Hadyn, King of Clubs

[Dark]

ID: SD129
Name: Hadyn Adelbrecht D'Allesio
Suit: Clubs
Rank: King
Gender: Male
Animal: Feline/Vermin (mouse)
Region: Corvistowne/Morganberry
Dealer: Dark
Parents: MinhxAderlass

Note1: He has inherited his father's horn mutations and has an elongated neck mutation.

Note2: Hadyn lost his right arm in an unfortunate accident involving collapsing rock and a large splinter; it has been replaced with a mechanical limb crafted by Owen. The limb is able to shift between forms, transformer-esque style.

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Bipedal:

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Basic Magical Ability:
He can go two days without needing to sleep.

Moderate Magical Ability:
When activated, he can carry up to 110 lbs of extra weight for 24 hours straight, one day per week. He is left feeling tired and somewhat drained for the 24 hours following that period.

Moderate Magical Ability:
The SD can now cause a thick and bone chillingly cold mist to fill one room once per month for one full hour. The mist is a dull, pearly white and will obliterate vision until one or the other SD start moving, once movement begins the mist will disperse enough for a very small field of vision. The cold will not affect the SD casting it but will cause the opponents' limbs to tremble violently as they adjust to it, and their limbs may begin to go numb as the hour goes on, especially if they're skinny. This will make it very difficult for opposing SD to move or give chase, they will have to move slowly, at least at first. Glacier Dwellers may be immune to this spell though, use caution XD
There does appear to be a drawback, however...this SD will always have a small following of mist at their heels, the longer they remain in one place, the more the mist will build up. <3 (Think the Black Pearl from "Pirates of the Caribbean") This mist is rather chilly and hugging him will result in small shivers X3

Strong Magical Ability:
When activated, he can twist and shape small rocks and stones either as large as his paws or smaller, into intricate...or very sharp...shapes.

Amazing Ability:
He is now able to cause an opponent's body to mutate when he concentrates on them. He can either cause their limbs to double in amount, or cause them to grow a second head. Mutating their limbs is easier for him and he will feel weakened and slightly dizzy, most likely unable to injure them further, but will be capable of tying them up or inflicting minor wounds. The extra limbs that the opponent grows will not respond to their brains and will flail about on their own, causing them to stumble and fall or practically do battle with their own entangled limbs.
Getting them to grow a second head takes all of his concentration, if anything distracts him, being injured or touched, he will lose the ability to preform the spell that day. However, if he succeeds, a second head, just like their own will sprout from their shoulders and take over half of their body. It will remain on them for a full hour, impeding their progress and trying at all costs to stop them from hurting Haydn, though it will not hurt them badly, just impede them. It will also shout insults and do its best to embarrass the actual opponent. After he succeeds at this attack he will be very weak and tired, twenty minutes after setting this in motion he will have to sleep!
The limbs will last on the opponent for an hour as well before vanishing.
He can perform this spell once per month and though it will exhaust him, most opponents will be terrified of the effects.

Peep Power:
He now has the amazing ability to reverse the gravity of an area for one hour. This spell does not effect him and causes his opponent to be flung upside down in the air and suspended there. This spell only works when inside a closed area and will not work outside to fling an opponent in the far reaches of space <3
The opponent can still move about and fight, but they will lose their balance constantly and feel far heavier than they would on the ground, blood will also be quickly draining to their head and may cause some with lesser stamina to pass out.
The mist power that he possesses will also be activated instantly upon using this spell, even if he has already used it for the day, it will be activated again with no effort and will fill the room with dense, cold fog.
The fog will congeal along the ceiling and become thick and cold, the opponent will be able to to slog through it but will find it difficult.

Powerful Magical Ability:
When activated, he can communicate with another Club he is acquainted with through any form of pewter he might have or find, though there are limitations on distance. He can only communicate with another Club if they are one mile away or less.

Jack's Ability:
Once a week, he is capable of causing one roof to fall in. The downside is that this only covers up to ten feet of roof and that it will not automatically avoid him, though he has advanced warning and can leap out of the way if he's fast enough.

Shadow Jump Ability:
Every other day, he is able to slide into the shadows and become virtually invisible for a full five minutes. The only way he'll be spotted is if his opponent has sight based abilities or if he steps out of the shadow at all, or if he's tossed or knocked out of the shadows. He can jump, or teleport, from shadow to shadow within his sight unless someone is touching him, in which case both people will seem invisible, but the teleportation power will no longer function.
..........Addition:] While he is in the shadows now, he becomes insubstantial. Physical attacks can no longer harm him, though magical ones and summoned weapons still can. Once he leaves the shadows, he becomes substantial again.
..........Addition:] This ability may now be used once every five hours. He may leap into shadows near him, though if there are none and he is in direct light, he will find himself utterly vulnerable and suffer from a crippling paranoia that will nullify his ability to run or think quickly.

