Profiles Topic

Name:Mevrick
Species:intellegent Rahi
Powers:Ice element
Kanohi:Great mask of Possibilities
Weapons:none, but has extremely sharp claws and wings.
Appearance:thin, black creature with wings.
Personality:usually relies on his primal instincts. However, he is trying to learn English.

It more comes down to having the full 42 powers at his disposal, as well as his personal powers, would probably be a bit much. Though, if I had to pick an IC reason, probably his mental state is too fractured to fully understand how to use them.

Please try to justify this Rahi's existence

Yeah, that makes sense. But Kael obviously wouldn't have Kraata powers.

Name: Voidarix
Species: Makuta
Powers: Wear's the Kanohi Ammox, mask of weapon summoning. This allows him to recreate any weapon he has used/held in his hand. However, a notable weapon that's pretty much his signature is his twin axes, which he uses primarily. These axes have an assortment of powers: Ice, earth (most notably to create golems), and somewhat energy, though the power is far from its full potential. This control over energy also extends to firing blasts of it from the tips of the axes. Of course, he also has general Makuta shadow powers, but for balance reasons, no kraata powers.
Appearance: www.lego.com/en-us/gallery/efbb1a36-d3ec-425a-b508-bd0978509fb1?index=2&
Personality: Completely and utterly insane. Think Joker mixed with the Winter Soldier mixed with Vezon.

Backstory: Long, long ago, Voidarix was, actually, not completely insane. Cunning, brutal, and arrogant, what he lacked in inherent skills in rahi creation, he made up for tenfold in his tactical prowess and fighting ability. In fact, so much so that he was a prized general in the Brotherhood army, who led several successful assaults in service of the Plan. However, his last assault would prove to be both his crowning achievement, and his biggest blunder.

Hidden in an obscure sector of the GSR was an island filled with technology not even Xia could dream of, and defenses far above even that of Destral's fortress. Grandiose, ivory towers crafted a towering skyline, surrounded by a spherical, pulsating bubble of energy. Weapons that could down a Tahtorak in nearly an instant lined every inch, and the denizens themselves were naturally built powerful and swift, surpassing most in skill with a blade. Destral had known about it for years, but every raid had failed spectacularly. Then Voidarix took a shot at it.

For months, he camped outside it, surveying it. Their defenses, he memorized. Their guard rotations, he tracked to near perfection. He searched, and he searched, and he searched, until he had found even the smallest flaw in their defenses. With him, a large squad of Makuta scientists went to work, spawning a massive horde of Rahi little by little. When he was satisfied with the millions of beasts now at his disposal, he attacked. Waiting till the fall of night, in the one minute of weakness as one guard retired for the night and the next took his place, he struck. Tahtoraks and Kanohi Dragons ripped through their defenses, followed by waves and waves of Rahkshi, Nui Rama, and many more freaks of nature that tore through the city. Voidarix and his brothers weren't far behind. Caught off-guard, they had swept through nearly a quarter of the city before the defenses had time to react, sending an equally massive army in to deal with the intruders. What followed was a long, bloody battle that never truly ended of its own accord.

Somewhere within its midst, Voidarix was challenged by one of the many citizen-soldiers of the city. The two fought viciously, until Voidarix eventually downed and slayed the warrior. However, something caught his eye: this soldier carried a pair of very interesting axes, and Voidarix was always looking to add to his collection. Without even thinking, he leaned down and swept the axe out of the dying man's hand. It was the last thing he ever did as a free soul.

Almost the moment his fingers made contact with it, a foreign, powerful mind invaded his own. It quickly took control of every nook and cranny of his mental state, holding him hostage within his own head. And then, he spoke. What spewed from the powerful being's mouth seemed to be a mixture of pure, unadulterated hatred, intrigue, and anger. He demanded Voidarix turn on his brothers, drive them out of his city with any force necessary. Of course, Voidarix simply responded with a definitive, yet colorful "no." His second mistake. In a fit of rage, the being tore apart any semblance of Voidarix's mind and his free will, plunging him into blind servitude to both the axes and himself. 

Now completely under his control, Voidarix had no choice but to turn on his brothers, using the combined power of himself and his newly acquired axes to massacre both the massive hoards of Rahi he had so carefully crafted, as well as all his brothers. There were no survivors.

Later, under command of him, Voidarix returned to Destral. The moment he came to their gates, it was obvious that something had gone wrong in the raid, but they had no idea what. Probably yet another failed raid, in which only Voidarix had been lucky enough to return. They believed the fractured mental state of the Makuta was due to the trauma of his experiences, not even considering that it was by his hand that his brothers had fallen.

And so he remained, acting loyally under the Brotherhood at the surface, but serving a much more powerful and devious master in actuality.