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Vrazz

An elementally crafted being that is skilled in the art of Magic.

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

Description

Name: Vrazz
Age: Unknown
Most Skilled In: Destruction & Conjuration Magic.
Alias: None
Theme (Subject To Change)
Personality: Being a creation of the arcane arts, for the soul purpose of supporting a side in a war waged for territory and power, Vrazz was never hard-wired to have a "personality". Though, through his countless hours spent among strangers, he has picked up on how he should behave in the real world. His attitude is forever changing, the Magic flowing through his stuffy body is to thank, but for the most part, he is quite easy to get along with.
Current Marital Status: Single
Items: The only item that has been recorded in his upkeep at all times, is a small glowing orb, the shade a deep silver, that he uses to draw Mana from in battle, as well as other uses.
Occupation: None
Backround: (WIP)


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Vrazz's Story

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Vrazz With stitched fingers stretched out, he grasped the handle to the door of "Gambit's Bar". Seemed like an alright place, many people were said to come here on a regular basis, and it seemed only natural to him that he would venture in a time or two as well. He pushed the door open, standing for a moment in the cascading emptiness of the doorway, his deep eyes staring into the bar. There seemed only to be a single being in the bar at the time, which was a bit of a disappointment to him. Never the less, he sauntered across the bar, almost in slow motion, and straddled a bar stool. He folded his hands gently on the counter, the dull crunch of his innards echoing into the stale silence of the bar. "Silence..." He thought to himself.

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Vrazz from beneath his folded hands, a small portion of the wooden counter started to twist and contort. It wound itself up into the shape of a glass, still attached to the counter. He focused for a moment on the makeshift glass, and the base of the cup, starting at the counter, began to vibrate. The vibrations were inaudible, but from a close distance one could possibly feel them. Suddenly, the cup began to fill with a thick, blue substance, disgustingly similar in comparison to tar, swirling upward until it nearly filled the glass. Vrazz leaned forward, base of his jaw nearly touching the glass, and a low hum began. This was him ingesting the substance, though there was no physical evidence of this, just that the cup was slowly draining. This was how Vrazz got his nourishment, from the life force of the world around him, concentrated into the "liquid" in his glass.

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Vrazz suddenly felt a daunting power looming over him. It was some sort of magic he was unfamiliar with, but with no true emotion, it was impossible for him to be "scared". Had 'The Dark King' really copied his "memories" then the only thing he would have seen is darkness. Vrazz, being a puppet of pure creation, would not have internal memories, simply the warm Mana that coursed through his body, giving him "life". Vrazz has no recollection of anything that has happened in the course of his existence, for it is not stored in the mind, but instead somewhere else, in a disclosed location, completely out of 'The Dark King's' field of inquiry.

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Vrazz the memory penetration would once again come up with nothing but darkness. This is not due to a lack of power in which the spells are cast, but that Vrazz does not contain any such "memories" for 'The Dark King' to copy. If it were a matter of penetrating the mind, which Vrazz does not have, then it would have been a simple task, child's play. But seeing as how his memories are not stored in his own being, then it would be theoretically impossible for 'The Dark King' to acquire them.

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Vrazz was taken momentarily by surprise with the sudden question, but quickly addressed the man properly. "Evil? Evil would imply that I am on a side, which is something I have not been since shortly after my creation. I apologize sir, but I believe you have the wrong person."

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Vrazz thought for a moment as to why this person was so interested in him as to approach him out of nowhere after trying to penetrate his mind, but tossed the concern aside. "As I have said before, I believe you have the wrong person, I have no interest in seeing how far your liking of my potential goes." Vrazz spoke, but no mouth moved, he stared at his hands that were wrapped around his cup, not even bothering to give the man proper eye contact. His voice simply emanated from his body, going in no real direction. "I would ask to be left alone, but I'd consider it rude. If you must, there is a seat next to me."

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Vrazz before he had a chance to respectfully decline the man's offer, he attempted the mind games again, this time trying to conjure something within Vrazz. Again, this would be pointless, the only thing existing inside of Vrazz is the Mana that gives him "life". "If you want to fight, shouldn't there be a reason? Simply forcing another into combat would be pointless. You've no idea what your opponent is capable of." Vrazz continued to sit at the bar, attention still pointed at his glass. Battle was a meaningless effort on behalf of 'The Dark King', especially if it was in the solitary confinement of the mind.

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Vrazz "Farewell.." Vrazz twitched for a moment before settling once more, remaining motionless as he once had, before all the commotion with 'The Dark King'. The consumption of his Mana had left him feeling quite energetic, but he chose to remain still, letting the energy flow through his being like a river, at peace with his surroundings. This was the way he intended to spend his evening.

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Vrazz remained motionless, even as the new man approached him. A boisterous old coot, he seemed to throw himself into people's business almost as much as the previous man had. The dull glow that was once in Vrazz's eyes started to fade. He was entering a small state of what some would consider slumber, as an attempt to shrug off the new comer.

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Vrazz As soon as the elderly man gripped his shoulder, before the man had a chance to speak, Vrazz's internal defenses would trigger. The mana that coursed through his body shot out in a small amount, in the shape of a large needle, extending several inches from his shoulder where the man gripped him. Had the man not moved, the mana spike would easily impale his old flesh, at least getting him to release his grip.

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Vrazz had never actually left the bar, but instead had been sitting on a stool to the far right of the counter, in his state of "slumber". The dull glow slowly faded back into his eyes, a low exhale of contained air escaping his head. The cup that was in his hands the night before had gone back into the bar counter, but his hands were still folded in the same place they were the night before. There seemed to be no sight of the odd men that had been so eager to converse with him last night, but there were people here. For the moment, he paid no attention to them, instead he focused on gathering his mana, some would call this "waking up".

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Vrazz struggled a bit as he entered the bar, the door was giving him a bit of trouble today. Not being able to grasp simple concepts, it was hard for him to realize he needed to "push" rather than "pull". He sauntered across the bar, singling out the stool he had sat in once before, straddling it as he did his first time here. A low hum emanated from his head as he swiveled for a moment to get comfortable. Once he was settled in, he folded his hands on the bar counter, looking blankly at the wooden surface of the counter.

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Vrazz the commotion taking place in the bar hadn't really bothered him, but then a shotgun sounded off, and the mana stuffing in his head started to buzz from all the noise. He peered over his shoulder to see what was going on. From the looks of it, a man was attempting to kill a woman. What else was new? He decided it would be best to move from his current location at the bar counter, just in case things got a little too out of control. He slid from the stool, silently skulking over to the stairwell, where he chose the first step, and sat down there. This would give him a better, safer view of the goings on.

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A terrible shame, the flow of the mana inside of Vrazz, it had almost started to "settle".

The door to the bar burst open, moved by a some malevolent force push. Looming in the doorway, Vrazz gazed into the room. His eyes, normally a dull grey, were pitch black, and glowing still, with a strange foreboding gaze that they had never held before. At least not around people.

Blood soaked his stitching, it was blood from others, certainly not from him, for there was no blood in his body to be spilled. He sauntered over to the bar counter, his arms waving slowly, back and forth with each stride. Before reaching the bar counter, Vrazz collapsed, landing hard on one knee, struggling to keep from falling over.

The mana inside of his was spiraling out of control. The very power that kept him together was starting to warp. With great, heaving effort, Vrazz made it to the bar counter, where he straddled a stool for better support. A low hum escaped from his head, and the glow in his eyes started to fade.