Post by Mars Wayfield on Jun 15, 2016 3:49:13 GMT
Mars Wayfield
Musical Reference (Character Name): Mark Wakefield, lead singer of Linkin Park
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Birthday: July 20th 1965
Birthplace: Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
Faction: N/A
Appearance
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140 lb
Physical Description:
Unfortunately for Mars, the fact that he became a Vampire at such a young age has now trapped him in the body of a twelve-year old teenager forever. Short for his age and rather scrawny-looking, none of his body's traits could be considered impressive at all apart for the usual iconic consequences that comes with the curse of being a Vampire, such as almost perfect facial structure, sharp fangs and bleach white skin.
Surprisingly, although the boy is probably part of one of the strongest individuals in the world, he always seems to be either bored, disappointed, angry or, hell, sleepy. His pure blue eyes, almost always affected by frowning eyebrows, seem to scream disinterest in any matter whatsoever, and his semi-long, unkempt dark brown hair is, well, not really popular at all.
It is almost as if the boy doesn't even want to be talked to... or even noticed.
Clothing:
Thanks to his rather anti-social and almost constantly bored attitude, Mars wears clothing that, quite ironically, matches his personality pretty well. Wearing a simple dark blue, sleeveless hoodie covering a cored white and blue shirt followed by comfy-looking black shorts and blue sports shoes, the boy usually hangs around with his hands in his pockets and looking towards the night sky in the city streets of New York, having absolutely no want to hang out around Jersey City, of which he usually describes as "Jackal City" instead. Glasses can also be seen on his face, though, ironically, he usually only wears them for style and not really because he uses them; in fact, they do not really possess any glass inside them.
Accessories:
A walkman can usually be seen in his pockets alongside a pair of earbuds inserted right in his ears. Ever since he has stolen it from a music store years ago while it was closed, he has always refused every single demand that asked him to get rid of them and has since slightly became a big 80s music fan. If you are ever able to take those earbuds off while he listening to his songs, you might probably be able to hear some great Micheal Jackson tunes before being punched in the nuts for having done such a rude thing.
Extras:
A small, yet bold tattoo representing a single black circle pattern can be seen on the back of his neck. Although one may find the drawing worthless and totally unimaginative, Mars thinks of the tattoo as his first attempt to reach true adulthood, the first time he actually tried to surpass the fear of becoming a vampire. He once wanted a much more complex design, but, due to his regenerative Vampire powers, that process would have been impossible.
Class and Abilities
Class: Vampire / Stand User Hybrid
History
Oh, how times have changed, for a child to become one of the vilest being to have ever been created by the likes of the Creator of this world... and to simply almost ignore it, to not even exploit its powers at all.
For that is the story of Mars Wayfield: a prodigious child that lacks the determination to do anything other than to constantly dwell his miserable existence on pure marketing on his favorite entertainment brands.
Born on the twentieth of the summer of July 1965 within the very downtown of the prospering city of Ottawa, the child lived through what he considers to be the most boring childhood one could had ever hoped for under the care of his uncle. Due to his parents having been reported to have completely disappeared during the face of the Earth after they had once headed towards the South American territory, he was never able to meet in and, thus, have never really cared for them. As for his uncle, him being almost never at home due to his work gave Mars to opportunity to live in a life of solitude. After a while, the child considered his uncle to only be but a source of nourishment when he was either hungry or thirsty; other than that, he acted as if his uncle never existed to a point that he completely forgot his name, having never bothered to remember it himself.
Because of this, Mars developed a personality that could be considered to be much more mature and intelligent than your typical child. At the age of two, he was already gladly reading through many scientific studies without any sorts of relative disdain towards it, developing his intelligence, and, at the age of four, he witnessed the very first steps of humankind on the moon by the use of his uncle's television with a face of pure happiness on his face. This also led to him starting to idol many figures in the world of astronauts and space-related science such as Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin and even John F. Kennedy who was the one whom had actually started Project Apollo in 1961, two years before his death.
