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Name: Dreghar Warhammer
Race: OrcSex: Female – Bisexual
Appearance:
DNA:
1. Senses 657%
a. Pain Reduction
b.2. Bone 100%
a. Acid
b.3. Mental 150%
a. Petrification
b.4. Speed 100%
a. Toxic
b.5.Strength 90%
a. Increased Healing
b.6.Organ 80%
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b.Resources:
5 Bio-Metal 50%
50 RNA 130%
Ice
Magma
Liquid FireAbilities:
1. Vibrational hearing – This is a senses ability that allows the user to hear vibrations with their legs. The only true downside of this is a mutation of the user gaining holes in their legs for the vibrations to carry. The hearing distance for this ability is 400 yards.2. Taste the air – This is a senses ability that allows the user to taste the air around them and tell what is where, where it is, what is most dense, and where it trails off to. Even the age of the trail can be figured out. The downside is the mutation of having a forked tongue.
3. Heat vision – This is a senses ability that allows the user to see heat and cold of the entire spectrum. The downside is the user has a mutation of snake-like eyes.
4. Telescopic vision – This is a senses ability that allows the user to see 5 miles away as if they are standing at that location. It also allows the user to see at 900x as if a microscope when gazing at a close object, however, needs a light source and cannot see down to an atomic level.
5. Telekinesis (+1) – This is a senses ability related to the esp and allows the user to use telekinesis as long as they can feel the object. +1 makes for more range and objects feeling lighter.
6. Thought speed increase – Can now process information at super computer levels.
7. Telepathy – Able to comunicate mentally 5 miles away.
8. Heightened Agility – Movement in confined space is well. Could navigate a 3ft square room. Mute effect of lowering muscle mass to make lanky.
9. Run speed (x5) – Can run at five times normal speed.
10. Bone density increased – Take harder hit without bones breaking. Would take 1 mil to cause 1 hairline fracture in bone.
11. Increased Fortitude – Can take more damage.
12. Lifting x10 – Can lift ten times more than normal.
13. Strong Organs – Organs are stronger than normal.
14. Pain Block – Her senses automatically block out pain.
15. Acidic Blood – Her bones produce an acidic blood that she is immune to but others arent.
16. Petrification – She can petrify a being with her mind.
17. Fast acting Dendrotoxin secretion – releases a secretion of dendrotoxins which block particular subtypes of voltage-gated potassium channels in neurons, thereby enhancing the release of acetylcholine at neuromuscular junctions. Basically, it blocks parts of the nervous system to make a person super twitchy and die. Think Mamba toxins.
18. Muscle Healing – She can swiftly heal damage to muscles.
MISC: DNA Modulator
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-Signs the rules.- If you type Garganflax into Bing, it asks if you mean ‘Garden Flags’.
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Hatake waited until the meat was browned then turned it over, making it cook evenly through. He noticed Haruso out of the corner of his eye and continued watching the meat. He spoke silently as if to himself, “This world is beyond doomed.” He checked on the meat and waited for it to brown. The moment it was he took it off and arranged the food onto plates and set them on the table. He ate his slowly and seemed to be contemplating something.
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Deborah sighed and got into the van, stating, “I live in that van.” She made sure she was behind them and had a thought, she was closer to the alien now. That made her smile and want to be next to it but he had said not until they were at where they were going to go to contain it. She could wait until then. Her excitement ate at her but she was ready for something new.
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Ryū was silent for a long time after her outburst, taking deep breaths and pretty much glaring at Orochimaru. He decided it may be best if he were to put some sort of muzzle on her to keep her from biting. He decided to go talk to Hatake about it, leaving her to her own vices. Ryū’s eyes watched as he walked out into the dark tunnels and away. She found this as an opportune time to call out to her insects, whispering as she figured out their communication. She whispered to them, “Find some things… Inject it into the tube… I need the rush… I think he left the burning stuff there…”
The Kikaichu swarmed over to the syringe and checked it out. They were torn because they knew their master wanted it but they had a feeling it was dangerous for her. Giving into her commands, they grabbed onto the syringe and picked it up. They flew it over to the tube and aimed at the plastic, missing on their first fly by. They turned it around and this time took a slow approach to the tube. This time they placed it in, slowly and surely. A few of them went to the end and started pushing the syringe in, managing to place it in slow enough that it burned but wouldn’t kill her.
Ryū clenched her teeth and pulled up against her restraints. “Oh yes! That is the good stuff!” She hissed out and looked at her precious insects. “You are marvelous… Such good little bugs… Go tell the Kidaichu to feast in Konoha… Take a little and I will be here…” The insects left after the syringe was empty except a grouping just big enough to give her her fixes. She smiled and said, “Even better… Another!”
