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Rakash

Born to slay the gods. A living, breathing, declaration of war to the heavens.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Phersu

Description

Full Name - Rakash First-Born

Age - At least a millennia.

Race- God Slayers.

Weapon - A giant slab of rock chiseled to mimic a sword, which he calls the 'Breaker' for obvious reasons. He moves slowly in part because of this.

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Height - Rakash is at least eight feet tall.

Personality - Rakash is normally a calm man of few words, rarely speaking unless it is required for him to. He is loyal, and willingly to die for someone he chooses as his master. In addition to this, he is even gentle, willingly to play with children and animals happily. This calm demeanor and gentle form flies out the window when he falls into his berserk form. When he goes into that form, he shows his true colors as a weapon born to slay deities.

Power - Rakash has no gift for magic or the like, although he more than makes up for it with his herculean strength. His only real power is his rage form.

God Slayer's Rage - Rakash's body is covered in what can only be described as condensed darkness, repelling low level attacks and black/dark magic. It works as an armor in addition to increasing his speed and strength. It chisels away his life as it is in use, however, and anything more than about fifteen minutes of use will kill him or leave him an empty shell. Even a couple minutes of use will leave him heavily fatigued and unable to continue a fight. His is exceptionally vulnerable to light-based magic like this.

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Weaknesses - Rakash moves rather slowly due to his size and his sword, which allows more nimble fighters to easily outmaneuver him. This is, of course, an exception when he uses his God Slayer's Rage. In addition to his slow movements, he has no real defense against magic outside of his Rage form, and that only nullifies dark or black magic. A mage working with a nimble swordsman would have the easiest time taking him down.

History - For the most part, unknown. He was created to fight deities, or entities like deities, and there might be more like him. For now, he merely travels the Multiverse. Perhaps to find a purpose, or perhaps to fight gods.

So begins...

Rakash's Story

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A giant man entered the Arena Lobby, no doubt drawn in by the promise of violence and victory. His face, which could have been carved from rock, was solemn and his movements slow. A giant sword-like slab of stone rested on his shoulder, no doubt as heavy as him. His eyes swept over the lobby, not entirely sure what to be looking for.

The giant's name was Rakash, and he was there to fight in the Arena.

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"Hey, bitch," Tobias greeted the new arrival. "The big and dumb weight class is the next room over, but I don't blame you for not knowing that. But if you wanted a shot at the champ here, well, you gotta go through me first. Earn it just like everybody else and all that." Jesus, how was he even fitting in the lobby? And that sword, goddamn, no way were any amount of footsies going to get inside that. He needed a plan, and fast.

"Go, Lamina. Run and announce a new addition to the undercard. I need to keep him cramped and unable to move in this room for as long as I can. One good swing and he could knock me clear out of here and onto the big stage, so people need to be on standby." He stanced up in a Muay Thai pose, arms raised over his head to protect his crown and ears, his right leg kept in front of him, ready to be raised at a moment's notice to block shots to the torso.

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Rakash craned his neck down to look at his challenger. He merely stared impassively at him the entire time he talked, his crag-like face unreadable. He was fairly confused as to what was happening and was unsure as to this man challenging him, but hid his confusion well. He finally reacted when the man took his stance, but not in a way most might expect. He lifted his sword and placed it on the ground, surprisingly gentle in doing so as if afraid to scratch the floor.

"Hand-to-hand? This is acceptable," Rakash finally spoke, his voice sounding like an rock slide. He took a stance as well, raising his arms up to protect his torso and his massive hands covering the lower half of his face. A traditional boxer's stance, it seemed.

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A large flash of light goes off in the middle of the loby....u then hear a man scream in agony....

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Rather than running off, rather, Lamina stood off to the side of this new confrontation, somewhat bewildered now at how quickly things turned--and then turned again. Something instinctive kept her glued to the spot, statuesque in her observation of her old challenger and the new giant. The occasional spectator or vendor in the lobby reception stopped their activities to watch what appeared to be a potential showdown--

And then, there was a flash.

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Toby took the flash and the scream not as a cry for help, but as a signal to start while the mountain of a man was still distracted. Or supposedly so. Pushing off with his left foot, the smaller man lashed out with his heavy right leg at Rakash's left shin. Enough shots like that and suddenly even his punching power would be lacking, as he couldn't step into his blows. Of course, sending waves of agonizing pain up and down that tibia was always a good way to open up a foe.

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The man who let out the flash was quickly disposed of by the undercover operators lurking about in plains clothes in the lobby. The team of 5 were on the man like white on rye. The soldiers all apart of the Developmental Operations groups tackles the man and then stunned him into a state of semi unconsciousness. they wrist wrapped his hands together before dragging him outside to a waiting black SUV (stolen of course) with an Australian in the drivers seat and an Irishmen in the passenger seat.