Kinetic Ability:
Once a week, he is capable of pushing a thick charge of mental and kinetic energy into small objects not living, the size of his palm or smaller. These objects can then be hurled, jammed places, or attached to weapons and slung at people. The objects will explode when they are met with force with enough power to knock Cards ranked 10 and under off their feet and cause rather nasty bleeding gashes. Also enough to cause Queens to Jacks to either be pushed backward and to have any and all experience their ears ringing for at least thirty seconds.
If jammed and left somewhere, they will act as a live grenade the instant his hand leaves them. There will then be a thirty second pause before the object explodes of its own volition. He can charge up to three objects per week, either separate or all together.

King's Ability:
Once a week, he is able to cause another SD's summoned weapon or creature/s to take one attack against their master. This attack will reflect the emotion Hadyn himself is feeling at the moment, if he is feeling flat and emotionless, the creature under his control may attack with less ferocity...but the angrier he is...for that one attack, the angrier they are. This spell does not work against Lowlanders.

Amazing Fire Ability:
Though he cannot create flames from thin air he is capable of bending existing fire, both ordinary and magical, to his will.
He can now deflect magical attacks of fiery origin, and reflect them back at the caster, at will.
He can manipulate any open flame into expanding up to 50 feet, and hurl a fiery ball of death at his opponent. He is capable of doing this three times a day, though Spade summoned water will put it all out for a full three hours.
The fire is hot enough to melt rock and will pound its way through many magical weapons.
Summoned weaponry will have to resume its weapon form or risk being slaughtered around this fire.

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Other Forms:

Animal:


Baby

[Dark]

Personal Blurb: Hadyn has a weakness for sex, explosives, and a good brawl. He doesn’t like sweets, but he appreciates a good cup of coffee. What once was a budding career in demolition was upset by getting knocked up by his cousin, and he sunk into depression and self-destruction. He currently resides in a constant state of emo. With some prodding, hopefully we can get him over this.

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Family:

LTR: None.

Mother: Minh, Jack of Clubs

Father: Aderlass, Queen of Clubs

Siblings:
[Minh/Aderlass]
Elyse, Jack of Clubs
[Minh/Mnem]
Thalia, Queen of Diamonds
[Aderlass/Others]
who knows

Children:
[Hadyn/Helena]
Senka, Jack of Clubs

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Items:

Obsidian Kunai:
This blade will only ever connect to the first person who touches it with their bare hands, once they hold it it will pulse and throb in their grip...feeling almost alive. This weapon will rarely miss a mark unless thrown, it does not "approve" of this action and will zoom back to his hand without hitting the person in question if he does this, though it will come very close to their face in the process and is an excellent way to frighten and threaten.

This blade secretes a very small amount of venom each time it hits a mark and makes a wound, causing it to bleed more freely than it would otherwise and to hurt three times as badly as it should, often causing the opponent to either be sick and/or faint (ranks A-7), drop to their knees (ranks 8-10), or shudder violently and lose some concentration (J-Q/Joker).

This weapon will refuse to attack an opponents eyes by cutting them, it will instead, spray venom if near the face. This will cause the opponent to feel as though someone is suddenly shining an incredibly bright light in their eyes for a full ten minutes, giving most a rather awful headache and impeding their ability to see clearly until it clears.

..........Addition: This weapon is now summonable. Once a day, he can pull it seemingly from thin air and then unsummon it. Once unsummoned though, it cannot be summoned again until the next day. It can go up against summoned weapons without forms and feel, to them, just as powerful. Weapons with personalities and forms will see this thing as heinous and may go out of their way to focus on it instead of on its master.

..........Addition: Summoned weapons will now find it very difficult not to attack the Kunai, despite what their summoner might desire.
The Kunai will move occasionally on its own, directing its owners hand with lightning flashes at an opponent with a mindset similar to that of the half-feral Feline who possesses the blade.
A Josiggy Cat, a Tigress/Siamese, once owned the blade before her death, she was cornered by a small group of Lowlanders. She managed to take a number of them down, but the others overtook her. They tied her down and tortured her to insanity with her own weapon.
She manifests occasionally instead of the blade.
An odd, lithe, shadowy creature in the form of a Humanoid monster with elongated claws that it uses to attack with when in this form.
She is highly effective against Cards ranked Jack and lower, though attacks comprised of flame and Spade water will send her back to her blade form.
She has an intense hatred for Lowlanders, even in her madness and can distinguish them from other Cards...she will often fly to her master's hand without their bidding to try and slay them.


Venerated Shoulder Plate:

This bit of armor is not only made of well beaten steel and studded with emeralds, but is rumored to assist the wearer in becoming lightning fast and difficult to catch. It once belonged to a wonderful customer of mine, fine gentleman...what goes around comes around though. Using it for theft seems to have unpleasant side effects.
Shoulder Plate Ability: Once placed on, every hour the owner is now able to for thirty seconds move three times as fast as they would normally be able to. After the thirty seconds pass though, they will feel horribly winded and have to either pause or feel as though their lungs are collapsing.


