Everywhere and yet nowhere.
Male
October 31
Practicing the dark arts
Scorpio (Oct 23-Nov 21)
Wanderer, Mercenary.
Please tell me all that you cherish so that I may take great pleasure in taking it from you.
There's another reflection involved up in my mind
A wholeness that has just been lost
Striving hard for perfection but still nothing to find
Some value with a cheaper cost
And as I reach out to hear you the sound is so muffled
It makes a lesser man of me
So the only thing left to bring up to date is
You suck!
Watch me fall while I go down
I'm taking all you bastards to the ground with me then I'll frown
On your fucking whole life
The systematic, hype still means a bit much to me
Watch me fall while I go down
I'm taking all you bastards to the ground with me then I'll frown
On your fucking whole life
The systematic, hype still means a bit much to me
I'm at the point of retraction and still slipping further
This place is getting worse for me
There's such a lack of direction and models to live by
No bright skies ahead of me
And as I reach out for your hand you turn and then wander
Why I simpily just can't see
No separation of gender no difference in me
You're just leading me on and on and on
Lead me on and on and on
You lead me on and on and on and on,
on and on and on and on
on and on and on
You suck!
Watch me fall while I go down
I'm taking all you bastards to the ground with me then I'll frown
On your fucking whole life
The systematic, hype still means a bit much to me
Watch me fall while I go down
I'm taking all you bastards to the ground with me then I'll frown
On your fucking whole life
The systematic, hype still means a bit much to me
A bit much to me
Pretty soon it's gonna come back and be your turn
Pretty soon it's gonna come back and be your turn
Pretty soon it's gonna come back and be your turn
Pretty soon you're gonna be the one that burns
Pretty soon it's gonna come back and be your turn
Pretty soon it's gonna come back and be your turn
Pretty soon it's gonna come back and be your turn
Guess what! You suck!
Watch me fall while I go down
I'm taking all you bastards to the ground with me then I'll frown
On your fucking whole life
The systematic, hype still means a bit much to me
Watch me fall while I go down
I'm taking all you bastards to the ground with me then I'll frown
On your fucking whole life
The systematic, hype still means a bit much to me
A bit much to me,
Your turn now!
Feet.
Mordecai was born in a small village in a realm named Turon. Life there was neither simple nor easy by any stretch of the imagination but somehow things always seemed to work themselves out. One day a man and his army arrived and ran over the village, no one except the children were spared and the only reason they were allowed to go on was because this only known as The Destroyer was looking for an heir. The total number of children that Destroyer collected between Mordecai's and the other villages and towns he had obliterated was well over one hundred. The Head Royal Guard was then ordered to have his men give each child the most basic of combat training and then they were to be locked in the dungeon and left alone for a year. During this year the children were expected to finish their training on their own because after that year a tournament was to be held to decide who Destroyer's heir would be. The year past and the tournament started. Destroyer decided every fight would be to the death and if any child could not find the strength to kill the other then they both would be put to death. Over the course of the next month Mordecai killed over thirty other children, both strangers and friends he had known literally from the day he was born. When the tournament ended and Mordecai was the final child standing he had already grown cold, emotionless, he was exactly what Destroyer wanted him to be. As soon as the tournament was over Mordecai began training under not only the Head Royal Guard but Destroyer himself. Years past and though under anyone else's command Mordecai would have been ready ages ago, Destroyer held him to a much higher standard. When Mordecai was finally ready he had become the perfect killing machine. He felt no pain, neither physical or emotional. He knew no allegiances and he could lead an outnumbered army into any situation and come out victorious. Together Destroyer and Mordecai overran Toran and remained unopposed until one night when Mordecai decided that the old man's time had come. The day he came to this conclusion the two men were in battle. Mordecai doing his usual thing, killing any and all in sight but when he looked over to make sure Destroyer did not need any help he could not comprehend what he saw. Destroyer, for no unknown reason and with no explanation given had shown mercy and allowed an enemy to escape. At that moment Mordecai believed that the old man had went soft and needed to be dealt with in the same manner to which he was taught, kill him. Over the next several months Mordecai began paying alot more attention to Destroyer's patterns, it didn't take long to realize that even the great and powerful Destroyer was just