"Load the package quickly lads. We ain't go all day I need to get back to the whiskey." Kelly responded with his heavy accent.

"Aye Mate's this is suppose to be in and out not some dinner party now." Aiden chimed in.

The group tossed DeathsDisciple in the trunk dazed, confused and pants just a tad bit wet as Aiden hit the gas tearing off from the street and out to FOB Olympus for interrogating.

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Rakash stood immobile as the flash went off and a scream vibrated his ear-drums, and continued to even as his opponent swung his right leg at him. He could tell from the way it moved that it wasn't normal flesh, but he stood still until the last moment. He seemed to crumble forward as the robotic leg slammed into his shin, and his face seemed to betray a shimmer of pain, but he was really falling forward on purpose. His massive left fist swung sideways at Tobias' head, the entire weight of the muscular giant behind a rock-sized fist.

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!! Lamina was so confused. Just what the hell was going on? As soon as the new distraction appeared it was disposed of by a crack team of soldiers, just as the giant began falling towards Tobias. Lamina, startled that she was about to witness something horrific, let out a little shriek, tense but unable to really aid him in his plight, given the nature of the giant opponent. What good in this situation was a small girl and a rapier?

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As Rakash came down at him like a ton of bricks, Tobias ducked to avoid the clumsy roundhouse and slipped out to the giant's right side, delivering another vicious cybernetic stomp to the walking mountain's right ankle before stepping back and looking to see how the behemoth planned to close with limited mobility.

Dear god...was this what Lamina felt when he himself was coming at her with similar lack of finesse and poise? It was a bit unnerving, which was why he needed to stop thinking about it and focus on figuring out what else could possibly damage this guy. Trying to punch him would be like striking a brick wall.

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Rakash straightened himself back up to full size, subtly putting pressing on his ankle to test it. It worked just fine, although a few more blows like that and he would definitely be slowed down. He felt like he should adjust his style, so he did. His arms went down lower and were held loosely by his sides, and his legs shifted to spread apart more. His stance was no longer that of a well-defended boxer, but more free-flowing like that of an Oriental martial artist. It wasn't perfect, as he was merely mimicking fighters he had come to blows against in the past, but it was solid enough to do damage. Perhaps it was something in his blood that allowed him to adapt to new opponents so readily?

"Since it isn't flesh, I assume destroying it won't cause you any undue pain," Rakash commented, and with that he moved forward. Slower than most fighters, sure enough, but still fast for a giant. His left leg swept towards Tobias' right, not as brutal as his previous attack but still strong.

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Now adapting to the previously dumbfounding situation, Lamina keeps to the sidelines of the fight, emerald gaze piercing holes in the combatants, who's every moves she dissected with an air of calculative review.
By ones and twos, people from within the lobby reception were becoming spectators..

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Hm. Switching up his style, and identifying his cyber leg. Clearly Tobias wasn't hitting him hard enough. As Rakash swept at his strongest asset after testing the ankle, Tobias did the simplest thing--stepping back and out of range. The ankle stomp had definitely done some damage, and that was something he could chip away at.

Tobias switched to a side-on stance, drawing upon his brutal Shotokan Karate training. This time his left side faced his foe, left arm at his waist to block shots at his thigh and midsection, while his right fist awaited blows from above and to his face from the relative comfort of chin level. "Lamina wrecked my leg once. That hurt almost as bad as my wife leaving me. Like hell I'm gonna let it happen again," he panted as he bent his knees and turned his back towards Rakash. From her vantage point, Lamina could see the street brawler's hands glowing with a curious blue energy, focusing into a ball between his palms.

"Hadouken!" Tobias turned his body back towards Rakash, arms parallel and palms facing his hulking foe. Suddenly, the ball shot forward along with his arms as he sent the attack on its way, sparks trailing behind it as the projectile zoomed right at the goliath's crotch area. Surely Lamina as a smaller fighter herself understood the wisdom of opportunism against larger opponents.

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Rakash's eyes widened ever so slightly at the incoming ball of what appeared to be energy. Had he known of these tricks up his opponents sleeves, he would have had no qualms in using his sword against him, but now the piece of rock wasn't close enough for him to pull it up and defend himself with in time. Not that the sword was his only means of defending against the energy. He didn't feel guilt over using his power against the man now, as he proved himself a worthy opponent. Rather, he would feel guilty if he didn't. Not using his full strength against the man's own would be an insult!

Rakash roared, his deep voice violently vibrating the air as his body seemed to change. What appeared to be living darkness sheathed his body right before the ball of energy connected with him, and then....

He was momentarily flying.

The giant covered in writhing shadows jumped over the low-flying ball, airborne for a brief second before crashing back into the ground feet first. His eyes glowed with red rage.