Cage Armor:
This thick silver plated armor resembles a ribcage and looks as though it can only be worn by those who have achieved their Biped form. When worn the owner will feel as though the blood in their veins has turned to ice for a full minute and will then feel all of their movements become extremely fluid. They will move with an incredibly odd grace that makes them nigh on impossible to catch hold of in a fight unless by throughly magical means. They will find themselves able to cast a shield of silver in front of themselves once per day, this shield will last for a full ten seconds and block any attack except for ones that deal with fire. If fire is used on the shield it will melt away leaving a cloud of acrid smoke that will cause both the wearer and the attacker to cough horribly for a full thirty seconds.

Placing this on your SD, however, could have disastrous results. If this armor is worn while the wearer is the one instigating a fight, then a terrible change will come over them. Warning: using this item while being the aggressor in a fight will permanently alter your SD!

Silver Bell:
This tiny bell never rings but isn’t actually broken. Once placed onto the chosen SD they will find that a fine crown of silver resembling a snowflake has arisen from the back of their neck. It cannot be removed as it actually is oddly colored bone rising from their neck, though it looks delightful and sparkles a tiny bit in the light

[Dark]

Baby Blues:]

It was a small, one-bedroom affair with peeling, off-white paint and crummy plumbing that groaned when it got too cold. The bathroom was small and cramped, with yellowed and chipped tiles, and if he stretched out his arms he could touch both walls. The tub was an old-fashioned affair, deep set with clawed feet; it would have been pleasant if the plumbing would allow hot water. There was what passed for a small kitchenette, consisting of a single sink with exposed plumbing, an old gas stove, and several rickety shelves that couldn’t be trusted. There were two windows in the apartment, both with cracked and distorted frames of glass that gazed one east and the other west. The door—oak, with a dead bolt and chain—was the only this solid about the entire place.

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He hadn’t thought much of it at first. He’d always had a rather hardy immune system, but he had been known to occasionally catch ill, and he’d simply attributed his nausea to the flu.

But it hadn’t gotten better.

Days turned into weeks, and the weeks eventually became months, and it became harder to deny that horrible conclusion.

He lost his appetite.

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The first time he tried to kill the thing growing inside his belly, he walked twenty blocks to an apothecary where he was sure no one would recognize him. Hadyn knew what he was looking for—it was hard to not pick up something, growing up with two botanists—Elyse wouldn’t approve; he didn’t think about it—and the scraggily, moth-balled creature behind the counter handed over his requested parcel without fuss.

It was a mixture of Tansy and Silphium, both known to cause abortion, and in the right doses, fatal. He crushed the concoction into a tea, thinking of his aunt with a touch of hysteria.

The cup was emptied in one long pull.

His body betrayed him—vomited up that glorious elixir—another pale stain on the motley carpet.

The thing inside him continued to grow.

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He was desperate, when he picked up the penknife. The thing inside him had started to push against the walls of his belly; greedy, wretched thing. His attempt at sabotage had only succeeded in causing the thing to leech more of his life away.

A keen blade began to part flesh: Sharp. Brilliant. Hands shaking, slick with blood; it was hard to press any deeper. He choked on snot and tears. Out. He wanted it out.

Too late; his own weakness working against him—passed out before he could finish.

He woke to fire, wracking his limbs with weakness and chills. He lay there in the growing darkness, and dreamt.

He wouldn’t remember his dreams when he woke.

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Hadyn watched dust motes in the wane light of evening from where he lay on the floor, paw curled around the perceptible bulge of his midsection.

The jagged scar that raged across his belly throbbed in tandem with his heart.

A Life of Crime:]

The first time Hadyn was arrested he was barely fourteen, still a bit gangly and awkward and too smart for his own good. And he couldn’t stop grinning.

The officers were all understanding smiles and false sentiment; sure that the “troubled” adolescent they had caught was young enough and malleable enough to still shape into a worthwhile, law-abiding citizen. Hadyn was all nervous smiles and false remorse; already set in his wicked ways and looking quite forward towards a life of mischief and law-breaking, and finding it all too amusing that the officers had so misjudged him.

He walked free with only a warning.

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The second time Hadyn was arrested he’d just abandoned his daughter to ghosts and was feeling reckless, a little suicidal and a whole lot of insecure. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The officers looked at him differently this time, all wary, anxious eyes as they nursed their bruises and cuts from where he hadn’t come quietly. They didn’t deal with him themselves this time. Gyuri Andres—tall and lean and not-quite handsome—was young for a detective and newly transferred to the precinct. He listened to his fellow officers with mild eyes.

They stared at each other through the bars for a long time. Gyuri let him go without saying a word.

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The third time Hadyn was arrested he let himself get caught, deliberate in his misdemeanor. He nursed a split lip, the remnants of a shit-eating grin still lingering on his face as he eyed the officer standing warily outside his cell. They were afraid of him now.

It didn’t take long for Gyuri to appear; to lead him through a maze of cubicles to an office with lazily shut blinds, slender fingers curled loosely around his arm. He fucked Hadyn bent over the desk, pants tangled around his ankles and pride prickling with each strangled mewl that Gyuri dragged from his throat.

He walked out on unsteady legs with an address in his pocket and an invitation to dinner.