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Name: ???

*Nicknames: The [Black] Mamba; the Mamba; (the Catamount calls him something but this is undecided); TBD

*Age: Unknown; was around 15-20 when he stopped aging

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/him

Sexuality: Heterosexual/straight, but unknown by the public, which mostly presumes him asexual

Species: Mortal human

*Deity He Works For: Orphos

Appearance: The Mamba is a Masked One with an obsidian mask shaped as a black mamba. Though actual black mambas are just really dark, he really goes into the predominant color scheme—all black and very dark gray. The metallic accents on his mask are still very dark gray and serve more as visuals—for instance, the mouth is inky black and is always open, as if hissing, a strange appearance seeing to how silent he usually is. There is also a narrow neck-flap around his neck that is an extension of the mask, expanded in a threat display. He also wears an expansive hood, though actual black mambas don’t have one. The hood extends to his back and cuts off. It is almost as if the mask and his hood are trying to make up for his threat status combined, which only partially serves its purpose.

He prefers to have no accessories, probably because he appears fairly un-graceful, and such decorations would be even more imbalance. In fact, most of his being looks unbalanced and just about to tip over, due to a fairly scrawny build, lean frame, and average height (about 6’ 1’’, not quite there though), which basically means he always looks like he’s going to fall over on his face from the wind. His legs look too thin to support his weight constantly, even with his armor. His armor has metallic accents that serve as an intricate appearance of scales. Due to his personal preferences, he wears a cuirass on his chest, besagues, cuisses, a bevor, and a small shield on his right arm that he enchanted with a spell to make so it had more durability towards magical abilities in particular. Other than the shield, his armor is black, with the occasional bronze symbol on the side. He typically wears all black for his inner wear as well, making it difficult to see just which parts have armor and which parts have none. (Sometimes he actually falls over from his armor, but that’s when he’s really tired...so uh, don’t tell the other Masked Ones.) Underneath the mask is a very young man, maybe not even a man at the time he put on the mask; at least he looks eighteen now. Unmasked, the Mamba has curly brown hair cut off around the height of the middle of his neck, often untamed. His bangs are especially dominant and continue to fall over his forehead underneath the mask (the mask has a slight opening there but is still rather closed off), despite his periodic attempts to make it stick to the side. It could be said that his hair is fairly rebellious, another reason for why he wears a hood. Another result of this was a band he tried to use to get his hair to stick to both sides, but he put on his mask when this was so, and now the band’s pretty stuck, much to his personal annoyance, since that means tufts of hair get in his eyes and he has to take time to find a secret place to try to pry them to the side again. Fellow Masked Ones probably get to see him act narcissistic in this manner, as he seems like he’s obsessing over his own hair, constantly messing around with it.

Otherwise, he has startlingly bright green eyes, and usually an expression on that either implies complete confidence or complete confusion that he’s trying to not show.

Personality: The Mamba, perhaps like an actual black mamba, is always highly wary to the point of paranoia. It extends even to his fellow Masked Ones, especially of Jackal’s persuasion; as such, he rarely lets his guard down. He’s skittish and often unpredictable to what he will do—sometimes he lets his originally chosen victims get off due to pity, and other times he thinks someone completely random and appearing harmless is a threat, and kills the other mercilessly. Both suspicion and pity have little reason most of the time. It could be said that his emotions are pretty messed up, and as such, pretty random. His paranoia is possibly a strong indication of mood swings, because other than this syndrome, he appears more controlled and emotionally balanced. Occasionally, he gets embarrassed of his lack of reasoning and gracefulness as well as other reasons, and most of the time, confusion over about anything is just as predominate. As a fun fact, when he doesn’t want to talk/is nervous/whatever reason, he messes around with his bangs. This combination of unpredictable suspicion, embarrassment, and confusion can prove to be rather irritating, and frightening as well, depending on the person.