It was at this moment, once he saw Neil Armstrong put his feet on the moon, that Mars realized what he wanted to become. He wanted to do the same thing, or to at least contribute for another grand success such as this one... He wanted Humanity to transcend from being forced to live on Earth to a life where they could live wherever they could possibly want in the Universe. Although he was, at this time, considering this possibility as nothing that could ever be possibly realized even at such a young age, that it was only but fiction, he still believed it thoroughly.
His uncle, however, had other plans: he wanted his nephew to work with him, most precisely in his tire factory, of which Mars had absolutely no interest in working in, but never admitted to his uncle, mostly because he was the one who then started financing his studies in public education.
Of course, being the bright kid he is, Mars was your typical A+ student: he was always perfect, always polite... always everything that a teacher could possibly ask for. Eventually, this started a controversy in his school and most of the students over there started to think that Mars was actually cheating. Thus, they became jealous and started not trusting him anymore, instead wanting to punish him for his intelligence with verbal abuse and violence. However, Mars was fast... Very, very fast. His body simply always made him work his way out of such situations. Sure, he was indeed hit at first, but, once he started dodging, he couldn't stop anymore. Dodging had became his specialty... and, eventually, he lost interest in the ones that bullied him. They were too slow, too stupid... too moronic. To focus himself on a band of shit-for-brains like such children was a colossal waste of time that he did not needed to bring himself to at all. Instead, he would simply continue his studies in advanced mathematics, geometry and a bunch of other science stuff that most kids would probably describe as complete gibberish at this point.
Then... the 25th of May 1977 came. It was a day that will forever have been engraved within Mars's mind...
It was the day where everything changed.
It was, actually, exactly two months before his twelfth birthday. His uncle, in order to try to convince him to work for his industry, had asked his nephew if he wanted to go watch the first showing of the very first Star Wars movie in theaters. Mars, intrigued by the movie's recent images in various science-fiction magazines, decided that it was maybe a better idea to accept his uncle's offer, else he would probably become angry at him again and, honestly, the now-early-teenager was growing especially tired of his uncle's anger. As such, they went to the nearest theaters that they were able to find and watched the movie together.
Mars had truly not predicted what was going to happen next: for the first time in his life, his mind has almost been completely blown away by fiction.
He really could not believe at all. Everything about this movie... He considered the entirety of the film as a perfect representation of what he was actually imagining the future of Humanity to be like. Within only a single representation of the movie, he became a complete fan and... he had smiled in true, pure happiness for the second time in his life and, for once, he was grateful to his uncle for having invited him to such a good movie.
It was too bad that he was then suddenly assaulted not long after he left the theaters with his uncle, however. Five minutes after they have left, Mars was now in an alleyway located just behind the theater building away from the parking lot, bleeding, an arrow completely stuck through his stomach. His uncle's head had been completely severed by the person that had assaulted them and was now left to rot on a wooden spike on the ground which had seemingly been made under a minute.
Although Mars was slightly unaffected by his uncle's death due to how he hadn't known enough of him to feel guilt, the arrow within his stomach, however, hurt. It really, really hurt... and he almost couldn't do anything to get it out.
He was going to die, wasn't he...? Oh well... At least, he has been able to see the best movie he could had possible went to... At least, he tried to become what he had envisioned to become... Whoever had attacked them, he wasn't going out of this. There was no point in believing that he was actually going to survive this encounter at all; the only thing he could do was now wait for his death to become reality.
Then, suddenly, as he closed his eyes to welcome the Reaper's cold embrace upon his skin... He felt something suddenly smashed against his face against his will followed suit by something liquid-like hitting against its material, then froze as intense pain then latched onto his skull. The pain was unbelievable... It felt even worse than the arrow itself. It was like something had pierced through many parts of his brain and was somehow changing its very properties!
He remained in this state of pure pain for over a minute, now immobile, literally almost unable to move...
And then, he woke up once more, the mask on his face popping off and landing on the floor beside him.
The young teenager stared at the night sky, feeling like his mind has been completely opened by something, completely... augmented. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was as if he was, during a small amount of time, in pure euphoria.
