Short version: Onyx is tall and thin, with gray eyes and long black hair. There’s nothing special about his eyes; they just happen to be gray. Although he looks somewhat fragile in physical terms, he also seems menacing, especially when angered.
He prefers to dress plainly, in dark colors (or white), but rarely black. He has no accessories.
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Onyx was born into his power as a warlock, making him somewhat less powerful than those granted such power. His magic is essentially fueled by his 'soul', which is far more powerful than that of a normal human; in addition, the power comes back at such a rate that it's hard to use up. Still, extensive draw on this power will weaken Onyx.
This power grants Onyx a wide range of powers, though he's limited compared to many other spellcaster. He has no defensive or healing ability, and almost all of his offensive powers are lethal, making it rather hard for him to capture anybody.
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Onyx Keifer
A snarky warlock.
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The Infinite Void
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Eladonius
Description
Personality
Onyx is snarky at best to rude at worst, ranging through various levels of sarcasm between. He's able to act well enough to fill most roles in a hurry, and has a bit of a different morality than most people. Technolgoy interest him almsot as much as magic, and in a multidimensional setting, he'll happily spend quite a lot of pare time examining new forms of both.
Equipment
Onyx keeps a generator (small, silver oval, in terms of appearances) which produces a holographic .44 magnum. That allows him to generally shoot whatever his magic won't kill, especially since its bullets lack recoil, and the guns doesn't need reloading since it's, well, holographic. It's slow, but don't underestimate its power... unless you normally ignore bullets, in which case, you'll be safe from it.
He also has a set of holographic armor, also originating form a generator. Invisible until something attempts to damage Onyx, it resembles a set of dark blue leather armor. It isn't very strong, and can be overwhelmed easily, but recharges quickly.
History
For starters, who names their kids Onyx?
They didn't. A few years back, onyx lost his memory. Most of it, anyway. And he hasn't gone looking for the missing pieces, because he feels that would be stupid. So he simply renamed himself and made a new life. He made friends with a lot of people, despite his general bad attitude - a knight, an assassin, a necromancer, a healer, and so forth.
But more importantly, he became a criminal. Or rather, a crime lord, so to speak. He ran the crime in his neighborhood, and mostly stayed out of jail.
How'd he get here? He wishes he knew.
So begins...
Onyx Keifer's Story
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Onyx Keifer walked into Gambit's bar, a few feet behind Grey. The moment he entered, he looked startled - no, he looked completely taken aback. He look around at the bar and those inside suspiciously, and tapped the nearest wall wall once or twice.
"This isn't my house," he noted, still rather surprised.
"This isn't my house," he noted, still rather surprised.
"I think I missed something," Onyx muttered to himself, looking between Genetic Soldier and Cain. Probably something interesting; but, he wasn't quite ready to talk to the inhabitants of what had been his house until a minute ago.
The warlock turned on his heel, left the bar, and promptly came back in. He moved to the side enough to let anyone else past him, and leaned against the wall for a moment. "Okay. New dimension. That's... new. And not good."
The warlock turned on his heel, left the bar, and promptly came back in. He moved to the side enough to let anyone else past him, and leaned against the wall for a moment. "Okay. New dimension. That's... new. And not good."
Onyx watched Grey storm past him, then peeled away form the wall and picked a booth a fair distance away from Cain. He might be in a different dimension now, for whatever reason, but he could manage. And maybe, just maybe, he could get some information here. But not immediately, unless the opportunity came up on its own.
"That was as pointless as it was short," he said to nobody in particular. "Some people just don't get society. I'm not a nice guy, but still..."
"That was as pointless as it was short," he said to nobody in particular. "Some people just don't get society. I'm not a nice guy, but still..."
"Amazing," Onyx commented to himself. He'd been at the bar, having never left it, whole a dozen people arrived - not all of them through the door - and nearly as many things had happened at once. Or almost at once, anyway.
Unfortunately, the only thing he knew was that he was most definetly not in his home dimension. That was it.
After another moment of contemplation, he peeled himself off of his stool and approached the samurai and woman near him. "Do you mind... Your sword holds your soul?"
Unfortunately, the only thing he knew was that he was most definetly not in his home dimension. That was it.
After another moment of contemplation, he peeled himself off of his stool and approached the samurai and woman near him. "Do you mind... Your sword holds your soul?"
Onyx waited a few moments, but neither person reacted much - and both negatively at that. He waited a bit longer, eyebrows raised, before speaking. For now, he ignored the woman - she simply didn't have his attention.
"I didn't mean to offend," the warlock said politely. "I've simply never seen or heard of such a weapon. I don't need or want it; I don't even know how to use a sword. Where I come from, they're rather... antiquated."
"I didn't mean to offend," the warlock said politely. "I've simply never seen or heard of such a weapon. I don't need or want it; I don't even know how to use a sword. Where I come from, they're rather... antiquated."
"I'm not asking you to hand it over," Onyx said, a bit surprised. Again. "I'm just asking about it. If you don't want to answer a few simple questions, then so be it."
But he didn't leave - he wanted some form of an answer one way or another. Oh, he didn't intend to use force by any means - if the man didn't want to talk, then Onyx would just have to give up. He just wanted to know that much first.
