Fiction: Bionicle
RP: Gen1rp
Name: Deviox
Species: Ta-Glatorian
Appearance: Small and lithe for a Glatorian, sporting a red and blue color scheme and a long, black trenchcoat
Abilities: Inhumane agility and accuracy with his twin pistols, an indestructible, GB-tech coat, and a myriad of devices ranging from bombs to grappling hooks to teleportation disks.
Backstory: Deviox lost everyone he knew in the Core War- his friends, his family; karz, most of his entire race. Now, he’s a wanderer, plagued by the slaughter and death he has witnessed throughout his life, believing the blame rests solely on the shoulders of the Great Beings. Though his trials and tribulations, he’s become strong- his senses always alert and his body pushed to the physical extreme. However, deep down, he’s a broken, grieving man- a fact which he attempts to cover up through his endless sarcasm and a laid-back, uninterested nature.
Name: Zurakia
Species: Great Being
Apperance: A towering, menacing brute with one massive, metal arm.
Abilities: complete control over energy through the aptly named “Zurakian Energy,” which he can form into a “ZE” Aura around him, a seemingly endless reservoir of energy to draw from, and a body composited of thousands of microscopic, metal cubes which can move independently from one another.
Backstory: Zurakia was never like his brothers. While they spent their days tinkering in their labs, content with creating whatever fanciful inventions came to mind, he turned to a subject a bit more… violent. War. He became obsessed, developing an entire science devoted to crafting the perfect army.
He disapproved of the gargantuan amount of resources being spent on the impractical Matoran Universe project. He demanded they instead put it to something useful, such as developing a standing army, the likes of which had never been seen on Spherus Magna
Angered, he led a rebellion against his brothers with other, like-minded Great Beings, all of which ended quite abruptly. Zurakia escaped with his life; his fellow revolutionists, however, weren’t so lucky.
Half-dead and stranded in the middle of the desert known as Bara Magna, his story looked to be already over. However, he was rescued by Deviox, a passing Glatorian with similar gripes against the Great Beings. He nursed himself back to health, though severely crippled. However, he was not content to just sitting in a chair; he rebuilt himself, now in a massive body whose only purpose is his compulsive desire- war.