(((Part 1, since it won't let me do this all in one post....)))

Character's real name: Kazimierz "Kaz" Romanik Corydon ((Kaz, from the name Kazimeriz: Famous Destroyer; Corydon: Ready to Fight))
Codename: Sarrus the Dragon (previously), None (currently)

Gender: Male
Age: 22
Birthday: 08/14/1987
Nationality/Ethnicity: American/Mutt
Birthplace: Arizona
Personality: He can be a bit impatient, actually very impatient. He tries to be calm and collected, it works for the most part, though he can fly off the handle. He’s plenty nice, though in a fight you wouldn’t know it. He’s prone to going into small ‘rants’.
Notes (hobbies, phobias, worries, ect.): Work out, exercise, go on ‘shopping sprees’ (theft..in large quantities). Did I mention he likes swords? No? Well he does, a lot. He has a collection of very sharp swords, usable in actual combat. Different styles and types, though he particularly likes Katanas due to the craftsmanship, power and grace of them. Beyond normal blades, he’s quite good at using a bladed whip.

Kaz is extremely flexible, like that of a contortionist, able to bend almost in any way or direction (though all bones stay intact as well as muscles, though his bones are double, triple, or quad jointed). This is a birth defect, though it doesn’t hinder him.

Kaz has a graceful and flowing style of handwriting. He writes in a hybrid form of cursive and print. It's possible to tell the difference from when he writes slowly to slightly hurried by the slight right tilt to the letters the faster he writes. Even while he writes hurriedly, his letters and words never distort beyond the slight tilt.

Not so much a fear, but he has developed a large paranoia of random animals, no thanks to Calley. He also has a bit of paranoia towards Calley himself, Kaz hasn't been able to put his finger on why.

Side: Neutral

Everyday clothing:


Uniform :

Pajamas: Soft cotton pants and a beater.

Hair color and style: Silver, short to medium in length, fairly spiky.
Eye color: Red
Height: 5'11"
Build: Lithe and toned.

Scars: (After fighting with a Stalker) Three long slashes, from the upper middle of his forehead to his right cheek, across his eyes (though luckily his eye was unscathed).
Tattoos: With the emergence of Demi a tattoo like scar appeared on Kaz’s back. In his normal form, it looks like a deep crimson, while in his second form it looks lightless.
Piercings: None.
Other Distinguishing Features: His ears are tipped/pointed like an elf’s.

Description of ability(ies): Kaz has gone through a number of changes, though certain things have stayed constant or have improved: ( ** Means this is a pro and con.)
1) Enhanced muscle memory: After doing any motion, activity, or feat of skill a few times perfectly, his muscles remember how to do it, and can repeat it exactly. There is no need to think about the action as it becomes an instant reaction with his muscles. It also lets his mind be clear and think about other things while his body performs said actions.
2**) His senses are very acute and sharp, few creatures or people could match, fool, trick or best his senses.
3**) Poisons, toxins, and foreign substances that enter his body pass through quickly, either having little to no effect or hit him extremely hard for a short time.
4) His true ability has yet to be shown. It is manifesting in different ways.
5) His bones are quite dense, able to deal with high speeds and hard impacts.
6**) Due to his muscle control, he is able to stop blood flow from wounds (this does not heal him). The maximum damage and bleeding he’s able to stop is unknown. The more wounds he stops in this way, the more concentration he needs to maintain it.

Current Abilities:
Kaz has retained his two-forms ability, though with a variation. Instead of being very fast/strong in one and slow/weak in the other, his second form has combined his strength and speed, thus making him as he was before his first shift. His skin and muscles become thicker and more dense allowing him to take and deal with hard impacts. While not enough to stop a bullet completely, it is enough to stop a standard 50 caliber bullet before it penetrates past his muscles. ((Look below in Cons for his normal form.)) In this form, his skin is a dark blue, slight red tints in places make a dark, deep, royal purple color, giving him a near obsidian color. His face has an extremely stunted muzzle, his hair becomes black as night, resembling thick quills sticking back out of his head. The white of his eyes became black as his irises and pupils became crimson red with no visible distinction between the two. ((Second form just before his hair changes to quills.))