like the feeble and pathetic people they had been slaughtering all these years, He too was a creature of habit and was frankly put, predictable. One night Mordecai made his move. He did not bother trying to recruit anyone to help him for he knew all of his men were loyal to their master... A loyalty that would cost them their lives. Mordecai started slow, making sure to hide each body after killing the man but at some point he grew bored and launched a full assault on the castle. Destroyer and Mordecai finally met in the throne room but only after Mordecai had all but eliminated any help he may have been able to summon. A long and bloody battle began and when it was all said and done Mordecai stood over Destroyer having killed him with his own blade named SoulReaper. After this Mordecai saw no point in keeping the castle around, it would take too long and too much money to fix all the damage he had personally caused so he simply set the castle a flame and left the land, never looking back for any reason. Mordecai roamed for many years, never stopping anywhere too long, only long enough to be a shadow within someone's memory and nothing more. Mordecai eventually found himself in a land called Mystic and having walked himself into total exhaustion he decided to stay here for a while. While he was resting the queen of a clan that ruled an area of Mystic approached him. The two talked for quite sometime and in the end they decided that they could come to an agreement that would benefit both of them. She needed a strong warrior who had some experience in the Dark Arts and he needed a job. It did not take long for Mordecai to establish himself amongst the clan's ranks, quickly becoming a Knight. During this time Mordecai and Queen Aphrodite became close friends, she had become something of a motherly figure to him because though she was tough on him at times everything she did with him was always in his best interest. Another thing that had happened during this time was he had met another woman, a woman who no matter how hard he fought the feelings, she had grown within him and become the single most important thing in his life. He was in love and he didn't know it, how could he possibly know when he was trained to be a killer without emotion. Mordecai hid his feelings and sometimes himself from the woman until it finally drove him insane. Mordecai decided he was going to confess his feelings to her and when he saw her they ran to each other. As he told her he had something to tell her she announced she had something to tell him as well. Mordecai allowed her to go first for whatever reason. It was then that she told him she was engaged to be married to a man named Azrael and she was also with his child. Mordecai's world crashed back down to where it was the day he entered Mystic but he knew he could not allow her to see this. Mordecai swallowed all this pain and tragedy and jealousy and hatred, though he knew from personal experiance that he was not right for her and would only treat her like dirt he could not tell her this and he knew that. When she asked him what he had to say Mordecai simply said he had learned a new spell and he would like to show her sometime. She smiled, agreed, gave him the most painful hug anyone has given another person then ran off to be with Azrael. Mordecai went into hiding for a time but was still right there beside her when she gave birth to a son named Zain. Only two short years later she gave birth to a daughter named Zen. Mordecai watched, hiding and masking his true pain and hellish torment everyday just so he could remain close to the woman who had stolen his heart. One day Mordecai was summoned by the woman. When Mordecai arrived she was kneeling beside her son who had been beaten bloody. She informed him that Zain had gotten into a fight and lost and when Azrael found out he had lost he beat Zain without mercy to make him a man. Mordecai was barely able to control his rage and when she saw this she did whatever she could to calm him. Once calm she asked Mordecai to train Zain. Mordecai eventually agreed and for the next ten years Mordecai trained Zain in the exact same manner that Destroyer had trained him. One night as Mordecai walked the streets as he normally did he heard shouting coming from the woman's home. Mordecai was planning on ignoring this until suddenly all the noise and shouting stopped. Mordecai froze and stared at the house a moment. He then approached a window and both looked and listened for anything. Mordecai heard a voice coupled with a sob. Mordecai without thought broke into the home and what he saw there was worse then anything that he could have possibly imagined. Zain lay bloody and completely still on the floor, his breathing slow and fading, his love though awake was deemed immobile on the floor, a pool of blood slowly forming all around her and then he saw Azrael mounted on Zen, his hand on his belt. Mordecai flew into action and yanked Azrael off Zen and began a beating that would have made even the most evil heart cringe. It took more than twenty guards and Knights and Royal Guards to pull