The swarm flew up and picked out and syringe, tearing a hole in the tube. Ryū saw that and said, “Take it OUT!” The swarm moved fast and yanked the tube out, pulling her skin only a little and managing it out just before the air got to her. She sighed and shook a bit, looking at her swarm as she said, “Direct injections from here on out… I need that fix…” The swarm placed the syringe on the table it was from and debated listening to her anymore, she was placing herself in unnessiccarry danger. -
Ryū seemed to stay rather riled for the duration of the thirty minute wait. She looked at him and said, “Come on… Place it in… Make it hurt!” She was just watching as Orochimaru stood there staring, her rage beginning to build from his inactivity. She pulled against her restraints until her flesh was raw and starting to leak her blood. She watched as Orochimaru stepped towards her and his hand reaching to take her pulse. She whipped her head down to bite at his hand, him letting her as she bit down. He was tougher than she was so she couldn’t even break the skin. She growled at him like a beast and muttered through his hand for him to hit her.
Orochimaru couldn’t believe she was acting this way but a part of him was very interested in this animalistic showing in her love of pain. He pulled his hand from her, noticing she let go nearly immidiately. Then he looked among his vials and found a nerve irritant that would burn but not harm her in small doses. He checked on the saline bag first then feeling alright to let a drop in, he did. He carefully watched the odd colored drop meld into the saline and soon the color was lost in the mixture.
As the irritant hit her system, she screamed loud enough for her insects to act up. They came from their hiding spot to get ready to fight but returned to their hiding hole in confusion at nothing to fight. Ryū kept her screaming as it echoed far into the tunnels, her excitement welling as she pulled harder against the restraints and this time managed to snap them off as she bled. The IV ripped out of her arm and she looked up at Orochimaru from the table, her feet still bound and unable to get loose.
He thought quick and used a high dose of sedative to calm her down, filling a syringe and injecting it directly into her. She moaned out when the syringe was jabbed into her throat, her calming as he injected it in. He ripped it from her throat and placed a gauze pad onto the hole as he patched it up. Ryū looked over at him as she calmed nearly completely down and only the irritant remained. She felt the burn and whispered to him, “More burning… please…”
Orochimaru rejected by simply tethering her back up, grabbing chains and nailing them into the table so her arms could not get free again. He placed the IV back into her arm and injected neutrients so she could continue to regain the body and keep it. He had no plans on her loosing this body until she had to, making it as comfortable for her to be in it as possible and formulating a plan. -
Mr Haruno looked at a training stump in the ground, shaking his head at it then looked at a tree. That would be perfect. He walked over to the tree and said, “We’re going to start with some chakra control. I want you to plant your chakra into your feet and keep it stable.” He focused the chakra into his feet and began walking up the tree up until he walked onto a branch and was upside down on it. “This will be essential to making sure you stay put on such surfaces. With chakra control, you only need a little to stay onto it. Don’t over do it.” He smiled and crossed his arms and awaited for her to try too.
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Deborah almost giggled despite a gun being pointed at her when Nelson said about the alien hunting him. She looked at the Weevil and it being untied. She left out a sigh despite not being allowed to get close to it yet. She looked at her van then the van where the alien was going to be kept and she asked knowing the answer would be no, “Can it ride in my van? More room for the normal human in yours.” She crossed her arms under her chest and started towards her van, listening for her answer. Some smoke came out of her nose as she held a cigarrette between her lips.
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Deborah drove after the man and parked close to his van. She stepped out of her clunker and slammed the door, not locking it so she could leave the keys in the ignition. She stepped over and somewhat listened to the conversation but when the creature was revealed, her attention was there. It looked like a man in a mask but the features seemed so uninspired from anything she’d ever seen and she approached it. She knelt down when she was close and said, “This isn’t a suprise hooker service, is it?” She was confused and at the same time, she had to keep herself from making out with it. She inched as close as she possibly could get to it and reached to touch it.
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Mr Haruno listened and could read the sincerety on her. He wouldn’t interrupt her and let her fumble to explain herself. His smirk only grew with her piecing apart why and what she wanted out of it. His smirk only grew as she came to the end of her statements. He nodded and then heard her ask him in reply. He spoke firmly, “As a ninja, I should not tell. As an allie, I will. I was born into a family that tried to uphold the great name of my ancestor, sadly since I am not a woman, I did not inherit her name. I decided to instead embody my ancestor in a different way, through my actions. I trained hard and long and still am.” He smiled and said, “To live in the past to improve the future. This is my nindo.” He lead to the park and looked at the things in it and thought. He made silent plans of how to help train her to be a true ninja.