Space literally warps for him, essentially shortening the distance he has to travel, allowing him to move faster and in ways that wouldn’t normally be possible. This space warping has no effect on other people, normally that is, but it does deflect incoming objects. The faster he’s moving the stronger the distortion. At extremely high speeds this distortion would force a bullet or even a laser to ‘arc’ around and away from him. This is normally a subconscious reaction, but (See below). His top speed is unknown. When he is moving normally, this space warping is still present, but weak. When something enters his ‘space’, his subconscious becomes aware of it, giving him a split second to react (though he may or may not react to it). This also gives him protection against his own concussive blasts/shockwaves. (Demi is immune to all of these)

Warping and distorting space also allows Kaz to create ‘concussive’ blasts. Though cannot just stand and send these blasts out, they must come from a blow of some kind, ie: Punching or kicking, etc, in the intended direction. Any way he can move and that is a potential attack from his body, he can create blasts with. Meaning he would be able to use his fingers if he were to ‘flick’ a blast. The size and strength of the blast is largely determined by how much force and concentration and/or attack that is used. For example: A blast kick would be much stronger and larger than finger flick blasts; depending on the nature of the attack, a knee/elbow strike blast may or may not be stronger than a punch/kick blast.

These blasts are very similar to high powered shock waves. They dissipate as they travel (the maximum effective range is still unknown), they travel through objects (unless it’s something similar to very thick reinforced concrete walls, etc.), if they cannot travel through, they damage the object; also, if a blast (that is not overpowering) intercepts a moving object it will either increase it’s speed (if it’s moving away from the blast) or stop/redirect the object (if it’s moving towards the blast).

**The blasts may also be forced directly into the ground at a slight angle, causing the blast to travel through the ground (breaking apart concrete or similar substances). If it hits a wall, person or other object the blast will ‘explode’ in a spherical shockwave (depending on the area where it explodes, there may be ‘shrapnel’ sent in random directions). The distance it can travel in this manner and size of the shockwave depends on two things: 1) The strength of the blow to the ground, 2) How far it travels before it reaches an object. Used in this manner the blast travels more slowly than those in the air (for obvious reasons). This is quite obvious and also not very exact or easy to control. They may not go as far as intended, the shockwave at the end is not as strong (or stronger if it goes off quickly), and may not always go in the intended direction.

**The final way to use this warping ability is time and energy consuming and takes most of Kaz’s concentration for it work, but it is very potent. Kaz focuses a blast into the area around him (the ground usually under his feet), via punching or stomping the ground, which he ‘collects’ around him in a spherical ‘shell’, while he speeds up his body while staying in place. The area around him visibly distorts (imagine an extremely hot clear day, and looking in the distance at a road and the heat distortion) and creates wave pulses that move out and away from Kaz (these are weak at first and build up to strong pulses, these pulses push objects away from Kaz). This is the equivalent of Kaz moving at extremely high speeds (concerning incoming objects). Kaz cannot move from his current spot while doing this. When he ‘releases’ the collected burst energy around him (releasing the energy happens in a variety of ways, a secondary stop/punch, extending arms quickly, etc.), it explodes and expands in two spherical blasts (though more domelike unless the ground beneath and around him is rather soft), one and then another weaker one. The first blast is the most devastating (think a small comet crashing into the earth type shockwave), this is the collected blast energy being released. The second is a third as powerful, as this is the release of his space distortion. This means he is not able to move as quickly (think Olympic sprinter speed instead of crazy mutant speed), and he is unable to create any concussion blasts. This is extremely draining on him physically and mentally.

Note: While the super speed space distortion/warping, concussion blasts and shockwaves are generally invisible; the faster he moves, the stronger the blasts/shockwaves, they take on a blue-silver tint (at top speed Kaz looks like a silver streak, high powered blasts look similar). This is also the leap that is the beginning of Kaz realizing and learning to harness his true ability.

Current Ability Cons:
Though he still has two forms, in his natural form, he has no special ‘abilities’, beyond his heightened senses and muscle memory. No matter which form he’s in, he still has a high metabolism due to his mutation, as well as a voracious appetite. If he is not able to ‘fill’ himself as necessary, he will become weaker. The longer he goes without eating his fill, the weaker he will get until his body begins to consume itself, shortly after that, he will fall into a coma-like state and die. While in his second form, though blunt and bullet impacts are mostly negated, something that pierces more easily negates his natural armor, slashing attacks are a neutral.