"I'll stop holding back...." Rakash seemed to whisper before rushing once more at Tobias, a bit faster than before.

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"Are you kidding? You're going serious now when that would probably hurt less than getting kicked?" Still, the charge forward demanded a reaction, and the growing audience demanded a more decisive reaction than a sidestep.

Tobias crouched down, daring Rakash to swing at him from above and putting his right leg forward to protect his legs. Using his armored cybernetic attachment to hide his arms, he focused the ki energy from the Hadouken earlier into his knuckles instead of his palms. Due to the size difference, it would be almost exactly like a jump-in from the stone behemoth.

Wait for it...wait for it..."Shoryuken!" Tobias suddenly exploded forwards and upwards, pushing off with his right leg and bringing his left arm around in a mighty leaping uppercut at Rakash's chest to nullify the charge, maybe even knock the wind out of the guy.

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Rakash's feet slammed hard in the floor and pushed himself forward even faster, the dark mass covering him protecting his body from the majority of force he just exerted but he still could feel the strain in his ankles. The problem, for Tobias, was that now he wasn't moving straight at him. Rakash narrowly dodged Tobias' Shoryuken, if it could be called dodging that close. The writhing darkness momentarily opens up on his face as the uppercut grazes him and lets out some of the giant's dark blood before closing once more.

Rakash ignored the blood spilling from his cheek and forehead, putting all of his previous momentum into a vicious roundhouse kick at Tobias' side.

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Tobias had made a mistake in that Rakash wasn't actually launching himself. Thus, the diagonal cut away from his striking fist made sense. However, as the heavy leg came around to smash the soldier's ribs into powder, Tobias's right arm was there to cushion the deadly counter hit into something more survivable. That didn't mean it wasn't going to hurt like hell.

The next thing Tobias knew, he was laid out a fair distance away from the monster. His whole right arm throbbed with pain, as did the back of his head from the whiplash on landing. Come on, man. Fight it. This is the kinda shit you train for, he thought to himself as he arched his back, put his palms down behind him and kicked up with both legs to spring to his feet. This is Wing City, baby. We don't ever fucking give up! We keep fighting till somebody can't fight anymore!

Tobias stanced back up in the Shotokan, again presenting his left side. Understandable after taking a crushing blow like that. "Is that the best you got? Come on, hit me again!" Where was that sword the dude had earlier...if it was around where he was sent sailing, he had to make sure Rakash couldn't retrieve it. Otherwise, he could very well be leaving in two pieces...ah, there it was! Between all the charging about and his recent express flight courtesy of Roundhouse Kick Airlines, it was right behind him. He took a step back, not so subtly nudging the hilt of the weapon with his right foot so it would skid on the floor and out of reach for the rest of the battle. "A big guy like you won't need that against me. Let's go."

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Rakash readied himself for another attack, feeling somewhat proud of Tobias for surviving his vicious kick and still being able to fight. He would've applauded him for kicking his sword away as well, were they not engaged in such a tense battle. The battle would be much easier had Rakash been able to grab his weapon. He would have had a much easier time repelling Tobias' unusual attacks with it. Still, not that such a feat was impossible for Rakash without his weapon.

Rakash wanted to end this quickly. He was starting to feel strain on his body from his power, and he wouldn't be able to keep this up for any more than maybe ten more minutes without killing himself or irreparably damaging his body. He rushed at Tobias once more, crouching his body low down to the ground in his charge this time. He couldn't get too low given his size, but even a few inches closer to the ground would reduce the damage from that vicious uppercut.

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Low enough and he couldn't even properly charge. But now that Rakash was respecting the anti-air move, Tobias could use that to try something else. Something more decisive. It looked more like a duck walk, but the long legs ensured that the giant closed at a respective clip.

"Come on, dude, I'm waiting. Do your bullshit." Tobias tossed a few right cross jabs at the air to egg on the behemoth, still guarding himself with his left while testing the limb. Yep. Still hurt like a bitch. This time he would let Rakash swing first, absorb the hit and counter with something he hoped would finish the mammoth man. Time to use his Scatterran CQC training, as whoever and whatever this thing that called itself Rakash was, he and the mighty Khavel could easily go blow for blow. Chipping at his ankle was only going to wear him out, not the giant. Tobias needed a fight-ending combination attack, and it had to start right here before the internal bleeding became too much.

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Rakash roared as he charged, pretending to have been goaded with the air jabs. He wasn't going to swing at Tobias, however. He kept closing in, closing his arms around his chest instead of swinging them when he got within range, using them like a shield. This time, he slammed once more into the ground and propelling himself straight at Tobias without swinging, using his entire body as a massive battering ram. He didn't want to hit Tobias. He wanted to slam into him with roughly three hundred pounds of muscle.

