Mimmo1993/Owain Custom Stand Tier S app

Key:Mimmo993
IC Name: Owain
Age:26
Race: Mushin
Alignment:Chaotic Good
Skill/Rank/IC Knowledge Apping for: Custom Stand
Reason for Apping: With the current events of the abduction of  Bani Rahbuto, the reveal of Chaos and the many losses of life facing one of his non combatant henchmen, I felt it was a good time for my character to go past simply his racial dynamic. Gaining a stand that I hope to rp as a representation of Owain's desire to protect others he cares for even if at the cost of his own  life.



RP:

It was a stormy night a few days after the tragic losses of too many. Sydney the kind Kryptonian girl and Fafnir, son of Mirai and Chrome had perished. Their cold blooded killer was only a mere henchman of the destroyer Chaos. The damned murderer was not even a bloody fighter among Chaos' forces and too many, heck nearly even more people than those who fell had nearly been lost. Even the sweet saiyan child Rutega had fallen into a coma from the massive damages she had suffered that day.


The blow to both morale and the forces of good were far too great as Miss Sapphira and Vergil wept at Syndey's grave. Mirai wept such sorrowful tears as Arame ,feeling her pain as a father of a now bedridden daughter, comforted her with embrace as best as he could. The minion of Chaos' power was too great, said by those who had survived to be over 2 billion in battle power's might. The pain and heartache was too much to bear, even for Owain as he left the bar.


Donning his cloak Owain would venture out into the wilderness. Away from  both Neko city and Heart town he'd journey through the enormous world. Occassionally a beast from the world's past would form on the surface just as he and the citizen's had, forcing him to test his might to survive. This journey though, these loses, they were not what haunted Owain most of all. What haunted Owain was the sound of Miss Bani, crying on the other side of the void as the creature so many had fallen to, perished.

Her sobbing voice as she wept out another poem haunted the Mushin's mind. It reminded him that once again he had been too late to help her, to save anyone. Crying out her name to no avail as he could not quickly enough thrust himself into the void after her before it closed, only served to remind him of how useless he was in the effort to save her. These thoughts plagued Owain's mind in ways Miss Bani's plague drink never could as he grew more clouded with each passing field of trees he traveled through. Owain knew just how short he fell in comparison to the mere minion that bested them all like nothing. The very trees themselves began to haunt his mind with visages of a weeping, crying, dying Miss Bani as he continued , desperately seeking even a tinge of hope. A single clue to finding her or hope of being able to save her is all he desired, all he needed.


Owain was lost ,traveling through the many forests as he witnessed some of the ruined reformed remains of the worlds lost. Without food or water for days Owain's delirious mind and weakening body would collapse onto one of the nearby stone structures. Call it fortune or misfortune but admits the greenery infested ruins Owain had landed upon and stabbed himself with an old and brittle golden arrow. This was normally nothing more than a flesh wound, but almost like a curse Owain's body was being invaded by something, something foreign.

Crying out in pain as he clutch at his cut Owain felt like he was being destroyed from the inside out. Rolling over onto his back as the arrow crumbled into dust he would writhe and twitch in unsurmountable pain. Owain would cry out inside his mind as he knew that whatever this pain was coursing through him, Bani's had to be far worse on the other side of the void. As his mind held on as best as he could his body would soon take control as he began releasing all of his energy in a last ditch effort to either fend off the foreign pain or adapt to it.

Owain would not remember much of what transpired but his energy would begin to swirl around like a sphere above him , gradually taking a form. This form was on a giant estranged white and blue dragon ,roaring out as silver shimmering particles would fall off of it like dust. The dragon would look down to the limp Owain as it would gently pick him up in its arms and fly off towards town. As it arrived near the city gate it would land and gently lay the Mushin down as he caught a glimpse of the creature, its scales radiating gently like a shining star as it faded away into silver dust. Owain would mutter the words " Star... dust... platinum..." as he described what he saw for a fleeting moment, inadvertently naming the being in its moments before fading away, back into dust that would return to the Mushin's body.