Note: Demi is a physical representation of Kaz’s id. Unlike Sarrus, Demi is unable to speak and has limited intelligence (think of a very smart cat). Demi and Kaz share an empathic link. Love, hate, sadness, joy, are just examples of what one feels from the other (usually from Kaz to Demi as he’s the ‘source’). It’s unknown how far apart the two can be before the link is broken. Kaz sometimes will find it hard to figure out if it’s his feelings or Demi’s he’s feeling.

Note: Durring the Haywire Plot, Kaz was exposed to Haywire's effect, though only slightly. Unlike others who had a sudden, short, and violent reaction to Haywire, Kaz has reacted in a much more 'subtle' way. His recent power growths are not a natural part of his 'evolution'. Haywire's effect put his X-gene into a flux, causing unforeseen and odd reactions as well as forcing his normal progression to take a long detour.

Fighting style (if any): He has studied Judo, Ju-jitsu, Kung-fu, Tai Kwan do, Karate, Kickboxing, and Tai chi. Due to his muscle memory, he learned them all very quickly, though he has never mastered any of them, as he feels if he does, he'll be limited. Hard and solid like rock to fluid and gentle as water. He is fond of using his agility and flexibility to move and attack from odd angles and multiple places. He has also trained himself in the use of swords, from Short swords, to Bastard swords, to Butterfly swords, and Katanas; as well as all manner of bladed weapons.

History of your character: He grew up in a suburb just outside Phoenix, with a wealthy family with an income of around $500k/year.. At a young age, it was apparent he was more flexible and in control of his body and nearly all children his age. He took an interest in gymnastics, and began taking classes nearly everyday. After a year or so, he was able to do things that took a lot of people years to do, jumping twice his height in the air doing flips and twists, hand springs forwards and back, continuous front and back flips without hands, his performance on the bars was exceptional. Getting a fully paid trip to DC for a show, he performed in front of hundreds of people, with his teacher and fellow students watching. He awed the crowd, and earned the loathing and resentment of his classmates and other people in other classes. His teacher received praises and more business. This was when he was eight years of age.
He watched an old Bruce Lee movie and was enthralled. He wanted to be able to do what he did. When he was not in school, he was taking classes in the martial arts. Since the classes ran shorter than his gymnastics class had, he doubled and tripled up every day. He didn’t much bother with other kids, they annoyed him. His parents weren’t very social either, so they didn’t push him. Ju-jitsu and Karate were the first he picked up. After two years, he decided to add Tai-chi to his daily routine. After school every day, he would go from class to class, spending a total of six hours a day in practice. His school grades were less than good, but still passing. All of his moral teachings and most of his upbringing was done by his teachers, in school and out, if his parents were more involved, he might have done better in school, that was not the case. They just wanted him to pass and to do what he wanted to do.
This continued until he left elementary school and moved to Jr. High. He had already progressed through the beginner’s classes and up through the advanced class. When it came time for him to finish his normal training and move onto his black belts, he always left without another word. For two reasons, first: he felt if he did move into the realm of the masters, he would be stuck and classified for the rest of his life, and second: he didn’t want to have to register himself as a lethal weapon. He was anti-social then, and continued to be. Though he dropped his martial arts classes, he picked up a new hobby, which he excelled at: Sports. It was apparent he was a gifted person. His first year in tryouts he qualified and joined the Varsity teams for football, hockey, and soccer. For three years he excelled, and was the top player on all teams. Needless to say, the others were not happy. They caught him off guard many times, with cheap shots and with large numbers, they learned early that in a fair one on one fight, they lost miserably. They would beat on him till he bled freely from his nose and mouth. He was brought to the hospital many times, and never would he tell anyone who did it, but always carried a hatred for them, and an urge to get them back. Until the time came too, he decided he would outshine them ever more.
Moving into Sr. High, he became extremely bored in school, he barely passed any classes. Sports were his only thing he cared for, at least for a while. In the middle of the season, he dropped Football, and school nearly all together. This is also when his mutation kicked into full gear. On a good week, he would show up three times at the most. When not in school, he was either home lounging around, out at the mall, the arcade, practicing swords on his own, or with his girlfriend Elana. His father had taken a job in New York offered to him by a ‘Head Hunter’, so the family moved in his sophomore year. But not before he the jerks back for what they did to him in Jr. High.
In New York, anyone who dared to make fun of him learned quickly the consequences. He also picked up martial arts training again. Kung-fu, Tai Kwan do, and Kickboxing were his preference, though he also joined a swordsmen’s club to further his own training and just for kicks. More and more he trained. He never returned to school for his sophomore year, and had to repeat it. He repeated his junior year as well. He had cut back on his lessons to finish school. Though he hated school, he did join the after school dance club. From classical dancing, to hip-hop, to swing, to break dancing, they had it all, and he did them all. Break dancing was his favorite; he was both liquid and solid at the same time. It was unearthly and beautiful, as described by the teacher in charge of the club.
Each year, he showed off in the talent show at his school, whether it was dancing, swords or martial arts, he loved the attention, jealousy and awe he saw in the faces of the students and faculty. Not popular in a normal sense, as he was still anti-social, it seemed to add to his odd popularity, there were many girls that wanted to be with him, just to say they were with him. Not that he ever minded. He finished school just as he turned 19years of age, but just barely. As soon as it was over with, he stepped back into his training routine, but more intensely. And again, he stepped away before the reviews for the black belts came around. Though, he didn’t stop with his swords. He became the best in the club, and soon became a sort of instructor, but mostly enjoyed seeing how many people he could take on at once.
His mother had died in a car accident in his junior year. His father became a workaholic, almost never leaving his office. When he left, he wasn’t missed, nor did he miss his father. He was mentioned quite a few times in the class yearbook. He remembers a few in particular: “His accent, his Texan-like accent mixed with ours, is just *shudders* SEXAH!” Sarah McHowen.

