no time for, but he enjoyed the festivities of it all.
"In Vintu exists a womens guild. Only the most prestigious of ladies from all over the region can call themselves a Lady of Vintu. They're accepted into the guild at a young age, usually the children of upper class women. Rumor has, dues run steep if you're not sponsored in. But the orb!" The old man's eyes glistened. Part of him considered competing, if only to get his hands on that.
"The orb is the true prize, indeed."
"In Vintu exists a womens guild. Only the most prestigious of ladies from all over the region can call themselves a Lady of Vintu. They're accepted into the guild at a young age, usually the children of upper class women. Rumor has, dues run steep if you're not sponsored in. But the orb!" The old man's eyes glistened. Part of him considered competing, if only to get his hands on that.
"The orb is the true prize, indeed."
"Really? What does the orb do?" Damioa asked. His eyes were almost twinkling from how far his imagination was taking him. IF this orb was more precious than a woman, then surely he had to know what it was. Was it a fortune teller? Did it grant wishes? He just had to know. This hunt just kept getting more and more interesting.
He settled in, looking to Tien the Young to see if she would rather explain. Quan's orb wasn't just any prize, but well worth the covet and hype it had earned.
"Well, at the center of every Gargantua exists a core," He held his hands out, as if physically holding something as large as his chest. "They're not exactly life, they're not exactly fire, but they're energy."
"Well, at the center of every Gargantua exists a core," He held his hands out, as if physically holding something as large as his chest. "They're not exactly life, they're not exactly fire, but they're energy."
When everyone bowed, Tien sighed. "No, no." she said to them. "Rise. I'm not your Queen here. I'm just a patron."
She tugged the hood further over her head. To think that, after only a year of taking the throne, her face was so unforgettable. She turned her attention to Rosh and Damioa, crossing her legs.
"Mmm, yes. The Core, a source of great power. The first Core to be taken in Vien was that of Lac Long Quan. One of the largest known in history. It powers the city to this day. Another incarnation of Quan has shown up this year, which is why this competition is so popular right now. It's been years since another Quan has been found. We are keeping him far from the city for now, but in time we will round him into the arena, though we think this one might be too big." She managed a chuckle.
"All the vehicles you see flying around here, in Aberash, are powered by much smaller Cores. Much of our other technology, as well. Some people infuse the Cores with their weapons for devastating effects. Others use them to expose the beauty that they hold. One thing is for sure: they're absolutely valuable, no matter where you come from."
She tugged the hood further over her head. To think that, after only a year of taking the throne, her face was so unforgettable. She turned her attention to Rosh and Damioa, crossing her legs.
"Mmm, yes. The Core, a source of great power. The first Core to be taken in Vien was that of Lac Long Quan. One of the largest known in history. It powers the city to this day. Another incarnation of Quan has shown up this year, which is why this competition is so popular right now. It's been years since another Quan has been found. We are keeping him far from the city for now, but in time we will round him into the arena, though we think this one might be too big." She managed a chuckle.
"All the vehicles you see flying around here, in Aberash, are powered by much smaller Cores. Much of our other technology, as well. Some people infuse the Cores with their weapons for devastating effects. Others use them to expose the beauty that they hold. One thing is for sure: they're absolutely valuable, no matter where you come from."
Damioa nodded as they both explained about the core. He became disinterested when he found out it was about power and not money, but, he still kept his attention going. He chugged down his beer and happily wiped his face. "Ahhhh, that's good stuff." He could have fell asleep right there, but, he had more questions to ask. "So when does the hunt start?"
Rosh listened and nodded along. He was here for the hunts as well, but not as a champion or spectator. This old man had his own things he was doing. As the they spoke another water arrived. He pulled out a small book from his bag and began scribbling in it. Every now and then he would look to the television and make a note.
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