But then, something kicked in. Something... Something really awful. He felt like he hadn't drank for days, like he had been stuck on an island for decades on end unable to find any water.
"T... Thir.... Thirsty....!"
He mumbled, shivering, slowly lifting his head up towards the aggressor that stood above him. He couldn't recognize it at all, but it seemed as though it was actually a woman, judging by its feminine figure. The moment he saw the figure, he immediately jumped onto it and slammed his hands straight against her soft, gorgeous, no, PERFECT neck. All the while, she simply smirked with those evil eyes of hers, holding to that stupid bow of hers... and then, she fell, completely drained of her blood.
But it wasn't enough... The newly created Vampire needed more.
MORE. MORE, MORE, MORE!!!
His thirst was finally satisfied only but hours later into the night, most specifically two hours before the morning sun would come, simply standing there in the very same parking lot with a bunch of bodies lying there on the ground, somehow unable to feel fatigue. For some reason, his mind was now almost perfectly clear, just like it had been once he was awakened.
It was at that moment that he realized what he had become.
He had stood there, still as immobile as ever with his eyes completely widened, then thought for a moment that maybe he should just stay there, just remain there until the sun comes to finish him off. He had heard about Vampires, of course... The Speedwagon Foundation's studies obviously talked about those... and he had became one of them.
And now, he was going to be forced to live like a criminal, live like a fugitive constantly hunted by those Hamon users. He was also now never going to stare at the sun again, to bask in its light...
Unlike many Vampires, Mars, at this point, instead of laughing like a crazed madman happy to have finally gotten such terrible powers, simply looked down and became emotionless for a while. Of course, he hadn't noticed that the bodies he had left have been completely disintegrated by some weird floating devices hanging around him, but he had ignored them a while. Too scared of death, he decided to barge into the theaters as silently as possible, then went on to the darkest corners of the building, waiting for the incoming day to end once more. Once the day ended, he then left the building and... simply started wandering in the streets, depressed, ignoring the people that commented on his new, perfect-looking appearance.
And thus, his life became monotonous. Now a Vampire, Mars refused to come back to school and decided to leave Ottawa in fear of the Speedwagon Foundation or any Hamon users learning about his killing spree. He headed towards the United States, going from home to home, staying during the day. During his travels, he learned of the Satellites that kept following him and that no one seemed to notice and he had actually found himself trying to argument with them in hopes of chasing them off. Of course, that did not happen, no; instead, he got weird looks from everybody that was actually in the area at that moment, which made him freeze, then run away out of embarrassment. Eventually, he understood that these things were not going to leave him any time soon and decided that he would study them later, once he would reach the US. Once he did do so, however, he then decided to head to New York for some reason due to it being a common interest of his, then simply decided to make the city his home.
Within New York, he lived comfortably in an abandoned apartment lot close to downtown where he studied his Satellites in peace along with his usual readings on science and, eventually, Star Wars, of which he became a true fan. Soon enough, the abandoned apartment almost looked like it was taken straight out of a science-fiction conference, filled with Star Wars goodies and various science books on astrology and rocket science.
Needless to say, apart from his Star Wars complete fanboyism and practicing with his new powers, the boy has been, frankly, extremely bored for the last few years. Being powerful and intelligent at the same time is almost a curse at this point... There's almost nothing great in being a Vampire. Of course, once in a while, there's those evil comic book-looking weirdos appearing at his door from time to time in order to try to get him into an alliance or something like that, but he always ends up telling them no. He has absolutely zero interest in "conquering the world" and he has always found Dio guy to be a little bit pathetic. Of course he heard of him recruiting for his little organization in the Middle East and what not and he was indeed invited to join him thanks to his "Stand" (which he guessed to be the little floating devices he argued against back in the day that he eventually decided to call "Satellites". He would had called them Death Stars, but, of course, that was copyrighted, and also not very original), but, again, Mars refused. This lead to him being sometimes assaulted by various individuals that always ended up either running away, drained of their blood or disintegrated, which, frankly, almost bored Mars even further. For once, he was happy that a Human had killed the prick that kept sending assassins to bring him over. Hell, he was even happier once he heard that the guy that killed him was a... Joshstar, however they were called.
