Post by Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns on Jun 1, 2012 19:30:42 GMT -6
Name: Alex J. Chambers
Aliases: None
Age: 17
Gender: M
Species: Human Regenerator
Alignment: Good
Canon or Original: Original
Date of Birth: 1/3/1994
Place of Birth: Vatican City
Physical Appearance: He seems like a child before you, but his body is lined with lean muscle, he may only stand at 5’9” and only be 155lbs but his body is more well-conditioned than 80% of the population of adults. His hair is black and sits messy on his head, his eyes are dark brown. His skin is a slightly tan color to it hinting of Spanish or Middle Eastern blood.
Special Abilities: Advanced super human strength, speed, agility, Regeneration, Enhanced Durability. He fights with a trained Gun-Kata style.
Weapons: Semi-automatic Blessed custom pistols, their normal chambers fire 9mm rounds, the under barrel fires a range of different shells that were hand crafted for special occasions. The shells all range in a .410 bore shotgun shell design. Each of his shells are numbered from 1-13 each one having a different holy property, he may also fire normal .410 bore shells.
Shell 1: Fires a holy blast of energy at the target. It is the simplest design of all the shells mimicking a normal shotgun slug.
Shell 2: Mimics birdshot but in a holy energy sort of way. This shell is the second most simple in design and the easiest to make.
Shell 3: Is a scatter shield. So long as one of these is loaded into one of the two guns he can fire it creating a shield of light to block projectiles. This shell has a three shot life span before it ejects.
Shell 4: Is a non-lethal concussive blast shell. It’s mostly made of gun powder and uses the same charge as Shell 3 but as a projectile.
Shell 5: Is a non-lethal blessing shell. Whatever surface this shell paints becomes blessed and purified. Becomes lethal only if the target it’s fired at is unholy or demonic.
Shell 6: Lethal holy shell. This shell can only be completed when a veteran Paladin blesses it. It’s usage is an overpowered holy blast that can easily blow holes through concrete walls.
Shell 7: Lethal explosive shell. This shell fires a holy ball of energy that acts similar to a grenade and blows the area up doing no damage unless the target hit by the splash damage is impure.
Shell 8: Dubbed: The Infinity Shell. An extremely hard shell to create, and extremely powerful shell. This shell, if it makes contact, pulls the person into a vortex that ends up imploding in on itself killing whoever is inside. This shell needs approval by the Vatican to create and needs the blessing of the Pope or someone high enough to matches the Popes caliber of holy prowess.
Shell 9: Non-Lethal shell that creates a barrier of light around the person for one shot that’ll protect them from any impure and unholy energy. This shell is ejected instantly and burnt up on use.
Shell 10: Dubbed: Monster Shell. This shell fires a massive blast of energy at the target that can do massive damage to surrounding structures. It must be blessed on by a veteran Paladin to be used.
Shell 11: The next three shells are extremely hard to get like the Infinity Shell. Shells 8, 11, 12, and 13, are the hardest shells to achieve due to a lack of holy connection. Shell 11 fires a mega blast of holy energy that purifies an entire mile of land for a number of hours. During that time anything unholy in the area will feel extremely weakened.
Shell 12: Extremely lethal this shell fires an arch of holy light that can bisect almost anything it touches. After about 10 seconds the shell is ejected.
Shell 13: Dubbed: Martyr shot. This shot when fired implodes the weapon and the user along with anything in a 100 yard range with a holy energy. This shell is a sin and must only be used if one is deemed not to be able to be saved.
History:
I was just a boy when the priest pulled me from the ashes of a burning city. He was one of the Templars, a man armored to the teeth. I watched as the man assigned a squire to watch over me, he ran into battle as if the vampires and demons deterred him not. With one slash of his blade a thousand were slain, it was then I became reborn as a member of the City. This is my story, I am Alex Chambers.
Chapter 1
I am Alex
These Templars lead him and several of the other orphans back to the Vatican City. There were twenty three of them, however five were being carried due to their injuries, and they wouldn’t make it the night. Behind the walls he was fed and cleaned, clothed and inspected for bites by an unholy fowl. One of the orphans he came in with was killed by steak due to the bites on his neck, Alex would escape this horrible end.
He learned the man who saved him was Father Jean de Milan and his team of Paladins including: Knight Sir Tom, and Master Basil the Confessor. The other Templars with them were low ranking and trainees. The date today was Sometime in 2002. It had been two years since Dracula and Belial were killed and Lucifer defeated by the hands of a single Templar, a man worshiped as a blessing from God, Alexander Anderson.
