[Character Sheet] Au'Marui, God of Insanity

[LordPsycho]

The Basics
Name: Au'Marui, when speaking as the God of Insanity, Dau'Pay, when speaking as King of Psychotopia, The Sensei when speaking at the Meeting Hall or the Training Dojo, and The Dark Psycho (DP) otherwise
Age: Unknown, though his banishment to Earth started 4,000 Years ago
Apparent Age: 40-ish
Gender: Appears Male, though an energy being manifesting itself by Water particles suspended in EM fields has no gender to speak of
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 175 lbs
Eye Color: His eye color is not visible because his eyes glow an intense ice blue, even in daylight.
Hair Color: Gray
Physique: Well built, strong and shapely
Race: God
Language: Psychotopian, Ancient, Common Tongue, Mindspeak
Religious affiliation: He, as all Gods of his order, believes in the Order of Things, a kinda of manifest destiny mixed with Chaos Theory.
Homeland: The Immortal Realm
Home/Location in Psychotopia: Meeting Hall, Blackstar Dojo
Heraldic Symbol/Colors: The Blackstar Star, Dark Green, Gold, and Black
Companions/Friends: Embri, and his pupils Violet, Spirit of Curiosity, Blackfoot the Gargoyle, and Ajaxon the foal.
Weaknesses: Like all immortals in Physical form, freezing will cause him to become trapped until such a point where he thaws. He also has an inate fear of Fire, coming from his fear of being destroyed by his old god, Refrika.


Skills
Studies: Warp Portal Techonology, which he developed himself
Occupation(s): He lives a triple life: One as the King of Psychotopia, another as the God of Insanity, and yet another as High Sensei of the Dojo
Financial Status: There's well of, and theres Kingly rich. You can guess which one from his occupation.

Family
Father: Rafrika, God of Fire
Brothers: Daruk`Knite, Spirit of Pestilence
Betrothed: Ashanti, Goddess of Death

Possessions
Clothing: Standard white shirt, camoflauged urban colored pants, combat boots
Jewelry: Royal seal
Weapons:
Ben the Flamethrower: A regular, off the shelf, Flamethrower. But I dare you to mess with it...maybe the last thing you do.
Armor: DP's Battle Cloak: Now bleached white, it serves as protection from particle and light emitting weapontry, such as guns, laser pistols, cross bows, etc.

Magical Items/Artifacts:
Sanity Blade - Sacred weapon forged by DP, turns whoever (other than DP) touches it sane. Useful in the old grove, probably not so here.

Sane Reaper's Scythe: Entrusted to him by Gemslug, this artifact has the ability to take a person's sanity, and in theory, their right to be in the new grove.
Currency: See User Profile
Tools/Utensils: Whatever is in the Underground bunker...or whatever he can get


Character Depth
excerpt from Blackstar Wiki (Link)
From DP's writings:

"I am Au'Marui, Spirit of Insanity, Created by the Fire God Refrika who by his breath made mankind.

One thing you need to understand about all spirits is that we crave godhood like a bear craves honey. At a certain point I think its something the Gods make into our being, but our local banish Goddess can answer that question. Anyways, that need to ascend to the next level was my downfall. About 4000 of this Earth's years ago, in a plain in Africa, I started making my own "breed" of humans, with every known mental illness I had created to date. Of course that was easy for me, being a spirit of the God that created mankind. The Idea was that I would strategically release these individuals, that would either kill of the local human population so that only they were left, or interbreed making the entire population of humans crazy. This would elevate my role in the working of the Universe to that of a god, which by rights would make me a god.

Well, I was making some of the last tweaks to their genome when Refrika found me out. Although a god, by rights, could destroy a spirit he or she made without any question from the other gods, he decided to make an example of me. He brought me on charges of tampering with human evolution and had me tried before the High Council of Gods (needless to say, the vast majority had no sympathy for a spirit). As my punishment, I would become the only one of two immortals ever Banished. Not being able to destroy the humans I had created, they put them all on an island in the middle of the Atlantic. Then Technico, god of Technology, gave the people technology thousands of years beyond what most mortals have today. That Island became Psychotopia, and when they needed a leader, they chose the most powerful and insane among them, a quiet person, who was named Au'Marui, and who is still to this day me.

No I wasn't always an evil spirit. In fact, I used to be good. But then I was doing experiments with the new warp portal generator one day. Being a good little leader, I chose to do the first test myself. While still in the warp, I witnessed a battle the likes of which this realm has never and will never see. During the battle, my God Refrika killed one of my siblings, a spirit known as Daruk K’nité, or in the modern tongue The Dark Knight. When the flames had finished consuming the spirit, Refrika reached into Daruk's blackened armor and pulled out a sphere of concentrated Darkness. Then Refrika threw the sphere at me. Before that point I never knew an immortal can be knocked out. Trust me, they can, and I was for a week. When I awoke, I had changed. The will to do good had been gone from me, all that was left in me was pure darkness. That was when I adopted the name Dark Psycho, and so that the locals can pronounce it more easily, I later shortened it to DP, which the locals pronounced Dau'Pay.

Shortly after that Psychotopia went into isolation. We set up a field that had no affect on the insane, but to the sane, the whole island would appear as an ocean. Even today, it is still not uncommon to see ships pass through streets and buildings. Of course, an island disappearing definitely caught the attention of a nearby ship, and when the ship returned to port, they started a rumor of an island that just disappeared beneath the waves. This rumor, of course, found their way to a Grecian writer, and the legend of Atlantis was born. Poor fools are still trying to find the ruins of a city that was never destroyed.

Now I have finally had my banishment revoked these 4000 years later, and have gained my ascension to Godhood. But things cannot stay the same for me. I am now preparing to seek revenge on those "gods" that created this injustice, and in the process, free all spirits from their slavery to the gods."

Addendum:

"I now find myself at a new crossroads. The High Council of Gods, an aristocratic regime of older Gods, has deemed me worthy of Godhood. But with my new status comes a greater understanding of the God's plight. We are a dying breed, slowly losing our abilities from millenia to millenia. So, to preserve myself and my kind long enough for me to win the freedom of my brethren spirits, I've created a new world, and have called those who are outcast to it to train under my watchful eye. This world will become my new powerbase, preserving me while the High Council fades. To Blackstar!"

"The High Council seems to have forced my hand. With the latest crisis they are beginning to question my ability to lead Blackstar. But it seems they may be the ones pulling strings to bring these problems to the Dojo...either that, ro the very Order of Things has turned against me. Either way, I will need to be extra careful now, and quell any problem before they get out of hand, lest my hand is forced prematurely. My coalition grows, but not fast enough, and if I lose Blackstar too soon, our force will not be strong enough to overthrow the High Council. Time will tell what the next move in this Chess match will be..."