Name: Napolean Galin Gender: Male, Straight Age/DOB: 22@RC, unknown dob Origin: Aperturth, St Louis MO Family: Parents both alive, possibly younger sister also alive, very likely mutated by the Resonance Cascade given his extreme changes Other: He really didn't think that there would ever be a girl that might like him 'the way he is now' but it turns out that this amazing shifter dragon he's found ... actually does! Height: [prior] 6'3" [current/with crest] 7'2" Weight: had been around 190 and all muscle, now he's about 250 and that's muscle and bone plating, remarkably strong internal structure, and he has a tail now Hair: [prior] dark brown, stiff, kept short [current] well it kind of turned into that crest, didn't it? Given his mutations resemble a triceratops, and in its juvenile / young form, the nubs at the end of his crest will fuse over time into a much more impressive set of triangular spikes, all in that darker brown color, along with his trio of horns Eyes: brown, a caramel wood tone, though now they're bigger and under all that bone, he can still see in binocular properly, and it's unlikely that his vision will go full-herbivore any time Appearance: brown skinned normally, descended from both Asian and First Nation lines, he had been reasonably handsome but then the Resonance Cascade came along and changed his skin into a harder scaley texture, fusing his fingers and toes (3 and 4 respectively), adding a tail, and causing his skull to mutate significantly into the dinosaur-like version shown; His jaw does go to the end of his face but his teeth have changed as well to be more beak-like, his neck is much stronger than it looks. His voice has changed to a more grumbling and slightly slurred speech, his face is just not designed to speak easily. |
Image Credits: lethe (both 'makit-guy' maker, MoZeni template) |
Genetic Abilities: He is virtually unkillable, his skin is nearly impermeable, and he fights off any disease as if it just isn't there. Parasites cannot reside on him, and his skin does shed a little now and then, probably more so as he will get older. He hardly notices temperature changes, although it's possible that he will slowly get more vulnerable to cold, he's still warm blooded and still technically a mammal. | |
Icarus Processing: none, though the Resonance Cascade on Aperturth did more than enough... this as above caused many physical changes to his body and physiology. He can eat considerably more trees, grasses, and celulose than before, but cannot digest meat as well (he still can, but in moderation). His bone structure is simply massive, though he does have less mobility than before, particularly his neck and head angle or turning. Because of his hardened skull and new horns, he can use these as attacks as well as defenses, and he's been watching Deathclaws in order to learn how they do their rushing and head-based attacks. He can barrel through cinderblock and sheet rock walls with ease, tosses aside bricks and mortar like they're dust. He cannot go through metal walls, though he takes very little damage from broken glass or sharp edges. He can punch holes in any of those, including thin metal, with his horns. | |
Skills or Profession: sports and burly activities, and guarding. That's about all he was able to do, he's not remarkably bright, nor interested in exploiting anyone - his skills all revolve around strong arming people into submission, monitoring behaviors, and keeping things where they're supposed to be, whether it be a prisoner on a gurney, or a deathclaw in the quarry. | |
Personality: Once he was a bit of a bully, giving whirlies to the nerds, and finally getting a great spot on the high school football team as a fullback. He never thought much about the future until he graduated, and at that point a bit of panic set in: his folks weren't going to be able to afford a 'nice' college, but he wasn't going to graduate with any kind of honors anyway. Meh. He'd always been a bit full of himself, so this physical change has also come with some staggering psychological issues. Where is his face? Who could possibly even look at him, let alone like him now? He's a bit shallow, so Z'hakit's 'cheer' certainly helps him out. | |
Events or History: He had been fresh out of high school, and was thinking about trying for a college scholarship with sports as his focus. Always energetic and tough, and kind of a dick during his younger years, Napolean was humbled a bit when he was rejected for the local college teams, and decided to just go through Aperture's system. They liked how tough he was, and put him in one of their research facilities as a guard, which he's been doing ever since. With the Resonance Cascade, he didn't actually change right away, though his skin started itching and shedding a bit, and then his fingers and toes were fusing... the tail was infuriating, and when the bus they were on and he was serving as a guard overturned during transportation, suddenly - when that one guy went unconscious and his powers stopped working - he and a lot of the others just up and changed. It was very painful, but thankfully brief pain. When Lane showed up with an offer to get them moved to a more... fun... spot, he accepted - knowing that the bunch of looney prisoners would need to have an eye on them. Thankfully the other agents have helped out, the other guards didn't make it to this point. Currently he and Z'hakit hang out in Sloan, around the Deathclaw-ridden quarry there, keeping those creatures at bay as well as monitoring some other bandit and criminal activity for Aretha. And yes, they are 'a thing'. |
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Dragon Name: Z'hakit Houten |
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