The war had lightened up enough for the Vatican armies to push into Europe and begin pressing out the demon and vampire armies. However, the raid on the town just outside of the Vatican City wasn’t part of the army, it had trails to a rogue group simply calling itself The Fang Empire. Alex went to sleep that night dreaming of the fangs hunting for him and his orphan family. In his dreams he fought them back as a Templar.
The following day the Orphans were all woken up and brought into the church to pray their daily blessings. Grand Marshal Benedict came forward into the church, his armor was like the Templars but was complete with a large cape, the red that was normally on the linings of the Templar armors was golden on his. He carried a large shield written on its side: Aut rex aut asinus. Benedict was a very imposing man to look on, even if his face was kind and his demeanor was at ease, one could tell that he was a battle hardened veteran and that there was a reason he was in charge of the Holy Templar Army.
The Grand Marshal bowed his head to them and said a prayer for them he spoke to them though, “Each of you will get a chance to redeem what was lost. This world is changing because of the actions of the Wrath of God, Alexander Anderson. In his place we would like to present a new generation of Templar Devout as he was. You will not be forced to do this, but it is in your best wishes to begin at such a young age and begin training now. So by a show of hands, please let me know if you’re interested. I will explain in detail the hardships of this path after.”
Alex raised his hand first before all of them even had a chance to consider it. Benedict looked at him and pointed, “What is your name boy.”
“My name is Alex…”
Chapter 2
The Chant of the Templars
Three years had passed. Alex was trained with the way of a blade and trained in the way of the voice. He was taught to read and write and how to read the chants of the angels. The bible he carried guided him day to day, but what kept him going was a thought of revenge against all those unholy. The vampires who killed the lady who watched over him, and the damned world of demons, every bit of demonic energies. The bible told him what he was thinking was wrong, however he was stubborn as a child.
He entered the main chambers as he did every morning alongside his many peers. Of the original thirteen who joined the Devout, he was the most eager, however he wasn’t the most talented. The two oldest were five years his superiors. They were also a lot stronger and a lot faster than he was, making them group leaders. But they were also assholes.
Sir Tom looked over the training like he did every day, eventually they were assigned to doing small tasks outside the walls. One such task would send them back to the ruins of their home. They were tested on emotion to try their hand at anger. However, something was waiting for them. These children were all between 8 and 15, a full unit of vampire soldiers emerged from the darkness, something no one was expecting.
Sir Tom drew his blades, “Kids! To me! Form a circle!” The vampires swarmed them from all sides. The children drew their swords and they all kept to a tight rank fending off the assault. However, they would soon have to separate into groups of two. Chambers took to the second oldest and together they fought as a team, Sir Tom fought on his own but tried to keep a tightknit watch over his pupils.
And then the familiars came. The Elder stepped into the town, his sunken face and black eyes gazed over the children who fought bravely against his vampire soldiers. However, he moved in and quickly annihilated two of the thirteen in one swing of his blade. And then came Sir Tom. He moved quickly engaging the Elder openly. The children still had the familiars to deal with, but they managed.
Chambers moved quickly between the rows of vampire ranks. He and the boy he worked with worked perfectly as a team until a second Elder stepped on the field and engaged them both. Chambers came from the left while the other boy came from the right both causing little to no damage as the Elder quickly pushed them away.
“Alex! Get out of here!” The boy shoved him, “Go help Sir Tom, help him down that bastard and get back to me!” Chambers nodded and moved quickly away. He cleared the rows taking out any who got in front of him but they slowed him down. He watched as all the children were getting mowed down and then Sir Tom fell. Chambers turned around and watched as the other boy fell to the Elder, he was alone.
For only a moment. He fought hard against the crowd before one of the Elders pushed through and told them to stop. He raised his sword to Chambers, “Boy, you fight with fire in your heart. Do you think you can best me in combat? If you do, I promise you can walk free unharmed.”
Chambers spit at him and then the back half including the second elder exploded from one slash. Marshall Jean had arrived to the scene. He stepped over the gore pit and to his pupils side putting his free hand on the boys shoulder.
“In the name of the Father, the son, and the Holy Ghost, I deem you all slain.”
