I've described it at a scourge of the RPs of TTV, and it is really that - a pointless rule that leads to so many complications and issues.
While I slightly question his being there, Omega_Tahu did nothing against the rules of the game or the rules of his character. His intent and actions were consistent with his manner of RPing and lined up with his character's goals and agenda. The real problem, I would think, is that characters wielding firearms were ever approved.
But don't create a character for the sole purpose of being killed off. I always create a bunch of characters and see which one I like the best, has the most potential, and is overall the most interesting. The others are still good, but eventually are delegated to tools, or backups, in case my main one gets killed off.
On top of that, a PM.
With this out of the way, I have another character to introduce. This is the last Lord character I will be creating that I intend to play. I'll explain what I mean a bit later.
Name: The Lord of the Core (The Core, Titan of fire, original name Sultus)
Element: Lava, Fire
Equipment: Obelisk of Masks
Appearance: The Core stands incredibly tall, his head is just a pinch smaller than an Okotan hut. His body is disproportional to his head, smaller than it should be. Thus, his head sets him off balance occasionally. The mask he wears is called the Obelisk of Masks, an indent on his forehead has the power to use any Kanohi set within it. His body is charred and black, chunks of forgotten armour fused to it in inhuman fashion, and the architecture of some past buildings clings to his form. He is, by far, the tallest being in all of Okoto, instantly being qualified as a colossus. His eyes are eternally kindled flames, ever seeing, and never sleeping, unless submerged in molten rock or the coldest of depths.
Powers/Abilities: The Lord of the Core Hasn't used his fire abilities in literal ages, and his memory of how to command fire at will is so imperfect and unpolished he had practically no access to it at all. A mask of Fire would jump-start the process, but it would still be slow. Anything that gets too close to his fiery eyes ends up getting burned. Despite his massive size, his strength is less than impressive. Walking long distances completely drains his strength unless he readies himself greatly beforehand, he can't punch through much of anything that isn't wood or dirt, and he absolutely cannot tolerate cold. He is, however, capable of lifting a handful of Okotans with blind ease, most weapons do little against him, and he can swim through molten rock like water.
Bio/Personality: In his reign of terror, The Lord of the Core was tricked by his Ice Brother to fight in a glorious war against the ancients, which he bested with relative ease. yet, even at the prime of his existence, the ancients found a way to seal him inside the volcano, to forever sleep until someone foolishly enough decides to activate the volcano before its day is due. Before the war, however, The Core was seen almost as a god to the people of Okoto, and granted only Okotans of Fire the immense privilege of approaching his resting place and speaking to him. Many found this as their trial of manhood. Lies from the Lord of the Undying Storm cracked his iron faith in the Okotans, and an extwensive battle with the ancient's at their final battle cracked his physical stability. Melting sections of buildings to his body as armour, the Lord of the Core was driven directly into the red hot volcano and left to sink, the weight of his newfound armour pulling hi to the bottom. There, he would be unable to do anything but sleep, as his eyes were doused by molten rock, and he waits in silence for the volcano to erupt, or at least open.
His new personality, however, is incredibly timid, as most of his memories as The Lord of the Core have vanished. His hatred, however, for the Lord of the Undying Storm, has lasted throughout his time asleep. He has an almost intimate connection to the region of Fire, and would never dream of hurting any of them without a very definite reason. He appreciates the inner fire coming forth from all life, although he is not opposed to squashing a flower or two. Likewise, he can feel he cold coming from any being, and most times it repulses him. Familiar in both the ancient tongue and the tongue of Okoto, The Lord of the Core has but one purpose in life aside from the elimination of his treacherous 'brother': Find a purpose.