“He’s a cool guy, if you ever get to see him and get him to talk to you, but you don’t want to get on his bad side. Those eyes are cold death when he’s mad.” Trix Anthony.

“He’s a damned FREAK! We all know it! He stole my girlfriend of three years, the jerk. He should just go back to where he came from.” Terry Johnson (needless to say, Kaz didn’t take his comment lightly, he was found knocked out and in coma a month after school ended).

“Terrifyingly beautiful.” Mrs. Kohan, Dance teacher; “MARRY ME!” Judy Rose.

The last one he always loved, even though she was murdered shortly later in a mugging on her way home from his apartment.

(((Part 2)))

More info about Judy's death and Kaz's past here: Overload

After Judy’s death Kaz wandered the streets of New York, picking fights trashing bars, generally causing an uproar. This also followed him home to his apartment, where he was evicted after trashing the place. It wasn’t long after he began living on the streets he ran into Eldwyn. To be more accurate, he ran into the group of thugs chasing after Eldwyn. Eldwyn had been bleeding from the arm, having been grazed by a bullet, more than a few knife slashes were evident on his clothes and body. Though he hardly seemed to care, the laptop he held against his breast seemed to be the only thing he was worried about.

Kaz saw the group and thought about Judy, for all he knew, they could have been the ones who took her from him. Taking a knife one of them had brandished, he quickly used it to dispatch each and every one of them, making sure they would never be getting up again. After collecting their arms, he moved to find Eldwyn who had run down an alley way. As he turned the corner, he found himself flying against the wall of a building. Flicking a knife between Eldwyn’s legs (it seemed as if he had fallen down), he told him to chill out.

The two quickly realized a partnership could be mutually beneficial. Eldwyn found an abandoned warehouse and using his laptop and it’s AI ‘Ashling’, they secured it and got free utilities for the place. It didn’t take long for the two to realize they could do so much more, if they just had a bit of help. Doing ‘homework’ for a bit, they found Jason and Derrek. Jason was a light manipulator, very proficient in making himself and others/objects invisible; Derrek warped and negated sound.

The four scouted 12 of the larges banks on the East Coast and planned their heists. They hit three banks a night over four nights. Using Eldwyn and Ash, they had the money sent oversees to be ‘cleaned’. As soon as the first of the money began to come back to them, they gave the Warehouse a complete overhaul on the inside. All four got an equal share of the loot. Jason and Derrek disappeared shortly afterwards, Eldwyn seemed as if he began to feel guilty for what he had done and left to ‘purify’ his self.

Kaz decided to get a legitimate income, without having to do work. Since no one would take him seriously at his age, he found a middle-woman to do the work. Through her, he bought a few oil companies within the US, with her advice, he bought large amounts of shares in many big businesses, and over time bought half of a military research and development company, Atlas Munitions.