Outside of his inner personality, the Mamba is known for being psychotic. Even though he is capable of pity, it is pity without any reason—so one earns pity through nothing and hence cannot earn pity. Despite this, he actually prefers to shy away from fighting due to little confidence in his own abilities, especially when he takes time to think more about what he can do. One could say he thinks more on what he can’t do than what he can. Despite not willing to admit it, or perhaps not even having realized it, the Mamba has inherited some of Jackal’s views that the other drills into the Masked Ones, including the “us-against-them” light. However, for him, he believes the world is more of a “dog-eat-dog” world instead of a team-against-world type, making him wary of just about anyone and anything, including his supposed team members. As such, he prefers to work alone—though to be honest, he works better as a team. He is not very decisive and often sticks to something once he gains it, whether it be belief, view, perspective, opinion, or even something like a habit and certain way he does something. Stubborn in this way, he can be proved superior against an adversary trying to change his mind and persuade him (someone with tactics such as the Jackal with his persuasion, or Galaxian with his negotiation and explanations), but it can also be quite the fatal flaw when he refuses to change direction when it’s needed. In this way, he can also be a burden to a team, and to himself.

Despite his reputation as a ruthless, merciless, and aggressive (more adjectives with negative denotation and connotation are highly likely) killer, most of his killings only happen for a reason: For instance, his personality acting out—most of which source from him randomly feeling as if someone is cornering him, or threatening him, or him needing the souls. Therefore, his reputation doesn’t completely match due to his actual unpredictability, rather than just ruthlessness. However, he is definitely ruthless, often setting his mind to killing someone and rarely changing, unless his pity acts up. As such, the Mamba hates crowded places. He much rather prefers a small, dark corner of the room over a large place full of people any time. He seldom tolerates anyone approaching too close, into his “personal bubble” (he doesn’t call it that, the narrator does). Usually, when a fellow Masked One approaches, he retreats to an even smaller corner, a strange act for someone so suspicious, and for a location that makes it even closer for someone to approach. When confronted, he prefers to threaten first; if the other has any sudden movements, it may provoke him into a frenzy of rapid strikes, much faster than his normal reflexes. Whether this is a natural ability or one the mask carries is unknown.

Otherwise, the Mamba much prefers to bide his time. Since he isn’t much help on the field, he’s in charge of casting spells onto the masks—cursing them. He likes seeing results rather than process in whatever scenario (perhaps another trait he accidentally got from the Jackal), and since he can sometimes see the results rather than directly contributing in any way, such as fighting and killing, it’s only natural he’s much better at cursing the masks. Since he believes that one has to fight to survive; the strong prevail and the weak die, he knows he has to become strong, but not kill himself while trying to contribute. Consequently, he relies more on the others bringing souls back—usually, the Catamount. The Mamba isn’t that close with the other Masked Ones as of far, so the Apologetic Assassin/the Catamount leans as close to a friend as someone like him would allow. But then again, he rarely lets anyone become actually close to him, and the other also has a similar attitude. Regardless, it can be seen through their relationship that the Mamba is less prone to mood swings and suspicion in a “friendship”, maybe more comfortable and less tense.

The Mamba’s pretty easy to track down, as he usually “hunts” in the same area, be it unlucky human or animal passing through the area. Sometimes he spends free time sharpening the other Masked Ones’ weapons, as well as his own. Whenever he holds up a hand (left or right), his middle finger and thumb tend to shift downwards (see “Weapons” for more reference).

Generally speaking, the Black Mamba has quite the crazy personality going on…

*Theme Songs: TBD…maybe?