Mordecai off Azrael and keep him off. Mordecai was then arrested and charged with crimes against the clan. Queen Aphrodite decided he was to be banished from the clan and never to return to the land in which he had considered his home. Mordecai again began to roam and was about to simply leave Mystic forever when yet another Queen approached him and offered him a position within her clan. Mordecai had heard rumors of this clan, they were feral, carnal, the most feared clan in Mystic and the way he saw it was if they were the only ones who would accept him then so be it. With Mordecai amongst their ranks the clan began a brand new reign of terror in Mystic, quickly taking over several territories. The Queen went through five husbands in the short time he was there but he didn't really care about this... To be honest the only person he trusted and viewed as a friend was the man who had created the clan and then handed control over to his sister Shyan. Shyan did not bear many children from her numerous lovers but the one she did bear after Mordecai's arrival quickly attatched himself to Mordecai. Mordecai again found himself training a young man in the ways of warrior magic. One night though when NightsBane was only seventeen he seemed to go insane. NightsBane ran a path of murder through the castle, killing all who dared opposed him. When NightsBane finally managed to escape the castle and was nearly out of Mystic he was stopped by his uncle. Mordecai stumbled upon the battle just as it was concluding. Mordecai stood and watched as the one friend he had left was decapitated at the hands of his own nephew. NightsBane then stole his uncle's sword and kicked his head off the nearby cliff. Mordecai snarled in anger as he viewed this as the ultimate act of disrespect. Mordecai charged and was about to strike NightsBane down but then suddenly there was a bright flash which momentarily blinded him. When his vision returned NightsBane was gone, even his scent had vanished. Mordecai returned to the castle and reported what he had witnessed to Queen Shyan. She snarled viciously and ordered Mordecai that if he wished to make up the fact he had allowed NightsBane to escape he would hunt down and kill the fallen prince and not return until it was done. Mordecai set out immediately on this mission, nearly catching him numerous times by simply following the trail of corpses NightsBane was leaving of the other fools Queen Shyan had sent after him. Mordecai finally caught up to NightsBane in a land called Tyran, though somehow, someway he always managed to escape Mordecai's grasp. One night Mordecai heard a rumor that he just had to check on. He had heard that NightsBane was dead, having been killed in a Death Match by a man named Drake. Mordecai eventually found NightsBane's grave. Mordecai stared at his corpse in disbelief for quite some time, then in a moment where his emotions got the best of him he torched the body, engulfing it in pure hellfire until there was virtually nothing left. Mordecai for some reason decided to stay in Tyran for a while then one day yet another rumor swirled around him, only this time it involved him more directly. He was told that Queen Shyan had deemed him a traitor and had sent more assassins for him this time. Mordecai killed all until one night when he had decided to walk in the woods. As Mordecai was enjoying the peace of his walk under the full moon he was suddenly jerked from his reverie by an all too familiar feeling of a blade piercing his flesh. When Mordecai turned he could not believe his eyes, before him stood a face he never thought he would see before. Zain stood before, the same dead stare he had trained him to have on his face. Zain stood there wiping the blood from his blade then without warning he went to strike again, only this time Mordecai was ready for him. The two stood in the center of the forest fighting one another for the better portion of two days and by the time it was over neither of them had the strength to walk away. Both Mordecai and Zain collapsed from exhaustion. Mordecai woke up nearly a week later and to his dismay Zain was gone but Mordecai knew that would not be the last time he saw the man and next time he would be forced to kill him for there is no way Zain would surrender as long as there was a breath and a soul left within his body.
Weapon(s): SoulReaper: A large sword which he summons and unsummons from thin air. Though it appears to be nothing more then oddly shaped mist, it still cuts through almost anything better then the sharpest blade and the screams of tormented eternities that come with the sword can chill even the most hardened war veteran and coldest heart to its core.
Special Abilities: Change Of Heart, Teleport, Telekenesis, Telepathy, Super Scent, Spy Network, Animal Speech, Wolf Form, Mist Form, Wraith Form, Spirit Form, Planeswalk, Dreamwalk, Super Hearing, Mental Block, Barrier, Special Barrier, Arcane Knowledge, Arcane Lore, Elemental Control, Summon, Raise Dead, Hypnosis, Control Undead, Possession, Charm Person, ESP, Mind's Eye, Illusion, Silent Spell, Overdrive, Emotional Control.