Even before ever going there, Kaz disliked the Mansion and it’s ideals. So when he heard about Sanctuary, he was curious to say the least. He had a room set up a few weeks before it’s official opening. Soon he met, Syn, Isabel, Dorian King, and others. Going along with a project King has put forth to the group and others, who became known as the Order, they ‘rescued’ Jack/Haywire and other mutant detainees and those being experimented on from a laboratory in upstate New York. Jack was taken to King Pharmaceuticals while the others were brought to Sanctuary.

Abyss, Syn, and Kaz went into NYC and nabbed a few mutants and humans to do their own brand of ‘tests’. This led Kaz to go to the Mansion to do a bit of snooping. As he did, he met Nicki, a relationship between the two quickly developed. The mansion did their own snooping at Sanctuary, Kaz being the suspicious type, had alerted Syn and Abyss of this fact. This all lead up to a fight between the X-Men and the Order outside King Pharmaceuticals.

Hunter had approached Kaz with a job offer, which Kaz took. This was after Hunter disclosed that he had been watching and monitoring Kaz for some time, as well as being the other owner of Atlas Munitions, which he handed over full control to Kaz to seal the deal.

After having a ‘moral’ dilemma over what he did while with the Order, Kaz left the group to join Hunter’s Kabal, while Kaz moved himself fully into the Warehouse.

Shortly after the Registration Act was passed, mutants were rounded up and put into concentration camps. Those from the Mansion/X-Men, and the Order that escaped the raids came to Mondragon Labs where a resistance had begun. Currently, Kaz is in charge of the labs while Hunter is off doing his part to take down the Registration Act.


Sample RP: “I guess it’s bout time those f**kers learned a lesson.” Kaz said as he got up from his chair. He looked out his window, overlooking the lawn. It was nearly 1am. He had sent out letters to all of the assholes who had beaten him up in Jr. High. He knew they would all be at the empty warehouse; they wouldn’t miss a chance to humiliate him again. He got dressed, making sure to put on his gloves. He stepped out of his house grabbing keys as he left, into the garage; he got into the truck and sped off to the city. He stopped 2 miles from the warehouse. Checking the clock, “Only 15 minutes until 1. I’ll get there on time.” He ran full speed toward the warehouse. Going in through the second story entrance, he waited in the rafters near the stairs watching the main door.
*Creeeeek* Went the door as it opened, and in stepped 10 guys. “At least you’re on time.” Kaz called from the rafters, as he walked to the stairs and began his decent to the ground floor. “You must be crazy. Did we beat the sense out of you that bad?” Joe called out. Laughter exploded from the group. “Quite the opposite.” He stood 20 feet from the group. “I let you guys get away with too much without doing anything. So this is my attempt to salvage some of myself.”
“If you wanted to die, why not use a gun, its much less painful.” “Laugh it up Kevan. Why don’t you and TJ take the first round?” Looking directly at the one in the back, “OH, Joe, why don’t you take a backseat, if I survive, you can take last shots, sound good? Good.” Turning his attention to Kevan and TJ, “Well?”
“Cokie little bastard!” Shouted TJ. The two of them walked up to Kaz, one on either side. TJ threw the first punch, which Kaz dodged easily, just as Kevan kicked at his knee. Kaz lifted his leg, stopping the kick, then pushed his leg down and to the side. Twisting, and throwing a right jab at Kevan’s face, while kicking straight up with his leg to hit TJ in the chest. Both his fist and foot connected full force. TJ flew back and hit a steel I beam, smashing the back of his head into the beam, bleeding and going unconscious. Kevan had managed to throw his arm up to block, which was snapped instantly. Bones exploded out the skin as the arm bashed into the man’s face, knocking him out cold as he fell to the floor.
He couldn’t distinguish who said what but he caught words from the others: “What the f**k?!” “When..how..who the hell is he?” “That’s not the guy we beat the shit outa!”
Kaz let out a belly laugh. “Oh? I’m not huh? I’m not the guy you beat up in the bathroom the stuck my head into the toilet while flushing it?” His laugh stopped instantly, as he stared literal death at them. Seeming as one, they stepped back from his gaze. “It’s my turn tonight. I’ll repay you 100 fold for what you did to me!”
He rushed the group. Bent down as he ran straight at Derrick, swinging his fist up, connecting with his chin. He flew up into the air from the force of the blow, his head snapping back. Kaz grabbed his leg in the air, and swung him in an arc, slamming him down hard against the cement. Spinning on a dime with a crescent kick to Joseph’s side, snapping ribs as he few against the wall. Without stopping or slowing, he jumped into the air, continuing his spin, kicking out toward Sean’s head. The boy’s head shattered from the impact and collapsed in a heap on the floor.
Brent pulled a pistol from his belt and aimed it at Kaz. Kaz noticed out of the corner of his eye just before the shot was fired. He managed to twist just before he landed. The bullet grazed his shoulder. Kaz snarled and ran towards Brent. Brent aimed and fired another shot, just as Kaz grabbed David’s neck and threw him toward Brent, taking the shot to his back and exiting his chest. David’s scream was piercing to Kaz as well as the others.
Brent’s gun flew across the floor and skirted to a stop against the far wall as he was buried under David, who was bleeding profusely. Two other boys, AJ and Casie pulled knives out and jabbed them at Kaz, who grabbed both of their wrists. Letting out a chuckle as he began to crush their wrists, the two boys howled in pain. He did a quick flip over their arms and flipping them onto their backs as he landed. He let go of their wrists, the wind knocked out of the two. Making his arms, wrists, hands and fingers perfectly straight, he gave each of their throats a sharp knife chop, smashing their windpipes.
Kyle pissed his pants and yelled, “f**k THIS!” as he bolted for the door. “You want the door so bad, I’ll give it to you.” Kaz ran after Kyle, grabbing the back of his skull as he rammed it into the steel door, crushing is face in, blood and brains stuck to its surface. Dropping his corpse, Kaz turned around and saw Brent scrambling up, after pushing David off of him. He was covered in blood. Brent doubled over and blew chunks. “OOOH! Brent, weren’t you always saying you had an iron stomach?” He laughed, and walked over to him. Glancing to the wall, he saw Joe in utter shock, eyes wide, nearly bulging out of their sockets, piss covered his pants, and he reeked of shit.
“That’s just disgusting Joe. Couldn’t you hold it in?” He stood next to Brent and grabbed his shoulder. “Ahh, feeling a little sick are we?” “You bastard.” Brent swung at Kaz, but he was faster, his fist connected with Brent’s gut. His breath was blasted out of him. “Don’t worry Brent, just be a good boy, and I won’t hurt you anymore.” Kaz pulled Brent up to stand straight. Brent nodded and stood still trying to catch his breath. Taking a step past and behind Brent, he turned, and slapped his palms against Brent’s ears, forcing air into his skull with such force, his eardrums ruptured, his eyes popped out of their sockets, and blood ran from his nose. “Guess what? I lied.” He turned his back on Brent’s dead body, and made his way to Joe.