With one pull he pushed Alex back and swiped the sword again. A massive wave of holy energy came across the entire sea of vampire until all where annihilated. He and Alex walked back to the Vatican City in silence. An emergency team went past them collecting the bodies.
When they arrived Basil and Benedict along with many priests and high up normal Templars were all in prayer within the Chapel. The Templars Chanted in the name of sorrow.
Chapter 3
A World of Fire
Years passed him by. He was fully trained. Unlike other Templars he learned an art long lost to the modern man, the art of guns. He forged his weapons himself and made them from holy silver with a black gun metal coating over them, they were in the shapes of crosses and had caster shells created for the usage of enhanced holy powers.
He was ahead of his time here. But his final test was at the tips of his fingers. He would become fully Devout. Chambers was sent into a city ruins with a team of three other Templar to do scouting and possibly find out who led these Vampire soldiers. They were matched with wave after wave of Vampire but Chambers quickly dispatched them with silver blessed rounds putting an end to a quick problem.
Eventually he had mercy on one poor bastard and shot him with a normal shell blowing his knees from under him. He walked to the vampire and put a foot on his neck, “Who leads your army?” The vampire spit at him, granted it wasn’t very easy and hit him back in the face, Alex pushed harder on his neck, “Answer me.”
The vampire spat out his words, “Mircea!” Then took two holy rounds to the chest. Alex looked up, “That was easy.”
He returned to the Vatican City and relayed the information and the Pope smiled at him, “You’ve come a long way Alex Chambers. Please, come to the Devout chambers. You will be advanced to a full member and will be sent with Basil, Benedict, and Jean to face Mircea’s army and take him down, hopefully taking out the last of the tainted Dracul bloodline. I know you’re younger than the normal Devout, but we need a replacement after Sir Tom… Let him rest in peace.”
Chambers stepped into the room and stood in the very center. A high priest stood where Sir Tom would normally stand, the Pope began his prayer. The light shined on Alex and he felt his body changing he felt the warmth of the light and heard the voice of the God warmly speak to him, “Your fight is not with Aecrim the Terrible, it is in another land completely. Please, forgive me for taking you away from your home for only this short time, but they need you.”
He heard the screams, felt the cold stone at his back. Chambers opened his eyes to see a red sky and embers rising from it. He sat up and surveyed the area before standing, “Where am I?”
Aliases: None
Age: 17
Gender: M
Species: Human Regenerator
Alignment: Good
Canon or Original: Original
Date of Birth: 1/3/1994
Place of Birth: Vatican City
Physical Appearance: He seems like a child before you, but his body is lined with lean muscle, he may only stand at 5’9” and only be 155lbs but his body is more well-conditioned than 80% of the population of adults. His hair is black and sits messy on his head, his eyes are dark brown. His skin is a slightly tan color to it hinting of Spanish or Middle Eastern blood.
Special Abilities: Advanced super human strength, speed, agility, Regeneration, Enhanced Durability. He fights with a trained Gun-Kata style.
Weapons: Semi-automatic Blessed custom pistols, their normal chambers fire 9mm rounds, the under barrel fires a range of different shells that were hand crafted for special occasions. The shells all range in a .410 bore shotgun shell design. Each of his shells are numbered from 1-13 each one having a different holy property, he may also fire normal .410 bore shells.
Shell 1: Fires a holy blast of energy at the target. It is the simplest design of all the shells mimicking a normal shotgun slug.
Shell 2: Mimics birdshot but in a holy energy sort of way. This shell is the second most simple in design and the easiest to make.
Shell 3: Is a scatter shield. So long as one of these is loaded into one of the two guns he can fire it creating a shield of light to block projectiles. This shell has a three shot life span before it ejects.
Shell 4: Is a non-lethal concussive blast shell. It’s mostly made of gun powder and uses the same charge as Shell 3 but as a projectile.
Shell 5: Is a non-lethal blessing shell. Whatever surface this shell paints becomes blessed and purified. Becomes lethal only if the target it’s fired at is unholy or demonic.
Shell 6: Lethal holy shell. This shell can only be completed when a veteran Paladin blesses it. It’s usage is an overpowered holy blast that can easily blow holes through concrete walls.
Shell 7: Lethal explosive shell. This shell fires a holy ball of energy that acts similar to a grenade and blows the area up doing no damage unless the target hit by the splash damage is impure.