Rakash seemed oddly skilled and sure in his movements, as if he was used to slamming his body full on into his opponents.

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Three hundred pounds? Please. Bigger and stronger dudes loved to shove him around on base. But no more. Planting his right leg behind him and setting his feet while tensing the muscles in his left arm, Tobias took the charge like a hero, because like a boss implied that he would fall in the end to the questing hero. Still, 300 pounds was a lot, and the smaller man's legs bent ever so slightly...but they would not give. After the impetus had been spent, Tobias pushed back against Rakash. Not enough to shove him away, but just enough to get him to open his arms and regain balance.

Now it was time for the counter attack. Yelling at the top of his lungs in a mighty kiai shout to unnerve the stony foe and lend extra force to the blow, Tobias turned his shoulders and threw a mighty right cross, using everything he had learned about boxing from the Phoenix Gym. Right knee pointing at left knee, turning his hips as if swinging a baseball bat, driving his toes into the ground as if he was squishing a spider for his beloved.

Keeping the elbow in to prevent a telegraph, Tobias aimed not at Rakash's rocky countenance, but behind it. The punch came out straight, Tobias's left hand up to guard against the unlikely counter as his right fist rocketed towards the bridge of Rakash's ugly fucking face, fully intending to break through the surface and keep going to see if his head really was full of rocks.

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Rakash didn't expect this to happen, but the fact he kept his arms pressed against his chest saved him from having to deal with the punch that came flying towards him. He raised his arms up in an odd position, so his elbows were about even with his forehead. It might have seemed obvious what he was going to do from an outsider's position, and he had not doubt Tobias would find out himself soon.

Rakash slammed his arms down, elbows first, at Tobias' fist, planning on taking the full impact of the punch on rock-hard and pointy bone. If the force behind Tobias wasn't enough to destroy his fists against them, then Rakash's own would certainly help it.

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Rakash had a good plan. A great one, even. But with his elbows all the way up at his forehead, plus the natural height difference between the two fighters, meant that the rock man's face was still totally exposed to Tobias's heavy punch. With the defense drop, hit or not, Tobias would soon launch into a devastating combo...though it was hard to see how Rakash would have the focus needed for the retaliation after getting punched in the goddamn face.

After the right straight punch, he would follow with two quick left jabs to the nether regions, followed by a jumping hard field goal kick with his right leg for the proper amount of testicular trauma. Then, the coup de grace. Putting his hands behind his back again, Tobias would channel his pain into a stronger fireball, the glow getting to be almost blinding.

"Metsu! HADOUKEN!" he cried with a hint of anguish, the fireball strong enough to deliver multiple hits and drive Rakash back even on block. The whole combo would conclude with the projectile exploding for even more damage. Of course, if the counter did go through, Tobias was out an arm, but lucky for him the rest of the combo didn't really need it. Just another trip to the hospital, is all...another day in the life of a street fighter.

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Rakash took the brunt of the attacks, sliding back an inch with each strike. He brought his arms down barely in time, taking the fireball head on with his arms. The darkness covering him was pushed back before recovering the areas that were hit, defending him from the very worst of it. His arms weren't in the best condition, though, and the only thing allowing him to still move them was the shadowy substance coating his body.

Rakash stood stock still after the combo was over, around a foot back from where he had been. He didn't even seem to be breathing, as even his chest didn't move. It truly looked like Tobias had won the fight. For that brief moment, that is.

The black giant roared once more, but this time was drastically different. The sound didn't have the calculating edge to it that it had earlier, designed to intimidate and throw off his opponents. His voice was tinged with pain and madness. It was as if one could hear the insanity creeping into his mind from the pain caused by his opponent.

Rakash's eyes latched on to Tobias, mindless rage filling them as he rushed once more at the man as if the vicious attack he received had never happened. The giant was snarling, lashing his arms blindly at Tobias in an attempt to deal whatever damage he could before the time on this form ran up, or he pushed it too far and killed himself.

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Shit. Rakash was moving even faster than before. Left, right, left, right, both, and he was charging forward at the same time. There was no way Tobias was going to risk trying to get inside that range until he could see a chance to get in and hit that tender ankle one more time. He may have taken a few licks, but he wasn't stupid.

Keeping his head low and behind his forearms as they formed a wall he could barely even see through, Tobias circled towards Rakash's right side to sidestep the reckless charge. He didn't have Lamina's speed or counter-punching skills, but he was trying to apply the lessons he learned from doing the exact same thing to the half-pint. Dodge, dodge, dodge, look for an over-extension and get him the hell off with a single well-placed blow. Tobias continued to circle the makeshift arena, expecting Rakash's rampage to continue, if not intensify.