“Hmm..you ready for your judgment Joe?” Kaz asked standing three feet from him. Stuttering, “P-p-ple-please don’t. I.. I.. I don’t want to die. I’ll do an-anything, please!” He began to weep. “Oh god, what are you, a baby? What the f**k’s up with those tears and the pleading? Did you stop when I pleaded? Did you stop hitting me with the crowbar or the bat? Or beating my head into the urinal? No! So why do you think I should let you off that easy?” Faster than Joe could follow, Kaz did a snap kick to his right kneecap, shattering it. He howled, and Kaz did the same just to mock him. Laughing, “Haha, that’s great. Lets here some more!” He grabbed his wrist and twisted it until it snapped and cracked, after which Kaz bent it fast and hard all the way back, touching the back of his hand to his forearm. “You know you brought this on yourself. You had to be the big bad bully, jealous because I was better than you in sports. SPORTS for god’s sake! How petty are you?!” He punched him in the chest, snapping his sternum. “I’m bored, you learned who is your better, and I’m sure you learned a lesson. So I’ll give to you what you gave to me.” He covered Joe’s face with his hand, getting a firm grip, he began to repeatedly ram his head into the wall. Joe’s eyes began to roll back in his head. Kaz slapped him and brought him back. Then dropped him to the floor and stopped hard onto his chest over and over, breaking all of his ribs, puncturing his lungs and heart. Blood came out of Joe’s mouth and nose. “Not yet.”
He left Joe on the ground, as he grabbed the bodies of the other boys and gathered them around the I beam where TJ lay. Four of them leaned up against each side of the beam, while the others were piled on and around them. Going back to Joe, he grabbed the back of his shirt and dragged him over to the beam. He plopped two of them onto him so he couldn’t move. Walking over to the side of the building, he grabbed five large containers and eight smaller ones. Opening them one by one, he poured the contents all over the bodies, the smell of gas permeated the air. He stuffed the eight smaller ones under the bodies in random spots. These would explode once they became hot enough. Pulling out a book of matches, he stood over Joe, “Goodbye for good. Maybe I’ll see you in the next life.” Joe screamed as Kaz threw the lit book of matches onto Joe and ignited the gas. The flames jumped to life as they began to consume the boys. Kaz watched only for a moment before turning and calmly walking away. Opening the door of the warehouse and walking through, never looking back.
He returned to the truck and drove home. Parking and going inside, he looked at the clock, 2:07am. Into his room he went. Disrobing, he went into his bathroom and took a hot steaming shower. He got out 20 minutes later, put on a pair of boxers and slipped under his covers. Falling easily and soundly asleep.