Now technically aged twenty-seven, the boy now continues his boring existence, still trying to expand his knowledge as much as he can, now most specifically towards the use of his "Stand" and the relatively new computer technology going out at the time. Thankfully, nowadays, he also has gained access to those new things they call "walkmans", which had proved sufficiently good enough to attract his curiosity towards the musical industry.
However, despite all of this, he only has one wish. One simple wish that probably anybody in his state would probably ask at any possible anytime:
To get him out of his boredom.
Techniques
Items
Musical Reference (Character Name): Mark Wakefield, lead singer of Linkin Park
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Birthday: July 20th 1965
Birthplace: Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
Faction: N/A
Appearance
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140 lb
Physical Description:
Unfortunately for Mars, the fact that he became a Vampire at such a young age has now trapped him in the body of a twelve-year old teenager forever. Short for his age and rather scrawny-looking, none of his body's traits could be considered impressive at all apart for the usual iconic consequences that comes with the curse of being a Vampire, such as almost perfect facial structure, sharp fangs and bleach white skin.
Surprisingly, although the boy is probably part of one of the strongest individuals in the world, he always seems to be either bored, disappointed, angry or, hell, sleepy. His pure blue eyes, almost always affected by frowning eyebrows, seem to scream disinterest in any matter whatsoever, and his semi-long, unkempt dark brown hair is, well, not really popular at all.
It is almost as if the boy doesn't even want to be talked to... or even noticed.
Clothing:
Thanks to his rather anti-social and almost constantly bored attitude, Mars wears clothing that, quite ironically, matches his personality pretty well. Wearing a simple dark blue, sleeveless hoodie covering a cored white and blue shirt followed by comfy-looking black shorts and blue sports shoes, the boy usually hangs around with his hands in his pockets and looking towards the night sky in the city streets of New York, having absolutely no want to hang out around Jersey City, of which he usually describes as "Jackal City" instead. Glasses can also be seen on his face, though, ironically, he usually only wears them for style and not really because he uses them; in fact, they do not really possess any glass inside them.
Accessories:
A walkman can usually be seen in his pockets alongside a pair of earbuds inserted right in his ears. Ever since he has stolen it from a music store years ago while it was closed, he has always refused every single demand that asked him to get rid of them and has since slightly became a big 80s music fan. If you are ever able to take those earbuds off while he listening to his songs, you might probably be able to hear some great Micheal Jackson tunes before being punched in the nuts for having done such a rude thing.
Extras:
A small, yet bold tattoo representing a single black circle pattern can be seen on the back of his neck. Although one may find the drawing worthless and totally unimaginative, Mars thinks of the tattoo as his first attempt to reach true adulthood, the first time he actually tried to surpass the fear of becoming a vampire. He once wanted a much more complex design, but, due to his regenerative Vampire powers, that process would have been impossible.
Class and Abilities
Class: Vampire / Stand User Hybrid
[Satellites]
MUSICAL REFERENCE (STAND NAME)
Satellites, by Rise Against
MYSTERY COMBO
Vampire / Stand User
TWO AS ONE
Vampire/Stand Users get a free A2 skill, which allows the user to instantly feed on the foe if the technique kills them.
MISC
"Satellites" is a Stand that allows the user to use multiple floating satellite-looking devices as extremely fast weapons and utilities.
Originally totaling to an amount of six (one that represents the user's head, two for the arms, two for the legs and another one for the chest), all Satellites have the ability to sustain three forms: Assault Mode, Recon Mode and Vision Mode.
A Satellite in Assault Mode allows the user to use it as a laser weapon. Although this can sound brief, the user can also use said form to fly due to the Satellites' sufficient strength to hold an individual and use said Satellites as a means to propel his or herself in a certain direction thanks to their laser blasts. The laser beams they shoot can be shot within any rate of fire.
