Name: Zarkov Litilus Nicodemus, commonly called Nico by those close to him.
Physical Description: Zarkov is a tall, svelte man with a noble countenance, quite contrasting his personality. He has various battle scars from copious beasts and bounties as well as tattoos and electoos covering most of his body. Electoos are surgically implanted circuits placed under the skin that provide light-images on one’s skin. They are not always active, but when active, draw power from one’s bio-electric currents. He has porcelain skin, copper hair, and violet eyes.
Kraken Tooth Dagger; a sharpened tooth from, no, not a normal kraken, but a SPACE kraken! That’s right, the infamous space kraken. Some say it’s just a mythe, well then where did he get that!
Bellicose Ligare; an electrified whip constructed from steel segments connected by conductive cables wrapped in electro coils tipped with a slim stiletto as sharp as sin.
Mono-sword; a generic claymore crafted in modern forges to be effective against modern armours.
Mono-Throwing Knives; generic mono-upgraded throwing knives.
Irontalon; a trusty, reliable sidearm often carried by space farers and pirates capable of a high rate of fire with a clip of 15 rounds. The rounds are specially designed to fracture after impact, sending steel splinters into the target. It can also be loaded with normal rounds from similar guns.
Cadence Widower, Revolver Make; the Cadence Widower is a lethal assassins weapon, designed to kill unarmoured to medium armoured targets with ease. Using silent laser propulsion, it fires a 2 inch long steel dart, generally coated in poison or containing explosives, at a high velocity.
Stimm; Zarkov usually carries a few doses of the combat drug stimm on him. Stimm dulls one’s notion of pain and heightens their awareness of their surroundings.
Hardened Bodyglove; underneath his clothes, Zarkov wears an armoured bodyglove for protection.
Mag-boots; Zarkov keeps his footsies toasty with Lugs new Mag-boots! No, but seriously, they are boots containing electro magnets which can be activated with a button on the heel.
Boarding Armour; When going into battle, Zarkov comes prepared with environmentally sealed Boarding Armour. It is designed for assult actions, sacrificing armour on the joints and limbs for maneuverability and light augmetics. It has a rebreather and a photo-visor(provides energy, infra-red, ultraviolet, nightvision, and other readings.
Salvation Augur; a more sophisticated version of a gieger counter capable of also reading levels of toxic chemicals and other perils. This is used more as a warning to others than himself.
Theme Song: Invader Zim theme song and sometimes Gir’s Doom song. Also I’m on a Boat by Lonely Island.
Powers: Zarkov can produce, regulate, and channel most forms of radiation as well as influence, siphon, and generate extra bio-electrical current. The later allows him to temporarily provide energy for machines, as well as take energy from them and shoot weak lightning bolts which are more effective at stunning than actually causing lethal damage.. The prior allows him to cause cancer and get a tan while doing it! It can also be used to the effect of sticking someone in a microwave.
Skills: Nico is an excellent pilot and navigator when it comes to space travel. Also, as he normally operates as an assassin, he possesses a good amount of skill in hacking and forgery, as is required for such work. He knows enough about physics and engineering to maintain and improve his ship and tools of trade to an above satisfactory level. He also contains a suprising amount of skill as a legitimate hunter and tracker as well as a wrangler. These skills were aquired catching exotic specimens for labs a underworld fighting pits.
Titles: The Cackling Hunter
History: Zarkov Nicodemus was born onto the piratical vessel known as the Bellicos Mortis, legally a merchant ship, really a smuggler’s dream commonly performing raids on unsuspecting ports and jetting away. At the age of 14, Zarkov was donning his boarding armour for his first combat assignment. The Bellicos was locked in naval combat with a PDF fleet cruiser and they were preparing to send boarding torpedoes when out of th shodow of the void appeared a monstrous reading on the sensors. A great beast appeared the size of a strike cruiser, it’s tentacled mass writhing and squirming, unaffected by the cold airlessness of outer space. It first gripped the PDF cruiser, tearing it in two, and then moved onto Mortis, wrapping its entir twisted form about the ship. Panicking, Zarkov hurriedly clasped his helm on and grabbed a few extra air tanks, he rushed out to try and find his comrades and family. Men were rushing about, women and children ran and screamed litanies of horror as the tall-tale of the kraken came to life in an impossible moment. All was drowned out, though, by the creaking of steel plating and the wretched ripping sound as the atmosphere was ripped from the vessel. It seemed retribution had come to take them and no one would survive. Yet survive he did. After awaking from shock, he found himself drifting in the wreckage of his home, confined to his suit and breathing apparatus. Everything was a blur and suddenly he realized that he could feel the energy in his body and in the mechanics of the suit. The blur was not confusion, but the cosmic radiation and the nuclear residue left over from the ships overloaded reactor, things that he shouldn’t normally be able to see. Had the radiation changed him? Had the shock awakened some dormant power within him? All he knew was that he now had power, power that he could use in mainy ways . . . as soon as he figured out how he would survive long enough to do so. He soon found a salvageable escape pod and some intact tools and got himself to the nearest planet, where he recovered quickly and stole a small one man vessel. From there he gallapanted from system to system gathering contacts and potential favours, as well as bounties and fees, operating as a mid-grade assassin and mercenary. He gained a reputation as a cruel, sadistic murder and killer, though he wasn’t quite that bad.
Sorry for the double post!
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