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Going with the 'spirit of things' ((As Calley kept telling me.)) I've decided to add something for the Adaptives. When within an Adaptive's field Kaz will not only revert from his shifted form (if he's shifted at the time), he will also assume his 'human' appearance. This is different in a few ways from his normal form:

His ears loose their distinctive tips, his hair and eyes become black and emerald in color respectively. While his mutation grants him enhanced physical abilities, he has trained his body for nearly his entire life, this includes his senses, though none exceed the human limit, his stubbornness is part of his mentality thus his mental strength is unchanged. In all other ways he is completely human. His empathic connection with Demi will become limited. If Demi enters the field he will begin to feel ill. If inside the field for prolonged periods, he will become feverish, after a time his organs will begin to shut down until death finally occurs.

Examples of Kaz's human appearance:
Anime style
CoH/Realistic style

Real Human Kaz

Starting out at the beginning of the Haywire plot v.

Kaz's first post, Sanctuary. Continuing there until....
The Begining
Getting Haywire
A house isn't a home
Lost without direction
Iris's kidnapping
King Pharmaceuticals, reply #11. leaves at reply #76 to go to the mansion.
Enter the Dragon
Tricitiy's quasi-personal infirmary space, reply #130
Club Evolution (This is also where Nicki and Kaz got their start, even though it's in the Fan Fic section and not actually in the MRO storyline.)
Wandering the Stacks
On Route to "Tim's Diner"
Enemy at The Gate, continued until reply #29, then moves to...
Overload
Brainstorming
Double Trouble
Warehouse, Kaz's Retreat, that little thread stops with the twins reply, #18, to be seen at a later date.
Awakening
Trying Again
Kaz's Room
What A Way To Start A Tour
Clashing Blades
The Black Talon
Just a walk
Meeting of Electric Personalities
Results of The Sanctuary
Back to King Pharmaceuticals, reply #166, stopped briefly (reply #210) to change 'locations'.
Sentinal's Chance (Before KP confrontation)
Returned to KP, reply #213
The Rings of Saturn
Golden Glow
Infirmary
Calm Me Down: Kaz's Room
Back to Kaz's warehouse, starting reply #19

That's pretty much all of the threads/posts that were durring the Haywire plot ^.

Surprising the Boyfriend (Kaz's Warehouse)
The Morning After the Surprise (Kaz's Warehouse)
First Day
Arriving at the Black Talon

These were between Haywire and Registration plots ^.

Loved Ones
(Raid) And it all hits the fan..... (Short one shot post, Reply #15)
Running off
Breakfast
A bit of rest?
Registration Day One(Single post: Reply #5)
Getting on the same page
Hanging out
Hanging Out - Food
Planning the Resistance
Fighting Spirit, reply #28
Catching a Stalker
Warming Up (Quick post for the 'multi-taskers, Reply #20)
Hade's Workshop (Page 2) (Reply #24, exit's for a later time at Reply #32)
A truly well-thought-out idea
Katrina's Bedroom
Hade's Workshop (End of Page 3) (Start back up Reply #44)
Hide and Seek: Southern Section
Nicki's Disappearance
A messy arrival
Labtastic
Catching a Stalker (Smash&Grab)
Catching a Stalker (Smash&Grab) Group 2

These are the posts during the Registration plot ^.