A Satellite in Recon Mode, however, cannot do anything said above and is forced to be paired with another Satellite in Vision Mode in order to function properly. Instead of being purely used as an offensive tool, they are instead primarily used as scouts that give information about the area to the user by the use of holographic screens projected by a Vision Mode Satellite of which Recon Mode Satellites are connected to by the use of transmissions. These screens can either only be seen by the user or projected into a wide screen to other Stand users. A Recon Mode Satellite can also use harmless laser pointers to mark a target for the Vision Mode Satellite, which can, in return, alert the user about it by use of red markers on the screens that were given.
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Vision Mode Satellites can also allow the user to use different visions on the transmissions given by the Recon Mode Satellites such as Thermal Vision, X-Ray Vision and Night Vision, and can also enhance or reduce the sight similarly to binoculars.
In order for a Recon Mode Satellite to be created alongside a Vision Mode Satellite, an Assault Mode Satellite must separate itself into two in order to "give birth" to the previously said Satellites. In other words, the user must sacrifice attack power if he or she wants to learn more about his or her surroundings.
If a Satellite is destroyed, the user will not only feel physical pain but will also have to wait for the Satellite to be repaired before using it. In order for a Satellite to be repaired, the user must wait for his or her wounds to have been healed.
Alternatively, the user can also order a certain Satellite to self-destruct in a small explosion that has a burst radius that is similar to a modern grenade while possessing the power of many laser beams combined that can melt human flesh by touch. Of course, if it does self-destruct, this will cause heavy physical pain to the user in return.
MUSICAL REFERENCE (STAND NAME)
Satellites, by Rise Against
MYSTERY COMBO
Vampire / Stand User
TWO AS ONE
Vampire/Stand Users get a free A2 skill, which allows the user to instantly feed on the foe if the technique kills them.
MISC
"Satellites" is a Stand that allows the user to use multiple floating satellite-looking devices as extremely fast weapons and utilities.
Originally totaling to an amount of six (one that represents the user's head, two for the arms, two for the legs and another one for the chest), all Satellites have the ability to sustain three forms: Assault Mode, Recon Mode and Vision Mode.
A Satellite in Assault Mode allows the user to use it as a laser weapon. Although this can sound brief, the user can also use said form to fly due to the Satellites' sufficient strength to hold an individual and use said Satellites as a means to propel his or herself in a certain direction thanks to their laser blasts. The laser beams they shoot can be shot within any rate of fire.
A Satellite in Recon Mode, however, cannot do anything said above and is forced to be paired with another Satellite in Vision Mode in order to function properly. Instead of being purely used as an offensive tool, they are instead primarily used as scouts that give information about the area to the user by the use of holographic screens projected by a Vision Mode Satellite of which Recon Mode Satellites are connected to by the use of transmissions. These screens can either only be seen by the user or projected into a wide screen to other Stand users. A Recon Mode Satellite can also use harmless laser pointers to mark a target for the Vision Mode Satellite, which can, in return, alert the user about it by use of red markers on the screens that were given.
Vision Mode Satellites can also allow the user to use different visions on the transmissions given by the Recon Mode Satellites such as Thermal Vision, X-Ray Vision and Night Vision, and can also enhance or reduce the sight similarly to binoculars.
In order for a Recon Mode Satellite to be created alongside a Vision Mode Satellite, an Assault Mode Satellite must separate itself into two in order to "give birth" to the previously said Satellites. In other words, the user must sacrifice attack power if he or she wants to learn more about his or her surroundings.
If a Satellite is destroyed, the user will not only feel physical pain but will also have to wait for the Satellite to be repaired before using it. In order for a Satellite to be repaired, the user must wait for his or her wounds to have been healed.
Alternatively, the user can also order a certain Satellite to self-destruct in a small explosion that has a burst radius that is similar to a modern grenade while possessing the power of many laser beams combined that can melt human flesh by touch. Of course, if it does self-destruct, this will cause heavy physical pain to the user in return.