... And the man was talking to a cat that had just taken up residence behind the bar. A rather unusual cat... thing... at that. Still, Onyx waited.
But he didn't leave - he wanted some form of an answer one way or another. Oh, he didn't intend to use force by any means - if the man didn't want to talk, then Onyx would just have to give up. He just wanted to know that much first.
... And the man was talking to a cat that had just taken up residence behind the bar. A rather unusual cat... thing... at that. Still, Onyx waited.
"Huh. I didn't know dragons could do that... though they may well be different types altogether." Onyx shrugged. For now, he ignored everyone save the bladesman, though others were vying for the man's attention. "So its soul is in your sword, and somebody else has the fang, then?"
"Hm. Not all of what I asked. Well, then, maybe I'll talk to you later, if we happen to meet."
With that, Onyx left the samurai, returning to his seat by the bar. He noted the newcomer and his rusted sword, but spared only a glance for the man. He did take notice of the woman who had gotten smacked by the doors on the way in, her and her literal lamb. He had to smile a little at that.
With that, Onyx left the samurai, returning to his seat by the bar. He noted the newcomer and his rusted sword, but spared only a glance for the man. He did take notice of the woman who had gotten smacked by the doors on the way in, her and her literal lamb. He had to smile a little at that.
Onyx hauled himself back off of his stool and made his way to the somewhat bloodied girl with the lamb. "Are you okay?"
Granted, he wasn't actually that interested. Still, he might as well try to make friends... connections, and she didn't seem that abnormal.
Granted, he wasn't actually that interested. Still, he might as well try to make friends... connections, and she didn't seem that abnormal.
"Yeah, you're stable, Onyx muttered, watching Thistle eat. He spoke up after a moment. "I'd help you if I could, but I simply don't have the ability to heal."
"I hope so," Onyx said, with only a touch of his standard sarcasm. Actually, now that he thought about it, that was the first bit of sarcasm he'd used since arriving here. Though this wasn't the normal way of using it. Still...
"Did the door mess with your mind, too?" he asked, since she didn't seem to be the type to care. There was the possibility that he was wrong, and the question would alienate her. If so, he'd just give up on the bar and go exploring the new (to him) dimension.
"Did the door mess with your mind, too?" he asked, since she didn't seem to be the type to care. There was the possibility that he was wrong, and the question would alienate her. If so, he'd just give up on the bar and go exploring the new (to him) dimension.
"Onyx," the warlock responded, on cue. "That's what I named myself. Lost my memory, a few years ago. 'Onyx' seemed like something nobody would name their kid, and I liked it. Never found my past - never looked - so the name stuck. What's with the lamb?"
Honestly, telling that much of himself hadn't caused any problems in the past, and he doubted it could cause any here. And for some reason, he felt like telling her, almost as if to justify using the name. Or just to forestall questions about it. Yeah, he'd go with that.
Then he realized that the girl was starting to choke. Startled, he looked around frantically for help - frankly, he had no idea what to do, and seconds to do it in.
Honestly, telling that much of himself hadn't caused any problems in the past, and he doubted it could cause any here. And for some reason, he felt like telling her, almost as if to justify using the name. Or just to forestall questions about it. Yeah, he'd go with that.
Then he realized that the girl was starting to choke. Startled, he looked around frantically for help - frankly, he had no idea what to do, and seconds to do it in.
"Forget what I was saying," Onyx said, examining Thistle as best he could without getting uncomfortably close. Normally he didn't care about others. Normally, others didn't choke right in front of him. "I'm sorry I didn't... I literally didn't know what to do. Are you okay?"
"Smacked by a door, almost choked, and you sure didn't learn from the second," Onyx pointed out. "If you die, I'll let you. But you never did explain the lamb."
Speaking of which, he eyed the animal as it approached, with some caution. Given what he'd seen just by sitting at the bar today - not to mention some aspects of his home dimension - he didn't trust its appearance.
Speaking of which, he eyed the animal as it approached, with some caution. Given what he'd seen just by sitting at the bar today - not to mention some aspects of his home dimension - he didn't trust its appearance.
The setting changes from Mjötviðr; The Realms to Gambit's Bar
Onyx shrugged. "All right, if you insist. Your turn to ask something.
Onyx glanced briefly at the cat as she... it.. the cat thing came in again; but decided to ignore her. One person at a time.
While he was waiting on Thistle, Onyx discovered that this bar did, in fact, serve lemonade. It took him a minute to figure out how to order a glass, but once he had it, he was perfectly content to sit and sip.
It seemed... off, somehow, but he ignored it for the moment. Different dimension, different lemons.
It seemed... off, somehow, but he ignored it for the moment. Different dimension, different lemons.
A surge of power ran straight up Onyx's arm and into his glass. Within seconds, the lemonade was boiling - literally. Onyx jerked his hand away; the glass had started to melt where his hand had been, though his hand itself was fine.
"That's not good," he noted, staring at his hand in surprise. It was as if his power had simply decided it had a mind of its own, just briefly. Another surge started, but Onyx suppressed it - though not very easily...
"That's not good," he noted, staring at his hand in surprise. It was as if his power had simply decided it had a mind of its own, just briefly. Another surge started, but Onyx suppressed it - though not very easily...
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