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Deborah nodded to the man and completely ignored his compliment. She saved her work once more and closed the laptop, crawling to the front of her van and getting into the driver’s seat. She was not about to get into his van when hers was capable of going, somewhat. She clicked in the seatbelt and attempted to start the car, smoke flowing from her nostrils. She tried to start it several times but it managed and she prepared to follow him. She was glad it started this time, usually it didn’t and she thought that each time it would be the last time it would start. It was more of a home than a car anyways.
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Deborah breathed smoke out of her nose and replied to the job offer first, “I am alright with getting a job where the government stops bugging the shit out of me. As for you saying alien technology are you under the predisposition that I believe they are out there for real? Not saying I do or don’t because I have seen this as either honest or a ploy several times and I don’t take kindly to trolls.” She continued by coloring the human’s pupil, skipping the iris for the time being. She heard the disporportioned part and said, “Now listen, I don’t write it for myself. Guys like watching nude chicks with huge boobs and ass with tiny waists getting raped by large anthropomorphic beings and sometimes even just regular bipedeal or quadpedeal. I don’t choose the human or how fake they are but I damn well choose my special life form and make each one unique.” She then paused to wait on him for response, smoke coming from her nose again.
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Deborah grunted and came out from under the canvas and opened the front door, “Yeah I painted it on there and I know they are anatomically incorrect but most of the perverted peabrains don’t care for accuracy.” She moved back into the back of her van and lit up another cigarette, poking it between her lips and opening up her laptop again. She resumed spray painting the three dementional human that she was loathing working on and getting the eyes done. Blonde hair and blue eyes, how cliche. She then said, “Anyway, yes I do run a site but my main revenue is from people actually buying it now who are you and what job offer?” She was carefully working on the whites of the eyes and placing careful detail to the veins in the eyes.
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Deborah heard the police leave but someone else approached and slammed a door shut. She stayed still and silent as she hid in the van, silently opening back up her laptop under the thick canvas covering her and turning the sound off. She resumed spray painting her three dementional models and placed the finishing touches on the damned human. This was her first time layering blonde hair and semi-tanned skin. She didn’t understand how some could look at such a model with lust even in its closeness to reality. This was easing as she worked on the horrible bimbo that would face her xeno creation sooner than the little slut would think. She stopped and thought about it, saving and closing the tablet again and returning to laying silently under the canvas.
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A van sat near the outskirts of a ghost town resting upon the south side. The van was decorated with images of the Yajuta and Xenomorphs from Alien vs Predator that to the untrained eye seemed to be steps of them fighting. Upon a close look or trained look, the images were far more intimate than they initially appeared. The windows were tinted black and on the antenna in the front was a miniture sattillite. Within the confinds of this little thing, the drivers seat and passenger seat had ample space between them for passage from the front seats to the back. The windows were cracked open slightly and cigarrette smoke poured out of them, the source sticking out of the mouth of a pale skinned woman sitting behind her laptop. Her hair was ashen in the bright glow of the laptop as delicate fingers worked the three dementional editing program’s software to gently mold a head out of thousands of vectors, creating a large curve. Her green eyes were a dull grey in the flickers she created on the screen, moving the vectors as the lights would shift. She’d stop for only a moment to pull back up the strap of her black tank top, revealing the portion of tribal tattoo on her upper arm. She took a deep inhalation as the cigarrette gripped in her lips pulled in the sweet cancerous ashes to her lungs then pushed out through her nose. Her blue jeans were hardly noticable due to grease and smog tinting it a bit. Her shoes were of no notice, flat black sneakers with typical soles.
Her fingers moved swift despite fingerless gloves with a velcro connector at the wrist, making the final vectors movements for the end of her paraphinalia. She began moving her mouse to create the digital panels on the vectors and the program computing the equivilance of what panels go where on the next frames based upon the vectors of the first frame. She then pressed for the paint option and used her mouse to spray a base white layer onto the first main subject of her pornography, the human. She always edited the human first as she disliked the character and wished it was her in their place. She finishe the white coat and began spraying layers of fleshy tones onto the skin, careful not to splash it onto the clothing or the hair by setting perameters of which vector segments she could color. The same sections came to the same color on the next panels according to what panels and vectors the colors were assigned.
She stopped when she heard movement outside, saving her work and closing the tablet, made obvious so by how it moved when closing. She put out her cigarrette and rolled down the windows until all the smoke drained faster and then rolled them back up swiftly. She stayed in the back of van listening, staying silent. She hadn’t a clue what was going on but it looked like police. She got under a cover and laid still, hoping it would blow over.