STATISTICS
| POWER | E- |
| RANGE | A |
| SPEED | A |
| DURABILITY | D |
| PRECISION | A |
| POTENTIAL | B |
History
Oh, how times have changed, for a child to become one of the vilest being to have ever been created by the likes of the Creator of this world... and to simply almost ignore it, to not even exploit its powers at all.
For that is the story of Mars Wayfield: a prodigious child that lacks the determination to do anything other than to constantly dwell his miserable existence on pure marketing on his favorite entertainment brands.
Born on the twentieth of the summer of July 1965 within the very downtown of the prospering city of Ottawa, the child lived through what he considers to be the most boring childhood one could had ever hoped for under the care of his uncle. Due to his parents having been reported to have completely disappeared during the face of the Earth after they had once headed towards the South American territory, he was never able to meet in and, thus, have never really cared for them. As for his uncle, him being almost never at home due to his work gave Mars to opportunity to live in a life of solitude. After a while, the child considered his uncle to only be but a source of nourishment when he was either hungry or thirsty; other than that, he acted as if his uncle never existed to a point that he completely forgot his name, having never bothered to remember it himself.
Because of this, Mars developed a personality that could be considered to be much more mature and intelligent than your typical child. At the age of two, he was already gladly reading through many scientific studies without any sorts of relative disdain towards it, developing his intelligence, and, at the age of four, he witnessed the very first steps of humankind on the moon by the use of his uncle's television with a face of pure happiness on his face. This also led to him starting to idol many figures in the world of astronauts and space-related science such as Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin and even John F. Kennedy who was the one whom had actually started Project Apollo in 1961, two years before his death.
It was at this moment, once he saw Neil Armstrong put his feet on the moon, that Mars realized what he wanted to become. He wanted to do the same thing, or to at least contribute for another grand success such as this one... He wanted Humanity to transcend from being forced to live on Earth to a life where they could live wherever they could possibly want in the Universe. Although he was, at this time, considering this possibility as nothing that could ever be possibly realized even at such a young age, that it was only but fiction, he still believed it thoroughly.
His uncle, however, had other plans: he wanted his nephew to work with him, most precisely in his tire factory, of which Mars had absolutely no interest in working in, but never admitted to his uncle, mostly because he was the one who then started financing his studies in public education.
Of course, being the bright kid he is, Mars was your typical A+ student: he was always perfect, always polite... always everything that a teacher could possibly ask for. Eventually, this started a controversy in his school and most of the students over there started to think that Mars was actually cheating. Thus, they became jealous and started not trusting him anymore, instead wanting to punish him for his intelligence with verbal abuse and violence. However, Mars was fast... Very, very fast. His body simply always made him work his way out of such situations. Sure, he was indeed hit at first, but, once he started dodging, he couldn't stop anymore. Dodging had became his specialty... and, eventually, he lost interest in the ones that bullied him. They were too slow, too stupid... too moronic. To focus himself on a band of shit-for-brains like such children was a colossal waste of time that he did not needed to bring himself to at all. Instead, he would simply continue his studies in advanced mathematics, geometry and a bunch of other science stuff that most kids would probably describe as complete gibberish at this point.
Then... the 25th of May 1977 came. It was a day that will forever have been engraved within Mars's mind...
It was the day where everything changed.
It was, actually, exactly two months before his twelfth birthday. His uncle, in order to try to convince him to work for his industry, had asked his nephew if he wanted to go watch the first showing of the very first Star Wars movie in theaters. Mars, intrigued by the movie's recent images in various science-fiction magazines, decided that it was maybe a better idea to accept his uncle's offer, else he would probably become angry at him again and, honestly, the now-early-teenager was growing especially tired of his uncle's anger. As such, they went to the nearest theaters that they were able to find and watched the movie together.
Mars had truly not predicted what was going to happen next: for the first time in his life, his mind has almost been completely blown away by fiction.