Shell 8: Dubbed: The Infinity Shell. An extremely hard shell to create, and extremely powerful shell. This shell, if it makes contact, pulls the person into a vortex that ends up imploding in on itself killing whoever is inside. This shell needs approval by the Vatican to create and needs the blessing of the Pope or someone high enough to matches the Popes caliber of holy prowess.
Shell 9: Non-Lethal shell that creates a barrier of light around the person for one shot that’ll protect them from any impure and unholy energy. This shell is ejected instantly and burnt up on use.
Shell 10: Dubbed: Monster Shell. This shell fires a massive blast of energy at the target that can do massive damage to surrounding structures. It must be blessed on by a veteran Paladin to be used.
Shell 11: The next three shells are extremely hard to get like the Infinity Shell. Shells 8, 11, 12, and 13, are the hardest shells to achieve due to a lack of holy connection. Shell 11 fires a mega blast of holy energy that purifies an entire mile of land for a number of hours. During that time anything unholy in the area will feel extremely weakened.
Shell 12: Extremely lethal this shell fires an arch of holy light that can bisect almost anything it touches. After about 10 seconds the shell is ejected.
Shell 13: Dubbed: Martyr shot. This shot when fired implodes the weapon and the user along with anything in a 100 yard range with a holy energy. This shell is a sin and must only be used if one is deemed not to be able to be saved.
History:
I was just a boy when the priest pulled me from the ashes of a burning city. He was one of the Templars, a man armored to the teeth. I watched as the man assigned a squire to watch over me, he ran into battle as if the vampires and demons deterred him not. With one slash of his blade a thousand were slain, it was then I became reborn as a member of the City. This is my story, I am Alex Chambers.
Chapter 1
I am Alex
These Templars lead him and several of the other orphans back to the Vatican City. There were twenty three of them, however five were being carried due to their injuries, and they wouldn’t make it the night. Behind the walls he was fed and cleaned, clothed and inspected for bites by an unholy fowl. One of the orphans he came in with was killed by steak due to the bites on his neck, Alex would escape this horrible end.
He learned the man who saved him was Father Jean de Milan and his team of Paladins including: Knight Sir Tom, and Master Basil the Confessor. The other Templars with them were low ranking and trainees. The date today was Sometime in 2002. It had been two years since Dracula and Belial were killed and Lucifer defeated by the hands of a single Templar, a man worshiped as a blessing from God, Alexander Anderson.
The war had lightened up enough for the Vatican armies to push into Europe and begin pressing out the demon and vampire armies. However, the raid on the town just outside of the Vatican City wasn’t part of the army, it had trails to a rogue group simply calling itself The Fang Empire. Alex went to sleep that night dreaming of the fangs hunting for him and his orphan family. In his dreams he fought them back as a Templar.
The following day the Orphans were all woken up and brought into the church to pray their daily blessings. Grand Marshal Benedict came forward into the church, his armor was like the Templars but was complete with a large cape, the red that was normally on the linings of the Templar armors was golden on his. He carried a large shield written on its side: Aut rex aut asinus. Benedict was a very imposing man to look on, even if his face was kind and his demeanor was at ease, one could tell that he was a battle hardened veteran and that there was a reason he was in charge of the Holy Templar Army.
The Grand Marshal bowed his head to them and said a prayer for them he spoke to them though, “Each of you will get a chance to redeem what was lost. This world is changing because of the actions of the Wrath of God, Alexander Anderson. In his place we would like to present a new generation of Templar Devout as he was. You will not be forced to do this, but it is in your best wishes to begin at such a young age and begin training now. So by a show of hands, please let me know if you’re interested. I will explain in detail the hardships of this path after.”
Alex raised his hand first before all of them even had a chance to consider it. Benedict looked at him and pointed, “What is your name boy.”
“My name is Alex…”
Chapter 2
The Chant of the Templars
Three years had passed. Alex was trained with the way of a blade and trained in the way of the voice. He was taught to read and write and how to read the chants of the angels. The bible he carried guided him day to day, but what kept him going was a thought of revenge against all those unholy. The vampires who killed the lady who watched over him, and the damned world of demons, every bit of demonic energies. The bible told him what he was thinking was wrong, however he was stubborn as a child.
He entered the main chambers as he did every morning alongside his many peers. Of the original thirteen who joined the Devout, he was the most eager, however he wasn’t the most talented. The two oldest were five years his superiors. They were also a lot stronger and a lot faster than he was, making them group leaders. But they were also assholes.