Weapons: Most of the Mamba’s weapons were made and/or adjusted by the Catamount. The Masked One wears gloves (of special material) with retractable claws. On both hands, the extension and retraction are separated between three fingers (his index finger, ring finger, and pinkie) and his other one finger (middle finger) and thumb. The former (three) fingers are used as regular claws, unrelated to him being the Mamba. However, he activates the claws on his middle finger and thumb separately—these claws are longer than the other three, sharpened, less used, resembling fangs, and are connected to vials of venom, which are in turn stored within special cuffs in his sleeves, which in turn are surrounded by even more material. The “fangs” of poison are much swifter and easier to maneuver due to the positions respectively, but mostly used only in tight situations, or for someone unsuspecting, due to the Mamba disliking having to potentially ask someone else for such toxins. It is also wired so it is harder to activate, needing more time and purposeful activation. He’s mostly still working on this, as he made it himself. Notable flaws are the limited activation, difficult activation, and the constant guard he has to be on when he activates it, lest he strike himself. After all, the venom is primarily composed of neurotoxins that often induce symptoms within ten minutes, and is fatal to normal mortals. In this way, he often times it so he strikes in the middle of the battle, when the adversary doesn’t notice, and helps him to his advantage. He also tends to not rely on it, due to the ten-minute or so mark, instead using it to weaken the other, and drag out the time if need be.

He commonly uses the Butterfly Sword, a pair of blades easily concealed somewhere within his clothing. He usually resorts to hiding his primary pair inside his sleeves, but he also may have another pair in his boots. For his primary pair, he conceals them within the same scabbard when he does carry one; however, if he does carry the hidden pair, he likely separates them. He specializes in wielding them in pairs, but is proficient in wielding only one as well. This is most of the reason for his fighting style in close-quarters—spinning, rotating, and hard to trace, as well as his general habit of preferring to ambush rather than come in head-on. His Butterfly Swords have crossguards that are also specialized for easier grip from his gloves, and a latch-on for his gloves’ claws as well. His primary pair of such swords have a blunted edge about three-fifths the way down, in order to block proficiently and perhaps induce unconsciousness rather than death when he prefers. The second pair has no such blunted edge, made to kill.

The Mamba sometimes uses guns, though he tends to think of the recoil as the gun trying to kill him, and thus prefers to not use them.

As absolute last resort, he carries a raygun from the Cyber Sect somewhere on him (that was made/adjusted by the Catamount). It runs on battery and as such, only has a certain level/amount of energy before it needs to recharge. However, the energy travels at the light of speed and typically cannot be avoided, as well as being invisible to typical eyes, mortal or immortal. The higher the level he sets the raygun to, the more amount of energy is used, and as such, the less energy that may be used. On the average level, it is usually enough to stun—set to higher levels, it can be fatal to a mortal being, and stun an immortal.

Powers: Being the Spellcaster, after all, he specializes in magic. The enchantment type of magic, to be exact—cursing objects, and potentially people to an extent. Enchantment/cursing takes up a lot of magical energy, requiring a time for “recharging”—hence, he specializes more in long-term magic rather than short term.

He is looking into magic involving venom, but currently is not proficient at all in this subject. He is also training on using magic in combat, because currently he can’t really do anything of the like. Actually…he has a power regarding a speed boost. The Mamba is rather fast, however, he absolutely sucks at endurance. Regarding speed, he is capable of striking from a considerable range and delivering a series of attacks in rapid succession with any of his usual weapons, as well as his hands and feet. He is rather agile as well, and able to launch himself forward/upwards from the ground, as if flying for a short burst. He isn’t that fast, however, meaning he sometimes adds a magical burst to his speed, and more often, endurance, to make up for his need for a short and quick battle.

Just as with the others, his mask is cursed, giving him almost complete immortality, but also being unable to take it off. Whether his mask gives powers of any kind, or abilities, is unseen as of this time.

Backstory: Really really TBD. But parts that are known is that he met the Catamount before he became a Masked One, which wasn’t that long ago; so, something must’ve happened to make him the Spellcaster. Possibly because he also knew the former spellcaster and “accidentally” killed the other out of paranoia, one time when the other had been teaching him magic and stuff.

*Crush: None; I’d feel sorry for whoever he crushed/crushes on.

Other: Chan-chan Sorry for the strange formatting; I copied it from Word. :)

-Galaxian- 