He really could not believe at all. Everything about this movie... He considered the entirety of the film as a perfect representation of what he was actually imagining the future of Humanity to be like. Within only a single representation of the movie, he became a complete fan and... he had smiled in true, pure happiness for the second time in his life and, for once, he was grateful to his uncle for having invited him to such a good movie.
It was too bad that he was then suddenly assaulted not long after he left the theaters with his uncle, however. Five minutes after they have left, Mars was now in an alleyway located just behind the theater building away from the parking lot, bleeding, an arrow completely stuck through his stomach. His uncle's head had been completely severed by the person that had assaulted them and was now left to rot on a wooden spike on the ground which had seemingly been made under a minute.
Although Mars was slightly unaffected by his uncle's death due to how he hadn't known enough of him to feel guilt, the arrow within his stomach, however, hurt. It really, really hurt... and he almost couldn't do anything to get it out.
He was going to die, wasn't he...? Oh well... At least, he has been able to see the best movie he could had possible went to... At least, he tried to become what he had envisioned to become... Whoever had attacked them, he wasn't going out of this. There was no point in believing that he was actually going to survive this encounter at all; the only thing he could do was now wait for his death to become reality.
Then, suddenly, as he closed his eyes to welcome the Reaper's cold embrace upon his skin... He felt something suddenly smashed against his face against his will followed suit by something liquid-like hitting against its material, then froze as intense pain then latched onto his skull. The pain was unbelievable... It felt even worse than the arrow itself. It was like something had pierced through many parts of his brain and was somehow changing its very properties!
He remained in this state of pure pain for over a minute, now immobile, literally almost unable to move...
And then, he woke up once more, the mask on his face popping off and landing on the floor beside him.
The young teenager stared at the night sky, feeling like his mind has been completely opened by something, completely... augmented. He couldn't tell what it was, but it was as if he was, during a small amount of time, in pure euphoria.
But then, something kicked in. Something... Something really awful. He felt like he hadn't drank for days, like he had been stuck on an island for decades on end unable to find any water.
"T... Thir.... Thirsty....!"
He mumbled, shivering, slowly lifting his head up towards the aggressor that stood above him. He couldn't recognize it at all, but it seemed as though it was actually a woman, judging by its feminine figure. The moment he saw the figure, he immediately jumped onto it and slammed his hands straight against her soft, gorgeous, no, PERFECT neck. All the while, she simply smirked with those evil eyes of hers, holding to that stupid bow of hers... and then, she fell, completely drained of her blood.
But it wasn't enough... The newly created Vampire needed more.
MORE. MORE, MORE, MORE!!!
His thirst was finally satisfied only but hours later into the night, most specifically two hours before the morning sun would come, simply standing there in the very same parking lot with a bunch of bodies lying there on the ground, somehow unable to feel fatigue. For some reason, his mind was now almost perfectly clear, just like it had been once he was awakened.
It was at that moment that he realized what he had become.
He had stood there, still as immobile as ever with his eyes completely widened, then thought for a moment that maybe he should just stay there, just remain there until the sun comes to finish him off. He had heard about Vampires, of course... The Speedwagon Foundation's studies obviously talked about those... and he had became one of them.
And now, he was going to be forced to live like a criminal, live like a fugitive constantly hunted by those Hamon users. He was also now never going to stare at the sun again, to bask in its light...
Unlike many Vampires, Mars, at this point, instead of laughing like a crazed madman happy to have finally gotten such terrible powers, simply looked down and became emotionless for a while. Of course, he hadn't noticed that the bodies he had left have been completely disintegrated by some weird floating devices hanging around him, but he had ignored them a while. Too scared of death, he decided to barge into the theaters as silently as possible, then went on to the darkest corners of the building, waiting for the incoming day to end once more. Once the day ended, he then left the building and... simply started wandering in the streets, depressed, ignoring the people that commented on his new, perfect-looking appearance.