Back from the Dead
Been a while (Tag: Abyss)
Future No More ((FP stuff Nicki and I wrote…but was scrapped later when she fell off the site. Put into FanFic Section))
YOU??!! (Kaz)
Away and Back (Open)
Full Circle Book Store (Open)
Rabid Dogs (open)
WereCat in your WareHouse (Kaz)
Everyone Loves A Party (Open For All)
Go Team! Gym
Rise of the Revolving Doors (OPEN for all)
In order to form a more perfect future (Brawl)

FP Profile & Attribute


Character's real name: Kaz Corydon
Codename: N/A

Gender: Male
Age: 32, looks 25
Nationality/Ethnicity: American/Mutt
Birthplace: Arizona
Personality: He can be a bit impatient, actually very impatient. He tries to be calm and collected, it works for the most part, though he can fly off the handle. He’s plenty nice, though in a fight you wouldn’t know it. He’s prone to going into small ‘rants’. Over the years he's become a very bored individual. He does not know where he fits in, always debating whether to act on what he wants to do, or what he should do or how he feels.
Notes (hobbies, phobias, worries, ect.): Kaz doesn't do too much besides watch the world pass him by for the most part. He looks after his estate and continues to train those willing, the art of swordplay.

Side: Unknown/Chaotic

Everyday clothing and Uniform:

Pajamas: Boxers

Hair color and style: Silver, length varies at his whim.
Eye color: Red
Height: 5'11"
Build: Lithe and toned.

Scars: Three long slashes, from the upper middle of his forehead to his right cheek, across his eyes.
Tattoos: A tattoo like scar on Kaz’s back. It's one of the only physical features he's unable to change.
Piercings: None.
Other Distinguishing Features: His ears are tipped/pointed like an elf’s. Another of his physical features he is unable to change.

Description of ability(ies): After his second run-in with the Haywire effect, Kaz went though the greatest and worst change ever. His true abilities finally showed through in all their glory. Much to Kaz's annoyance, he had to leave to a secluded place to get control of himself.
Kaz is a Physical Manipulator (self only) his secondary abilities is minor Spacial Manipulation. All other abilities were these two abilities showing themselves in different ways. As if they were stepping stones to prepare his mind and body for the final step.
Due to Kaz's muscle memory, no matter what he does to his body, he does not need to 'get use to' the muscular/skeletal/nervous system/workings of it.
Foreign substances are nullified almost instantly with little to no effect.

Because Kaz can manipulate his physical form he could make himself nearly as dense as adamantite or make himself like air, stretch his body and bones to great limits, change any and almost all physical features (hair color, number of arms, legs, digits). He is also able to increase or decrease his bodies temperature to extreme degrees without any adverse effects to his own body (ie heat his hand up to the point he could melt steel).

At any time he is able to give himself nearly unmatched, speed/agility, strength/durability, matchless acuteness of senses. Usually if he maxes one area the others are mediocer, though he can do a mix of all areas, again, at will. While he can do all of this, much of it is very taxing on his body and more-so, his mind. He generally sticks to a balanced physical state, as well as having skin that's close to the strength of steel. Through the ability to manipulate his physical structure, Kaz has gained a type of immortality, from aging as he is able to return his body to a more youthful time, or if he so chose, an older state.

Though a combination of physical and spacial manipulation (which isn't very easy), he is able to 'walk on air/water'. He lightens his body, while forcing the molecules of air/water into a very condensed space, enough to stand on. He has learned how to consciously control the spacial shockwaves to a fine degree. It is also due to the spacial manipulation that he is able to manipulate his physical size, ie: shrink to under a foot tall to well over 10ft tall, it also allows any clothes he's wearing to resize to fit whatever he's doing.

As a part of Kaz, Demi gained a small part of Kaz's physical and spacial manipulation: The ability to increase his size and body structure. While he prefers to stay the size of a house cat, he has been known to be as large as a pickup truck, with the ability to fly instead of just glide. He and Kaz are still linked by an empathic link, though it's much easier to tell who's emotions are being felt by the other.


Fighting style (if any): He has studied Judo, Ju-jitsu, Kung-fu, Tai Kwan do, Karate, Kickboxing, and Tai chi. In a fight he's evil and is as likely to fight fair as to throw dirt in your eye to win the fight if he feels it's nessisary.


FP Attributes:
Physical Strength:5
Agility:5
Mental Strength: 10
Stealth: 5
Senses:5
Mutated Strength: 50
Mutated Control: 20
Since he's a physical manipulator, I'm sure it would fall under mutated strength. But since he can manipulate his body and it's workings....He could essentially have great speed, agility, senses and all that jazz all at the same time and much higher than he has now. If not all at the same time, then he'd be able to switch quickly or do any combination there of.


((Removed color to make it easier to read))