Sir Tom looked over the training like he did every day, eventually they were assigned to doing small tasks outside the walls. One such task would send them back to the ruins of their home. They were tested on emotion to try their hand at anger. However, something was waiting for them. These children were all between 8 and 15, a full unit of vampire soldiers emerged from the darkness, something no one was expecting.
Sir Tom drew his blades, “Kids! To me! Form a circle!” The vampires swarmed them from all sides. The children drew their swords and they all kept to a tight rank fending off the assault. However, they would soon have to separate into groups of two. Chambers took to the second oldest and together they fought as a team, Sir Tom fought on his own but tried to keep a tightknit watch over his pupils.
And then the familiars came. The Elder stepped into the town, his sunken face and black eyes gazed over the children who fought bravely against his vampire soldiers. However, he moved in and quickly annihilated two of the thirteen in one swing of his blade. And then came Sir Tom. He moved quickly engaging the Elder openly. The children still had the familiars to deal with, but they managed.
Chambers moved quickly between the rows of vampire ranks. He and the boy he worked with worked perfectly as a team until a second Elder stepped on the field and engaged them both. Chambers came from the left while the other boy came from the right both causing little to no damage as the Elder quickly pushed them away.
“Alex! Get out of here!” The boy shoved him, “Go help Sir Tom, help him down that bastard and get back to me!” Chambers nodded and moved quickly away. He cleared the rows taking out any who got in front of him but they slowed him down. He watched as all the children were getting mowed down and then Sir Tom fell. Chambers turned around and watched as the other boy fell to the Elder, he was alone.
For only a moment. He fought hard against the crowd before one of the Elders pushed through and told them to stop. He raised his sword to Chambers, “Boy, you fight with fire in your heart. Do you think you can best me in combat? If you do, I promise you can walk free unharmed.”
Chambers spit at him and then the back half including the second elder exploded from one slash. Marshall Jean had arrived to the scene. He stepped over the gore pit and to his pupils side putting his free hand on the boys shoulder.
“In the name of the Father, the son, and the Holy Ghost, I deem you all slain.”
With one pull he pushed Alex back and swiped the sword again. A massive wave of holy energy came across the entire sea of vampire until all where annihilated. He and Alex walked back to the Vatican City in silence. An emergency team went past them collecting the bodies.
When they arrived Basil and Benedict along with many priests and high up normal Templars were all in prayer within the Chapel. The Templars Chanted in the name of sorrow.
Chapter 3
A World of Fire
Years passed him by. He was fully trained. Unlike other Templars he learned an art long lost to the modern man, the art of guns. He forged his weapons himself and made them from holy silver with a black gun metal coating over them, they were in the shapes of crosses and had caster shells created for the usage of enhanced holy powers.
He was ahead of his time here. But his final test was at the tips of his fingers. He would become fully Devout. Chambers was sent into a city ruins with a team of three other Templar to do scouting and possibly find out who led these Vampire soldiers. They were matched with wave after wave of Vampire but Chambers quickly dispatched them with silver blessed rounds putting an end to a quick problem.
Eventually he had mercy on one poor bastard and shot him with a normal shell blowing his knees from under him. He walked to the vampire and put a foot on his neck, “Who leads your army?” The vampire spit at him, granted it wasn’t very easy and hit him back in the face, Alex pushed harder on his neck, “Answer me.”
The vampire spat out his words, “Mircea!” Then took two holy rounds to the chest. Alex looked up, “That was easy.”
He returned to the Vatican City and relayed the information and the Pope smiled at him, “You’ve come a long way Alex Chambers. Please, come to the Devout chambers. You will be advanced to a full member and will be sent with Basil, Benedict, and Jean to face Mircea’s army and take him down, hopefully taking out the last of the tainted Dracul bloodline. I know you’re younger than the normal Devout, but we need a replacement after Sir Tom… Let him rest in peace.”
Chambers stepped into the room and stood in the very center. A high priest stood where Sir Tom would normally stand, the Pope began his prayer. The light shined on Alex and he felt his body changing he felt the warmth of the light and heard the voice of the God warmly speak to him, “Your fight is not with Aecrim the Terrible, it is in another land completely. Please, forgive me for taking you away from your home for only this short time, but they need you.”
He heard the screams, felt the cold stone at his back. Chambers opened his eyes to see a red sky and embers rising from it. He sat up and surveyed the area before standing, “Where am I?”