And thus, his life became monotonous. Now a Vampire, Mars refused to come back to school and decided to leave Ottawa in fear of the Speedwagon Foundation or any Hamon users learning about his killing spree. He headed towards the United States, going from home to home, staying during the day. During his travels, he learned of the Satellites that kept following him and that no one seemed to notice and he had actually found himself trying to argument with them in hopes of chasing them off. Of course, that did not happen, no; instead, he got weird looks from everybody that was actually in the area at that moment, which made him freeze, then run away out of embarrassment. Eventually, he understood that these things were not going to leave him any time soon and decided that he would study them later, once he would reach the US. Once he did do so, however, he then decided to head to New York for some reason due to it being a common interest of his, then simply decided to make the city his home.
Within New York, he lived comfortably in an abandoned apartment lot close to downtown where he studied his Satellites in peace along with his usual readings on science and, eventually, Star Wars, of which he became a true fan. Soon enough, the abandoned apartment almost looked like it was taken straight out of a science-fiction conference, filled with Star Wars goodies and various science books on astrology and rocket science.
Needless to say, apart from his Star Wars complete fanboyism and practicing with his new powers, the boy has been, frankly, extremely bored for the last few years. Being powerful and intelligent at the same time is almost a curse at this point... There's almost nothing great in being a Vampire. Of course, once in a while, there's those evil comic book-looking weirdos appearing at his door from time to time in order to try to get him into an alliance or something like that, but he always ends up telling them no. He has absolutely zero interest in "conquering the world" and he has always found Dio guy to be a little bit pathetic. Of course he heard of him recruiting for his little organization in the Middle East and what not and he was indeed invited to join him thanks to his "Stand" (which he guessed to be the little floating devices he argued against back in the day that he eventually decided to call "Satellites". He would had called them Death Stars, but, of course, that was copyrighted, and also not very original), but, again, Mars refused. This lead to him being sometimes assaulted by various individuals that always ended up either running away, drained of their blood or disintegrated, which, frankly, almost bored Mars even further. For once, he was happy that a Human had killed the prick that kept sending assassins to bring him over. Hell, he was even happier once he heard that the guy that killed him was a... Joshstar, however they were called.
Now technically aged twenty-seven, the boy now continues his boring existence, still trying to expand his knowledge as much as he can, now most specifically towards the use of his "Stand" and the relatively new computer technology going out at the time. Thankfully, nowadays, he also has gained access to those new things they call "walkmans", which had proved sufficiently good enough to attract his curiosity towards the musical industry.
However, despite all of this, he only has one wish. One simple wish that probably anybody in his state would probably ask at any possible anytime:
To get him out of his boredom.
Techniques
Offensive
- [B1] Beam Shoot - A very basic technique similar to Hierophant Green's Emerald Splash. Spinning two of his Assault Mode Satellites around his target, Mars then makes them take an automatic rate of fire and shoot on the target similarly to how a normal Gatling Gun would be able to do. All the while, he also makes sure that they track their targets and are fast enough to dodge incoming hits accordingly.
Support
- A Map, I need - Mars sends a Recon Mode Satellite in the air high up in the sky to give a full map of the area while a Vision Mode Satellite gives him details on his surroundings by the use of holographic screens projected in front of his eyes. Enemy targets marked with by the Recon Mode Satellite are represented with red dots. Allies are not shown.
- The Ability of Flight, I want - With the use of only two of his Satellites, Mars can use them to float in the air with relative safety, sometimes even using them as a simple chair. Flight is also possible, but it requires him to use four Satellites to do so properly.
Special
- [A2] (Vampire Ability) ARM! READY! - A technique that Mars had always wanted to do after he had read a book on Napoleon's war strategies during his massive Conquest. Mars completely surrounds his enemy with each of his Assault Mode Satellites, halts them with one arm in the air, then shouts a loud, rage-filled "FIRE!" before he then allows his Satellites to constantly shoot on the target, with all of them set to an automatic rate of fire and, all the whilst, Mars approaching the target slowly. If the tech is proven to be certain to be the target's cause of death, Mars then rushes in with supernatural speed right at the moment the target dies by the constant shooting, then pushes his sharp Vampire fingers straight through his target's jugular to start the blood drinking process.
Items
- 1000 Stardust
